Chapter 140: Retribution is my motto
The Shaolin Temple has been closed for many years because of the Huo Gong Tutuo incident, and rarely interferes with the affairs of the world. The Wudang Sect’s growing prestige in the world is just Zhang Sanfeng’s reminder that he was born in Shaolin. , dare not overstep.
The six major sects, if Shaolin and Wudang are the first echelon, then Emei and Kunlun are the second echelon. Because Kunlun is located in the northwest and rarely moves in the Central Plains, people in the world still tend to have Emei in the front and Kunlun in the back. .
Although Master Jingxu is dissatisfied with Sunyata for ranking the Kunlun Sect before Emei, the above statement is generally correct. This is evident from the fact that Senior Sister Jingxuan refers to herself as a student when facing Kong Wen.
“Nephew Chu, get out of the way quickly.”
"Stop making trouble in your life."
Ji Xiaofu came to arrest him again.
Master Jingxuan also pretended to reprimand: "Master Chu's nephew is very troublesome, and his words are often offensive. I hope the Zen masters will not worry about it."
Only Huang Xing smiled and said nothing, thinking that It was right to bring him to Wudang Mountain. At times like this, young and energetic juniors should stand up and challenge him. Faced with the sixteen-year-old boy's competition for the spot, Kong Zhi and others dared to teach him a lesson, which was to bully the young and lack the style of their seniors.
“Did I make a mistake?” Chu Pingsheng counted on his fingers: “Guo Xiang, the founder of the Emei Sect, was the same generation as Yang Guo, the Condor Hero, and Yang Guo was a peer of the late Wu Se Zen Master, the first of the Luohan Hall in Shaolin Temple. In Shaolin Temple, there is a generation with a character of "Hong" under the word "Hong", a generation with a character of "Du" under it, a generation with a character of "Du" under it, and a generation with the character "Yuan" under the name of "Kong". Kongwen presides over it, right?"
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Kong Wen proclaimed the Buddha's name: "That's right."
Chu Pingsheng said again: "In this way, Master Fengling, a disciple of Patriarch Guo, is of the same generation as the monks of the Hong generation in Shaolin Temple, so Master Miejie will be the same as Du. The monks of this generation are comparable to each other. When I come to Master Jingxuan, I should be on par with the monks of Kong Wen’s generation. Let me ask you, can you bear her self-deprecating words of ‘student’?”
Huang Xing, Ji Xiaofu and others' eyes widened. This angle was really strange. If Chu Pingsheng calculated it, the head of the Emei Sect was just one generation ahead of the head of the Shaolin Temple. As a person of the same generation, Master Jingxuan really didn't take the initiative. Make way for Zen Master Kongwen.
Even Kong Zhi, who had an irritable personality and a narrow-minded mind, was speechless by his defense. He thought that the boy was so young, how could he even know about the old affairs between the founder of Emei Mountain and Zen Master Wu Se.
“Amitabha, I am being rude.” Kong Wen clasped his hands together and saluted Master Jingxuan.
Who is Guo Xiang? Guo Daxia's only remaining daughter. Who in the world dares not to give her face? Her seniority counts. Even if he is the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, he must be treated with caution.
So the result of this matter is that because of the young man's words, both parties were very embarrassed, and both of them were not used to the rearrangement of seniority.
“Young people are joking, don’t take Zen Master Kongwen seriously.”
What can Master Jingxuan say? Even if he is complacent in his heart, he will think about how you will show off your seniority in front of my mother in the future. However, face work still needs to be done. He walked to Chu Pingsheng and said, "Zen Master Kongwen is eager to go up the mountain to discuss something with Master Zhang. It's just a matter of moving for us to make way, so naturally we have to make it convenient."< br>
After speaking, he winked and gave him a hand.
This time Chu Pingsheng did not hide and stood still at the edge of the mountain road.
"The poor monk thanked Master Jingxuan." Kong Wen thanked him and took his two junior brothers past the Emei Sect and headed towards Zixiao Palace.
The three people from the Yuan group behind quickly followed up. At this time, Chu Pingsheng's foot slipped and he leaned towards the middle of the mountain road with an ouch. Yuan Yin had no way to avoid it, so he could only help him to hold him, with a look on his face. He said unhappily: "Watch it."
"The same goes for you."
Yuan Xin and Yuan Ye behind him changed their minds and realized that this kid was mocking Yuanyin, so they passed by Give him a hard look when you are next to him.
"It's a one-eyed dragon, so don't stare like normal people... When Patriarch Bodhidharma comes, he will laugh off his hundreds of years of merit for you."
Chu Pingsheng did not hold back and laughed out loud.
Ji Xiaofu quickly covered his mouth: "You took advantage of others, why don't you want them to stare at you?"
Uh...
This is true.
He calculated here that Yuanyin, Yuanye, and Yuanxin, who are in their thirties, are of the same generation as him, a sixteen-year-old boy. How will they be called when they meet in the future?
Master Jingxuan watched the people from Shaolin Temple go away. Worried about encountering a similar situation again, she expressed her concerns. Only then did Huang Xing, Ji Xiaofu, Bei Jinyi, and Jingzhen understand. Her problem is no longer the slow speed up the mountain.
……
No matter how long the mountain road is, it will eventually end. No matter how ugly the daughter-in-law is, she still has to meet her parents-in-law.
The group of people arrived outside Zixiao Palace, but there were no welcoming disciples to receive them. Master Jingxuan thought they were too late, and the Wudang Clan and the gangs who came up to put pressure on them took action, so they moved forward faster.
When a few people walked into the front yard, they saw that the hall was crowded with people inside and outside. He Taichong, the master and disciple of the Kunlun Sect, the Five Elders of Kongtong, the masters of Kongwen, Kongxing, and Kongzhi of the Shaolin Temple, and the leader of the Giant Whale Gang , the leader of the Haisha Gang and other more prestigious people were sitting on the chairs in the hall. Some of the lower-status disciples and gang members had their butts close to the boulders, some were sitting on the ground, and a few retreated to the courtyard, with their hands on their chests and their waists. The eyes are bulging, the appearance is calm and angry, and the murderous intention is hidden.
Chu Pingsheng caught a glimpse of a middle-aged man wearing a Mongolian military uniform standing by the long window at the entrance of the hall. He had a high nose and deep eyes, unlike a Central Plains person.
At this time, I heard three Wushan disciples talking in low voices. They were saying that the eminent monk of Shaolin Temple, as the leader of this operation, was asking about the whereabouts of the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun. Zhang Cuishan refused to confess. Kong Zhi was furious and spoke out. After an appointment with Zhang Sanfeng, a verbal battle ensued. Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi set up a Zhenwu Seven Formation to replace their mentor Zhang Sanfeng and determine the winner and loser with the seven eminent monks of Shaolin Temple including Kong Wen and Kong Xing. However, due to the Yu Daiyan was paralyzed in bed, and one of them was missing, so the Six Heroes went to the inner hall to look for a replacement.
Master Jingxuan, Ji Xiaofu and others also heard the above words and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the situation was not bad and no gangs besieged Wudang.
"Are these Masters of the Emei Sect coming outside? Please come into the hall to talk."
Six disciples entered to prepare for the Zhenwu Seventh Formation. Zhang Sanfeng did not move, still sitting on the seat in the middle of the hall, dressed in white. He has a beard like a halberd, and in his movements he has the poise and poise of a great master, and he also has an extraordinary Taoist spirit.
“Senior sister, what should we do now?”
Master Jingxu was a little flustered when she heard this.
“Junior sister, don’t panic, our Emei sect was the first to send greetings, but the last one to go up the mountain. I believe Master Zhang can understand our position, let’s go in.”
After finishing speaking, Master Jingxuan walked into the hall facing the complicated looks of the disciples from each gang.
“I have met Master Zhang. Master is in retreat at a critical juncture and cannot come to Wudang Mountain to celebrate his birthday. I have been specially ordered to bring along Xiaofu and several others to offer congratulatory gifts. I wish Master Zhang a long and long life, with pines and cypresses as high as his shoulders.”
“Eh.”
Chu Pingsheng was stunned for a moment, thinking that Master Jingxuan looks like a man, but he has a very delicate heart. It’s useless. Nanshan" these vulgar birthday wishes.
Ji Xiaofu touched his feet and whispered: "What are you muttering about?"
Chu Pingsheng just smiled and did not answer. He took a step forward, took off the bag he was carrying on his back, and took out a brocade robe from it.
Master Jingxuan said: "This robe was embroidered by ten female disciples of my Emei sect."
Zhang Sanfeng was very happy, stroking his long beard and praised: "Emei Heroine He is famous for his martial arts skills all over the world, but he embroidered this Taoist robe for the old Taoist. It is really precious."
He originally wanted to put it away, but found that Song Yuanqiao and others were not there, so he let the third generation disciple take it, but he was afraid. The people who taught the Emei sect were unhappy. While he was pondering, Chu Pingsheng took out an exquisite sandalwood gift box and opened it. There were sixteen jade ornaments of different colors inside.
"This... is too precious." Zhang Sanfeng was shocked again, thinking that after seeing all the Jianghu gangs inside and outside Zixiao Palace, only the people from the Emei faction sincerely went up the mountain to wish him a birthday.
Before Master Jingxuan could reply, Chu Pingsheng pretended not to know that the two factions of Shaolin and Wudang were already at war with each other, and interjected: "Master Zhang, I would like to take the liberty to ask, I saw that many people came to the mountain to celebrate their birthdays, and the Wudang faction received a lot of gifts. Well, I don’t know how valuable the jade and Taoist robes of our Emei sect rank.”
This statement sounds like it was driven by vanity by the young Emei sect, but the leader of the Kunlun sect is sitting not far away. The expressions of Menhe Taichong and Kongtong Five Elders were very ugly.
Kong, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, heard that the city was very deep, but there was no expression on his face.
Zhang Sanfeng said kindly: "On the birthday of the old Taoist, you are considered a distinguished guest if you come to Wudang Mountain to support me. Even a simple congratulation is enough to show your sincerity. How dare you force a gift."
"That's it. He said that no sect’s birthday gifts are more valuable than those of our Emei sect.” After Chu Pingsheng finished speaking, he looked at the five elders of Kongtong sect with a sneer on his face: “Senior of the Kongtong sect, my uncle told me that there is something extremely wrong with us going up the mountain in a hurry. I want to present the precious and fresh gift to Mr. Zhang. It turns out that it is not the case. Then I am curious. As the Six Righteous Sects that are as famous as Wudang Mountain, what kind of birthday gift did you give?”
This kind of thing... can you ask it openly?
Zhang Mu, the head of the Wushan Sect, looked at him again and again. After discovering that he was a sixteen-year-old boy, his expression softened.
Young people from Shaocheng Prefecture can be forgiven for speaking frankly. The Emei Sect arrived late, so it is normal for them not to know what happened just now.
Ji Xiaofu and Huang Xing didn’t think so. Looking at the five Kongtong elders with expressions as if they were swallowing toads alive, they felt that this nephew Chu was really...retribution must be meted out. These five old men were on the mountain road. Shang Yin and Yang was angry with them, and Chu Pingsheng made them look embarrassed in public.
(End of this chapter)