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Someone like Lu Xuan, who reached the pinnacle of cultivation in his teens and could see through his own changes at a glance, and then pin him to the ground and beat him up, can't be considered human.
Zhou Sheng tried countless methods, even transforming into a pangolin to infiltrate, but he was still discovered.
I tried hundreds of methods over several years, but all of them failed.
Even now, seeing Lu Xuan descend the mountain, Zhou Sheng still hesitates.
Could this be another trap that kid has dug for himself?
Zhou Sheng was extremely cautious.
Only after flying around Wudang and confirming that Lu Xuan was really gone, and that even the Qi had completely disappeared, did they breathe a sigh of relief.
It seems that kid really did come down the mountain.
Zhou Sheng let out a long breath and transformed into a cloud of black smoke, rushing into Wudang.
The moment I stepped into the Wudang territory, I suddenly heard the sound of a sword ringing in my ears.
"what happened?"
Zhou Sheng looked around, his gaze finally landing on the South Rock Palace, where a seemingly ordinary sword hung on the rock.
The sword's cry emanated from that ordinary-looking sword.
This sword has been hanging there for hundreds of years, and Zhou Sheng is very familiar with it.
"When that kid came down the mountain, wasn't he carrying Lu Zu's sword?"
Zhou Sheng thought to himself, "Holy crap!"
The sound of swords still lingered in his ears when streaks of sword energy appeared out of thin air, instantly enveloping Zhou Sheng's body.
Zhou Sheng transformed into black mist once more and hurriedly flew away from Wudang Mountain.
He knew Lu Xuan's cultivation level all too well. Lu Xuan's previous cultivation level had already surpassed his own, and now he estimated that Lu Xuan had reached the Tongtian level.
Faced with Lu Xuan's sword light, one can only dodge or escape. If one were to bite the bullet and take the hit head-on, one would immediately be forced to stand still.
An invisible sword aura chased after Zhou Sheng, slashing and hacking until Zhou Sheng flew out of the Wudang Mountain area.
Zhou Sheng was grimacing and looked utterly disheveled as he was slashed by the sword energy.
"Damn it, this kid really did have a backup plan."
Lu Xuan seemed to sense something and turned to look in the direction of Wudang.
In this world, choices about good and evil, and about one's stance, are like left and right; once one side is chosen, the other must be rejected.
Lu Xuan grew up in Wudang and regarded Wudang as his home, so naturally he disliked Zhou Sheng, who was a mean-spirited and heartless fellow.
Comprehending the Feng Hou Qi Men is nothing special. The three elders of Wudang were trapped in the inner realm, which was their own choice. Zhou Sheng did nothing wrong in these matters.
His mistake was choosing the wrong path, especially in that chaotic era when he chose to side with the Thirty-Six Thieves.
No matter what reason or cause you give.
Since he chose to betray his sect and become sworn brothers with Quanxing, and since he chose to regard a group of thieves as his brothers, it means that he has given up Wudang.
Not belonging to Wudang, so naturally not qualified to enter Wudang Mountain.
"You should be glad you didn't disgrace Wudang."
"Otherwise you would already be dead... Zhou Sheng."
Lu Xuan's expression was cold and stern as he muttered to himself.
"This Taoist priest?"
The security guard, noticing Lu Xuan's absent-mindedness, interrupted his cold demeanor.
"Master, your sword won't pass security!"
"Ah? What did you say?"
Lu Xuan, regaining his senses: "(⊙_☉)?"
Chapter 10: If you have something to say, just say it's Longhu Mountain.
"This is wrong!"
Lu Xuan sat cross-legged in the shade under the overpass, next to a flag that read "I Ching Numerology".
Logically speaking, after descending the mountain, one should not claim to be invincible or unrivaled.
It should have caused a tremor in his body, and all the onlookers should have been shocked.
How come we're out of money?
That's right, Lu Xuan has encountered an epic problem: he's out of money.
In Lu Xuan's mind, his master, his nephew, and all the younger generation of Wudang would definitely take advantage of his inattention to stuff travel money into his bag.
Even before descending the mountain, Lu Xuan deliberately placed his bundle in the main hall, waiting for everyone to put money inside.
Given the depth of his relationship with the Wudang disciples, he thought his bag should be stuffed full of money by them, so why wasn't there a single penny?
Could it be that I haven't had enough time to unpack my baggage?
Or are they all just too poor?
Lu Xuan scratched his chin.
I have such good relationships with people, surely it's not because they're unwilling to give me money?
After finally getting through security, Lu Xuan realized that he only had enough money on him to buy a train ticket.
Then the problem is coming...
How do I get to Shanxi?
Option 1: Fly there.
Lu Xuan opened the map and looked in the direction of Yongle Palace.
The straight-line distance from here to Yongle Palace is only a few hundred kilometers; at my current speed, I should be able to…
A buzzing sound started in my ears.
Lu Xuan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a drone flying overhead.
A slightly muffled sound.
A flash of fire appeared over the drone before it crashed to the ground and broke apart.
Lu Xuan: "(⊙_☉)?"
Turning around, one of the police officers was carrying equipment that looked like a rocket launcher.
The loudspeaker behind them was still broadcasting slogans prohibiting drone flights.
It was their equipment that shot down the drone just now.
I watched as the person who had just flown the drone was taken away by the police.
Lu Xuan: "..."
Forgot about air traffic control.
Just as the ultimate authority to be confronted in tomb raiding is the public security agency, air traffic control has ruined my dream of flying on a sword.
Option 1 failed.
Option 2: Scam money on the spot.
With my silver tongue, setting up a stall right here and swindling some travel expenses would be a piece of cake.
Lu Xuan pulled out the Divine Calculator flag he had prepared long ago, ready to make a big splash.
"Begging, street performances, and setting up stalls are strictly prohibited inside the train station..."
Suddenly, an announcement came from behind me.
Lu Xuan: "?"
Turning around, I saw the same group of police officers from before.
Police officer: "(?_?)"
路玄：“(?_ ? ) ”
Their eyes met, and the police officer's gaze gradually turned serious after he saw the flag in Lu Xuan's hand.
Police officer: "(￣︿￣)"
Lu Xuan: "..."
He silently stuffed the flag back into his bag.
Option 2 failed.
Feeling the increasingly serious gaze of the police officers behind him, Lu Xuan silently queued up and bought a train ticket to Shanxi, and that's how he arrived here.
"Is this reasonable?"
Lu Xuan let out such a sigh.
"Hey! Young master, can you read my palm?"
A red-haired girl wearing sunglasses happened to walk by and her eyes lit up when she saw Lu Xuan.
That Taoist priest is so handsome!
He took two steps to stand in front of Lu Xuan, extended his hand, and looked at him with a teasing expression.
Lu Xuan didn't even lift his eyelids. He took the girl's hand, examined her for a moment, and then looked very serious.
"According to your palmistry, you're facing a calamity today!"
"Master, you're not going to say that this calamity was meant for you, are you?"
The red-haired girl withdrew her hand with a look of suspicion.
She didn't believe Lu Xuan to begin with, and now she believes him even less.
Looking at Lu Xuan's excessively young and handsome face, the girl seemed to understand something.