Chapter 197 Bloody Night at Songshan

After the affairs of Mount Hua were settled, Zhu Chengwu took Wang Taoshan, Yang Yanwu, Cui Shuyun, Yue Buqun, and Feng Buping down Mount Hua and headed straight for Mount Song.

"Feng Buping, my Songshan Sect has tried our best to help you. I even sent Junior Brother Ding to assist you personally. Is this how you repay me? You are so heartless!"

Amidst the blood, Zuo Lengchan looked at Zhu Chengwu and his group with sad and angry eyes. Finally, he shifted his gaze to Feng Buping of the Huashan Sword Sect, with whom he had some interactions.

"Old thief Zuo, what are you planning in your mind? Do you think I don't know? You said you would help me, you said you would help me regain the position of the leader of Huashan Sect. You just want to use me to weaken the power of Huashan Sect and prepare for your merger of the Five Mountains Sects? Since we are all using each other, why pretend to be so loyal?"

Feng Buping looked at Zuo Lengchan in front of him with disdain.

Feng Buping is not a fool. The reason why he did not expose Zuo Lengchan's plan in the past was simply because Zuo Lengchan's plan was also beneficial to him in his current situation.

But now the situation has changed, and Feng Buping's position has also changed.

"Marquis Fu'an, I, Zuo Lengchan, believe that I am no less capable than those two crooked men, Feng Buping and Yue Buqun. My Songshan Sect is even stronger than their Huashan Sect! Why didn't you choose my Songshan Sect as your partner, but the Huashan Sect?"

Seeing that he could not persuade Feng Buping and was instead defeated by Feng Buping, Zuo Lengchan turned around and looked at Zhu Chengwu and asked.

"Master Zuo, you are indeed gifted. Whether in martial arts training or in developing your sect, you are a top choice. But unfortunately, everything is based on timing and first come first served! Who let Senior Feng Qingyang come before you?"

In response to Zuo Lengchan's question, Zhu Chengwu gave a direct answer with a sigh.

As the man was about to die, Zhu Chengwu didn't mind letting Zuo Lengchan be a ghost who knew the truth.

Feng Buping, who was standing aside, looked at Zhu Chengwu who spoke so straightforwardly and did not refute Zuo Lengchan's words that he and Yue Buqun could not catch up with Zuo Lengchan. Not only did he have no grudges in his heart, but he also felt that it was as he expected.

After spending these days together, combined with Feng Qingyang's evaluation of Zhu Chengwu after their initial communication, Feng Buping already had a rough idea of ​​Zhu Chengwu's character.

Straight ball!

A complete straight shot!
Absolutely straight forward!
More than 20 years ago, Zhu Chengwu, the Marquis of Fu'an, liked to lay everything out on the table.

More than 20 years have passed, and Zhu Chengwu, the Marquis of Fu'an, has not only become more powerful, but his way of speaking and communicating has also become more straightforward, and he no longer cares about other people's inner thoughts and emotional fluctuations.

But, that’s true!
Thinking about it more carefully, Feng Buping felt that if he had Zhu Chengwu's current strength, he would hate beating around the bush even more than Zhu Chengwu and would care even less about other people's emotional changes.

It was precisely because he had noticed Zhu Chengwu's current character that Feng Buping appeared so tough and gave such a blunt answer when facing Zuo Lengchan's questioning just now.

All of this was Feng Buping trying to get closer to Zhu Chengwu and show his goodwill to him.

“Haha… I never thought that the final demise of my Songshan Sect was actually due to the friendship left by the deceased Feng Qingyang!

Hypocrites, real villains, I, Zuo Lengchan, did not lose to you, I only lost to Feng Qingyang and Fu'an Hou!"

Hearing Zhu Chengwu's words, Zuo Lengchan, the head of the Songshan Sect and the current leader of the Five Mountains Alliance, once again glanced at the Songshan Sect headquarters which was littered with corpses. Finally, he turned his gaze to Yue Buqun and Feng Buping, and uttered an unwilling and angry self-defense.

"Marquis Fu'an, come on! This is a good opportunity for me to test your absolute strength as the best in the world!"

Knowing that there was no chance of escape today and not wanting to escape alone after the destruction of the Songshan Sect, Zuo Lengchan issued a final challenge to Zhu Chengwu.

Bang~~

Zuo Lengchan resolutely shattered his Dantian meridians, pushing all his true Qi to the extreme, in order to maximize the output of true Qi in an instant.

Then came Zuo Lengchan’s highest achievement in martial arts practice - the Ice Palm.

"With the destruction of Songshan Sect today, Huashan Sect will once again become the leader of the Five Mountains! This can be considered as a small tribute to the spirit of Senior Feng Qingyang in heaven!"

However, facing Zuo Lengchan's desperate move, Zhu Chengwu still seemed nonchalant, and still had enough energy to turn around and communicate with Yue Buqun and Feng Buping.

Then Zhu Chengwu's true energy burst out, and the extremely cold ice first turned into water under the scorching sun and fire, then turned into gas, and finally evaporated into air.

Not only was the Ice Palm unable to block Zhu Chengwu's blazing sun fire, even Zuo Lengchan himself was burned to ashes by the blazing sun fire that instantly attacked him.

The only sound left in the air was Zuo Lengchan's final wail as he was burned by the scorching sun's flames.

Seeing Zhu Chengwu burnt Zuo Lengchan, a junior master who had risen to fame in the last twenty years, into ashes with ease, Wang Taoshan, Yang Yanwu, Cui Shuyun, Yue Buqun and Feng Buping, who had served as executioners on the spot, all had obvious shock in their eyes.

Whether in the Elbrus Mountains, at the gate of Xuzhou City, or in the front mountain of Huashan, Wang Taoshan, Yang Yanwu, Cui Shujun, Yue Buqun, and Feng Buping have all seen Zhu Chengwu demonstrate his overwhelming martial arts at least once, but now seeing it again with their own eyes, Wang Taoshan and others couldn't help but be surprised.

At the same time, the slight feeling of resentment in Wang Taoshan and Yang Yanwu's hearts that the Grandmaster Yang Shen was forced to become a thug and executioner and was dissatisfied with the small Songshan Sect was once again suppressed by themselves.

Zhu Chengwu is too strong now. We can’t afford to offend him! We can’t afford to offend him!

Even though the world is big enough to accommodate billions of people, big enough for them to sink like a drop of water into the sea, they are different from the solitary Narcissus. They all have ties and fetters to the Ming Dynasty, and cannot just take care of themselves like Narcissus and disappear without a trace.

"Let's go! Next stop, Shaolin Temple!"

After Zhu Chengwu used the blazing sun fire to set the entire Songshan garrison on fire, he led Wang Taoshan and others and turned away.

...

Just as Zhu Chengwu was heading towards the Shaolin Temple, the shocking fire from the Songshan Sect had already attracted the attention of the Shaolin monks who were also in the Songshan Mountain Range and were keeping a close eye on the movements of the Songshan Sect.

"Uncle Wuxiang, Junior Brother Fangyuan, Junior Brother Fangsheng, could the sudden change in Songshan Sect be related to the reappearance of Marquis Fu'an?"

Shaolin Abbot Fang Zheng Zen Master is discussing with several Shaolin Temple senior officials in the Main Hall.

"Brother Fang Zheng, Songshan Sect is a newly rising sect. It has only been less than 20 years since its rise. At that time, Marquis Fu'an had already disappeared. There was no grudge or worry between them. How could the sudden change in Songshan Sect be related to Marquis Fu'an? Brother Fang Zheng, I think you were frightened by Marquis Fu'an. You think too much!"

The speaker was the current head of the Luohan Hall at Shaolin Temple, Zen Master Fangsheng, who had just entered the realm of junior grandmaster less than three years ago.

Zen Master Fangsheng is also the most outstanding disciple of the only surviving monk Wuxiang among the three great monks of the previous generation of Shaolin.

Although it had been decided long ago that Fang Sheng would be the first in Luohan Fist, Fang Sheng's recent achievement of the combat power of a junior grandmaster was also thanks to Zhu Chengwu.

Twenty-five years ago, Zhu Chengwu fought with the four great masters of Shaolin Temple. Among the three great monks of the older generation of Shaolin Temple who fought with Zhu Chengwu at the beginning, the monk Wuwo was killed on the spot, and the monk Wuse was disabled and seriously injured. He entered Nirvana within a few years after returning to Shaolin Temple.

At this point, the only remaining monk of the previous generation of Shaolin Temple's three great monks was the formless monk who specialized in the Golden Bell Cover.

Relying on his status as the only remaining one of the three great monks of Shaolin Temple, and without the constraints of his senior brother Wu Se and junior brother Wu Wo, the monk Wu Xiang secured a lot of resources and preferential treatment for his disciple, Zen Master Fang Zheng.

It is because of this that Fang Sheng, who has always been inferior to Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng among the new generation, has been able to achieve the level of a junior grandmaster in recent years.

Of course, even if Fang Sheng achieved the level of a junior grandmaster, he would still not be as good as Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng.

After all, twenty-five years ago, when the three great monks of Shaolin Temple led Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng to intercept Zhu Chengwu at Yantai Pass, Fang Yuan had already achieved the realm of a grandmaster and became the only grandmaster besides the three great monks of Shaolin Temple. Zen Master Fang Zheng had also achieved the realm of a minor grandmaster at that time and took over the position of abbot of Shaolin.

Zen Master Fang Sheng has achieved the realm of a minor master in recent years, but he has barely narrowed the gap between him and Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng. This is how martial arts practice is in this world. There is no such thing as getting more powerful as you get older, and there is no such thing as not despising the poor in old age. There is only fame at a young age.

When a person is forty or fifty years old and has not yet become a master or minor master, his life is almost fixed.

Zen Master Fang Sheng was able to achieve the status of a minor grandmaster at the age of sixty or seventy, and narrow the gap between him and Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng, all thanks to the rare resources of the Shaolin Temple that his master, the divine monk Wuxiang, had secured for him, and the reality that the breakthrough between the first-class realm and the minor grandmaster realm did not require the foundation to make a major breakthrough.

"Brother Fang Sheng, I don't think so. Marquis Fu'an and my Shaolin Temple have a deep grudge against each other! Facing the now reappearing, even more powerful Marquis Fu'an, we can never be too careful!"

Fang Sheng felt that the abbot was being too cautious, but Fang Yuan felt that the abbot should be even more vigilant.

As a survivor of the battle with Zhu Chengwu twenty-five years ago, Zen Master Fang Yuan knew deeply how terrifying Zhu Chengwu was.

"Master, Senior Brother Fang Yuan, Senior Brother Fang Zheng, is Marquis Fu'an really that scary?"

Fang Sheng understood what Fang Yuan meant.

However, Fang Sheng, who had never experienced Zhu Chengwu's terror personally, never understood why his master Wuxiang and his senior brothers Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng attached so much importance to Marquis Fu'an, even to the point of fear.

"Junior Brother Fang Sheng, Marquis Fu'an is far more terrifying than you can imagine!"

The abbot, Zen Master Fangzheng, answered Fangsheng's questions.

To be honest, Fang Zheng looked down on Fang Sheng a little.

As the most outstanding disciples of one of the three great monks, Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng had a lot of contact.

But after getting to know him, Fang Zheng had understood a reality decades ago, that is, Fang Sheng was just an ordinary warrior with a little talent.

His talent in martial arts is far behind Fang Yuan, who has already achieved the Grandmaster level, and even compared to Fang Zheng, there is still a big gap.

But it was such a Fang Sheng, relying on his ability to flatter, who actually became the most favored among Master Wuxiang's many disciples.

Uncle Wuxiang poured almost as many resources as Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng into Fang Sheng's body, but the final result was that when Fang Yuan became a grandmaster and Fang Zheng became a junior grandmaster, Fang Sheng was still just an ordinary first-rate master.

Being first-rate is not bad in the martial arts world, but as the next generation pillar that Shaolin Temple has been fully training, Fang Sheng's performance is obviously unsatisfactory.

Afterwards, Master Wuwo died in battle, Uncle Wuse was seriously injured and finally entered Nirvana. Uncle Wuxiang, relying on his status as the only elder, spent countless resources of Shaolin Temple in the past twenty years, and finally forced Fang Sheng to the level of junior grandmaster.

Master Fangzheng, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, felt that it was because Junior Brother Fangsheng had wasted too many resources that no new Grand Master had been born in the Shaolin Temple for nearly thirty years. The temple could only rely on its uncle Wuxiang Shenseng and its senior brother Master Fangyuan to suppress Shaolin's strength.

There are two masters, one old and one middle, but no new master has been born in the new generation.

The current situation of Shaolin Temple is almost identical to the situation faced by Wudang Sect 25 years ago.

However, although Fang Zheng had some ideas in his mind, he was restricted by his status as the elder of the Wuxiang Divine Monk and his current position as the abbot, so many things had to be suppressed in his heart and could not be revealed.

Although Fang Sheng wasted a lot of resources of Shaolin Temple, he is now the fourth fighting force of Shaolin Temple after his uncle Wuxiang, senior brother Fang Yuan, and himself Fang Zheng. As the abbot of Shaolin, Fang Zheng needs to unite Fang Sheng.

"Uncle Wuxiang, you have been silent, but what have you thought of?"

Just when Zen Master Fangzheng was feeling uneasy, Zen Master Fangyuan beside him suddenly turned to look at his uncle, the monk Wuxiang, and asked.

"Nothing... I was just thinking about Marquis Fu'an and Feng Qingyang, as well as the Huashan Sect and the Songshan Sect!"

His thoughts were interrupted by Zen Master Fang Yuan. The monk Wu Xiang looked up at Fang Yuan, Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng, the three pillars of the next generation of Shaolin Temple, and answered like this.

"Master, are you saying that the commotion at Songshan Sect just now might have been caused by Marquis Fu'an, and the cause was the Huashan Divine Sword Feng Qingyang, who had a close relationship with him 25 years ago, and the Huashan Sect?
But is this possible? Just because of the friendship from more than 20 years ago, is it possible to attack the Songshan Sect, a leading sect in the martial arts world?"

Zen Master Fangsheng heard the hidden meaning in the words of his master, the monk Wuxiang.

"If that's the case, then we must wake up all the monks now and step up alert!"

Zen Master Fangsheng could understand the meaning of the words of the Divine Monk Wuxiang, so how could Zen Master Fangzheng, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, not understand it?

Moreover, as the abbot of Shaolin, Master Fangzheng, after hearing the hidden meaning in the words of the monk Wuxiang, he immediately responded.

"Don't bother, we're coming!"

When Zen Master Fang Zheng was about to walk out of the main hall and wake up the monks in the temple to be on guard, a familiar voice that had not been heard for a long time interrupted his actions.

Then, Zhu Chengwu's body floated, and he took a step forward, covering more than ten feet at a time, and stepped into the main hall where Zen Master Fangzheng and other Shaolin high-level officials were meeting.

"Marquis Fu'an?"

The three eminent monks Wuxiang, Fangyuan and Fangzheng in the main hall, when they saw Zhu Chengwu, immediately matched Zhu Chengwu's current appearance with the appearance they had in their nightmares twenty-five years ago, and were immediately shocked.

In fact, not only twenty-five years ago, but even during the twenty-five years when Zhu Chengwu disappeared, Zhu Chengwu's shadow would appear from time to time in the minds of the three monks Wuxiang, Fangyuan and Fangzheng.

After the news of Zhu Chengwu's reappearance in the world recently came out, the frequency of Zhu Chengwu appearing in Wuxiang, Fangyuan and Fangzheng's minds has increased dramatically.

In addition to the three eminent monks Wuxiang, Fangyuan and Fangzheng who recognized Zhu Chengwu, the expression of another Shaolin high-ranking monk in the main hall - Master Fangsheng - also became solemn.

One reason was that the changes in the expressions of Master Wuxiang and senior brothers Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng had already shown that Zhu Chengwu was not easy to deal with.

Secondly, even if we ignore the changes in the expressions of Master Wuxiang and Senior Brothers Fangyuan and Fangzheng, just looking at the way Zhu Chengwu appeared, the fact that Zhu Chengwu is an enemy, not a friend, and is extremely difficult to deal with is already obvious.

"Marquis Fu'an, what are you doing in our Shaolin Temple?"

As the oldest person in the audience, the Wuxiang monk stood up first and questioned Zhu Chengwu.

Although the monk Wuxiang has selfish motives, it must be said that he has real feelings for Shaolin Temple and he understands when it is his turn to sacrifice and step forward.

"Divine monk Wu Xiang, why are you asking when you already know the answer? It's time for us to settle the old score from 25 years ago!"

Zhu Chengwu sneered, then his face darkened and he said so.

As Zhu Chengwu finished speaking, flames appeared around him.

The raging flames enveloped Zhu Chengwu, making him look like a god of fire.

This is exactly what Zhu Chengwu did when he pushed the blazing sun fire to the extreme.

After all, Shaolin Temple is a thousand-year-old sect. Throughout history, it has produced many masters and even great masters. The founder of the temple is an unparalleled great master like Bodhidharma.

Zhu Chengwu had to be more cautious about Shaolin Temple!
After all, Zhu Chengwu doesn't want to end up in a ditch.

(End of this chapter)