Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, a myth alive in today's martial arts.

This is also the only land true immortal recognized by everyone on the rivers and lakes.

From the beginning of the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, it has survived to the present, to be precise, it should be from the end of the Southern Song Dynasty.

has lived for so long, but if there is nothing wrong, everyone knows that this old man will never be an ordinary person.

Many great masters will only be in the eyes of everyone in the rivers and lakes for a maximum of fifty years, and only this one will appear in Wudang from time to time.

The people of the Demon Dao will choose Shaolin to announce their arrival, but they will never choose Wudang.

"Oh?"

"Wu Anhou is so sure of Lao Dao's identity?"

The old man looked at Lin Mang with a smile on his face, and there was amazement in his eyes.

Lin Mang smiled, put the knife into the sheath, and said calmly: "In the whole world now, there are not many people who can make Ben Hou feel a sense of crisis."

Even the Great Masters of the Three Realms, no one could give him such a terrifying feeling like an abyss.

And this Taoist robe, who has this kind of bearing in the Dao Gate, thinks that there is only that martial arts myth.

"Haha!"

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help laughing, stroked his beard and said, "Is this a boast?"

But even he had to admit that this new marquis of the imperial court was indeed extraordinary.

Lin Mang said in a deep voice: "Zhang Zhenren deliberately brought Ben Hou here, I don't know what advice he has?"

This is what he really doesn't understand.

Although Taoists pay attention to quiet and inaction, and everyone likes to hide in the deep mountains and old forests to cultivate, they will not really have no ideas in the battle for Taoism.

The controversy between Taoism and Buddhism has existed since ancient times.

But with Zhang Sanfeng's status in the rivers and lakes, he will not easily interfere in the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

It must not be a simple matter to let this person go down the mountain in person.

What's more, if you want to stop yourself from slaughtering Shaolin, you will do it before, not after you have slaughtered the Shaolin monks.

"I can't talk about advice."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said, "Master Lin doesn't have to think about it, I don't have the idea of interfering in the matter of Shaolin."

Lin Mang frowned slightly.

Zhang Sanfeng looked in the direction of the Shaolin Temple with his hands in his hand, and asked with a smile, "Marquis Lin, did you say that Shaolin was really destroyed?"

"What do you mean?" Lin Mang's expression was slightly condensed.

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and didn't answer, but said with a smile: "I heard that Marquis Lin has been to Longhu Mountain."

"You should have seen the secret realm of Dragon Tiger Mountain, right?"

Lin Mang's expression moved slightly, glanced in the direction of Shaolin, and asked, "Shaolin too?"

After Southern Shaolin was destroyed, he sent people to look for it, but they didn't find anything.

Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile: "Shaolin was built in the Northern Wei Dynasty, Longhu Mountain has it, and Shaolin naturally has it."

"Guess, does Shaolin have any Heavenly Realm powerhouses?"

"Huh?" Lin Mang frowned slightly, and looked at Zhang Sanfeng with a smile on his face in surprise.

Zhang Sanfeng will never let go without it, since he said this, there must be something.

But if there really is, why is there no rumor on the rivers and lakes?

And when he slaughtered Shaolin disciples, he didn't seem to have seen his move.

Wait a minute......

Lin Mangmeng's reaction was solemn, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

After his death, the power of the Bodhidharma Thirty-Three Days Sword that he had previously slashed increased strangely.

That sword had long exceeded the power that the Heavenly and Human Realm should have.

Could it be ......

Seeing Lin Mang's expression change, Zhang Sanfeng knew that he had already guessed.

Whether it is the imperial court or the rivers and lakes, there is actually a kind of identity discrimination.

Those who are from a big faction will always look down on those characters who are at the bottom of the rivers and lakes.

Even if those people are extremely good.

Even though Lin Mang is now the Marquis of Wu'an, there are still many rumors in the rivers and lakes, and many people disdain him.

Why?

Because

His origins.

As everyone knows, how extraordinary it is to be able to go from a brocade guard Xiaoqi to today's status.

Such a character, in troubled times, is the hero of the world, and can determine the world.

When the Ming Dynasty was founded, who would have thought that the cattle herding baby in the field would have future achievements.

Back then, who competed with him for the world, which one's identity was not more noble than him, but in the end they all became dust in history.

Lin Mang raised his eyes to look at Zhang Sanfeng and asked, "Is it the sword from before?"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded with a smile and said, "That's right."

"That last sword, the one who shot it was a true Buddha."

"You took the sword, so they didn't strike again."

"Of course, it's the same old way that I'm here."

"They?"

Lin Mang was stunned for a while, his eyes were shocked.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Lin Mang with a smile and said, "Does Marquis Lin really think that Shaolin is really like this?"

"Then you despise it too much."

"Tracing its history, it can be counted from the Northern Wei Dynasty, when Bodhidharma, the twenty-eighth generation of the Buddha of Gamuni, came to Shaolin and preached Zen Buddhism for the first time."

"Therefore, Shaolin Temple is also known as the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism by Buddhism, and it has a very high status in the entire Buddhism."

"In the Tang Dynasty, Buddhism reached an extremely prosperous status, and there were many outstanding people."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed and sighed lightly: "At that time, the battle between Buddhism and Taoism was the loss of the Daomen."

is the same Daomen, if you really don't care, it must be impossible.

"The dynasty has changed several times, but Shaolin has always existed, even if it is as strong as the Yuan Court, it is only a joint tantric sect to seal the mountain."

"When the Yuan Court was at its peak, the Iron Cavalry was powerful all over the world, but it did not exterminate Shaolin."

"Tantra's grudge against Shaolin is no less than yours."

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Lin Mang deeply, took out a wine gourd out of nowhere, and took a sip with a smile.

If you want to exterminate Shaolin, Tantra will never be less than Lin Mang.

The dispute between the two sides is not an exaggeration to say that it is a struggle of life and death.

But even so, at the beginning, Yuan Ting would give Shaolin a few thin noodles, and he did not do it, because he was afraid of Shaolin's strength.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Lin Mang with a smile and said, "Master Lin, I have to say that what you have done is quite bold."

With tens of thousands of troops, it came in such a mighty way.

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Wu Anhou acted without scruples, which is not false at all.

The ignorant are fearless......

Of course, this is not to belittle Lin Mang, but just a more appropriate description.

Lin Mang chuckled and said, "It's nothing more than becoming a king and defeating a villain."

In fact, before he came, he had already considered the existence of land true immortals in Shaolin.

It was only the attitude of a few people that made him feel that there was no land true immortal in Shaolin.

If there is, you can't watch Shaolin fall with your own eyes, right?

But now Zhang Sanfeng's words have made him puzzled.

Lin Mang was puzzled: "Ben Hou has something to understand, since Shaolin's Tongtian Realm has already been attacked, why don't you want to show up?"

"Marquis Lin wants to ask, why can't they show up?"

Zhang Sanfeng asked rhetorically.

With Lin Mang's mind, he will definitely be able to guess the key to this.

Who really wants to watch their sect be destroyed?

Lin Mang bowed slightly.

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and smiled: "Today's Shaolin seems to be dead, but in fact it is not."

"Marquis Lin, since you were born in the imperial court, you should also know how the family behind those hundred officials in the court is inherited, right?"

Lin Mang's expression moved slightly, and his eyes were surprised.

The big families are basically scattered in various places, even if they stand in line with the court, they will never bet on the whole family.

That's what they've always been for.

In the end, no matter what

If one side wins, the family lineage will not be severed.

When Zhu Di seized the throne, there was a situation where people from one family appeared in two camps.

Even when they attacked each other, they didn't spare any hands.

This is the survival of the family!

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the temple in the distance and said calmly: "There are many temples in the world, and Shaolin is the head of Buddhism, but few people know that the abbots of those temples are almost all from Shaolin."

"Many temple monks also go to Shaolin regularly to practice."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and quipped, "You say, are they considered Shaolin disciples?"

"Is Shaolin really dead?"

Lin Mang was slightly stunned.

He understood what Zhang Sanfeng meant.

Today, it seems that Shaolin has been destroyed, but it is not really completely destroyed.

The smile on Zhang Sanfeng's face suddenly disappeared, and he said calmly: "Shaolin should have this catastrophe!"

"This is the calamity left by the old Heavenly Master of Dragon and Tiger Mountain."

"This involves some secret things between the Taoist Gate and the Buddhist Gate."

"With the luck of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Dao for thousands of years, in exchange for today's Shaolin catastrophe."

"When they shot once, they broke the rules."

The theory of luck has always been mysterious, some people believe it, some people don't believe it, but it can't be denied that this thing does exist.

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Lin Mang and said with a smile, "It seems that Marquis Lin didn't get what Liu Bowen left."

Some things are also recorded in the imperial court.

Lin Mang did not interject, but waited for Zhang Sanfeng's next words.

At this moment, a whirlpool suddenly appeared in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, as deep as the sea.

Vortex upside down, control the mind!

In an instant, Lin Mang found that the scene in front of him had changed.

The surrounding rocks and trees are gone.

In its place is a black and white world.

He stood at the junction of the two, and the whole world seemed to have no boundaries.

Zhang Sanfeng's voice sounded out of thin air, as if coming from outside the sky, vast.

Lin Mang looked up, and the boy hole shrank.

At the top of the firmament, there is a blue ocean, and a fishing boat is moving forward in the waves.

It seems very close, but it feels like it is thousands of miles away.

On the boat, Zhang Sanfeng held a fishing hook in his hand and said slowly, "Master Lin, can you have some understanding?"

An ethereal voice seemed to come from the clouds, echoing in my ears.

Lin Mang frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "No."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled lightly, didn't say much, went away by boat, and said, "Marquis Lin might as well go again."

Hearing this, Lin Mang stepped on the white realm in front of him.

In an instant, the aura in his body skyrocketed, his qi and blood roared, and his whole body seemed to have infinite power.

In a single thought, the world is under control!

Lin Mang's face was shocked.

As he continued to move forward, the strength in his body became more and more majestic, which was a feeling he had never felt before.

But soon, a flash of black appeared in the line of sight ahead.

Lin Mang pondered for a moment and no longer moved forward, but took a step back.

But at that moment, his power quickly disappeared, and he fell from the Heavenly and Human Realm to the Grandmaster.

The loss of power made him feel like a mirror.

The whole world was boundless, and he walked for a long time until he became an ordinary person.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng's voice came again.

"Marquis Lin, can you have some understanding?"

Lin Mang didn't answer, but looked at the floating fish hook above his head and grabbed it.

"Haha!"

Zhang Sanfeng laughed with a smile on his face, stroked his beard and smiled, "What a Wu'an Hou!"

The moment the words fell, everything around him changed again.

It's no longer a black and white world, but

Black and white.

Zhang Sanfeng stood in front of him and said calmly, "This is the secret of the heavens!"

"Celestials, celestials, one step forward is heaven, and one step back is man."

"But in the end, it is still a human being, and only by going upwards can you get rid of it."

Zhang Sanfeng looked back, looked at Lin Mang, and said with a smile, "Marquis Lin should have heard that the martial arts powerhouses of the Tongtian Realm are called land true immortals!"

"But it's not."

"Those who remain in the human world are the true immortals of the land, and those who leave are already immortals in the clouds."

Lin Mang was surprised and said, "Could it be that there are really immortals?"

"Huh!" Zhang Sanfeng sneered and said disdainfully, "It's just a title."

"It's just some inhuman monster who practices martial arts."

"They are not immortals, there are no immortals in this world."

Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hand, and the table, chair and chessboard appeared in front of him, and made a gesture to Lin Mang.

Lin Mang was slightly surprised, and then sat down.

Zhang Sanfeng picked up a chess piece with his fingertips and fell into the chessboard, and said calmly: "In Taoist remarks, there is a theory of jumping out of the Three Realms and the inside and outside, and Buddhism also has the theory of the 33 Buddha Realms."

"As you have just seen, the world is divided into two poles, and we are below, and there is one above us."

"The secret realm of Dragon Tiger Mountain is a broken world, and it has long lost its original charm."

Lin Mang was silent.

He had already heard what Zhang Sanfeng meant.

"Does Ascension really exist?"

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Lin Mang and said with a smile, "Don't think too much."

"In fact, the so-called ascension, that is, is just a myth that the world has put on it."

The corners of Lin Mang's mouth moved slightly, and he glanced at Zhang Sanfeng speechlessly.

Some things are definitely not as simple as Zhang Sanfeng said.

It can only be said that the level is different.

In the eyes of the world, the land true immortals above the heavens and men can be called invincible figures in the world.

Even Taoists are not pursuing ascension.

As if he knew what Lin Mang was thinking, Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said, "Look at how you understand it."

"My ascension is a kind of detachment, but in the eyes of the world, ascension is actually just a change from one place to another."

"It's like the imperial palace, how can ordinary people enter, and the only one who can stay in it is the emperor."

"The people inside want to get out, and the people outside want to go in."

Lin Mang's movements in his hands paused slightly, and he looked at Zhang Sanfeng in surprise.

It's a fitting analogy.

"Lord Lin, if you look carefully at the history books, you will find that in troubled times, there will always be many heroes in this world, and there are many heroes in the rivers and lakes."

"Today's various factions in the rivers and lakes, many of them no longer have great grandmasters, and some only have one or two left, and in the rivers and lakes in the past fifty years, there are less than one great grandmasters."

"But at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, it wasn't like that."

"Some people say that the times make heroes, which may have some truth, but it is also bullshit."

The corners of Lin Mang's mouth twitched.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't care about Lin Mang's strange expression, and said with a smile: "Heroes, no matter when they are, they will rise."

"Isn't Marquis Lin a typical example?"

Lin Mang said suddenly: "Zhang Zhenren is too famous."

But Zhang Sanfeng's words also made him realize some problems.

Fifty years, according to the algorithm of the rivers and lakes, it has been two generations.

From wandering the rivers and lakes in his teens to quitting the rivers and lakes after knowing his fate, he is counted as a generation.

Those who are gifted are enough to become grandmasters, after all, grandmasters do not have a long lifespan.

Basically, after the age of fifty, the qi and blood begin to weaken, and the state is no longer in shape.

In the past fifty years, there have been only four new great masters, and if you count them seriously, there are actually only four.

Of these four, two of them are from Shaolin

, one is Yuan Changqing, and the other is Zhang Yunfeng, but neither of them can be regarded as people from the Ming Dynasty.

Speaking of which, these two have a little to do with themselves.

As for the two Shaolin people, with the background of Shaolin, it is normal.

Lin Mang said in a deep voice, "Please also ask Zhang Zhenren to speak clearly."

Instead of guessing by yourself, it is better to ask Zhang Sanfeng directly.

"Smack!"

A chess piece landed on the chessboard, and Zhang Sanfeng's expression inadvertently became a little more solemn, and his tone was a little different.

"There can't be a few great masters in a peaceful and stable era, why do there appear so many in troubled times?"

Lin Mang was slightly stunned.

Zhang Sanfeng sneered: "It's just a group of hypocritical people who forcibly broke free from their shackles and came to the world."

"The more chaotic the world, the more they have a chance to leave."

As he spoke, Zhang Sanfeng slowly stood up and threw down the chess pieces casually.

In an instant, the surrounding scene flashed by, and it returned to the back mountain of Shaomuro Mountain.

The two looked at each other.

The whirlpool in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes was slowly dissipating.

Lin Mang was secretly frightened, this martial arts myth is really powerful.

He had already cultivated the Spiritual Secret Method, and he knew that the scene just now was a kind of spiritual illusion.

But it's a little scary to be able to draw his mind into it without him noticing.

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Lin Mang, and said with deep meaning: "Master Lin, this Heavenly Realm is like a black and white world just now."

"It's up to you."

Looking at the temple in the distance, he calmly said, "If you stay here, you will eventually become dry bones, but if you learn from them, you can live for a long time."

"Regarding this realm, after returning to Beijing, look for the record left by Liu Bowen, and you will understand."

The mystery of this is not something that can be explained in a moment.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly, and a trace of domineering suddenly appeared on his kind face.

Take one step and fly through the sky.

In this moment of stillness, Zhang Sanfeng leaned forward with his right palm and slapped it gently.

In an instant, everything around seemed to come to a standstill.

Atmospheric cloud changes!

It was like a mountain falling from the clouds and falling into nothingness, crushing down mightily.

Lin Mangtong shrank in Kongmeng.

In the mirror-like void, a bright Buddha light was suddenly reflected, like a flash in the pan.

A figure shrouded in the light of the Buddha and sitting on the Buddha lotus appeared.

Ping's palm print penetrated the mirror, and the power of heaven and earth was squeezed away.

Peng!

！

An earth-shattering loud noise seemed to sound from inside the diaphragm, rising and rising, and finally fell silent.

The boiling Buddha light is shattered!

The blue sky and white clouds dissipated, but countless Buddha lights appeared.

But Lin Mang saw very clearly that the previously shattered Buddha light was behind the mirror, but what appeared at this moment was in front of him.

In the broken Buddha light, the figure sitting on the Buddha lotus rolled and fell out, with an angry face, as if telling something.

Although he couldn't hear it, Lin Mang felt that he should be scolding Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng returned his palm and said, "What kind of scolding, you come out."

The vision of the sky quickly dissipated.

Zhang Sanfeng lowered his head and smiled, "Master Lin, your enemy is still left to you."

As soon as the words fell, the afterimage left by Zhang Sanfeng slowly dissipated.

Lin Mang retracted his gaze, a surging smile appeared on his face.

That's kind of fun!