Under One Person: The Seeker of the Dao in the Lü Family

Chapter 105 Returning to Wudang, the Three Demonic Sects Intercepting Them En route

A golden streak of light streaked across the sky, coming from the west towards the rising sun, leaving a fleeting, brilliant mark in the dark night.

In the wooden cabin nestled in the woods behind Wudang Mountain, the orange-yellow sunlight streamed through the window, dispelling the gloom. Zhou Meng sat cross-legged on the couch, suddenly sensing something. After a few calculations, he picked up his phone and pressed the power button.

After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief and a genuine smile appeared on his face.

"It's done, that kid is really close to succeeding."

Zhou Meng laughed as he jumped off the couch, opened the door, and darted forward along the mountain path, his movements so agile that he didn't seem like a centenarian.

He arrived at the summit of Tianzhu Peak in Wudang, stood in front of the Golden Summit Hall, and gazed at the western horizon, his smile growing increasingly joyful.

As the sun rises, the light and shadow of a full moon can still be faintly seen in the dark and distant night sky, along with the stars hanging in the sky, shimmering with a cold light.

After an unknown amount of time, a golden light suddenly appeared in the starlit night sky. Unlike starlight, this light burned eternally. Moreover, as time passed, that golden light gradually spread out, becoming even more dazzling.

Standing in front of the Golden Hall, Zhou Meng squinted, gazing at the golden meteor hurtling towards him from the horizon, and muttered to himself.

"Having perfected my character and attained enlightenment, I now leave the rest to time."

"Wait, what's that?"

Just as Zhou Meng was still figuring out how to cover things up even more secretly, a sudden situation arose on the horizon.

The golden meteor was visibly getting closer and closer to Wudang, transforming from a tiny golden star in the field of vision into a ball of light the size of an egg.

"Whoosh!"

Just then, the night sky suddenly dimmed, and the scattered starlight seemed to go out for a moment, but it returned to normal in the next instant, making people think it was just an illusion.

The next moment, Zhou Meng was certain that it was not an illusion. He stepped forward in shock, his hand on the stone railing, his previously squinted eyes widening in disbelief.

"It's gone..."

The golden streak that streaked across the western sky seemed to have vanished into thin air, leaving no trace of its origin.

Zhou Meng's face instantly went from shock to horror. Although he didn't understand what had just happened, he was certain that Lü Qian, whom he was waiting for, was gone.

As he pondered the various possibilities, streaks of orange-yellow morning light intertwined and evolved before him, forming a thunder-patterned celestial script.

I'll borrow your Wudang disciple for a while—Three Demon Sect

As if possessing a spirit, the heavenly book vanished into radiance after confirming that Zhou Meng had received the message, and scattered once more between heaven and earth.

After understanding the meaning of the heavenly book, Zhou Meng was immediately relieved. He bowed to the golden-roofed hall behind him, feeling both amused and exasperated.

"Please, Master, watch over us."

As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of intertwined Yin and Yang energies flew out from the golden summit and disappeared into the world.

……

Let's go back to the moment the golden light disappeared.

Lu Qian rode on a golden flying sword, transforming into a streak of golden light as he soared through the sky, heading east towards Wudang Mountain.

He traversed mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, witnessing the ever-changing clouds, until the outline of the Wudang Mountains appeared on the horizon in the distance.

Lu Qian smiled as he looked at Wudang Mountain in the distance, "My journey from Shanhaiguan in the east to the Loess Plateau in the west can now be considered complete."

Before the words were finished, a calm and indifferent voice suddenly came from the void. The voice seemed to come from an infinitely high place, yet it resounded in my ears.

"Journey to the West, your journey to the East is still incomplete. I am a disciple of the Three Demons Sect, and I will now help you complete this journey."

In the next instant, with a thought in his mind, Lü Qian realized that he had entered the [Inner Realm].

The scenery before him changed, and Lü Qian, riding on his flying sword, flew out of the [Inner View] and arrived at an unfamiliar mountain peak, where he stood before a gaunt man.

The man looked at Lü Qian, who had appeared out of thin air, and performed a Taoist salute, saying, "Tu Junfang of the Three Demons Sect greets Fellow Daoist Lü."

……

Far away from the Golden Summit of Wudang Mountain, in the sky where the golden light disappeared, two inexplicable voices rang out one after the other.

A calm, indifferent voice spoke first, "Bald monk, what do you want?"

"Amitabha Buddha, the Quanzhen School claims to be a synthesis of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism. Since we see no trace of Buddhist teachings here, how can it be considered complete?"

The voice of the self-proclaimed Buddhist monk was ethereal and vast, saying, "Master Wang Chongyang regarded the Heart Sutra as the classic text of Quanzhen Buddhism. This humble monk has come here specifically to welcome a Bodhisattva or Arhat to our Buddhist community."

"Then you're late." The indifferent and calm voice rang out again, but it was tinged with a hint of roguishness.

"It's not too late. The benefactors of the Three Demon Sect were a step ahead of this humble monk."

"What Three Demonic Sects?!"

The indifferent and calm voice suddenly rose in pitch, "Bald monk, watch your words. I am a senior in the Daoist sect, and this brat is a junior. What's wrong with giving him some pointers?"

"The Three Demon Sect? How come I heard from the younger generation that the current successor of the Three Demon Sect's lineage has entered the Quanxing Sect's demonic lair?"

"Benefactor, you even sent the destined person to Tu Junfang's doorstep, could it be?"

The ethereal and vast voice suddenly became intriguing, as if it were pondering something.

"It's just that the descendants are disappointing, and you, you bald monk, know too much. This humble Taoist will now clear things up for you..."

"Have you asked me about Wudang?"

A calm and even voice suddenly broke through, and as the voice faded, a cloud of yin and yang appeared high in the sky.

"The wind's getting strong! Let's get out of here!"

"Amitabha......"

Before the voice from Wudang had even faded, the two who had been locked in a fierce struggle vanished without a trace, leaving only a wisp of intertwined yin and yang clouds in the sky that slowly dissipated.

……

Lingyin Temple in East China is now headed by Master Jiekong, one of the Nine Elders who represents Buddhism.

Several years ago, in an attempt to convert his bloodthirsty, murderous, and fanatical disciple, the monk Baojing, he followed the story of Buddha cutting off his own flesh to feed an eagle. He lost all his own cultivation, but only managed to convert half of the disciple.

Although Monk Baojing regained seven-tenths of his humanity, the remaining three-tenths of bloodlust and murderous intent in his heart could not be quelled. He changed his name to Xiao Zizai and was arranged by Master Jiekong to work as a temporary worker in the East China region.

Master Jiekong thus stepped down from his position as abbot of Shaolin Temple and came to Lingyin Temple.

Inside the meditation room, Master Jiekong sat cross-legged in quiet contemplation when a gentle breeze blew in through the window, stirring a strand of the old monk's white eyebrows.

"Failed to succeed."

Master Jiekong opened his eyes and murmured to himself, but there was no trace of regret in his eyes, only a calm indifference.

"Turbulence in Buddhism is not far off. If we do not awaken in time, where will we find a Pure Land then?"

After speaking, the old monk closed his eyes again and began reciting the Mahaparinirvana Sutra.

"Seven hundred years after my Parinirvana, Mara will gradually corrupt my true Dharma..."