Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

China, Hubei Province, Wudang Mountain.

The majestic mountains are about to run, their peaks are as high as five mountains and they reach the gate of heaven!

The name means "no one can compete with Zhenwu". According to legend, this is the ancient dojo of Emperor Zhenwu.

In the Chinese cultivation world, it has always been known as Mount Tai Beidou. It is one of the sources of Taoist magic and a famous holy place for martial arts practice.

At this time, the spiritual energy was dense, the clouds and mist were lingering, higher than the clouds, and the Wudang back mountain was covered by the concealment formation.

In an ancient palace full of the vast atmosphere of time.

A beautiful girl is sitting cross-legged on a futon with her bare feet, meditating, breathing in spiritual energy.

This girl has fair skin, a bright red mouth, a straight nose, and picturesque features. If placed in the secular world, she would definitely be a character beauty with a high rate of turning heads.

But at this time, she was wearing a Taoist robe, with three thousand black hair tied into a Taoist bun like a ball, but she looked solemn, with a serene demeanor, like a Taoist master, calmly breathing in her thoughts.

If there were any martial arts experts here, they would definitely scream in surprise.

This woman took in a breath, the wind and clouds rolled, and when she exhaled, it was like practicing in vain.

It can be seen that her cultivation is profound and she can definitely reach the peak of Qi training.

In the secular world, he is a peerless strong man who dominates the world.

Duh duh duh!

There was an uneasy knock on the door, and a hoarse voice sounded from outside: "Senior Sister, you have family coming to visit!"

"Let him in!"

A hint of joy appeared on Tang Linglong's face, and she slowly stood up.

The door opened, and Tang Guozhu walked in slowly, leaning on a cane, and shouted: "Linglong!"

"Grandpa, are you more seriously ill? I can't even pronounce my name clearly. My name is Lingling!"

Tang Linglong took Tang Guozhu's hand and glanced at the handyman who was serving tea and snacks.

This disciple had long shawl hair and a pair of large sunglasses that covered most of his face, but the horrific burn marks could still be seen.

This disciple's name is Yuan Mingjie. He is usually diligent, taciturn, and even dull-witted.

But Tang Linglong always felt like she was being stared at by him.

"Yes, I had this sequelae after I got sick last time!"

Mr. Tang remembered his granddaughter’s previous instructions and quickly changed his words:

"Lingling, why did you call me here? I live well in my hometown in Hainan, but I'm still a little uncomfortable coming here. It's cold in the mountains!"

"Junior Brother Yuan, it's okay. You can go out and do other things first!"

Tang Linglong said with a smile.

"Yes, Senior Sister. If you need anything, just call me!"

The handyman disciple named Yuan Mingjie bowed and bowed before retreating silently.

After he left, Tang Linglong showed her innocent look and cheered:

"Grandpa, did you know? The sect competition will be held in four months. Master said that this time, a successor will be selected from our generation of disciples. I am expected to inherit the Taoist tradition and take charge of Wudang!"

"Oh, it's better to follow your master!"

Tang Guozhu sat down on the chair and sighed:

"He has now established a country in Sordoni, and it is amazing that he even defeated France!"

"I know!"

Tang Linglong smiled bitterly and said:

"But since I confessed my love to the master last time, he didn't want to talk to me! With the skills he taught me before, I can't catch up with Sister Qing'er! Maybe I still have a glimmer of hope by joining Wudang!"

"Is obsession so hard to break?"

Tang Guozhu shook his head and sighed: "I thought it would be better if you practiced the Wudang Mind Technique and were quiet and inactive!"

"Even if I stay with the green lantern for a hundred years, read the yellow scroll for a thousand years, and even if Fahai suppresses me in Leifeng Pagoda for ten thousand years, I'm afraid I won't be able to change my original intention!"

Tang Linglong shook her head and said firmly: "He is the first person I love, and he will also be the person I love for the rest of my life!"

"well……"

In response, Tang Guozhu could only smile bitterly.

"But, Grandpa, do you know? I just received a call. Master needs a Zhengyang Grass! Wudang happens to have it!"

Tang Linglong's pretty face suddenly became excited, she put her hands behind her back and shook her head and said with a smile:

"When I become the head of Wudang, I will give orders as soon as I have the power! Open the treasure pavilion door, wave my hand and say, 'Brother Jiang Tian, ​​whatever you need, just take it, it's all yours" That's it!"

"You idiot!"

Tang Guozhu said dumbfounded: "Even if you become the head of Wudang, you can't do this. It's making people laugh! Besides, Master Jiang has given all his love to Zhao Xueqing, why do you have to force it?"

"I have to do this, and I have to do it forcefully! Let the world laugh at me!"

Tang Linglong's eyes were slightly red and she said stubbornly:

"I've heard that he wants Huang Ling'er too! And Li Jinzhu is that flirtatious fox. It shows that he is not a saint who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world. Why can't I do it?"

"Hey, I have vaguely heard about him and Huang Ling'er!"

Tang Guozhu said: "I heard that Master Jiang owes her a love debt, but even now, the two of them are not living together."

"As far as I know, the relationship between them is very complicated. They are both teachers, friends, and family members, but the relationship between men and women is very weak!"

"As for Li Jinzhu, she once asked me to tell you that she has no such relationship with Master Jiang..."

"I do not care!"

Tang Linglong suddenly interrupted, stamped her feet angrily and gritted her teeth: "I know Huang Ling'er committed suicide for her, but I can also die for him! This time, I will give him what he wants and make him owe me!"

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Why did you ask me to come all the way here?"

Knowing that he could not persuade his granddaughter, Tang Guozhu asked helplessly.

"You go to Sodoni and ask my master to come over to watch the sect competition. I want him to see how powerful I am now!"

Tang Linglong smiled sweetly.

"No, no, Sodoni, we are thousands of miles apart, and my old arms and legs can't walk!"

Mr. Tang shook his head deliberately.

"Grandpa, if you dare not go, I will go on a hunger strike to show you! I will starve your beloved granddaughter to death!" Tang Linglong threatened.

"I'm afraid of you, okay! I'll go!" Mr. Tang smiled helplessly.

"That's good!"

Tang Linglong suddenly smiled, and then said seriously:

"But don't tell him about Zhengyangcao, I want to give him a big surprise!"

After chatting for a few more words, Tang Linglong sent her grandfather down the mountain.

Return to the main hall.

She found Yuan Mingjie packing away the cups and plates of tea, and said with a sweet smile: "Junior Brother Mingjie, thank you for your hard work!"

"Senior Sister Lingling, this is all junior brother's responsibility!"

The man smiled humbly, bent down and held the tray, walked out of the door step by step, and closed the door behind him.

However, the moment he walked out, a trace of deep resentment suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the overwhelming hatred seemed to burn the sky:

"Tang Linglong, you are so smart! Can you hide it from me?"

"However, you would never have thought that the handyman disciple beside you is Nie Mingyuan, who has a different hatred from your master!"

This handyman disciple whose pseudonym is Yuan Mingjie is none other than Nie Mingyuan, the son of Nie Changhai, the prince of the Nie family of the three major families in Jinling.

At that time, Jiang Tian cut the grass and roots, ordered everyone in the Tianmeng to exterminate the Nie family, and burned the Nie family villa. 80% of his body was severely burned.

He's very lucky.

Nie Xueman arrived in time. After he was sent to Wudang, the leader Chen Anping used a high-grade life-sustaining pill to save his remaining life.

For three months, he suffered from abscesses all over his body, his skin and flesh rotted, and the gauze he was wrapped in was soaked with blood and pus.

Severe pain, infection, screams, high fever, fainting several times a day... Nie Mingyuan died countless times.

He was completely disfigured.

The half of his face that was lying on the ground was normal, and his eyebrows and stars from back then were vaguely visible.

But the other half was completely burned, leaving a big hole in his cheek, exposing his white teeth.

There were weird bumps and bumps everywhere, and one ear was missing.

When he looked in the mirror for the first time, he fainted with fear.

Because that doesn't look like a human face at all!

It's more like a pile of pink minced meat mixed with fat, stirred a few times and smeared on the face.

Regret, anger, hatred, and pain tore at his soul.

His heart was broken for a long time!

But gradually, that heart regrouped and healed, forming a heart that was ten times stronger.

"Become stronger! Revenge! Even if I sell my soul to the devil, I will become stronger and kill Jiang Tian!"

While on the hospital bed, Nie Mingyuan was filled with hatred and roared angrily.

Hatred grew crazily in his heart, almost bursting his originally not broad-minded mind.

After four months of inhuman pain.

Nie Mingyuan gradually recovered and was able to get out of bed and walk.

After getting out of bed for the first time, he used crutches to drag out hundreds of meters of blood, crawled to Chen Anping, kowtowed three times and bowed nine times, with blood on his forehead, and begged Chen Anping to let him stay in Wudang.

"Wudang is one of the six semi-hidden sects in the world. If you want to worship at the mountain gate, you must either pay tens of millions or hundreds of millions in offerings, or make great contributions and support to the sect! Why do you stay?"

At that time, Chen Anping waved his sleeves and proudly said:

"If you want to stay... then start as a handyman."

"There are some weird old monsters in the cliff cave. They are much scarier than Jiang Taichu. You are responsible for taking care of those old monsters! Is that okay?"

"Disciple is willing! Thank you Master for taking me in!"

Nie Mingyuan kowtowed his thanks almost without hesitation and shed two tears of emotion.

He was burned all over his body and was like a cripple. His family was ruined and he had nothing left.

Not to mention worshiping at Wudang Mountain Gate, one of the six semi-hidden gates in the world, he is even worse than a beggar on the roadside.

As long as he can stay, as long as he can practice, as long as he can become stronger, as long as he kills Jiang Tian and waits for others, he is willing to shorten his life by ten years.

But he was secretly surprised.

What monster lives in the cliff cave that is more terrifying than Jiang Taichu?

What a person Chen Anping is, but they even make Chen Anping a little afraid. This is almost like a joke.

The top of the cliff is a mountain peak located behind Wudang Dojo.

The cliffs are extremely steep, as flat as a mirror, more than two thousand meters high, majestic and precipitous.

The first time Nie Mingyuan stood under the mountain peak, he felt as small as an ant.

But perhaps, someone looking down from space might think that this majestic mountain is just a small rock or an ant nest covered with moss.

When he first arrived at Cliff Cave along the narrow mountain path that could only accommodate one person, Nie Mingyuan was really startled.

He never thought that he would see such a shocking scene in this lifetime!