classifiedscript Chapter 175 Zhang Zhiwei, who keeps his mouth shut, and Zuo Ruotong, who sacrifices himself for othe
Chapter 175 Zhang Zhiwei, who keeps his mouth shut, and Zuo Ruotong, who sacrifices himself for othe
"Shopkeeper, you'd better hurry up. My master doesn't allow me to dawdle on the way."
Zhang Zhiwei strode confidently, his wildly flowing hair billowing in the wind. He swaggered toward an empty table, and as soon as he sat down, he shouted again.
In an instant, the once noisy restaurant fell silent, and all the patrons looked at Zhang Zhiwei sitting at the door.
"Young Master Zhang, may I ask if your journey to Wudang was solely to deliver a certificate of ordination?"
Among the drinkers, some curious people looked at the somewhat disheveled young Taoist priest and asked him questions.
"Just who is this Lü Qian, a high-ranking priest, that he has alarmed the Celestial Master and even made Zhang Daoshi, his personal disciple, rush to present him with an ordination certificate?"
In the eyes of these drinkers, a person traveling the world should always be careful with their words. The other party is a disciple of a celestial master, so they naturally have a scale in their hearts to weigh whether or not to speak.
However, what they didn't expect was that the disciple of the Celestial Master in front of them was not someone who could keep a secret.
In Zhang Zhiwei's view, since his master did not ask him to keep it a secret before he went down the mountain, he naturally had no worries.
Faced with everyone's doubts, Zhang Zhiwei rolled up his sleeves and fanned himself, chatting casually with the patrons in the restaurant.
"I don't know who this Lü Qian is. Moreover, my master specifically instructed me to give the ordination certificate to this fellow Daoist on this trip down the mountain."
"Master Zhang, here are your vegetarian cakes and tea."
As everyone was talking, a waiter from the restaurant came over carrying a wooden table. "Our young manager specifically instructed that we have added two extra pancakes for you to eat on your journey."
"Please thank your young master for me."
Zhang Zhiwei didn't refuse. He immediately rolled up a plain cake and wolfed it down with some tea, making him look even more carefree and unrestrained.
Just as he was enjoying his meal, a clear and upright voice rang out, "Master Zhang, there's no need to be so polite."
Zhang Zhiwei looked up and glanced over, only to see a young man, dressed in a long gown and wearing glasses, who looked a bit older than him, walking over with a plate of pickled vegetables.
"Young Master Liu!"
"You can go now."
Liu Wei waved to the waiter, then placed the pickled vegetables he was carrying on Zhang Zhiwei's table. "The waiter left in a hurry and forgot to bring you the pickled vegetables."
"Thanks."
Zhang Zhiwei glanced at Liu Wei, who seemed very amiable, and then focused his attention on the vegetarian cakes and pickled vegetables in front of him.
He had already guessed the man's identity—the heir to the innkeeper's business—but Zhang Zhiwei didn't care.
He was just a junior Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain, and this trip down the mountain was simply to run errands for his master, Zhang Jingqing.
On the other side, when Liu Wei came out, the noisy drinkers all quieted down, only glancing at him from time to time.
"Master Zhang, please eat slowly. The journey to Wudang is still long."
Seeing Zhang Zhiwei's nonchalant attitude, Liu Wei's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He straightened his long robe and sat down at a table next to Zhang Zhiwei, saying with a smile, "The next place to rest is at least several dozen miles away from here. Daoist Zhang might as well rest a little longer."
"We can't delay, we can't delay."
"Master's thunder magic can't be slowed down."
Zhang Zhiwei wolfed down a vegetarian pancake while drinking tea, then rolled up the other two pancakes on the table and put them in his lap.
He reached into his pocket, pulled out two large coins, and slammed them onto the table.
"Thank you for your hospitality, Young Master Liu. I'll be taking my leave now, as my master is urging me to hurry and I can't stop for even a moment."
No sooner had he finished speaking than he strode across the threshold, his robes billowing as he hurried away into the distance.
"Take care, Master Zhang."
Inside the restaurant, Liu Wei flashed to the door and waved as he watched Zhang Zhiwei disappear into the distance.
After Zhang Zhiwei walked away, Liu Wei, with his hands in his sleeves, headed towards the top floor of the restaurant, silently calculating the news he had recently received. "Well, another disciple from a Xuanmen sect has come down the mountain."
Upon arriving at his own room, Liu Wei closed the door, activated the protective barrier, and then sat down behind his desk. In front of him were several notes sent from all over the country.
"Wudang, Chunyang Palace, Chongyang Palace, and now Longhu Mountain..."
"Master Qingxu of Maoshan has also come down the mountain and is even fighting with Zen Master Duhui of the three temples of Putuo on the Yangtze River..."
"The two Daoist masters, Yuanzhen of Baiyun Temple and Xujing of the Three Demons Sect, joined forces to stop the eminent monks of Wutai Mountain on the Yellow River..."
"Master Guizhen of Qingcheng Mountain descended the mountain and engaged in a fierce battle with Master Huijue of Emei Mountain in Chongqing..."
……
As Liu Wei perused the latest news he had received, the slips of paper recorded unusual movements of the Xuanmen sects across the land.
Either the younger generation carried their belongings down the mountain, or the older generation organized themselves to intercept them in various places, and the Taoist and Buddhist sects fought fiercely for a time.
Normally, Xiao Zhan wouldn't be so sensitive. After all, the Taoist and Buddhist sects have been fiercely competing since ancient times, and they wouldn't bother to care about such things.
But things are different now. The situation is turbulent, and those powerful Japanese are eyeing the land of China with covetous intent. The world of supernatural beings really cannot afford to cause chaos now.
Because that would be tantamount to undermining the very foundation of China; it would be selling out one's ancestors and future generations!
Liu Wei frowned as he flipped through the note, marking the locations of these people in his mind. As the clues became clearer, he began to speculate on the direction these people were heading.
"Qin region?"
Liu Wei threw the notes aside and darted to the map hanging on the wall. His sharp eyes quickly locked onto the location.
He looked at the map before him, and a massive dragon vein dividing the north and south suddenly appeared before his eyes. "The Qinling Mountains?"
"Give the order to tell the men in Qin to stay alert during this time and not miss any developments."
"Also, inform the Left Sect Leader of the Trinity Sect to intervene and mediate the dispute if necessary."
Liu Wei waved his hand behind him, "Go do it."
"yes!"
From the shadows of the room, a voice answered, followed by a flash of light and shadow, as if a figure had fled into the distance.
At this moment, in the empty room, Liu Wei's gaze, which was looking at the map, involuntarily turned to the east, where a landscape was covered with bright red ink.
"Given the animosity between the nation and its people, I hope these senior figures can put their personal matters aside for now, as national affairs cannot be delayed."
Xiao Zhan's influence extends across the country, and with the changing times, its manpower has even reached overseas. Naturally, it is well-informed and has noticed the undercurrents before the storm.
His voice was talking to himself in a room, and the candle flickered and danced with his voice, yet stubbornly refused to go out.
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Meanwhile, Fujian Sanyimen
Zuo Ruotong personally received the innkeeper who claimed to have important matters to discuss, and solemnly accepted the commission after hearing the innkeeper's request.
"Those fellow Daoists are not people who cannot distinguish right from wrong. There must be some hidden entanglements involved. I, Zuo Ruotong, personally guarantee that if there is any turmoil between the two sides, I will step in to mediate."
"However, if both sides remain peaceful and quiet, I can only stand by and watch."
Zuo Ruotong had already made it very clear that if great chaos were to break out, he would naturally be willing to step in and mediate for the sake of the world.
However, if there is no unrest, he cannot abuse his power to bully others or meddle in other people's business.
"The Immortal of Daying truly lives up to his reputation."
The innkeeper who came to make the request bowed to Zuo Ruotong with admiration, saying, "I have always heard that Master Zuo is of upright character. This time, it is indeed my inn that has overstepped its bounds."
"If the two sides are at peace, then there is no need for Master Zuo to take action. We are here only to play a preventative role, since the current situation cannot withstand any turmoil."
"I have other matters to attend to, so I'll head back now."
"Shuiyun, see the guest out."
Zuo Ruotong smiled and had her disciple escort the inn's employees out.
As the two walked out of the gates of Sanyi, Zuo Ruotong's junior brother, Si Chong, frowned and asked, "Senior brother, are you really going to get involved in this matter?"
"After all, we, the Trinity, are a Daoist sect. If we were to intervene and mediate, wouldn't that be against the rules?"
Zuo Ruotong glanced at Si Chong and sighed inwardly at the overly comfortable atmosphere of the Sanyi Sect.
People have been accustomed to complacency for a long time.
Now, because of the existence of this Great Ying Immortal, the entire Sanyi Sect is immersed in the comfort of the so-called "leader of the Xuanmen" title and cannot extricate themselves, and their actions and thinking are somewhat too naive.
The world is a dangerous place. What would happen to Sany if he were gone?
Zuo Ruotong shook his head, no longer thinking about the future. He said in a deep voice, "The current situation is no longer just a matter between Buddhism and Taoism. It involves a great deal of people. If we are not careful, we will cause turmoil. If the country is unstable, where will we find a place to live?"
"Junior brother, how long has it been since you went down the mountain? Come down with me in a few days and take a look."
"Yes."
Si Chong respectfully bowed to Zuo Ruotong, "Shall we set off for Qin now?"
"No, let's go to the Celestial Master's Mansion first."
Faced with a seemingly questioning gaze, Zuo Ruotong shook her head with a half-smile.
"Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing is of the same generation as me, and his cultivation is no less than mine. With his experience and cultivation, it is impossible that he did not see the current turbulent situation."
"But now even Longhu Mountain has gotten involved, which shows that there's quite a bit of shady business going on between the sects involved."
"Moreover, I, Zuo Ruotong, have also dealt with the remaining fellow Daoists. Their character is naturally impeccable, but now they act like gamblers who have lost everything, which is truly baffling to me."
At this point, a deep sense of doubt flashed in Zuo Ruotong's eyes, "There must be something that the Sanyi Sect doesn't know about."
"I need to go to Longhu Mountain first and have a good talk with Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing."
"It wouldn't do if everyone else got involved while our Trinity faction remained in the dark!"
As he spoke, Zuo Ruotong strode forward, his body radiating an ethereal aura. His wide white robes fluttered in the wind, making him appear like a wisp of smoke and mist, which only made the Taoist seem even more extraordinary.
"Who knows what kind of divine destiny might arise? This humble Taoist will naturally put aside his own interests and personally take action to eliminate the root of this chaos and restore order to the world."