Chapter 2044: One Man, One Mountain Becomes Immortal! The Open Scheme!

The sun has just risen.

Numerous clouds, resembling sweet potatoes, float quietly over Wudang Mountain, their yellowish hue contrasting with the blue sky, directly above the shining Wudang Golden Summit.

At this time, it is the morning practice for Wudang disciples, with sword light dazzling on the Golden Summit and Sword Qi cutting through the air.

Hundreds of Wudang elite disciples practice swordsmanship under the lead of the chief senior disciple, while the Wudang Seven Sons, including Song Yuanqiao, stand by observing and instructing, with impressive momentum.

Similar morning practices are occurring in other areas of Wudang Mountain. Entry-level disciples practice the Tai Chi Stance, inner sect disciples practice Tai Chi Boxing, elite disciples practice the Tai Chi Sword, and core disciples practice Tai Chi Skill. The entire Wudang Mountain is vibrant with life in the morning, accompanied by the moving sea of clouds, as if an Old Turtle is slowly stretching its limbs among the clouds.

“Master Jiang… look at the whole of Wudang Mountain. As the sun rises, it wakes up too. As the thousands of Wudang disciples practice in the morning, it begins its morning exercises as well. This is the result of centuries of harmonious coexistence between humans and the natural landscape, the vitality nurtured by feng shui of heaven and earth, with the vitality of humans and mountain fused into one. Man is on the mountain, the mountain is with man; this is the Immortal, which is what the world refers to as cultivating immortality, which is cultivating the way of coexistence with nature and heaven.”

On Ascension Cliff, Zhang Sanfeng gazes at the distant rosy dawn clouds, eyes shining with a pure, childlike light, and remarks with a smile.

Jiang Dali crosses his arms, gazing at the distant Golden Summit Sword Light, the solemn Purple Mist Palace, the elusive Hidden Immortal Rock, the serene Jingle Palace… then his eyes fall on the ground not far below him, scorched earth, and says with a smile.

“One person, one mountain, is Immortal. Speaking of Wudang’s immortality, there’s only Master Zhang alone. I still remember, back on this Ascension Cliff, Master Zhang stood guard for me, scolded the Heavenly Thunder, and repelled Xiong Ba. Looking back on these past events, the true demeanor of the master seems like it was just yesterday!”

“Hehehehe…”

Zhang Sanfeng, with a modest, serene smile, shakes his head, looking up at the Heavenly Vault saying, “According to our Taoism’s secret book, in the past, Xuanwu True Monarch ascended to the Immortal Realm on this very Ascension Cliff, thus making Ascension Cliff a legendary celestial melody… Nowadays, everything returns here. I, an old Taoist, have been eating the wind and drinking the dew these days, watching the sea of clouds by day and the stars by night, wandering Wudang, intending to approach the void, finally dreaming of Xuanwu True Monarch, awakening that subtle inspiration which was faint and mysterious, and understanding where the Dragon Turtle turned after it passed.”

Jiang Dali’s body shakes with anticipation. He has been waiting for Zhang Sanfeng’s words, suddenly turning around, eyes full of dignity, looking at Zhang Sanfeng and formally cupping his hands, “Master Zhang, please impart your teachings without reservation.”

Zhang Sanfeng laughs heartily, then shakes his head silently, looking far into the unfathomable sky, “Cannot be said, cannot be said!”

“Oh?”

Jiang Dali frowns.

Zhang Sanfeng replies with a gentle smile, “Master Jiang, rest assured. When you’re ready to unite the Four Spirits and purify heaven and earth, the Dragon Turtle will naturally not be absent. Before then, much is said with no benefit.”

Jiang Dali is about to inquire further when suddenly, he senses a spatial disturbance.

A ripple of space emerges not far above the sky, and the next moment, the familiar aura of Xiao Sanxiao is transmitted.

“You old turtle happen to come at this time as well, it seems you’ve already learned something?”

Jiang Dali looks in surprise at Xiao Sanxiao descending from the sky, hands behind his back.

“You brat, every time you see the old man, you’re so rude. Don’t think just because you’re now in the Breaking Realm that you’re remarkable. If the old man wanted to break through, it would have happened over a thousand years ago.”

Xiao Sanxiao’s frustrated voice comes.

A flash of his figure.

He comes to Jiang Dali’s side, squinting and scrutinizing, then looks back at Zhang Sanfeng, sighing, telling Jiang Dali, “Brat, the old man indeed knows a bit, but since Master Zhang doesn’t want to say much, just hold your curiosity. Indeed, wait until that day, and you’ll know.”

Jiang Dali looks at Xiao Sanxiao, shaking his head, “If we truly wait for that day, won’t it mean you, old chap, will have to sacrifice yourself? You seem rather eager.”

Xiao Sanxiao puts his hands on his hips and laughs heartily, “What? Are you, brat, feeling sorry for the old man?”

Jiang Dali snorts coldly, “As you said, you old turtle have lived for over four thousand years, you’ve made a fortune. Now, you don’t wish to live anymore, and before you die, you plan to revive the Dragon Turtle to do one last bit for this world. It’s a good thing, I’ll only feel happy for you, how could I feel sad?”

“Brat, would saying nice things to coax the old man kill you? Truly infuriating the old man.”

Zhang Sanfeng rises with a hearty laugh, cups his hands towards Jiang Dali, “Master Jiang, concerning how to revive the Dragon Turtle, both this old Taoist and Senior Xiao have deliberated and reached a consensus. The day you gather the Fire Phoenix, Azure Dragon, and Fire Qilin, we will revive the Dragon Turtle without letting it be absent.”

Jiang Dali lifts his brows, gazing at Zhang Sanfeng’s healthy and childlike vigorous face, slowly nodding, “Alright!”

Since both Zhang Sanfeng and Xiao Sanxiao have spoken to such an extent, what he can do is, of course, unreservedly trust.

It’s just that the day the Dragon Turtle is finally revived will be the day Xiao Sanxiao sacrifices himself, which from the beginning he has confirmed. Regardless of how easy and unaffected he appears on the surface, watching an old friend who once fought side by side leave in such a manner, his heart can’t help but sigh.

“Alright! Old fellow! The matter of the Dragon Turtle, I’ll leave it to you and Master Zhang, I’m off!”