Ask Wudang Chapter 109

Character name suggestions:

– : Ye Qingfeng

– : Kong Zhi

– : Kong Wen

– : Yuan Zhen

– : Zhang Sanfeng

– : Yang Dingtian

– : Du’e

– : Du’nan

– : Du’jie

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Ye Qingfeng said, “Which mountain are your three martial uncles on?”

Monk Kong Zhi pointed and said, “Right on the mountain diagonally opposite.”

Ye Qingfeng gazed into the distance, looked at the opposite side a few times, and asked, “Is it the mountain peak with only three large trees on the summit?”

Upon hearing this, Monk Kong Zhi was immediately filled with inexpressible shock. At this time, the red sun was setting in the west, and it was already dusk. Yet, Ye Qingfeng could clearly see everything on the opposite mountaintop, even distinguishing the three large trees on the summit. Such eyesight was truly unbelievable.

After being shocked for a while, he slowly composed himself. Monk Kong Zhi said hoarsely, “The three martial uncles are right there.”

Ye Qingfeng said, “Since I’ve already warmed up, I’m too lazy to wait for them to see me. I’ll go meet them now.”

With that, he grabbed Kong Zhi’s collar, raised his hand, and tossed him into the Shaolin Temple.

Then, he aimed at the opposite mountain peak, activated his peerless light-body skill, and swiftly glided away.

The back mountain of Shaolin was overgrown with wild grass. Although there were paths, they were difficult to traverse. The small mountain opposite had no paths at all, just tangled branches, mixed trees, and a desolate landscape. But for Ye Qingfeng, it was like walking on flat ground. He continued to employ Lingbo Weibu, treading on grass blades and flower buds, leaving no trace. In a blink of an eye, he had vanished, truly like a mountain demon or ghost.

By the time Ye Qingfeng arrived at the mountaintop, the sky was completely dark.

The mountaintop was bare, with only three ancient pines standing tall, their old branches gnarled and twisted like dragons. These three ancient pines, one in the northeast corner, one in the northwest corner, and one in the due south, formed a natural triangle.

As soon as Ye Qingfeng arrived, he heard the sound of three heartbeats. These sounds came from within the three ancient pines, accompanied by faint, almost inaudible breathing sounds. Just by these sounds, he knew they were three top-tier masters.

Undoubtedly, these three top-tier masters were the Shaolin Three Du’s, and they were all hidden within the tree trunks.

Ye Qingfeng heard the sounds of the Shaolin Three Du’s, but the Shaolin Three Du’s did not hear Ye Qingfeng’s sounds.

From within the ancient pine in the due south, an old voice said, “Two senior brothers, according to what Martial Nephew Kong Wen just said, that Wudang Ye Qingfeng is only about thirty years old, yet he has blockaded our Shaolin mountain gate for over a month. I find that a bit hard to believe.”

From within the ancient pine in the northeast corner, an equally old voice responded, “This matter is indeed inconceivable. If Zhang Sanfeng had blockaded our temple gate for over a month, I would believe it, but how much skill can a thirty-something-year-old kid have?”

From within the ancient pine in the northwest corner, still an old voice, replied, “However, Martial Nephew Kong Wen spoke with such certainty, and Grand-disciple Yuan Zhen also came to greet us earlier. This matter doesn’t seem to be false.”

The person in the due south said, “When did Wudang develop to such a degree? Even when Zhang Sanfeng emerged back then, he didn’t leave our entire Shaolin Temple helpless, let alone Zhang Sanfeng’s disciple?”

The person in the northeast corner said, “To let a junior block the mountain gate for over a month, it seems Kong Wen is quite an unqualified abbot.”

The person in the northwest corner said, “Two junior brothers, let’s not talk about these things for now. Martial Nephew Kong Wen personally came to plead with us, so it’s likely that Ye Qingfeng’s martial arts are extremely high. Let’s first think about how to deal with him, otherwise, our Shaolin’s reputation will be completely lost.”

The person in the due south said, “Senior brother is right.” His tone paused slightly, then he continued, “The three of us, senior and junior brothers, have been cultivating (Kū Chán – withered meditation) for over thirty years. Our goal was to deal with the great demon Yang Dingtian. I didn’t expect Yang Dingtian to pass away first, which was quite a bargain for him. However, using it now to deal with that Wudang kid and protect our Shaolin’s century-old foundation is not in vain for our arduous cultivation.”

The person in the northeast corner said, “Subduing demons and defending the Dao, protecting the temple and killing enemies, that is precisely the profound meaning of our withered meditation. However, if that kid refuses to come see us, what should we do?”

The person in the due south said, “If he refuses to come see us, we’ll go down the mountain to see him. In any case, we must send him away.”

As the three were talking, they suddenly felt something amiss. They abruptly looked up and saw moonlight piercing through the trees, casting dappled shadows. Unbeknownst to them, an extra person had appeared in front of them. That person was looking up at the moon, standing with hands behind his back, and said, “Do you really want to see me that much?”

The Three Monks Du’e, Du’nan, and Du’jie, were the only remaining top-tier masters of Shaolin Temple. Their internal cultivation was so profound that few in the world could rival them. With their cultivation, any tiny sound within a three-zhang radius could not escape their ears. Even the rustle of wind through grass or the sound of falling leaves and flying flowers could never escape their perception. Even though it was night, for them, there was little difference between day and night. In fact, the quietness of the night made their perception even more acute.

However, Ye Qingfeng simply stood among the three ancient pines, less than a zhang away from the three, and directly in front of them. Yet, the three had no idea when he had arrived.

This shock was truly extraordinary. Even though the three had been in seclusion for many years and their minds were as still as ancient wells, at this moment, they couldn’t help but tremble all over, finding it incredible. The three seemed to be connected to the three ancient pines. When their minds were unsettled, the ancient pines also shook uncontrollably.

It turned out that it wasn’t that they were connected to the three ancient pines, but rather that large holes had been hollowed out in the trunks of the ancient pines, and the three were residing within these tree holes. When their minds were unsettled, their internal energy immediately leaked out, causing the three ancient pines to shake and vibrate.

In their shock, the old monk in the due south suddenly stood up.

The tree hole where he resided was not tall. If he had just sat inside, there would have been some room to spare. But now, as he suddenly stood up, his body immediately rose above the tree hole. With a few “crackling” sounds, he had already pushed a large crack into the top of the tree hole.

The old monk in the northwest corner immediately shouted, “Du’jie, calm your mind and spirit.”

Upon hearing this sharp shout, the old monk in the due south couldn’t help but shiver and immediately realized that his state was not right.

Immediately, he hastily put his palms together, chanted a Buddhist prayer, calmed his mind, and sat down again.

In fact, Ye Qingfeng’s sudden appearance also caused the hearts of the two old monks in the northeast and northwest corners to pound wildly. It was just that their composure was slightly superior to that of the old monk in the due south, which prevented them from being startled into losing their composure.

Hearing Ye Qingfeng reveal his identity, the old monk in the northwest corner immediately took a deep breath, barely suppressing the shock in his heart, and slowly asked, “Is this the Wudang Sword Immortal gracing us with his presence? The three of us old monks have failed to greet you from afar, please forgive us.”

Ye Qingfeng politely said, “I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t dare.”

The old monk in the northeast corner said with a grim expression, “With your skill, Young Hero Ye, is there anything in the world you wouldn’t dare to do?”

Under the faint moonlight, one could vaguely see that this old monk had a missing eye. It was indeed Du’e.

Ye Qingfeng immediately asked, “Are you Du’e?”

Du’e said, “That’s right, I am Du’e. Young Hero Ye, at such a young age, you even recognize this old monk?”

Ye Qingfeng said with a mocking expression, “How could I not know a coward who hides like you?”

As soon as these words fell, the surrounding air immediately became unusually turbulent. The three monks attacked simultaneously, and three iron chains silently swept towards Ye Qingfeng. These three iron chains were black, making them extremely difficult to spot in the night. What was even more astonishing was that the three iron chains came with incredible speed, yet without making the slightest sound, like agile snakes emerging from their holes, leaving no trace whatsoever.

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