Chapter 244: Songshan Chongfu Palace

The highest mountain is called Yue, the pillar of the Central Plains.

There are 72 peaks in Mount Song, the one in the east is collectively called Taishi Mountain, and the one in the west is Shaoshi Mountain, each accounting for 36.

Just like the two major underworld sects entrenched in the area, they not only help each other but also compete with each other.

Let’s talk about the Guansheng Peak on the Taishi Mountain. It is covered with green cypresses, white cranes float in the clouds, and its highest point reaches the sky.

There is a Chongfu Palace on the top of the peak, which was originally a relic of Emperor Wu of Han Dynasty. It was renovated many times during the Tang and Song dynasties. In the early years of this dynasty, only three or four out of ten of the old gates and houses remained, but it is still a unique foundation in the world.

A low palace was built in Chongfu Palace more than ten years ago.

It is built entirely with bluestone mined from deep mountains. As soon as you step into it, you will realize that this hall is not short, but two-quarters of the walls are buried underground, so it looks shorter from the outside.

The cold palace is deep and dark, with the floor paved with ice bricks and a square platform made of mixed iron in the middle.

On the square platform.

The middle-aged man wore a yellow robe and a Hunyuan scarf on his head. He sat cross-legged on a cushion made of cold copper, with his five hearts facing the sky. When he breathed, his face turned ashen and tiny ice chips condensed on his beard.

The true Qi is inhaled through the Baihui meridian, turns into a ball of blue light, circulates three times in the small circle, and returns to the Dantian.

"Cold Extreme Heavenly Scripture, Rest in Dantian!"

He suddenly stretched out his hands and grabbed the empty space below the stage. Threads of cold air gradually gathered in his palms.

"Gather!"

He slowly pulled his hands up and held them in front of his abdomen in a ball-holding position. Two streams of cold air, like yin and yang fish, intertwined and merged with each other, first condensing into an ice ball and then spreading into a pool of water. This cycle repeated three times. The cold air became more and more intense, and both palms were covered with a layer of ice crystals.

"Disperse!"

He shouted loudly and swung his palms upwards.

The pool of icy energy turned into thousands of tiny blue water droplets, shooting out in all directions.

"Congeal!"

These beads of cold air, which were imperceptible to the naked eye, instantly absorbed and condensed the water vapor in the hall, expanding into a lump of ice the size of an egg...

Inside the palace, there was a hailstorm, and the air became even drier and colder.

This method is almost like manipulating the celestial phenomena. If it could only be exerted in this special environment of the temple, if ordinary people saw it outside, they would definitely call it a miracle.

"My icy true qi has already reached perfection, and my sword has been sharpened. It seems that the matter of uniting the Five Mountains sects cannot be delayed any longer."

Zuo Lengchan slowly opened his eyes, walked down from the square platform, and walked out of the Ice Palace along the stone bridge on the ice. "Greetings, Sect Leader Zuo," the four disciples of Songshan Sect who were waiting outside the palace hurriedly bowed and saluted when they saw the Sect Leader coming out.

"During the days I was in seclusion, has anyone come to see me?"

"Master Fei has been here before, and Master Dai has also sent his disciples here before."

"Ask Fei Bin to come to the main hall of Chongfu Palace to see me."

During the Battle of Mount Hua, all the best fighters from the Five Mountains Sword Sect and the Sun and Moon Divine Sect were killed or wounded, but the Songshan Sect managed to retain some of its vitality and produced Zuo Lengchan, a genius who was unrivaled in martial arts, wisdom, and ambition.

Although he was a younger generation, he used his skills to defeat the former leader's left and right arms and ascended the throne of Chongfu Palace.

The elders of Songshan Sect are still around. They have the keys to the sect's historical texts and the martial arts ideas of the previous sect leaders. In order to consolidate his own orthodox position, Zuo Lengchan can only rely on these people.

In the following decades, he summoned the remaining elders of the sect and recorded all the sword moves that everyone had memorized, no matter how refined or coarse, then he removed the dross and retained the essence, added to and revised them, and formed the Seventeen Sword Moves of Songshan.

Time is like a knife, and many people have passed away. Only two or three people are left from the elder group, and they are all very old.

Those who hold power in Songshan Sect now are the Thirteen Guardians who were promoted by Sect Leader Zuo.

"Uncle Fei!" Outside the Jiyue Hall of Chongfu Palace, two disciples saw the long-faced man in a red shirt and bowed in greeting.

"The master has arrived?"

"The headmaster is waiting for his uncle."

"it is good."

Fei Bin nodded, straightened his robe and sash, and walked quickly into the hall.

In the Jiyue Hall, there was a huge portrait of the former leader. After Zuo Lengchan had burned three incense sticks, he saw Fei Bin hurried in with a worried look on his face. He guessed that the Songshan Sect might not be at peace during the time he had been in seclusion.

"Meet the head brother!"

"sit down."

Zuo Lengchan pointed at the bright yellow cushion on the ground and asked him to sit down.

"Why are you so panicked?"

"Reporting to Senior Brother, Zhong Zhen and Le Hou were killed, and all our disciples sent to Pingyang Prefecture are dead."

Zuo Lengchan was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then asked coldly: "Have you found out who did it?"

"It should be Qingfeng Village!"

"Can a mountain stronghold kill two guardians of the Songshan Sect?"

"What do you mean, senior brother?"

"Some powerful person from the Demon Cult should have taken action."

"Brother, what you said is very true. Qingfeng Village has a close relationship with the Demon Cult. It is understandable that the Demon Cult took action."

Fei Bin knew clearly that the death of two masters from the Songshan Sect in battle would be a big deal if it spread to the martial arts world. However, dying at the hands of a master from the Demon Sect was completely different from dying at the hands of a bandit group.

Therefore, even if there is no evidence, we can only insist that it was done by the Demon Cult.

Zuo Lengchan nodded and said, "The two of them died fighting for the sect, so they should be buried with honor. Please place their ancestral tablets in the Martyrs' Shrine. Junior Brother Zhong still has relatives in Dengfeng City, so please provide them with a good pension. If there are any suitable disciples in your family, you can take them into the sect."

Le Hou was an outsider's lackey, and dying in battle for the Songshan Sect was his mission.

As for the Fifth Guardian Zhong Zhen, a genuine disciple of Mount Song, he was a fellow disciple of Zuo Lengchan, Fei Bin and others. They had been through thick and thin together and had a certain brotherhood, so it was inevitable that he felt sad.

Fei Bin said with murderous intent: "Brother, should we send another expert to Pingyang? No matter who did it, it is related to Qingfeng Village. If we don't kill them to reduce their prestige, you really think that Songshan Sect has no one left."

Zuo Lengchan thought for a moment and said, "Things have their priorities. Let's put the matter in Pingyang aside for now. Let me ask you, have there been any letters from Sanxiang recently?"

Fei Bin shook his head and said, "Liu Zhengfeng has widely sent out invitations to heroes, saying that he will retire on June 6th, and he has invited fellow martial artists to go to Hengshan to bear witness. This has now become a well-known event in the martial arts world. He sent his disciple Mi Weiyi to deliver a heroic invitation, but he did not send any other letters to my senior brother."

Zuo Lengchan sneered, "June 6th, you're going to quit? It seems like he's determined. I've tried to persuade him several times, but Mr. Liu Sanye from Hengyang didn't listen at all. So it's fine."

The Five Mountains Sword Sects are only allies with a loose relationship. Their only purpose is to jointly deal with the Demon Cult. Apart from that, each sect manages its own affairs, and the leader has no right to order them to do anything.

Fei Bin bowed and said, "The three hundred disciples of the Long Sword Hall have been assembled and are on standby at the foot of Mount Song. They can go south at any time. Anyone who dares not obey the orders of the leader will be killed immediately."

Zuo Lengchan looked at the portrait of his master. During the Huashan War, Shaolin stood aside and watched, causing the Five Mountains Sword Sect to suffer heavy losses. In his heart, he hated not only the Black Wood Cliff, but also the Zen ancestral temple around him.
“In order to fight against the outside world, we must first settle down at home!”

"The Five Mountains are united, the general trend is unstoppable. Those who follow it will prosper, while those who go against it will perish."

"Nothing great can be accomplished without bloodshed. Let's start with Liu Zhengfeng."

(End of this chapter)

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