[The New Legend of the Condor Heroes] (9 chapters)

Chapter 9 Wudang's Triumph (Part 1)

The next morning, Song Yuanqiao and the others changed into newly sewn cloth robes and, together with Zhang Wuji, the seven of them went to Zhang Sanfeng

to offer their birthday greetings. Suddenly, a young Taoist boy came in to report: "Leader Yin of the Eagle Sect has sent someone to deliver gifts to Senior Brother Wuji!" Zhang

Sanfeng

smiled and said, "Wuji, your maternal grandfather has sent gifts. Go and greet the guests!" "Yes," Zhang Wuji said. Yin Liting said, "I'll go with Wuji." Zhang Songxi laughed and said, "It's

not like it's the old hero Ji who's sending gifts. Why do you need to be so busy?" Yin Liting blushed but still followed Zhang Wuji

out. Two elderly men stood in the hall, wearing official hats and servants' attire. Upon seeing Zhang Wuji emerge,

they stepped knelt, and said, "Greetings, young master. We are Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu, and we pay our respects."

Zhang Wuji returned the bow and said, "Please rise, steward."

Yin Wufu had a long scar on his face, running diagonally from his right temple down to the tip of his nose and

ending at the left corner of his mouth. Yin Wulu, on the other hand, had a face full of pockmarks. Both men were extremely ugly and appeared to be around fifty years old.

Zhang Wuji asked, "Grandpa and Grandma, are you well? You must be tired from your long journey. Please sit and have some tea." Yin Wufu and Yin

Wulu dared not sit, but respectfully presented a gift list, saying, "Our masters and mistresses have offered a small token of our appreciation; please

accept it, young master." Zhang Wuji said, "Thank you!" He opened the gift list and saw over ten sheets of gold-leafed paper listing

two hundred gifts, including countless jewels such as jade phoenixes, as well as clothing, headwear, and utensils. Yin Wufu

turned and went out, leading ten porters in, each carrying a load on a shoulder pole, which they placed to the side of the hall.

Yin Wufu then said, "Master and Madam miss the young master very much and have instructed me to escort him to the sect."

Zhang Wuji replied, "After my grandmaster's birthday celebration, I will set off to visit my maternal grandparents."

Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu said, "Then we can only stay in Wudang for a few days."

Yin Liting said, "Please, you two, go and rest." A young Taoist boy came to lead Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu, who

bowed to Zhang Wuji before getting up and leaving.

At this moment, a young Taoist boy entered, presenting a calling card. Yin Liting took the invitation and read it. It read , "

He Taichong, a junior disciple of Kunlun, along with his disciples, respectfully wishes

Master Zhang a long and healthy life." He exclaimed in surprise, "The Kunlun Sect Leader has personally come to wish Master a long life! When did he arrive in the Central Plains?" Yin Liting added, "This guest is no ordinary person; Master should

personally greet him." He hurriedly went to inform Zhang Sanfeng. Zhang Sanfeng said, "I've heard that Master Tieqin rarely visits the Central Plains; it's fortunate

he knows my birthday." He then led six disciples and Zhang Wuji to greet him. They saw that Master Tieqin

, He Taichong was not very old, dressed in a yellow robe, with a refined and dignified demeanor, clearly

the leader of a prestigious sect. Behind him stood eight male and female disciples, including Xihua Zi and Wei Siniang. Seeing Zhang Wuji

among them , Xihua Zi's eyes darted away, but remembering his master's presence, he snorted and deliberately raised his head.

He Taichong bowed to Zhang Sanfeng to offer his congratulations. Zhang Sanfeng repeatedly thanked him and returned the bow.

As soon as Zhang Sanfeng welcomed He Taichong and his disciple into the hall, and tea was served, a young Taoist boy brought in a

visiting card and handed it to Song Yuanqiao. It was the Five Elders of Kongtong who had arrived. In the martial arts world of that time, Shaolin and Wudang were the most

renowned, followed by Kunlun and Emei, with Kongtong coming next. In terms of seniority and status, the Five Elders of Kongtong were only

equal . However, Zhang Sanfeng was very humble, standing up and saying, "The Five Elders of Kongtong have arrived. Brother He, please have a seat

. This old Taoist will go out to greet our guests."

He Taichong thought to himself, "Such figures as the Five Elders of Kongtong, sending a disciple to greet them is sufficient."

A short while later Five Elders of Kongtong brought their disciples in. Following

them, leaders from many sects and gangs, including the Divine Fist Sect, the Sea Sand Sect, the Giant Whale Gang, and the Wushan Sect, arrived on the mountain to offer their birthday greetings. Song Yuanqiao and the others had only intended for a day of joyous celebration for their own sect,

but they hadn't expected so many guests to arrive. With six disciples attending to each guest, they were simply overwhelmed. Zhang Sanfeng, who

detested such formalities throughout his life, always instructed his disciples

not to disturb outsiders on his seventieth, eightieth, and ninetieth birthdays. Yet, on his centenary, a multitude of distinguished guests from the martial arts world had gathered. Eventually,

there weren't even enough chairs in Zixiao Palace for the guests. Song Yuanqiao had to send people to bring round stones, which were densely packed in the hall.

While the leaders of various sects and gangs still had seats, the disciples and followers had to sit on the stones.

In the main hall, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and Yin Liting chatted politely with the guests. The three of them

had already sensed that the guests' arrival was unusual, and each muttered to themselves. Just then, the young Taoist boy came in to report, "Master Jingxuan, a disciple of

the Emei Sect, along with five fellow disciples, has come to offer birthday greetings to our Grandmaster." Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou

smiled at Yin Liting. At this moment, Mo Shenggu was accompanying eight or nine guests into the hall from outside. Zhang Songxi had just

come out from the inner hall and, upon hearing of the arrival of the Emei disciples, also smiled at Yin Liting. Yin Liting's face was flushed, and she looked embarrassed.

Zhang Songxi and Yin Liting went out to greet them. They saw that Master Jingxuan was about forty years old,

tall and imposing, and although she was a woman, she was half a head taller than an average man. Among the five fellow disciples behind her, one

was a thin man in his thirties, and two were nuns. Among them, Master Jingxu, Zhang Wuji, had already met her on the boat at sea.

The other two were young women in their early twenties. One was as beautiful as a flower, gentle and charming, with a slight smile – this was Bei Jinyi

. The other was a fair-skinned, tall, and slender beauty, fiddling with the hem of her dress – this was

none other betrothed and a member of the Ji family. Zhang Songxi greeted them and accompanied the six inside. Yin Liting

was extremely shy, not daring to look at Ji Xiaofu even once. When they reached the corridor and saw everyone ahead, he couldn't help but glance at

Ji Xiaofu . At that moment, Ji Xiaofu, with her head down, also glanced at him, and their eyes met. Ji Xiaofu's junior sister

, Bei Jinyi, coughed loudly. Both of them blushed deeply and turned their heads away. Bei Jinyi chuckled and

whispered , "Senior sister, this Senior Brother Yin is even more shy than you." Suddenly, Ji Xiaofu

trembled a few times, her face turned pale, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Song Yuanqiao and the others carefully observed each person. They noticed that most of the sect leaders and gang chiefs were self-respecting and carried no weapons, but

many of their disciples and subordinates had bulging waists, indicating they were concealing weapons. Only the disciples of the Emei, Kunlun, and Kongtong sects were

completely empty-handed. Song Yuanqiao and the others were indignant: "You said you came to wish your master a happy birthday, so why are you concealing weapons?" They

also noticed the birthday gifts each person brought. Most of them were just some longevity peaches and noodles

hastily . This was not only inconsistent with Zhang Sanfeng's status as a grandmaster of martial arts, but also with

the grandeur of the sect leaders. Only the Emei sect's gift was truly substantial: in addition to sixteen kinds of precious jade artifacts, there was also a large red brocade.

The satin robe was embroidered with a hundred different "longevity" characters in gold thread, a testament to the considerable effort involved. Master Jingxuan

told Zhang Sanfeng, "This was embroidered by ten female disciples of the Emei sect." Zhang Sanfeng was delighted and

laughed , "The Emei heroines are renowned throughout the land for their fist and sword skills, yet today they've come to embroider this longevity robe for this old Daoist; it is truly a most precious

gift."

After the guests finished their meal in the hall, the Daoist Fireman cleared away the dishes. Zhang Songxi said loudly, "Esteemed

seniors and friends, today is my master's 100th birthday. We are deeply honored by your presence, but our hospitality

has been extremely basic; please forgive us. Since you have all come to Wudang,

how about I accompany you to enjoy the scenery around the mountain?"

Xi Huazi of the Kunlun Sect stood up. Seeing so many martial artists present, Xi Huazi grew bolder and was no longer

afraid of Zhang Wuji. He even wanted to provoke conflict between Zhang Wuji and those present. If Zhang Wuji was killed, all the better; if not

, at least he could humiliate him. A voice said, "Zhang Sixia, you don't need to spell things out. We're honest people

, we don't do things in secret, let's speak frankly. We've come up the mountain to wish Master Zhang a long life, and secondly, to discuss

the news of Xie Xun's death."

Mo Shenggu sneered, "Do you all not believe that my fifth brother and Xie Xun died together? Or do you suspect that Wudang has

hidden Xie Xun?" At this moment, a voice came from outside the door: "Amitabha!" This Buddhist chant clearly

reached everyone's ears, clear and bright, as if it came from afar, yet it sounded as if it came from right beside them. Zhang Sanfeng

laughed , "So it's Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin Temple. Quickly, welcome him." The voice outside the door replied, "

Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin Temple, along with his junior brothers Kongzhi and Kongxing, and his disciples, respectfully wish Master Zhang a long and happy life."

Kongwen, Kongzhi, and Kongxing were among the four great monks of Shaolin. Except for Master Kongjian, who was already dead,

all three monks had come. He Taichong, the leader of the Kunlun sect, said, "I have long admired the esteemed monks of Shaolin. It is an honor to meet them today

, and this trip has not been in vain." Another, deeper voice outside the door said, "This must be

Master He, the leader of the Kunlun sect. A pleasure to meet you! Master Zhang, we are truly disrespectful for being late in offering our birthday greetings." Zhang Sanfeng said, "

Today, Wudang Mountain is filled with distinguished guests. I have only lived to be a hundred years old. How dare I trouble the three esteemed monks?" The

four of separated by several doors, exchanged words using their internal energy, as if they were having a face-to-face conversation. The Emei sect's Abbess Jingxuan and

Jingxu, and the Kongtong sect's Guan Neng, Zong Weixia, Tang Wenliang, and Chang Jingzhi, were not skilled enough to join the conversation.

The figures from other sects and factions were even more astonished and ashamed of their inferiority.

Zhang Sanfeng led his disciples out to greet them, and saw the three esteemed monks leading nine monks slowly walking to the front of the Zixiao Palace.

Master Kongwen's white eyebrows drooped down to his eyes, making him resemble a long-browed Arhat; Master Kongxing was imposing and had a majestic

appearance ; Master Kongzhi, however, had a bitter face and downturned lips. Song Yuanqiao was secretly puzzled. He was quite skilled

in physiognomy and thought to himself, "Ordinary people with Master Kongzhi's appearance would either die young or suffer an early misfortune.

How could he not only enjoy a long life but also become a revered master in the martial arts world? It seems my knowledge of physiognomy

is truly limited."

Although Zhang Sanfeng and Kongwen were all masters in the martial arts world, they had never met before. In terms of age, Zhang Sanfeng was

thirty or forty years older than them. He came from Shaolin, and if ranked according to his master Jueyuan, he

would be two generations higher than Kongwen and the others. However, since he had not been ordained as a monk at Shaolin nor had he formally studied martial arts with Shaolin monks,

they greeted each other with the courtesy due to equals. Song Yuanqiao and the others, on the other hand, were a generation lower. Zhang Sanfeng greeted Kongwen and the others as they entered the main hall.

He Taichong, Abbess Jingxuan, Guan Neng, and others stepped forward to greet them, exchanging words of admiration and pleasantries. However, Master Kongwen

was extremely humble, greeting each junior disciple of every sect and faction with a clasped hand and a few words, causing quite a commotion before

all hundreds were introduced.

The three eminent monks, Kongwen, Kongzhi, and Kongxing, then sat down and drank a cup of tea. Kong Wen said, "

Master according to age and seniority, I am your junior. Today, apart from birthday greetings, I shouldn't bring up anything else. However

, as the head of the Shaolin Sect, I have a few words to frankly say to my senior. I hope Master Zhang will not take offense." Zhang Sanfeng,

always forthright, got straight to the point: "Three eminent monks, is it about Xie Xun's death?"

Kong Wen said, "Indeed, we have two matters to ask Zhang Wuxia's son. First, Zhang Wuxia

killed all seventy-one members of our Shaolin Sect's Longmen Escort Agency and also killed six Shaolin monks.

How should these seventy-seven lives be settled? Second, my senior brother, Master Kongjian, was a compassionate and virtuous man who never quarreled with others,

yet he was tragically killed by Jin..." "The Lion King Xie Xun was killed. I heard from Young Master Zhang that Xie Xun is dead. Is that true?"

Zhang Sanfeng said, "The fact that my fifth disciple died with Xie Xun is absolutely true. I can guarantee that

. As for Cui Shan killing all seventy-one members of the Longmen Escort Agency of the Shaolin Sect and killing six Shaolin monks,

I am unaware of that. But given Cui Shan's character, he wouldn't do such a thing."

Abbot Kongwen said to Zhang Sanfeng, "Since Master Zhang has guaranteed it, the news of Xie Xun's death must be true. However, regarding the

matter of Zhang Wuxia killing people, someone witnessed Zhang Wuxia killing my disciples. Although Zhang Wuxia is dead, how should this matter be resolved

today ? I ask Master Zhang for your guidance."

With a wave of his left hand, three middle-aged monks stepped out from behind him. The three monks were all blind in their right eyes; they were none other than Yuanxin, Yuanyin, and Yuanye, the Shaolin monks who had been blinded by Yin Susu with silver needles by

West Lake . Among the three monks of the "Yuan" generation,

Yuan Ye was the most hot-tempered. He shouted, "Zhang Cuishan

shot a poisoned needle into Huifeng's mouth by West Lake in Lin'an, killing him. I witnessed it with my own eyes. All three of us were blinded in the right eye by his poisoned needle."

Song Yuanqiao said, "Although we Wudang disciples have learned many hidden weapons, they are all large

weapons . My seven fellow disciples have been traveling in the martial world for a long time. Has anyone seen a Wudang disciple use gold or silver needles

? As for poisoning needles, there is no need to mention it."

The Seven Heroes of Wudang always acted openly and fairly, which was well known in the martial world. It was indeed hard for the martial arts figures who came

to the mountain . Yuan Ye roared, "Even now, you're still trying to deny it? That day, when

Hui Feng was killed by the needle, my senior brother Yuan Yin and I saw it clearly. If it wasn't Zhang Cuishan, then who was it?" Yu Lianzhou said

, "Your sect has someone injured or killed, so you expect the Wudang sect to tell you who the assailant was? Is there any such

rule ?" In his rage, Yuan Ye's words became increasingly incoherent,

turning what was originally a perfectly reasonable matter for the Shaolin sect into a mere sophistry.

Zhang Songxi interjected, "Senior brother Yuan Ye, it's still too early to say who injured those Shaolin monks ."

" I don't understand. But my senior brother, Yu Daiyan, was clearly injured by the Vajra Finger technique of the Shaolin School. You've come at the perfect time

; we were just about to ask, who injured my third senior brother with the Vajra Finger technique?"

Yuan Ye stammered, "It wasn't me."

Zhang Songxi sneered, "I know it wasn't you; I doubt you've even mastered that skill." He paused

, then continued, "If my third senior brother were healthy and fought with your school's experts, and was injured

by , then it would only be because he wasn't skilled enough. Since fighting always results in injury or death, what's there to say?

Can you sign an insurance policy beforehand guaranteeing no one will be hurt? But my third senior brother was seriously ill and

unable , yet that Shaolin disciple used the Vajra Finger technique to break all four of his limbs and force him to reveal the whereabouts of the Dragon-Slaying Saber."

At this point, his voice... He raised his voice, saying, "The Shaolin School's martial arts are unparalleled in the world; they are already the supreme martial arts sect. Why must they

be so determined to obtain this Dragon-Slaying Saber? Besides, my third brother has only seen the Dragon-Slaying Saber once. For your disciples

to interrogate us like this is far too cruel. Yu Daiyan was a man of some renown in the martial arts world

, known for his chivalrous deeds and righteous actions. He did many good deeds for the martial arts community, but now he has been crippled for life by the Shaolin disciples and has been bedridden for ten years. We

are here to ask the three monks for an explanation." For the past ten years, the Shaolin

and Wudang but due to Zhang Cuishan's disappearance, a resolution remained elusive. Seeing

the imposing manner of Kongzhi, Yuanye, and the others, Zhang Songxi brought up this case again. Master Kongwen said, "I have already

said . I have thoroughly investigated all the disciples of our sect, and none of them have harmed Yu Sanxia." Zhang Songxi reached into his robes and pulled out

a gold ingot. The fingerprints on the ingot were clear. He shouted, "All the heroes under heaven have witnessed that the person who harmed my brother Yu Sanxia was

the Shaolin disciple who left the fingerprints on this gold ingot. Besides the Vajra Finger Strength of the Shaolin sect, what other

martial arts school or sect can create a fingerprint on this gold ingot?"

Yuanyin and Yuanye testified against Zhang Cuishan, but Zhang Songxi produced evidence based on their words, which

was far more convincing than mere empty words. Kong Wen said, "Excellent, excellent!

Besides But these three senior elders

have been at Shaolin Temple for thirty or forty years each; how could they possibly harm Yu Sanxia?" Mo Shenggu suddenly interjected, "Master doesn't believe my fifth

senior brother's words, saying it's only one side of the story. Does that mean what you say isn't also only one side of the story?" Master Kong Wen

, being very cultured, wasn't angry despite Mo Shenggu's blunt words, and simply said, "If Seventh Hero Mo doesn't believe this old monk..." "Well , there

's nothing we can do about it," said Mo Shenggu. "How could I not believe you, Master? But the world is ever-changing, and truth and falsehood

are often beyond our expectations. You all say that those Shaolin monks were injured by my fifth senior brother, and we believe that my third senior brother

was injured by a Shaolin master. Perhaps there's more to the story. In my opinion, this matter should be carefully considered to

avoid damaging the harmony between the Shaolin and Wudang sects. If we act rashly, we'll only regret it when the truth comes out." Kong Wen

nodded and said, "Seventh Hero Mo is right."

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