LRAB Chapter 111 Secluded Seclusion: Three Madmen Are Enough
Chapter 111 Secluded Seclusion: Three Madmen Are Enough
"Bang!"
"Thump!"
Three consecutive striking sounds came from deep within the cave, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
As Lü Qian approached the bend, the firelight inside the cave was reflected on the stone wall in front of him.
With a flash of light and shadow, a figure was punched three times and completely knocked unconscious; it must have been Wang Ye after his transformation.
Based on the requests of the three elderly people, it's not hard to see what they want to do.
If you can't see Zhou Sheng in person, can't you at least find a stand-in "Zhou Sheng" to vent your anger?
The big monkey wearing a Wudang Taoist robe, Zhou Sheng's nickname is the big monkey.
Wang Ye suffered from his youthful ignorance this time, being tricked by three seniors into becoming their punching bag.
But it's nothing serious, since it was our own people who made the mistake, so we can learn from it.
It's better than being bullied by outsiders after coming down the mountain.
In the firelight's reflection, the three people on the stone platform looked at Wang Ye lying on the ground and began to discuss excitedly.
"These few punches should leave a deep impression on this kid."
"That's right, I really enjoyed that punch just now. That pointed, monkey-faced guy really looked like him."
Hong Yin and another old man pointed excitedly at Wang Ye, who was sleeping soundly under the stone platform, as if they had really hit Zhou Sheng just now.
"Hahaha……"
The laughter of the three gradually subsided, and then another steady voice rang out, causing Lü Qian, who was standing in the corner eavesdropping outside the stone room, to straighten his posture.
"Alright, my two junior brothers, calm down. You brat outside, come in."
"yes!"
Bathed in the firelight, a young Taoist priest carrying a peach wood sword walked in from the outside.
His eyes were deep and still, the flickering flames reflected in those deep, tranquil eyes without causing the slightest ripple.
Clouds float in the blue sky, water swirls in the bottle; my heart is like the deep sea, undisturbed by any disturbance.
Lu Qian walked steadily and firmly, each step he took emanating a serene and peaceful aura that permeated his body and influenced everything around him.
The lively atmosphere inside the cave became peaceful and tranquil with the arrival of Lü Qian.
On the stone platform, the three old men, their eyes glazed over, looked at the young Taoist priest. They felt a flash of silver light before their eyes, and their minds became much clearer.
Three pairs of dark, lifeless eyes slowly began to move.
"Kid, you..."
Sitting in the center of the stone platform, Hong Yin pointed at Lü Qian. His sudden peaceful state of mind made him hesitate to speak, unsure of what to say.
He wanted to say something sarcastic as usual, but now he seemed to have forgotten what to say, staring blankly at the approaching young Taoist.
The three old men sat cross-legged on the stone platform, feeling as if the heavy shackles that had troubled them for decades had become much lighter with the arrival of Lü Qian.
The elderly man surnamed Fang, who was leading the group, had a glint in his eyes. "Boy, you've learned the techniques of the Three Demon Sect?"
"Grandmaster Uncle has discerning eyes. Your disciple has returned after a year of wandering, having mastered the Taoist arts of various schools. Now I have come here to verify my path in Taoism."
Lu Qian went straight to the stone platform and sat down cross-legged. He took the peach wood sword from his back and placed the three-foot-long blade across his knees.
"Each family carries a heavy burden of its heritage. The road ahead will either lead to boundless success or, like the three of us, become trapped in our own little world, living a life of madness. Are you ready?"
The elderly man surnamed Lu, who had large earlobes, asked in a deep voice.
"I have a direction now."
"In my humble opinion, Wudang already has enough of the Three Madmen."
Lu Qian smiled and joked with the three people on the stone platform, although his words were not funny to them.
Wudang has the patriarch Zhang Sanfeng, and now there are three mad Taoists in the back mountain.
The three madmen didn't want this kind of fate.
Upon hearing this, Hong Yin realized what was happening. He glared angrily at Lü Qian below the stone platform, "Boy, you..."
"Alright, Grandmaster Hongyin, it's just the same few sentences over and over again. Aren't you tired? I'm tired of listening to it."
Lu Qian waved his hand at Hong Yin, "I see you two are having a good time. Let Wang Ye become Zhou Sheng to vent your anger."
"This method must have been your idea, right?"
"snort!"
The elderly man surnamed Fang reluctantly interrupted the somewhat childish conversation, "Alright, Junior Brother Hongyin."
"And the young man from the Lü family, now that you have a direction, go for it boldly. Only by walking the path can you truly count."
"Junior brothers, attack together."
As he spoke, he and the other two old men turned around and slapped the stone wall behind them, opening up a more secluded stone chamber.
This cave within a cave is hidden inside a stone door that is two feet thick.
The stone gate was narrow, allowing only one person to crouch down and squeeze through.
The firelight inside the cave shone through the open stone door.
It illuminated a corner of the darkness inside.
After opening the stone door, the three old men turned to look at Lü Qian. "The place behind us is where generations of Wudang disciples have secluded themselves for cultivation. It can only be opened from the outside."
"Just like walking on a road, you can only move forward and not hesitate for even a moment."
"There are restrictions inside, and the three of us old guys will protect you at the door, so you don't need to worry about being disturbed."
Hong Yin stepped aside from the open stone door behind her. "If you're ready, then step into this place where there's no turning back."
Lu Qian stared at the deep, unknown cave within a cave, his gaze as unwavering as ever.
"Thank you for protecting me, Grand Masters."
Lu Qian stood up and bowed to the three old men on the stone platform.
"Success will be achieved within three years!"
Although his face was calm, his words revealed his unwavering confidence.
"This disciple is leaving!"
Lu Qian held the wooden sword upside down, and with a flash, he transformed into a golden light and entered the stone gate.
As golden light flashed into the stone gate, the thick stone wall slowly closed again, its runes flowing and merging with the surroundings in the blink of an eye.
Hong Yin sat back down, her head bowed so that her face was not visible.
He muttered to himself, "Three years, three more years."
"Heaven is helping Wudang!"
He suddenly looked up and shouted, his hair disheveled and flowing over his shoulders, appearing as if he had gone mad.
"May Zhenwudang prosper!"
"Hahaha……"
The two old men, Fang and Lu, also joined in the maniacal laughter. For a moment, the three Taoists on the stone platform seemed to have gone mad at the same time.
The commotion of the three woke up Wang Ye, who was sleeping on the ground. He looked up at the three people on the stone platform.
"Hmm... Am I... still dreaming?"
The three old men on the stone platform looked at Wang Ye on the ground and smiled meaningfully.
"Yes, I'll let you dream on."
Hongyin, with fingers joined, made a hand seal, saying, "【Kun character • Earth River Chariot】".
A powerful mud dragon emerged from the ground and surged toward Wang Ye, who was lying on the ground.
The familiar feeling immediately startled Wang Ye awake. He quickly rolled to the side, stood up, and ran to the side.
"Grandmaster Hong, what brings you here again?"
"Because you didn't become the monkey I wanted. Try to become it again, but this time remember to be more like it."