Chapter 983
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The palace was very huge.
There were a total of five floors.
With carved beams and painted pillars.
Simple and solemn.
Ye Qiu looked up and saw that there was a bronze plaque hanging directly above the palace gate, with three words engraved on it –
Scripture Depository Pavilion！
“Master Ye, women are not allowed to enter the Scripture Depository Pavilion. I will ask Shangling True Person and Shangzhen True Person to take this girl for a stroll on the mountain. What do you think？” Chongxu Taoist said.
Ye Qiu took a look at Xiao Yiren.
Xiao Yiren nodded： “Okay.”
The Chongxu Taoist gave a look to the Shangling True Man, and immediately, the Shangling True Man and the Shangzhen True Man took Xiao Yiren and left.
Ye Qiu swept a glance and didn’t see any guards or hidden sentries. He couldn’t help but feel strange and asked, “Senior, the Scripture Pavilion is an important place of Wudang. Why is there no one guarding it？”
The Chongxu Taoist let out a long sigh and didn’t answer this question. Instead, he said, “Master Ye, please come with me.”
The two came to the door.
There was a big old-fashioned copper lock hanging on the door.
The Chongxu Taoist took out a long key from the cuff of his Taoist robe, opened the copper lock, and then pushed open the door.
Immediately, a musty smell of dust came over.
”Sorry, the Scripture Pavilion hasn’t been opened for many years, so there is a little more dust.” The Chongxu Taoist made a gesture of invitation. “Master Ye, please！”
After speaking, the Chongxu Taoist took the lead in stepping into the Scripture Pavilion.
Thinking that he was about to see countless martial arts secret books, Ye Qiu was a little excited and quickly followed up.
However, after entering the door, Ye Qiu was stunned.
Looking around, in the spacious room, there were countless bookshelves filled, but the bookshelves were all empty, without a single book.
Where are the martial arts secret books？
Ye Qiu was puzzled in his heart and looked up at the upstairs, thinking, could the secret books be up there?
Just as he thought of this, he heard Taoist Chongxu say, “Master Ye, please come with me.”
Then, Taoist Chongxu led Ye Qiu and walked up the wooden stairs to the second floor of the Scripture Repository Pavilion.
The situation on the second floor was the same as that on the first floor.
The bookshelves were covered with dust and empty, with nothing on them.
Ye Qiu finally couldn’t help it and asked, “Senior…”
“Master Ye, don’t be impatient. Please come with me.” Before Ye Qiu could ask the doubt in his heart, Taoist Chongxu led Ye Qiu to continue going upstairs.
After arriving on the third floor.
Ye Qiu found that the situation was the same again.
The bookshelves were still empty, and no secret books were seen.
He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. Could it be that the Scripture Repository Pavilion was just for show？
“Master Ye, let’s continue going upstairs.” Taoist Chongxu led Ye Qiu and climbed up to the fourth floor of the Scripture Repository Pavilion again.
On the fourth floor, there were no bookshelves, only a dozen portraits.
The portraits were hung on the surrounding walls.
Taoist Chongxu pointed to the portraits and said, “These portraits are all the successive Supervisor of our Wudang Mountain. After they ascended to immortality, their portraits will be hung here for future generations to pay homage to. When I ascend to immortality, my portrait will also be hung here.”
Ye Qiu didn’t care about these at all. He only cared about one thing now. Where were the martial arts secret books？
Ye Qiu asked again, “Senior, why didn’t I see…”
“Benefactor Ye, let’s go to the fifth floor.” Taoist Chongxu interrupted Ye Qiu’s words and went straight upstairs.
Ye Qiu had no choice but to follow.
The room on the fifth floor was a little smaller, and there was a golden statue of Zhang Sanfeng enshrined inside.
Other than that, there was nothing else.
Daoist Chongxu knelt down in front of the statue, kowtowed a few times, and then lit a stick of incense.
Ye Qiu also knelt down respectfully, kowtowed, and lit incense.
Zhang Sanfeng was not only the founding ancestor of Wudang Mountain but also a senior master. Logically speaking, Ye Qiu should kneel and worship.
After the kneeling and worshiping was over.
Daoist Chongxu said, “Master Ye, are you wondering why there is not a single martial arts cheat book in the Scripture Pavilion？”
Ye Qiu nodded： “Yes！”
Daoist Chongxu explained: That’s because the Scripture Pavilion was stolen many years ago, and all the martial arts cheat books were emptied.
What？
Ye Qiu simply didn’t believe it.
Throughout the ages, there have been many masters in Wudang Mountain. Who could steal the cheat books from the Scripture Pavilion？
Even if there was a peerless master who quietly sneaked into the Scripture Pavilion and stole one or two martial arts cheat books, it would still be understandable. But if it was said that all the martial arts cheat books were emptied at once, how could this be possible！
You know, these are the martial arts cheat books on several floors.
There are at least tens of thousands of them！
Unless they were pulled away by a truck, how could they be taken away？
Moreover, if they were pulled away by a truck, wouldn’t so many masters in Wudang Mountain find out？
Wouldn’t they stop it if they found out？
Therefore, Ye Qiu didn’t believe it.
Does Sect Master Ye not believe what the Old Dao said？” Chongxu Daoist smiled bitterly. “Every word of the Old Dao is true, and there is absolutely no intention of deceiving Donor Ye.
This is also the reason why Wudang Mountain has never opened the Scripture Pavilion for a whole sixty years.
At the beginning, the supreme ruler, Elder Tang, came to Wudang Mountain for an inspection and proposed to enter the Scripture Pavilion to take a look, but was rejected by the Old Dao .
Because there is not a single secret book in it, all of them have been stolen.
Ye Qiu asked, “Senior, the junior wants to know, what kind of person is so powerful that he can steal the secret books on several floors？”
Chongxu Daoist Youyou sighed. “This matter is a long story.”
Sixty-one years ago on the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Old Dao was still a small Taoist boy at that time. That night, the clouds were thick, thunder and lightning were flashing, and it was raining cats and dogs.
In the middle of the night, I got up to relieve myself and suddenly heard the sound of fighting coming from the direction of the Scripture Pavilion.
Out of curiosity, I quietly approached to see what was going on.
Only after arriving did I find out that it was a group of masked people who broke into the Scripture Pavilion to steal the secret books.
They made a lot of noise and were discovered by the masters guarding the Scripture Pavilion, so they started fighting.
In less than half an hour, the eighteen masters guarding the Scripture Pavilion were killed.
The Supervisor at that time, that is, my master, led dozens of masters to stop this group of people.
Unexpectedly, the skills of those masked people were really too powerful, and many more people were killed and injured.
“My master was also seriously injured in the process of fighting with that group of masked people.”
“Finally, that group of masked people put out cruel words to my master, saying that if they continued to stop them, they would massacre Wudang Mountain and leave no one alive.”
“In order to save the lives of the Wudang disciples, my master had no choice but to let that group of people steal the secret manual.
“That group of masked people carried things for several hours. It was not until dawn was about to break that they emptied the Scripture Pavilion and then fled away.”
“This matter has never been said by Wudang to the outside world, because this is a secret of Wudang and also the greatest disgrace since the establishment of Wudang.
Daoist Chongxu said： “Master Ye, the old way said before that he asked you to do a thing for Wudang. You promised the old way and won’t go back on your word, right？”
Ye Qiu had a bad premonition in his heart. He suspected that he had fallen into the pit of Daoist Chongxu and asked: “Senior, is the thing you want the junior to do related to the stolen secret recipe?”
“Exactly!” Daoist Chongxu said solemnly: I hope Master Ye can help us Wudang Mountain retrieve the lost martial arts manual of that year.
