Chapter 33

"Who are you people?" Luo Fan looked at them with a slightly cold expression and asked in return.

The leading swordsman had not yet spoken when someone beside him said, "Senior Brother, don't waste time with him. Whoever dares to intrude on the forbidden grounds of our Boundless Sword Sect, seize him first!"

"Hahaha!" Luo Fan burst into laughter upon hearing this. "I was wondering who it was, turns out it's the Boundless Sword Sect, a bunch of small fry from hundreds of years ago, now claiming to be kings?" Luo Fan threw his long sword into the air, transformed into a white blur, darted into the crowd, and quickly returned, with the sword he had thrown into the air now back in his hand. All the disciples of the Boundless Sword Sect were subdued!

"Who exactly are you? Do you have to oppose our Boundless Sword Sect?" The leader, seeing how powerful Luo Fan was, softened his tone slightly but still maintained his arrogance.

"Oppose?" Luo Fan glanced at the disciples of the Boundless Sword Sect and said with disdain, "Do you even deserve it?"

"You!" The disciple was about to speak again when a loud chant suddenly came: "The immortal of Boundless, with boundless power, boundless blessings, and a life as long as the heavens!"

Luo Fan looked in the direction of the sound and saw eight young men dressed in the attire of the Boundless Sword Sect disciples carrying a magnificent sedan chair flying through the air. On the chair sat an elderly man in a silver robe, with silver hair, looking spirited and noble, exuding a transcendent aura. If it weren't for the chant that reminded Luo Fan of Ding Chunqiu, he might have suspected that the Boundless Sword Sect had produced a true immortal.

"Welcome the immortal out of seclusion!" The disciples who had been immobilized shouted, though they couldn't move, they could still speak.

"Hmm." The Boundless Immortal nodded slightly and then smiled at Luo Fan, saying, "Little one, was it you who immobilized these disciples of the Boundless Sword Sect? Intruding on the forbidden grounds is a serious offense, and resistance will be punished even more severely. You should be executed! However, I see that you have a unique bone structure, a rare talent. If you join my sect and serve me sincerely, I will overlook it. What do you say?"

This was like someone in the real world telling Luo Fan: You've offended me, and you should die, but I'll give you a chance. If you become my dog, I'll spare you.

Luo Fan sneered, thinking how ridiculous this old man was, not knowing his place. Just as he was about to speak, Yang Guo stepped forward and shouted, "What old madman are you, spouting nonsense? You're not even fit to tie my master's shoes, and you want to take him as a disciple?"

"Slap him!" Before the words were even finished, a silver figure flashed in front of Yang Guo, but a white figure arrived even faster. A "slap" was heard, and the silver figure was sent flying back, with a red handprint on his face!

Luo Fan clapped his hands and said coolly, "Old man, considering your age and weakness, I'll do the physical labor of slapping for you."

"Slapping Yang Guo in front of me, this old man has some nerve!" Luo Fan thought with a cold smile.

"Ignorant brat, you're asking for death!" The Boundless Immortal, enraged, stepped forward and pulled out a silver long sword from a disciple, the sword shining like autumn water, the moves graceful and transcendent, and the silver robe and sash fluttering, making him look like a true immortal.

Luo Fan just stood there, unmoving. The disciples of the Boundless Sword Sect thought he was scared stiff by the immortal's sword technique. The silver long sword of the Boundless Immortal pierced through the fluttering sashes, aiming for Luo Fan's heart! When the sword was only a foot away from Luo Fan, a smile finally appeared on the old man's face.

Suddenly, the sword passed through the body of the white-robed youth without any resistance, and then he was kicked hard in the buttocks, falling flat on his face.

Yang Guo burst into laughter, and the Boundless Immortal, who had just picked himself up from the ground, had disheveled silver hair and a muddy robe, no longer looking like an immortal.

"I'm furious!" The Boundless Immortal roared and thrust his sword at Luo Fan again. This time, the moves were faster and more urgent, but to Luo Fan, the power was much weaker, though the moves still had a transcendent quality.

"What kind of sword technique is this?" Luo Fan was puzzled. He remembered that in the original story, the sword technique of the Boundless Sword Sect was a common, unremarkable style. Why did this old man's sword technique look so different?

Thinking about this, Luo Fan did not counterattack but used the Lingbo Weibu to dodge, both to familiarize himself with the new technique and to observe the Boundless Immortal's sword technique.

The more Luo Fan watched, the more he found it strange. Some of the moves were extremely exquisite, while others seemed forced. Although it still retained a hint of transcendence, it felt like a poor addition. After completing the set, the Boundless Immortal hadn't even touched Luo Fan's clothes. Luo Fan gradually lost patience, pointed his sword at the old man's wrist, and the Boundless Immortal's sword fell to the ground. Then, Luo Fan thrust his sword forward, and it stopped just beside the old man's neck.

"Spare my life! Spare my life!" The Boundless Immortal, who had lived a life of luxury and comfort, did not want to die early. Seeing Luo Fan's sword at his neck, he begged for mercy.

"Spare you?" Luo Fan laughed lightly. "It's not impossible. I have some questions for you. I'll ask one, and you answer one. If you answer well, I might spare you."

The Boundless Immortal was delighted and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Please ask, Immortal!"

"Where did you learn this sword technique?" Luo Fan's expression turned serious as he glared at the Boundless Immortal.

The Boundless Immortal quickly answered respectfully, "This sword technique was learned by our ancestors from the jade wall where an immortal performed sword techniques."

"Isn't that Wuyazi and Li Qiushui? I didn't expect them to be worshipped as immortals for hundreds of years." Luo Fan sneered inwardly but didn't reveal it. He continued, "I remember that a hundred or two hundred years ago, your Boundless Sword Sect was one of the thirty-six caves of the Lingjiu Palace in Tianshan. Is the Lingjiu Palace still around?"

The Boundless Immortal was shocked. This was the most secret history of the sect, known only to the successive leaders. How did this person know? The Boundless Immortal looked at Luo Fan with a puzzled expression. Luo Fan glared, and the Boundless Immortal trembled and quickly answered, "In response to the Immortal, after the master Xuzhu, the Lingjiu Palace had no more experts. When the Mongols destroyed Xixia, the palace's mechanisms were activated, and the Lingjiu Palace collapsed, taking the invading Mongol army with it. The former Lingjiu Palace now only has ten caves and twenty-four islands, with our Boundless Sword Sect as the leader."

"Even the Lingjiu Palace is destroyed? No wonder there's no trace of its martial arts in later generations." Luo Fan felt a bit regretful. He had planned to investigate the Lingjiu Palace, but now it seemed impossible.

He hadn't expected that the small Boundless Sword Sect had grown to such a scale. The old man had peak Later Heaven cultivation and excellent sword skills, comparable to Qu Chujì of the Complete Perfection Sect. No wonder his disciples were so arrogant.

But to Luo Fan, he was just a minor figure. After extorting the sword technique and other martial arts secrets from him, Luo Fan let him go.

At this point, he was still 6,000 points short of 50,000 fortune points. Although he could easily pretend to be Ye Gucheng and challenge a few sects to obtain the secrets and complete the 6,000 points, Luo Fan had already arrived in Dali and had the Lingbo Weibu as an aid. He believed that if he used his full speed, few people in the world could catch him. Therefore, he decided to visit the Tianlong Temple.

The Tianlong Temple is located on the northern side of Mount Yuezhou in Dali, officially called Chongsheng Temple, but the people of Dali call it Tianlong Temple. It is backed by the Cang Mountains and faces the Erhai Lake, occupying a prime location. The temple has three pagodas, built in the early Tang Dynasty, with the largest being over 200 feet tall and sixteen stories high. The top of the pagoda has an iron inscription: "Built by Wei Chi Jingde in the Tang Dynasty." It is said that the Tianlong Temple has five treasures, with the three pagodas being the first.

The Tianlong Temple was the imperial temple of the Dali Kingdom during the Southern Song Dynasty. Dali revered Buddhism, and many emperors retired to the Tianlong Temple as monks. Therefore, the Tianlong Temple is the family temple of the Dali royal family and is the most honored among all temples in the country. Each emperor, after retiring, would have his descendants visit the temple on his birthday, and each visit would bring offerings and renovations. The temple has three pavilions, seven towers, nine halls, and a hundred rooms, making it grand and beautifully constructed. Even the famous temples in the Central Plains, such as Wutai, Putuo, Jiuhua, and Emei, cannot compare, though it is located in the southern border and is not well-known.

Since this was almost the last stop in Luo Fan's plan and he couldn't bring Yang Guo along, he ordered Yang Guo to head back to the Zhongnan direction and would find him after finishing his business.

At night, Luo Fan changed into a black night suit and leaped over the temple's outer wall. He didn't know where the Six Pulse Sword Technique secret was hidden, but he could start by exploring the center of the temple. If any high-ranking monks were practicing the Six Pulse Sword Technique, he could observe them. If not, he would search further.

After passing through several high walls and courtyards, Luo Fan reached the center of the temple. He first searched the halls, finding no one, as the monks had likely returned to their rooms to rest. Then, he came to a few small rooms with lights still on. These rooms were made of pine wood, with wooden doors and pillars, the wood left unpeeled, giving a natural and simple feel, quite different from the golden and splendid halls he had passed through.

Luo Fan quietly poked a hole in the window paper and looked inside. In each room, a monk was sitting, some withered, some robust, all holding a strange sword gesture, eyes closed, as if in meditation.

These monks seemed to be the high-ranking members of the Tianlong Temple. Luo Fan had almost searched the entire area and found nothing suspicious, so he decided to wait and see if these high-ranking monks would reveal anything.

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The monks meditated all night, and Luo Fan watched from outside the window all night. As dawn approached, Luo Fan was about to fall asleep when suddenly, a withered old monk shook his head, ending his meditation, and walked towards a painting on the wall.

Luo Fan's eyes lit up, and his sleepiness vanished.

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*The Legend of the Condor Heroes* is a well-known work, and the version most people are familiar with is the one starring Huang Rihua. Therefore, the plot in the book is based on this version.

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