Chapter 68

In a boudoir, Wang Yuyan was talking with Li Qiushui.

"Grandma, are you really not going to leave again this time?" Wang Yuyan asked.

Li Qiushui smiled bitterly, "This time, Grandma really isn't leaving. Even if I don't go back to Wang Family Village, I'll stay at Mandala Manor. The palace is too brutal, and I've lost all my true qi. If I return to the palace, it might not end well. If it weren't for my cultivation of the Internal Fist, which has made my qi and blood abundant and my vitality strong, I might have ended up like my senior sister, Tian Shan Tonglao, who died and her path was extinguished."

Wang Yuyan said happily, "Mm. Grandma, you can live in Wang Family Village or Mandala Manor, or you can stay in each place for a while if you get tired of one. As long as Grandma is happy. Don't worry about losing your martial arts. When we get back to the village, I'll have Yuelang teach you the entire Internal Fist. With your martial arts expertise, it's only a matter of time before you recover your skills. The Internal Fist is very powerful at high levels and is no less than the Lesser Wu Xiang Skill. Yuelang specializes in the Internal Fist and has never practiced true qi techniques, yet he remains an invincible master among grandmasters."

Li Qiushui was also very interested in the Internal Fist's transformation and elixir stages. If she could reach the transformation stage, she might become an invincible grandmaster like Wang Yue.

"Alright, that's good. I hope Wang Yue doesn't hold back. I've already given him the Lesser Wu Xiang Skill technique," Li Qiushui said. "When that boy gave me the Internal Fist, he said that as long as I cultivate the manifest and hidden strengths to their peak and can convert them at will, I can reach the transformation stage of the Internal Fist, but I haven't been able to find a breakthrough."

Wang Yuyan said, "Don't worry, Grandma. Yuelang won't hold back. In a couple of days, we'll go back. Sigh, I wonder where Yuelang is now. He's been gone for three months."

Li Qiushui was also puzzled. After they parted ways in the Western Xia palace, she lost track of Wang Yue.

...

Xuzhu, after using the Tian Shan Six Yang Palm to remove the life-and-death seals from the people of the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands, was drinking with Duan Yu, feeling at a loss.

"Little Master Xuzhu, I never thought you would not only become the leader of the Free and Easy Sect but also the Venerable of the Tian Shan Lingjiu Palace. This... is truly unbelievable, and your current martial arts are even stronger than Young Master Murong's."

Xuzhu smiled bitterly, "Yes, I also find my fate very strange. Three months ago, I was just a little monk at Shaolin Temple, and now I'm the master of Lingjiu Palace and the Free and Easy Sect. I've broken all four major precepts of Buddhism. Sigh, I don't know how I'll explain to my master and the abbot when I return to Shaolin."

Xuzhu picked up his wine bowl and took a big sip.

A scroll fell from Xuzhu's sleeve, and Duan Yu picked it up, surprised. "Wang Girl? Little Master Xuzhu, how did you get Wang Girl's portrait? Could it be... you also like Wang Girl?"

Xuzhu's face turned red, and he hurriedly said, "No, no, Master Duan, don't misunderstand. This scroll was given to me by Senior Wuyazi, who said it was his junior sister. Wang Girl is the wife of Young Master Wang Yue. How could I possibly like her?"

Duan Yu laughed, "Hehe, Little Master, don't hide it. Wang Girl is so beautiful, it's only natural that you like her. I like her too, but unfortunately, she's already married."

"No, really, it's not that," Xuzhu said. "The woman in the portrait just looks like Wang Girl. Master Duan, look, Wang Girl and my aunt Li Qiushui are very similar. If it weren't for their different hair colors, you might not be able to tell them apart. The woman in the portrait is my aunt's younger sister, so she's also my junior aunt."

Duan Yu now truly believed that the woman in the portrait was not Wang Yuyan.

They drank until midnight.

"Little Master Xuzhu, we've hit it off at first sight. Why don't we become sworn brothers?" Duan Yu said, his eyes a bit blurry.

Xuzhu also said boldly, "Alright... alright."

After they became sworn brothers, Duan Yu said, "I already have a sworn elder brother, the former leader of the Beggar Gang, Qiao Feng. He's a true hero and a great man. When the three of us meet, we'll become sworn brothers again."

Xuzhu said loudly, "Alright!"

...

After Xuzhu finished handling the affairs of Tian Shan Tonglao at Lingjiu Palace, he planned to return to Shaolin Temple. Li Qiushui, Wang Yuyan, and Xiaohuan also planned to leave Tian Shan and head to Jiangnan.

Xuzhu, Li Qiushui, Wang Yuyan, and Xiaohuan traveled together. Along the way, they saw many martial artists and learned that the Beggar Gang was challenging Shaolin Temple to select a new leader of the martial world.

"Xingxiu Laoxian, the great sage, has arrived in Central Plains."

"Xingxiu Laoxian, the great sage, has boundless power."

"Xingxiu Sect and the Beggar Gang have joined forces. Shaolin Temple will no longer be the leader of the martial world."

"The leader of the martial world this time will definitely be from our Xingxiu Sect."

Xiaohuan saw Duan Tanzhi leading You Tanzhi and the Beggar Gang heading towards Shaolin Temple.

"Why has the Beggar Gang joined forces with the Xingxiu Sect?" Xiaohuan asked. "Sister Ajuzhu is in the sedan chair, and her eyes are still not healed."

You Tanzhi had become the leader of the Beggar Gang by chance, but the actual power was in the hands of Quan Guanqing and Duan Tanzhi.

"Madam, should we also go to Shaolin Temple?" Xiaohuan asked Wang Yuyan. "Now that the Beggar Gang and Shaolin Temple are holding a martial assembly to select a leader, the village chief must have received the news. He might already be at Shaolin Temple."

Wang Yuyan nodded, "Mm, it's good to go to Shaolin Temple first. Grandma, what do you think?"

Li Qiushui smiled, "You decide. I'm not in a hurry. It's good to go to Shaolin Temple."

Xuzhu sighed, "That villain Duan Tanzhi is going to Shaolin Temple again. He killed my Uncle Xuannan, and I haven't avenged him yet. How dare he go to Shaolin Temple now?"

"But, that Zhuang Juxian's current power is very strong. I can feel the powerful true qi in his body that he can hardly suppress."

Li Qiushui said, "Don't act rashly. Since we're going to Shaolin Temple, let's wait until we get there to deal with it."

You Tanzhi's current power has surpassed Murong Fu. Even if he's a bit weaker than Xuzhu, the difference is not significant.

Now, if Xuzhu wants to defeat You Tanzhi, he will have to pay a price.

The "Blood Nerve Scripture," a demonic martial art, has finally shown its true power.

...

"Master, four people are following us, one of whom is the little monk from the Deaf and Mute Valley," You Tanzhi said to Duan Tanzhi.

Duan Tanzhi smiled, "Ignore them. As long as they don't cause trouble, let them follow. But if they dare to attack us, kill them for me. With your current power, no one in the entire martial world can match you. Once I become the leader of the martial world, I will definitely cure Azhi's eyes."

Duan Tanzhi was using Ajuzhu to threaten You Tanzhi.

You Tanzhi's martial arts have increased dramatically, and Duan Tanzhi believes he is no longer inferior to Wang Yue. Duan Tanzhi might not dare to go to Shaolin Temple alone, but with You Tanzhi, the position of the leader of the martial world is within reach.

"Yes, Master."

...

In a civilian house, Xiao Feng and Azhi were waiting for news.

At this moment, a Liao soldier came in, excitedly saying, "Your Majesty, we've found news of the Empress. The Empress was taken to Shaolin Temple by that red-haired monster. And this time, the martial assembly of the Central Plains is being held at Shaolin Temple."

Xiao Feng was pleasantly surprised, "Good. I didn't expect to finally have news of Ajuzhu."

Azhi was also happy, "Great, we've finally found my sister. Husband, I told you, my sister will be fine."

"But..." the Liao soldier said.

"But what?" Xiao Feng asked anxiously, "Is Ajuzhu injured?"

"The Empress's... eyes... are blind."

"What?" Xiao Feng roared, extremely angry.

"Roar."

A deep dragon's roar came from Xiao Feng, and a violent true qi burst out, shattering the chairs in the room.

Xiao Feng's martial arts had improved even more recently.

Azhi was shocked, "Sister's eyes can't see? This is outrageous. When I see that boy You Tanzhi, I will definitely kill him!"

"Let's go to Shaolin!" Xiao Feng led Azhi and the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders, galloping towards Shaolin Temple, hoping to reach it as soon as possible.

...

A middle-aged man in brocade clothes, accompanied by six beautiful women and four servants, was the Southern King of Dali, "Duan Zhengchun." The six beautiful women were Ruan Xingzhu, Qin Hongmian, Dao Baifeng, Gan Baobao, Zhong Ling, and Mu Wanqing.

"Haven't you found Yu'er yet?" Dao Baifeng asked.

Since Duan Yu was captured by Jiumozhi, she hadn't seen him again. This time, they came to the Central Plains to find Duan Yu.

Duan Zhengchun sighed, "The world is so vast. It's not easy to find Yu'er. I hope he will attend the martial assembly at Shaolin Temple."

"Lord, the young master will be fine," the four servants said.

...

Martial heroes from all over the country gradually arrived at Shaolin Temple.

In the Sutra Hall, Wang Yue put down a Buddhist scripture and took out another one to read.

"One thought leads to enlightenment, one thought leads to demonhood." Wang Yue smiled, "If I reach this realm, I will be a Dan Qi martial artist."

Wang Yue's injuries had healed, and his mental strength had become even more refined and flexible.

Although he hadn't yet become a Dan Qi martial artist, Wang Yue knew that the day was not far off. It would happen in the near future.

"Actually, Buddha is the demon, and the demon is Buddha." Wang Yue thought, "In this world, there is no savior. People can only rely on themselves!"

"The martial assembly at Shaolin Temple has begun. Xiao Feng, Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Fu, Murong Bo, You Tanzhi, and Duan Tanzhi will all be there. Hehe, Murong Bo, if you dare to show up this time, I will make sure you have no place to bury your body. Even the Great Master 'Sweeping Monk' can't save you. You have no chance of becoming a Buddhist disciple. You have committed too many sins and can only go to hell!"

Two beams of substantial killing intent shot from Wang Yue's eyes.

The old monk sweeping the floor in the shadows frowned slightly, "This young master Wang Yue has such high cultivation and such heavy killing intent! Can the Buddhist scriptures in the Sutra Hall not transform him? Truly, a sin, a sin..."

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