thefictionvixens Chapter 71 Destroy the wicked, gather heroes!
Chapter 71 Destroy the wicked, gather heroes!
Immediately, Ye Erniang raised her thin knife and took a step forward. Although her lightness skill was not as fast as Yun Zhonghe's, it was still incredibly fast, leaving no trace on the snow.
She brandished her thin sword and charged directly at Zhong Yuan!
Ye Erniang was able to maintain her position as the second-in-command among the Four Evils not because of her status as a woman, but because of her solid martial arts skills.
Ye Erniang knew that she was no match for Zhong Yuan, after all, even Boss Duan had been defeated by this kid.
But she only needed to stall for a moment.
If Yue Laosan could lead Duan Laoda away, she could escape.
Therefore, when she wielded the thin knife in her hand, it was swift and invisible, as if she were risking her life.
Zhong Yuan had no interest in exchanging blows with Ye Erniang. Before he even arrived, he had already unleashed [Slaying Moon]!
After months of practice, Zhong Yuan has further refined this move.
Its speed and the brilliance of its sword light far surpassed those of the past.
In the blink of an eye, it swept out.
The thin knife sliced across Ye Erniang's wrist and upper body!
A long trail of blood stretched from Ye Erniang's face all the way down her body!
Wow!
Ye Erniang felt a tremendous force strike her, and she was sent flying backward.
Zhong Yuan leaped forward to finish her off, piercing Ye Erniang's heart with his sword, sending her to her death.
After Ye Erniang's body fell to the ground.
The crowd of martial arts practitioners watching the scene were all horrified, their faces filled with surprise and uncertainty!
"Good heavens!"
"That sword strike just now actually produced a sword aura!"
"This kid actually had a trump card up his sleeve when he fought Duan Yanqing!"
"His move instantly killed Ye Erniang!"
Feng Bo'e exclaimed in surprise, his mouth slightly agape.
This scene was completely unexpected.
"The Deadly Scholar!"
"What a deadly scholar!"
"Now I, Lao Bao, understand why this prescription has such a prestigious title!"
"Even I, Lao Bao, would probably lose half my life from that sword strike just now."
Bao Butong's eyes were full of admiration.
Murong Fu put away his folding fan, his heart filled with astonishment.
The Deadly Scholar Fang Zheng!
This person's strength truly surprised him!
Such a powerful man should not be made an enemy; we should befriend him to benefit our cause of restoring the nation!
Zhong Yuan's killing intent surged, and he threw the White Rainbow Sword in his hand.
This throw struck Yue Laosan, the Crocodile God of the South Sea, squarely in the back of his head!
The Crocodile God of the South Sea, having been struck in a vital point, coughed up blood. He slowly turned around, raised his hand towards Zhong Yuan, and said, "You..."
"You attacked me from behind..."
Then.
The Third Brother Yue, the Crocodile God of the South China Sea, fell headfirst to the ground and died instantly!
Zhong Yuan flashed and pulled the white rainbow sword from Yue Laosan's body.
He turned around and landed, returning to a short distance in front of Duan Yanqing.
now.
Duan Yanqing gritted his teeth and stood up slowly, supporting himself on the stone ground with an iron rod on his right shoulder.
He looked at Zhong Yuan with a gloomy expression.
"You won..."
Zhong Yuan raised an eyebrow, channeled his inner energy into sound, and slowly spoke a sentence to Duan Yanqing.
"Back then, after Tianlong Temple, Dao Baifeng gave birth to a son for you, named Duan Yu."
Wow!
This sentence was delivered by Zhong Yuan using his inner strength, kept secret, and sent to Duan Yanqing's ears.
A glint of light flashed in Duan Yanqing's eyes.
Then.
He asked Zhong Yuan with extreme excitement, "Is this... really true?"
Zhong Yuan said calmly, "Why would I lie to a dying man?"
"Go in peace."
"Die early and be reincarnated early."
Immediately.
Zhong Yuan raised his hand and pressed a claw down on Duan Yanqing's head.
Bang!
In the blink of an eye.
Duan Yanqing's pupils dilated, he stopped breathing, and collapsed to the ground.
now.
Zhong Yuan stopped and looked towards the group from Mantuo Manor who were still besieging Mu Wanqing.
Immediately.
He leaped out, flying backwards and landing upside down, his entire body suspended in mid-air. His sword flashed, its light swirling in the air.
A clanging sound rang out.
The thugs from Mantuo Manor had their tendons severed instantly.
The short blades and long swords in his hands all fell to the ground with a clang.
Zhong Yuan landed lightly, his face devoid of any emotion. He addressed the thugs from Mantuo Manor who were clutching their wrists, saying, "Go back and tell Li Qingluo."
"I'll protect Mu Wanqing."
Seeing this, the group of thugs dared not utter another word and immediately dispersed.
Zhong Yuan stood in front of Mu Wanqing, who stared blankly at his back, lost in thought.
She was still in a daze when Zhong Yuan turned around.
Seeing this, Zhong Yuan couldn't help but ask, "Didn't I tell you to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible?"
"Why are you up the mountain too?"
Hearing this, Mu Wanqing's thoughts returned, and she said in a low voice, "I originally wanted to leave... but if I left, and those wicked servants caused you trouble, wouldn't I be dragging you down with me?"
Zhong Yuan was somewhat helpless upon hearing this. He raised an eyebrow, put away the White Rainbow Sword, and spread his hands.
"Do you really think those wicked servants can be a match for me?"
Mu Wanqing's voice was barely audible.
"I knew you were skilled in martial arts, but... I didn't expect you to be this good."
Seeing this, Zhong Yuan laughed and said, "Alright, since we're already here, let's go up the mountain together."
For some reason, Mu Wanqing couldn't muster any of her usual fierce aura. She obediently nodded and followed behind Zhong Yuan.
Zhong Yuan led Mu Wanqing toward the four Huyan brothers and Zhang Erniu and his daughter.
Several people saw Zhong Yuan return.
Each of them wore an expression of admiration.
The admiration in his eyes arose spontaneously.
Hu Yanbao gave Zhong Yuan a thumbs up and said with great admiration, "Brother Fang."
"I never imagined your martial arts skills were so superb!"
"Even if all four of us brothers were together, we probably wouldn't be a match for you."
"Making acquaintance with Brother Fang makes this trip to Jiangnan worthwhile!"
Hu Yanhu also said, "Brother Fang's Deadly Scholar's Sword is truly extremely sharp!"
"Today, all four villains have died at the hands of Brother Fang!"
"From now on, when we brothers roam the world, if we mention Brother Fang's name, everyone will have to look up to us!"
The four Huyan brothers, one after another, praised Zhong Yuan to the skies.
Zhong Yuan smiled and said, "You four are too kind."
"It's getting late, we should head up the mountain soon so we don't miss the grand event."
Huyan Hu agreed, "Absolutely, absolutely."
then.
Surrounded by Zhong Yuan, the crowd continued their journey toward Lingjiu Temple on the mountain.
Meanwhile, the group of martial arts practitioners who had been watching the play in the mountains also climbed the mountain to go on their way.
Each and every one of them had already firmly memorized the name of Fang Zheng, the "Deadly Scholar."
In the mountains and fields.
A faint smell of blood, mixed with the aroma of pine resin, slowly drifted in the wind.
The Four Evils, their mission unfulfilled, died before they could achieve their goal, forever fallen on the road to Lingjiu Mountain.
……
Not long after Zhong Yuan and the others left.
One figure after another appeared on the mountain path.
Not long after.
A middle-aged man dressed in brocade robes, with a majestic demeanor, thick eyebrows, and large eyes, was seen walking up the mountain, surrounded by four guards.
At this time.
One of the guards, a fierce-looking man with a full beard, glanced around and saw Duan Yanqing's corpse lying in the mountains. His expression immediately changed.
He addressed the middle-aged man, saying, "Your Highness!"
"Look, over there, it looks like that section of Yanqing!"
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man immediately walked to the side of the mountain path and looked down at the hillside below.
But down the hillside, Duan Yanqing's body lay stiffly against the earthen slope.
"Your Highness!"
"There are corpses here too!"
"It's Yun Zhonghe!"
"And there's Ye Erniang, and Yue Laosan, the Crocodile God of the South China Sea!"
"They're all dead!"
"They're all dead!"
Then, another guard, wielding a copper staff, shouted loudly from the mountains!
The imposing-looking guard had already jumped down the hillside and carefully examined Duan Yanqing's body, confirming that Duan Yanqing was dead.
He addressed the middle-aged man at the head of the table, saying, "Your Highness!"
"He must have just died not long ago!"
The middle-aged man was none other than Duan Zhengchun, the Prince of Zhennan in Dali.
A look of seriousness flashed across his face.
"Duan Yanqing and the other four villains possess extraordinary martial arts skills."
"Who could possibly kill all four of them!"
"It seems the rumor that the Six Meridians Divine Sword Manual of my Dali Duan Clan was stolen is not unfounded!"
Even Duan Yanqing has come.
"They must be after the Six Meridians Divine Sword manual!"
"However, they were killed before they even reached the mountain."
"I wonder what kind of expert he is."
The guard standing nearby said, "Your Highness."
"The situation on the mountain is unclear. Should we wait for Zen Master Kurong?"
Duan Zhengchun shook his head.
"Master Kurong will probably need some more time."
"Yu'er has been taken somewhere by that mysterious woman!"
"Right now, the most likely place for Yu'er to be is Lingjiu Temple."
"We should hurry up the mountain and go to Lingjiu Temple to look for Yu'er's whereabouts."
Upon hearing this, the four retainers all nodded and escorted Duan Zhengchun as he ascended the mountain.
……
As Zhong Yuan and his group climbed higher into the mountain, the fog in the mountains grew thicker and thicker.
The main peak of Lingjiu Mountain is not very high, but the mist in the mountain never dissipates throughout the year.
The group climbed up the bluestone mountain path for half an hour, and even the sound of the mountain stream gradually faded away.
Suddenly, the view opened up before them, revealing half of an ancient temple—that was Lingjiu Temple.
When Zhong Yuan and his group arrived outside the temple.
A large number of martial arts practitioners had already gathered outside the temple; at a glance, there were at least a hundred people.
Some people are all alone, while others are in groups of three or five.
They gathered and scattered outside Lingjiu Temple.
The mountain wind seemed to have blown away much of the worldly dust and grime from these many江湖人 (jianghu people).
Zhong Yuan looked closely and saw that the gate of Lingjiu Temple was made of a single piece of wood from a thousand-year-old camphor tree.
The four large characters "Lingjiu Temple" are inscribed above the entrance, indicating that it has been there for quite some time.
Although the ink has been soaked by wind and rain and turned gray, the brushstrokes are still vigorous and powerful, making them appear even more ancient and rustic.
There are two ginkgo trees at the entrance of the temple, very thick.
It's as thick as three or four people could hug.
It must be at least a hundred-year-old tree. When Zhong Yuan was in Zhenjie Village, he saw many ancient trees that were over a hundred years old.
That's about the same thickness.
at the moment.
It was already autumn, and the golden leaves from the trees had fallen to the ground, making a soft rustling sound when stepped on.
When the wind blows, countless leaves twirl and fall down.
The gates of Lingjiu Temple were tightly closed.
Many martial arts practitioners, seemingly unable to contain their tempers, cursed, "The abbot of Lingjiu Temple is utterly lacking in manners!"
"So many of our heroes and valiant warriors have come to Lingjiu Temple!"
"Not a single monk in this temple came to greet us; instead, they kept the gates of Lingjiu Temple tightly shut!"
"There must be something fishy going on here!"
"Why don't we just storm in and turn Lingjiu Temple upside down!"
"I refuse to believe we can't find that divine skill manual!"
Today, most of those who come to Lingjiu Temple are here under the guise of searching for their family's martial arts manuals.
Whether it was to retrieve his martial arts manual or not is a matter of opinion!
Although some people were getting impatient.
They wanted to rush into Lingjiu Temple to find out what was going on.
but.
The thought that Lingjiu Temple might be the old lair of Tianshan Tonglao in Jiangnan is very puzzling.
For a time, no one dared to be the first to speak out.
Dengdengdeng.
Just then.
Over there, several old monks walked steadily towards them.
There were three old monks leading the group. The one on the left had a peculiar appearance. The left half of his face was as rosy and smooth as a baby's, while the right half was as sallow and fleshless as a skull, with protruding bones.
The one in the middle, thin in stature and with a benevolent face, clearly possesses profound Buddhist knowledge.
The one on the right also has a profound Buddhist look on his face.
Of the three, the oldest is the old monk on the far left.
Behind the three elderly monks, a group of novices dressed in monks' robes followed closely behind.
With the arrival of these three old monks.
All the martial arts practitioners looked towards the three old monks.
"Look!"
"The eminent monks from Shaolin Temple have arrived!"
"I recognize those two Shaolin monks; they are Master Xuanji and Master Xuantong, two of the Eight Great Monks of Shaolin!"
"However, we do not know who the old monk walking alongside those two Xuan-generation monks is."
"To be able to stand alongside the Xuan-generation monks of Shaolin Temple, one must be a formidable figure."
Zhong Yuan, the four Hu Yan brothers, Mu Wanqing, and Zhang Erniu and his daughter stood in the back.
When he saw the group of Shaolin monks arrive, he was quite surprised.
He had seen that old monk Xuantong before.
Those who could walk alongside the Venerable Master Xuantong must also be eminent monks of the Xuan generation from Shaolin Temple.
It seems that Shaolin Temple is also very interested in the matter of the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic).
Although this whole affair was started by him.
But he knew that there must be someone else behind this, stirring things up.
That person might be Li Qiushui.
It could be someone else.
Therefore, he wanted to see what kind of outcome would occur at Lingjiu Temple today.
At this time.
From the crowd, a middle-aged man in brocade robes strode out and addressed the old monk on the far left: "Master Kurong."
The middle-aged man was followed by four guards. He walked up to the old monk and bowed to him.
The old monk clasped his hands and asked, "Your Highness, have you seen the Heir Apparent?"
The middle-aged man looked somewhat dejected and replied, "We still haven't found Yu'er's whereabouts."
The old monk said, "The person who kidnapped the prince is a top-notch martial arts master of our time."
"Since she used the Crown Prince's words to invite heroes from all over the world to gather at Lingjiu Temple."
"I suppose she'll definitely show up today!"