Chapter 140 It's Thirsty

Gongsun Zhi's ancestors moved here to avoid the An-Shi Rebellion. Although the martial arts inherited from their family were exquisite, they had many flaws. After Qiu Qianchi married Gongsun Zhi, he not only taught him all his martial arts, but also tried his best to improve Gongsun Zhi's martial arts.

When powerful enemies came, it was Qiu Qianchi who risked her life to fight them off, which made him the current master of Jueqing Valley.

But when Gongsun Zhi cut Qiu Qianchi's tendons and pushed her into the crocodile pond, the two of them lost all their friendship. So when Feng Yi said Qiu Qianchi died for the best, Gongsun Zhi agreed, thinking, "That woman has already turned into a pile of bones, and she still caused me trouble. Damn it!"

But he couldn't say this out loud. Besides, he always behaved like a moral person in front of his disciples. But in front of his beloved Xiaolongnu, he had to act indignant to show his deep love for his deceased wife.

Everyone saw that Valley Master Gongsun had a gloomy expression, as if there were dense clouds without rain, with a gleam in his eyes that made his scorched yellow face look even more sinister.

Gongsun Zhi slammed his palms together, making a clanging sound, as if he was striking steel. He said grimly, "The dead are gone. How dare you make up stories about my late wife? I will make sure you know my iron hand..."

"Your Iron Palm?" Feng Yi chuckled and said, "Any knowledgeable person knows that Iron Palm is the famous skill of Qiu Qianren, the Iron Palm Floating on Water. You just learned this skill from someone else's sister by selling your body, and you are so shameless to boast about it here."

Qiu Qianren's name spread throughout the martial arts world. Although he became a disciple of Master Yideng during the second Huashan Sword Contest and has not been seen in the martial arts world, and the huge Iron Palm Gang has also disappeared for twenty years, his reputation remains.

Although the disciples of Jueqing Valley didn't know, Gongsun Zhi's heart was beating wildly. After all, Qiu Qianren had sent him a letter. He wanted to refute and deny this, but he felt that Xiaolongnu was an outsider. If she had heard of the name of Iron Palm and had seen Iron Palm, wouldn't he be a villain if he didn't acknowledge him? He wanted to say something but stopped himself, feeling very angry and depressed.

Feng Yi sighed and said quietly: "But this is normal. You knew that the girl had a lover, but you still wanted to use your favor to force her to marry you. You can do such a despicable thing. It's not surprising that you say such ungrateful words!"

Valley Master Gongsun smiled slightly and said, "It's fine if you want to avenge your deceased wife, but Sister Liu married me sincerely, and I never forced you! The sweetheart you are talking about, could it be you?" He sounded very disdainful.

It turned out that after he saved Xiao Long Nu, he knew that she was trapped in love. As soon as Feng Yi appeared, he secretly looked at Xiao Long Nu's face. He wanted to judge the relationship between the two, but seeing that Xiao Long Nu was indifferent to Feng Yi from beginning to end, he knew that the two had no love relationship, and he was relieved.

As for Feng Yi's thoughts, in his opinion, they were not important at all. At most, he was just coveting the other person's beauty like him.

This kind of thing is inevitable. After all, in his eyes, Xiaolongnu's beauty is unmatched in the world!

After hearing this, Feng Yi remained silent, thinking: "How can this old man's concentration be so profound?"

He was very confused. He remembered that Gongsun Zhi's defense was easily broken when facing Yang Guo, so why was it not the same when facing himself?

Since he has decided to occupy the Jueqing Valley, it is definitely not as simple as defeating and killing Gongsun Ce. He must create a contrast so that he can be ruined and disgraced. On the one hand, he can take over and seek an alternative stimulation.

For him, there is no fun in just beating the bad guys to death!

He thought that he would have to force Gongsun Zhi to admit in person that he had killed Qiu Qianchi. As for Qiu Qianchi who was still trapped in the crocodile pond, he had no interest in rescuing her. He just let the old woman play with date pits there alone.

So Gongsun Zhi's current behavior naturally surprised him. He knew very well that if Gongsun Zhi's defense was not broken, even if he was restrained, he would not admit to killing his wife. If he killed her directly, it would definitely cause a lot of trouble.

After all, he did not kill the disciples of Jueqing Valley together with Gongsun Lue'e. Killing by force is absolutely not advisable!

Little did they know that Gongsun Zhi was a man of great cunning, high cultivation, and self-control that was far beyond the reach of ordinary people. He lost face in front of Yang Guo in the original plot because Xiaolongnu had feelings for him and he couldn't get the beauty, so he was already furious and jealous. He also felt that they were indeed a couple, so he broke down his defense. Otherwise, he would not have bothered to fight with Yang Guo.

Moreover, the internal skills of Jueqing Valley originally taught people to abandon love and desire, which is no different from the Ancient Tomb Sect.

But all living things have sentient beings. Buddhists call living things "sentient beings". Not only men, women, old and young are sentient beings, but also cows, sheep, pigs, horses, fish, birds, snakes, insects, etc. are sentient beings. If living things were truly without sentient beings, they would inevitably become extinct, let alone reproduce.

Therefore, this kind of use of internal energy to suppress sexual desire goes against human nature and the nature of things, and is against the will of heaven, and is not the right way.

Therefore, whether it is Xiaolongnu, Yang Guo, Li Mochou, Gongsun Zhi, or Gongsun Lue'e, once they fall in love, it is like a flood bursting through a dam, out of control, and they will do all kinds of things that are unimaginable and inconceivable to ordinary people.

Therefore, Gongsun Zhi only regarded Feng Yi as an enemy, but he also felt that the other party was not easy to mess with. As the master of a valley, he was afraid of losing to the other party in front of his disciples and his sweetheart, which would be embarrassing. There was no jealousy, so how could he be distracted by a few words?

Xiao Long Nu suddenly shook her head and sighed, "Mr. Gongsun, since your first wife has passed away, you should just apologize to Feng Yi. You can't beat him."

Gongsun Zhi was slightly startled when he heard this, but a sense of pride immediately surged in his chest, thinking that he was invincible in martial arts, and who else should he be afraid of except Qiu Qianren? If he was afraid of this little kid, wouldn't he be laughed at?

Instantly, his eyes turned bright, staring at Feng Yi, and said softly: "Sister Liu, although my Jueqing Valley is not a great place, not everyone can claim a name here, just wait and see!"

He deliberately wanted to make Feng Yi look bad in front of his sweetheart, so he struck out with both palms, using all his strength.

The extremely strong wind was like a wave breaking the shore, causing Feng Yi's clothes and hair to flutter. Li Mochou and Xiaolongnu, who were several feet behind him, felt a gust of hot wind blowing on their faces, with such force that it was terrifying.

The two men were slightly shocked, and then they saw Gongsun Zhi raising his palms, with black air emanating from his palms. Under the dim moonlight, it looked even more terrifying.

Feng Yi snorted coldly: "Your claws are tough, and your mouth is tough too!" He waved his palms and stood up to meet the attack.

He knew that the Iron Palm Skill was even more powerful than the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, so he didn't want to fall into the trap. He increased the strength in his hands to 80%. He had only used 70% of his internal strength just now, and Gongsun Zhi was already inferior in comparison.

Gongsun Zhi was proud of his invincible magical powers. Although he saw that Feng Yi had deep internal strength, his palm power was not as strong as his own. After hearing what Xiaolongnu said, he became even more motivated.

The two men's palms collided, making a thudding sound, a strong wind whistled, heat waves rose into the sky, and the power was like sea water, overflowing in all directions.

Xiaolongnu and Li Mochou looked carefully and saw that Gongsun Zhi had profound internal strength and his palm techniques were not special.

Xiaolongnu felt inexplicably familiar with it, and suddenly remembered that Wanyan Ping had used it when fighting against Yelu Qi. However, Gongsun Zhi's palm technique was much higher than Wanyan Ping's.

His moves were precise and perfect, and every palm strike was sharp and fierce. Feng Yi's profound skills were divine, and he waved his hands at will, defusing the opponent's turbulent attacks, while carefully thinking about the opponent's palm movements and feeling the power of this iron palm skill.

Gongsun Zhi became more and more frightened as the fight went on. He had mastered a unique and strange martial art that allowed him to seal his own acupuncture points. Although he could not say that he had skin of steel and bones and was invulnerable to swords and spears, his strength was so great that ordinary martial arts attacks would only be like scratching an itch.

But after exchanging palm power with Feng Yi, he felt his arms tingling and his blood was shaking. He couldn't help but secretly wonder: "How can this kid be so powerful? It seems that what Sister Liu said is true. If I lose to him today... If I lose to him..."

Suddenly, a long laugh was heard: "Haha, Iron Palm Skill!" Although his voice was not loud, it could not cover it up with the whistling palm winds from the two people.

The Valley Master was startled, and he withdrew his palm and stepped back, shouting, "Who is it?"

Feng Yi knew that the Old Boy had arrived, and he also wanted to win people's hearts, so he did not chase after him.

Then a figure did a somersault and leaped in, as fast as a stream of light. When he landed, he spun around Feng Yi like a top, shouting, "It's so hot, it's so hot."

Feng Yi felt that the old naughty boy had stuffed something into his cloth bag and arms, but he did not refuse, and had no time to check.

The old naughty boy stopped and everyone looked carefully. It turned out to be an old man. His face was as red as fire and white steam was coming out of his body. It seemed that he had just come out of a steamer and kept complaining about the heat.

Feng Yi and Li Mochou laughed at each other. Xiao Longnu saw her senior sister laughing and frowned slightly, "You know him, who is he?"

Li Mochou said, "His name is Zhou Botong. He is Wang Chongyang's junior fellow apprentice and the uncle of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen. He is also known as the Old Naughty Boy!"

Xiao Longnu said "oh".

Zhou Botong rubbed his hands around his body and said hurriedly, "Little brother, didn't you say that you snatched the bride away and fought with me?"

When these words were spoken, all the disciples of Jueqing Valley were shocked and angry. Feng Yi had just said that he came to seek revenge on Qiu Qianchi, so how could his accomplices say that they came to steal the bride?

Who is the bride here?

Isn't she just the new wife? She was so daring that the disciples felt deeply insulted. If it weren't for the strict rules in the valley, they would have cursed at her long ago.

Gongsun Lue'e was delighted. Not to mention that Xiaolongnu was extremely beautiful, she also didn't want her father to marry a new mother!

Feng Yi smiled and said in a gentle voice: "You appear and disappear like a ghost. Feng is helpless and has no choice but to ask the Valley Master for advice."

Gongsun Zhi's face turned pale, and he said sinisterly, "Are you really here to seek revenge for my deceased wife? I'm afraid you are just a shameless person who is attracted by your beauty?"

Feng Yi thought to himself: "This old man looks good on the outside but is actually rotten inside, but he is quite smart."

He smiled slightly and said, "Although I have given myself an identity when I am away from home, what does my revenge have to do with robbing the bride? If you are dissatisfied, you can also say that my wife killed your master and seek revenge from me, isn't that okay?"

Where have you heard this kind of argument before?

Aren't all men always speak their mind? Gongsun Zhi was so proud of his status that he was speechless. He could only look at Xiao Longnu and said, "Sister Liu..."

Li Mochou was very unhappy and interrupted him, saying, "Old naughty boy, when you're not here to fight, bad things happen faster!"

Zhou Botong fanned himself with his hands and said with a grin, "What have I done wrong? I have done a great service today. You will not have enough time to thank me later."

Gongsun Zhi didn't know if he had bumped into Tai Sui today or what, but before he could calm down, he saw several green-clothed disciples running over to greet the Valley Master. One of them said, "Valley Master, there's an old man who set fire and caused chaos in the four rooms of Shujian, Danzhi, destroyed books, stole swords, kicked the furnace and broke Zhi..."

Another green-shirted disciple pointed at Zhou Botong and said angrily, "That's him!"

Zhou Botong laughed loudly, put his hands on his waist, and rolled his eyes at Gongsun Zhi, saying: "Call Qiu Qianren out to fight with me!"

It turned out that Feng Yi and Li Mochou thought that Zhou Botong entered the valley before them, but he was actually hiding behind the rocks. He followed Feng Yi and Li Mochou after he saw them sneak into the valley.

After all, Li Mochou has a reputation as a demon. If Feng Yi conspires with others to plot against him, he will have to run away.

He is also very shrewd.

Zhou Botong was an excellent master of Qing Kung Fu and came and went without a trace. Feng Yi and Li Mochou were busy sightseeing and later followed Gongsun Lue'e without noticing.

Zhou Botong was pleased to see Xiaolongnu talking to Feng Yi and Li Mochou. As expected, the delicate young lady was going to marry an old man. This made him realize that Feng Yi and Li Mochou were not plotting against him, and he was very angry.

So he started a fire, and while others were putting out the fire, he ran to the alchemy room, talking endless nonsense, saying he wanted to tell a story and make a somersault bet. Suddenly, he kicked over a furnace of pills.

Then he ran to the Ganoderma lucidum room and broke a Ganoderma lucidum that was more than 400 years old into two pieces.

This Ganoderma lucidum is more than 400 years old and is very precious.

Gongsun Zhi was originally going to share the clothes with Xiaolongnu on their wedding day, but they were taken away by the Old Boy. That was not the end yet, he rushed into the study, grabbed a book and started reading.

The disciples of Jueqing Valley tried to stop him, but it was no use. He tore up several Taoist books in one breath and ran to the sword room.

He said to the disciples in the sword room that there were too many weapons hanging here and there, and they almost stabbed him. He then started a fire, burning all the calligraphy and paintings on the walls of the sword room.

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Although the disciples in the valley were busy putting out the fire, the old naughty boy who had set fires one after another was also roasted by the heat, so he came to look for Feng Yi.

Gongsun Zhi listened to his disciples' report in silence, because he knew someone had set the fire. He had only hurried to see Xiao Longnu after hearing his daughter's report.

Now that he heard that Zhou Botong and Feng Yi were here to ruin his plans, he would not be able to vent his anger unless he tortured them to death.

But after thinking about it carefully, it would be difficult to deal with a few people here. He made a plan in his mind and said to Zhou Botong: "As far as I know, my wife's brother Qiu Qianren converted to Buddhism and became a disciple of Master Yideng. If you want to find him, you shouldn't come to our valley!"

Zhou Botong smiled and said, "So he is Old Man Qiu's brother-in-law."

Gongsun Zhi said, "You are an extraordinary master. I admire you very much. My ancestors moved to the valley to live in seclusion during the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty. For hundreds of years, there have not been so many distinguished guests visiting. Please come into the hall and serve tea!"

Zhou Botong rolled his eyes and asked, "Then have your ancestors ever seen Yang Guifei?"

The Valley Master said, "My ancestor was indeed an official in the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang. Later, when he saw Yang Guozhong causing chaos in the government, he became angry and retired."

Zhou Botong chuckled and said, "Then your ancestors must have drunk Yang Guifei's foot-washing water."

These words made the atmosphere suddenly tense.

All the disciples in Jueqing Valley looked towards the Valley Master. As long as the order was given, they would immediately take action.

Gongsun Zhi stared at Zhou Botong and smiled, "You are already quite old, but you are talking without thinking and behaving in a confusing way in front of me. Isn't that making others laugh?

For Liu Mei's sake, as long as you hand over the stolen things, you can go!"

Zhou Botong shouted, "You are so old, and you still want to marry a beautiful young girl. You old man have no self-awareness at all. Hehe, how ridiculous!"

Within a day, everyone said that he was not worthy of Xiaolongnu. Even though Gongsun Zhi had great self-control, he felt as if he was being hit on the chest by a huge hammer, and a blush passed across his sallow face.

Gongsun Zhi's eyes turned cold, he clapped his hands three times, and shouted, "Take down this old man."

The green-shirted disciples behind him agreed in unison. The sixteen people stood in four directions. Suddenly, there was a whooshing sound, and four people in each group held a fishing net, about ten feet square, and unfolded it at the same time, surrounding Zhou Botong.

Feng Yi already knew that there was a fishing net formation in the Jueqing Valley, so he wanted to take the opportunity to take a look, so instead of saying a word, he retreated to the side of Li Mochou and Xiaolongnu.

Gongsun Zhi didn't know his intention and thought he was afraid. He thought to himself, "I must let you see the methods of Jueqing Valley eventually." He struck three times in a row with both hands.

The sixteen green-shirted disciples switched positions, narrowing the encirclement a few steps. The four fishing nets were constantly changing, either horizontally or vertically, or flatly or diagonally.

This fishing net was made of gold and steel wires, and it sparkled under the moonlight. Zhou Botong had a keen eye and could tell at a glance that the formation was indeed wonderful, and the sharp sword could not be broken for a while. Moreover, the net-like objects were most resistant to palm wind and fist power.

While he was thinking, Gongsun Lu'e let out a delicate cry, and the four nets moved in response, pressing towards him like four walls.

Zhou Botong knew that once he was caught in these nets, it would be difficult to get rid of them, so he immediately rushed forward like a civet cat. Gongsun Lue'e shouted "Get up!" and the four of them caught him with their nets.

However, as soon as the momentum was released, Zhou Botong immediately did a Seven Star Step backwards, and while floating backwards, he suddenly stood up and jumped to the left, shouting, "Oh, little brother, the old naughty boy doesn't want to be a fish, you can play by yourself!"

He moved forward, backward and leaped as fast as lightning. Before he could finish his words, he had already fallen outside the net.

But just as his feet touched the ground, he heard a sharp whistle, and his vision went dark. Fan Yiweng had already leapt into the air and was pressing down on him.

He was the second best fighter in the valley. He was defeated by Feng Yi and looked disheartened. He remained silent. But when he saw this old man was so unscrupulous, he immediately tried to stop him.

Zhou Botong turned around and saw that at the same time as he struck out with both palms, a big beard was also sweeping towards him.

Zhou Botong had never seen such a strange thing before, and his interest immediately increased. He laughed and said, "So the big beard has this use?"

He used his hands to block his palm force, and imitated him, swinging his long beard under his chin towards him.

But his beard was much shorter than Fan Yiweng's, and he had never practiced martial arts with his beard, so his attempt to shake it was of no use.

With a swish, he was hit on the cheek by the opponent's beard, and red marks immediately appeared on his face. It was hot and painful. If it weren't for his strong internal strength, he would have fainted immediately.

The old naughty boy suffered a bit, but he was not angry. Instead, he was full of admiration and said, "Long beard, my beard is not as good as yours. I admit defeat. There is no need to compete now. I will compete with you again after I have mastered the beard skills."

As he ran out, he saw four men in green shirts spreading out a fishing net. The four men's technique of catching the net was very strange and swift, they moved in a cross-position, and spread the net over him in an area that covered the sky and the earth. Even an expert would find it difficult to cope with them.

Zhou Botong was secretly shocked. Fan Yiweng succeeded in one move, and then he attacked with both palms and beard. Zhou Botong didn't dare to use his beard to fight him again. He brushed away the palm power with his right sleeve and used the "Kongming Fist" with his left hand. He swung his fist lightly, and the wind from the fist pushed Fan Yiweng's beard to the right. Coincidentally, a disciple from Jueqing Valley pounced on him and forced the opponent to retreat.

Zhou Botong's plan succeeded. He laughed loudly, flew up more than ten feet, spun in the air, and suddenly used the "Golden Goose Skill". He was like a goose flying out of the clouds, moved sideways for several feet, landed lightly, and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

Zhou Botong came and went in a flash, and the head of Gongsun Valley was ashamed, and even his disciples were angry.

They didn't know the Old Boy's abilities or his reputation in the martial arts world. They only knew that he was a crazy old man. They couldn't catch him and felt ashamed.

A disciple from Jueqing Valley glared at Feng Yi and said in hatred, "Valley Master, it was all this little devil who caused trouble and ruined the treasures in my valley. Please give the order to avenge the treasures in my valley."

The Valley Master looked at Xiao Long Nu and said, "Sister Liu, this man is the culprit. It's not my fault!"

Xiao Longnu did not answer.

Feng Yi said, "Stop pretending here!"

Looking around, he said, "Since I dare to come here, I will accept any means you have!"

Valley Master Gongsun laughed and said, "Arrogant!" He clapped his hands and the sixteen disciples suddenly stepped back quickly.

After all, he didn't dare to fight Feng Yi again, so he wanted to win by numbers. But when he glanced over, he saw his daughter Lu'e shaking her head slightly towards Feng Yi, which was a signal for him to go out as soon as possible. He thought, "Girls are outgoing. Everyone must try their best in this fishing net formation. If someone doesn't try their best, there will be loopholes."

He shouted, "E'er, please step back and take a rest! Shishi'er, come and take over for Senior Sister Lu'e!" A young man of about fourteen or fifteen years old stepped forward, glanced at Feng Yi hatefully, and followed his fellow disciples.

Not long after, there was a slight tinkling sound and sixteen disciples came out, still holding fishing nets in their hands.

When Li Mochou and Xiaolongnu saw the fishing net, they both turned pale and felt a chill down their spines.

It turned out that the four fishing nets had been replaced. There were barbed daggers all over the nets, shining brightly and extremely sharp. Anyone caught in the nets would be stabbed all over and would have no hope of survival.

Feng Yi stretched out his index finger and tapped his waist, which actually made a "ding-ding-dang-dang" sound.

Feng Yi smiled and said, "Valley Master, did you hear that?"

Gongsun Zhi frowned and asked, "What?"

Feng Yi's eyes were filled with coldness, and he sneered, "It's thirsty!"

Gongsun Zhi raised his eyebrows and asked, "How do we quench our thirst?"

(End of this chapter)