Chapter 208 Xiaoyao Sect Leader

When Feng Yi and A Zi entered the wooden house, they found it empty. Feng Yi knew what was going on, but A Zi was very curious and said, "Old man, where are you?" She had also heard the voice just now.

All I could hear was an old, deep voice coming from across the wall: "No one has been able to solve my chess game for decades, but you just forcibly broke it. This is clearly cheating!"

The four words "my chess game" were like a bucket of ice water poured down on her. Ah Zi was so scared that she shrank behind Feng Yi, not daring to breathe.

I thought to myself, Su Xinghe said that this chess game was left by his master, who is also my master's great master. This man can still speak, which is really strange. Could it be that he is a ghost? My heart was pounding.

Feng Yi smiled and said, "If it's cheating, why did you invite me, senior?" With a light palm strike, he broke through the wall again and walked in.

Ah Zi followed him in and glanced at Feng Yi from behind. A chill ran through her body from her heels, as if her hair was exploding. She shouted, "Brother, it's a ghost." Her whole body was shaking.

It turned out to be another empty room inside, but there was a person sitting cross-legged, floating in the air.

Such a scene made Ah Zi terrified. If Feng Yi had not been in front of her, she would have run away in fear.

But the man sighed, "You broke the game in an unclear way. You can say it's cheating, or you can say you relied on force to exploit loopholes in the rules. I'm not a street rogue, so how can I be so fussy and argue with you!"

Feng Yi laughed: "My enlightenment comes from the Xuanmen. I don't care about the sky or the earth. I follow the way of nature. My participation in the dispute this time is just a coincidence. If you don't like it, I will withdraw!"

The man was silent for a while, and Ah Zi looked at him carefully, and finally saw clearly that the man was tied with a black rope, and the other end of the rope was connected to the beam, hanging his body in the air.

It was because the wall behind him was pitch black and the rope was also black, and the two black colors overlapped, so the rope could not be seen. At first glance, it looked like he was sitting in mid-air.

The man sighed and said, "I understand the principle of accepting defeat, but why did you bring Ding Chunqiu's evil disciple in?"

Ah Zi felt a surge of blood rushing to her head, and couldn't help but shout out, "I'm not his disciple anymore!"

Looking closely, I saw that his eyes were as bright as a god, his black beard was three feet long without a single gray hair, his face was as handsome as a jade without a single wrinkle, and from his voice, it seemed that he was not young, but he was still in high spirits and had an elegant demeanor. It was obvious that he was not dead, so I felt relieved.

Feng Yi said: "If it weren't for Ah Zi, it would be impossible for you to clean up the mess."

The man was startled and asked, "Are you so sure?"

Feng Yi smiled but said nothing.

In the original plot, Ding Chunqiu was only controlled by Xu Zhu and imprisoned in Shaolin Temple. His subsequent fate is unknown, but at least Wuyazi's wish for him to kill the evildoers was not fulfilled.

The man said: "It seems that you already know my identity!"

Ah Zi smiled and said, "Su Xinghe said that it was his master who set up the chess game, but you said that it was you who set up the chess game. So as long as you are not a ghost, you are naturally his master. Is there any need to ask this?"

"Little guy." The man nodded slightly: "You are indeed smart and clever. I am the master of Su Xinghe and Ding Chunqiu!"

After saying this, her eyes, as cold as stars in a well, looked at Feng Yi quietly.

Feng Yi immediately bowed and said with a smile: "Excuse me, I am Feng Yi, may I ask your name, old gentleman?"

The man said, "Come closer!"

Feng Yi stepped forward in response. The man raised his hand and a gust of strong wind blew straight into his face.

The palm strike was swift, powerful and extremely fierce. The wind from the palm was aimed right at Feng Yi's nose, causing him to breathe hard.

Feng Yi's right palm faced outwards and he quickly released force, just enough to protect his face. His technique was extremely skillful.

The man then spread out his other sleeve and brushed it towards the back of Feng Yi's neck.

This flick seemed ordinary, but he channeled his internal strength into his sleeves. Not only did his sleeves act like whips, but the tips of his sleeves even struck Feng Yi's Dazhui acupoint. The accuracy of the position and the concentration of force were extraordinary.

As soon as he exerted his strength, Feng Yi sensed it and changed his moves at an incredibly fast speed, swinging one palm backwards and slapping the other forward, their palm forces intertwined to protect the man's entire back. If the man didn't retract his moves, once his sleeves hit him, Feng Yi would definitely catch him, and with a pull and a push, the palm force would land on his body.

The man immediately drew back his sleeves, his hair and beard spread out, and he used his left palm to make three moves, hitting Feng Yi's head and shoulders respectively, with an indescribable speed.

Feng Yi clasped his palms together, and a chilling air shone through. Ah Zi felt as if the sky was freezing and the earth was freezing.

There were continuous "flutter" sounds, and Feng Yi retreated three steps. The man was like a giant bird flying back and forth in the air.

Although the two of them only exchanged a few moves, their moves were delicate and their strength was extraordinary. Feng Yi sighed secretly: "Such a high level of martial arts, but he was crippled by his wife and disciple! Who can a person trust in this life?"

The old man was also in a state of confusion. He had originally thought that his martial arts skills were superior to Feng Yi's, but in the fight just now, not only were they evenly matched, but Feng Yi was even better. He swung back and forth while thinking, shaking his head and saying, "What a pity, what a pity."

Ah Zi didn't know what to do, her heart was pounding, she thought the rope was really good quality, after hearing this, she asked, "What's the pity?"

The man pondered and said, "The yin and yang energies in your body are constantly flowing, which is the authentic magical power of my Taoist school. And your true energy is so powerful and vigorous, which is the power of Buddhism.

Although the yin is strong and the yang is weak at this moment, and the yin and yang cannot be harmonized, when the success is achieved, there will be the power to seize the power of nature and the power of heaven and earth. This makes it difficult for this old man!"

Having said this, he felt very regretful and said "what a pity" twice.

Ah Ziqi asked, "Why is this embarrassing for you again? What are you regretting?"

The old man calmed down, sighed, and said, "I am the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, Wuyazi!"

Ah Zi exclaimed and asked, "What is the Xiaoyao Sect?" She had never heard of this name.

Wuyazi smiled and said: "To ride on the righteousness of heaven and earth, to control the debate of the six qi, to wander in the infinite, is to be free and unrestrained."

Seeing Feng Yi's calm expression, he was slightly surprised. He thought that others didn't know the name of Xiaoyao Sect, but looking at Feng Yi's expression, it seemed that he had known it for a long time. So he asked, "Little brother, have you heard of Xiaoyao Sect?"

Feng Yi replied: "I've heard it before."

Wuyazi asked again: "How did you know this?"

Feng Yi said: "It's a long story!"

Wuyazi nodded slightly: "Then there is no need to talk about it. I am approaching the end of my life and I don't have time to spend on this." He then asked: "Who are the masters who came today?"

Feng Yi briefly explained, and Wuyazi said, "Six or seven out of ten masters in the world have arrived. Is there a person named Qiao Feng who is not here?"

Ah Zi smiled and said, "I heard that Qiao Feng is my brother-in-law, but I have never seen him and I don't know where he is."

Wuyazi nodded slightly and asked again: "You are Ding Chunqiu's disciple, how could you be his enemy?"

Ah Zi stammered and briefly described how she was harassed by Ding Chunqiu and how the Shenmu King Cauldron was stolen.

Wuyazi sneered and said, "It's fine that Ding Chunqiu betrayed his master, but he even had evil thoughts about his own disciple. He deserves death. But he is just like me, blind and ignorant, and he will get his retribution!"

Without waiting for Ah Zi to answer, Wuyazi sighed again: "In my generation, my Xiaoyao Sect has three brothers and sisters..."

Ah Zi smiled and said, "Who among you three is more powerful?"

Wuyazi chuckled and answered the question irrelevantly: "I have accepted two disciples in my life. The eldest disciple, Su Xinghe, has noble character, but he is obsessed with material things and has not put much effort into learning martial arts. Fortunately, he has good aptitude and a grand bearing, and he has quite impressive qualities, but his martial arts skills are average.

The second disciple, Ding Chunqiu, was not interested in other miscellaneous studies and was very interested in martial arts. However, after he mastered the art, he committed a heinous crime.

Ah Zi was young and hot-headed, and said without thinking, "I know that he seduced his master's wife and betrayed his master..."

Wuyazi's eyes flashed with brilliance, and A Zi immediately shut up.

Wuyazi asked: "How did you know?"

Feng Yi was afraid of implicating Doctor Xue, so he said, "Su Xinghe's disciples were threatened by Ding Chunqiu. We heard their conversation and found out!"

Wuyazi thought for a moment, sighed, and said, "Back then, this traitor colluded with my junior sister and suddenly attacked me, throwing me into a deep valley. I was unprepared and nearly lost my life at his hands.

Fortunately, my junior sister found her conscience and stopped him from doing more murderous things, and my eldest disciple Su Xinghe pretended to be deaf and dumb and tempted him with our sect's various secret skills. Only then was I able to survive and live for another thirty years.

Xinghe's talent was originally quite good, but unfortunately he led me astray, distracted me and made me learn music, chess, calligraphy and painting and other distracting things. There was no way he could learn my superior martial arts.

In the past thirty years, I have only hoped to find a smart and dedicated disciple, to teach him all my life's martial arts, and to send him to destroy Ding Chunqiu."

Ah Zi said: "He has been beaten to death by Su Xinghe!"

Wuyazi looked happy and said, "Very good, very good! Ding Chunqiu brought disaster to the world because I taught him martial arts. If I don't get rid of him, my sins will not be eliminated. Now that I die, I can rest in peace."

Ah Zi asked, "You look energetic, how come you are going to die?"

Wuyazi laughed and said, "There is no immortal person in the world. I am already ninety-three years old this year. My life span has come to an end. What else can I do?"

Ah Zi clapped her hands and said, "I understand. You practiced the Eternal Youth Kung Fu, so you look so young."

Wuyazi smiled and said, "You even know about the Immortal Changchun Gong. Did Ding Chunqiu tell you?"

Ah Zi stuck out her tongue: "I overheard it."

Wuyazi smiled and said, "I want to train a successor to kill Ding Chunqiu, but it has been so many years, and opportunities are hard to come by. I am smart but have a bad nature, so I may repeat the mistake of raising a tiger and causing trouble; I am good but lack understanding. Seeing that my life is coming to an end, I can't wait any longer, so I announced this treasure that I set out that year to the world in order to find talents.

My time is up and I have no time to teach you martial arts, so the disciple I accept must be a smart and handsome young man."

Ah Zi asked, "Isn't my elder brother smart and handsome enough?"

Feng Yi smiled and said, "It is said in Laozi's Tao Te Ching that beauty and ugliness are so different. Your sect judges people by their appearance, which is very unbecoming."

Wuyazi seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then he was silent for a moment, and suddenly he laughed out loud: "I didn't expect that you, at such a young age, actually understood such a truth. It's amazing, you are worthy of discussing it with me."

Ah Zi nodded and said, "Our appearance is given by our parents. No one can decide for themselves. Fortunately, my eldest brother is handsome!"

Wuyazi said: "It's a pity that your elder brother has internal strength, so he can't be my disciple after all."

Feng Yi smiled and said, "I don't want to be your apprentice either. We can be friends as equals. Do you like that?"

Wuyazi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, I am also from the Taoist sect, but I am obsessed with appearances. Being friends is free and unrestrained, and it is much more pleasant than being a master and disciple. The thief Ding Chunqiu died in your hands. You are a good friend!"

Feng Yi shook his head: "As for Ding Chunqiu's death, I dare not take credit for it. If it weren't for A Zi, I wouldn't have met him, let alone killed him."

Wuyazi thought for a moment and said, "I intend to let you inherit the position of the head of the Xiaoyao Sect!"

Feng Yi asked curiously, "My martial arts skills are not from the Xiaoyao Sect, how can I be the head of the Xiaoyao Sect?"

Wuyazi smiled and said, "There are many martial arts in the world, not just my Xiaoyao Sect. Besides, the Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts have been around for hundreds of years. Who knows where they came from? With your skills, it's easy for you to learn any martial arts. Why not become the head of the sect?"

Feng Yi naturally knew all this clearly.

The stone wall in Lingjiu Palace has been there for hundreds of years. In the original plot, Xu Zhu relied on the carvings on the stone wall to practice martial arts, and his skills became stronger day by day. This shows that the Xiaoyao Sect was not founded by their master "Xiaoyaozi" at all, but just like him, he was lucky and occupied the magpie's nest.

Ah Zi was in high spirits, clapped her hands and laughed, "Great, great, big brother, being the head of the Xiaoyao Sect is more than enough, and you can accept me as your disciple, and enjoy the world!"

"Little girl, you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is." Wuyazi scolded with a smile: "You are more than capable of it, enjoy the world of martial arts! Feng Yi knew that Wuyazi liked to speak with criticism before praising, after all, this was in line with the style of a master, so he smiled and said: "Since your time is running out, do you think A Zi Fu is not suitable to inherit your skills?"

Wuyazi was very surprised and asked, "Little guy, you seem to know what I am going to do?"

Feng Yi thought, "You are going to die, so you naturally don't want to waste your skills." But he couldn't say it directly, so he said, "Since your sect's martial arts were not created by you, it's not surprising that others can also learn it!"

Wuyazi smiled and said, "Oh, then who can you tell me about Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts?"

Feng Yi said: "If there is someone outside, then yes."

Wuyazi was startled and asked, "Who?"

Feng Yi said: "A Zi, go call your brother in."

Feng Yi is a martial arts person by nature, so now that he is here, he has to get everything done at once.

Duan Yu couldn't let him go.

"Oh!" A Zi turned and walked out.

After Ah Zi went out, she saw Duan Yu sighing for a long time, and immediately asked about his confusion, how good was Wang Yuyan.

Duan Yu saw that it was his sister and nodded, "She is fine!"

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Ah Zi sneered and said, "You are just an idiot!"

Duan Yu frowned and said, "Why am I stupid?"

Ah Zi said sharply: "Aren't you stupid? If it were me, I wouldn't care if Murong Fu committed suicide just now.

Don't you have eyes?

Your eyes are on the girl, but her eyes are always on Murong Fu. If he doesn't die, what's the point of thinking about him for your whole life?"

Duan Yu's eyes flashed with pain, he sighed softly and said: "A Zi, you don't understand, if you like someone, you should hope for her well. If Master Murong died, Miss Wang would be heartbroken!"

"What a great saint." Ah Zi's eyes were filled with anger, and she said loudly: "Then you can just wait for her to marry someone else and live a cowardly life. I am so lucky to have a brother like you!"

Duan Yu hung his head in dejection and said, "My life is miserable, what can I do?"

Ah Zi said: "Come with me!"

Duan Yu asked: "What?"

Ah Zi glanced at him and said, "Someone wants to see you!"

Su Xinghe saw Ah Zi coming out, and worried about his master's safety. He gave a few instructions to his disciples, asking them to stand guard around him, and then said to Duan Yu, "Please!"

Duan Yu knew that Su Xinghe was a martial arts expert, so he had no choice but to follow him into the wooden house through the hole. Su Xinghe casually moved a piece of wood to block the hole. Several people entered the house and passed through two walls.

"Oh my." Duan Yu cried out softly, extremely shocked that a person could actually hang high in the air.

Su Xinghe knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Greetings, Master!"

Wuyazi suddenly rose up, somersaulted in mid-air, and slowly fell down. His fall was very slow, not like a flesh and blood body, but more like a kite with an empty human shape.

When Duan Yu heard that this was Master Su Xinghe, he hurried forward and saluted: "Junior Duan Yu greets you, Senior!"

Wuyazi stared at Duan Yu, and suddenly grabbed the acupuncture points on Duan Yu's wrist with both hands. Duan Yu was unable to react, and only felt a heat on his pulse. A surge of internal force rose from his arm and rushed to his heart at an incredibly fast speed.

Duan Yu's internal energy resisted on its own, and both of them were shocked, and they both felt that the other's internal energy was extremely abundant.

Wuyazi asked, "Where did you learn this Bei Ming Divine Art?"

Duan Yu was speechless, and Su Xinghe was also extremely surprised.

Feng Yi said: "Brother Duan, this Mr. Wuyazi is the head of Xiaoyao Sect!"

Duan Yu felt that the three words "Xiao Yao Sect" sounded familiar, as if he had heard them somewhere before. Suddenly he remembered the words "Kill all the disciples of Xiao Yao Sect" spoken by the Fairy Sister under her feet, and was immediately shocked.

"Boy, my master is asking you a question!" Su Xinghe said impatiently.

Duan Yu's heart was beating fast, and it took him a long while to calm down. He looked at Wuyazi and said with a wry smile: "Senior, I won't kill you."

Su Xinghe's face was very ugly, and he said, "Boy, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Duan Yu then felt that what he said was not right, so he briefly told him how he went to Wuliang Mountain in Dali, saw a jade statue of a woman in a cave, kowtowed a thousand times, obtained the Beiming Divine Art and Lingbo Weibu, and how the Fairy Sister said that she would kill all the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Wuyazi said woodenly, "So that's how it is." He tried to keep his tone calm, but he couldn't hide the bitterness in it: "This is also fate, but it's hard to say whether this is a blessing or a curse for you. Being good at martial arts is not necessarily a blessing. People in the world who don't have any martial arts skills are carefree, have less competition, and have fewer troubles.

If I had only learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and not studied martial arts, I would have lived a much happier life."

Feng Yi said calmly: "If you don't know martial arts, your junior sisters may not like you, or if you meet a lecher, you will be powerless, so are you waiting for a woman to protect you?"

Wuyazi groaned, then raised his head, seeming to recall a lot of past events. After a while, he continued, "This Wuliang Mountain in Dali was where I enjoyed a great deal of peace and happiness in the past. My junior sister and I had a daughter, and I collected martial arts books from various schools, hoping to create an all-encompassing martial art. I even carved a jade statue in her image!"

"Is the female jade statue in the stone cave of Wuliang Mountain your junior sister?" Duan Yu was extremely surprised.

Wuyazi smiled bitterly and said, "This jade statue has also become the root cause of the rift between me and my junior sister."

Duan Yu couldn't help but ask, "Why is that? You made a statue for her, how could you turn against her?"

Wuyazi was silent for a moment, then said, "I originally carved it according to the image of my junior sister, but I was thinking about her sister, so I put all my thoughts into the jade statue!"

"Ah?" Duan Yu was startled again. Feng Yi smiled and said, "When did you realize that you liked my cousin?"

Wuyazi laughed and said, "The relationship between men and women is too subtle. Even though I realized it later, it is better than not realizing it at all."

Feng Yi said: "You are quite open-minded!"

Ah Zi asked, "Isn't your junior sister angry?"

"I don't know!" Wuyazi raised his voice, "Anyway, she found a lot of handsome boys to make out with me, and I left in a huff."

Ah Zi pouted and said, "You are indecisive, but don't you allow others to be the same?"

Feng Yi said: "Do you hate her? Ding Chunqiu is dead, but she is still alive!"

Wuyazi smiled and said, "Why do you hate me? As Ah Zi said, I was indecisive and made the mistake first. I was also worried that my successor would have difficulty learning the martial arts of my Xiaoyao Sect, so I asked her for guidance!"

Ah Zi was horrified: "Since she betrayed you, you still asked someone to go to her for martial arts instruction. Are you also stupid?"

Su Xinghe said angrily: "How insolent!"

“Yes.” Wuyazi waved his hand and sighed, “If I wasn’t stupid, how could I be so blind and end up like this!”

Ah Zi nodded repeatedly.

Feng Yi said leisurely: "In fact, human nature is complicated and people's hearts are changeable. Who can know a person's future? A good person today may become a bad person tomorrow. A bad person today may also wake up and become a good person one day.

How many lovers have turned against each other! Who would have thought that they were once so devoted and inseparable at the beginning?

I was afraid that Ah Zi would acquire your power and bring harm to the world, but then I thought, human hearts are unpredictable, and worldly affairs are unpredictable. All we can do is live in the present and do what we should do now!"

There was one more thing I didn't say in my heart: "All I can do is to be as defensive as possible, but it's easy to get along with gentlemen, but it's hard to guard against villains."

Wuyazi smiled and said, "Let's not waste time. Will you accept this position as the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect?"

Feng Yi said: "I don't want to be the leader. Brother Duan has already learned the North Sea Divine Art. Isn't he more suitable?"

Wuyazi shook his head and said, "You and I are both from the Dao sect. We should know that everything depends on fate. He didn't figure out my method to crack Zhenlong, which shows that he is not destined to be with me. I can't force him!"

Feng Yi said: "What about Ah Zi? It's fate that she can come here with me!"

Wuyazi said: "Her character is uncertain, there is no guarantee that she will not be the second Ding Chunqiu!"

Ah Zi was quite disappointed after hearing this.

Feng Yi smiled and said, "Everything is fate. Ah Zi is my fate. I understand her character better than you do. I understand your worries. I have them too. But since she is my woman, I need to keep her on the right path, and I will naturally be responsible for what she does.

Besides, your magical skills can only be worthwhile if you meet someone with better roots. If you pass them on to Su Xinghe, he may never reach Ding Chunqiu's level in his lifetime. Isn't that a pity?"

Su Xinghe couldn't help but feel ashamed. The way of martial arts is to combine internal strength with martial arts to exert power.

Otherwise, Wuyazi only needed to inject his magical power into Su Xinghe's body to deal with the traitor Ding Chunqiu. Why would he spend so much effort to find another successor? Su Xinghe really couldn't meet the requirements.

Wuyazi pondered and said, "According to the rules of our sect, the leader is not necessarily the eldest disciple. The disciple with the strongest martial arts skills will be the leader. In the past, my martial arts skills were higher than those of my senior and junior sisters, so I became the leader.

Although the traitor has been executed, my senior sister and junior sister are still alive. Even if I pass on my magical skills to her, with her abilities and status, she cannot remain the head of the Xiaoyao Sect!"

Feng Yi said: "If I become the head of the sect, wouldn't it be a waste if you don't pass on your skills and keep them underground?"

Wuyazi frowned and stared at Feng Yi for a while before he slowly said, "Is she your lover or your beloved?"

Feng Yi smiled and said, "We are both lovers. In my case, I will never do the kind of thing you do, favoring one over the other and causing a fire in the backyard."

Wuyazi looked at A Zi, then at Feng Yi, pondered for a moment, and suddenly burst into laughter.

Duan Yu asked curiously, "Senior, what are you laughing at?"

Wuyazi smiled and said, "I must remember this shameless hero Feng well, lest I forget it suddenly in the underworld!"

Feng Yi said: "Senior, have you agreed?"

Wuyazi said: "Why call me senior? You and I are just friends!"

Then he sighed, "My master accepted three disciples. I liked the elder sister first, then the younger sister, and then my aunt's sister. As a result, I aroused hatred and resentment from all of them. If I had your thick skin, I might not have come to this point today!"

Feng Yi deeply agreed with this.

Since I like them all, I will accept them all. Maybe it won't work, and there will still be hatred and entanglement. But if Wuyazi likes them one by one, won't it fail? Instead of doing this, it is better to use my own method to sleep with them together. Even if it doesn't work, I have tried my best and I don't regret it! Wuyazi said again: "Brother Feng, my life is coming to an end, and I don't have much time. I will tell you about our martial arts. The details depend on your luck."

Feng Yi asked: "Now that there is no external enemy pressing you, how many days can you live?"

Wuyazi thought for a moment and said, "I think it's still possible to live until tomorrow."

Feng Yi said: "Then just tell me, there is no need to practice advanced martial arts."

(End of this chapter)