Chapter 98: Speaks eloquently and makes things happen

Feng Yi's fist came out immediately, extremely fierce. Jinlun State Master was already shocked by Feng Yi's amazing internal strength, and at this time he was on the edge of the cliff, so how could he dare to take it head-on? His body was as if it had no bones, floating several feet horizontally, and waving his palms continuously.

His internal and external skills have reached the pinnacle. The power of his palm is extremely powerful. The palm wind reaches several feet away, and the power is still extraordinary! There are only two whirring sounds, just like a strong wind, and the pine trees several feet away also shake, and needles fall like rain.

Feng Yi was also shocked by this might. He didn't need to use any old moves. He circled around the golden wheel without touching the ground and threw six punches in a row.

These six punches were the Great Demon Subduing Fists, with their power overlapping one another like adding fuel to the fire.

The national teacher felt the strong energy attacking him, his eyes were blurred, and he relied entirely on the method of listening to the sound to determine the opponent's position, sensing the opponent's movements, avoiding the real and attacking the fake, flying back and forth, and using the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm while retreating, constantly venting the opponent's fist power.

Unexpectedly, the more the fight went on, the more frightened he became. This was not because Feng Yi's martial arts were superb. He had already known this.

Instead, the other party gave him two strange feelings, one was light, and the other was heavy.

Sometimes when he attacked, he felt that his opponent was as heavy as Mount Tai, and sometimes when he attacked, he felt that his opponent was as light and elusive as a shadow.

Feng Yi attacked too quickly, switching back and forth between the Great Demon Subduing Fist and the Shadowless Divine Fist. These were skills that the Imperial Master did not know about, and no matter which one he used, he had no idea where to start.

As a master of the national teacher, he knew that heaviness and lightness must be balanced, but Feng Yi's fighting style seemed to combine the strengths of both. He was horrified. He tried his best to dodge, but saw a series of black shadows moving east and west, flitting here and there. He was restricted everywhere, encountered danger again and again, and fled east and west, looking very embarrassed.

Feng Yi used the Ancient Tomb Lightness Skill in conjunction with the Great Demon Subduing Fist and the Shadowless Divine Fist, and used the Divine Illumination Skill as his foundation. His moves were done in one go and were incredibly fast. His power surpassed that of Mei Niansheng, Ding Dian, and Lin Chaoying at their peak.

Although the national teacher's martial arts skills are high, none of the enemies he has encountered in his life can withstand three rounds of his attacks. How can his actual combat experience compare with Feng Yi, who has experienced hundreds of battles? At this time, he encountered Feng Yi's fighting style, and his heart was already timid. Although the power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is considerable, it is straight and has little change. On the other hand, Feng Yi's fists were delivered continuously, sometimes straight, sometimes curved, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes straight, sometimes slanted, his boxing skills were erratic, and his body seemed to move left and right, as fast as a star and lightning.

The Imperial Master only saw the fist shadow swaying, not knowing where it came from. He was dazzled and clumsy, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what he did. He didn't even have a chance to pull out the wheel.

What was even more terrible was that when his Dragon Elephant Palm power collided with the opponent's fist power, he felt the opponent's internal force rolling in from all directions like the Yangtze River, as if he was placed in a huge bell. His true energy swayed, and he immediately felt dizzy and his blood rushed all over his body. He retreated in panic.

Feng Yi followed him like a shadow, "Heavenly Net" circling around him, "Great Demon Subduing Fist" was used in succession, and suddenly he shouted: "Hit". He took a big step forward, and his fist suddenly turned faster, passing through the palm of the national teacher, and hit his left chest with a puff.

The Imperial Master groaned, feeling a sharp pain in his left chest, and quickly stepped back.

Feng Yi's move this time was the "Shadowless Divine Fist", which was silent and caught the Imperial Master off guard. However, the opponent reacted quickly and he did not have time to use his magical power to hurt the enemy, so he immediately jumped up and punched again.

The national teacher boasted of his unrivaled talent and invincibility, but he was hit by a punch from a child. If it was a duel, he should have lost.

But this is not a martial arts competition, and even though he was annoyed, he reacted quickly, took a deep breath, slightly lowered his palms, and slowly pushed out.

Feng Yi laughed loudly: "Okay, this move will determine the winner!"

He used the Great Demon Subduing Fist, and the two men met each other with their fists and palms without making any sound. The National Master sent his internal force forward quickly, but Feng Yi suddenly withdrew his strength.

In a hurry, the national teacher used all his strength in both palms. Unexpectedly, at this time of exerting all his strength, the opponent's strength suddenly retreated in the opposite direction, just like all the strength was used in the air. He was shocked and lost his balance, and his body leaned forward and took a step.

This was the moment when the National Master's old strength was just exhausted and the new strength had not yet been generated. Feng Yi's fist force burst out violently, and the National Master immediately felt as if a huge gate of force was pressing down on his body. His eyes went black, thunder sounded in his ears, and his whole body felt like it was falling apart. Blood rushed to his mouth and nose.

Knowing that if he fought hard, he would die on the spot, he stepped hard and somersaulted backwards, but how could he resist Feng Yi's extremely powerful punch? In an instant, the sound of the state teacher's bones was like frying beans, his meridians were vibrating, and his dantian was boiling. Before he hit the ground, he spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "puff", and his body was as soft as mud, and he collapsed to the ground.

The inner strength and mental skills in the Shen Zhao Jing are extremely powerful, and its ability to bring the dead back to life is rare in the world. That is why it is known as the first wonderful book of martial arts.

After a series of adventures and trials, Feng Yi had already reached the highest level of perfection.

However, few people know the miraculous nature of Shenzhaogong's ability to bring the dead back to life and the principles behind it.

It is very simple to say, it only depends on “inhale and exhale”.

However, this inhalation requires "empty but not empty, weak but not weak", which can help the human body absorb energy elements, just like allowing ordinary people to breathe oxygen.

This spitting out emphasizes "real and real, strong and strong". It can not only stimulate the potential of the human body, but also inject pure power into the human body, regulate the internal organs, and achieve the effect of bringing the dead back to life.

Whether it was Ding Dian rescuing Di Yun or Feng Yi rescuing Li Mochou, they were both inhaling and releasing while pressing with the Shenzhao Gong.

Of course, the principle of Shen Zhao Gong can save people as well as hurt people. He used the "absorb" technique to recover the energy, allowing the national teacher to emptied his energy. At that moment, he used the "spit" technique to unleash the mighty power of the Great Demon Subduing Fist, which instantly knocked the national teacher down.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra practiced by the National Master is extremely powerful and overbearing, with great force and heavy power. Agility and flexibility are not his strong points. If he uses his powerful force to fight against Feng Yi, it is estimated that the two will have a hard time determining the winner within a thousand moves.

But he had been beaten by Feng Yi's Shenzhao Gong before, and he was afraid in his heart, so he gave up his strengths and competed with Feng Yi in speed.

His experience in fighting was too poor, and he couldn't use his strength as freely as Feng Yi could. Naturally, he was defeated by Feng Yi in just a few dozen moves.

Of course, if Feng Yi's move had happened to someone else, their bones would have been broken and their tendons would have been shattered, resulting in death on the spot. However, the National Master's "Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra" had been practiced to the ninth level, and although his internal organs had been severely injured, he would not die immediately.

These things are a long story, but in fact the outcome is decided in the blink of an eye.

Feng Yi waved his sleeves and smiled slightly: "National Master, what do you say?"

The Imperial Master knew what he meant, but his internal breath was disrupted, his meridians were blocked, he felt depressed and wanted to die, he collapsed to the ground, without any strength to speak.

Suddenly, there was a sudden shout, like a bolt from the blue, and a strong wind came from behind and went straight to the vital point of Feng Yi's back.

Feng Yi kept smiling, twisted his body, and punched the man. The opponent punched out with his right fist, and their fists and palms collided with "bang". The two forces collided and strong wind rushed in all directions.

The other party groaned and staggered as if he was drunk, and took five or six steps back before he could stand firm.

The man was dressed in a red robe, was thin and skinny, had a face as red as blood, and had a stern look. It was Dalba.

His internal strength was weak, and Feng Yi just pressed his acupoints casually. So much time had passed, and he respected his teacher very much. When he saw his master being knocked down by Feng Yi, he actually opened up his acupoints in desperation.

Now he was forced to retreat by Feng Yi's move, but he still ignored his own safety and rushed forward again.

Feng Yi frowned slightly, and flicked his sleeves. A strong wind made Dalba unable to open his eyes and breathe, so he floated away.

The Imperial Master had long been afraid that his disciple would get into trouble, and wanted to stop him, but he couldn't open his mouth. Only then did he clear his stagnant breath and hurriedly shouted in Mongolian: "Darba, stop it."

Daerba hesitated for a moment, then rushed over, helped the Imperial Master up, and asked, "Master, are you injured?"

The Imperial Master saw Feng Yi brush off his robes, smiling, standing tall and straight, shaking his head and saying, "I'm fine!" He laughed at himself in his heart, "I have never suffered the slightest injury in my entire life of fighting against others, but today I was defeated by a young man.

His martial arts and demeanor are so extraordinary, how can we, the Mongolian heroes, compare to him?

Could it be that God is really protecting the Song Dynasty and preventing me from accomplishing my great ambitions?" He stroked his chest and sighed, his body shaking.

The Imperial Master believed in the theory of fate, and felt that if his plan failed, he could not force it. He let out a long breath, looked at Feng Yi and said, "Master Feng, if I don't do what you want today, what will you do?"

Feng Yi smiled and said, "At the beginning of the battle, I said that I respect you as the master of our sect, and I will treat you as a gentleman first and a villain later. You are not as skilled as me, so if you want to survive, you have to listen to my orders. If you pretend to be a hero, don't blame me for being ruthless and unscrupulous.

As for reputation, you don't have to worry about it for me. You are the Mongolian national teacher, and you are the mortal enemy of the Han people. No matter what method I use to kill you, everyone will applaud. Guess what I will do?"

The Imperial Master said, "The Song Dynasty is declining and has reached its end. You are a handsome young man, and my Mongolia is prosperous. If you become my disciple, you will have a bright future. Are you afraid that you won't be able to achieve the Dragon Elephant Prajna?"

"Master, you don't have to flatter me!" Feng Yi sighed: "In the eyes of others, I am just a dissolute and invisible boy who became famous by chance. Everyone avoids me, so how can I talk about my future!"

Feng Yi was originally a free and easy person, and he never cared about what others thought of him. But most of the things he did involved the famous martial arts heroes and the people of the world. Sometimes he had to be careful about the methods and ways, so as not to ruin the reputation that others had insisted on for their whole lives, and the careers they had fought for their whole lives.

But when his true nature was exposed, Cheng Ying left immediately. Although Feng Yi did not care much, he finally realized a reality: in the other's eyes, he was definitely not as likable as Yang Guo.

Now there are only people we know well, and we can talk about anything.

The Imperial Master shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You are too modest. Could it be that I was defeated by a jerk? Moreover, since you are a jerk, how can I trust you?"

Feng Yi smiled slightly and said calmly: “Don’t tell lies in front of a real person.

You just told me to become your disciple, but you want to do it at the martial arts conference. Haha, for a martial arts skill, you want me to be infamous for eternity and have no chance of turning back from the Central Plains martial arts world. You must be wicked.

I understand what you mean, and I am too lazy to argue with you. Now that things have come to this, the Imperial Master should also understand what I mean. As long as you agree to my conditions, I can guarantee that you and your disciple will be released immediately!"

The national teacher secretly praised Feng Yi for his meticulous thinking.

He just asked Feng Yi to agree to become his disciple at the Central Plains Martial Arts Conference in order to cut off his retreat, and he was not afraid that he would go back on his word.

Once this is done, there is no room for maneuver. Feng Yi knew what he meant and ignored it! This determination and insight are really amazing!

The Imperial Master smiled and said, "Since you said so, you want me to believe that this boy must be a gentleman of integrity and righteousness?"

Feng Yi said calmly: "National Master, ask yourself, you are worshipped as a god by all the believers, so, are you a gentleman or a villain?"

The Imperial Master was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I am a person from the outside world, neither a villain nor a gentleman."

Feng Yi laughed and said, "Since you are a person from outside the world, why are you so keen on worldly affairs?

The Buddhist Kungfu emphasizes non-attachment, non-smell, and non-thought. As a high monk, your desire for fame and arrogance is no less than that of a mere wretch like me, so why do you need to put on airs? "

These words left Imperial Master Jinlun speechless for a moment.

As a Buddhist monk, he was as competitive and aggressive as ordinary people, so he argued: "I am also practicing!"

Feng Yi smiled and said gently: "Buddhism emphasizes saving all living beings, without form or self. Since Dragon Elephant Prajna is a Buddhist martial art, it should be passed on to all living beings without distinction between insiders and outsiders.

You are a master of the generation, a high monk of Buddhism, but you boast of your skills. This is against the Buddhist principles. How can you achieve the right result?"

The Imperial Master was so proud of this that he said coldly, "Is it not against the Buddhist principles if I pass on my sect's magic to you? Is it also against the Buddhist principles if the Central Plains Shaolin Temple does not spread the 72 unique skills to the world?"

Feng Yi smiled and said, “Of course.

The ultimate accomplishment of Buddhist martial arts is emptiness. Although your Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu is extremely powerful, you can only release it but not retract it. First, your accomplishments are not enough, and second, your character is too vicious. You want to kill people as soon as you strike! Haha, you are far from being able to do it.

The same goes for the so-called eminent monks of the Shaolin Temple. Over the hundreds of years since the temple was established, there have been some masters who were once famous, but strictly speaking, there has never been a great top master.

Because that kind of master has already understood "there is no form, no self, no self-form, and no material form." His magical skills have reached the highest level where he can send and receive them freely, his mind is on the line, and he can move them as if he were the finger. He simply disdains to fight for fame and ruthlessness.

If the Imperial Master can reach this level, how can my limited skills withstand his attack? "

Although Master Jinlun was conceited and domineering, he had lived in the Western Regions for a long time, and the people he came into contact with on a daily basis were all tough and simple people from ethnic groups such as the Mongolians and Hui people. Most of them were not as smart as the Han people. He was flattered and provoked by Feng Yi, and was speechless. He snorted coldly and could not answer.

Feng Yi did not allow him to think too much, and continued: "I am not a great figure, you can treat me as a bully, but I am not a fickle and unfaithful villain. I also respect that your martial arts are hard-earned, and I treat you as a decent person. If you really don't want this respect, then..."

The national teacher asked coldly: "What?"

Feng Yi said slowly: "You will endure the greatest pain in the world."

The Imperial Master said, "I will kill myself and will not give you the chance to torture me."

Feng Yi shook his head and said: "You will not have the opportunity to commit suicide now, and you don't have the courage to do so."

He said it calmly, but his tone was extremely stern and left no room for doubt.

The Imperial Master could also sense the weight of Feng Yi's words and said, "This old monk..."

Feng Yi looked up at the sky and said faintly, "Besides, even if you die, I can still let you live.

And then you will not die soon. You will experience the most painful death in the world. You will howl for three days and three nights without any autonomy. During every moment of this time, you will struggle in pain that is beyond what a person can bear.

Besides, if you make me angry, I can let all your subordinates and followers see what is the difference between the great master they respect and them? So this is what I mean by using courtesy before force, and understanding before not fighting. You can think about the rest yourself."

Although Feng Yi did not specify what he would do, everyone at the top of the mountain was horrified.

The Imperial Master's heartbeat quickened. He was stunned for a moment and stammered, "This... this..."

He was the imperial master, but he was frightened by Feng Yi to the point that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Because he guessed what Feng Yi would do.

That means taking off all your clothes for others to see.

As the Mongolian state teacher and the Nyingma master, he could be fearless of death, but how could he not be afraid of this? The state teacher was furious and could only hate that he could not do anything to the other party. He said in a trembling voice: "You act so cruelly, how can I know that you will not break your promise?"

Feng Yi laughed and his expression softened. He knew that he had an absolute advantage psychologically, but he didn't dare to push the other person into a corner. He smiled slightly, pointed to one side, and said, "Master, you don't have to believe me.

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But I am the owner of Peach Blossom Island, one of the Five Great Masters of Central Plains, the former Mongolian Prince Consort with the Golden Sword, and now the great hero Guo Jing.

With these two witnesses, how can you not believe it?"

The Imperial Master and Dalba looked up and saw two people stepping out from between the trees, one in front and one behind, with a long laugh.

Huang Yaoshi was dressed in green and looked elegant and carefree as ever, while Guo Jing strode with big steps, looking calm and dignified.

The Imperial Master had a keen eye. Seeing the two men's extraordinary demeanor, he was suspicious. He couldn't help but think, "Feng Yi was still able to hear everything in the fierce fight, but I am not as good as him."

Then Huang Yaoshi laughed and said, "I saw you two climbing the mountain and was moved, so I became your uninvited guest. I never thought I would be able to broaden my horizons!"

Feng Yi bowed and said, "You are too polite, Island Master."

After Huang Yaoshi broke up with Guo Jing and Huang Rong, he was strolling around. While having a drink in a small shop, he saw a large group of Mongolian troops passing by, so he quietly followed them.

It was not until he saw Feng Yi fighting with Master Jinlun that he realized that this monk had profound internal strength and unparalleled martial arts skills, and was truly a rare expert in his life. He could not help but feel excited, so he climbed up the mountain from the other side and saw Guo Jing who was climbing the mountain.

The father-in-law and son-in-law competed again. Fortunately, Guo Jing was no longer the fool he used to be. He knew to give in to his father-in-law, and the two of them did not fight. He was faster than Feng Yi and the national teacher.

So he watched the fight and communication between Feng Yi and the National Master.

Feng Yi's divine power allows him to fight off enemies with his spirit, and he has extraordinary perception. He had already noticed when Huang Yaoshi and Guo Jing reached the top of the mountain, but he could tell who they were from their aura, so he remained calm and did not shout. He just waited for the imperial preceptor to show some signs of weakness so that he could use them as his bargaining chips.

After all, it would be difficult for a person who covets other people's martial arts and violates the taboos of the martial arts world to make the other person feel that you are honest.

Even an honest man like Guo Jing might not believe it, let alone a cunning person like the National Master.

The Imperial Master was even more shocked when he heard this. Huang Yaoshi saw it first and then climbed up. He and Guo Jing reached the top of the mountain, but he didn't know it at all. It was obvious that Huang Yaoshi's martial arts attainments were not inferior to his. If they had attacked him at the same time, how could he survive facing three masters? Thinking of this, he broke out in a cold sweat, but then he thought, Feng Yi hadn't beaten any of them, so why was he thinking about that?

Huang Yaoshi laughed again and said, "Brother Feng is very good at everything. He is very thorough, avoiding the strong and attacking the weak, winning in danger, and making decisions quickly. This is really amazing. This great master has unparalleled martial arts and a great reputation. It's a pity!"

"What a pity?"

The Imperial Preceptor stared at Huang Yaoshi with a gaze as sharp as a sword.

Huang Yaoshi said: "It's a pity that your power is only used in a violent way, but your soft power cannot be effectively controlled, so your martial arts are too grand but not subtle, and your fighting experience is too lacking. Otherwise, with your martial arts, how could anyone in the world fight you for a dozen moves?"

The national teacher was stunned for a moment, then his mind changed and his face turned pale in an instant. He clenched his teeth, his whole body twitched, and his face was filled with pain.

The so-called use of strength refers to the achievement of using internal strength in both hard and soft directions.

When the fierce inner force is exerted to the extreme, it becomes the strongest, invincible and unbreakable. When the feminine inner force is exerted to the extreme, it becomes the softest, just right in everything and always successful.

The reason why Master Jinlun was defeated by Feng Yi in just dozens of moves was not because of the huge gap in their martial arts levels, but because he only focused on pursuing strength and ferocity when exerting his strength, lacking the flexibility and changes in his strength, and therefore lacked dexterity. He also lacked experience in fighting, so his strength was far from matching his martial arts.

Otherwise, how could the Golden Wheel National Master, a giant of the secret sect and a peerless hero, be defeated by Feng Yi in just a few dozen moves?

However, the national teacher's martial arts skills are extraordinary. Guo Jing was just thinking about it in his mind. Feng Yi's lightness skills cover all directions, his punches can hit in all directions, and his internal strength contains infinite power. If he were to fight with him, he might not have much chance of winning.

In the original plot, when Master Jinlun just appeared and faced Guo Jing in his prime, the outcome would be decided in just a few dozen moves. The winner was self-evident.

Later, as he fought with Guo Jing, Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu repeatedly, this great master who had never fought with others for more than three moves in his life, knew how to fight after the fourth move. With more practical experience and lessons learned, his strength also improved.

But in the Mongolian camp, Guo Jing, who was seriously injured, was besieged by several masters, and even 70% of his internal strength was enough to deal with him. Although Master Jinlun's martial arts were not inferior to Guo Jing, he actually lacked experience.

It was not until later that he fought with masters such as Li Mochou, Zhou Botong, and Nimoxing, and mastered the tenth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra, that he reduced his flaws and weaknesses and was able to fight against the Five Great Masters.

In a word, the current Master Jinlun would suffer a crushing defeat no matter which of the Five Great Masters he met.

This is because the Five Great Masters not only reached the pinnacle of martial arts, but their skills were also more refined. For example, Hong Qigong, Master Yideng, and Ouyang Feng, their strength had long since turned from hard to soft, and it was impossible to distinguish them.

Or maybe extreme softness leads to strength, for example, Huang Yaoshi and Zhou Botong, whose light palm power can have the power of swords, knives, and axes.

Their strength can be used in a variety of ways. As for Jinlun's strength being too strong but not flexible enough, that was a big mistake. When fighting with others through the air with real strength, his weakness would not be obvious, but once he fought with a master of the same level in close combat, he would be defeated miserably.

The Grand Master of the Imperial Academy, after hearing what Huang Yaoshi said, knew what he meant, but he was very conceited and felt uncomfortable being told off by others. He then carefully looked at the old man in green robes, who was quite elegant and otherworldly. He put his hands together and said, "When I was in Mongolia, I heard that there were only five great people in the Central Plains: the East Evil, the West Poison, the South Emperor, the North Beggar, and the Central Divine Power. Today, when I met them, they were indeed as good as they say. Where are the other four?"

Huang Yaoshi said: "The Central God has passed away a long time ago, and the whereabouts of the West Poison, the North Beggar, and the South Emperor are hard to find!"

Feng Yi pointed at Guo Jing and said with a smile: "This hero Guo is a disciple of the Northern Beggar. Master Yideng also taught him the essentials of martial arts. He is also a sworn brother of Junior Brother Zhong Shentong, Old Naughty Boy."

When the Imperial Master saw Guo Jing's majestic and extraordinary bearing, he felt that he was even more powerful than Huang Yaoshi and Feng Yi. He immediately turned around and saluted: "Well done, well done. I didn't expect to meet the great hero Guo here. It's really beyond my imagination."

Guo Jing bowed and said, "Shame on you!"

Feng Yi smiled and said, "Master, you should believe me now, right?"

In an instant, there was silence.

Huang Yaoshi and Guo Jing understood Feng Yi's intentions. Although they did not approve of his behavior, Feng Yi made his intentions clear at the beginning of the fight with the Imperial Master. It is conceivable that he went through a dangerous and difficult fight with the Imperial Master.

Since they are bystanders, they have become witnesses and can only remain silent at the moment. This is neither support nor hindrance.

The state teacher's face was as gloomy as water. He was silent for a long time, and said coldly: "You want the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra, or you want me to return to the Western Regions. You can only have one of these two. I have something to say first."

Feng Yi nodded and said, "You can't go back to the Western Regions. I already expected this. What else do you have to say?"

The Imperial Master was startled and asked, "You knew it a long time ago?"

Feng Yi smiled, but this smile was comforting, without a trace of sarcasm, and said: "National Master, I know that the matter of Dragon Elephant Prajna is the matter of your Tantric Buddhism. As the head of a sect, you just need to agree.

As for returning to the Western Regions, you cannot agree to this because your sect's followers are all under Mongolian rule. At this critical juncture, how dare you return without permission?"

The Imperial Master was shocked. He didn't expect Feng Yi to have even considered this.

Because it is true, the Imperial Master can make the decision to teach Feng Yi the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra, but he cannot decide to return to the Western Regions.

This time he was ordered to deal with the Central Plains martial arts world and cooperate with the Mongolian army to destroy the Song Dynasty. His own goal was not achieved, and he returned alone. He may not be afraid, but he has to take into account the safety of the thousands of temples and thousands of believers and disciples of the Nyingma Sect in Mongolia and the Western Regions! The national teacher couldn't help but shout: "Then why did you put forward this condition? Are you here to tease me?"

Feng Yi shook his head and said, "I want to tease people, why do I have to do this? But you are the top figure in Mongolia, and it is difficult to find an opponent in the world. Today, for my own purpose, I let you go, which is tantamount to letting a tiger go back to the mountain. If you deal with others at that time, wouldn't you be harming others?"

The national teacher said coldly: "How can the layman not let me harm others?"

Feng Yi smiled and said, "It's simple. If you tell me the Dragon Elephant Skill today, I will let you go. This is the first condition.

I will not force you to return to the Western Regions, but from now on, you can only take the initiative to deal with the Five Great Masters of the Central Plains and Hero Guo. Or if you beat me anytime, this agreement will be void. This is my concession and my sincerity!"

Huang Yaoshi and Guo Jing exchanged a glance, and the Imperial Master snorted coldly, "You don't allow me to attack those who are inferior to you, but are you the same way?"

Feng Yi frowned slightly, looked up at the sky, and said calmly: "If you and I were in each other's shoes today, my life would be in your hands, so of course what you say is what it means!"

The imperial teacher's face turned red and white.

Feng Yi lowered his head and looked at the Imperial Master, and said coldly, "Imperial Master, today we have a gentleman's agreement. If you behave yourself, I will not publicize anything you did when you were defeated by me.

You are still the invincible and respected Mongol Grand Master. Otherwise, haha..."

Feng Yi is a meticulous person who always plans ahead and looks three times before doing anything. With the advantage of being a foresight person, he naturally makes use of the character's personality to the fullest.

He knew very well that in the original plot, Master Jinlun had captured Guo Xiang with the intention of blackmailing Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

Later, he felt that Guo Xiang was smart and kind-hearted, so he wanted to accept her as his disciple. After much persuasion, he finally achieved his goal. However, the Mongols had been attacking Xiangyang for a long time and Kublai Khan wanted to kill Guo Xiang in public in front of the city to discourage Guo Jing from defending the city. Master Jinlun firmly refused and cursed Kublai Khan's envoy. In anger, he hit one of them to death with his palm.

The imperial teacher took Guo Xiang with him and planned to leave the army that very day.

Kublai Khan came in person to apologize and the matter was never mentioned again. However, after the Mongol Khan Mongke led his army to attack Xiangyang but failed, he personally ordered the construction of a wooden platform, tied Guo Xiang to the platform, and forced Guo Jing to surrender.

Although the state teacher was reluctant, he had to obey because he was concerned about the safety of the thousands of temples and believers of the Nyingma sect in Mongolia and the Western Regions.

So Feng Yi knew that he would not agree to the second condition, so he settled for the second best option. This would give the National Master a way out and also tie Jin Lun's hands and feet in case he did not agree or went back on his word.

Feng Yi has plenty of ways to deal with him!

The Imperial Master was very smart and naturally knew what Feng Yi meant. He let out a long breath and said slowly, "You must keep this matter to yourself and not say a single word."

Feng Yi shouted: "Okay, I promise you."

Huang Yaoshi and Guo Jing were about to leave to avoid suspicion.

Then Feng Yi smiled and said, "No need! It is fate that brings us together today.

I am just very curious about all kinds of advanced martial arts, and I don't have the intention of mastering them all. Since National Master Jinlun emphasizes magnanimity, I won't push him too much, and I won't be stingy.

The Imperial Master only needs to explain the Dragon Elephant Prajnaparamita Kungfu twice, and I will remember as much as I can, and will not listen to it a third time. How do you think?

Master Jinlun, Huang Yaoshi, and Guo Jing all showed an expression of disbelief on their faces.

The Imperial Master frowned and asked, "What tricks do you have?"

Feng Yi laughed dumbly and shook his head, "No trick!"

(End of this chapter)