Chapter 192 The Vajra Pestle
Chapter 192 Vajra Pestle
Watching the dozen or so riders disappear into the distance, Huo Ling and Duan Wuheng were both disappointed.
Duan Wuheng: "I want to go."
Huo Ling: "Me too."
Fang Rushi didn't speak, but since she was right next to Huo Ling, Huo Ling couldn't help but ask, "Fang Rushi, should I go? I'm also the young master of Qingyun Manor."
Fang Ru said calmly, "Going there wouldn't make a difference."
Huo Ling: "..."
Ding Bowen said, "Young Master, let's wait for the boat."
Huo Ling was sullen.
Duan Wuheng did the same; the two of them skipped thin pebbles across the river.
I don't know what they were muttering to themselves.
Fang Rushi went to Wang Sumo's place.
Wang Sumo looked at the spinach seedlings wrapped in a simple greenhouse made of oil paper and straw mats by the large wooden box of the Eight Treasures Pavilion that had been put away. Bai Cen had insisted on planting them, saying that since they couldn't eat spinach in the winter, they should plant some!
Then I secretly cut a spot in the old man's garden and planted two plants there.
Since the spinach was planted in autumn, it didn't grow very well.
But once the seeds are planted, it's as if there's hope.
Bai Cen and the old man came to visit every day. Bai Cen came to see if his spinach had grown any bigger, while the old man came to see if the spinach had died, so he could start growing flowers.
Wang Sumo still smiles when she thinks about it.
Right now, one of the spinach plants has already been plucked, and Wang Sumo's gaze gradually lowered.
"Girl." Fang Rushi stepped forward.
Wang Sumo took a deep breath. Actually, she had wanted to ask this question before, but she was afraid to ask it. Or rather, it was better to ask Fang Rushi than Bai Cen.
"Is it true that if eating the spinach clears the nine layers of true qi, the poison in Bai Cen's body will take effect?" Wang Sumo asked him.
Fang Rushi said irritably, "You know perfectly well why I'm asking."
Wang Sumo wasn't angry. He simply leaped behind him and sat on the edge of the carriage, continuing in a low voice, "The poison in Bai Cen's body clings to his internal energy, surviving by absorbing it. Old Master Meng's nine layers of true qi envelop his internal energy, which is equivalent to blocking the spread of the poison, so he is safe. Once the nine layers of true qi are released, the poison will spread along his internal energy to his meridians and every corner of his body. So, each time it's released, he will live one less time?"
Fang Rushi did not respond.
No response is equivalent to consent.
"So he really can't eat spinach unless there's something wrong with him..." Wang Sumo sighed.
Fang Ru Shi knew what she wanted to ask, and said softly, "Eat less, and don't use your internal energy."
If he were still alive...
Fang swallowed it back down his throat.
“Then…” Wang Sumo finally spoke up: “His internal energy was so little before, so the toxins grew slowly; now that he suddenly has so much internal energy, once he unleashes the nine layers of true qi, won’t it become a breeding ground for the toxins, which will quickly spread throughout his body?”
Although it was something he shouldn't have asked, Wang Sumo still did.
Fang Rushi replied in a deep voice, "Yes."
"You told him?" Wang Sumo looked at him.
"Um."
Wang Sumo fell silent. She remembered what Old Master Weng had said: Bai Cen's father knew there was a flood ahead, but he still went to evacuate the people...
Fang Rushi sat to the side reading a book.
Wang Sumo said softly, "You're still trying to read at a time like this?"
Fang Rushi didn't look at her and said in a deep voice, "From today onwards, I will not save people or manufacture poison."
Wang Sumo looked at him in surprise.
Fang continued, "One day, I will poison that old monster."
If Fang Ru said so, then in Fang Ru's eyes, they couldn't kill Lian Xu...
Fang Ru's knowledge of Lian Xu's toxicity was greater than that of all the other senior figures.
Therefore, Fang is pessimistic.
Wang Sumo's mood sank to rock bottom.
She knew that Fang Rushi was an extremely serious person.
If he says it, he will definitely do it later, and the martial arts world will lose another divine doctor.
As the sun slowly rose over the river, Wang Sumo took the necklace off her neck.
Left hand in a compassionate palm, right hand in a vajra...
The old man said that eating fish taught him that it was the sharpest weapon in the world, invincible.
But nobody knew where the Vajra Pestle was, not even a treasure map.
What is the use of this key?
Wang Sumo frowned slightly.
Wait, left hand, the Compassionate Palm, the Compassionate Palm, Wang Sumo looked at his palm.
Right hand: Vajra pestle, Vajra pestle?
Wang Sumo looked down at the necklace again.
The more powerful something is, the greater the danger it poses.
The Hermit of Tianchi destroyed the original Vajra Pestle and forged this smaller one. Even if no one wields the Vajra Pestle anymore, there will still be a powerful tool for subduing demons.
No one wields the vajra anymore...
Tianchi Sanren doesn't know martial arts; he only knows how to forge weapons.
A thought suddenly flashed through Wang Sumo's mind: left hand, right hand...
Therefore, the one who used the Vajra Pestle was not an ancestor of Kunlun!
It's Tianchi Sanren!!!
The more powerful something is, the greater the danger it poses—that's why the Vajra Pestle can only be in the hands of the Hermit of Tianchi, not in the hands of the Kunlun Ancestor!
So, the left hand and the right hand don't actually refer to two hands, but rather to two people!
The Hermit of Tianchi destroyed the earlier Demon-Subduing Pestle because he no longer knew how to use it!
When demons rise up everywhere, the Vajra Pestle will reappear in the world.
Therefore, the Vajra Pestle must be preserved in a more secure and discreet form.
key!
Why didn't she think of that before!
This is a key, but it's also a vajra!
It is the key to unlock itself!
Wang Sumo stood up abruptly, and Fang Rushi looked at her.
"I'm going to the Mei family manor on the outskirts of the city!" Wang Sumo said without thinking. Fang Rushi tried to stop her, but suddenly realized that he couldn't stop her.
Wang Sumo, who was able to drive the Eight Treasures Pavilion alone from the very beginning, and then pick up things along the way, relying on himself, has made the Eight Treasures Pavilion famous in the martial arts world and gathered a group of martial arts masters. No one can stop him!
"Master!" Duan Wuheng rushed over.
And then there's Huo Ling.
"Are we going to the Mei Family Manor?" Huo Ling asked excitedly.
Wang Sumo paused for a moment, then said, "Yes, I'm going to find them."
Duan Wuheng and Huo Ling both laughed: "I want to go." "Me too!"
Wang Sumo hesitated, "You have to wait..."
Duan Wuheng: "Who says that young people can't travel the martial world? I can fly on grass. No one in the entire martial arts tournament is faster than me. I can save people and steal antidotes. I'll save as many people as I can."
Huo Ling also said, "Grandpa, Lu Wenqu and He Lingyun have both gone, and I'm the only one here. Grandpa once said that only when you give up on yourself will the world give up on you. I have to go; what if I'm the one who's missing the final blow?"
Wang Sumo was speechless: "..."
"I'll go get the horse!" Duan Wuheng didn't give her a chance to react.
Huo Ling went along too.
Ding Bo stepped forward, and Wang Sumo looked at him: "Ding Bo."
Just when everyone thought that Uncle Ding would stop him, Uncle Ding said, "He is the son of the manor lord and the young master of Qingyun Manor. This is the best step for him to start over."
Wang Sumo suddenly realized that Uncle Ding had watched Huo Ling grow up.
He also watched as Huo Ling struggled with illness and suffering.
This period was the most cheerful time for Huo Ling; she was reborn and did what she wanted to do.
Wang Sumo nodded: "I understand."
Ding Bo smiled, bowed, and said to her, "Miss Wang, thank you for your trouble."
Wang Sumo looked at Jiang Yutang beside her, and Jiang Yutang said gently, "I know, I will take good care of Bazhenlou and wait for you to come back."
Wang Sumo smiled.
Jiang Yutang reached out her hand, and the two of them gave each other a loud high five.
*
Outside the Mei Family Manor.
They were disciples of the Ten Suns Sect wielding ghost-head clubs, and others carrying ghost-head clubs shaped like scissors on their backs.
Master He nodded to the side.
In an instant, several old men emerged from all directions of the manor, each killing several people at a time with such speed that the victims could not make a sound, and the serrated clubs and scissors on them did not fall to the ground, so it was all done silently.
He Ping, He Zhen, Lu Wenqu, and He Lingyun jumped into the room from the two walls.
It was just past dawn, and the sky was barely light.
Hiding in an inconspicuous corner, one can see from afar that the entire manor's arena, centered around yesterday's martial arts tournament stage, is filled with people sitting cross-legged.
These people came to participate in the martial arts tournament and were then forced to be imprisoned here.
The wine had been laced with a colorless and odorless poison. Fang Rushi had read that this kind of poison appeared in ancient books. For the first twelve hours, the person would be very excited, for the middle twelve hours the person would be completely weak and unable to use any internal energy, and for the last twelve hours the person would fall into a state of unconsciousness.
The poison will not dissipate until thirty-six hours have passed.
Therefore, this poison is also known as "Thirty-Six Deadly Poisons".
The earliest version of "Thirty-Six Exhaustions" was like this, but later, someone added medicinal properties to "Thirty-Six Exhaustions". As long as a specific medicinal gas is released within a sufficiently close range, the toxicity of the last twelve hours can be released in advance.
Therefore, when He Huai'an's people realized something was wrong, they released the medicinal gas in advance, causing the martial arts practitioners present to become weak, either kneeling on one knee or collapsing to the ground. Those with slightly deeper internal strength, or those who reacted in advance to resist the situation, were able to sit cross-legged on the ground to remain conscious.
This is the current situation in most of the martial arts arenas of the manor.
Fang simply prepared the antidote, but these were only the ingredients from the medicinal materials he carried with him.
Even a skilled cook can't cook without rice; Fang Rushi couldn't release gas in the arena like her opponent.
The only way to restore one's strength is to put the medicinal herbs in a bottle and smell them one by one.
With so many people in the arena, as long as everything is restored, He Huai'an's henchmen can be dealt with.
Before dealing with He Huai'an, the lives of these martial arts figures must be saved first; whether they stay or leave is their own business.
Moreover, there were many disciples from both the Lingxiao Sect and Qingyun Manor present.
He Lingyun could already see it from afar.
Although He Huai'an is the eldest son of Qingyun Manor, after the incident was exposed, He Liao and the others refused to submit and were also tied up near the arena where the major sects were located.
There are guards inside the arena, and it's almost impossible to take them all out at once without being detected.
However, soon enough chaos in the arena would draw everyone's attention, and they would be able to make their move.
He Ping, He Zhen, Lu Wenqu, and He Lingyun exchanged glances and waited quietly.
Bai Cen, Zhao Tong, and Qin Feng were together.
Bai Cen immediately spotted his senior brother in the middle of the arena, tied to a wooden stake, his hair disheveled, his head drooping, and his body covered in mottled bloodstains.
Bai Cen clenched his fist.
Zhao Tong comforted him, saying, "The person is still alive."
Bai Cen nodded.
Qin Feng said softly, "Then according to the plan, I will go to rescue Senior Meng later."
Zhao Tong also said, "I'll hold the others back. He Ping and the others will gradually let everyone in the area smell the antidote, and then they can make their move. Xiao Bai, I'll wait until Qin Feng has rescued the people before I come to help you. Be careful."
Bai Cen gave a soft "hmm".
Qin Feng suddenly frowned: "The person is out."
Bai Cen also stared intently; it was Lian Xu.
Qin Feng reminded him: "Alliance Leader Zhao, you weren't here before. Lian Xu is very powerful. Even the seniors couldn't defeat him in practice. Don't confront him head-on."
Zhao Tong agreed.
Zhao Tong himself didn't seem to mind much, but Qin Feng felt a bit uncomfortable. He was used to being called the Great Demon, and suddenly being addressed as Alliance Leader Zhao felt very awkward.
Ironically, those who wear the guise of righteous martial arts sects are not necessarily on the right path.
Those who bear the title of "Great Demon" are actually the epitome of purity.
A breath of fresh air despite his somewhat bad temper...
"Zhao Tong, Qin Feng, I'm counting on you two," Bai Cen said softly.
Bai Cen took a deep breath, and Zhao Tong and Qin Feng each patted him on the shoulder.
Qin Feng said, "Being able to fight against such a rare villain, I should be the only one in the Lingxiao Sect in hundreds of years. It's not a loss."
Zhao Tong was even more direct: "The Qingfeng Mingyue Blade has never drunk human blood before. Once it does, it will become a top-tier expert. In the future, it will be able to kill fish, chickens, and ducks with a single sip of blood."
Bai Cen/Qin Feng: "..."
There's no need for that, anyway.
But Zhao Tong had already rushed out!
Bai Cen/Qin Feng: "!!!"
The leader of the alliance is the leader of the alliance, and the leader of the villains is also the leader of the alliance!
Bai Cen and Qin Feng followed.
Hearing the commotion, everyone in the arena looked up. Was it the great demon Zhao Tong? And Qin Feng, the eldest disciple of the Lingxiao Sect? And another one... I don't recognize him?
A weak voice said, "Bazhenlou, Bazhenlou, come run."
around:"!!!"
Is Bazhenlou really that amazing?
Are all the deliverymen here?
With the appearance of the three, all of He Huai'an's henchmen headed towards the arena, and no one paid attention to the poisoned martial arts practitioners!
“I knew you would come back. Meng Huizhou transferred all his ninefold true energy to you to prolong your life. You wouldn’t leave him here alone, right, junior brother…” He Huai’an’s emphasis fell on his junior brother.
It sends chills down your spine.
"Your opponent is me. Release your senior brother." Bai Cen said in a deep voice.
“Your Silver Dragon Jade Belt and Ninefold True Qi are not yet at the required level.” He Huai’an said calmly, “If I were you, I would abandon all my martial arts, cure the poison in my body, and leave the world forever, never to concern myself with the affairs of the martial world again.”
Bai Cen added, "We also need to burn the Silver Dragon Jade Belt and the scroll of the Ninefold True Qi cultivation technique."
He Huai'an laughed: "Why didn't I think you were smart when you were little?"
Bai Cen also laughed: "A person who thinks he is extremely smart will not think that other people are smart."
He Huai'an looked at him with genuine surprise, wondering if this was the Cen he had seen in the past...
He still can't remember names.
Perhaps it was because his junior brother was too ordinary in his eyes in the past. Even though he once managed to produce a near-perfect Silver Dragon Jade Belt, he never did it again. He didn't even consider him a threat like Meng Huizhou.
But perhaps he really forgot that his junior brother was only eleven years old at that time.
Eleven-year-old Luo Song had just arrived in Kunlun and had not yet shown his talent.
Anyone who underestimated a teenager in the past may eventually be proven wrong.
“Your Silver Dragon Jade Belt and Ninefold True Qi are no match for me,” He Huai’an said gently. “But I can send you to see my master.”
Bai Cen clenched his fists: "Brother Zhao, Qin Feng..."
The two understood each other.
Bai Cen stuffed the spinach into his mouth.
His master and senior brother had both told him that second-rate swordsmen would pursue the best weapon because they needed to use the sharpness of the weapon to increase the sharpness of their sword energy.
But a top-notch swordsman can make even a tree branch he holds take shape with his sword energy.
From childhood to adulthood, his master taught him to use tree branches to teach him the Silver Dragon Jade Belt, because the Silver Dragon Jade Belt was not for killing people.
This is the first sentence written on the Silver Dragon Jade Belt Kung Fu scroll.
— The silver dragon and jade belt are not for killing people.
But not today.
Bai Cen drew his sword, an ordinary sword, but as the power of the Ninefold True Qi gradually faded, the internal force within Bai Cen, which had been twisted into a thick rope by the Ninefold True Qi, slowly filled his body.
Outsiders couldn't see it, but they could vaguely see that Bai Cen's energy and spirit seemed to suddenly become full, but it was also as if he was enduring great pain, with blood vessels popping out of his eyes at a rapid pace.
Lian Xu looked at the trembling sword tip in his hand; it was nine layers of true energy…
It is overflowing with the true energy of the nine layers!
Lian Xu frowned.
Suddenly realizing that someone had transferred internal energy to Bai Cen, a hint of surprise flashed in Lian Xu's eyes. That wasn't the way to undo...
But soon, the surprise faded from his eyes, replaced by mockery: "Your poison spreads by absorbing your internal energy. They're transferring their internal energy to you, so you'll die sooner."
Bai Cen's internal energy was still adjusting; he needed time to adapt to control this powerful internal force.
"Then you will come with me to see our grandmaster." Bai Cen said, then suddenly raised his sword.
The Tao gives birth to One, One gives birth to Two, Two gives birth to Three, and Three gives birth to all things!
The ninefold true energy circulates endlessly, its sound never ceasing.
With the sword in hand, he deftly wielded it.
With the powerful flow of the Ninefold True Qi, the sword was slung over his back. Under the circulation of the Ninefold True Qi, the sword in his hand suddenly shone with a full silver light. As it soared forward into the air, a clearly visible silver dragon seemed to roar out from the tip of the sword!
A flash of silver light, and the dragon soared into the sky, the jade belt tearing through the surrounding space.
It was as if I could hear the real roar of a tiger and the cry of a dragon!
Earth-shattering!
Those nearby in the arena were all impacted by this materialized sword energy, and had to raise their arms to block it or circulate their internal energy. Some were even knocked to the ground by the shockwave.
The familiar yet long-unseen silver dragon jade belt, powered by the ninefold true energy, momentarily threw He Huai'an into a panic.
He suddenly thought he was seeing Luo Song, who used to carry a precious sword and wield the Silver Dragon Jade Belt at him!
How can anyone in this world use the Silver Dragon Jade Belt in the form of Luo Song!
How could that be?
While He Huai'an was momentarily lost in thought, the Silver Dragon Jade Belt bared its teeth and charged towards him.
He reached out, and the Longevity Scripture's techniques mobilized all his internal energy into his right arm, forming an unbreakable barrier.
No one can break through this barrier without the Silver Dragon Jade Belt!
He Huai'an gritted his teeth!
Luo Song is dead, and his Silver Dragon Jade Belt has been frozen in time, but he is still alive, and he has enough time to study techniques that can counter the Silver Dragon Jade Belt.
In that instant, the two internal forces collided, and the resulting immense air pressure caused the surrounding area to shake.
Everyone was protecting themselves and watching the two in the ring, wondering who would ultimately win.
Right now, He Lingyun, Lu Wenqu, He Ping, and He Zhen have infiltrated different locations and handed the antidote bottles to the people around them.
Those around him were taken aback at first, but quickly understood when they saw who it was.
Inhale the antidote through your nose, and you'll instantly feel the poison slowly dissipate in your body, as long as you coordinate with your internal energy cultivation.
"many……"
He Ping stopped him, whispering, "Pass it on."
The other party understood.
And so, in different directions, in a corner where no one paid attention, the antidote bottle was passed from one person to another.
While He Huai'an and Bai Cen were exchanging blows, Zhao Tong and Qin Feng had already arrived at Meng Huizhou.
"Be careful," Meng Huizhou warned. "These people have practiced the techniques of the Longevity Scripture."
Meng Huizhou's reminder was crucial for Zhao Tong and Qin Feng. The only person who could pass on the "Longevity Scripture" technique was their trusted confidant. Those who practiced the "Longevity Scripture" were prone to going astray and becoming possessed by demons, hence the ruthless and insane techniques.
It must have been He Huai'an who used his internal energy to suppress the madness within them, which is why they swore allegiance to He Huai'an.
Qin Feng dared not be careless, but Zhao Tong had already begun his slaughter!
Zhao Tong could not hide the excitement in his eyes—he had not killed anyone in a long time, not in the true sense of the word!
One of the 'Messengers of the Underworld' beside Yu Hong stepped forward. Just as he reached Zhao Tong, Zhao Tong's Qingfeng Mingyue Blade killed him with a single strike.
This terrifying knife skill stunned Yu Hong.
Unlike Qin Feng's surprise, Zhao Tong's eyes and the knife in his hand were filled with a thirst for blood. Only a normal person would act like this when they go crazy and lose their mind!
But Zhao Tong didn't!
He hasn't lost his mind; he's just fanatical about killing things.
Yu Hong swallowed hard: "Let's go together!"
As soon as he finished speaking, more than ten or twenty 'Netherworld Messengers' rushed forward. Some of them practiced the 'Longevity Scripture,' while others did not, but in Zhao Tong's eyes, they were all treated equally.
Bai Cen and He Huai'an had initially attracted everyone's attention, but when Zhao Tong started to draw his sword, everyone in the martial arts world below the arena, including those from the righteous path, the Ten Suns Sect, and other sects under He Huai'an, was stunned.
This...this is hardly a battle between masters.
This is simply indiscriminate slaughter of chickens and ducks...
And the posture is graceful!
Ahem, the main problem is that the opponents were all utterly wicked people. Suddenly, the righteous people in the arena all felt that although Zhao Tong was a great demon, watching him slaughter these 'Netherworld Messengers' was still...
Very much like a chivalrous hero.
Qin Feng also came to his senses. He had worried unnecessarily. Seeing Zhao Tong was better than hearing about him.
Qin Feng went to untie Old Master Meng, and immediately a 'Netherworld Messenger' came over. Zhao Tong slashed down with his sword, hitting the target precisely.
The people coming from the other side were a little more difficult for Qin Feng, but he could still handle them.
And so, Qin Feng saved the person.
While the fight was at its most intense on the stage, He Lingyun secretly sneaked behind the stage.
With everyone's attention elsewhere, He Lingyun handed the antidote bottle to the last person.
"Second Young Master?" the last person exclaimed in surprise.
He Lingyun made a shushing gesture, indicating that he should smell it.
The other party understood and, without thinking, immediately did as instructed.
Because the people on the stage had their hands tied, He Lingyun helped them one by one, then cut the ropes, but signaled them not to make any rash moves.
All the disciples of Qingyun Manor were excited.
The second young master is back!
Then, next to Qingyun Villa are the Four Heroes of Meizhou.
When the Four Heroes of Meizhou discovered that it was He Lingyun, each of them looked rather embarrassed.
It was them in the beginning...
He Lingyun didn't care about any of that. "Gentlemen, please detoxify first."
The group nodded hesitantly, but still took turns smelling the contents. Then, He Lingyun separated the ropes behind him and reminded them not to make any rash moves.
As He Lingyun walked behind the other sects, the Four Heroes of Meizhou suddenly looked at each other and felt ashamed of themselves.
“Repaying evil with kindness is the way of Qingyun Manor,” Mei Da said in a low voice.
The sect leaders on the arena, who had previously attacked He Lingyun but were ultimately stopped by the Lingxiao Sect leader and Qin Feng, felt extremely guilty after their initial surprise.
That's the second young master of Qingyun Manor...
Offstage, he gradually detoxified, while onstage, he grew increasingly anxious.
Zhao Tong's swordsmanship was swift and skillful, but Yu Hong could almost see through it.
Yu Hong and the others exchanged glances and each attacked from one direction, thus keeping Zhao Tong occupied.
Qin Feng, along with Meng Huizhou, leaped up and scaled the wall.
The disciples of the Lingxiao Sect looked at Qin Feng with surprise and joy. It was Senior Brother Qin Feng who had returned!
My senior brother was able to rescue Layman Yu'an from the hands of the 'Messenger of the Underworld', he will definitely come back!
In the midst of their excitement, even the last disciple turned to look at He Lingyun…
Surprisingly, Bai Cen's Silver Dragon Jade Belt ultimately failed to break through Lian Xu's barrier. From its initial sharpness, it gradually weakened, until finally, with a loud bang, it shattered and collapsed, like a sky full of crystal-clear fragments.
Bai Cen was so shocked that he took a few steps back, then looked at the person opposite him in surprise.
Even with his internal energy at such a level, he still couldn't move Lian Xu an inch.
Bai Cen was surprised.
On the other side, although Lian Xu's barrier withstood the earth-shattering Silver Dragon Jade Belt attack and remained completely still when he withdrew his hand, after Bai Cen retreated dozens of steps, a mouthful of blood gushed from Lian Xu's chest. He bit his lower lip, and blood first flowed from the corner of his mouth, then he couldn't hold back any longer and filled his mouth, spitting it out.
Originally, Zhao Tong, Yu Hong, and several 'Netherworld Messengers' were evenly matched, but upon seeing this turn of events, they all stopped fighting.
Although Zhao Tong saw Bai Cen being forced back by the shock, Lian Xu's coughing up of blood clearly indicated that he was more seriously injured.
There's a chance!
Yu Hong and the others were so surprised that they forgot they were with Zhao Tong.
Eldest son...
How could that be?
How could the eldest son do that?
In their hearts, he was like a god, never having been injured or killed. Even when surrounded by Master He and the Cloud Piercing Mountain Breaker, he remained completely calm. No one could even get close to him. Not even a single hair on his head was out of place. Yet, he was beaten to the point of spitting out blood by the people on the other side.
this……
Fear rose in the hearts of every 'Netherworld Messenger' and He Huai'an's henchmen present.
At that moment, I was suddenly filled with panic.
Because this was the first time, they realized they might lose, and the eldest son might get injured...
Seizing the opportunity, Lu Wenqu whistled.
All the members of the Ten Suns Sect and their henchmen were stunned, and then the heroes of the martial arts world in the arena rose up and shouted, "Kill these scoundrels!"
"kill!"
Chaos erupted in the manor as everyone who appeared to still be poisoned suddenly stood up, either snatching the Ghost Head Staff or confronting the Red-Headed Mud.
Bai Cen glanced back and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. His senior uncle had been rescued, and the poison had been neutralized. At least they could fight their way out.
In the chaos, no one cared about the dock behind the cave, which allowed Su Mo and his group to leave safely...
Bai Cen reached out and leaned on his sword.
The sword tip bent on the ground, supporting him.
He was well aware of the strain that move had taken on him. Most importantly, he had never used so much internal energy before. The poison in his body seemed to be tearing at his heart and gnawing at him.
He had to lean on his sword for support, and blood vessels appeared one after another in his eyes.
He knew he couldn't hold on much longer...
Everyone could see that he was alright, just exhausted, but the other party vomited a lot of blood. Only he knew that He Huai'an had also tested where his bottom line was.
In a battle between masters, the difference can be as small as the millimeter.
He Huai'an wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, snorted, and said with excitement in his eyes, "After all these years, Junior Brother, you are the only one who can hurt me. Hehehe, I actually overlooked you back then and only used you as a tool to restrain Meng Huizhou. I really underestimated you."
Bai Cen remained silent, afraid that he would see through her disguise.
However, another blood vessel appeared under his eyes, and now he would have to step on a sea of swords and fire to stand up!
He Huai'an didn't let the other party notice anything amiss.
He had blocked the Silver Dragon Jade Belt attack with his barrier, but when the Silver Dragon Jade Belt shattered, the crystalline fragments that landed on him corroded his skin and seeped into his veins and bones.
The Silver Dragon Jade Belt and the Ninefold True Qi are the countermeasures against the "Longevity Scripture," and he seems to be gradually understanding another layer of meaning.
They were like toxins, beginning to corrode the internal energy of the "Longevity Scripture" within his body, slowly draining him dry...
He had thought he could slowly wear down his opponent, but now it seems he needs to act fast!
Before the Ninefold True Qi completely corroded the Longevity Scripture technique within his body.
"It's a pity. As I said, Luo Song is dead. His Silver Dragon Jade Belt and Ninefold True Qi have come to an end. But I am alive. I have several decades to study the flaws in the Silver Dragon Jade Belt and Ninefold True Qi."
He Huai'an chuckled: "I just didn't expect that those old geezers would pass on all the internal energy they'd cultivated their whole lives to you. What a bunch of idiots."
He Huai'an smiled and looked at Bai Cen: "Do you know Bai Jia?"
Bai Cen was stunned.
"It seems you know." He Huai'an smiled, then reached out and pulled off his clothes, revealing an open white armor.
So, he was wearing half of his white armor just now...
The surprise in Bai Cen's eyes was unmistakable.
He Huai'an enjoyed watching this surprise and despair.
He Huai'an laughed, "You surprised me greatly, forcing me to take off my white armor, Junior Brother, but this is where you end it. I've said before, the Silver Dragon Jade Belt and the Ninefold True Qi stopped evolving when Luo Song died; those were things from over a hundred years ago..."
As the white armor fell to the ground, He Huai'an's immense inner strength was no longer forcibly restrained and concealed. The terrifying pressure emanating from his body made Zhao Tong turn around.
Bai Cen gritted his teeth and stood up, leaning on his sword.
Zhao Tong realized something was wrong.
Taking advantage of the opening, Yu Hong and his men rushed forward. Zhao Tong was not paying attention and was slashed in the back by Yu Hong's sword. Under the intense pain, Zhao Tong slowly turned around, and a anger that he had not felt before was ignited.
Yu Hong and the others couldn't help but shudder, suddenly realizing that the sword strike had opened the senses of a demon.
It was the pain in his back that made Zhao Tong even calmer, yet also more perceptive, as if the knife in his hand resonated with his own blood.
Yu Hong swallowed softly.
"Attack together!" he shouted, and the group rushed forward.
Zhao Tong grabbed the Qingfeng Mingyue Blade and lunged forward. How could Yu Hong possibly dodge?
Although the swords and blades behind him all fell on Zhao Tong, Zhao Tong was like a bloodthirsty killer. His Qingfeng Mingyue Blade pierced through Yu Hong's chest, pinning Yu Hong to the ground.
Yu Hong looked down in surprise at the knife piercing his chest, his expression a mixture of disbelief, fear, disbelief, and resentment.
“Young Master…” Yu Hong reached out his hand.
But at this moment, He Huai'an had no time to care about others.
Yu Hong's eyes paused for a moment, then he froze in disappointment. His outstretched hand fell to the ground with a thud, kicking up dust.
Yu Hong was dead, and Zhao Tong drew his sword.
As he stood up, all the 'Netherworld Messengers' who had just left bloodstains on his back were filled with fear.
Without a doubt, whoever Zhao Tong sets his sights on now will be nailed to the ground just like Yu Hong was just now.
This is a deep-seated fear that is impossible to dispel, yet one cannot simply sit idly by and wait for death.
It was like a death game: whoever Zhao Tong charged at, the others would desperately slash at him, and then one person would die, and the others would continue to the next round.
That's why, in the third round, when the panicked 'Messengers of the Underworld' rushed forward, it was the Four Heroes of Meizhou who blocked all the swords with their own.
Zhao Tong is the great demon of the Rakshasa Alliance. They have hated the Xiaoyao Sect and the Rakshasa Alliance all their lives, but they never expected that the person they would risk their lives to save here today would be Zhao Tong of the Rakshasa Alliance!
Master Mei reached out his hand, and Zhao Tong hesitated slightly, but also reached out his hand, letting the other party pull him up.
The four swordsmen worked in perfect harmony, creating a thrilling and exhilarating experience.
After handing Meng Huizhou over to Old Master Meng, Qin Feng returned. The 'Netherworld Messenger' was slaughtering other righteous people, and the Lingxiao Sect was putting up a fight. Just when they were struggling, Lingxiao pointed at them from above.
"Senior Brother!" the disciples shouted.
Just as someone was about to ask the sect leader, they suddenly saw the sect leader's ring in Qin Feng's hand and suddenly understood.
Clenching his teeth, grief and indignation hidden in his eyes, he vowed, "Avenge the sect leader!"
"Avenge the sect leader!"
The entire manor was engulfed in a fierce battle, while more and more members of the Ten Suns Sect and their henchmen poured in from other parts of the manor. The old men could not hold back any more; they seemed to slip away through the gaps.
More and more people from the Ten Suns Gate and the Claw Fang Sects were appearing in the arena.
The situation took a sharp turn for the worse.
"Everyone, retreat!" commanded the Four Heroes of Meizhou.
But the newcomers had already surrounded the arena, and they had no idea where to retreat. The Four Heroes of Meizhou frowned: "There is no way out."
In the chaos, someone on the roof shouted, "Leader, they're killing people!"
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
Zhao Tong looked up and saw members of the Rakshasa Alliance, each carrying a large sword on their shoulder and grinning.
Zhao Tong's expression was not good.
The leader laughed and said, "Didn't the alliance leader say he wouldn't kill anyone? If he were to kill, wouldn't he be the leader of the Rakshasa Alliance?"
Everyone around started laughing.
Zhao Tong snapped, "Shut up!"
The leader laughed and said, "Since the alliance leader is here, our Rakshasa Alliance will have a good time today and slaughter these righteous people without leaving a single one alive!"
"Great!" The entire rooftop was filled with people, and those outside were densely packed with people, all excited. How wonderful it would be to have the alliance leader lead them in killing people!
Zhao Tongling glared: "Can't you see who to kill?"
After Zhao Tong finished speaking, a 'Netherworld Messenger' stepped forward and was immediately killed by him.
"Wow!" A cheer erupted from the rooftop!
"Well done! Well done!"
The four heroes of Meizhou frowned, their initial goodwill towards Zhao Tong instantly vanishing.
"Then what are we waiting for?" Zhao Tong said, annoyed.
The leader said, "No, Alliance Leader, those are righteous people. We must kill the righteous first, it's our ancestral rule!"
Zhao Tong shouted sternly, "I'll kill whoever I want!"
"Yo~" The rooftop erupted in excitement again, with some people even falling off the roof in their excitement and hitting their necks.
The others laughed.
The leader said, "We'll kill whoever the alliance leader says we'll kill, provided he stays as our alliance leader! If he doesn't stay, then we'll just kill whoever we see."
"Okay!" was the response.
Enraged, Zhao Tong grabbed the sword from the ground and threw it at the leader. The sword passed straight through his clothes, and if it had deviated even slightly, it would have passed through his stomach.
The rooftop fell silent instantly.
The leader's forehead was beaded with sweat, and then he brandished the first knife: "You bastard! This time, kill the villain!"
"Kill the villains!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
A swarm of people jumped off the roof, and then many more jumped onto the roof and then jumped off again. The Four Heroes of Meizhou and the righteous people around them were all somewhat bewildered.
It's like a group of monkeys wielding swords...
These Rakshasa Alliance disciples were not comparable to this group of righteous people who had only recently recovered from their poisoning. The Ten Suns Gate's ghost-headed club was no longer as bloodthirsty as before.
The Four Heroes of Meizhou chuckled self-deprecatingly, asking what exactly constitutes righteousness and what constitutes evil.
Suddenly, it seemed that he understood what Master He had said many years ago when he refused to become the leader of the martial arts alliance: the martial arts world does not need an alliance leader; when there is danger, they will naturally gather together. The martial arts world also has no distinction between righteous and evil factions; it needs a martial arts alliance leader to lead it.
The martial arts world is just the martial arts world...
Everyone will show up when needed.
The martial arts world is right here.
The Four Heroes of Meizhou suddenly realized something.
*
Having removed his white armor, He Huai'an and Bai Cen were already in a bloodthirsty frenzy, completely disregarding the fate of the 'Netherworld Messenger,' the Ten Suns Gate, and their other henchmen.
These lives were nothing more than ants to him.
Bai Cen and He Huai'an are both pushing their own limits.
The poison in Bai Cen's body caused the poison to spread throughout his body every time he used the Silver Dragon Jade Belt. He Huai'an was in the same situation. The suppressive force of the Silver Dragon Jade Belt and the Ninefold True Qi kept devouring his body. He could only use all his strength to attack Bai Cen every time.
So from the beginning when Bai Cen attacked him, to now when the tables have turned and he's attacking while Bai Cen is defending, it's clear that he's the one who's in a hurry.
Bai Cen noticed the change in the other person!
Although he was at his last gasp, his opponent was also nearing the end of his life.
Otherwise, given He Huai'an's previous arrogance, he would never have taken off his white armor in front of him. He was trying to break him down and make him back down.
The more difficult the situation, the more he had to persevere.
Seeing Bai Cen stand up again with his sword, He Huai'an's eyes were filled with surprise, and a fleeting hint of panic.
He shouldn't; the poison in his body can't handle it.
He Huai'an suppressed his surprise and continued to attack Bai Cen. Bai Cen swung his sword to block, but this time, He Huai'an's palm strike pierced through the sword in Bai Cen's hand, and Bai Cen was thrown heavily to the ground.
Bai Cen felt a sharp pain in his body, rendering him unable to move, let alone get up.
He Huai'an chuckled softly, finally...
But the smile hadn't faded yet.
Bai Cen once again leaned on his sword and got up, this time really getting up, his eyes fixed on him.
“You…” He Huai’an gritted his teeth.
Bai Cen chuckled: "You're not going to make it either, are you? You're over a hundred years old..."
Enraged, He Huai'an unleashed another palm strike. Bai Cen didn't even have the strength to defend with his sword and was directly struck by the palm, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
But Bai Cen, with an unknown amount of willpower, leaned on his sword again, as if to stand up once more.
He Huai'an: "..."
He Huai'an felt fear for the first time.
In particular, the Ninefold True Qi remaining in his body was still eroding him, while Bai Cen, although he was beaten to the point of only being able to stand up eight out of ten times, twice continued to strike him with crooked silver dragon jade belts, and once broke through his barrier and re-entered his body.
The ever-increasing Ninefold True Qi was constantly consuming his "Longevity Scripture" cultivation technique within his body.
No, no!
Absolutely not!!
Enraged, He Huai'an unleashed a powerful "Water-Taking Palm" strike!
He certainly knew how much internal energy the Water-Taking Palm required, but the Water-Taking Palm could bring Bai Cen to his side.
While using his internal energy to resist, Bai Cen continued to thrust the sword into the ground, gripping it tightly in his palm.
The ninefold true energy was gradually depleted, and the toxins in the body spread layer by layer.
"Bai Cen!" Zhao Tong finally got rid of all the 'Netherworld Messengers'.
"Old Zhao..." Bai Cen managed to utter, "Be...be careful..."
Old Zhao had no idea how strong He Huai'an, though at his last gasp, still was.
Zhao Tong didn't care; if he didn't take action, Bai Cen would die!
Zhao Tong slashed with his Qingfeng Mingyue Blade, and Lian Xu turned around and delivered a slapping palm strike.
Zhao Tong dodged with a quick somersault.
However, Lian Xu's palm technique allows him to retract and strike again in an instant, which Zhao Tong could not dodge and was struck by.
"Brother Zhao!" Bai Cen exclaimed.
Zhao Tong felt as if his entire body had been smashed into dust. The several stabs he had been stabbed in the back before were not as fierce as the palm strike he was about to receive.
Zhao Tong's eyes turned bloodshot, and he drew his sword and slashed at Lian Xu.
Lian Xu was surprised, "How is that possible?"
How could I possibly fall for his trick?
But Zhao Tong's fierce sword strike forced Lian Xu to dodge, but even when he managed to avoid it, his arm was still slashed by Zhao Tong's Qingfeng Mingyue Blade, tearing away flesh.
Lian Xu frowned. Did he know the "Longevity Classic"?
No, it's not the "Longevity Classic," it's the "Marrow Cleansing Classic"!
Lian Xu suddenly realized that Zhao Tong was practicing the real "Marrow Cleansing Classic". He was someone who had cleansed his marrow through the "Marrow Cleansing Classic", so the "Longevity Classic" technique was inherited from him. The "Marrow Cleansing Classic" technique in his body could weaken the damage of the "Longevity Classic"!
But others can't!
Faced with Ling Xiao's finger suddenly attacking from behind, Lian Xu angrily struck out with a palm. Although Qin Feng dodged most of the blow, being hit by the palm wind felt as if his heart had been pierced, leaving him completely unable to move.
Qin Feng was already considered one of the top masters in the martial arts world, but he was no match for Lian Xu.
Qin Feng knew that Bai Cen was nearing his limit.
Seeing Lian Xu walk towards Qin Feng, Bai Cen shouted, "Go! Go quickly! Qin Feng!"
Qin Feng also wanted to move, but he wasn't like Bai Cen and Zhao Tong.
Unable to move, Qin Feng could only look up at Lian Xu, who had walked up to him, his eyes sharp.
"Then go die!" Lian Xu's anger had nowhere to go, so he slapped Qin Feng with a powerful palm. Qin Feng closed his eyes. At the same time as the palm struck, Zhao Tong pounced on Lian Xu and directly pinned him to the ground.
Lian Xu was horrified!
But at this moment, it is tantamount to exposing the weakest part of the chest to the opponent's hand.
Bai Cen drew his sword and stood up: "Old Zhao!"
Seeing that it was too late, Lian Xu slapped Zhao Tong with both hands. Even Bai Cen couldn't withstand this palm strike.
"Old Zhao!" Bai Cen shouted.
Everyone in the Rakshasa Alliance turned around, watching this scene in horror.
Just as Zhao Tong realized that it might be too late this time, a familiar palm wind lifted him away from behind. He turned around in surprise, and then, as if suddenly remembering something, looked back in horror at the person who had just lifted him away.
If you take him away, you'll only be left with himself.
Zhao Tong suddenly burst into tears: "Deyuan!"
In that instant, Lian Xu's two palms struck Liu Henshui directly on the back.
Zhao Tong watched as De Yuan's pupils widened, his meridians and internal organs shattered by those two palm strikes.
"Deyuan!" Zhao Tong stepped forward to catch him.
Lian Xu seized the opportunity to attack again, but Bai Cen rushed forward and forced him back with another move, the Silver Dragon Jade Belt. Another layer of poison spread from Bai Cen's body, and Lian Xu's body was once again infused with nine layers of true energy.
The two engaged in another fierce battle!
Zhao Tong caught Liu Henshui, who was too weak to keep sliding down, his eyes filled with tears: "You old bald monk! What are you doing!"
Liu Henshui probably wanted to say "Amitabha," but he seemed to have difficulty speaking.
Zhao Tong was trembling all over: "You old bald monk, who needs your help!"
Liu Henshui looked at him: "This old monk was originally a dying man... If I could save Benefactor Zhao, this old monk would die a worthy death..."
Blood kept seeping from the corner of Liu Henshui's mouth.
It seemed unstoppable, one wave after another.
Zhao Tong panicked: "You're talking nonsense...you're talking nonsense!"
Zhao Tong's voice was trembling.
Liu Henshui smiled and said, "This old monk... in my life, I have killed countless people... yet, I was able to save Benefactor Zhao in the end... this old monk..."
Liu Henshui paused.
More blood gushed from his mouth, rendering him speechless.
Zhao Tong pressed acupoints repeatedly, but he couldn't stop the blood from seeping from Liu Henshui's mouth.
Zhao Tong rambled incoherently: "Didn't you see I killed someone again! If you die, I'll..."
Liu Henshui smiled at the end: "The Bodhisattva lowers his brows because there is a Vajra glaring behind him."
Zhao Tong was stunned.
Liu Henshui finally placed his hand in front of his chest and calmly said, "Amitabha."
Zhao Tong lowered his head, and the person in his arms breathed a peaceful sigh of relief...
Zhao Tong looked up at the sky and roared.
He Wenxue and the person who had unfollowed him, along with the person with the Eight-Sided Formation-Breaking Umbrella, witnessed this scene as soon as they entered.
Thinking back on Liu Henshui's past, it all seems so vivid in my mind.
Guan Mu glared angrily at Lian Xu; yet another life lost…
The Eight-Sided Umbrella recalled what Liu Henshui had said to him when he came looking for him: "What I have let go of, I hope you will too."
The eight-sided umbrella-shaped formation had a crimson glare in its eyes.
Why did I want to be the best in the world when I was young?
So what if you're the best in the world?
What he desires most now is to meet Liu Henshui again and have a long and fruitful conversation by candlelight.
"Old He!" Unfollow him and push him away.
Another 'Messenger of the Underworld'.
He Wenxue was shocked; the other party had just died under the Eight-Sided Formation-Breaking Umbrella.
The 'Netherworld Messenger', which was previously taken for granted, has suddenly become a troublesome figure because Bai Cen transferred his inner energy to him.
The Eight-Sided Formation-Breaking Umbrella closed its cap and chuckled softly, "Having weathered countless storms, I've come to understand that no matter how much one pursues supreme martial arts, there will still come a day when one's strength is no longer sufficient."
More 'Messengers of the Underworld' surged forward, and the three were separated to fight their respective enemies.
Bai Cen and Lian Xu had already fought their way from the arena to the back garden of the manor; a fight of this caliber was something no one else could get involved in.
Both were on the verge of exhaustion, and could only compete on their belief and perseverance!
"Why bother? Bai Cen!" He finally knew his junior brother's name. "Why not share the Longevity Scripture, the Silver Dragon Jade Belt, and the Ninefold True Qi with me? Wouldn't it be better if we could achieve immortality together? What would the martial world matter then? The whole world would belong to us!"
It turns out, the real intention was not in the wine.
The martial world is just a stepping stone; what I truly desire is the world and immortality.
Bai Cen chuckled: "What a pity, I don't want to. I just want to avoid dying young."
Lian Xu was stunned.
— Lian Xu, you will live to be a hundred!
— Live to be a hundred? Ha, as long as I can live past twenty and reach adulthood, and don't die young, that's enough for me!
Lian Xu gritted his teeth.
"What's wrong with immortality!" At this moment, Lian Xu's eyes were filled with anger.
Bai Cen knew that the person in question was facing Luo Song at that moment.
Bai Cen taunted, "The only one who wants to live forever is you!"
"Nonsense! Ask any martial artist in the world if they don't want to live forever, ask any emperor in the world if they don't want to live forever!" Lian Xu said angrily.
Bai Cen chuckled: "Indeed, among all the martial arts masters and emperors throughout history, how come none of them have achieved immortality, but you have?"
Lian Xu froze.
He had never thought about this question, and no one had ever asked him.
Bai Cen laughed and said, "It's simple. All those who achieve immortality eventually go astray and return to nothingness. You are no exception. In the end, you will only be a handful of dust."
"You're talking nonsense!" Lian Xu shouted, striking him with his palms as if he were possessed.
Bai Cen also drew his sword, dodging a palm strike, taking another palm strike, and then returning the blow with his sword.
Even Lian Xu couldn't keep up.
Then the two of them together couldn't handle it.
Anyway, the poison had spread to his heart. What a pity. He really wanted to eat another bite of Wang Sumo's spinach and egg pancake. That one bite made him follow him from the boat to the shore, from Qingyun Manor to Bazhen Restaurant.
What a pity...
Bai Cen retorted angrily, "Why did you have to use this kind of poison? Only Ninefold True Qi can suppress it, but Ninefold True Qi will be dispelled by the spinach! I love spinach so much, but I can't eat it. How could you be so vicious!"
Bai Cen felt so sorry; he really wanted that taste.
He still misses Wang Sumo very much...
Bai Cen lowered his head and chuckled softly.
It really hurts! My whole body aches, it hurts even more than when Wang Sumo pinched me!
"Lian Xu, let's settle things between us." Bai Cen stood up, leaning on his sword, his brows slightly furrowed. He seemed to have made up his mind, which made him feel more relaxed.
The Tao gives birth to One, One gives birth to Two, Two gives birth to Three, Three gives birth to all things...
Bai Cen gritted his teeth and forcibly raised the ninefold true energy within his body to its maximum!
He knew this was the last time!
The last time...
With the sword in hand, he deftly wielded it.
The ninefold true energy flowed like the setting sun over the Milky Way. With the sword strapped to his back, he poured out all of his ninefold true energy without reservation.
The sword gleamed with a silver light, as bright as the midday sun!
Bai Cen swung his sword, and with this strike, a giant silver-white dragon soared into the air, its tip emerging from the sword!
It wasn't a silver dragon, but a golden dragon soaring into the sky, its surrounding jade belt uprooting the surrounding trees.
Earth-shattering!
Lian Xu froze.
He saw it, he saw a silver dragon jade belt that was even more dazzling than Luo Song's back then, no, it was a golden dragon!
Lian Xu was stunned.
—No, Lian Xu! Although we are gone, what we left behind remains. There will always be someone who follows in our footsteps and surpasses us! I think that one day, there will be a young man carrying a mission, riding the breeze, wielding his sword and unleashing my Silver Dragon Jade Belt! Wow~ Just thinking about it is exhilarating!
Lian Xu's eyes were filled with tears.
Lian Xu, turn back!
Lian Xu trembled slightly!
He didn't turn back!
What does he have left to turn back on?
He personally destroyed everything he cherished; he wanted immortality, and there was no turning back!
Lian Xu glared angrily and concentrated all his internal energy into one place.
This time, Lian Xu did not summon a barrier, but instead faced Bai Cen head-on.
Let's settle this once and for all!
May Luo Song's lineage never have a chance to rise again!
May the Silver Dragon Jade Belt and the Ninefold True Qi remain forever shrouded in darkness and forgotten by all!
Lian Xu laughed maniacally: "Come on, your Silver Dragon Jade Belt can't penetrate me, Bai Cen!"
Bai Cen swallowed hard. He knew, of course, that the Silver Dragon Jade Belt couldn't penetrate him, but only in this way could he get close to him.
— Look, every lamp here was left by someone who stayed at Bazhenlou for a while. If you ever quit and leave, remember to leave one behind.
How could he have forgotten this?
Oh no, the employer will definitely be angry.
A faint smile played on his lips as the Silver Dragon Jade Belt met Lian Xu's Longevity Palm, shattering it. Lian Xu, annoyed, endured the fragments of all nine layers of true energy raining down on his body and seeping into his meridians.
But then he struck with his palm, grabbing Bai Cen by the neck.
This is the moment we've been waiting for. Lian Xu's eyes are filled with a maniacal smile. I've caught you. I'll snap your neck, and then it will all be over!
Bai Cen chuckled softly. He had been waiting for this moment as well, close enough to Lian Xu that his proximity was within arm's reach.
He could strangle him, and he could also plunge a sword into his heart.
Now!
They both looked at each other.
Lian Xu grabbed his neck, Bai Cen pointed the sword tip at his heart, and with all his might, let out a scream.
Lian Xu was surprised; he hadn't expected Bai Cen to be like this.
But with a "crack," the sword tip broke off in Lian Xu's chest.
Bai Cen froze, unable to tell whether her eyes held disappointment, surprise, or disbelief.
Lian Xu laughed loudly: "Want to die with me? Hahahaha! Bai Cen, I really will remember you! Time is enough for me to forget most people, but you, I will definitely remember! You've done this much, you're much better than those idiots! I'm almost reluctant to kill you!"
Lian Xu saw only evil and demonic possession in his eyes, a consequence of practicing the "Longevity Scripture".
Lian Xu laughed even more heartily: "You didn't expect that, did you? I've been to countless sects and practiced many martial arts. This Golden Bell Shield move, although it consumes a tremendous amount of internal energy, is something no weapon can kill me. Are you satisfied?"
Bai Cen: "..."
Bai Cen closed his eyes, having considered everything, he forgot that he had studied everything...
We can't beat them...
— You don't need to save the whole world. Don't put all the burden on your shoulders. If you can't win, run away. There's no shame in that.
It seems there's no escaping it now; the employer will definitely say he's stupid.
He took a deep breath, and Lian Xu tightened his grip even more: "Very well, I will remember you, Bai Cen, die..."
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Sumo's voice rang out, "Bai Cen!"
Duan Wuheng exclaimed, "Brother Bai Cen!"
Huo Ling's eyes widened: "Bai Cen!"
You, how did you get here... Bai Cen gritted his teeth, how did we end up here!
"Go, go!" Bai Cen could barely utter a sound.
But out of the corner of his eye, he saw Wang Sumo standing in the same spot, while Duan Wuheng and Huo Ling ran toward him.
"Go, go!" Bai Cen clenched his hands. Suddenly, his depleted internal energy seemed to spring up from nowhere. Lian Xu turned to look at him in surprise, but Huo Ling and Duan Wuheng were already close by. As if he suddenly thought of something, Lian Xu said to Bai Cen, "Aren't you afraid of death? Aren't you afraid of living a life worse than death?"
Bai Cen looked at him in fear.
Lian Xu's gaze lingered among Duan Wuheng, Huo Ling, and Wang Sumo, and finally, he chose Wang Sumo.
Bai Cen struggled: "No! No!! No!!!"
Lian Xu knew he had made the right choice. Lian Xu formed a flower shape in his palm, and then unleashed a Cloud Piercing Mountain-Splitting Hand towards Huo Ling.
The Cloud-Piercing Mountain-Severing Hand passed through Huo Ling's body and slashed towards Wang Sumo behind her.
In despair, Bai Cen roared and struggled to break free from Lian Xu's grasp. Lian Xu was caught off guard and fell down unexpectedly.
And that palm strike had already been delivered.
Wang Sumo watched as Bai Cen ran towards her.
Wang Sumo stopped.
"Su Mo, lie down!" Bai Cen shouted.
Wang Sumo's eyes were filled with tears. Bai Cen pounced on her, pinning her to the ground and protecting her tightly.
The incredibly fierce palm strike was like a sharp pair of scissors, cutting him open.
“Bai Cen…” Wang Sumo could feel the blood dripping from his mouth onto her head.
"Bai Cen!" Wang Sumo's eyes were filled with tears, and her whole body was trembling.
"What are you doing here?" Bai Cen asked with his last breath.
Wang Sumo wept uncontrollably.
Bai Cen sighed softly, "I told you to leave... you don't even want the Eight Treasures Pavilion anymore..."
Wang Sumo hugged him tightly: "You, the Bazhenlou without you all isn't called Bazhenlou..."
Bai Cen was slightly taken aback, but then suddenly felt relieved.
But then the footsteps behind them drew closer again; it was Lian Xu.
Then I heard him slap Duan Wuheng and Huo Ling away one after the other.
"Go, Su Mo, go, this is the last time, I really can't move anymore." Bai Cen endured the pain and propped himself up from her body, then suddenly swung his palm towards a tree behind him, unleashing a Cloud Piercing Mountain Breaking Hand.
The Cloud Piercing Mountain Breaker must strike the last one.
Lian Xu was caught off guard and was temporarily unable to move after being struck. He asked in surprise, "You, how did you unfollow the Cloud Piercing Mountain Breaker?"
Bai Cen said, "The old man taught me. I was chased away every day, so I learned it by heart."
Lian Xu looked down at his chest. How could this be? But the Cloud Piercing Mountain Breaking Hand, infused with nine layers of true energy, had somehow managed to transfer the only nine layers of true energy that Bai Cen possessed into his body.
Lian Xu knew things were going badly, but he was caught off guard by this palm strike, which left him unable to move.
Circulate your inner energy quickly!
Lian Xu's face was pale. He had to be quick; he couldn't let Bai Cen inject even a fraction more of his Ninefold True Qi into his body.
"Ah!" Duan Wuheng seized the opportunity to jump onto Lian Xu's back with the sword that Bai Cen had broken off earlier and stabbed it hard into his head, but the broken sword still broke.
Duan Wuheng looked at Bai Cen in horror.
Bai Cen shook his head: "Take them away, Duan Wuheng!"
Bai Cen gritted his teeth.
Lian Xu suddenly realized that Bai Cen was truly unable to get back up this time.
Suddenly, he could move his feet again. Now was the time. Lian Xu struck Duan Wuheng in the chest with his elbow, sending Duan Wuheng flying. Several of his ribs were broken instantly.
If Lian Xu hadn't been in this state, Duan Wuheng would probably be dead.
But Duan Wuheng could never get up again.
Huo Ling stepped forward, spread her arms, and stood firmly in front of Bai Cen.
Bai Cen said angrily, "Let's go!"
Huo Ling shook her head, "I'm not leaving!"
Huo Ling's eyes were resolute.
Lian Xu chuckled: "A sickly fellow!"
Huo Ling glared at him angrily: "So what if I'm sickly? Don't you just want me to keep thinking I'm sickly? But I won't..."
Lian Xu scoffed, "You're like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, get out of my way!"
Perhaps because of his sickly appearance, Lian Xu didn't take him seriously at all, grabbing him and throwing him aside.
Huo Ling fell heavily to the bottom.
Just as he was about to reach Bai Cen, Wang Sumo suddenly appeared from behind him, the necklace in her hand aimed at Lian Xu's heart, just a hair's breadth away!
Lian Xu struck her with a palm, and Wang Sumo fell to the ground. An ordinary person like Wang Sumo could not withstand Lian Xu's palm strike.
"Su Mo!" Bai Cen exclaimed.
"Take care of yourself!" Lian Xu grabbed him and put his arm around his neck again: "It's over, Bai Cen, the victor takes all!"
Lian Xu clenched his fist, and Bai Cen's forehead veins bulged with pain.
Wang Sumo looked at Huo Ling: "Huo Ling!"
She couldn't move, but Huo Ling was the only one who could barely stand up because Lian Xu had thrown her out.
Wang Sumo pointed to the vajra on the necklace. Huo Ling remembered that Wang Sumo had just charged at Lian Xu with the vajra on that necklace. Wang Sumo didn't make a sound, probably because he was afraid that Lian Xu would hear him.
Huo Ling had never been as clear-headed as he was now.
Huo Ling picked up the necklace and looked at Wang Sumo. Was she going to hand it to Bai Cen?
Wang Sumo shook her head and pointed at him.
Huo Ling was surprised. Him?
Wang Sumo nodded. "Yes, it's you."
Huo Ling was stunned. How could this be?
Wang Sumo reached out, gesturing, and turned the key like a switch.
Huo Ling was stunned.
Wang Sumo knew he understood.
Huo Ling gritted his teeth and stood up. He was sickly, but he was no longer afraid!
As Bai Cen's neck was being choked and he was gradually losing consciousness, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him. He knew it was Huo Ling, and because he knew it was Huo Ling, he didn't pay any attention.
But as Huo Ling stepped forward, something sharp suddenly pressed against his back, right in front of his heart.
He was terrified!
No, he has the Golden Bell Shield, and he has enough internal energy to support the operation of the Golden Bell Shield, so why does he still feel inexplicably panicked?
Huo Ling gritted her teeth and desperately pressed the small vajra against his back, near his heart, and then, as Wang Sumo had told her, twisted it with her hand, as if turning a key.
In that instant, Huo Ling herself felt it—it moved!
Something is moving inside the vajra!
The more this happened, the less Huo Ling dared to move, instead pressing the demon-subduing pestle firmly against Lian Xu's back.
A hissing sound was heard in an instant. Huo Ling was stunned, Duan Wuheng was stunned, Wang Sumo was stunned, including Lian Xu himself. Only Bai Cen was already in a daze and had no idea what was happening.
Everyone saw something pierce through Lian Xu's back and through his heart. It was as thin as a hair and as numerous as cow hairs. It was soft and curled up in the Vajra Pestle, but when it was twisted, it was like a thousand of the sharpest steel needles in the world. It instantly pierced through the Golden Bell Shield, as well as the skin, flesh and bones, and the heart!
Lian Xu looked down, staring incredulously at his chest, his hand still trembling as he tried to let go.
He then saw blood gushing from his chest.
Pain, so this is what pain feels like.
"How could this be?" Lian Xu was stunned.
Wang Sumo said softly, "The left hand is the Compassionate Palm, and the right hand is the Demon-Subduing Pestle. The first half of the sentence refers to the Kunlun Patriarch, and the second half refers to the original Tianchi Hermit."
"The more powerful something is, the greater the danger it poses. That's why the Vajra Pestle has always been used by the Hermit of Tianchi. The Hermit of Tianchi has no internal energy, so the Vajra Pestle she forged could not be used by an evil person because it cannot be opened."
"It can only be opened by an ordinary person, but Huo Ling has no internal energy. Huo Ling can open it."
"The Vajra Pestle was never meant to kill, but to save lives. Geng Hongbo comprehended the concepts of the Compassionate Palm and the Vajra Pestle back then. He didn't use them; he didn't kill a single person, but saved more than two thousand lives."
Lian Xu was shocked.
“There are countless people in this world who are smarter and more capable than you. You are just one of the most ordinary ones. You are nothing more than a villain whom Luo Song supported all the way, but who ultimately killed him.”
Lian Xu gritted his teeth: "Shut up."
Wang Sumo continued, "In Kunlun, when you looked at Old Master Qu, you were reminded of Luo Song. You killed him, and not a day went by that you didn't regret it!"
"I have never regretted it!"
"Never regretted it! But I regretted every single word I uttered, didn't I?"
Lian Xu suddenly threw his head back and burst into laughter, as if he couldn't stop.
Finally, he released his grip, and Bai Cen fell to the ground. Wang Sumo and Duan Wuheng struggled but couldn't get up. Huo Ling stepped forward: "Bai Cen! Bai Cen! Wake up!"
When the others arrived, this was the scene they saw.
Wang Sumo and Duan Wuheng were unable to move, while Huo Ling knelt in front of Bai Cen, crying out Bai Cen's name.
Lian Xu, with something piercing his chest and blood staining the surroundings, acted like a madman, his gaze fixed on Huo Ling. Then, he opened his arms and laughed loudly, "I'm going to die at the hands of a sickly person?!"
"Hahahaha! I'm going to die at the hands of a sickly person?!"
Hahahaha!
Lian Xu slid down to his knees, saying, "How ironic! I'm going to die at the hands of a sickly man!"
He laughed so hard he could hardly breathe.
As the sun set, fragrant wintersweet petals fell in front of him. He remembered a long time ago when he was bedridden and everyone called him a sickly person behind his back. Only Luo Song picked a branch of wintersweet and brought it into the room to put on his clothes!
— Who said you're sickly? Lian Xu, you'll live to be a hundred!
Lian Xu laughed and then burst into tears.
Lian Xu, you will live to be a hundred years old...
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As the sun began to set, Lu Wenqu helped Wang Sumo to his feet.
Meng Huizhou hurriedly pulled out a medicine bottle from his pocket. The old man and He Wenxue helped Bai Cen sit up in a flurry. The old man took the pill that Meng Huizhou had dropped when he was trembling and fed it to Bai Cen.
"Water! Water!" He Lingyun shouted.
He Ping brought water.
"It's swallowed!" Old Master Weng exclaimed. "Stop the bleeding, stop the bleeding!"
He Zhen quickly stepped forward and tore a long strip from his clothes to bandage the wound.
Seeing everyone in front of him in a frantic rush, Duan Wuheng finally stepped forward, put his hand to his nose, and cried out, "He's still breathing!"
Everyone was both annoyed and amused.
Meng Huizhou had been worried all along, and only at the very end did he reach out to take her pulse. Suddenly, his eyes widened slightly: "She's not poisoned anymore?"
"Come quickly, old man!" she said, then froze, realizing there was nothing left.
No, Master He is coming too.
Then Grandpa Weng also came.
Duan Wuheng also wanted to join in the fun, but was pulled away by the old man.
Wang Sumo's eyes welled up with tears as she watched the vivid scenes unfold before her. Then, she suddenly turned around and saw He Huai'an kneeling lifelessly to one side not far away—no, it was Lian Xu…
None of that matters anymore.
This long period is finally over.
— Hey boss, let's have stewed pig's trotters next time. I passed by a restaurant today, and their stewed pig's trotters smelled so good that I couldn't even walk away.
Wang Sumo's lips curled up slightly.
— You have such a great appetite, you can't find anyone in the entire Bazhenlou restaurant who can eat as well as you!
— As long as my master lives to be a hundred, I'll have delicious food every day!
— Dream on! I'll only live to ninety-nine!
— Didn't I just say yesterday that I wanted to live to be a hundred?
— I wish I could be ninety-nine today!
— (Sighs softly) Fine, ninety-nine it is then (helplessly)...
Wang Sumo smiled.
[Author's Note]
Phew, it really took me a long time to write this, and it's a long enough conclusion. I didn't skimp on it at all!
This part can only be considered half the end of the main text.
I'll change the cover first. I'll continue writing tonight, but check back for the ending tomorrow morning.
I'm so tired today, but it was worth it.
Hope you like it, see you tomorrow
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