Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 38: Overseas Strange People
The mountains are shrouded in mist.

An old man walked slowly towards us.

He wore a conical hat and a straw raincoat, held a fish basket in his left hand and a bamboo fishing rod in his right hand.

The heavy fish basket looks like it has been fully loaded.

His cheeks were full of wrinkles beneath the bamboo hat, and his muddy yellow eyes had seen countless things in the world, and were now calm and still, like a deep pool.

The person who came was none other than the Grandmaster of Breaking Limits, known as the 'Overseas Prodigy', the Whale-Riding Guest Mu Beiting!

"The head of the Wancai Buxing Zhu Club, the youngest Guizang Grandmaster in the past hundred years."

Looking at Zhu Ju, Mu Beiting sighed with emotion:

"Seeing it today, it really lives up to its reputation!"

"Senior, you are too kind." Zhu Ju dismounted, patted his horse to let him go, and then turned to look at him:

"Senior is a remarkable man of the time. Power, fame, and wealth are readily available. I never thought you would even be able to see Wancai Cloth Shop."

"The colorful dyed cloth is sold everywhere, and everyone knows it." Mu Beiting did not rush to act, and said slowly:
"Someone told me that in less than ten years, Wancai Cloth Shop will be able to accumulate a mountain of gold..."

"With such huge profits, who wouldn't be tempted?"

"What's more!"

Looking at Zhu Ju, he narrowed his eyes slightly:

"You are less than twenty years old, yet you have already attained the state of Guizang. Even my inferior disciple Zou Yan is no match for you. With time, not to mention breaking through the Grandmaster Limit, even becoming the second Fu Xuan is not impossible."

"A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind!"

Zhu Ju frowned.

He could sense the chilling murderous intent from the other party, but from the tone of his voice, it seemed that he was not just here for money.

As for reputation...

As one of the top masters of the time, Whale Rider Mu Beiting has been famous for decades, but he is probably no longer sensitive to the world.

Besides, I'm already at this age and it's impossible for me to go any further.

"Someone asked the senior to kill me?"

Zhu Ju's eyes flickered:

"Who?"

Since he came to this world, he has never left Yuecheng, and has never offended anyone with a strong background.

How could such a top expert suddenly appear to carry out the assassination, just because he has the potential to become the best in the world?
"Heh..." Mu Beiting smiled faintly:

"This is how the world is. There are many things that cannot be answered."

"Senior." Zhu Ju took a deep breath.

"Could you please show me some mercy?"

"No."

"Peng!"

The soil under Zhu Ju's feet exploded, and he rushed straight towards Mu Beiting like an arrow.

Compared with qi and blood, strength has obvious advantages in instantaneous explosiveness.

Red Blood Claw!

This claw technique is vicious, cunning and swift. The five fingers may be in front of the opponent before the strong wind appears.

"The Kung Fu of the Red Blood Cult?"

Mu Beiting opened his eyes, and a terrifying amount of energy and blood burst out from his skinny body.

For an instant.

Zhu Ju felt that the person standing in front of him was not a human, but a wild beast covered in human skin.

A giant whale swimming in the North Sea!

Break the limit!

In the art of Qi and Blood Martial Arts, the first realm is to strengthen the blood: to strengthen the Qi and blood in the body; the second realm is to coagulate the blood, to condense the Qi and blood; the third realm is to temper the body, to temper the body with Qi and blood; the fourth realm is to return the body, to allow the Qi and blood to penetrate the body and merge into the smoke of Qi and blood, and invisible罡气; the fifth realm is to break the limit, to take the vast Qi and blood back into the body, to break the limit of the human body and make further progress.

Compared with strength, Qi and blood martial arts are at a disadvantage in the early stages, and the blood strengthening and blood coagulation states hardly increase combat power.

But starting from the tempering of the body, the Qi and blood martial arts gradually revealed their extraordinaryness. By the time of Guizang, they had made up for their previous shortcomings and broke through the limit...

He has already achieved perfection in his physical body, and is a master comparable to the realm of internal energy!

"Shh!"

Mu Beiting's wrist trembled slightly, and the fishing line made of tiger tendons intertwined in the air, covering the oncoming figure.

The fishing line becomes a net, and it is scooped up suddenly.

"Peng!"

The energy collides through the air.

The Thirteen Horizontal Refining and the Pure Yang Qi Jue are used to fight against the Cang Hai You Long Gong.

The energy around the two men was surging, the fallen leaves were flying and dancing, the grass was lifted off the ground, and the figures were crossing in the air.

Iron Tree Silver Flower!

A sky full of palm shadows appeared in the field, covering Mu Beiting's figure completely, and terrifying energy burst out one after another.

"Good palm skills!"

Mu Beiting roared to the sky, and the energy around him piled up layer by layer, like a whirlpool in the sea, heading towards the incoming palm shadow.

"Peng!"

"boom……"

In the chaos, a man quickly retreated, tapping the ground with his toes, and headed towards the depths of the dense forest on one side.

"Want to escape?"

Mu Beiting's face was gloomy:
"You can't escape!"

Before taking action, he would still regret the early death of the martial arts genius and look down on someone for making a fuss.

just now……

He is less than 20 years old, but he has been able to fight with me in a short period of time. His strength is unbelievable. What will happen if he breaks the limit?
Hope to become the peerless grandmaster?
It’s not an empty statement!

Even if he becomes the second Fu Xuan, as long as Zhu Ju can break through Gui Zang's achievements and break the limit, he will definitely be a figure like the leader of the Red Blood Sect or the Holy Monk Yuan Ding.

Kill! This boy must not be allowed to live!

…………

soon.

"Peng!"

Two figures collided on the cliff, and one of them struggled and fell backwards, falling to the bottom of the deep cliff.

"what!"

Zhu Ju leaned back and fell towards the misty cliff, letting out a desperate roar before dying:
"Mu Beiting, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!"

"Humph!"

Mu Beiting landed on the edge of the cliff, looked down, then frowned slightly, threw out the fishing line and wrapped it around a protruding boulder below, then used the force to fall downwards, and after several attempts he slowly landed at the bottom.

At the bottom of the cliff is a fast-flowing river.

“没有尸体？”

After checking around, Zhu Ju's body was not found. He must have fallen into the river and been washed downstream.

At such a high altitude, if you can't get some leverage in the middle, even a peerless grandmaster would not be able to survive.

When the height reaches a certain level, the soft water surface will turn into hard steel, and a flesh and blood body will be shattered into pieces if it falls on it.

Touching his chin, Mu Beiting did not give up, but followed the river downstream to search.

He has lived for more than seventy years. Although it is rare for someone to survive after falling off a cliff, it does happen. As an old hand, he doesn't mind spending more time to make sure everything is safe.

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a few days later.

Zhu Ju's figure appeared in his courtyard in Yuecheng, and the sound of him climbing over the wall also alarmed someone.

"Who?"

Qin Lingwei put on her coat and jumped out with a sword in hand.

"It's me." Zhu Ju covered his heart with his hands, his face pale, and staggered into the house.
"Where's Xiuxin?"

"She went back to the martial arts hall." Qin Lingwei put away her sword, helped him sit down, and said with concern:
"Sir, what's going on?"

"I was chased by an old monster and luckily escaped." Zhu Ju sighed and waved his hand, signaling the other party not to ask any more questions.
"It's a stroke of luck that I was able to keep my life, so let's not talk about the rest!"

"How's the Chamber of Commerce doing?"

"As always." Qin Lingwei replied:

"Master Yan said you haven't returned from visiting a friend, but nothing else has changed."

"Fortunately." Zhu Ju breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he often disappears, and each time he leaves, it takes some time for him to reappear. The people in the Chamber of Commerce have become accustomed to it, otherwise it would be troublesome to explain.

"I'm seriously injured. I'm afraid that old monster won't let me go. I can't let anyone know about my condition for the time being."

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Ju spoke in a muffled voice:
"Also, I need some nourishing decoction. Go get it for me quickly, and remember not to tell anyone else."

"Yes."

Qin Lingwei's face showed solemnity:
"Don't worry, sir. I'll get ready right away."

After saying this, he helped Zhu Ju sit down, walked out quickly, and ran towards the Yan's boxing gym under the cover of night.

When she was near the street of martial arts halls, her beautiful eyes flickered slightly, she looked back, turned around and jumped onto a roof.

Then he used his skills to come to an empty courtyard, jumped into the side room, and took out a carrier pigeon.

She quickly wrote the message and stuffed it into the pigeon's leg. Just as she was about to release it, she suddenly froze.

"really……"

Zhu Ju's figure appeared outside the window at some point, looking at her and shaking his head gently:
"When Dugu Ming said you had bad intentions, I was surprised to find out you really had another background."

"who is it?"

Although he seemed to have fallen off a cliff that day, he actually returned to the main world and was naturally not injured. However, this attempt did yield unexpected gains.

"..." Qin Lingwei stared at Zhu Ju:

"You've never trusted me?"

"No way." Zhu Ju shrugged.

"I've never met a woman who throws herself at me, so I'm naturally suspicious and therefore a bit more cautious."

"It seems..."

"I'm not overthinking it."

"Young Master." Qin Lingwei smiled bitterly:

"With your status and position, there won't be too many women who will throw themselves into your arms if they are willing."

"Really?" Zhu Ju remained unmoved.
"Tell me?"

"Who are you working for? The Crimson Blood Cult? That's impossible. Then who can you be loyal to? The one who asked the Whale Rider to kill me?"

"Shh!"

A cold light flashed.

Zhu Ju flicked his finger and the stabbing soft sword was deflected away.

"Young Master, your skills are amazing. I admire you." Qin Lingwei was only making a last attempt. Seeing that it failed, a look of despair appeared on her face.

Ok?
Zhu Ju's expression changed slightly and he approached quickly.

"puff!"

Qin Lingwei's delicate body trembled, black blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she slowly fell to the ground.

"Take poison and commit suicide?"

Zhu Ju's face was gloomy:

"What a trick!"

It must be very remarkable for a woman to be able to achieve this.

With a quick glance, he reached out and grabbed a carrier pigeon in the house, took off the letter tied to its leg, and his eyes moved slightly.

"Fu family?"

(End of this chapter)