Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 125: The evil disciple must be exposed!

Three years later.

Ruoshui was outside, and two figures were fighting.

When Qin Shuang swung his fist, cold air spread and everything within five feet around him was frozen into ice.

Youruo held a long sword in his hand, his sword moves were as graceful as dancing, but they contained murderous intent, and the power of the frost fist was instantly disintegrated by the sword energy.

"Brother Shuang, please stop showing off your Sky Frost Fist."

After Youruo finished speaking, she appeared behind Qin Shuang as if by teleportation, and stabbed his back with the sword without any thought.

Qin Shuang's body was steady. He swung his fist with his backhand, bringing up a strong wind. The force was like a dragon or snake coiling around, moving left and right, up and down, straight and curved, slow and fast.

The seemingly ordinary punch made Youruo counterattack. She flashed and retreated three feet away. She swung her sword repeatedly, and the wind generated by the sword energy vibrating the air formed a scene of wind and snow all over the sky, and even attracted flower petals to follow.

When the wind and snow rotate around itself at high speed, it is like a small tornado.

Seeing this, Qin Shuang used the sleeve of his broken arm to punch out with continuous and dense punches that were as powerful as a long whip and as strong as mercury.

It was like a soft stone wall that wrapped around and engulfed the tornado. After a few breaths, when the tornado dissipated, it took advantage of the momentum to punch.

But as soon as the first punch was thrown, the second punch came. The previous force was strong, and the subsequent force came again, overlapping and overlapping, like a raging sea, with endless momentum.

Her jade-like face and hands were both drooping, giving rise to the mysterious energy of "where there is law, the earth is, where there is no law, the heaven and the earth are." There was a hidden law within the law, and there was a hidden law within the no law. It also gave rise to a momentum of heaven and earth becoming one.

She swung her sword, and it was like the sky pressing down on her. Qin Shuang's continuous punches were immediately interrupted. Like a fallen leaf, it moved with the wind and retreated rapidly without any force.

With a few crisp "cracks", seven or eight peach trees not far away were cut down and fell to the ground.

"Dad, does my daughter's trick really qualify as a master?"

Youruo put away her sword and stood up, shouting to the white-haired man in black robe who was sitting under an old peach tree and tasting wine.

"The Broken Sword Technique is our family sword technique. Although it is extremely powerful, it emphasizes ruthlessness and righteousness, which is completely unsuitable for your personality. Therefore, I have created a brand new technique based on this skill."

"This martial art, called the 'Book of Forgetting Love,' emphasizes love first. Only after having love can one forget love, and only after forgetting love can one reach a higher level of love."

"After reaching a high level of emotion, one can integrate one's own will and life into every stone or tree in the living things of nature, drawing upon the power of the universe to destroy the other, rather than relying on one's own meager strength as a drop in the ocean of nature."

"The 'Heaven's Will' move you just used barely crossed the threshold. How can you say you've truly mastered it?"

Zhuang Bu Ran supported his chin with one hand and played with the wine glass in the other:
"Shuang'er's 'Elephant Invisible Fist' is quite good. I think she has made some progress in 'Dragon Sleeping'. In about ten years, she will be able to master 'Mountain and River Hidden Dragon Art'."

After hearing this, Youruo was already sitting opposite Zhuang Bu Ran. She suddenly smiled:
"Dad, do you know how lazy and carefree you look now, like a young man with nothing to do?"

"If you weren't a bit taller and had white hair, others would just think you were my younger brother when they saw me and my daughter."

"On the contrary, Tian Gang just feels that the long beard is a bit of a hindrance."

Zhuang Bu Ran glanced at Youruo, which immediately froze her smile. She hurriedly stood up, poured some wine and apologized.

He paused and laughed:

"I've been in seclusion for five years, how come someone still wants to kill me?"

Qin Shuang also noticed that someone had broken into the peach forest formation and quickly spoke:
"Master, could it be that it's the old members of the Tianxiahui and your enemies again?"

Zhuang Bu Ran looked indifferent, not caring at all about the identity of the visitor, and said lightly:

"As usual, destroy their martial arts, so that they won't be misled by anger and end up with a miserable death in the future."

"Dad, please don't bother Senior Brother Shuang this time. I'll go and send these uninvited guests away."

Youruo picked up the sword on the table and disappeared into the peach forest in an instant.

"Shuang'er."

"The disciple is here."

"It seems there's another guest outside the peach forest. Go and invite him over."

Zhuang Bu Ran said something casually, and seeing Qin Shuang's confused look:

"Are you wondering why your master, having abandoned his own martial arts, can still find out what's happening outside the peach forest?" "Disciple doesn't dare?"

"Martial arts are merely techniques for finding the Tao. If you lose it, it's gone. As long as your heart for the Tao remains, you can still do what others cannot."

"Disciples must obey Master's teachings."

Qin Shuang felt a little complicated. After three years of getting along with each other, he felt more and more as if he was walking on the edge of an abyss.

Not to mention his master's increasingly youthful appearance, the various martial arts he displayed were all so profound and mysterious that he was invincible.

If this person develops any ambitions again, I'm afraid no one will be able to resist him.

The reason why he stayed in the peach forest now was also to persuade and stop it in time, and he didn't want anyone to disturb his peace and tranquility.

Because he often has a thought that if someone in this world makes this former overlord restless, he is afraid that he will make the whole world restless.

Not long after, Wuming, still wearing the navy blue robe, came to the white-haired and black-robed man under the guidance of Qin Shuang and Youruo.

"Brother Xiong, you..."

When Wuming saw Zhuang Bu Ran's current appearance, he stood there in a daze, not knowing what to say.

If I hadn't felt that the face of the person in front of me was about 70% similar to the leader of the Tianxiahui that I knew before, I would probably have thought that I had recognized the wrong person.

"If I say that I have devoted myself to practicing Taoism in recent years and have been able to regain my youth, I wonder if you, Brother Wuming, believe me or not?"

"I don't know whether I should say I believe it or not." Wuming smiled bitterly.

"Tsk tsk, I haven't seen you for a few years, and your skills have deteriorated instead of improved." Zhuang Buyan tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, as if he had suddenly realized something:
"So he was first poisoned, then had to start over again. No wonder his aura is a bit weak."

Wuming only felt that the knocking sound of the white-haired, black-robed man seemed to be pulling his own aura. A sword light seemed to flow in his pupils. He immediately cut off the strange pulling force contained in the knocking sound and said:

"It seems that Brother Xiong has been away from the world for five years. Not only has he regained his martial arts skills, but his skills have also far surpassed those of before."

Zhuang Bu Ran glanced sideways:
"Youruo, has your father ever practiced martial arts in all these years?"

"Senior Wuming, you must have misunderstood. My father has spent all these years either taking a nap under this old peach tree or picking peaches to make wine. He hasn't practiced martial arts at all."

"Even when he was teaching me and Senior Brother Shuang martial arts, he would lie down instead of sitting, and sit instead of standing."

"My eyes and ears may deceive me, but my sword will never deceive me." Wuming stared at the white-haired man in black robe.

"Interesting. This sword energy in your body that can help you control the sword, strengthen your spirit, heal your wounds, and protect your heart meridians should be the so-called supreme sword method, "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin."

Zhuang Bu Ran's usual lazy smile appeared on his face:

"Tell me why you're here. If I can help, I will."

"Twenty years ago, the Japanese god Jue Wushen coveted the imperial power of the Central Plains and led his troops westward. I stopped him and he had no choice but to return. After learning that the world would decline, he made a comeback."

"I and all the great masters of the Central Plains were captured by him one after another. If Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun hadn't rescued me in time, I would have fallen into his hands as well."

Wuming will tell the whole story one by one:

"After that, I teamed up with them to deal with Jue Wushen. Since their powers had not yet recovered to their peak, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun were not as powerful as Jue Wushen, so they were still unable to destroy his indestructible golden body."

"But now we have some confidence. However, Jue Wushen has already taken precautions and is hiding in the heavily-stuck Wushen Jue Palace."

"This Wushen Jue Palace was the former headquarters of the Tianxia Association. To avoid unnecessary casualties, I have come to ask for your assistance, Brother Xiong."

A playful smile appeared on the face of the white-haired, black-robed man:

"Let me think about it. How could a mere Japanese man surpass the mighty Heavenly Sword Wuming in his prime?"

"Brother Wuming, could it be that you only know how to play the erhu all day long, so that someone close to you would poison you?"

Zhuang Bu Ran's smile grew even more intense:
"If I remember correctly, Brother Wuming has accepted a disciple."

He slapped the table:
"Good evil disciple, you should expose your crime!"

(End of this chapter)