Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 93 The Yin Kui demon pretends to be the successor of Jingzhai!

Suddenly, everyone was stunned.

Song Fa and others on the side thought:

"You still say you are not a Yin Kui demon!"

Song Shidao and his companions felt that they had been deceived, and wondered how it was possible that a successor to Cihang Jingzhai who was not a woman would appear.

The two factions are each other's mortal enemies, so once they travel around the world, they naturally dislike each other. This young man in blue must be from the Yinkui faction, which is why he keeps throwing dirty water on Cihang Jingzhai.

Song Lu immediately felt that he had discovered the truth. Every descendant of Cihang Jingzhai who came into the world held a long sword in his hand and displayed amazing and unparalleled swordsmanship to the martial arts world.

This young man in blue not only has no assets, but also has an unpredictable temper. He always looks down on others and regards human lives as worthless. Now he must be pretending to be the successor of Cihang Jingzhai.

His demonic white hair and mysterious martial arts clearly indicated that he was from the Yinkui Sect.

"Kneel down and become my disciple." Zhuang Buyan said calmly:

"Fu Jun'er is probably not the only one who said that you have excellent aptitudes. It's a pity that you started practicing martial arts too late, so it's difficult for you to become a master."

"The opportunity to become a top martial arts master is right before you. Are you going to ignore it?"

Kou and Xu remained silent, their minds a little confused, they were both hesitant and excited.

Fu Jun'er weakly grasped the sleeves of Kou and Xu, shaking her head repeatedly:
"Don't ever become his disciple. This person has a demonic nature. Becoming his disciple is like falling into an abyss. I'm afraid you won't be able to climb out."

After hearing this, the two looked at each other, as if they were telling each other something.

"If you don't become my disciple, you might die."

"Even becoming a disciple can be life-threatening."

Kou and Xu looked at each other with determination. They carefully took Fu Jun'er's hand away from their sleeves and gave her a reassuring look.

Immediately, they both stood up and said to the blue-shirted boy in unison:
"Disciple Kou Zhong greets Master."

"Disciple Xu Ziling pays homage to Master."

The two men pushed the golden mountain, overturned the jade pillar, and performed the grand ceremony of three kowtows and nine bows.

Zhuang Bu Ran nodded:
"Good disciple, do you have any gift for becoming a disciple?"

The two were speechless. Although they knew there were pitfalls in becoming a disciple, they didn't expect that the pit would appear before they even stepped into it.

"Master, what a coincidence! We just happen to have a rare treasure to present to you."

Kou Zhong pulled out a book made of black gold thread from behind his back and handed it to the young man in blue shirt while explaining:
"This Taoist treasure is the 'Secret of Immortality,' one of the four great martial arts books. It is of extraordinary quality. It won't get wet when submerged in water, and it won't burn when exposed to fire."

After Zhuang Bu Ran took it, he flipped through it slowly and saw that the book was written in oracle bone script. It was profound and difficult to understand, with about 7,400 types of characters. People who had obtained this text had tried to decipher it.

Therefore, there are dense annotations and translations in the book, but only more than 3,000 characters have been deciphered. However, the deciphered texts are often more confusing than the original texts.

The young man in blue couldn't help but sneer. There is no shortage of incompetent people in the world who claim to be extremely talented. It's bad enough that they are just stupid, but they also deliberately show it off. Apart from making people laugh, it's useless.

Zhuang Bu Ran flipped through the pages with pictures and saw seven human figures, none of which were facing each other. They were guided by various symbols such as red dots and arrows, as if describing some method of cultivation.

After a while, a powerful voice came from the right bank of the river:

"I don't know which master of the Song family is in charge of the fleet. Please stop the ship and let Yu Wenhuaji board the ship to say hello."

Looking over, everyone on the giant ship saw many men and horses standing on the river bank, all holding sharp swords and strong bows.

The leader on horseback was a man in his thirties. He was tall and thin, with long arms and legs and a rugged face, giving off a soul-stirring and domineering aura.

Song Shidao, though young, was experienced. He immediately ordered the four ships to move to the left bank, fearing long-range arrow attacks. He then signaled to Song Lu. "Lord Yuwen, how are you? Song Lu is here to greet you."

"So it's Brother Song who has a silver beard and a silver dragon crutch. Then things will be easy. Please ask Brother Song to dock the fleet first, and I will tell you the details."

Without waiting for Song Lu to reply, Zhuang Bu Ran casually threw the Secret of Immortality to Kou Zhong and said loudly:
"I am Qing Jingyuan, the head of Xinjingzhai. I greet Chief Steward Yuwen. The female assassin you are trying to capture will soon be dead. She will be buried in the dust in a few days. As she is already dead, you, Chief Steward, can return and report."

Yu Wenzhi's eyes fixed, and he saw clearly the figure and appearance of the young man in blue shirt at the bow of the ship. He was stunned for a moment, and thought that the successor of Cihang Jingzhai had come into the world. He then became confused, wondering what the new Jingzhai was, and whether the owner of this zhai was the one he thought it was.

He was dignified and praised with a smile:

"I've long heard that Fairy Jingzhai is extraordinary and otherworldly. Seeing her today, I can truly say that hearing about her is not as good as meeting her, and meeting her is even better than hearing about her."

"Since Fairy Qing has eliminated the imperial criminal for me, I should hold a banquet to express my gratitude. This way, people won't laugh at my lack of courtesy."

He changed the subject:
"Besides, I came out this time to obtain the Secret of Immortality and present it to His Majesty. Two thieves stole the treasure book, and I didn't arrest them. I am ashamed to return to the palace."

The Song family and others on the giant ship were speechless. They did not expect that this evil person from the Yinkui Sect would start pretending to be the successor of Cihang Jingzhai.

It's obvious that he is a habitual offender. No wonder first he and others, and then Yu Wenzhi, suffered the same fate.

Of course, the main reason is that Cihang Jingzhai is the most mysterious sect in the martial arts world. All we know is that this sect will send people into the world to practice every once in a while, and each generation of successors possesses unparalleled beauty, which can be said to be unfathomable.

In recent years, only the major sects and the four major clans in the martial arts world have heard some rumors about this sect. It is said that Ning Daoqi, the number one master of Taoism, once sneaked into the residence of Cihang Jingzhai, wanting to discuss martial arts with the master.

But the director of Jingzhai was reading the treasured book of the academy, "Cihang Sword Canon". Before Ning Qidao finished reading it, he vomited blood and was injured, so he retreated because he knew it was difficult.

So now seeing this person with such a stunning appearance, who looks like a woman disguised as a man, it is really hard not to be fooled.

"Mr. Song, as a romantic, I believe you will send this foreign woman back to her hometown. She should also be able to say hello to Fu Cailin on my behalf. I will not bother you any more."

The young man in blue grabbed Kou and Xu's belts, flew up, and landed on the small boat they had arrived on. He said,

"General Manager Yuwen, maybe your eyesight is poor. Please see clearly, I am not a woman."

Yu Wenzhi waited until the boat approached the left bank and carefully examined the young man in blue. Only then did he realize something was wrong and sneered:
"What a thief! He even dared to pretend to be the heir of Cihang Jingzhai and even colluded with the imperial criminal."

He swooped down on the boat like a giant bird, with an alarming momentum. He flew about ten feet above the boat, and his powerful energy pressed down on it, making the air around it as cold as ice. The cold air penetrated every pore.

In an instant, Kou and Xu, who were standing behind the blue-shirted boy, started to chatter and stagger.

Zhuang Bu Ran raised his hands and clapped them. The river water splashed and wet his palms, but five shiny and slender water swords appeared from his fingertips. They shot out like lightning and the sword force was like a tide, reaching everywhere.

When Yu Wenzhi saw such strange martial arts, he thought to himself that it was not good and felt that it was a bit too arrogant.

It didn't take much effort to kill Shi Long, the mountain pusher known as the best master in Yangzhou. Seeing that the young man in blue shirt looked prematurely old, he was only fifteen or sixteen years old at most, so he wanted to capture him in one fell swoop. However, he didn't know that he had profound skills that were not in line with his age.

Just as he was about to withdraw his strength and lightly touch the river surface to retreat to the shore, the invisible water flow from Zhuang Bushan's five fingers changed with the water force circulating in his body, sometimes swallowing and sometimes spitting, sometimes straight and sometimes curved, covering the sky and penetrating every hole.

"what!"

With a scream, Yu Wenzhi's heart, head, neck, lower back and dantian were pierced by the slender water sword, and then fell into the river.

"I haven't even branded you a heretic yet, yet you already consider me a thief. That's really quite good of you."

The young man in blue shirt was as calm as the breeze, as if he had just casually swatted an annoying fly to death.

Since then, the most outstanding master under Yuwen Shang, the leader of the Yuwen clan, one of the four clans, died!
This made the Song clan and others who were docked on the right bank of the river terrified, while Song Lu was the most fortunate. How could he not realize that he had escaped a disaster? It turned out that the person just now had not done anything serious.

With such attainments in martial arts, it is no wonder that he dares to pretend to be the successor of Cihang Jingzhai. It is even more surprising that he is worthy of being a demon from the Yinkui Sect. His magic skills are so amazing that they are intimidating.

(End of this chapter)