Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 93 Rebirth in the Impure World, Blessing from the Buddha, Rebirth in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss

Eliminate all impossibilities, and no matter how incredible the final conclusion may seem, it is true!
The burly man who deliberately shouted out the secret of the hidden treasure, the corpse of Yan Daping, and the corpse of Wan Zhenshan all point to an impossible, non-existent, and inconceivable person.

There are many ways to take revenge.

Judging from the hatred in the handwriting, even slaughtering Wan Zhenshan's entire family would not completely dispel the hatred. Torturing him for just one night would be too lenient on Wan Zhenshan.

Why do you want to do this?
Because this is not revenge, not assassination.

This is a ceremony.

A ceremony that was twenty years overdue.

The most common, most frequent, and yet most solemn ceremony in the martial arts world... expulsion from the sect!

There are rules to everything in the martial arts world.

For people in the martial arts world, many heinous crimes are of little concern. For example, Ye Erniang committed suicide for Xuan Ci. Everyone thought she was righteous and heroic, but no one cared about the infant who died at Ye Erniang's hands. They only remembered Ye Erniang's suicide.

Similarly, many things that are insignificant from the perspective of the imperial court's laws are considered heinous crimes that cannot be forgiven and are punishable by death in the eyes of people in the martial arts world.

The most severe punishment under the law is death.

The most severe punishment in the martial arts world is expulsion from one's sect.

He was stripped of his martial arts skills and expelled from his sect, never to see them again. Many martial artists found this hard to accept and took their own lives to preserve their last shred of dignity.

Why were Wan Zhenshan's fingers cut off?

Make sure Wan Zhenshan can never use a sword again.

Why did you break through Wan Zhenshan's dantian?

Withdraw Wan Zhenshan's internal energy.

One last question.

Who is qualified to do these things to Wan Zhenshan?

No matter how many bad things Wan Zhenshan had done, even if he was utterly wicked and deserving of death, it seems that only one person had the right to expel him from the sect.

A person who has been dead for many years.

Verifying this reasoning is quite simple.

If Qi Changfa dies tonight, with his thumb cut off and his dantian punctured before his death, and his final manner of death being a piercing of the back of his heart, then this will be verified.

Qi Changfa was cunning and scheming. When he saw Li Zhaoting's malicious smile, he instinctively wanted to run away.

He had only taken half a step when his feet became unable to move.

This letter is even more effective than the freeze spell.

To obtain the Liancheng Treasure, Qi Changfa was willing to give everything, even if he was destined to die, even if he was a fish caught in a net, he still wanted to see it one last time before he died.

I will die with regrets if I don't see the treasure!

Qi Changfa clenched his fists tightly, looked at Di Yun beside him, and thought of a good idea. He used the excuse of having insomnia that night to switch rooms with Di Yun.

Di Yun wore Qi Changfa's clothes and stayed in Qi Changfa's guest room, while Qi Changfa hid in the back garden.

The next morning, as dawn broke, the city gate was crowded with martial arts practitioners. Qi Changfa was not dead; he had disguised himself as a schoolteacher and mingled among the crowd.

Of course, Di Yun would not die.

He lay in bed, fast asleep.

I'm afraid I won't wake up until the afternoon.

Three lines of text have appeared on the southern city wall of Jiangling.

It was about a foot square, written in lime, and all the characters were numbers.

Considering the rumors of the past few days, some people quickly guessed that this was the Liancheng Jue. Now that they had the incantation, where was the codebook? Of course, they went to the Wan family mansion to find it.

Wan Zhenshan is dead, but his apprentice is still alive.

Would you fool your apprentice? You wouldn't fool your own son, would you?
It turns out, it really does!

It's said that the fathers in "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" are the best of the best, but compared to the old man in "A Deadly Secret," they are several levels below.

Wan Zhenshan taught his own son, Wan Gui, martial arts, but the sword technique was out of order, making it impossible to solve.

The martial arts that Qi Changfa taught his disciples and daughter were all nonsense, and every annotation was made up.

Ling Tuisi drove his own daughter, Ling Shuanghua, to her death.

Finally, let's talk about Mei Niansheng. The martial arts he taught his three disciples were all flawed. He deliberately taught them fancy and strange moves, leading them astray.

A group of martial arts practitioners surrounded the Wan residence and cursed angrily.

So what?
Wan Gui and the others didn't know the true order, so they could only try to decipher it by randomly counting.

Di Yun knew nothing about this.

Qi Fang was illiterate.

Qi Changfa bought a volume of "Selected Tang Poems" and cut out each character according to the mnemonic rhymes he copied.

With such a major incident, all parties quickly mobilized, except for the government.

What are the government offices doing?
Is Li Zhaoting serious?
Li Zhaoting and Cheng Yantang went to suppress bandits.

Cheng Yantang had been operating in Jiangling for many years and had a lot of personal connections. He even mobilized a naval force, and the other party sent three medium-sized warships under the pretext of an exercise.

That's enough to deal with the Dragon Sand Gang of the Two Lakes!
Li Zhaoting had a map drawn by an old sailor, which he had even dived into the water to verify. He used his night vision to guide the way and made his way to Ghost Stone Beach overnight.

Ling Tuisi was busy interrogating Ding Dian, pressing him for the secret of the Liancheng treasure. Ghost Stone Beach had been peaceful for many years, without any external enemies for more than a decade, and its outer defenses were quite lax.

We can't entirely blame them for being lax.

Who would have thought that someone could sail into Ghost Stone Beach overnight? Who would have such audacity? A general leading troops into battle would never take such a risk.

Generals who lead troops into battle will not.

Li Zhaoting met.

Because Li Zhaoting was not a general.

Li Zhaoting's understanding of military strategy was roughly at the level of Zhao Kuo; he was invincible in verbal battles and came up with ingenious strategies in sand table simulations, but his understanding of actual combat was pure nonsense.

Ghost Stone Beach is not a battlefield.

This is a surprise attack by martial arts masters.

Some people calculate with intention but others without, and some calculate with purpose but others without.

When the three warships passed Ghost Stone Beach and arrived at the headquarters of the Lianghu Longsha Gang at dawn, the guards on the dock were dozing off, and the dim lanterns swayed in the wind, with only half a candle remaining.

Li Zhaoting snapped his fingers.

A soldier beside him brought him a bow and arrows.

Martial arts masters have sharp ears and eyes; even without active training, they can still become top archers.

Of course, to reach the level of Li Guang, Lü Bu, and Yang Youji, one needs to train day and night.

To become Lü Xiaobu, you need special bloodline!
When Li Zhaoting was young, he studied the Six Arts of a Gentleman in order to prepare for the imperial examinations, one of which was archery.

After all, Confucius was a master archer.

Confucius would nock an arrow and point it at the opponent, who would be intimidated by his imposing presence and dare not utter a single rebuttal.

Confucius's greatest hobby was racing chariots. He could drive a chariot driven by four or five people all by himself. Not only was he extremely fast, but he could also wield spears and halberds on the chariot.

Where did the phrase "抡语" come from?

Confucius led three thousand disciples to fight their way out!

Li Zhaoting tested the strength of the bow and arrow, nocked the arrow, and aimed at the guard. His left hand was as if supporting Mount Tai, and his right hand was as if holding a baby. The bow was drawn as full as a full moon, and the arrow flew like a shooting star. In the blink of an eye, the sharp arrow struck the guard's chest.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Li Zhaoting fired three arrows in quick succession.

The guard collapsed to the ground with a wail, unable to deliver the message in time.

After the rain of arrows, Li Zhaoting leaped into the air, brandishing his sword and charging towards the headquarters of the Lianghu Longsha Gang. The Lianghu Longsha Gang members were all river bandits, and killing them was an act of righteousness.

"Kaka!"

A flash of purple light, and blood trickled from the throats of the two guards. Li Zhaoting didn't stop, charging forward recklessly. He didn't need to use any sword moves, techniques, or skills; he only needed to hold the Purple Rose Soft Sword horizontally and sweep past the guards to sever their throats. All Li Zhaoting needed to do was adjust the height of the sword according to the enemy's height.

Ling Tuisi led his trusted confidants out to check the situation.

Before Ling Tuisi could speak, Li Zhaoting raised his hand and shot out seven or eight sword energies. Immediately afterward, the sword light flashed, and a purple dragon roared past. Ling Tuisi's trusted confidant, whom he had painstakingly cultivated at great expense, clutched his neck and fell to the ground.

Li Zhaoting did a somersault in mid-air and swung his hand to strike Ling Tuisi on the top of his head. Ling Tuisi knew he couldn't avoid Li Zhaoting's palm strike, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

"Snapped!"

Ling Tuisi's clothes burst open at the chest, and a cloud of yellow powder spread outwards. Li Zhaoting shrank back, took the folding fan from his waist with his left hand, and waved it three or four times.

The yellow smoke was blown back.

Li Zhaoting had long admired Ling Tuisi's name and knew that this guy was unethical and skilled at cultivating highly poisonous flowers. His strongest defense against enemies must be... the Golden Wave Flower.

The Golden Wave Flower, along with the Seven Heart Begonia, is considered one of the most poisonous plants in the world. Its pollen has a paralyzing effect, its petals contain deadly toxins, and its seeds contain an unparalleled poison.

Back then, Ding Dian, who had just mastered the Divine Illumination Technique, fainted immediately after smelling the fragrance a few times. He only woke up in pain when iron chains pierced his collarbone.

Later, Ding Dian mastered the Divine Illumination Technique, cultivating the purest and most profound internal energy in the world. He possessed the vitality to reverse the state of emptiness and bring the dead back to life, yet he was still no match for the poison.

Ding Dian ultimately died from the Golden Wave Flower.

I can't breathe; the scent makes my whole body numb.

It cannot be washed; if it comes into contact with water, the skin will rot.

It must not be contaminated; if it comes into contact with the flower seeds, it will surely die.

Ling Tuisi always carried a packet of poison powder, hidden in his chest. When defending against enemies, he would press a mechanism to shoot out the Golden Wave Flower, thus defeating his enemies. He used this method to kill many people, and very few could avoid it.

Li Zhaoting was prepared. He used his folding fan to blow the golden bodhi flower back, then lightly stepped forward and soared into the sky, shooting out sword energy in mid-air, with purple sword light raining down.

"Ah~ I~ have mercy~ I didn't~"

Ling Tuisi was so surprised that he didn't know what to say.

I want to reveal my identity.

He wanted to deny his identity.

He wanted Li Zhaoting to spare his life.

They wanted to coerce and entice Li Zhaoting into joining them.

Numerous thoughts flooded my mind, causing problems with my language skills. My speech became fragmented and incoherent, consisting of only two or three syllables and no complete sentences.

Li Zhaoting soared through the air.

The index and middle fingers of the left hand point out a finger force from a distance.

Sunflower Acupuncture Technique!
Ling Tuisi stood there in despair.

The Sunflower Acupuncture Technique has a unique advantage: it allows for skillful use of finger force from a distance, enabling the projection of internal energy and the application of acupuncture points with small stones.

Li Zhaoting used pebbles.

Ling Tuisi is covered in poison. Who knows what kind of trump card he has? What if there are still traces of Golden Wave Flower on his clothes? Wouldn't that be asking for trouble?

After capturing Ling Tuisi, Li Zhaoting drew a large circle around him, preventing anyone from approaching.

With a flick of his wrist, he tossed out a small silkworm.

Golden Silkworm Gu!
Lan Fenghuang is temporarily lent to Li Zhaoting.

It's not that they're reluctant to part with the spirit gu, but both the golden silkworm gu and the ice silkworm gu are living gu, refined with the host's blood and sweat, and can only have one master; even husband and wife cannot transfer them.

Blue Phoenix used a secret method to put the Golden Silkworm Gu into a dormant state, which can be used to devour poisons but cannot be used in combat.

Silkworms are naturally attracted to poisonous flowers and plants.

The Golden Wave Flower is the finest among poisonous flowers, and for the Golden Silkworm Gu, it is a feast fit for a king.

The golden silkworm lay on the ground, baring its teeth, crunching as it devoured the pollen. Its body rapidly expanded, growing from a slender silkworm into a small gold ingot.

After swallowing most of the toxins, the Golden Silkworm Gu lay motionless in the corner, spitting out silk threads to form a cocoon, and fell into a long slumber, waiting for a new round of evolution.

……

"Kakaka!"

Xia Sandao, who was torturing Ding Dian, had two prison guards skilled in torture killed by Li Zhaoting. Li Zhaoting then used his sword to cut off Ding Dian's handcuffs and shackles.

The handcuffs and shackles were easy to handle, but the difficulty lay in the iron chain that went through the collarbone. Li Zhaoting swung his hand and cut off one end, then pulled hard from behind and yanked the chain out.

Perhaps due to long-term torture, Ding Dian had an extremely high pain tolerance, remaining motionless as Li Zhaoting removed the restraints from his body.

"Crash!"

The handcuffs, shackles, and chains, stained with blood and rust, weighing fifty pounds, lay on the ground. Ding Dian was not ruined by these things; it was all thanks to Shen Zhaogong.

The Divine Illumination function provides immense vitality, with healing effects comparable to the One-Finger Divine Skill. Even if iron chains pierce the bone, it can still slowly heal, and flying punches and kicks have no effect.

Does it really have no impact?
How could there be no impact!

Ding Dian is no longer the Ding Dian of yesteryear.

Ding Dian, once a heroic and valiant man, is now suspicious and distrustful of everyone. Even when his savior is right in front of him, he doesn't utter a single word of thanks, only thinking about finding Ling Shuanghua.

In the original story, Di Yun hanged himself, but Ding Dian used his divine power to revive him. On that night, not only Di Yun was reborn, but Ding Dian was also reborn.

Ling Tuisi nearly killed "Ding Dian," turning the chivalrous hero into a paranoid madman, but he ultimately miscalculated; Ding Dian had two pillars.

First, Ling Shuanghua's unwavering determination.

First, there is Di Yun's simplicity and kindness.

Ding Dian is still Ding Dian after all.

They are not evil spirits from the eighteen levels of hell.

……

In Jiangling, south of the city, slightly to the west, at Tianning Temple, one can devoutly worship the Buddha statue in the main hall, praying for blessings from the Buddha and rebirth in the Pure Land!
The secret of Liancheng Jue is revealed before our eyes.

Qi Changfa's hands trembled with excitement. He could no longer suppress his anger and opened his arms to curse at the sky!

Hahahahahahahaha...

If I sincerely worship Buddha and pray to the spirits, this smelly clay and wooden Bodhisattva will bestow blessings upon me.

Damn it, he told me to go to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

We joined forces to kill our master, and the three of us brothers fought each other, wasting more than a decade of our best years, all for the sake of vying for rebirth in the Pure Land.

All those hundreds of heroes, thieves, and bandits in Jiangling City, including that Li Zhaoting, will be blessed by the Buddha and reborn in the Pure Land, hahaha...

My whole life is a joke!

What a joke! What a joke! What a joke! What a joke!
what……"

Qi Changfa coughed up blood, his eyes wide open.

A sword pierced his back.

Just like that night more than a decade ago, Qi Changfa stabbed Mei Niansheng in the back with his sword, in the exact same spot.

"Whizzing!"

Both thumbs fell to the ground.

"Snapped!"

The force of his palm shattered Qi Changfa's dantian.

Qi Changfa mustered his last strength to see if it was that person. In the dim sunlight, an old man with white hair and beard looked at him with a mocking expression.

"It's you...it really is you..."

"Any last words?"

"To be reborn in the Pure Land... Hahaha!"

Qi Changfa laughed three times, then vomited blood and died.

(End of this chapter)