Swords emerge from Mount Hua, sweeping across the heavens from the world of Swordsman.

Lu Zhu was quite resolute. He pulled out the iron chopsticks stuck in his body, sealed the surrounding acupoints, and attacked Yue Zhuoqun again.

He leaped into the air, holding an iron chopstick in each hand, imbued with powerful and domineering internal energy.

Chichi~

The chopsticks, made of black iron, turned pale yellow under the influence of internal force.

The force was swift and domineering, producing a ringing sound as it passed through the air, making one's ears buzz as if invisible sound waves were penetrating the eardrums.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yue Zhuoqun's eyes as he recognized the move as the Mighty Vajra Finger, one of the Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts.

The 72 Shaolin Arts are very powerful, but they all share a common pitfall.

Those who only practice Shaolin martial arts without cultivating Buddhism will either have martial arts skills that are not up to par or develop hidden dangers.

The characters Kumārajīva, Xiao Yuanshan, and Murong Bo from the novel *Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils* are the best examples.

To resolve the hidden dangers, one must comprehend Buddhist teachings and use them to dissolve the malevolent energy within the unique skills.

But in this way, even if one is not a Buddhist disciple, one will eventually become a member of the Buddhist community.

Lu Zhu is different. He is a Buddhist disciple and has profound knowledge of both martial arts and Buddhism. Otherwise, Fang Zheng would not have called him the number one young and middle-aged Buddhist in the world.

When he unleashed the Vajra Finger technique, its domineering force could shatter rocks and split gold, making it far more powerful than the combined attack of the two previous techniques.

Faced with this fierce attack, Yue Zhuoqun raised his arm and pointed out with both index fingers at the same time.

Since the other party is not convinced, then keep attacking them until they are convinced.

Fingering techniques versus fingering techniques.

Whoosh~

Two beams of energy shot out, their dazzling golden light radiating a magnificent aura.

Bah!

The force of the One-Finger Divine Skill struck the tip of the iron chopsticks, causing Lu Zhu's leaping figure to pause, as if time itself had stopped.

Bang~bang~

The next second, the air vibrated, and the pair of iron chopsticks were shattered into several pieces. Lu Zhu was also blasted back four or five meters.

But he gritted his teeth, changed his stance, and shouted:

"Come again!"

"Another unique skill? Ha, I'd like to see how many of the 72 Shaolin skills you've mastered."

Yue Zhuoqun also changed his martial arts style.

Stone-splitting and jade-shattering fist versus Arhat fist;

Empty Fist vs. Seven Star Fist of the Void;

Xuanming Divine Palm versus Wei Tuo Palm;

Hunyuan Palm versus Mighty Vajra Palm...

The sounds of fists and feet clashing echoed continuously in the lobby of the inn, but with each collision, Lu Zhu was blasted backward.

In contrast, Yue Zhuoqun's feet seemed nailed to the ground, remaining completely still.

After dozens of moves, Lu Zhu could no longer hold on. He smashed a table and chairs and collapsed to the ground, unable to stand up again.

"I've lost, I've been utterly defeated!"

Lu Zhu's hands and feet trembled, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were dull and his expression was dejected.

With his extraordinary martial arts talent and profound Buddhist cultivation, he mastered nine of the seventy-two martial arts techniques.

However, when he used finger techniques, Yue Zhuoqun defeated him with finger techniques; when he used fist techniques, he suppressed him with fist techniques; and when he used palm techniques, he restrained him with palm techniques.

Regardless of the specific technique used, it was completely suppressed by the opponent using similar martial arts.

This greatly affected him, and he even began to doubt the Seventy-Two Arts.

Is it possible that Shaolin martial arts are just self-aggrandizement by Shaolin disciples, and not as profound as imagined?

"Master Lu Zhu, what else do you have to say now?"

"This humble monk is inferior in skill and has nothing to say."

Lu Zhu felt bitter. Gone was his previous arrogance and domineering attitude. He forced himself to stand up and bowed, saying, "The martial arts of Mount Hua are exquisite and unparalleled. Headmaster Yue's martial arts are peerless. As for the matter of returning Luo Mo's remains, I will take my leave now."

"stop!"

Yue Zhuoqun coldly retorted, his eyes icy: "You think you can just ask for it like that? If you can't get it, you resort to violence. If you can't win, you think you can just walk away? Is there such an easy way out in this world?"

"So, what does Sect Leader Yue want?"

"As the saying goes, it is impolite not to reciprocate. Today you represent Shaolin to snatch my Luo Mo's remains. If you want to leave, leave behind the Shaolin's ultimate techniques!"

"The Seventy-Two Arts are Shaolin's secret techniques, and this humble monk will absolutely not teach them. If Headmaster Yue insists on taking them by force, then this humble monk will have no choice but to pay with his life." Lu Zhu's expression turned solemn, and he resolutely shook his head.

Yue Zhuoqun narrowed his eyes, not surprised by his answer.

Unlike Yu Canghai, Lu Zhu is not afraid of death. Even if I use the Life and Death Talisman to control him, he probably won't submit.

If you want to obtain the Seventy-Two Ultimate Skills, you'll have to use other methods.

"Your life is worthless in my eyes, and there's no need to kill you."

Here's what we'll do: go back to Shaolin and pass on a message to Fangzheng for me.

Today's conflict was provoked by Shaolin. I, Yue, will go to Shaolin to settle the score when I have the chance.

The Shaolin Temple's Sutra Repository is a huge treasure trove of martial arts knowledge, and he definitely wants to visit it.

Even if you don't learn Shaolin martial arts, exchanging them for martial arts coins can be a considerable income.

Lu Zhu raised an eyebrow, then nodded indifferently: "I will pass on the message that Shaolin Temple welcomes Headmaster Yue."

Lu Zhu left dejectedly, but Yang Lin and the other disciples excitedly surrounded him:

"Master, are you really going to Shaolin? Can you take us with you?"

Shaolin has been the leader of the righteous path for hundreds of years. How many people have dared to challenge its position?

If Yue Buqun says such things, will the Huashan Sect replace Shaolin and become the new leader of the martial arts world?

They get excited just thinking about that scenario.

Yue Zhuoqun smiled and glanced at them: "If you want to go, then practice your martial arts properly, or you'll embarrass me."

"Don't worry, Master, we definitely won't do that."

……

Zhang Dajing, the richest man in Beijing, is incredibly wealthy, but he was born disabled and has to sit in a wheelchair every day.

In order to repair his crippled limbs, he went to great lengths to obtain Rama's remains.

He has obtained the second half, but there has been no news about the first half, so he even offered a reward of one million taels of silver for it.

That day, the steward rushed in to report:

"Master, there's news about the first half of Rama's remains; it's in the hands of Yue Buqun, the leader of the Huashan Sect."

"Great! Where is Yue Buqun?"

"It's at the Huayue Inn in the capital."

Chapter 33 Rama's Internal Power

Zhang Dajing was not a member of the martial arts world, and the way he obtained Luo Mo's remains was naturally not like the way underworld gangs would forcibly seize them.

For someone like him, anything that can be solved with money isn't a problem.

Upon receiving the news, the banquet invitation was delivered to Huayue Inn that very evening.

"Is it finally here?"

Upon opening the invitation, Yue Zhuoqun's eyes gleamed.

He lingered in the capital for so long just to wait for Zhang Dajing to take the bait.

Making friends with the richest man in the capital would greatly benefit the development of Mount Hua, and would also allow one to obtain the remains of Rama and Rama's internal energy.

The next day, Yue Zhuoqun took Yang Lin and Yue Lingshan to the banquet.

Zhang Dajing's residence was not located in the heart of the imperial city like Zhang Haiduan's residence, but it was built with extreme luxury.

Zhang Dajing invited the best chefs in the capital, and the feast included all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, with dancers performing during the banquet.

Having lived two lives, this was the first time Yue Zhuoqun had experienced such a lavish banquet.

"I heard that the upper part of Rama's body is in Mr. Yue's hands. I wonder if Mr. Yue would be willing to part with it."

Of course, price was not an issue; Mr. Yue simply named a number, and Mr. Zhang immediately handed over the money.

He could offer a reward of one million taels of silver, and if Yue Zhuoqun was willing to sell, he wouldn't even blink at five million taels.

"Brother Zhang, is it worth spending so much money just to buy the remains of Rama?"

"It's worth it! To me, gold and silver are just dirt; health is the most precious thing."