Super System in the Early Tang Dynasty

While turmoil was brewing in the city of Brazil, the Li family remained in a state of joy and peace.

After this incident, Li Linzhi's status in the Li family rose sharply after demonstrating her formidable martial prowess. Consequently, Li Xingzhi, who had been treated as a gigolo, also enjoyed better treatment. Of course, almost no one believed Li Linzhi's "joke" that "her martial arts were taught by Li Xingzhi," but there were exceptions, such as Zhou Rou'er, with whom she had lived for several years.

After witnessing Li Linzhi's martial arts skills, Zhou Rou'er mustered up the courage to ask Li Xingzhi to teach her martial arts as well. Under the gaze of Zhou Rou'er's gentle and tender eyes, filled with a complex mix of longing and resentment, Li Xingzhi finally gave in and spent a great deal of effort to cleanse her marrow and teach her how to cultivate and circulate her internal energy.

The reason it was described as requiring "great effort" is that even the most basic internal energy cultivation involves complex meridians and acupoints, which is not something someone with no foundation can learn simply by looking at diagrams. Li Xingzhi was able to learn without a teacher entirely because he possessed an extraordinary, heaven-defying ability.

As for how the guidance was given, the erotic details are naturally unknown to others.

For several days in a row, Li Xingzhi and his companions enjoyed themselves immensely, exploring the city and its surroundings, as well as the nearby mountains and rivers. In the evenings, Li Xingzhi would painstakingly instruct a certain young beauty on the cultivation of meditation techniques, making their lives incredibly wonderful.

Now, a hundred miles southwest of Brazil lies Chengdu.

Northwest of Chengdu, in a branch of the Minshan Mountains, lies a small mountain. This mountain is shaped like a flying crane; within it are rocks that resemble cranes dancing, and when the wind blows, they emit a clear, crane-like cry, hence the name "Stone Crane." At its summit, ravines and cliffs, one might even see cranes taking flight. Therefore, it is named: Crane Cry Mountain!

Heming Mountain is nestled between Qingcheng Mountain to the north, Emei Mountain to the south, Wuzhong Mountain to the west, and the Sichuan Plain to the east, making it an exceptionally beautiful and precious place.

One day, a small red kite flew past the summit of Crane Cry Mountain, and a small brocade pouch fell into a Taoist temple. A young Taoist boy picked up the pouch without any curiosity and handed it to a middle-aged Taoist priest. Soon after, a tall and thin Taoist priest emerged from the Qingzheng Taoist Temple on the mountaintop.

With a flick of his long robe, the Taoist priest disregarded the perilous cliffs and jagged rocks, his sleeves billowing as he swept down as if walking on flat ground!

Brazil, night.

The moonlight was a deep, pure white, like a veil draped over the earth, making everything hazy and unreal. In Li Xingzhi's small courtyard, the moonlight was even more intense, and everything around him seemed like a misty illusion!

Li Xingzhi sat alone in the courtyard, still feeling the chill of the night wind, immersed in a state of profound mystery, his mind wandering beyond the mundane world, unaware of his own existence.

"Huh?" A soft sound came from the courtyard wall.

Suddenly, a figure stood firmly on the wall.

Li Xingzhi slowly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them before instantly concealing itself. "Friend, what brings you here in the middle of the night?"

By the moonlight, he observed the person on the wall—the man was thin, wearing a gray-black cloak with wide sleeves, and his hair was tied in a topknot. Under the moonlight, his overall demeanor bore a striking resemblance to Li Xingzhi.

"Hearing of the murder of my fellow disciples, I came out to investigate, only to find that a fellow Daoist is cultivating here." The Daoist was elegant and unrestrained, his arms crossed, his right fist clasped around his left fist, his whole body exuding the perfect Tai Chi, and he bowed in greeting.

Li Xingzhi looked at the Taoist priest, whose body was pulsating with energy. He could clearly sense a faint aura flowing through the priest's body. Although it was not as abundant as Li Linzhi's, it was extremely pure, with not a trace of energy leaking from his entire body. If Li Xingzhi hadn't examined him carefully and possessed a much higher level of cultivation, he probably wouldn't have been able to sense it either.

Hearing the Taoist priest's words, his heart skipped a beat: fellow disciples murdered? Only a few people had been killed at the Li family's residence in the past few days, could it be—

Li Xingzhi thought for a moment and then casually asked, "I wonder who you mean by fellow disciple? Perhaps I know?"

“His name is Ma Zhiping.” Seeing Li Xingzhi’s puzzled look, the Taoist priest had an idea and quickly added, “He has a nickname in the martial arts world, called ‘Big Monkey’.” The Taoist priest did not feel that the name ‘Big Monkey’ was vulgar at all; he called it out as if it were normal, and his tone did not change in the slightest.

"Big monkey?" Li Xingzhi thought to himself, "As expected!" The smile on his face faded. "He is indeed dead."

"Fellow Daoist, could you tell me who killed Ma Zhiping?" Daoist Qingguang looked at Li Xingzhi as if he were a god.

"This man was ungrateful and aided the wicked; he was whipped to death by my wife!" Li Xingzhi's expression turned cold as he said this. He already understood that the visitor was ill-intentioned and could not be trusted as a friend.

Upon hearing Li Xingzhi's words, the Taoist's eyes flickered, his tone as calm as ever, as if he were explaining or talking to himself, "Ma Zhiping was first taken in as a disciple, but only as a nominal one. Later, he became greedy for worldly things and was expelled from the sect by his master. He caused a lot of trouble and deserved to die. However, since we were fellow disciples, even though I know about it, I still have to settle things with him."

After the tall, thin Taoist finished speaking, his originally calm and clear eyes flashed with a sharp light. He reached behind his back with his right hand and—snap!—a gleaming sword appeared at his side! Under the moonlight, the sword gleamed with a bluish-green light, and with a gentle sway, its radiance was dazzling.

"I learned a sword technique called Qingwei Sword from the strange heroes of Emei. When combined with my Taoist true energy, it is quite extraordinary. Fellow Daoist, be careful."

After saying this, the Taoist priest leaped off the wall and, using the momentum of his fall, thrust his sword straight at the target.

The Taoist priest's robes billowed, his cloak billowed, and his hair bristled, moving like a fish leaping over the dragon gate or a hawk swooping down on the ground. Under the moonlight, sword light converged into a single point, dazzlingly bright—it was none other than the Sword Immortal Ling Fan, a chilling scene unfolding before him, a cacophony of swords falling silent!

Li Xingzhi felt a bright light before his eyes and a chill running through his body. Just as he could see more clearly, he discovered a sword coming from the air, as fast as lightning, making it impossible for him to dodge.

He thought to himself: Brilliant!

If it were an ordinary person, they would have been killed with a single sword strike.

Li Xingzhi's eyes flashed like lightning. With a raised eyebrow, he thrust his sword diagonally into the temple. Without even drawing his sword, he took a light step, and the Taoist priest flew past him with a sharp whistling sound.

The tall, thin Taoist priest landed on the ground, turned around, and with lightning speed, stabbed Li Xing in the back again!

It was as if an eye had appeared on Li Xing's back. Without any apparent movement, his body moved smoothly, and the sword flashed with a cold light as it passed by him.

The Taoist priest, with his feet planted on the Bagua and Five Elements, did not turn around but instead used the move "Su Qin carrying a sword on his back" to stab the shadow of the person.

Li Xingzhi yielded another sword strike. The Taoist priest had no further opportunity to attack, and stood facing him, holding his long sword to the side.

"Take this!" Li Xingzhi whispered.

As soon as the words left his mouth, he pulled out a gleaming sword from somewhere. With a flick of his wrist, the tip of the sword transformed into countless cold rays, piercing straight for the Taoist's vital points and blocking the roads in all directions.

The Taoist felt the chilling piercing light of the sword. His mind calmed, and his vision cleared. Unable to retreat, and ignoring the incoming sword, he stepped forward, thrusting his sword straight at Li Xing's chest. This desperate force was no different from that of a fugitive!

"Clang!" The Taoist's hand trembled, and the long sword seemed to be hit by a strong force, tilting to the side.

"laugh!"

But Li Xingzhi held a long sword, the tip of which trembled with a sharp light, then came to rest, stopping at the Taoist's throat.

The Taoist priest's right hand trembled, and blood dripped from it, but his eyes remained clear, as if he did not see the long sword in front of him.

—The following is cutesy, please skip if you don't like it—

I haven't been feeling well lately, so updates will definitely be slow. I heard that it will take three updates a day to go before it's officially released, so I'll have to hold off for now.

Well, I think everyone will enjoy watching it for free. I just hope it doesn't turn out too badly. By the way, if there are no recommendations, my favorites will drop...

P.S. Thank you to everyone who voted for an update the other day. Also, I haven't received a single update vote yet, not even the 3k one. I'm ashamed...

P.S. Although I don't write for a living, as someone who loves novels, I would never abandon a story; updates are infrequent, but missing updates is rare. Of course, if one day no one reads my work, or everyone demands I abandon it, that's another story—even a struggling writer needs a sense of presence.

P.S. I just realized I still have update tickets for today! Thanks so much~ I'm so happy~~ o(╯□╰)o, I always only see them at night. If my laptop has battery, there are two more chapters; if not, at least one more. I'll continue tomorrow.