The Heavenly Dragon's Beginning in the Journey Through the Heavens

Ling Feng flipped through all the manuals on the bookshelf, but he didn't see the so-called Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts, nor did he find any of the famous martial arts manuals from the Murong family.

He knew very well that Murong Bo had secretly learned many of the Seventy-Two Arts at Shaolin Temple over the years, and given the Murong family's plans, they should have left behind rubbings of them at home.

Ling Feng searched the Huanshi Water Pavilion thoroughly but found no profound martial arts manuals.

It seems the Murong family didn't keep any profound martial arts manuals here at all; these manuals here are just a facade.

Since it wasn't there, Ling Feng stopped bothering with it. After all, he just wanted to see it for himself, and he knew the saying "don't bite off more than you can chew."

With the few martial arts techniques he already possesses, which one isn't top-tier? Why bother looking for others?

Don't end up like Murong Fu in the original story, who refused to learn his family's martial arts and instead tried to learn others', ultimately ending up mastering nothing.

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After being injured and fleeing, Kumārajīva was afraid that Ling Feng would catch up with him, so he hurriedly fled to the dock, randomly chose a boat and rowed away.

In the pitch black, he couldn't tell which way to go, so he randomly chose a direction and left.

He paddled aimlessly on the lake all night, but still couldn't find his way back. The place was just too big, and he couldn't tell which way was which.

He waited until dawn before he saw a small island in front of him where people lived. He was seriously injured and thought he should stay there for the night and heal his wounds first.

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The next morning, Ling Feng did not see Kumārajīva after he got up. He asked Azhu and Abi, but they also did not see him. It seemed that he had left under cover of darkness the night before.

Since Kumārajīva had already left, Ling Feng did not intend to stay any longer. After all, he had accomplished his purpose for this trip, and so Ling Feng bid farewell to the two women.

“Sisters, now that the monk has left, I’m going back too. I’ve been out for several days now.”

The two women each had their own thoughts about Ling Feng's departure.

After hearing about Ling Feng's experiences going out, A Zhu also had the idea of ​​going out to see the world. After all, she longed for the outside world, but she didn't dare to go out alone before.

Abi didn't have these thoughts. Her idea was simple: to protect the Canhe Manor well for the young master.

Seeing that Ling Feng was about to board the ship and leave, A Zhu hesitated for a moment before calling out:

"Young Master, could you take me with you next time you go out? I'd like to go out with you too."

When A'Zhu said this, Ling Feng realized that because Kumārajīva was not holding them hostage, they would not go to Mantuo Manor, and therefore would have no excuse to go out. As a result, she and Xiao Feng might not have had the chance to meet again.

In this novel, I only find Xiao Feng somewhat agreeable, so how could I possibly ruin his marriage? Besides, if I help them out, I think the tragedy in the original story won't happen again.

Although his mind was filled with countless thoughts, only a brief moment had passed. After figuring out the key points, Ling Feng turned around and replied:

"I will be going out again soon. If you want to come along, I can take you with me."

"Hehe, really? Then I'll wait for you to come find me, Young Master."

After bidding farewell to the two women, Ling Feng rowed back to Mantuo Manor alone. He had been away for several days and was starting to miss them.

When the outline of Mantuo Manor came into view, Ling Feng frowned, because he noticed something unusual: the sounds of fighting could be heard from above.

You should know that there are no outsiders in Mantuo Manor. Even if the old women occasionally spar, it would not cause such a commotion.

At this moment, Ling Feng thought of the escaped Kumārajīva, and a bad feeling arose in his mind. He hoped that it was not what he thought.

Before the boat even reached the shore, Ling Feng leaped into the water and lightly touched the surface, quickly reaching the shore in a few flashes.

After landing, Ling Feng immediately went to the main hall of Mantuo Manor, because the fighting sounds were coming from there.

Ling Feng had only run a short distance from the dock when he saw several old women lying haphazardly on the ground. These were the martial artists from Mantuo Manor.

Seeing that they were lying motionless on the ground, Ling Feng didn't have time to go and check on them. He was more worried about the safety of Madam Wang and Wang Yuyan.

Ling Feng activated his Lingbo Weibu technique with all his might, and rushed to the place where the fighting sounds came from as if he were teleporting.

The further they went in, the more old women lay on the ground. Ling Feng roughly counted them; there were about forty or fifty of them. Seeing this, his brows furrowed even more.

You should know that there are only about seventy or eighty martial artists in the entire Mantuo Manor, and so many of them are already lying here, so there aren't many people left.

Fortunately, the sounds of fighting could still be heard inside, which proved that Madam Wang and the others were probably still safe. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to continue fighting if they were afraid of harming the innocent.

When Ling Feng arrived at the main hall, he saw Kumārajīva, who had fled in panic the night before, now using his one arm to wreak havoc. More than a dozen old women were lying haphazardly on the ground, and more than a dozen others were struggling to hold on, their defeat only a matter of time.

Madam Wang and Wang Yuyan were watching the battle from the doorway. Madam Wang and Zhong Ling were only second-rate martial artists and could not help much in the fight.

Since Ling Feng left, Wang Yuyan has also started learning martial arts. Even though she has extraordinary talent in martial arts, she has only just reached the level of a third-rate martial artist due to the short time she has been learning. She is of little help in the current battle.

In that brief moment, four more old women were knocked to the ground, and Ling Feng's eyes widened in fury.

These old women were all elders of Mantuo Manor, and they used to teach Ling Feng martial arts. Now that he saw that their lives were uncertain, how could Ling Feng not be furious? He didn't delay any longer and flashed into the battle.

He attacked with hatred in his heart, and did not use any weapons. He directly used the move "Flying Dragon in the Sky" to strike Kumārajīva.

Ling Feng suddenly joined the battle, and only then did Madam Wang and her two daughters, who were standing at the door, see him and hurriedly call out to him in concern.

"Brother Feng, be careful (Brother Feng, be careful)"

Although Kumārajīva was busy cutting and slicing, as a congenital martial artist, he was always on guard. He had already noticed Ling Feng's sudden appearance.

Actually, he was secretly lamenting to himself, never expecting to run into this kid no matter where he went.

Actually, he was also feeling frustrated. He had spent the whole night paddling around on the lake. This morning, after discovering this small island, he originally planned to politely come up and ask for lodging so he could heal his injuries and then leave.

To his surprise, as soon as he asked for lodging after getting ashore, the people there attacked him without saying a word, saying they wanted to kill him and use him as fertilizer.

Kumārajīva was, after all, a martial artist of innate talent. He should have received some respect. Even if he wasn't going to be welcomed with open arms, he shouldn't have been treated so rudely.

Already seething with anger, he immediately stopped holding back and launched a furious attack. However, he exercised restraint and did not kill the target outright.

Before he could figure out what was going on, Ling Feng, that jinx, reappeared, making him feel like crying.