Fox Demon: Starts with Lu Zu template

The scene, which seemed like a masterpiece of nature, was so shocking.

Yang Yitan smiled calmly when he saw this, because he felt the same way when he first saw this place.

"Look, there's actually a mansion there!"

"It looks like someone lives here!"

"Second brother, do you know what's going on here?"

As soon as these words were spoken, several people looked at Yang Yitan.

But before he could explain, Yang Jian walked to the center of the valley and gently placed Gu Yi on a flat stone platform.

He carefully placed the fragments of the Trojan Horse and Cow on Gu Yi's chest.

"Is he buried here?" Wang Quan Baiye asked in a deep voice.

Yang Jian nodded: "A swordsman should sleep with his sword."

Everyone began to dig the grave in silence.

No one used any magic power; they all dug with their own hands, shovel by shovel, as if this could express their final respect.

When Gu Yi was buried, Yang Jian suddenly raised his hand and a golden light hit the tombstone.

Two lines of words suddenly appeared on the tombstone:

"Heaven did not give me Gu Yi"

"The way of the sword is like a long night"

Wang Quan Baiye looked at these two lines of words with mixed feelings.

He took a step forward and gently held the tombstone over his shoulder: "Rest in peace, Senior."

Chapter 172 Gathering at Qingyuan Palace

The wind at Guanjiangkou gradually subsided.

Yang Jian stood in front of the tomb, took one last look at the stone tablet, then turned to the crowd and said, "Everyone, since you're all here, why don't you go to my house and gather together?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Yang Yitan, their eyes filled with shock.

"You mean...that mansion?" Li Quzhuo pointed to a magnificent building on a distant mountain top, his tone a little surprised.

Yang Jian smiled slightly and nodded, "That's right."

Everyone looked at each other, and no one answered for a moment.

Finally, it was Wang Quan Baiye who broke the silence: "Okay, thank you for bothering me then."

Everyone followed Yang Jian to the gate of Qingyuan Palace.

The palace gate is towering, and above it is a plaque with three large characters "Qingyuan Palace" written on it.

Wang Quanbaiye looked up at the plaque on the lintel - the three large gold-plated characters "Qingyuan Palace" sparkled in the sun.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Yang Jian noticed his gaze and asked softly.

Wang Quan Baiye shook his head. "Nothing much. I just think this plaque is... a little strange."

After hearing what he said, the others also looked up and took a closer look.

The plaque looked ordinary at first glance, but after staring at it for a long time, one had the illusion that one's mind was sucked into it, as if one was not facing a wooden plaque, but a vast world.

Yang Jian smiled without saying anything, and pushed open the palace gate: "Please come in."

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Upon entering Qingyuan Palace, everyone was immediately shocked by the scene before them—

Pavilions and towers are scattered around, and exotic flowers and plants are everywhere.

In the distance, a waterfall cascades down from a rockery, and a rainbow can be vaguely seen floating in the mist.

What’s even more amazing is that the spiritual energy here is so dense that it almost becomes tangible. You can feel your cultivation level slowly increasing with every breath.

"This..." Wang Quanzui's eyes widened, "The spiritual energy here is much richer than outside!"

When everyone heard this, they were even more astonished.

Then everyone started walking around Yang Jian's Qingyuan Palace.

Yang Jian brought Wang Quanbaiye and Yang Yitan to a pavilion in the backyard.

The pavilion is built in the middle of the lake, surrounded by water on all sides, and connected only by a nine-curve corridor, making it very quiet and peaceful.

The three of them sat down, and Yang Jian was the first to speak: "When will you return from the mountain this time?"

Wang Quan Baiye pondered for a moment and said, "It's almost there."

"How long do you plan to stay in the mountains?"

"I don't know."

The conversation between the two was as plain as water, like a casual chat between old friends.

Yang Yitan sat aside, listening quietly without saying a word.

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Yang Jian took a sip of tea and suddenly changed the subject: "Here's a piece of advice for you - it's best not to go down the mountain until you've fully mastered Tai Chi swordsmanship."

Wang Quan Baiye was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"It means exactly what it says." Yang Jian put down the teacup, his eyes sharp as torches.

"Let me ask you, if you truly 'came down the mountain,' what would you most want to do?"

This question made Wang Quanbaye fall into deep thought.

Yes, when he finishes his studies and comes down the mountain, what does he most want to do?

After a moment, he raised his head, his eyes ablaze with fighting intent: "I want to challenge you and Wang Xianzhi!"

There was no hesitation in this answer.

Challenging these two strongest people in his heart has become his strongest obsession.

Yang Jian raised his lips slightly: "But will you really have the strength to do that by then?"

This sentence was like a bucket of cold water, and Wang Quanheye fell silent.

To be honest, Wang Quanbaiye was actually unsure of himself. Not to mention Yang Jian, Wang Xianzhi alone was not something he could overcome right now.

His master, Zhang Sanfeng, once told him that throughout history, there were only three people who could surpass him in strength!

The first one is Zhang Sanfeng’s own master, Lu Zu, who lived five hundred years ago. He was known as the invincible swordsman and the number one in the way of heaven.

The second one is the Sword God Li Chungang who passed away more than ten years ago. He is a sword immortal who appears once in five hundred years and the only one in the past five hundred years who can be compared with Lu Zu in the way of swordsmanship.

The third one is the current Emperor Wu, Wang Xianzhi. As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, but this person calls himself the second best in the world, and he suppresses the whole world.

In terms of boxing, there is no rival in the entire history of boxing! The most important thing is that people are good at intelligence, not strength. You can imagine how terrifying Wang Xianzhi is.

The so-called titles of the three people alone are enough to scare people away.

But at this moment, Yang Jian made a sudden turn: "Actually, you are not without a chance!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Wang Quan Baiye looked up and stared at Yang Jian.

As if to see through him.

Seeing this, Yang Jian deliberately paused: "Let me put it this way, strong men like Wang Xianzhi all have one thing in common. Do you know what it is?"

After saying that, Yang Jian glanced at Wang Quan Baiye and Yang Yitan.

After hearing Yang Jian's words, the two began to think.

Seeing this, Yang Jian stopped keeping the secret: "Whether it was Lü Zu five hundred years ago, or the founder of Wudang, Sanfeng Zhenren, the Sword God Li Chungang, or Wang Xianzhi, they all walked out of their own paths."

Yang Jian stood up, his hands behind his back, and gazed out at the lake. "Lü Zu's Way of Heaven, Li Chungang's Way of Sword, and Wang Xianzhi's Way of Martial Arts. These are the foundation of their strength."

He turned and looked at Wang Quan Baiye: "What you are learning now is Wudang's most powerful Tai Chi sword art.

But if you want to truly stand shoulder to shoulder with those peak beings, you must find your own path."

These words were like enlightenment, and Wang Quan Baiye felt as if something in his mind was enlightened.

Yes, the strong ones all walk out of their own path.

The most recent one is his master, the founder of Wudang and the ancestor of Tai Chi.

These top-notch experts have all taken different paths, so what about him?

If he also wants to become such a being at that time, what path will he take?

Wang Quan Baiye thought secretly, and finally he came up with a solution.

Then he looked directly at Yang Jian and said solemnly, "Let's fight!"

After hearing this, Yang Jian was a little stunned.

He hadn't expected that Wang Quanye would challenge him so directly.

But he did not refuse. After all, this just allowed him to see that Wang Quan Baiye had learned some Tai Chi sword techniques.

"Alright, let me see how much of Tai Chi you've learned!"

After that, the two came to an open space, which attracted the attention of other members of the Masked Group.

"Hey, what are the boss and the others going to do?" Li Quzhuo looked at the two of them puzzledly.

Li Zizai, who was standing by, naturally noticed this as well and patted Li Quzhuo on the shoulder: "Let's go, we can watch the boss get beaten up!"

Upon hearing this, Li Quzhuo's eyes shone with gold: "Boss, you're going to fight Yang Jian!"

Li Quzhuo's voice was not loud, but it still reached everyone's ears.

At this time, the masked group gathered together, and Li Quzhuo shouted to Wang Quan Baiye, "Boss, come on!"

But he turned around and jokingly said to the others, "How long do you think the boss can last? I bet he can't last more than ten rounds!"

Chapter 173 One versus Ten!

No one responded, but in fact they all understood that it was impossible for Wangquan Hegemony to win, but it just depended on how long they could hold on.

Wang Quanheye and Yang Jian stand opposite each other.

But the two men are different, one's eyes are full of fighting spirit, and the other's eyes are full of indifference.

"Please." Yang Jian stood with his hands behind his back, signaling Wang Quan Baiye to take the first move.

Wang Quan Baiye took a deep breath and placed his right hand on the hilt of Wang Quan's sword.

He knew that his chances of winning this battle were slim, but all he wanted was to be able to hold out for a few more moves against Yang Jian.

"clang——"

The moment the Wang Quan Sword was unsheathed, a sharp sword energy broke through the air and went straight to Yang Jian's face.

This sword was as fast as lightning, and even the air was cut apart wherever the sword energy passed.

However, Yang Jian did not move at all.

Just as the sword energy was about to hit Yang Jian's body, his figure suddenly blurred -

"Uh-huh!"

Everyone saw a flash before their eyes, and Yang Jian appeared behind Wang Quan Baiye, so fast that he didn't even leave an afterimage.

"So fast!" Li Quzhuo exclaimed in surprise.

Wang Quan Baiye's heart trembled, and he instinctively leaped forward several feet to create some distance.

Yang Jian did not pursue, but simply stood there, with a look of approval in his eyes: "Good reaction."

"Show us your true abilities," Yang Jian said calmly, "otherwise, you might not stand a chance."

This sounded arrogant, but everyone present understood that it was the truth.

Wang Quanbaiye no longer hesitated, grasped the sword with both hands, and his aura suddenly changed.

A mysterious aura emanated from his body.