[Wuxia] The Substitute Duan Yu of Tianlong (Complete) - 21

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“Isn’t this face good enough? Why do you have to hide it every day, Senior Sister?”
Duan Yu said with a wicked smile.
“Let me go!”
Li Canghai frowned slightly and shouted.
“No!”
Duan Yu said cheekily.
“You’re shameless… Even if you’re my junior brother, is this how you treat your senior sister? Not only are you disrespectful, but you’ve also taken liberties with me.”
Li Canghai said.
“Limited liberties! Senior Sister, you still know what ‘limited liberties’ means? I thought that after all these years in Shaolin, you’d completely forgotten your girlish nature.”
Duan Yu said.
Upon hearing this, Li Canghai’s right foot flashed with light, and suddenly she lifted it and thrust it violently towards Duan Yu’s lower body.
Duan Yu spun around, pulling Li Canghai up to avoid the attack. He then pinned Li Canghai's hands behind his back, forcing him to fall face-first into his arms. He grinned wickedly and said, "Senior Sister, how can you be so heartless? What if I were crippled? How can you face your sisters like this? Do you want them to live as widows?"
Li Canghai was startled. "What do you mean?
If you were crippled, what would it have to do with my sisters?" "They are my women now. Do you think it wouldn't concern them if I were crippled?"
Duan Yu said.
"Impossible. How could they be your women? I know their love for Senior Brother Wuyazi perfectly well. You, a lecherous rogue, think you can win their hearts? You're delusional."
Li Canghai said.
"Haven't you heard the saying 'Women love bad boys'? Yes, I admit they were infatuated with Senior Brother Wuyazi before, but that's all in the past. Now, they only love me."
Duan Yu said.
"It really is like that. How could they be so fickle? Is love really so untrustworthy?"
Li Canghai said.
"You've cultivated Buddhism for so many years, yet it seems your heart hasn't been corrupted at all. Love isn't simply proven with words. When true love comes, it's not enough to just say you won't accept it. Love is about fighting for it. If you don't even have the heart to love, how can you talk about loving?"
Duan Yu said.
As the two exchanged blows rapidly, the scrolling scriptures didn't fall at all. Just then, Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin Temple and others finally arrived at the Sutra Repository. All the absolute masters of Shaolin Temple had arrived. All the abbots of Shaolin Temple had gathered. The eighteen golden-bodied Arhats representing Shaolin Temple stood outside the Sutra Repository, holding wooden sticks and coldly watching it, waiting for Abbot Xuanci's command before rushing in.
"Amitabha! I am Xuanci of Shaolin. I do not know which two benefactors have dared to trespass into my Shaolin Sutra Repository. Please come out and meet me."
Xuanci clasped his hands together in a Buddhist verse and spoke loudly to the Sutra Repository. His voice, like a lion's roar, resounded throughout the entire Shaolin Temple. At this moment, Xuanci displayed an extremely skillful Buddhist lion's roar.
The Shaolin disciples who heard such a powerful lion's roar were all shocked, and they felt even more reverence for their Shaolin leader. Those lay disciples who had just joined Shaolin were now even more determined to stay.
Hearing Xuanci's voice, Duan Yu smiled. At this moment, he was intimately embracing Li Canghai. Li Canghai's back was completely against his chest, and Duan Yu had Li Canghai's legs wrapped around his, and her hands were also held by Duan Yu. The two were almost whispering sweet nothings in each other's ears.
At this moment, Duan Yu could clearly feel the perfect body hidden under Li Canghai's monk's robe. His erection, further aroused, pressed firmly against Li Canghai's shapely buttocks.
As time passed, a rosy blush crept onto Li Canghai's cheeks, and she writhed in shame and indignation against Duan Yu's body. The more she writhed, the more comfortable Duan Yu felt.
"Let me go!"
Li Canghai said anxiously.
"Let you go? Why should I let you go? Do you want to stay here any longer, to continue being a fake monk? You may be willing, but I am not. Now that I am the leader of the Free and Unfettered Sect, you must abide by the sect's rules and come back with me,"
Duan Yu said with a smile.
"The Free and Unfettered Sect's rules? When has my Free and Unfettered Sect ever had such rules? Who said that Free and Unfettered Sect disciples are not allowed to stay in other sects?"
Li Canghai said coldly.
"Who said that? Of course I said it! Since I'm the sect leader, I naturally have the right to set the sect rules . Senior Sister, you'd better come back with me obediently, or don't blame me for using my power. If that happens, then I'll have to seal all your skills."
Duan Yu said with a smile.
"You..."
Li Canghai said coldly. In just a brief exchange, Li Canghai had already felt the huge gap in skill. She couldn't even withstand a single move from Duan Yu. After such a brief period of being restrained, Li Canghai fell silent.
"So, Senior Sister, are you willing to come back with me..."
Duan Yu asked again.
"Since Senior Sister doesn't speak, then I'll take that as a yes."
After Duan Yu finished speaking, he released Li Canghai's hand with his left hand, put his right arm around her waist, and waved his left hand. All the scriptures automatically turned over. Duan Yu's eyes were fixed on all the scriptures. Tens of thousands of scriptures turned over at the same time. The scene was absolutely spectacular.
Duan Yu's divine sense quickly swept over these scriptures. Such absorption of knowledge was absolutely astonishing.
"May Buddha have mercy, who is this master inside? Please show yourself..."
Xuan Ci spoke again after a long silence.
"Hehehe... Xuan Ci, you'd better wait outside a little longer. If you rush in, don't blame me for being impolite."
Duan Yu's calm voice carried out. The voice was faint, but everyone outside heard it clearly. It was as if the sound had directly pierced their eardrums.
Xuan Ci and the other leaders of the Dharma Hall exchanged a horrified glance, their eyes flashing.
"Senior brother, the other party is so aggressive, what should we do? Should we really wait outside? If this gets out into the martial world, the reputation of Shaolin will definitely be damaged."
The leader of the Dharma Hall said with a serious expression.
"Please show yourself!"
Xuan Ci used the Buddhist Lion's Roar again. This time, the sound was like a thunderclap, lingering for a long time.
"Hmph!"
A cold snort came from inside the Sutra Repository. Xuan Ci and the others were struck dumb, their faces turning deathly pale. Xuan Ci coughed up a mouthful of blood. They stared in horror at the Sutra Repository. With just a cold snort, Abbot Xuanci had been injured.
"This is a warning. If you dare to shout and yell outside again, I won't hesitate to raze this place to the ground today,"
Duan Yu's cold voice rang out again.
Xuanci and the others exchanged glances, their expressions shifting, unsure what to do. From the slight display of power this man had shown, it was clear that dealing with them would be extremely easy.
"Back off! Everyone, retreat five hundred meters!"
Xuanci suddenly ordered, scanning the surrounding elders.
"Abbot..."
The elders' faces paled.
Xuanci shook his head and said, "All of you step back. For the survival of Shaolin Temple, today is not the time to act rashly. I, Xuanci, have failed the predecessors of Shaolin. All of you, step back."
Hearing Xuanci's words, the abbots all sighed inwardly. If this matter were to spread, then Shaolin Temple's centuries-old reputation would truly be ruined.
"Senior brother, for the reputation of Shaolin Temple, I will not retreat. Even if I die in battle, I will fight to the death."
The abbot of the Bodhidharma Hall stepped forward and said. "What is there to fear in death? If we just push on like this, what difference is there between this and the destruction of Shaolin Temple?"
"Yes! We also choose to fight. At worst, we will convert to Buddhism."
The abbot of the Arhat Hall also stepped forward and said. Then one after another, the abbots expressed their determination.
"We swear to live and die with Shaolin."
All the abbots echoed.

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"Xuannan, Xuanku, Xuantong... all of you step back. Do you still have me as your abbot?"
Xuanci said sternly.
"Senior brother, you don't need to say anymore. Now that Shaolin has sent such a master, this mistake cannot be borne by you alone,"
said the head of the Bodhidharma Hall.
Meanwhile, in the Sutra Repository, Duan Yu was nearing the end of his reading. Tens of thousands of scrolls flashed before his eyes, constantly being processed in his mind. Not only Buddhist scriptures, but also Shaolin martial arts. Various martial arts techniques merged into his mind. A
flash of understanding crossed Duan Yu's mind. When the Dao merges, all martial arts techniques ultimately lead to the same goal. No wonder the Formless Divine Skill could imitate all martial arts techniques; so that's how it is. Buddhism and Taoism are one family; how laughable is Buddhism…
The Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts merged with the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand of the Free and Unfettered Sect, and a martial art of Duan Yu's own was formed in his mind once more. The Arhat Golden Body? He didn't have that, but he had the body of a divine dragon. At this moment, Duan Yu suddenly resonated with the divine dragon in his Niwan Palace. He had a tendency to transform into a divine dragon.
"Roar!"
A dragon-like roar erupted from Duan Yu's mouth.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
The surging, invisible aura spread outwards, turning all the rare Buddhist scriptures to ashes in an instant, and the Sutra Repository exploded. All the Shaolin monks who were around the Sutra Repository and couldn't retreat in time were thrown back.
The ground within a radius of several miles trembled violently, and an invisible wave of energy spread outwards, shaking even Mount Shaoshi.
The residents around Mount Shaoshi stared in shock at the summit. Those who sensed something was wrong had already moved to other places. To them, this tremor was a harbinger of an impending earthquake.
"Boom boom boom..."
Explosions continued.
A man in black and a man in gray had arrived outside the Sutra Repository. They were the first to be thrown back by the shockwave, both collapsing to the ground, spitting out blood, and then looking at each other.
"It's you..."
they both said at the same time.
"Having studied at Shaolin Temple for so many years, this is the first time we've met,"
the gray-clad man said.
"I've known of your existence for a long time and have always wanted to spar with you, but I never expected to meet you under these circumstances,"
the black -clad
man said. Xuan Ci and the others were also shocked to see the black-clad and gray-clad men suddenly appear.
"Amitabha, my dignified Shaolin Temple has actually hidden such a figure. I, Xuan Ci, am ashamed..."
Xuan Ci recited a Buddhist verse.
As soon as Xuan Ci finished speaking, the eighteen Arhats beside him had already surrounded the gray-clad and black-clad men.
Li Canghai also looked at Duan Yu in shock. She was now the one who could best sense Duan Yu's changes; the intensity was astonishing. At the same time, she was also the one most deeply affected, because the power of the Divine Dragon Relic enveloped her first. She could deeply feel Duan Yu's strength, a strength that shook her soul.
However, at the same time, she also gained something, because she gleaned from Duan Yu's aura the path she would take in the future! She felt a breakthrough once again.
As the ashes dissipated and all the dust settled, Duan Yu and Li Canghai appeared before Xuan Ci and the others. Upon seeing the two embracing intimately, Xuan Ci and the others almost instinctively turned their heads away, offering apologies. However, at the same time, their eyes flashed with murderous intent. The Scripture Pavilion, the sacred site of Shaolin, had been destroyed just like that. This was a devastating blow to them.
While furious, they were also astonished, for Li Canghai was wearing their Shaolin monk's robes.
"Amitabha, benefactor, who are you? Why have you come to our sacred Shaolin grounds to cause trouble, destroying our Scripture Pavilion? What is your purpose?"
Xuan Ci asked, his gaze sharp.
"Who am I? I am Xiaoyao! I can only apologize for destroying your Scripture Pavilion; it was not something I could control,"
Duan Yu said with a smile.
"You…"
The head of the Discipline Hall snorted coldly, a murderous aura surging within him.
"Don't look at me like that. I'm telling the truth. I didn't deliberately damage this Scripture Pavilion,"
Duan Yu said. After speaking, Duan Yu put his arm around Li Canghai and walked towards the men in black and gray.
"Let me go!"
Li Canghai muttered coldly.
"Senior Sister, can't you just cooperate with me? If you cooperate, I'll teach you the art of invisibility later,"
Duan Yu said with a smile.
"The art of invisibility? Are you serious? You can become invisible..."
Li Canghai asked curiously.
"That depends on whether you believe it or not, but no matter what you say, I won't let go of you, Senior Sister,"
Duan Yu said.
"..."
Li Canghai choked. This junior brother, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, was so powerful. The aura he exuded just now was simply beyond human comprehension.
"Xiao Yuanshan, do you remember me?" Duan Yu said,
sitting down in front of the man in black. The eighteen Arhats looked at Duan Yu warily.
"How do you know my name is Xiao Yuanshan? It's you..."
Xiao Yuanshan said, pointing at Duan Yu in shock.
"It was me, wasn't it? Your palm strike almost killed me back then. I didn't provoke you, yet you came to provoke me. What kind of logic is that?"
Duan Yu smiled, seemingly unconcerned about the past. However, everyone present could sense a chill in his words. "I really don't understand. Your primary enemy, the leader, Murong Bo, was right beside you, yet you still came to attack me. I really don't know what you were thinking."
As Duan Yu spoke, it wasn't just Xiao Yuanshan who was shocked; the gray-clad man beside him was also terrified, and Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin Temple and the others also paled.
"You said that the leader was right beside me."
Xiao Yuanshan's words were filled with icy coldness.
"That's right, isn't that the gray-clad man beside you, Murong Bo? Murong Bo, tell me, am I right? The dignified head of the Murong family actually came to Shaolin to steal martial arts skills. Don't you feel ashamed?"
Duan Yu said calmly .
"Ashamed? What am I ashamed of? Who are you? Why do you know our identities so clearly? You say we should be ashamed, but you're just as shameless as everyone else, stealing Shaolin martial arts skills. Do you think you can be so shameless in front of me?"
Murong Bo said coldly.
"I'm different from you. You steal Shaolin martial arts skills, but I learn them openly and honestly. And my senior sister here has a high seniority in Shaolin Temple. At least Xuan Ci should call me senior sister/aunt."
Duan Yu said calmly.
Every word Duan Yu said shocked everyone present. At this moment, everyone's impression of him was like that of a ghost.
Xuan Ci stared intently at Li Canghai, wondering who this person was. Given this man's strength, he shouldn't be lying, so this woman really must be his aunt. " So who could it be? " Duan Yu said calmly.
"Xuan Ci, you don't need to look. You couldn't guess who my senior sister is now, no matter how hard you look. She's been disguised as a man in your Shaolin Temple all along." "Please tell this old monk, female benefactor, which senior uncle are you?" Xuan Ci asked calmly. "Xuan Ci, now that I've revealed my true identity, I won't stay in Shaolin Temple anymore. As for which senior uncle I am, it seems no one in the entire Shaolin Temple is of higher seniority than me now. I've been in Shaolin for over sixty years, alas... I've been a sweeping monk in the Sutra Pavilion for nearly twenty years since these two came to Shaolin Temple to steal martial arts." Li Canghai said wistfully. "Amitabha..." Xuan Ci sighed, then turned to Murong Bo and said, "Elder Murong, we have been friends for many years, and I have always respected your character. That day you told me about the Khitan invasion, and I believed you without a doubt. Afterwards, I mistakenly killed an innocent person, and I never saw you again. Later, I heard that you had passed away due to illness, and I was deeply saddened. I always thought that you, like me, had been misled by others and made an unintentional mistake, feeling guilty and dying young. Who knew... Alas!" His long sigh contained endless regret and blame. "Old thief Murong, you culprit, die!" Xiao Yuanshan finished speaking and attacked Murong Bo with a powerful force in his hand. Murong Bo laughed loudly and said, "Xiao Yuanshan, you only happened to be here by chance. I orchestrated everything to incite conflict in the martial arts world, preferably to plunge the Song Dynasty into chaos. That way, my Yan Kingdom would have hope of restoration. I never expected you to be so valiant, with so many martial arts masters falling at your hands." As he spoke, Murong Bo struck Xiao Yuanshan with a palm. Their palms clashed, each taking a step back, evenly matched. Just as they were fighting, several figures suddenly flew in from afar. Looking at the newcomers, Duan Yu was momentarily speechless. It was Murong Fu, Qiao Feng, Bao Butong, and others. Why were they here again? "Brother Qiao!" Duan Yu said, looking at Qiao Feng and the others. "Brother Murong!" "Second brother, what are you doing here?" Qiao Feng asked, bewildered. Murong Fu clasped his hands in a fist salute: "I am grateful for Brother Duan's kindness in letting me pass through Lingjiu Palace last time." "Hehe, I had some business to attend to here," Duan Yu said with a smile. "Hey, it hasn't been long since I last saw you, Second Brother, and you've gained a sister-in-law." Qiao Feng joked. "Hmph!" Li Canghai snorted coldly. Qiao Feng's expression changed. So strong! "She's not a sister-in-law, hehe, this is my senior sister! Li Canghai." Duan Yu said with a smile. "Oh! It was Xiao Feng who was rude." Qiao Feng clasped his hands in apology, but gave Duan Yu a look that only men could understand. "Xiao Feng greets all the Shaolin abbots." Qiao Feng clasped his hands in apology to Xuan Ci and the others. "Chief Qiao, what brings you to Shaolin?" Xuan Ci asked. "I happened to be passing by Shaoshi Mountain when I discovered that the mountain was shaking violently. Although I am no longer a Shaolin disciple, I am still a disciple of Shaolin, so I came to see for myself." Qiao Feng said neither humbly nor arrogantly. Looking at Qiao Feng's appearance, Duan Yu smiled happily. His sworn brother had been completely corrupted by him. "Second Brother, do you know what's going on?" Qiao Feng asked, staring at the people fighting. "Brother Qiao, the man fighting down there is your father, Xiao Yuanshan," Duan Yu said with a smile. "My father? How can it be him? Isn't he the man in black who attacked you that day?" Qiao Feng had felt the man in black looked familiar from the start, and his expression changed drastically upon hearing Duan Yu's words. "That's right, but he is indeed your father," Duan Yu nodded . "Then who is the other person?" Qiao Feng asked. "The leader!" Duan Yu said. "The leader, he is the leader," Qiao Feng said coldly. "That's right, he is the leader, Murong Bo," Duan Yu said. As soon as Duan Yu finished speaking, Murong Fu's expression changed. "Brother Duan, is what you say true?" "Of course! If you don't believe me, you can go down and ask him!" Duan Yu said with a smile. 147 At this moment, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were engaged in a passionate fight, their energy flying everywhere, explosions resounding constantly. The Shaolin abbots around them retreated, watching them in horror. "Boom boom boom..." Several palm strikes clashed in succession. Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan stepped back, staring at each other. "Xiao Yuanshan, your martial arts are at best on par with mine. You think you can defeat me? That's wishful thinking," Murong Bo said coldly. "Is that so? What if I join the fray?" Qiao Feng's cold voice rang out, and he instantly joined the battle. Seeing Qiao Feng join, Murong Fu also moved, standing before Murong Bo. "Are you really my father? Father, you…you're not…you're not dead?" Murong Fu asked Murong Bo in confusion. Overwhelmed with joy and surprise, countless doubts surged in his mind: On the day his father passed away, he had tried more than once to confirm his death, personally preparing him for burial. How could he be resurrected? Of course, he had used his divine skill to feign death. But why feign death? Why hide it even from his own son? "As an emperor, the first thing you must have is decisiveness. If you don't even dare to make a decision on the smallest things, how can you become an emperor? If I hadn't faked my death that day, the reputation of my Murong family would have been completely ruined," Murong Bo said sternly.

"Father, you really are my father!" Murong Fu no longer hesitated at this moment. Upon hearing Xuanci's words, Murong Fu immediately understood: "Father's false message was intended to incite a great conflict between the Song and Liao warriors, from which our Great Yan could profit. Afterwards, Xuanci would inevitably question my father. My father, of course, would have no way to defend himself. As a great hero and a great valiant man, he couldn't directly admit to the matter and ruin his lifelong reputation. He anticipated that Abbot Xuanci's character meant that once he died, Xuanci would not reveal the truth and damage his posthumous reputation."
He then thought deeper: "That's it. With my father dead, the Murong clan's reputation remains intact, and I can still continue my great cause of restoration. Otherwise, if the heroes of the Central Plains rise up against the Murong clan, survival would be difficult enough, let alone rallying the masses to restore the country. It's just that I'm still young, and if I knew that my father had faked his death, I would inevitably be exposed. Therefore, he simply kept it from me as well."
Thinking of his father's painstaking efforts, sacrificing everything for the restoration of Yan, he felt an even greater weight on his shoulders. Murong Fu already knew what had happened at Xingzilin, but he hadn't expected that the leader was actually his father.
Murong Bo shook his head and said, "Haven't you improved at all after all this time? You're still so impetuous! How can you shoulder the great task of restoring the Yan Kingdom like this?"
Murong Fu composed himself and respectfully said, "Your son heeds your teachings, Father. I was reckless."
"That's what makes a good man of Yan Kingdom,"
Murong Bo said with a hearty laugh.
On the other side, Qiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan were also looking at each other.
"What are you looking at? Don't you believe I'm your father?"
Xiao Yuanshan said to Qiao Feng in a bold voice.
Qiao Feng shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't believe you, but I don't understand why you attacked my second brother."
"He disrupted my original plan. Do you think I should have attacked him? If I hadn't been soft-hearted back then, he wouldn't be alive at all,"
Xiao Yuanshan said coldly.
"I don't understand... I still don't understand. What plan do you have that makes you treat my second brother like that?"
Qiao Feng murmured.
"A man must avenge his wrongs. These martial arts practitioners harmed my wife and children so cruelly, do you think I'll let them get away with it? My poor wife died under a hail of blades. I won't let anyone involved go unpunished. Your second brother ruined a series of my plans, can't I attack him?"
Xiao Yuanshan became more and more agitated as he spoke.
"That's right, a man must avenge his wrongs. Since Murong Bo killed Mother, then let him pay with his life,"
Qiao Feng said loudly.
"Alright, let's fight them together, father and son,"
Xiao Yuanshan said with a loud laugh.
After speaking, Xiao Yuanshan stepped forward and attacked Murong Bo again. At the same time, Qiao Feng also engaged in battle with Murong Fu.
The four of them fought back and forth, their attacks coming one after another. Qiao Feng unleashed golden dragons from his hands, and the powerful force of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms brought a series of whistling sounds as it attacked Murong Fu.
Seeing Qiao Feng's fierce strength, Murong Fu's eyes flashed, and he immediately gathered his inner energy in his hands, unleashing the "Shifting Stars" technique.
Their hands clashed simultaneously, "Bang!"
A deafening roar echoed as Murong Fu quickly staggered back several steps, while Qiao Feng only swayed slightly.
Their brief exchange already revealed who was stronger. Murong Fu's expression changed slightly, and he unleashed several palm strikes in quick succession, the force of his palms accompanied by a gurgling sound, the immense power seemingly capable of tearing through space.
"Well done!"
Qiao Feng shouted with delight, not worry. He drew circles with both hands, unleashing the "Regretful Dragon" technique. The force of "Regretful Dragon" collided with Murong Fu's palm strike, exploding with a deafening roar. Dust billowed around them, and the ground was riddled with craters from the combined energy of the two.
On the other side, "Good, good, good! Take another one!"
Xiao Yuanshan laughed heartily, throwing a punch that crashed down on Murong Bo like a mountain. The sheer force of Xiao Yuanshan's punch sent shivers down the spines of the surrounding Shaolin abbots. Even they weren't certain they could withstand such a powerful blow.
"Why not? An eye for an eye. Take this kick!"
Murong Bo casually caught Xiao Yuanshan's attack and delivered a swift, whip-like kick aimed at Xiao Yuanshan's head.
Xiao Yuanshan blocked Murong Bo's attack with his left hand, while his right fist, flashing with light, struck towards Murong Bo's thigh.
Murong Bo spun around, dodging Xiao Yuanshan's attack. With a whoosh, he attacked Xiao Yuanshan again.
The two fought rapidly, the thrilling scene leaving Xuan Ci and the others speechless.
"Senior brother, what should we do?"
Xuan Mie murmured.
"Today's events are an unprecedented blow to Shaolin. If we rashly attack this person, it will surely bring about the annihilation of our entire sect. We ourselves are not afraid of death, but what about our disciples? Amitabha, let us endure."
Xuanci recited a Buddhist verse helplessly. As the abbot of Shaolin, he had to consider his disciples. The martial arts this person displayed had exceeded the scope of martial arts. If they attacked rashly, it would definitely bring about the annihilation of their entire sect. Since that person said that the woman was their martial aunt, then everything had to remain calm for the time being.
Hearing Xuanci's words, Xuansheng, Xuanmie, and the others shook their heads, each feeling bitter. Everything was clearly displayed before their eyes. How could they not understand Duan Yu's power? Just by his aura, he could make Shaolin Mountain shake. What kind of extraordinary ability was that?
"Murong Bo, Elder Benefactor Murong, that day you spread false information, saying that the Khitan warriors were going to launch a large-scale attack on Shaolin Temple to seize martial arts manuals, which led to all sorts of terrible mistakes. Have you ever felt any remorse for this?"
Xuan Ci suddenly said loudly.
Murong Bo said, "Man proposes, God disposes!"
Xuan Ci's face showed pity as he said, "My junior brother Xuan Bei was ordered by me to come to Suzhou to ask you about this matter. I suppose he offended you with his words. He also saw some clues in your residence and guessed your intention to rebel, so you wanted to kill him to silence him. But why did you endure for so many years until he went to Dali before you made your move? Hmm, you wanted to provoke a conflict between the Duan and Shaolin sects. I guess when you attacked my junior brother Xuan Bei, you used the Duan family's One-Finger Divine Skill. However, your One-Finger Divine Skill was not proficient enough to defeat him. In the end, you used the Murong family's 'using their own methods against them' technique to kill my junior brother Xuan Bei."
"Xuan Ci, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense now. Look at this."
After Murong Bo finished speaking, he slightly turned his body to dodge Xiao Yuanshan's attack and threw a punch.
Xiao Yuanshan laughed heartily and raised his hand to catch the attack. The two were using exactly the same weapon.
More than ten old monks in Shaolin Temple shouted in unison, "Weituo Pestle!"
Their voices were filled with shock.
Xuan Ci nodded and continued, "You have been in our temple for so many years, and you have actually mastered the 'Weituo Pestle' skill, one of the seventy-two Shaolin arts. But the 'Heavenly Spirit Thousand Splits' move from the Funiu Sect in Henan, with your status and martial arts, I suppose you wouldn't bother to practice it. The skill you used to kill Benefactor Ke Baisui was truly a family heirloom, but I wonder what your motive was?"
Murong Bo smiled sinisterly and said, "The old abbot is extremely shrewd. He never leaves the mountain gate, yet he knows everything about the affairs of the martial world. It is truly admirable. I would like to ask you to guess about this matter..."
Xuan Ci said, "That Benefactor Ke is very wealthy and always acts cautiously." "Well, you've been recruiting soldiers and amassing wealth, and you've set your sights on Benefactor Ke's estate, wanting to take it over for yourself. Benefactor Ke refuses, and might even be considering reporting it to the authorities."
Murong Bo laughed heartily, gave a thumbs-up, and said, "Old Abbot, you're remarkable! It's just a pity that while you're so perceptive, you can't see the bigger picture. This Brother Xiao and I have been hiding in your temple for so many years, and you know nothing about it."
Xuan Ci slowly shook his head, sighed, and said, "Understanding others is easy, understanding oneself is extremely difficult. Defeating an enemy is not easy, but overcoming the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance within oneself is even more difficult."
Murong Bo said, "Old Abbot, considering our long-standing friendship, I will tell you everything frankly. Is there anything else you want to ask me?"
"My Shaolin Temple is facing a calamity today, but being able to fully understand this matter has brought some peace to my heart. The matter of Benefactor Xiao has always troubled me, and today the truth has finally come to light,"
Xuan Ci said somberly.
"Xiao Yuanshan, you're no match for me. Let's abandon this pointless fight. With our combined skill, we could fight for days and nights without a clear victor, and if I wanted to escape, you couldn't stop me,"
Murong Bo said with a laugh.
"That's not necessarily true,"
Xiao Yuanshan scoffed. He unleashed another of the Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts.
The martial arts they used dazzled Xuan Ci and the others, leaving them utterly astonished. These two were proficient in so many of the Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts simultaneously. It was known that, apart from Bodhidharma, no one in Shaolin Temple had ever mastered so many of the Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts at the same time.
"Ah!"
A muffled groan escaped Murong Fu's lips. His skill was still considerably inferior to Qiao Feng's.
"Young Master, catch the sword,"
Bao Butong threw his sword to Murong Fu.
Murong Fu spun around and casually caught the sword. His spirits lifted, and he unleashed the Murong family's ancestral swordsmanship, each move flowing seamlessly like clouds and water. In an instant, his entire body seemed enveloped in a curtain of light. Martial artists had always heard of the Murong family of Gusu's vast martial arts prowess, their knowledge of various schools and techniques,
but few had imagined their swordsmanship to be so exquisite. However, no matter how fierce and ruthless Murong Fu's attacks, they never reached within ten feet of Qiao Feng. Qiao Feng's palms danced, forcing Murong Fu to leap high and low, dodging and weaving. Suddenly, with a resounding crack, the longsword in Murong Fu's hand was shattered by Qiao Feng's palm strike, breaking into twenty or thirty pieces, each about an inch long, flying into the air, gleaming white in the setting sun.
After breaking his sword, Qiao Feng unleashed a powerful strike from the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, aimed at Murong Fu's chest. It seemed Murong Fu was about to die at Qiao Feng's hands.
Suddenly, a loud shout rang out: "You've hurt my son!"
It turned out that Murong Bo had heard Murong Fu's muffled groan and rushed to his aid. Sensing the extremely strong force behind him, Qiao Feng had no choice but to abandon his attack, and Murong Fu countered with a strike against Murong Bo.
"Bang bang..."
The two palms clashed. Qiao Feng's body staggered back a few steps. Qiao Feng's skill was considerably inferior to Murong Bo's.
"You bullied my wife and children back then, and now you want to use a tag-team approach?"
Xiao Yuanshan also caught up at this moment, unleashing several palm strikes towards Murong Bo.
"Xiao Yuanshan, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
Murong Bo roared angrily, his attacks now unleashed.
"Finally willing to go all out! No matter what happens to you today, you can't escape death."
Xiao Yuanshan laughed heartily. "Feng'er, let's finish them off together. It'll avenge your mother."

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Both sides held nothing back this time, each move carrying an intense killing intent, the powerful energy destroying everything around them.
Every strike sent flying rocks, a battle of speed, skill, and technique. Laughter frequently rang out.
"Murong Fu, take my move, 'The Dragon Regrets'!"
Qiao Feng unleashed a double dragon roar. Murong Fu retreated step by step! Just as he was about to call out to receive the attack, his body was suddenly pulled away.
"Get out of the way! I'll handle this!"
Murong Bo coldly snorted, his hand moving to remove Murong Fu, his right hand delivering a powerful palm strike towards Qiao Feng's attack.
Qiao Feng sneered, gathering all twelve layers of his power into "The Dragon Regrets," the energy exploding in mid-air. Murong Bo slammed his left foot heavily on the ground. A powerful energy storm emanated from him, spreading outwards and cracking the ground in dozens of fissures.
"Whoosh..."
The powerful energy whipped their clothes around, and Murong Bo's mask fell away, revealing his refined face. His long hair danced wildly in the wind.
Qiao Feng, on the other hand, was pale, his chest heaving slightly, and a trace of blood was clearly visible on his lowered left hand. "Murong Bo, you shameless bastard! What kind of skill is it to bully a junior?"
Xiao Yuanshan coldly sneered.
"With your son's current reputation in the martial world, I don't think I've done anything to bully him,"
Murong Bo said calmly.
"Hmph, if your son isn't good enough, then the father will. You truly are a despicable and shameless person."
Xiao Yuanshan finished speaking and his palm strike suddenly became heavy.
Murong Bo quickly raised his hand to catch the attack, while Xiao Yuanshan shot out with lightning speed, unleashing a continuous barrage of attacks on Murong Bo. His [Thousand Hands of Tathagata] technique multiplied into countless hands
, striking both of them. Murong Bo swiftly deflected the attacks with his Vajra Prajna Palm. After several consecutive moves, Xiao Yuanshan suddenly unleashed a powerful horizontal strike with his right hand, sending Murong Fu flying like a kite with a broken string.
Murong Bo quickly followed, using his left hand to catch Murong Fu and bring him to the ground.
"Cough cough cough..."
Murong Fu coughed several times, spitting out mouthfuls of blood. He looked at Murong Bo with a face full of shame.
"Father, it's all my fault,"
Murong Fu said remorsefully.
"Nonsense! How could a man of Great Yan be useless? Of course, your current skill is no match for this man's. This is merely a temporary setback. A true man knows what to do and what not to do; he can bend and stretch—that's what makes a real man,"
Murong Bo reprimanded.
"Hmph, Murong Bo, you struck my son, and I'll return the favor to your son,"
Xiao Yuanshan laughed.
"Very well, Xiao Yuanshan, today we're locked in a life-or-death struggle. I couldn't kill you then, but today I'll finish you both off,"
Murong Bo said coldly. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and his tone was filled with boundless killing intent.
"A life-or-death struggle? What a joke! Did you think we were just being polite? Today, you and your son will die,"
Xiao Yuanshan laughed, pointing at Murong Bo.
"Who will die? Let's see who has the real skill,"
Murong Bo said coldly. A flash of light, and another powerful palm strike.
"Prajna Palm! Murong Bo, do you think you're the only one who knows it? Try taking one of my Prajna Palms and see if your martial arts are more advanced, or mine are more proficient."
Xiao Yuanshan neither dodged nor evaded, striking out with the same Prajna Palm.
"Bang! Boom!"
"Bang bang bang... boom boom..."
"Crack, snap..."
Both Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo remained completely still. A powerful gust of wind howled.
Xiao Yuanshan's expression turned serious, his mind racing. "This old scoundrel Murong Bo's skill is comparable to mine. If I really want to deal with him, just as he said, it won't be a clear winner for several days."
Thinking this, Xiao Yuanshan glanced at Qiao Feng beside him. Seeing Qiao Feng beating Murong Fu into retreat, Xiao Yuanshan laughed heartily. In this way, once he dealt with Murong Fu and his son's skills, dealing with Murong Bo would be extremely easy.
While Xiao Yuanshan was strategizing, Murong Bo was in the same boat. The current situation was definitely unfavorable for Murong Bo. What to do? Murong Bo's thoughts raced. "Xiao Yuanshan's martial arts are exactly the same as mine. Even my 'Star Shift' technique can't defeat him. Looking at Fu'er's current condition, he's far inferior to Qiao Feng. He'll soon be defeated. The longer it drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for my son and me." The more
Murong Bo thought, the more ferocious his moves became. He had to come up with a solution immediately.
The more Murong Bo acted this way, the weaker his attacks became. Although they appeared incredibly powerful, his moves were actually chaotic.
Bao Butong, watching from the sidelines, was secretly anxious; both the master and the young master were now in trouble. Bao Butong and Feng Bo'e exchanged glances, their expressions hardening. The three of them shouted and charged into the arena.
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind swept through, startling the three. They tried to resist but were powerless, feeling utterly devoid of strength. "Bang!"
Duan Yu lightly flicked his hand, sending the three flying dozens of meters away. At the same time, Duan Yu's calm voice rang out: "If anyone dares to interfere again, don't blame me for being ruthless."
The surrounding Shaolin monks stared in horror at the three men, deeply embedded in the ground dozens of meters away! No one had clearly seen how Duan Yu had made his move. And yet, in just one strike, he had embedded the three men into the earth—what kind of technique was this?
"What do you want to do now? What's the point of your interference?"
Li Canghai asked in surprise.
"Hehe, who said it's not interesting? Now that my elder brother and the others are avenging their family, of course I can't let anyone disrupt it,"
Duan Yu said with a smile.
"That's not what I meant. Don't tell me you don't know about Xiao Yuanshan and the other two's physical condition,"
Li Canghai said. Li Canghai's heart was still unsettled. This junior brother who suddenly appeared was too mysterious. He had thought this junior brother was in his forties or fifties, but from his understanding of Qiao Feng's condition, he knew that his age was definitely not that old.
"Although Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan both have hidden ailments, so what? Anyway, their bodies haven't caused any problems yet, have they? We'll deal with it when they do. At least that way, I, as their elder brother, can get my revenge,"
Duan Yu said, shrugging.
Li Canghai shook his head and asked, "Who exactly are you? From Qiao Feng's words, you seem to be only in your early twenties at most. How did you acquire such skills?"
"Who am I? Didn't I just say? I am Duan Yu! I am the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, and also the current emperor of Dali! As for how I acquired these skills? Need I say more? Don't you know what it means to be exceptionally talented? I, Duan Yu, am a genius."
Duan Yu said with a smile.
"The emperor of Dali? A member of the Duan family? How did you become my junior brother?"
Li Canghai asked in surprise.
"I obtained the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect by chance, and later, my senior brother Wuyazi took me in as his disciple, thus inheriting the position of leader of the Xiaoyao Sect."
Duan Yu said.
"Obtained the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect by chance? Have you been to Wuliang Valley?"
Li Canghai's expression changed.
"That's right, I obtained the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect in Wuliang Valley. If I'm not mistaken, I have to thank you for all of this, Senior Sister. You must have placed the Lingbo Weibu and Beiming Divine Skill there, right?" Duan Yu
said with a grateful expression.
Li Canghai shook her head resentfully, "If I had known you would be the one to obtain the Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts, I shouldn't have left the manual there. I never imagined it would be me who broke my own mental state."
Li Canghai thought about everything and understood. It turned out she had brought all of this upon herself. She hadn't expected that her unintentional placement of the Beiming Divine Skill would actually attract a successor of the Xiaoyao Sect. She glared at Duan Yu fiercely: "Then how did you know I was at Shaolin Temple?"
"It's simple, but I can't tell you now!"
Duan Yu said with a wicked smile.
"You..."
Li Canghai frowned, her face turning icy. "Let me go..."
she said, struggling again.
"Good Senior Sister, look, everyone's watching. It's not good for you to move like this..."
Duan Yu said.
"If I don't move, am I going to let you off easy! Don't you understand the proper distance between men and women?"
Li Canghai said coldly.
"How could I not understand! But didn't you see everyone treating you like my girlfriend?"
Duan Yu said cheekily.
"..."
"Hehe... Good senior sister, just let me hug you one more time. It's not that I don't want to tell you how I know you're at Shaolin Temple, but if I did, it would be too shocking. Besides, given our current relationship, I can't tell you. This is something I can only tell my closest people,"
Duan Yu said.
Hearing Duan Yu's flirtatious words and feeling the heat on her ear, Li Canghai's heart pounded like a deer. She really didn't know what to do. This shameless junior brother was just holding her like that, and she couldn't break free at all. She had never seen such a bold person!
"Let me go! How can I... how can I be seen like this..."
Li Canghai said shyly, her pretty face flushed.
Seeing Li Canghai's shy expression, Duan Yu chuckled. He simply ignored Li Canghai's words. How could she possibly let go? Holding such a beautiful woman in her arms, there was absolutely no possibility of him releasing her.
Seeing Duan Yu's wicked grin, Li Canghai knew this scoundrel was unlikely to let her go. Her heart ached. Her innocence was completely ruined by this man. She wondered where this scoundrel had come from. How could he know so clearly that she was at Shaolin Temple? Li Canghai's mind raced, recalling everything, searching for any possible flaws.
But after recalling everything, she realized with dismay that there were no flaws at all! Unless this person was a god, there was no way he could know she was disguised as a man and had entered Shaolin Temple.
"Good senior sister, do you know that your strength is already very high? Golden Core stage! You can use many types of Daoist techniques. But I see you can't use any Daoist techniques at all, it's such a waste of your powerful true essence,"
Duan Yu said.
"Really Daoist techniques? Although I have entered the Dao, reached the state of 'heart like still water,' and achieved what you call the Golden Core stage, I haven't felt any Daoist techniques at all,"
Li Canghai said doubtfully.
"That's because you've never really tried to feel the Dao. The Dao is actually everywhere, but your mind was really too confused before. If I hadn't come here, I really don't know how long you would have remained so decadent. What's so fun about being a monk? It's such a waste of talent."
Duan Yu chuckled. "After this trip to Shaolin Temple, I'll teach you Taoist arts, Senior Sister! Hehe, but Senior Sister, you really surprised me. If I had come to Shaolin Temple earlier, I wouldn't have been your match. I never imagined you'd already achieved the Golden Core stage. Qiu Shui and Xing Yun haven't even achieved it yet."
"My sisters really followed you?"
Li Canghai asked curiously again.
"Of course, according to seniority, hehe, Senior Sister, you have to call me Brother-in-law. Look how many times I've called you Senior Sister, shouldn't you call me Brother-in-law?"
Duan Yu laughed heartily.
"Don't even think about it..."

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Duan Yu and the other two were flirting here when the scene changed again
. Murong Fu suddenly plummeted into the distance with a "bang!" He crashed into a wall in the distance. The already dilapidated wall shattered under the force of Murong Fu's fall, sending up clouds of dust that completely obscured Murong Fu's life or death.
"Fu'er! Qiao Feng, die!"
Murong Fu roared, turning his head to look at Qiao Feng before charging at him with a fierce attack.
"Hmph... You want to leave? Don't even think about it! You old thief Murong, just die!"
Xiao Yuanshan moved to block Murong Bo's path, a mocking smile on his face. Xiao Yuanshan was genuinely pleased to see the anxious Murong Bo, laughing loudly, "You old thief Murong, you can feel pain too! It's a miracle that someone like you can feel pain."
"Clap clap clap..."
A series of clashes followed.
A terrifying burst of energy erupted from Xiao Yuanshan's hand, its power seemingly capable of tearing apart heaven and earth, completely enveloping Murong Bo.
Murong Bo stomped his left foot on the ground, like a dragon shaking its armor, unleashing the "Shifting Stars" technique. A white light emanated from his fist, making a popping sound as it shot towards Xiao Yuanshan.
"Hmph..."
Xiao Yuanshan let out a cold laugh. He had already parried dozens of such attacks. "Murong Bo, don't you have any new tricks up your sleeve?!"
"Boom..."
Another loud bang, the dust from the explosion completely shrouded the two of them.
Murong Bo was extremely anxious. Murong Fu hadn't gotten up from the ruins for a long time. But he couldn't leave anytime soon.
One move after another. Qiao Feng also joined the fight.
The two attacked Murong Bo simultaneously, putting immense pressure on him.
"Qiao Feng, you dare to come here by yourself? You're going to die!"
Murong Bo suddenly drew a strange line with his hands, and a huge balloon appeared in front of him.
From the aura emanating from the balloon, it was clear that it contained extremely powerful energy. The balloon grew larger and larger, and the power it contained also increased.
A look of seriousness appeared on the faces of both Qiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan. Neither of them rashly interrupted Murong Bo's attack. It wasn't that they didn't want to, but rather that a hasty attack would surely result in a devastating blow. His move was clearly one of restraint until it was devastating.
Of course, neither of them would sit idly by and wait to be killed. They exchanged a glance and then moved. Each of them used their most powerful and secret techniques.
Suddenly, all the combined moves of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms appeared in Qiao Feng's hands. Golden dragons flashed one after another, all of which were controlled by Qiao Feng.
"Merge!"
With a soft shout, the golden dragons suddenly merged together. All the golden dragons now converged into a single dragon energy! From Qiao Feng's expression, it was clear that this move was extremely taxing on his true energy. He was pale and his expression was incredibly fierce.
Xiao Yuanshan also made a gesture with his hands, and a true energy ball appeared in front of him as well. Xiao Yuanshan also knew how to condense his true energy and force it out of his body to form a true energy ball. This kind of move was usually used as a last resort. This was definitely a trump card. If the opponent isn't injured by this move, the user must immediately retreat. This is because it consumes a tremendous amount of true energy, at least two-thirds of it.
Dazzling light emanated from the three simultaneously, forming a peculiar attack pattern.
"Retreat, retreat..."
Xuan Ci suddenly called out to the monks.
Without needing further instructions, Xuan Sheng, Xuan Mie, and the others began to retreat. The power of their attack caused the monks to become serious.
Although Qiao Feng was also a disciple trained by Shaolin, they hadn't expected him to be so powerful; it seemed his reputation was indeed well-deserved.
"Senior brother, what do you think?"
the head of the Bodhidharma Hall asked Xuan Ci.
Xuanci shook his head and said, "These three alone are no match for Shaolin Temple. Those two are an even greater disaster for us. This battle is over; let them go. After this battle, I will resign as Shaolin abbot and go to Qingxin Pavilion to reflect on my mistakes. From now on, everything will be in your hands, junior brothers. Amitabha. Buddha said all beings suffer. Although Shaolin is not entirely dedicated to saving all beings, we have done our duty to the world. I never imagined such a thing would happen to Shaolin. A tall tree catches the wind; junior brothers, let's retreat into seclusion. Reputation! Perhaps without the burden of reputation, Shaolin can truly understand the essence of Buddhism."
At this moment, Xuanci seemed to have attained enlightenment, and a golden Buddhist light emanated from his body. Suddenly, Buddhist chants appeared out of thin air. A dazzling light instantly enveloped the entire Shaolin Temple. The golden Buddhist light soared into the sky, bringing auspiciousness to the entire heavens.
"Amitabha! Congratulations, Senior Brother, on attaining enlightenment!"
The surrounding abbots offered their congratulations, clearly noticing that Xuan Ci had achieved enlightenment. Although they didn't know exactly what he had comprehended, Xuan Ci's physical reactions indicated that it was a state they had always aspired to reach.
"Amitabha! I never imagined that I, Xuan Ci, would comprehend the Buddhist path under such circumstances,"
Xuan Ci said, shaking his head with emotion. He felt a sense of unreality. Sudden enlightenment... it had always been a state passed down in Buddhism, but when it truly arrived, Xuan Ci found it all so unimaginable.
"Xuan Ci, not bad! You actually entered the Golden Core realm at this moment. Forming a relic! Not bad, not bad!"
Duan Yu's clear voice rang out.
Upon hearing this, Xuan Ci turned to look at Duan Yu. He was stunned for a moment, then clasped his hands together in a Buddhist prayer and proclaimed, "So you've already reached such a realm, Layman! The Golden Core Path, it's all truly real. You've transcended the human realm and entered the realm of Immortals and Buddhas!"
"Eh! I didn't expect you to be a bit smarter than my senior sister. You've only just formed a relic, yet you already know I've reached the realm of Immortals and Buddhas… Sigh, Senior Sister, why are you pinching me…"
Duan Yu said, frowning and feeling aggrieved.
"Hmph…"
Li Canghai snorted coldly. He thought to himself, "Fine, you dare call me stupid! Once I learn the Dao techniques, I'll deal with you. If I don't deal with this bad guy, he'll really think I'm easy to bully."
"Achoo…"
Duan Yu felt a chill and sneezed. "Senior Sister, you're not talking badly about me behind my back, are you? You know, for us cultivators, this ability to sense things is extremely powerful."
"How could I speak ill of you? Why would I? You're nobody to me,"
Li Canghai said coldly. His demeanor as an icy fairy was truly authentic.
"Xuanci, now that you've reached the Golden Core realm, you should understand some things. Destroying your scripture pavilion this time wasn't intentional. At that moment, I entered a state of Buddhist enlightenment, and the pavilion was only accidentally damaged. I'll return a new scripture pavilion to you when I have the chance. Don't worry, I've memorized all those so-called Buddhist scriptures,"
Duan Yu said with a smile. Suddenly, Duan Yu changed his tone: "Fine, consider it a favor to you. Since I've obtained such a great opportunity here, I'll settle this karmic debt first." With
that, Duan Yu waved his hand, and a white light shot towards Xuanci.
Xuanci didn't dodge at all when Duan Yu shot the white light. As the white light struck, Xuanci's body trembled violently.
"Senior brother! I'll fight you to the death..."
The head of the Dharma Hall suddenly roared and charged towards Duan Yu.
Duan Yu shook his head and said loudly, "Why are there so many ignorant people!"
"Junior Brother, stop!"
Xuan Ci's voice rang out.
"Senior Brother, are you alright?"
The various chief monks called out one after another.
"I'm fine!"
Xuan Ci looked around and said. Then he looked at Duan Yu and cupped his hands, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Layman."
"Never mind, it's nothing. Although I don't like Buddhism and Taoism, your Shaolin Temple is really quite good, Xuan Ci. I just hope that you won't submit to the Western Buddha in the future. If that happens, I might really destroy your Shaolin Temple."
Duan Yu said something surprising.
Xuan Ci was stunned after hearing this, and then recited a Buddhist verse, saying, "Layman, you...?"
"It's nothing, you wouldn't understand even if I explained, but Xuan Ci, just remember what I said today."
Duan Yu waved his hand and said.
"Layman Jin Zun's words."
Xuan Ci said.
"Don't agree so quickly. There are many things you don't understand now. When you can really use magic in the future, you will understand why I said what I said today."
Duan Yu said. Duan Yu said this because he knew he would inevitably have to deal with Western Buddhism in the future. Given his personality, conflict was inevitable; Duan Yu simply looked down on Western Buddhism. This wasn't a matter of carelessness; he didn't actually have any aversion to Buddhism itself. What bothered him was that Buddhism wasn't from Central China, yet it constantly sought to rule the Central Plains—what was the difference between that and racial invasion?
"They're here!"
Duan Yu said calmly, turning to look at the area where Qiao Feng and the other two were fighting. With a wave of his hand, a shimmering protective shield of true energy enveloped himself and Li Canghai.
"Aren't you afraid something will happen to your elder brother?"
Li Canghai asked.
"Heh, why should I be afraid? With me here, how could anything happen to him?"
Duan Yu said domineeringly.
"Are you so sure?"
"Of course. You should know that your junior brother is now a Celestial Immortal, at least a Celestial."
Duan Yu said with a smile.
"I don't quite understand what you mean by Celestial Immortal?"
Li Canghai asked.
"According to some general ranking of immortals, they can be divided into Celestial Immortals, Divine Immortals, Earthly Immortals, Human Immortals, and Ghost Immortals. Ghost Immortals are the lowest, while Celestial Immortals are the higher ranks. With my current Earthly Immortal cultivation, who am I afraid of? I can hold a significant position in the Heavenly Court!"
Duan Yu said with a smile. This time, Duan Yu gained a great deal from his visits to the Imperial Palace and Shaolin Temple. The book *Baopuzi* alone provided him with immense benefits. *Baopuzi* contains Laozi's Mountain-Entering Talisman, Taoist self-cultivation techniques (called Taoist arts), and Taoist rituals. The content includes Taoist scriptures, repentance rituals, fasting, offerings, talismans, incantations, concealment, riding a celestial chariot, exorcism, subduing demons, eliminating disasters, prayer, sexual arts, immortal arts, fasting, feng shui, divination, etc. Besides these, there are also alchemy and artifact crafting. Although Duan Yu hasn't specifically studied these things yet, with his current strength, they are already completely integrated into his mind. The only thing lacking is proficiency.
Exorcising demons and vanquishing evil, subduing monsters and monsters—while Duan Yu wasn't particularly enthusiastic about these things, they were quite interesting to him now.
With a deafening roar, the attacks of Qiao Feng and his companions finally collided.
A massive shockwave of energy spread outwards. Xuan Ci loudly chanted a Buddhist prayer, and with a wave of his hand, a golden aura appeared before him, completely obscuring Xuan Miao and the others.
The benefit Duan Yu had just given Xuan Ci was immense; he had transmitted all the knowledge from the Sutra Repository. The transmission of this knowledge, after Duan Yu's processing, was far from ordinary, which was why Xuan Ci could use Buddhist energy so quickly.
As for the ability Duan Yu had just transmitted, it was, of course, something he had comprehended himself. While studying various Buddhist scriptures in the Sutra Repository, Duan Yu had already integrated a set of various techniques for his own use. These things still needed to be used properly; otherwise, they were just decorations.
Although the shockwave from the three's attack wasn't as powerful as Duan Yu's initial one, it was still astonishing to martial artists.
After the storm passed, a massive crater over a hundred meters wide appeared before everyone. The three had vanished completely from the ground. Duan Yu smiled, put his arm around Li Canghai, and with a flick of his wrist, stood suspended in mid- air
. With a wave of his right hand, Xiao Yuanshan and Qiao Feng reappeared on the ground. Both were now extremely haggard, but clearly neither was in mortal danger. "Father! Father!..." Murong Fu's anxious voice rang out. Murong Fu staggered to his feet and ran towards the crater. Qiao Feng's attack had knocked him unconscious, and he had only just regained consciousness when he saw this scene. "Father! Father... answer me..." Murong Fu's face was pale; he no longer possessed the dashing demeanor expected of the young master Murong. He jumped into the crater. A moment later, he leaped back up, carrying a person in his arms. That person was Murong Bo. At this moment, Murong Bo was in a sorry state, his face pale and bloodless, even his lips were tinged with purple. Murong Fu quickly placed Murong Bo on the ground, channeled his true energy, and struck Murong Bo with a palm, the light of his true energy enveloping both of them. As the true energy was channeled, Murong Bo's complexion began to regain its color. Seeing Murong Bo's expression, Murong Fu knew that his father was indeed not dead, and quickly increased the amount of true energy he was channeling. "Cough cough... Hahaha..." Xiao Yuanshan threw his head back and laughed loudly, his disheveled hair flying in the breeze, looking extremely ferocious. "Old thief Murong, you've finally met your match... cough cough cough..." Xiao Yuanshan laughed and coughed at the same time. "Father, please stop laughing, it will aggravate your injuries." Qiao Feng frowned slightly and said. "No... I want to laugh. I'm happy... More than thirty years! More than thirty years! Today I have finally avenged your mother. Hahaha... Hahaha!" Xiao Yuanshan's smile was so desolate. "So many years have passed, and I haven't taken good care of you. Feng'er, do you blame me?" Qiao Feng shook his head and said, "If it were me, I would have done the same as Father." "Good! Good! Cough cough cough..."

Xiao Yuanshan suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Father!"
Qiao Feng said worriedly.
"It's alright! The blood clot will go away. Don't worry, now that we've finally avenged ourselves, how could I just die like that?"
Xiao Yuanshan said.
"You'd better not laugh too much! With your current condition, it's not just your injuries that are affected, but also the hidden ailments inherent in your abilities."
Duan Yu said as he landed on the ground with Li Canghai.
"I didn't expect you to be so powerful!"
Xiao Yuanshan said proudly, looking at Duan Yu.
Duan Yu shook his head and said, "Originally, given my personality, I would never have let you go. But I'll let it go now. After all, you're my elder brother's father."
"Second brother!"
Qiao Feng said gratefully. He had spent some time with Duan Yu and understood his second brother's personality very well.
"Hehe... Brother Qiao, don't look at me like that. You know, I have no interest in men."
Duan Yu said with a wicked smile.
"Get lost!"
Qiao Feng said irritably. But in his heart, he was extremely grateful.
"Let me heal your injuries first."
Duan Yu said, waving his right hand and rapidly drawing two true essence talismans in the air.
"Go!"
With a soft shout, the two talismans entered the bodies of the two men. Their complexions instantly improved, turning from white to red almost without any significant transition.
Xiao Yuanshan's eyes flashed with a sharp light; what kind of skill was this? Qiao Feng's expression was equally astonished.
With the talismans entering his body, he could clearly feel that his depleted true energy had been completely restored, and his body had instantly returned to its peak condition.
"No matter what, this time I, Xiao Yuanshan, owe you something,"
Xiao Yuanshan said.
"There's no such thing as owing or not owing. Just like Brother Qiao said, if I were in your position, I wouldn't let anyone who disrupted my plans go unpunished either,"
Duan Yu said.
"This time, that old thief Murong is finished. With all his meridians severed, even if he regains consciousness, he'll be a cripple. Hahaha, this makes me happier than killing him,"
Xiao Yuanshan said with a laugh.
"Actually, you chose the wrong path. With your talent, if you had focused on martial arts, you could have transcended the limits of your physical body, cultivated the Golden Core Dao, and become an immortal. Then you would still have a chance to meet your wife. What good is taking revenge like this?"
Duan Yu said calmly.
"An immortal?"
Xiao Yuanshan looked at Duan Yu in shock. "Are you joking?!"
"Do I look like I'm joking?"
Duan Yu pursed his lips and didn't say anything more. "However, your wife has already been reincarnated. We don't even know who she will be in this life, so there's no need for you to meet her again."
"Reincarnation? Is all of this real? Does that mean I'm not without the possibility of meeting my wife again? I can still see her, even if it's just once more, I'll be content."
Xiao Yuanshan murmured.
Duan Yu shook his head and said to Qiao Feng, "Brother Qiao, I'm leaving now. I'll pass on a set of cultivation techniques to you. You must cultivate them diligently. Only when you become a Golden Core cultivator can we brothers truly fight side by side. Your brother here is in deep trouble, so I won't chat with you any longer. Goodbye!"
After Duan Yu finished speaking, he waved his right hand, sending a beam of light into Qiao Feng's body. Then, he vanished with Li Canghai in a flash.
The remaining crowd looked at each other in astonishment.
"Feng'er, it seems your brother has completely transcended the boundaries of mortals,"
Xiao Yuanshan murmured, looking at Qiao Feng.
Qiao Feng was also rapidly processing the massive amount of information in his mind. The overwhelming information shocked him. As he processed it, he quickly understood Duan Yu's current realm and also learned about his father's current physical condition and the hidden ailments of the Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts. "My brother is actually an immortal!"
Qiao Feng murmured.
"Amitabha Buddha, lay Buddhists, if there's nothing else, please descend the mountain. Shaolin Temple is about to close its gates. There won't be any Shaolin Temples for at least several hundred years,"
Xuanci announced loudly, reciting a Buddhist verse.
"Since that's the case, then Qiao Feng will take his leave."
Qiao Feng finished speaking and walked down the mountain with Xiao Yuanshan. Neither of them glanced at Murong Bo again.
They had already understood Murong Bo's physical condition during the battle; having withstood attacks from both of them simultaneously, Murong Bo's meridians were already severed.
On the other side, Murong Bo, standing before Murong Fu, finally opened his eyes, looking at Murong Fu with relief and saying, "Fu'er, I'll rely on you from now on. Your father is no longer able to help."
"Father… don't say that. Father still wants to lead me to restore the Great Yan Dynasty!"
Murong Fu said sadly.
“Fu’er, you understand your father’s current situation. Severed meridians are far more terrifying to me than death,”
Murong Bo murmured. “Alright, don’t waste any more energy. Let your father go.”
Murong Bo finished speaking and closed his eyes; the once-powerful hero had died.
“Father!…”
Murong Fu cried out.
“Amitabha, Elder Xiao has passed away. Murong Jushi, please accept this loss. Shaolin Temple is about to close its gates; please descend the mountain, Murong Jushi,”
Xuan Ci said, his hands clasped together.
“Hahahaha…”
Murong Fu laughed, a desolate laugh. He staggered to his feet and picked up Murong Bo.
“Young Master… cough cough cough… Master…”
Bao Butong and Feng Bo’e struggled to their feet. Duan Yu hadn’t killed the three; he had only suppressed them.
Murong Fu’s expression was somber; he continued laughing as he walked straight down the mountain.
"Old monks, you're being too heartless..."
Bao Butong said coldly.
"Layman Bao, it's not that we're heartless, but Shaolin Temple is about to close. Please leave the mountain,"
Xuanci said calmly.
"You... Shaolin Temple is unworthy of its reputation as a leading institution. Is this how you drive people away?"
Bao Butong said sneer.
"Layman Bao is right, indeed. Shaolin doesn't deserve those empty titles,"
Xuanci said calmly.
"Fine, fine, Shaolin can slowly become a tortoise,"
Bao Butong said sneer as he followed Murong Fu.
"Senior brother!"
Xuanmie said indignantly.
Xuanci shook his head and said, "Junior brother, say no more. Give the order: from now on, Shaolin Temple will close its gates and no longer receive any pilgrims. All Shaolin disciples are forbidden to leave the mountain. Also, inform the lay disciples that those who want to leave should leave now, otherwise they will not be able to leave the mountain."
"Senior brother! Won't Shaolin decline in this way?!"
The abbots exclaimed in shock.
"Listen to me, only in this way can we preserve the Shaolin lineage. Otherwise, we will inevitably be dragged into calamity,"
Xuanci said loudly.
"Amitabha!"
The abbots helplessly chanted a Buddhist verse and dispersed. They already knew that Shaolin was about to undergo reform. After this, it seemed that Shaolin was truly doomed to decline.
Watching the abbots leave, Xuanci looked up at the sky. "The world is changing! The world is about to change. Immortals! Immortals are no longer just legends... So what about Buddha? It seems that Buddha also exists. But what should I do?"
Xuanci shook his head again and left dejectedly. From Duan Yu's words, he had vaguely understood some things. Xuanci knew that his priority now was to quickly integrate all the knowledge in the Sutra Pavilion in his mind and teach the Shaolin monks a completely new way of cultivation.
From this day on, Shaolin was no longer just a martial arts sect; from this day on, Shaolin could be considered to have entered the path of cultivation. Duan Yu was completely unaware of all this.
At this moment, he was comfortably embracing Li Canghai!
"Duan Yu, you should let go of me now,"
Li Canghai said.
"No!"
Duan Yu said with a wicked grin.
"You… how could you do this?"
Li Canghai said, embarrassed and indignant.
"Hehe, who told you to be so beautiful, Senior Sister? Hehe, when Senior Brother Wuyazi went, he said he wanted me to take good care of you sisters. Now Xingyun and Qiushui are already my wives, and now only you are left,"
Duan Yu said.
"Hmph! I won't go with you. Who wants to be your wife? Let me go. Senior Brother is Senior Brother; he can't make decisions for me,"
Li Canghai said, her tone slightly angry.
"I don't care. Anyway, I've decided you're my wife. As the saying goes, the eldest brother is like a father; how can you not listen to your senior brother?"
Duan Yu grinned wickedly.
"You… Senior Brother Wuyazi isn't my real brother; you can't say things like that,"
Li Canghai pouted.
"Who says you can't say that? Well, you should listen to your sister, right? Hehe, your sister has already promised me! She'll marry you to me!"
Duan Yu said.
"Impossible, impossible... absolutely impossible. My sister would never do that. Of course, she and Senior Sister Xingyun hurt each other because of jealousy, but how could she possibly agree to several women sharing one husband?"
Li Canghai stared at Duan Yu with disbelief in his eyes.
"How can it be impossible? Everything I said is the truth. It's all about personal charm. Your sister and Xingyun's relationship is incredibly good now. I've restored her appearance, and I've also resolved Xingyun's hidden ailment. So, just obediently agree to my proposal."
Duan Yu said with a smile.
"Anyway, I just don't believe you. Let go of me! What kind of behavior is it to hug someone like this?"
Li Canghai said indignantly.
"Don't you feel comfortable holding me, Senior Sister? After so many years of loneliness, suddenly having a strong embrace to warm you, don't you feel comforted? Although I admit I'm a bit of a flirt, Senior Sister, I absolutely cherish my women."
Duan Yu smiled, then deliberately brought his nose close to Li Canghai's face to sniff, making Li Canghai blush. Li Canghai had never encountered such blatant teasing before.
"You..."
"I, what's wrong with me? Senior Sister, let's go buy some women's clothes later. This monk's robe is really terrible. Look at you, wearing this monk's robe is incredibly tacky, and it greatly diminishes your appearance. To be honest, your outfit is far inferior to your sisters'."
Duan Yu said with a smile.
"What do you care what I wear? Humph, so what if it diminishes my appearance? I'm not dressed specifically for you."
Li Canghai pouted and said coldly. In her heart, she wondered if she really looked bad in this outfit, and how long it had been since she had worn women's clothes. "I wonder what I'll look like now." Li Canghai felt a sliver of anticipation. "I'll definitely give this bad guy a big surprise, hmph!"
Seeing Li Canghai's expression, Duan Yu's lips curled into a wicked smile. What woman doesn't love beauty? Although Li Canghai had been wearing a monk's robe while hiding in the Sutra Pavilion, Duan Yu could tell from the faint fragrance emanating from her that she was actually secretly dressing up. Otherwise, she wouldn't have used flower petals specifically for bathing. These flower petals smelled like a hundred flowers. Underneath this fragrance was a faint, delicate scent, undoubtedly Li Canghai's natural body odor.
"How did you learn these skills? Although the martial arts of my Free and Unfettered Sect are powerful, we don't have these cultivation methods,"
Li Canghai asked.
"I still can't tell you now!"
Duan Yu said with a smile.
"Hmph, I don't care if you don't tell me."
Li Canghai said, then shut her mouth.
Seeing the angry Li Canghai, Duan Yu smiled, "Senior Sister, look."
"I won't look!"
Li Canghai snorted coldly.
"Really not going to look...hehe..."
Duan Yu chuckled mischievously. His right hand moved in the air, drawing shapes. The distant clouds gathered with his movements. Soon, a peculiar pattern appeared in the sky. A pattern of Li Canghai, composed of clouds, appeared, dressed in a white wedding gown with ribbons flowing behind her, looking incredibly alluring.
Li Canghai hadn't intended to look, but Duan Yu's mischievous grin made her unable to resist looking up. When she saw herself made of clouds
, she was dumbfounded. Was she really that alluring in that dress? What kind of dress was that? She had never seen it before. Duan Yu's hand continued moving, refining the cloud sculpture of Li Canghai. He started with white clouds, then began controlling multicolored clouds. A seven-colored rainbow appeared, and Li Canghai stood quietly beside the Rainbow Bridge.
"Hehe!"
Duan Yu suddenly chuckled mischievously. Another cloud sculpture had been created, this time depicting himself in a modern suit.
When another statue appeared, and seeing that the two statues were clearly dressed in matching outfits, Li Canghai understood the meaning, even though she didn't understand the style of the clothes. Her pretty face flushed.
Li Canghai took a breath, but her beautiful eyes never left the two statues. Under Duan Yu's control, his own statue gentlemanly approached Li Canghai's statue and gently took her hand. Duan Yu waved his hand again, using various spells to create a strange background image. Under Duan Yu's control, the two statues actually danced a waltz.
After the waltz, the two statues suddenly gazed at each other affectionately, and then Duan Yu's statue gently kissed her. Li Canghai's face turned even redder at this sight. Her heart was completely stirred at this moment. She was like a girl waiting for a kiss, filled with anticipation and conflicted emotions.
Suddenly, Li Canghai's beautiful eyes widened as the scene that had unfolded before the statue outside now appeared vividly on her own body. Duan Yu was kissing her on the lips. After a slight struggle, Li Canghai murmured something and fell into Duan Yu's domineering and passionate kiss.
Duan Yu's eyes were filled with laughter as he glanced at the sky. Suddenly, Duan Yu waved his hand and used a restraining technique combining Buddhist and Baopuzi teachings. Several restraining talismans drawn with true energy appeared in the air.
Now that he knew of the existence of the Heavenly Court, Duan Yu certainly wouldn't allow them to observe freely; he had to be careful.
These restraining talismans were specifically designed to prevent them from spying on him.
As Duan Yu kissed her, his hands also roamed over Li Canghai's body. Even without Duan Yu's conscious control, she wasn't afraid of falling from the sky. Because at this moment, there was a cloud beneath their feet.
The cloud-riding technique possessed by immortals! It just so happened that it was also described in the Baopuzi teachings.
As Duan Yu's hands moved, Li Canghai already knew what Duan Yu wanted to do. She immediately tried to resist, as it was all happening too fast. But all her efforts seemed futile. Under Duan Yu's kiss, her body quickly went limp, utterly powerless to resist. She was completely immersed in an infinitely wonderful sensation.
Her clothes gradually came off, and Li Canghai could only accept it with a mixture of fear and anticipation. When that firm member pressed against her softness, Li Canghai's cheeks flushed crimson.
That enormous thing broke through her defenses, penetrating to the very bottom. With a soft cry and a seductive moan, Li Canghai bid farewell to her girlhood. The transformation from girl to woman was swift. The tidal wave of pleasure assaulted her, and Li Canghai could no longer suppress her emotions, involuntarily letting out seductive moans from her throat.
"Ah..."
Li Canghai's pretty face instantly blushed like the rising sun, her beautiful face flushed with shyness, her bright and delicate lips hesitant to speak, and Li Canghai lowered her head deeply, not daring to look up.
Her delicate breasts changed shape constantly in Duan Yu's hands.
Li Canghai blushed as she watched Duan Yu frantically thrusting on top of her. The rhythmic, wet sounds of his thrusts accompanied each stroke. The pain was gradually replaced by another sensation. Each thrust brought Zhen Ruyu a moment of emptiness, then a moment of fullness. The emptiness felt like falling into an abyss, desperately grasping at a straw. The fullness felt like her buttocks were being torn apart, a throbbing, excruciating pain. Each withdrawal brought an indescribable, unbearable tingling. Each thrust dispelled this tingling, bringing a fleeting moment of satisfaction. Li Canghai found this alternating emptiness and fullness, tingling and satisfaction increasingly unbearable. She tried to lift her buttocks to meet him, only to fall back down in despair. Tears still clung to her eyes, her brows, furrowed in pain, tightened even more from another kind of pain, another kind of pleasurable pain, causing two streams of tears to fall. Zhen Li Canghai opened her cherry-like mouth, her fragrant tongue half-protruding, licking her lips. Her eyes were languid, her breath sweet as orchids, and her seductive moans, rising and falling, grew increasingly chaotic: "Ah, ah, ah, oh, oh, ah, be gentle, oh, I can't take it. Ouch, oh, don't stop."
Suddenly, she felt a tremor run through her body, a cool liquid pouring from the depths of her opening onto that enormous thing, like a warm, sharp sword piercing back into the depths of her paradise. She hurriedly used the last of her strength to tightly wrap her long legs around Duan Yu's waist, raising her fragrant buttocks high. At the same time, she gripped her already disheveled hair tightly with both hands. She didn't know how much time had passed before the trembling slowly subsided. She let out a long breath, revealing a smile of utter satisfaction. Suddenly, she felt that enormous thing, still inside her, wriggle and begin a new thrust. With her alluring eyes slightly open, Li Canghai saw Duan Yu already holding her snow-white thighs, which were tightly wrapped around his waist, and swaying his muscular body. Li Canghai was instantly terrified, her soul leaving her body, and she closed her eyes in despair.
The sounds of thrusting and Li Canghai's fluctuating, intoxicating moans echoed through the sky.
"Ah...ah...ah...uh...uh...ah...ah...ah...ah...uh...uh...ah...ah...ah...uh...uh...ah...ah...ah...uh...uh...ah...ah...ah...uh...uh...ah...ah...ah...uh...uh...uh...ah...ah...ah...uh...uh...uh...ah...ah...ah...uh...uh...uh...ah...ah...ah...uh...uh...uh...uh...ah...ah...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...ah..."
Soon, the fluctuating, intoxicating moans returned. The suffocating awkwardness returned to the outer room.
Duan Yu repeatedly carried Li Canghai to the highest peaks, then helplessly threw her down. She felt her blood boiling, so boiling it felt like it would burst through her thin, delicate skin, yet suddenly she began to tremble uncontrollably for no apparent reason, even though the room was warm and cozy. Several times she felt herself sinking rapidly, sinking deeper and deeper, with no end in sight, desperately trying to grasp at even the smallest straw, her heart screaming, "I can't take it anymore, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"
Duan Yu would suddenly thrust her upwards, bringing her back to life.
In the end, she didn't know how many times she had died and how many times she had come back to life. But that feeling of wanting to die but being unable to, wanting to live but being unable to, was etched into her very being, etched into her very being. That trembling she had never experienced before drained every drop of energy from her skin. The nameless fire within her burned her as if she would be incinerated at any moment.
"He's gone mad, he's gone mad. He's going to kill me, he's going to kill me,"
she thought desperately, yet she was powerless and unwilling to push him away. That wonderful feeling was simply too intoxicating.
"Mmm...mmm, a little gentler...ah—ah...ah—gentle, gentler...please, a little gentler...mmm...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...mmm...ah..."
Under Duan Yu's vigorous, relentless, and all-out thrusting, the beautiful and shy Li Canghai cried out softly and moaned shyly. Stimulated by the intense, soul-stirring pleasure, she endured the lingering pain of her first time, shyly and timidly yielding and yielding to his advances.
(Recommended: Dao Zi's *The World of Beauty and Romance*) Such intimate lovemaking was a first for Duan Yu, and the sensations were absolutely thrilling. For Li Canghai, it was equally exquisite. However, she also felt a touch of resentment, never expecting her first time to be taken under such circumstances. After putting on her monk's robe, Li Canghai gazed at Duan Yu with a melancholy look.

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