Linfeng Kuaiyi Tower

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It was the dead of winter, and the shores of Dongting Lake were barren, withered and desolate. A strong wind blew all night, and the next morning a heavy snowfall blanketed the land. Birds were nowhere to be seen, and no one was to be found.
Beside the main road by the lake stood a tavern. The waiter stood at the entrance, gazing at the snow and muttering to himself, "Looks like there won't be any customers today." Just then, he heard the sound of footsteps in the snow from the east. Looking up, he saw a burly man wearing a straw hat and a raincoat, striding alone against the wind and snow, exuding a sense of grandeur and boldness. This man was robust, with a thick beard that hadn't been shaved for days, each hair standing on end like steel needles, and a weathered, melancholic air about him…

The man reached the tavern, looked up at the sign "Linfeng Kuaiyi Lou" (meaning "Tavern of Pleasant Breeze"), and exclaimed, "What a fine name!" He then stepped into the tavern. The waiter approached the guest solicitously, removing his straw hat and raincoat and brushing the snow off his clothes. The burly man sat down at a table near the window and turned to the waiter, saying, "Slice two catties of cooked beef, and pour as much wine as you like." The waiter responded and hurried to the kitchen to prepare.
A moment later, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the restaurant. The burly man turned to look and saw six imposing men enter. Upon seeing the six, the restaurant owner immediately greeted them with a beaming smile. The leader, a red-faced man, said, "Oh, it's Shi Hou San. Go ahead and get busy. We'll make ourselves at home; the waiters will take care of us." These six men were none other than the Seven Stars of the Iron-Clad Gang, renowned throughout the Hunan and Guangdong regions. Although the restaurant owner was not a member of the martial arts world, he had a wide circle of acquaintances and thus knew these men.

The Iron-Clad Seven Stars' rise to fame was relatively recent. It's said that five years ago, seven martial arts heroes, sharing similar ideals, swore brotherhood and formed the Iron-Clad Gang. Four years prior, the Yangtze River Gang, one of the three major gangs in the martial arts world, clashed with the Iron-Clad Gang due to conflicting interests. At that time, the Iron-Clad Gang was newly established and far inferior to the Yangtze River Gang in terms of manpower and resources. Everyone in the martial arts world believed the Iron-Clad Gang was doomed. Unexpectedly, the Iron-Clad Seven Stars, leading seventeen of their best fighters, conquered five halls and thirteen strongholds of the Yangtze River Gang. In a single day and night, they annihilated this once-powerful gang! However, the Iron-Clad Gang paid a heavy price in that battle: all seventeen of their best fighters perished, and the strongest of the Seven Stars, the third brother Song Wuliu, fell into the raging Yangtze River and remains missing to this day. It seems he too is doomed. Song Wuliu played a crucial role in the Seven Stars' annihilation of the Yangtze River Gang. Song Wuliu, along with the eldest brother Shi Fangqing and the second brother Mu Gongyan, were all fellow disciples who studied martial arts under the same master. Although Song Wuliu was the youngest and joined the sect the latest, his martial arts aptitude far surpassed the other two, and his comprehension was exceptionally high. He not only mastered his sect's martial arts but also created his own "Peak Turning Point" fist and "Soaring Sky Divine Slash." Three of the five hall masters of the Yangtze River Gang perished under the incredibly powerful "Soaring Sky Divine Slash." Later, on the Yangtze River Gang's main ship, Song Wuliu fought alone against the gang leader "Turning Clouds and Overturning Rain" Zhu Ying and the four top masters of the Yangtze River Gang known as "Riding a Tiger, Difficult to Dismount." In the end, Song Wuliu killed Wang Xiaonan and Li Xia with the Vajra Subduing Demon Fist, and with the "Peak Turning Point" fist, he beat the eldest of the four masters, Li Tieqi, and the second eldest, Wang Hu, to death, vomiting blood. He severely injured Zhu Ying with the "Soaring Sky Divine Slash." Unexpectedly, taking advantage of Song Wuliu's overjoyed state and carelessness, Zhu Ying grabbed him and they both fell into the surging river.

This battle shocked the entire martial arts world, greatly enhancing the Ironclad Gang's reputation and rapidly expanding its power. The Iron-Clad Seven Stars, having expanded their power, each guarded their own territory, rarely having the opportunity to meet. It was truly surprising that all six of them had come to this small tavern. The owner, watching them go upstairs, muttered to himself, "What earth-shattering event is about to occur in the martial world?"

The six sat down at three tables, subtly surrounding the burly man. The burly man arrogantly glanced at them, then turned to gaze at the distant lake and snow-covered landscape outside the window, refusing to look at them again. The six men frequently glanced towards the door, as if waiting for someone. The

burly man's eyes were fixed on the distant scenery, but his thoughts had already drifted back to a month ago: It was the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. I had caught a slight cold and rested in my room as soon as it got dark. After sleeping for about half an hour, I suddenly heard a woman's cries faintly carried on the cold wind. I hurriedly put on my clothes and went outside. The cries grew increasingly shrill, and judging from the direction they came from, it was the room of the gang leader's wife, Li Ning. I was taken aback and hurried to Li Ning's room. Peeking through the crack in the window, I saw Li Ning lying naked on the bed. The pale moonlight shone on her snow-white, translucent skin, creating a soft halo. One bare thigh dangled from the edge of the bed, clearly stripped naked, but a piece of clothing haphazardly covered her body, barely concealing her private parts. Her two breasts, as white as frost, were half-hidden, the rosy nipples appearing even more alluring against the contrast of her fair skin. The whiteness seemed even whiter, the pink even pinker. It stirred a contradictory impulse within me: an immediate urge to rush forward and fondle them, yet a fear of damaging those delicate breasts! Li Ning

was once known as one of the Four Beauties of the Martial Arts World. I was one of her suitors back then. Although she is now nearing thirty, her cheeks are still as smooth as lychees, her nose as delicate as swan's down. She still retains her former charm, now possessing a mature and alluring beauty. It even stirred within me a burning desire to bury myself in it! Upon seeing it, I blushed and my heart raced, and I turned to leave.

But a glance later, I was completely stunned! Li Ning was not only naked, but her hands and feet were bound! She was straddled the bed! Someone

was trying to rape Li Ning!

Just then, a fat, masked man in black walked over from the east. He was holding a cucumber, and secretly smeared some unknown powder on it.

He lewdly grinned at Li Ning and said, "Haha, I didn't find anything else, but I did find a cucumber. I'll treat you to a cucumber!"

Li Ning said, "No, I just had dinner!"

The man in black chuckled, "I'm treating you to cucumber!"

He waved the large cucumber in his hand.

Li Ning was terrified: "No! I don't want to!"

The man in black chuckled and said, "That's not up to you~" He stepped forward and roughly removed the clothes that barely covered her body! Those snow-white, alluring thighs shone even brighter under the light. The mysterious pubic hair between her thighs was also fully exposed!

I felt all the blood rush to my head, and I felt dizzy.

The masked man in black half-squatted down, gently stroking Li Ning's vulva between her legs, then parted all her pubic hair, even lifting one labia, immediately exposing the woman's most private pink valley to the air! Then the man in black gently rubbed a cucumber against Li Ning's slightly raised vulva, seemingly intending to insert it into her.

Li Ning pleaded, "This cucumber is too thick and too long, you...you really want to...insert it into me...could you use a thinner one?"

This cucumber was indeed very thick, as thick as a child's arm at its thickest point, and about a foot and a half long.

The man in black said lewdly, "Since you've already brought it, changing is too much trouble! Use this one!"

He then used his hand to pry open her labia, inserting one end of the cucumber about half an inch inside!

Li Ning's face showed a look of terror as she said, "No! No! You'll ruin my private parts!" The cucumber slowly went in three inches, and it got thicker as it went in. Li Ning curled up in pain, pleading, "I was wrong! I shouldn't have resisted. If you want to play with me, then play with me. You...you put your penis in!"
I was even more stunned! My goddess, that proud beauty among the Four Beauties of the Martial Arts World, was actually begging someone to put a penis inside her! This couldn't be real! It was an illusion!

But the man in black ignored her, and instead, with a flick of his wrist, the entire cucumber thrust forward, half of it inserted!

Li Ning screamed, her two snow-white thighs trembling uncontrollably. The man in black continued to thrust the cucumber in and out.

"Ah...oh...ah...ah..." Li Ning moaned softly, unable to distinguish between pain and pleasure. Or perhaps both.

After thrusting for a while, the entire cucumber was glistening with the clear, fragrant fluid from Li Ning's lower body. Sticky and slippery, it flowed down the cucumber. The entire room was filled with a light, seductive, and alluring scent of her body, along with the unique aroma of her vagina. The man in black thrust faster and faster. Li Ning bit her lip in frustration, seemingly enjoying it yet also enduring it.

The man in black thrust with one hand while gently caressing her nipple with the other. Her pink nipple slowly hardened and swelled! Her snow-white breasts and neck flushed red! Her pale areolas were fully erect!

The man in black's eyes gleamed, and he lowered his head, gently licking the pink vulva below Li Ning's mons pubis with the tip of his tongue. Li Ning seemed to be suddenly electrocuted, her whole body trembling. The man in black skillfully parted the petals with his tongue, revealing the smooth, alluring little pearl hidden at the tip, and that little pearl slowly grew larger. Li Ning bit her lower lip tightly, trying to suppress a moan! Clearly, the powder on the cucumber was starting to work.

A blush rose to her rosy cheeks, making her even more breathtakingly beautiful! Her legs involuntarily lifted, trembling slightly, her delicate feet arching, her slender toes curling tightly together.
The man in black teased the clitoris between Li Ning's legs with his tongue, lightly and quickly, and with each lick, Li Ning's whole body convulsed violently. With each convulsion, her snow-white breasts rippled alluringly. The man in black's tongue moved faster and faster. Li Ning's reaction grew stronger and stronger. Although she bit her lip tightly, a languid moan still escaped her delicate nose!

"Ah—" Suddenly, Li Ning let out a cry of ecstasy!

It turned out that the man in black had inserted the entire one-and-a-half-foot cucumber into Li Ning's lower body.

Li Ning's whole body began to convulse violently! She had clearly reached orgasm!

Then, the man in black abruptly pulled the cucumber out completely!

The soft, smooth cucumber, with its bumpy, pockmarked surface, rubbed rapidly against Li Ning's vagina. The instantaneous sensation sent Li Ning into a semi-conscious state. As the cucumber was pulled out, a gush of clear fluid suddenly spurted from her vagina, splashing the black-clad man's face!

The black-clad man licked it, lewdly unzipped his pants, and pulled out his dark, engorged penis. He then gently rubbed the glans against Li Ning's vulva, and Li Ning's expression didn't seem to resist; rather, she seemed to anticipate the deep penetration of that dark penis!

I finally snapped out of my shock! Enraged

, I kicked open the door and stormed in. The masked man panicked and tried to run, but Li Ning grabbed him with her left hand, preventing him from escaping. In desperation, the man pulled out a dagger and plunged it into Li Ning's lower abdomen! Li Ning let out a sharp, piercing scream, curling up in pain, clutching her wound. The black-clad man seized the opportunity to escape. The man was fat, but incredibly agile. I was both shocked and furious, wanting to chase after him, but seeing Li Ning's severe injuries, I had to abandon him and bend down to examine her wounds. The dagger was embedded about two inches below her navel, the entire blade reaching the hilt—a vital acupoint for the dantian. Blood gushed from her fingers. Her lower abdomen was covered in blood. I knew she was beyond saving.

Li Ning gripped my clothes tightly, her voice trembling, "Don't...leave...me...save...me." Her beautiful eyes, filled with tears, looked at me helplessly. I felt a sharp pain in my heart, wanting to comfort her but unable to find the words, only staring blankly at her.

Li Ning convulsed violently a few times, her eyes gradually losing their light.

She was dead!

Suddenly, a series of hurried, chaotic footsteps came from all around. I thought, how could Li Ning be seen naked like this? So I quickly pulled the blanket over her. With a loud bang, the door was kicked open. I turned around and saw five or six people rushing in. In the dim moonlight, I could see that the leader was none other than Huang Shengtian, the gang leader. To his left were Li Xiaolei, the leader of the Iron Sword Gang, and Tang Zhenzhong, the leader of the Two Lakes Gang, who had been invited to visit our gang. To his right were An Jiuru, the head of the Tai Chi Sect, and Li Tianxin, our gang's strategist, "Infallible." As soon as Huang Shengtian entered, he roared, "You, Liu Yan! I treated you like a brother, trusted you, and promoted you. Yet you raped and murdered my wife. I swear I will not rest until I kill you today!" I quickly defended myself and explained what had happened. Li Xiaolei sneered, "We rushed over as soon as we heard the shouts, but we didn't see anyone run away!" Tang Zhenzhong roared, "This is a stronghold of the Righteous Qi Gang, heavily guarded. Outsiders can't get in at all! Humph! You've done such a despicable thing and you still want to deny it!" An Jiuru remained silent, just watching coldly, her face expressionless. Li Tianxin stopped the furious Huang Gang leader, saying, "Wait a minute, I don't think Vice Gang Leader Liu is that kind of person. Maybe it's just a misunderstanding." At this moment, someone brought in a torch, and the room was instantly brightened. Huang Gang leader pointed at my clothes and angrily said, "Bullshit! Look at him!" I looked down and saw that because I had gotten up in a hurry, my clothes were disheveled, and what was worse, there was a bloody handprint left where Li Ning had pulled the hem of my clothes! Moreover, such a stimulating scene would have aroused any normal man! My penis was hard!

I knew that no matter how I explained, no one would believe me. In this situation, it was not only that others wouldn't believe me. Even I wouldn't believe it! Only by capturing the real culprit in the future can my name be cleared. Staying here now only leads to death. So I forced my way out of the main headquarters and escaped.

Who is the real culprit? Judging from that person's agility, there is no one else in the main headquarters besides the gang leader Huang Shengtian. And he can't be the murderer. So the three most suspicious people are the three guests: Tang Zhenzhong, Li Xiaolei, and An Jiuru.

Li Xiaolei is thirty-two years old, intelligent and meticulous. His father, Li Tiannan, was once defeated by me in a martial arts competition. Tang Zhenzhong is forty-six years old, straightforward and bold, and has a good reputation in the martial arts world. However, his grand-nephew was one of the four hall masters in the gang, but his martial arts were crippled by me for violating the gang rules. An Jiuru is fifty-five years old, cunning, and was struck by me in a martial arts competition years ago. I heard that he was bedridden for half a year before recovering. All three of them have had direct or indirect conflicts with me. There is a possibility that they deliberately framed me. Suddenly, Liu Yan's heart skipped a beat: "There's a huge flaw in this; could the murderer be...?"

Abruptly, a high-pitched, long howl echoed from several miles away, interrupting Liu Yan's thoughts. The howl was like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger, continuous and powerful, extremely domineering. Even from several miles away, it still caused the bowls and

chopsticks on the table to tremble slightly. Moreover, the person who uttered the howl was incredibly fast; in a few breaths, the howl had reached the hotel entrance! The howl then ceased. A large, stout monk, about fifty years old, carrying a coffin in his left hand, walked in from outside. Liu Yan couldn't help but secretly admire

him: What profound internal strength! What swift footwork! The monk carried the coffin upstairs. The monk was already extremely heavy, and the coffin, dark and heavy, was made of sandalwood, also extremely heavy. The stairs creaked and groaned under his weight, as if they were about to break. The other guests, seeing that this wasn't the right way, hurriedly paid their bills and left. Upon seeing the monk, the Seven Stars of Iron Armor addressed him as "Uncle-Master" and immediately rose to greet him with utmost respect. The monk nodded slightly, placed the coffin aside, and approached Liu Yan, asking, "Are you Liu Yan, benefactor?" Liu Yan carefully examined him, noting that the monk was of medium height, with a round face, large ears, a straight nose, a square mouth, and piercing eyes, exuding a powerful aura. Though not particularly tall, his mere presence commanded a strong sense of authority. A thought flashed through Liu Yan's mind, and he quickly rose, solemnly replying, "I am indeed Liu Yan." After a pause, he added, "Judging from your bearing and appearance, you must be the Master of Abstinence from Killing."
Master Jiesha claimed he dared not, and sat down opposite Liu Yan. He then shouted loudly downstairs, "Waiter, bring me a large bowl." The waiter had long since disappeared. Seeing no one answer, Master Jiesha grew impatient. He turned and saw an empty tin pot on the table. He reached out and picked it up, held it in his hand for a moment, and then, with a moment of concentration, kneaded the tin pot into a ball as if it were dough! He then kneaded it a few more times and shaped it into a tin bowl. Liu Yan praised, "Master, your 'Sun-Melting Gold' internal strength is indeed formidable." Master Jiesha laughed, "You flatter me." He then poured a full bowl of wine and said, "Twelve years ago, the Five Ghosts of Shaanxi wreaked havoc on the martial world. However, due to their superior martial arts and cunning, the martial arts community had repeatedly tried to subdue them without success. You were only seventeen years old at the time, yet you ventured alone into their lair, first devising a plan to make the Five Ghosts kill each other, then pursuing them for thousands of miles, fighting fiercely in the desert, and killing the leader of the Five Ghosts, Lu Feilong. If we consider that your martial arts at the time were no match for the Five Ghosts, it is precisely because of this that I admire your wisdom, courage, and chivalry even more." After speaking, he raised his bowl and toasted Liu Yan with a bowl of wine. After setting down his bowl, he poured another full bowl of wine and continued, "Three years ago, your friend Li Liehuo mistakenly trespassed into the forbidden area of the Hundred Herbs Sect and was captured. Upon hearing this from afar, you rushed to the Hundred Herbs Sect for two days and two nights without sleep. However, the sect leader, Dugu, refused to release Li Liehuo due to the sect's long-standing rules. You generously followed the sect's rules and took the Five Poisons Soul-Destroying Powder for your friend. This Five Poisons Soul-Destroying Powder is said to be extremely poisonous; although it doesn't kill immediately, its effects are so severe that one feels as if they are dying, and even the Hundred Herbs Sect has no antidote. At that time, I heard about it in Jiangnan and marveled at the existence of such an extraordinary man in the world, and I longed to befriend you. However, I was always preoccupied with worldly affairs and had no opportunity. But since then, I have considered you my friend." After speaking, he toasted Liu Yan with another bowl of wine. The two finished drinking and put down their bowls. Master Jiesha sighed sadly, "What a pity, what a pity! It seems even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman, but you..." Before he could finish, Liu Yan immediately straightened up and said, "Master, you misunderstand." He then recounted the events of that night in detail.

Unexpectedly, Master Jiesha flew into a rage upon hearing this, saying, "A true man stands tall and upright, and should dare to take responsibility for any wrongdoing! Are Li Xiaolei, Tang Zhenzhong, An Jiuru, and your gang leader Huang, all renowned figures in the martial arts world, framing you?!" Liu Yan, already depressed and agitated from days of unjust treatment, felt his grief and indignation surge even more intensely upon hearing this, and burst into loud laughter, causing dust to fall from the roof! Liu Yan then stood up and said, "I didn't expect Master Jiesha to be such a follower, unable to distinguish right from wrong! You've come to take my life, haven't you? Enough talk, let's settle this with our fists." Master Jiesha flew into a rage, kicking over the table and saying, "Considering you're a hero, I've prepared a fine coffin for you. Just accept your death!" He then took a half-step forward, unleashing a "Weituo Offering the Pestle" strike towards Liu Yan's chest.

Master Jiesha had mastered this Vajra Demon-Slaying Fist for thirty years, and coupled with his diligence and talent, this style of fist had reached its pinnacle. Liu Yan saw that although the fist wasn't swift, its power enveloped an area of about ten feet around him! A chill ran down his spine, and he quickly raised his palm to meet it. Their fists and palms collided; Master Jiesha swayed slightly, while Liu Yan retreated two steps. Master Jiesha possessed profound internal strength, making him arguably the foremost master of the Tantric school, renowned for his fist techniques. Liu Yan, known as the Lightning Sword, was also a formidable swordsman, always employing the sword in combat. Master Jiesha said, "I know you excel in swordsmanship, draw your sword! You are no match for me in fist techniques!"

Liu Yan arrogantly replied, "Not necessarily." With that, he unleashed a "Sweeping Thousands of Troops" move, pressing towards Master Jiesha's center. This "Sweeping Thousands of Troops" was originally a widely circulated marching fist technique in the army at the time. Every soldier knew it, and even ordinary farmers often possessed a few moves. Therefore, Master Jiesha initially underestimated him, but he immediately realized his mistake! This seemingly ordinary move, when executed by Liu Yan, possessed immense power. This punch seemed to carry the momentum of a thousand troops, suffocating the opponent's spirit, yet it was also steady, solid, and impenetrable. He displayed the exquisite beauty of the "Sweeping Thousands of Troops" move to its fullest extent.

Master Jiesha was also familiar with this style of boxing, but he hadn't expected it to be so powerful, and couldn't help but exclaim "Good!" He quickly countered with his Vajra Demon-Slaying Fist. The two fought back and forth for forty or fifty rounds without a clear victor. Although Master Jiesha was familiar with this style of boxing, Liu Yan used it without any warning, and by the time he unleashed it, he had already closed in on Master Jiesha, giving him no time to think of a countermeasure. Master Jiesha's Vajra Demon-Slaying Fist was also exquisite and perfectly natural, with each punch and kick possessing the power to shatter stone. It was not easy for Liu Yan to defeat him.

They fought for another twenty or thirty rounds and were still evenly matched. The two admired each other and couldn't help but feel a sense of mutual respect. Both of them used a powerful and expansive style of boxing. Every time their fists and feet clashed, energy overflowed. Iron-Clad Seven Stars were forced to retreat to the four corners by the energy, and even felt that they could not breathe properly! Only the fifth brother, Li Taibei, with his profound internal strength, remained standing in place without moving an inch. As the fight reached its climax, Liu Yan noticed a tiny opening in Master Jiesha's left ribs as he threw a punch. In a contest between masters, such opportunities are fleeting. He quickly blocked Master Jiesha's punch with his left hand and struck at his left ribs with his right! Unexpectedly, this was precisely the opening Master Jiesha had deliberately created. He simply shifted his body to the side, tucking in his chest and abdomen, and Liu Yan's right palm missed his left ribs by mere inches. Master Jiesha seized the opportunity and threw a right punch at Liu Yan's chest. At this moment, Liu Yan's left hand was blocked by Master Jiesha, and his right punch was immobilized, leaving him no time to change his move or retreat. Master Jiesha was overjoyed at the thought that his right fist was about to strike Liu Yan, but Liu Yan suddenly changed his right hand from a palm to a finger, his ring finger and thumb interlocking, and flicked a sharp finger strike towards Master Jiesha's acupoint below his ribs!
Acupressure strikes in mid-air require not only extremely profound internal strength but also mastery of finger techniques. Liu Yan's hasty strike was unlikely to be effective, but the distance between his right hand and Master Jiesha's left flank was only a few inches, and the change from palm to finger further shortened the distance. Therefore, although the mid-air strike could not seal Master Jiesha's acupressure point, it did cause half of his body to go numb, and his fist strikes slowed down. Seeing the critical situation, Li Taibei, the fifth of the Iron-Clad Seven Stars, drew his sword and slashed at Liu Yan's shoulder. Liu Yan sneered and leaped backward out of the circle. Master Jiesha was furious, his face darkening. He snatched Li Taibei's single-edged sword, broke it in two, and threw it on the ground, saying sternly to him, "I always fight fairly. All of you, go out and wait for me in the town ahead!" The Iron-Clad Seven Stars hesitated for a moment, then turned and left. Master Jiesha said to Liu Yan, "Let's fight again."

The two exchanged another hundred or so moves. The tavern, already flimsy, creaked and groaned after their fierce battle, seemingly on the verge of collapse. They decided to fight in the open space outside.

Despite the prolonged fight, Master Jiesha showed no signs of fatigue; in fact, his spirits seemed to rise. Suddenly, Master Jiesha roared, causing Liu Yan's head to throb slightly. In that moment of distraction, Master Jiesha had seized a vital point. Despite being subdued, Liu Yan remained calm and even praised, "What a magnificent Lion's Roar!" Master Jiesha released Liu Yan, saying, "Now

we're even. If we fight again, I won't show mercy. Be careful!" The two exchanged blows again, both extremely cautious, each guarding their own defenses. For a time, neither could gain the upper hand. They exchanged another two hundred or so moves. Master Jiesha didn't throw a single punch, but instead muttered scriptures as he circled Liu Yan rapidly. The monk's robe billowed like a sail filled with wind. A faint golden light emanated from his face! Liu Yan's heart skipped a beat, thinking to himself, "Could this be the 'Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage,' the foremost of the three great arts of Tantric Buddhism?!" The

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage" was created by the second patriarch of Tantric Buddhism. It was passed down through nine generations and over three thousand people, but only five truly mastered it. It is said that to master this skill, one must not only have exceptional martial arts talent but also be proficient in Buddhist teachings and possess a compassionate heart to help and save all beings.

Suddenly, Master Jiesha walked faster and faster, his face turning completely red as he muttered a low "Om—". Liu Yan felt his heart leap. Then, Master Jiesha's face turned pale as he uttered a "Ra—" and Liu Yan felt a sharp pain in his liver! Liu Yan was greatly shocked: "This is the six-syllable mantra of Tantric Buddhism, 'Om Ra Mi Pa Mi Hum'!"

While the "Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage" technique is a single move, it contains profound principles of Tantric martial arts. It takes a unique approach, reciting the six-syllable mantra using specific frequency waves to resonate with the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, and body. This stimulates the potential of the reciter's internal organs and body, temporarily boosting their power. The listener's internal organs, under the influence of this stimulation, suffer damage ranging from minor to fatal. The heart belongs to fire and its color is red; the liver belongs to wood and its color is green; the spleen belongs to earth and its color is yellow; the lungs belong to metal and their color is white; the kidneys belong to water and their color is black. Therefore, the Master of Abstinence from Killing's complexion constantly changes as he recites the six syllables. It is said that at the highest level of practice, one returns to simplicity and authenticity, and no unusual phenomena occur when reciting the six syllables.

Master Jiesha (戒杀), having become a monk at a young age, was named so by his master, who sensed a murderous aura about him and knew his bloodlust was excessive. The master hoped Buddhism could temper this. However, Master Jiesha remained fiery and filled with hatred for evil. Because of his lack of compassion and forgiveness, he could only reach the fifth level of the Ten Thousand Buddhas' Pilgrimage, unable to advance further.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and Master Jiesha walked faster and faster. His footprints drew a circle around Liu Yan in the snow. The snow around this circle melted rapidly, and in a short time, the snow within a ten-foot radius was completely melted, revealing black soil! Liu Yan's expression was solemn. Suddenly, he pointed one finger to the sky, and with the other hand, his thumb, index finger, and middle finger interlocked, placed on his heart. White steam slowly rose from his head, growing thicker and thicker, yet condensed and not dissipating, splitting into several streams that swirled and lingered above his head! Master Jiesha was shocked: "I never imagined that at such a young age, his internal energy had reached the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top!" Snowflakes instantly evaporated into water vapor about half a foot away from Liu Yan, gradually forming a thin layer of white mist around him!

After spinning forty-nine times, Master Jiesha suddenly shouted, raising both palms. His pale gold palms suddenly shone with dazzling golden light! Liu Yan felt as if hundreds of suns had suddenly risen around him, all rushing towards him! The snow within a ten-foot radius instantly melted away without a trace! Liu Yan curled up into a ball, spinning rapidly like a top, two gleaming silver short swords appearing between his palms, which he thrust outwards. A burst of golden and silver light met in the air, producing a dense, rapid metallic clanging sound. Because the sound was so fast, it initially sounded like a long, drawn-out collision.

The two figures then separated. Master Jiesha staggered back seven or eight steps, barely managing to regain his footing before retreating three more to steady himself! Liu Yan spun even faster, so fast he was almost invisible, drilling a hole more than a foot deep into the ground! Using the momentum of his spin, Liu Yan also neutralized most of Master Jiesha's palm strike. The dazzling sword light in his hands gradually faded; the two swords were actually just Liu Yan's palms! Master Jiesha exclaimed, "What a masterful palm sword technique! Using palms as swords to unleash the power of the Eight Directions Wind and Rain move is truly remarkable. Indeed..." Before he could finish, he spat out a mouthful of blood. Liu Yan had already stopped, a smile on his face, remaining silent. Master Jiesha sighed, turned, and coughed up blood as he headed west. A trail of glaring blood remained on the ground.

Gradually, Master Jiesha disappeared into the distance. Watching Master Jiesha's figure vanish, Liu Yan coughed up a mouthful of hot blood and collapsed to the ground! Liu Yan knew his internal injuries were even more severe than Master Jiesha's. He had only been holding on for a moment. Looking at the gray sky, he thought, "How much further can I go? Can I escape the next wave of pursuers? The Luoma Slope ahead is treacherous and is my only route. Huang Shengtian will definitely have a large force lying in ambush there. Can I get through it with my serious injuries?"

The wind and snow grew heavier, and the bloodstains of the Abstinence Master and the traces of the fight in front of the hotel were quickly covered by the snow...

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