[Wuxia] The Jade Bow and the Cloud Sea (Complete) - 20

In Chapter 28 of Liang Yusheng's *The Jade Bow and the Cloud Sea*, Xie Yunzhen is greatly surprised

to hear a series of urgent bell tolls emanating from the Ice Palace. The bells echoed throughout the peaks, creating a deafening sound.
Xie Yunzhen knew this was the alarm bell from the Ice Palace and was very puzzled. Thinking to herself, "Who dares to provoke me? Could
it be Meng Shentong?" Just then, Feng Lin suddenly shouted, "Stop right there!" Xie Yunzhen hadn't even caught her off guard when she felt
a sudden gust of wind, and a dark shadow darted past her. At that moment, Feng Lin herself took to the air,
leaves fluttering everywhere. The dark shadow cried out "Ouch!" and landed half a mile away, clearly visible on the snow.
Li Qinmei exclaimed, "Wow! It's Meng Shentong's disciple, Ji Xiaofeng!" It turned out that Feng Lin, having missed her grab, immediately
used "Flying Flowers and Leaf Plucking" technique to strike acupoints. She scattered a handful of leaves, leaping into the air, plucking leaves and scattering them—the movements
were fluid and lightning-fast. The dark shadow only swayed twice before disappearing several dozen feet away in the blink of an eye.
Xie Yunzhen was stunned and dazzled. Even with her many formidable enemies, she had never seen such swift movement. Thinking of Meng Shentong
's younger brother, she then realized that the jade butterfly that had been pinning her hair was gone. This jade butterfly was
one of , and it seemed that Ji Xiaofeng had used his masterful thieving skills to steal it as he passed by her. The Ice Maiden
was focused on retrieving her sword at the time, so he had taken it, and she only realized it now. Of course, this jade butterfly couldn't compare to the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword.
Losing it wasn't a great loss, but considering Ji Xiaofeng's incredible skill, the Ice Maiden couldn't help but feel secretly alarmed.
The faint sound of clashing weapons came from within the Ice Palace. Feng Lin said, "Perfect timing! Let's have a go at Meng Shentong!" The
group hurriedly followed the Ice Maiden into the Ice Palace, following the sound. They arrived in the garden and saw a group of Ice Palace maids surrounding
two strangely dressed people.
The Ice Maiden said, "Oh, I recognize the one on the left as Master Zanmi, a high-ranking monk of the Nyingma school of Tibetan Buddhism." The Ice Maiden was originally
a princess of Nepal, a country founded on Buddhism. She held the position of a great protector of Buddhism and
had connections with the Living Buddhas of the Gelug school in Tibet and the Dharma Kings of the Kagyu school in Qinghai. At that time, the Gelug, Kagyu, and Nyingma schools were unified. Although
the with the Nyingma school, she knew several of their elders. The Tantric school within the Nyingma school had the fewest members, mostly practicing scriptures in monasteries.
Among the various schools of Tibetan Buddhism, Tantric Buddhism, while the most mysterious, was generally avoided in external conflicts
. Therefore, the Ice Maiden was greatly surprised to see Master Zanmi present. She thought: Regardless of her connections with the three schools of Tibetan Buddhism , even considering the status of a Tantric master and Master Zanmi, it's unbelievable that
he would collude with Meng Shentong's disciples to steal treasures from the Ice Palace.
But the scene before her was real. The maids of the Ice Palace were arranged in a nine-palace
eight-trigram formation, heavily surrounding Master Zanmi and another Tibetan monk. Sword energy crisscrossed, dazzlingly cold light flashed, and dozens of icy swords formed
a sword array, surging towards the two like a tidal wave. Master Zanmi stood as still as a mountain, not making a move, but
the longswords , even when they reached within three feet of him, could not penetrate. Just as the Ice Palace Goddess was about to order a halt, she suddenly heard the Tibetan monk
roar like a thunderclap in a clear sky, and instantly more than a dozen icy swords flew into the air! The Ice Palace Goddess was startled. This was the "Lion's Roar" divine skill of
Buddhism ; she hadn't expected this Tibetan monk to possess such superior skill, no less than Master Zanmi.
Feng Lin said, "Who cares who he is? Anyone who comes with Meng Shentong's disciple is no good!" She leaped over two artificial hills and
arrived in the center. Just then, Tang Jingtian appeared, blocking the foreign monk's path and loudly asking, "Two masters,
why have you come to cause trouble?"
The foreign monk roared angrily, but after a while, his anger subsided slightly. He said, "Are you Tang Jingtian?
We 've come to deliver a letter on behalf of Master Meng, but instead of receiving you with courtesy, you've sent these girls to attack me. Who exactly sent you?" His
Chinese was broken, but still clear.
Tang Jingtian asked in surprise, "Which Master Meng?" Master Zanmi stepped forward and bowed, saying, "It is Meng Shentong,
Master Meng . We are his messengers." The Ice River Fairy heard
him clearly; the unbelievable fact was confirmed by his own words. Meng Shentong truly possessed great "supernatural powers," even able to command the high-ranking monk Master Zanmi of the Red Sect!
Tang Jingtian said, "Hmm, Meng Shentong? I've heard of that name, but we have absolutely no connection to him.
What letter did he send you here to deliver?"
The foreign monk sneered, "I only deliver letters; who cares what your relationship with him is? The letter is right there; can't you
open it yourself?"
Feng Lin was furious and stepped forward, sneering, "Fine, so are you here to deliver a letter? Or to steal something? Or perhaps
both, acting as messengers and thieves?" Master Zanmi put his palms together and said, "Amitabha, please, female benefactor, be careful with your words
. How could this humble monk be a thief?"
Feng Lin sneered, "Meng Shentong's disciple, Ji Xiao..." " Feng Yu has retrieved her Ice Soul Cold Light Sword. You came with him;
what are you if not accomplices in this thief's scheme? Can you really absolve yourself of all responsibility by chanting Amitabha's name?"
Master Zanmi's expression changed, and the Ice River Goddess, still doubtful, stepped forward and said, "The Ice Soul Cold Light Sword has already been recovered. That
was Ji Xiaofeng's doing; there's no need to pursue it further."
Master Zanmi blushed and said, "We truly don't know what Mr. Meng's letter said. Perhaps Ji Xiaofeng's actions
had other reasons. Please don't make things difficult for him; let's read Mr. Meng's letter first." Seeing that the Ice River Goddess had retrieved
the sword, he assumed Ji Xiaofeng had also been captured, hence his plea on his behalf.
The Ice River Goddess said, "Master, rest assured. Since he came with you, how could we make things difficult for him? We
already let Ji Xiaofeng go." Seeing Master Zanmi's polite demeanor, the Ice River Goddess guessed there must be a reason, and therefore treated him
with more .
Tang Jingtian listened to the monk's cold, chuckling laughter and followed his gaze. He saw a white stupa in the garden, built by
the Ice River Fairy 's mother in the style of a Nepalese Buddhist stupa. It stood over twenty zhang tall, with a gourd-shaped
spire on its highest level. Looking closely, he could vaguely see a prayer box on the spire; presumably, Meng Shentong's letter was contained within it.
With Tang Jingtian and the Ice River Fairy's abilities, climbing this stupa using their lightness skills wouldn't be difficult, but it would still
take at least the time it takes to drink a cup of tea to retrieve it. Tang Jingtian thought to himself, "I wonder how they got up there? They must have climbed up and down this stupa
effortlessly and in a very short time, which is why none of the many maids in the palace noticed.
Even if I retrieved the letter, I'm afraid my lightness skills would have been inferior to theirs. Moreover, as the host, I should be entertaining the guests and shouldn't leave. Hmph, aren't they clearly..."
"Are you going to give me a difficult problem?" Another way is to have a maid climb the steps and retrieve the letter, but that
would even longer, wouldn't that be even more embarrassing?
Tang Jingtian was praying when he suddenly heard Feng Lin sneer, "Is this how letters are sent? What kind of person is Meng Shentong, daring to be so disrespectful to
the Tianshan Sect ? Fine, let me see what he has to say before I settle accounts with you!" Having said that, she untied the red ribbon from her head and
tossed it into the air.
Feng Lin tossed the ribbon casually, seemingly effortlessly, but in reality, she was silently channeling her profound skill, employing the most superior
technique of "flying flowers and plucking leaves." With a hissing sound, the ribbon, like a golden iron wire snake, soared and flew upwards, breaking through the air.
In an instant , only a faint red shadow could be seen in the sunlight; a moment later, even the shadow disappeared completely. Dozens of Ice Palace
maids in the garden looked up at the sky, their hearts filled with awe, wondering what trick Feng Lin was playing. They saw the foreign monk's face turn ashen, when suddenly
a sharp sound rang out, and something fell from the top of the tower like a meteorite. A nearby maid picked it up and presented it to Tang Jingtian; it was
a small offering box, with a thick rope tied to it. Feng Lin's red ribbon was knotted at the top of the rope,
resembling Feng Lin's... Feng Lin seemed to pull the prayer box down from the white roof.
The foreign monk was shocked. The box contained Meng Shentong's letter, which Ji Xiaofeng had suspended from the gourd-shaped spire of the pagoda with
a rope . Now, Feng Lin had pulled it down with a thin rope – a feat reminiscent of the "Flying Flowers and Plucking
Leaves" technique, a superior internal skill. Seeing Feng Lin's display of this skill, the foreign monk's arrogance diminished somewhat.
Tang Jingtian, with a flick of his two fingers, as if slicing with a knife, split the prayer box open and retrieved the letter. The box was made of sturdy
sandalwood . Tang Jingtian's Iron Finger Zen skill, while not quite as good as Feng Lin's "Flying Flowers and Plucking Leaves" technique,
was still astonishing. The foreign monk thought to himself, "No wonder I heard in India that Tang Xiaolan was the number one martial artist in China; even his son is
so skilled. His reputation is truly well-deserved."
Tang Jingtian opened the box and took out Meng Shentong's letter. He and Bingchuan Tiannu read it together. The letter read: " This
humble martial artist, Meng Shentong, writes to the Master of Bing Palace: I have long admired your sect's profound swordsmanship and extraordinary skills. I am old and eager to witness it firsthand.
Therefore, I have taken the liberty of sending my disciple to borrow your sword. I will return it to you before the One-Armed God Niji at Mangshan on the fifteenth of March next year.
My humble intention is also to use this sword to provoke a great insult."
From Meng Shentong's perspective, this letter was extremely polite, but in Tang Jingtian's eyes, it was clearly
a . He couldn't help but feel angry and sneered, "Meng Shentong's words are far too confident!" Although he possesses
great , our Ice Palace's treasured sword is not easily taken by anyone. However, if he wants to observe my martial arts, he doesn't need to resort to
such sneaky methods. You two go back and tell him that on the fifteenth of March next year, I will definitely come to Mangshan to challenge him as scheduled, so
he won't send any more third-rate thieves to steal things.” As Tang Jingtian spoke, the Ice Palace Fairy gave him two winks,
but he didn't notice.
Master Zanmi's face was as cold as ice as he said coldly, “My duty is only to accompany Mr. Meng's esteemed disciple here to deliver the letter. Whether Mr. Meng challenges
you or wants to take your Ice Palace's treasures, it has nothing to do with me. Benefactor, your words are perhaps
too harsh on this humble monk.” Only then did Tang Jingtian realize that his wife had given him a wink. He was taken aback for a moment, then said with a forced smile, “Master, please don't misunderstand.
I was only speaking to Meng Shentong. ” "To offer any further explanation at this point would only make things worse, "
Feng Lin said. "Yes, Meng Shentong isn't exactly an unknown figure in the martial arts world. If he wants to challenge someone, he should do it openly and honestly
. There's really no need to resort to such underhanded methods." She repeated Tang Jingtian's words, adding fuel to the fire. Master
Zanmi suddenly turned around and faced Feng Lin, saying calmly, "On the fifteenth of March next year, I wonder if you, benefactor, would also like to go to Mang to watch the excitement?" Feng Lin asked, "Why?" Master Zanmi said, "If you, benefactor, are willing to come, I would like to ask you for a few pointers." "He originally intended to challenge Tang Jingtian, but because of the connection between Lamaism and the Ice he changed his challenge to Feng Lin for her sake. The Ice River Goddess had been subtly signaling to her husband, trying to avoid antagonizing Zanmi, but unexpectedly, it finally erupted. She secretly groaned, fearing Feng Lin would say something even more hurtful. Fortunately, Feng Lin knew Zanmi's identity and smiled, saying, 'I came to Mang precisely to test my skills against Meng Shentong. Since you are willing to teach me, I will .' She formally accepted the challenge without adding anything to embarrass him. The Ice River Goddess said, 'I have a question. May I ask you, Master?' Zanmi put his palms together and said, 'Please ask, Protector said, 'Master is a highly accomplished monk. Why are you willing to act as Meng Shentong's messenger?'" " Master Zanmi said calmly, "Everything in this world has its own cause and effect. Such is the way of fate, and one cannot escape destiny. I have always admired your merits , and I will never forget your friendship with our sect. I would never be an enemy of you." The Ice River Fairy was full of doubts and still could not get a clear answer. However, from his words, she could tell that his reason for inviting Feng Lin to the Mangshan Gathering was to avoid fighting in the Ice Palace, which was also out of respect for the Ice River Fairy. Unexpectedly, one wave subsided only for another to rise. Master Zanmi's challenge had just ended when the foreign monk immediately laughed loudly and said, "I don't need to show any favors. I have long admired the exquisite swordsmanship of Tianshan. I would like to learn a few moves from Master Tang now." Before Tang Jingtian could reply, a knife was drawn with a whoosh. This Tibetan monk was a disciple of the foremost Indian martial arts master, Longye Shangren, and held the Dharma name Ara Venerable. He had been hired by the King of Nepal to cause trouble for Tang Jingtian. The King of Nepal was the cousin of the Ice River Fairy. Years ago, for the sake of the Ice River Fairy, he mobilized an army of 100,000 to invade Tibet. Later, in a contest in the Himalayan valley, all the warriors Nepal had brought were defeated . With the arrival of the Chinese army, the King of Nepal was forced to accept a peace treaty and withdraw his troops. Despite this, the King of Nepal harbored deep resentment towards Tang Jingtian , and thus hired Ara Venerable to negotiate with Tang. After Tang Jingtian's duel, Venerable Ara, who also wanted to observe Chinese martial arts, was pleased with the Nepalese king's sponsorship and accepted his invitation to come to China. Venerable Ara's original intention was mainly to observe Chinese martial arts; he didn't really want to fight Tang Jingtian to the death. However, since he had promised the Nepalese king, he needed to find an excuse to come to the Ice Palace and have a match with Tang Jingtian. Firstly, to see what was so ; secondly, regardless of victory or defeat, he could still report back to the Nepalese king. Meng Shentong learned of this, and with his unparalleled martial arts, he impressed Venerable Ara, who believed that Meng Shentong's martial arts were stronger than his master's. Desiring to learn from him, Venerable Ara willingly accepted the offer.

He gave the order, and Meng Shentong appointed him as his messenger to accompany Master Zanmi to the Ice Palace. This provided Venerable Ara with
a convenient excuse.
As for Master Zanmi, a high-ranking Tantric monk, his willingness to serve as Meng Shentong's messenger had a different reason.
The Asura Yin Sha Gong, originally from India, had been lost for nearly two hundred years since the mid-Ming Dynasty. Master Zanmi
was determined to find his sect's lost martial arts. Meng Shentong, having expressed his desire, asked him to be his assistant
. He promised to pass on the Asura Yin Sha Gong to Master Zanmi after defeating the major sects and becoming the supreme saint in the martial arts world. Master Zanmi, swayed by
Meng Shentong's words, eventually became Meng Shentong's messenger.
Meng Shentong's biggest concern was the Tianshan Sect. At this time, he still had one of his divine skills to master, and before he was absolutely certain of his success,
he was unwilling to personally go to Tianshan to challenge Tang Xiaolan and his wife. Sending someone else,
he feared they would suffer a loss at Tang Xiaolan's hands. After much thought, he devised a plan: to challenge Tang Xiaolan's son, Tang Jingtian, instead. Fearing Tang Jingtian might refuse, he had his disciple Ji Xiaofeng
use his thieving skills to steal the Ice Palace Sword to provoke them. By the fifteenth of March next year, he would have
mastered , and even if Tang Xiaolan and his son came together, he would be unafraid. This
challenge from Meng Shentong was already exceptionally polite to the Tianshan Sect. When he challenged other major sects, he would either injure their leaders, kidnap their disciples, or arbitrarily humiliate them,
forcing them to accept the challenge.
Meng Shentong, well aware of his disciple's exceptional thieving skills, was confident he could easily seize the sword. However, Feng Lin's arrival thwarted Ji Xiaofeng's
plan , and Venerable Aro and Master Zanmi were discovered by Tang Jingtian and surrounded in the Ice Palace.
At that time, the Ice River Fairy was chasing Ji Xiaofeng. Tang Jingtian, not recognizing Master Zanmi, mistook them for Meng Shentong's
henchmen
. The Tianshan, Wudang, and Shaolin sects, forming a powerful triumvirate and highly respected in the martial arts world, had now dared to infiltrate the Ice Palace, leave a challenge, and steal the precious sword. How could Tang Jingtian not be furious? Because he deeply hated Meng Shentong and didn't know the intruders' identities, he spoke without thinking,
offending Meng Shentong's two messengers. Master Zanmi, having a relationship with the Ice River Fairy and being more composed, was spared the offense. However,
Venerable was enraged, abandoning his initial intention to test his skills against Tang Jingtian and truly determined to fight him to the death
.
The hostile situation was now established. Venerable Aro declared his desire to "experience" the swordsmanship of the Tianshan Sect. Tang Jingtian,
as , naturally could not refuse. Seeing Venerable Aro's arrogant attitude, he was also indignant. He immediately drew his sword and said, "Master
, you are a guest, please make your move first!"
Tang Jingtian's longsword was one of the two treasured swords of the Tianshan Sect, named Youlong. Under the sunlight, its blade shone like a
clear, bright stream. Venerable Aro glanced at it, slightly wary but not afraid. He nodded slightly with pride, shouted "
Take this! ", and swung his sword in a swift strike.
The slash, accompanied by the faint sound of wind and thunder, was incredibly powerful. In the blink of an eye, the crescent moon on the blade was already piercing Tang Jingtian's
chest . Tang Jingtian flipped his wrist, casually using the move "Lone Smoke in the Desert," his sword flashing upwards with a sound like a dragon's roar.
Venerable Aro was greatly surprised and hurriedly withdrew his sword, but it was too late. There was a sound of metal slicing through jade, sparks flying,
and the crescent moon on Venerable Aro's curved sword was sliced off, leaving a chipped edge.
Venerable Aro's sword was made of the finest diamond-coated iron mixed with black gold, weighing forty-eight jin. So, even though he knew Tang
Jingtian . Little did he know that the Youlong Sword was the second most precious sword in China (the first being
the Tengjiao Sword of the Wudang School), a divine weapon that exceeded his expectations.
Tang Jingtian unleashed the "Chasing Wind Sword Style" from the Tianshan Sword Technique, which consists of sixty-four moves, eight in total. Each eight moves form a complete
sequence , and once one move is executed, the other seven follow in quick succession, like a raging storm, pressing in relentlessly. Amidst the flashing blades
, Venerable Aro leaped into the air. Tang Jingtian's second move missed its mark. In the third move, Venerable Aro descended, the sword tip brushing against his heel. His
body suddenly shot out horizontally. Tang Jingtian's sword moved like the wind, his movements as swift as lightning. The third move failed to injure him, but the fourth and fifth moves followed
closely. By the time he used the sixth move, the sword tip had already touched his back. Venerable Aro flicked his sleeve, neatly
slicing off the lower half of his sleeve. Tang Jingtian's sword strike was also slightly deflected by the flick. In the blink of an eye, his large hand, hidden in his sleeve,
suddenly shot out, grabbing Tang Jingtian's wrist
. This move was incredibly strange, a unique yoga technique from Indian martial arts. His arm bent,
grabbing from an impossible angle. Even the Ice Maiden watching from the side couldn't help but pale!
Fortunately, Tang Jingtian's swordsmanship had reached its highest level. Except for his slightly weaker internal strength, it was almost on par with his
father's
Venerable Ara's ribs. The eighth move, his body following the sword's movement, once again thrust directly at Venerable Ara's chest!
Venerable Ara roared, his heavy curved blade slamming down. Tang Jingtian's heart trembled, and he wondered, "Is
n't he afraid my sword will cut his weapon in half?" Suddenly, he felt an extraordinary pressure; the sword and blade were now locked together. It turned out that
Venerable had anticipated the sword's momentum and simultaneously unleashed his "Lion's Roar," disrupting Tang Jingtian's concentration. Having exhausted all his strength, Tang Jingtian was now
pressed firmly against the spine of Wuqian's sword.
Tang Jingtian's eight moves of the Chasing Wind Sword Style, combining the orthodox and the unorthodox, were indeed a mastery of the essence of the Tianshan Sword Technique.
Although he initially gained the upper hand, he failed to injure his opponent. Moreover, in the last three moves, Venerable Aro even managed to both defend and attack, prompting
Feng Lin to secretly admire him and no longer dare to underestimate him.
At this moment, the swords clashed silently, as if a storm had suddenly subsided. However, apart from Zhong Zhan and
Li Qinmei was a master of martial arts, and even they found themselves struggling to breathe at this point. It turned out that this
was a contest of internal strength between the two, with the stronger winning and the weaker losing. Tang Jingtian's sword and Venerable Aro's wondrous
techniques were no longer of any use.
After a short while, both of them had shrunk in size. They had both
used their knees and below sinking into the ground.
Yi Zhongmou sighed and said, "Their strengths are roughly equal; there's no need to continue." The Ice River Fairy bowed to Master Zanmi
and said, "I would be grateful if you would join me in this contest."
Master Zanmi clasped his hands in prayer and said, "The female protector's words are exactly what this humble monk desires." He took out his whisk, and the Ice River Fairy drew her
ice . With a flick of the sword and a flick of the whisk, the sword and blade separated cleanly. With a loud "boom," Tang Jingtian and Venerable Aro were instantly annihilated.
Two holes, each about a foot deep, were left beneath their feet, filled with mud and dust, billowing like mist. Tang Jingtian was about two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) above his original position, while Venerable Aro
was about three zhang (approximately 10 meters) above his. Both men, like defeated roosters, had ashen faces and steaming
white vapor rising from their heads!
Tang Jingtian, having finished his sword fight, cupped his hands and said, "Master, your skill is truly superb! I admire you!" Venerable Aro, his dark face flushed,
returned the greeting, saying, "The Heavenly Mountain Sword Technique is indeed worthy of its reputation." He paused, then turned his gaze to the Ice River Fairy and said:
"The female protector's sword is truly unparalleled in the world; it has broadened my horizons today. If we are fortunate enough to meet again at the Mangshan Gathering, I will certainly seek further
instruction from the female protector." The Ice River Fairy smiled and said, "I will certainly attend the Mangshan Gathering, but I dare not presume to offer any instruction!"
Master Zanmi said, "In that case, farewell until next time, see you at Mangshan." Before the words "see you again" had even faded, the two figures had already leaped over
the garden wall. While their speed was still somewhat inferior to Ji Xiaofeng's, considering that Venerable Aro's lightness skill remained
so impressive even after the fierce battle, everyone was astonished by
the results of their duel that day. Tang Jingtian's double... His feet sank two inches into the mud, and when they separated, Venerable Aro leaped more than ten
feet further before regaining his footing. On the surface, they seemed evenly matched. However, Venerable Aro had suffered a slight setback
. When the Ice Maiden and the monk Zanmi separated them, the chilling aura of the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword, while
not injuring Venerable Aro, had overwhelmed him. The sudden cold forced him back an extra ten feet, and feeling
resentful , he challenged the Ice Maiden to a duel before leaving.
Tang Jingtian sighed, “The world is vast; who knows how many extraordinary masters there are! We used to think that martial arts in the Central Plains were
perfect, but now it seems like we're looking at the sky from the bottom of a well. Even today, if I didn't have this Dragon-Wandering Sword, I fear I would truly have been
defeated by this foreign monk.” Feng Lin laughed and said, "You don't need to boost others' morale and diminish your own.
Although are impressive, he is still far inferior to your father and the leaders of Shaolin and Wudang."
Bingchuan Tiannv said, "I don't know who Meng Shentong is, but judging from today's events, both Master Zanmi and this
foreign monk are willing to act as his envoys and obey his orders. He must have extraordinary abilities. We must be careful at the Mangshan meeting
." Yi Zhongnian and Xie Yunzhen were also secretly worried. They had invited various sects to help them, initially thinking it was only to deal with
Meng Shentong alone. Now they realized that Meng Shentong was also secretly recruiting experts to assist him. In this way, the outcome of the Mangshan Gathering
was uncertain.
Tang Jingtian finally had time to meet with his guests. Yi Zhongmou told him the whole story of his feud with Meng Shentong and the
chaos Meng Shentong had caused in the Central Plains. Tang Jingtian said, "So Meng Shentong actually intended to challenge the entire martial arts world.
No wonder he sent his disciple to the Ice Palace to steal the sword, giving us a warning first. Fortunately, he didn't steal the sword, and we didn't lose
face for the Tianshan Sect." At this point, the Ice Palace Fairy coughed lightly, and Tang Jingtian noticed that his wife's expression was a little strange.
Tang Jingtian was taken aback and asked, "Is something wrong?" "The Ice Maiden smiled bitterly, "Although he didn't get the
sword , he did steal the jade butterfly hair ornament from my head!" While the jade butterfly was far less valuable than the sword, having it
stolen was still a loss of face. Tang Jingtian, remembering his earlier boastful words, blushed and awkwardly laughed,
"I advised you not to underestimate your enemy, but I made that mistake myself." Feng Lin said, "What do petty theft skills
matter ? When we get to Mangshan, we'll settle accounts with Meng Shentong." "Even so, after witnessing the skills of Ji Xiaofeng, Master Zanmi
, and Venerable Alu, she herself felt uncertain about whether she could defeat Meng Shentong in a single battle at the Mangshan Gathering
.
At that moment, Tang Jingtian and his wife welcomed their guests into the Ice Palace. The Ice Goddess and Li Qinmei, having not seen each other for a long time, were especially affectionate. Jin Shiyi was
originally a friend of the Ice Goddess, and Li Qinmei's initial acquaintance with Jin Shiyi was through the Ice Goddess. Now that Ji Qinhui
had seen her cousin-in-law, she couldn't help but think of Jin Shiyi
again ?' Feng Lin shook her head and softly said, 'I regret going.'" Tang Jingtian glanced at Li Qinmei and saw her shoulders
deeply furrowed, looking melancholy. He quickly changed the subject, not daring to ask any more questions.
Tang Jingtian and his wife had already heard about Jin Shiyi's death. Seeing Feng Lin and her daughter's expressions, they knew the matter was serious
and, fearing to upset Li Qinmei, dared not ask further. Bingchuan Tiannu recalled the times Jin Shiyi had accompanied her on her winter outings, spending ten winters together
. She also felt great regret over Jin Shiyi's death and grieved secretly.
That night, Feng Lin and her daughter shared a room. Li Qinmei, lost in thought, tossed and turned, and only after midnight, her eyes weary, did she finally
fall asleep . In her dream, she seemed to be on Snake Island again, a place of lush trees and blooming exotic flowers. Suddenly, she
saw Jin Shiyi smiling at her from among the flowers. Li Qinmei ran over, but upon seeing her, Jin Shiyi's smile vanished, and he coldly said, "Here, take this flower back!" A flower
was thrown at her, transforming into a large red and white plum blossom. Li Qinmei cried out, "Hey, why are you treating me like this?" Just
then , another woman suddenly appeared beside Jin Shiyi—it was Li Shengnan. Li Shengnan shoved her away harshly,
shouting, "You're not allowed here! You're not allowed to see my Shiyi brother again!" Li Qinmei stumbled and fell. In the dizzying chaos,
the scenery on the island completely changed. The trees and flowers vanished without a trace, and the seawater surged in. Jin Shiyi and Wan Shengnan scratched
their hands, letting out a piercing laugh, and flew away on the waves! Li Qinmei cried out, "Shiyi brother, don't go!" Just then,
her mother rushed in, shouting, "Xiaocheng, where are you running to?" Li Qinmei broke out in a cold sweat. When
she opened her eyes , her mother was indeed standing by the bedside. She couldn't tell if it was real or a dream!
She heard her mother say, "Amei, you're awake too? Were you frightened? " " That's just a petty thief. With your mother by your side,
don't be afraid." Li Qinmei bit her finger, feeling a sharp pain, realizing it wasn't a dream. She was very surprised and hurriedly asked, "Mom,
what did you see?" Feng Lin said, "In my dream, I seemed to see a shadow jump out of this window. I threw a candlestick at him,
but . This person's movements were incredibly fast. Perhaps it was just my imagination, or maybe I'm just being paranoid. Did you...did you notice
anything?" Li Qinmei exclaimed, "Huh? Could this not be a dream? It...it really came to see me?" Feng Lin asked, "
What kind of dream did you have? Which 'him'?" Li Qinmei said, "I...I saw Jin Shiyi. He smiled at me at first, then ran away
." She was originally going to talk about Li Shengnan, but for some reason, she felt an intense hatred for Li Shengnan and didn't want to mention her anymore.
Feng Lin's face hardened, and she said, "Nonsense! How can the dead come back to life? Qinmei, listen to your mother. You're my only daughter."
"Son, you're worrying day and night, ruining your health and making your mother anxious." Li Qin said regretfully, "I was just dreaming, but you...
you really saw a figure?"
Feng Lin was also confused at this point. The person's movements were too fast; she couldn't even see his face. Then she thought, it didn't seem
like Ji Xiaofeng. Who else in the martial arts world had such good lightness skills? Therefore, she even doubted whether she was seeing things. Hearing her daughter's words,
a thought suddenly struck her—this figure did indeed look a bit like Jin Shiyi! But as soon as the thought arose, she immediately refuted herself in her mind
, "What are you thinking? Jin Shiyi has long since perished in the fish's belly. How could it be him? My daughter is dreaming, and you're dreaming too
?"
Feng Lin picked up the candlestick, lit the candle, and looked around. She didn't find anything missing and laughed to herself,
"If I had also had something stolen from me, that would be a real joke!" "Li Qinmei suddenly cried out, "Mom, I've lost
something !" Feng Lin was startled and asked, "What have you lost?" Li Qinmei said, "The jade hairpin I wore in my hair,
oh, it's here, how did it end up here?" Feng Lin followed her daughter's gaze and saw the jade hairpin neatly placed next to
the pillow . Li Qinmei said regretfully, "I remember clearly, I wore it in my hair before I went to sleep!" "
The fact that the jade hairpin was moved confirms that someone had secretly entered this room. Feng Lin no longer doubted her
eyes, but the doubts in her heart deepened. Who was this person? If it was Ji Xiaofeng, why did he pull the jade hairpin
out of his daughter's hair but not take it away? What does this mean? Feng Lin dismissed her first thought; this person could not possibly be
Ji Xiaofeng! There are only a handful of masters in the world, and if they had such abilities, they wouldn't play such a joke.
Who exactly is this person? Why are their actions so strange? It left Feng Lin completely baffled! Just
as she was pondering this, she suddenly heard the Ice River Fairy call out, 'Auntie, come quickly!' Feng Lin opened the door and asked, 'What
is it ?' The Ice River Fairy said, 'You came to my room, and something strange happened!' The Ice River Fairy
was a little surprised to see the mother and daughter open the door immediately and asked, 'Aren't you asleep yet?' Feng Lin smiled and said, 'Something strange also happened here;
it seems that a night traveler came to our place.' " "The Ice Maiden was even more astonished, saying, 'Really? Someone from our area has also been there
.' Feng Lin asked, 'Did something go missing?' The Ice Maiden replied, 'No, someone returned something to us.'
They walked and talked, and by then they had entered the Ice Maiden's room. On the desk,
there the jade butterfly that Ji Xiaofeng had stolen. Tang Jingtian stood up to greet them, smiling, 'Auntie, isn't it strange? This person
returned the item, but refuses to meet us.' Feng Lin asked, 'Who do you think it is?' Tang Jingtian replied, 'Of course it's not
Ji Xiaofeng . I suspect this person is either a senior expert or a friend of ours. So, he took this item back from Ji Xiaofeng
and returned it to us, preserving the reputation of our Tianshan Sect. That's quite a favor. But if he's a friend, why is he acting
so strangely and refusing to show himself?'" "The Ice Maiden said, 'Aunt, you are knowledgeable and experienced, so we asked you to come and examine this together
. The house is as it is, the windows are sealed, there are no footprints on the ground, and the jade butterfly is still there as it was. Aunt, can you
see any clues?'
Feng Lin asked, 'How did you find out?' The Ice Maiden said, 'I saw a figure in the Menglong, and it
disappeared in the blink of an eye. I thought I was seeing things, so I woke up Jingtian to check, and that's when we found the jade butterfly there.' Feng Lin
said, 'This is the same situation we encountered. I can't guess either.' Tang Jingtian sighed and said, 'Sigh, there are
always people more capable than us. If this person is an enemy, would we still be alive?' Li Qinhui, who had been silent all along, suddenly
asked, 'Sister-in-law, does this person's back look somewhat familiar?'" "It is indeed:
Three years have passed, separated by the netherworld, reality and illusion are indistinguishable.
To know what happens next, please turn to the next chapter. "

Liang Yusheng's "The Jade Bow and the Cloud Sea"
Chapter 29 Hiding Traces and Following an Old Friend's Brick Sound Enters the Secret, Playing with the High Monk.

The Ice River Fairy was taken aback and said, "Cousin Mei, why do you ask such a question? Do you suspect it's some
acquaintance ?" Li Qinmei said, "The jade hairpin in my hair was also pulled out in my sleep. I, I, I, I think, I think..." What she
wanted to say was, "I think this behavior is like Jin Shiyi." The words were on the tip of her tongue, but she felt a pang of bitterness and couldn't say them. Feng Lin gently scolded
, "What are you thinking? Stop thinking nonsense! You'll make people laugh. If it were someone you know, your cousin-in-law would have already said
so. Why would you need to ask?" Hearing Li Qinmei's words, the Ice River Fairy felt a cloud of doubt in her heart. Suddenly, a thought struck her, and she almost blurted
out , "That person's back view does look a bit like Jin Shiyi!" "But seeing Feng Lin's expression, she immediately realized that Jin Shiyi's death was
beyond doubt. If she were to say that the person's silhouette resembled Jin Shiyi, it would only cause Li Qinmei grief. Therefore, she changed her words, saying
, 'That person's shadow disappeared in the blink of an eye; I didn't even see it clearly. However, even if this person wasn't a close
friend , he meant us no harm. Since he was a friend, not an enemy, we'll find out eventually.'
The next day, Tang Jingtian and his wife went down the mountain with the others. Along the way, no one dared to mention Jin Shiyi. After a few days, the shadow in
Li Qinmei's heart gradually dissipated. She thought it was just a dream, a wishful fantasy, and that Jin Shiyi could not
possibly still be alive!
The group of eight traveled tens of thousands of miles, from the foot of Tianshan Mountain to the Central Plains. Along the way, they heard many stories about
Meng Shentong harassing various sects, but fortunately, they hadn't encountered any accidents. With nothing to do on the road, they stopped talking and
began to enter the Mangshan Mountain area. Xishan and Mangshan are near the Yellow River, and they are adjacent to each other." The triangular
valley traveled. It was the ninth day of the third month, six days before the anniversary
of the death of the Candle-Armed Nun. Calculating the distance, they would only need three days to reach the main peak of Mangchu and meet Zhe Jin'er and the others—more than enough time. However, the thought of their
life-or with great tension.
The valley was desolate. As dusk approached, unable to find any hunters, they set up their tents in the mountains. After dinner, just as
they were resting , they suddenly heard shouts and curses outside. Xiao Qingfeng jumped up and exclaimed, "Hey, that sounds like Jiangnan!" He and Jiangnan
had spent ten years together in Tibet, and he had watched Jiangnan grow up; he was extremely familiar with his voice.
Tang Jingtian listened intently and said, "That's right, it's Jiangnan. If Jiangnan is here, Chen Tianyu and his wife must have come too."
He rushed out of the tent and saw a tall, long-limbed Hui man wielding a gleaming weapon,
fighting fiercely with a man and a woman over the mountain pass. Jiangnan was shouting and rushing over from behind.
The couple was none other than Chen Tianyu and his wife. Tang Jingtian exclaimed joyfully, "Brother Tianyu, don't panic, I'm coming!"
Chen Tianyu and his wife were in a tense situation when they suddenly saw Tang Jingtian running towards them from afar. Overjoyed, they were momentarily distracted and before
they could even respond, the long-armed, long-legged Hui man swung his strange staff with lightning speed, the tip of which struck Chen Tianyu's "Xuanji" acupoint. You Ping
was shocked. She brandished her ice sword and slashed horizontally. This move, called "Ice River Thawing," was a crucial escape
technique If the opponent hadn't parried with his staff, a transparent hole would have appeared in his back!
Unexpectedly, this person was none other than Jin Rihui, the eccentric genius of the Western Regions martial arts world. He was proficient in various schools of martial arts from the Western Regions and had mastered the
"Thunder and Lightning Staff Technique." He was determined to contend for
supremacy
down Cangling Shangren. At that time, outside Liujiazhuang in Dongping County, Shandong, he encountered Gu Zhihua and Jin Shiyi. He fought Gu Zhihua to a draw but was defeated by Jin Shiyi. This experience made him realize that the martial artists of the Central Plains were not easy to defeat. Therefore, he returned to Tibet and devoted himself to
four more years of rigorous training. Confident that his martial arts had greatly improved, he accepted Meng Shentong's invitation to return to the Central Plains to compete.
Although You Ping's swordsmanship was exquisite, her skill was far inferior to her opponent's. Jin Rihui's staff strike was a feint, a deliberate attack on Chen
Tianyu, leaving a powerful follow-up move to deal with You Ping. This was also because he knew Chen Tianyu's skill was superior, while You Ping was relatively easier to handle
.
In that split second, Jin Rihui swung his hand back, a flash of cold light, and Youping's ice sword was in his
grasp, as if handed to him. His thrust was intended to force Chen Tianyu to defend himself, while simultaneously luring Youping closer so he could
snatch her sword with a single, effortless strike. This "empty-handed blade-grabbing" technique
wasn't particularly profound, but he executed it flawlessly, with perfect timing. Moreover, Youping's sword was made of ancient, mysterious ice, though
not as powerful as the Ice Maiden's Ice Soul Cold Light Sword, its chilling aura was unbearable for most. Jin Rihui snatched it
without a care , leaving Tang Jingtian stunned.
With the sword in hand, Jin Rihui immediately turned and thrust the gleaming staff at Youping. Chen Tianyu used all his strength
to parry with his sword, sending Youping flying more than ten feet away. Jin Rihui seemed no longer interested in harming anyone; he seized the sword, forced
Chen Tianyu , and turned to run.
Chen Tianyu, unsure if his wife was injured, turned to check on her first and dared not give chase. Jiang Nan, however, continued his relentless pursuit,
shouting, "Long-armed thief, throw down my sister-in-law's sword, or you'll see how powerful Jiang Nan is!"
Tang Jingtian was shocked and muttered, "Has Jiang Nan gone mad? How can he be so reckless!" Jiang Nan was about half a
mile away, and Tang Jingtian couldn't reach him in time to help. Just as he was about to unleash his Heavenly Mountain Divine Light, Jiang Nan bent down, picked up a
stone, and shouted, "Hit him!" The stone flew towards Jin Rihui with a whoosh.
Tang Jingtian was slightly surprised, thinking, "It's been a few years, and Jiangnan's martial arts have improved a lot. But how could he hit that person?"
He had witnessed Jin Rihui's skill in disarming him earlier and knew that although Jiangnan's martial arts had improved, it was still far inferior to that person's. Therefore, he
immediately unleashed his Heavenly Mountain Divine Light.
Tang Jingtian's skill was incomparable to Jiangnan's. His Heavenly Mountain Divine Light, though launched later, arrived first. Jin Rihui raised his strange staff,
swung it backhand, and with a "clang," a flash of light was heard. The Heavenly Mountain Divine Light touched the end of the staff, shooting up into
the air . Before it could fall, Jiangnan's pebble flew behind him again.
But then something strange happened. As Jin Rihui swung his strange staff, Jiangnan's pebble suddenly changed direction
, hitting him squarely in the knee with a "thud." Jin Rihui stumbled and fell to his knees. Tang Jingtian stared in astonishment,
dumbfounded . His Heavenly Mountain Divine Light was incredibly powerful, yet it was still being battered by Jin Rihui's strange staff. And Jiang Nan, casually picking up a pebble, had actually
managed to force him to his knees—this was simply unimaginable!
But that wasn't all. Jiang Nan shouted, "See if you dare to bully me again! Humph, humph, is giving me a grand salute
enough? Quickly return my sister-in-law's precious sword!" Jin Rihui had just stood up when he saw Jiang Nan rushing towards him. Enraged,
he struck Tang Jingtian on the head with his staff. Tang Jingtian cried out, "Oh no, oh no!" Jiang Nan had been so focused on grabbing the sword that he had left himself wide open, revealing many weaknesses. Judging
by the force of the blow, it was bound to hit him, and Tang Jingtian feared his skull would be shattered. Tang Jingtian looked away, unable to bear the sight of the terrible scene. Suddenly
, Jiang Nan shouted, "Ha, you little thief, you're quite fierce!" Opening his eyes, he saw Jin Richan's strange weapon rolling smoothly off Jiang Nan's
arm, while You Ping's precious sword had already been snatched by Jiang Nan. With a "crack," Jin Richan's weapon lost its momentum and
hit the ground. Taking advantage of the momentum, Jiang Nan kicked him, sending him sprawling into the air. Tang Jingtian could hardly believe his eyes and
muttered , "Could it be that my eyesight is not good enough, and I've misjudged? Jiang Nan's martial arts have truly reached the first-rate level, and may even
surpass mine?"
There was another "crack," this time Jiang Nan fell to the ground. To a martial arts expert like Tang Jingtian,
it was obvious that Jiang Nan had been knocked down by the opponent's counterattack. Tang Jingtian was truly baffled by this situation.
According to common sense in martial arts, if Jiang Nan had the ability to knock down his opponent, then there was no reason why he
couldn't after kicking Jin Rihui over, he himself fell down as well. Wasn't this a strange thing?
Tang Jingtian was worried that Jin Richan would immediately retaliate against Jiang Nan after getting up, but he was wrong again. Jin Richan did
a "carp leap" and got up, his face showing fear. He didn't even dare to look at Jiang Nan. He turned in
one direction and fled in panic. Jiang Nan laughed and said, "Long-armed thief, now you know how powerful I, Jiang Nan, am!"
At this time, everyone in the tent had come out. The eight people were divided into four groups and occupied the four directions. Jin Rihui was
rushing towards the south, which was occupied by Li Qinmei and Zhong Zhan. Zhong Zhan knew Jiang Nan's skills. Seeing that Jiang Nan could also knock down this person, he was not
worried . He held his long sword horizontally and casually used the move "Crossing the River to Intercept Fight" to intercept the enemy. To everyone's surprise, Jin Rihui's sudden swing of his sword
was like a thunderbolt. Zhong Zhan felt an immense force, like a tidal wave, pressing down on him. His tiger's mouth instantly cracked, and his longsword bent, almost
falling to the ground. Li Qinmei used the light and agile move "Parting Flowers and Willows," her sword tip piercing through the opening. This move was brilliantly executed, but the sword tip,
upon touching Jin Rihui's body, suddenly slid to the side. Li Qinmei couldn't stop in time and instead leaned forward. Jin Rihui spun around and saw
a young woman. His sword stopped in mid-air, and he reached out with his left hand to grab her. It turned out that although he was a notorious demon in Tibet,
he was extremely arrogant. To maintain his status, he was unwilling to beat a young woman and only wanted to capture her alive as a hostage
to break out of the encirclement .
Tang Jingtian had been watching closely. Seeing Jin Rihui rushing towards Li Qinmei, he immediately used his "Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada" light-footed
skill to catch up. Standing in the center, only fourteen feet away from Li Qinmei, he arrived instantly, just in time. Jin Rizhen, recognizing
the person who had shot him with divine light, tensed, relaxed his grip on Li Qinmei, and turned his attack on Tang Jingtian.
Tang Jingtian swung his sword, using the move "Raising Fire to Heaven," to block the strange staff. The Youlong Sword was incredibly sharp, but when it clashed with the strange staff, only a resounding clang was heard, deafening everyone. It turned out that Jin Rihui's staff was made of a "giant stone," a substance
neither metal nor stone, formed from a fallen star , harder than any metal. Although the Youlong Sword could cut through gold and jade, it couldn't . Tang Jingtian was startled and hurriedly released his sword. In the blink of an eye, their palms clashed. With a loud "thud," Jin Rihui was thrown back more than three zhang (approximately 10 meters), and Tang Jingtian also stumbled back six or seven steps before regaining his footing. Once he was steady, Tang Jingtian quickly checked his sword. Seeing that the Youlong Sword was undamaged, he was relieved. Then he heard Jin Rihui say , "Are you perhaps the young master Tang of Tianshan Pei? Truly excellent martial arts! I admire you all! I am honored that you have all arrived as scheduled. Mr. Meng specially instructed me to convey his greetings. Please forgive any shortcomings in our hospitality." His voice was like the clanging of metal, sharp and piercing , the echo still reverberating in the valley as he reached the mountainside. Tang Jingtian's heart skipped a beat. He thought, "So it's another messenger from Meng Shentong. This old devil is indeed incredibly powerful, living up to his reputation . He actually has so many extraordinary people willing to obey his orders." Suddenly, a long whistle rang out, and Feng Lin, her clothes fluttering, swept past him like a whirlwind. She unleashed her superb lightness skill, truly like riding the wind, her speed far surpassing Jin Rizhan's. Tang Jingtian and Jin Rizhan exchanged blows, though only a few moves, both had used their life's skills. In the contest of weapons, neither gained the upper hand, but in the clash of internal energy, Tang Jingtian had a slight advantage. However, Jin Rizhan only retreated a few steps more than Tang Jingtian , demonstrating that his skill was also among the top in the martial arts world. At this moment, Feng Lin had already given chase, and the others stopped in their tracks. The Ice Maiden smiled at her husband, "Auntie is even more ambitious than the young people. Why bother humiliating this person and making enemies everywhere?" She thought it was because Feng Lin had seen Tai Xinshu and wanted to personally challenge Jin Rihui. Tang Jingtian looked up and exclaimed, "Wait, something's not right!" It turned out that Feng Lin and Jin Rihui were not going in the same direction at all. Jin Rihui had gone up the eastern mountain peak, while Feng Lin's figure had already disappeared into the western forest. The western mountain peak was much denser with trees than the eastern one. After a while, Chen Tianyu and his wife arrived and thanked Tang Jingtian. Tang Jingtian asked him what had happened, and Chen Tianyu said, "We also came to the Mangshan gathering at Cao Jin'er's invitation. Just now, this person claimed to be Meng Shentong's envoy and came to greet us. For some reason , as soon as he saw Jiangnan, he turned pale and wanted to capture Jiangnan, so he started fighting with us." As he spoke, Jiangnan arrived, panting, and returned the Ice Sword to Youping. He chuckled, "This guy's pretty tough. I kicked him, but I fell and sprained my butt. But compared to him, he suffered a bigger loss. My fall was worth . Hmph, hmph, let's see if he dares to bully me again. Ha, Master Tang, I didn't expect to meet you here . It's been several years since we last met." Tang Jingtian laughed, "Jiangnan, come here!" Jiangnan said, "What can I do for you, Master Tang?" Tang Jingtian said, "Jiangnan, your martial arts are quite good." He reached out and shook hands with him, first using 20% of his internal energy, gradually increasing to 50%. Suddenly, Jiangnan cried out in pain. Tang Jingtian quickly let go, and Jiangnan exclaimed, "Master Tang, I haven't offended you. Why are you making me suffer ?" Tang Jingtian laughed, "I was just testing your martial arts. I want to congratulate you. I didn't expect you to be such a different person in just a few years. At this rate, you'll be among the top masters in less than ten years." Tang Jingtian praised Jiangnan, but inwardly he was extremely puzzled. Indeed, Jiang Nan's martial arts have improved significantly. It took me fifty percent of my true strength to make him cry out in pain. Such progress in just a few years is extremely remarkable for Jiang Nan, but Tang Jingtian couldn't help but be suspicious. Jin Ridan's martial arts were only slightly inferior to his own. " What to defeat him?" This truly puzzled Tang Jingtian. Tang Jingtian asked, "Jiang Nan, why did that Hui person capture you?" Jiang Nan replied, "It's all because of Master Jin. That year, this long-armed thief and several other demons were chasing Master Cangling when they ran into Master Jin. Master Jin gave them a sound beating. I was with Master Jin then, and my martial arts were taught to me by him after that incident. This long-armed thief couldn't do anything to Master Jin, and now that he's seen me, hmph, hmph, he must be taking his anger out on me." Chen Tianyu asked, "Jiang Nan, how did you defeat him?" Chen Tianyu was also extremely surprised. Jiang Nan chuckled, "I don't know either. He bullied me. You know my temper, Jiang Nan—I'm stubborn and won't back down. If he bullies me, I don't care who he is, even if I can't beat him, I'll fight. I just did my best, fighting like crazy, and that's how I knocked him down!" He clapped his hands and brushed the dust off his clothes. His story sounded incredibly casual, completely unaware of the danger he had faced. Chen Tianyu was bewildered. He said seriously, "Jiang Nan, you succeeded by luck this time. Next time, don't be so reckless and risk your life." Jiang Nan could only agree, not daring to argue back, but judging from his expression, he seemed quite unconvinced. Tang Jingtian, recalling the strange events that had occurred in the Ice Palace, had a sudden thought: "Could someone be secretly helping him?" Just as he was about to question him further , Jiang Nan suddenly asked, "Is Master Jin really dead?" At this moment, Li Qinmei and Zhong Zhan approached. Tang Jingtian frowned, thought for a moment, and then said, "My aunt and cousin personally retrieved his belongings on Snake Island and took his iron crutch from the shark's belly. Jin Shiyi's death has deeply saddened us, but the matter is undeniable." In fact, Tang Jingtian had already begun to have some doubts about Jin Shiyi 's death, but he thought that the hope of Jin Shiyi being alive was slim, Li Qinmei's grief had only recently lessened, and her relationship with Zhong Zhan was growing stronger. Why tell her his suspicions? If Jin Shiyi was indeed dead, wouldn't that only cause unnecessary anxiety? So, seeing Zhong and Li arrive, he stopped talking. Li Qinmei said, "Jiangnan, hello. What are you talking about?" Tang Jingtian said, "Nothing, we're just talking about martial arts. It's been a few years, and Jiangnan's martial arts have improved greatly. I'm praising him." Jiangnan chuckled and said, "No..."

"No, I wouldn't dare. I owe my current skills to you and Master Jin's guidance. Ha, speaking of Master Jin, it reminds me of
an old story. That year, that Miss Li tricked you, saying that Master Jin was going to Jiangsu to find us, causing you to take a long and
unnecessary detour . Later, I reminded you, do you remember? When you went to Laoshan, did you encounter Master Jin and her? Doesn't that prove
that Miss Li was indeed lying? Humph, that Miss Li is really wicked, I advise you not to pay any more attention to her!" Tang
Jingtian changed the subject, not wanting Jiangnan to mention Jin Shiyi, but Jiangnan just kept rambling on and on.
Chen Tianyu said, "Jiangnan, can't you stop talking for a few minutes?" Li Qinhui's eyes were already red, and she said softly, "Thank you
for reminding me that time, but unfortunately I realized it too late. When I got to Laoshan, he was already gone. Yes, I will never see him again! " Jiang Nan seemed to want to say
something, glancing at Chen Tianyu. Chen Tianyu's expression was very difficult, so Jiang Nan dared not continue. Li Qinmei was too grief-stricken
to notice, but Tang Jingtian noticed everything, adding another layer of doubt to his heart.
Bingchuan Tiannv said, "Look, Auntie is back!" This voice broke the awkward silence. Chen Tianyu breathed a sigh of relief and quietly
pulled Jiang Nan aside, instructing him not to mention Jin Shiyi again.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Lin arrived. Her brows were deeply furrowed, her expression dejected, and she seemed to have some doubts. Jiang Nan
asked ,
"...Didn't you catch that long-armed thief?" He hadn't clearly seen that the direction Feng Lin was chasing
was
in the opposite direction from Jin Rihui's escape. Feng Lin paused and said coldly, "Is that long-armed thief worth chasing?" Jiang Nan hit a snag again and
was greatly disappointed.
Tang Jingtian asked, "Does the enemy have any capable people lying in wait?" "I don't know, damn it, damn it!
Don't ask any more questions
!" Feng Lin usually loved to laugh and joke with the younger generation, but this time her expression was completely out of character, even Tang Jingtian
was and dared not
ask any more questions. No one could have imagined that Feng Lin, who was the most skilled in martial arts and had the best eyesight, had vaguely seen a figure on the high peak of the western mountain
when she chased Jin Richan away in Jiangnan. From a distance, it looked like Jin Shiyi, but she chased him over two mountain peaks without finding him . Instead, she was inexplicably tripped by a stone and bitten. With her skills, that should never have happened. It just so happened that the stone rolled to her feet and tripped her. Feng Lin naturally guessed that someone was playing a trick on her. At the same time, he wasn't sure if it was Jin Shiyi, so he was filled with resentment and doubt. Fortunately, after this disturbance, no one from Meng Shentong's side came to cause trouble in the following days. Feng Lin and Chen Tianyu's groups arrived at Mangshan on March 13th, two days before the appointed date—the anniversary of the death of the Candle-Armed Nun. Cao Jin'er personally led three generations of her fellow disciples to greet them. Yi Zhongnian, with a slight limp in his left leg and leaning on a cane, followed behind . After exchanging pleasantries with Cao Jin'er, Tang Jingtian asked Yi Zhongmu, "I heard that Chief Yi was harmed by that old devil. Is he alright ? If the Yin-cold energy in his body hasn't been completely expelled, Bi Pei's Jade Spirit Pill still has some effect on eliminating various evil poisons. You can try it ." Tang Jingtian knew that Yi Zhongmou was forthright and that the two families had a deep connection, so he dared to ask him directly. If it were Cao Jin'er, he might have been more cautious and wouldn't have dared to ask like that. Yi Zhongmou smiled wryly and said, "Thank you for your concern, Young Master Tang. Apart from the slight inconvenience caused by the injury to the tendons in my left foot, my internal injuries have fully healed. Old Demon Meng's Asura Yin Sha Technique is indeed powerful. He struck me so hard that I was bedridden for three months before I could get out of bed. Now, the Yin coldness has finally been completely dispelled. If Young Master has any extra Bi Ling Pills, please send two to Master Han." The "Master Han " he mentioned was Han Yinqiao, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect. Han Yinqiao and he were injured by Meng Shentong's Asura Yinsha Skill on the same day, and he was still unable to move freely. This time, his disciples carried him to Mangshan in a sedan chair to attend the grand event. Tang Jingtian was a little surprised and thought to himself, "Han Yinqiao is one of the five elders of the Central Plains martial arts world, and his skill is above Yi Zhongmu's. How come he hasn't recovered?" He didn't want to ask too much, so he handed two Biling Pills to Xiao Qingfeng and asked him to take them to the quiet room in the back and give them to Han Yinqiao. Feng Lin thought to herself, "Meng Shentong's Asura Yinsha Skill has not yet killed Yi Zhongnian. It is said in the martial arts world that he has reached the ninth level. This may not be true." Because of this thought, she became a little more careless. Li Qinmei gave her mother a look. After they sat down, Feng Lin asked, "Are all the senior disciples of your sect's seven branches here ?" Cao Jin'er paused, taken aback. According to martial arts etiquette, outsiders shouldn't ask a sect leader such a question. Although Feng Lin was about the same age as her, she was a generation older (Feng Ying, Feng Lin, and Lü Siniang were known as the "Three Heroines," though the two sisters addressed Lü Siniang as "Aunt," so Feng Lin was half a generation older than Cao Jin'er). She also knew Feng Lin's uninhibited nature and that it wasn't necessarily arrogance. After a moment's thought, she replied, "Our sect has three generations of disciples, young and old, all present. May I ask what brings Senior Feng here?" Feng Lin smiled and said, "Nothing much, just inquiring about someone." Cao Jin'er asked, "Who?" Feng Lin said, " I heard that Lü Siniang took on a disciple in her later years. Has she arrived?" "It turns out that Li Qinmei missed Gu Zhihua very much. She thought she would see Gu Zhihua once she arrived at Mangshan, but she didn't see Gu Zhihua among the disciples on Mangshan. Li Qinmei didn't feel comfortable asking directly, so she asked her mother to speak up. This was something she had agreed upon with her mother on the way. Feng Lin had already known . Cao Jin'er was quite embarrassed when Feng Lin asked her, and after a long while, she said, "This female disciple was expelled from the sect by public discussion " Feng Lin pretended to be surprised and said, "If Lü Siniang had agreed to take her in, how could she have accepted a disciple of unclear origins?" Cao Jin'er had no choice but to say, "To tell you the truth, she is the daughter ." Feng Lin said, "Oh, I see! I wonder if she has violated any of your sect's rules, or helped her father do evil?" Cao Jin'er said, "No, she hasn't." Feng Lin said, "I shouldn't be interfering in your sect's affairs." " But considering that Lü Siniang only has this one successor, and she didn't care much for him, Sister Cao, your punishment is a bit too harsh." Cao Jin'er blushed and said , "Gu Zhihua has already been expelled from the sect by a public vote in front of the patriarch's tomb. Unless she makes a great contribution to the sect, there's no way to reverse the decision."

Yi Zhongmou suddenly interrupted, "I was just about to tell Senior Sister something. The reason I was able to escape this time was
thanks to the Shaoyang Profound Skill. This—" Cao Jin'er was displeased and interrupted him, saying, "I know. With a formidable enemy at hand,
we can discuss sect matters later." She paused, then continued, "Although I am strict, I believe I can uphold justice and
have no prejudice against my fellow disciples. I will not forget anyone who has contributed. After this matter is over, we will gather as fellow disciples to discuss it. You
don't need to say anything more now."
It turned out that when Gu Zhihua was expelled from the sect, he had given Cao Jin'er four chapters of the Shaoyang Profound Skill.
These three chapters of the Shaoyang Profound Skill were created by Lü Siniang with all her life's effort to resist Meng Shentong's Asura Hidden Fiend Skill.
Cao Jin'er made three copies and passed them on to the three junior brothers with the highest skill levels in the sect. That's why Yi Zhongmou was able to
recover from his serious injuries within half a year. Yi Zhongmou had just wanted to remind his senior sister not to forget Gu Zhihua's contribution. Cao Jin'er promised to
discuss it later, so he didn't say anything more.
Cao Jin'er changed the subject and invited the leaders of the various sects to come out and meet Feng Lin. At this time, those who had arrived at Mangshan
included Master Jin Guang, the leader of the Emei Sect; Lei Zhenzi, the leader of the Wudang Sect; Lao Niao Tianlang, the leader of the Qiangdong Sect
;
and Xin Yinnong, the acting leader of the Qingcheng Sect.
Master Jin Guang was ranked first among the Five Elders of Martial Arts in the Central Plains, and was of the same generation as Mao Chuantu and Lü Siniang, half a
generation higher than Feng Lin. Xin Yinnong was Han Yinqiao's junior brother, ranked last among the elders, but his martial arts were no less than his senior brother's. During Han Yinqiao's illness
, he temporarily took over as the leader of the Qingcheng Sect. Among the various sects that came to help at this Mangshan gathering, the Qingcheng Sect had
the most disciples. Elder Wu Tianlang of the Qiangdong School, though over eighty years old, was still vigorous and the oldest among the attendees. His school's
martial arts originated from the Western Regions and possessed unique characteristics. Wu Tianlang was the school's foremost master; outsiders were unaware of his true strength.
Lei Zhenzi, the leader of the Wudang School, was the first disciple of the renowned martial arts master Mao Chuansheng. Among the leaders of various schools, he was
relatively young and senior, having served as leader for less than ten years, yet he had already achieved considerable success. After his reorganization, the Wudang School
flourished .
Cao Jin'er said, "Abbot Tongchan and Supervisor Benlao of Shaolin Temple on Mount Song should arrive around tomorrow." Wu Tianlang
stroked his beard and laughed, "This gathering is truly an unprecedented event in the martial arts world in the past hundred years. Masters from all sects are gathered here. Even two more
Meng Shentongs wouldn't be a problem." His implication seemed to be that he thought Cao Jin'er was making a mountain out of a molehill. Yi Zhongnian, Xin Yinnong, and others, having witnessed
Meng Shentong's skills, seemed quite worried, but Wu Tianlang was the oldest, and Yi Zhongmu couldn't easily advise him against being arrogant.
The next day, disciples from various sects arrived in droves, totaling more than five hundred. Besides the leaders of each sect, martial arts masters, and disciples of high
status staying in the main hall, ten temporary thatched huts were also set up, all of which were full.
Many disciples from different sects were friendly with each other, or had long admired each other, taking this opportunity to socialize and visit each other. The Mangshan Mountain was bustling with activity. Lei Zhenzi, knowing that the Ice River Fairy was the daughter of Gui Huasheng, a
renowned senior , and also an elder of their sect, had privately visited her to pay his respects.
At dusk, heroes of all ages from both the righteous and the wicked arrived. Tang Jingtian and Chen Tianyu strolled through the cemetery of the Touch-Armed Nun,
noticing small groups of people scattered about. From among them, they heard Jiang Nan's chattering voice; the person he was speaking to
seemed to be a woman. Looking closer, they realized it was Yang Liuqing and her mother. Chang Liuqing's father, Iron Palm Divine Bullet Yang Zhongying, had
been Tang Jingtian's father's teacher forty years ago, making him an elder. Tang Jingtian went over to greet him, only to hear Jiang Nan excitedly recounting his
triumphant victory over a powerful enemy the previous day. Zou Fengxia laughed, "I don't believe it. That long-armed thief you mentioned, even Master Tang's
Heavenly Mountain Divine Light couldn't hurt him, how could you possibly defeat him?" Jiang Nan said, "If you don't believe me, go ask Master Tang. I, Jiang Nan,
am not bragging at all this time!"
Tang Jingtian laughed, "Jiang Nan is no longer what he used to be. Weixia, you can't underestimate him anymore." Upon hearing this, Jiang Nan was
naturally pleased, and Zou Weixia was even more pleased. She grabbed Jiang Nan's hand and said, "Good! So you've diligently practiced such
wonderful martial arts over the past few years without giving me a word. What skill did you use to defeat that long-armed thief? Go to that open space over there and show me
."
Jiang Nan was from a scholarly background, and Zou Weixia happened to be in love with him. Yang Liuqing was initially very unhappy about this. Later, with Jin Shiyi's secret help,
Jiang Nan helped Yang Liuqing defeat a powerful enemy, and Yang Liuqing's opinion of him began to change. However, when it came to betrothing her daughter
to him, Yang Liuqing was still unwilling. Hearing Tang Jingtian praise Jiangnan so highly
,
Yang Liuqing couldn't help but look at Jiangnan in a new light, thinking to herself, "A hero's origins are not important. Since my daughter likes him, I can only let them be." Tang Jingtian asked, "How is Uncle Zou?" Yang Liuqing replied, "He's fine. There's no one at home, so I left him to guard the old family home, which is why he didn't come
this time . Where is your father?" Tang Jingtian said, "My father asked my aunt and me to come." Yang Liuqing
was a little disappointed to hear that Tang Xiaolan hadn't come to the event, saying, "It's a pity he didn't come. If he had, we would have had a better chance of winning." It turned out that Yang Liuqing had been
betrothed to Tang Xiaolan when she was young. Although the marriage didn't happen, their friendship remained, especially since Yang Liuqing still missed Tang Xiaolan. She thought she
would be able to meet him this time, but Tang Xiaolan only sent his son to represent him, so she was a little disappointed.
As they were talking, they suddenly heard the sound of bells and drums resounding. Looking into the distance, they saw Cao Jin'er leading three generations of her fellow disciples, young and old, filing out of
the gate. Yang Liuqing said, "Which distinguished guest has arrived? Let's go and see." When she arrived, Cao Jin'er only sent her junior brothers
Yi Zhongmou and Cheng Hao to greet her, which naturally made Yang Liuqing somewhat unhappy.
But upon closer inspection, Yang Liuqing's anger immediately subsided. It turned out to be Abbot Tongchan and Supervisor Muzhi of Shaolin Temple
, leading eighteen senior disciples to Mangshan. Abbot Tongchan was highly respected, even surpassing Tang Xiaolan in virtue.
Among the Five Elders of the Central Plains martial arts world, he was second only to Master Jinguang in age, and his divine skills were on par with Master Jinguang. Even his
eighteen senior disciples were first-rate figures in the martial arts world, known as the "Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin Temple."
It was only natural that Cao Jin'er greeted him with the most solemn ceremony.
Strangely, Master Tongchan's expression was quite somber. While the leaders of the various sects were overjoyed to see the Shaolin monks arrive,
Master Tongchan remained largely silent. Even the "Eighteen Arhats," amidst the cheerful atmosphere, wore expressionless faces.
The leaders of the various sects found this odd. Master Tongchan was a pillar of the martial arts world, a highly
respected monk, known for his humility and tranquility. He would never be arrogant, relying solely on his status. It was precisely because the leaders knew him
well they hadn't misunderstood him. His expression today suggested he was burdened with heavy thoughts. What could be causing him such distress?
What were the high monk's true feelings?
Master Tongchan spotted Tang Jingtian in the crowd and beckoned him forward, asking, "Didn't your father come?" Tang Jingtian replied, "
No. " Cao Jin said, "Without Master Tang, we're missing a host. Fortunately, Master Tongchan is here to provide support, so we can
rest assured." At this Mangshan gathering, almost all the masters from various sects had gathered, and eight or nine out of ten shared Cao Jin'er's thought:
victory was assured in tomorrow's battle. Given Master Tongchan's status, it might not even be necessary for him to personally intervene.
However, Master Tongchan's expression was extremely grave. He said, "With Master Tang absent, we can only do our best tomorrow. We can only
hope for Buddha's mercy to help us overcome this martial arts catastrophe!"
Upon hearing this, the seated monk was shocked, assuming Master Tongchan must have some insight into his words. Lei Zhenzi asked, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and
you will win every battle . Our people are all here; do we know who the other side has invited?" "This question was partly directed at Cao Jin'er,
and partly a probe into Master Tongchan's intentions. In Lei Zhenzi's mind, if it were merely Meng Shentong, Master Tongchan wouldn't be so
serious ; it seemed the other side
had other experts, and Master Tongchan already knew. Cao Jin'er said, 'I heard that several sect leaders encountered Meng Shentong's envoys when they went up the mountain. They
still don't know exactly how many people were on their side. Judging from what they said, while those envoys' martial arts were not ordinary, they couldn't possibly be stronger than any of you
present .' Lei Zhenzi asked, 'Where do they live?'" "Logically speaking, the two sides
scheduled a battle more than half a year ago. Our side has sent several hundred people, and the other side must have sent quite a few as well. Even if there are a hundred or so, they would need
a spacious place to stay. Cao Jin'er, leading three generations of her fellow disciples, has been waiting in Mangshan for a long time. She
should know
where the other side is staying." Lei Zhenzi, eager for glory, wanted to spy on the enemy camp before the battle. However, when Cao Jin'er heard his question, she blushed and said, "Meng Shentong has never shown his face, and we haven't found out where they are staying." Wu Tianlang laughed and said, "
In that , those envoys of the other side are quite elusive and mysterious."
Cao Jin'er said angrily, "No matter how many people he invited, can they be stronger than the heroes from all the sects who have gathered in Mangshan this time?" Master Tongchan
said slowly, "There are heavens beyond heavens, and people beyond people. As for Meng Shentong, I'm afraid I can't handle him!" Lei Zhenzi was surprised
and hurriedly asked, "Has Master already met with that old monster Meng?" "
Master Tongchan said, 'You could say we've sparred, or you could say we haven't. You are all masters of your respective schools, so of course you know that the depth of
martial arts doesn't necessarily require a personal contest.' Everyone felt there was something fishy about the Shaolin abbot's words, but given
his status, no one dared to ask further.
Tang Jingtian was acquainted with the Great Compassionate Zen Master among the 'Eighteen Arhats.' After the meeting of the various school leaders, he went to ask
the Great Compassionate Zen Master and learned the truth: Master Tongchan had indeed secretly sparred with Meng Shentong, but the two had never actually
met.
It turned out that when the Shaolin monks arrived at the mountain, Meng Shentong sent Ji Xiaofeng to greet them and, according to martial arts etiquette, presented a visiting card.
Meng Shentong considered himself..." Extremely high. Of all those who attended the gathering, only three received his invitation: Master Jin Guang,
an Master Tong Chan; and Tang Jingtian. This was because Tang Jingtian represented the Tianshan Sect, and Meng Shentong dared not send anyone to
the summit of Tianshan to cause trouble for Tang Xiaolan. Therefore, he instead sent his invitation to the Ice Palace and stole the precious sword—a matter already mentioned and need not be repeated.
In short , he sent his invitation to Tang Jingtian because Tang Jingtian was Tang Xiaolan's son, not because of Tang Jingtian's martial arts skills. Aside from this... Besides the three
, even Feng Lin, Wu Tianlang, Lei Zhenzi, and others hadn't received his visiting card.
Master Tongchan was a highly virtuous monk, and since the other party had come with courtesy, he naturally greeted them with the same respect. However, whether at Meng Shentong
's behest or simply itching to show off his skills, Ji Xiaofeng, while bowing to Master Tongchan, suddenly displayed his masterful thieving skills, stealing
three of Master Tongchan's prayer beads. These beads were hanging on Master Tongchan's forehead; he had used the presentation of the gift box as a cover, and without cutting
the string, he had stolen them from the beads... He took out three prayer beads from his robes, his movements swift and silent—a thieving
skill .
The eighteen Arhats were completely unaware, but Master Tongchan was no ordinary man. Even before Ji Xiaofeng's fingers touched his prayer beads, he
sensed it . With his profound martial arts, he could activate his protective divine power with a mere thought, enough to severely injure Ji Xiaofeng, if not kill him. But just as he
made that thought, he heard a voice laughing, "The abbot of Shaolin Temple actually wants to pick a fight with a young upstart
?" "Master Tongchan paused, his divine power about to be unleashed but abruptly withdrawn. In that instant, Ji Xiaofeng had already taken away his three prayer beads!
Only after Master Tongchan revealed this did the Eighteen Arhats learn of it; at the time, they hadn't even heard a sound: this was
the highest level of internal energy cultivation among the evil sects, called 'Heavenly Escape Transmission of Sound,' very similar to the righteous sects' 'Secret Transmission of Sound.' However, while ' Secret Transmission of Sound' could be heard by those nearby, 'Heavenly Escape Transmission of Sound' was only perceived by the person directly involved. This was the first time Master Tongchan had encountered
such a wondrous and evil skill. For someone of Master Tongchan's martial arts prowess and status to suffer such a great loss, having his three prayer beads , was truly unexpected. No wonder the Shaolin disciples looked so dejected. 'It's obvious that the person who dared to send 'Heavenly Escape Transmission of Sound' to Master Tongchan was none other than Meng Shentong—if not , but merely someone invited, then it would be even more terrifying!'" After finishing his words, the Great Compassionate Zen Master sighed and said, "Before this, although there were many legends in the martial arts world about how miraculous Meng Shentong's martial arts were, we didn't quite believe it. Now, it seems that this old monster's supernatural powers are far beyond our imagination!" The next day was the scheduled meeting. Early in the morning, the leaders of various sects held another gathering to elect the host of the Mangshan Conference. The Venerable Tongchan and Master Jinguang, being highly respected, were elected as the host and vice-host, respectively. Cao Jin'er, as the host, was also invited by the leaders of various sects to assist in the hosting out of courtesy. Among those present, Wu Tianlang was the oldest, but his name was not mentioned at all when the people were electing the host and vice-host. He was secretly unhappy, but he did not show it on his face. After the arrangements were made, the disciples of various sects and heroes from all walks of life followed the Venerable Tongchan and Cao Jin'er. Following Jin'er, the large group entered the tomb of the Candle-Armed Nun . A large grassy area lay before the tomb, perfect for the duel. Meng Shentong and Cao Jin'er had agreed on a time of noon. With half an hour to go, disciples from various sects took their positions, forming a neat, nine-palace eight-trigram formation around the tombs of the Candle-Armed Nun and Lü Siniang, awaiting Meng Shentong's arrival! News of the Painful Zen Master's ordeal from the previous day had already spread, weighing heavily on everyone's minds. No one dared to underestimate Meng Shentong . The square was utterly silent; you could hear a pin drop!

Time ticked by, hundreds of eyes fixed on the entrance to the cemetery. The sun was almost directly overhead, yet not a single person from
Meng Shentong's faction had shown up!
Disciples from various sects couldn't help but murmur amongst themselves. Some said, "So Meng Shentong is just a show-off! He
knows all the masters from different sects are gathered at Mangshan and he's too scared to show his face!" Others said, "I doubt it. Or is there some kind of
trick?" Still others said, "In a situation like this, what trick could he possibly pull? I think he's just giving up!"
Amidst the commotion, a thunderous boom resounded—the Mangshan disciple responsible for timekeeping had fired the first noon cannon! Meng Shentong remained nowhere to be seen
: "
A thunderclap splits the rocks, a strange event
is brewing; all the trees are silent, awaiting its arrival."
To find out what happens next, please turn to the next chapter.

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