The Legend of the Condor Heroes: I became one of the Five Great Masters by drawing cards

Chapter 6 Wudang Nine Yang Gong

Seeing Gu Ping'an coming out awkwardly, Wanyan Kang came forward with a mischievous smile on his face.

"This girl is truly stunning, and seems to have a good temper, too. It's a pity that the old stubborn one is so difficult to deal with." He gave her a knowing look, "But Brother Gu, don't worry. Just lock him up for a while longer, and there's no need to worry that he won't obey."

Gu Ping'an said with regret: "My young prince, your opinion is very wise, but this is the only way for now."

"It's getting late. Let's go. I'll take you back to your room to rest."

The wing room had been cleaned up in advance. After seeing Wan Yan Kang off, Gu Ping'an called up the system again.

He had just received 1000 reputation points for free from Master Lingzhi, which was just enough for a ten-draw combo.

【Exchange for card drawing props. 】

[Exchange successful, consumes 1000 reputation points, and gains +10 Yunyin Bamboo Sticks]

[Current Card Pool: Happy Revenge (Permanent Card Pool)]

【Extraction/Ten consecutive extractions】

Before choosing to draw, he was already looking forward to the third orange card that would be in his hands.

The card drawing animation he had seen before was played again, but he had no interest in watching it, and was eagerly waiting for the cards to fall from the sky.

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

This time the cards were far fewer than before—one purple, one blue, and the rest were green.

As for the top-quality orange card he was expecting, there was not a single one.

Is there no guarantee for ten consecutive draws?

Gu Ping'an looked at the system interface with some dissatisfaction, and then he discovered that there were a few lines of small words under the card pool.

[This card pool is permanent. Chance of obtaining an orange premium card: 2%]

[Every ten draws, you will definitely get a purple premium or higher quality card.]

[Every forty times you draw, you will definitely get an orange top-quality card.]

[Left until this guaranteed reward: 27 times]

Forty times to guarantee a minimum?
Gu Ping'an sighed slightly in disappointment and looked at his harvest helplessly.

[Obtain Purple Premium Card: Zhang Cuishan]

【Martial Arts Distributing】

[Congratulations on obtaining: "Wudang Nine Yang Gong" (Level: Small Achievement)]

Internal strength techniques!

Although he had accumulated internal skills for several years by drawing cards, without the guidance of a mental method, his skills were almost ineffective, and were far inferior to the purity gained from practicing superior internal skills.

The Wudang Nine Yang Kung Fu is not the most advanced internal martial art, but it is derived from the authentic Nine Yang Manual, and was improved by the master Zhang Sanfeng, so it is actually the best in the world.

A purple card can randomly give you martial arts of this level. Although it is a realm of "somewhat successful", it is equivalent to half an orange top-grade card.

[Obtained Blue Chivalrous Card: Ding Minjun]

【Martial Arts Distributing】

[Congratulations on obtaining: "Emei Sword Technique: Nine Styles of the Golden Summit" (Realm: Initial Glimpse of the Path)]

There are two character cards in total, both from "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber", which just fill the gaps in his internal skills and weapon skills.

"Nine Styles of the Golden Summit" is also considered one of the Emei School's martial arts. Compared to today, it should be on par with "Quanzhen Sword Technique". It's a pity that "Ding Minjun" is not strong enough and his martial arts level is quite low.

As for the eight green cultivation cards, even if they were added together, they still didn't add up to a full year. Gu Ping'an sat cross-legged, silently reciting the mantra of the mental method, and used the "Wudang Nine Yang Gong" for the first time.

Every word is like pearls falling on a jade plate.

A warm air flow rises slowly from Dantian and flows slowly along the meridians, like the rising sun, warm but not dry, and full of vitality.

This is exactly the characteristic of the Nine Yang Internal Force. Although it is masculine, it is both hard and soft, and the internal force is self-regenerating.

Young Zhang Sanfeng received instruction from Master Jueyuan for a long time, and he memorized about 50% to 60% of the entire "Nine Yang Manual". As he had never practiced martial arts before, his "Wudang Nine Yang Kung Fu" retained all the pure characteristics of the original version.

Gu Ping'an finished his training and stood up, a look of joy on his face, feeling indescribably relieved.

The cultivation gained from drawing cards in the body has all been transformed into Wudang Nine Yang Internal Force. Although it has only been three years, it is equivalent to ten years of hard practice for ordinary people.

Looking at his current combat capabilities, even if he is not as good as Liang Ziweng and others, he is not far behind.

Silent all night.

The next day, Gu Ping'an found an excuse and left Prince Zhao's mansion.

Wanyan Kang no longer had any doubts in his heart, so he no longer hesitated to use means to win him over. Not only did he not stop him, but he generously gave him a hundred taels of silver and let him use it as he pleased.

After circling the city several times and confirming that no one was following him, Gu Ping'an immediately used his Qinggong skills to return to his old house.

The old grandmother woke up and found that he was not in the room. She was worried until she heard him come in. Then she felt relieved.

He stayed with his grandmother for most of the day and cleaned the house inside and out.

Seeing dusk falling, he hesitated for a moment, then spoke.

"Grandma, my grandson found a job yesterday and will be away for a few days. I've already discussed it with our neighbor, Zhao Erniang, and I'll ask her to take care of you for the next few days."

He was worried that his grandmother would find it difficult to accept, but he didn't expect that she was very understanding. Although she was reluctant, she did not stop him. She just repeatedly reminded him to be careful and take care of himself.

After bidding farewell to his grandmother, Gu Ping'an gave her a few taels of silver and entrusted her to the neighbor.

When we returned to Prince Zhao's mansion, it was completely dark. As soon as we entered the door, a maid came to invite us in and said that the prince invited all the masters to a banquet in Xiangxue Hall.

The Xiangxue Hall was now fully decorated, with bright lights and candles, and the table was filled with fine wine and delicious food, including all kinds of delicacies.

Wanyan Honglie sat at the head of the table, and a group of experts had also taken their seats. Master Lingzhi sat on a throne nearby, his face as pale as gold paper, and a thick felt blanket cushioned his body.

Seeing that the banquet had not yet begun and only he was waiting, Gu Pingan hurriedly clasped his fists and apologized: "I am late, which is really impolite. I will drink three cups as a punishment to express my apology. Please forgive me!"

"No problem, no problem!" Wanyan Honglie waved his hands without putting on airs. "Let's not be so formal today. Young Master Gu, please take a seat!"

Although he said so, Gu Ping'an couldn't just ignore it. He immediately poured himself a drink and drank three cups in a row.

During the Song and Jin dynasties, most of the wine was water. Even though the Jin people preferred strong liquor, the alcohol content was not high. After three cups, I only felt a little warmer, but not drunk at all.

"Young Master Gu has a good alcohol tolerance!" Everyone applauded.

Ouyang Ke gently waved his folding fan. "I'm a little curious. Brother Gu, you're so late. I wonder what it is that has you so fascinated by this place?"

"Is there even a need to ask?" Peng Lianhu chuckled. "Look at Brother Gu, his face is rosy and full of smiles. Where else could he be going? To a brothel!"

As soon as he said this, all the masters burst into laughter, and even Wanyan Honglie couldn't help laughing.

The two men sang the same tune, as if they had been prepared for it. Gu Ping'an was happy to play along, pretending to be angry but not refuting a single word.

A few people just thought he was a real lecher, and the room immediately became lively.

At this time, Butler Jian pushed the door open, bowed to Liang Ziweng, and handed him a note.

Liang Ziweng handed the note to Wanyan Honglie and said, "Your Highness, this is the handwriting of the young prince, right?"

(End of this chapter)