Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 220: Apprenticeship, 'Good Mother', There is No Pure Cultivation in the Pure Cultivation Courtyard (, please give me a monthly ticket)
"So, you came to see me?"

Yang Lihua looked at the four people in front of her, recalling their former glory. At that time, the four queens were as beautiful as peaches and plums, and were the center of everyone's love. Looking at them now, although they are still as beautiful as flowers and have charm, they have lost their confidence and are willing to compromise.

Yuchi Fanchi was wearing a round-necked long dress with a pink base embroidered with peach blossoms. The loose fit subtly concealed her mature and voluptuous figure, and she looked dignified yet not coquettish. Hearing the sentimentality in Yang Lihua's words, he quickly bowed and said, "Princess, please help us once for the sake of our past friendship."

"I've helped you many times," Yang Lihua said softly, but still sighed, "This is the last time. I'll go find that Heavenly Master and explain everything."

Yang Lihua didn't think she couldn't persuade Dugu Jialuo, but she couldn't go to Dugu Jialuo to plead for the four outsiders. Letting them leave the palace and become nuns was already a great favor.

"You guys go back first. I'll send someone to inform you of the outcome."

Yang Lihua waved her hand to drive the four women away, and at the same time ordered people to wash up with hot water. After she had dressed herself properly, she prepared to go find Zhang Kuang.

Unexpectedly, he met Yuwen Eying when he went out.

"Mom, are you going to find that Heavenly Master? I heard that he is very powerful and is the first grandmaster in the world." Yuwen Eying was wearing a tight warrior uniform. When she mentioned Zhang Kuang, her eyes sparkled with starlight and were full of admiration.

Yang Lihua frowned and said, "He's just a warrior. You... well, if you want to go, just follow me."

Because of Yuwen Yong, Yuwen Eying was not welcomed in the Yang family. If it were not for the fact that she was Yang Lihua's biological daughter, she would not even be able to learn martial arts.

Because of her special status, no one dared to approach Yuwen Eying easily, so she could only indulge in martial arts. But the frustrating thing was that martial arts required talent, and Yuwen Eying's talent was not good. Not to mention her innate talent, even her acquired talent was bumpy.

So Yang Lihua loved her so much that she even spoiled her.

Yuwen Eying happily ran to take a bath, changed into a pearl and jade headdress and a slim long skirt that she had previously looked down upon, and dressed herself up beautifully.

Yang Lihua had no choice but to bring Yuwen Eying to Cihang Jingzhai.

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In Cihang Jingzhai, after Zhang Kuang helped Fan Qinghui improve his martial arts, he began to consider the next step. Now he has established himself as the "Tianshi Dao" and has also "connected" with Dugu Jialuo. Although the process was not smooth, the result was very gratifying.

Next, you can find a way to participate in the war to destroy Chen and use the war to collect consumables reasonably.

He didn't think the matter at Tianshi Temple would cause any waves at all. After all, Yuchi Fanchi and the others were able to live until now thanks to Dugu Jialuo's magnanimity. If they really did something weird at this time, how could Dugu Jialuo be so nice to them?
But he didn't expect that Yang Lihua would come.

In the reception hall, Zhang Kuang's gaze fell on the mature woman sitting elegantly in the guest seat and the pretty girl who was obviously a little restless, and asked doubtfully, "Princess Anping is visiting today, but is there anything you need my help with?"

"...The Heavenly Master is quick-witted, but Lihua is hypocritical. I came here this time to ask the Heavenly Master to talk to my mother and let Yuchi Fanchi and the others go. They are all practicing in seclusion now..."

Yang Lihua had only said half of her words when she saw Zhang Kuang raise his hand. She immediately stopped talking and looked at Zhang Kuang with attentive ears.

Zhang Kuang said, "Princess Anping, please don't get involved in this kind of thing. If there are benefits in the future, you will also have a share."

"But even if they were once queens, they are now just nuns living under someone else's roof. Why bother looking for them?"

"because……"

Zhang Kuang explained how his skills could help people regain youth, prolong their lifespan, and maintain eternal youth.

Yang Lihua's face was filled with solemnity. She nodded lightly and said, "If that's the case, then it's Lihua's fault. This is also a good thing for them. Asking them to fake their deaths is also good for them. They are a little confused."

Considering that her father usurped the throne of the Zhou Kingdom, Yang Lihua could show leniency to the old people from her homeland and take into account their friendship; but considering the martial arts that could maintain eternal youth and rejuvenate, Yang Lihua felt that Yuchi Fanchi and the others were somewhat ungrateful.

Yuwen Eying's dark pupils reflected an arrogant and confident figure. She subconsciously placed her hands on her legs, clenched her fists nervously, touched Yang Lihua with her legs, and looked at Yang Lihua with pleading eyes.

Although she was speechless, no one knows a daughter better than her mother. How could Yang Lihua not know what her daughter was thinking?
Can……

Yang Lihua looked a bit conflicted - Yuwen Eying was now waiting to be married, and she was preparing to discuss with her father about choosing a husband for her daughter. If Yuwen Eying was allowed to become Zhang Kuang's disciple at this time, and they were alone together as a man and a woman, who knew what would happen?

"Princess, do you have anything else to do?" Zhang Kuang opened his mouth and prepared to drive them away. He was going to collect the supplies for practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra/Yi Jin Jing.

Yang Lihua stood up and was about to leave.

Yuwen Eying was anxious, so she stood up and said, "Master, I want to be your disciple!"

"Don't be rude!" Yang Lihua grabbed her daughter's wrist, but she shook it off with force. For a moment, impatience appeared on her face, and she wanted to slap her to wake her up.

But I didn’t expect…

"can."

Zhang Kuang agreed very readily.

"However, Tai Chi is easy to learn but difficult to master. I have another method that women can practice. As long as you practice diligently, you will reap remarkable rewards."

Yuwen Eying's face lit up with a bright smile, her rosy cheeks like a little apple. She nodded vigorously and said, "Everything is up to Master."

Yang Lihua's brows were furrowed into knots, but when she noticed Zhang Kuang was about to look at her, they relaxed instantly, forcing a relieved smile onto her face. The change was very natural. She grabbed Yuwen Eying's hand, placed it on her palm, patted it twice, and said:

"How can becoming a disciple be so simple? First, come home with me, prepare the apprenticeship gift, and then invite guests to witness it. Pay respects to heaven and earth, and kowtow to your teacher. Only then can we be a proper master and disciple."

Yuwen Eying had never heard of such a rule, but seeing how serious Yang Lihua was, she was also frightened. She nodded repeatedly, then looked at Zhang Kuang and said, "Then Master, I will go back first and formally become your disciple in a couple of days."

Zhang Kuang smiled and nodded, his gaze making Yang Lihua feel a little uncomfortable, but his gentle expression also made Yang Lihua feel that she might be too sensitive.

After Zhang Kuang politely escorted Yang Lihua and Yuwen Eying out the door, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a brown-haired figure flashing across the street. He paused for a moment and chuckled, "It's rare to see foreigners in Daxing City."

Yuwen Eying said with a smile: "Master, do you want to meet a foreigner, or a foreign beauty?"

"If it's the latter, I can take Master to the place where my elders practice meditation. There's an elder there who often brings younger generations to discuss the Dao with them. Her younger generation has brown hair, and I have a good relationship with her."

"Aying! Don't be rude!" Yang Lihua felt that what she said was a bit helpless, but the most important thing at this time was to quickly persuade her daughter to give up the idea of ​​becoming a disciple. Therefore, she didn't care how unorthodox her daughter's words were. She nodded and smiled at Zhang Kuang, and hurriedly took her daughter to the carriage as if avoiding a flood.

Zhang Kuang watched the peach swaying under the long skirt until it disappeared from view, then he flashed and chased after the brown-haired figure.

The presence of a foreigner in Daxing City was not a big deal, but if this foreigner had good martial arts skills and had been guarding outside Cihang Jingzhai, he would naturally become curious and want to find out what was going on.

Fortunately, although the opponent ran fast, his spiritual perception was not to be underestimated.

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Let's talk about two things. First, Yang Lihua took Yuwen Eying onto the carriage, and immediately pushed her daughter onto the couch, poked her head lightly with her finger, and said angrily:

"You've grown so strong now that you dare to act on your own?" Yuwen Eying's cheeks were dented by Yang Lihua's fingers, but it didn't hurt. She smiled and said, "Mother just wants me to find a good husband, so that I can have a good background in the future and don't have to worry about being beheaded."

"Don't talk nonsense! You are my daughter, who dares to kill you?" Yang Lihua was touched by her daughter's words. Her eyes suddenly dimmed. Although she spoke toughly, her tone softened unconsciously.

Yuwen Eying hugged Yang Lihua's waist, put her face under her ribs, and said with her childhood grain bag against her back, "Mother, if I take the Heavenly Master as my teacher, then whether they want to marry me or kill me, they must carefully consider whether they can afford to offend my master. Isn't this better than marrying anyone casually?"

Yang Lihua frowned and said, "But you know your talent well. That person agreed to take you in as his disciple right away. He clearly has other motives."

"What are you planning?"

"It's nothing more than your identity."

"But if that's the case, he might as well go straight to my mother. After all, my mother is the daughter of the Sui Emperor, and I am just a scoundrel who has survived..."

Before the word "seed" came out, Yang Lihua glared at him and shouted, "Shut up!"

Seeing the mist rising in her daughter's eyes, her anger just rising dissipated. She hugged Yuwen Eying with her backhand and said with a sad face: "It's my mother who is sorry for you..."

"It was Yang Jian who let my mother and me down!" Yuwen Eying said in a low but firm voice.

Yang Lihua tensed up and looked at her daughter in disbelief. Just as she was about to speak, she saw that her daughter's face was no longer sweet and lovely, and her temperament suddenly became fierce and intimidating:

"I can understand why he took the throne from my brother. After all, he was already at the highest position among the officials. He could either rise to a higher position like the Sima family, or be killed by fear like Tan Daoji.

But why did he want to kill my brother?"

"Aying! Who taught you these?" Yang Lihua was anxious and angry. She pushed her daughter away with one hand and raised her palm high.

But looking at his daughter's stubborn face, he finally didn't hit her.

She said bitterly, "Do you know that such thoughts will harm yourself?"

"Mother, do you know that if I hadn't had this thought all these years, I would have gone to find father long ago." Yuwen Eying's eyes were filled with tears, and her face was haggard with tears in her eyes, which made me feel pity for her.

"If I can marry the Heavenly Master, I won't have to worry about the rest of my life. Even if he has other intentions, it's better than losing my life." Yuwen Eying wiped away her tears and her face returned to the sweet, lovely, and heartless smile she had at the beginning. "As long as I can survive, I'll do anything."

Yang Lihua felt her throat clogged, and she was filled with depression and anger that she couldn't release. She gritted her teeth and asked, "Who taught you to say that before?"

Yuwen Eying pursed her lips, her eyes avoided, but her expression became sweeter, trying to get away with it.

But Yang Lihua suddenly realized that her daughter didn't socialize much due to her special status. The only place she often went to was the Qingxiuyuan where Yuchi Fanchi and the others were staying. Her bright face suddenly turned ferocious. "Is it Zhu Manyue? Is it Yuchi Fanchi? Or Chen Yueyi? Yuan Leshang?"

Yuwen Eying just kept silent.

Yang Lihua suddenly realized: "Who is the person who went to the monastery to preach?"

Yuwen Eying looked flustered and stammered, "No, no one..." She bit her lips tightly, not expecting that her words in her high spirits would make her mother notice something was wrong.

Yang Lihua's eyes darkened instantly. She pushed her daughter away, opened the car curtain, and said gloomily, "Let's go to the monastery!"

This matter must be explained!
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Qing Xiuyuan.

Zhang Kuang followed the brown-haired figure all the way to Qingxiuyuan, with some surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect that there would be such a remote area in Daxing City, the best place in Kyoto. Except for a few people who were obviously responsible for surveillance and were messing around there, the streets were deserted and there was not even a ghost in sight.

"This is getting more and more interesting."

Zhang Kuang walked towards the Qingxiu Temple with a smile in his eyes.

Then he was stopped by a person in charge of surveillance. The person yawned lazily and said, "Please stop. Several queens of the previous dynasty are practicing as nuns here. Men are not allowed to enter."

"Get out!" Zhang Kuang glanced at him.

"Okay." Then the man slipped away without looking back.

Even Zhang Kuang, who was knowledgeable and experienced, was speechless and laughed at the other party's straightforward attitude, "Get back here."

"Okay." The man ran back to Zhang Kuang very decisively.

"I told you to get out, and you really ran away?" Zhang Kuang was very curious about this man's mental state.

Then he thought for a moment and said with difficulty, "Are you really going away?"

Zhang Kuang: “…”

He took a shallow breath and said, "Aren't you responsible for stopping people?"

"Yes, but usually only one 'Good Mother' comes to see the four queens with her apprentice or Princess Anping's daughter. We report it repeatedly but get no response, so we don't bother to stop them.

You're not a 'good mother,' but we can't afford to offend you, right? Guarding this godforsaken place for so little a monthly salary, why risk your life, don't you think?

"Clear." Zhang Kuang patted his shoulder and said, "Then I'll go in?"

"Don't worry, we're keeping our eyes open. You haven't been here today."

Zhang Kuang threw out a string of five-zhu coins with satisfaction, then swaggered into the Qingxiu Temple.

But he didn't go through the door, he just climbed over the wall.

The clerk in charge of supervision counted the money in his hand, his face full of joy as if he had made a profit.

His colleagues, who were playing slackers, came forward and stared at the money in his hand, asking with envy, "Are we really going to pretend we didn't see it?"

"How could you possibly do that! If someone finds out, how many heads do you have? Just report it."

"But didn't we take his money?"

"So what? I'm the one who took the money, and you're the ones who reported it. Come on, let's divide the money first, and then I'll buy you a drink!"

Just when a few people were neglecting their duties, a carriage came rolling over. The driver saw a few people counting money and said something to the people in the carriage.

Yang Lihua snorted heavily in the carriage, "Ask them clearly. If they dare to let a man in private, they will be killed!"

(End of this chapter)