Minglong

Chapter 9: Pouring Candles
“Ding ding ding~…”

"You little slut, are you playing tricks on me?"

……

As the night deepened, the hustle and bustle deep within the complex continued.

In the spacious front yard, the moonlight is as bright as a flower.

Meiqiu picked up fallen leaves from the ground and put them into the bamboo basket by the wall. It seemed that she was acting as a personal servant, cleaning the courtyard.

Xie Jinhuan supported himself with two fingers and sat upside down in meditation on the white stone trail in the middle, flipping through a book of exercises in his right hand.

His martial arts method is "Joyful Heart Sutra", which includes the matching moves "Eight Styles of Silver Dragon", and he also has some insights and opinions.

During the flourishing of the Daqian religions, the cultivation schools can be roughly summarized as "immortals, Buddhas, warriors, witches and demons". Although their methods are very different, they all have the same origin and refine the "qi of the origin of all things", which can also be said to be the "innate qi".

Because "one qi creates yin and yang, and yin and yang are divided into five elements", the Taoist schools have different tendencies and are usually difficult to communicate with.

For example, martial artists follow the path of balance and practice "one qi" without separating yin and yang and the five elements.

Thunder belongs to the wood element of the Five Elements, which is extremely hard and yang. If you want to use this technique, your technique must be biased.

For this reason, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for a pure warrior to perform mysterious magic.

But Xie Jinhuan had some ideas a long time ago - for example, using his extraordinary attainments to reverse the martial arts method, allowing the true qi he had refined to decompose and separate, first dividing it into five, and then taking one out of the five. In this way, he could use the true qi of a martial artist to display the magical powers of the Xuanmen sect.

The advantage of this method is that it can forcibly achieve "all-knowing", and any magical power can be used.

But the disadvantages are also obvious. It is extremely difficult to go against the trend, and the true energy only takes one out of five. Even if the thermal efficiency is 100%, it can only exert one fifth of its own strength.

The 'Palm Thunder' that he performed in front of Yang Dabiao today was produced in this way. It consumed more energy than the 'Black Dragon Crashing the Pillar', and only produced a few small electric sparks. The utilization rate of true energy was less than 5%.

However, this method is very consistent with his previous personal style of "being able to do everything but mastering nothing".

Xie Jinhuan felt that this skill had great potential, so he continued to deduce it. However, before he could make much progress, he heard a voice from the alley:
Call ~
A white shadow appeared on the wall.

Xie Jinhuan was doing a handstand on his fingers. He looked down and saw a cool and beautiful female warrior holding a sword on the wall.

The heroine was wearing a snow-white dress, with long, straight legs extending to her hips, forming an extremely plump curve. Her waist was bound by a collar and was very thin, and further up, her chest was full and the size was just right.

The dark eyebrows like distant mountains and the high nose bridge make the whole face look quite cold. The pair of bright eyes are bright and lively, and not as shy and gentle as those of a girl.

Seeing such a cold and beautiful woman coming to him on her own initiative, Xie Jinhuan was a little puzzled:
"Who is the girl?"

Linghu Qingmo originally had a rather aloof look on his face, but when he looked down, he discovered that the man in the courtyard was "standing upside down" on a stone brick with his fingers, sitting cross-legged, holding a book in his left hand, and wearing only a pair of thin pants.

Although his inverted posture was extremely awkward, one could still see his slender limbs, handsome face, and flawless chest and waist exposed in the moonlight. His figure was perfectly proportioned, his skin was white and flawless, like a sculpture carefully carved from white jade, with eight abdominal muscles and pectoral muscles...

?

Linghu Qingmo was considered a pure young nun, but she couldn't stand seeing a naked young man. She immediately looked away.

"What are you doing?"

Xie Jinhuan put away the book, stood up, and looked around:
"Practice, this is my home, girl, did you come to the wrong place?"

Linghu Qingmo was in Dongcangfang at noon and only saw a back figure. Judging from their strength, she thought Xie Jinhuan and Yang Dabiao were about the same age.

At this moment, she discovered that the young man in the courtyard was about her age, and his appearance and temperament were not like the ruthless man in the daytime. Linghu Qingmo couldn't help but think that he had come to the wrong place, and looked around:
"Are you Xie Jinhuan?"

Xie Jinhuan felt that this woman had bad intentions, but he didn't know her, so he bowed and said:
"Exactly. Who is the girl?"

When Linghu Qingmo saw that it was really the person she was looking for, her heart sank.

After all, it was just an accident for a warrior in his thirties to accidentally hurt her, and he just needed to apologize.

And when a peer of similar age knocked her, the direct descendant of Zihui Mountain, unconscious with a stick, this matter became a matter of honor and disgrace for the sect.

If she doesn't regain her lost ground, how will Zihuishan survive in the world?

The master will be back after the Mid-Autumn Festival. Won’t he expel her from the sect then?

After realizing this, Linghu Qingmo's mentality changed immediately. Seeing that she was not wearing armor and the other party did not recognize her, she showed her green sheathed sword:
"We just met, and you've forgotten so quickly?"

Xie Jinhuan glanced at the sword and saw that it was similar to Zhenglun's sword, both were made in Zihuishan style, but he had never seen this person before and looked puzzled.

"Dongcangfang."

"?"

Xie Jinhuan finally reacted this time, his eyes rather surprised as he looked at the girl with the proud chest muscles on the wall:

"Are you the big brother who attacked me during the day?"

?

When Linghu Qingmo heard this outrageous statement, his eyebrows immediately raised:

"Who did you say was the sneak attack?"

Xie Jinhuan saw that the other party was not a beautiful woman sent from heaven, but a personal guard of the palace who came to settle the score. He definitely could not apologize at this time, otherwise the responsibility would be all on his head, and he might even have to pay for the medical expenses, and he had no money!
"You look quite old, why are you so reckless? I was battling a monster bandit at noon, and you attacked me from behind without warning. Do you know how dangerous it was?

"Luckily, I didn't use my full strength, otherwise the girl would have died. I slew demons and monsters, but in the end, I was mistaken for a bandit, imprisoned and humiliated. It's just... Sigh~"

Linghu Qingmo faced the Crazy Sea-Breaking Dragon head-on at that time, and felt that Xie Jinhuan wanted to beat her into dumpling stuffing. If she had not dodged quickly, she would never have believed that Xie Jinhuan did not use his full strength.

However, looking back on the incident, it was indeed she who discovered that the Taoist had been killed and rushed forward without understanding the situation. Not only was she injured, but she also caused Xie Jinhuan to be imprisoned for a long time.

Linghu Qingmo felt a little guilty, so he decided to stay in the courtyard.
"I was indeed reckless at noon. I'm really sorry."

Xie Jinhuan was relieved to see that this girl was very sensible.

"Girl, it's good that you understand. Remember this from now on. If your Kung Fu isn't solid, don't rush in too recklessly. The road ahead is long, but you only have one life..."

The skills are not solid...

Linghu Qingmo, a direct descendant of Zihui Mountain, was being lectured by his peers as a junior. He couldn't stand it. Even though he knew there was a gap in strength, he still raised his sword and displayed the aura of a sword immortal:
"Do you know who I am?" Xie Jinhuan saw that the young girl was still alive and kicking after receiving his chest blow, so he knew that she was from an extraordinary family. He took a quick look at the sword.
"Are you an inner disciple of Zihui Mountain?"

Linghu Qingmo put one hand behind his back and assumed the aura of his master, Fairy Nangong:
"Linghu Qingmo of Zihui Mountain. My master is the current head of Zihui Mountain. He currently serves as a squad leader in the palace guards, in charge of the evil demons causing chaos in the city..."

Linghu Qingmo introduced himself and was ready to challenge each other to a fair fight.

But Xie Jinhuan's reaction was truly different from that of an ordinary person. When he heard that she was the disciple of the 'most beautiful woman in the Taoist sect', he immediately showed his suspicion:
"Are you Fairy Nangong's disciple? You couldn't even take half of my attack. Did you just inherit your master's beauty?"

"you……"

This statement is nothing but the ultimate humiliation to practitioners!

Linghu Qingmo's eyes widened, his chest swelled, and he almost gasped. He thought to himself:

Am I weak? It's obviously you who are too strong!
I took a fatal blow from your chest and I'm still alive and kicking. What else do you want?
But this is too much to boost other people's ambitions.

Linghu Qingmo could only grit his teeth and explain:

"Today, I was in a hurry to save someone, and in my haste, I wasn't prepared, so I accidentally got hurt by you. If we were to fight head-on, the outcome would be uncertain."

"is it?"

Xie Jinhuan's eyes were full of suspicion.

He knew that this girl was capable, but who was Fairy Nangong?

A peerless swordsman famous throughout the country, the second-ranked mountain ancestor in Danzhou, a Taoist master who has killed countless demons and evildoers, and his dream daughter-in-law who has been famous since childhood!

If the disciple personally trained by such a person can't even withstand half of his moves, then what kind of monster must his master be?
Although Linghu Qingmo didn't hear Xie Jinhuan's words, he could already sense the greatest contempt and doubt in his life from Xie Jinhuan's eyes. Unable to bear it any longer, he drew his sword and said:
"I already said it was an accident during the day. If you don't agree, I will spar with you again."

Xie Jinhuan knew the status of Sect Leader Nangong in the martial arts world and did not believe that this girl could be the disciple of Fairy Nangong.

Even if it is, he is probably just a small-time disciple who is ranked the youngest and is just trying to show off his power.

Seeing that the other party wanted to fight him in single combat, Xie Jinhuan did not refuse and took out the Tiangang mace from the steps:

"It's Miss Linghu who's dissatisfied. You can have a sparring match, but I have a condition."

"What conditions?"

Xie Jinhuan glanced at the courtyard filled with fallen leaves:

"You lose, clean the yard for me to save Meiqiu from the trouble."

Linghu Qingmo frowned, glanced at the oversized two-story house, and asked:
"What if you lose?"

"If I lose, I'll give you the coal."

"Guji?"

Coal Ball, holding a fallen leaf in his mouth, looked shocked!
Linghu Qingmo looked at the large coal ball that was full of spiritual energy and was really tempted. However, seeing that Xie Jinhuan was confident, he was cautious in his heart:
"Okay, a gentleman's word is as good as gold. Zihui Mountain practices the dual cultivation of sword and qi. I am good at thunder magic and swordsmanship. Be careful, sir."

Xie Jinhuan raised his left hand, as if holding up the sun and the moon:

"I have a wide range of skills, I know everything. I'm still researching this move, so its power is hard to determine. Be careful, young lady."

As the words came out, a light breeze blew in the courtyard, blowing the white skirt, and then it became stronger and stronger, like a storm tide!

Huhu~
Meiqiu quickly jumped onto the steps and peeked out from behind the porch column.

Seeing the tall and straight Xie Jinhuan's momentum rising steadily, Linghu Qingmo thought that Xie Jinhuan was going to use the 'Zhu Xian Sword Formation', but after a closer look, it didn't seem like that. He held the sword in his right hand as if facing a formidable enemy and asked:
"What's your move?"

"Pouring candles, a unique magical skill."

"Pouring candles?"

Linghu Qingmo was puzzled. He found that Xie Jinhuan did have traces of Qi flowing through his body, but it didn't seem like he was gathering energy. He asked again:

"Your Qi is overflowing, it doesn't seem like you're gathering it. Are you dispersing it?"

Xie Jinhuan went against the grain and frantically differentiated his own true energy, his state was that of dispersing his power.

However, only four-fifths of it dissipated, and some was still retained in the body.

After gathering enough Qi to use for a while, Xie Jinhuan raised his chin:

"Are you ready?"

Linghu Qingmo frowned, wanting to strike first, but at this moment:
bang——

There was a muffled sound, and the figure that was originally standing in the middle of the yard suddenly bumped into him!

Linghu Qingmo had already anticipated this, but still underestimated Xie Jinhuan's explosive power. They were only three meters apart and he had no time to use his thunder magic, so he could only pull back and draw his sword to fight the enemy.

Choking——

In a flash of sword light, Linghu Qingmo's figure almost turned into an afterimage, and the three-foot sword blade slashed towards his waist and abdomen with the force of thunder.

But at the same time, Xie Jinhuan unsheathed his Tiangang mace, and with the heavy mace he thrust towards the incoming sword. His left hand was like a blue dragon's claw, striking directly at the door!

This move was a normal combination of attack and defense. Linghu Qingmo could see through it completely. He wanted to twist his wrist slightly to bypass the iron mace and send the sword to Xie Jinhuan's chest.

But what she never dreamed of was that the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes in front of her, when the two blades met, suddenly emitted a dim green light from his right hand, and then:
Stab la la——

The sharp iron mace was instantly wrapped in electric sparks and disappeared again!
As a disciple of Zihui Mountain, Linghu Qingmo recognized that this was the common 'Thunder Binding Sword' in Taoism!
This move wraps the weapon with thunder, which has infinite killing power against evil spirits and ghosts, and can also cause paralysis effect on ordinary people.

Xie Jinhuan didn't know where he learned this miscellaneous martial arts technique from, but the Thunder Binding Sword had very little power, and couldn't even sustain it, so it was difficult to cause actual damage.

But no matter how small the power is, it cannot withstand good timing.

Linghu Qingmo hadn't expected Xie Jinhuan to use this trick. The moment the two blades met, a paralysis spread throughout half of his body, causing his body movements to freeze for a moment, and then:
bang~
Xie Jinhuan used his left hand to make a "Blue Dragon Claw" move, which went straight through the middle door without any hindrance and landed on Linghu Qingmo's chest.

Although he didn't use his full strength in the fight, his five fingers still sank into the collar of his clothes, feeling soft and elastic...

(End of this chapter)