Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 168 Shocking the Martial Arts World
While the battle raged inside the main hall, unusual phenomena began to appear in the mountains and forests.

Hidden in a southern mountain valley, a weapons workshop was guarded by lay disciples who were raising their guns and firing outwards.

Others hurriedly blew their iron whistles, using a special tone to call for help.

The group attacking the workshop consisted of only a dozen or so people, but each of them moved with unpredictable agility, shifting and dodging, and they were not particularly afraid of the attacks from the Divine Fire Spear.

However, lay disciples were constantly being knocked down by the hidden weapons they launched.

If the steward and his men were to follow Chen Zuqi to deal with the top masters of the Southern Shaolin Temple and infiltrate the area, they might be exposed prematurely.

Therefore, they were sent out to kill more craftsmen and then kidnap them.

Qingyuan Mountain is known for its numerous springs and dense network of waterways, making it easy to obtain water for firefighting.

While a small forest fire is still worrying, it's not as serious as a fire near weapons workshops or gunpowder pits.

The latter is clearly more frightening.

The stewards determined the location of the workshops by observing the size of each group of Southern Shaolin monks as they traveled to different places, as well as the differences in their expressions and behavior.

The steward looked old, but moved with remarkable agility, leaping and bounding over the fence in a few swift movements.

Just as everyone was about to turn their guns around, they saw him spread out his sleeves, and long white water sleeves shot out from his wide robe.

Four people on the left and six on the right, with these two sleeves dangling around their waists, felt nauseous and their vision blurred.

They all fainted on the spot.

"Where did this thief come from, daring to covet the imperial court's secret techniques?"

The branches in the woods swayed slightly, the leaves trembled and swirled, and a loud roar came from the air.

Zuo Ziqing led his men through the crowd. Although he was a eunuch, he had a strong voice and a deep, resonant voice, which showed that he had a profound foundation in internal martial arts.

The Imperial Guards around him rushed out and confronted the dozen or so Japanese pirates.

Suddenly, the ground in front of them flipped over, and a Japanese pirate jumped out from the pile of fallen leaves, slashing at Zuo Ziqing with his sword.

choke!
With that slash, Zuo Ziqing suddenly vanished.

Just as the Japanese pirates were feeling surprised, they felt a tap on their necks.

A major blood vessel in the neck suddenly trembled and snapped, causing blood to burst through the skin and spurt out to the side.

Once any group seizes power, it will always try to access all kinds of benefits and plunder them for itself.

Even if they don't need it themselves, they will give it to those around them or use it to train their close juniors.

Eunuchs were the same.

The old eunuchs in the palace may not all be skilled in martial arts, but the eunuchs in power will definitely select a few from the junior eunuchs, reward them with the best martial arts manuals and medicines, and invite famous teachers to teach them.

Zuo Ziqing was promoted because he distinguished himself in martial arts and made a meritorious contribution in protecting the emperor. From then on, he paid more attention to martial arts and practiced diligently regardless of the weather.

Coincidentally, the martial arts he practiced were also from the Shaolin school.

These are several secret manuals that the Shaolin Temple of Mount Song contributed to the Imperial Palace. They start with the Arhat Fist and the Weituo Palm, and continue to the Seven Star Fist and the Twenty-Four Subduing Demons Hands.

Later on, however, unlike the orthodox Shaolin approach, they did not study the earlier of the Seventy-Two Arts.

Instead, he tried to combine the internal skills of "Seven Star Fist of the Unorthodox Flower" and "Twenty-Four Hands to Subdue Demons" to create "Iron Pipa Divine Skill".

Once this skill is mastered, one's cultivation level will be sufficient to be ranked among the top masters of Shaolin Temple throughout history.

He held the pipa at an angle, turning his body to the side.

Zuo Ziqing's figure moved like a butterfly flitting among flowers, swaying and staggering.

Four Japanese pirates who tried to stop him, who had clearly locked their eyes on him, were suddenly thrust into his blind spot. All of them died with their neck blood vessels ruptured and they gushed blood.

This style of kung fu is so ruthless that the authentic Shaolin school generally doesn't study it.

"How dare these mere Japanese pirates act so recklessly in our Great Ming Dynasty?"

Zuo Ziqing killed four people in a row, but his expression was not good.

He used his ultimate skill right from the start, but in reality, the strength of these four people is comparable to that of the best members of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

If one has made meritorious contributions, being a centurion is enough.

Such people appearing out of nowhere in droves are probably Chen Zuqi's close followers.

"Don't be in love with war!"

Zuo Ziqing shouted, "Grab two craftsmen each, hide them separately, change their appearances, and meet them in the capital."

"Those who successfully return to the capital will be promoted and granted titles, and their descendants will be blessed with good fortune."

As he spoke, he leaped into the workshop.

With a buzzing sound in the air, the white long sleeves seized the opportunity and lashed out.

Zuo Ziqing threw a punch, intending to break the sleeve, but upon contact, he was thrown to the ground and felt a chill that seemed to penetrate his lungs, but it was neutralized by his internal energy.

"Internal energy is icy cold, specifically damaging the lungs and meridians. Is this the skill of the Eastern Sea Cloud Sleeves?!"

The steward came waving his sleeves.

"Why should a self-deceiving official in the capital need to seek out some mysterious fire-related secrets?"

The steward laughed heartily, "You've always been content with just seeing the prosperity of the capital. Once we've replicated the Divine Fire Guns overseas enough, the court can just buy them from us!" "Buy a hundred, get one for free. Is that enough to protect the capital?"

The two sleeves billowed like waves, shaking in circles, but the points where the sleeves landed were quite different.

Sometimes he would strike the head, sometimes he would strike the legs.

Zuo Ziqing was furious and tried to attack several times, but was always blocked.

The Water Cloud Sleeves technique is a perfect counter to the Iron Pipa Divine Skill, which emphasizes footwork.

When you can't get close, it's extremely difficult to escape the other person's sight.

Before they knew it, they had exchanged thirty or forty blows.

Zuo Ziqing finally found an opportunity, gripped his sleeves tightly with both hands, and released his internal energy.

"idiot!"

The butler chuckled, "Did you think Shui Yunxiu only had one trick up her sleeve: using cold air to damage the lungs?"

The two sleeves were already bulging like cylinders, yet they kept swaying.

Zuo Ziqing suddenly felt a slight tremor in the meridians of his kidneys, as if being pulled by an invisible force.

Of the five internal organs, the kidneys belong to the water element.

The East Sea Cloud Sleeve technique, besides directly invading the lung meridian with cold air, also has the means of disrupting the kidney meridian through external resonance of internal force.

If the kidney meridian is affected, the circulation of internal energy throughout the body will inevitably be slowed down.

To everyone's surprise, Zuo Ziqing's face turned red, he was panting heavily, and the power he displayed became even more ferocious.

Large beads of sweat appeared on the butler's forehead as he exclaimed in surprise, "You eunuch, how can your kidneys be so strong?!"

When Zuo Ziqing was practicing martial arts, he knew he was a eunuch. Even though he practiced Shaolin skills diligently, he still lacked the masculine strength of a monk.

Therefore, he asked his godfather and godfather at the time to replace most of his medicine with potent tonics.

After each dose of medication, he had nowhere to vent his emotions, so he used all his energy to practice his martial arts.

Such excessive exertion would inevitably damage the kidney meridians first, compounding the injury.

He was also shrewd; each time he practiced, he would first dedicate 70% of his strength to protecting his kidney meridians, and then continue to practice diligently.

Over time, the kidney meridians are nourished.

Although that thing still won't grow back.

However, he was full of masculine energy and his every move exuded a manly charm, making him stand out among the eunuchs.

The emperor also treated him differently.

It was neither like the hoarse voice of an ordinary eunuch, nor like the guards of ordinary men, who required strict vigilance in certain aspects.

"Can't eunuchs strengthen their kidneys and improve their health?"

Zuo Ziqing roared, "I'm going to fight for this!"

With this roar, the two water sleeves suddenly tore apart.

The butler grunted, but instead of running away, he used his nimble palm strikes to pounce on the butler.

"So what if your skill surpasses mine by a fraction?"

"Once the master has dealt with the monks and comes down the mountain, you will surely die!"

Zuo Ziqing's face had turned ashen, and he knew this was the truth; he was quite anxious.

But after exchanging a couple of blows with the butler, his expression suddenly changed, and his gaze seemed to pass over the butler and look behind him.

The butler also felt a strong pressure suddenly arrive.

"What……"

His head suddenly shifted three feet to the side, his mouth opened, and he uttered the last word.

"……people?"

However, the Japanese pirate steward moved his head three feet, but his body remained still, with nothing below his neck.

The headless body lay on the ground, gushing blood.

Chu Tianshu stretched out his right arm, grabbed the head, and looked at Zuo Ziqing.

"The Imperial Envoy just said that the secret lies with the imperial court? That's not quite right."

His voice sounded tired, yet it sent a shiver down Zuo Ziqing's spine. He asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

"Amitabha."

The two monks, Miaoyin and Miaoguo, followed from the forest and said loudly, "So that the Imperial Envoy may know that this is the Heavenly Hermit."

"The object entrusted by the orphans of Huoshengou, the true master of the Huoshen Secret Technique."

"Indeed, the man who just killed Chen Zuqi, the leader of the Japanese pirates!!"

(End of this chapter)