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Chapter 123-138, No Taboos! The Re-examination of Swords at Mount Hua [9K Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets!]

Lu Chen ultimately did not bully Rong'er until dawn.

His skill is profound, and he has tempered his "sword body," gradually making his muscles and bones extraordinary. He also has the talent of "super recovery."

Although Rong'er also practiced "Old Man's Fist" every day and ate the flesh of the Bodhi snake, which could slightly improve her physique, she had never cultivated a body-refining divine skill. Compared to Lu Chen, whose physique was as fierce as a dragon and tiger, she was truly delicate, weak, and easily broken.

This is only because her internal strength is already quite profound; otherwise, she would probably be even more vulnerable.

So, after midnight, seeing that Rong'er could no longer bear it, Lu Chen, out of pity, stopped in time, even though he was far from satisfied.

He held Rong'er and comforted her for a while, then carried her to the soft couch in the boudoir to rest. He changed the sheets and quilts, and then carried her back to the wedding bed to rest with her.

Rong'er rested in a daze for a while before slowly coming back to her senses. She buried her face in his chest and said in a soft, sweet voice with a thick nasal tone:
"Brother Lu Chen..."

"Ok?"

"Is Rong'er really useless?"

"Where is it?"

"But……"

But you clearly weren't done yet, and I've already died several times over. Now I feel like I have no bones left, completely weak, and I can't even move my toes. I even need you to change the sheets and blankets...

Rong'er silently muttered to herself, feeling so "weak".

"fine."

Lu Chen gently embraced Rong'er's fragrant, soft, and delicate body, and comforted her with a smile:
"Get some rest. Our future is still very long."

"Um……"

Huang Rong gave a soft "hmm," unable to withstand her exhaustion any longer, and curled up in Lu Chen's arms to fall into a deep sleep.

The next morning.

Rong'er was still fast asleep. Lu Chen gently kissed her cheek, tucked her in, and quietly got out of bed to get dressed.

After washing up, he went to the manor's main courtyard to pay his respects to his father-in-law.

As soon as I entered the courtyard through the moon gate, I heard the sound of a long sword whistling.

Upon closer inspection, one could see Li Mochou wielding a long sword, rapidly circling around Huang Yaoshi, alternately displaying the Ancient Tomb Sword Technique, the Quanzhen Sword Technique, and the White Rainbow Sword Technique. Her swordsmanship already possessed a remarkable, unconventional, and freely adaptable spirit.

With his left hand behind his back and a thin bamboo branch in his right, Huang Yaoshi stood firmly on the ground, effortlessly deflecting Li Mochou's attacks no matter how she changed her position or what unexpected moves she made.

Occasionally, a casual counterattack would force Li Mochou to desperately block and dodge.

Master Huang wore a calm and composed smile, clearly satisfied with his performance in this training session; he probably felt he had finally rediscovered the feeling of mentoring younger colleagues.

That match with Rong'er can no longer be considered a training match; it's a serious battle to win.

As for Lu Chen...

Two years ago, I could use only one hand to stand still and give instructions at will, but now...

Master Huang no longer wanted to fight Lu Chen.

Not interesting.

As Lu Chen watched Master Huang instructing Li Mochou, he suddenly recalled the famous scene in the original timeline where "Red Lotus Fairy" Li Mochou gave Huang Yaoshi a scathing review.

He ridiculed all the disciples of Peach Blossom Island and left behind the famous saying, "His palm strikes always miss their mark."

The current Li Mochou will no longer follow the old path of the "Red Lotus Fairy," and has even come to Peach Blossom Island to receive guidance from Huang Yaoshi...

All I can say is that his wings as a time traveler were so big that they completely changed the fate of many people in this world.

Just as he was feeling sentimental, Huang Yaoshi gradually stopped his attacks.

Li Mochou, already breathing heavily and with beads of sweat on her forehead, quickly withdrew her attack and retreated, bowing respectfully to Huang Yaoshi.
"Thank you for your guidance, senior!"

Huang Yaoshi nodded slightly:

"You're not bad either. You've already mastered two or three-tenths of the skills your grandmaster, Lady Lin, possessed back then. At your age, you're far more accomplished than Wang Chongyang's disciples."

Li Mochou was delighted to receive such praise from Huang Yaoshi. She glanced at Lu Chen and saw him smiling and nodding, seemingly agreeing with Huang Yaoshi's comments. She was overjoyed and quickly bowed to Huang Yaoshi to express her gratitude.

At this moment, Lu Chen also came over to bow to Huang Yaoshi. Huang Yaoshi wasn't surprised that he hadn't seen Rong'er. He told Li Mochou to organize her gains from the sparring session, then led Lu Chen to the pavilion in the courtyard and said to him:

"This winter will be the time for the second Mount Hua Sword Tournament."

"What does Father-in-law mean?"

"You are undoubtedly the best in the world."

Huang Yaoshi glanced at Lu Chen and said calmly:
“Rong’er is also qualified to participate. If she takes the elixir I made from the gall of the Bodhi snake, her skills will improve further, and it’s not impossible for her to compete for a ranking.”

Lu Chen laughed:

"That's great! Then our family will have three of the Five Masters."

"Ah."

Huang Yaoshi coughed lightly, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the distant Finger Flicking Peak, his tone slightly awkward:
"Although I long to have a grandchild, if Rong'er becomes pregnant, I fear she won't be able to perform at her full potential in the sword competition, so..."

Lu Chen also coughed lightly and looked towards another mountain peak:
"I understand, I will be careful."

The atmosphere became slightly awkward.

It's always awkward for men to talk about these kinds of topics, but there's no other way. Huang Yaoshi is both a father and a mother to his wife, so some things that should be said by his mother-in-law have to be said by him.

After an awkward silence, Lu Chen changed the subject:
"This past year, I've learned quite a few new skills, and I'd like to ask my father-in-law for guidance..."

what?
Want to spar with me?
On the very first day after marrying Rong'er, did you want to give your father-in-law a hard time?
Huang Yaoshi's eye twitched slightly. Just then, he saw the silly girl squatting by the pond fishing with a tree branch, and quickly interrupted Lu Chen:

"I'm going to teach Sun Wugong. You can practice on your own."

With that, he flicked his sleeve, leaped out of the pavilion, grabbed the silly girl, and, amidst her shouts and cries, led her elsewhere to practice martial arts.

Lu Chen was a little confused.

When you returned to Peach Blossom Island last time, wasn't Master Huang very willing to spar with him?
Whenever he showed off a new skill, Master Huang would be overjoyed. If he couldn't break it on the spot, he would think about how to break it all night and then come to challenge him the next day. Why is it that now he seems to be avoiding him like the plague?

Is it because you're afraid of losing face if you can't beat them?
But my "Flat-Handed Swordsman" Lu Chen, is not just a name without substance.
Lu Chen shook his head helplessly, left the pavilion, greeted Li Mochou, and was about to go back to check on Rong'er when Li Mochou said softly:
"After receiving guidance from Senior Huang, I feel that my martial arts have improved. I wonder if Brother Lu could give me some more pointers?"

Lu Chen thought about Rong'er's condition and figured she probably wouldn't get up until noon, so he smiled and nodded. He also broke off a thin bamboo branch and began practicing with Li Mochou.

After a thoroughly enjoyable sparring session, Li Mochou's full chest heaved, her jade-like face flushed, and her forehead covered in glistening beads of sweat, yet she looked incredibly pleased. She cupped her hands in a salute to Lu Chen and said sweetly:
"Thank you for your guidance, Brother Lu."

Lu Chen smiled and took out another booklet, handing it to Li Mochou:
"This is the 'Old Man's Fist' manual copied by Rong'er. She asked me to give it to you yesterday as a thank you gift for being her bridesmaid."

"Old Man's Fist?" Li Mochou almost laughed, taking the booklet: "Why is the name so strange?"

Lu Chen said with a smile:

"This is a technique created based on the 'Yi Jin Duan Gu Pian' and incorporating some other methods. It has a better effect on changing one's physical constitution and there is no upper limit yet. Because its external martial arts routine is slow and leisurely, like an old man or woman practicing martial arts for health, Rong'er and I call it 'Old Man's Fist'."

Li Mochou had practiced the "Yi Jin Duan Gu Pian" (Muscle/Tendon Changing and Bone Strengthening Technique) for over a year and knew its power. Hearing that this strangely named "Old Man's Fist" was even stronger than the Yi Jin Duan Gu Pian, she immediately realized the value of this technique. Her eyes softened as she looked at Lu Chen and said softly:
"Brother Lu and Sister Rong'er have been so generous with their gifts, how can Mochou possibly repay them?"

Her voice was naturally soft and charming, and now, when she spoke softly and gently, it sounded like she was being coquettish.

Lu Chen smiled slightly:
"We're all good friends, why talk about repaying each other? Miss Mochou, you continue practicing. I'll go check on Rong'er."

"Mm." Li Mochou nodded, her eyes fixed on Lu Chen's back, her heart churning again.

Lu Chen returned to Rong'er's room in the backyard and found that Rong'er was still fast asleep. He then practiced martial arts in the backyard until nearly noon, when Rong'er finally came out yawning.

"It's almost noon, Rong'er is finally up!"

Lu Chen said with a smile.

Seeing him teasing her, Rong'er pouted again, gave him a playful glare, and said shyly:
"You have the nerve to laugh at me? It was clearly you..."

Recalling what happened last night, a blush crept onto her cheeks again, but she was too embarrassed to say what she was going to say next.

"Alright, it's my fault for bullying Rong'er."

Lu Chen took her small hand, gently kissed her cheek, and then said seriously:
"My father-in-law said that the Mount Hua Sword Tournament will take place this winter. The exact date is less than three months away, so we need to practice our skills diligently from now on."

Although Huang Rong enjoyed being teased by him, she was also afraid that he would really bully her every night, so she nodded repeatedly upon hearing this.

"Yes, yes, you should practice your skills properly and not neglect your cultivation like you did last night..."

"It's not just me."

Lu Chen laughed:

“My father-in-law said that Rong’er is also qualified to participate in the Mount Hua Sword Tournament. If she takes the elixir, her skills will greatly improve, and she may even be able to get a ranking and a title. So… Rong’er has to practice diligently during this period.”

"I've been practicing my martial arts diligently lately!"

She has already put in at least 30-40% of Lu Chen's effort, which is already considered exceptionally diligent compared to before.

only……

Newlyweds, being young and full of life, are bound to develop a taste for romance.

Although Rong'er was still intimidated by Lu Chen's fierce nature, she couldn't help but want him to kiss and hug her at night. Once she started kissing him, she couldn't stop, and then she would repeat the cycle of crying and begging for mercy, blaming herself for being useless.

In short, for the next two weeks, Rong'er slept until almost noon every day, and her practice time was much less than before.

Lu Chen, on the other hand, was as comfortable as ever, without any signs of physical exhaustion.

Although he did have less time to cultivate at night, the impact wasn't too significant. His days were filled with practice, and he often went to the beach to use the power of the tides to hone his swordsmanship and refine his sword. He also sparred with Li Mochou every day, guiding her to improve her martial arts.

Before we knew it, more than half a month had passed in the blink of an eye.

Huang Yaoshi's "Spirit Snake Pill" has finally been produced.

One snake gall can produce three elixirs. Because it is mixed with a variety of precious medicinal materials and is skillfully prepared by Huang Yaoshi, the combined effect of the three elixirs is 30% stronger than simply taking one snake gall.

With the elixir personally refined by her father, Rong'er no longer needed to consume the pungent and bitter snake gallbladder, and her skills finally made another leap forward.

Even though eating snake gallbladders was no longer effective for Lu Chen, he was able to increase his power by about 10% in a short period of time with the help of the more potent Spirit Snake Pill.

Li Mochou also received the Spirit Serpent Pill, and her power increased by leaps and bounds.

Not only that, she also learned martial arts such as the Five Mountains Sword Technique, and even received instruction in Lingbo Steps from Rong'er.

Li Mochou initially felt somewhat guilty.

Later, I gradually became more at ease—they're family, so I accept whatever Brother Lu and Rong'er give me without feeling embarrassed. I'll repay them in the future anyway.

Before we knew it, autumn had ended and winter had arrived.

this day.

Huang Rong led Lu Chen to a cave deep within the peach grove.

"Old rascal, here I come!"

She called out to him from afar, and upon hearing her call, an old man with tattered clothes, long and messy hair and beard, so much so that his whole head looked like a ball of fur, with only his eyes showing, rushed out of the cave.

"Little Huang Rong, it's been so long since you came to visit me! Hmm, you've grown into a big girl!"

The old man said with a grin, his tone sounding quite naive.

"I've been traveling a lot these past two years and rarely come back to Peach Blossom Island, so I haven't had time to visit you."

Huang Rong stuck out her tongue, a little embarrassed—including this time, she and Lu Chen had actually returned to Peach Blossom Island three times.

However, she only had Lu Chen in her heart and had long forgotten about her old friend, the Old Rascal!

It wasn't until now, with the Mount Hua Sword Tournament imminent, that Huang Rong, counting the world's top martial artists on her fingers, remembered there was still an old rascal...

The old rascal didn't mind at all, and looked at Lu Chen as he said:

"Who is this young man?"

Huang Rong linked arms with Lu Chen, smiling sweetly:
"This is my husband, the celestial sword Lu Chen."

"Husband?" The old rascal exclaimed in surprise, "Little Huang Rong, you're actually married?"

Then, with a solemn expression, he said to Lu Chen:
"Young man, you're a martial artist too, aren't you? Take this old man's advice: marriage is bad. Once you're married, there will be countless troubles... Even if your wife is Huang Rong, it's absolutely not a good thing..."

"Hey!" Huang Rong glared at the old rascal, annoyed. "What nonsense are you spouting? If you keep talking nonsense, I won't let you go!"

"What? Let me go?" The old man looked surprised. "If you let me go, aren't you afraid your father will beat you?"

"Hmph, Father won't hit me."

Huang Rong made a face at him:
"Back then, you spoke recklessly and angered your father, which is why he locked you up on Peach Blossom Island. Now that he's kept you locked up for so many years, his anger has subsided. This time, he plans to take you with him to the Mount Hua Sword Tournament so that you can represent the Quanzhen Sect."

"Huh? I can go to the Mount Hua Sword Tournament too?"

Upon hearing that he could participate in the Mount Hua Sword Tournament, the old rascal was initially overjoyed, as he really loved joining in on such excitement.

But then he scratched his head and said with a worried look:

"Um, me representing the Quanzhen Sect? I can't do that, can I? My martial arts are far inferior to my senior brother's..."

Well, even now, the old rascal doesn't have an accurate understanding of his own martial arts skills.

Unbeknownst to him, over the years he had unknowingly mastered the internal energy of the Nine Yin Manual's upper volume while he slept.

No one knows that he just created the "Dual-Handed Combat" technique, which he used to fight himself, out of boredom, and that it could greatly increase his combat power.

In the second part of the original timeline, the Old Urchin's strength had actually surpassed that of Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong, and he should be able to be ranked first alongside Ouyang Feng, who had greatly improved his martial arts by practicing the Nine Yin Manual in reverse.

Now, Huang Yaoshi has acquired various martial arts such as "Old Man's Fist" and "Little Formless Skill," greatly increasing his strength. Hong Qigong has also obtained the Old Man's Fist, and his strength has obviously improved significantly as well. However, Qigong's path is different from Huang Yaoshi's; he doesn't pursue a broad and comprehensive approach, but only focuses on improving his internal energy. The deeper his internal energy, the more powerful his Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms will be.

Only Yideng had no interaction with Lu Chen or Huang Rong.

However, Yideng had over twenty years of experience in "Innate Skill," and his internal strength had always been ahead of his peers. His "One-Finger Divine Skill" was also superior to that of Zen Master Kurong of Tianlong Temple, and his strength was definitely not to be underestimated.

Therefore, even if the old rascal of today used "dual-handed fighting," he might not be able to defeat Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, or Yideng.

Nevertheless, he was not afraid of Huang Yaoshi.

Unfortunately, he lacked awareness of his own martial arts skills, otherwise he could have left on his own long ago.

"Anyway, my father has already agreed to let you go."

Huang Rong, with her hands behind her back, smiled at the Old Urchin:
"Would you like to come with us to Mount Hua?"

The old rascal tugged at his beard, bared his teeth, and finally nodded forcefully:

"go with!"

……

Zhou Botong followed Lu Chen and Huang Rong to the dock, where they saw three people already waiting.

One of them was Huang Yaoshi.

The other two were a pretty girl carrying a sword and a girl squatting on the ground teasing ants.

Zhou Botong greeted Huang Yaoshi with a grin:

"Huang Yaoshi, you've finally had a change of heart and are willing to let me go?" Huang Yaoshi's lips twitched, and he snorted coldly.
"If Rong'er hadn't pleaded for you, would I have let you leave?"

Although his interest in the Nine Yin Manual had long since faded, Master Huang was still quite petty. He still held a grudge against Zhou Botong for congratulating him on the death of his wife.

However, they were old friends after all. In the original timeline, Huang Yaoshi still felt guilty for imprisoning Zhou Botong for more than ten years. When he released him, he gave him Nine-Flower Jade Dew Pills and gold. Although he didn't say anything, his actions showed his remorse.

Today, upon seeing Zhou Botong, who was still like a carefree old child, I was too lazy to argue with this eccentric old rascal. I picked up the silly girl and leaped onto the sea ship.

Since the whole family was going to Mount Hua, Huang Yaoshi was worried about leaving his simple-minded grand-disciple alone on the island. He planned to take her to Taihu Lake and entrust her to Lu Chengfeng of Guiyun Manor for temporary care.

Over the past year, Mei Chaofeng has found Lu Chengfeng again.

Despite his leg injury, Lu Chengfeng brought his son Lu Guanying to Peach Blossom Island to pay respects to Huang Yaoshi. They stayed on the island for a few days and received martial arts instruction from Huang Yaoshi.

Zhou Botong saw that Huang Yaoshi had boarded only an ordinary small seagoing vessel, but not far away was a new ship with a towering stern, a magnificent appearance, and painted in a glittering gold. He immediately pointed at the new ship and shouted:
"I want to ride in a new ship! I want to ride in a new ship!"

Huang Yaoshi's expression changed slightly, and he said:

"Botong, that boat is broken and hasn't been repaired yet, so you can't ride it."

Zhou Botong shouted:
"I want to ride in the new ship, why are you being so stingy, Huang Yaoshi?"

Before Huang Yaoshi could speak, Lu Chen leaped onto the new ship, his five fingers forming a sword palm, and with a swift stroke, severed the mainmast with a snap. He then walked to the rudder and, with a few cracks, shattered it to pieces.

Then he stepped onto the deck, which shook violently and tore open a large hole. Lu Chen fell through the hole into the cabin, then through another deck, down to the bottom. Soon the ship shuddered slightly and began to slowly sink.

Lu Chen leaped out from the hole in the deck again, landing beside Zhou Botong, and pointed to the sinking new ship:
"Look, the boat is damaged."

"..."

Zhou Botong stared blankly at the slowly sinking new ship, mouth agape. He glanced at Lu Chen, then suddenly sprang to his feet, leaping onto the small boat and whispering to Huang Yaoshi:

"Old Huang, your son-in-law is even more ruthless than you!"

Huang Yaoshi's eye twitched slightly. He glanced at Lu Chen with a complicated expression, then said to Zhou Botong:
"Don't blame me for not warning you, Ouyang Feng was killed by my son-in-law. You can talk nonsense in front of me, but if you talk nonsense in front of him, you'll lose your life."

"..."

The Old Urchin was stunned again, looking at Lu Chen and then at Huang Yaoshi:

"Young Master Lu killed the old poison master? Old Master Huang, you're the best at lying, you're not lying to me again, are you?"

Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly and flicked his sleeve, saying:
"Believe it or not!"

They took the silly girl into the cabin.

The old rascal tugged at his beard and stared blankly for a while. When he saw that Lu Chen, Huang Rong, and Li Mochou were about to board the ship, he suddenly snapped out of his daze and quickly crawled into the cabin.

He knew all too well how ruthless the old poisoner was. Little Huang Rong... well, she's a grown woman now, married, so he should call her Big Huang Rong, or Big Rong'er.

If Da Rong'er's husband can kill that old poisoner, wouldn't he be able to easily chop that old rascal into pieces and feed him to the fish?

Thinking back to how he had told him that marriage was not a good thing, the old man felt a little scared.

No sooner had the Old Mischievous Boy hidden in the cabin than Lu Chen, Huang Rong, and Li Mochou boarded the ship.

Huang Rong was still saying with a puzzled look on her face:

“That ship isn’t actually new; it’s been docked for years. Father has to have the mute servant repaint it every year, but I’ve never seen it set sail. When I asked Father why he doesn’t use that ship, he wouldn’t say. Just now, you destroyed the ship, and I thought Father would be angry, but I didn’t expect him to say anything at all. It’s really strange…”

Lu Chen smiled and said:

“I felt that my father-in-law looked at that ship with a strange gaze. Perhaps there was some taboo surrounding it. Because of this taboo, my father-in-law was hesitant to deal with the ship and had to spend time maintaining it every year. He was probably already in a dilemma, so I decided to help him resolve the issue. Judging from my father-in-law's reaction, I think I accidentally helped him make up his mind.”

Li Mochou asked curiously:

"When I was looking for a boat at the Lin'an Prefecture dock, I heard a lot about the taboos of people living at sea. So perhaps that boat really has some taboos? But why aren't you afraid, Brother Lu?"

Lu Chen laughed heartily:
"The Celestial Sword, unrestrained by any taboo!"

Li Mochou smiled sweetly and bowed to Lu Chen:

"Brother Lu is brave and courageous, I admire him greatly."

After exchanging a few jokes, Lu Chen and Li Mochou began helping Huang Rong tie the mooring ropes and raise the sails. Once everything was ready, Huang Rong took the helm herself, and the small boat sailed towards Lin'an Prefecture, cutting through the wind and waves.

Have a safe journey.

As the small boat slowly approached the dock, Huang Yaoshi brought Sha Gu out again and said:
"I shall take my leave now! See you at Mount Hua!"

He grabbed the yelling, silly girl, leaped off the boat, and drifted away.

Master Huang didn't want to hang out with the young people and see them being all lovey-dovey.

"Huang Yaoshi, wait for me! I want to test my lightness skill with you!"

Zhou Botong made a face at Huang Rong and quickly slipped off the boat, chasing after Huang Yaoshi with swift steps.

After Lu Chen and his two companions moored their boat and, familiar with the area, hired someone to guard it, they headed out of the dock.

"Sister Mochou, how about we have a contest of lightness skills?"

Once outside the dock, Huang Rong asked Li Mochou with a smile.

For the past two months, Li Mochou has been diligently practicing her skills every day, sparring with Lu Chen daily, and practicing her internal energy diligently at night. She has also taken the Spirit Serpent Pill, which greatly increased her power. She has also learned the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique), which greatly improved her lightness skill.

After Huang Rong and Lu Chen got married, she slept until almost noon every day for the first half month. Later, although she got up earlier, she didn't seem to work hard. She practiced martial arts for no more than two hours a day.

Therefore, Li Mochou felt that, putting everything else aside, her lightness skill might be comparable to Rong'er's.

He nodded eagerly at that moment:

"Alright, let's have a contest of lightness skills!"

The two then unleashed their agility, chasing each other. Sometimes Huang Rong was in front, sometimes they were neck and neck, and sometimes Li Mochou would catch up.

When they flew and chased each other, their speed was as fast as the wind, and their figures were graceful and elegant, forming a very beautiful scene.

Lu Chen, with his hands behind his back, leisurely followed behind the two of them, admiring Rong'er and Li Mochou's race ahead. He didn't seem to exert much effort, yet he was able to keep a close distance to them.

After flying over a hundred miles at full speed in one breath, the two finally determined who was superior.

Li Mochou's skill was ultimately inferior to Huang Rong's, and she gradually became breathless and drenched in sweat, while Huang Rong remained completely at ease, with only a slight sheen of sweat on her forehead.

As for Lu Chen behind him, his breathing rhythm didn't change at all, let alone sweat.

It was nearly dusk by then.

After finishing the race, the three decided to camp and rest by a stream.

After dinner, Li Mochou asked Lu Chen for martial arts lessons again. After a while, Rong'er, who was watching, got itchy and joined in, fighting Lu Chen alongside Li Mochou. As a result, the two of them were exhausted, while Lu Chen remained unaffected.

And so the three of them headed north, racing every day and battling Lu Chen when they camped out.

By the time they entered Guanzhong, Huang Rong and Li Mochou had both made significant progress in their lightness skills and martial arts.

As for Lu Chen, at his current level, it is extremely difficult to improve in a low-martial-world like the Legend of the Condor Heroes. He can only accumulate experience slowly over time, just like the other Five Greats level masters.

Fortunately, the sinking of the land is not limited by the world.

Now you can go to the Tianlong Era, which has a higher energy level, to cultivate.

Once "Sword 4" is unlocked in the future, we should be able to travel to worlds with even higher energy levels.

this day.

The three arrived at the foot of Mount Hua.

When Li Mochou sneaked down the mountain, she had visited Mount Hua once before. This time, she volunteered to lead the way for Lu Chen and Huang Rong.

As they approached Yuquan Temple, the three faintly heard sounds of fighting coming from the nearby woods.

Following the sound, Huang Rong let out a soft exclamation:
"Isn't that Sister Mu?"

That's right, one of the three people fighting was Mu Nianci.

Mu Nianci, dressed in red and wielding a long sword, was fighting alongside a sturdy young man in gray against a short old man in a yellow linen robe.

The old man's movements were extremely powerful, his movements as swift as a phantom, and his palm techniques were also extremely exquisite. His palm force was fierce and sharp, with a majestic aura. The palm wind could cover an area of ​​several feet, sweeping away sand and stones and scattering grass and leaves everywhere.

Such martial arts skills were clearly beyond Mu Nianci's ability to handle.

Although her current skill level is much stronger than it was a year ago, and her swordsmanship is quite exquisite, and she occasionally uses one or two fierce killing moves from the "White Rainbow Sword Technique" that Lu Chen and the other two are very familiar with, she can only play a supporting role and restrain them.

The main force that truly confronted the short old man was the sturdy young man in gray.

The martial arts used by the gray-clad youth were very familiar to Lu Chen and his companions; it was none other than the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

His lightness skill was inferior to that of the short old man, and he could not cope with the old man's swift and unpredictable movements.

However, he used the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms with extreme skill. Every palm strike was perfectly timed, whether blocking, parrying, or counterattacking. He was always able to use the seemingly ordinary and simple Subduing Dragon Palms, which were actually both offensive and defensive, to neutralize the short old man's fierce attacks and even disrupt the old man's rhythm.

His palm strike was also extremely powerful and vigorous, only slightly inferior to that of the short old man. However, thanks to the profound power and energy exertion of the Dragon Subduing Palm Technique, he could hold his own even when he occasionally clashed with the short old man.

With him as the main force and Mu Nianci restraining him from the side, the two of them barely managed to hold on against the short old man's fierce attacks.

However, if the fight goes on for a long time, they probably still won't be able to defeat the short old man.

Huang Rong knew that Qi Gong had taken on a disciple. Back then, she and Lu Chen specially sought out Qi Gong and gave him "Five Treasures Honey Wine," but Qi Gong couldn't bear to drink it, saying that he wanted to save it for his disciple.

Judging from the gray-clad youth's age, he was about the same as Lu Chen. So young, yet possessing such profound skill, it was clear that the Five Treasures Honey Wine had been very effective for him.

Oh, and there's also the "Old Man's Fist." Qi Gong also received a second improved version of the Old Man's Fist from Lu Chen and Huang Rong. Lu Chen also allowed Qi Gong to freely teach it to disciples whose character and temperament Qi Gong approved.

Judging from the appearance of the gray-clad youth and Mu Nianci, they had obviously also practiced the Old Man's Fist.

However, the gray-clad youth's skill was so profound with just a bowl of Five Treasures Honey Wine and the Old Man's Fist, which he had only practiced for a year at most. His training was obviously not ordinary. It seems that Master Qi also said that his disciple's training was no less diligent than Lu Chen's.
While it's impossible for someone to be as diligent as Lu Chen—after all, Lu Chen could train to the point of exhaustion thanks to his "super recovery," which is absolutely impossible for a normal person—even Qi Gong praised him, which clearly shows that he is indeed very diligent.

In addition, he may also have extraordinary talent in internal energy cultivation, otherwise he would not be able to have such skill.

"That guy must be Master Qi's disciple, right? Master Qi's 'Five Treasures Honey Wine' was for him. And he was with Sister Mu, could he be Yang Kang's sworn brother? I think his surname is Guo?"

Huang Rong said with great interest.

Lu Chen looked at the young man with thick eyebrows, large eyes, and a resolute expression, and nodded, saying:

"He is none other than Yang Kang's sworn brother, and the disciple of Qi Gong, Guo Jing."

"Yang Kang also said that Sister Mu and her sworn brother went to investigate the Iron Palm Clan. That short old man's palm technique is so powerful, and his lightness skill is also quite remarkable. Could he be 'Iron Palm Water-Walking' Qiu Qianren?"

"Yes. Qiu Qianren is qualified to participate in the Mount Hua Sword Tournament, and he should be here to participate in the tournament this time as well."

"I think I can compete with Qiu Qianren, and I even have a certain chance of winning."

Huang Rong was eager to try.

Lu Chen smiled and said:

"You can try it."

while speaking.

Even amidst the fierce battle, Qiu Qianren, who still had the leisure to keep an eye on things, had already noticed the arrival of the three.

Seeing that the three men were all of extraordinary stature, appearance, and bearing, and that they dared to join the fierce battle, Qiu Qianren felt a chill run down his spine. Not daring to be careless, he forced Guo Jing and Mu Nianci back with a few palm strikes, then leaped out of the fray and demanded:
"Who is coming?"

Lu Chen smiled slightly and said:

"Lu Chen".

Sinking?

Qiu Qianren's expression changed slightly as he recalled a mysterious figure who had risen to fame in the martial arts world in recent years, yet whose name was only known and whose person had never been seen.

Just as I was wondering if it was a case of the same name, I heard Mu Nianci exclaim in surprise:
"Young Master Lu, Miss Huang!"

Do they know each other?

Qiu Qianren's expression changed again, and he asked:

"A divine sword from beyond the heavens?"

Lu Chen smiled and nodded:

"Exactly."

"..."

Qiu Qianren's eye twitched slightly, and he turned to leave.

Guo Jing, the direct disciple of the "Northern Beggar," was already second only to him in martial arts, and then there was Lu Chen, the "Heavenly Sword"...

If the other party has murderous intent, he might not even survive!
Unfortunately, Qiu Qianren wanted to leave, but Huang Rong, who had been eager to try her luck, would not let this opportunity pass.
"Why is Chief Qiu in such a hurry to leave?"

Huang Rong, with her light, gliding movements, swiftly appeared before Qiu Qianren, bowed respectfully, and said in a solemn tone:

"I have long heard of Chief Qiu's Iron Palm that shakes Mount Heng, his fame is illustrious. More than twenty years ago, he received an invitation from Wang Chongyang to participate in the Mount Hua Sword Tournament, but unfortunately he did not attend. Now that he has come to Mount Hua, I suppose he is here to show off his skills. I am but a humble woman, and I have also come to participate in the Mount Hua Sword Tournament, eager to test my skills against Chief Qiu!"

"..."

Qiu Qianren's eye twitched again as he looked at Lu Chen and said hatefully:

"You surnamed Lu, are you trying to humiliate this old man?"

Although Huang Rong had just displayed her exquisite lightness skill, Qiu Qianren did not believe that a girl who looked to be at most eighteen years old could be his opponent.

Lu Chen gestured for her to step forward and stop him, or even challenge him, as that would undoubtedly be humiliating.

However, Lu Chen shook his head:

"Chief Qiu has misunderstood. My sister Rong'er is highly skilled in martial arts and is indeed qualified to participate in the Mount Hua Sword Tournament. It is even possible that Chief Qiu was careless and underestimated her, and was defeated by her."

Qiu Qianren refused to believe it and snorted coldly:
"If that's the case... don't blame me if you die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he unleashed both palms simultaneously. The powerful palm force shook the air, producing a thunderous roar as it swept towards Huang Rong.

He expected Huang Rong to dodge with her light footwork, but to his surprise, she chuckled and, without dodging or avoiding, struck out with both palms to meet the attack head-on.

"Miss Huang, be careful!" Mu Nianci exclaimed in alarm, "That old scoundrel Qiu's palm strike..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qiu Qianren and Huang Rong had already exchanged a solid palm strike!
Bang!
Amidst the deafening roar, a powerful shockwave erupted, sweeping outwards like a hurricane, stirring up the dust beneath their feet and turning it into a dust ring that tumbled and spread more than three zhang away!
In this clash of palms, Qiu Qianren did not gain the slightest advantage, and both he and Huang Rong took a step back!
This left Qiu Qianren speechless with disbelief, and Mu Nianci and Guo Jing also stared in shock.

"Chief Qiu, is my palm strike any good?" Huang Rong raised a slender eyebrow, a smug look on her face.

Qiu Qianren snorted coldly:
"I don't know what kind of magical medicine you've taken to achieve such skill at such a young age. But I'm going to teach you that martial arts prowess isn't just about skill level!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed like lightning, displaying the superb lightness skill that earned him the name "Iron Palm Water-Walking". At the same time, his palms also created countless palm shadows, covering Huang Rong like a blanket.

"Yes, the level of martial arts skill depends not only on internal strength but also on movement techniques and moves. But these..."

Huang Rong chuckled, her feet moving with the light-footed grace of Lingbo Weibu, and her hands unleashing the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand technique, engaging Qiu Qianren in a direct exchange of attacks:
"I don't need it!"

bang bang bang bang...

The sounds of fists and palms colliding were as dense as a sudden rainstorm, and a sharp wind swept across. Huang Rong and Qiu Qianren moved like shooting stars and leaping balls, dodging and weaving. As soon as they exchanged blows, they were already fighting fiercely!

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