Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 244 Breaking and then standing up

An ordinary man would be furious if he were called a coward.

Besides, aren't all the men here top-notch?

Even Gian can't stand it!
Several people yelled and pounced. Big Meow roared, and its chubby body leaped up like a wisp of smoke.

Li Ruohai handed the twelve-foot-long red spear to Feng Xinglie and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Lie, kill someone!"

"Yes!"

Feng Xinglie took the spear and, without saying a word, let out a clear whistle and rode the fat tiger into the enemy ranks. More than a dozen men were unable to stop their momentum and were torn apart by the tiger's bites and attacked by the spear's shadow.

In an instant, swords broke, men and horses fell, and screams filled the air.

The leader was still in a daze, not yet coming to his senses, when the white donkey on the other side twisted its neck, untied its reins, and charged straight at the attackers. People flew through the air and screamed in agony as it passed by.

At the same time, Ren Shaoyang chuckled, and without bending his knees, he suddenly stood up by pushing off with his heels.

The people holding the taut ropes were all horrified and involuntarily lurched backward.

As the saying goes, "Immovable as a mountain, swift as thunder."

As the dozens of people were pulling on the rope, Ren Shaoyang suddenly stood up and pulled hard, causing everyone to fall over and stumble.

But Ren Shaoyang exhaled and shouted, "Drink!" He then circled and raised his right hand.

The ropes binding them tightened instantly, pulling everyone back like spinning tops.

"oops!"

"my hand!"

"This isn't human, how can he be so strong?"

In an instant, everyone screamed in panic, fell and rolled, and the ground was covered with Jianghu people rolling like gourds.

The leader had never seen anything like it before. He noticed that Ren Shaoyang wasn't accompanied by the strange donkey, and that the man was using his intact right hand to pull everyone upside down, appearing quite imposing. However, his left arm was broken, clearly leaving him with no other hand to defend himself.

Seeing this, the leader was filled with malice and rage. He drew his sword, leaped onto the roof of the carriage, and gritted his teeth, saying hatefully, "Ren Jianshen, I, 'Tiger Dragging Blade' Qin Buhui, will take your head!"

Upon hearing the shout, Ren Shaoyang merely glanced at him indifferently.

Then, without even raising his head, he kicked Qin Buhui's knife tip.

Qin Buhui was shocked and quickly swung his knife to slash at Ren Shaoyang's ankle.

Leg shadows and flashing blades came from the left and right, advancing swiftly and rapidly.

The toes of the foot met the tip of the knife with a clanging sound, like the sound of horses' hooves treading on snow or a general hunting at night; the sound was surprisingly swift and powerful.

Qin Buhui received Ren Shaoyang's six kicks, but when the seventh kick came, there was a cracking sound, the long sword shattered, and shiny fragments flew all over the ground.

Qin Buhui's long face turned as red as blood, and his body swayed uncontrollably, as if he were drunk.

Ren Shaoyang laughed: "To be able to withstand seven of my kicks, you must be someone of importance in the martial arts world!" With that, he took a step forward, twisted his waist, and delivered another whirlwind kick to Ren Shaoyang's chest.

Click!
Qin Buhui was tall and strong, weighing over 200 pounds, but Ren Shaoyang kicked him like a football, sending him flying backward. As he flew backward, his body crashed into more than a dozen of his men. Those men also suffered broken bones, screaming in agony as they tumbled into the crowd, knocking several more to the ground.

Qin Buhui lay in the crowd, a large crater in her chest, her body twisting a few times before she died instantly.

Seeing that the ringleader had been killed, and with Fatty Tiger and Li Ruohai and his apprentice fighting their way in and out seven times, Ren Shaoyang immediately gave a whistle.

The white donkey immediately ran back and put on its bridle.

Ren Shaoyang shouted, "Old Li, Nephew Feng, follow me and charge out!"

"Listen to Shao Yang!"

"Yes!"

"Roar!"

"Bang!"

The two men, the tiger, and the donkey all responded loudly.

Ren Shaoyang stood on the roof of the vehicle, holding an iron bar like a general pointing the way to victory, and shouted: "Brother Donkey, charge!"

The white donkey pulled the cart wildly, galloping and crashing through the crowd like a raging sea. Those behind were screaming themselves hoarse, but as soon as the cart reached them, it seemed as if the waves had parted and receded, sending people and horses tumbling backward.

Dust billowed forward like a dragon, and Fatty Tiger followed closely behind the donkey cart. The speed was so fast that the strong wind blew so hard that Feng Xinglie couldn't open his eyes and could only turn his head away, not daring to look ahead.
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Huangzhou Prefecture.

The donkey cart stopped in a small courtyard, a quiet place surrounded by lush flowers and trees.

The three of them walked into the flower hall and finally sat down to catch their breath.

Li Ruohai dismissed the servants and slowly said, "Shaoyang, I have never lived here since I bought it. It is safe enough." Ren Shaoyang had changed into a white robe again, but this white robe was made of soft material and was embroidered with bamboo forests and landscapes, making it quite valuable.

But this also made him appear like a noble young master.

Ren Shaoyang picked up a piece of pastry and said while eating, "Okay, you should take good care of your injury and wait for the flowers to bloom."

Li Ruohai poured himself a glass of wine, downed it in one gulp, and his face flushed slightly. He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, "Is this what it feels like to be drunk? It's truly amazing."

Ren Shaoyang was taken aback, then said, "Losing all your martial arts skills would be like the sky falling for others, but for you, Lao Li, it might not be a bad thing."

Li Ruohai was moved and said, "Shao Yang's words have a profound meaning."

Ren Shaoyang breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "I used to have a very good friend who was blind."

Feng Xinglie blurted out, "Blind man?"

“Yes.” Ren Shaoyang nodded. “There’s an old saying: ‘Blind, clever, mute, and poisonous.’ Generally, people with physical disabilities are somewhat sinister. But he is completely different.”

"He is a person who loves life and is very gentle and kind to others."

"Such a wonderful person exists?" Li Ruohai exclaimed in surprise. "What's his name?"

"When flowers fill the heart, so too does the building." Ren Shaoyang smiled. "His name is Hua Manlou (Flower Full Building)."

"Hua Manlou, what a wonderful name!"

“Not only is his name good, but he’s also an exceptionally good person,” Ren Shaoyang said. “There’s something he said that I’ve always liked.”

Li Ruohai said, "I am all ears."

"We were drinking at the time, and when we talked about his blindness, the little beggar immediately decided to treat his eyes."

Ren Shaoyang stared at the teacup in his hand, his gaze lost in thought.

But Hua Manlou said something else: 'Have you ever heard the sound of snowflakes falling on the roof? Can you feel the wonderful vitality of flower buds slowly opening in the spring breeze? Do you know that the autumn wind often carries the fragrance of leaves from distant mountains?'

When he finished speaking, everyone fell silent, completely absorbed in the world he was describing.

Ren Shaoyang slowly said, "Actually, as long as you are willing to appreciate it, you will find that life itself is very lovely, and everything has enough to make you feel moved and happy."

Li Ruohai was somewhat taken aback. He looked at Ren Shaoyang and then said, "Shaoyang, do you mean that I, Li, have lost all my martial arts skills and have gone from being a recluse to being involved in the world?"

"Entering formlessness into form, and form into all forms, concealing heaven and earth in a mustard seed, and transforming dust into the universe." Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly, "This is the core method of my 'Great Vajra Divine Power'."

Li Ruohai raised an eyebrow and said, "What a profound Buddhist supernatural power of formlessness and selflessness!"

Ren Shaoyang nodded and smiled, "Old Li, although you have lost all your martial arts skills, your spirit has transformed into a mysterious and unfathomable realm."

Li Ruohai said, "If it weren't for your words about 'distinguishing truth from falsehood' last night, and the exhilarating battle with Pang Ban today, how would I have known about this other world? The road ahead is fraught with danger, but compared to the joys and sorrows of the human world, it's nothing."

"Yes, the road ahead is both arduous and alluring." Ren Shaoyang raised his glass in celebration, "and you have already found it."

Li Ruohai clinked glasses with him and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Old Li, you have already attained enlightenment. I estimate that you will fully recover your previous achievements in less than half a year."

The idea of ​​breaking down the old and building up the new sounds simple, but how many people in the world can actually do it?

With his power restored, coupled with the immense benefits he gained from his battle with Pang Ban and his discussions with Ren Shaoyang, Li Ruohai will likely make even greater strides, reaching an unimaginable level of mastery.

As the saying goes: the bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish.

Ren Shaoyang used the "Heavenly Music" method to detect that a faint true qi was slowly being generated in Li Ruohai's dantian, though it was very difficult, like a pine seedling breaking through the soil in a rock.

But it will eventually recover and continue to grow stronger.

Furthermore, Ren Shaoyang could sense that his true energy was merging with his body, and gradually his entire being and his power became one, unshakeable.

All of this indicates that Li Ruohai has broken through and started anew, embarking on an unprecedented path.

Ren Shaoyang and Li Ruohai exchanged a smile, their understanding unspoken.

He turned to Feng Xinglie and instructed him, "Since you call me Uncle, then come with me to the San Gao residence. As for whether you can learn 'Beating the Ten Directions of the World with a Stick,' that depends on whether you have the magnanimity."

Feng Xinglie was overjoyed and immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly: "Thank you, Uncle Ren!"
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The next day.

At the entrance of the San Gao Residence.

A tall figure carrying an umbrella walked along the path in the peach blossom grove, followed by several subordinates in official robes.

Upon reaching the gate of the residence, the man folded his umbrella, smiled slightly, and announced loudly, "I am Jian Zhengming of the Xining Sect. I am here on the orders of Commander Lengyan to present a secret letter. Please open it personally, Mr. Ren!"

(End of this chapter)