The Legend of the Condor Heroes: Starting from the Bodyguard

Chapter 219 Iron Palm Lotus Questions Qiu Qianren

The White Lotus Saint Son is a disciple of Yu Huacheng.

The White Lotus Sect leader was a descendant of Yu Wupo, the former leader of the Ming Cult. Zhou Yan was unsure whether the other party knew the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth," so he dared not be careless and did not intend to stay here for long.

Now that the golden doll is in hand, it's not the time to escalate the conflict with the White Lotus Sect. The best course of action is to leave.

The White Lotus Saint landed, and Zhou Yan stepped forward, slightly bending his left leg and bending his right arm inward. He drew a circle with his right palm and, with a whoosh, unleashed the move "Regretful Dragon Soaring" outward.

Upon hearing the sharp force of the palm strike, the White Lotus Saint's expression suddenly hardened. Daring not to be careless, he unleashed a palm strike with all his might.

"boom……

The two men clashed palms together, and a muffled sound suddenly exploded out. A surging, terrifying shockwave erupted from the palms of Zhou Yan and the White Lotus Saint, spreading out in a flat arc.

The White Lotus Saint felt a powerful force, even stronger than his own, surging into his palm. He was shocked and was about to use his inner strength to resist when suddenly another surge of inner strength came crashing down like a tidal wave, followed by another surge of inner strength like a tidal wave.

The White Lotus Saint felt as if the meridians in his arms were swollen like water sacs, about to burst. His blood and qi surged, and his body staggered back several steps uncontrollably. He lost his footing and fell into the pool.

Several white-clad women, who were originally about to attack the Fisherman of Misty Waves, leaped into the pool.

Zhou Yan exhaled with a "whoosh," relieved to find that his opponent did not know the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth" and was slightly inferior to Ouyang Ke in cultivation.

This conclusion made him even less willing to linger.

To be able to train a White Lotus Saint Son of this caliber, the White Lotus Sect Leader Yu Huacheng must be at least on par with Qiu Qianren. If he also knows the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth," once entangled with him, there would be no chance of escape.

"Master, please go first," Zhou Yan said to the Indian monk, glancing at Liu Qingzhou.

Eight women in white robes swiftly moved away, their long white ribbons sometimes soaring into the air, crisscrossing, and sometimes skimming the ground like rainbows, forming a net that was even more varied and wondrous than the "fishing net formation" Zhou Yan had seen in the Valley of Heartbreak.

Liu Qingzhou was instantly caught off guard and flustered. Suddenly, her ankle tightened as it was bound by a white silk ribbon. In that instant, she lost her focus and her other ankle was also bound by a white silk ribbon.

The old fisherman on the misty waves cackled, "Young man from Hengshan, I've come to save you, lest you be torn apart by five horses, and I will be unable to fight you."

The old fisherman swung his fishing rod wide, the attack covering an area of ​​two or three zhang (approximately 6-9 meters). With a sudden flick of his wrist, the rod slammed into a woman who was holding a white silk ribbon wrapped around Liu Qingzhou's arm. The fishing line, along with the hook, swung towards another woman.

Zhou Yan used his "finger flicking magic" to launch a series of stones.

As soon as the two made their move, there were loud "bang" sounds. Some women were hit in pressure points by stones and fell down, while others were hooked by fishhooks and thrown into the pool.

Liu Qingzhou swung his sword down from above, severing the white silk ribbon around her ankle.

“Let’s go, I’ll cover the rear,” Zhou Yan said.

The old fisherman, carrying his fishing rod, turned and caught up with the Indian monk. He snatched the wooden bucket containing the golden doll from the monk's hand and sped forward. Liu Qingzhou led the high monk on his way, while Liang Xiaowu and his men quickly retreated from the forest. Zhou Yan then followed.

The woman in white had no time to catch up. When the group reached the valley entrance, they took their horses from the woods and sped away.

……

At the waterfall and emerald pool in the valley, an old man with white eyebrows and a white beard descended like an immortal from among the lush green bamboo. He floated down to the ground, his figure swift and agile, and relieved the pressure points of several women in white.

The group of women in white, looking rather disheveled, all knelt down, saying, "Greetings, Master."

Yu Huacheng's gaze fell on the White Lotus Saint, who was soaked to the bone. He showed neither joy nor anger, and asked, "Wuse, what happened?"

The White Lotus Saint, with a devout expression, recounted in detail the events surrounding Zhou Yan and his group's attempt to capture the Golden Baby, and the subsequent conflict between the two sides. He spoke truthfully, without exaggeration.

After he finished speaking, he said, "Master, those thieves haven't gone far. Let me lead my men to surround and pursue them."

"Never mind, it's just two golden cubs, not worth making trouble for. There's been some trouble at the Poyang Lake branch, go and take a look."

"Okay." Wuse nodded.

Yu Huacheng then asked, "You said you were forced into the pool by the opponent's palm strike."

"Ah."

"You can tell which sect it belongs to."

"Your disciple is dull-witted and blind, and has not known."

"Methods you can remember?"

"I have a vague recollection of it." Zhou Yan's "Regretful Dragon" move was recalled without color, and he gestured with both hands.

Yu Huacheng's expression gradually became serious. He thought to himself that this seemed to be the "Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms," but it didn't make sense to say that the Beggars' Sect was provoking him.

The Holy Son stared blankly at Yu Huacheng, trying to discern a clue, but the White Lotus Sect Leader said, "Why aren't you going yet?"

Wu Se quickly regained his composure and replied, "Disciple obeys."

He said this, bowed respectfully, and led a group of women in white down the mountain straight to the Poyang Lake water village.

Yu Hua transformed from stillness to motion, breaking through the countless rays of sunlight filtering through the bamboo leaves. His movements were swift and graceful, like a gust of wind, as he headed north.

...The discovery of the golden doll averted danger, and the atmosphere remained unaffected by the encounter with the White Lotus Cult members.

Liu Qingzhou said, "Those women's martial arts skills are not very high. I can easily take on multiple people with one sword, but when they use the white silk array, it is a bit difficult for me to move freely."

The old fisherman said, "It's a pity you could exchange a few blows with me. Your method of using the white silk is similar to my own."

"You try it next time." The two of them were at loggerheads again.

Zhou Yan mediated, "Those women's cultivation is only at the level of Cheng Hu from the Poyang Lake Water Village, but the White Silk Formation is truly not simple. The Valley of Heartbreak also has a similar fishing net formation. The net is made of twisted gold and steel wire, and is covered with golden knives and swords for stabbing enemies. The intersections of the net are attached with magnets that can attract the opponent's metal hidden weapons. In battle, eight or sixteen people form a formation, with four people holding a section of the net, sometimes horizontal, sometimes vertical, sometimes diagonal, sometimes flat, constantly changing and narrowing the encirclement, making it really difficult to defend against. The flexibility and ingenuity of the White Silk Formation are in no way inferior to the fishing net formation, and should not be underestimated. If it weren't for Brother Fisherman's fishing rod allowing for long-range attacks, and my use of acupoint striking with stones, I might have been caught off guard and thrown into a panic."

"That's true." Liu Qingzhou said, still shaken.

The old fisherman rolled his eyes and said, "Interesting, interesting. There's even a fishing net formation in the Valley of Heartbreak. I'd like to see it for myself."

"We'll wait and see," Liu Qingzhou said.

"Haha, if I can't handle a few tattered fishing nets, then the title of 'Old Fisherman of the Misty Waves' is nothing but empty boasting." The old fisherman looked confident.

The group returned from Longhu Mountain by the same route, and upon reaching the south bank of Poyang Lake, they hired a large boat to travel across the lake and river, heading straight for Xiangyang.

……

The outskirts of Xiangyang are embraced by mountains.

A team of over a hundred people set up camp on a flat area several miles from Snake Valley.

The bonfire blazed brightly, and the group consisted mainly of disciples from the Iron Palm Clan, as well as representatives from various sects that had submitted to the number one gang in Jiangnan. Everyone drank and played drinking games, creating a lively atmosphere.

Inside the central tent, the flames of red candles burned brightly, and the carved wooden screen reflected a red glow, revealing Qiu Qianchi's graceful silhouette on the thin screen.

The Fu'an Escort Agency was transporting goods from Huai River to Jingzhou. Zhou Yan encountered Qiu Qianchi, the Iron Palm Lotus, who had come out of the Valley of Heartbreak to find Qiu Qianzhang. At that time, he, Qiu Qianchi, and Yang Miaozhen had a pleasant conversation on the Huai River at night.

After parting ways, Qiu Qianchi accompanied Yang Miaozhen to Xinyang to suppress bandits. Later, they lived in Chaya Mountain for a period of time. Yang Miaozhen wanted Qiu Qianchi to join her group, so she inevitably talked about punishing evil and upholding justice, and how the Jin people were cruel.

Qiu Qianchi, along with Yang Miaozhen, had also intercepted and killed Jin soldiers who were besieging and suppressing righteous armies in various places while in the mountain stronghold.

When Zhou Yan rescued Sun Bu'er outside Snake Valley, he also told her about Shangguan Jiannan, the former leader of the Iron Palm Clan, who devoted his life to serving his country and died for it. Qiu Qianchi was moved by this and found an excuse to let Zhou Yan and Sun Bu'er leave.

These two experiences left an indelible mark on Qiu Qianchi, who loathed the Jin Dynasty.

While traveling, Qiu Qianchi visited the Iron Palm Clan and gazed at the Iron Palm Clan's forbidden area at Zhongfeng Peak. Recalling some of Shangguan Jiannan's deeds, Qiu Qianchi's senses of the Valley of Heartbreak seemed to have faded somewhat. Now, accompanied by Qiu Qianren, she was to marry into the Valley of Heartbreak, and suddenly, she no longer had any initial expectations.

The wind, like a rising tide, lashed against the tents. Qiu Qianchi remembered that the camp was surrounded by a valley where the giant eagle lived.

She was about to go out and take a look when a maidservant brought in the wedding dress.
"Miss, the gang leader wants you to try on your wedding dress."

Qiu Qianchi nodded, and her maid helped her change. Her figure was far more stunning than she appeared, with clearly defined features, and soon her curvaceous body was dressed in her wedding gown.

Qiu Qianchi tied her clothes and tightened her belt before stepping out from behind the screen and looking at her reflection in the bronze mirror.

His expression was tense, his face devoid of joy, and though he was dressed in wedding attire, he looked as if he were about to commit murder.

She smiled, softening her expression.

"Miss looks so beautiful." The maidservant chattered on and on, "I heard from the gang leader and the others that the Crown Prince of Jin is also coming to offer his congratulations."

"The Crown Prince of the Jin Kingdom?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, there's also someone named Ouyang Feng, and some people from the Changfeng Escort Agency."

Why would the Crown Prince of Jin come to offer his congratulations?

"This servant does not know. I was recruited to serve the leader after Miss arrived at Iron Palm Mountain. However, I heard some of the leaders drinking in the camp say that we were supposed to help the Jin Kingdom fight against the Mongols and Song Dynasty."

Qiu Qianchi's face turned cold, and she was furious.

"really?"

She is a strong-willed person with a fiery temper.

The maid trembled upon hearing this and said in a panic, "This servant was too talkative, please forgive me, Miss."

"What else did you hear?"

That's all.

"Change."

"what!"

Before the stunned maid could do anything, Qiu Qianchi quickly took off her wedding dress, changed into a black long skirt, and strode out of the tent, heading straight for Qiu Qianren's camp.

(End of this chapter)