Arhats Subduing Demons: Starting with The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber

Chapter 100 How unreasonable
Wei Bi let out a long sigh and said, "Senior, it's extremely simple for me to answer your questions, but you have to promise me one thing."

Granny Jin Hua snorted: "You're refusing a polite toast only to suffer the consequences."

Wei Bi said, "Senior, Zhang Wuji is related to Xie Xun, and Xie Xun is related to the Dragon-Slaying Saber. Who wouldn't want the title of the supreme martial arts master?"
What happened back then is truly difficult to recount. If I tell the truth, I only beg that you, senior, spare my junior sister and me!

"Something people find hard to say?" Zhao Min smiled sweetly. "Why don't you just say you're afraid we'll kill you to silence you?"

Wei Bi looked troubled, and although he didn't say anything, it was clear that Zhao Min's prediction was correct.

They once tried to lure Zhang Wuji to Icefire Island, and Zhu Jiuzhen was about to kill him. Zhu Changling said he would blind him and let him fend for himself. Wei Bi was naturally afraid that the same thing would happen to them.

Granny Jin Hua said, "Alright, as long as you tell the truth, I will spare your lives."

Wei Bi turned his gaze to Yun Changkong. He saw that this strange man had extraordinary martial arts skills and wanted his approval.

Yun Changkong smiled and said, "Is this interesting? Whether I go back on my word or not is entirely up to me."

Wei Bi was taken aback. He knew that a person cannot stand without integrity, especially a person with high martial arts skills. They valued their status and, no matter how evil or ruthless they were, they had to keep their word. This was a matter of great importance, and no one would be willing to break their promise and ruin their reputation. He never expected this person to say such a thing.

Wei Bi said, “Everyone dies eventually, but without integrity one cannot stand. Judging from your skills, you are no ordinary person. If you don’t even care about integrity, then what I say will not only insult your reputation but also save your life. Why should I say it?” As he spoke, he closed his eyes, as if he could do whatever he wanted.

Yun Changkong smiled and said, "Since you know that what you are doing is an insult to your senior, why do it in the first place?"

Okay, I promise you, as long as you tell the truth, I'll let you go this time. Next time we meet, it'll be a different story.

Wei Bi opened his eyes and said, "Okay!" Then he looked around and said, "Let's talk somewhere else. There are people walking around here. It wouldn't be good if they heard us."

Zhao Min smiled slightly and said, "You've thought of everything so thoroughly; I'm starting to get quite interested in what you're doing."

Yun Changkong thought Wei Bi's words made sense. He looked around and immediately picked him up, then went to catch Wu Qingying.

Zhao Min swayed and grabbed her by the belt, lifting her up, saying, "I'll do it!"

Wu Qingying was lifted up, which circulated her blood and returned her to her senses. She let out a long sigh of relief, woke up, and called out, "Senior brother, senior brother."

"Shut up!" Zhao Min snapped.

Wei Bi said, "There is a very large open space where the mountain wall bends, so there's no need to worry about being overheard by others!"

Granny Jin Hua sneered, "Don't try anything funny. Even if your master came, he wouldn't be able to save you."

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

The group, skilled in light-footed martial arts, rushed over the mountain wall and found a wide lawn. Chang Kong and Zhao Min threw Wei Bi and Wu Qingying onto the ground.

Wei Bi dared not delay and began to recount how Zhang Wuji arrived at Zhu Family Village and how he was deceived by Zhu Jiuzhen and her father.

Zhao Min said impatiently, "Who wants to hear this? I'm asking you, have you never heard any news about Xie Xun from him?"

Wei Bi blushed and said, "I know."

He then recounted in detail how Zhang Wuji's parents and Xie Xun drifted to Icefire Island, how they stayed there for ten years, and how the three of them returned on a raft, including the story of Xie Xun's blindness.

Zhang Wuji learned most of the details from his parents, and he told Zhu Changling without reservation. When Zhu Changling and the others devised their plan, they also told Zhu Jiuzhen, Wu Lie and his daughter, and Wei Bi. Therefore, Wei Bi explained it very clearly.

Yun Changkong sighed inwardly, and couldn't help but think of a meme that would be quite fitting for Zhang Wuji.

"Jiuzhen laughs, and Xie Xun is turned upside down!"

Suddenly, Granny Jin Hua muttered to herself, "Xie Xun, Xie Xun, I never thought that you, so shrewd all your life, would ruin your eyes for this Dragon-Slaying Saber."

Hearing the deep emotion in her words, Wei Bi exclaimed in surprise, "Senior, this is what Zhang Wuji said, not something I made up!"

Granny Jin Hua coldly said, "I've met Zhang Wuji before. He's a tough guy. How could he tell you about his godfather's blindness? If you try anything again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Upon hearing this, Wei Bi hurriedly recounted how Zhang Wuji learned martial arts on Icefire Island, how he sent Yang Buhui westward, how he suffered misfortune at Kunlun Sansheng'ao, how he was bitten by Zhu Jiuzhen's big dog, and how he killed him.

Seeing that Zhang Wuji's martial arts skills were not weak, Zhu Jiuzhen rescued him. In order to make Zhu Jiuzhen proud, Zhang Wuji showed off his Wudang martial arts. Zhu Changling saw through the trick and then conspired with his sworn brother Yao Qingquan to make Zhang Cuishan the family's savior. Zhu Jiuzhen combed Zhang Wuji's hair and washed his face, and then said that Xie Xun had been brought by them.

In reality, it was Wu Lie who impersonated Xie Xun and injured Zhu Changling, which is why Zhang Wuji claimed that Xie Xun was blind.

The story details how Zhu Jiuzhen and Zhang Wuji pretended to be intimate, how Zhang Wuji eventually discovered their scheme and escaped under cover of night, how they chased each other across mountains and valleys, and how they finally fell off a cliff and plunged into a bottomless abyss.

Granny Jin Hua sighed and said, "Zhang Wuji is afflicted with the Xuanming Divine Palm, yet he doesn't reveal his godfather's whereabouts. But you've used the fake kindness and beauty trap on him, and the burning down of the mansion as a self-inflicted injury trap. Heh heh, how clever!"

Zhao Min pursed her lips and said disdainfully, "You're wrong about that. Back then, Hebi Weng used the Xuanming Divine Palm to hit Zhang Wuji, not just for the whereabouts of Xie Xun's Dragon-Slaying Saber. Otherwise, wouldn't it have been better to just cut off his fingers or chop off his feet if he was threatening a ten-year-old child? Why did he have to use the Xuanming Divine Palm to leave him half-dead?"

Yun Changkong suddenly realized, "Ah, the Xuanming Elders' target is Zhang Sanfeng."

"Brother Yun is so smart!" Zhao Min nodded and said, "Back then, when Hebi Weng beat Zhang Wuji with the Xuanming Divine Palm, he even carried him up Wudang Mountain. In fact, he was waiting for thousands of heroes to turn against the Wudang Sect because of the Dragon-Slaying Saber, and then throw the injured Zhang Wuji out to see if Zhang Sanfeng would save his grand-disciple."

If he were to save his grand-disciple, he could not do two things at once. My family's experts would immediately seize the opportunity and take his life. But Zhang Cuishan actually committed suicide. The fact that Shaolin Temple and Wudang Sect did not fight was unexpected by everyone. Zhang Wuji had clearly had his acupoints sealed, but upon seeing his father's death, he broke through the seals in his excitement and shouted out.

Only then did Zhang Sanfeng realize what was happening, subduing Hebi Weng. The martial arts figures were all greatly disappointed and retreated, so our men had no choice but to follow. "If Zhang Cuishan hadn't died, Zhang Sanfeng would certainly be dead!"

Yun Changkong thought of the past when Ouyang Feng injured Wu Santong and Qiu Qianren injured Ying Gu's son; their goal was the person who performed the miracle to save people.

If Zhang Cuishan hadn't died, even if the Wudang heroes had won the battle against the Shaolin monks, they would have been severely weakened. The people from the Ruyang Prince's Mansion, disguised as martial artists, would have stirred up trouble by claiming the whereabouts of the "Dragon-Slaying Saber," and then dumped Zhang Wuji, who had been struck by the "Xuanming Divine Palm," onto Zhang Sanfeng.

Given Zhang Sanfeng's affection for Zhang Cuishan, even knowing the danger, he would certainly expend his internal energy to expel the poison from his disciple's grandson as quickly as possible to save his life.

At that time, if the Xuanming Elders, A'da, A'er, and A'san were to make a move, no matter how high Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts skills were, he would be faced with the choice between protecting his disciple's life and his own. Even a moment's hesitation would have been enough for many masters to take his life!

Yun Changkong nodded and said, "What a brilliant psychological warfare tactic! It's ruthless, vicious, and vicious!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from behind: "Who are you? How dare you come here to seize my daughter and injure my disciple!"

When everyone turned around, they saw a dozen or so burly men walking towards them in the distance.

The first one was tall and imposing, with a bronze face and a majestic presence, like a tiger descending from the mountain. Standing among the crowd, he was truly like a crane among chickens.

"Father, Master!"

Wu Qingying and Wei Bi were overjoyed.

Yun Changkong said calmly, "Are you Wu Lie?"

Wu Lie's gaze was sharp as he swept his eyes over the group, and he coldly replied, "It is indeed I. May I ask your esteemed name?"

Yun Changkong said, "Who I am is not important!"

Wu Lie sneered, "Good!" He strode forward, unleashing a flurry of palm strikes, launching four attacks in quick succession, each aimed at Yun Changkong's vital points. The remaining force caused the grass and trees on the ground to rustle.

Everyone saw that his fists and palms were as swift and fierce as the wind, and Yun Changkong only kept retreating without fighting back.

Wu Lie unleashed a double palm strike, the force of which was overwhelming, causing Yun Changkong's clothes to flutter wildly.

It turns out that Yun Changkong intended to let Wu Lie display his full abilities so that he could see the principles behind his martial arts and thus gain insight into the teachings of Guo Jing, Hong Qigong, and Master Yideng.

Zhu Jiuzhen's martial arts skills were ultimately too shallow, and his knowledge was limited. Wu Lie's skill was profound, and his fist, palm, and finger techniques were all techniques that Yun Changkong had never heard of or seen before.

Wu Lie had assumed Yun Changkong would attack him, so he gathered his strength, but to his surprise, Yun Changkong didn't retaliate, only dodging his powerful palm strikes. Wu Lie concluded that Yun Changkong's martial arts were mediocre.
He immediately unleashed a series of powerful punches, forcing Yun Changkong to retreat step by step until he reached the base of the stone wall.

With a loud 'snap,' he struck the stone wall, sending stone chips flying everywhere.

Zhao Min was secretly shocked to see how powerful his palm strike was. If it hit a human body, what would happen?
Even a master like Granny Jin Hua was astonished. The power of the Martial Fist and Palm was truly unimaginable, especially considering the power of Guo Jing and Hong Qigong in the past.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Lie had already struck dozens of times, his palm strikes becoming increasingly fierce, showing no sign of diminishing in power despite the increase in the number of moves.

It should be known that the fist and palm skills he learned were passed down from Hong Qigong, and were extremely powerful. Since Yun Changkong did not retaliate, Wu Lie naturally became stronger and stronger as the fight went on, shouting, "I thought you were someone important, but you dare not take a single palm strike from me!"

Seeing that he was only using fist and foot techniques and never used the One-Finger Divine Skill, Yun Changkong chuckled and said, "Do you think I'm afraid of you?" He then suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Wu Lie shouted and leaped forward, delivering a powerful punch to Yun Changkong's chest.

This punch was unleashed with full force, its power overwhelming. Yun Changkong raised his hand to take the blow head-on.

There was a snap,
Wu Lie's palm strikes were powerful, but in Yun Changkong's hands, they were like a gentle breeze or willow catkins drifting by.

Wu Lie felt as if the great force he had exerted had vanished into thin air, and a resistance force had emerged, transmitting directly back from his palm. His blood and qi surged throughout his body, and his feet sank downwards due to the intense force.

Wu Lie was highly skilled in martial arts. He bent his legs and suddenly lowered his wrist, turning his fist into a point. His index finger trembled as he pointed at the Futu and Fengshi acupoints on the outside of Wu Lie's left leg.

It turns out that Wu Lie's move "Three Waves of the Yangtze River" contains three forces. If the enemy blocks the first force with all his might, he will not expect the second force to come one after another, followed by the third force surging in. If he is not a martial arts master, he will be seriously injured even if he is not killed.

But when he encountered Yun Changkong, he immediately sensed something was wrong and seized the opportunity to use his most skilled technique.

Wu Lie was a seasoned veteran with a fierce spirit, and in this mid-battle change, he used his family's One-Finger Divine Skill.

Although he was far inferior to Master Yideng and even his ancestor Wu Santong in terms of skill, his finger strength was still extraordinary.

When Yun Changkong saw him use this move, he thought to himself, "He really came!" He then focused his Arhat Subduing Demon Technique on the Gallbladder Meridian of Foot Shaoyang and the Stomach Meridian of Foot Yang.

Because the Fengshi acupoint belongs to the Foot Shaoyang Gallbladder Meridian and the Futu acupoint belongs to the Foot Yang Stomach Meridian, he wanted to feel this Yang finger without dodging or resisting.

With two soft hissing sounds, Yun Changkong suddenly felt two streams of heat surging into two acupoints, and his left leg involuntarily went weak, causing him to kneel on the ground.

But then a "crack" was heard, and Wu Lie was jolted, staggering back three steps.

Seeing Yun Changkong kneel down on his left knee, Wu Lie's disciples shouted, "Good!" But before they could finish their shout, Wu Lie fell heavily to the ground with his back to the ground.

The disciples quickly swallowed the rest of their praise. Wu Lie was both ashamed and angry. He suddenly jumped up, his body swaying, his right hand hanging limply, and blood dripping from his fingers.

"Father! Master!"

Wu Qingying and Wei Bi then noticed that Wu Lie's index finger was broken, with the white bone protruding from the flesh.

Seeing Yun Changkong kneeling on his left knee, eyes closed and silent, Zhao Min leaped forward: "Brother Yun, what's wrong?"

Yun Changkong felt a warm sensation in his left leg, but he couldn't muster any strength. Even if he tried to lift it, it felt as if it weighed a thousand pounds. He smiled slightly and said, "What a brilliant One-Finger Divine Skill! Impressive!" He immediately took a deep breath of true energy, and his acupoints were instantly cleared. He stood up.

Wu Lie was a tough man, but his face was already ashen from the pain of his broken finger, yet he didn't utter a single groan. At this moment, however, he was utterly shocked and said in a trembling voice, "How is this possible?"

It should be noted that although Wu Lie is not a righteous person, his One-Finger Divine Skill is extremely upright and honorable. Once struck, a person will not feel any pain, but will definitely lose the ability to resist.

But this person stood up in an instant. Wu Lie was both puzzled and shocked: "I clearly used the One-Finger Divine Skill to strike him, how could his acupoints be opened so quickly? Could it be that I used the wrong technique?"

Little did he know that this one moment alone was already quite remarkable!
Yun Changkong intentionally used the "Arhat Subduing Demon Skill" to protect his meridians and acupoints. Even if he used a different martial arts technique, it would not be able to close the acupoints.

Yun Changkong has made a preliminary understanding of the One-Finger Divine Skill. Although there are still many shortcomings, he has benefited greatly from Zhu Jiuzhen's calligraphy just now.

Yun Changkong smiled leisurely: "If Master Yideng had the One-Finger Divine Skill with the Innate Skill, I would naturally not dare to block it with my acupoints. But even if you practice it for a lifetime, I'm afraid it wouldn't be of much use!"

Wu Lie's face was pale, sweat beaded on his hairline, and his eyes were dull and vacant.

The power of this "One Finger Divine Skill" is concentrated at one point. When it is practiced to its peak, it is invincible. But he naturally cannot reach such a level, and he does not understand why.
Yun Changkong said, "Alright, then please have Master Wu lead us to the place where Zhang Wuji jumped off the cliff back then!" Upon hearing this, Wu Lie glanced at Wei Bi and Wu Qingying.

Wei Bi said urgently, "Master, they're going to ruin Junior Sister's face."

“Yes, Father!” Wu Qingying quickly defended her senior brother.

Wu Lie sneered, "Your Excellency has quite the supernatural power! To encounter such a master as yourself in this remote and desolate place. Alright! I am no match for you now. You may fight or kill me as you please, but why must you humiliate us!"

Yun Changkong waved his hand and said, "I have no interest in humiliating you, I just hope you will do as I say!"

Wu Lie had never seen anyone with such formidable internal strength. He sighed inwardly, looked up to the sky, and said, "Can you tell me, who will kill me, Wu Lie?"

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "Let me tell you, I hate it when people try to act tough with me. If you want to live, lead the way. If you want to die, then talk nonsense!"

Wu Lie then looked at Wei Bi and said, "Zhang Wuji jumped off a cliff with your uncle five years ago. Didn't you tell them?"

Wei Bi said, "I told them, but they probably don't believe me!"

Wu Lie snorted and turned to leave.

Yun Changkong said, "You all follow too."

Wei Bi and Wu Qingying hurriedly followed.

Yun Changkong said, "If anyone else comes, they will only die!"

Holding Zhao Min's hand, they strolled leisurely. Zhao Min was like a swallow, light and agile, with Granny Jin Hua and Xiao Zhao following closely behind.

Wu Lie's disciples dared not follow; they could only watch them go far away.

The mountain path became increasingly rugged, and before they knew it, heavy snow began to fall.

The Kunlun Mountains resemble a long, winding dragon, stretching from east to west, with towering, precipitous peaks that appear as if carved or jagged. After this heavy snowfall, they resemble a jade lake or a vast ocean.

After walking for an hour, Yun Changkong asked, "How far are we from here?"

Wu Lie looked at the mountain terrain and said, "We can't get there today! It's at least a hundred miles away."

"So far?" Yun Changkong couldn't help but be surprised.

Granny Jin Hua said, "We have important business to attend to, why bother going to see the place where Zhang Wuji jumped off the cliff!"

Zhao Min laughed and said, "Why don't we go see it? Look at this snow, isn't it beautiful? How can we not visit Kunlun Mountain? Besides, whether what they said is true or false, we should at least see their burned-down manor, right?"

She was protected by Yun Changkong's internal energy and did not feel cold.

Wu Lie said, "Our lives are in your hands, what's the point of lying to you?"

Little did he know that Zhao Min wanted to go against Granny Jin Hua.

After wandering around for a while, as darkness fell, a mountain peak blocked their path. Ahead lay a vast expanse of abandoned houses, stretching as far as the eye could see. The original scale of the houses was still faintly discernible, but only half of each house remained, covered in snow, making the scene appear particularly desolate and bleak.

Wu Lie said, "This is the former Zhu Family Village!"

The group arrived at this place that held the dreams of the Zhu and Wu families, a place filled with broken walls and ruins.

When Zhu Changling, Wu Lie, and others were discussing the matter, they imagined that they had obtained the Dragon-Slaying Saber, surrounded by beautiful flowers and willows, with servants running around and all the wise men gathered to celebrate their status as the supreme martial arts master.

But now, one of them has perished on the cliff, and the other has become a prisoner, a sense of desolation welling up in their hearts for no reason.

Zhao Min smiled and said, "Good heavens, you guys are really willing to spend money. Zhang Cuishan couldn't resist when he encountered a beautiful woman, and Zhang Wuji, that kid, is so ashamed because he ruined his family business when he saw the woman he liked. How could he not fall for your tricks?"

Xiao Zhao said, "Even the wisest person can make a mistake. If someone is deliberately trying to outwit someone who is not, anyone can be fooled."

Yun Changkong sighed softly, "That's true. We're in the same boat when we're caught in someone else's trap."

That night, Zhao Min, Granny Jin Hua, and Xiao Zhao stayed overnight in a cave.

Yun Changkong acupunctured Wu Lie, Wei Bi, and Wu Qingying, and pondered the logic of the One-Finger Divine Skill.

They set off again the next day, and after traveling more than twenty miles, they turned around two mountain peaks and continued uphill. The mountain path became increasingly steep, and the ice and snow made it difficult to stand.

At noon, they reached a cliff. Wu Lie pointed to a bottomless canyon and said, "They fell down from here."

Yun Changkong swayed, slapped the three men to the ground, and walked towards the edge of the cliff.

All that could be seen was a cliff shrouded in mist, its bottom completely obscured.

Suddenly, a loud "Oh!" was heard, and everyone saw several wolves standing on the opposite hillside, baring their teeth and howling at him. However, they were separated by a bottomless canyon and could not cross over.

Yun Changkong thought for a moment and said, "Didn't you guys search at the bottom of this cliff?"

Wu Lie said, "The peaks of Kunlun Mountain are craggy, and who knows how deep this cliff is? We can't go down, and we don't know where the bottom of this cliff will lead! How are we supposed to find it?"

Yun Changkong stood with his hands behind his back at the edge of the cliff.
He silently calculated in his mind that if he went down from here, he could find Zhu Changling and Zhang Wuji, which would mean he could obtain the Nine Yang Manual, Hu Qingniu's medical book, and Wang Nangu's poison manual. However, the risk was too great if Zhu Changling attacked him in mid-air when he was falling.

If we're using a rope, how long would be enough?
Does that mean we should stay with Zhu Jiuzhen, wait for Yin Li to kill her, and then go with her to find Zhang Wuji?

But if we do that, wouldn't we owe Zhang Wuji a favor if we wanted to obtain the Nine Yang Manual? How could we then convince him to focus on his grand plans?

Yun Changkong himself did not have a strong desire to obtain the Nine Yang Manual, but he wanted to get a suitable internal energy cultivation method for Zhao Min. The Nine Yang Manual would definitely be useful, and medical and poison manuals were also essential knowledge for traveling the martial arts world.

But now Yun Changkong couldn't help but let out a long sigh. Zhang Wuji's jump off the cliff was fraught with danger, but he could be said to have had a smooth ride. Yun Changkong, however, was not so lucky!
Seeing him lost in thought, Zhao Min couldn't help but laugh and said, "Brother Yun, I just don't understand what's going on here. Tell me, you've come all this way to see where Zhang Wuji jumped off the cliff, what's so special about him?"

As Zhao Min spoke, she moved forward. When she looked at the cliff, she felt dizzy. Yun Changkong took her hand, and a warm current flowed into her, which made her dizziness subside.

Upon hearing Zhao Min's words, Yun Changkong felt a sudden sense of relief and thought to himself, "Yes, what's so special about Zhang Wuji? Without the Nine Yang Manual, am I unable to create martial arts, or am I unable to roam the world freely without medical and poison manuals? Why should I bother thinking about him here? It's truly laughable!"

Suddenly, Zhu Jiuzhen's writing from yesterday flowed into his mind, and Yun Changkong laughed loudly: "Cao Mengde poured wine by the river, composed poems with his spear across his hand, a hero of his time, but where is he now?"

He leaped out, each palm forming a sword incantation, his hands waving and his eyes following, already writing the two characters "Great River," stirring up a blizzard.

The Wu family father and daughter, along with Wei Bi, lay on the ground, feeling the snowflakes, imbued with their internal energy, brushing against their cheeks as if cut by knives.

They were surprised by Yun Changkong's abilities and all looked at him.

He spun around and wrote the words "Eastward waves sweep away the past" as the approaching wind and snow swept away the snow.

Yun Changkong's strength seemed to both swallow and spit, both resist and welcome; such a level of mastery was beyond the comprehension of most.

Zhao Min was pleased with the sight, clapped her hands and laughed heartily, extremely happy, and said loudly: "Heroes of the ages. West of the old fortress, people say, lies the Red Cliff of Zhou Yu of the Three Kingdoms. Jagged rocks pierce the sky, and the waves crash against the shore, churning up thousands of piles of snow. The landscape is like a painting, how many heroes have emerged in that era."

Thinking back to Zhou Yu in his prime, when Xiao Qiao had just married him, he was a man of heroic bearing. With a feather fan and silk turban, he commanded armies with ease, and in the midst of laughter and conversation, enemy ships were reduced to ashes. My thoughts wander to the past, and I, a sentimental fool, should laugh at myself for my prematurely gray hair. Life is but a dream; let me offer a cup of wine to the moon reflected in the river.

As she recited, Yun Changkong's hands stirred up the wind and snow, like a rolling white dragon.
Yun Changkong was not familiar with calligraphy, but his internal strength was unparalleled in the world. Moreover, he had gained a deeper understanding of Taoism in recent years, and his martial arts had reached a high level. Even an ordinary move could shine brightly in his hands. Therefore, he had been working on creating his own martial arts.

Upon seeing Zhu Jiuzhen's calligraphy yesterday, he knew it contained the principles of the One-Finger Divine Skill acupoint striking. He memorized it and, in addition, after personally experiencing Wu Lie's One-Finger Divine Skill, he discovered the direction of his internal energy.

The two combined their efforts and spent the entire journey racking their brains to master the One-Finger Divine Skill.

It should be noted that the Dali Duan family's martial arts are Buddhist, while Yun Changkong's "Arhat Subduing Demon Skill" is the culmination of Buddhist martial arts. When the two reach their highest level, they arrive at the same destination despite different paths.

In this way, although the One-Finger Divine Skill is profound, it is no longer so mysterious and incomprehensible.

It's a long story, but as Zhao Min uttered the word "moon," Yun Changkong also wrote out the word "moon."

The words were spoken and the writing was completed almost simultaneously.

That horizontal sweep, completed almost simultaneously with the vertical hook, truly resembled a thunderbolt, with one snowflake drifting horizontally and another shooting straight into the sky.

As Yun Changkong finished writing this stroke, his clothes fluttered and snowflakes fell. Even though his face looked like a zombie, he gave people a sense of vast emptiness, detachment from the world, and that he was not a mortal.

The Wu family members were both surprised and delighted: "This person has already achieved such great skill after only reading the 'Great River Flows East' calligraphy once. The depth of his internal strength is such that he can even stir up fierce winds and raging snow without melting it. The purity of his internal energy is simply astonishing!"

What's pleasing is that with his martial arts skills being so high, he naturally wouldn't go back on his word!

Just then, Yun Changkong said to Zhao Min, "Minmin, have you memorized everything?"

Zhao Min laughed and said, "I only remembered about 30% or 40% of it."

Yun Changkong sighed: "This is not good. With your calligraphy skills, if you just master this martial art, you can compete with top-notch masters without being defeated."

Zhao Min said, "You can teach me later, okay?"

Yun Changkong shook his head.

Zhao Min said with a stern face, "You're not willing to teach me?"

Granny Jin Hua snorted, "He'll never be able to write this kind of martial arts technique!" With that, she led Xiao Zhao down the hillside.

Yun Changkong also pulled Zhao Min along and followed.

Zhao Min asked, "What does she mean by that?"

Yun Changkong laughed heartily: "I really can't write anymore!"

You must know that Yu Daiyan was ambushed by the Eagle Sect and had all his joints crushed by the Vajra Finger Force, leaving him crippled for life. Zhang Sanfeng paced back and forth in the middle of the night, his heart heavy with worry. He remembered that this disaster originated from the Dragon-Slaying Saber, so he wrote in the air with his finger, repeatedly pondering the words related to the Dragon-Slaying Saber. Thus, he wrote: "The supreme martial arts weapon, the Dragon-Slaying Saber, commands the world, none dare disobey; when the Heaven-Reliant Sword is drawn, who can contend with it?"

The twenty-four characters, in perfect harmony with the spirit, created a powerful "Heaven-Slaying Dragon-Slaying Skill".

Only Zhang Cuishan knew this kung fu, which allowed him to withstand the combined attack of three Shaolin masters of the Yuan generation and maintain the upper hand. He wrote it down on Wangpan Island, and Xie Xun willingly submitted to him.

He thought Zhang Cuishan had just casually written these few lines of words passed down by the elders of the martial arts world, and that a single stroke could contain exquisite martial arts skills. Little did he know that this was Zhang Sanfeng's creation of a complete set of calligraphic styles through his profound understanding and repeated refinement. Every horizontal and vertical stroke, every dot and flick, was infused with the most exquisite martial arts skills.

Even if Zhang Sanfeng himself had not spent that night pondering beforehand, he would not have had the same state of mind or the leisure to concentrate on deep thought. He would never have been able to achieve the same level of mastery as Zhang Cuishan in writing twenty-four characters on the stone wall of Wangpan Island.

If Zhang Sanfeng was like this, then although Yun Changkong's martial arts cultivation was high, it was still not as good as Zhang Sanfeng's century of accumulation. From Zhu Jiuzhen writing words to Wu Lie's One Yang Finger power flowing into his body, feeling and thinking about the direction of the force, Zhao Min's words "What's so special about Zhang Wuji?" really made him feel very happy.

The reasons behind this are truly beyond what outsiders can know!
Furthermore, the hundred characters of the "Great River Flows East" calligraphy were recited by Zhao Min, which delighted Yun Changkong. These random strokes originally contained martial arts moves of the Dali Duan family. Yun Changkong, in a moment of inspiration, also incorporated his own martial arts into it, making it incredibly complex and profound. He wrote it out on a whim.

Once it's in the past, the difference in the level of understanding and the power of writing it again will be immense.

Wu Lie and the others were also immersed in Yun Changkong's martial arts, which was much better than Zhu Changling and Zhu Jiuzhen's. After a long while, they realized that they had been acupunctured.
Wu Lie shouted, "Release my pressure points!"

Yun Changkong and the others had long since gone far away, leaving only black dots in their sight.

Wei Bi cursed loudly, "What kind of hero goes back on his word!"

But Yun Changkong said he would spare their lives, but he didn't say he would release their acupoints.

Wu Lie angrily exclaimed, "This is outrageous! This is outrageous!"

But there are just so many absurd things in this world!
Zhang Wuji had thought about this question countless times!
Zhu Changling had thought about it, but it still happened!
Including the vast sky!
(End of this chapter)