Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 300 White Hair and Beautiful Woman, A Plan Against a Plan
The Kingdom of Kucha held a grand banquet.

One reason was to celebrate the restoration of the King of Kucha.

Secondly, to celebrate the reopening of the ancient Silk Road by Han envoys, and the fact that the most important countries along the Silk Road had reached trade agreements.

The Silk Road has three routes: the southern route, the central route, and the northern route.

Li Xunhuan opened up the central route, which involved reaching agreements with key states such as Kucha, Shule, Yanqi, Shanshan, and Hanhai, with Kucha as the core and Ji Bingyan as the guarantor, allowing the Silk Road to shine brightly.

Li Xunhuan is too upright and despises scheming and backstabbing. He is clearly not suited to doing things like saying one thing to one person and another to another. He is best suited to doing business.

Having a good appearance makes it easier to gain the favor of your target.

His tone was sincere, and he valued fairness and impartiality in business.

He's incredibly skilled in combat. If the opponent is stubborn and doesn't know what's good for them, Li Xunhuan will slap them across the face!

Under Li Xunhuan's mediation, the kings of seven small kingdoms in the Western Regions gathered in Kucha to hold a celebration, jointly manage the Silk Road, and agree on customs and taxes.

Asheri Garan Temple.

Li Xunhuan presided over the sacrificial ceremony to Heaven, where the kings burned incense, presented petitions, slaughtered cattle and sheep, and swore an oath of blood.

The soldiers cheered with joy, and the Hu women sang and danced.

Li Zhaoting couldn't help but purse his lips.

Ashali Garan is one of the most famous mythological figures in the history of the Kingdom of Kucha. His deeds are recorded in the "Great Tang Records on the Western Regions" and are a classic Buddhist story.

Ashari Garan was originally a young prince, and his older brother was the king. One day, when the king went out for a trip, he asked the young prince to govern the country. The young prince said, "Three men can make a tiger, and many people can melt metal. The ministers will smear me. I will give you a treasure box, and you must keep it with you."

The treasure box may only be opened when the courtiers begin to denigrate me and you begin to doubt me.

The king said, "You are my own brother, how could I doubt you? You can govern the country in peace."

The young prince was incorruptible and fair, which offended many powerful ministers. After the king returned, the ministers reported that the young prince had spent the night in the palace and had an affair with the queen.

The king, consumed by jealousy, questioned the little prince. The little prince then made the king open the treasure box, which contained not rare treasures, but the little prince's precious gem.

The two then cleared up the misunderstanding.

Years later, one day, while the little prince was practicing at the temple, he saw someone herding a herd of cows. He asked the person what they wanted to do, and the person said that these cows were wild and unruly and needed to be castrated.

The Little Prince, being a eunuch, knew the suffering involved and, moved by compassion, bought the bison.

From that moment on, the little prince had an epiphany, and the Buddha restored his body, making him Acharya Garan.

It is said that the high monk Rama comprehended Rama's divine powers based on the story of Acharya Garan.

Centuries later, the King of Kucha knew nothing of the story of the Ashali Garan, only that the holy monk Xuanzang meditated there, regarded the temple as a sacred place, and held ceremonies there on every major festival.

Singing and dancing, good wine and meat, a bonfire dinner.

Li Zhaoting thought to himself, "You're singing and dancing in front of a eunuch, and you expect him to bless you? Isn't that a bit inappropriate?" Even the magistrate was angry!
People from the Western Regions are mostly skilled in singing and dancing.

Such a lively celebration! The kings didn't bother with any airs; the princesses played the pipa, and the kings danced the Dunhuang flying apsaras dance. It was truly a lively and extraordinary event.

Inspired by the atmosphere, Li Zhaoting stopped thinking about the story of Asheli Erjialan, picked up his brush, and painted an extremely long scroll to record the grand event.

Not to be outdone, Tang Bohu picked up his brush and began to paint.

Li Zhaoting paints figures; his work is realistic.

Tang Bohu painted atmosphere and freehand style.

Both were skilled at painting quickly, completing the entire painting in one go. Tang Bohu wrote two poems on the scroll and looked at Li Zhaoting provocatively. Li Zhaoting smiled slightly, turned around and handed the brush to Feng Suzhen.

Tang Bohu was knocked down by the blow, clutching his chest and falling to the ground in pain, his features disfigured and his expression exaggerated. He couldn't help but utter the same sigh as the old monk Jinchi.

I have eight beautiful wives at home, but I have never had a soulmate with whom I can share a harmonious and loving relationship. If it weren't for these beauties adding fragrance to my sleeves and reciting poetry with me, how would the world know that Tang Bohu's worldly ties were not severed, his wealth was not yet exhausted, and he was still feeling empty and lonely!
"Awooooo~~"

Yuanbao lay down next to Tang Bohu and skillfully dubbed for him. He had first dubbed for Chu Liuxiang and later for Jianxiong. Yuanbao was already a dubbing master.

The celebration lasted for three days and three nights.

The celebration only ended when all the wine stored in the Kingdom of Kucha was drunk and everyone's strength was exhausted.

The hustle and bustle has passed, and the lights are dim.

Everyone felt completely drained.

At that moment, a sudden change occurred.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Three streaks of cold light pierced Li Xunhuan's back.

The sword light arranged in the three realms of Heaven, Earth, and Man, piercing three vital points of Li Xunhuan. At the same time, a sword pierced Tang Bohu, another sword pierced Di Qing, and dozens of assassins rushed out from the crowd, wielding swords and charging wildly. The charming and graceful Dunhuang celestial maiden drew a precious sword and dagger, the Emei Dagger, from her pipa and stabbed the nearest king.

"How dare you try your best to do the same thing!"

Li Zhaoting formed a hand seal, and a dazzling Buddhist light emanated from him, like a red sun rising in the night sky. Rays of Buddhist light condensed into sharp sword beams, which were precisely aimed at the assassins.

Li Xunhuan ducked low, nimbly dodging the assassinations of the three elders of the Demon Sword Clan. Tang Bohu pulled a white waxwood stick from a nearby lamp stand, took out the spearhead from his robes, assembled it in a second, and turned to stab the assassin. Di Qing suddenly drew his waist knife, his killing intent soaring, and slashed repeatedly.

Five elders of the Demon Sword Clan, twenty-five elite swordsmen of the Demon Sword Clan, and a team of assassins composed of top experts from the Western Xia First-Class Hall and the Mingli Hall were suddenly in danger as the Imperial Guards surged in from all directions.

Drinking alcohol is prohibited in the military.

Di Qing allowed his soldiers to eat meat as much or as little as they wanted, and they could also take turns watching the Hu women dance. However, there was one rule: all soldiers were strictly forbidden from drinking alcohol.

No matter what we do, we work in three shifts to ensure that at least one hundred people are combat-ready, one hundred are ready to go, and one hundred can fight after just a short rest.

Don't think this requirement is simple.

Leading troops into battle is never an easy task.

If it weren't for Di Qing's unparalleled bravery in the army, his ability to conquer soldiers with his extraordinary martial prowess, his exemplary leadership, and the gold and silver rewards from the King of Kucha, it would have been almost impossible to ensure that the delegation's guards would obey orders during a three-day celebration.

To assess a general's command and management abilities, one only needs to look at military rules and discipline. Why is Yue Fei's army famous throughout history? Because of its strict discipline and unwavering obedience to orders. In group operations, it was able to fully utilize the combat power of its soldiers and use precise command to counter the enemy's individual bravery.

Di Qing was still quite a distance away, but fortunately, the delegation's guards were all imperial guards, well-trained, and maintained good discipline, retaining about 70-80% of their combat strength.

The elder of the Demon Sword Clan, capable of restraining Guan Yutian, possessed first-rate internal strength and swordsmanship. Di Qing, with his rudimentary mastery of the Eight Methods of the Well, was no match for him. However, with the arrival of the delegation's guards, Di Qing unleashed a battlefield aura, surprisingly gaining the upper hand in the contest of momentum and overwhelming the elder with a brutal beating. Di Qing possessed a handsome face comparable to Ma Chao, but his style was even more ruthless than that of the Tiger Fool. He excelled at leading large armies in charges, slaying generals and capturing flags, his bravery unmatched in the army.

"What...what kind of swordsmanship is this...?"

The white-bearded elder was terrified.

The elders who were dealing with Tang Bohu were even more bewildered.

Twenty years ago, Tang Bohu's father, Tang Tianhao, fought a fierce battle with the Deadly Scholar to compete for a ranking on the Earthly Fiends List. In the end, he lost by half a move, and the Deadly Scholar broke the head of his spear, causing him to drop one place on the Earthly Fiends List.

After much painful reflection, Tang Tianhao developed many techniques for using a spear to break swords and forged a spearhead made of wrought iron. Tang Bohu, having practiced the Tang Family Overlord Spear diligently since childhood, refined his skills to perfection and became most adept at using a spear to break swords.

The spear already had the advantage against the sword, and with the addition of the ingenious moves that Tang Tianhao had pondered over the past twenty years, the elder was forced to retreat repeatedly, his moves becoming increasingly scattered.

Li Zhaoting and Feng Suzhen wielded their swords together, moving through the crowd. With each swing of their swords, their blades flashed, and neither the elite of the Demon Sword Clan nor the masters of the First-Class Hall could withstand even a single move. Most were killed with a single sword strike.

"Impressive! Let this old man test your skills!"

An elder rushed towards Li Zhaoting and thrust his sword towards Li Zhaoting's heart. Feng Suzhen let out a soft hum and used her demon-subduing zither to intimidate him. Li Zhaoting then swung his sword to slit Li Zhaoting's throat.

"Crack!"

The head of the Demon Sword Clan elder fell to the ground.

When dealing with evil spirits and heretics, there's no need to follow the rules of the martial arts world.

Any means are justifiable.

Very few people can block this combo.

Unless one's spirit and energy are strong enough to withstand the intimidation of the Demon-Subduing Zither, one will inevitably be killed with a single sword strike.

The assassins hired by Li Qiushui at a high price fell like wheat being harvested, while Li Zhaoting remained untouched by blood and dust. Seeing that the assassins' morale was getting weaker and weaker, many experts quietly approached the outer side, ready to run away at any time. Li Qiushui's backup plan rushed out, and a man and a woman blocked the two.

A handsome middle-aged man with a full head of white hair, not dry white, but a beautiful silvery white.

A beautiful lady dressed in red exuded charm with every gesture, clearly skilled in seductive arts.

Both of them looked at Li Zhaoting at the same time.

Li Zhaoting could sense the greed of the two men, and at the same time, he recognized their identities: a Mongol master, a protector of the Demon Master's Palace, a heretic, and a white-haired beauty.

The white-haired willow branches sway.

The flower, known as "Red Beauty," speaks volumes.

The two were cruel and vicious, and extremely lewd. They loved to molest young boys and girls. They only operated in the Mongol Yuan Dynasty, and with the protection of Pang Ban, they have survived to this day.

Twenty years ago, Pang Ban went into seclusion to cultivate, and the two of them followed him into seclusion. Twenty years have passed, and under Pang Ban's guidance, they have reached an unknown level.

"Om~~"

The Purple Rose Soft Sword emitted a melodious sword sound.

They couldn't wait to drink their fill of the blood of evil spirits and heretics.

Liu Yaozhi sneered: "Everyone says Li Zhaoting's swordsmanship is divine and he is a peerless genius, but I never expected that he would be controlled by the sword!"

Li Zhaoting sneered: "Liu Yaozhi, you and Pang Ban have been in seclusion for twenty years. I originally thought you could cultivate a demonic art that could reach the heavens and the earth, but I didn't expect you to be nothing more than that. With your eyesight, no wonder you can only be a gatekeeper. Pang Ban really knows how to use people well. You are only fit to be a gatekeeper!"

Hua Jieyu smiled charmingly: "Tsk tsk tsk~~ I didn't see Li Zhaoting's swordsmanship, but he is handsome and dashing. Why don't you play with me? What kind of bedroom fun can that skinny, yellow-haired girl Feng Suzhen have?"

Feng Suzhen smiled calmly: "If you are willing to kowtow to me, serve me tea, make my bed, wash the dishes and clean the toilet, then with your looks, you would be a suitable concubine for my master. Once my master gets tired of you, he will sell you off to Lingnan."

Lingnan: I'm not a garbage can! Don't throw all your trash at Lingnan! Keep it for yourself!
Hua Jieyu wasn't angry at all. Instead, she looked at Li Zhaoting with affection and said, "With Young Master Li's looks, it is indeed a great honor for me to be his concubine. However, we should switch roles. You should serve me tea and water!"

"The concubine is disobedient; she deserves a beating!"

Feng Suzhen swung her sword at Hua Jieyu.

Hua Jieyu twisted her waist, and the bright red ribbon wrapped around her waist spread out like a snake for three zhang (approximately 10 meters). A bell was tied to the top of the ribbon, which she pointed at Feng Suzhen's left eye.

With a flick of his sleeve, Liu Yaozhi produced a two-foot-eight-inch-long white jade flute, which he pointed at Li Zhaoting.

When the jade flute is swung, it can produce flute sounds of varying pitches and unpredictable patterns, which can bewilder people's minds. The flute holes can be used in a unique way to generate powerful energy that can injure people invisibly.

No matter how powerful the flute is, can it surpass Feng Suzhen's demon-subduing zither? Compared to the Purple Mansion Divine Flute, it may not even have the upper hand. Li Zhaoting formed the Great Vajra Wheel Mudra, made the shape of a lion's roar, and opened his mouth to spew out rolling sound waves.

Vajra Zen Lion's Roar!

The only way to deal with sonic attacks.

No matter what kind of deadly chants, purple palace flutes, or yin-yang thunder and lightning drums you have, you can still face off against the Heavenly Demon Harp, the Demon-Subduing Harp, or the Formless Sound Barrage head-on.

It is said that in the Sutra Repository of Jingnian Temple, there is a unique skill that combines silent meditation and lion's roar, based on the seventeen-year cicada, with three stages, each stage lasting seventeen years, and the highest stage reaching fifty-one years.

Fifty-one years of silent meditation, three cycles of refining, plus the Lion's Roar Kung Fu, his words became law, earth-shattering.

However, this method is too demanding on one's character. One cannot speak in the first level, cannot write in the second level, and is no different from a withered tree in the third level. Since the creation of this secret method, no one has achieved perfection. It is better to specialize in the Lion's Roar Technique.

With the Vajra Wheel Seal empowering Vajra Zen, Liu Yaozhi was shaken to his core by the shouts. Fortunately, his demonic skills were profound, allowing him to reverse his innate nature through demonic means. In addition, he was exposed to Pang Ban's pressure day and night, making his mental and physical will extremely resilient.

This is a unique advantage of having white hair and a rosy complexion.

The two practiced demonic arts and lived a dissolute life. They seemed to be restrained by sonic attacks and the demon-subduing zither, but in reality, their mental and physical will was unyielding, and they needed to do the opposite.

To deal with these two, we need to use strong tactics and launch a fierce attack.

Liu Yaozhi deliberately guided Li Zhaoting to shout powerfully with the Lion's Roar technique, pretending to be mentally injured. Hua Jieyu swayed unsteadily, seemingly suffering collateral damage.

Li Zhaoting spread his hands, shifted his position, and took advantage of the time the two were acting to stand side by side with Feng Suzhen. He handed his sword to his left hand and crossed the two swords with Feng Suzhen.

The night sky was filled with heavy clouds, and an endless pressure enveloped an area of ​​fifteen zhang in radius. This distance was Chu Liuxiang's maximum flying distance. In other words, no one could escape the attack range before the attack landed.

The larger the attack range, the higher the damage and the lower the margin for error. Instead of pursuing powerful burst attacks, it is better to use Chu Liuxiang as a benchmark to define the optimal attack range.

Within a radius of fifteen zhang, the sky and earth were tinged with a dark red color, which then became gloomy, and all sounds, colors, and smells disappeared.

Heaven and earth are compressed into a single painting.

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