Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 403 Today, I will marry Li Shengnan and share both glory and hardship...

"Senior, would you like to see the Asura Yin Sha Technique?"

"Of course! Since she is a descendant of the Li family, she must know the Luo Yin Sha Technique; otherwise, she's a fake!"

"Sheng Nan's constitution is somewhat special, making it impossible for her to cultivate the Asura Yin Sha Technique. As the son-in-law of the Li family, I have practiced the Asura Yin Sha Technique for several years. Could you demonstrate it for me?"

Li Zhaoting formed hand seals, his true energy completely transformed into yin attribute, and with a wave of his hand, he condensed water into ice. The chilling aura was seven or eight parts stronger than that of Li Pangui.

The old woman couldn't tell the difference. Seeing the cold, yin energy, she concluded that it was the Asura Yin Sha Technique.

The old woman said excitedly, "Child, your Asura Yin Sha Technique is even stronger than Pan Gui's. Could it be that you have broken through to the eighth level? How come you didn't suffer a qi deviation?"
Did you find the legacy of Master Qiao?
Can you help me break free from my demonic possession?

You are the son-in-law of the Li family, and I am your second grandmother!
"Come quickly and heal my wounds!"

Li Pangui and her son have lived in seclusion on an island for decades, and have long since become oblivious to human relationships and social customs. They speak their minds, act straightforwardly, and have no ulterior motives.

Li Zhaoting took the old woman's pulse.

The old woman had been suffering from qi deviation for many years, and her lower limb meridians had atrophied. Li Zhaoting said, "Second Madam, your injuries can be treated, but your martial arts skills cannot be restored."

"What do you mean?"

"Your martial arts skills will be ruined."

"Whatever, go ahead!"

The old woman gestured for Li Zhaoting to treat her illness.

She started practicing martial arts in her twenties or thirties, but lacked a proper understanding of martial arts terminology and had a very poor foundation in internal strength, at most reaching a second-rate level. Losing her martial arts skills would not have much of an impact.

Li Zhaoting said, "I will teach you a set of postures for treating injuries. You can do them once each in the morning, noon and evening. In seven or eight days at most, you will be able to walk on the ground!"
Also, Uncle Li, your Asura Yin Sha Technique has reached the peak of the seventh level. If you continue to break through, you will inevitably suffer a qi deviation. However, your power is too profound. Unless you abandon your martial arts, you will naturally break through.

You can also practice this healing technique.

This method can harmonize the malevolent energy of the Asura Yin Sha Gong.

Your skills are profound; you'll see results in just two or three days.

First, it was Wei Tuo offering his pestle!

Bend your elbows and raise your arms horizontally in front of your chest as if holding a ball, bend your wrists and stand with your palms facing each other, fingers pointing upwards.

Shoulder, elbow, and wrist should be on the same plane!
Next up is the horizontal Vajra Pestle!
Stand with your feet shoulder-width apart, soles firmly planted, knees slightly relaxed. Slowly extend your arms outward from your chest until they are level with your sides, palms facing outward.

Inhale, expand your chest, and extend your arms backward.

Exhale, curl your fingertips inward, and push your palm outward.

The next pose...

Li Zhaoting taught martial arts with a smile.

The old woman and Li Pangui were in a daze, subconsciously trusting Li Zhaoting and following his movements. Li Shengnan, however, had sharp eyes and thought to herself that this was not a method to heal a broken heart, but rather a Buddhist internal skill that had reached its pinnacle!
After a while, Li Zhaoting finished teaching. Li Pangui and the old woman practiced their skills in the stone chamber, while Li Shengnan dragged Li Zhaoting to another stone chamber: "What the hell? Such a profound secret manual is just casually passed on to outsiders!"

Li Zhaoting laughed and said, "Outsider? Shengnan, this is your own uncle, how can he be considered an outsider?"

Li Shengnan sneered: "This is my uncle, not yours. Why do you need to fawn over me? What is our relationship? Have you forgotten my master's orders?"

Li Zhaoting held Li Shengnan in his arms: "Shengnan is my little wife. As I just said, your elders all approve of her, so this can be considered a proper marriage!"

Li Shengnan struggled twice but couldn't break free. This only fueled her anger after more than ten days of sailing, and she asked, "What kind of secret technique did you teach them? Is it very powerful?"

Li Zhaoting's face was completely indifferent: "The most useless martial art of Shaolin is just the Yi Jin Jing!"

"Yi Jin Jing!"

Li Shengnan stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded, thinking to herself, "You're really generous!" Then she was overjoyed, thinking, "Using the Shaolin Yi Jin Jing as a betrothal gift is probably enough to surpass all my sisters!"
"The original Yi Jin Jing?"

"Ok!"

"Have you practiced?"

"no!"

"You're really arrogant! You have the Yi Jin Jing, a peerless martial art, and you don't even look at it!"

"No, no, I don't practice the Yi Jin Jing because I know my own limitations. The Yi Jin Jing is too difficult. Even if I study it diligently until my hair turns white, I will never be able to even begin to understand it in this lifetime!"

"My uncle can master the Yi Jin Jing?"

"Let me put it this way! I practice the Yi Jin Jing, and I can hardly get the basics in my whole life. But your uncle can get the basics in today, and he can achieve minor success in tomorrow. In a maximum of seven days, he can transform the Shura True Qi into the Yi Jin True Qi."

"so smart?"

"This is what happened..."

Li Zhaoting explained it carefully, including the secret of the Yi Jin Jing and Shen Zu Jing being "two scriptures in one book", and the entry requirements for the Yi Jin Jing being even more useless than chicken ribs.

Li Zhaoting shrugged: "There's nothing we can do! Most of the profound Buddhist mental cultivation methods are like this. Those who are capable of mastering them don't like practicing martial arts, and those who want to practice martial arts can't!"

Li Shengnan said reproachfully, "So that's how it is! I thought you were so generous, using the Yi Jin Jing as a betrothal gift!"

"100% original and authentic, handwritten by Huike, a direct disciple of Bodhidharma. Even if Bodhidharma were reincarnated, this is still the Yi Jin Jing, and my father cannot deny it!"

"What does this have to do with your father?"

"I couldn't think of any important person to elevate the weight of this statement in a short time. After thinking it over, I just blurted out my father's name. My father's words carry the most weight."

"You listen to your father a lot?"

"They almost never listen!"

The two whispered to each other in the room.

The old woman had finished her cultivation and felt refreshed. The cold, malevolent energy that had plagued her body for decades, like a bone-deep sore, was mostly dispelled by a burst of heat. Her stomach rumbled, reminding her that it was time to eat.

Li Pangui entered a state of profound enlightenment.

The Yi Jin Jing requires one to be free from the thought of practicing martial arts, and to have a pure mind, free from distractions, and focused on maintaining one's original state.

The only difference between Li Pangui and the savage is that he has an old mother who taught him to read and write. He has only met two people in his life. The conspiracies, tricks and bloodshed only exist in Li Zhongzi's oral accounts. He has never seen any treacherous schemes.
Under heaven, apart from Brother Gou, no one is more innocent, pure, or free of ulterior motives than Li Pangui. He doesn't even know what the Yi Jin Jing is, has no intention of practicing martial arts, and naturally seeks out the path to it.

Ninety-nine percent of the Shaolin disciples who mastered the Yi Jin Jing did so by accident, and their internal strength foundation was not deep.

Li Pangui was different. He had cultivated the Asura True Qi and Yin Sha Cold Qi for thirty years. His skill level had long surpassed the seventh level of the Asura Yin Sha Skill. However, he was worried about going into a qi deviation and suffering a backlash, so he forcibly suppressed it and dared not break through.

The Yi Jin Jing encompasses everything and can absorb the power of heaven and earth and use it for its own purposes. Although the power of the Shura Yin Sha Gong is not bad, how can it compare with the Yi Jin Jing?
Although he had only just begun to understand the basics, his Yi Jin Zhen Qi was constantly absorbing and assimilating the Shura Zhen Qi and Yin Sha cold Qi. He felt not only no pain, but also a great sense of comfort.

When the Asura Yin Sha Gong is practiced to a high level, the Yin Sha cold energy backfires on the user, as if the user has been hit by the Xuanming Divine Palm. The user is plagued by cold poison day and night. The higher the power, the stronger the backlash. Even someone as strong as Qiao Beiming was troubled by it for more than ten years.

At this moment, Li Pangui is like a patient who has been battered by wind and snow all winter, finally making it to spring and enjoying the warmest and most comfortable sunshine.

Zen martial arts emphasize "sudden enlightenment," and the Yi Jin Jing is no exception. One can reach the pinnacle of enlightenment in a single moment.

Accumulating skill is usually the most troublesome thing, requiring gradual refinement. However, Li Pangui already possessed profound skill, like a dam filled with water. Unfortunately, the downstream was blocked, so he dared not open the gate at will. Now that all the downstream tributaries have been opened, he can immediately release the water and relieve the pressure. The burden that had troubled his body for years was swept away, and his divine skill was achieved naturally.

The levels of Yi Jin Jing are called "Fu Tu" (浮屠), which are divided according to the color of true qi, with the highest level being the Black Level Fu Tu.

One cycle, two cycles, red-level pagoda, yellow-level pagoda, blue-level pagoda, white-level pagoda...

When Li Pangui woke up, all his power had been transformed into Yi Jin Zhen Qi, which was milky white. He had actually cultivated to the White Rank Pagoda, just one step away from the highest Rank Black Rank Pagoda. The Tarzan who was originally a mess and a fierce monster had now developed a Buddha-like nature.

All his ferocity, bestiality, and malevolence were dispelled. To make a somewhat inappropriate analogy, Li Pangui at this moment had a feeling of sudden enlightenment, like a mad Zen master. In the past, he kept company with wild beasts and fought with them. His own personality was like that of a wild Zen master who cursed Buddha and his ancestors, and opened his heart freely. Now, he suddenly broke free of the golden rope and the jade lock, and found his true self.

Such an opportunity is so rare that it's hard to say it's unique in history. There are probably only a handful of such opportunities throughout the ages. How many wild people throughout history have been found who have lived on a remote island since childhood, possess profound skills, and have a simple mind?
Some martial arts factions like to cultivate killing machines full of bestiality, but they don't realize that bestiality is not just about bloody battles, but also about the pure and innocent heart without any ulterior motives. If one only has bestiality, it will inevitably backfire.

During the time Li Pangui was practicing her martial arts, Li Zhaoting returned home and had the cook and tailor bring over two sets of clean clothes, and also cooked for the old woman.

The old woman laughed and said, "For decades, all I've eaten is roasted meat and stewed meat. If it weren't for my granddaughter coming, I would have almost forgotten the taste of rice, flour, and cooking oil. What a tragedy!"

That's right, it really is a tragedy!

The old woman was originally a Persian merchant who encountered a storm at sea while delivering goods. She was found by Li Zhongzi and has been trapped on a deserted island ever since, forty years now.

The bitterness of going from a thriving businesswoman in her prime to a bedridden old woman is unimaginable.

Li Pangui suddenly asked, "Nephew-in-law, something's strange about you two. Are you really husband and wife?"

Li Zhaoting explained, "Uncle, Shengnan and I are in love, but we haven't been able to find any elders in the Li family to witness our marriage, so we haven't been able to hold a wedding ceremony."

"Oh~~"

Li Pangui yawned and waved his hand: "My mother is her grandmother, and I am her uncle. My father said that marriage is arranged by parents and matchmakers. Tonight, we two will take charge and hold a wedding for you two."

Before Li Shengnan could speak, Li Zhaoting pulled her to a bow and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Uncle!"

Li Shengnan was filled with joy.

She thought Li Zhaoting was just putting on an act, waiting for her to lose her temper. She didn't expect Li Zhaoting to consider so much. He didn't want the adrenaline rush after the intense battle, the surge of hormones, or the anger accumulated over half a month at sea. Instead, he needed an elder to witness it.

Although there was no phoenix coronet and wedding gown, and no throngs of guests, priceless treasures are easy to find, but a true lover is hard to come by. Li Zhaoting's affection surpassed everything, so how could Li Shengnan refuse?
They didn't even have the strength to feign modesty.

Li Shengnan softly collapsed into Li Zhaoting's arms.

Li Zhaoting snapped his fingers, and soon after, a Sky Eagle Sect sailor delivered a large wooden box containing a phoenix coronet, a red veil, and red candles. Li Zhaoting rummaged through the box, took out Li Nanxing's seal, and wrote a marriage certificate.

Li Shengnan said coquettishly, "You...you were prepared all along! Can you really predict the future?"

Li Zhaoting joked, "Haven't you heard the story of the Eagle Sect's eldest daughter and Zhang Wuxia of Wudang? Ever since they returned to the Central Plains, the Eagle Sect has always carried phoenix coronet and wedding gowns when they go out to sea to deliver goods, making it convenient for them to get married on the island!" "You spoil the mood, you really spoil the mood!"

Li Shengnan was originally the type of person who would never admit defeat, but she was completely defeated by Li Zhaoting's series of moves and had no strength left, except for her stubbornness.

"I've inquired about it."

You married Feng Suzhen, and you composed a poem in seven steps.

You married Lan Fenghuang, and your words flowed like poetry.

You married Wang Shenglan, and wrote lyrics in three steps.

And me!

Even the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Cult wants to hear your poetry.

You are limited to seven steps... fourteen steps..."

"Don't loosen the restrictions any further! If you loosen them any more, I'll be leaving the island soon. Writing poetry is just a simple matter!"

Li Zhaoting picked up his brush and wrote the entire piece in one go.

Li Zhaoting showered her with sweet words and launched a relentless offensive. Lan Fenghuang hugged the aching Li Shengnan tightly and said, "The bride needs to get ready. We can't meet before the wedding night."

Li Pangui and her son were completely dumbfounded.

They suddenly felt like they were just tools.

A tool in a couple's courtship!

Being a "tool person" has its advantages: you can eat and drink, and receive a lot of gifts.

The two hadn't eaten normal food for decades, indulging in food and drink to the point of no return, until the first mate transformed into a wedding officiant and officiated their wedding.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Couple greetings!"

"Send to the bridal chamber!"

Without any noisy guests urging him to drink, the wedding ceremony was quickly completed, and Li Zhaoting went to the bridal chamber with a smile.

The bridal chamber was not a stone room, but a temporary wooden hut built by the sailors. Red candles were lit high in the hut, and Li Shengnan, with a red veil on her head, nervously rubbed her fingers together.

"My wife, I'm here!"

Li Zhaoting gently lifted the red veil.

Li Shengnan couldn't wait to get up, grabbed Li Zhaoting, poured two glasses of wine, drank the nuptial wine in a second, then pressed Li Zhaoting to the ground, grabbed him with her Great Universe Hand, and tore the groom's wedding clothes into pieces.

"Shengnan, I... this..."

"Aren't you so smug? Let's see how smug you are! Don't forget, I am a witch!"

The soft jade screen reflects the red candlelight, and the golden silk curtains are adorned with mandarin ducks.

The jade hairpin falls gently, warming her cloud-like hair; her brows reflect the spring mountains, blending seamlessly with the surrounding landscape.

...Li Zhaoting was bullied by the witch...

The next morning.

Li Zhaoting went to give red envelopes to the boatmen and sailors.

Li Shengnan lay in bed unable to get up; the imposing witch was actually no match for Lan Fenghuang in combat.

Perhaps it's the influence of the Demonic Sect's inner cultivation method!
I always felt that the Western Regions Demonic Sect was strange; they were far too lenient with me, even more so than my own father.

However, Li Nanxing is not Yu Luosha!
Lan Fenghuang went to tease Li Shengnan, and handed her a red envelope with a grin: "Welcome to the team, little sister!"

Li Shengnan barely mustered her strength to refute Lan Fenghuang's words, but she was too weak to move. It wasn't until Jiang Yuyan heated the bath water and she took a bath that she regained some of her strength. She also put on a scarf.

Li Shengnan really wanted to bite Li Zhaoting to death.

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault! I don't care! I want to be the older sister! Nobody can get above me!"

"Why don't you guys have a fight and see what happens!"

"Ok?"

"A martial arts contest to choose a husband, the winner becomes the first wife!" Li Zhaoting laughed. "When I first entered the martial world, I fantasized about marrying the fairy of Jingzhai and the demoness of the demonic sect, and having the fairy and demoness fight each other every day, with the winner becoming the first wife!"

"roll!"

Li Shengnan stomped hard on Li Zhaoting's foot.

The tenderness and sweetness of last night have completely faded away.

Li Shengnan has a desire to become a widow.

Li Pangui and her son continued their martial arts practice as usual.

One person found the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic) very comfortable, as it dispelled negative energy and coldness, giving them inexhaustible strength.

He simply wanted to cure his leg injury.

After breakfast, Li Pangui asked, "Are you here to find Master Qiao's treasure? Nephew-in-law, your martial arts are so high! You don't need Master Qiao's secret manual. My father has been searching for decades, and I have been searching for decades. I have searched every corner of the island, and we still haven't found anything!"

Li Zhaoting said, "I'm not bragging, but in terms of martial arts inheritance, it's really not necessary. But this is the Li family's century-old obsession, and I want to achieve it for Shengnan."

Do you know where the secret manual is?

"In the mountains."

"In the mountains?"

"This is a treasure map!"

Li Zhaoting took out a scroll painting.

The painting depicts a solitary island in the ocean, with a volcano on its crater spewing thick smoke. A person dressed in Tang Dynasty attire stands at the foot of the volcano, holding a large bow, nocking an arrow, aiming at the mountain peak, but not yet releasing it.

Li Pangui rubbed his head: "What is this? Is this a treasure map? I can't understand it at all."

Li Zhaoting said, "Uncle, there's a volcano in the center of this island. Are there any other mountains around it? From a distance, it looks like a giant, all bare and made of rocks!"

"Yes, Mount Giant, I'll take you there!"

"Okay, let's go take a look!"

Everyone enjoys treasure hunting.

I especially enjoy the thrill of uncovering secrets.

Giant Mountain was named by Li Pangui. It is a barren rocky mountain that, from a distance, looks like a massive giant with several gaps where his teeth should be.

Li Pangui tried, but couldn't get in at all.

Climbing mountains is not easy.

Li Shengnan climbed up behind Li Zhaoting, who held Lan Fenghuang in his left arm and Jiang Yuyan in his right. Using only his feet, he climbed vertically like a ladder.

Li Pangui shivered.

Although he had no experience with this kind of thing, Li Zhaoting's posture was obviously not easy. Marrying a wife is really troublesome, especially marrying many wives.

The group climbed all the way to the giant's chin.

There was a slit inside the giant's mouth.

It can only be inserted into the tiny gap of the palm.

Li Pangui said, "I've tried. This mountain is a complete whole. It's impossible to pry its mouth open. The gap in the giant's mouth is too small for us to squeeze through."

Li Zhaoting said, "What's so difficult about that!"

With a swift movement, Qing Suo drew his sword and sliced ​​away at the rock where the giant's teeth were, revealing a two-foot-wide gap and the dark cave behind it.

Li Zhaoting was the first to climb in.

Li Pangui complained, "Is this a divine weapon? Master Qiao is really something! Hiding the secret manual here! If I didn't have a divine weapon, I could never get in!"

Li Zhaoting said, "Qiao Beiming's lifelong wish is to defeat Zhang Danfeng, or to have his successor defeat Zhang Danfeng's successor. To become a top master, one needs not only talent and comprehension, but also enough good fortune."

What is good fortune?

"It's all luck!"

"I do not understand!"

Li Pangui's eyes were like copper bells, and he spoke with righteous indignation.

(End of this chapter)