In the beginning, he was ranked alongside An Shigeng as a spoiled brat.

Zhang Yuan is known for his amiable and easygoing nature. After decades of hard work, he has long since shed his arrogance and haughtiness, leaving only the pure smile of a businessman.

The newly discovered tomb, however, is the tomb of a feudal lord.

Therefore, the grave that exceeds the regulations is definitely not the Zhang family ancestral grave.

Those who received the reply did not spread the word; they simply watched the show unfold.

As expected, the final result was the same: everyone was fooled, and many elites were ruined, leaving them with no way to complain.

　133 "Sect Master's insight is brilliant!"

Inside the Gates of Hell.

At this moment, the several guardians looked at the ancient sword spirit above, who seemed to have anticipated this, and immediately showed admiration.

The people at Hell's Gate are of varying quality, so everyone who hears the news wants to go treasure hunting.

However, it was forcefully suppressed by the Ancient Sword Soul.

Gu Jianhun even deliberately gave the clues to those righteous people.

"Don't you even think about who the Golden-Faced Buddha and that Zhang family brat are? They are equally renowned figures."

Although the weapons in your hands were gifts from the Golden-Faced Buddha, they were actually made by the Zhang family. Only the Zhang family could obtain that kind of Wootz steel from Persia. Even the Gate of Hell cannot afford to offend such a powerful family; how could those petty scoundrels possibly dare to?

Moreover, the cunning and legendary nature of this young master Zhang is so obvious that anyone with a little composure would know it's a trap.

"It is our ignorance that has led us to this!"

Unbeknownst to them, their backs were already soaked with cold sweat.

If Gu Jianhun hadn't noticed something was wrong, and given the greed of each of the guardians, they might already be gone for good.

"However, the righteous path suffered a significant loss of strength this time."

"Those petty thieves and scoundrels, the messages we sent them, these so-called righteous sects have all secretly sent people over there, hahaha..."

"Sect Leader's plan is brilliant!"

Upon hearing this, the demons also turned their disdain towards the righteous.

The Zhang family was, after all, a prominent and charitable family in the public eye, and a truly influential clan that made significant contributions to the nation.

It can be said that the Zhang family are definitely righteous people!

But instead of alerting the Zhang family, these righteous sects secretly sent people to explore the tomb.

His despicable behavior is laid bare!

However, this also caused the righteous martial arts factions that were targeting them to lose a lot of strength, and none of the former masters returned.

Moreover, it's the kind of situation where you have to suffer in silence.

After all, secretly exploring someone's ancestral graves is something no one would dare to do without. Not only would their reputation plummet, but they would also incur the Zhang family's retaliation.

However, they didn't believe the Zhang family truly didn't know.

Chapter 352 The Siege of Yanxia Manor: Kumārajīva's Unexpected Intervention

kill!

Hundreds of Hell Gate experts, led by two guardians, stormed towards Misty Cloud Manor.

With a host of heroes gathered and the righteous path of the martial arts world suffering considerable losses, Gu Jianhun planned to crush the righteous path in one fell swoop, or at least make the righteous path of the Ming Dynasty martial arts world unable to breathe for a short period of time.

Inside Yanxia Manor, the martial arts heroes who were gathering also received the news.

But they weren't like Zhang Xiaoshan, who studied those bizarre and ingenious techniques, such as poison, tear gas, phosphorus bombs, and landmines—these extremely cruel weapons.

Even knowing that Hellgate was coming, the righteous sects just foolishly waited for the people of Hellgate to 'walk into their trap'.

Thud! Thud! Thud...

Fang rushed into the manor, but the experts from the Hell Gate were all forced out.

The overwhelming force killed those first- and second-rate fighters before they could even utter a word.

"Kunlun Hunyuan Palm!"

Feng Zhang, wielding the Three Absolute Palms, swept over the high wall and, just as the Kunlun Sect expert attacked, swung his hand and struck out with a palm.

Snapped!

The two men clashed palms together, and their figures trembled instantly.

When the man saw Feng Zhang's face clearly, his expression changed, filled with venomous resentment.

He then collapsed.

The Three Absolute Palms is known as the number one demonic palm technique. Unlike the Beggar Clan's Dragon Subduing Palm, it is extremely yin and soft, and incomparably vicious.

Not to mention that Hunyuan Palm is only a superior palm technique of the Kunlun School, even the Kunlun School's ultimate technique, Fiery Palm, is slightly inferior.

Having dealt with his opponent, five or six figures had already launched a fierce attack from the surrounding area, wielding longswords, iron claws, single-edged swords, Emei daggers, and double hooks respectively. Their coordination was impeccable, and the flashing blades and shadows enveloped Feng Zhang's vital points all over his body.

However, Feng Zhang's martial arts skills were extremely high. With just a slight step, he leaped two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) and avoided the five men's killing intent.

boom!

With a backhand, a "Buddha's Palm" descended from the sky, unleashing the power of the Three Absolute Palms.

The five figures had already separated by a distance of one zhang, but Feng Zhang's palm force had already affected four of them, directly blasting them away.

One of them was struck on the head by the force of the palm and was crushed into a meat patty!

"What a magnificent Three Absolute Palms technique!"

The Great Vajra Palm!

It is a genuine Shaolin skill, and at a level of unparalleled mastery.

Sensing that the newcomer was not as strong as he had imagined, Feng Zhang turned around and met the attack with a palm strike.

Snapped!

The clash of palms created a deafening roar, and a surge of energy swept across an area of ​​two or three zhang.

"The Vajra Palm? Which Shaolin monk are you?"

Seeing that the newcomer was a tall and burly monk, Feng Zhang, a hero who had traveled the martial world for many years, had never heard of a high-ranking monk with such strength in the martial world. He was at least at the peak of the Innate Realm, no less than the likes of Shaolin Xuanci and Juesheng!

"Amitabha! This humble monk is Kumozhi, the National Preceptor of Tibet!"

If Zhang Xiaoshan were here, he would definitely be surprised by Kumārajīva's unexpected arrival, but Kumārajīva did not arrive by chance; he was invited.

The person who invited them was none other than Zhu Wushi, the Iron-Blooded Marquis of the Dragon Guard Manor!

From this great monk's journey to Dali, through the Central Plains, and into the Zhang family... Zhu Wushi became interested in this great monk at that time.

Kumārajīva was not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also served as the national preceptor of Tibet, holding a highly respected position.

After learning that Kumārajīva was a martial arts fanatic, he began to try to win him over.

After all, in terms of martial arts, he was proficient in thousands of styles, and the martial arts that Kumārajīva had seen were even more abundant.

"Your palm technique is excellent, benefactor!"

Kumārajīva looked at Feng Zhang, realizing that in the previous palm strike, Feng Zhang was actually at a disadvantage.

Even so, the martial arts heroes present were still shocked by Kumārajīva's move.

The Vajra Palm is one of the top palm techniques of Shaolin, comparable to the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. Even among the high-ranking Shaolin monks, few have mastered it to the Mahayana level, let alone a foreign monk from another ethnic group. He is likely even above Xuanci in skill level.

"The senior monk is no weakling either!"

At this moment, Kumārajīva encountered the warlike nature of a master, and casually unleashed another Shaolin ultimate technique—the Formless Finger of Calamity.

This finger technique is the most powerful among Shaolin finger techniques. Although it is not as indestructible as the Vajra Finger, its finger strength is fierce and intense, making it the most domineering.

Even though Feng Zhang was caught off guard, he had no choice but to dodge with a somersault.

At this moment, Kumārajīva had already closed in. When Feng Zhang stood up to deal with him, his leg technique was as fast as lightning and came fiercely. It was another of his signature moves, the Chain Piercing Kick!

Inside the hall, the assembled martial arts heroes, watching Feng Zhang, who was somewhat disheveled under Kumārajīva's attack, were not only filled with excitement but also extreme shock.

This monk is proficient in at least three of the Shaolong's unique skills, and has reached a level of mastery that is truly astounding!

Bang!

Feng Zhang seized an opportunity and used his soft palm force to push towards Kumārajīva.

The two separated abruptly as their legs and palms collided. Feng Zhang also regained his composure and looked at Kumārajīva with a newfound respect.

"Be careful, this monk should be proficient in all 72 Shaolin arts. Don't let him catch you off guard again!"

Suddenly a voice rang out, and Feng Zhang looked at the person who had come, who was Gu Jianhun sitting in the sedan chair.

"Sect Master, are you saying this monk is proficient in the Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts?"

"Hanging up a sheep's head while selling dog meat."

The martial arts used by this monk were not Shaolin's ultimate techniques at all; they were merely Shaolin fist and foot techniques amplified by other martial arts. Therefore, he could freely wield the 72 Shaolin skills.

However, this Shaolin technique, so subtle yet undiminished in its power, is truly surprising!

With his Grandmaster-level cultivation, Gu Jianhun immediately recognized that Kumārajīva's martial arts were not Shaolin's secret techniques at all; they were merely too deceptive. He suspected that even Zhu Wushi hadn't noticed this before.

"Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk practices Shaolin's unique skills. May I ask what you mean by that, benefactor?"

"What a shameless monk!"

Kumārajīva's martial arts skills were beneath the notice of the Ancient Sword Soul, so he shook his head and smiled, but said nothing more.

After all, arguing with someone so shameless is a complete waste of time.

Moreover, those present held it in utter disdain.

Compared to the alien monk Kumārajīva, they trusted the Ancient Sword Soul's judgment, because the Ancient Sword Soul had no reason to deceive them.

Feng Zhang naturally believed in the Ancient Sword Soul, and thus began to take Kumārajīva seriously.

Although it wasn't a true Shaolin secret technique, its power was no weaker than a fully mastered Shaolin secret technique, and might even be three points stronger.

With the ability to circulate all seventy-two unique skills, his strength becomes unfathomable.

At this moment, Feng Zhang's figure flickered, and the Three Absolute Palms he suddenly unleashed suddenly became fierce and domineering, rushing like thunder.

When yang reaches its extreme, yin arises; when yin reaches its extreme, yang arises!

With the guidance of the Ancient Sword Soul, Feng Zhang's Three Absolute Palms now combine Yin and Yang.

It contains both extreme strength and yang, as well as extreme yin and softness, causing its power to surge dramatically. Even Kumārajīva's expression changed drastically.

In an instant, the cassock swirled, and simultaneously, with a move called "Empty to the End," the two palms faced each other.

Bang!

The palm strikes intertwined, sending sand and stones flying.

At the same time, the two figures clashed again.

As expected, just as Gu Jianhun had predicted, the monk switched between more than a dozen Shaolin techniques in a flash, and each one was just as powerful as the original.

However, the Three Absolute Palms have completely changed their approach, sometimes being fierce, sometimes gentle, and sometimes a combination of both.

Despite continuously changing Shaolin techniques, the suppressed Kumārajīva was still at a disadvantage.

Although Shaolin skills are powerful, they are ultimately not the pinnacle of perfection.

Flame knife!

Suddenly, Kumārajīva's martial arts changed, and a fierce and powerful blade of energy slashed down.

Similar to the Flaming Blade, but with fierce and unstoppable blade energy, it was comparable to the Three Absolute Palms for a time.

Even the crowd's expressions changed drastically.

Only Zhu Wushi seemed to be deep in thought. According to his intelligence, this Tibetan national teacher was famous in Tibet for his Flaming Blade, sweeping through the major sects of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism.

Even the once all-powerful Bahanglong, who dominated the Central Plains, was slightly outmatched in the contest and became a stepping stone for Kumārajīva.

Judging from the Shaolin skills just now, Kumārajīva's martial arts are at most similar to Bahanglong, and even a level or two inferior to Bahanglong who wields the Blood Droplet.

Now, the Flaming Blade technique is his signature move!

"Alright, let's settle our score!"