The Return of the Condor Heroes: Starting with Conquering Huang Rong

"Senior sister, where did Guo'er go?"

Li Mochou looked at her speechlessly: You ask me, but I also want to ask you.

Little Dragon Girl, with a silk scarf wrapped around her neck, said shyly, "I...I don't know where he went. Could it be...because I didn't let him continue...he left?"

Li Mochou was too lazy to pay attention to her anymore.

A woman in red moved through the ancient tomb, followed closely by a woman in green.

Yang Guo then opened the book.

The first line immediately catches the eye:

Preface to Stone Inscriptions

The inscription on the ceiling of this stone chamber is the core chapter of the Nine Yin Manual. Those who enter this tomb in later generations and see this inscription will know that Chongyang had three unavoidable circumstances in his life.

Firstly, it was a last resort to break through military defenses.

The Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, created by Chao Ying, is exquisitely effective in countering the Quanzhen martial arts. At the time of the Sword Tournament at Mount Hua, I seized the sutra but did not practice it, intending to banish it from the martial world forever.

Yet, in the Zhongnan Mountains, he observed swordplay on the stone wall every day, just like the woman of yesteryear, dressed in white as snow, her sword gleaming like the moon—his martial arts had reached a level close to the Dao.

If I were to rely solely on the fundamental principles of Quanzhen, I fear I would never be able to break through them in my lifetime. Now, I will take the eleven characters of the Nine Yin Manual's general outline, "Heaven knows, take from the excess and supplement the deficiency," and internalize them into my palm.

It is not to defeat old friends, but to prove the way of martial arts: the arts of the world are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining, there is no absolute hardness or softness, only the mutual support of yin and yang.

Secondly, showing mercy was a last resort.

In the past, when I donated this ancient tomb, it was not because I lacked the strength, but because I couldn't bear to do it.

The twelve lines of "Secrets of Acupoint Release" on the west side of the stone inscription are a rebuttal to Chao Ying's acupoint-pressing techniques from years ago...

The three sentences on the east wall, "The Great Method of Transferring Souls," subtly correspond to the gaps in her mind-controlling techniques.

……

She has always been competitive, and if she knew that I used this scripture to counter her techniques, she would surely scoff at it. However, Chongyang's body is nearing its end, and he left only this method of countering her technique at her final resting place, just like when she broke my innate skill on the summit of Zhongnan Mountain, that hint of anger mixed with a smile—the martial arts contest has become the deepest narrative of this life.

Upon seeing this, Yang Guo couldn't help but sigh.

This Wang Chongyang is really... really a straight man. What's the point of having a mouth if he's so clueless?

Yang Guo was about to continue reading.

Li Mochou asked, puzzled, "Junior Sister, what is this secret room for?"

Little Dragon Girl looked at the secret room with a puzzled expression.

He said blankly, "I don't know either, but our master said we are not allowed to go inside."

Then, Li Mochou pushed open the door and entered.

"Senior sister, no...you can't."

"I'm not from your ancient tomb. My master didn't forbid you from entering, but he didn't forbid me from entering."

Little Dragon Girl refused to comply and was about to drive her away.

"Junior sister, look, is this Wang Chongyang's tomb?"

Little Dragon Girl looked in the direction she was pointing.

The Tomb of Wang Chongyang.

Is this Wang Chongyang's cenotaph?

"No wonder our master wouldn't let us in; he was afraid we'd smash this place up!"

Little Dragon Girl looked at her speechlessly, and then remembered Yang Guo's words: she must take this sharp-tongued woman as her disciple.

She was very indignant.

Li Mochou ignored her and wandered around the dusty stone coffin.

It seems that no one has entered this place since our master left.

"Hey, junior sister, did you hear anything?"

Little Dragon Girl's internal energy had not yet recovered, so she did not hear it.

Li Mochou focused her mind in confusion, then was greatly surprised.

"Junior sister, that sound came from the coffin? Wang Chongyang has risen from the dead!"

Little Dragon Girl was startled, and upon listening closely, she confirmed it was true.

But Wang Chongyang could not have been buried here; this is at most a cenotaph for him.

"Moon, Dragon, are you up there?"

Yang Guo was reading a book when he heard the arguing above him, so he had to use his internal energy to shout.

"Is this old thief really faking his death? The buzzing sound... is he about to break out of his coffin?"

Little Dragon Girl asked in confusion, "Senior Sister, that voice sounds like Yang Guo?"

Little Dragon Girl called out to the stone coffin, "Guo'er, is that you? Are you under this coffin?"

"Long'er, look for any mechanisms to open the stone coffin."

There was nothing around Yang Guo except for the walls covered with martial arts manuals.

Yang Guo unleashed several palm strikes, but the coffin remained unmoved; it seemed he needed to break the mechanism.

Li Mochou and Xiaolongnu looked at each other, wondering how the man had gotten down there in such a short time.

"Junior sister, let's open the coffin first."

The two women opened the stone coffin without breaking a sweat.

There was only a sword inside, nothing else.

"Junior sister, I'll go in and take a look."

"Senior sister, be careful!"

Li Mochou entered the stone coffin and groped around.

"Senior sister, how is it?"

Li Mochou said irritably, "Stop making so much noise!"

At this moment, Yang Guo's voice came: "Yue'er, check if there are any bulges, gaps, or areas where the four corners need to bear weight?"

Li Mochou said sweetly, "Okay, my husband, please wait a moment."

Little Dragon Girl: ...

Li Mochou didn't touch it with her hands, but she felt it with her feet; her right foot stepped on a protrusion on the coffin wall.

She had just smiled when the coffin tipped over and she fell in.

"Ahhh? Husband, catch me!"

Yang Guo saw the sky tear open, and then a figure in red fell into the mortal world, before the sky closed again.

Yang Guo used the momentum to leap up, climbing several zhang higher.

A beauty enters his arms.

He held her and slowly lowered her down.

"Moon, are you alright?"

Li Mochou wrapped her arms around his neck and said, "Husband, I'm alright. I was so scared! How could it be so high?"

Yang Guo put her down, and then Xiaolongnu's voice came from above.

"Long'er, what happened just now might not have been a switch. Feel around the bottom of the pipe to see if there are any gaps."

Li Mochou nestled in his arms, refusing to let go.

He had no choice but to let him be.

"Husband, Wang Chongyang is truly vicious. This stone wall is so high, anyone who fell down like that would probably be smashed into mincemeat."

Yang Guo agreed, which is why he had just told Xiaolongnu not to go into the coffin.

Not long after, a door opened in the sky.

"It seems Long'er has found the mechanism."

"Walk."

Li Mochou asked in confusion, "Where are we going?"

At this moment, Xiaolongnu said to her servants, "Guo'er, wait for me to find a rope." After saying this, she turned and left.

Yang Guo, however, was holding Li Mochou, and with the momentum of his leap, he stepped on the chopping board and jumped up.

The dragon and elephant roared, followed instantly by the wild goose, and Yang Guo had already brought Li Mochou up from the bottom of the coffin.

The breeze stilled, and the hems of their clothes fluttered down slowly.

Li Mochou, her beautiful eyes sparkling with tenderness, looked at Yang Guo and said:

"Husband...husband, is this the Golden Goose Skill of the Quanzhen Sect?"

Yang Guo put her down and tidied her hair, which had been ruffled by the strong wind.

"What, you're only just realizing how amazing your husband is?"

Li Mochou threw herself into his arms again, wanting to kiss him.

She was then pulled away from Yang Guo's embrace by a pair of delicate hands.

Yang Guo and his two companions stared at the wall covered with martial arts manuals, speechless.

Li Mochou asked in confusion, "Husband, what was Wang Chongyang's third unavoidable reason?"

Yang Guo slowly looked over.

Thirdly, it was a last resort to break the oath.

At the summit of Mount Hua, I swore never to study the true scriptures. Now, I inscribe them on the wall, without practicing a single word, merely recording the profound principles of martial arts as seen by the senior Huang Shang. Yet, having left these traces, I have already broken my vow…

Future generations should know:

The scriptures themselves are neither good nor evil; it is the human heart that inherently possesses good and evil...

The power of Nine Yin can break the skill of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, and it can also enhance the gentleness of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra.

Those who have this opportunity should cherish the thought of mutual understanding and assistance, and not cling to the obsession of "living a life no less than others."

The three of them, upon seeing this, felt that the Taoist was deeply affectionate yet restrained, and that was all there was to it.

Let's continue.

end:

This inscription is carved on the Double Ninth Festival, as the candle flickers past midnight.

Suddenly I recalled a certain year and month, when the snow on Zhongnan Mountain had just cleared, and I had tested my sword with someone. We hadn't finished our hundred moves when dawn broke.

To use the enemy's strategies to counter the old friend's moves is surely absurd.

However, the true essence of martial arts lies in the interplay between destruction and creation;

Deeply cherished affection, what fear is there of being separated by life and death?

When the stone carvings become mottled, that will be the time for our reunion.