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

"Damn it, junior sister, how are we getting out of here?"

In the dark and sunless ancient tomb, Li Mochou removed the blood-stained outer garment from Xiaolongnu's chest, changed her into clean clothes, helped her onto the cold jade bed, and suppressed her injuries.

Fortunately, they all cultivated the Nine Yin Manual, whose internal energy was extremely gentle and benevolent, and had its own healing function. However, it was obvious that Xiaolongnu's internal and external injuries were severe, and she had lost too much blood, so she could not recover by relying on internal energy alone.

Although the bleeding stopped, he had fallen into a coma.

Li Mochou was alright; she arrived in time to rescue Xiaolongnu and then entered the ancient tomb. However, the intruders were incredibly powerful and seemed to know the location of the tomb, chasing her straight to the front of it.

She was still rejoicing that the mountain gate was sturdy.

Each palm strike was like a drumbeat, striking straight at the mountain gate.

On her deathbed, Xiaolongnu said, "Senior sister, quickly guard the mountain gate. This person's immense strength will likely destroy the mechanism, and the Dragon-Slaying Stone will probably never be able to be lifted again."

Li Mochou entrusted Xiaolongnu to Granny Sun's care.

When she rushed over, the side gate mechanism had already fallen to the ground.

She tried to explore it, but a chill ran through her heart.

How could she possibly find her husband?

Li Mochou had no choice but to go back and revive Xiaolongnu first.

"Grandma, why don't you go and see if there's any secret passage leading out of the ancient tomb?"

"And the underground exit of Wang Chongyang's tomb, my husband mentioned it before, the groundwater might be the connection to the exit."

After Li Mochou finished speaking, she stopped talking and focused on treating Xiaolongnu.

Xiaolongnu was struck from behind by Jinlun's palm, and was also stabbed in the abdomen by a sneak attack.

When she arrived, she could only catch Xiaolongnu and turn to leave. She intended to use the advantageous terrain to shake off the crowd, but she did not expect that there would be someone familiar with the mountain among the group of people.

Li Mochou's face turned cold. Without much thought, it was highly likely that they were led by people from the Quanzhen Sect.

So this high lama's target is the Ancient Tomb Sect?

But her sect has always had no dealings with others, so how could they possibly make them mobilize such a large force?

As Xiaolongnu coughed, Li Mochou stopped her random thoughts and focused on healing her injuries.

Outside the ancient tomb.

The Golden Wheel Monk stared at the stone door with a livid face.

He used all his strength, but the mountain gate remained completely unmoved.

It seems he won't be able to open the door using his methods.

"Master, are there any other entrances to this cemetery?"

A figure appeared from behind the crowd.

His Taoist hat was worn properly, and his Taoist robe was neat and tidy.

"Now that this matter is settled, I came only for Li Mochou. You should all leave now. Otherwise, don't blame me for showing no mercy with my sword."

Huo Du was already frustrated by his failure to keep the two beauties.

Hearing this, he immediately flew into a rage.

"Zhen Zhibing, you're refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit. Now that we've come this far, do you think you can escape responsibility?"

"Weren't we brought here by you?"

"You weren't the one who stabbed the woman in white?"

"What are you pretending to be, looking for Li Mochou? As a man, I wouldn't even bother to criticize you, but with your scheming and manipulative ways, what more do I need to say to a woman looking like she's in a daze?"

Zhen Zhibing stared intently at Huo Du.

The woman who arrived later, after hearing the words of the martial arts world and matching them with the figure of Li Mochou in his memory, concluded that it was Li Mochou.

Unexpectedly, the sword that had been thrust at them was blocked by Xiaolongnu with her own body.

He had already been caught red-handed by Zhao Zhijing, so how could he allow himself to be threatened by these people again?

"This place is a forbidden area of ​​my Quanzhen Sect. If you do not retreat, do not blame me for being ruthless."

He was familiar with the situation here, and if he wanted to leave, these people naturally couldn't stop him.

When he returns to his church and leads his people, he will ensure that none of them return.

Huo Du glared at Zhen Zhibing with an unfriendly expression, as did the burly Mongolian men, who were slowly closing in on him.

After a moment of contemplation, Jinlun concluded that the Nine Yin Manual was in this mountain and not within the Quanzhen Sect.

He believed his judgment was correct.

Both women seemed to have practiced the Nine Yin Manual.

Even if they didn't know the whole story, it's probably still related to that kid Yang Guo.

He originally intended to use a deceptive tactic to subvert the main event at this grand ceremony of the Quanzhen Sect.

But they were blocked by this stone door.

"Daoist Master, you don't need to be like this. This is a dispute between other sects and has nothing to do with your Quanzhen Sect."

"Of course we won't reveal that you came to see a beauty."

"Besides, we have common interests, don't we?"

"You gain the people, I gain the goods. You don't need to take any action openly; you only need to mention it once or twice."

"Now we can descend the mountain."

Jinlun decided there was no need to sever this connection; there was plenty of time, and he refused to believe that the ancient tomb would remain closed forever.

Darba asked, puzzled, "Master, why do we have to go through this pilgrimage? Why not continue the deal with Young Hero Yang? Didn't the Prophet not object to you doing this?"

Jinlun shook his head; the young man's cultivation was too fast.

He dared not make a deal with Yang Guo anymore.

Besides, that boy's actions were neither entirely righteous nor entirely wicked; it would be too troublesome for him to guess what he was doing. He might as well just find an opportunity to steal it directly.

Isn't the woman in this tomb his Achilles' heel?

"I am a cultivator of the Dao; how could I possibly engage in such a despicable deal with you!"

Jinlun lost patience with the stubborn Taoist priest.

Huo Du then stepped out with his fan closed.

"What are you saying, Daoist Master? Is it vulgar? This is just the human instinct to appreciate beauty. Doesn't Daoist Master want to think about beautiful things more and look at them more?"

"Does the Daoist not know that only by attaining enlightenment can one let go of the pursuit of understanding?"

"How can one cultivate the Tao if one is constantly preoccupied with thoughts of the past?"

Jinlun and Darba looked at Huo Du in astonishment. "You kid know about cultivation?"

Everyone stared at the little prince who only knew how to talk about love and never showed his face, wondering how he could actually talk about such principles of cultivation.

Huo Du saw that his words had stunned the entire audience, and he thought to himself with contempt: This Taoist priest was obviously lusting after people's bodies, and he had just fallen right into his trap.

Zhen Zhibing remained silent.

Yang Guo got up with the help of the two women.

"Don't worry, I'm not that weak."

Yang Guo sat cross-legged for only a dozen or so breaths before stopping, not daring to waste any more time.

"You are in the church, and now I am going up the mountain."

"I'm with you."

Cheng Yaojia wanted to say the same thing, but she opened her mouth and couldn't say anything.

Seeing Huang Rong's determined gaze, Yang Guo couldn't very well refuse her.

Then he looked at Cheng Yaojia, and thankfully the woman was very obedient. She just looked at him with teary eyes.

Yang Guo, of course, would not be soft-hearted.

"Senior Brother Ma, then Chief Huang and I will head to the back mountain first."

Ma Yu nodded: "Qingxu, be careful in everything. Also, Ouyang Feng is unpredictable, so don't be careless. If things get out of control, you can ask Guo Jing for help."

Ultimately, Quanzhen Sect and Guo Jing have a connection. Now that Yang Guo has joined the sect, Guo Jing would not dare to oppose Yang Guo to his face.

The black-clad nun and the colorless one also wanted to lend a hand, hoping to do him a favor, but the Taoist priest stubbornly refused, intending to tell everyone to rest. Yang Guo pleaded with him at length, almost risking Shaolin's centuries-old reputation, before Ma Yu finally agreed to let them pass.

So Yang Guo, Huang Rong, and the others quickly climbed the mountain.

"Guo'er, can you really endure these rules and regulations?"

Huang Rong was so moved by the verbal battle between Yang Guo and Ma Yu that she almost couldn't resist intervening.

She simply couldn't imagine what it would be like if Yang Guo lived here in the future.

"Rong'er, you're so intelligent, how could you not figure out why I was able to join the sect?"

Huang Rong silently agreed.

"Since the Quanzhen Sect has something to ask of me, there are no rules or regulations for me. The reason they act this way is simply because their thinking hasn't changed yet."

"Just as the Quanzhen School accepts that I am who I am, and Qingxu is Qingxu."

"Of course, they always thought that Qingxu would become Yang Guo in the future."

"Then do you know how?" Huang Rong was very uneasy, even though this man had said countless times in bed that he didn't know how to cultivate Taoism.

But every time, she couldn't help but check.

"How could I possibly abandon you all and keep this tedious martial arts company? What's wrong? Has Chief Huang become so insecure?"

Huang Rong couldn't help but want to punch him.

Of course, the two Buddhist monks who were closest to them couldn't help but want to kick Yang Guo.