Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

Li Fu was not particularly surprised by the miraculous effects of this technique.

"If you can't kill him without shooting him in the head, then just shoot him in the head."

If a person is seriously injured, how much resistance do they have left? Hitting their head again is just one more move.

Li Fu also knew of a martial art that could bring someone back to life even if they had only been dead for a short while. Wouldn't it be even more astonishing if he told people about it?

"good."

Tang Boyong nodded.

"Even though the Immortal Taoist was a master of martial arts, he could not escape birth, old age, sickness and death."

The martial arts legacy he left behind was later obtained by the Hermit of No Frost. This person was one of the Hermit of No Frost's disciples, named Li Tiangu.

This Nine Deaths Divine Skill is indeed an extraordinary divine skill. Once mastered, even the most fatal injuries to ordinary people are nothing to it, making one a force to be reckoned with in the martial world.

And there's something even more amazing about it—it can be done quickly!

"A quick course?" Li Fu raised an eyebrow.

"Exactly!"

A complex look flashed in Tang Boyong's eyes, a mixture of envy and apprehension.

"Those who cultivate the Nine Deaths Divine Skill can survive nine life-or-death situations in a row, and their martial arts skills will immediately reach a high level!"

Each brush with death requires at least a year between them.

In other words, if a person is lucky enough and has a strong enough destiny, they can master astonishing martial arts skills in nine years that others cannot achieve in a lifetime.

These words caused an uproar among the surrounding crowd.

In just nine years, an ordinary martial arts practitioner can only lay the foundation.

Cultivating the Nine Deaths Divine Art is enough to master unparalleled martial arts. The Immortal Taoist of yesteryear was known as the number one master of the evil sects.

It sounds like a fantasy, yet it has a fatal allure.

"But if a person is not lucky enough, he may not survive the first life-or-death situation and die, and it will become more and more difficult as time goes on."

Li Fu was not tempted by the power of the Nine Deaths Divine Skill.

That's equivalent to flipping a coin nine times in a row, and all the flips must land on the same side, otherwise your life is in danger.

Tang Boyong glanced at the pale man on the ground.

"Indeed, the Nine Deaths Divine Skill is extraordinary. Master Wujiang devoted his entire life to mastering it."

However, those nine life-or-death situations were too dangerous; a slight misstep could lead to death, and most people would never dare to risk their lives so easily.

In order to study the mysteries of the human body and find a way to safely pass through the critical moment of life and death, Layman Wujiang turned to studying other unorthodox and unorthodox methods.

The acupuncture technique and the method of creating mannequins were things he stumbled upon during this process.

He also took in many disciples, ostensibly to teach them martial arts, even bringing out his trump card, the Nine Deaths Divine Skill, but in reality, he used them as experiments, making them practice that extremely dangerous Nine Deaths Divine Skill.

Verify various hypotheses in the experiment, observe and record them for future use.

And this Li Tiangu before us... is one of them.

Li Fu said in a deep voice.

"So, this Li Tiangu was forced by the Wujiang Hermit to master the Nine Deaths Divine Skill?"

Is that why it has such amazing recovery ability?

"Perhaps it is, perhaps it isn't."

Tang Boyong shook his head, his tone somewhat uncertain, "He does seem to have mastered the Nine Deaths Divine Skill, gaining an incredibly powerful recovery ability."

But he also became mentally unstable and often lost his senses.

Moreover, the skill he displayed did not seem to be as powerful as the legendary Nine Deaths Divine Skill that had truly been mastered...

Therefore, it could be said that he only mastered half of the Nine Deaths Divine Skill, or that he went astray and became possessed by evil spirits.

Li Fudao.

"If that's the case, why did your Tang Clan go to such lengths to capture him and bring him back to Shu?"

Want to obtain the secret manual of the Nine Deaths Divine Skill?

Tang Boyong frankly admitted, "I don't know how many of Wujiang Jushi's so-called disciples he killed, they were replaced like a revolving lantern."

It is said that he would only impart the secrets to the next life-or-death situation after each one he had survived.

The vast majority of disciples couldn't even survive two or three trials before dying.

"This Li Tiangu, besides the Wujiang Hermit himself, is probably the only person who knows the entire Nine Deaths Divine Skill manual!"

Li Fu felt that things weren't that simple, and pressed for more information.

"That's all? Don't you want the method to create those soldiers?"

If one could gain control of a group of fearless and valiant subordinates, any power in the world would be tempted.

Tang Boyong did not hide anything.

"That's right, it would be even better if we could have both."

However, we are not sure whether that old fox, Wujiang Jushi, would tell these so-called disciples who can be discarded at any time such core secrets.

If this person also understands the method of using acupuncture to create effigies, my Tang Clan would be happy to take him in; we would never consider it too much.

At this point, Tang Boyong changed the subject, adding a hint of enticement and warning.

"Officer Li, you are a smart man."

As you can probably guess, the people and events involved are related to Cai Xiang and Wu Jiang Jushi, and it's not something an ordinary person could get involved in, much less be privy to.

If you know what's good for you, hand this person over to my Tang Clan, and my Tang Clan will recognize you as a friend!

Forget about the secret manual for the "Ten Thousand Poisons Transformation Technique"; it's a core secret of the Tang Clan and there's absolutely no way it could be leaked.

Forget about the secret manual for the "Ten Thousand Poisons Transformation Technique"; it's a core secret of the Tang Clan and there's absolutely no way it could be leaked.

Moreover, cultivating this skill requires starting from scratch and absorbing all kinds of poisons into the body; only those who have never practiced internal energy cultivation can begin.

With your current profound skills, Officer Li, I imagine you wouldn't want to give up and start over.

"However, if Officer Li is willing to do me a favor, once my Tang Clan obtains the complete Nine Deaths Divine Skill manual, I might be able to share a portion with you for study."

how?"

Li Fu scoffed.

"Nine Deaths Divine Skill?"

It requires going through nine life-or-death situations and hovering on the brink of death. This kind of extreme and unorthodox martial art, which relies entirely on luck, is it worthy of being called a divine skill?

I think calling it the Nine Deaths Evil Technique is more appropriate.

"I have absolutely no interest in such martial arts."

Like flipping a coin nine times in a row, and expecting it to land on the same side every time, what kind of incredible luck would that require?

He had never been so lucky before.

rumbling...

At this moment, a dull tremor came from the ground, and the faint sound of a large troop of cavalry galloping in the distance grew clearer and clearer as they approached!

Li Fu's gaze sharpened, and he looked up toward the village entrance.

Dust billowed up as hundreds of riders, all clad in identical black leather armor, surged into the village open space once more like an iron torrent.

This time, the Black Knights were more numerous, their formation more organized, and their killing intent more intense.

What's even more striking is that, in the center of this group of black-clad riders, there is a large, all-black carriage with an antique design.

The carriage curtains were drawn low, obscuring the view inside. Presumably, the person inside the carriage was the mastermind behind the group of black riders, a retainer of the Prime Minister, the Hermit of No Frozen Body.

Following the carriage were seven or eight people dressed in different clothes, but with equally cold expressions and sharp eyes; most of them were other disciples of the Hermit Wujiang.

"The main character has finally arrived."

When Li Fu saw the black carriage arrive, his eyes narrowed.

The massacre of the village, done simply to silence witnesses, reveals the ruthlessness of this Wujiang Jushi, who viewed human life as worthless.

The reasons and truth behind everything have been revealed by Tang Boyong, and it turns out that this Wujiang Jushi is the mastermind behind it all.

So once that's resolved, the Heavenly Book's mission of uncovering the truth and punishing the wicked can be completed.

Then one can obtain the incomparably wonderful Lingbo Weibu, which combines lightness skill and energy recovery. This martial art can make up for one's shortcomings in lightness skill and movement.

At that moment, the carriage curtain was lifted by a pale, bloodless hand.

Stepping out of the car was a man in his fifties, dressed in a Taoist robe. His complexion was unusually pale, bearing a resemblance to Li Tiangu on the ground.

His eyes were tinged with an unnatural dark red, and his gaze was cold and sinister, like a demonic Taoist priest emerging from an ancient tomb deep in the mountains.

Clearly, he had also mastered the Nine Deaths Divine Art and achieved considerable skill in it.

Wu Jiang Jushi got out of the car, his gaze first sweeping over the dozens of black rider corpses on the ground. He raised his eyelids slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Then, he saw Tang Boyong, who was being restrained, and a group of Tang Clan disciples who had suffered heavy casualties. Finally, his gaze fell on Li Fu, the only one in the field who was calm and composed and stood tall.

"My incompetent subordinates must have met their end at your hands?"

When the lay Buddhist Wu Jiang spoke, his voice was cold and indifferent.

"The head constable in blue, with an impressive bearing, are you Li Fu, the master of the Divine Dragon Palm?"

You did quite a few things before, like killing a eunuch. After I entered Yanzhou, it was hard for me not to hear about you.

"Young man, you're quite young, yet you possess such martial arts skills; that's truly impressive."

Li Fu said coldly, "You have quite the nerve to hoard a large number of armor and crossbows and order your men to slaughter innocent villages."

"Ha ha!"

Wu Jiang Jushi dusted off his sleeves, completely unconcerned.

"Haven't you heard of my name, Layman Wujiang?"

I am a retainer in the residence of Prime Minister Cai, and I serve Prime Minister Cai.

Let alone mere armor, even if I were to raise the flag and rebel, Prime Minister Cai could still protect me unharmed.

He can't live without me!

Although I hold no official position, since you are a government official, you should give me some face and allow me to take this good-for-nothing who ran away on his own back to discipline him.

He spoke arrogantly, invoking the powerful Chancellor Cai in an attempt to intimidate others.

In recent years, there have been constant uprisings in the Great Zhao, and the imperial court has repeatedly offered amnesty. With Cai Feng's power, it would not be difficult for him to distort the truth and call a deer a horse.

Indeed, even if Wu Jiang Jushi really rebelled, nothing would happen to him.

These words made the constables, police officers, and martial arts practitioners feel depressed.

"Trying to intimidate me with Cai Feng?"

Li Fu said coldly, completely disregarding Cai Feng.

"You, a retainer of the Prime Minister, instead of enjoying your life in the capital, have come to this remote place, Yanzhou."

Have you ever heard the saying, "The emperor is far away and the sky is high"?

"If a place is far enough away that even the emperor's decree may not be effective, let alone a prime minister who is far away in the capital."

"Very well!" Despite being refuted so directly, Master Wujiang showed no anger on his face, only a growing chill in his eyes.

He ignored Li Fu and turned to look at Li Tiangu, who was bound by the Heavenly Silkworm Net and growling to himself, and slowly said in a drawn-out tone.

"Tian Gu, my good disciple, do you still remember your master?"

At this moment, Li Tiangu, having not been stimulated for a long time, had his violent impulses subside and his mind seemed to have regained some clarity.

"Who...who are you? Tian Gu...is that my name? No...I can't remember, I hate this name!"

Seeing you fills me with nausea!

Don't call me that so affectionately. Don't try to fool me; you're definitely not someone I know or feel close to!

Wu Jiang Jushi sighed softly.

"Oh, Tian Gu, you have been an orphan since childhood, wandering the streets, starving and naked."

It was I who took you in, provided you with food and clothing, taught you martial arts, and treated you as my own son.

I have passed on my most treasured Nine Deaths Divine Skill to you without reservation, and I have spared no effort to help you and your fellow disciples cultivate this supreme skill, hoping that you will succeed.

You are the only one who is close to mastering it... But why, when you are about to succeed, do you betray your master and run away on your own?

Have I ever treated you badly?

It seems even Heaven couldn't stand your ungrateful, heartless ways, preventing you from truly achieving your goal. Instead, you went mad, your mind fluctuating between clarity and confusion, leading to this tragic end!

"My head hurts so much."

Upon hearing this, Li Tiangu felt a splitting headache, and fragmented memories churned and flashed through his mind.

"The person who seriously injured me before... was you!"

Memories flashed through his mind of a fierce battle with this person, during which he was ultimately defeated and severely injured.

"That's right," Wu Jiang Jushi readily admitted.

"I sent the Black Riders to find you, intending to bring you back and heal you properly, helping you get rid of this demonic possession."

Unfortunately, you are stubborn and have killed many of my men, forcing your master to personally take action and severely injure you.

Unfortunately, you still managed to escape.

I ordered the Black Riders to search everywhere, but unexpectedly you were rescued by this country bumpkin and are hiding here.

The lives of men, women, and children in this entire village were lost because of you alone!

"Tian Gu, stop being so stubborn! Come back with me, and don't drag any more innocent people into this mess!"

His statement reversed cause and effect, pinning the blame for his own massacre of the village on Li Tiangu.

"My head... my head is about to split open."

Li Tiangu's mind was thrown into turmoil by his words, his head was throbbing, his memory seemed to be returning, and his expression became even more painful and confused.

Seeing that he refused to release the person, Wu Jiang Jushi wanted Li Tiangu to go with him on his own initiative.

Save your breath.

Li Fu interrupted coldly.

Even if he wants to go with you, whether he stays or leaves is not up to him, nor is it up to you!

He is suspected of murdering the leader of the Taishan Sect, the leader of the Iron Palm Clan, and many others. Even if he was not mentally sound at the time, he is still a major suspect and must be detained for investigation by the authorities!

Wu Jiang Jushi suddenly turned his head, his cold gaze locking onto Li Fu.

"They killed my men, obstructed my actions, and now they want to detain my people?"

Fine, fine, since you're determined to die, then I'll grant your wish!

"I'll kill everyone here, then I'll take my unworthy disciple with me!"

His gaze swept over the group of martial arts practitioners who looked at him, Cai Xiang's disciple, with fear, as if they were ants. He then caught sight of Tang Boyong and his group, recognizing their origins from the hidden weapons scattered on the ground.

Why are the Tang Clan members here?

Although Wu Jiang Jushi had doubts, he couldn't care less about them at the moment. He decided to kill Li Fu first and find out the truth about the matter later.

"Go! Kill this man! Bring this ungrateful traitor back!"

Wu Jiang Jushi waved his hand and gave an order to the eight disciples behind him.

Upon hearing this, the eight men responded in unison, and with a sudden movement, they pounced on Li Fu from different directions!

These eight people were able to be taken in by Master Wujiang because they were all his disciples and had all practiced the peerless martial art of the Nine Deaths Divine Skill. Although they had not yet mastered it, their martial arts were still beyond the reach of ordinary people.

With his profound inner energy and fierce moves, he could rival any sect leader or elder in the martial arts world!

"kill!"

The combined attack of eight people was terrifying.

Palm winds, fist force, finger strength, and leg shadows intertwined to form a deadly net, completely enveloping Li Fuzhou for several feet!

Li Fu's expression remained calm and composed. He didn't even move his feet. His century-old internal energy spontaneously protected his body, forming a three-foot-high wall of energy that easily withstood their combined attack.

"If you want to kill me, why don't you come over here yourself?"

Are you going to send your disciple to his death first?

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