Transcending Heavens: Starting with the Ancient Tomb Sect

Over the next three days, the two spent their time studying the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill and then researching the complete Nine Yin Manual.

Aside from the Sanskrit portion, examine the differences between this complete version of the Nine Yin Manual and the fragments carved on ancient tombstones.

To prevent any accidents, Yue Que and Xiaolongnu actually memorized all those Sanskrit characters.

In the three days that followed, in addition to Sanskrit, the two even planned to memorize the Mongolian version of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra by its written form.

Aside from the last day when he practiced with his fellow practitioners to relax, Yue Que's ability to read Chinese characters became so distorted that they looked like tadpoles crawling everywhere.

Yue Que felt that the unique skills of both Taoism and Buddhism were about to cause his left and right brains to fight each other.

At that moment, Yue Que only regretted that there was no Tai Xuan Jing in front of him.

At that time, Yue Que felt that he had reached the level of Brother Gou.

When I came to my senses again, three days had passed.

After returning from the vast sea of ​​martial arts, Yue Que finally began his real actions.

The previous part of the transaction was only part of the deal with Huang Rong, and the most crucial moment was yet to come.

After two more days of reconnaissance and scouting, Yue Que returned to his room and fell into silence.

Burn incense!

We pay homage to the Three Pure Ones above and Yama, the King of Hell, below.

They actually practiced both Taoism and Buddhism.

Amidst the lingering fragrance, Yue Que sat upright in the center, his sword resting horizontally on his knees. His eyes were slightly closed, and his lips trembled as he murmured something under his breath.

Little Dragon Girl, who was sitting in a corner looking at the manual, listened carefully and realized that Yue Que was reciting a eulogy.

It is a special eulogy issued by the Quanzhen School after the unification of the three religions.

This is not something that ordinary Quanzhen Taoist priests would know.

This was also the first time Xiaolongnu had learned that Yue Que had mastered this. She was quite suspicious of what Yue Que had learned during his twelve years in the Quanzhen Sect.

With her unique intonation, Xiaolongnu, who was quite knowledgeable about music, also shook the golden bell in her hand in rhythm under Yue Que's arrangement.

This was the first time Xiaolongnu discovered that her silver rope and golden bell could be used in this way.

Isn't something a little off here?

For once, Xiaolongnu's beautiful face showed a look of doubt.

However, aside from that, Xiaolongnu glanced at Yue Que's back, and then her gaze fell on the letters and other things nailed to the wall.

These items were the results of the two people's scouting trip over the previous two days.

Each letter is a secret that cannot be revealed to others.

Each one of them was enough to make righteous people unable to restrain their murderous intent.

for a long time.

The prayers gradually subsided.

The room fell silent again.

After a long while, Yue Que's voice echoed in the room: "Aunt, sometimes I doubt whether I'm a qualified disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect!"

"!"

Xiaolongnu glanced sideways, but remained silent, knowing that this was Yue Que talking to himself.

This was also the first time she had encountered such inner hesitation and conflict when she met the other person.

Such a performance had never occurred in the two years that the ancient tomb had been in existence.

"For the first time, I really admire my aunt and uncle's personalities." Yue Que's tone suddenly turned low, full of emotion.

"???"

Little Dragon Girl tilted her head: "Because, Que'er, you subconsciously looked at your feet, and the hero you imagined was different from the hero you saw."

"You're not like Guo Jing."

"So do these things if you want to."

Burning incense and praying, worshipping the Three Pure Ones and Yama, were all done for Yue Que himself.

Essentially, it was all to soothe his own restless heart.

However, Xiaolongnu felt it was somewhat unnecessary and was conflicted.

Yue Que admitted that he was somewhat unqualified, a sentiment that Xiaolongnu acknowledged.

"You like Mongolia?" Little Dragon Girl shook the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill in her hand.

Yue Que shook his head.

"So you like the Song Dynasty?" Little Dragon Girl picked up a copy of the Nine Yin Manual and fiddled with it for a moment.

Yue Que continued to shake his head.

Seeing this, Xiaolongnu affirmed, "Therefore, we are not actually on the same path as Guo Jing and his wife."

Yue Que did not deny it; it wasn't along the same route, but rather something he did conveniently while passing by.

After all, it wasn't that they hadn't thought about saving the world, or even rebuilding it, but in the end they gave up. Nothing could compare to those two words—becoming stronger.

"If that's the case, why hesitate?"

"If your Dao heart is clouded, then you are destined to lose this game."

"Que'er, you've become too weak."

Xiaolongnu's expression was cold; she didn't answer in the tone of "Aunt" or "Long'er," but spoke truly as the head of the Ancient Tomb Sect and as a master.

She knew very well what tricks Yue Que had played when she first practiced the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra with him that day.

By deliberately feigning a lack of understanding, he sacrificed his own life to achieve the "Heaven and Earth Live Together" technique.

Seeing the unexpected result, Yue Que immediately took action to retaliate; when it comes to bullying one's master, there is no weakness or hesitation whatsoever.

And then... and then it turned out like this.

Despite the mistake, it turned out to be a turning point; it led to the discovery of another way to cultivate the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra.

After all, Little Dragon Girl didn't object, and since it was ultimately successful, she gained other benefits while becoming stronger, so it was just an unexpected bonus.

Now that this has happened, Xiaolongnu feels she should scorn her disciple.

Yue Que remained silent for a long time before sighing, "Indeed!"

He admitted that he had just burned incense and prayed, and that all of this was a way of comforting his own conscience under the pressure of moral torment.

"When?" Little Dragon Girl asked again.

"I've specifically calculated it." Having lived as a Taoist priest for twelve years, Yue Que possessed a considerable amount of miscellaneous knowledge in addition to his basic martial arts and Taoist knowledge. He said, "Tonight is a dark and windy night, an auspicious day for breaking ground and burial."

"That was truly a wonderful day!"

Xiaolongnu pondered for a moment and realized that the Ancient Tomb Sect itself was not good at this, but Yue Que had not wasted his time learning in the Quanzhen Sect, as he was a professional in this area.

When the time comes, Xiaolongnu, who feels that the zither is not suitable, thinks she can shake the golden bell instead.

After all, Yue Que developed new functions for the Silver Rope Golden Bell.

The only pity is that she is not good at playing cymbals.

Just as the eldest disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect was caught in a dilemma, the second disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect also entered into the same situation.

The only difference is that Yue Que was torn by his own internal struggles, while Yang Guo was tormented by them.

In a secluded room at Dasheng Pass.

The wife of the dignified hero Guo Jing, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, and the daughter of Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic—the famous female strategist Huang Rong—was captured.

That's practically like being caught in one's own territory.

In the woodshed.

Huang Rong's pressure points were sealed, and she sat there upright.

She looked solemnly and seriously at the old man with messy gray hair in front of her—Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison.

Huang Rong felt utterly helpless.

This situation would never occur under normal circumstances.

Because of an accident that occurred during her transaction with Yue Que, Huang Rong lied to her beloved Jing Gege about the matter.

There are some things that Huang Rong needs to decide on her own, and that need to be concealed.

Huang Rong knew Guo Jing's temperament, and she understood Ke Zhen'e, the Flying Bat, even better.

Normally, Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, wouldn't be able to get close to him, thanks to Guo Jing's protection. But now...

When she was first captured, Huang Rong was terrified, but after being locked in the woodshed and Ouyang Feng asked her questions, she stopped worrying.

As a female strategist, what she fears most is being slapped in the face by someone who doesn't care about anything else.

But as long as he doesn't shut his mouth, the situation is no longer under Ouyang Feng's control.

It used to be possible to drive someone insane while they were still conscious; now it's even easier.

"Miss Huang, you are a very intelligent and capable person!"

"It will surely solve my problem."

Ouyang Feng squatted on the ground, staring intently at Huang Rong in front of him, and said very seriously, as if in his perception she was a panacea for all difficulties.

Looking at the old man in front of her, who was blowing his beard and glaring, Huang Rong was a little stunned. She felt that he seemed to have forgotten some things again, and his madness seemed to be getting worse.

Having calmed down, Huang Rong "kindly" asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Because you're so clever, this old man needs your help to find an absolutely stunningly foolish beauty!"

Ouyang Feng organized his thoughts, then laid out the difficulties, saying things that Huang Rong couldn't understand.

"???"

Huang Rong was stunned upon hearing this. What did she mean by "a peerless, foolish beauty"?

Can these words be combined like this?

Do such people exist?

Hey, there really is!

What stirred Huang Rong's heart even more was that she had actually thought of the best candidate: her precious, good-for-nothing daughter, Guo Fu.

Immediately, Huang Rong's face turned extremely ugly, and she could no longer suppress her murderous intent.

Although Ouyang Feng was insane, his sharp eyesight remained.

Noticing the change in Huang Rong's expression, he knew that his problem had been solved.

I knew it! As long as we catch Huang Rong, we can solve the problem.

I am indeed a good father to my child.

With his hands outstretched, Ouyang Feng was overjoyed and immediately turned to beckon, "Good boy, come in quickly."

"I'll solve the problem for you."

Could it be?!

Huang Rong couldn't help but follow Ouyang Feng's gaze toward the thatched gate. With a flutter in her heart, she saw a somewhat familiar figure slowly crawling in like a maggot.

"Guo'er???"

At that moment, Huang Rong felt her expression contorting.

"Aunt Guo... Aunt Guo!"

Meeting Huang Rong's gaze, Yang Guo greeted her with a smile that looked like he was crying, as if he wanted nothing more than to crawl into a hole and hide.

孽 孽!

Yang Guo was roaring inside.