Transcending Heavens: Starting with the Ancient Tomb Sect

Chapter 120 The Dragon Soars Without Regret!

While her nephew was waiting in the Sword Tomb, Li Mochou and her two disciples, who had just walked out, soon encountered enemies.

A group of Beggar Clan disciples, dressed in patched clothes and wielding bamboo sticks, slowly surrounded the master and his two disciples.

Someone was deliberately yelling, seemingly trying to disturb people's minds; someone was tapping the ground with a bamboo stick, making a thumping sound.

The Beggars' Sect disciples slowly began to circle around the master and his two disciples.

Judging from the formation, it seems to be the Beggars' Sect's signature Dog-Beating Formation.

It is said to be comparable to the Quanzhen Sect's Big Dipper Formation, but that's just hearsay, since the two have never directly clashed.

Few people were bored enough to try and break the defensive formations of the two families.

Given the current situation, the only one who could possibly do it is Guo Jing.

Faced with such a massive formation, Hong Lingbo didn't even remove the two swords from her back. She simply stood quietly behind her master in her Taoist robe, silently observing the formation before her. It seemed she wanted to compare this Beggars' Sect's signature formation with the Quanzhen Sect's Heavenly Dipper Formation to see if she could gain any experience.

Lu Wushuang also remained silent.

Having witnessed firsthand Li Mochou's ability to fight against a thousand men single-handedly, even with the help of the Love Flower Poison and the Jade Bees, Lu Wushuang still didn't think that the Beggars' Sect's grand formation would be effective against Li Mochou.

This formation works for everyone else, but not for Li Mochou.

Lu Wushuang, carrying the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword, had no intention of drawing it, just like her senior sister Hong Lingbo.

"Oh~"

"So it was the Dog-Beating Formation."

"Are they treating us, the three of us, like stray dogs?"

Li Mochou's gaze swept over the group of Beggar Clan disciples in front of her. Although they had formed a large formation, they did not seem to be pressing forward. Instead, they were keeping a distance and forming a loose formation.

From a distance, it looks like a huge hole has appeared in the middle.

With a gentle smile, the words spoken by the Crimson Serpent Fairy sent chills down one's spine. Even though her voice was soft and melodious, one could still sense the sharpness hidden beneath her allure: "This is infuriating. These beggars are not enough for this junior to kill."

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"It's not fair to blame the younger generation for being impolite."

"You agree, Senior Hong."

As Li Mochou finished speaking, a cough suddenly rang out from outside, followed by a loud and boisterous voice: "Miss Li, your murderous aura is too strong, this is not good."

As the sound rang out, the Beggars' Sect's grand formation split apart, creating a passageway in the middle.

The famous Northern Beggar Hong Qigong walked in, drinking wine from his gourd.

When he walked in and saw the Crimson Serpent Fairy, who was known as the number one demon in the world, he couldn't help but sigh.

She was originally the number one female demon in the martial arts world. After annihilating her family and slaughtering a thousand Mongol cavalrymen, she has now become the number one demon in the world.

According to Hong Qigong, some people in the Song Dynasty officialdom had secretly helped martial arts figures cooperate with the army to prepare for a siege, but they temporarily stopped after Li Mochou achieved the feat of fighting against a thousand men single-handedly.

No one dared to step forward when they weren't absolutely certain.

If the Red Serpent Fairy's past killings of countless people, wiping out the entire Lu family of Jiaxing, and even exterminating three generations of officials, would only evoke extreme fear and retaliation, then after she annihilated a thousand cavalrymen, many martial artists would only secretly rejoice that they hadn't raised their voices at her.

Regardless of the circumstances, in terms of the current kill-to-death ratio among martial arts practitioners, aside from Guo Jing and Huang Rong, Chi Lian Xian Zi has the highest kill-to-death ratio.

However, in terms of individual killings, the Red Serpent Fairy was the strongest one Hong Qigong had ever encountered since entering the martial arts world.

After all, Guo Jing and Huang Rong relied on the army, while Li Mochou was just a person with a whisk, a sword, and a swarm of jade bees.

Therefore, even the renowned Beggar Hong Qigong, one of the Five Greats, spoke to the Red Serpent Fairy with great politeness, fearing that a single wrong word might trigger her illness and cause her to slaughter his Beggar Clan disciples.

Hong Qigong now understood Huang Rong's frustration.

In response to Hong Qigong's words, Li Mochou merely gave a slight bow, saying, "Senior Hong, life is unpredictable."

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As she spoke, Fairy Chilian thought of her battle with her junior sister, in which she suffered a complete defeat, transforming herself from the senior sister into the junior sister. Her tone was filled with melancholy, conveying a sense of helplessness, as if she had reached a dead end and could only bang her head against a wall, with no way to turn back.

"----Why!"

Hong Qigong sensed the deep melancholy in Chi Lian Fairy's words, and felt that the woman before him was still the same Chi Lian Fairy who liked to wander the world and ask, "What is love in this world?"

If Hong Qigong had known this day would come, he would have suddenly felt that it would have been better to let Lu Zhanyuan marry both of them.

After all, he was good-looking and spoke very politely, with a refined and knowledgeable air about him.

Even if a conflict arises and things escalate, it's still a family matter. If Lu Zhanyuan had even a little bit of skill and ability, things wouldn't have turned out this way.

It's better to stay at home than to be out in the world.

Hong Qigong, who never blamed anyone, started blaming people, and he even blamed the dead.

One is Lu Zhanyuan, and the other is Wang Chongyang.

The biggest problem is with Zhong Shentong.

If Wang Chongyang were still alive, the world would not be in this situation, and things would have been resolved starting with Yang Kang.

It's all Wang Chongyang's fault.

Now, just thinking about how the Red Serpent Fairy was just one member of the Ancient Tomb Sect, and that there were at least two other members, the Golden Boy and the Jade Girl, who might be even more terrifying than the Red Serpent Fairy, made Hong Qigong's head start to ache.

The Ancient Tomb Sect was able to push their disciple Huang Rong to such an extent that Madam Guo personally sent Guo Jing to the desert, allowing him to return to his position as the Golden Knife Prince Consort.

In the past, Hong Qigong would never have imagined that Huang Rong, known as the female Zhuge Liang, would be so pitiful.

Is it possible to refuse?

can.

As long as it can withstand the torment of one's own conscience.

Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, might be able to do it, but Hong Qigong couldn't.

So the Flying Bat Ke Zhen'e agreed, and Hong Qigong responded with silence. He didn't listen to the old blind man's wailing, but instead drank several gourds of wine alone in the living room.

I wanted to get drunk, but in the end I didn't.

This Ancient Tomb Sect is truly an invincible sect and its people are invincible.

Why should the Quanzhen Sect be considered the number one sect in the world? It should be the Ancient Tomb Sect.

"The old beggar didn't have much to say, he just hoped that Miss Li would commit fewer murders in the end."

After all, killing indiscriminately regardless of gender or age is quite shocking. If you're going to kill, try to go to the north.

Hong Qigong's gaze lingered on Hong Lingbo for a moment. This disciple had been raised by the Red Serpent Fairy. Finally, his gaze lingered on Lu Wushuang for a long while.

This girl—

Hong Qigong felt he was getting old and didn't quite understand the new era of martial arts, nor did he understand what the newcomers in the martial arts world were thinking.

"Oh~?"

The Crimson Serpent Fairy raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled, "It seems Senior Hong has no intention of making a move."

"nature."

Hong Qigong did not deny it, but confirmed the answer. If the story of him fighting against a thousand men had not spread, Hong Qigong would have considered taking action, but since confirming the message from the Quanzhen Sect, he had not even entertained the idea.

"Because these Beggars' Sect disciples will eventually belong to Yang Guo."

Hong Qigong decided to use the method devised by his disciple Huang Rong: to use Yang Guo's own spear against him. The implication was that many of the Beggars' Sect disciples would become Yang Guo's future allies, and Yang Guo couldn't very well kill his own people.

Since the invincible person and the invincible faction have no weaknesses, let's shift our weakness onto the other side.

The Red Serpent Fairy was amused by this, not expecting that the Beggars' Sect would be the first to place a bet.

Do not!

To be precise, Huang Rong, the female strategist, had already begun preparations when she decided to send her beloved Guo Jing to become the Golden Saber Horse.

It's a pity that Huang Rong, the female Zhuge Liang, was ultimately a step too late for her junior apprentice.

If you fall behind even slightly, you'll fall behind at every step.

When it comes to understanding human nature, Huang Rong is still a notch below the Golden Boy and Jade Girl.

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The biggest difference wasn't age or experience, but rather that the female strategist had a huge weakness, which her junior apprentice exploited and crushed.

More importantly, the outcome of winning or losing, which they cared about, was not of concern to Yue Que and Xiaolongnu.

Calling him a poison master wouldn't be a problem.

Because the two sides are actually misaligned.

Seeing that Fairy Chi Lian had relaxed, the Beggars' Sect disciples who were arrayed around her all breathed a sigh of relief.

They would rather fight the Mongol cavalry head-on than confront Li Mochou, the Red-Lian Fairy. They had learned from the Quanzhen Taoist priests that the Mongol cavalry had suffered horrific deaths at Li Mochou's hands.

Yue Que, who came from the Jian family, strolled over with the Divine Condor.

However, after surveying the surroundings, Yue Que still led the Divine Condor towards the area with more people.

Just as his comrades were recovering from the "Regretful Dragon" incident, Yue Que suddenly noticed something he had overlooked, or rather, the other party had laid it out right in front of him, and because it was so conspicuous, he had subconsciously ignored it.

"This great hero Guo Jing really has moments of meticulousness."

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The reason was simple: Yue Que realized that "The Dragon Regrets" was not just a move from the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. Guo Jing was not merely using a technique to counter skill with clumsiness; more importantly, he was using "The Dragon Regrets" to admonish Yue Que.

Master Guo was using his own understanding to tell Yue Que the principle that things will turn into their opposites when they reach their extreme, and that prosperity will eventually lead to decline, reminding him that everything should be done in moderation, and that excess is as bad as deficiency.

How could Guo Jing, who had studied the Nine Yin Manual and the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms so thoroughly, not understand the Book of Changes?

Guo Jing didn't say anything, but the eighteen consecutive moves of "Kanglong Youhui" said it all.

"Hahaha----"

Yue Que paused, then continued walking, but this time a laugh escaped his lips. His inner energy surged, and the laughter echoed in all directions.

There was no boldness or carefree spirit in the laughter, only a sharpness that was unstoppable and unyielding.

Yue Que gave his answer with a smile.

What Yue Que wanted was not "the dragon soars to its fullest extent and then regrets it," but rather "the dragon soars to its fullest extent and then never regrets it."

Yue Que still complains that he is flying too low; he wants to fly the highest.

Only in this way can we find our way forward.

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