Transcending Heavens: Starting with the Ancient Tomb Sect

Chapter 137 Goodbye Huo Du!

"Walk!"

After taking the detailed map given to him by the Quanzhen Sect disciples and determining the location of Yelü Chucai's residence in the Central Plains, Yue Que immediately took action.

After roughly analyzing the speed of Darba and the others in his mind, he thought to himself that he had never thought he would be able to witness the astonishing wisdom of the Golden Wheel Monk again.

Looking at Yelü Chucai again, Yue Que felt that this Mongol prime minister was also a talented person.

In such struggles, the most taboo thing is to protect oneself.

After the death of the Great Khan Ögedei, instead of going to the central government, he went to the Central Plains. Did he foresee that Ögedei's faction would be at a disadvantage in the subsequent struggles?

Even if his eldest son temporarily secures the position of Great Khan, he won't hold it for long.

So they fled to the Central Plains to protect themselves.

According to the information obtained from the Quanzhen Sect disciples, Yelü Chucai's residence had already been prepared in the Central Plains.

Come to think of it, a descendant of the former Liao dynasty who sits in the position of prime minister needs to be perceptive and know how to protect himself.

This approach is excellent; given Yelü Chucai's status, it's the best solution.

Under normal circumstances, there should be no problems.

Even Möngke Khan and Kublai Khan wouldn't do anything to him; at most, they would just remove him from his position as prime minister.

Unfortunately, Yelü Chucai is about to encounter the astonishing wisdom of the Golden Wheel Monk, so things could get unpredictable.

"Que'er, what happened?"

Seeing that Yue Que seemed to be in a hurry, Xiaolongnu couldn't help but ask.

"I think we've found Huo Du's trail."

Yue Que glanced at Wanyan Ping first, then organized his thoughts and said, "Uncle-Master, I'll have to trouble you to look after them then."

"Long'er and I will go check on the situation."

Upon seeing Yue Que's subtle glance at Wanyan Ping, Li Mochou immediately understood and instructed, "If it really is Huo Du, then we must be careful."

"Our precious manual is truly extraordinary."

Hong Lingbo, Lu Wushuang, and Gongsun Lüe also noticed Yue Que's deliberate actions and knew that the matter might be related to their junior sister, Wanyan Ping. So they nodded in unison and replied, "We will be careful."

Wanyan Ping, however, was completely confused by the way Yue Que and Xiaolongnu addressed each other.

I didn't react for a moment.

Is this how master and disciple address each other?

As for the Divine Eagle, it stayed behind to continue enjoying the massage and grooming from Wanyan Ping.

Thanks to Wanyan Ping's efforts and the decreasing amount of toxins, the eagle has become much more beautiful.

After arranging a meeting place with his senior martial uncle Li Mochou, Yue Que first helped Xiaolongnu onto her horse, then mounted himself, slung his sword pouch over his shoulder, and with a flick of the reins, the steed galloped away.

On the road.

"Que'er, what exactly happened?"

Little Dragon Girl rode her horse closer to Yue Que and asked, "Why do you seem to be in such a hurry?"

"Long'er, because we are very likely to witness the astonishing wisdom of the Golden Wheel Monk once again." Yue Que explained earnestly, "If I am not mistaken, the day when Yelü Chucai, the Mongol prime minister, will be wiped out is approaching."

"Que'er, why do you understand that old monk's astonishing wisdom?"

Instead of questioning the massacre of others' families, Xiaolongnu noticed a crucial detail. She instinctively used her lightness skill to press on Yue Que's forehead, finding no dent, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"???"

Long'er, what are you doing?

Yue Que, whose head had been pressed, finally realized that Xiaolongnu was returning the favor for the bed collapsing in the Xiangyang Inn.

Yue Que, who was both amused and exasperated, said, "We thought that the Golden Wheel Monk had practiced it wrong, and according to everyone's understanding and deduction, he was almost at the sixth level, so there was no problem."

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill can cause the same problem as the pig-tailed monkey when practiced to a certain extent. Yue Que, Xiaolongnu and Li Mochou studied this together.

All three of them felt that the influence was most likely due to the internal energy of the dragon and elephant.

After all, there are quite a few martial arts techniques that affect one's own internal energy.

So Yue Que came up with a radical solution.

That means practicing the three religions together, using the internal energy of Taoism to counteract each other, and using the Confucian doctrine of the mean to harmonize them, rather than practicing Tantric Buddhism exclusively like the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

Yue Que has now reached the fifth level of cultivation, and is just one step away from entering the sixth level, but he has not seen the situation that the Golden Wheel Monk had.

"That's good!"

Xiaolongnu was very satisfied upon hearing this. She felt that she could continue cultivating, and her progress in this martial art only needed to be slightly behind Que'er's.

As for the massacre of Yelü Chucai's entire family, Xiaolongnu didn't care too much, but since Que'er did care, she paid a little more attention to it.

When she learned that this might be the extraordinary wisdom of the Golden Wheel Monk, Xiaolongnu became completely energized.

Yelü's family has all of her and Que'er's toys. If the Golden Wheel Monk were to use them all up, that would be terrible.

At least the young disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect who was given a destiny by Que'er and the person who was tricked should both live.

If Que'er finds it useful, then it must be useful.

Chatting casually along the way, the two horses kept moving, and a day later they arrived at the address on the map, which was also Yelü Chucai's residence.

Yue Que and Xiaolongnu both put on bamboo hats again, using the light veils to cover their faces to avoid any accidents.

They are not afraid of the unexpected, but they don't want to cause trouble.

After finding an inn, the two waited there for another day and a half before the great monk Darba and his entourage appeared on the outskirts.

During this journey, Xiaolongnu used her bee-controlling technique to summon bees. Although they were not as good as the jade bees from the Ancient Tomb, they were still usable.

After using jade honey as bait for the bees, the two quickly followed the bees' flight path and found the Mongolian prince, Khodu, who was hanging far behind Darba.

"!"

Yue Que and Xiaolongnu huddled at a distance, secretly using a crude crystal telescope (the one in Gongsun Lü'e's hand) to observe the Mongolian prince who was sitting cross-legged in the dilapidated temple.

Red clothes, white face.

There was a red flower painted on her lips at some point.

As for the iron fan that Xiaolongnu had dented with her fist, it had long since disappeared and seemed to have been discarded. Now, what lay across Huo Du's lap was a long sword.

What's most eye-catching is the flower tucked above Huo Du's temple.

Yue Que was very familiar with that flower. He had once tucked it into Long'er's hair when they were cultivating together in the Ancient Tomb. It was a flower that the jade bee liked.

Although men in the Song Dynasty had the custom of arranging flowers, it was quite different from the practice in Huo Du at present.

Huo Du exuded a gentle and charming aura.

"7

Yue Que handed the tools in his hand to Xiaolongnu. Watching her use them, he exclaimed inwardly, "Wow, I thought it was an invincible transformation, but it turns out it's an evil-repelling transformation!"

Come to think of it, if you want to avoid defeat, you must at least master that manual.

Huo Du doesn't have that qualification.

He was far more talented than Lin Pingzhi and Yue Buqun, so he got stuck halfway through.

Although he was a disciple of Tantric Buddhism, he did not seem to have read many Buddhist scriptures. In addition, due to his trauma, he was completely influenced by the scriptures.

"His injuries haven't healed, I'm afraid he won't live much longer."

Although Xiaolongnu was surprised by Huo Du's current appearance, she also foresaw his fate.

Because Xiaolongnu was very clear about how much force she had used; the reason the other party hadn't died was because she wanted to use him as an experimental subject for the manual.

That deathly pale complexion wasn't from makeup, but from the combined effects of injuries and training.

In Yue Que's view, Huo Du's current image already has a bit of the feel of the Ancient Tomb Heroine.

Without the help of cutting chicken and the Jade Bed to aid in healing, Huo Du has become a powder keg about to explode.

"Long'er, let's go."

Withdrawing his gaze, Yue Que pulled Xiaolongnu up, and the two quietly left, returning to the inn.

He called out from inside the broken temple.

Huo Du, smelling the faint scent of blood emanating from his body, sighed helplessly.

Wearing red clothes and applying rouge and red flowers was something he liked, but it was also something he had no choice but to do.

That was to cover up the abnormality in his body.

The skills and techniques of this sect are truly bizarre.

After studying the separate manual, Huo Du had only one thought in his mind regarding Taoism. This was far more sinister than Tantric Buddhism.

As a Mongolian prince, even if it's just a title, coupled with being the junior disciple of the Imperial Preceptor, the Golden Wheel Monk, Huo was qualified...

I consulted many classical texts.

Although not an expert, he still has a considerable understanding of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism.

The more I thought about it, the weirder it seemed.

This special manual had a strange and irresistible attraction. Huo Du was only trying to survive, but he never expected that once he started practicing it, he would be unable to stop.

Huo Du felt as if a fire was accumulating inside him, burning ever more fiercely.

Perhaps due to physical injuries, some of it was lost, but the rate of loss was far slower than the rate of accumulation.

Unable to find a balance, he felt that if he continued, he might explode and die, but if he exhausted himself, he would most likely die from exhaustion.

But Huo Du had to admit that this special edition was ridiculously powerful.

This left Huo Du, who couldn't find a solution, in an awkward situation. So, he had been hiding all the way with his senior brother, trying to avoid making any moves.

"I used to wonder why the so-called greatest master in the world, the Central Divine, died so young! Now I have no doubt about it at all."

"The Taoist martial arts are all wrong."

Huo Du now suspects, with the worst possible intentions, that Wang Chongyang touched the secret manual; otherwise, the other party wouldn't have deliberately left such a powerful skill hidden in the cave.

"Um?"

Just as Huo Du began to gently wipe the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, he suddenly turned his head to look outside and said, "Someone's here!"

Amidst the fluttering red robes, Huo Du moved swiftly. The sound of a long sword being drawn rang out, and he vanished in a flash at the entrance of the dilapidated temple before returning.

Clang!

The longsword was sheathed.

The sword's hum then ceased.

Drawing his sword, Huo Du sighed, "It's no longer safe here. It's time to leave."

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As he walked out of the temple, Huo Du glanced down at the two soldiers lying at his feet. The style of their leather armor indicated that they were not Mongol direct descendants, but rather servants.

This was clearly someone who had sneaked out of Darba's group.

"Oh!

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He subconsciously covered his mouth with a handkerchief and smiled. Huo knew that the deaths of these two would definitely prompt his senior brother to take immediate action.

Senior brother is too foolish. How could he do something like wiping out an entire family?

Once you get here, you should start, instead of lingering and giving others time to react.

We still have to rely on his junior brother, Huo Du.

Hearing the sounds coming from afar, Huo Du shook his head, then picked up his sword and left the dilapidated temple.