Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

As soon as the Golden Wheel Monk uttered these words, Qin Han's expression turned strange. He hadn't expected the other party to be targeting Guo Xiang.

If it were anyone else who wanted to take Guo Xiang as their disciple, he would definitely have stopped them. But this old monk genuinely wanted to find a successor, and in the original story, he taught Guo Xiang with all his heart.

Not only did he unleash all his hidden skills, but he even risked his life to save Guo Xiang in the end.

Qin Han laughed and said, "It will be difficult for the Grand Preceptor to take Guo Xiang as his disciple. You are well aware of the relationship between the Song and Mongol states. Guo Jing and Huang Rong will definitely not agree."

The Golden Wheel Dharma King clasped his hands in prayer.

"Guo Xiang is a rare martial arts prodigy. This old monk came to the Central Plains this time only with a try-it-out mentality, and was prepared to be rejected."

Huo Du watched from the sidelines, completely astonished. When had his master ever been so polite to anyone?

Darba scratched his bald head and stepped forward.

"Master, shall we leave now?"

The Golden Wheel Monk glared at his clueless disciple, then bid farewell to Qin Han and the others.

"Walk."

Huo Du and Darba quickly followed, one on the left and one on the right.

The three of them paused as they exited through the side door of the hall. Suddenly, the Golden Wheel Monk turned back and looked at Qin Han in the room.

This man ruined his plans in Xiangyang and beat him unconscious in Western Xia. Logically, he should hate this man.

But you can't bring yourself to hate him, because this person was fair and square from beginning to end, never resorting to any underhanded tricks, and he lost fair and square.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King turned around and walked into the valley.

Huo Du quickly followed and lowered his voice.

"Master, I didn't expect the King of Qin to be so easy to talk to."

The Golden Wheel Dharma King sighed.

"We have no conflict of interest or grudges with the other party. We were just scaring ourselves."

The martial arts practitioners in the hall had all dispersed during this time. Gongsun Lü'e leaned against Shi Qingxuan's chest. The bleeding from the wound on her left shoulder had stopped, and her face was deathly pale.

When she woke up, she looked at the corpse on the ground with a date pit piercing its forehead, and tears streamed down her face.

Mother killed Father.

Today was supposed to be her wedding day...

The result was the destruction of their family and the loss of their lives.

Qiu Qianchi suddenly burst into a sharp laugh, the sound echoing in the empty hall, and her voice changed as she laughed.

The laughter turned into wailing, as if she was pouring out all the pent-up frustration that had been suppressed in her heart for twenty years.

Little Dragon Girl frowned slightly as she looked at the old man who was both crying and laughing.

"Brother Qin, she..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Qiu Qianchi abruptly stopped crying, bent down, and reached out to pick up the golden knife that had fallen to the ground.

Gongsun Lü'e's expression changed drastically, and she struggled to rush out of Shi Qingxuan's arms.

"mother……!"

But it was too late.

The blade sliced ​​across his neck, and blood gushed out, staining half of the pulley red.

Qiu Qianchi gave a bitter, relieved smile and tilted her head to the side.

He then became completely still.

Qin Han had the ability to stop it, but he didn't. Qiu Qianchi stayed in that underground cave for twenty years, only managing to survive because of her hatred for Gongsun Zhi.

Now that the person is dead and the hatred has dissipated, she has no hope of living anymore, which is a relief for her.

Gongsun Lü'e rushed to the side of the trolley, knelt on the ground, and hugged the body.

Her face was covered in tears.

Master Yideng sighed softly and clasped his hands together.

"Amitabha."

Looking at the miserable state of this family of three, Yang Guo couldn't describe the feeling in his heart. Gongsun Zhi had deceived him, and Qiu Qianchi had used him.

Gongsun Lü'e truly loved him, and now this feeling had become the heaviest stone weighing on her heart.

Master Yideng shifted his gaze to Qin Han, who was standing in the center of the room. This young prince, in his early twenties, was dressed in casual clothes.

However, his imposing aura was undeniable; his full forehead and slightly protruding temples indicated his profound skill, and most importantly, he exuded an extremely strong aura.

Master Yideng had a natural sensitivity to the destiny of heaven and the fate of the nation. He had seen signs of the first signs of dragon energy appearing on Duan Yu, but it was only a very faint purple wisp.

The young man before them was surrounded by a rich golden aura, exuding an aura of majesty and dominance.

Master Yideng was secretly surprised.

The countenance of an emperor.

His robe swayed slightly as he clasped his hands together in a Buddhist salute to the person in front of him.

"His Highness the Prince of Qin is renowned in Western Shu and Western Xia. I have heard of him in Dali. Today, seeing His Highness surrounded by golden energy, I can see that his reputation is well-deserved."

Yang Guo rubbed his eyes hard and looked at the body, but he couldn't see any golden aura or strange phenomena.

Zhu Ziliu straightened his expression and followed his master in bowing.

Qin Han looked at the Southern Emperor with a strange expression. Who said that reclusive masters couldn't praise and chat with people?

This person has a very pleasant voice.

Master Yideng continued to ask questions.

"But this Valley of Heartbreak is a secluded place in the martial arts world. May I ask why Your Highness has come here?"

Qin Han was about to speak when Xiaolongnu swayed slightly. The sweet, cloying fragrance of the flowers in the valley made her chest feel tight.

Qin Han reacted quickly; although he didn't understand why Xiaolongnu was doing this, he instinctively stepped forward and took her small hand.

It felt icy cold to the touch, and his internal energy flowed through his palm.

Xiaolongnu felt a warm current travel up her wrist, making her feel much more comfortable. Her expression was somewhat unnatural, but she did not struggle.

"Thank you... thank you."

A very soft, cold snort suddenly came from behind.

Li Mochou draped her whisk over her arm, looking as if she knew this would happen.

Qin Han reached out with his other hand and grabbed her as well, causing Li Mochou to stiffen.

"What...what are you doing? There are so many people watching!"

The Qin and Han dynasties had no concept of the Way.

"Let them look. Is it illegal for me to hold my woman's hand?"

A blush rose on Li Mochou's face. She tried to shake off the hand, but she couldn't break free. So she simply turned her face away and refused to look at anyone else.

Shi Qingxuan was truly exasperated with Xiaolongnu. Hadn't she told her that men and women shouldn't touch each other?!

He was so angry that he kept rolling his eyes, yet he didn't seem to mind pulling two people at once.

This man is truly a romantic prince.

Qin Han pulled the two women aside before speaking to Master Yideng.

"I was just passing by to see Long'er's disciple. Master Gongsun Zhi and his wife have also seen him. Perhaps this is the best outcome."

Master Yideng sighed, looking at Gongsun Lü'e who seemed to have lost her soul.

"It's just that Miss Gongsun has suffered."

These words were spoken on a whim, and he valued this young prince more and more. This man acted only according to his own heart and was not bound by rules, yet his strength was so overwhelming that the rules could not do anything about him.

Add to that his regal bearing.

Master Yideng pondered to himself that Duan Yu, the prince of Dali, had been in seclusion at Tianlong Temple for a long time after his trip to Xixia.

After leaving the pass, they greatly admired this King of Qin, and now the Duan royal family is already considering a way out by siding with the King of Qin's palace.

After all, it's obvious to everyone that Emperor Zhao Gou simply cannot suppress this hidden dragon.

Master Yideng lowered his white eyebrows.

The general trend of the world cannot be controlled by a single temple or sect.

Although Dali is a small country, choosing the right backer in this chaotic world is a sign of wisdom.