Martial Arts Crossover: Zhao Min, your sidekick is really something else.

"Alright, I'll do you a favor and show you what real Vajra Finger is all about."

"What?!"

The three monks, a total of five eyes, all widened in surprise.

But by then, Xiao Yaoqing had already made his move.

That starting stance...is it really the Vajra Finger technique?!

"How does he know our Shaolin's secret martial arts?"

Wasn't it said that only six people in the world knew this skill?

Where did this young man come from?

Xiao Yaoqing rushed to Du'e in the blink of an eye.

Du'e had no time to be shocked and quickly assumed a defensive stance.

He was still using his eighth-level Vajra Finger technique.

But at this moment, the light emanating from Xiao Yaoqing's fingertips was much brighter than his!

The two fingers clashed together violently, producing a dull thud like a struck bell.

"when--!"

"puff--"

Du'e spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward, crashing heavily into the pine tree behind him!

That pine tree, like the one his two junior brothers had just bumped into, met the same fate.

Du'e, barely able to stand, stared at Xiao Yaoqing with a face full of terror, blood gushing from his mouth as he gritted his teeth and asked:

"How...how is this possible?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

"Senior brother!!"

Both those undergoing tribulation and those undergoing hardship cried out in alarm.

But the two of them were busy regulating their breathing and couldn't move at all, so they could only stare helplessly and worry.

"well……"

Xiao Yaoqing sighed softly.

This sigh instantly made Du Jie and Du Nan tense up, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

They had only one thought in their minds—this kid was probably going to kill them.

The three monks never imagined that they would be ruined by the ancestral graves of Shaolin.

What's even more outrageous is that they don't even know who did it.

Xiao Yaoqing completely ignored them, slowly walked to the broken sword, bent down to pick it up, and even patted the dust off the sword.

When Du Jie and Du Nan saw this action, their hearts were in their throats.

They then realized that the young man had been carrying a sword the whole time.

But he didn't use it at all; he even caught the Vajra Subduing Demon Circle with his bare hands.

Now they finally understood—this Xiao Yaoqing was just playing a trick on them!

Just by looking at the sword energy he unleashed with his bare hands, you can tell that this kid's swordsmanship is his true trump card.

So, the three of them were seriously injured, but the other party didn't even use their full strength?

"What level of cultivation is he at exactly?"

If Xiao Yaoqing knew what they were thinking right now, he would probably blush.

Because he doesn't know any swordsmanship at all!

At this moment, however, he simply held the broken sword in his hand, not even glancing at the two of them, and casually said, "In the future, I hope you can truly achieve a state of complete detachment from worldly concerns."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tianfeng Haiyu used his lightness skill and disappeared without a trace.

"this......"

Du Jie and Du Nan stared at each other, bewildered, in the direction where Xiao Yaoqing had disappeared, even forgetting to adjust their breathing and heal their injuries.

Xiao Yaoqing could actually kill them.

But he never killed anyone.

Besides, there's no need to actually kill those three old monks.

If we kill them now, who will preside over the lion-slaying ceremony?

To be honest, Xiao Yaoqing was quite looking forward to meeting that mysterious woman in yellow.

Isn't she the most mysterious person in the original work?

The phrase "The Condor Heroes, vanished from the martial world"

It's so exciting to say it out loud!

Little did he know, that sophisticated woman in yellow was already outside the capital city...

At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

Zhao Min, riding her horse, looked anxiously up the mountain.

She had already finished taking care of things at Shaolin Temple.

The Shaolin Temple is now empty; not a single master can be found.

Taking down Shaolin Temple would be a piece of cake for her.

Lianxing and Xiao Zhao were also waiting with Zhao Min.

Xiao Zhao's eyes also revealed anxiety.

However, Lianxing was not worried about Xiao Yaoqing's safety at all.

She was fully aware of Xiao Yaoqing's strength!

The Shaolin monks were unaware that Xiao Yaoqing was no longer the same person he once was.

Lianxing knew very well what her "brother" was like.

As long as he doesn't run into his sister Yaoyue or a top expert like Yan Nantian, he's basically untouchable.

Shaolin? She didn't take it seriously at all.

"The young master has returned!"

Xiao Zhao's voice was crisp and clear, filled with surprise.

Zhao Min and Lianxing looked up at the same time.

The figure on the horizon had already gracefully descended.

Upon seeing this, Lianxing's pupils constricted sharply, and a thought flashed through her mind:

"He knows 'Heavenly Wind and Sea Rain'? He even knows this set of light-body skills?"

That's right, the Heavenly Wind and Sea Rain technique is the most secret skill of the Yihua Palace, and ordinary people can't even get close to learning it.

But right now, she's seen everything: the Shifting Flowers and Jade Technique, the Quiet Lotus Palm, the Heart-Shattering Palm, and now this Heavenly Wind and Sea Rain Technique...

The only things I haven't seen are the swordsmanship and the internal energy of the Mingyu Gong.

Xiao Yaoqing learned almost every martial art in the entire Yihua Palace.

Lianxing felt increasingly uneasy as she thought about it, and a bold guess popped into her head:

"Could it be... that he really is a disciple that the old palace master took in from outside?"

The problem is, the old palace master had already established a rule—never to pass on the throne to males!

hiss--

Lianxing thought about it and it became more and more outrageous. She gasped and muttered to herself:

"Could it be... that my brother is the old palace master's illegitimate son?!"

If her master heard this, he would be so angry he'd jump out of his coffin.

Let alone her master, even if Yaoyue heard this, she would probably make her slap herself.

But the more Lianxing thought about it, the more excited she became, her eyes sparkling:

"If that's really the case... then wouldn't my brother really become my brother?"

Of course, she knew in her heart that he couldn't possibly be her biological son; at most, he was just a matter of seniority.

After all, a teacher for a day is a father for life... uh, I guess a mother for life!

As for age? She hadn't even considered it—in fact, she was actually quite a bit older than Xiao Yaoqing.

Oh well, she's just overthinking things anyway.

Xiao Yaoqing landed steadily on the horse that Zhao Min had prepared in advance.

As soon as she sat down, Zhao Min spoke directly:

"Why did you take so long? I was so worried! I almost had the soldiers turn Shaolin Temple upside down looking for you!"

"snort."

This soft hum came from Lianxing's lips, carrying a hint of jealousy.

However, Zhao Min didn't hear it.

Xiao Yaoqing heard it.

He glanced at Lianxing somewhat awkwardly, then skillfully switched into "performance mode".

.

A hint of disappointment appeared on his face, and he sighed.

"I searched the entire Shaoshi Mountain, but I couldn't find any secrets hidden by Shaolin. Maybe I didn't investigate carefully enough."

"But it's okay, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

Zhao Min was swayed by Xiao Yaoqing's words, and her tone softened.

"Didn't find it?"

Instead, she comforted Xiao Yaoqing, "It's alright, from now on Shaoshi Mountain is ours too. We can come and find it whenever we want. Let's leave!"

Xiao Yaoqing nodded.

Zhao Min led a group of people and rushed towards Wudang Mountain.

What she didn't notice was that as soon as the group dispersed, the ascetic monk quietly slipped away and disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Yaoqing saw it all, but remained silent.

No need.

He knew exactly what the ascetic monk was going to do.

Zhao Min probably infiltrated Shaolin Temple under the banner of the Ming Cult.

They even carved a bunch of divisive words on the back of the Buddha statues in the temple, framing the Ming Cult entirely.

As the Right Envoy of the Ming Cult, how could Fan Yao allow this matter to escalate?

He has to turn the Buddha statue back around; he can delay it as long as he can.

Not long after Zhao Min and her group of Yuan soldiers and experts left Shaoshi Mountain, another group of people appeared at the foot of the mountain.

The one in the lead is Zhang Wuji, no need to look.

Beside him were the Five Wanderers and Yin Tianzheng, the White-browed Eagle King.

That's right, Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, and Yang Buhui were all captured by Zhao Min.

Zhang Wuji rushed back to the main altar at Bright Peak and brought reinforcements to prepare for the rescue.

But how could Zhao Min be so foolish as to wait for him to come to her door?

They escorted everyone back to Dadu early this morning.

When Zhang Wuji led his men to Green Willow Manor, all that remained was a pile of charred ruins.

Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao were imprisoned in Dadu, making their rescue extremely difficult.

They discussed it and decided to first finish the important business they needed to take care of during their trip down the mountain.

Saving lives can wait; Zhao Min's current goal is to subdue the Central Plains martial arts world, and she won't kill anyone right now.

Yin Tianzheng frowned and asked, "Wuji, why is Shaolin Temple so deserted? There's not a single person in sight?"

Zhang Wuji also sensed that something was wrong.

He immediately ordered the five wandering men to lead their followers to disperse and search the surrounding area.

He and his maternal grandfather, Yin Tianzheng, led a group of people directly into the Shaolin Temple.

They quickly discovered the problem.

Not a single monk could be seen in the entire temple.

However, the air was filled with an overwhelming, pungent smell of blood.

A bad thought simultaneously entered the minds of Zhang Wuji and Yin Tianzheng.

Just then, shouts from the Shaolin main hall came from the Five Wanderers: "Acting Leader! Come quickly!"

Zhang Wuji and Yin Tianzheng exchanged a glance, their brows furrowed.

He used his light footwork to rush straight in.

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The five wandering monks turned the gilded Buddha statues around one by one.

Zhang Wuji had no time to pay attention to the nonsense about framing the Ming Cult; his gaze was fixed on the eight large characters on the wall—

"First destroy Shaolin, then wipe out Wudang!"

His heart skipped a beat, and his voice changed tone:

"Oh no! Something's going to happen at Wudang!"

Yin Tianzheng remained calm and patted his grandson on the shoulder:

"Wuji, don't rush."

"My in-law Zhang Sanfeng is also stationed on Wudang Mountain. We should be able to rest assured about that old Taoist's abilities."

After hearing this, Zhang Wuji also felt that it made sense.

In his heart, his master was the best in the world, and no one could compare.

But Shaolin had already been attacked, how could he sit still? Everyone on Wudang Mountain was one of his own, and he didn't want to see a scene of bloodshed.

He immediately spoke:

"Grandpa, you and the Five Wanderers should take our Ming Cult brothers and hurry up and catch up. I can't bear to leave my master behind, so I'll go ahead first."

Yin Tianzheng knew he couldn't stop this kid, so he nodded:

"Be careful on the road. My brothers from the Ming Cult and I will be there shortly."

"Thank you for your trouble, Grandpa!"

Zhang Wuji cupped his hands in greeting to Yin Tianzheng, then turned and darted out of the hall. With a light touch of his toes, he leaped away, heading straight for Wudang.

To be honest, Zhang Sanfeng was indeed one of the top masters of his time.

Even if Zhao Min had a large group of capable people under her command, they might not be able to defeat that old Taoist priest if it really came down to a fight.

But did Zhao Min really not know this?