Gu Long: Dominating the Martial Arts World Starting from Transmigrating as A Fei

Just as Nangong Ling finished speaking, a loud "bang" was heard outside the carriage.

The attention of the four people in the carriage was immediately drawn to it.

The old monk Xinmei solemnly asked:

"What is it?"

His calm voice seemed to be able to quickly calm down panicked people.

After a long while, there was still no movement from those waiting for the carriage outside.

Only a faint wisp of smoke drifted into the car through the gaps in the carriage.

The fog had no smell, and it was so faint that it was almost unnoticeable if you weren't looking closely.

Only A-Fei and Chu Liuxiang saw some of it.

Based on the description in "The Precious Mirror of Pitying Flowers," Afei quickly recognized it as poisonous fog, so he immediately held his breath.

Nangong Ling had already opened the carriage door.

Chu Liuxiang only had time to call out once:

"not good!"

Before he could stop them, the poisonous fog had already seeped into the carriage, and in an instant, all four of them were surrounded by the fog.

Through the poisonous fog, Ah Fei was finally able to see what was happening outside.

The driver collapsed onto the carriage, his face turning deathly pale.

His eyes bulged out, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets.

It looks like it's already dead.

On the ground next to the carriage, the skin of four poisonous children's corpses exploded.

The poisonous fumes were emanating from under their skin.

Moreover, the fog surged out extremely quickly, and the moment it exploded, it had already engulfed Afei's two carriages.

It's currently the season of warming southerly winds.

Their two carriages headed south, and the wind blew the poisonous fog towards them.

Ah Fei thought to himself, "This must be the work of the 'Five Poisons Child.' He truly deserves to be called a master of poison."

He even turned his own men into walking poison gas bombs.

They even considered using the wind to spread the toxic fog.

No wonder the four boys fought so desperately to kill me; they were already prepared to die.

Nangong Ling and Xinmei's faces suddenly changed color.

Master Xinmei, his face ashen, covered his nose and mouth with the wide sleeve of his monk's robe and muffledly called out:

"Quick, let's go!"

Chu Liuxiang had already leaped forward and grabbed the reins.

Before he could urge the horses to set off, the two horses pulling the cart let out a miserable cry and collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth.

Chu Liuxiang's expression changed, and he quickly turned around, grabbed the nearest A Fei, and used his lightness skill to rush forward.

Almost simultaneously, Monk Xinmei and Nangong Ling also leaped in the same direction.

They were all seasoned veterans, and naturally knew that they couldn't back down now.

Even if there are enemies lying in ambush ahead, you must first escape the area covered by the poisonous fog.

The carriage behind remained completely still, as if nothing had happened.

By the time Afei and the other three escaped, Xinmei and Nangong Ling were already unsteady on their feet.

They had clearly inhaled a significant amount of poisonous gas.

Afei glanced at Chu Liuxiang, who was tucked into his arms.

The poison gas didn't seem to affect this guy much.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Chu Liuxiang has severe rhinitis and can hardly breathe.

That's why he keeps rubbing his nose.

In a way, this illness turned out to be a blessing in disguise, as it allowed Chu Liuxiang to develop the ability to breathe through his skin.

This skill is also mentioned in the "Lianhua Baojian" and belongs to a method of body refinement.

Ah Fei, of course, also mastered this skill.

Even when breathing through the skin, trace amounts of toxic fumes will still be inhaled.

It's not as effective as another method in the "Pitying Flower Precious Mirror," the "Turtle Breathing Technique."

He is now using this method to completely protect himself from the poisonous fog.

After confirming that they were out of the poisonous fog's range, Xinmei let out a long sigh and said:

"How vicious the 'Five Poisons Child' is."

Nangong Ling snorted coldly and said:

"It seems that 'Miao Paradise Cave' is going to declare war on the two major gangs, 'Beggar Clan' and 'Shaolin'."

Ah Fei casually chimed in:

"What is there for the 'Five Poisons Child' not to declare war on? His lair is not even in the Central Plains."

"If you can't beat them, run back to the Hundred Thousand Mountains of Miao territory, where miasma is rampant and poisonous snakes and insects are everywhere."

"No matter how many men you send in, it won't be enough to feed the snakes, so how are you going to hunt him down?"

Upon hearing this, Nangong Ling's face turned ashen.

He was already poisoned, and when he became emotional, his blood rushed to his head.

Ah Fei is absolutely right.

Even if the "Five Poison Boys" really killed them, the "Beggar Clan" and "Shaolin" would be powerless against him.

Chu Liuxiang looked around but found no new enemies. He turned and said:

"This place is not safe now. Can the three of you still continue your journey?"

Ah Fei plopped down on the ground, sighed, and said dejectedly:

"I'm already beyond saving. I was already seriously injured, and now I've been poisoned."

He was actually perfectly fine. Not only did he not inhale any toxic fumes, but after half a day of recovery, he had already returned to his peak condition.

The "Precious Mirror of Pitying Flowers" is so comprehensive, and I'm so glad I learned it as soon as I entered the pass.

If he hadn't learned this martial art, he would probably be in an even worse situation than Nangong Ling and the old monk Xinmei.

But Ah Fei still activated the "Lianhua Baojian" to adjust his breathing, pulse, and even heartbeat to a state of near death.

He pretended to be seriously injured and poisoned, and even coughed twice like Li Xunhuan.

Looking at A Fei's state, Nangong Ling gave a cold laugh that seemed to be filled with schadenfreude.

Chu Liuxiang sighed and then asked Nangong Ling and Xinmei:

"How are your injuries?"

Nangong Ling forced herself to speak:

"It's alright for now, but if I don't take care of myself in time, I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress the toxins in my body."

Master Xinmei's internal strength was indeed profound; he had already expelled some of the poison while speaking, and his complexion looked slightly better.

He said, twirling prayer beads in his hand:

"This place is not suitable for us to stay long. We should find a safe place quickly and then make further plans."

With that, he turned back and sped towards the second carriage.

Xinmei's original intention was to bring along the corpses of three fellow disciples and another.

Although the carriage remained motionless and the driver was slumped to one side, the people inside were likely already in grave danger.

But Xinmei still held onto a sliver of hope.

When he opened the car door, he suddenly stopped.

His eyes widened, and two streams of hot tears fell down his cheeks.

In addition to the body lying in the makeshift coffin in the middle of the vehicle, there were two more bodies inside.

The two monks died tragically, just like the driver.

Only the oldest monk was still alive in the car, but he was on the verge of death.

Chu Liuxiang watched Xinmei's retreating figure from afar, already guessing what had happened, but could only sigh heavily.

That's just how it is for people who travel the martial arts world; they often lose their lives suddenly without even knowing when.

This is also why Ah Fei wants to make money as soon as possible and upgrade all the martial arts he learned through the system to the top level.

Only in this way can one avoid dying inexplicably one day.

Lin Xian'er's business should have started by now, which is her first stable source of income.

But that's just a small fraction; the bulk of the cost comes from within yourself.

Ah Fei has already planned to start building his own power immediately after acquiring the wealth of 'Shaolin'.

With their own power, they can use their familiarity with the ancient dragon world to send people to collect treasures scattered throughout the world.

For example, the secret room of "Qingyi First Building" and "Emei Mountain Earth Spirit Palace".

Furthermore, it can absorb other forces and plunder their accumulated wealth.

For example, the "Money Gang" and the "Green Dragon Society".

With money, one can become stronger, and with greater strength, one can gain even more power, thus entering a virtuous cycle.

Only in this way can we get closer and closer to our goals.