All Heavens: Yin Zhiping, a Demon with a Daoist Heart!

Ma Yu stood upright on the grassland, his green Taoist robe billowing in the wind, his beard and hair dancing in the breeze, looking every bit the immortal.

But his face was tense at that moment.

"Was what Mei Chaofeng said just now true?"

Yin Zhiping said calmly, "It's true."

"So you really practiced the Nine Yin Manual?"

"Yes."

"You've also broken the rules and regulations of my Quanzhen Sect?"

"Yes."

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Uh……

Yin Zhiping smiled inwardly. Originally, he had no need to hide it. His eldest uncle was gentle and kind, unlike his master Qiu Chuji, who was irritable. It wouldn't hurt to talk about these things.

But I never expected that the reward would be increased.

"Alas!" Ma Yu sighed upon hearing this, his brow furrowed with worry. "If your master finds out about this, it will be difficult to explain. He might even cripple your martial arts and expel you from the sect."

Yin Zhiping said, "Master, my wife and I fell in love at first sight. Our love is extraordinary and our feelings are sincere. I cultivate the Nine Yin Manual in order to deal with Mei Chaofeng and save my life. I beg you, Master, to have mercy!"

Ma Yu stroked his beard and said, "It's hard to overcome the barrier of love. Your cultivation is still shallow, and you've been in the temple for a long time. It's normal to be blinded by the world's temptations when you first come down the mountain. I just hope you treat that girl with sincerity and don't betray her true feelings."

He couldn't help but think of one of his mentor Wang Chongyang's close friends from back then, someone his mentor couldn't forget even in his later years.

Yin Zhiping bowed and said, "This disciple will remember the teachings of Master!"

Ma Yu then asked, "As for the Nine Yin Manual, did you practice it on living people like the Black Wind Duo?"

"This disciple did not!"

"That's good. As long as you don't hurt anyone, you can practice it. But don't pass this evil skill on to outsiders, and don't let anyone know about it. Such a profound martial art would fascinate even the most skilled martial arts masters, blinding them with its allure."

"Your disciple will remember this!"

After giving his instructions, Ma Yu chuckled and patted Yin Zhiping on the shoulder.

He smiled kindly and said, "Good child, I used to think you had a good memory and were best suited for copying books and scriptures. I never imagined you were also a martial arts prodigy. To survive the Iron Corpse, your martial arts have improved greatly!"

Yin Zhiping said, "Senior Uncle, you flatter me. I dare not accept such praise. I can only rely on the profound mystery of the true scripture."

Ma Yu nodded and said, "However, although the Nine Yin Manual is good, it still needs to be guided by the orthodox classics of my Xuanmen. Your grandmaster often said that cultivating martial arts is not as good as a Taoist scripture. Tempering one's mind and character should be the top priority."

He secretly regretted it, because he thought Yin Zhiping was kind-hearted, intelligent, and did not care about fame or fortune, but only did ascetic practices.

If he can be properly trained, he might become the leader of the Quanzhen Sect in the future.

Who would have thought that he would break his vows after descending the mountain?

Before Ma Yu became a monk, he had a wife, Sun Bu'er, the Qingjing Sanren, who was his seventh junior sister.

Therefore, he was not opposed to the matter, but the sect had strict rules that he had to abide by, so he gave up the idea of ​​training Yin Zhiping.

Yin Zhiping complied with all of Ma Yu's instructions.

While in the temple, Master Qiu Chuji was rarely seen, but in fact, he listened to the teachings of this senior master more than his master.

Ma Yu then asked, "You've been training with Guo Jing for the past three months, right?"

Yin Zhiping feigned sudden realization: "Master Uncle-Master knows? Please don't tell Master!"

Ma Yu chuckled softly, "It's alright, you can spar with me then. I just don't know why you agreed to the Six Heroes of Jiangnan?"

Yin Zhiping said in a deep voice, "My master often says that our Taoist school emphasizes self-restraint, yielding to others, and tranquility and non-action, which I have kept in mind. My master's gambling with others for eighteen years is not something a disciple of our Taoist school would do, but I am his disciple and cannot say much, therefore..."

"Hahahaha!" Ma Yu laughed loudly, "Good boy, good boy!"

He thought to himself that Yin Zhiping's thoughts were exactly the same as his own, which showed that his years of teaching had not been in vain. It was really good, but it was a pity that he had broken the rules.

Ma Yu took out a jade pendant from his robes: "Zhiping, this jade pendant is my token. Keep it with you. If your master finds out what you've done and tries to harm you, take out this jade pendant; it will protect you!"

Yin Zhiping felt a warmth in his heart and bowed in respect.

In fact, his martial arts skills were already a step above his master Qiu Chuji's, but since his senior brother-in-law was being kind, he accepted the offer.

Ma Yu gave him a few more instructions and then went off to face the wind.

Yin Zhiping watched his senior uncle walk away, bowed respectfully from afar, and then put the jade pendant in his pocket before returning to the yurt.

He knocked gently on the door ten times, nine short knocks and one long knock, and the door opened.

Hua Zheng nestled lightly into Yin Zhiping's arms, her face tense: "You're finally back!"

Yin Zhiping held her smooth buttocks and carried her into the tent, laughing, "She's alright, she ran away."

Hua Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and said happily, "Brother Taoist is really amazing! But... what if she comes again?"

Yin Zhiping said, "She definitely won't dare to come for another year or two, so don't worry."

"That's good...that's good..."

The two lay down on the bed, and Hua Zheng leaned against Yin Zhiping's shoulder. She fell into a deep sleep in no time, seemingly having been under a lot of tension.

Until dawn.

Yin Zhiping and Hua Zheng rode their little red horse to the training area, where the group continued to instruct Guo Jing.

Since Guo Jing began learning the internal energy cultivation method and Golden Goose Skill taught by Ma Yu, his martial arts skills have improved by leaps and bounds, much to the delight of the Six Freaks over the past few months.

In fact, Guo Jing was a calm and reserved person. After being taught internal skills by Ma Yu, he was able to discard external things after practicing them, and his mind became clear, so his progress was naturally faster.

With this improvement, the Six Eccentrics assumed that he had finally figured things out after sixteen years of being dull and clumsy, and they taught him all the knowledge they had acquired in their lives, so that Yin Zhiping had to spar with him less often.

Yin Zhiping was also happy to enjoy himself, accompanying Hua Zheng to fly kites and ride horses, relaxed and carefree, just waiting for the time to come to receive the reward.

The two rode a little red horse at full speed, while a kite soared through the air, overlooking the earth.

As Yin Zhiping was gazing at the kite, he suddenly saw several riders galloping towards him from the edge of the grassland, their imposing manner raising clouds of dust.

As they got closer, they could see that they were dressed as Mongols, each with a curved knife at their waist and a fierce expression on their face.

The leader was a fat man with broad shoulders and a thick waist. When he saw the two men riding small red horses, his eyes lit up.

His warriors exclaimed joyfully, "Prince! It's that horse!"

Yin Zhiping immediately understood that this group of people had come for Little Red Horse.

Lately, Yin Zhiping has been accompanying Guo Jing in martial arts training, letting the little red horse play freely on the grassland. It seems they've been watching it and have come looking for it.

The fat man was overjoyed and gave the samurai a wink.

The warrior then said, "Hey southerner, my prince wants your horse, get down."

Yin Zhiping had not yet spoken.

Hua Zheng spoke first: "Who are you people, daring to cause trouble in the Qiyan tribe! Prince? Which prince are you?"

The samurai angrily retorted, "And who are you, daring to be so disrespectful to my prince?"

Hua Zheng said, "I am Hua Zheng, daughter of Temujin Khan!"

Everyone looked surprised.