I am Jinshan Youxia

The person impersonating him must be highly skilled in martial arts to deceive Li Qingluo and Wang Yuyan; he is very likely one of the ten thousand people he saved in Suzhou.

Besides Murong Fu, there must have been other people involved in the Valley of the Deaf and Mute, or perhaps everyone was involved?

Isn't this just a typical treasure-hunting scene from a martial arts novel? So, are there also fights over the spoils and people hiding their martial arts skills under assumed names?

This is getting more and more interesting.

Zhang Chengyi became excited. For him, fun was the most important thing. Originally, he only thought about finding Wu Yazi and Su Xinghe to improve their martial arts, then brainstorming ways to continue developing martial arts, and incidentally finding Xiao Feng, killing those messy kings in the Northwest, so he could continue to sleep and wait for the future.

I never expected something so interesting to happen. It's like giving him a chance to jump out and cause a ruckus.

The people who studied martial arts together at Leigu Mountain were all well-known figures with backgrounds. Among those he captured were monks from Shaolin Temple, monks from Tianlong Temple, and the Tan family from Chongxiao Cave in Taihang Mountain...

Even those who joined later to study martial arts were all renowned masters in the martial arts world; they wouldn't dare show their faces without a lineage or background.

"If we want to make this a real mess, we can't go looking for them. It's too much trouble to go looking for them one by one. Let them come looking for me instead."

Zhang Chengyi had already come up with a plan to cause a big scene and have some fun, and the smile on his face grew brighter and brighter.

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A few minutes later, in the front hall of the Li residence.

"Uncle Zhang, I apologize for not greeting you sooner."

Li Qingluo, who looked very old, bowed and said in a somewhat hoarse voice.

“I have a question.” Zhang Chengyi looked at the mother and daughter and asked in confusion, “The Northern Darkness True Qi can prolong life and maintain youth, so how come you two are aging so quickly?”

I hadn't realized before that Wang Yuyan's age and appearance seemed to be quite similar, but now that I see the much older Li Qingluo, I realize something is wrong.

"To be honest, Uncle Zhang," Li Qingluo said with a hint of bitterness, "we stayed in the Valley of Immortality for a while."

They stayed for a little over a month, and with the support of the Northern Darkness True Qi, they didn't die of old age after just a few days like the other residents of the Valley of Immortality. They thought everything would be fine, but within a year, the mother and daughter, along with the other Lingjiu Palace disciples who entered the valley together, all aged more than ten years rapidly.

"Is it really that strange? You live in it and then you age as soon as you come out." Zhang Chengyi clicked his tongue in amazement. Tianlong World is just a martial arts world, but it does have some really powerful rare and exotic beasts. Now there is a place that can really make people live forever and age as soon as they come out. It doesn't seem like such an incredible place.

However, he was indeed interested in going there to stay and see what the underlying principle was.

Although he couldn't adjust his body to be younger, maintaining the age he was when he logged into the body was no problem. Even if he got older, he could easily adjust back to his original state.

Of course, even without the ability to adjust his age, he would still go and do something reckless; how could players not do something reckless?

Judging from his voice and expression, Li Qingluo knew that Grandpa Zhang was getting restless. She wanted to dissuade him, but felt it was unnecessary to say anything herself. She figured Su Xinghe would persuade his family head to stop. So she bowed deeply again and said:

"Uncle Zhang, my daughter and I acted improperly and are willing to accept the punishment."

Chapter 112 Exploiting Others

The next day, early in the morning, there was an inn.

"Hey everyone, good morning."

Zhang Chengyi stood at the top of the stairs carrying his bundle. He saw a large group of martial arts practitioners carrying weapons and greeted everyone who looked over with a smile.

I visited the Li residence yesterday, and today I'm setting off for the Valley of Immortality. I'm not staying at the Li residence because my luggage is still at the Li Inn.

The man who had traded intelligence with him the day before walked down from him with a knife on his back and said in a very low voice, "If you want to live, either don't leave the county town for the Li residence, or throw the gold down."

Clearly, the dozens of people in this hall were all there for the rumored fat sheep.

"Thank you." Zhang Chengyi said his thanks, then walked downstairs step by step, the money bag swaying gently at his waist attracting everyone's attention.

The innkeeper, sweating profusely, walked over, bowing and scraping, and said, "Sir, could you please settle your bill?"

“No problem.” Zhang Chengyi reached into his money pouch, took out a few taels of silver and tossed it over, saying, “Consider the extra as a tip.”

"This……"

The shopkeeper held the silver in both hands, hesitated for a long time, and then gritted his teeth and said, "It's...it's not enough."

He couldn't afford to offend the old man in front of him, but he couldn't afford to offend any of the other old men either.

"Hmm?" Zhang Chengyi turned his head to the side and made a questioning nasal sound.

"Snapped!"

The swordsman who once shouted that he wanted to sleep with the Queen of Dali slammed his sword on the table and said, "Hey you, you invited him but not me. Aren't you looking down on me?"

This 'he' is naturally the man carrying the knife.

"And me too."

"Me too!"

People started shouting, some just joining in the fun, others with greedy eyes looking at their money bags.

Zhang Chengyi looked around, his expression still cheerful, completely disproportionate to his tall and muscular physique. Only after the noise subsided did he say, "So it seems you all want to freeload off me?"

The swordsman forced a smile and said, "So what if it is, and so what if it isn't?"

“It’s very simple.” Zhang Chengyi pointed.

"Boom!"

The swordsman's imagination ran wild. Yellow, white, and red substances flowed slowly. The corpse, with its eyes wide open, stiffened for a few seconds before turning to its side. Its elbow knocked over the wine jug, which exploded with a bang, and the corpse fell to the ground.

This sound was like the sounding of a horn.

"An expert in internal martial arts!"

"Kill him!"

Swords and blades were drawn with a clang, and someone shouted, as the sharp edges of blades and swords rushed towards them.

"Oh my god!"

The shopkeeper was so frightened that he trembled and couldn't hold the silver in his hands. He threw it out with both hands and curled up at the bottom of the stairs.

"when!"

The man carrying a knife actually drew his sword and stood in front of Zhang Chengyi, blocking the longsword opposite him, and said in a cold voice, "Go!"

Standing at the top of the stairs, he was now an impregnable fortress, and no one could cross him unless they stepped on his corpse.

Then the attack came like a storm. He knew he couldn't dodge in time, and the next second his shoulder was pierced. He gritted his teeth and prepared to die there.

"He who eats another's food is bound to him." He was fed and cared for for two days and two nights. If he were to leave without a word, would he still be human?

Those who venture into the world of martial arts are always risking their lives; it doesn't matter when they lose their heads. Martial arts heroes are all about living life to the fullest.

"Swoosh!" A soft spear silently approached, suddenly straightened, and pierced the air with a sharp sound, about to penetrate his head.

"Whoo~"

The man with the sword felt a sudden lightness in his body, and he floated away, landing at the tightly closed entrance of the inn. Gripping his thick-backed single-edged sword, he glanced at Zhang Chengyi beside him out of the corner of his eye. Despite his surprise, he made the correct judgment and said:

"Don't drag me down, go."

Internal martial arts masters are not uncommon, and they may even be disciples of prestigious sects. However, in this confined environment, being approached by external martial arts masters who are mostly proficient in body-forging techniques would likely result in certain death.

This has been how it's been all these years; the chaotic martial arts world has long since had its rules reshaped by the Body Tempering Method.

No matter how strong one's internal energy and true qi are when used in martial arts, one is still just a mortal. A refined weapon, relying on excellent reaction and fighting skills, can destroy any kind of divine skill with a single strike.

"That's great."

Zhang Chengyi squinted at the martial arts figures rushing towards him with murderous intent, a smirk playing on his lips. He had been traveling with Su Xinghe and the Eight Friends of Hangu Pass, and Su Xinghe had handled all the problems perfectly, so there was no way that any desperate martial arts figures would dare to come to him.

Having experienced it now, it has a unique charm.

These people might be willing to risk their lives to fight for money, power, martial arts skills, or just for a moment of anger. They might even do it just because they glanced at him a few times.

Even though they knew the swordsman would be instantly killed, the others did not hesitate at all.

Yes, those who travel the world and hesitate when faced with problems won't survive long.

Zhang Chengyi, without a trace of arrogance, clapped his hands together, unleashing a torrent of force.

"boom!"

Several martial arts practitioners were instantly sent flying by the force of the palm strike, crashing into the staircase and embedding themselves in the wall with a crack.

"Crack!" Zhang Chengyi stepped back slightly, his longsword slashing down close to his face. His clothes billowed in the wind from the blade. He raised his hand slightly and grabbed his enemy's wrist, stabbing it forcefully to the side.

"Pfft!"

The man, stabbed through the neck, had a ferocious expression. Drops of blood splattered but were stopped by the released true energy and fell through the air.

"Crack!"

The swordsman's wrist was broken, but he was a tough guy and didn't make a sound. He took out lime from his waist and sprinkled it on the broken wrist.

Zhang Chengyi suddenly released his true energy, forcing the lime and the thrown hidden weapons to stop, and he gripped the longsword that he had just obtained.

"bass!"

With a flash of sword light, the expressions and movements of the dozen or so people nearby froze, and a bloody gash appeared on their necks.

The blood that had just been blocked fell to the ground with a "drip," followed by a scene of large-scale dismemberment of corpses.

The surviving martial arts practitioners decisively began to scatter and flee. Although most of them were complete strangers, they acted with remarkable coordination, and almost no one ran in the same direction.

But Zhang Chengyi was faster. His figure was like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, he killed most of the people. Only two people escaped by climbing out of the window. He flashed to the corner of the inn and punched the wall hard.

"boom!"

The wall was pierced through along with the fleeing wanderer outside, causing the entire inn to shake and dust to fly everywhere.

There's one more.

With a tug and a pull, the wall collapsed, and he came to the street. The terrified passersby all ran away. The last remaining martial arts practitioner had already run far away, out of the range of the Six Meridians Divine Sword. He threw away the corpse, snapped the blade in his hand with a crack, and threw the broken blade away.

"Whoosh! Thump!"

The last wandering swordsman was struck squarely in the back by the broken blade, which caused him to crash into a hay cart, roll twice, and fall to the ground, already a corpse.

Zhang Chengyi glanced back at the shopkeeper, who was cowering at the bottom of the stairs, and said in his still gentle voice:

"Shouldn't they have enough money to settle their debts?"

Chapter 113 Valley of Immortality

"You've gotten yourself into trouble. You'd better get out of here."