Martial Arts Crossover: I am the strongest demonic monk of Tianlong Temple

He set up the Ingenious Chess Game precisely to find a successor who possessed excellent comprehension, temperament, and appearance.

The young monk before me is of impeccable appearance and demeanor, undoubtedly the best choice.

However, being able to witness the execution of the traitor Ding Chunqiu with his own eyes has already fulfilled his greatest obsession in this life.

Wu Yazi took a deep breath, his voice weak but solemn, "This old man is Wu Yazi, thank you for your help, Master!"

"Cleanse my household and kill this scoundrel!"

As he spoke, he struggled to bow in thanks.

"Amitabha."

Chen Mo clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and smiled, "Senior, you don't need to be so polite. In fact, this humble monk also has some connection with the Xiaoyao Sect."

"It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that I am half a disciple of the Free and Unfettered Sect."

"Half a disciple of the Free and Unfettered Sect?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Yazi was a little confused. What did it mean to be half a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect?

Chen Mo smiled slightly, "This humble monk is fortunate to have once visited the Langhuan Paradise where Senior and Senior Li once lived in seclusion."

"I obtained the 'Northern Darkness Divine Art' and the 'Lingbo Steps,' and learned the 'Lingbo Steps.'"

"That's why I said that I can also be considered half a disciple of the Free and Unfettered Sect."

"Langhuan Paradise?!"

A glint flashed in Wu Yazi's eyes as he immediately remembered that his newly accepted disciple had said that his "Northern Darkness Divine Skill" was taught to him by her husband.

"You...you are the husband my disciple was talking about—Chen Mo?!"

He tried asking, after all, this young monk was a member of the Buddhist order, and it would be embarrassing if he made a mistake.

Chen Mo nodded.

Wu Yazi was a little embarrassed. When he first heard Chen Mo's name, he thought he was an ordinary-looking guy. It seems that he had a preconceived notion.

Well, now is clearly not the time to worry about appearances.

He hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Is she...is she alright?"

Chen Mo naturally knew who Wu Yazi was asking. "She only left one sentence: kowtow to her a thousand times, serve her, and kill all the members of the Xiaoyao Sect."

"Cough...cough..."

Wu Yazi coughed violently again, his eyes flashing with pain, understanding, helplessness, and so on.

Finally, it turned into a long sigh, her breath growing weaker and weaker, "Alas... it's not her fault, it's... it was I who wronged her first... it's not her fault..."

Just then.

The surging aura around Mu Wanqing gradually calmed down.

She slowly opened her eyes, a glint of light flashing in them, and her entire demeanor underwent a dramatic transformation.

More than seventy years of pure Northern Darkness True Qi flowed continuously within her body, truly elevating her to the ranks of the world's top masters.

She saw Chen Mo at first glance, and happily stood up, calling out, "Husband."

Chen Mo patted her head and shook his head.

Mu Wanqing followed his gaze and felt a sudden pang of pain in her heart when she saw Wuyazi, who was weak and withered.

"Master!"

She immediately stepped forward and knelt down.

Wu Yazi looked at her, his eyes showing relief and understanding. He knew his time was running out.

A streak of light flew out from her sleeve and landed steadily in Mu Wanqing's hand.

“Disciple, this is the Seven Treasures Ring, the token of the leader of the Free and Unfettered Sect.”

"From now on... you are... the third generation... leader of the Free and Unfettered Sect."

"The future of the Free and Unfettered Sect is entrusted to..."

Before he could finish speaking, his raised hand fell limply to his sides, and the light in his eyes dimmed completely.

His head tilted slightly to one side, and he breathed his last.

Wu Yazi himself was severely injured, with all four limbs broken and his tendons and veins completely destroyed.

He has survived until now entirely thanks to his profound Northern Darkness True Qi.

Now that his powers have been completely dissipated, it's already quite an achievement that he can hold on long enough to exchange a few words with Mu Wanqing.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Mu Wanqing and Su Xinghe cried out in grief at the same time, and a deep sorrow filled the cave.

Su Xinghe even banged his head on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

Even though he had expected it, he still couldn't help but feel sad.

Chen Mo stood to the side, his hands clasped together, reciting the Rebirth Sutra for Wu Yazi.

"Namo Amitabha Night, Duotagadu Night..."

“Amitabha… Vikaranta…”

"..."

Chapter 88 The Matter at Leigushan is Over

On the summit of Leigu Mountain, a new grave quietly stands.

Su Xinghe stood before the grave, his expression sorrowful, and remained silent for a long time.

My master has passed away, and my heart feels empty.

"Senior Brother Su, what are your plans for the future?"

Mu Wanqing asked softly.

Su Xinghe wiped away his tears and sighed, "Now that the old scoundrel Ding Chunqiu is dead, I no longer need to pretend to be deaf and dumb."

"But my master has just passed away, and I wish to observe three years of mourning for him here, to do my part as a disciple."

He looked at Mu Wanqing, "Where is the sect leader's junior sister?"

Mu Wanqing pondered for a moment, "I want to fulfill my master's unfulfilled wish—to collect all the martial arts techniques in the world."

Su Xinghe nodded and didn't say anything more.

Although we don't know exactly how powerful this junior sister's martial arts are, it's likely that few in the martial arts world can rival her.

Moreover, with someone like Chen Mo by his side, even if there are some troubles, he doesn't need to worry too much.

Chen Mo and Mu Wanqing bowed solemnly to Wu Yazi's tombstone before turning and descending the mountain.

……

The mountain road winds its way through the mountains.

"Husband, where shall we go next?"

Mu Wanqing asked curiously.

Chen Mo's gaze fell on the Seven Treasures Ring on her right thumb, and he smiled gently, "Naturally, I'm going to the Heavenly Mountain Spirit Vulture Palace to meet your grandmaster uncle..."

Before he finished speaking, a series of silvery giggles came from the treetops nearby.

"Little Master, I've been waiting for you here for so long, and I'm so glad you've finally come down the mountain."

With that alluring voice, a graceful figure descended.

Barefoot, she lightly touched the ground; it was Wanwan, the witch of the Yin Kui Sect.

Her eyes sparkled, her smile was radiant, and her gaze was fixed intently on Chen Mo.

Upon seeing this, Mu Wanqing immediately stepped forward and stood in front of Chen Mo.

Her usually aloof face was now filled with wariness. "Witch, what do you want?"

Wanwan looked at Mu Wanqing in front of her, and her previous nonchalance instantly vanished, her brows furrowing slightly.

Not right.

It hadn't been long since they last met, but the girl in front of her gave her a completely different feeling than when they were on Leigu Mountain.

His aura was restrained, yet it subtly revealed an unfathomable and powerful force, which made her feel a slight pressure.

"Little sister, it hasn't been that long since we last met, and your cultivation has improved so much. It truly surprises your older sister."

As Wanwan spoke, she reached out to take Mu Wanqing's hand.

In reality, he was secretly channeling his Heavenly Demon True Qi, trying to test the depth of his abilities.

The moment her fingertips touched Mu Wanqing's wrist, a sudden change occurred.

what? !

She felt an overwhelming suction force, firmly grasping the wisp of demonic energy that had been protruding.

What alarmed Wanwan even more was that the suction force was subtly pulling at her aura, as if it wanted to draw away all the Heavenly Demon True Qi in her body!

The Heavenly Demon Art?!

No, that's not right!

It's not the Heavenly Demon Art!

This is just a technique somewhat similar to my own Heavenly Demon Great Art.

She acted decisively, her Heavenly Demon Technique suddenly activating, and an invisible wall of energy rose around her, forcefully severing the connection of that true energy.

As if burned, he jerked his right hand back, lightly stepped back several paces, and distanced himself from Mu Wanqing.

"you……"

Wanwan's red lips parted slightly, her beautiful eyes fixed on Mu Wanqing, revealing a hint of fear.