Traveling Through the Heavens: Intercepting Duan Yu at the Beginning

Tong Lao grabbed Fade Chen's wrist and was about to leave Lingjiu Palace to look for Wuyazi.

"Uncle Master, please don't worry. Although Master's limbs are broken and his body is seriously injured, he is getting better now."

"My nephew, I found the Shaolin Yijinjing some time ago. Master has improved after practicing it. Before I left Xiaoyao Sect, his aura was getting stronger day by day. I think he will recover soon."

"This time I came to look for my uncle. On the one hand, my master asked me to go to Lingjiu Palace to find my uncle so that he could teach me the Xiaoyao Sect's ultimate martial arts. On the other hand, it was for my uncle."

"Your thirty-years power dispersal is approaching. In the past, every time you did so, your uncle would come to harass you. Although your uncle was more skilled, he always prevented him from succeeding. But this time, I, your nephew, calculated that your uncle was in a life-or-death crisis."

"Perhaps... this time, Master-Uncle won't be able to survive safely, so I, Junior-Uncle, will go to the Vulture Palace to help Master-Uncle fight the enemy!"

Chen Fei's words made Tong Lao look satisfied: "Good boy, your disciple is thoughtful."

"With that old bald donkey in Shaolin, even your master couldn't find the Yi Jin Jing, a unique skill. I didn't expect you to find it."

"It's rare that you have this kind of heart."

"As for my life-or-death crisis? Just tell me. I want to know who can pose a threat to me!"

Tong Lao narrowed her eyes. There were still a few days before her power was exhausted. If she could know in advance, she would take advantage of this time to kill all the opponents.

A threat? Dead people aren't a threat!

"Master, this matter is a long story involving many people. It won't be solved by killing one or two people."

"If you are at ease, you can just retreat and leave this matter to me."

"My nephew will definitely not let anyone harm my uncle in the slightest!"

Faced with Chen Fei's proposal, Tong Lao fell into hesitation. Her petite body paced back and forth in the hall, and after a moment she suddenly stopped.

"Okay, nephew, I'll leave this to you."

"I am about to go into seclusion and disperse my cultivation. All leaders and disciples inside and outside the Lingjiu Palace are to obey your orders."

"Although that bitch Li Qiushui is a bit worse than me, she is not someone you can deal with casually, my nephew. You should be extremely careful."

"Nephew, my life is now in your hands."

Tong Lao was originally a very suspicious person, but Chen Fei came with Wuyazi's iron ring as the leader, so she subconsciously chose to believe him.

"Master, don't worry. If there is any danger, just step over the corpse of your disciple first."

Chen Fei had a resolute expression, but he didn't care in his heart.

If he really encountered an insurmountable danger, he would definitely slip away. Tong Lao was only his uncle, not his master. They had only met for the first time and there was no deep affection between them.

We met by chance, why should we fight for our lives?

Chapter 34: It's not that the Dragon Subduing Palm is not good, but that the Tianshan Six Yang Palm is more suitable

After Tong Lao handed over the management rights of the Nine Heavens and Nine Divisions to Fade Chen, she began to prepare for her retreat to disperse her skills.

The power dispersal that occurs once every thirty years is not just about dispersing the power and starting over. A lot of preparations need to be made before that.

"Young Master, my grandmother instructed me before she went into seclusion that if you need to practice martial arts, please come with me."

Yu Po, the great leader of the Nine Heavens and Nine Tribes, is an old woman in her forties or fifties. Judging from her appearance, she must have been a beauty when she was young.

"Thank you, Grandma Yu!"

"Young Master, please don't do this. I don't deserve it!"

Grandma Yu lowered her head in a hurry. Chen Fei was Tong Lao's nephew and the young master of the Xiaoyao Sect. This was Tong Lao's master's sect. How could they, as slaves, dare to deserve Chen Fei's thanks?

"Grandma Yu, don't be so reserved. Just treat me as a junior."

Grandma Yu was slightly stunned. She didn't expect that the young master would be so easy to talk to.

She led Fade Chen through an underground passage and finally arrived in front of a stone chamber. "Young Master, this is where Grandma usually goes into seclusion."

"The stone wall inside records the techniques that Grandma practiced. You can learn them on your own."

"If you need anything, just pull the rope on the stone wall. There's a bell tied to the other end of the rope. My subordinates will come over when they hear the sound."

Tong Lao is in seclusion to disperse her power, so naturally she would not be in the place where she practices daily. Only a few confidants in the palace know where Tong Lao is at the moment.

A cunning rabbit has three burrows. An old monster like Tong Lao, who has lived for nearly a hundred years, probably has hollow eyelashes and naturally won't trust anyone.

Chen Fei couldn't help but sigh that in the original novel, Boss Wu was extremely lucky to be able to capture Tong Lao after her power was dissipated.

The door of the stone chamber closed, and only Fade Chen was left inside. He looked around, his eyes burning with passion.

There were no oil lamps in the stone chamber, only glowing night pearls inlaid on the stone walls, illuminating the entire chamber.

With the help of the light of these night pearls, different carvings appeared in front of Chen Fei.

The Tianshan Six Yang Palm, the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand, and even the Eight Desolations and Six Directions Only I Am Supreme skill practiced by Tong Lao, these three martial arts were all carved on the stone wall and displayed there in broad daylight, so there was no need to worry about anyone stealing them.

This shows how confident Tong Lao is in her own abilities.

The Xiaoyao Sect has three different internal skills. The first is the Beiming Divine Art practiced by Wuyazi, the second is the Xiaowuxiang Art practiced by Li Qiushui, and the third is the Bahuang Liuhe Weiwo Zunzhe Art practiced by Wu Xingyun.

According to the analysis of many fans of the book in the previous life, these three skills seemed to be separated from one magical skill, and the founder of the Xiaoyao Sect, Xiaoyaozi, practiced a complete and unified skill.

Because of the talents and personality issues of his three disciples, Xiaoyaozi divided this magical skill into three parts and let them each practice one.

Chen Fei didn't know whether the news was true or not, and Wuyazi didn't know either, but the "I Am the Only One in the Eight Desolations and Six Directions" skill was right in front of him, and there was no reason for him not to write it down.

Chen Fei had an excellent memory. After only a quarter of an hour, he had memorized every word of the "I Am the Only One in the Eight Desolations and Six Directions" technique in his mind.

Afterwards, he stopped wasting time and began to practice and study the two martial arts, Tianshan Zhemei Hand and Tianshan Liuyang Palm. This was one of the main purposes of his coming to Lingjiu Palace.

As long as he learns these two martial arts, Chen Fei's combat effectiveness will be greatly improved.

Chen Fei has a strong learning ability and his comprehension is so terrifying that even Wuyazi feels inferior to him.

He began to practice each move of the Tianshan Six Yang Palm carving on the wall. The first time he seemed a little unfamiliar, but the second time he was quite fluent. The third time, it seemed as if he had practiced this set of palm techniques for many years.

For a moment, the stone chamber was filled with the sound of applause and wind, whistling non-stop.

In Lingjiu Palace, as Tong Lao went into seclusion to disperse her power, Chen Fei also temporarily went into seclusion to practice martial arts. For a while, the entire Lingjiu Palace fell into a state of high alert.

Hundreds of disciples from the Nine Heavens and Nine Divisions were divided into two groups, ready to guard the Lingjiu Palace at any time.

They learned from Chen Fei that Tong Lao would have a mortal enemy coming to seek revenge, and there would be other enemies coming too, so no one dared to be careless.

Seven days passed in a flash. During these three days, Lingjiu Palace was calm, but the door of the stone chamber that had been closed for three days slowly opened, and Chen Fei walked out slowly with a smile on his face.

"The Tianshan Six Yang Palm is indeed one of the Xiaoyao Sect's most advanced martial arts. Compared to the extremely strong and masculine Twenty-Eight Dragon Subduing Palms, the Tianshan Six Yang Palm is more suitable for me."

It is said that the Twenty-Eight Dragon Subduing Palms was tailor-made for Xiao Feng, and this is indeed true. Although he also practiced this set of palm techniques and brought it to the great perfection level, Chen Fei always felt that he could not compare to Xiao Feng.

It was not until he practiced the Tianshan Six Yang Palm that he realized that the problem was not with the person, but with the compatibility of the palm technique.

At the same level, Chen Fei's power when using the Tianshan Six Yang Palm is at least 20% higher than when using the Twenty-Eight Dragon Subduing Palms.

As for the Tianshan Zhemei Hand, this martial art can only be considered as an entry-level skill nowadays.

Tianshan Zhemei Hand is also known as Six-Way Zhemei Hand. It has three palm techniques and three grappling techniques. However, it is not as powerful as Tianshan Liuyang Palm or Li Qiushui's Baihong Palm. However, its advantage is that it can continuously integrate other martial arts.

No matter it is palm technique, fist technique, sword technique or knife technique, as long as it is martial arts, it can be integrated into this martial arts.

In the words of Tong Lao, this martial art can never be fully learned.

Currently, Fade Chen has only learned the basic framework of the Tianshan Zhemei Hand. If he wants to cultivate it to the highest level, he needs to constantly integrate it into the martial arts of various schools and sects in the world.

"It seems that the matter here is over. I have to go to Gusu Mantuo Villa."

"My good senior sister moved all the secret manuals from Langhuan Blessed Land. Now, it can be said that it is the place with the most martial arts secret manuals in the world."

Chen Fei was eyeing the countless secret manuals in Wang Yuyan's home. Those were originally the assets of the Xiaoyao Sect. It was reasonable for him to return them to the Xiaoyao Sect now.

"Meet the Young Master!"

The girl's clear voice, like an oriole, rang out. Chen Fei turned around and saw four identical women appearing beside him.

Not only their looks, but also their clothes, accessories and hairstyles are all the same. These four people are the Four Sword Attendants of Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum.

"How long has it been since I went into seclusion?"

"Young Master, seven days have passed since you went into seclusion."

"It's been seven days. The time of retreat has passed so quickly. Has anything happened recently? Is my old master uncle well?"

"The sisters in the palace patrolled day and night and found nothing unusual. Grandma is still in seclusion."

The four sword servants answered honestly. As Tong Lao's personal maids, they were naturally qualified to know where Tong Lao was really in seclusion.

"Well, judging by the time, those clowns should be about to take action!"

"During this period, you must continue to strengthen patrols. If you encounter Li Qiushui, don't waste your life. I will go down the mountain to investigate and will be back soon!"

Chen Fei calculated the time and thought that the people from the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands must have gathered at the foot of the mountain. Instead of guarding against thieves for a thousand days, it would be better to catch them all in one fell swoop.

Chapter 35: The Ten Thousand Immortals Conference? Such a great reputation

The moon was bright in the sky. In the wild mountains at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, insects should have been chirping in the night. However, at this moment, the sound was filled with the wailing of humans, full of a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

"What a great Murong Fu! Even if you are known as the Southern Murong, it doesn't matter. Today, all the people from the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands are here. If you dare to hurt our brothers, don't even think about leaving."

A middle-aged man, no more than three feet tall, stood on a huge square tripod, his face full of fierceness.

In front of him was a handsome young man and two men in their thirties, one of whom was slightly fat and extremely ugly.

These three people were Murong Fu and his two ministers who happened to pass by.

"I've already said that we're just passing through here, and you're the ones who're making things difficult for us."

"I didn't want to be your enemy, but you guys kept pushing me. You can't blame me, Murong Fu!"

Murong Fu looked around and saw that the three of them were surrounded by hundreds of people. Although there were no first-rate masters among these people, there were many second-rate warriors among them.

Most of the remaining ones were also third-rate warriors. Even if Murong Fu was a first-rate warrior, he would only be defeated if he faced the siege of so many people.

As for his two subordinates Bao Bu Ti and Feng Bo'e, they are likely to die here.

Therefore, deep down in his heart, Murong Fu still did not want to end up in a situation where both sides would be destroyed.

"Good boy, we haven't set foot in the Central Plains for many years, so your names like Qiao Feng in the north and Murong in the south are so famous. What do you call this? It's like when there's no tiger in the mountain, the monkey becomes king."

"Since I've met you today, I'll let your grandfather see what the so-called "returning kindness as you would have done" is all about."

The dwarf, who is only three feet tall, is named Sang Tugong. He was born in the Bilin Cave in western Sichuan. He is one of the thirty-six cave masters and his strength is ranked among the best among all people.

Sang Tugong is good at hidden weapons and underground escape. As his hands dance like afterimages, countless steel needles shoot out densely around him in 360 degrees without any blind spots.

what...

Screams rang out one after another. Murong Fu and the other two waved their weapons to resist, but there were too many hidden weapons. In just a moment, Feng Bo'e and Bao Bu Tong were hit.

The steel needle contained a deadly poison, and the moment it hit them, the two men felt powerless all over.

Of course, those under the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands were the ones who were poisoned the most. Because of Sang Tugong's indiscriminate attacks, dozens or even hundreds of people fell under his steel needles.

Murong Fu, who could no longer bear it, pointed the sword in his hand directly at Sang Tugong. Although the people of the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands were proficient in various unconventional methods that made it difficult to defend against them, Murong Fu was a first-class master after all. If they really fought, how could these people be his opponents?

Sang Tugong, who was killing everyone just a moment ago, was forced to flee in all directions under Murong Fu's life-threatening attack.

But in the end, he was forced out from the ground by Murong Fu's sword energy, his clothes torn, obviously injured by the sword energy.

Ding!

Murong Fu swung the long sword in his hand, about to kill Sang Tugong, but a bright knife light came out from the side and saved Sang Tugong.

"Boss Wu, please put me down."

The one who made the move was Boss Wu, one of the 72 island masters. His strength was ranked among the top three among all people, but he was a little nervous when facing Murong Fu, who was at the first-class level.

"Don't talk nonsense. If I let you down, he will hunt you down."

"If you know what's good for you, take out the antidote. Otherwise, not only Murong Fu, but the brothers will not let you go either."

Boss Wu accurately saw the situation on the field. Lord Sang Tu accidentally injured his own people. If they were not treated in time and the poison took effect and killed a few of them, then an internal fight would break out before the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference even started.

"Here, here, here is the antidote."

Sang Tugong was no fool, so he naturally understood Boss Wu's good intentions. He took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to Boss Wu, which contained the antidote.

Boss Wu threw the antidote into the kettle, and after it dissolved, he let the poisoned person drink it. After a while, the poison dissipated.

Finally, he threw the remaining antidote in the kettle to Murong Fu: "Master Murong, we have never known each other without fighting. This is the antidote, and you have seen it."

Murong Fu hesitated for a moment, took the kettle from Boss Wu, and poured it into Bao Bu Yi and Feng Bo'e's mouths. Sure enough, the poison in the two of them quickly dissipated.