Zongwu: Invincible from Huang Rong

Su Yun sat back on the throne, retracted the pressure of the heavenly aura, and sneered sarcastically:

"I have no grudges against your Emei Sect. If there is nothing else, I won't bother to care about you."

"But you, you keep provoking me, do you really think I'm made of clay?"

Miejue struggled to get up, but did not stand up. Instead, he knelt on the ground tremblingly, vomiting blood from his mouth, but still couldn't stop saying: "This matter is all my fault. I am willing to pay any price, just ask, just ask Master Su to let my disciple go."

"People are just mean! Unless they are slapped and hurt, they don't know what to do and what not to do."

Su Yun put Jingxuan on the table, shattered her shoes and socks, put her feet on the Nibelungen, and then played with the one and a half pounds in front of her with both hands.

When Miejue saw the humiliating look on his disciple's face, he became furious and raised his hand to slap him on the face, left and right, left and right, until the slaps left only residual shadows.

"Stop it." Su Yun raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Jingxuan's face, looked at Miejue indifferently, whose face had swollen like a pig's head, and said in a cold tone: "If you had known this would happen, why did you do it in the first place?"

"Since you are so sincere, I will allow you to be a disciple every day. I will use you when you need to practice, and it doesn't matter when you don't need to."

"As for you, humph, you look like this, I can't eat you even if I turn off the lights. You should just be a brothel owner and teach your disciples to be docile and sensible."

Seeing the death in Miejue's eyes, Su Yun added: "Until Wudang Mountain."

Hope ignited in Miejue's eyes, mixed with guilt towards Jingxuan, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Thank you, Lord Su, for your magnanimity."

"If you had been so obedient earlier, there would have been nothing wrong. Come here, hold her and help her move."

Miejue's body stiffened, but he still slowly stood up and picked up Jingxuan.

……

The rest of the way.

Everyone discovered that the Emei Sect was always speeding up their efforts, wanting to get to Wudang Mountain as soon as possible.

But this conflicts greatly with He Zudao's plan.

He Zudao did not want to harm Zhang Sanfeng, but wanted to use Su Yun to consume the rest of the heavenly perfection. This would have to wait until after they reached Wudang Mountain, and Zhang Sanfeng's pressure would be much less.

That's why he wanted to slow down while walking.

He told Yu Lianzhou about this because Song Yuanqiao was no longer trustworthy in his eyes.

"This matter must be done no matter what. Those people claim to have contacted the gods behind the scenes, but I don't believe them at all!"

He Zudao leaned against the wall. They traveled a hundred miles in three days. This speed could be described as a turtle's crawl. Yet even Su Yun did not raise any objection.

This made him a little uneasy.

Yu Lianzhou sat facing the light, but he lowered his head, his expression was a little dim, and he said in a hoarse voice: "What does Master mean?"

"If they don't contact us, we will! Tell those celestial beings that Su Yun has a technique that can help him break through the celestial beings, as well as the spirit of the white deer from the Mongolian grasslands!"

He Zudao's face showed a bit of viciousness. Under his drooping eyelids, his cloudy eyes brightened for a moment. He sighed and said, "Since ancient times, there has never been anyone who has made such rapid progress as Su Yun, so I absolutely don't believe that those people would not be tempted by his skills!"

Yu Lianzhou thought for a while, finally nodded, and said: "I will contact the person, but where should we start? At this speed, we can reach Wudang in three months at most."

"Don't worry, there is a Yellowstone Town ahead, and there are people waiting there."

He Zudao's face was a little gloomy. "Although that man is not Su Yun's opponent, he may be able to hurt Su Yun if he fights to the death. As long as Su Yun is injured, those who are still hesitating will definitely become firm."

He Zudao exhaled a breath of foul air, slowly opened his eyes, and said: "Your master is now at a critical juncture. If he succeeds, the world will be clear. If he fails, the world will be shrouded in catastrophe in the future."

Yu Lianzhou's heart tightened. This was the first time he heard of this matter, so he did not dare to hesitate at all. He stood up and left in a hurry.

When the footsteps outside the door stopped, a shadow walked out of the darkness. It was Wuhua.

"Yu Lianzhou's martial arts skills are among the best among the Seven Heroes of Wudang, but he is not in the eyes of those people." Wuhua held the Buddhist beads in his hand, with a smile of wisdom on his face, and a little madness in his smile, "How about telling me the rest of the plan? Who is your hidden hand? After all, I told you the identities of those people, didn't I?"

Wuhua never makes a detailed plan because he knows that the more detailed the plan, the more links it has, the more people are involved, the more loopholes there are, and the greater the possibility of encountering accidents. This is what they often say: man proposes, God disposes.

So after being beaten by Su Yun, he started to have ideas.

You are never the only one with ambitions, but now there are too many people above you, so many that you dare not raise your head.

Then why not unite and turn the world upside down?

So he found He Zudao and told him everything that happened that day.

But unexpectedly, He Zudao was not at all surprised, and even had a hidden plan in place.

"When it's time for you to know, I'll tell you, young man, it's not a good thing to be too thoughtful. Being too curious will kill the cat!"

On the table in front of He Zudao was a chessboard, a chess endgame. Yu Lianzhou had been sitting there for half an hour without making a single move.

Now Wuhua is sitting opposite.

He smiled and said, "If I can beat you, could you please tell me your next move?"

"I don't trust you," He Zudao said hesitantly, but his tone was not as firm as before.

The three arts of music, chess and sword were also his obsessions.

Wuhua didn't care and picked up a black piece and dropped it.

The two played chess from day to night, and from night to early the next morning.

Then it’s time to seal the chess pieces, get on the road, play chess, seal the chess pieces, and get on the road.

Until the third day.

Wuhua finally defeated He Zudao.

"Alas! The Yangtze River's waves behind push the waves ahead. Young man, deep love does not last long, and extreme wisdom will hurt you. With such a deep mind and scheming, I'm afraid there will be no good reward in the future."

He Zudao threw the chess piece on the chessboard, which was absolutely rare for someone who was addicted to chess.

But there was nothing strange about Wuhua's expression.

He would have done the same if he had lost.

He Zudao was silent for a long time, then slowly said, "Have you heard of the Island of Heroes?"

……

Ji Xiaofu was standing in front of Su Yun.

At Ji Xiaofu's feet was Ming Jue, who was kneeling down to take off her shoes.

"Master..."

When Ji Xiaofu saw her master's humble appearance, tears fell from her eyes like pearls and she was choked with sobs and unable to speak.

Compared to the Miejue who had the suicidal intention at the beginning, Miejue at this moment was a bit more smooth and flattering. The hostility between his brows dissipated and his face became much softer.

It seems to be similar to the description in the original book - her face is as white as frost and her appearance is quite beautiful.

Kneeling on the ground, with two small clips and two strings of money hanging on her extinct pear, she was wearing a gauze that could not cover her snow-white and raised buttocks. She walked in front like a guide dog and brought Ji Xiaofu to Su Yun.

Ji Xiaofu, who was following behind, could clearly see three silk threads hanging from the gap of extinction.

That was the Mianzi Bell "given" by Su Yun, an aid to sexual intercourse used by the ancients. It looked like small copper beads, and some were even smaller, shaped like broad beans, hollow inside, and filled with mercury or other rolling objects.

It is recorded that "The bell is extremely thin and incomparable. It is as big as a small soybean, with a little bird liquid inside and 72 layers of thin copper outside. It is suspected to be made by ghosts and gods. If you put it on the table, it will keep spinning. Holding it will make you feel numb all over. If you are not careful in storing it, it will break. If it is damaged in the slightest, it cannot be repaired and will be useless. The bird liquid comes from deep valleys in the mountains, left by exotic birds. It is as bright and smooth as pearls and is very difficult to obtain."

Jin Pinmei explained: She is thin and delicate, and can easily borrow strength from others, and can make the sound of cicadas. She can make beautiful women tremble, and can help the kidneys to be majestic. She is known as the golden-faced brave pioneer, the best in fighting and conquering, and she is famous for Mian Ziling.

In short, it is something used to add interest.

but!

This thing is extremely powerful. The woman in Jin Ping Mei used one and accidentally hit her arm with it. Immediately, half of her body became numb and she couldn't move.

But it took three pills to achieve extinction!

Ji Xiaofu simply couldn't imagine what kind of pain Miejue had endured.

"Serve well. If you serve well, your master's punishment will naturally be lighter."

Su Yun held Ji Xiaofu's hand, with a bit of cruelty in his eyes, "I remember you have a fiancé, you don't want me to torture you to death in front of him, right?"

Ji Xiaofu's original intention to resist faded away in an instant.

With the help of extinction.

Ji Xiaofu became a woman.

……

over the next few days.

The teams from various factions discovered that the Emei Sect, which had been clamoring to rush to Wudang, had now fallen behind and was traveling in parallel with that man's carriage.

Dugu Yihe said he was a guard, but some people had already understood that the Emei Sect could no longer be trusted.

Although there have been sneak attacks from demon cults and evil sects in recent days, under the protection of various factions, Zhang Cuishan and Zhang Wuji, father and son, not only did not get hurt, but they even gained a lot of weight.

The sound of horse hooves rang out.

Yin Liting rode over on his horse and first looked at the carriage with disgust. The obscene words inside were simply foul to the ears.

He got a little further away, then dismounted and greeted Miejue. He glanced at the crowd and not only did he not see the face he missed, but he also found that a few disciples were missing, so he asked:

"Excuse me, Master, where is Junior Sister Ji Xiaofu?"

Miejue frowned, with some anger in her voice, and scolded: "Everyone is on their way now, guarding against sneak attacks from evil ways and demon sects, why are you still caring about love?"

Yin Liting lowered his head in shame and did not notice the look that the female disciple behind Master Miejue subconsciously gave towards the carriage.

But he was still a little hesitant and couldn't help but say, "Master, Junior Sister Ji and I must have been emotional and polite, but there are some things I want to say..."

"If you want to say it, just say it. I'll convey it for you." Nun Miejue saw Yin Liting's puzzled eyes and realized that her attitude was wrong. She continued to hum and said, "Several disciples were injured. She is now taking care of those sisters in the back and can't come back in a short time."

Yin Liting suddenly realized something and said subconsciously, "Since Junior Sister Ji is not in the convoy, then it's nothing serious." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Master Miejue's face changed, and he hurriedly said, "Disciple suddenly remembered that there are some things ahead, so I'm leaving now. Please don't blame me, Master."

Yin Liting jumped on his horse and ran quickly to the front.

In the carriage.

Ji Xiaofu leaned against the window, biting her red lips, and refused to shout out those obscene words as before.

"He has a hot temper, unlike the others who become docile after two times!"

"..." Ji Xiaofu held back her tears and said nothing.

Su Yun is simply a devil!

Thunder, lightning, rain and dew are all acts of favor: using thunderous means to urge Ling's mentality, and using skills to show favor, under the sticks and sweet dates, even Master Miejue chose to surrender. Some fellow disciples who were still reluctant also slowly changed their mentality after repeated humiliation.

Now that my entire lineage has been wiped out, I am the only one left struggling to hold on.

Su Yun looked at her with a sneer.

In the original novel, she remained loyal and unrepentant after getting pregnant, and now she has become a saint?

"You're not going to make any noise, are you? You'd better keep quiet and bring Yin Liting here tonight."

The first half of Su Yun's words were addressed to Ji Xiaofu, and the second half was addressed to Miejue who was leaning against the carriage.

There was only grief in Ji Xiaofu's eyes...

Chapter 107: Dragon Valley, the Magician Blocks the Way

Luolong Valley.

This is the only way back to Wudang.

A figure stood upright, waiting here. He did not hide his tracks like the others, but released his aura openly. The domineering and majestic demonic energy filled the sky like rolling smoke, and dark clouds covered the sky. The whole world was like the calm before the storm.

He looked to be only about thirty years old, with an almost devilishly handsome appearance. What impressed people most was his crystal clear skin, which shone with a dazzling luster. He had long black hair, parted in the middle, hanging on his shoulders, which were much broader than those of ordinary people. He had a tall and straight nose, and his eyes were bright and shining, like lightning, hiding an almost devilish charm. One look at him guaranteed that you would never forget it for the rest of your life. Combined with his majestic figure and bearing, it made people feel uneasy.

It turned out to be the number one person in Yuan Meng - the magician Pang Ban!

But seeing his overwhelming demonic power was so intimidating that even though people were ten or a hundred miles away, it still sent chills down their spines. They were so terrified that they dared not move forward at a snail's pace.

Su Yun walked out of the carriage gracefully, his steps reaching the sky.

At first, there were only faint gusts of wind swirling at his feet, but as he soared thirty miles away, a circle of azure wind surrounded him, sounding like a dragon's roar and moving as fast as thunder.

But in a moment, Su Yun and Pang Ban were looking at each other from a distance.

Ten miles away, Su Yun let out a long roar, and the Qingming Tornado under his feet surged, turning into a long green dragon and crashing into Pang Ban.

At the same time, the figure strolled leisurely, just like a friend who happened to meet and greeted him while digesting food after a meal.

Pang Ban looked like the devil himself. His purple and red robe embroidered with gold was spotless, and he wore a silver cloak that reached the ground. He had a three-inch wide belt around his waist, and the exposed part was covered with gems, sparkling in the sunlight. This belt alone was priceless.

With such a graceful demeanor, when he saw Su Yun's "greeting", a chill froze in his eyes, and he raised his head and laughed loudly, the sound of which echoed far and wide, as if he had encountered some joyful thing.