GBP Chapter 206 Rescuing Shaolin
Chapter 206 Rescuing Shaolin
After Duan Zhengchun was expelled from his master's school, Qiu Chuji ordered the back garden to be sealed off and Lin Zhiyuan and Xiao Shiqi to move out as well, because the back garden belonged only to Duan Zhengchun.
When Duan Zhengchun returned to the back garden, he found Xiaolongnu sitting alone under the candlelight, her eyes red and in a daze, seemingly unaware that Duan Zhengchun had entered.
Seeing the lonely and sorrowful Xiaolongnu, Duan Zhengchun suddenly felt a pang of heartache. He slowly stepped forward and embraced Xiaolongnu, gently stroking her forehead as he softly said, "Don't worry, Granny Sun will not have died in vain. I will personally take the head of the Golden Wheel Monk!"
He also had deep feelings for Granny Sun. From her initial prejudice and rejection of him to her later care for him as an elder, he was deeply moved.
He was also very saddened by Grandma Sun's sudden passing, but he didn't show it.
No! His life is mine!
"I'm going to kill him with my own hands!"
But Xiaolongnu raised her head, looked at Duan Zhengchun seriously, and said with unwavering determination.
"it is good."
Duan Zhengchun nodded in agreement and hugged Xiaolongnu even tighter.
The next morning.
At the mountain gate, Qiu Chuji and his disciples personally saw Duan Zhengchun off.
"No matter what you do in the future, or what kind of person you become, never forget that you were once the most promising person in the Quanzhen Sect, and also the disciple that your master valued the most!"
Qiu Chuji looked at Duan Zhengchun and said meaningfully.
Of all his disciples, the one he was most worried about was Duan Zhengchun. Since recovering from his injuries, Duan Zhengchun had become almost a different person, becoming too unconventional. He was genuinely worried that Duan Zhengchun might accidentally go astray or offend too many people.
"Master, rest assured, your disciple will never forget!"
Duan Zhengchun nodded affirmatively, then reached into his robes and pulled out a page of a scroll, respectfully handing it to Qiu Chuji. He whispered, "This is a part of the internal energy cultivation method that I extracted from the Nine Yin Manual. I will pass it on to you, Master, today."
Upon hearing this, Qiu Chuji frowned and subconsciously withdrew his hand, but Duan Zhengchun had already forcefully shoved it into his hand.
Duan Zhengchun looked at Qiu Chuji, who was clearly somewhat resistant, and said seriously, "Don't worry, this is just an internal energy cultivation method, not some so-called evil skill. In fact, the Nine Yin Manual is not as evil as the rumors in the martial arts world suggest."
"If one's heart is righteous, even if one cultivates, one will not fall into the demonic path; it is all just an illusion."
"This internal energy cultivation method is called the Yi Jin Duan Gu Chapter. It will help several of my senior uncles recover their vitality and can be included as one of the essential internal energy cultivation methods of the Quanzhen Sect in the future."
"If the Quanzhen School wants to flourish and regain the glory it had when its founder was alive, it would be best to cultivate more outstanding disciples. It is not only I who am the hope for the future of the Quanzhen School."
Qiu Chuji hesitated for a long time before finally reaching out to take the scroll and nodding hesitantly.
"Take good care of your master."
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Duan Zhengchun gave Lin Zhiyuan some instructions, then bid farewell to everyone and left Zhongnan Mountain with Xiaolongnu.
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Three days later.
Songshan.
When Duan Zhengchun arrived at Shaolin Temple with Xiaolongnu, they found many corpses lying in the grass on both sides of the mountain path. Some were Shaolin disciples, while others were martial arts practitioners dressed in strange clothes.
"It seems we are a step too late!"
Duan Zhengchun narrowed his eyes, reached out to examine the corpse in the grass, and then found some fresh blood on the grass blades.
Judging from the scene, the fighting had just begun not long ago.
Without further hesitation, the two quickened their pace and hurried toward the mountaintop.
Outside the Great Hall of Shaolin Temple, a fierce battle was unfolding. Shaolin disciples were fighting against a group of ruthless and vicious martial artists, and they were clearly exhausted and would not be able to hold out for much longer.
On the stone steps outside the hall, Abbot Tianming of Shaolin Temple clutched his chest, looking at the Golden Wheel Monk standing opposite him with a resentful expression.
The two had just exchanged dozens of blows, and in the end, Zen Master Tianming was defeated; he was no match for the Golden Wheel Monk.
"The Imperial Preceptor's Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill is indeed extraordinary. This humble monk has learned a great deal!"
Tianming forced himself to swallow the blood in his mouth and said with a frown.
"Master's martial arts skills are indeed admirable. Shaolin Temple is indeed a thousand-year-old temple. However, since Master refuses to serve under Prince Kublai Khan, then don't blame me for being ruthless."
"From this day forward, the Shaolin Temple will cease to exist in the martial world!"
The Golden Wheel Monk looked at Zen Master Tianming with a stern face and spoke loudly.
Although he spoke very strongly, his right hand behind his back trembled slightly. He hadn't been feeling well after exchanging a palm strike with Zen Master Tianming, and had only narrowly won!
"Stop spouting nonsense! Shaolin Temple isn't something you can just destroy as you please!"
"Unless you step over our dead bodies!"
At this moment, another monk quickly stepped out from beside Zen Master Tianming, coldly looked at the Golden Wheel Dharma King, and shouted sternly.
It was none other than Wuse, the head of the Bodhidharma Institute of Shaolin Temple!
Upon hearing this, the Golden Wheel Monk frowned slightly and glanced at a woman dressed in purple with a veil covering her face.
Immediately afterwards, the woman slowly stepped out, her eyes, visible outside her veil, coldly scrutinizing Wuse, and said in a chilling voice, "Then I'll kill you first!"
His ethereal voice was filled with murderous intent.
Wuse snorted coldly, said nothing more, and charged directly at the woman in green. The two immediately clashed!
However, after only twenty moves, Wuse was directly defeated by the woman in purple! Moreover, the back of his hand had been bitten by the venomous snake released by the woman in purple!
"Junior brother?!"
Upon seeing this, Zen Master Tianming couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
Wu Se staggered back several steps before regaining his footing. Looking at the back of his hand, which was gradually turning blackish-purple, he gritted his teeth and glared at the woman in purple, coldly saying, "Despicable and shameless!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black blood!
Snakes are highly venomous!
Wu Se dared not delay. He hurriedly sat cross-legged, sealed his acupoints, and immediately began to circulate his internal energy to expel the poison. However, the snake venom was strange and could not be compared with ordinary poisons. His face quickly turned blackish-purple.
"Amitabha! You heretics and evildoers actually dare to dream of replacing the orthodox martial arts world! It's utterly laughable!"
Even if only one person remains from Shaolin today, we will not bow down to you!
At this moment, Wuxiang, the head of the Arhat Hall, also came out and said with a livid face.
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with wine, and you are seeking death!"
The woman in purple snorted coldly and suddenly attacked again, striking Wuxiang with a palm strike!
Not to be outdone, Wu Xiang also swung out a palm to meet the purple-clad woman's palm, seemingly determined to confront her head-on!
With a loud bang, the woman in green couldn't help but take a step back, while Wuxiang staggered back five steps in a row!
Shaolin Temple has suffered another defeat!
The woman in purple fought two matches and won both!
Wu Xiang's face instantly turned bright red, clearly indicating that he had suffered multiple injuries. The woman in purple was relentless and charged out like lightning, attacking Wu Xiang once again!
Seeing this, Tianming wanted to step in and block for Wuxiang, but he was powerless and had no strength left in his body.
Wu Xiang's expression changed slightly. Without time to think, he hurriedly unleashed another full-force palm strike, intending to force the woman in purple back!
However, this time the woman in purple did not strike with her palm. Instead, she suddenly reached out from her waist and drew a long sword as supple as a snake, thrusting it towards Wuxiang's throat!
Wu Xiang tried to dodge, but it was too late. The woman in purple's sword was too fast and too unpredictable!
Just as the serpentine soft sword was about to pierce Wuxiang's throat, a wooden stick suddenly flew in with a whooshing sound, directly blocking the purple-clad woman's soft sword and forcefully embedding itself in the wall!
The powerful force carried by the wooden stick directly forced the purple-clad woman wielding the soft sword back several steps, causing her blood and qi to surge!
Everyone present was startled at the same time and turned to look in the direction from which the wooden stick had flown. Then they saw a man and a woman rushing towards them. The woman was dressed in white, like a fairy descending from heaven, while the man was full of murderous intent and carried a sword box on his back!
When the Golden Wheel Monk, who had been observing from the sidelines, turned around and saw the two figures rushing towards him, he couldn't help but frown, a look of extreme solemnity flashing in his eyes...