Heibaizi's words are not unfounded.
He was the second oldest in the Plum Manor, and also the second most skilled in martial arts.
However, even Dan Qingsheng, who was ranked fourth, could easily sneak into the BJ Imperial Palace, capture the imperial chef, and use him to distill wine.
Even the renowned martial arts masters Ding Jian, known as the "One-Character Electric Sword," Shi Lingwei the "Five-Path God," could only serve as servants at the Plum Manor.
In the original timeline, Ren Woxing's main goal was to subdue others, only killing Huang Zhonggong, who refused to submit, Heibaizi, whose martial arts were crippled.
Of course, Ren Woxing was still trapped in his cage at the moment, did not think so.
He just wanted to laugh even more now.
The twelve years of imprisonment did have an impact on him.
He became purer.
He is Ren Woxing. If he goes out, he will no longer care about any tangible or intangible shackles, and will follow his heart and Ren Woxing whatever he wants.
His aim was to exact revenge on Dongfang Bubai and utterly destroy the manor and everyone within it.
No one can stop him or change his mind.
Otherwise, why wouldn't he pass on his skills to this fool?
Heibaizi, that fool, truly believed that once one became a disciple, one could not betray one's master or ancestors, otherwise one would suffer the punishment of being skinned alive and slowly sliced to death.
They also assumed that others believed it.
How could he not see that Heibaizi, Tu Biweng, and Dan Qingsheng were all easily deceived people who were obsessed with their skills and lived in their own worlds?
Only Huang Zhonggong had a little bit of cunning.
(In the original novel, it is said that Heibaizi poisoned the food and wine. This is Linghu Chong's inner monologue, an excuse for Ren Woxing not to teach Heibaizi martial arts. The subsequent content does not describe Heibaizi's actual actions of poisoning the food.)
They themselves understood this, and apart from Heibaizi, they never came down to see him or had any communication with him. They also entrusted chores such as delivering meals to a deaf-mute person.
Only people like them would disregard their own superb martial arts skills, forget fame and fortune, and willingly live in seclusion, guarding this place.
The fact that Heibaizi appeared as an exception is already incredibly fortunate.
Of course, there was another reason why he didn't pass on the "Star Absorbing Great Method" to that madman Heibaizi.
That is, he had already used Heibaizi to send out a message.
Secret messages are formed by seemingly unrelated requests, specifically about a certain brand of wine or a certain dish.
I am at the bottom of West Lake
Even though time has passed and some of the mentioned strongholds have disappeared.
But as long as one of them takes effect.
That is the flaw.
Sooner or later, the investigation will reach Plum Manor and its four owners.
Two months ago, the roast chicken he ate had a flavor of fermented bean paste that is only found in Sichuan and Chongqing, and the peppercorns in the rice wine were a clue to this.
It indicated that all his messages had been received and that he was about to be freed.
He must have already checked his brother's name, figured everything out, and is preparing to take action.
Therefore, he did not need to compromise with the Heibaizi.
"Heibaizi, you think I'd really teach you divine skills? You idiot! You—"
Ren Woxing's smile froze, and he stopped speaking.
That was the sound of the door opening that he had longed for, that had echoed in his dreams a thousand times.
The door was opened.
There was no sign of Heibaizi after that.
The sumptuous feast was still steaming hot.
A small ball was rolling towards him.
With a gentle squeeze, a sharp steel wire with a tiny Griphook pops out.
"Brother Xiang, why haven't you shown yourself yet?"
Ren Woxing did not rush to cut the chains, but got up and looked outside.
"Ah, you always make me feel comfortable."
He interpreted this as Xiang Wentian not wanting to see him looking disheveled and imprisoned.
This was exactly what he wanted.
When he first noticed the door was open, he did indeed long to see Xiang Wentian behind it.
But this feeling didn't last long.
If Xiang Wentian were to actually appear, he would probably be displeased.
Therefore, he was not surprised when he found Plum Manor deserted.
He leisurely filled a gourd with good wine, washed himself, changed into new clothes, and after a hearty meal, lit the Plum Manor.
The fine wines, antiques, and paintings inside were all destroyed in a fire.
Then he came to the plum Merlin.
"Brother Xiang, you can come out now."
He channeled his Internal Strength into his ears, but could only hear the crackling sound of flames burning behind him.
He initially looked displeased, but then suddenly realized what was going on.
"Ah, it must be Yingying."
"You're upset that your father has been away from you for too long, so you're doing this on purpose and throwing a tantrum at him."
"You little rascal."
He walked briskly, laughing as he went.
The speed increased.
Even though he didn't use Lightness Skill or any leaping techniques, his body appeared as a series of phantoms to ordinary people.
The unique feature of the "Star Absorbing Great Method" lies in its use of meridians and acupoints as the dantian, which not only allows for faster energy transfer but also contains energy within the body. Even without exerting any energy, one possesses strength exceeding a thousand pounds and a body as light as a swallow.
Not long after, he left the Merlin.
Upon entering Hangzhou City, we found a lakeside tavern and sat down.
Hearing the gasps of alarm from those around him over the fire at the Plum Manor, he stretched contentedly.
He then looked at the lake.
"West Lake, we have been together for many years but never faced each other. Now we finally meet."
Suddenly, a strong smell of sweat and a cacophony of noise burst into the atmosphere he had created.
He looked up and saw four people from the martial arts world.
The leader was shirtless and drenched in sweat.
Those around them dared not speak out against their anger.
He shouted triumphantly in his hoarse voice, "Hey, have you heard? Xiang Wentian is dead!"
Just as Ren Woxing was about to make a move, his movements suddenly froze.
"The Heavenly King Laozi Xiang Wentian? Who can kill him?"
"[Jade Faced Flying Swan] Lin Pingzhi".
"So it was Immortal's Attendant!"
If it were me
"Pah! You dare to challenge me?"
"Even if he is not an immortal attendant, he is still a disciple of Huashan and the young escort of Fuwei Escort. When Lin Yuantu used the seventy-two [evil-proofing sword techniques] to fight against all the black and white invincibles, your mother's hair had not even grown yet!"
Snap!
Ren Woxing lightly tapped the table.
Several chopsticks flew out and pierced through the bodies of the four burly men.
The other three were killed instantly.
Only the naked, burly man's hand was nailed to the pillar, with chopsticks almost completely submerged in it, and the man was unable to break free.
The burly man was also a martial artist, and upon seeing this incredible skill, he trembled like a leaf.
"Grandpa, spare me! I've disturbed your drinking pleasure, I deserve to die! But I have a newborn father and an eighty-year-old son to support, I really can't be without you, I—"
"Quiet," Ren Woxing said.
The burly man immediately fell silent, and the entire restaurant became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
"Tell me, how are you sure Brother Xiang is dead?"
"It's Zuo Lengchan. He's at the Sun Moon Holy Cult Sect's branch and he's displayed the head of the Heavenly King Laozi." The big man said hurriedly. "It's said that he wanted to take the blame for this, but the immortal spoke up and said there was no need to hide it."
"Oh? Who is the immortal?" Ren Woxing asked in surprise.
In fact, the moment he heard the name Zuo Lengchan, he immediately assumed that Zuo Lengchan was the real murderer.
The so-called "Jade Faced Flying Swan" of Mount Hua is nothing more than a means for Mount Song to flatter and suppress Mount Hua.
As for the so-called immortals, Brother Xiang's nickname is still Heavenly King Laozi!
It was clear that even in his current state, this burly man did not forget to show respect to the guy nicknamed 'Immortal'. He instantly realized that the truth might not be as he thought.
"The immortal's surname is Li, and his given name is Lin. He is the Qingcheng Ancestor. He can levitate and transform a junior Daoist priest of the Qingcheng generation into a great master like the leader of the Five Mountains Sect with just a breath of Sage Aura."
"His first public appearance was in Fuzhou."
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"Even Mister Yue head of the Huashan Sect, could only serve him. Fortunately, he had a good daughter, and then she soared to the heavens and became the father-in-law of an immortal."
"Is that so?" After listening patiently, Ren Woxing had already made up his mind.
"Look, do I qualify as an immortal?"
He opened his arms toward the big man, and a whooshing sound came from his palm.
The burly man's facial features were contorted, and his face visibly turned pale.
"Star Absorbing Demonic Skill!"
After saying those words, he breathed his last.
"Demonic skill?" Ren Woxing scoffed. "This is divine skill."
He looked in the direction of Mount Hua, "An immortal? Just another Ding Chunqiu."
(In order to gain the trust of the Demonic Sect, Shaolin did not delete the annotations on the [Bei Ming Fragment] and [Great Skill of Chemicalization], so when Ren Woxing persuaded Linghu Chong in the original timeline, he was even able to recount Duan Yu's conflicted mental journey when learning the [Bei Ming Divine Skill].)
"Ren Woxing has escaped?" Zuo Lengchan frowned. "Is he heading to Mount Hua?"
Sects aspiring to become the leaders of the martial arts world have no shortage of informants and spies in the martial arts community.
He is currently perplexed by the fact that the cult is ignoring his provocations.
It seems that the death of the Left Envoy of Light is no big deal.
Even if Xiang Wentian was a former subordinate of Ren Woxing.
However, he was not purged after Dongfang Bubai took office; instead, he remained in the position of Left Envoy of Light.
It is suspected that he had a very close relationship with Dongfang Bubai when Dongfang Bubai held the position of Right Envoy of Light.
But Dongfang Bubai didn't seem to care.
"Sect Leader, this is the perfect opportunity for us to go up Mount Hua again and curry favor with the immortal!"
Lu Bai, however, was overjoyed.
"Very well." Zuo Lengchan also smiled. "After all, Huashan is a fallen family, and that hypocrite would not bother to spread his spies widely. He must not know about this matter."
The Songshan disciples around them also burst into laughter.
Lao De Nuo laughed the most wildly.
However, they all forgot one person.
To be precise, Lu Bai didn't recognize the person.
This person is none other than Ren Yingying.
Since she assumed the position of Saint Aunt, she has always covered her face with a veil, so it's normal that he didn't recognize her.
At this moment, Ren Yingying was overjoyed.
"My father is out of danger! He's heading towards Mount Hua!"
Even after she went up Mount Hua, she remained well-informed.
Realizing she had been seen through, she stopped pretending.
A few days ago, she was the first to tell Lan Fenghuang that her brother had finally left Blackwood Cliff and returned to Miao territory.
"What if he's just looking for trouble with Lin Pingzhi?" Lan Fenghuang poured cold water on the idea.
Although she had a good relationship with Ren Yingying.
But she also knew what kind of person Ren Woxing was: short-tempered, arrogant, and relied entirely on the [Three Corpses Brain God Pill] to manage the sect.
"As long as he sees Brother Li, he will definitely not dare to act recklessly," Ren Yingying said.
"Not necessarily, after all, Sect Leader Ren was imprisoned for twelve years." Lan Fenghuang shook her head.
"No way," Ren Yingying retorted. "This must be Dongfang Bubai releasing my father to curry favor with us. Before my father arrives, Dongfang Bubai will surely teach him a lesson and let him know that the martial world is no longer what it is today."
"No, that's unlikely." Lan Fenghuang breathed a sigh of relief. "Could we tell Brother Li about this? Although he truly is a deity, he resides in the mortal realm, and his ability to Heavenly Connection, Earthly Vision is not permanent. Even when he divined the Feng Chong, he had to actively initiate the divination." (When Li Lin was perusing the Akashic Records that only he could see, it was mistaken for divination and regarded as a supernatural power.)
"Let my father suffer a bit more," Ren Yingying decided, choosing to be a dutiful daughter.
For Li Lin's sake, she was even prepared to Xiang Wentian's death.
Besides, for her sake, her father should not be in any danger.
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Outside of Hua County.
A man rode over on a donkey, followed by two farmers, one carrying a load of vegetables and the other carrying a load of firewood.
An old man was riding on the back of a donkey, his back hunched and coughing incessantly, his clothes covered in patches.
"Make way, make way."
A man rode a fast horse, galloping along the road.
The three seemed stunned and stood frozen in place.
"Stop."
A pale white hand appeared out of thin air and pulled the reins.
The horse instantly stopped galloping.
But the horse was not injured, and the big man on its back sat steadily.
Only the owner of that hand, an old monk with white hair and beard, had cracked ground beneath his feet.
The big man was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
But then the sallow-faced, muscular farmer picking vegetables said weakly, "What a Thousand-Hand Tathagata Palm! This skill of using an opponent's force against them is just like my Wudang Tai Ji Quan."
"Daoist Chongxu, it's been a long time." The old monk looked at the old man riding the donkey.
"Junior Brother Chonghe, when martial arts reach a certain level, the principles are all the same." The old man riding the donkey first scolded the farmer carrying vegetables, and then looked at the old monk, "Abbot Fangzheng, I'm sorry, my junior brother was rude."
"Can I go now?" the big man hurriedly interrupted, trembling, before the old monk could speak.
"Get out of here," said another farmer from the village who was carrying firewood.
The burly man, as if receiving an imperial edict, immediately dismounted and galloped away.
After the big man left.
Fang Zheng asked, "Why has Daoist Chongxu come here?"
"Measure the level of that immortal." When facing Fang Zheng, Chongxu chose to speak frankly, "Aren't you the same? We Wudang are not as insidious as you Shaolin. You released Ren Woxing, didn't you?"
How can you be so sure he will do what you want?
"That's Ren Woxing. He should understand that there's a mastermind behind him who made him confront that immortal."
Fang Zheng smiled. "He is Ren Woxing."
"Given his personality, he would naturally do that even if he knew it."
"Moreover, Zuo Lengchan has also come here."
"They must also share the same goal as us."
"Daoist Chongxu, why don't you wait a little longer?"
Fang Zheng didn't believe Li Lin was a real deity, so he overlooked the possibility that Zuo Lengchan was preparing to become a sycophant.
"You Shaolin are truly terrifying, you've mastered the art of understanding people's hearts to the core." Chongxu said this as terrifying, but the smile on his lips did not disappear.
Shaolin is terrifying, but isn't Wudang just as terrifying?
He looked towards Mount Hua and thought to himself: Fellow Daoist Li, only by surviving this tribulation alone will you have the chance to compete with us on the same stage.
Positive Qi Hall.
"Young Master Li, that Zuo Lengchan actually intends to personally go to Mount Hua. How should we deal with this?" Yue Buqun asked.
"Senior Brother Buqun, what do you have to worry about?" Feng Buping interjected. "That Zuo Lengchan must have come to pay homage to Immortal Li. I reckon he brought a few pretty female disciples with him, hoping to curry favor with the immortal."
"Bu Ping is right," Feng Qingyang nodded.
A man and a woman stood beside him.
The man has long arms and legs, and is tall and thin.
The woman was charming and lovely, with a monkey on her shoulder.