Chapter 52: The Great Kunlun

  On this side, the horse king leaves the group, and the horse group suddenly becomes chaotic. The crowd takes advantage of the capture, but after a long chase, people are tired and horses are exhausted, and the wild horse's temperament is extremely fierce. After several blocks, the horse group breaks through the siege and comes out. Just as they were getting anxious, they suddenly saw a red light fluttering from the northeast.

  Liang Xiao rode up on his horse, patted its neck, and the red horse let out a long whinny. The wild horses retreated in a flurry, gathering together in front of him. The riders surrounded them, and Liang Xiao called out in Turkic, "The king of horses is here, no need to use force." The riders saw him riding the red horse, their faces filled with shock, and they exclaimed, "Ahulun Er, Ahulun Er..."

  Liang Xiao didn't understand what she meant, and didn't think to ask more questions. He simply called out to the girl, "Where are you all going?" The girl's tears had not yet dried on her cheeks, but when she heard his question, she couldn't help but burst into laughter. She pointed westward, saying "We're going there!" Liang Xiao lightly lifted the horse's reins, and the red horse understood, galloping westward with a loud whinny. The wild horses followed their lead, and soon thousands of horses were thundering westward once again. The riders were overjoyed, and they all followed closely behind.

  After traveling about a hundred miles, both men and horses were exhausted. A rider rushed up to request a rest. Liang Xiao reined in his horse and stopped. Before long, dozens of riders arrived, and the knights dismounted one after another. The leader was an old Hu man, wearing a short jacket with gold trim, a wide leather hat on his head, a broad forehead, a straight nose, and a tall stature. On the left was the red-shirted girl, and on the right was a handsome young man with a short mustache, his back as straight as a spear, his eyes fixed on the front.

  The old man slightly bowed his head and said in the Turkic language, "I am the tribal chief Orlon of this place. Young man, you speak the Turkic language, are you a Turk?" Liang Xiao replied, "I'm not a Turk, what about you? Are you Turks?" The short-bearded young man showed disdain on his face and coldly said, "We are the Jingjue people!" Liang Xiao was surprised and asked, "Jingjue people? I've never heard of that, where is this place?"

  The young man didn't like what he heard, and hummed a sound, coldly not responding. Ouren Yi smiled and said: "This place is adjacent to the Western Kunlun Mountains, it's been a long time since the destruction of our country, we've been wandering at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains for over 400 years. Young man, where are you from? Mongolia or Han territory?" He was knowledgeable and had seen much, and roughly guessed the young man's origins from his appearance and demeanor.

  Liang Xiao thought to himself, "Whether Mongolians or Han people, no one will consider me as their own kind. The world is vast, but I have nowhere to stand!" He sighed and said, "I am a lone wanderer, without a country or a home." Ouren saw that he was unwilling to reveal his identity, so she asked again, "Then dare I ask your name?" Liang Xiao thought to himself, "If I say my name, it's no different from revealing my origins?" After some thought, he sighed and said, "You can call me Xikunlun!"

  Everyone, regardless of whether they were good or bad, could tell that this person's words were insincere. Originally, they had admired him for taming the horse herd and wanted to befriend him, but now they saw him being evasive and their good impression was completely dispelled. Only Ouren Yi noticed that Liang Xiao seemed to have an ulterior motive and nodded with a smile: "Good, Xikunlun, thank you for taming the horse herd. What reward do you want? Just say it!"

  Liang Xiao shook his head and said, "I don't want any reward." Everyone's face showed surprise when they heard this. Ouren Yihaha laughed and said, "Well, if you don't mind, please come to our camp, have a bowl of sweet wine, and take a look at the elegant dance of the young lady!" Liang Xiao saw that he was sincere in his words and didn't dare decline, so he cupped his hands and smiled, saying, "I'll follow your orders!" Everyone burst out laughing. Ouren Yi pointed to the short-haired youth and said, "This is my nephew Jiesu, the bravest warrior among the Jie people." Jiesu nodded slightly as a greeting.

  Ou Lian Yi pointed to the red-shirted girl and said, "This is my granddaughter..." Before he could finish, the girl interrupted him, saying: "My name is Feng Lian, the most beautiful girl among the Precious Ones." Everyone burst out laughing, and even Liang Xiao couldn't help but smile.

  Feng Lian gazed at the red horse, her eyes filled with a reverent aura, and said: "Xi Kunlun, you can subdue Ahu Lun'er, that's really impressive!" Liang Xiao furrowed his brow and asked: "Ahu Lun'er?" Feng Lian replied: "In the language of the Jingshu tribe, Ahu Lun'er means 'Bathing Fire Meteor', also known as 'Fire Meteor'." Liang Xiao praised: "Fire Meteor, what a great name!" Feng Lian snorted softly, pouting her lips and saying: "It was definitely me who tamed it earlier, not anyone else!" Her bright eyes kept turning to the Fire Meteor, filled with envy.

  Xiao Liang patted the red horse's neck and smiled: "Feng Lian, you like Huo Liu Xing, I'll give it to you!" As soon as he spoke, everyone lost color. Feng Lian was like a person in a dream, unable to respond. Oulunyi waved her hand to stop her and said seriously: "Xi Kunlun, you know the preciousness of Ahu Lun'er, so you won't easily make promises. Ahu Lun'er is the god of the ten thousand horses under Mount Kunlun, not only is it the fastest but also very mysterious. Wherever it passes, it takes away all the strong and sturdy horses. Do you know that these wild horses were once the mounts of horse herders? People often say that one Ahu Lun'er is worth more than all the horses in the Kunlun Mountains."

  Liang Xiao waved his hand and said, "It's precisely because it's precious that only the person who loves it the most is worthy of being its companion. Moreover, a man's word is worth a thousand gold coins, there's no reason to take it back." Huo Liu Xing understood his intention and walked over to Feng Lian's side, sniffing her hair with his nose. Feng Lian stroked his mane with her hand, then glanced at Liang Xiao again, her eyebrows and eyes slightly flushed, and said softly, "Thank you..." Without waiting for Liang Xiao to respond, she mounted Huo Liu Xing and galloped away in a cloud of smoke. The crowd watched as the red-clad woman rode the red horse, fleeting like lightning, the beautiful steed and its rider complementing each other perfectly, like a fiery blaze rising from the grasslands. After their initial shock, they all cheered in unison.

  Liang Xiao gazed wistfully at the wind, and a girl riding a horse appeared in her mind's eye. Her chest felt a sharp pain, and she let out a sigh. Turning around, she suddenly saw Jie Su staring at her with hostility in his eyes. Liang Xiao was taken aback, but smiled faintly and ignored him.

  After a short rest, Jing Jue Ren presented wild game and fine wine. Everyone was hungry at this time, so they ate ravenously and had a satisfying meal. Liang Xiao was silent and taciturn, and the others did not dare to ask him many questions. Feng Lian sat not far away, occasionally glancing at him with her eyes. As soon as Liang Xiao turned his head back, she lowered her head again, and a faint blush appeared on her snow-white neck.

  After eating and drinking enough, the crowd set off westward, stopping and walking, traveling for several days. In the distance, they saw many snow-white tents appearing in the valley ahead, and when they saw their home, they couldn't help but cheer in unison.

  There were swift horses reporting, the fine men riding horses rushed out of their camp and warmly hugged each other. They all had black hair and green eyes, lean and thin. The women also rushed to the outside of the tent, mostly young girls, each with long legs and slender waists, plump and fair-skinned. Feng Lian rode on the fire star horse, rushing forward, dismounting and hugging his female companion, chattering and laughing non-stop.

  Ou Lian swung her whip and pointed at the sky, laughing: "Xi Kunlun, look! The little moon has fallen into the stars!" Liang Xiao saw that although those girls were also beautiful, they couldn't compare to Feng Lian. The crowd of girls surrounded her, just like a multitude of stars surrounding the moon. For a moment, he smiled and thought: "This little girl claims to be the most beautiful in the Jingjue clan, but it's not an exaggeration."

  The crowd led the horses into the camp, but saw that the camp was filled with a faint mist. On each tent was painted a small sword, and in front of each tent stood a large iron furnace. Many dark weapons were placed on the anvil. A tall middle-aged man walked up and bowed: "Tribe leader, congratulations on your successful return." His eyes fell on Huo Liuxing's body, and his face showed surprise. Ouren Y smiled: "Thanks to Xi Kunlun's help, our merits are not even comparable to a single grain of grass seed." The crowd's gaze turned to Liang Xiao, the women whispered to each other, and Feng Lian had already spoken quickly about what had happened.

  Liang Xiao felt a little embarrassed, cupped his hands and said: "Everyone has made a lot of effort, I just have more luck." Ouren Yi smiled and said: "Yes, doing more is not as good as doing it cleverly. The children worked very hard, but lacked some luck." Jie Su and the other warriors were feeling discouraged, but hearing this slightly boosted their morale. Ouren Yi pointed to the middle-aged man again: "Xikunlun, let me introduce you, this is my son Tie Zhe."

  Liang Xiao and Tie Zhe saluted each other, and Oulunyi asked again: "Tie Zhe, since we're not around, is there something big going on?" Tie Zhe said: "The Turkic horse bandits from Angina came to commit a crime, but they were repelled by us before they even approached the camp." Oulunyi furrowed his brow and snarled: "This account will be settled later."

  Liang Xiao carefully examined Tie Zhe, only to see that his clothes were tattered and his hands had many burn scars. At first glance, he didn't look like a deputy tribe leader, but rather an ironworker. Tie Zhe was silent and spoke little, slightly bowing his head as he went to arrange the wine and meat. The crowd entered the tent, sat on the ground in a circle, and Feng Lian poured a full cup of grape wine for Liang Xiao, saying in a low voice: "Xikunlun, Dad is a mute wine jug, he can't speak, don't blame him."

  Liang Xiao said in puzzlement, "What's wrong with him? Besides, people who don't like to talk usually have abilities." Feng Lianji said, "That's right, he's a brave warrior and also the most skilled craftsman." Suddenly, Jie Su stared over here, frowned, and turned away.

  This time, the hunting party obtained more than 3,000 fine horses and also got the Kunlun Horse God Huo Liuxing. The joy was beyond words. That night, they lit bonfires, slaughtered sheep and cattle, and held a grand feast. For a time, the smell of wine and meat filled the air, and the shadows danced wildly. Men and women sang and danced together, drunk without drinking. The elderly in the tribe took turns offering toasts, and Liang Xiao drank every cup that came to him, never refusing, and didn't know how many cups he had drunk. The singing voices around his ears gradually became blurry, and the people's shadows before his eyes were confused and disordered. Finally, he fell forward onto the table, instantly getting drunk and passing out.

  When he woke up, the surrounding air was filled with the fragrance of grass. He vaguely felt that someone had used a wet towel to wipe his face. Suddenly, he realized that he was lying on a woolen blanket. Opening his eyes, he saw Feng Lian's delicate face, white as jade and slightly flushed. Seeing him open his eyes, Feng Lian smiled happily: "You're awake."

  Liang Xiao sat up, wincing in pain as he said, "I'm ashamed." Feng Lian hastily pressed him back down, saying, "You should lie back down and not move around." She reached out to hand him a cup of goat's milk, bringing it to his lips. Liang Xiao drank the goat's milk, quietly circulating his internal energy to dispel the effects of the alcohol. As he heard the distant sound of drums and music, he said, "The banquet hasn't dispersed yet?" Feng Lian smiled and nodded, "You woke up really quickly, I thought you'd sleep for three days and three nights! Hmm, you drank a lot of wine, getting drunk like a mess..." She trailed off, smiling as she said, "Getting drunk and crying, aren't you embarrassed?"

  Liang Xiao was taken aback, and after getting drunk, he didn't know what had happened. Listening to it seemed like a joke, but he couldn't help but smile wryly. However, Feng Lian said: "You cried so loudly that everyone heard you. Grandfather personally helped you here. He said you're a talented person, not like me, this little servant girl, and it's embarrassing to cry in front of everyone. He also said...you have many sad things, and the sorrow in your eyes is deeper than the largest sea on the grasslands." She couldn't help but reach out and touch the scar on Liang Xiao's face, then quickly withdrew her hand as if she had been scalded, her face flushing with shame.

  Liang Xiao turned his head away and said lightly, "I'm fine, you can go out!" Feng Lian was silent for a moment, then walked out of the tent with small steps. Liang Xiao waited until she left before standing up straight, gazing at the flickering lamp fire, feeling dazed and confused in his heart, thinking of many past events.

  Suddenly, a fierce quarrel was heard from outside the tent. It could be made out that one of them was Feng Lian and the other was Jie Su. The two were speaking rapidly in a language that Liang Xiao couldn't understand. Suddenly, Feng Lian let out a loud shriek. Liang Xiao leapt up and rushed out of the tent, only to see not far away, Jie Su seemed to be drunk, his arms wrapped tightly around Feng Lian, his breathing heavy, his eyes burning with desire, Feng Lian struggling with all her might, shouting and cursing nonstop.

  "Let her go!" he said in a low, authoritative tone. Jie Su was taken aback by his aura and slightly loosened his grip on Feng Lian, who took advantage of the opportunity to break free and punch him hard in the chest before covering her face and running away. Jie Su retreated two steps, clutching at his shoulder, and glared at Liang Xiao with a fierce stare. Liang Xiao's gaze did not yield, and he said in a deep voice, "If you like her, you shouldn't be forcing her." Jie Su clenched his fists and shouted angrily, "This is none of your business! Feng Lian belongs to me, and no one can take her away!" Liang Xiao saw the venomous look on his face and smiled coldly. Just as he was about to turn around and enter the tent, a horn sounded in the distance, its mournful and ear-piercing tone echoing through the night sky. Jie Su's expression changed slightly, and he took off running towards the gathering place.

  Liang Xiao knew something was up and followed Jie Su from behind. Before he even got close, he heard the loud voice of Ouren Yihong coming from afar: "Anjina, you Mongolian dog, what are you doing here? Aren't you afraid that the fierce warriors will tear you to pieces?"

  Liang Xiao looked out from the crowd, and saw Orlen sitting at the top, with four men in embroidered robes standing below him. The leader was tall and thin, with a gloomy gaze. After listening to Orlen's words, he sneered: "Orlen, you're even more reckless than a stallion in heat! You killed me, do you think Hai Duhan will let you off? Today I am the envoy of the Wokou Tai Khanate, sent to collect tribute from the great khan's servants."

  Jisu didn't wait for Orlene to finish, and loudly said: "The Jingjue people have never been the vassals of the Haidu, nor will they pay tribute or acknowledge allegiance to your Khan." Anjina sneered: "Foolish thing, do you think you can withstand the iron cavalry of the Huaban leopard?" Jisu stepped forward at once, Orlene waved her hand to stop him, and said to Anjina: "Alright, you first say what Haidu wants." Anjina smiled: "He wants three thousand of the fastest warhorses, one thousand sturdy craftsmen, three hundred beautiful girls, hey, also the sharpest treasured sword of the Jingjue clan."

  The scene was like a boiling cauldron, with thunderous roars erupting from the crowd, as all the elite men drew their sabers. But Angina remained calm and composed, smiling as he said: "The Khan has spoken, either pay tribute or go to war, Orlon, you choose one." The elite warriors' rebukes grew louder, causing the four sides of the tent to shake violently. Orlon raised his hand, and suddenly everyone fell silent. Orlon spoke slowly: "Angina." Angina chuckled and said: "What's wrong? Have you figured it out, Orlon?"

  Oulun nodded and said carefully: "Tell Haitu, Oulun will not hand over a fine horse, nor give him a sword, nor offer half a girl. The Jingjue people have only warriors, no servants." The Jingjue people responded in unison: "Right, there are only warriors, no servants."

  Angina's face turned iron-green, and she shouted loudly: "Once the Great Khan's anger is ignited, even Mount Kunlun will be reduced to ashes. Jing Jue people, once we start fighting, no matter where you go, you will have nowhere to escape." Ouren suddenly stood up, his eyes piercing, and shouted: "Get out! Before the Jing Jue people's anger ignites, Angina, you'd better flee for your life!" His white beard fluttered, and his majestic physique seemed to rival the towering Kunlun Mountains behind him.

  Angina took a step back, gritted his teeth, and turned to leave. Suddenly, someone shouted "Halt!" It was Jisu, who had drawn his sword and blocked Angina's path. Angina asked coldly, "What do you want?" Jisu said, "Angina, when we were hunting wild horses, did you sneak up on our camp?" Angina sneered, "So what if I did?" Jisu's face darkened, and he shouted, "Draw your sword!"

  Angina sneered silently, Jisu took another step forward, his horse knife brought up a gust of wind, and with a "whoosh" sound, he chopped out. Angina didn't expect him to really dare to take action, and hastily retreated, the three subordinates beside him drew their knives to protect him. Jisu's knife edge deflected to one side, making several clanging sounds, and the two steel knives of the opponents were cut off. Jisu raised his knife horizontally and pushed forward, blood flowers burst forth in all directions, and two human heads jumped into the air with open mouths and angry eyes. The last person, who was short and stout, circled around to Jisu's back, let out a loud shout, and swung his knife to make a fierce chop. Jisu didn't turn his head, but instead used his elbow to deflect the blow, making a "dang" sound as the knife handle collided with the side of that person's knife. That person's wrist went numb, and his steel knife flew back to strike him in the middle of the forehead, instantly killing him.

  Angina let out a loud shout, and with a swift motion, she charged at Jisu. The two clashed swords, and Angina's steel sword snapped in two once again. Jisu swung his sword upwards, and Angina let out a pained cry as she stumbled back three steps, clutching her left ear as blood gushed from between her fingers. Jisu picked up the severed half of Angina's ear from the ground, sneering coldly: "Leave your right ear intact, so you can listen to the Khan's teachings. As for this left ear, if Hua Ban Bao has any skills, let him come and take it back!" Angina's eyes gleamed with venom as she stared fixedly at Jisu's sword, before nodding suddenly: "Your swordsmanship is good, but not as good as your sword!"

  Jie Su heard the sarcasm, his chin slightly raised, and proudly said: "Do you want to change knives and fight again?" Anjina coldly smiled and said: "There will be plenty of opportunities." Ignoring the blood flowing from her ear, she jumped onto a horse and galloped away into the distance. The crowd watched her go, erupting in thunderous cheers. Liang Xiao secretly praised: "The people of the Jing Jue tribe are not many, but they live with great spirit."

  Oulun raised his hand, and the crowd fell silent. He thought for a moment, then suddenly said: "Tie Zhe, what do you think we should do now?" Tie Zhe shook his head and said: "We can't fight, we can only escape!" The crowd erupted in a commotion. Jie Su dissatisfiedly shouted: "Why must we escape? Our fine warhorses can outrun the Mongolian horses by far, our fine warriors are no worse than the Mongolians either!" Tie Zhe stared at Oulun, not saying a word.

  Ou Lian sighed: "Not bad, our warriors are not inferior to the Mongols, but how many men can go to war? Less than 3,000! And we still have to leave people to take care of women, children and the elderly! Hua Ban Bao's Kunlun Iron Cavalry has 30,000 veterans, can they win in a real battle?" The Jing Jue Ren heard this, and their faces were filled with disappointment.

  "Alright, let's gather quickly tonight and set off tomorrow to retreat to Sword Valley." When the last two words were spoken, all the Jingjue people revealed a strange aura. Liang Xiao was puzzled, but then he heard Feng Lian whisper: "Sword Valley is a treacherous place in the Kunlun Mountains, where the Jingjue people have narrowly escaped several major disasters."

  Liang Xiao turned back to look, saw her eyes were red and swollen, with tears hanging on her eyelashes, and couldn't help but sigh: "Don't mind what just happened." Feng Lian gritted her teeth, hatred in her voice: "If he touches me again, I'll kill him." She turned around and mounted the Fire Flowing Star horse, galloping away from the camp. Liang Xiao called out: "Where are you going?" But Feng Lian didn't respond. Liang Xiao saw that everyone was too busy to pay attention to this side, worried that Feng Lian would encounter danger alone, so he led a fine horse and followed after her. The two of them galloped in the moonlight, one in front of the other. When Feng Lian saw Liang Xiao following, she slowed down her pace. Liang Xiao urged his horse to catch up, silently accompanying her.

  The two rode side by side for a while, and in front of them appeared a small hill. The moon was high in the sky, casting a layer of bright silver sand on the top of the hill. Feng Lian got off her horse and sat down at the foot of the hill, while Liang Xiao left his horse at the foot of the mountain and walked to the top of the hill, saying: "Tomorrow we will set out, don't you want to pack your luggage?" Feng Lian pouted and said coldly: "There are sisters who take care of it, so I don't have to worry." Liang Xiao smiled and said: "So you're a lazy girl who doesn't like to do things." Feng Lian quickly said: "I'm not! At the age of three, I helped my mother squeeze milk from cows and took care of lambs. Among all people, I can shear wool the fastest and weave clothes the best. I just don't want to stay there, I'm afraid that if I stay for a moment, Jie Su will come to bother me again."

  Liang Xiao was silent for a moment, then sighed and said: "I think his martial arts skills are quite good, and he also has a heroic air about him." Feng Lian angrily said: "You're still speaking up for him?" Liang Xiao smiled slightly and looked up at the sky, saying: "The moonlight is very beautiful today." Feng Lian gave him a sideways glance, scolding: "You big smooth talker. Hmph, if he dares to treat me like that again, I'll definitely kill him." As she spoke, she took out a small silver dagger from her bosom and brandished it in front of Liang Xiao.

  Liang Xiao took a step back, and with a curious tone asked: "What is this?" Feng Lian saw him feigning surprise and couldn't help but laugh, saying: "This is what our virtuous women use to guard their chastity. Either it kills the enemy who defiles you, or it kills yourself." Liang Xiao said: "Then I'd better keep a distance." Feng Lian curiously asked: "You haven't been rude to me, why do you need to keep a distance?" Liang Xiao saw that her expression was completely genuine and thought to himself: "This girl's heart is flawless, so natural... I mustn't try to take advantage of her with my words." He smiled and didn't say anything more.

  Two people sat shoulder to shoulder, gazing at the crescent moon and the starry sky. The gentle breeze rustled past their ears, cool as water, and for a moment, both body and mind were calm.

  After a while, Liang Xiao sighed and said, "You can't force love between men and women. If you don't love Jie Su, you should make it clear to him."

  Feng Lian pouted and said, "He's dumber than an ox and doesn't understand human language."

  She looked at Liang Xiao, and for some reason, a strange feeling arose in her heart. Her cheeks suddenly flushed, and her heartbeat quickened.

  In the midst of confusion, she suddenly saw Liang Xiao stand up straight, his expression focused, and his ear tilted to listen. After a while, he said, "There are quite a few people."

  Feng Lian asked curiously, "What people?"

  Liang Xiao replied, "It seems to be Mongolians."

  Feng Lian was shocked, and Liang Xiao furrowed his brow, saying: "I hope I'm wrong, or it won't be good." He jumped onto the horse's back and galloped out, disappearing into the vast night. Before long, the sound of hooves echoed from afar, and Liang Xiao rode his horse out of the dark night, flying to the foot of the hill, shouting: "Mongolian cavalry, retreat quickly!" His words were cut off as his horse suddenly stumbled, falling to the ground with several feathered arrows lodged between its legs.

  The wind was pitiful, the flower's beauty had faded, and it seemed as if she was about to be trampled by the flames. Suddenly, a shooting star-like figure leapt onto the horse's back, and Liang Xiao wrapped his arms around her slender waist, urging the horse on with a loud cry. The horse galloped wildly, throwing off their pursuers in an instant, and burst into the enemy camp like an arrow. Everyone was busy packing up their gear when they heard the news, and they were all left staring in stunned silence.

  "Absolutely impossible!" Jie Su exclaimed. "If the Mongols wanted to attack, why would they send an envoy?" Liang Xiao said: "A soldier is not afraid of deceit! This is a trick often used by the Mongols, first sending an envoy to numb the enemy's hands, and then taking advantage of the night to launch a surprise attack, winning every time." Jie Su wanted to argue, but Ouren Yidai waved his hand decisively: "Xikunlun is right, Jiesu, you gather your troops to hold them off for a while. The old, weak, women and children will all retreat with me to the north slope."

  The Mongolian army's movements were leaked, so they openly marched with torches, and thousands of torches rushed forward, illuminating the sky. Jie Su hastily led his troops to attack, but before they could get close, the Mongolians' arrows rained down densely, and many elite warriors fell from their horses. Jie Su couldn't hold back, and he retreated back to the mountain slope, losing nearly a thousand soldiers. The Mongolians won the first battle, and their morale was high as they charged forward, shouting and killing. O Lun Yi ordered his men to set up iron shields on the slope, with archers behind them, using bows and arrows to hold off the enemy's vanguard. The Mongolian cavalry charged several times but were repelled each time.

  The two armies held each other for a night, and the dead bodies were piled up on the mountain slope. At dawn, when the first light of day appeared, Tie Zhuo saw that the Mongolian army was showing signs of fatigue, so he ordered his elite cavalry to put on iron helmets and armor, and ride their horses, which were also covered in iron armor. Ou Lun Yi waved his whip and pointed, and two thousand iron cavalry charged down with a loud shout. The Mongolians raised their bows and shot arrows, but the arrows broke against the steel armor, and Tie Zhuo took advantage of the strong bows and sharp spears to charge into the Mongolian army's formation, breaking through one corner and piercing deep into the heart of the enemy lines. Several thousand Mongolian soldiers surrounded him, but Tie Zhuo led his troops in a fluid and unpredictable manner, repeatedly charging and counterattacking, like water flowing through ice, melting one layer only to reveal another. The two armies were locked in a fierce struggle, and for a time it was impossible to determine who would emerge victorious.

  After a fierce battle for half an hour, Jisu gathered two hundred elite cavalrymen to charge down the mountain slope, and Tiezhe attacked from both inside and outside. The Mongolian cavalry could not withstand it, and the army array gradually collapsed. Orlon Yixi was overjoyed and shouted: "The children have won!" The Jingjue people shouted in unison to cheer on the soldiers.

  Liang Xiao stood behind Ma Oulun, watching the blood flow all over the ground and listening to the miserable neighing of horses. He felt an unspeakable disgust, but didn't know why. He thought that even if the Mongols won, there was nothing to be sad about, and if the Jin people gained the upper hand, it wasn't worth rejoicing either. All he could think was: "No matter who wins or loses, it's just leaving a few piles of white bones in the long grass. After thousands of years, can these skeletons still be distinguished as enemies or friends?" Thinking this, his mind turned gray.

  In the east, a sudden rise of dust and smoke appeared at the end of the field, with an army of nearly ten thousand men, their armor shining brightly in the Mongolian military attire. The lone man on the slope saw this and let out a scattered cheer, stunned like a wooden chicken. The Mongolians saw the arrival of reinforcements, their morale greatly boosted, and once again stood firm in formation.

  "Ah, Jingjue people, at this point, can you still retreat?" The crowd was stunned and shouted in unison: "No!" Oulunyi scattered his snow-white hair, raised his long spear above his head, and shouted loudly: "Those who surrender will be humiliated for life, while those who fight to the death will enjoy eternal freedom. Jingjue people, regardless of gender or age, as long as you ride horses and draw bows, follow me!" He urged his horse to rush down the mountain slope, and with a swift spear thrust, he knocked a Mongolian cavalryman under his horse.

  The old tribe leader personally took to the battlefield, and the enemy's morale greatly increased. Regardless of whether they were elderly with white hair or young boys, they all drew their bows and arrows and charged down the mountain slope. In an instant, green blood was flying everywhere, and the battle became even more brutal. The Mongolian reinforcements had not yet arrived, but suddenly the enemy army split into two routes, encircling them from both sides, clearly intending to cut off the retreat of the Precious Horse Riders. Feng Lian saw this and gathered 200 young women who knew how to ride horses and shoot arrows, forming a female army. The girls mounted their warhorses, gazing out at the bloody battlefield, and some of the more timid ones began to sob quietly. This crying seemed to spread like a plague, and in an instant, the old, weak, women, and children were all embracing each other and wailing, filling the mountain slope with the sound. Feng Lian wanted to scold them, but before he could speak, his voice was already hoarse. He turned to look at Liang Xiao, seeing that he was gazing up at the sky, unmoved, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart: "I thought he was an extraordinary hero, but it turns out that when things get tough, he's just a coward who fears death!" Thinking this, he fiercely wiped away tears, just about to charge down on horseback, when he heard Liang Xiao sigh and say: "Feng Lian, stay behind!"

  Feng Lian was dragged down from his horse before he could even react, and Liang Xiao flipped over and mounted the Fire Meteor. He turned to the crowd and asked, "Can you hold your ground on this mountain slope and not let the Mongolians take one step forward?" The crowd responded in unison, momentarily stunned. Feng Lian saw that Liang Xiao's expression was unusual, and his heart filled with surprise and doubt. He hastily asked, "What about down the mountain? What will we do down there?"

  Liang Xiao's eyebrows rose, and he said loudly: "Give it to me!" He gazed at the battlefield below the mountain, then looked back at the women, children, and elderly behind him. A surge of hot blood rushed up his chest: "A lifetime is but a fleeting moment, a blade of grass grows for only one autumn. I, Liang Xiao, have lived through countless lifetimes, and I've had enough." With that, he snatched up an iron shield to deflect arrows and charged into the Mongolian army's formation. A Mongolian soldier saw him and didn't even have time to shoot his arrow before a fiery star came flashing towards him like lightning. Liang Xiao met him head-on with his shield, smashing him and his horse into a meat pie. A hundred-man commander saw this and thrust his spear forward to stab. Liang Xiao grasped the spear shaft, and his divine strength burst forth. The man's heart felt as if it had been struck by lightning; the spearhead pierced through his chest from front to back, creating a transparent hole in him. The momentum didn't stop there; it continued straight ahead, flying forward. Liang Xiao didn't slow down his horse; he rushed up behind the commander, grasped the spear body, and pulled outward with one swift motion. Blood rained down, and the hundred-man commander collapsed onto his horse like soft mud.

  Li Xiang was as fierce as a tiger, his horse like a dragon bursting into the Mongolian army formation. He parried left and stabbed right, galloping east and west, with no general able to withstand him. His momentum was like a fiery blaze, splitting the great Mongolian army in two. Only when he reached the rear of the enemy lines did he turn his horse to fight back. Suddenly, he saw a commander's flag waving high in the relief troops' formation ahead. Under the flag stood a man with a bare upper body, leopard head and tiger eyes, exceptionally robust physique, with golden tattoos covering his chest and back. At first glance, he looked like a mighty leopard bursting with energy. Li Xiang thought to himself: "Is this the legendary 'Flower-spotted Leopard'?" He urged his horse forward, charging straight at the commander's flag.

  Hua Ban Bao, originally named A Lu Tai, was the adopted son of Wokou Taitai Khanhai Du. He guarded the south and north of Kunlun, was extremely brave, could split open a bear's hide with his bare hands, and called himself the number one good man under Kunlun Mountain. This gentleman had a strange habit: no matter if it was spring, summer, autumn or winter, whether he was fighting or not, he never wore even a piece of armor or clothing, only revealing his leopard-like spots all over his body, hence people called him "Hua Ban Bao" (Leopard Spots). Although he didn't wear any armor, he had been through hundreds of battles, beheaded generals and captured flags, but was never injured. At this moment, he saw Liang Xiao break through the formation and come forth, felt a great shock, and ordered his men to shoot arrows. Liang Xiao wielded his shield and swung it around, deflecting all the chaotic arrows one by one. Huo Liu Xing's footwork was astonishingly fast, before the Mongol army had even finished shooting their first round of arrows, he had already charged under the commander's flag.

  The leopard was caught off guard by the sudden arrival of his opponent and was greatly shocked. He had been through many battles and faced strong enemies, but he was not afraid. With a loud shout, he raised his great knife and struck out like the wind. Liang Xiao held up his shield to block it, but the iron shield could not withstand the leopard's powerful blow and split into two pieces. The leopard took advantage of the momentum to push forward and slash at Liang Xiao's head and neck. Liang Xiao was quick-eyed and quick-handed, grasping the hilt of the knife, and the two men exerted their strength in a twist, causing the knife handle to snap into two segments. The leopard's mouth split open, blood flowed freely, half his body was numb, suddenly his eyes blurred, his throat was in severe pain, and he had already been pierced through by Liang Xiao's spear. Liang Xiao let out a loud shout, lifted the Mongolian general onto the spear, and held him high.

  The commander-in-chief died in the first battle, and the three armies of Mongolia were frightened. Liang Xiao shook his long spear, killing into the enemy array, the corpse of the leopard-printed leopard was covered with leopard prints, hanging on the tip of the spear, particularly eye-catching. The Mongolian army lost its momentum, while the Jingjue army's morale increased, after several battles, the Mongolian army blew the retreat horn and slowly retreated, Liang Xiao rode his horse to chase and kill. Huo Liu Xing encountered the battle array, excited and neighing, the horses heard the sound, regardless of injury or fatigue, followed closely behind, and surprisingly did not need the Jingjue cavalry to drive them.

  Li Xiangjun was originally an invincible commander, and Huo Liuxing also had the extraordinary ability to command ten thousand horses. One man and one horse cooperated seamlessly, leading the elite Iron Cavalry, with a momentum like lightning and clouds, chasing and killing, causing the Mongolian army to fall for over 300 miles, nearly annihilating the entire army of 20,000 cavalrymen.

  Hua Xiao Shuang descended from Bai Zhang Mountain and escaped into a mountain valley, fearing that Han Ning Zi would come searching for her. She hid in a cave, but at this time she was internally injured and externally wounded, coughing up blood and falling asleep. When the night had reached its midpoint, the cold wind blew and woke her up, but she felt her body numb with cold, knowing that the poison was taking effect. With great effort, she sat up and used the "Turning Yin into Yang" technique to counteract it. It wasn't until noon the next day that her body finally warmed up, and she supported herself against the cave wall as she walked out of the cave. She saw that the mountain valley was desolate and overgrown with weeds, so she picked a few medicinal herbs from the wild grasses, applying some to her wounds or chewing and swallowing them.

  At night, the poison relapsed, and Hua Xiao Feng continued to work against it. After repeated struggles for several days, her injuries finally improved, and her true energy gradually recovered.

  That morning, she woke up from her dream and found that the pain in her body had greatly reduced. She walked out of the cave and climbed up the eastern slope to gaze at the sunrise. After a while, she suddenly thought of Mount Lu and the vast expanse of the ocean, the red sun jumping over the waves, the fragrance of flowers filling her clothes, and the green trees brushing against her face. Now, although the scene was similar, everything had changed, and she couldn't help but feel sad and tears fell down.

  She didn't leave the mountain until the sun was high, and when she saw the vast expanse of wilderness in the distance, her heart felt a sense of desolation: "If I go back, from now on, I'll never be able to leave the Tianji Palace again, I won't be able to diagnose illnesses for people, and I won't be able to see him again..." She walked dazedly for a day, and in front of her, the chaotic burial mound suddenly came into view. It turned out that she had unknowingly arrived at the joint tomb of Wenjing and Yueling once again. The small hut on the hill was still there, and the wild grass on the slope was lush and green after being washed by the recent rain.

  Hua Xiao Shuang saw the door half-closed from afar, and her heart began to beat faster. She walked up the mountain slope, pushed open the door, and found the room empty, without a single person in sight. Her eyes grew hot, she leaned against the wooden bed and sat down, a wave of despair surged up in her mind, and she couldn't help but lie on the bed and cry quietly.

  She cried for a while, then fell into a daze and slept until midnight when she suddenly woke up. But all she could hear was the creaking of the wooden gate in the wind, and a faint sound of a flute drifting over, like a lament, especially desolate. Hua Xiaoshuang pushed open the door and saw an old man in black sitting in front of the grave, his hair as white as snow, blowing wildly in the late-night wind.

  The man turned around at the sound, and Hua Xiaoshuang took one glance, retreated two steps in shock, and exclaimed: "It's you, your hair..." For a moment, he stuttered and couldn't speak.

  The person who came was Xiao Qian Jue. His black hair had turned white, and his pale face was covered with wrinkles. He put down the reed pipe and said coldly: "What's strange? Little girl, after a few decades, you'll be the same too!"

  Hua Xiao Shuang didn't expect that after not seeing him for several months, this generation's Demon King would be so old and frail. Her feelings of fear and hatred greatly reduced, and a sense of pity secretly arose. She sighed and said: "Xiao sir, the night is cold and windy, why don't you go inside and sit down?" Xiao Qian Yue let out a cold hum, and asked: "Where's Liang Xiao?" Hua Xiao Shuang smiled miserably, shook her head and said: "I also don't know."

  Xiao Qianju was silent for a long time, then suddenly said: "Little girl, I'll ask you one question, and you answer me truthfully." Hua Xiaoxue said: "Please go ahead." Xiao Qianju raised his head to look at the sky and murmured: "If... if I hadn't killed Liang Wenjing, would Feng'er and Leng'er have died?" Hua Xiaoxue shook her head: "No, they wouldn't have." Xiao Qianju snorted in anger: "Nonsense!" Hua Xiaoxue was startled, but then saw Xiao Qianju sigh and start playing the flute again. The melody was full of sorrow and longing, echoing far away.

  Hua Xiaoxue thought he was here, and it would be terrible if Liang Xiao came back. She had been thinking about him day and night, hoping to see Liang Xiao, but now she secretly hoped he wouldn't come. At this moment, she leaned against the door and looked out, her heart filled with conflicting emotions.

  At dawn, Xiao Qian stopped playing the flute and sat with his eyes closed. Hua Xiaoshuang stared at the mountain below, suddenly seeing several figures appear in the distance, her heart racing, she rushed out two steps and shouted loudly: "Hey, don't come over!"

  Xiao Qian guessed her intention and secretly sneered: "Fool, if it's really that kid, wouldn't you have called him over even faster?" The few people who heard the shout, one of whom had a movement as swift as electricity, had already arrived at the mountain top. He was dressed in silver and white, surprisingly, it was He Tuo Luo.

  Hua Xiao Shuang didn't expect it to be him, and she couldn't help but pause for a moment. He Lao Da laughed loudly and said: "What a coincidence, is the female doctor also here?" As he spoke, his eyes scanned the surroundings, and Xiang Qian's back was turned towards him, with white hair all over, He Lao Da couldn't recognize him at first glance, but saw that Liang Xiao wasn't there, and his heart slightly calmed down. He laughed and said: "Female doctor, you and Liang Xiao are inseparable, how did you separate? Ah, I see, the little lovers had a falling out? You must be lonely being alone, why don't I keep you company?" Before Hua Xiao Shuang could respond, he reached out to touch her shoulder.

  Hua Xiao Shuang took a step back, using the move "Plum Blossom Competing with Spring", slapping towards He Tuo Luo's small arm at the "Yang Xi" acupoint. He Tuo Luo let out a sinister laugh, wanting to use his ruthless hands, but suddenly heard an old voice behind him call out: "Hold on." He Tuo Luo furrowed his brow and stepped back with his hands behind his back. Hua Xiao Shuang's ears perked up at the familiar sound, and she looked over to see Luo Ming Hui quickly walking up the mountain slope, Chang Ning closely following behind her, while Harris hobbled along on a fake leg, looking worried and unhappy.

  "Ah, Grandma!" Hua Xiao Shuang exclaimed. Lou Ming Gui's face, like dried orange peel, showed a hint of a smile before she angrily asked, "Where is that stinky little brat, Liang Xiao?" Hua Xiao Shuang shook her head and replied, "He...he's not here." Lou Ming Gui scolded with her hands on her hips, "That son of a turtle, he burned down my Chi You Forest and even dared to leave his name on the mountain wall. Humph! How dare he? This time I've come out of the mountains to settle this account with him!" Chang Ning chuckled and said, "You're right, Master Aunt, this little girl isn't a good person either. The 'Corpse Wasps' you gave me were all destroyed by her." Lou Ming Gui's face darkened as she scolded, "What are a few Corpse Wasps? You hurt her, and I'll never let you off the hook!" Chang Ning slapped his thigh in frustration, secretly annoyed, and dryly laughed twice.

  Hua Xiao Shuang watched as Ruo Ming Qi and the villains formed an alliance, intending to persuade them. However, Ruo Ming Qi asked first: "Little girl, have you finished reading the 'Shen Nong Jing'?" Hua Xiao Shuang nodded: "There are still many unclear parts that require your guidance." Ruo Ming Qi was overjoyed at having found a successor and repeatedly clapped her hands: "What about that fox spirit? Was it poisoned to death by you?" Hua Xiao Shuang hastily shook her head. Ruo Ming Qi didn't think much of it, laughing: "You don't need to worry, I'll take care of it this time when I come out of the mountain. If that little boy knows his place, fine; if not, I'll slaughter him along with the others." Hua Xiao Shuang's heart skipped a beat as she repeatedly waved her hands: "No, no!"

  She gave him a cold glance and said, "Still so useless!"

  Chang Ning suppressed his emotions for a moment before speaking up, "Master Aunt, why are you passing on the precious manual to a woman?" Lu Minggui's face turned red with anger and she retorted, "What's wrong with that? I'm also a woman, and I'm not inferior to anyone! Hmph, I'll not only pass on the 'Shennong Manual' to her, but also other skills, letting her surpass the predecessors and become a medical master of her generation. Hmph, it'll be the death of those stinky men who seek fame and fortune!" Chang Ning's expression changed slightly as he bowed his hands in laughter, "Master Aunt's legacy is being passed on, congratulations are in order." Lu Minggui glanced at him with a smile, saying, "If you flatter me some more and make Master Aunt happy, perhaps I'll pass on two more skills to you." Chang Ning laughed, "I hope Master Aunt will fulfill my wish." Lu Minggui smiled, "Good, good!"

  As soon as the words were spoken, a cold hum was heard, and He Tuo felt a familiar ear, turned his eyes to look, and his face changed slightly. He dryly laughed: "Xiao brother arrived early, I didn't know, sorry about that." Xiao Qian's head didn't turn back, coldly said: "A group of thieving birds chirping nonstop, disturbing people's peace. He Tuo, today I won't bother with you, get lost!" He Tuo's eyes rolled, and he smiled: "Rather than choosing a day, it's better to bump into each other, at this time and place, we might as well settle the score."

  Xiao Qian's silence was broken as he stood up, his voice stern: "You seek death with all your heart, and I would be unkind if I didn't help you attain it." He Lüo's face revealed a sly smile, standing still. Xiao Qian's eyes turned cold, about to move forward, when suddenly a hint of surprise flashed across his brow, and he swiftly moved towards Luo Ming Hui. He Lüo blocked his way, the two clashed in mid-air, Xiao Qian stumbled backward, a red glow rising on his pale face, glaring at Luo Ming Hui: "Who are you, daring to use poison to harm people?"

  Luo Ming Qi sneered, "What's the big deal? Xiao Lao Guai, you claim to be invincible, sweeping away all under heaven, but when it comes down to it, you can't even withstand a single finger from me. Ha! How does it feel to be defeated by the Five Elements Scatter? From now on, the one who will be known as the undefeated is I, Luo Ming Qi!" She triumphantly subdued the world's top expert and couldn't help but burst into maniacal laughter. Xiao Qian's five internal organs ached in agony, regretting his underestimation of the enemy. He had focused all his attention on He Tuo Luo, never expecting Luo Ming Qi to launch a sneak attack with poison.

  He Da Luo knew that a good opportunity was hard to come by, and with a long laugh, he swung his fist. Xiao Qian Yue had originally been one move ahead of him, but at this moment, he was distracted by the poison, greatly weakening himself. In less than ten moves, he was hit by He Da Luo's palm wind, and threads of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. Luo Ming Hui coldly smiled and said: "He Da Luo, don't kill him! He has been poisoned with the Five Elements Powder and can still exchange blows with you; his internal energy is indeed profound. Leave him to me, I'll use him to test poison." He Da Luo smiled and said: "As you wish." His moves slowed slightly, intent on capturing Xiao Qian Yue alive.

  Hua Xiao Shuang knew that neither side was a good person, but if she allowed Luo Minggui to test poison on people, it would go against the principles of a doctor. She regretted her own weak martial arts skills and clumsy speech, which were barely enough for self-defense, let alone resolving conflicts. Just as she was getting anxious, someone suddenly shouted: "Xiao Shuang! Xiao Shuang!" Hua Xiao Shuang turned around to see Hua Sheng carrying Zhao Bing towards her, flying swiftly up the mountain slope with a face full of surprise and joy.

  Two people reunited after a long separation, Hua Xiao Shuang was overwhelmed with emotions, her face turned red as she sighed: "Hua Sheng, how did you come here?" Hua Sheng exclaimed loudly: "Is it really you? Am I not dreaming?" Just then, Zhao Huan stretched out his small fist and hit him, Hua Sheng asked in surprise: "Little kid, why are you hitting me?" Zhao Huan hummed: "You know I'm hitting you, that's not a dream." Hua Sheng was stunned for a moment, then laughed as he rubbed his head: "Right, it's not a dream, haha, it's not a dream. Xiao Shuang, they all said you were dead, but I didn't believe it, I looked for you for several days and almost died from anxiety! Little kid said you might be here, so I came searching all the way." He was dancing with joy, overjoyed. Hua Xiao Shuang's heart was moved, she couldn't help but smile through tears.

  The crowd cheered as they gazed at the arena, where Xiao Qian Yue stood swaying unsteadily, like a lotus in the wind. He Tuo Luo darted around him, searching for an opening to strike, but Xiao Qian Yue's martial arts skills were astonishing, and despite being poisoned, he showed few weaknesses. He Tuo Luo was unable to land a hit, no matter how quickly he moved his feet or struck with his palms. The two men clashed, their four palms meeting in a flurry of movement that sounded like bursting beans. Every time Xiao Qian Yue blocked a palm strike, his feet sank deeper into the ground, and in an instant, they had sunk nearly a foot deep. He Tuo Luo suddenly realized what was happening and laughed, saying, "Good job rooting yourself to the ground!" It turned out that Xiao Qian Yue couldn't withstand the attack, so he used the technique of rooting himself to the ground, channeling He Tuo Luo's palm force into his feet. At this moment, He Tuo Luo saw through his plan and secretly cursed his bad luck.

  The peanut didn't know Xiang Qian Jue, but knew He Tuo Luo. Thinking that this guy was a big bad man, the old man's hair had turned white and he was still being bullied, it really made people angry. Thinking about it, I didn't say much, and rushed up to throw two punches.

  He Tuo concentrated his energy, wanting to strike with lightning speed, but unexpectedly Hua Sheng suddenly appeared to intervene, and he could only turn around to block. Xiao Qian's entire body relied on a single willpower to support himself, and as soon as he received external help, his mind and spirit suddenly split, the poison rushing straight up, causing him to fall to the ground. His remaining aura still lingered, and Chang Ning and others stood by, with no one daring to approach.

  Hei Tuo Luo and Hua Sheng exchanged several blows, knowing his strengths and weaknesses. After a few moves, Hei Tuo Luo suddenly withdrew his internal energy, and Hua Sheng was caught off guard by the change in air pressure. One punch landed squarely on him, but Hei Tuo Luo dodged to the side and grabbed hold of Hua Sheng's pulse point. Hua Sheng's entire body went numb, and he struggled desperately to break free. Suddenly, Hei Tuo Luo's right hand shot out, grasping Hua Sheng's throat, his eyes gleaming with ferocity as he growled: "You bald donkey, always poking your nose into other people's business - believe it or not, I'll choke you to death!"

  The peanut was no match for He Tuo's strength, his face turned red and he struggled to breathe. Hua Xiao Xue hastily said: "Auntie, please save him!" Luo Ming Qi glared at her and angrily said: "I won't save him." Hua Xiao Xue was taken aback and asked: "Why?" Luo Ming Qi's eyes widened in anger as she stamped her foot and scolded: "You foolish girl don't understand, that stinky boy treats you poorly and you still want to find a monk to make up for it."

  Hua Xiao Shuang cried and laughed, hastily saying: "Mother-in-law, you misunderstood, Hua Sheng and I are just friends." Lu Minggui's expression slightly eased, asking: "Really?" Hua Xiao Shuang nodded repeatedly. Lu Minggui hummed a sound, calling out: "He Tuo Luo, let him go!" He Tuo Luo was very afraid of her, loosening his grip to release Hua Sheng. The little monk covered his neck and panted heavily, He Tuo Luo coldly said: "Sparing your life because of the Poisonous Raksha's face, but you can't escape punishment for crippling my son's leg, I'll also cripple one hand and one foot of yours."

  Hua Xiao Shuang exclaimed, "Losing a hand and a foot, how can you still live?" Luo Ming Qi's face sank, and she sternly said, "He Tuo Luo, I told you to release him, why are you spouting nonsense?" He Tuo Luo raised an eyebrow, his face turning pale with rage, and coldly sneered, "Du Luo Sha, I've been lenient towards you time and again, can't you give me some face?" Luo Ming Qi furrowed her brow, and Chang Ning hastily chimed in with a smile, "Master, as the saying goes: repay kindness with kindness, and repay grievances with straightforwardness. It's best if we don't get involved in other people's grudges." Luo Ming Qi nodded slightly, but before she could speak, Hua Xiao Shuang coldly said, "What a fine 'repay grievances with straightforwardness' you have! You killed my master, is that not a grievance? If I want to repay grievances with straightforwardness, shouldn't I take revenge on you?" She took a step forward, her eyes blazing with anger.

  Chang Ning's smile froze, and she saw that Luo Mingkui had an unusual expression. She hastily said: "Little girl, what nonsense are you talking about? I didn't kill that stinky fatty!" Hua Xiaoxuan said: "You didn't kill Master, but he died because of you. If someone blinded your eyes, pierced your ears, and cut off your right hand, would you still want to live?" Chang Ning's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly saw Luo Mingkui's angry gaze. She hastily interrupted: "Little girl, you're spouting nonsense! Master Uncle, do you believe her or me?"

  Luo Minggui looked at him for a moment, then suddenly shook her head and said: "I believe the girl." Chang Ning was taken aback. Luo Minggui's eyes gleamed brightly as she gazed at his face and slowly said: "I know that you have always been jealous of Chang Qing. In the past, you messed up his Triple Burner, ruining his life. Others may not know, but how could I, your master, not know?" Chang Ning's face turned deathly pale for a moment. Luo Minggui looked at him and sighed: "I thought that when you were young, you were foolish, but as you grew older, you would come to your senses. Alas, it seems that I was wrong."

  Chang Ning deeply understood that Luo Ming's temperament was eccentric and unpredictable, and his actions were based solely on his likes and dislikes. With just a flick of his finger, he would inevitably bring about his own downfall. Chang Ning was so frightened that her teeth chattered loudly as she kowtowed and trembled with fear, saying: "Master Uncle, I was confused for a moment, but now that I think back on it, I deeply regret my actions."

  Luo Mingqi heard him call himself Ning'er, and thought of some past events. His heart softened slightly, and he sighed: "You are the biological son of your master's brother, but Changqing is an orphan. Your mother eloped with someone, and your father was resentful towards you, so his teaching was lax. He loved Changqing dearly, no wonder you would hate him. Alas, it has ended up like this, and Master Shu is also heartbroken." Chang Ning knocked his head loudly, repeatedly saying: "Master Shu, spare my life! Master Shu, spare my life!" His face was covered in tears, crying uncontrollably.

  Luo Ming Qi's heart was filled with contradictions. She had a one-sided love for her senior brother "Miao Shou Fo Xin", but he only had this son, Chang Ning. If she killed him, her senior brother would definitely cut off his family line. On the other hand, if she didn't kill him, Wu Chang Qing's spirit in the underworld would not be at peace. Her thoughts were in turmoil, and in the end, her feelings for her senior brother took precedence. She suppressed her desire to kill and let out a long sigh, just as she was about to reach out to support Chang Ning. Suddenly, she felt a wave of dizziness and shouted sternly: "You beast, you've poisoned me!" Chang Ning's body shrunk back, and he quickly rolled away.

  Lu Mingxi was immune to poison and possessed a physique different from ordinary people. After being poisoned, she could still move around. With a wave of her hand, she attempted to counterattack, but unexpectedly, a strong gust of wind came from behind, and she was struck by He Tuo's powerful palm. He Tuo feared that Lu Mingxi would retaliate with poison, so he unleashed this palm strike with great force, sending Lu Mingxi flying out over three zhang, her mouth overflowing with blood.

  Hua Xiaoxue let out a cry and rushed forward, only to see that Luo Minggui's bones were all shattered and she had already stopped breathing. Her small eyes were still wide open. Hua Xiaoxue thought about how Luo Minggui was a difficult person to get along with, but she had been exceptionally good to her. In an instant, tears began to fall onto Luo Minggui's face one by one. After crying for a while, she wiped away her tears and reached out to close Luo Minggui's eyes.

  He Tuo and Chang Ning joined forces to kill Luo Ming Qi, but they feared her dying counterattack, so they didn't dare approach. Only then did they believe that Luo Ming Qi was dead. Chang Ning jumped out, pulled out a dagger, and stabbed towards Hua Xiao Shuang's neck from behind. Hua Xiao Shuang heard the wind sound, dodged to the side, and Chang Ning failed to retract his attack in time, stabbing into Luo Ming Qi's corpse instead. He kicked it away and shouted loudly: "Little girl, hand over the 'Shennong Jing'!" He Tuo suddenly woke up: "That's right! Chang Ning is a treacherous man who forgets righteousness for profit. If he learns how to use poison, won't I be controlled by him?" In a panic, he jumped out and also tried to seize the 'Shennong Jing'.

  Chang Ning's mind was anxious, and he stabbed towards the girl's heart. Hua Xiao Xue turned around to let him pass, but her foot tripped and she fell onto Luo Ming Qi's corpse, where she felt a porcelain bottle with her hand. Seeing Chang Ning swing his dagger at her, she grabbed the bottle and threw it at him fiercely. Chang Ning swung his palm out and shattered the bottle into powder, scattering the medicine inside everywhere, covering his head and face completely.

  Chang Ning's body shook violently, and with a cry of "Ah yo", he dropped his dagger and covered his face with both hands before falling to the ground with a thud. He Jiaoluo, who had just arrived using his "Void Movement" technique, hastily retreated a great distance upon witnessing this scene. Chang Ning was now wailing in anguish, his entire body convulsing violently as his eyes, ears, mouth and nose burst open, and black pus-like blood flowed out from the cracks in his skin.

  Hua Xiaoxue was shocked, carefully examining the fragments of the porcelain bottle, among which a yellowed label was mixed in, with fine writing like mosquito feet: "Twenty-five portions of Wu Xing powder". Hua Xiaoxue was stunned, only to hear Chang Ning's voice hoarse and unclear, shouting: "Ah yo... good master nephew... save me... good master nephew... no... good girl... lady, female ancestor, save me, save me..."

  Hua Xiao Shuang was stunned, shaking her head and sighing: "This is the Five Elements Powder of twenty-five shares, there's no cure, I...I'm also helpless." She couldn't bear to look anymore and turned her head away. Chang Ning was in agony, hearing these words, he was desperate and gritted his teeth, cursing: "Damn it, little bitch, ah yo......I'll get you......ah yo......I'll make you......ah yo......damn it, women are all damn it, my mom is......ah yo......mom......save me, save me......ah yo......" The mournful cry was extremely sorrowful and lasted for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. Chang Ning's voice gradually weakened, his limbs, chest, and abdomen rotted one after another, turning into a pool of black water that flowed and seeped into the mud.

  Everyone was shocked and frightened. He Tuo's eyes rolled, and he rushed to Hua Sheng's front, just about to slap him down to eliminate the future trouble, when suddenly he heard Hua Xiao Shuang say: "He Tuo, do you still want to live?" He Tuo listened to her tone, which was different from usual, and hesitated for a moment. With a cold smile, he said: "What do you mean by this?" Hua Xiao Shuang calmly said: "You unknowingly took my 'Tian Can Di Mie Cui Xin Duan Chang Da Bei San' just now. If you dare to touch a single hair on Hua Sheng's head, you will only have half an hour of life left."

  He Tuo felt a chill run up to his head, staring intently at Xiao Feng, but his hand was still on the top of Hua Sheng's head. Harris watched coldly and suddenly said: "Master, I think this little girl is deceiving you." He Tuo's eyes rolled over, angrily saying: "What do you know!" Harris was frightened and retreated to one side, silently not speaking.

  He Da Luo saw Hua Xiao Xue's calm and collected expression, without a hint of fear, and suddenly thought that this young girl had already obtained the true transmission of the poisonous Luo Sha. Just now, Luo Ming Gui had used an invisible and intangible poison to subdue Xiao Qian Yue, which was something he had witnessed with his own eyes. Thinking back to how he had been intimidated by Chang Ning's cruel appearance just now, he indeed had a momentary lapse in attention. If Hua Xiao Xue were to make a sneak attack, it wouldn't be without opportunity. He had always been afraid of death and greedy for life, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, his heart racing like a drum, and he dryly laughed: "Lady doctor, you're really good at deceiving people!"

  Hua Xiao Shuang smiled faintly and said, "You don't believe me? No problem, try it out. You can kill Hua Sheng first and then use him to test the antidote!" He Tuo Luo was furious in his heart: "How can there be a reason for trying something as important as life and death?" He saw that Hua Xiao Shuang was confident and unknowingly believed him a bit more, secretly anxious in his heart: "That poison is known as 'Heavenly Destruction', it destroys the heart and intestines, when it takes effect it will definitely be severe, I'm afraid it's not much different from the poison that Chang Ning was afflicted with." He didn't know that the "Five Elements Powder" was already the number one poison in the world. Just thinking about Chang Ning's miserable state before his death made him feel a chill on his head, and unknowingly he moved his hand away from Hua Sheng's head. Suddenly, Harris coldly said, "Master, why don't you try using your internal energy to test it?"

  One word awakened the dreamer, He Tuo Luo checked his breath and found nothing wrong, but couldn't help revealing a sinister glint in his eyes as he coldly sneered: "Female doctor, you really know how to deceive people."

  The frost didn't retreat, but instead advanced. She took a step forward and said, "This poison is unlike any other. How could ordinary internal energy possibly detect it? If you're not afraid, try circulating your true energy in the correct direction twice, and then reverse it twice." He Xiangluo was half-believing and half-doubting, but he tried circulating his energy anyway. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. After his initial shock, he glared at Harris with a mixture of anger and fear, silently cursing him: "You little brat, I almost lost my life because of you!" He then looked back at Xiaoxiao, seeing that her expression was calm and collected, with a hint of cold beauty.

  He Da Luo's face turned colder as he looked at her, his eyes spinning around before suddenly breaking into a smile. "Lady doctor, you're quite formidable," he said. "What do you suggest we do?" Hua Xiao Xue replied, "Let go of Hua Sheng and I'll give you the antidote."

  He Tuo hesitated for a moment, but ultimately prioritized his own life. With a resolute expression, he said: "Alright, I'll trust you this once." He opened the Huasheng hole and tossed it over, secretly vowing to himself: "Once I get the antidote, I'll make you face a choice between life and death."

  Huasheng retreated to Huaxiao Feng's side, Huaxiao Feng leaned on his shoulder, and her body swayed slightly. Huasheng hastily supported her and said: "Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you?" Huaxiao Feng's face was pale, and she whispered: "Don't talk, just hold me." He Tuo Luo impatiently said: "Lady doctor, don't delay, quickly give me the antidote."

  Hua Xiao Shuang let out a long sigh and said apologetically, "Mr. He, you actually weren't poisoned. I had to deceive you in order to save Hua Sheng." She had never used such tactics before, and it took all her effort to remain calm, almost exhausting herself. After the ordeal was over, she felt cold sweat dripping down and her legs trembling weakly.

  He Daoren angrily said, "How can this be? Are you playing tricks on me? I just finished my exercise and the Qi Hai is clearly different." Hua Xiao Xue sighed, "The true Qi suddenly becomes regular or irregular. If there's no way to dissolve it, it will inevitably harm the Dan Tian. This is the fundamental principle of internal strength. You two are both regular and irregular, so the Qi Hai will naturally be in constant pain."

  He Da Luo suddenly realized, and then became flustered: "I was blinded by this little girl's trick!" His face turned pale with rage, his murderous intent revealed. Hua Sheng saw the situation was unfavorable, and quickly stepped forward. He Da Luo coldly said: "Little bald donkey, get out of the way, haven't you had enough suffering?" Hua Sheng was stunned, thinking he couldn't defeat him, his heart racing with anxiety, his head bowed and lips pursed, almost crying out loud.

  Xiao Qianxue coldly laughed and said, "Little girl, you're so foolish. Just now, He Douluo asked for the antidote, you gave it to him, whether it's Wu Xing San or Duan Chang San, give it to him first then talk about other things." He Dongluo slightly smiled coldly, thinking to himself, "Being entangled by these two little guys, yet forgetting this big enemy." Turning his head back, he suddenly saw Xiao Qianxue slowly standing up, his face pale and weak, obviously the remaining poison not yet cleared. At that moment, he made up his mind, smiling and saying, "Xiao brother is really stubborn, you can't even save yourself, yet still want to meddle in other people's business?"

  Xiao Qian's expression was cold as he said, "What does that have to do with anything?" He Tuo Luo smiled and said, "Fine, this time I won't need to lend a hand. Let me see the great moves of Brother Xiao again." He was certain that Xiao Qian had not yet recovered from the poison, which is why he dared to speak like this. Xiao Qian coldly smiled and said, "There's no need for me to take action." He beckoned to Hua Sheng with one hand, "Little monk, come here." Hua Sheng looked at Hua Xiao Feng, who nodded slightly, before walking over to Xiao Qian.

  He Daluo said: "Want to join hands? Good, I'll take it together." Xiao Qianxue shook his head and said: "I said no fighting, so I won't fight. He Daluo, do you believe me? With just two moves, I can make you fall with a somersault." He Daluo's face sank, coldly saying: "Xiao old monster, you look down on people?" Xiao Qianxue remained calm and said lightly: "He Daluo, what are you afraid of?"

  "It's a matter of the martial arts world's reputation and status, He Tuo can't back down. So he said: 'If you want to point fingers, then point away, Xiao Lao Guai, how much time do you need?' Xiao Qian jue said: 'To deal with you, half an hour is enough!'"

  He Tuo was furious, but then burst out laughing and clapped his hands, saying: "Great! I'll be waiting with bated breath!" Xiao Qianxue gave a cold smile and beckoned to Zhao Huan, saying: "Little kid, you come over here too." Zhao Huan went over as instructed. Xiao Qianxue bent down and picked up two small balls made of sticky mud, cleared his throat softly, and said slowly: "You two can use these mud balls to play a game of pellet shooting."

  He touched the bald head, extremely surprised, but his personality was casual, nothing could be done about it. Xiao Qian said so, and he immediately followed suit. He Tuo Luo watched with a cold eye, very puzzled in her heart: "It's really childish, what kind of mystery is Xiao Lao Guai playing?"

  Xiao Qian Yue dug two small holes on the ground, one to the left and one to the right, about a zhang apart. He said: "The left is the monk, and the right is the little kid. Whoever throws the mud ball into the opponent's hole wins!" He turned to Zhao Bing and said: "Little kid, you go first." Zhao Bing was in high spirits, his eyes shining with excitement. He took aim, bent his fingers, and gave a light push, sending the mud ball rolling towards the hole. When it was Hua Sheng's turn, he snapped his fingers, and the mud ball shot out straight, colliding with Zhao Bing's mud ball. His own mud ball remained intact, but Zhao Bing's mud ball was shattered into pieces.

  "Sorry, little one," said Hua Sheng with a smile. Xiao Qian Yue pinched another mud pellet and Hua Sheng tried again. This time, he successfully broke his own mud pellet, causing Zhao Bing to burst out laughing. Hua Sheng's face turned bright red as he loudly exclaimed, "That doesn't count! That doesn't count!" He pinched another mud pellet and shot it out with one finger. To their surprise, the two mud pellets stuck together after colliding. Hua Sheng stared at the mud pellets in confusion, unsure of what to do next.

  Xiao Qian suddenly coughed and said, "Little monk, you're using too much force." He drew a circular arc on the ground with his finger and said, "When throwing mud pellets, it's not good to take a straight path. The force is too direct and fast, making it easy to lose control. You should learn to take a curved path, shooting out in a circular motion, with speed mixed with slowness." Huasheng seemed to understand but also didn't quite get it, so he tried as instructed. The mud pellet shot out along the arc that Xiao Qian had drawn and hit Zhao Huan's mud pellet. This time, Zhao Huan's mud pellet didn't break, but it was sent flying two zhang away, spinning rapidly in a blur.

  Huasheng scratched his head and said with a smile, "I understand now." He pinched another mud pellet and threw it out. This time the trajectory of the mud pellet was even more curved, and when it hit Zhao Bing's mud pellet, it bounced back and scattered into a pile in an instant. Huasheng opened his mouth wide and stood there stupidly. Xiao Qianjue coldly sneered, "The Great Golden Strength is mighty and powerful, but it is easy to be broken because of its stiffness. Jiu Ru monk has grasped the essence of Zen, and all things are not restricted, with their own flexible ways. Your cultivation is not as good as your master's, your strength is easily released but hard to control, and you can't exert greater power. If you understand the way of flexibility, your internal energy will be straight and curved at the same time, fast and slow, then it won't be easy for others to see through!" He Daluo's face turned gloomy, thinking, "This old monster is talking nonsense, does this little monk understand?"

  Xiao Qianjue paused for a moment, then said: "Time is limited, Little Monk, I'll teach you the method of convergence." Huasheng asked curiously: "What's the method of convergence?" Xiao Qianjue replied: "When the Great Vajra Power is unleashed, it should be without any direction, its power is extremely great. If the opponent is cunning, they will intentionally reveal a weakness to lure you into their trap. If your attack doesn't hit, the opponent will definitely counterattack with ferocity. Therefore, whenever you make a move, use only one or two parts of your strength and reserve eight or nine parts of your energy. Don't lightly release your true power unless it's absolutely necessary." He spoke fluently, explaining extremely subtle boxing principles, causing Huasheng to scratch his head repeatedly. Xiao Qianjue knew he didn't quite understand, so he said: "Alright, play marbles with Little Girl again and think about how to get the marble into the hole without breaking it."

  The peanuts could only continue to play with Zhao Bao, the mud pellets were soft and fragile, Zhao Bao was young and weak, just enough to pop out the mud pellets without breaking them. The peanut's strength was boundless, every time using too much force, the mud pellets would either shatter or stick together. Xiao Qianju watched from the side, occasionally offering words of advice on how to use his strength.

  Hei Shui Nei Gong excels in changing and growing, but Hua Sheng's strength is extremely strong yet he doesn't know how to adapt. Xiao Qian Yue watched him fight with Hei Duo Luo and knew where he was defeated. At this time, he had the "Five Elements Scatter" poison in his body and couldn't fight again. Knowing that only Hua Sheng could resist Hei Duo Luo, he reluctantly broke through the door of conventions and pointed out to him the method of using strength, though it was just a few words, but every word directly pointed out Hua Sheng's shortcomings. After getting the guidance from the great master, Hua Sheng gradually grasped the subtlety of using light and heavy forces, and the cleverness of slowing down and speeding up. In less than half an hour, he continuously hit Zhao Bing's mud pellets into the hole, without any damage to the mud pellets. Xiao Qian Yue nodded and said: "Little monk, use these principles again to fight with Hei Chou She."

  Huasheng was secretly worried, but he knew that a fight was unavoidable. He rubbed his bald head and stood up as instructed. Hetao had already lost patience and didn't say another word. He made a small circle with his right fist and struck Huasheng's face with a "snake" move. Huasheng swung his fist to meet the attack, but suddenly quickly circled around and struck Hetao's forearm, causing his arm to go numb and his punch to veer off course. Xiao Qian nodded in approval: "A straight line can be bent, this move is not bad." With one successful move, Huasheng gained confidence and launched a flurry of punches, sometimes straight, sometimes curved, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes direct, sometimes slanted, his fist techniques unpredictable.

  After exchanging over a dozen moves, the two men's palms clashed, and Hei Dou Luo employed his old trick again. With a burst of energy that seemed to be about to erupt but was suddenly withdrawn like a poisonous snake retreating into its lair, he attempted to lure Hua Sheng into throwing a punch that would miss its mark. However, Hua Sheng's internal energy slowed down for an instant, coalescing without dispersing, as if there were endless moves to follow. Hei Dou Luo was startled in his heart and hastily sent his internal energy forward, but Hua Sheng countered by withdrawing backward. Just as Hei Dou Luo's old energy was exhausted and new energy had not yet been generated, Hua Sheng suddenly released a burst of fist energy, striking Hei Dou Luo's chest with a loud thud. Hei Dou Luo stumbled back three steps in succession, his face flushing slightly red. Xiao Qian coldly laughed: "Hei stinky snake, how does this punch taste?"

  Kato's anger and shame surged, his underestimation of the enemy completely gone. He took a deep breath and launched himself forward, his fists flying wildly, his momentum startling. Hua Sang De's fingers danced with a thousand variations, his body combining the strengths of both orthodox and unorthodox styles. His fist techniques were incredibly varied, with subtle changes emerging from the midst of great power and firmness, perfectly merging the mechanisms of Zen. His punches flowed smoothly, changing from circular to square, with endless variations. Kato found it extremely difficult to counter his opponent's cunning moves.

  After a hundred and ten moves, Hei Tuo's profound skills were deep and ruthless, using his fierce moves repeatedly. Then he pressed down with the Huasheng Fist, suddenly shouting "Middle!" His hand clawed through Huasheng's clothes, leaving five bloody marks on his chest. If Huasheng hadn't retreated quickly, he would have been disembowelled.

  Xiao Qian's eyebrows furrowed: "Little monk is young and inexperienced, once the situation changes, it's hard to sustain, unlike He Chou snake who has been through a hundred battles and is good at turning defeat into victory." At this time, in the midst of the battle, things were changing rapidly, Xiao Qian didn't have time to give instructions, and saw Hua Sheng retreating repeatedly. Knowing that the situation was already lost, he couldn't help but secretly sigh: "Little monk loses once, I will immediately cut off my heart pulse, and absolutely not be humiliated by a treacherous little person." Just as his heart was filled with despair, suddenly he heard Hua Xiao Shuang loudly shouting: "Hua Sheng, attack his 'Cloud Gate'!"

  Huasheng had always listened to her, his left fist unfolding Hetuolo's killing move, his right hand with two fingers together pointing towards him like a yaksha probing the sea, aiming at the "Yunmen" acupoint. Before he could even strike, Hetuolo's expression changed, his body bent forward, and he retreated three feet, his left foot raised, and his long spear-like kick aimed at Huasheng's lower abdomen. Huaxiaoshuang shouted again: "Attack 'Zhongwan'!" Huasheng thought to himself: "'Zhongwan' acupoint is on his chest, if I forcefully attack, won't I get kicked by him?" He didn't want to disobey Huaxiaoshuang, so he ignored the opponent's leg movement and pounced forward, punching towards Hetuolo's 'Zhongwan' acupoint. Unexpectedly, Hetuolo quickly withdrew his foot halfway and dodged back more than ten feet to avoid his fist wind. This made not only Huasheng feel strange but also Xiaoqiu who was puzzled, staring at Huaxiaoshuang and thinking: "How can this girl be so brilliant? The places that I couldn't see, she saw them too?"

  Hua Xiao's eyebrows were slightly furrowed as she stared intently at He Tuo Luo, her hands rapidly calculating, her mouth spitting out the names of acupoints like a string of pearls. Hua Sheng followed her instructions and struck, each blow landing with unerring accuracy, leaving He Tuo Luo bound hand and foot, his mind reeling in shock and fury: "How did this little girl see through my blindspot?"

  Originally, He Tuo's martial arts were not yet accomplished in his youth, and his greed for lust and sex damaged his true yuan. In the midst of internal energy circulation, a huge blind spot emerged, and he rashly came to the Central Plains to show off his might. He was defeated by Xiao Qian Yue and Jiu Ru one after another. He escaped back to the Western Regions, reflected on his mistakes, abstained from lust and sex, and worked hard to practice his skills, exhausting himself to make up for the blind spot. Although he had some small achievements, he could not recover to his original state. After much thought, he came up with a method to train this blind spot to run along the three meridians and seven wheels. Even if a master were to see through it, the blind spot would follow the meridian and disappear quickly, making it impossible for anyone to grasp.

  But unexpectedly, he met Hua Xiao Xue in the Central Plains. Hua Xiao Xue was well-versed in the three schools of "Qing Xiang Juan", "Shen Nong Dian" and "Zi Fu Yuan Zong", and had a deep understanding of medicine, which could be said to be unparalleled in ancient and modern times. She was known for her ability to diagnose hidden diseases by observing the patient's color and aura. All internal martial arts start with the intention of strengthening the body, but none can escape Hua Xiao Xue's discerning eye. When she saw He Tuo Luo's movements, she knew that his internal strength had a major flaw, but his mysterious and unpredictable movements made it difficult for her to see through him. However, on the day they met on a lonely boat in the vast ocean, He Tuo Luo had discussed Tianzhu medical theory with her in search of immortality. Although he spoke unintentionally, she listened intently, and as someone who was obsessed with medicine, she remembered everything she heard and later incorporated it into Chinese medicine. When Hua Xiao Xue fell at a disadvantage, she used the knowledge she had learned to calculate He Tuo Luo's mysterious movements and took a risk to try and counterattack, which ultimately led to her success.

  He Daluo was at a disadvantage everywhere, furious and suddenly pulled out the Banzhaojian. Xiao Qian insulted him, saying: "He Dalo is not capable of anything, can't beat him so he resorts to using his weapon?" He Daluo didn't hear it, his battle intent increased, but unfortunately, the situation had already turned against him. Hua Xiaoxue understood his meridian circulation and could name the acupoints without looking. Hua Sheng was familiar with them and his movements became even faster. As soon as Hua Xiaoxue spoke a word, his fist was already close to the acupoint. He Daluo's Banzhaojian was sharp, but he couldn't defend himself from all directions.

  Huasheng's boxing skills were smooth and powerful, with an aura like a rainbow. He only attacked and didn't defend, using the mighty power of Da Jin Gang to its fullest extent. The two men rolled and tumbled, exchanging over a hundred moves. Suddenly, Huasheng let out a loud shout and struck He Daluo's "Xuan Qi" acupoint with his fist. He Daluo's body shook and his movements slowed down slightly. Just as he heard Hua Xiao Shuang call out "Ji Quan", Huasheng's second punch had already hit the "Ji Quan" acupoint. He Daluo retreated five steps, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. Huasheng pounced forward, unleashing a flurry of punches that struck true one after another. Three consecutive punches landed on target, each hitting flesh and bone. He Daluo let out a miserable cry as he was sent flying several meters away, spinning twice before heavily crashing to the ground, blood gushing from his nose and mouth like a fountain.

  Hua Sheng was taken aback, but then heard Hua Xiao Feng sigh and say: "Hua Sheng, since you emerged from the cave, no one has been able to defeat you. When you have the chance to spare someone, you should spare them. You've already won, so let him go!" These words resonated deeply with Hua Sheng's true nature. He bowed to He Da Luo and said: "Old sir, I wouldn't have fought you if you hadn't forced me. From now on, we'll just pass each other by, each going our separate ways, without bothering each other." With a flick of his sleeve, he turned back to Hua Xiao Feng's side. Hua Xiao Feng nodded and said: "Hua Sheng, that was well said." Hua Sheng beamed with pride at her praise, even more delighted than when he had defeated He Da Luo. He rubbed his bald head, grinning foolishly.

  Xiao Qian frowned and said, "If you show mercy, you can't take action. If you take action, you can't show mercy. When doing things, you must cut the grass and eliminate the roots. If we let He Chou She off today, there will be endless troubles in the future." Hua Xiao Xue sighed and said, "He has had three meridians severed and is now a useless person. Even if he wants to do evil, he has no power to do so." Turning to Harris, she said, "Take him away. I hope you and your father will change your ways and become good people. Otherwise, there will be heavenly punishment in the future." Her expression was calm and her tone was gentle, but at this moment, she had a kind of majesty. Harris was as silent as a cicada in winter, supporting He Tuo Luo as they limped away quickly.

  Hua Xiao Shuang walked up to Xiao Qian Jue again and said, "Old sir, I only hope that from now on, you will no longer make things difficult for Brother Xiao." Xiao Qian Jue coldly said, "If you are showing mercy, then this antidote can be left uneaten by me." Hua Xiao Shuang fell silent for a moment, placed the antidote on the rock and lightly said, "If you fight with Brother Xiao again, don't blame me for speaking up for him."

  Xiao Qian's face was cold as he said, "If you want to help, then help. I don't put it in my heart." He grabbed the antidote and took it, stood up straight, and slowly walked down the Luozanggang, disappearing into the trees by the side of the road.

  The flowers buried a pit and buried Liang Xiao's body, Hua Xiao Feng bowed three times, stood up and looked around, the mountain ridge returned to coldness, the door creaked with the wind, sounding like a sigh. Hua Xiao Feng gazed at the small house, suddenly understanding that Liang Xiao would never come back here, this life would never see him again, couldn't see his eyes, couldn't hear his laughter, couldn't eat the food he cooked, couldn't wear the clothes he mended, thinking and thinking, tears flowed. Hua Sheng was confused, rubbing his hands and turning around, saying: "Xiao Feng, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Huan kicked him and scolded: "Stupid boy, Auntie is missing Uncle!" Saying that, she also felt sad, her small mouth pouting, bursting into tears.

  Hua Xiao Shuang wiped away her tears and patted Zhao Kun's head, saying to Hua Sheng: "Don't mind me, I'm just not feeling well, crying for a bit will do." After thinking for a moment, she added: "Hua Sheng, I once made a vow in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva to travel the world and redeem Xiao Ge's sins through medicine. Alas, this matter originally had nothing to do with you, take Zhao Kun to find your master." Hua Sheng stomped his foot and said: "How can it have nothing to do with me? You're going to practice medicine alone, how lonely! Wherever you go, I'll follow." Zhao Kun also began to cry, saying: "Aunt Shuang, don't you want Kun-er anymore?"

  Hua Xiao Shuang stood still for a moment, then let out a sigh and walked silently down the mountain. Suddenly, her heart was no longer filled with anxiety or doubt, but was instead calm and serene, full of confidence. The repeated hardships had made this weak woman, who was afflicted with a terminal illness, strong. With her unparalleled medical skills and a compassionate heart, she set out on a journey through the vast rivers and lakes.

  Huasheng gazed at her back, suddenly feeling a little strange. Until Zhao Bing urged him to hurry up, he picked up his pace and loudly shouted: "Xiaoshuang, wait for me! Xiaoshuang, wait for me!" He swung his sleeves and chased after her with a few quick strides.

  Three figures disappeared into the distance, Xiao Qian and Ye Lu Chucai walked out of the forest, thinking: "Except for my master and Ye Lu Chucai, I have never been treated with kindness by others. Today, within a day, the little monk helped me first, and the girl saved me from poisoning afterwards. The great kindness that saved my life cannot be repaid. The two children are not weak in their abilities, but they are kind-hearted and soft-handed, how can they contend against the dangers of the world? I might as well follow them secretly and protect them from behind." He had always attached great importance to gratitude and revenge, his enemies would be punished, and those who showed him kindness would be rewarded. With a determined mind, he stepped forward and followed the three people from afar.