"But thinking about it carefully, that mysterious monk we met that day might not be that powerful, otherwise why would he have hidden himself like that? We'll deal with whatever comes our way. Since we've decided to challenge the martial arts world, what are we afraid of? We have divine skills to protect ourselves, so we can go anywhere in the world." As soon as Li Qiushui finished speaking, an old voice came from ahead.
“Amitabha, in my humble opinion, the only place for you two benefactors is hell.” Qianqian’s face was as cold as frost.
"Whoa..." Wu Yazi quickly stopped the carriage, clasped his hands and said, "Master, what is the meaning of this? Why are you blocking my wife and me from passing?"
"Husband, this is the Shaolin monk who threatened me yesterday. I'm sure of it by his voice." Li Qiushui looked wary, her heart pounding with anxiety.
"Oh? It seems this female benefactor still remembers this old monk. In that case, I won't waste any more words. Today, you two challenged Shaolin, resulting in the deaths of three of my Shaolin monks. This old monk is a man of his word. One life for one life, three for two, you've actually gained something."
"If you two don't want to suffer, then commit suicide. Or, let your master, Xiaoyaozi, come out and talk to me now; perhaps he can save your lives. Otherwise, you two benefactors will only be able to go to hell," Qianqian said coldly.
"What! Three eminent Shaolin monks have passed away? Several monks who were seriously injured during the competition have taken the sacred medicine of my Xiaoyao Sect and are now fine. How could three eminent monks have passed away? I hope you will investigate this matter thoroughly, senior. This matter has nothing to do with us."
Wu Yazi could tell from the tone of the other party that they were not particularly afraid of their master, Xiaoyaozi. Even if their master were here, the two of them would probably have to fight to settle the matter, but Xiaoyaozi was not here now.
"I have investigated what you did. Otherwise, I would not have only killed the two of you. A life for a life, I should have killed three!"
"Heh heh, Xiaoyaozi hasn't shown up yet, so he's probably not here anymore. I knew it! With you all acting so recklessly, how could he possibly ignore it? In that case, this old monk will clean up his own mess." Qianqian said viciously.
Li Qiushui scoffed, "Senior is so domineering. Can monks be so unreasonable? When we left, there wasn't a single dead person, not even a seriously injured one. Could it be that they committed suicide out of shame and indignation after losing the competition?"
My husband stopped Abbot Chengyi from committing suicide once after the martial arts competition ended, and also took the initiative to send him a holy medicine for healing. The two sides have turned hostility into friendship, and all the martial arts practitioners from various sects who watched the competition can testify to this.
We have done our best to follow the instructions of our predecessors. As for the deaths at Shaolin after we left, how can we be blamed? Or does our predecessor simply want to bully the younger generation without asking any questions, relying on their superior martial arts skills?
"Hahaha, what a sharp-tongued girl! Not bad, you don't deserve to die, but I'm only killing you out of mercy. Fine, since you don't want to die, I'll try another method: cripple your martial arts! Where do you think you're going!" As Qianqian spoke, Wuyazi and Li Qiushui had already split up and run away!
"Husband! Whichever of us escapes, we'll go find our master and ask him to avenge us!" Li Qiushui had only run a short distance using her Lingbo Weibu technique when she crashed into a wall of qi.
On the other side, Wu Yazi was in a similar situation. This wall of energy seemed to be solid, and he couldn't break through it even with the Tianshan Six Yang Palms. "No, we can't escape. We have to fight him!"
"Hahaha... You two little kids think you're worthy of fighting me?" With a wave of her hand, Qianqian pushed Wuyazi and Li Qiushui back by the air wall.
Li Qiushui leaped with all her might, only to find a wall of air blocking her way above her head, or perhaps it should be called an air shed?
"Senior, you should think this through carefully. Our master is extremely protective of his own. If he finds out that you treat his disciple this way, he will definitely attack Shaolin Temple."
"Oh, now that you mention it, I really should think about it. Let's just kill them then," Qianqian nodded.
Li Qiushui inwardly groaned. Could this monk be a madman? But things had come to this point, and she knew she couldn't win by fighting. She could only rely on her words.
"It's no use trying to silence us, senior. We disappeared as soon as we left Shaolin. Master will definitely guess that it's related to Shaolin. And the only one in Shaolin who could kill us is you. Even if you escape, Shaolin won't escape either. If Master gets angry, he will definitely massacre Shaolin! Are you going to gamble with the safety of the entire Shaolin?"
Qianqian frowned, then relaxed. "Heh heh, do you think I'm easily scared? Your words just now reminded me that after killing you, I should have properly destroyed the evidence so that there would be no way to prove anything. As long as I don't confess, what can Xiaoyaozi do to me? It's even better if he comes looking for me. I can settle the score with him for the leak of Shaolin's secret techniques and the deaths of the three masters!"
"You madman! You bald monk! You shameless bastard! If you dare kill us, my master will surely raze Shaolin to the ground!" Li Qiushui had no better way to vent her anger than to curse him. This monk was definitely insane!
"Hahaha... Well said! I'm a madman!" Despite his madness, Qianqian's skills were not weak. He had already squeezed Wuyazi and Li Qiushui together, back to back.
“Madam, his wall of true energy is hard to break through. Let’s try using the Northern Darkness Divine Art together!” Wu Yazi said through gritted teeth.
"Good!" Li Qiushui thought this was a good idea, and immediately started frantically absorbing from the other side with Wuyazi. Even if they couldn't drain the mad monk dry, they would have a chance to thin the air wall and break through.
"Hehe, the Northern Darkness Divine Art? This technique can indeed rival the Yi Jin Jing, but it only works when Xiaoyaozi uses it. You two think you can fight me? I'll let you absorb as much as you want!" Qianqian slammed her palms together.
The true energy that formed a wall of energy instantly surged into the acupoints opened by Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui. Wu Yazi felt that the opponent's internal energy was inexhaustible. Even after he absorbed it to his heart's content, it still had no effect.
Worse still, they can't stop now. The mad monk's true energy is desperately drilling into them. If this continues, Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui will die from their bodies exploding!
Just then, Qianqian suddenly turned her head to look in the other direction, shouting, "Who's there? Come out!"
"The Yi Jin Jing truly lives up to its reputation, Senior Qianqian. My master, Xiaoyaozi, already knows that you intend to harm my senior brothers and sisters. He specially sent me to deliver a message to you: show mercy where you can. They have already suffered enough as punishment. Senior, please release them now, and we can pretend this never happened. What do you say?" Li Canghai floated down from the tree, like a fairy.
"Oh, you look a lot like her. Does Xiaoyaozi really know? Then why doesn't he come over in person?" Qianqian felt uneasy. This girl's martial arts seemed to be even better than Wuyazi's. It wouldn't be easy to control all three of them at the same time. If one of them escaped, it would definitely bring a great disaster to Shaolin. So this person was probably not easy to kill, but crippling their martial arts was an option!
"Junior Sister!" Wu Yazi was excited. Li Canghai's appearance here meant that she had successfully completed her seclusion.
"Canghai!" Li Qiushui was overjoyed. No matter what, Li Canghai's appearance here greatly increased their chances of survival.
“Of course I know, and I can communicate with my master over long distances using a secret technique. You don’t need to doubt it. If anything happens to my senior brothers and sisters here, my master will know immediately,” Li Canghai said with a smile.
"Hahaha... Telepathy? Then please pass on a message to Xiaoyaozi: the grievances have their source, the debts have their debtors. The Shaolin disciples don't know I'm here. I'm determined to cripple these two's martial arts. If they want revenge, come find me. This old monk will fight to the death! Hehe, trying to scare this old monk with Xiaoyaozi? Little girl, you're too naive!"
Qianqian had always lost to Xiaoyaozi in the past because he was afraid of dying, afraid that the Yi Jin Jing would be lost, and had no reason to fight to the death. Now that the Yi Jin Jing has a successor, what's wrong with fighting to the death for Shaolin?
Besides, the one who ultimately loses might not be me!
Chapter 421 is useless.
Unexpectedly, even the name of Xiaoyaozi couldn't subdue this mad monk.
However, Li Canghai had anticipated this situation before he arrived. After all, the Mad Monk Qianqian was a powerful figure in his own right, and it was normal for him to have a temper and care about his reputation.
Clang!
It sounded like a dragon's roar.
Li Canghai drew his sword and stared coldly at the mad monk. It seemed that he would have to draw blood today.
"Junior sister! This monk has gone mad! Don't try to reason with him, go find Master!" Wu Yazi knew that the Xiaoyao Sect didn't have any secret technique for transmitting sound over long distances, and the chances of the three of them defeating the mad monk were slim; at most, only one of them could escape.
"Canghai, tell your master that this mad monk has crippled the martial arts of half of the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect. Please ask your master to cripple the martial arts of at least half of the Shaolin disciples as well!" Li Qiushui said viciously.
"Oh? Then I'll kill you first, then shave your head and make him a monk to keep by my side. Hehe, Xiaoyaozi dares to touch a Shaolin disciple, you can try it and see who feels sorry for him!" After saying that, Qianqian made his killing move, leaping over and striking Li Qiushui's crown with a palm.
Li Qiushui turned pale, but she couldn't move at all. Wu Yazi was in the same situation. Only Li Canghai had a chance to save her, but if Li Canghai came over, he might also be subdued by the other side, and in that case, he would still die.
"Stop! The Overlord is here!" Li Canghai used his Free and Easy Wind Control technique to fly instantly and thrust out his sword.
"Hehe, no use! You and she can die together! Shaolin Temple doesn't accept women!" Qianqian struck out with both palms, one hitting Li Qiushui and the other Li Canghai. With his skill, the sword would surely break, resulting in an instant double kill!
That overlord is indeed powerful, but so what? He's too far away to help us in the present. By the time he actually arrives, this whole thing will be over. Maybe he can even stop Xiaoyaozi from indiscriminately killing innocent people!
"Who's useless?" A cold voice suddenly rang out in the mad monk's mind; it was none other than the Overlord!
Then, just before the palm and sword made contact, a tiny bolt of lightning struck the mad monk, instantly numbing him.
puff!
The sword pierced the mad monk's palm without any resistance, drawing blood. The so-called three-foot qi barrier was completely useless.
"Ah!" The mad monk screamed and staggered back several steps, looking around in terror. "Your Majesty, please calm down! I told you I'm useless!"
The mad monk may be mad, but he's not stupid. He's willing to risk his life against Xiaoyaozi, but how could he possibly win against the Overlord just by risking his life? He still vividly remembers that big bump on his head last time!
"No need to look anymore, the Overlord isn't here. But if you dare to attack me again, it won't be as simple as just losing a hand," Li Canghai said coldly.
The mad monk was pale and hurriedly used his internal energy to stop the bleeding, but at least three tendons in his left hand were severed. This was only because he stopped his attack in time; otherwise, he would have been injured even more severely.
He suddenly began to believe that Li Canghai could communicate with Xiaoyaozi over a thousand miles. It must have been Bawang communicating with him just now. It was definitely Bawang.
The key point is that he seemed to have been struck by lightning just now, otherwise how could his internal energy be disordered, and how could he have lost his true energy defense and been injured by a little girl?
If this is the way the Overlord protected Li Canghai from a thousand miles away, then it is too terrifying. Moreover, judging from Li Canghai's tone, it seems that the Overlord showed mercy.
"Oh, I see. You've found a good match." The mad monk carefully examined Li Canghai. She looked very much like Li Qiushui, but she lacked some of the charm and had more of an ethereal quality, giving people a sense of otherworldly grace, like a fairy in a dream.
Li Canghai gave a light snort, "Senior brother, senior sister, are you alright?"
In that instant, Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui were also released from their restraints, but because they had absorbed too much alien true energy, their meridians were in excruciating pain. They had to immediately take healing medicine, sit down, and circulate their energy to dissipate the domineering true energy.
"We are unharmed, junior sister. Who is the Overlord?" Wu Yazi knew about the Chu-Han Contention, but even with his wildest imagination, he couldn't have imagined that this Overlord was the real Overlord.
"This is none of your business. Once you've finished your meditation, hurry up and leave. I'll find a way to send those manuals to Langhuan Paradise for you. Go now!" Li Canghai said solemnly.
"Husband, let's go quickly. We're both injured, and staying here will only be a burden." Li Qiushui was genuinely scared. Even if Li Canghai's martial arts had greatly improved, he was still no match for this mad monk. It would be too difficult for him to protect both of them at the same time.
Moreover, judging from Li Canghai's attitude, he probably wasn't very confident. The reason he was able to injure the Mad Monk with one sword was mainly because the Mad Monk used most of his internal energy to trap her and Wuyazi.
Despite the mad monk's injured hand, killing one of them shouldn't be too difficult if he puts all his strength into it.
Wu Yazi thought so too. In the end, it was because he and Li Qiushui's meridians were damaged and needed to be treated, especially the meridians in their arms, which were severely damaged. Even the Nine-Turn Bear Snake Pill could not restore them immediately.
They can fight desperately now, but if their injuries worsen as a result, their martial arts skills might really be ruined.
"Take care, junior sister. We'll meet again at Langhuan Paradise." After saying this, Wu Yazi used his Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) to escape in the opposite direction from where the mad monk was, with Li Qiushui following closely behind.
If Li Canghai can hold off the Mad Monk, and then use the Free and Easy Wind Riding technique to retreat after they reach a safe distance, that would be a pretty ideal outcome.
As for that cartload of secret manuals, they weren't that important anymore. We almost lost our lives, what use were the manuals?
Li Canghai said he would try to send the manual to Langhuan Paradise, but Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui didn't have much hope. Unless the mad monk wasn't interested in the manual, he would definitely take it back.
The mad monk Qianqian was no longer mad at this moment, and obediently watched Wuyazi and Li Qiushui leave. "This female benefactor, may this old monk leave now?"
"Where does Master Qianqian want to go?" As Li Canghai spoke, he walked to the carriage and with a wave of his hand transferred all the martial arts manuals inside to Hao Jiu. The second awakening of supernatural powers was really quite useful, and could even be used as a shared storage space.
"Of course I'll go back to Shaolin. I've already taught Xiaoyaozi a lesson for his two arrogant disciples. I believe they'll be more restrained after this, and my goal will be achieved," Qianqian said shamelessly, making no mention of the injury on his hand.
“Master Qianqian, please go ahead. Shaolin is your home, so there’s nothing wrong with returning home,” Li Canghai said with a smile.
"Amitabha, then this old monk will take his leave." Qianqian put his hands together, bowed, and said in his heart, "Overlord, I will return to Shaolin now. Today's matter was a misunderstanding."
Xiang Yu naturally couldn't hear it. He had thought there would be a tough battle, but the split soul only said one sentence and released a bolt of lightning, and the mad monk stopped being crazy and became very obedient.
Of course, if the devout monk remains obstinate and continues to act crazy in front of Xiang Yu, then Xiang Yu is prepared to let the divided soul possess him for a bit of fun. After all, the devout monk is so strong that he can't be easily damaged.
Qianqian ran straight to Shaolin Temple with lightning speed. Although she didn't look back, she kept an eye on her back. After confirming that Li Canghai hadn't followed, a strange smile finally appeared on her face. She thought to herself, "The little kid is still too inexperienced. Those two guys have injured meridians, so they definitely can't run far."
Seeing that no one was around, Qianqian decisively changed her direction of travel, intending to take a detour to catch up with Wuyazi and Li Qiushui. As for Li Canghai, he would definitely drive the carriage to transport the martial arts manual to that Langhuan Paradise.
This time, no one can save us. Save us? Qianqian's eyes widened suddenly.
A giant crane hovered in the sky, and who else could be sitting on it but Li Canghai?
“Master Qianqian, are you lost? That’s not the way back to Shaolin. It’s the same direction my senior brothers and sisters went.” Li Canghai smiled slightly.
"Uh, this... where did you find such a divine bird, female benefactor?" Qianqian's lips twitched violently. No wonder no one had been watching her; it turned out she had been in the sky the whole time!
"Just a pet of the Overlord. If I were you, I would quickly return to Shaolin Temple, stay inside, and live out the rest of my life peacefully. Perhaps you can live until the day your disciple Chengcheng returns," Li Canghai said solemnly.
"What! Chengcheng has been kidnapped by you? What a scoundrel!" Qianqian exclaimed in shock.
“My master isn’t as despicable as you. Chengcheng left Shaolin on his own, probably because he was afraid you would wipe out the entire Shaolin, so he went out to hide first,” Li Canghai joked.
Qianqian thought about it and realized that Chengcheng, that cunning little devil, might actually do something like that. "Hmph! Is that brat so sure I can't beat Xiaoyaozi? How despicable!"
“Master Qianqian, I am also very sorry for the passing of the three eminent monks of Shaolin, but that is not a reason for you to go crazy. If you still want to fight, Canghai will accompany you to the end. I wonder if you dare to take another sword strike from Canghai?” Li Canghai drew his sword halfway out.
"Uh, will the Overlord make another move?" Qianqian felt that he could withstand ten or even a hundred more sword strikes from Li Canghai, but if the Overlord unleashed another lightning bolt, he would definitely be done for.
"What do you think? For those who don't know what's good for them and don't appreciate kindness, the King's patience is quite limited." Li Canghai smiled coldly.
"Hahaha... Just kidding, just kidding. This old monk is going back to Shaolin now. You should also hurry back and take care of the manuals, it wouldn't be good if they got lost." Qianqian thought to himself, this person really doesn't take the manuals of the Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts and the Dog-Beating Staff Technique seriously.