Chương 131: Building a Resort

The Shaolin monk's move was indeed extraordinary; it was exactly the same as the moves used by the monks when they besieged the old demon Huanyin.

Could it be that the reinforcements that Abbess Liaojing sought back then were Shaolin monks?

Zhao Rui still believed that he was a master of the Emei Buddhist sect.

With the Shaolin monk's intervention, Lin Han finally escaped Zhao Rui's lightning and thunder.

"This is outrageous!"

Lin Han, looking disheveled and with his face flushed red, angrily unleashed his Seven Injury Fist. After catching his breath, he charged at Zhao Rui again, looking like he was fighting for his life.

"Shaolin monk, this brat doesn't give you any face, don't blame me for beating him up!"

Zhao Rui chuckled and used the Dragon Step technique to meet the attack head-on.

The two clashed again.

"what!"

"Snapped!"

"you……"

"Snapped!"

After exchanging no more than twenty moves, Lin Han covered his cheek in astonishment and fear, and stopped in his tracks.

Because he realized that he could no longer defeat Zhao Rui.

Even if he didn't use the Qingcheng secret technique at all, his Seven Injury Fist alone was no match for him.

"Come on, try putting another label on me and see if I don't beat you up. You're not that old, but you have a lot of bad habits. What, are you more powerful than the Emei nuns or the Shaolin monks?"

"Or do you think the leaders of the provincial martial arts association have to listen to you?"

"you……"

Upon hearing Zhao Rui's words, Lin Han was both angry and anxious. He was angry because Zhao Rui had actually used his own methods against him to "put a label on him."

What worried him was that during their exchange just now, he clearly felt that Zhao Rui was like a different person, dominating him at every turn.

Let alone countering with the Seven Injury Fist, even if he parries with the Seven Injury Fist, Zhao Rui can find a momentary flaw in his moves and technique, and deliver a "lightning cannon" to him!

This is also why he felt so frustrated by his defeat.

To fight or not to fight?

Lin Han was instantly caught in a dilemma.

"Amitabha, benefactors, please stop for the sake of the abbot."

It was the bald Shaolin monk who spoke again.

His voice carried the power of a lion's roar, its sound waves rolling and surging through the mountains.

This monk has profound skill.

Everyone present was stunned. As expected, he truly deserved to be the leader of the martial arts world.

He's just an elder, yet he has such abilities.

Master Yu was somewhat worried, fearing that Zhao Rui, being young and impetuous, might offend the senior monk again.

To be honest, Qingcheng is weak against Kongtong, but they are not completely powerless.

But Shaolin Temple...

The monks were too strong to defeat, and too cunning to be trifled with.

This ancient temple, with its thousand-year history, truly lives up to its reputation.

"This great monk is not one to be trifled with, but rather extremely ruthless. We, Qingcheng, are weak and dare not offend him. If you say you'll stop, we'll listen to you. How about it, give us some face!"

"We in Qingcheng have given you face, shouldn't you, venerable monk, at least uphold justice for us?!"

Zhao Rui narrowed his eyes, leaped out of the training ground, and came to the bald Shaolin monk.

He said with a smile on his lips.

He's not a fool. Given the current pitiful state of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, with only a handful of members, it's best not to be arrogant.

It would be good enough if they could fight the Kongtong Sect and vent their anger.

"Amitabha Buddha, what you say makes sense. This duel was originally just a misunderstanding. Now that the fight has already happened, why hurt each other's feelings? Benefactor Lin, it was indeed your fault this time..."

The old monk smiled as he looked at Lin Han in the arena, a slight curve appearing in his eyes.

Lin Han's earlier rejection of his dignity had already made him resentful.

These words clearly carried a sense of final judgment.

Lin Han was furious when he saw this. What a bunch of monks! When I was the pawn, you all kept silent, but now that I've lost, you immediately stand up for "justice"!

good good!

Once I return and absorb the alien true energy, and cultivate the supreme divine skill of Kongtong, I will surely trample you all under my feet to avenge the humiliation I suffered today.

"I was being presumptuous!"

"I have other matters to attend to at Mount Kongtong and cannot stay any longer. Farewell!"

After Lin Han finished speaking, he strode down the mountain at great speed, and in the blink of an eye, he was already several feet away.

Upon seeing this, the accompanying Kongtong disciples hurriedly followed, disappearing from everyone's sight in a flash.

"Your skill is truly remarkable. With you here at Qingcheng Mountain, we are sure to deter the villains and restore our former glory as soon as possible... If you have the time in the future to visit Shaolin Temple, our humble temple will welcome you with open arms."

The bald Shaolin monk spoke loudly, and everyone present understood the implication: it was a tacit admission that the Qingcheng Sword Sect could continue to operate as a major sect in the martial world.

At least for now.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Zhao Rui, thinking to themselves that the Qingcheng Sword Sect was having good luck.

Even in such dire straits, there were always talented young people to help them.

Presumably, the story of this demon's extermination is not without basis.

If there were several powerful figures like Zhao Rui assisting him, the old sect leader could have sacrificed his lifespan and forcibly increased his power, and it wouldn't have been impossible for him to capture the demon.

The crowd echoed the monk's words of praise.

Yu Zhengnan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

His skill level was only at the second level of the Grandmaster Realm, and he rarely participated in sect affairs. Suddenly taking charge of the mundane affairs of the Qingcheng Sword Sect was indeed a huge pressure.

Just like this time, he had no idea that the various sects were using this as an excuse to test him.

He was only suddenly struck by the fact that it happened.

Fortunately, Zhao Rui was there this time, and he inadvertently averted a crisis for the sect.

This crisis came stealthily, yet it was even more insidious than a demon climbing a mountain.

"Emei owes me a favor, and you, Great Monk, have to be my witness!"

Zhao Rui, too lazy to listen to their nonsense, looked directly at the monk and asked.

The bald Shaolin monk's eyelids twitched, and he put his palms together, saying, "It is not appropriate for the abbot to comment on matters of other sects, but the matter is indeed as you have said. The abbot can testify to that."

"Just hearing that is enough."

After Zhao Rui finished speaking, he looked at Yu Zhengnan and said, "Master Yu, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

"Gentlemen, you're all discussing important matters. I'm just a nobody, so I won't get involved. I'll be leaving now."

After saying this, he clasped his hands in a fist salute to everyone and walked back into the Qingcheng Taoist Temple.

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances. This guy has absolutely no sense of being a master, even with his current level of skill.

Who dares to say you're a nobody?

"Master Yu, this elder of your sect seems to be quite young."

An elder of the Diancang Sect asked curiously.

"This one must be under nineteen!"

Yu Zhengnan hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"hiss!"

"Truly a young prodigy! This is a blessing for Qingcheng, and a blessing for the martial arts world. Amitabha."

The head monk of Shaolin couldn't help but smile and put his palms together as he spoke.

"You flatter me, Master. Everyone, the mountain wind outside is chilly. Please come in with me for a chat."

Master Yu naturally changed the subject and led everyone back to the mountain gate.

……

Mount Emei shrouded in the hazy night!

Inside a thatched hut!

Bai Xuening hung her head and stood respectfully below Abbess Jing, not daring to look her in the eye.

"Although you are a lay disciple, once you enter Emei, you must abide by its rules and regulations. Haven't I issued a decree forbidding you from contacting this Zhao Rui?"

Master Liaojing raised her eyebrows and rebuked him sternly.

"This disciple knows his mistake!"

Bai Xuening said hesitantly.

Seeing her remorseful expression, Abbess Liaojing sighed and said, "Never mind, in the end it was he who helped you comprehend the sword intent, which can be considered as making up for your previous escape."

"Starting tomorrow, you will enter the inner palace of Hidden Sword Peak, acquire the divine sword, and with the power of the Martial Origin Stone, catch up with the strength of your senior sisters as soon as possible..."

"Your disciple obeys!"

Bai Xuening exclaimed with delight, "Finally, I can try to acquire the divine sword!"

There are hundreds of swords of various kinds hidden in the Hidden Sword Peak of Mount Emei, of which twelve can be called divine swords.

Each of these divine swords is a peerless weapon no less powerful than the Autumn Water Sky Sword.

These twelve longswords require twelve masters who have mastered the essence of swordsmanship to sense and acquire them.

However, absorption is not 100% successful.

Over the years, apart from the Autumn Water Sky Sword, only a handful of other divine swords have appeared.

This is why the Emei Sword Sect is willing to hold a martial arts exchange conference, allowing martial arts students from all over the world to comprehend sword intent for free.

Sword intent is not what Emei values most; the divine sword is the key.

How did these divine swords come about?

The people of Emei do not fully know why it is so magical, but the divine sword is not an isolated case.

Other sects and even the imperial court possess such magical items.

According to the analysis of the imperial research institute, the materials of these items contain a structure similar to quantum tunneling, which can absorb mysterious true energy such as dark energy and attach it to the sword body, thereby achieving amazing power.

However, this has little to do with the Emei Sword Sect; that's a matter for scientists and sword-forging experts.

Seeing Bai Xuening leave, Abbess Liaojing lowered her brows and remained silent for a long time before murmuring, "Senior brother, what exactly happened over there?"

……

"Mount Qingcheng is connected to mountains beyond mountains, and the moonlight shines on the Five Grottoes!"

Can anyone tell me that I'm not the best in the world?

Zhao Rui sat on a cliffside rock at Lao Jun Tai, playing a little tune, slightly intoxicated.

They have plenty of food and drink, are waited on hand and foot, and are respected. When they are free, they travel and enjoy nature; when they are bored, they study martial arts.

Nobody can control it.

Compared to that, what a terrible life I had in the martial arts team.

There are imperial laws above, school rules below, and no one in between to serve you food and drink.

Zhao Rui didn't want to go back!

"Elder, Elder! There's movement in the Longevity Cave!"

Just then, a young Taoist boy, panting heavily, climbed up the hilltop and shouted loudly at Zhao Rui.

Ever since Master Yu came up with the title of honorary elder, the entire Qingcheng Mountain area has been calling him that without really understanding why.

Anyway, it was just a name, so Zhao Rui didn't pay any attention to it.

"Is there any movement?"

Zhao Rui was taken aback, then stood up and dashed down the mountain.

Upon reaching the young Taoist, he grabbed him by the collar and carried him down the mountain.

"Whoosh, a hole, whoosh, something inside, whoosh, a stone fell out!"

The young Taoist boy spoke incoherently, his mouth filled with air.

Before the young Taoist could finish speaking, Zhao Rui had already arrived at the entrance of the Longevity Cave.

Changsheng Cave was a name Zhao Rui came up with on the spot. The cave has nothing to do with immortality; it's just for the sake of sounding good and awesome.

If he didn't have any shame, he would have just named it the Eternal Green Cave.

"Elder!"

Upon reaching the entrance, a disciple on guard bowed respectfully.

Zhao Rui hummed in agreement, took a step, and his figure had already entered the cave.

Suddenly, a lot of colorful, misty gas, resembling smoke, surged out from the area in the cave that was neither a mirror nor a mirror, where the crystals disappeared when touched.

These gases condense upon contact with air, turning into crystals that fall to the ground with a clanging sound.

Zhao Rui's pupils contracted slightly. He reached out and flicked out a Xuan Yin Sword Finger. The finger force, wrapped in true energy, struck the misty aura and was instantly swallowed up by it.

It didn't cause the slightest ripple.

The young Taoist boy dared not utter a sound, standing solemnly to the side, his eyes wide open.

"Activate the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Technique! Quickly!"

Just then, Zhao Rui suddenly shouted.

The young Taoist was startled, but dared not hesitate. He immediately activated the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Technique and circulated it throughout his body.

Zhao Rui's true energy surged, and he instantly unleashed the Frost Palm, enveloping a wisp of misty energy with the power of ice, and then rushing towards the little Taoist boy.

"Absorb spiritual energy and guide your true nature back to its original state!"

The young Taoist priest dared not hesitate and followed the gaps in the icy true energy to absorb the misty aura that seemed unpolluted by the air.

"Such pure internal energy!"

The young Taoist priest shuddered and hurriedly began to absorb the energy with great eagerness, guiding it to his dantian.

After a long while, the young Taoist priest finally exhaled a breath of stale air and opened his eyes.

"How is it?"

Zhao Rui asked.

"Elder, this is amazing! It's like a master is transferring their power to me. I feel like I could take on ten people at once!"

"Snapped!"

"Ouch!"

The young Taoist priest covered his head and chuckled.

Zhao Rui ignored him and leaped directly to the spot where the misty aura was emanating.

He sat cross-legged, frantically absorbing this energy.

Zhao Rui has now opened up thirty-eight acupoints, making his absorption capacity incredibly powerful.

Even so, they only extracted less than one-tenth of it.

Most of them turned into crystals and fell into the crystal cave.

The young Taoist boy dared not disturb him, and sat cross-legged to refine the swirling energy within his body.

He sat there for two hours until the misty aura dissipated. Only then did Zhao Rui open his eyes, looking at the exit of the vanishing mist with a complex expression.

Is all that energy over there this kind of true qi?

If that's the case, how powerful must the people over there be?

But those two demons, Huanyin and her companion, weren't so perverted as to be unimaginably monstrous.

Moreover, the martial arts they practice are normal, only their internal energy is more profound and their techniques are more unique.

Zhao Rui thought for a while but had no clue, so he waved his hand to gather the mountain of crystals piled up by the pool.

Then he said to the young Taoist, "Tell Master Yu tomorrow morning that the food rations for the Qingcheng Sword Sect have arrived."

The young Taoist priest didn't know what food rations were, but he still obediently responded.

"I'm going to sleep, you should go back too. Tomorrow morning, boil four eggs, take two pancakes, and I'll have millet porridge."

"Yes, Elder!"

The young Taoist priest readily agreed and left the cave with a joyful expression.

After the young Taoist left, Zhao Rui went to a specially designated rest area in the cave, pulled up a blanket, and went to sleep.

"Sigh, the conditions are still too poor. There's no shower, no toilet, and the cave is cold and damp..."

Zhao Rui pondered this quietly.

A cave dwelling isn't as good as a mountaintop; let's find a place nestled between mountains and water to build a resort!

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(End of this chapter)