Ask Wudang Chapter 170

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Seeing a group of green-clothed men approaching with fishing nets, Ye Qingfeng said, “Brother Yao, step back a little and watch me break his fishing nets.”

As he spoke, he had already taken out a dark heavy sword from behind, which was Dugu Qiubai’s Heavy Iron Sword.

Huang Yaoshi knew Ye Qingfeng’s abilities well, so he didn’t say much and slowly retreated a few steps.

Ye Qingfeng immediately circulated his internal energy, and the Heavy Iron Sword in his hand swung out fiercely. The next moment, with a “buzz,” a black light quickly streaked across, like lightning, and the several green-clothed men who rushed towards him immediately froze.

Three breaths later, a series of “crack” sounds echoed. Upon closer inspection, the three fishing nets that had covered them were all broken, and the green-clothed men who held them were all cut in half at the waist, dying a gruesome death.

The fishing net of Unfeeling Valley was indeed a commendable treasure, but the Heavy Iron Sword in Ye Qingfeng’s hand was an even greater treasure among treasures. Ordinary swords, if mixed with one or two taels of heavy iron, would immediately become divine weapons. The Heavy Iron Sword in Ye Qingfeng’s hand was forged from a single piece of heavy iron, weighing eighty-one jin. Although this sword had no edge, when used by a sword master like Ye Qingfeng, its sword qi was sharper than any divine weapon. How could the fishing nets of Unfeeling Valley withstand it?

Seeing Ye Qingfeng’s divine skill, Huang Yaoshi was not too surprised, but Yelü Qi and Fan Yiweng were already stunned.

After a moment of shock, Fan Yiweng immediately shouted, “Master, this person cannot be resisted, quickly find a way to escape.”

As he shouted, he disregarded everything and swung his staff fiercely, directly smashing it towards Ye Qingfeng.

“You are loyal.”

Ye Qingfeng praised him admiringly, and the Heavy Iron Sword in his hand moved horizontally, blocking the incoming steel staff.

“Clang!”

The steel staff, weighing over a hundred jin, and the Heavy Iron Sword, weighing eighty-one jin, clashed fiercely, immediately emitting a deafening roar. However, although the steel staff was heavy, the force attached to it was far less than that of the Heavy Iron Sword. The next moment, Fan Yiweng’s body swayed, the steel staff in his hand flew out, and he himself quickly flew backward, stopping only when he hit the door of the stone house.

Ye Qingfeng, taking advantage of the situation, moved swiftly, and the Heavy Iron Sword suddenly chopped down towards Fan Yiweng’s head.

Fan Yiweng was unable to move at this point. Seeing the black light falling towards him, he simply closed his eyes and waited for death.

However, just as the black light fell three feet above his head, the fierce sword qi suddenly dissipated, leaving only residual sword pressure. However, even the residual sword pressure was something Fan Yiweng could not withstand. Under this sword pressure, he knelt on the ground with a “thud,” his knees shattering the bluestone slab beneath him, and then a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.

Ye Qingfeng slowly put away the Heavy Iron Sword and said, “I admire loyal protectors like you the most in my life. You may leave.”

Fan Yiweng had just walked through the gates of death and immediately understood the preciousness of life. He no longer acted ungratefully, kowtowing three times to Ye Qingfeng with a “thump, thump, thump” to thank him for sparing his life, and then turned and left.

After this experience, Fan Yiweng not only repaid Gongsun Zhi’s kindness but also had his state of mind elevated. After leaving Unfeeling Valley, he quickly settled down in Shanxi. During this time, he not only greatly improved his martial arts but also made friends with several like-minded brothers, who were known as the “One Cave Ghosts of Shanxi,” specializing in robbing the rich to help the poor, earning a resounding reputation.

However, these are all later stories, which will not be mentioned for now.

Inside the stone house, Gongsun Zhi heard the silence outside and felt an inexplicable panic, quickly turning and running towards the inner hall.

Just as he turned to escape, he suddenly heard a “rumble,” and the door of the stone house had been split open by Ye Qingfeng’s sword.

Seeing Gongsun Zhi escape, Ye Qingfeng did not hesitate at all, directly raising his hand and pointing out a Shangyang Sword. With a “whoosh,” an invisible sword qi broke through the air, heading straight for Gongsun Zhi’s back, moving at extreme speed.

However, Gongsun Zhi seemed destined not to die. Just as the Shangyang Sword qi struck, his body happened to turn past the door frame, so the sword qi did not hit his back, only hitting his shoulder. After taking this sword, Gongsun Zhi stumbled forward, and a stream of blood spurted from his mouth. Fortunately, his cultivation was profound, and as he stumbled, he used a move called “Lazy Donkey Rolling,” rolling into the inner hall.

Upon entering the inner hall of the alchemy room, Gongsun Zhi dared not be negligent in the slightest and quickly closed the iron door.

After closing the iron door, he still felt uneasy, so he strenuously moved the alchemy furnace to completely block the iron door.

Inside the alchemy room, Yang Guo, Guo Fu, Golden Wheel Dharma King, Nimoxing, Yelü Yan, Dalba, and others were all there, each bound by thumb-thick iron chains. Seeing Gongsun Zhi flee in such a disheveled manner, they all looked surprised.

Why wasn’t Zhou Botong here?

It turned out that because Zhou Botong’s martial arts were too high, he was given special treatment by Gongsun Zhi and locked in the dungeon.

Just then, Ye Qingfeng’s voice came from outside: “Gongsun Zhi, quickly hand over my disciple, and I will spare your life.”

Hearing this voice, Yang Guo was overjoyed and shouted, “Master, your disciple is here.”

Gongsun Zhi looked at Yang Guo with red eyes and shouted, “Brat, shut your mouth!” Then he turned to the iron door and shouted, “Basiba, if you keep pressing me, I’ll kill all your disciples, big and small!”

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingfeng immediately knew that Yang Guo and the others were locked inside. Then he thought that Gongsun Zhi called him Living Buddha Basiba, which was most likely due to Yang Guo’s deception. So he decided to play along and shouted, “Golden Wheel, I have painstakingly nurtured you for so many years, but I never expected you to be caught by such a small character. You have made me lose face completely.”

Inside the alchemy room, the Golden Wheel Dharma King was furious upon hearing this: “You, surnamed Ye, although your martial arts are high, you cannot talk nonsense. This old monk is an orthodox successor of Esoteric Buddhism. When did I become your disciple?”

Yang Guo’s eyes darted around, and he said, “Senior Brother, that’s not right of you. I know Master has always favored me, which makes you very unhappy, but you can’t resent him because of that. Look, isn’t he here to save us?”

Gongsun Zhi heard this, looked at the Golden Wheel Dharma King, and said fiercely, “Baldy, don’t try to deceive me with your glib tongue. I won’t fall for your trick. Hehe, I’ve always prided myself on being unscrupulous, but I never expected you to try to betray your master and destroy your ancestors just to escape imprisonment.”

The Golden Wheel Dharma King said in a deep voice, “Are you an idiot? If I were truly his senior brother, why would I capture him?”

Gongsun Zhi sneered, “Because this brat found a beautiful wife, and you’re jealous of him.”

As he spoke, his gaze turned to Guo Fu, and a hint of infatuation appeared in his eyes.

One has to say, this Gongsun Zhi was truly audacious; even at this moment, he still didn’t forget about beautiful women.

Yang Guo seized the opportunity and said, “Senior Brother, how can you be like this? Haven’t you and Senior Sister-in-law Li Mochou always been respectful to each other? And Senior Sister-in-law’s beauty is rare in the world, even compared to my wife, she’s not inferior at all. How can you betray Senior Sister-in-law…”

“Silence!”

Before he could finish, the Golden Wheel Dharma King let out a roar, interrupting him. Then, with a somber old face, he said, “You brat, if you dare to talk nonsense again, this old monk will be irreconcilable with you.”

His exasperated attitude, in Gongsun Zhi’s eyes, was simply a sign that he had been hit where it hurt and was now enraged out of shame. Immediately, Gongsun Zhi said coldly, “You bald thief are truly not human. You’re clearly a monk, yet you found a Taoist companion. And even if you found a Taoist companion, you still covet the beauty of your junior brother’s wife. I pride myself on being romantic, but you are even better than me.”

Upon hearing this again, the Golden Wheel Dharma King was even more furious. He knew there must be a huge misunderstanding, but at this moment, no matter how he explained, Gongsun Zhi would not believe him. His frustration was imaginable.

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