Ask Wudang Chapter 176

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With this pounce, she instantly fell to the ground, but she still didn’t give up, desperately crawling towards Qiu Qianren.

Gongsun Lu’e and the two green-clothed disciples couldn’t bear to watch and immediately stepped forward to help her up.

Arriving beside Qiu Qianren, she briefly checked and found that he had no breath. Qiu Qianchi let out another roar and wail. After wailing for a while, Qiu Qianchi looked at Ye Qingfeng again, with a resentful expression, saying, “Dog thief, you actually killed my second brother. I will never rest until one of us is dead.”

As she spoke, she opened her mouth and spat out a date pit nail, which immediately attacked Ye Qingfeng’s face, swift and sharp.

Ye Qingfeng gently waved his hand, and the date pit nail was blocked by an invisible airflow, then fell to the ground. Then, he said indifferently, “You instigated him to kill me, but he was killed by me instead. How can you blame me for this?”

Qiu Qianchi was speechless for a moment. She couldn’t fight, so she could only cry heartbrokenly.

At this moment, Ye Qingfeng suddenly raised his hand and waved, and a gentle force immediately surged out, sweeping Qiu Qianchi aside. Immediately after, he grabbed in mid-air, and Qiu Qianren’s body was sucked over. He grabbed Qiu Qianren’s shoulder with his left hand, and formed a sword finger with his right hand, pressing it against Qiu Qianren’s Tanzhong acupoint, slowly infusing a stream of true qi.

Seeing this, Qiu Qianchi cursed, “Dog thief, killing my second brother isn’t enough, you even want to defile his body?”

Ye Qingfeng said indifferently, “Ignorant person, stop your clamor.” As his voice fell, he quickly withdrew his sword finger, then lightly patted Qiu Qianren’s chest, shouting, “Qiu Qianren, if you don’t wake up now, when will you?”

Qiu Qianren staggered back two steps, then suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, and gradually regained consciousness.

Seeing the palm strike that Ye Qingfeng used to kill Qiu Qianren earlier, everyone was already astonished enough. Seeing this scene before them, everyone was even more astonished beyond measure. A dead person who had clearly stopped breathing was actually brought back to life. What was this?

An immortal? A monster?

Of course, neither.

In fact, Ye Qingfeng’s palm strike just now didn’t actually kill Qiu Qianren; it only made him enter a state of suspended animation, temporarily in a turtle’s breath sleep. Only in this way could the malevolence on him dissipate. After all, a person’s death is like a lamp extinguishing. When a person dies, everything becomes empty, and the malevolence naturally dissipates. And once the malevolence dissipated, when Ye Qingfeng brought him back to life, he naturally had no malevolence.

Qiu Qianren slowly opened his eyes, looking at the people in front of him, some familiar, some strange.

Ye Qingfeng continued, “Jianghu dominance is all an illusion. The struggle on Mount Hua is all a mirage. Past grudges and old hatreds are all dust. Qiu Qianren, after this experience of dying and coming back to life, what else do you have to say?”

Qianren was stunned, and immediately recalled all the past events.

Back then, he heard that Wang Chongyang had surpassed Emperor Duan, and fearing that Emperor Duan would win the title of the greatest martial artist in the Second Mount Hua Sword Contest, he designed to kill Ying Gu’s child, hoping to deplete Emperor Duan’s cultivation, thus planting the seed of a nightmare. Later, he colluded with the Jin Kingdom, almost overthrowing the Beggars’ Sect, committing many wrongdoings, which eventually caused the seed to sprout. By the time the Second Mount Hua Sword Contest began, he was frantically pursued by Ying Gu, and his nightmare erupted, forcing him to reluctantly join Monk Yideng’s tutelage.

He joined Monk Yideng’s tutelage, originally hoping to find liberation and no longer have nightmares. However, more than twenty years passed, and he still couldn’t find the method. Not only did he suffer torment every day, but the malevolence on him grew stronger day by day. To prevent himself from killing again, he even forged a pair of handcuffs and leg irons, locking his own hands and feet, but it was always useless.

Because he found that he could control his body, but he could not control his heart.

Just now, as Ye Qingfeng’s palm slowly pressed down, he felt as if he was facing the entire world, unable to muster even a trace of courage to resist. It was then that he realized how precious life was. His casually taking others’ lives, just as Ye Qingfeng casually took his life, truly exemplified “those who kill will be killed.” As the saying goes, there is great terror in life and death, but also great opportunity; this saying is absolutely true. At the moment he felt he was about to die, Qiu Qianren finally comprehended, but alas, it was too late.

He never expected that he, who was already dead, would actually be saved by Ye Qingfeng.

Recalling this process from life to death, and then from death to life, Qiu Qianren immediately put his palms together, slowly bowed down before Ye Qingfeng, and sincerely said, “Thank you, Senior, for your enlightenment. This humble monk bows a hundred times, and is eternally grateful.”

“You’re welcome, rise.”

Ye Qingfeng, with a look of satisfaction, gently raised his hand to support, and a gentle force immediately lifted Qiu Qianren.

At this moment, Monk Yideng also walked over, putting his palms together and saying, “Amitabha, Ci’en, congratulations on your sudden enlightenment, resolving your inner demon. From now on, strive diligently, and you will eventually achieve true fruition.” He then turned to Ye Qingfeng, with a respectful expression, saying, “Although Your Excellency Ye is not a Buddhist, you possess supreme wisdom. This divine ability truly fills this old monk with admiration. Your Excellency has helped Ci’en resolve his malevolence and escape his inner demon. This act has not only helped him but also this old monk. In the future, if Your Excellency has any commands, this old monk will obey them without fail.”

Ye Qingfeng said, “Master, you overstate it. I merely offered a small helping hand. How could I possibly deserve such praise?”

Monk Yideng said, “Our Buddhist sect emphasizes the cycle of cause and effect. The grace that this old monk and my disciple received from Your Excellency today is the cause. If we do not repay it with an effect, our future cultivation will inevitably be hindered. Therefore, please do not decline, Your Excellency.”

Ye Qingfeng said, “Since that is the case, then I shall be so bold as to ask for one thing from the Master. I have long heard that the Dali Duan clan’s One Yang Finger is exquisitely profound and renowned throughout the world. I have admired it for a long time and wish to glimpse its mysteries. I wonder if the Master would grant my wish?”

Monk Yideng smiled faintly and said, “When we return to Xiangyang, this old monk will personally transcribe a copy and give it to Your Excellency.”

The One Yang Finger of the Dali Duan clan was originally a secret not to be passed on, but by Monk Yideng’s generation, it had been passed on to the four guardians: Fisherman, Woodcutter, Farmer, and Scholar. Furthermore, he had exchanged the Innate Skill with Wang Chongyang, already breaking the precedent. Therefore, when Ye Qingfeng asked for the One Yang Finger, Monk Yideng naturally would not refuse. And Ye Qingfeng asking for the One Yang Finger was not truly coveting the martial arts mysteries of the Duan clan; it was merely to give Monk Yideng a way out. Just imagine, he had even learned the Six Meridian Divine Sword, so why would he care about a lower-level martial art of the Six Meridian Divine Sword?

On the other side, Qiu Qianchi was naturally overjoyed to see her second brother resurrected. However, before she could express her happiness, she found that her second brother seemed to have become a different person. Immediately, she shrieked, “Second brother, you’re alive! Good, so good! I knew it, with your powerful martial arts, how could you die so easily?” At this point, she glanced at Ye Qingfeng fearfully again and continued, “This person’s martial arts are too strong, so even if we can’t get revenge, but Guo Jing and Huang Rong killed our elder brother, you must…”

Before she could finish her sentence, Qiu Qianren interrupted, “Third sister, stop talking. Big brother was to blame for his own actions back then. What revenge is there to seek? Moreover, I, Qiu Qianren, have committed countless evil deeds throughout my life. If everyone came to seek revenge from me, what then?”

With that, he turned and walked away.

Hearing these words, Qiu Qianchi was dumbfounded, her face full of disbelief. Her second brother, Qiu Qianren, the dignified leader of the Iron Palm Sect, actually said such words. How could she believe it? Immediately, she shrieked again, “Second brother, what’s wrong with you? Don’t you even want to avenge our elder brother’s blood feud? Turn around, don’t leave.”

Qiu Qianren turned his head back, smiled coldly, and said, “You tell me to turn back? I tell you to turn back, that’s the truth.”

With that, he turned again and strode away.

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