Ask Wudang Chapter 191

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When Li Ling heard Qiao Feng’s great battle at Juxian Village, he couldn’t help but feel his blood boil, wishing he had been born in the same era as him.

Hearing the encounters of Xu Zhu and Duan Yu, he repeatedly sighed at their profound blessings.

Hearing the three sworn brothers becoming sworn brothers in front of all the heroes at Shaolin Temple, he was once again filled with a surge of heroic spirit.

The story of the three brothers of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils was long. By the time Ye Qingfeng finished telling the entire story, two hours had already passed.

After hearing the entire story, Li Ling was filled with emotion and sighs. After sighing for a while, he immediately asked, “So, my great-grandfather was Xu Zhuzi, the palace master of the Tianshan Lingjiu Palace?”

Ye Qingfeng said, “That’s right.”

Li Ling then said, “I never expected my great-grandfather to have such a magnificent experience. It’s truly enviable. It’s just a pity that we, his descendants, are unworthy and haven’t inherited even one-tenth of his abilities.”

Ye Qingfeng said, “The glory of the older generation is certainly inspiring, but the most important thing is for the descendants to strive for success. If you set your aspirations now, you might be able to reach the same heights as your great-grandfather in the future.”

Upon hearing these words again, Li Ling was instantly shaken, as if enlightened, and suddenly understood his life’s goal. He then said loudly, “Big Brother, what you said is very true. The most important thing for a person is to rely on oneself. I, Li Ling, hereby make a solemn vow that even if I exhaust my entire life’s strength, I will definitely restore the glory of my ancestors. If I violate this vow, may both gods and men abandon me.”

Little did he know that after making this vow, Li Ling strived forward diligently and finally comprehended the profound principles of martial arts at the age of thirty. He then combined the incomplete Lingbo Weibu and Tianshan Six Yang Palms to create a shocking martial art, which was the Seven Injuries Fist. Because he comprehended the profound principles of martial arts on Mount Kongtong, he established a sect there, which was the Kongtong Sect. Later, after decades of development, Li Ling, with his exquisite Seven Injuries Fist, made the martial arts world pale in comparison, and the Kongtong Sect thus became one of the six major martial arts sects.

That’s right, the young boy Li Ling in front of Ye Qingfeng was the future founder of the Kongtong Sect, Mu Lingzi.

Of course, these are all later stories, so let’s put them aside for now.

Seeing that Li Ling had found his goal, Ye Qingfeng was naturally quite pleased and immediately said, “Good, from now on, you will follow me. If you have any questions on the path of martial arts, you can ask me at any time.”

Li Ling was overjoyed upon hearing this and quickly thanked him, “Thank you, Big Brother.”

Ye Qingfeng then said, “Our meeting this time can be considered your good fortune. I will teach you an internal cultivation method. As long as you diligently cultivate it, you will definitely shine brightly in the martial arts world in the future.”

Upon hearing these words again, Li Ling was immediately overjoyed and said, “Yes, I will definitely cultivate well and will not disappoint Big Brother’s expectations.”

Ye Qingfeng nodded and then imparted the “Yi Jin Forging Bone Chapter” from the Nine Yin Manual to Li Ling.

This “Yi Jin Forging Bone Chapter” not only has the miraculous effect of improving one’s aptitude but is also a top-tier internal cultivation method. Although it cannot compare to the Nine Yin Grand Compendium, it is far, far superior to the internal cultivation methods circulating in the martial arts world. Although Li Ling’s aptitude was not too high, he had an excellent memory. Ye Qingfeng only orally narrated it, and he remembered most of the content of the “Yi Jin Forging Bone Chapter.”

After memorizing the content, he immediately began cultivating without delay.

Whenever he encountered something he didn’t understand, Li would humbly ask, and Ye Qingfeng would not hesitate to guide him.

One was willing to learn, and the other was willing to teach. In less than half a month, Li Ling had gotten started.

As the saying goes, the master leads the way, but cultivation depends on the individual. Since he had already gotten started, whether he succeeded or failed next would depend on Li Ling’s own fortune. Fortunately, although Li Ling was young, his mind was extremely firm. This might be related to the tragic incident of his family being annihilated. With his firm mind, he avoided arrogance and impatience, and steadily progressed. In just three short months, he had already achieved minor success.

Time flew by like a fleeting shadow, and three years passed in the blink of an eye.

In these three years, Ye Qingfeng led Li Ling westward, disrupting many Mongolian plans, and made a great name for himself in Xixia, becoming a nightmare for the Mongolians. And after three years of fighting to sustain himself, Li Ling also changed greatly. He not only grew into a handsome young man of fifteen or sixteen but also developed astonishing martial arts skills.

After three years of hard training in the “Yi Jin Forging Bone Chapter” and Ye Qingfeng’s guidance, Li Ling’s cultivation had now reached the second-rate level in the martial arts world. Not only was his half-baked Lingbo Weibu more refined, but he had also barely mastered one palm of the Tianshan Six Yang Palms.

With his current martial arts attainments, if he didn’t encounter a grandmaster-level expert, no one in the world could catch him.

It was precisely because he had the means of self-preservation that Li Ling had the idea of venturing into the martial arts world alone.

One day, after a quick lunch, Li Ling found Ye Qingfeng and said directly, “Big Brother, I have something I want to tell you.”

Ye Qingfeng saw him carrying a satchel and already knew his intention, asking, “What, are you leaving?”

Li Ling said, “I remember you once said, Big Brother, that flowers in a greenhouse will never amount to anything. I have always deeply believed this. Now that I have achieved minor success in my studies, I want to go out and explore on my own.”

Ye Qingfeng said, “This is a good thing! It’s rare for you to have such awareness. Go, then. I only hope that you can make a name for yourself in the martial arts world. When I hear your name in the future, I will also be honored.”

Although he had made up his mind, Li Ling’s eyes still involuntarily reddened when he thought of the kindness he had received over the past three years. Then, he said, “Big Brother, you not only saved my life but also bestowed upon me the grace of teaching me martial arts. This kindness is impossible to repay. Please accept my three kowtows.”

With that, he knelt before Ye Qingfeng and kowtowed three times with a “thump, thump, thump.”

Ye Qingfeng did not stop him and accepted it calmly.

After kowtowing and standing up, Li Ling continued, “Big Brother, I’m leaving now. Please take care.”

Ye Qingfeng waved his hand and said, “Alright, go quickly. Don’t act like a little girl.”

From then on, like a dragon returning to the sea, Li Ling embarked on his own martial arts legend.

Many years later, Li Ling had become the revered founding patriarch of the Kongtong Sect. Whenever he looked back on the past, he would sigh from the bottom of his heart, thinking that if he hadn’t met Ye Qingfeng, his destiny might have taken a different turn.

Ye Qingfeng was a carefree person, and Li Ling’s departure did not affect him much.

At most, it was just two friends who had spent many years together parting ways.

After Li Ling left, he continued to do as he pleased, following the principle of acting as he wished.

Thirteen long years passed in the blink of an eye…

It was early spring in February, on the north bank of the Yellow River, at Fengling Ferry. It was bustling with activity, with the braying of donkeys, the neighing of horses, mixed with human voices and the sounds of carriages, truly a noisy scene. In the past few days, the weather had been fluctuating between cold and warm. The Yellow River had first thawed, but last night, a north wind blew, and it started snowing, causing the river to freeze again. The surface of the water could not be crossed by boat, and carriages could not travel on the ice, so many travelers who wanted to cross the river south were blocked at Fengling Ferry and could not depart. Although there were a few inns at Fengling Ferry, the endless stream of travelers from the north quickly filled them up in less than half a day.

An Du Old Inn was one of the largest inns at Fengling Ferry. At this time, all the rooms in the inn were full, and even the main hall was packed. Outside the door, the north wind howled, and the cold wind mixed with snow squeezed through the cracks in the door, making the lamps flicker unsteadily.

“Creak!”

Just then, the door of the main hall suddenly opened, and a small old man dressed in cotton clothes rushed in.

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