The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 128 Sister Azhu, there is an immortal!
The lake is covered with lotus leaves, duckweed and reeds. The night wind blows and the sky is covered with green waves.

The boat cut through the clear water and lotus leaves, slowly sailing towards the depths of Taihu Lake. The route was so tortuous that it was difficult to figure out where to go.

Cui Baiquan glanced at the Taoist in green and the monk in yellow standing quietly at the bow, waving the oars in their hands and explaining in a low voice:

"Master, Master, Chanhe Manor is located in Yanziwu deep in the Taihu Lake. My nephew and I had to search for it many times before we found out the general route to it, so this route seems a bit circuitous..."

Jiumozhi turned around and glanced at the two nephews, snorted and said, "No need to explain. With your strength, you two wouldn't dare to play any tricks. Just lead the way."

"Yes, yes, Master, what you said makes sense..." Cui Baiquan put his hand on the shoulder of Guo Yanzhi beside him, and nodded repeatedly with a smile on his face.

Jiumozhi hummed lightly and ignored the two disciples behind him. If he hadn't been unsure of the Taoist's temperament, he wouldn't have been so polite to them. The two's strength was not worth his attention. If they dared to play tricks, he would kill them at will.

Guo Yanzhi's face was a little gloomy. This big monk looked down on people too much. His contemptuous attitude was really annoying.

Seeing the warning look from his uncle-master, he could only suppress the anger in his heart and slid the oar in his hand with a sullen look on his face.

The boat cut through the blue waves and green leaves, interweaving a quiet melody with the whistling night wind, and slowly sailed towards the depths of Taihu Lake.

"Hmm? Pavilion Master, look at that."

Jiumozhi's eyes narrowed, and he raised his hand to point to the left front of the bow. He saw five small boats moving on the lake far away, and many figures holding swords appeared on the boats, and the direction they were heading was exactly the same.

Wang Yi tilted his head to look, a thoughtful look appearing on his face.

Give them a taste of their own medicine. In today's martial arts world, the turmoil caused by the change of the stars is not small. Along the way, I heard people talking about it more than a dozen times. The martial artists on this boat are probably here to seek revenge.

However, the turmoil caused by the passage of time is full of strangeness.

Murong Bo is one of the four great masters of Tianlong. From the battle of Yanmen Pass led by him, it can be seen that he is a man of great cunning and strategy.

Whether it's faking death or provoking a fight, the means shouldn't be so crude...

Everyone in the martial arts world knows that only Nan Murong can change the world in the current martial arts world. What is the purpose of this move? To hone Murong Fu? To gain fame and favor for Murong Fu?

Such an ignorant and low-level act of making enemies in the martial arts world... doesn't seem to be the work of Murong Bo, who is very strategic...

Wang Yi frowned, suppressed his thoughts, and ordered: "Follow and see."

Upon hearing the sound, Cui Baiquan and Guo Yanzhi hurriedly adjusted the direction of their boat and stayed far behind the five small boats.

……

Under the night, the clear water ripples, and a small island stands on the endless lake. There are seven or eight houses on the island, and a small tower stands at the back. In the corner of the island, there is a small building called Tingxiangshuixie. Red candles are burning, and under the light of the fire, there are shadows of people, which seems extremely noisy.

"Huh? Why isn't the boat moving?"

Cui Baiquan and Guo Yanzhi tried their best to paddle the boat, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not make the boat shake at all, which made them look surprised and puzzled.

Jiumozhi glanced at the two of them and said calmly, "Don't waste your energy. How can the Pavilion Master's profound method be shaken by your two strengths?"

Divine will, divine thoughts, and divine consciousness are the power of qualitative change in refining Qi and transforming it into a spirit. They are the eyes of the mind that see the real world.

This is what the Taoist said when he asked him. Divine will is invisible but has substance, and is more mysterious than internal force. It has the ability to take objects from a distance and control external objects.

"The Taoist master's power is so profound?"

Cui Baiquan was shocked. Judging from the positions of the two people and the humble attitude unconsciously revealed by the monk, the Taoist must be very powerful, but he didn't expect that he was so powerful.

"The Pavilion Master doesn't like noise, you two should be quiet."

Jiumozhi warned the two of them lightly, took a step forward and whispered, "Pavilion Master, judging from the situation, the owner of Chanhe Manor doesn't seem to be here."

As he spoke, his eyes flickered, and a different thought arose in his mind. If the master is not here, then the Gusu Murong family's Huanshi Water Pavilion will be unguarded, right? Thinking of this, his heart could not help but become hot.

Wang Yi nodded slightly and said calmly: "I am here to look for someone. It doesn't matter whether he is here or not." He didn't want to get involved in the affairs of Yanziwu.

These disputes in the martial arts world seem very boring to him. After dealing with some things, he will go to Bianliang to officially start the many plans in his mind.

Jiumozhi looked up at Wang Yi's face and said slowly: "Pavilion Master, I am an acquaintance of Mr. Murong. Now there are thieves causing trouble, and I want to help them."

"Your Majesty, please go ahead. If you gain anything, just remember to make a copy for me." Wang Yi smiled faintly and turned back. His eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, making people feel uneasy.

Jiumozhi was speechless for a while, what a straightforward statement. Dou Zhuan Xing Yi and Shen He Zhi were the best martial arts in the world, so he naturally didn't want to miss such a rare opportunity.

He was not surprised at all that the Taoist saw through his thoughts. What surprised him was that the other party's attitude towards asking for something was too natural... Shouldn't he be more subtle and reserved...

"Master, please wait a moment. I will be back soon."

Jiumozhi performed eleven salutes, used his lightness skill to leap out of the boat, touched the lake surface with his toes, and silently moved towards the Chanhe Manor. The Taoist's words were so straightforward, if he was pretending, he would really be trying to make people laugh.

Cui Baiquan and Guo Yanzhi looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. Is the monk going to be a thief? Is it so open and aboveboard?
"The fragrance of mushrooms and alfalfa covers ten hectares of pond, the young girl is too eager to play and is late picking lotus. The bow of the boat is wet when she plays in the water at night, and she takes off her red skirt to wrap the duck..."

In the night on the lake in the distance, a small boat slowly approached, and a gentle, innocent, joyful and moving song came from afar.

The three of them looked in the direction of the sound and saw two graceful figures slowly paddling a small boat towards them with bamboo poles. They could hear leisurely singing from their mouths.

Wang Yi smiled slightly when he saw Ah Zhu and Ah Bi coming. He turned his head to look at the two people behind him and said, "Listen to my advice. Go back to where you came from. Don't waste your life in vain."

After saying this, he jumped off the boat, walked leisurely on the clear waves, and headed towards the small boat in the distance.

"What kind of Qinggong is this?!"

Guo Yanzhi stared with wide eyes, looking at the figure in green shirt who was quickly moving away, his expression shocked beyond words.

Cui Baiquan hurried to the side of the boat, supported himself on the edge with both hands, and stared at the Taoist's feet. The Taoist's steps were mysterious, leaving no trace on the waves, and the water flooded the soles of his shoes without getting them wet, which looked extremely mysterious:

"How in the world is there such a person who can walk on the lake as if it were flat ground? Who is this Taoist?" "Uncle-master, this Taoist is unfathomable. We'd better listen to him and leave quickly." Guo Yanzhi swallowed his saliva, and his awe for the Taoist surged in his heart like a tide.

Cui Baiquan was silent for a moment, and finally nodded helplessly. He and his nephew Guo Yanzhi paddled together, turned the boat around, and headed in the direction they came from.

"Oh! Sister Zhu, there is an immortal!"

Ah Bi was dressed in light green, had an oval face, and was elegant and beautiful. Suddenly she saw a green shadow moving on the lake. She was immediately surprised and raised her fair and slender hand to point at the lake, her face full of surprise.

"Little Ah-Bi is being naughty again. How can there be immortals in this world?" Ah-Zhu, wearing a light crimson gauze shirt, had an oval face and lively eyes, revealing a playful spirit. Hearing Ah-Bi's words, she couldn't help but chuckle, obviously treating them as a joke.

"It's true, Sister Ah Zhu, look over there, it really is an immortal." Seeing that Ah Zhu didn't believe it, Ah Bi quickly motioned for Ah Zhu to come and see for herself, but soon a look of shock appeared on her face. She subconsciously took a half step back and exclaimed, "Ah, it doesn't look like a living person!"

"Living person?" Ah Zhu quickly turned her head to look. When she saw the Taoist priest in green robes walking slowly towards her, her expression immediately became serious. She stepped forward and pulled Ah Bi behind her, and asked cautiously, "Are you a human or a ghost, little Taoist priest? What do you want from my sister and me?"

She naturally knew that the other person was a human, but she had never seen or heard of such light skills as walking on the waves. She thought that his strength must be much stronger than that of the young master.

What is the purpose of such a powerful person coming to Yanziwu? Is he related to those villains in the village? Is he an enemy or a friend to the young master?

Wang Yi stepped onto the boat, stood in front of the two girls with a graceful figure, and said with a faint smile: "I am naturally a human."

Ah Zhu frowned slightly when she saw that the other party was speaking Mandarin. She changed her tone and asked, "Master, why are you blocking my path for no reason?"

"It's quite lively in Chanhe Village. If you two go there now, you will inevitably be injured by bad guys."

Ah Zhu and Ah Bi heard the Taoist saying this, and they looked anxiously in the direction of Tingxiangshui Pavilion. Seeing the red candles burning and the shadows of people, they knew that the Taoist was telling the truth.

Ah Bi turned to look at Ah Zhu and said anxiously, "Sister, it seems that there are bad guys in the manor. Young Master Jinchao hasn't returned yet. What should we do? I don't know if Mr. Bao Sanye and his men are in the manor?"

Ah Zhu tightened Ah Bi's small hand, looked at the good-looking Taoist in front of him, rolled his eyes and said, "What's your name, Taoist Priest?"

Wang Yi raised his hand and said, "I am Tai Yi, my common name is Wang Yi."

"Oh, the Taoist priest is so young, why do you speak in such an old tone? I, your younger sister Azhu, dare to ask the Taoist priest for a hand. My master will definitely reward you handsomely afterwards." Azhu waved her hand, showing the heroic spirit of a chivalrous woman.

A-Bi walked slowly forward, bowed and said, "Master, please help drive away the bad guys in the village. My sister and I are very grateful. When my son comes back, we will definitely give him a generous gift to express our gratitude." Her voice was soft and her posture was gentle and elegant, showing the gracefulness of a Jiangnan woman.

Wang Yi smiled faintly and shook his head: "The Murong family is not worthy of my help."

Ah Zhu saw that the other party's expression did not change at all, and a solemn look flashed in her eyes. Hearing this, she pretended to be weak and delicate: "Young Taoist priest, can't you help my sister and me? We are both weak women who don't know martial arts. What should we do if we encounter the bad guys in the village?"

"Just stay with me and you will be safe." After Wang Yi said this, he slowly walked to the bow of the boat and sat down cross-legged.

"Oh sister..." A-Bi looked at A-Zhu, her eyes revealing anxiety.

Ah Zhu looked at the indifferent Taoist priest, frowned and whispered: "Let's go to the village to check the situation first."

After some probing, it can be seen that the little Taoist priest in front of him does not seem to be a bad guy. In this case, he might as well use his strength to help Zhuangzi resolve this disaster.

A-Bi nodded, bent down to pick up the fallen bamboo pole, and continued to steer the boat towards Tingxiangshui Pavilion.

Wang Yi smiled faintly and did not stop the two from their actions.

Ah Zhu rolled her eyes, came to Wang Yi's side and slowly sat down, smiled sweetly and said: "Where are you from, young Taoist priest? What kind of light skill did you use just now? How come it's so amazing? It's like walking on the lake surface, it's really amazing."

“It can’t be considered light skill, it’s just a simple application of divine power.” Wang Yi explained with a faint smile.

Ah Zhu rolled her eyes, revealing a different kind of cute and innocent look: "Little Taoist priest, you are really joking. If what you have is not considered Qinggong, then there is probably no other skill in the world that can be called Qinggong." Seeing that the Taoist priest had not spoken for a long time, a helpless look flashed in his eyes. He changed the topic and continued to test: "Where are you from, little Taoist priest? Your accent is so vague that it is difficult to distinguish..."

"I came from heaven..."

"Oh my, why are you talking nonsense, little Taoist priest? I'm really going to be angry." Ah Zhu looked unhappy and kicked the board of the boat angrily.

"Every word is true, how can it be nonsense?"

"From the sky, then he must be an immortal. Are you bullying me because I haven't read enough books? I won't be angry with you. Are you here to talk to my young master?"

"Your son is not worthy..."

"You! Little Taoist priest, please speak kindly. My son is the Southern Murong who is as famous as the Northern Qiao Feng. How can he be belittled in such a way in your mouth?"

"Those who appear golden and jade-like but are rotten inside are not worthy of my attention."

"Oh my! You little Taoist priest are so annoying! Can you please speak properly? What did my young master do to you? Why did you belittle him like this?"

"You will understand later..."

"You, you, you... you really piss me off! Do you Buddhists and Taoists all like to be so mysterious?"

After some probing, Ah Zhu didn't get much useful information and was almost angered to death by the other party.

In her opinion, this stinky Taoist priest was completely impossible to communicate with. All he could say was some confusing words, just like the fortune tellers on the streets of Suzhou.

Seeing her sister Azhu so mad, A-Bi couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her mouth and laugh.

……

The boat slowly sailed into the back of the Tingxiangshui Pavilion. Willow trees stood along the shore, and thousands of willow branches swayed gently in the night breeze, contrasting with the elegance of the pavilion. Unfortunately, everything was destroyed by the rude shouting.

"It's really infuriating. This originally clean and elegant residence has been turned into a filthy place. It's really depressing." Ah Zhu listened to the rough and noisy sounds in her ears and gnashed her back teeth fiercely.

A brief exchange and test with this Taoist had already made her furious. Now, seeing her own residence being ruined like this, she was even more furious.

Ah Bi stepped forward and took Ah Zhu's hand, saying softly, "Sister Ah Zhu, I will help you clean up after the enemy retreats, so don't worry anymore."

(End of this chapter)