The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 130: I won the bet...

Wang Yi tilted his head to look at the silent Ah Zhu and Ah Bi, and said with a faint smile: "Do you think my strength is worthy of your attention?"

These two girls are trying to provoke and stir up hatred. Their intentions are really obvious. If they don't show their tricks, they will inevitably have some hidden thoughts.

Ah Bi closed her eyes tightly, holding Ah Zhu's right arm tightly with fear on her face, her body trembling slightly. In just a moment, the 26 people who were still alive and kicking just now were gone in an instant, and their deaths were so miserable and scary, their chests turned into black charcoal, which was really scary.

The fear and confusion of these people when they died, the charred blood all over the ground, and the unpleasant smell of burnt blood made her feel nauseous. But the nausea was only secondary. What she felt more was a deep fear.

Ah Zhu exhaled lightly, forced a smile, bowed and complimented, "Master, your magic is amazing. I really admire you. But my sister and I are just maids. We are not worthy of being your disciples..."

She regretted it... This Taoist looked kind and friendly, but his method of killing was really cruel and brutal...

Without knowing his background and character, no one can tell the consequences of becoming his disciple. Besides, the words of provocation should not be taken seriously... You can't trust everything a little girl says, well, that's it.

Wang Yi put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "I have said that after this move, you two will have no room for regret. The Gusu Murong family is a remnant of the Xianbei tribe. They think about the illusory cause of restoring the country all day long. I don't like it very much..."

A Bi opened her eyes, waved her hands in panic, and explained hurriedly: "No! Immortal, you misunderstood, the young master has never had such an idea." Hearing the other party say this, the fear in her heart disappeared in an instant, and the only thought left in her mind was to defend the young master.

Wang Yi smiled and said, "It doesn't matter whether I have any idea or not. I don't take Murong Fu seriously. If he angers me, I will just slap him to death..."

"Hahaha... No, no, my young master is very wise, otherwise he wouldn't have the nickname Nan Murong, right? But what kind of ivory bullshit are you talking about?"

The voice came from far away, and a tall, thin middle-aged man in a gray robe quickly jumped between the eaves. His figure was as agile as an ape, rising and falling silently, and it was obvious that he was a man of extraordinary strength.

Ah Zhu listened to the words coming from behind, her face changed and she turned around, shouting anxiously: "Brother Bao San, don't be disrespectful to the immortal, don't bring great enemies to the young master for no reason!"

She knew Bao Bu Tong's bad mouth very well. If she really angered the young Taoist priest behind her, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Bao Bu Tong arrived in a breath, and as soon as he landed, his expression immediately became solemn. He glanced around, looking at the corpses and blood all over the ground, and asked in a serious voice: "Sister Ah Zhu, why is your farm like this?"

Looking at Wang Yi who was standing with his hands behind his back, he frowned slightly and asked, "Who is this kid? Why was he so arrogant just now?"

Ah Bi looked at Bao Bu Tong and said hurriedly, "Master Bao, some bad guys just came to Sister Ah Zhu's farm. Most of them were driven away by the immortal, and the rest were killed by the immortal's magic. They are here to help, so please don't be so rude, Master."

Bao Bu Tong saw Ah Zhu and Ah Bi like this, and a solemn look flashed across his eyes. He bowed and apologized, then slowly walked to a corpse in a white robe, squatted down and examined it carefully.

Just one glance and his expression changed in shock.

He raised his hand and brushed away the charred cloth scraps on the corpse's chest, revealing a dark and cracked chest. In the middle of the chest was a hole as thick as a thumb, from which black blood gushed out. Wisps of mist floated under the terrifyingly high temperature.

After examining the seven white robed corpses, they found that the cause of death of all of them was the same. They were all killed by a sharp and fierce... invisible finger force that pierced their chests and burned their internal organs.

Bao Bu Tong stood up and walked slowly to Wang Yi. He restrained his bad temper and solemnly clasped his fists and said, "I am Bao Bu Tong, nice to meet you, young Taoist priest."

"Young Taoist priest, your finger power is so fierce and powerful. It is much more terrifying than the Sanhe Finger of my Murong family! I wonder who your master is. How come I have never heard of such a fierce and powerful finger power?"

This finger force was somewhat similar to the One Yang Finger of the Duan family of Dali, but he had seen the skills of the One Yang Finger before, and it definitely did not have such a terrifying and extraordinary yang aura.

"It's not about strength, it's sword energy, the sword energy of thunder that breaks the body. It's blue, like thunder and lightning, and it's very fast. The person will be gone in a few whooshes." A-Bi's expression relaxed and she gestured with her little hands.

"Sword energy? Thunder and lightning? What the hell is this? Did little A-Bi burn out her brain?" Bao Bu Tong frowned, feeling a headache after listening to what he heard.

He could understand finger force, such as the Sanhe Finger of the Gusu Murong family and the Yiyang Finger of the Dali Duan family. But he really couldn't understand the sword energy and lightning.

Wang Yi turned around and walked away slowly, saying indifferently: "I won the bet... You have half an incense stick of time to pack up your belongings..."

Ah Zhu and Ah Bi looked at the blue-shirted figure walking away, and fell silent with complicated expressions. The other party's meaning was very clear. If they did not abide by the bet, the Murong family would be in danger...

Bao Bu Tong looked at the two women who had fallen into silence, pacing back and forth impatiently, and glanced at the green shadow that disappeared into the night, and said irritably:

"Sister Azhu, girl Abi, please don't be silent. What's going on today? What kind of bet did the other party talk about? Why did they ask you two to pack your belongings?"

"Brother Bao San, this is what happened..." Ah Zhu quickly explained the cause of the incident and stated all the speculations in his mind. After that, he said helplessly:
"This is really annoying. This Taoist has a deep prejudice against you, and he is so powerful. If you don't agree, I'm afraid you will provoke a great enemy for nothing."

Ah Bi nodded, patted her chest with lingering fear, and said in fear: "Master Bao just scared me to death. If you make the immortal unhappy, he will kill you with just one finger."

Bao Bu Tong scratched his head in annoyance: "It's not that Third Master doesn't believe you, but what you said is too mysterious. Is that little Taoist priest really that powerful? If he is really that powerful, you two little girls are nothing special. Why did he insist on taking you as disciples? Could it be that he wants you two to warm his bed?"

"Bah! What the hell is that nonsense Brother Bao San is talking about? He has no shame at all." Ah Zhu rolled her eyes in annoyance.

Ah Bi blushed: "Third Master, please don't say such nonsense. Sister Ah Zhu, let's pack up our belongings quickly."

Ah Zhu nodded, looked at Bao Bu Tong and said, "Third Brother Bao, tell the young master the news as soon as possible and tell him to be careful in the future. It would be good for Ah Bi and I to follow him. We can give the young master some warnings and find ways to eliminate his prejudice against him."

Bao Bu Tong glanced at the many white-robed corpses on the ground again, and nodded with a frown. Since the situation was unclear, he could only follow Ah Zhu's instructions. After sorting out the clues, he would slowly go to the Taoist to ask for an explanation.

Seeing him nod, Azhu and Abi did not dare to delay any longer. They hurried to the side room to pack up, and then each carried a small cloth bag and rushed to the shore where the boat was temporarily docked.

……

Wang Yi sat cross-legged at the bow of the boat, his eyes half open and half closed, a radiant and majestic divine presence lingering around him. At this moment, he was as hot as a furnace, and the scorching lake surface was steaming with mist.

Crack! In the steaming mist, blue thunderbolts suddenly appeared, one, two, three... As the thunderbolts increased, a lifelike finger gradually took shape. The finger was as big as an arm, dark blue in color, with clear textures, and lifelike like a real person's finger.

Boom! As soon as the lightning finger was formed, it exploded with a bang, and scattered into the lake. A huge wave as high as a person rushed into the sky, and countless fish and shrimps that were electrocuted fell back into the lake with the huge waves. Dead fish and shrimps covered the lake surface around the boat, and the smell of meat wafted out, and the fishy smell was pungent and unpleasant.

“Hmm…it really doesn’t work. My mind is not solid enough. Such a complex shaping of true Qi is too difficult…” Wang Yi slowly opened his eyes, frowned and murmured.

He was trying to create his own Heavenly Realm martial arts, and the Thunder Blade Sword Qi was his reward. Now he has come a long way in the internal force martial arts.

Internal force martial arts was derived from the Qi-refining method of the ancient Qi-refining practitioners. In his estimation, this can be regarded as a method of practicing the immortal way, or it can be said to be the method of practicing immortality by the ancient people who observed the way of heaven and acted in accordance with the way of heaven.

It’s just that the law changes with the heaven and earth. With the decline of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the ancient law has degenerated into the internal force martial arts of today.

"Sister Ah Zhu, there are so many dead fish and shrimps!"

"Don't make a fuss, just get on board."

When Ah Zhu and Ah Bi arrived at the shore, they were both surprised. After whispering a few words to each other, they jumped onto the boat one after another.

"Little Immortal, shall we set off now?" Ah Zhu handed the backpack to Ah Bi, bent down to pick up the bamboo pole and asked with a smile.

Wang Yi smiled faintly: "No hurry, I need to wait for someone."

"Ah! Waiting for someone? Waiting for whom?" A-Bi was stunned.

Ah Zhu looked suspicious, her eyes rolled, and she immediately said, "Little Immortal, the person you are waiting for is not still in Yanziwu, right? If so, we have to discuss the matter of becoming your disciple."

She actually wanted to say that the bet needed to be discussed, but she didn't dare to say it for fear of angering the other party.

"Oh? So? Hmm...it seems that the Gusu Murong clan deserves to be destroyed." Wang Yi looked thoughtful, and a playful look flashed in his eyes.

"Oh, Sister Azhu, what nonsense are you talking about? Don't joke like this with Master." A-Bi looked nervous and quickly changed the subject.

"Ah, I see, I see, I'm not kidding, Master, please don't blame me." Ah Zhu's expression froze, and he quickly said with a smile: "Little Master, I was just joking, don't take it so seriously."

Wang Yi nodded without comment: "It sounds better to call you Master. I am one hundred and twenty years old, so the word young is not appropriate."

Ah Zhu's smile froze, and he said weakly, "Yes, yes, Master, Master, is that enough?" He is still a hundred and twenty years old, are you kidding me? Whoever believes this is a fool!
Wang Yi nodded with great satisfaction, said no more, closed his eyes slightly and waited quietly.

Seeing this, A Bi and A Zhu also quieted down.

Half an hour later.

Jiumozhi came to the shore quietly, carrying a large package. He looked around for a while, then jumped and landed gently in front of the two women. He tilted his head to look at the two women, then turned around and asked in confusion: "Pavilion Master... who are these two female donors?"

Ah Zhu looked at the big package in Jiumozhi's hand and started to wonder. He coughed, raised his head and said, "Master, we are the disciples that Master has just accepted. What are you doing carrying such a big package in the middle of the night?"

When Jiumozhi heard that it was Wang Yi's new disciple, his face immediately filled with smiles. He put down the package, turned around, saluted and said:

"I am Jiumozhi, a humble monk. Nice to meet you two... young pavilion masters. I just went to Shishui Pavilion to get some martial arts secrets." A look of regret appeared on his face as he spoke: "It's a pity... I don't have the chance to see the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi and Can He Finger of the Gusu Murong clan, otherwise this trip would have been perfect..."

He searched the Shishui Pavilion, study, bedroom and other important places, but could not find the whereabouts of the two martial arts books. Considering that he could not let Wang Yi wait for a long time, he had no choice but to give up.

A-Bi's eyes widened: "Master, how could you do this? If the young master knew about this...what would we do?"

"Hmm? Young Master?" Jiumozhi was surprised. Did he accept two maids from the Gusu Murong clan as his disciples?
Ah Zhu was stunned for a while, then came to his senses and said speechlessly: "Master, it turns out that the biggest villain is you..."

Without even turning his head, Wang Yi said calmly, "If you think it is that, then it is. Let's set off and go to Mantuo Villa first."

Jiumozhi narrowed his eyes, a thoughtful look emerged in his eyes, he smiled kindly at the two girls, and sat down cross-legged on the spot.

A look of worry appeared on Ah Zhu's face. She frowned and hesitated for a long time. She opened her mouth several times to refuse. Finally, she sighed helplessly, propped up the bamboo pole, and controlled the boat to sail towards Mantuo Villa.

……

Green willows hang down the bank, lush and green, and thousands of young willows sway gently in the wind. In the river bank, clusters of flowers and trees are reflected in the water, and the night wind blows, like a surging red cloud.

The small boat passed through clusters of flowers and red clouds and stopped at the shore in front of the large manor.

Azhu and Abi looked at each other worriedly. They were both worried that with their aunt's temper, it would bring disaster to Mantuo Villa.

"Master, we have arrived at Mantuo Villa, but the owner of this place has a bad temper. I hope Master can be more tolerant..." Ah Zhu bowed slightly, his tone sounding very earnest.

"Yes, Master, don't kill anyone in my cousin's house. My cousin is a very nice person and it would be bad to scare her." A-Bi bowed in agreement.

Wang Yi looked thoughtful. Li Qingluo was the daughter of Wuyazi and Li Qiushui, so it was indeed not easy to kill her... Moreover, he came here for Wang Yuyan. If he killed her mother, it would inevitably sow the seeds of disaster and waste a piece of uncut jade.

He has a deep understanding of human relations and can work with people of all kinds to achieve a win-win situation. For him, as long as the person is not an obstacle, it doesn't matter whether he kills or not.

"Wait here for a moment, I'll be back soon." After giving these instructions, Wang Yi stood up and walked to the shore, then disappeared after a few jumps.

Ah Zhu and Ah Bi looked at each other, both of them were relieved.

"Sister, you'd better find a place to hide first to avoid being discovered. It would be bad if you alarm my aunt and my wife." A-Bi glanced at Jiumozhi who was sitting cross-legged and reminded her in a low voice.

Ah Zhu nodded, pushed the bamboo pole, and steered the boat away from the river bank.

(End of this chapter)