The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 161: A Thigh Pendant (Subscription Request)
"Two months later?"

Mu Sheng held the letter he had just read in his hand. With a light pinch, the entire piece of letter seemed to be weathered, turning into fine sand-like debris that flowed out from between Mu Sheng's fingers.

The Heroes Conference is an important plot point in The Return of the Condor Heroes, but now both protagonists have undergone tremendous changes due to Mu Sheng’s arrival, and the plot of the Heroes Conference has also been indirectly changed.

"I can go and take a look, but I don't know if Guo Jing's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms can break my defense."

Now he has the iron and steel body of the Dragon Elephant Diamond Body inside and the protective air shield of the Hunyuan Swallowing Sky outside, and his whole body of defense is complete.

"How lonely it is to be invincible"

"Invincibility is so empty"

"Gah~gah~"

"Brother Diao got into a fight with someone?"

"Quack~"

"What? Brother Diao is no match for that guy?"

Mu Sheng sat up from the recliner. One should know that the Divine Condor's original strength was among the best in the martial arts world. After practicing the Sun-Chasing Skill that Mu Sheng tailored for it, it became even more powerful.

Even the Divine Condor is no match for this person. After estimating the current time, Mu Sheng roughly guessed the identity of the person.

It should be Ouyang Feng who went crazy from practicing martial arts and is now wandering around the world.

"This man is crazy now, don't hurt my bird again!"

It would be fine for ordinary people in the martial arts world, but if a master like the Divine Condor at the level of the Five Supremes is entangled, it would not be easy for him to escape.

Worried that the Divine Eagle might get hurt, Mu Sheng flashed and flew towards the direction of the Divine Eagle.

"Damn it, why do people always bully my bird?"

"It was fine with the small and weak bird before, but why would anyone want to mess with this one now that's so big and strong?"

Bang! Bang! Pop!
Soon Mu Sheng heard the sound of energy produced by a fierce fight between masters, mixed with the sounds of birds and humans shouting.

“Gugu~Gugu~”

"Demons and ghosts! Die quickly! I am a heavenly soldier sent down to earth."

"Cuckoo!"

"Thief Baldy, what a powerful dragon claw hand."

"Gugugugu! Duan Zhixing, you are Duan Zhixing, why don't you use your One Finger Zen? Gugugugu"

"Goo?"

The Divine Eagle tilted its head and looked at the horse opposite it that suddenly imitated its calls while fighting, feeling a little confused.

"How many floors does a bag of rice have to carry!"

A sharp shout came from Ouyang Feng's side, followed by the sound of whistling wind that entered his ears, as if something was rushing towards him.

Ouyang Feng turned his head and instinctively dodged to the side, then saw a golden monster with fangs and sharp claws rushing towards him and hitting him hard.

Ouyang Feng's body flew out instantly, drawing a parabola in the air before being stopped by a thick tree.

"Puff~"

"Ahem. A bird monster. A long-nosed monster. So what kind of monster am I?"

Ouyang Feng lay on the ground and didn't get up, mumbling something.

Mu Sheng heard Ouyang Feng talking to himself. He first checked the body of the Divine Condor and was relieved when he found that it was not injured.

He walked up to Ouyang Feng and spoke seriously to the disheveled Western Poison who looked no different from a beggar.

"Of course you are a toad spirit."

"Toad Spirit? Yes, yes, if I know Toad Kung Fu, then I am a Toad Spirit, right?"

"Hahaha, toad spirit, I am a toad spirit, quack quack quack"

Ouyang Feng suddenly shouted with joy, turned over and lay on the ground, jumping around like a toad.

"Gugugu?" The Divine Eagle also came over and looked at Ouyang Feng on the ground with a question mark in his mind.

"quack quack"

"Cuckoo~"

"Quack~"

"Goo~"

"Qua~"

Mu Sheng looked at the eagle and the toad who seemed to be communicating, and realized that letting them continue the conversation would be unfriendly to single friends, so he quickly interrupted their communication.

"Ouyang Feng, when will you become number one in the world?"

Ouyang Feng?
This familiar word made Ouyang Feng sober up a little. He remembered that he seemed to be a person and got up from the ground.

"Ke'er, you are my Ke'er!"

Ouyang Feng suddenly shouted when he saw Mu Sheng's appearance. This man was so handsome, elegant, and suave.
That’s right, it must be his son Ouyang Ke!

"boom!!!"

Mu Sheng slapped Ouyang Feng on the head, sending him crashing into the ground.

"Fuck your head, fuck your head"

You come up and acknowledge him as your son. Do you think you are Edward Newgate just because you have a white beard?

"Ahem. It's me, Ke'er," Ouyang Feng supported himself with his hands and tried hard to stand up.

"Bang!!!" Mu Sheng slapped him back again.

"K", Ouyang Feng tried again.

"boom!!!"

"." This time he learned his lesson and stopped shouting.

"boom!!!"

Ouyang Feng: ???

"Hmm? You didn't say anything this time? Never mind, it's not important!"

"Are you still barking?"

"No, don't scream anymore." After a few slaps, Ouyang Feng's mental state improved a little.

"Do you know who I am?"

"No, I don't know."

"I'm your big brother!"

"Brother? Brother, sister-in-law, and nephew."

The word "big brother" seemed to trigger some synapse in Ouyang Feng, and he began to mumble something again.

What is it that I didn't kill you? What is it that my sister-in-law seduced me? What is it that we are in love with each other? What is it that Ke'er is my son and your son?
Seeing that Ouyang Feng's mental state was about to return to normal and the words in his mouth began to repeat themselves, Mu Sheng raised his hand to heal him again.

boom! boom! ! boom! ! !

"Ok?"

Ouyang Feng shook his buzzing head and felt something flowing inside. His instinct for survival made his body answer Mu Sheng's question before his brain:
“It’s good”

"I am your eldest brother, the Great Sage Dragon Elephant, this is your second brother, the Demon King Carving, and you are our third brother, the Toad Spirit."

More than a month later, two thousand meters above the ground, clusters of clouds were neatly arranged in the sky like steamed buns just out of the pot.

The interior of one of the clouds suddenly began to surge, and something was moving around inside, as if something was about to hatch.

puff~
Whoohoo!
A huge divine bird flew out from the broken clouds. There was a golden round air shield on the back of the bird. In the air shield, a fairy-like woman in a white dress was held in the arms of a man in black clothes with extraordinary appearance.

“Waaaaaah.”

Ouyang Feng opened his mouth and kept shouting, while waving his hands and feet around as if trying to catch the clouds passing by him.

Because he was shaking so much, the Divine Eagle's body also began to shake.

"Old Three, be quiet. If you move again, I'll throw you down."

Since the sound of the airflow during flight was too loud, Mu Sheng could only use the method of secret sound transmission to transmit his voice to Ouyang Feng's ears.

Ouyang Feng, who was caught by the claws of the Divine Eagle, became obedient instantly. Even though he was not mentally normal, he knew that he would die miserably if he fell from such a height.

Ever since he cured Ouyang Feng's intermittent mental illness with his fists that day, Mu Sheng kept him in the ancient tomb.

After all, it is not easy to find test subjects of such high quality. As a master at the level of the Five Absolutes, Ouyang Feng's physical data is still very helpful to Mu Sheng's research.

Also because of his strength as one of the Five Great Masters and his extraordinary mental state, Mu Sheng brought him along when he went to Xiangyang City to watch the excitement. After all, Mu Sheng was worried about leaving a madman with superb martial arts skills at home.

As for Li Mochou? She is now obsessed with her craft and cannot extricate herself. She has let go of her obsession with birth, aging, sickness, death, resentment, love and separation, and the pursuit of great joy and freedom.

As a result, Mu Sheng didn't dare to let her go, for fear that the reputation of the Ancient Tomb Sect would be damaged if he let her go.

In the evening when the sun was about to set, Mu Sheng and his companions finally arrived above the valley where they had lived for a long time.

"Wow~"

The high-pitched cry of the sacred eagle attracted the attention of the children working in the valley.

Er Gouzi looked up while leaning on his crutches. In the afterglow of the setting sun, the Divine Eagle carrying Mu Sheng and Xiao Long Nu appeared from a fiery red light, as if the gods living in the sun had come down to earth on the red avenue.

Bang! Puff! Puff!
When it was close to the ground, the Divine Eagle loosened its claws and threw Ouyang Feng down. Ouyang Feng first slapped the ground, and then rolled several times to release the impact force on his body.

"Gu Gu."

Mu Sheng dispersed the gas shield and slid down from the Divine Eagle’s back while holding Xiao Long Nu.

"My benefactor, Sister Bodhisattva"

"Sister Bodhisattva."

A group of children gathered around, expressing their longing and gratitude.

"Ergou, where is Guo'er? Why can't I see him?" Mu Sheng asked Ergouzi beside him as he watched Xiaolongnu leave with a group of children.

"My benefactor, Brother Yang left for Jiaxing half a month ago. The Heroes Conference will start tomorrow. Brother Yang thought that you would not come, so he went there by himself."

Er Gouzi had no feelings about the Heroes Conference, especially after hearing Yang Guo say that it was organized by the Beggars' Sect. To him, Mu Sheng and Xiao Longnu, the two people who saved them from suffering, were heroes.

"Do you want to send a message to Brother Yang?"

Ergouzi asked. When Mu Sheng and Xiaolongnu left, they also left a few crows in the valley to convey messages. These crows have been taken care of by Ergouzi.

"No, we can just go there tomorrow."

Mu Sheng shook his head and refused, then asked about the children's situation: "Have you adapted to living here during this period? Is there anything you need?"

"Adapting is much better than being a beggar. We do it every day."

"."

The next morning, the Divine Eagle carried Mu Sheng on its back and held Ouyang Feng in its claws and flew towards Jiaxing.

As for Xiao Longnu, she stayed in the valley. She had no interest in the Heroes Conference and thought it would be more comfortable for her to stay with these children, and wait for Mu Sheng to come back and pick her up.

Jiaxing, Lujiazhuang.

In the morning, many people from the martial arts world came to Lujia Village one after another, filling the entire Lujia Village.

After all, whether it is the hero conference held by the great hero Guo Jing, or the handover ceremony between the new and old leaders of the Beggars' Sect, they are rare events in the martial arts world.

Unless there were people who really couldn't leave, all the other people in the martial arts world who could come came.

In the woods outside Lujia Village, Yang Guo felt disgusted when watching the handover ceremony of the leader of the Beggar Gang. Who was so smart to come up with the idea of making all the Beggar Gang disciples spit on him?
He wouldn't even want this damn Beggars' Sect leader even if he was given it for free.

In the original novel, Yang Guo is sensitive and has low self-esteem, so he naturally has a sense of respect and envy for some of the famous figures in the martial arts world and the righteous sects. He also longs to be as glorious and respected and admired one day.

Although Yang Guo still longs for fame and fortune under Mu Sheng's training, he no longer feels inferior in his heart and no longer feels inferior because of his background.

After all, he is the disciple of an immortal. How could he feel inferior when he is the only one who despises others?

As for the reputations of those famous Jianghu figures and righteous sects, Yang Guo became disenchanted with them after personally experiencing the bullying of the Quanzhen Sect and seeing the appearance of those children outside the city of Xiangyang.

Perhaps they represent righteousness in the world, but for ordinary civilians, what is the difference between good and evil?

At the end of the handover ceremony, Lu Youjiao's body and surroundings were covered with a layer of yellow-white sticky substance, which made Yang Guo feel nauseous again.

"Is this also how Aunt Guo accepted the position of leader of the Beggars' Sect?"

The image of Huang Rong covered in filthy phlegm flashed through his mind, and Yang Guo couldn't help but shudder. It was truly too disgusting.

After the handover ceremony of the gang leader was over, an old beggar jumped out and talked about how Hong Qigong punished evil and was chivalrous and righteous, and also about how he wanted to drive out foreign enemies, sacrifice his life to save the country and be loyal and righteous.

After listening to a few words, Yang Guo shook his head and left. In the past, he would have been shocked by the Beggars' Gang's selfless behavior.

Although his views on the Beggars' Sect have changed now, he is no longer shocked.

After all, the method was wrong and the efforts were in vain. The reasons for the weakness of the Song Dynasty were external but more internal.

When a country is in danger, if those who have seized the most benefits and power do not think of ways to deal with the problem, do not spend their money, and do not fight hard, then the country will most likely be doomed.

After the sun went down, the Lu Family Manor was decorated with lights and filled with banquets.

Yang Guo occupied a seat in the main hall based on his sense of reason. Of course he had to sit in the front row to watch the fun. He always kept Mu Sheng's teachings in mind.

"Uncle Guo"

Looking at Guo Jing entertaining guests with Huang Rong, Yang Guo still felt a little upset.

Because his life was so rich in knowledge, neither Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Guo Fu, or the two Wus recognized him, so Yang Guo did not take the initiative to reveal his identity.

"Liu Chuxuan and Sun Buer from the Quanzhen Sect are here too"

"And this person should be Zhu Ziliu, the disciple of Master Yideng of the Southern Emperor."

While Yang Guo was listening to the conversations and boasting of the people in the main hall, he was carefully identifying the identities of the visitors.

He was so focused on identifying who was who that he didn't notice that he was also being targeted.

"Brother, do you know who that person is?"

"He looks familiar, but I can't remember his name. What's wrong?"

"Then I understand."

Wu Xiuwen had noticed Yang Guo a long time ago. Those sitting in this hall were all famous heroes in the martial arts world, and he could tell a few words about the origins of each of them.

The sudden appearance of a strange and reckless man made him doubt whether he had remembered the whole person.

After confirming that his brother didn't know the other person either, Wu Xiuwen confirmed that the other person had sneaked in.

"I don't know where this rascal came from. He has practiced some external skills and dares to come here to pretend to be a hero. If I teach him a lesson, won't I be able to show off in front of all the heroes?"

"I think Fumei will like me more if she sees me."

Thinking of this, Wu Xiuwen strode towards Yang Guo's position.
(End of this chapter)