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Chapter 99: Crazy Rage, Paying for Life (Please Subscribe, Please Subscribe for Monthly Tickets)

"Lin'an Prefecture!"

"There are too many things to transport here."

Meng Gong looked embarrassed. Lu Wende was defeated in the north and only had the strength to defend himself, which led to the area near Wudang Mountain falling into the hands of the Mongols. If he rashly transported the wealth and goods, he would probably make things easier for the Mongols.

"The territory of Wudang Mountain has been locked?" Zhang Kuang narrowed his eyes, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Except for those who were pro-Mongol, the rest were captured at the foot of the mountain and their belongings were stolen... Most of these sixteen boxes contain their valuables, but they were not allowed to come up the mountain, so they couldn't tell the truth."

Meng Gong's words made Zhang Kuang laugh out of anger.

He is now counting on trading with people outside so that he can obtain various rare treasures as soon as possible and speed up the treasure refining process. But you tell me that the mountain is sealed?
No wonder there are fewer people these days!

Zhang Kuang suddenly stood up, stepped on the wind-fire wheel and flew high into the sky. His eyes swept down below like morning stars, and his sight passed by Kublai Khan who was going down the mountain. As his body sped, he found the Mongolian masters who were setting up sentry posts outside Wudang Mountain.

"Okay, okay! They're really blocking the road!"

Anger surged in Zhang Kuang's chest, and he suddenly fell down on his Hot Wheels.

Depriving someone of their money is like killing their parents; blocking someone’s path is like wiping out their entire family!

The revenge of the entire family was before his eyes. Zhang Kuang's figure flew down from the sky, and the power of the Wind Fire Wheel became extremely strong. Everyone within ten feet was beheaded. Then the flames swept through, and all the Mongol masters entered the furnace.

"Kublai Khan, you're looking for death!"

Zhang Kuang let out a long roar and climbed up the mountain road, stirring up a cloud of wind and smoke. Countless rocks rolled down like a rocky torrent, scaring people and horses on the mountain road to fall down.

Kublai Khan was troubled. He had originally planned to withdraw his men after descending the mountain, but he hadn't expected Meng Gong to be there. As a result, he had to leave in a hurry before he could evacuate his men. "It was a mistake, but it's not impossible to save the situation... Imperial Master!"

He looked at the thin foreign monk beside him.

This monk was wearing a yellow robe and was extremely tall and thin. From a distance, he looked like a bamboo pole holding up his clothes. His forehead was slightly sunken, looking like a plate.

The Imperial Master's mouth twitched, and he lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, this old monk is absolutely no match for Master Zhang."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I'm aware of this, but I'm asking you to pass it on for me," Kublai Khan explained briefly. "The defenses at the foot of the mountain are to prevent robbers from causing chaos. Many Song soldiers are pretending to be bandits and looting here to raise money. That's why I... I've deployed experts and cavalry. I beg you to be vigilant and not fall for the schemes of these villains and mistake them for weapons."

King Jinlun breathed a sigh of relief, quickly gathered his energy into his dantian, and exhaled towards the outside of the mountain.

He practiced the secret Dragon Elephant Prajna of Tantric Buddhism, which had thirteen levels. Legend has it that after mastering it, one would have the power of thirteen dragons and elephants. However, this martial art was quite difficult to practice. Even he had only reached the ninth level.

But this martial art is so profound that even the current King Jinlun has the strength to compete with the top masters in the Central Plains.

Although it is impossible to transmit sound thousands of miles away, it is still possible to roar the sound out of the mountain by brute force.

call--

A blazing wind blew in front of him.

Zhang Kuang appeared in front of Kublai Khan and his group with a stern look on his face. His eyes swept across Kublai Khan and landed on King Jinlun.
"Why are you shouting so loudly?"

"Is it Erdolong?"

King Jinlun clasped his hands together in apology, but seeing Zhang Kuang's expression remained unchanged, although he felt a pang of pain in his heart, he still took out a secret manual from his monk's robe and held it in his hands. "This is the ultimate secret skill of Tantric Buddhism, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra. I am willing to give it to the Immortal Master in exchange for his forgiveness."

It was no secret that Wudang Master Zhang mastered Tai Chi and cultivated Yin and Yang. The former collected the world's most precious treasures and martial arts, while the latter admired the most beautiful women. Therefore, King Jinlun prepared the secret manual before his departure.

What? Dragon Elephant Prajnaparamita Kung Fu can only transmit power through initiation?
If I say you can write, then you can write!
"You're sensible." Zhang Kuang accepted the manual and asked with a forced smile, "What level have you reached now?"

"I am ashamed that I have only reached the ninth level so far." King Jinlun felt a sense of fear for some reason, and his expression became more respectful.

Zhang Kuang nodded and said "hmm", then flipped through the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra" in his hand. This martial art seemed to have no threshold, but in fact the threshold was ridiculously high. Ordinary people could indeed practice it, but the prerequisite was that they had to live for more than 1,300 years. The more talented a person was, the less time they needed to practice this martial art.

But even if he were to practice this martial art now, he could only guarantee that he could reach the eleventh level within ten years, and he was not sure how long it would take to practice the remaining two levels.

"Just keep practicing."

Zhang Kuang was both saying this to himself and encouraging King Jinlun, "In my opinion, you can reach the tenth level within ten years. If you work hard, don't think about fame and fortune, and don't get involved in trivial matters, you can do it in six or seven years. If you work hard, you can achieve it in three to five years."

King Jinlun was overjoyed. He was already the first person to have mastered the Dragon Elephant Prajnaparamita Kung to the ninth level. However, there was no progress bar, which had made him impatient and he turned to seeking fame and fortune. Now that he had received guidance from Zhang Kuang, he was excited and bowed respectfully. "Thank you for your guidance, Immortal! When I return, I will practice diligently and strive to achieve the tenth level as soon as possible!"

"So good."

Zhang Kuang smiled. He really liked such hardworking people.

Turning to look at Kublai Khan, his smile immediately disappeared. "The Song royal family is ready to exchange my secret treasures for the royal family's treasures. I don't want these treasures to be lost, otherwise..."

Zhang Kuang raised his hand and pointed at the next mountain. A golden light flashed on his wrist, and it fell to the top of the mountain with a whoosh. There was a loud bang like a bolt from the blue, "boom--" the top of the mountain collapsed, and the whole mountain was shaking.

When the billowing smoke and dust cleared, the peak that was previously a "mountain" had been smashed into the word "凶".

All the onlookers were silent as a mouse, and Kublai Khan's eyes were full of murderous intent, but he had to suppress his anger - if he dared to order an attack on Zhang Kuang now, he was afraid that the people behind him would immediately take action, cut off his head and give it to Zhang Kuang as an apology.

So he could only ask unwillingly: "Master, do you mean that I can only wait to die?"

"No," Zhang Kuang squinted his eyes and smiled, "You can also pay to buy your life. If your money is the same as or even more than what the Song royal family gave, then I will naturally not interfere in your affairs."

"Even if you give me too little, I will inform you in advance so that you won't be completely killed or injured and can retain some vitality."

Kublai Khan's expression improved a little when he heard Zhang Kuang's words, but only a little. He could naturally hear that Zhang Kuang was forcing him to compete with the Song court for money and profit from it.

But does he dare not do it?

dare not!

The lesson of Ogedei was still fresh in his mind, and the danger was right before his eyes. Kublai Khan absolutely did not dare to allow the Song court to bribe Zhang Kuang and let him take action.

He was bound to march south to unify the country and would never cross the river with the Song court. Therefore, the Song court did not dare to stop for fear of the destruction of the country and the extinction of the race.

Kublai Khan understood that military confrontation was useless at the moment. It all depended on who between him and the Song Emperor could better plunder the people's wealth, reap the wealth of merchants, and oppress the aristocratic families.

Fortunately, he has the advantage of the Western Regions and may not be inferior to the Song court.

Soon the news reached Lin'an. Zhao Yun heaved a sigh of relief after receiving the news. He relaxed completely and said to Jia Sidao and Ding Daquan with a smile:

"Our Great Song Dynasty is rich throughout the world, and we have the ability to sail far and wide to gather the wealth of various nations. How can a barbarian like Kublai Khan compare to us?"

"Sooner or later, I'll ask the real person to beat him back to the grassland!"

(End of this chapter)