Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 28: Zhuang has always been daring and responsible, but you should not make false accusations (Please read on!)
Three days later.

Zhuang Buyan sat cross-legged barefoot on a big rock, facing the endless sea. He suddenly jumped up and plunged into the sea, walking on the sea like a floating immortal.

Zhou Botong, who was on the shore, saw this and showed an expression of endless envy. When the young man in green robe came ashore, he couldn't help but say:
"How did you develop this level of horizontal training? I feel like your level of skill is comparable to the nearly perfected Buddhist 'Golden Bell Cover'."

"Now I have achieved the state where my muscles can be as hard as steel when hard, and as soft as cotton when soft. I am invulnerable to swords and spears, and immune to water and fire. My attacks are as powerful as wind and thunder, and my body movements are as light as a feather. I can run on the waves without falling."

Zhuang Bu Ran is wearing boots and socks:

"Half is natural, half is self-taught. Now there is only half an inch left. From now on, it will take hard work to achieve perfection."

He stood up and looked at Zhou Botong:
"When one's power reaches the highest level, one must transform the acquired into the innate. I wonder if Wang Chongyang's 'Xiantian Gong' can break through to the so-called innate realm?"

"It should be possible, otherwise how could Brother Wang become the best in the world in one fell swoop?" Zhou Botong thought for a while and said:
"I've heard about the Xiantian Gong before. Besides requiring a boy's body to practice, it can also open up an invisible and formless acupoint from the very beginning. This is the gateway from the acquired to the innate, known as the Xuanguan acupoint."

"However, this technique has some drawbacks. If you overuse it, or use it to heal others, your own vitality will be severely damaged. The innate Qi within our bodies is innate and cannot be replenished. If you damage your vitality, you will naturally also damage your innate Qi."

"Brother Wang didn't focus on martial arts training in his early years. He was a righteous man who fought against the Jin Dynasty to save the country. However, on the battlefield, swords and guns are merciless. Even martial arts masters can be injured."

"So he's been hit hard so many times that old injuries haven't healed and new ones have been added, which has become a chronic illness."

"And how can I stand by and watch the heroes who fought against the Jin Dynasty with me get injured? I must use my internal energy to heal them."

"If this continues for a long time, it will naturally consume a lot of the innate Qi in the body, thus shortening the lifespan."

"During the Huashan Sword Contest, he battled Huang Lao Xie and his men for seven days and seven nights. He was so exhausted that his old illness recurred. He passed away before he was sixty."

After Zhou Botong finished speaking, his mood became unusually low.

"So, 'Xiantian Gong' really can help me and others reach a higher level in martial arts." Zhuang Bu Ran concluded.

"No matter how talented you are, it will probably take you another ten years or so to reach the pinnacle of your skills. Why think so far ahead?"

Zhou Botong's sadness came and went quickly, and he said carelessly:
"If you really reach this point, I will help you get the Xiantian Gong. I also want to see how much strength I have now compared to Senior Brother Wang in his prime."

"Okay, it's a deal." Zhuang Bu Ran's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Within three years, Zhuang will definitely go to Quanzhen to fulfill this appointment."

"Tsk tsk, quite arrogant, actually thinking that he can reach the pinnacle of martial arts at around twenty years old."

Zhou Botong patted Zhuang Buran on the shoulder:

"Then the Old Boy will be waiting for you in Zhongnan Mountain in three years. I want to see if you can really make such progress."

As he finished speaking, he seemed to have seen something, and three ships, one large and two small, appeared vaguely in his sight.

"It seems that Huang Lao Xie has returned." Zhou Botong quickly said:
"Brother Zhuang, wait a minute and see how I deal with him."

"It's not just the East Evil. The sea breeze is mixed with a fishy smell. The West Evil is probably here too." Zhuang Buyan looked at the big ship breaking through the waves from afar.

"What? The old poisonous creature is here too." Zhou Botong hurriedly hid behind the young man in green robes.

"Brother Zhuang, you don't know that I'm most afraid of snakes, but that old poisonous creature loves to let snakes bite people. When I fight Huang Lao Xie later, you have to help me keep an eye on him."

"The West Poison will probably come to Zhuang first."

"Why?"

"He has a descendant who is his nephew in public but is actually his biological son. He is the product of a secret affair with his sister-in-law." "Is there such a thing?" Zhou Botong loved to hear others tell some new things, and said:

"I remember now. You originally said that you got the Toad Kung Fu from the descendants of the old poisonous creature. He must have come here to get back at them."

"Yes and no." Zhuang Bu Ran said calmly:

"I came here to get back my place and to avenge my son's murder."

"So that's how it is. I was wondering why the old poisonous creature came here in such a high profile." Zhou Botong understood.

After a while, two small boats came ashore first. On one boat, there was only Huang Yaoshi, and on the other, there were Hong Qigong and Guo Huang.

"Old naughty boy, I heard from Rong'er that you were locked in the cave, so how come you came out?" Hong Qigong jumped ashore.

"If I can't defeat Huang Lao Xie, I won't come out of the cave. Now I think he is no match for me, so why can't I come out of the cave?" Zhou Botong said arrogantly with his hands on his hips.

"Just you?" Huang Yaoshi jumped ashore:

"If you could really defeat me, why would you have been trapped on my island for fifteen years?"

Zhou Botong laughed and said:

"Hahaha, that's all thanks to you in your youth. You helped the old naughty boy figure out a lot of things. Now I understand that none of you old evildoers, old beggars, and old poisonous creatures are my match."

When Huang Yaoshi heard this, he had a bad feeling and couldn't help but look at the young man in green robe.

"Even if I don't give him the second volume of the Nine Yin Manual, with just the first volume he has learned and his own martial arts skills, he can beat you to the ground."

Zhuang Bu Ran said nonchalantly:
"Now I'm just giving you a little push so that you can lose more cleanly."

He added at the end:
"So, don't thank me."

Huang Yaoshi was speechless after hearing this. He felt that his younger self was too hideous, which made him unable to stop getting angry.

"Brother Zhuang, what you said makes perfect sense."

Zhou Botong jumped up and immediately said with a playful smile:
"Huang Lao Xie, come and fight me. I'll teach you a lesson today."

"What a joke! If you lose today, you will have broken the agreement that you cannot leave the cave at will, and you will have to hand over the Nine Yin Scriptures." Huang Yaoshi chased after him.

"Seventh Master, why did the old naughty boy suddenly lead my father away?" Huang Rong had just opened her mouth to ask when the ship approached the shore and saw a large number of poisonous snakes emerging from the ship.

In a moment, a man in white holding a snake-like staff jumped from the big ship to the shore. He was tall, with a high nose, deep eyes, a brown face and beard, and looked heroic, with eyes as sharp as knives.

The atmosphere on the shore became tense and depressing. Afterwards, the snakes swarmed towards the young man in green robe, but stopped about ten feet away from him, as if they were afraid of something.

"The Western Poison Ouyang Feng?" Zhuang Bu Ran asked in a calm tone.

"Boy, you are the one who killed my nephew?" Although Ouyang Feng asked, his tone was full of certainty.

"Nephew?"

Zhuang Bu Ran looked puzzled:
"You and I should have a blood feud for killing our sons, but when did I add the blood debt of killing my nephew?"

He paused and laughed:
"Zhuang has always been brave enough to take responsibility for his actions, but you should not blackmail others."

(End of this chapter)