Arhats Subduing Demons: Starting with The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber

Chapter 4 Flowers Bloom and Fade Unpredictably
In just a short while, Yun Changkong felt his internal energy circulating along the Sanjiao meridian of the Hand Shaoyang, and his body felt indescribably comfortable and pleasant. Gradually, he returned to a state of emptiness and wholeness, reaching the supreme state of forgetting himself and the world.

Several hours later, Yun Changkong lost track of time, when he heard two tapping sounds and Yun He's voice called out, "Kong'er."

Yun Changkong's cultivation was not deep at this time. Upon hearing the voice, his mind stirred, and he opened his eyes, saying, "I'm here."

The door creaked open, and Yunhe walked in.

Only then did Yun Changkong realize that he was covered in sweat. His prayer mat and clothes were soaked with sweat, but his body felt inexplicably comfortable and relaxed. He felt his mind was free and his spirit was clear, as if his body contained infinite potential.

He immediately threw out both fists, and with a whoosh, the force of his punches extinguished the two large candles three feet away.

As soon as Yunhe entered, he was startled by the scene before him and exclaimed in astonishment, "This is..."

Yun Changkong laughed heartily, jumped up, and lit the candle: "Look!"

Seeing the mud and debris on the ground, Yunhe picked up the puppet and immediately understood the reason. He trembled slightly and said excitedly, "So that's how it is! Your grandfather and I have been thinking about this for so many years, but to no avail. Son, you are truly remarkable."

He immediately picked up a puppet and examined it closely.

Yun Changkong looked at him calmly, thinking to himself, "You're going to suffer for this."

Sure enough, Yunhe let out a loud groan, stumbled, and nearly fell over. He was terrified and, disregarding his own safety, asked his son, "Kong'er, are you alright?"

Yun Changkong shook his head: "I'm fine."

As a human being, one should repay kindness received, especially since this was a favor to his father. He did not hide the matter of the puppet, but he knew that his son could not practice it, yet he could not remind him.

If you don't let the other person try it themselves, who knows what kind of dirty tricks might happen.

For the sake of advanced martial arts, fathers and sons turned against each other, and masters and disciples killed each other. Although Yun Changkong had never witnessed it himself, he had heard of it many times. As for the skill of the jade pendant, it goes without saying.

It should be known that practicing internal energy cultivation has always been a tedious and extremely dangerous process. Each meridian requires the balance of water and fire, the growth of yang and the generation of yin, and the harmony of dragon and tiger, in order to enhance internal strength.

Even with guidance from a master, most people either achieve nothing in their entire lives, or, if they become too skilled, they may inadvertently go astray and become possessed by evil spirits.

Therefore, internal energy cultivation methods cannot be popularized among the masses, and those who can cultivate them are all walking on thin ice. The "Arhat Subduing Demon Skill" is far more subtle and profound than ordinary internal energy cultivation methods.

Ke Yun Changkong's foundation was built on Shaolin internal energy, and his internal energy flowed through his meridians, sharing the same origin as the Arhat Subduing Demons Technique. The jade pendant was an even greater treasure, possessing the power to harmonize Yin and Yang. By combining his own internal energy with that generated by the Arhat Subduing Demons Technique, within a few hours, his internal energy had successfully circulated through the "Hand Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian."

Although Yun He did not know that Yun Changkong's encounter was an unprecedented wonder in martial arts, he saw that the wind from his small fist could extinguish a candle, and that his body was soaked and smelled bad. He immediately understood that this must be the "tendon and marrow transformation" that those who cultivate internal energy dream of.

Practicing any internal energy cultivation method can strengthen the body and improve health; some methods can even heal congenital injuries, the fundamental reason being the transformation of one's constitution.

The more impurities the body expels, the stronger the internal effects become. This is why masters of internal martial arts can maintain their youthful appearance and live longer than ordinary people.

Seeing his son's skill improve so much in such a short time, Yunhe suppressed his excitement and slowly said, "Kong'er, show your father a set of Arhat Subduing Tiger Fist."

He needed to see whether it was Yun Changkong who expended his inner strength to extinguish the candle, or whether it was caused by a casual punch.

"Yes!" Yun Changkong took his stance and began to fight.

At this moment, Madam Yun also entered. She saw Yun Changkong, who looked like a fierce tiger. The candlelight flickered red in the secret room, and the wind whistled.

Yun Changkong started practicing boxing at the age of seven and has been practicing for four years. His stance is good, but his strength is weak. Yet now, the candle flame six feet away is being shaken by the force of his punch.

She and Yunhe looked at each other in horror.

As Yun Changkong unleashed his final move, he suddenly roared, a roar truly like that of a tiger. He launched himself forward, mimicking a tiger pouncing on its prey, and swung his fists straight at the ground.

With a loud bang, the blue bricks where the fist struck shattered, and the dust that had accumulated in the cracks rose up. "Good!" Old Madam Yun clapped her hands and laughed.

Yun Changkong somersaulted up and landed steadily on the ground. He raised his left hand high, striking a pose that seemed to support the sky, and his right foot was in the "Kui Xing kicking the Dipper" stance. His body stood tall and still, truly resembling an Arhat statue.

Seeing that he had completed this set of punches without batting an eye or panting, Yunhe smiled broadly and said, "Good son! Even if I were to die right now, I would have no regrets."

No sooner had he said this than Old Madam Yun slapped Yun He across the face, causing blood to flow from the corner of his mouth, leaving him looking completely bewildered.

Yun He was also highly skilled in martial arts. He knew that he could not cultivate this internal energy because it was so extraordinary that not everyone could cultivate it. However, Yun Changkong's punch alone was enough to earn him the title of "Stone-Breaking and Stele-Splitting Hand" in the martial arts world.

But Yun Changkong was only eleven years old, so he naturally became a little too proud and carried away.

Yun Changkong chuckled inwardly: "I bet any son who said he had no regrets about dying in front of his mother would get a beating!"

Madam Yun looked at Yun Changkong and said, "Your grandfather and father have pondered this for decades but have not been able to figure it out, yet they dare not damage it in the slightest. How dare you?"

Yun Changkong said, "I just feel that the high monk, in repaying the life-saving grace, should also value the chivalrous heart of my grandparents and would not lie. So, the inner power, this inner power, may be within the puppet, which is why it was broken."

"I see!" The old lady smiled slightly: "It's good that my grandson could understand the high monk's intention. Good fortune will come naturally when you do good deeds, it has always been so." She looked at Yunhe and said: "From now on, we must live in anonymity."

Yunhe nodded and said, "This will make Mother suffer the hardship of traveling."

He originally intended to wait until his disciples and servants had all left before departing, as he was someone who cared about his reputation. However, now that his son was so capable, he had to leave as soon as possible. If his enemies came and harmed his son, he would go from dying without regrets to dying with his eyes open in disgrace.

Yun Changkong thought to himself, "It seems that even with my extraordinary destiny, I cannot change the fate of these three young masters."

He knew that although he could cultivate the "Arhat Subduing Demon Skill," accumulating internal energy and truly mastering the divine skill would still be a long and arduous process. After all, he wasn't like Shi Potian, who had cultivated the "Yin-Yang Imbalance" internal energy for many years.

He also knew that even if he fully mastered the "Arhat Subduing Demon Skill", his martial arts skills would still not be top-notch, and his strength would be limited, making it extremely difficult for him to compete with true first-class masters.

In short, he still has a long road ahead of him!

After all, "Brother Dog" has such amazing internal strength. Before, in a real life-or-death battle on Xia Ke Island, he couldn't even beat Bai Wanjian. It's just that his martial arts moves were too bad.

Yunhe sighed, "Kong'er, Liang Jia is a man of great talent and humility; you must remember that!"

Yun Changkong nodded: "I've got it!"

He naturally understood that he was still young and had to hide his talents, otherwise he would bring disaster upon himself before he could master his skills!
Not everyone wants geniuses to appear!
Yunhe asked, "Mother, where are we going?"

Yun Changkong said, "Grandma, I've heard that Zhongnan Mountain is a beautiful place with clear waters and lush mountains, let's go there!"

Madam Yun said, "Alright! We'll leave immediately."

Seeing that Yun Changkong had such good aptitude, they knew they had to give him enough time to grow. It was too unsafe in the prefectural city; the deep mountains and marshes were the perfect place.

Suddenly, four or five people on the roof shouted, "Yunhe, get out here!"

Yunhe and the others were all startled, but they were too slow and were blocked.

It is evident that flowers do not bloom forever, the moon waxes and wanes, and things in this world cannot always go as planned.

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