Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 64 Uncle Xiao, don't you miss your son either...?

night.

Li Zhaoting was fast asleep.

Over the past two days, I've been traveling all over the country, fighting against several top opponents in succession. After fierce battles and traveling thousands of miles back and forth, I'm quite exhausted.

Blue Phoenix slept soundly in the guest room.

Even the old wine seemed to be groaning and dozing off in exhaustion.

A stone of fine ingredients and twenty catties of strong liquor filled my stomach, and my strength quickly returned to its peak.

As the emperor among horses, the Qilin breed is not as fast as the Dragon breed, but it is superior in terms of carrying capacity and endurance.

Carrying a hundred pounds on her back, in a charge between two armies, Crescent Moon could fling the old wine so fast that no one could see her.

Carrying a hundred pounds on its back, running five hundred miles, Crescent Moon led the way from start to finish, only occasionally slacking off halfway through.

If you carry a hundred pounds and run a thousand miles, Crescent Moon will be overtaken by Old Wine, and the distance between you will only grow further and further.

Carrying 200 pounds and running 500 miles, Crescent Moon initially had the advantage, but was overtaken after 300 miles.

Li Zhaoting personally bathed and brushed the old wine, which was no waste of effort. The old wine was valuable, and its help in rescuing Ren Ci was largely due to the old wine.

Martial arts masters are incredibly fast, and Li Zhaoting has exceptional stamina, but if he were to travel long distances continuously, he would inevitably become physically and mentally exhausted, severely weakening his combat effectiveness.

The journey was tiring, nothing more.

Even if a celestial being descended to earth, they wouldn't have much strength.

A tall figure stood outside the door.

Xiao Yuanshan.

Both Tan Gong and Tan Po were killed by Xiao Yuanshan.

The reason can be summed up in just two words...revenge!
Thirty years ago, Tan Gong and Tan Po ambushed Xiao Yuanshan's family visit convoy and slaughtered Xiao Yuanshan's clansmen. It is only natural that Xiao Yuanshan would crawl out of hell to seek revenge.

If Tan Gong and Tan Po had stayed by Qiao Feng's side, Xiao Yuanshan would have been hesitant to act rashly. However, the two of them valued their reputation, considering it more precious than their lives.

Therefore, Mr. and Mrs. Tan died.

Completely powerless to fight back, he was instantly killed with a single palm strike.

Xiao Yuanshan originally intended to leave Wuxi, but Li Zhaoting discovered more secrets. This assassination plot against Qiao Feng had been planned for a long time, so of course he had to pay close attention.

The best way is to press Li Zhaoting for answers.

Xiao Yuanshan was a passionate hero who diligently followed his master's dying wish, contributing to the peace between the Song and Liao dynasties. He even followed his master's example and married a Han woman.

That's right, Qiao Feng's mother was Han Chinese.

The original text clearly states that Xiao Yuanshan came to the Central Plains because his wife went back to her parents' home. To put it bluntly, it was a son-in-law bringing his grandson back to his parents' home, and there was no defense against external enemies.

Little did he know that upon arriving at Yanmen Pass, he was ambushed and slaughtered by the martial arts world of the Central Plains. His clansmen were killed, his wife was killed by martial arts practitioners, and he himself was seriously injured. He attempted suicide by jumping off a cliff but survived by sheer luck. After recovering from his injuries, he spent time searching for his enemies and learned part of the truth.

Misunderstand?

Fuck your misunderstanding!

Can a simple "misunderstanding" erase all mistakes?
Even if we assume it's a misunderstanding and that we know we made a mistake, why doesn't anyone admit their mistake?

Xuan Ci became the abbot of Shaolin Temple because of this great achievement. He also had a son with Ye Erniang. He was in a high position, had great power and influence, and was famous for his romantic life. Was this an admission of wrongdoing?
Mr. and Mrs. Tan always felt they had done the right thing.

Zhao Qiansun was a walking corpse, knowing nothing.

Only the monk Zhiguang spent the rest of his life repenting, doing good deeds to make up for his mistakes.

Xiao Yuanshan shook his head, about to make a move, when he suddenly heard a soft sound and sword energy shot towards him.

Just as Xiao Yuanshan was about to retaliate, he discovered that the sword energy had dissipated into a soft, continuous stream of qi.

Pure Yang Qi!

Li Zhaoting actually knows pure Yang Qi?

Xiao Yuanshan was shocked. Just then, Li Zhaoting leaped up and ran quickly towards the city gate. Xiao Yuanshan followed closely behind and stopped after a short while.

Li Zhaoting pointed at Xiao Yuanshan with his jade flute.

Xiao Yuanshan did not retaliate with a strong move, but instead used the Shaolin Flicking Flower Finger to counter the move. The two exchanged thirty or fifty moves, when they heard the sound of horses' hooves. Lan Fenghuang arrived just in time and swung her hand to unleash the Blood Transformation Blade, slashing out with a blood-red blade of light.

Xiao Yuanshan waved his hand, and his pure and powerful Yang Qi formed a curtain to block the Blood-Transforming Blade's light.

Li Zhaoting waved his hand to signal a halt to the fighting.

Blue Phoenix reined in the old wine.

Xiao Yuanshan's expression was unpredictable, shifting between light and dark.

"Pure Yang Qi, Purple Mansion Divine Flute, Blood Transformation Blade, you should still remember these three martial arts techniques, right?"

"This is the ultimate technique of my sect!"

"Do you still remember the teachings of the Hermit of Sanhe?"

"I remember, but the warriors of the Central Plains don't!"

Xiao Yuanshan angrily cursed a couple of times.

That's right, one of the three disciples that Sanhe Yishi took in during his later years was Xiao Yuanshan.

Only Xiao Yuanshan obeyed his master's orders.

Xiao Yuanshan's fate was the most tragic.

Li Zhaoting had long suspected this.

Xiao Yuanshan's actions are too similar to the philosophy of the extraordinary man Sanhe Yishi. Who else but Sanhe Yishi could teach such an outstanding disciple as Xiao Yuanshan?

"Kid, do you know my story?"

“I don’t know, and I don’t want to know. If you insist on telling me a story, you can do so.”

"Who?"

"Qiao Feng!"

Li Zhaoting pointed behind Xiao Yuanshan.

Qiao Feng stood quietly under a large tree.

Qiao Feng's lightness skill was aboveboard; his footsteps made a sound as he rose and fell, leaving no trace in the snow but making a sound upon landing.

With Xiao Yuanshan's vigilance, he would definitely have been able to find Qiao Feng's trail. However, Lan Fenghuang rode Lao Jiu to the outskirts of the city, using the sound of her horse's hooves to cover up her footsteps.

The previous order was: Li Zhaoting ran ahead, Xiao Yuanshan chased behind, Lan Fenghuang rode Lao Jiu in pursuit, and Qiao Feng chased after Lao Jiu, each concealing the other's aura.

All sounds were disrupted by the old wine.

The moonlight was hazy.

People under the moon are more lost than the moonlight itself.

Li Zhaoting and Qiao Feng blocked Xiao Yuanshan's retreat, one in front and one behind. Although both of them were injured, Xiao Yuanshan had no chance of winning when they attacked together.

Xiao Yuanshan glared at Li Zhaoting, then abruptly removed his black mask, revealing his true face. He bore a striking resemblance to Qiao Feng, only decades older. No further explanation was needed; they were clearly father and son!

As is well known, in film and television works, Khitan nobles would reveal their identity by showing wolf head tattoos, indicating that this was their family symbol, which they had been tattooed on their bodies since childhood.

That's complete bullshit!
Tattooing in ancient times was very painful!
An infant's body is very fragile!
With such a large wolf head tattooed on her chest, without any anesthetic or anti-inflammatory drugs, the pain of the tattooing process and the toxicity of the ink would make even Ye Erniang admit defeat.

Even if they are lucky enough to survive, as the child grows taller and bigger, the tattoo on their chest will inevitably deform.

How can it remain unchanged?
What's even more outrageous is that some Khitan spies tattooed their wrists, as if afraid others wouldn't notice they were traitors. They were able to remain hidden for so long, it's only thanks to others being blind.

It refers to "Shen Liang".

The Khitan spy that Xie Xiaofeng replaced.

Xiao Yuanshan has a wolf head tattoo on his chest, which he got when he came of age. Qiao Feng doesn't have a tattoo on his chest, but if he had to get one, he could get a gray wolf tattoo.

Li Zhaoting can help for free.

Qiao Feng had some doubts about his own background, but looking at Xiao Yuanshan in front of him, he believed him to be mostly right.

Li Zhaoting wanted to leave quietly so as not to disturb the father and son's reunion, but Xiao Yuanshan reached out and grabbed Li Zhaoting's shoulder: "You little brat, don't even think about running away!"

"You two are reunited as a father and son. It's not appropriate for me, an outsider, to stay here. I'll go back to sleep..."

"You and my son are sworn brothers, how can you be considered an outsider? You stay here!"

Xiao Yuanshan: (〝▼Pan▼)
Li Zhaoting: ┗( T﹏T )┛

The four found a secluded spot. Xiao Yuanshan knew he couldn't escape, so he cleared his throat and began to recount his past, starting from his sect and continuing all the way to the ambush at Yanmen Pass.

"Who is the leader?"

Qiao Feng astutely grasped the key points.

"More than thirty years ago, Wudang and Emei did not have the prestige they have today. Apart from the underworld gangs, who could make the Beggar Clan leader the second-in-command?"

Father, like son.

Xiao Yuanshan and his son investigated the case haphazardly, and were even misled into believing Duan Zhengchun's involvement, all because they were blinded by hatred.

Especially Qiao... Xiao Feng!
The straightforward and upright hero, however, engaged in a cryptic exchange with Duan Zhengchun at Xiaojing Lake, their conversation going in circles and ultimately leading to A'Zhu's death.

Are you the type to speak in riddles?
Do you have the knowledge to solve riddles?
This creates a hellish joke: Xiao Feng's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms are the best in the world, but the only named character who died under his palms was A'Zhu.

"You mean... the abbot of Shaolin?"

"To put it bluntly, there are only two people in the Central Plains martial arts world who are qualified to lead all the heroes: one is the current head of Cihang Jingzhai, and the other is the abbot of Shaolin."

When Cihang Jingzhai makes a move, it's always something big. Various forces will step in, and the successors of Cihang Jingzhai are adept at maneuvering and maneuvering, aiming to wipe out at least one generation.

The Shaolin abbot is relatively less qualified; considering the events of that time, the Shaolin abbot would be a better fit.

Have you ever thought about this question: Master Fangzheng of Luohan Hall, Master Tianzheng of Damo Academy, and Zen Master Dabei of Bodhi Academy, which one is even slightly weaker than Xuanci?
What made Xuanci the abbot of Shaolin Temple?
Of course, it's because of the great achievement he made thirty years ago.

This is my guess.

The most likely guess.

In the world of martial arts, Shaolin Temple is a place where hidden talents abound.

Whether they are top-notch masters, eminent monks skilled in management, or holy monks with profound Buddhist teachings, I could easily name a dozen or so. At least five of them are qualified to become abbots, and each of them is a top-notch figure.

Fang Zheng is the only monk in the last hundred years to have mastered the Yi Jin Jing and is proficient in eleven Shaolin martial arts techniques.

Tianzheng specializes in the "Finger Finger" technique and possesses exceptional martial arts skills. Fifteen years ago, during the siege of Yan Kuangtu, Tianzheng withstood thirteen of Yan Kuangtu's deadly attacks, making him the strongest cover on the battlefield.

The Great Compassionate Zen Master was a good friend of Lu Xiaofeng. His martial arts skills were comparable to those of Huo Xiu, Lu Xiaofeng, Ximen Chuixue, and Dugu Yihe. He also had considerable connections in official circles.

Of course, Xuan Ci has his own advantages.

First, Xuan Ci excels at managing sects; his management skills are the strongest, and the Shaolin disciples are thriving.

Second, the Xuan generation of old monks is the most numerous, with more than a dozen having a reputation in the martial arts world. Adding to that the old monks who prefer quiet to activity, there are a total of thirty.

Shaolin martial arts emphasizes gradual progress. Even if you hone your skills little by little by working your way up, you can still be considered a top-notch master in the martial arts world when you reach seventy or eighty years old.

Those with the character "玄" in their name have a huge advantage in this regard.

Even if you add up all the monks of the Tian, ​​Fang, and Da generations, there aren't as many as the monks of the Xuan generation.

In addition, these generations are all of the same generation.

It can be compared to... Cloud Crane Soaring to the Nine Heavens!
Xiao Yuanshan's eyes widened: "How do you know so many secrets? Are you really from Lingnan?"

"I was exiled to Lingnan."

"Who taught you to play the Purple Mansion Divine Flute?"

"The reward for helping the Duan family of Dali solve their case."

"So, you're mine..."

"Master's nephew!"

"Are you good at solving cases?"

"Understand a little!"

"Here you go. This is a treasure map passed down through generations of our sect. It's related to a huge treasure. Help me find out the truth about this. I need to see irrefutable evidence."

"A treasure map? Hehehe..."

Li Zhaoting chuckled twice.

As everyone knows, nine out of ten treasure maps in the martial arts world are scams; the treasures are all traps, and you won't see a single hair unless you fight until blood flows like a river.

"Uncle Xiao, where is the treasure?"

Tibet!

"Has the Hermit of Sanhe been to Tibet?"

"Which master hasn't traveled the world? If you're stuck in a small pond, you'll be a useless person for life."

"Uncle, you have great insight!"

"You shameless nephew!"

Xiao Yuanshan gave two ambiguous hums.

Before taking out the treasure map, Li Zhaoting kept addressing people as "senior," indicating that he was an outsider.

After the treasure map was taken out, before Xiao Feng could even call him "father," Li Zhaoting had already called him "uncle."

Is this a treasure map?

This is clearly a "change of address fee".

With this face, I'm not afraid of anything anywhere!
He's fair-skinned, handsome, thick-skinned, and tough!

　The following are elderly monks of the Xuan generation mentioned in the original novel of Tian Long Ba Bu: Xuan Ci, Xuan Du, Xuan Bei, Xuan Ku, Xuan Nan, Xuan Ji, Xuan Tong, Xuan Can, Xuan Kui, Xuan Jing, Xuan Gou, Xuan Sheng, Xuan Mie, Xuan Shi, Xuan Ming, and Xuan Nian.

　　There were more than a dozen others whose names were not mentioned, totaling more than thirty people: In a short while, only more than thirty old monks of the Xuan generation remained in the Great Buddha Hall, Xu Zhu's master Hui Lun, as well as Xu Zhu and the four women of Lingjiu Palace.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)