Martial Arts: Starting with Immortal Cultivation, the Female Warriors Are All Bad

Knowing that Jiang Che was a playboy and lustful person, Yan Lingji kept a safe distance from him from beginning to end.

Apart from the last time when she let Jiang Che touch her legs in Exiled Immortal Residence, there had been no inappropriate behavior between the two of them.

Although Jiang Che is lustful, he is not a vulgar scoundrel who only uses despicable means. He is polite and courteous, otherwise she would have run away from him as far as possible.

It was precisely because of Jiang Che's politeness that Yan Lingji dared to stay by his side without restraint, and occasionally would take the initiative to tease him when she was in a good mood.

Wanwan just smiled and did not refute Yan Lingji.

With such a peerless beauty hanging around him all day, Wanwan doesn't think Jiang Che will let Yan Lingji go.

It's only a matter of time before Yan Lingji becomes her true sister.

Even if Yan Lingji has no feelings for Jiang Che now, sooner or later she will be addicted to the gentle love web woven by the other party and unable to extricate herself.

Wanwan didn't think anyone could withstand Jiang Che's passionate pursuit.

If Jiang Che is really determined to pursue someone, then the other person will most likely fall into Jiang Che's arms.

Whether it is a cool fairy, a charming witch, or a mature beauty.

Putting aside all of Jiang Che's conditions, this guy also understands girls' minds and knows how to please girls.

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209: Immortal Riding a Crane to the South of the Yangtze River

From the border town of the Song Dynasty, we headed south, enjoying the mountains and rivers along the way.

After a few days of relaxation, Huang Rong's face was filled with a smile from beginning to end.

Beautiful scenery can heal one's mood very well. Even Shao Siming, who is always serious, will occasionally have a barely perceptible smile on his face.

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There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, and many pavilions are in the mist and rain.

Misty rain flows into the south of the river, and I sleep on the painted boat listening to the rain.

Jiangnan has been the richest area in the Song Dynasty since ancient times. Relying on its unique geographical location, water trade has created many wealthy businessmen.

June, Suzhou City.

The rain is drizzling and dripping.

Outside the official road, a man in coarse linen clothes was driving a carriage with a serious expression.

From time to time, bursts of women's laughter could be heard from the carriage. Just by listening to the sound, it was not difficult to guess what a beautiful woman was sitting inside.

After entering Suzhou City, the big man drove the carriage to a stop in front of an inn and shouted into the carriage.

"Master, we have arrived at Suzhou City..."

After a while, a man in white clothes as white as snow, with a handsome face like jade and a lazy expression got off the carriage with six stunning beauties.

It was Jiang Che and his group who were traveling south from the northern border of the Song Dynasty.

The orioles and swallows are all beautiful, some are fat and some are thin.

The appearance of Huang Rong and others instantly attracted the attention of everyone around the inn.

The appearance of so many stunning beauties at once is extremely rare even in the bustling city of Suzhou.

However, out of fear of the powerful aura of these women, no one dared to approach them.

"Sir, shall we continue to tour Suzhou City or check into the inn directly?"

Jingwei moved closer to Jiang Che and asked softly.

These days, Jingwei has been accustomed to facing the gazes of the crowd almost every time he goes to a place.

"What do you think, Rong'er?"

Jiang Che did not answer Jingwei's question immediately, but turned to look at the cute little Huang Rong and asked with a faint smile.

"Well, then Brother Che, let's go have lunch first, and then continue to visit Suzhou City in the afternoon..."

Huang Rong touched her belly and spoke a little embarrassedly.

At the age when she is officially growing up, the little girl has no appetite for breakfast and her stomach has been growling with hunger.

"No problem, let's go..."

Jiang Che nodded slightly and led a group of six people directly to Songhe Tower not far away.

As for the coachman, he was just a paper figure made by Jiang Che using a little magic, so he didn't need to eat.

After Jiang Che and his group entered Songhe Tower, the people around them dared to discuss in a low voice.

"Oh my god, there are so many beautiful fairies appearing at once, it's blinding my eyes!"

"By the way, does anyone know these fairies? Logically speaking, it is impossible for such stunning beauties not to be included in our Great Song Rouge List!"

"Don't tell me, I really don't know anyone..."

"And judging from the way these people are dressed, they don't look like people from the Song Dynasty. They should be from other dynasties visiting the Song Dynasty..."

"That's right. After all, the scenery of Suzhou City has always been so beautiful that it is normal to attract people from other dynasties..."

"If you ask me, this group of people might have heard the news and came to Suzhou to join in the fun."

"Why don't I know what's going on in Suzhou?"

"Ma Dayuan, the deputy leader of the Beggars' Sect, died from his own famous throat-locking skill..."

"It is said in Jiangnan martial arts circles that the murderer is Murong Fu who is using his own method to retaliate..."

"The death of Deputy Chief Ma has angered the entire Beggars' Sect. It is said that Chief Qiao Feng has already arrived in Suzhou City and plans to personally ask Murong Fu for an explanation..."

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In a room on the second floor of Songhe Tower.

"Brother Che, Qiao Feng is very powerful, but who is Murong Fu?"

"Why do they all say that the death of Nan Beggar's Ma Dayuan is closely related to Murong Fu?"

Huang Rong poured Jiang Che a glass of sake, blinked her beautiful big eyes, and asked curiously.

Hearing the diners around talking about Qiao Feng and Murong Fu, the little girl also felt a little curious.

Although she was also from the Song Dynasty, she had been living on Peach Blossom Island for the past 16 years.

After escaping from Peach Blossom Island, he only stayed in Zhangjiakou for a short while before leaving the Song Dynasty. I really didn't know who these Qiao Feng and Murong Fu were.

In little Huang Rong's understanding, the top masters of the Song Dynasty seemed to be the four best masters who were as famous as her father.

In the past, little Rong'er always thought that her father was the best in the world, but after traveling around the world and broadening her horizons, she no longer thought so.

Although my father is a martial arts expert, his skills are only based on the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty, and that is only on the surface.

Compared with those old monsters hiding in the dark, it is completely insignificant.

"Xiao Rong'er, you haven't even heard of the famous North Qiao Feng and South Murong?"

Wanwan reached out and pinched Huang Rong's tender skin, and began to tease.

This has become a daily habit for her. Every time she sees Huang Rong being well-behaved and sensible, she can't help but want to get started.

Born in the Yinkui Sect of the Great Sui Dynasty, Wanwan read about the general situation of the world before going down the mountain, and had a certain understanding of the forces in the martial arts world of the major dynasties.

Know which people you can offend and which ones you should never offend.

Qiao Feng in the north and Murong in the south.

She was naturally no stranger to the rising star of the Song Dynasty's martial arts world and a prominent figure under the Five Supreme Masters.

Huang Rong had long been accustomed to this. She stretched out her slender jade hand and naturally took away the tender white hand from her face, rolled her eyes and said unhappily.

"Are they both famous?"

"Is it possible that his reputation is greater than that of Brother Che?"

"That's not the case. They are just rookies in the martial arts world of Song Dynasty. They are not even a little bit inferior to your brother Che..."

Wanwan shook her head, her slender, white and tender feet dangling under the table, and soon they rested on the side of Jiang Che's legs.

Ever since she tried it that day, the little vixen has gradually come to like this stimulating feeling!

Qiao Feng and Murong Fu were somewhat well-known in the Song Dynasty, but no one knew them outside of the Song Dynasty.

Jiang Che is now a banished immortal who is famous throughout China, so the two cannot be compared.

"Qiao Feng is one of the two leaders of the Beggars' Sect in the Song Dynasty. He is upright and chivalrous, and has always had a good reputation in the martial arts world..."

"As for Murong Fu, the current head of the Gusu Murong family, it is said that he has already cultivated to perfection in Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, and his divine power is unfathomable..."

"The Beggar of the South has always been active in the Gusu area, so the saying of "Qiao Feng in the North and Murong in the South" has gradually emerged in the martial arts world..."

"Sir, am I right?"

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Yan Lingji played with the wine glass in her hand, blinked at Jiang Che, and asked playfully.

These were the information she learned from Tianzong's intelligence agency before coming to the Song Dynasty.

Although it was thousands of miles away and it was extremely difficult to infiltrate the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty, Tianzong naturally knew this simple piece of information.

“Yes, and no…”

Jiang Che nodded and shook his head, then drank the wine in the glass.

Facing the curious gazes of several women, he spoke slowly.

"Northern Qiao Feng refers to Qiao Feng alone, but Southern Murong refers to the Gusu Murong family, not just Murong Fu..."

"Qiao Feng's cultivation is at least half a step to heaven..."

"As for Murong Fu..."

"All appearance is gold and jade, but inside is rotten cotton. It's quite good to have the cultivation level of a Grandmaster..."

Although he had never seen Murong Fu, but based on Qiao Feng's cultivation, Jiang Che could also guess Murong Fu's approximate strength.

Although he is as famous as Qiao Feng, Murong Fu is far inferior to the former.

The title of Nan Murong was earned by wandering around the world all day long and winning over all kinds of so-called heroes.

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Moreover, Nan Murong refers to the Gusu Murong family in general, not just him alone.

"Grandmaster?"

"But Murong Fu is at least as famous as Qiao Feng, how could his strength be so weak..."

Wanwan tilted her little head and blinked her lively eyes in some confusion.

Although the Grandmaster's cultivation is not weak, it is nothing when looking at the entire Song Dynasty.

At least one's cultivation must have reached the level of half-step to heaven to be considered a master.

When she first came down the mountain, she had already cultivated to the level of a grandmaster.

Murong Fu is at least as famous as Qiao Feng, so it is impossible that he has only this much strength, right?

Not only Wanwan was curious, the other women also looked at Jiang Che with doubt, somewhat expecting his answer.

Since Jiang Che said that Murong Fu's strength is inferior to his, and that he looks great on the outside but is rotten on the inside, then that must be the case.

After all, Jiang Che also traveled in the Song Dynasty when he was young, and even made a name for himself as the most handsome man in the Song Dynasty.

When it comes to various major events in the underworld, he must know some inside stories that others don’t know.

"You know what, this guy's cultivation is really not that good..."

"He got the title of Nan Murong by winning over those so-called heroes..."

"Murong Fu is a descendant of the Xianbei people. The Murong family has been secretly planning to restore the country for many years..."

"If you want to gain momentum, you need an identity and a legitimate excuse..."

"So Murong Fu has been wandering around the martial arts world for so many years and has little time to practice."

"Plus, he has always looked down upon his family's unique skills, the Sanhe Finger and the Longcheng Swordsmanship, and has only practiced the Douzhuanxingyi, and he is not particularly proficient in it..."