The Return of the Condor Heroes: Starting with Conquering Huang Rong

Yang Guo looked at the woman in his arms, a tear still clinging to the tip of her lower eyelashes.

Yang Guo couldn't resist kissing her.

Li Mingyue seemed to stop breathing at this moment, and could only passively endure his tenderness.

Yang Guo looked away from her eyes and made no further move.

This woman is too emotionally fragile.

Seeing that the man didn't continue, she breathed a sigh of relief and slowly buried her head in Yang Guo's arms again.

early morning.

Cheng Yaojia felt that she was sleeping very restlessly, and the bed was too hard, which made her very uncomfortable. However, she was able to fall into a deep sleep in the second half of the night, as if she was holding a warm piece of jade.

As the cave began to brighten, Cheng Yaojia opened her eyes, subconsciously sat up and stretched, displaying her curvaceous figure to the fullest, but unfortunately no one was there to appreciate it.

Because she was all alone.

Cheng Yaojia recalled last night, only knowing that she was half-asleep and half-awake, and everything was unreal, but the desire to see her lover still suppressed everything.

Yang Guo had already gotten up and was practicing martial arts by the small lake. He was naturally practicing the martial arts of Peach Blossom Island. As for Ouyang Feng's martial arts, they were either cold and ruthless or fierce and were not very suitable for Yang Guo, who had not yet recovered.

The palms danced in a flurry, like peach blossoms in full bloom, their beauty dazzling.

It must be said that every martial art technique on Peach Blossom Island exudes elegance.

Yang Guo wielded his power, his palm shadows stretching like a three-month-long rain of peach blossoms. The fallen leaves surrounding Yang Guo intertwined and swirled in the air, completely disordered, yet each leaf concealed a sharp edge.

Yang Guo weaved through the wind, each movement sending up falling rocks. These rocks shot towards the lake like arrows, but before they could even reach the water, they disintegrated in mid-air.

Yang Guo was very dissatisfied. His internal energy was growing too fast. When switching between the Falling Petal Palm Technique and the Finger Flicking Divine Skill, he still couldn't perfectly control every inch of the Finger Flicking Divine Skill's power. Before it even hit the person, the hidden weapon was destroyed first.

Yang Guo used his Qimen technique to turn around, and his figure disappeared into the palm shadow. Using this internal force, Yang Guo flicked his finger, and then more than a dozen rocks shot out. The sound of them breaking through the air was barely audible. They went straight into the lake, and then waves rose without wind, and the waves lapped against the shore.

In just one morning, he was able to fight with the Falling Petal Sword Palm and the Finger Flicking Divine Skill. However, the Finger Flicking Divine Skill required too much control over internal energy and had not yet reached the level of complete control.

He can now project his internal energy outwards, but he still needs to practice more to gather and project it.

Cheng Yaojia watched her lover finish his practice with beautiful eyes, then ran to his side.

"Husband, are your injuries healed?" Cheng Yaojia asked, still concerned despite seeing Yang Guo's radiant state.

Yang Guo let her tidy up the dressing room.

"Yes, thanks to my Yaojia's wisdom in passing on the Quanzhen Heart Sutra to me, otherwise I would not have been able to guide the enormous energy to break through the Xuan Meridian yesterday. Now that the Xuan Meridian is open, endless mysteries arise, and my body naturally recovers quickly."

Cheng Yaojia straightened his clothes and nestled into his arms. Looking at the woman he couldn't bear to be apart from for even a moment, Yang Guo also felt a surge of affection and kissed her forehead.

Cheng Yaojia hugged Yang Guo's waist with a smile.

"Of course, it's because my husband is exceptionally gifted. However, I need to inform my master about this, otherwise this technique cannot be shown to others."

Yang Guo nodded. Good. His martial arts techniques are complex. This Quanzhen Martial Arts is a traditional Taoist mental cultivation method, which is naturally more in line with the way of nature. If it weren't for this technique yesterday, Yang Guo might not have been able to wake up.

Yang Guo was aware of the importance of this, and now he basically showed people the martial arts techniques of Peach Blossom Island.

"My lord, where is that woman? Has she left?"

Yang Guo carried her, used his movement technique to run down the mountain, and said as he went, "Yes, she's gone."

Cheng Yaojia couldn't tell whether her husband was happy or sad, but adhering to the principle of not letting anything go unaddressed for his sake, she said, "Husband, where did she go? We can go look for her."

Yang Guo shook his head. Last night, in the latter half of the night, the woman slept restlessly in his arms, and several times she wanted to get up but was reluctant to.

Yang Guo no longer needed to meditate and regulate his breathing; his body repaired itself. In just one or two hours, he was full of energy. He naturally noticed the woman's unease, but as darkness turned to light, she still got up and left.

Yang Guo did not try to stop him; perhaps their next meeting would be for the rest of their lives.

Neither of them spoke, and Cheng Yaojia quietly held him.

The two soon arrived at the post station, where the carriages and horses were still there. There was no need to prepare anything, so they set off northward.

Cheng Yaojia asked with some worry, "Husband, are we really going to Shaolin Temple?"

"How so?"

"Although the Mongols and Song are currently enjoying their honeymoon and launching a full-scale attack on the Jin, there's no guarantee that the Mongols won't stab us in the back. If war breaks out, that place will be the first line of defense under our military might."

"Even now, it's probably very unsafe. Shaolin Temple hasn't even opened its gates yet."

Why is this titan of the martial arts world like this!

The rise and fall of a nation is the responsibility of every citizen!

Unfortunately, at this time, the court was mostly focused on protecting its own interests.

Yang Guo naturally understood; otherwise, Huang Yaoshi wouldn't have insisted on taking his daughter back to Peach Blossom Island for refuge every day.

This is just a microcosm; it shows a lack of confidence in this imperial court.

"My lord, Shaolin has been closed for a long time for some unknown reason. Although there were rumors in the past that it would be reopened, given the current turbulent situation, I'm afraid it will be very difficult for us to enter the mountain."

Huang Rong had mentioned it before, but she was confident about it. After all, entering the world was inevitable. How could such a large temple not eat or drink?

Now that he has a wealthy woman in his arms, Yang Guo no longer has the same concerns as Cheng Yaojia.

Enjoying Cheng Yaojia's service, Yang Guo was extremely pleased.

He had food to eat when he was hungry, water to drink when he was thirsty, and he could occasionally make the woman in his arms blush. Yang Guo felt like he was in heaven.

Cheng Yaojia's spring-like bliss faded, and she nestled in Yang Guo's arms, not wanting to move at all.

This little man is no longer someone she can handle alone; sometimes she really misses Huang Rong.

He even regretted not keeping Li Mingyue with him.

She could feel how much her husband cherished her.

Yang Guo's physique was indeed getting stronger day by day, and his internal energy was like a surging river, flowing endlessly.

Yang Guo also tried to touch the Jade Pillow Pass, but unfortunately he couldn't get a foothold. Not only was the city gate tightly closed, but it also seemed to be sunk to the bottom of the sea. How could he open it with such resistance?

Cheng Yaojia nestled lazily in Yang Guo's arms, her voice soft and sweet as she said, "Husband, have you heard? Li Mochou is in trouble again. It seems she killed an entire village. The martial arts world sent people to surround her, but she managed to escape."

"This woman has a really strong murderous intent!"

Yang Guo had no idea where the woman in his arms got her information from.

Even though she was always with him, she always managed to brush it off with a laugh.

He didn't bother to investigate further, and casually stroked her shoulder with his palm.

Why is this woman acting this way?

"I don't know. Maybe someone glanced at her? Or maybe she didn't like someone?"

Yang Guo shook his head.

"My lord, we're probably less than ten days' journey from the foot of Shaolin Temple. Why do we need to stop by Xiangyang?"