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

In less than half an hour, Yang Guo had mastered the entire Nine Yang Divine Skill manual.

The vast power of the Nine Yangs had filled his entire body. Yang Guo felt as if the physical and mental effects of last night's labor and this morning's deep cultivation in the illusion had been swept away.

Yang Guo activated the Nine Yang Technique, exhaling a breath as hot as a white ribbon.

He had already opened the second gate of the Du Meridian, and the Nine Yang True Qi continuously gathered at the Changqiang acupoint, eventually flowing throughout his body.

What an overbearing technique! The internal energy is as hot as the sun. Yang Guo felt as if the warm sun was shining on his body when he circulated the energy.

Yang Guo felt that he would need to accumulate qi for another one to three years before he could break through the Jade Pillow Pass, open the Ren and Du meridians, and finally achieve the Nine Yang Great Success. As for the Nine Yang Perfection, he was afraid that it would require dripping water to wear away stone or some kind of fortuitous encounter.

It took so long!

Yang Guo originally thought that with the Nine Yang Manual, he could first build up his strength to break through the Jade Pillow Pass in less than a year. He did not expect that the last barrier would be so difficult to break through.

Yang Guo could only temporarily delay attacking the Xuan Guan and focus all his energy on accumulating the power of the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

For seven consecutive days, Yang Guo did not leave the gate of the Sutra Pavilion.

Of course, he didn't always cultivate the Nine Yang Technique; he even broke through to the second level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique in one fell swoop.

Yang Guo was overjoyed, for the Nine Yangs governed the Qi, and the Dragon and Elephant governed the external.

However, switching between different techniques puts a lot of strain on the body.

The key issue is that the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill is too powerful. When he circulates it, he can feel the expansion of his meridians, bones, and muscles, and his small body has swelled up quite a bit.

So that's why Jinlun and Darba are so big?

Yang Guo dared not make it his master.

He immediately chose the Nine Yangs as his foundation, and then divided his true energy into two. One energy circulated through the core meridians and mystical points to nourish them, focusing on circulation; the other energy simulated the power of the dragon and elephant, separately tempering the twelve regular meridians and bones and muscles, without circulating internal energy.

Yang Guo was overjoyed. This method could indeed allow both to progress simultaneously, and the Nine Yang Eliminated the damage to the meridians caused by the Dragon and Elephant.

However, this has a drawback: it makes the process of cultivating the Nine Yang Technique to perfection even slower.

The time will at least double.

Yang Guo also knew that the best way was to first push the Nine Yang Manual to its peak, and then protect the Dragon and Elephant. At that time, the Dragon and Elephant would be able to make rapid progress.

Yang Guo decided to focus on cultivating the Nine Yang Manual first, since he only had the first five levels of the Dragon Elephant Manual, and the Golden Wheel Monk probably wouldn't easily give him the subsequent levels.

Yang Guo looked at the four scrolls of scriptures in his hand, pondered for a moment, and then put them into the inner compartment.

He has already mastered the Nine Yang Manual, so there's no need to exhaust the resources now.

On the eighth day, Yang Guo finally stepped out of the door.

……

"Young master, there's a rumor circulating in the martial world that Shaolin was invaded by the Demonic Sect, but was saved single-handedly by a peerless young man. Shaolin wept bitterly and wanted to honor his abbot?"

Three people were riding horses on the official road, and judging from their direction, they were heading towards Shaolin Temple.

These three were originally Song Yu's servants, who had met Yang Guo once before. The one speaking was Zhao Ying.

Upon hearing this, Song Yu's face darkened: "What demonic sect! In this chaotic situation, all sorts of scoundrels are rising up. Shaolin is becoming increasingly pathetic, allowing rumors to spread and tarnishing the reputation of our young hero."

The old man surnamed Zhao remained silent, simply following Song Yu's right side at full speed.

The news about Shaolin Temple has spread throughout the martial arts world these past few days. The traitor Jifa led the Demonic Sect to attack the temple, and no one dared to fight back. Even the head of the Disciplinary Hall was killed. Fortunately, the young hero Yang, who was devoted to Buddhism, was there and challenged the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect. The Holy Maiden immediately knelt down and submitted, and Shaolin followed suit.

Zhao Yingxian said excitedly, "Young master, this rumor is quite detailed, even including a name. The protagonist is Yang Guo! Judging from the description, he seems to be the dashing young man we met at the restaurant a few days ago."

Song Yu's face darkened further. The rumor was quite detailed, and the key point was that some people in the martial arts world had indeed seen the group from the foreign land.

She chose Shaolin as the last stop on her trip, hoping to get Shaolin's help.

Unexpectedly, she heard these rumors, so she had no choice but to go to Shaolin at full speed. She didn't know what happened next, but she knew that Yang Guo had taken Cheng Yaojia to Shaolin, and the timing was right.

Now that they haven't seen each other for over a month, she still misses him quite a bit.

The martial arts world now knows that Shaolin is outwardly strong but inwardly weak, and actually needs the help of others. The most crucial one is Jifa, who disappeared for decades but has suddenly reappeared. People thought he was long dead, but they didn't expect that he had betrayed the sect. The martial arts world has been digging into the history of Shaolin, and the more they dig, the more they feel that Shaolin is now a piece of fat meat.

Shaolin has never denied the rumors.

This is what puzzled Song Yu. She thought about it over and over again, and she was afraid that there was a Shaolin influence in the rumors.

She didn't even know who was in charge of Shaolin Temple. While pondering this, she spurred her whip to speed up again.

……

Yang Guo looked at Jueyuan, who was a monk who was very skilled in the Shaolin Tiger-Taming Fist. He seemed to be very diligent.

Yang Guo stepped forward and said, "Master, you are now guarding the treasure pavilion in vain. Why haven't I seen you entering the pavilion to cultivate these past few days?"

Jueyuan clasped his hands together and said, "Benefactor, whether or not one enters the sect has nothing to do with cultivation. This humble monk is here waiting for you to escort you down the mountain."

Yang Guo wondered, wouldn't he come down the mountain?

Jueyuan did not answer, but escorted Yang Guo all the way up the mountain. Yang Guo realized that this was not the way he was supposed to go.

"Senior brother, Jueyuan has already escorted Young Hero Yang down the mountain."

Tianming nodded and looked at the Buddha statue in the hall.

"Senior brother, Wuse has already gone after them."

"Alright, I hope this won't cause any grudges for you, young hero. Wuxiang, it's time to begin."

"Senior brother, are you really going to do this? If so, Shaolin will really lose all face."

"There's no other way. Since Shaolin has won, we can only relinquish our victory. No destruction, no construction. What, aren't you more determined than I am? Don't worry, if we fail, there's still Wuse. He's more suited to exist in this world than you or I."

Wu Xiang said nothing more, bowed, and withdrew.

Yang Guo looked at the gray-robed monk at the foot of the mountain, who was colorless.

"Monk, you're leaving the temple too? I seem to remember you yelling about how your senior brother was stopping you from leaving?"

As Yang Guo spoke, he looked at Jueyuan, but Jueyuan pretended not to see Wuse.

Wuse chimed in, "I don't want to stay at Shaolin Temple for another second. It's utterly rotten."

He ran around aimlessly every day, but he had heard rumors, and they couldn't bear to see the bewildered boy like that.

He tossed him a bag, then turned and left Shaolin.

Seeing that Wuse had left and Yang Guo was also about to depart, Jueyuan wanted to return to the temple.

Yang Guo would look at the monk in hemp robes and say, "Jueyuan."

Jueyuan was surprised that the young man would call him, and hesitantly turned around to look.

"If one day the country is shattered, what will become of Shaolin?"

"I don't know, but this humble monk will leave the mountain."

"Okay, maybe you really should read the Lankavatara Sutra; perhaps it has what you're looking for."

Jueyuan was puzzled, so he performed the Buddhist ritual, turned around, and walked away.