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

Yang Guo still made his way to the small town at the foot of Shaolin Mountain, since Cheng Yaojia had left him some travel money and horses there.

A handsome young man with a fair complexion, dressed in a white robe and wearing a jade-colored belt, walked down the town street with his long hair tied up with a blue hair ribbon.

It was Yang Guo, who had just come down from the mountain.

He first went to the shop, found a horse, and then got his travel expenses.

Yang Guo spurred his horse and headed northwest.

"Your Highness, the Quanzhen Sect is truly ungrateful, daring to defy you."

"I should have let Qiu Chuji taste my golden whip that day."

"Xiao Xiangzi, say something! You can't even utter a fart halfway through the journey."

The person named Xiao Xiangzi looked very strange, like a zombie, tall and thin, with a sallow complexion.

Xiao Xiangzi pondered for a moment and said, "Prince, His Highness has ordered us to split into two groups. One group will be led by your master, Jinlun, to investigate the Shaolin Temple. The other group will be ours to investigate the Quanzhen Sect."

Rumors spread, and they also heard that Shaolin was outwardly strong but inwardly weak, and that things would only get worse, and it would no longer be able to stop the Mongol cavalry. At that time, Jinlun would have achieved his goal.

"Unexpectedly, we only met Qiu Chuji and Sun Bu'er, and then we returned empty-handed. Your master and senior brother must have gotten the better deal."

Upon hearing this, the person who spoke first became furious.

"I, Yin Kexi, possess the strengths of both Chinese and Western martial arts, but unfortunately, I lack such superior skills. Otherwise, how could that Golden Wheel be so arrogant? Isn't it because he has the Tantric Dragon Elephant technique?"

As he spoke, he looked at the prince in the middle.

Prince Huo's eyes darkened. He had only recently become Jinlun's disciple, but he hadn't expected his master to show him no affection whatsoever, pushing him along and taking the two of them to the Quanzhen Sect. The master claimed that the three of them could claim all the credit for persuading Shaolin and Quanzhen.

It would be a miracle if he believed it.

He didn't even go up to Quanzhen Temple; he just directed the two men up the mountain while he covered their retreat.

He chose to bear the consequences of his subordinates' incompetence over taking full responsibility.

The Quanzhen sect's mission has now ended in failure.

Huo Du refused to go back like that, so the three of them decided to head straight from Quanzhen Sect to Shaolin. They have now completed most of their journey.

Yin Kexi's eyes gleamed with a sinister light: "Prince, I've heard that Shaolin is the pinnacle of martial arts, but I've been in the Central Plains for so long and haven't heard a word about it. Now it even needs a young man to save it; this great sect is probably doomed. The Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts, the Yi Jin Jing, and the Nine Yang Manual are all in Shaolin."

Xiao Xiangzi's expression shifted, and he also looked at Huo Du.

Huo Du was also overjoyed. It was said that the Tantric holy land had long yearned for the martial arts of the Central Plains. If he could obtain these, wouldn't he be able to get closer to the saints and have everything?

So the three of them whipped their horses and spurred them onward toward Shaolin.

Yang Guo practiced his cultivation while giving alms, stopping and starting along the way.

There was nothing he could do. After leaving the Shaolin Temple area, he didn't expect there to be more and more refugees. He had almost given away all the money he had brought with him. He felt sorry for Cheng Yaojia and had no choice but to go to a nearby money exchange to withdraw money.

That night.

Yang Guo's Nine Yang Divine Skill is now running on its own, so he only needs to sleep for one or two hours at most.

Not only that, but before leaving, the colorless one threw him an unnamed scripture. He followed its instructions and unexpectedly, his Nine Yang Technique advanced by leaps and bounds, accumulating countless internal strengths. He had no choice but to expand his meridians day and night.

That nameless martial art could actually harmonize the Nine Yang and be compatible with the Dragon and Elephant. It flowed into Yang Guo's body like a spring of living water, and now, combined with the Nine Yang Body Protection, the switching between martial arts techniques was completely unimpeded.

The key point is that, under the influence of this nameless technique, the power of the Nine Yangs felt even purer.

As a result, the dragon-elephant cultivated even faster than the nine suns, and no longer felt its arrogance.

He now vaguely senses that he is about to break through to the third level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill.

Stillness breeds restlessness.

Yang Guo set out under the cover of night, waving his sword through the forest. The roar of the dragon and elephant was truly magnificent, but unfortunately, it lacked speed. However, its explosive power was still very strong.

Yang Guo stomped his feet, and the dragon and elephant roared loudly. His figure was like a moonlight piercing through the night, rushing straight towards the giant tree in front of him. Yang Guo quickly threw a punch, which penetrated the wood three inches deep.

Yang Guo, tireless, switched between palm techniques, leg techniques, and finger techniques. Before long, the giant tree was riddled with holes and teetering on the verge of collapse.

However, his internal strength remained undiminished and even showed a faint trend of increasing.

Just as Yang Guo was about to study the bone-penetrating acupoint striking technique and the Toad Stance of White Camel Mountain, he heard a whooshing sound coming from the air.

She appeared to be a woman in a green dress, slender and graceful, giving off an elegant and poised air.

She rushed towards Yang Guo, and although she was being chased by a powerful enemy, she showed no panic and always gave people a sense of elegance and composure.

Yang Guo's eyes narrowed slightly, but he thought to himself that she was probably a stunningly beautiful girl whose looks were no less than Guo Fu's.

As she drew closer, Yang Guo looked at her and saw a hint of regret in his bright eyes. She was a disfigured woman.

"Young lady, don't run away. It's a fine night tonight, it's time for me to have some fun."

Then came a mocking sound.

Yang Guo was secretly delighted, thinking this was a perfect opportunity to practice.

Yang Guo was delighted to see this, and without using any special movement techniques, he simply channeled the power of the dragon and elephant into his feet and rushed straight at the villain.

Seeing a young man brush past her as he charged straight at the villain, the elegant woman quickly called out, "Young hero, little..."

But the words that followed were swallowed back down his throat, and he just stared blankly at Yang Guo's figure.

Yang Guo was already upon them, and with every move he made, the sounds of dragons and elephants echoed, which was quite terrifying.

Seeing this, the man dared not be careless. He noticed that the young man was handsome and extraordinary, and his moves were even more terrifying. He quickly used his lightness skill and leaped into the air like a goose, giving the impression of soaring.

The woman's voice then reached his ears: "Young master, this person should be related to the Quanzhen Sect. He is using the Golden Goose Skill."

"Young lady, you certainly have exceptional taste, which only excites me more. Although your beauty has faded, your figure is still worth playing with. Hehehe."

Yang Guo looked at the sinister man who had just turned and leaped back to the treetops three or four meters high.

Such superb lightness skill! It seems he was just teasing this woman.

Yang Guo, however, seemed not to have heard the woman's words.

She leaped up and struck the man with a palm.

The man leaped away, dodging the palm strike. Branches were snapped by the force of the palm, and the trees trembled.

The sinister man exclaimed in surprise, "You young man possess such profound inner strength! It's a pity you can't catch me."

He leaped down from the treetop and pounced on the girl, intending to kidnap her first.

The girl also drew her sword, ready to fight.

Yang Guo cursed inwardly, thinking, "He's drunk! This person doesn't even touch the ground!" But he dared not let the woman get hurt.

Yang Guo disregarded everything else and quickly reached into his robes with his right hand, grasping something.

He channeled all his inner strength into the tip of his right finger and shot it toward the man speeding through the air.

The sinister man caught a glimpse of a flash of silver light out of the corner of his eye, and it was already in front of him. Alarm bells rang in his mind, and he raised his hand to block it.

He then covered his right eye and screamed before falling from the sky.

The hidden weapon pierced only his palm and shot into the man's right eye.

Yang Guo flicked his finger again, and the pure Yang energy, though not scorching, instantly enveloped the silver object and shot it toward the man's temple.

Yang Guo knew from the man's lightness skill at first glance that if the man wanted to leave, he probably wouldn't be able to catch up. There was no way around it, as the man was probably already about to fly through the air. Yang Guo's Ling'ao Step and Qimen Wuzhuan were still better at dodging.

Fortunately, he possessed the ability to flick his fingers.

Yang Guo was actually thinking about what weapon he should use, but unfortunately he always felt that holding a weapon would be cumbersome, so he only practiced fist and foot techniques and finger techniques.

Especially this finger technique. While fist and foot techniques require a stance, the finger flicking skill emphasizes the control of internal force and skillful application. It can be said that besides internal force cultivation, the finger technique is the most practiced. After all, Cheng Yaojia is the most qualified to speak on this.

But hidden weapons are hard to conceal; you can't always carry stones with you.

So Yang Guo thought of scattering silver.

Since I'm going to bring this anyway, it doesn't matter if I bring two more.

Indeed, Yang Guo shot out silver. If it weren't for the nameless skill that made the Nine Yang Divine Skill even purer and allowed for seamless transitions between different techniques, he wouldn't have been able to unleash such destructive power in such a short time.

He flicked his fingers twice with full force.

The second shot hit the man's temple directly.

The vicious man's screams stopped abruptly.

Yang Guo quickly stepped forward, flipping his right hand to reveal another loose silver coin, ready to be used.

"Wait, young master, wait a moment," the girl said hurriedly.

She was closer to the sinister man, so she could see clearly that the silver light that followed struck him directly in the temple.

She knew that based on the power of the first attack that pierced his palm and then his eye, the second attack would likely have left the man either dead or severely injured.

Seeing that Yang Guo was about to continue, she quickly stopped him.

He quickly drew his sword and stepped forward to check the sinister man's breath.

She had a vague feeling that if no one came to her aid, she would surely die.

Seeing the girl walk forward, Yang Guo worried that something might happen to her, so he quickly went over to her.

The woman smiled and said softly, "Thank you for saving my life, young master."

"Young lady, no need for formalities. May I ask who this person is?"

Yang Guo was also helpless. He hadn't even arrived at the Quanzhen Sect yet, and he had already killed one of the Quanzhen Sect members.

"Young master, I don't know who this person is either. I was chased here by him all by myself tonight."

"However, a few days ago, I heard that a woman in a nearby village had her house broken into by a lecherous thief, and I suppose it was this lecherous thief."

Yang Guo breathed a sigh of relief. That was good, as long as he deserved to die. Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain to Cheng Yaojia.

The woman bent down and reached out to touch the man's body, and she actually felt a roll of thin cloth.

By the moonlight, the golden goose's skill was clearly visible on the cloth.

The woman was startled and handed it to Yang Guo.

The woman said solemnly, "Young master, this person is probably a true disciple of Quanzhen Sect. This should be his cultivation technique insights."

Yang Guo borrowed it to read, and sure enough, the first part was about the Golden Goose Skill, and the second part was about its operation and insights. This was not something that could be mastered overnight; it was probably because all his martial arts skills were in lightness skills.

Unfortunately, he encountered Yang Guo, who didn't play by the rules.

Yang Guo didn't feel any burden; since he had obtained it, it was naturally his.

"Young lady, shall we cultivate together?"

The elegant woman shook her head and said with a gentle smile, "I have my own movement techniques, so I don't need this one."

She was naturally worried that learning this technique would attract the attention of the Quanzhen Sect.

She said urgently, "Young master, although this technique is good, I'm afraid the Quanzhen Sect will cause you trouble. Can we not practice it?"

Yang Guo smiled and said, "Okay."

The woman was startled and immediately lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

"Young master, will my actions offend your eyes?"

Yang Guo laughed and said, "Beauty is not about the face; a beautiful heart makes a beautiful person naturally."

The woman panicked: How did he know I'm beautiful? Did he recognize me?

Impossible. Although it has only been a few months, she has changed a lot, and her appearance is like this.

However, he hasn't changed at all, he's just become even more handsome.

Unable to suppress her curiosity, she asked, "Young master, where did you learn this finger-flicking technique?"