Tianlong: Starting with Mantuo Manor as fertilizer

Xie rushed to the dock, where a large ship was already moored.

The river flows gently, lapping lightly against the side of the boat.

The two tour leaders, Granny Ping and Granny Rui, were waiting for him on the shore.

Grandma Ping looked unwell, her brows furrowed.

The thought of Xie Buruo becoming her boss made her worry that she would be targeted and made things difficult for herself in the future.

Grandma Rui's face was sallow, as if she had just recovered from an injury, with dark circles under her eyes, as if she had been beaten.

Xie Bu Ruo had heard You Cao say that Granny Rui was injured while on a mission.

The journey to Dali is long and arduous, a distance of thousands of miles.

After considering it in his mind, he felt that he still needed to maintain a good relationship with his superiors, so he offered his condolences.

This question took him quite a surprise.

"What? It was Mu Wanqing who hurt you?"

"You forced Xue Muhua to marry you?"

Xie's mind raced, and he roughly pieced together the timeline.

He remembered this passage clearly from the original text.

With her martial arts skills now fully developed, Mu Wanqing, together with her mother Qin Hongmian, stormed towards Mantuo Manor, intending to kill Madam Wang.

However, the disparity in strength between the two sides was too great.

The mother and daughter didn't even get to touch Madam Wang's face before being chased and killed by her men.

The mother and daughter got separated halfway, and Mu Wanqing fled alone towards Dali.

Not long after that, she met Duan Yu in Dali.

Xie Buruo nodded secretly: "It seems it's not too late to go to Langhuan Paradise now."

Lady Wang dispatched a large number of people to this trip.

Besides escorting him, there was another matter to attend to: he was ordered to kill two thieves.

Now he knew that the two thieves were Qin Hongmian and Mu Wanqing.

Xie Bu Ruo looked at Granny Rui again and couldn't help but sigh at how lucky she was.

Mu Wanqing's poisoned arrows were so potent that they almost instantly killed anyone hit, leaving ordinary doctors helpless.

If it weren't for Xue Muhua, it would indeed have been difficult to save him.

It was Abi who introduced Doctor Xue to him.

Abi was Kang Guangling's apprentice, and by seniority, she was Xue Muhua's junior apprentice.

Because of this relationship, Xue Muhua was willing to help save people.

As for the matter of Grandma Rui forcing Xue Muhua to marry her...

Xie Bu Ru shook his head inwardly.

Xue Mu Hua can't beat Qiao Feng, but he can't beat you, you old woman?

"It was probably because of Abi that he only gave her two punches and didn't beat her to death."

Grandma Rui had no idea what Xie Buruo was thinking.

She was quite surprised when she blurted out "Mu Wanqing" to Xie Buruo.

Up to this point, Granny Rui and the others still haven't found out what Qin Hongmian's apprentice's name is.

In everyday conversation, everyone refers to her as "little bitch".

Granny Rui asked, "How did you know that little wretch's name, young master?"

Xie Buruo chuckled and adopted a profound expression: "Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed."

Grandma Rui nodded secretly as she listened, muttering to herself.

"No wonder the lady values ​​this person so much; he certainly has something special about him."

Granny Ping was nowhere to be seen, as Youcao was responsible for taking care of Xie Buruo's daily life.

She hurried forward: "Young master, Youcao hasn't arrived yet. Perhaps she's oversleeping again?"

Xie Buruo said, "Youcao has already gone to the cabin to help me move the books. She has a rash and cannot see anyone."

The grass in the cabin was naturally Wang Yuyan in disguise.

She grew up in Mantuo Manor. Although she covered her face with a veil and changed her clothes, her knowledge of the martial arts world was still too shallow.

If you really try to wander around in front of these old women and maids, you'll be exposed in just a few moments.

Xie finished speaking and, without waiting for Granny Ping to ask any more questions, strode onto the boat.

Grandma Ping stood there, unsuspecting, and muttered something to herself.

"Youcao has also developed a rash? A lot of people have been getting rashes lately, is it contagious?"

Upon hearing this, Granny Rui and her maids immediately changed color.

Grandma Rui hurriedly took out a small bronze mirror from her bosom and looked at her old face from left to right.

"Don't let it infect me."

The anchor swung up with a clang.

With its sails billowing and the ship shuddering slightly, it left Mantuo Villa and sailed toward the vast expanse of water.

Xie Bu Ruo returned to his cabin first, and upon opening the door, he saw Wang Yuyan.

She was straining her ears to listen to what was happening outside.

Hearing the sound of anchor being raised, knowing that we had set off, my eyes sparkled with excitement.

She's lived so long, and she's never done anything so outrageous.

He usually follows the rules and doesn't even dare to speak loudly.

Not only did he sneak out of the house today, but he also did it so quietly that no one noticed and he didn't leave a trace.

She was extremely pleased with herself, and even straightened her back a bit.

Xie Buruo had no time to care whether she was happy or not; with their journey imminent, cultivating martial arts was the most important thing.

He pulled the sword manual from his robes and flipped through it to the last few pages.

"Miss Wang, I don't quite understand this diagram. Especially the ninth and tenth variations, they just don't connect no matter what I do. Could it be that you drew it wrong?"

Was it drawn incorrectly?

How could it be drawn wrong!

Wang Yuyan raised an eyebrow slightly at the words "drawn wrong".

But then I thought, at least they helped me escape from my home.

She patiently leaned closer, glanced at the chart, and spoke in a gentle voice.

"This shows you don't understand the basic principles of the I Ching."

"As I said, this sword technique is closely related to the I Ching. To learn this sword technique, you must first read some books on the principles of the I Ching."

As she spoke, she walked to the desk, bent down, and untied the bundle.

The bundle was loosened, revealing a large stack of books.

There are four or five books related to the I Ching alone.

Xie Buruo suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Wang Yuyan was in a good mood today and talked much more than usual.

She arranged the books in order of increasing difficulty.

"Of course, simply understanding these classic texts on the principles of change is far from enough. One also needs to diligently practice internal energy cultivation."

"Your Wuliang Sect's internal energy cultivation is too superficial and its foundation is weak, ultimately preventing you from unleashing the full power of this sword technique. By the way, have you finished reading 'The Profound Subtle Heart Essentials'?"

Xie Buruo nodded: "I've finished reading it."

The "Mysterious Heart Essentials" records the basic principles of circulating qi and blood, as well as self-rescue methods when encountering internal qi imbalances.

Xie Bu Ruo did gain some insights after reading it.

But internal strength is not like sword techniques; it cannot be mastered overnight by simply reading a book.

Although his swordsmanship has improved rapidly these days, his internal strength has not progressed much.

Wang Yuyan took out a few more books and placed them heavily in front of Xie Bushu.

"The first few books are about the cultivation methods of Xuanmen (Taoist school), explaining the meaning of some Xuanmen internal energy terms."

"The books behind contain the essential principles of sword techniques from various schools. Although they are far inferior to your move, they still share many similarities. You can use them to practice and verify your skills."

Even though Xie was always diligent, he was still overwhelmed by the sight of so many books piled up in front of him.

He couldn't help but gasp: "Is learning a sword technique this complicated?"

This statement hit Wang Yuyan right where it hurt.

Her eyes lit up instantly, and she began to speak eloquently and fluently.

"It is only natural to learn martial arts and cultivate oneself gradually. Moreover, the sword technique you have learned is a supreme skill of the orthodox Xuanmen sect. Without a solid foundation, it will ultimately be like trying to draw a tiger but ending up with a dog instead."

"The prestigious sects in the martial arts world all understand this principle. For example, Shaolin disciples must begin by learning Shaolin Long Fist, and then learn Arhat Subduing Tiger Fist..."

Xie's ears were ringing.

Having spent the last few days together, he had gotten to know Wang Yuyan quite well and knew that once she started talking, she wouldn't be able to stop for a while.

His mind raced, trying to find a pretext to stop the surging river.

Suddenly, I spotted the "Ding-Character Sword Manual" on the table.

He quickly grabbed it.

Wang Yuyan glanced at it and asked, puzzled, "This sword technique isn't anything special. With your current cultivation level, you don't need to learn it anymore. Why did you specifically ask me to bring it?"

Xie Buruo flipped through the sword manual: "I'm old friends with the Ding brothers. This time, I'll settle some scores with them."

He tucked the sword manual into his pocket, told Wang Yuyan he needed to arrange the itinerary, and then ran out the door.

I had only walked a few steps along the corridor when I bumped right into Grandma Rui.

Xie Buruo said to her, "Go and gather everyone; I have something to announce."