Tianlong: Starting with Mantuo Manor as fertilizer

Chapter 54 Snake Clan

Huijing rolled around in the forest several times, inwardly groaning.

"How come Yue Laosan is much more powerful than the Thirteen Protectors who trained before?"

Just as I was about to get up, a pair of cloth shoes appeared in front of me.

He was startled and quickly leaped up.

Upon closer inspection, a young man with an ordinary appearance stood before me, whose features seemed vaguely familiar.

The young man said, "Master Huijing, hello!"

Huijing, her face covered in dust, cursed inwardly, "What a load of rubbish!"

Suddenly, he remembered that this person was the servant who served Yan Longyuan.

"You, you are—"

Before he could finish speaking, a sudden gust of wind arose.

Yue Laosan had already reached him.

Seeing that there was another person besides Huijing, he became ruthless.

"Killing one is the same as killing two."

The young man was not frightened and said calmly, "Third, Second Uncle, it's me."

Yue Laosan had never seen this person before and cursed, "Who the hell are you?!"

Just as he was about to strike, he felt the voice was very familiar; it sounded like his junior apprentice, Tan Qing.

He suddenly stopped wielding the dagger.

Tan Qing said, "Second Uncle, we're all family. This Master Huijing is someone that Elder Yan has taken a liking to."

He knew that Yue Laosan respected no one except his master Duan Yanqing, so he added another sentence.

"Mr. Yan was a good friend of my master."

Hearing this, Yue Laosan put down the monk's knife.

Huijing was filled with surprise and doubt at this moment.

Tan Qing took out a bundle from behind her back, presented it with both hands, and handed it to Huijing.

"Master Yan knows that you dislike being constrained, and he has a word of advice for you. If you wish to leave Shaolin, tonight is the best time."

Huijing became even more frightened when she saw the bundle in the other person's hand.

He knew that bundle all too well; he had packed it himself and hidden it in a hidden compartment in the wall of the meditation room.

No one else knew about this except myself.

Unexpectedly, Yan Longyuan was incredibly resourceful and managed to retrieve his own belongings, even having someone personally return them to him.

At this point, Huijing could no longer believe that Yan Longyuan was any ordinary Buddhist philanthropist.

Tan Qing added, "Old Master Yan has one more thing to say: if you would be so kind as to grant me a meeting before you depart, then you may accompany me on my journey to the northeast."

Seeing Yan Longyuan's strange behavior, Huijing was already worried and convinced that he had ulterior motives, so she dared not go to see him.

"This humble monk only wishes to leave the temple as soon as possible. I will definitely thank Elder Yan in person in the future. Please convey this message to him."

As he spoke, he slung his bag over his shoulder, stared intently at the other person, and retreated step by step.

Seeing that the two of them really had no intention of stopping her, Huijing turned around and hurriedly fled to the southwest.

Remembering Ha Daba and the others, Yue Laosan pulled Tan Qing away.

Tan Qing pointed northeast: "Second Uncle, this way, it's safe here."

Yue Laosan asked, "What about Ha Daba and the others?"

Tan Qing shook his head and said, "Don't worry about them."

The two headed northeast.

Yue Laosan asked Tan Qing how he escaped that day and how he returned to Shaolin today.

Tan Qing said, "Even with my second uncle's high level of martial arts, he couldn't escape Shaolin. How could I possibly evade the search by the Xuan-generation monks? Fortunately, I met Elder Yan, who said he was an old friend of my master, and he rescued me."

"He arranged for me to come here today to rescue my second uncle."

Yue Laosan then recalled Xuanbei's search for the scriptures.

Tan Qing shook his head vigorously: "Master never gave any instructions on this matter, and I certainly didn't find any scriptures behind the bronze mirror."

Yue Laosan pondered for a moment: "The first one to enter the hall was that young man surnamed Xie. Could it be that he took the scriptures?"

Tan Qing thought for a while and then shook his head.

If someone else had said this, Tan Qing might have believed it to some extent.

But it was Yue Laosan who said this.

He had a profound understanding of his third uncle's extraordinary wisdom, and knew that the opposite of what he believed was the right answer.

"That guy surnamed Xie isn't a Shaolin disciple. He's just like us, entering Shaolin for the first time. How would he know about Shaolin's mechanisms?"

"In my humble opinion, it's most likely that a Shaolin monk stole from his own quarters!"

After a month in the temple, Yue Laosan knew the nature of the Shaolin monks well, and it was no exaggeration to say that they were corrupt and filthy.

He nodded repeatedly: "So it turns out it was a fire dragon burning down the granary!"

The island lord struck out with his palm, but it was blocked by an ugly monk.

Although he excels in swordsmanship, his Black Wind Palm technique is equally formidable, with continuous and powerful force.

Xu Zhu's roots were not very stable, and he tumbled twice before he was able to stand up and regain his footing.

Xu Qing cried out in surprise when he saw his savior arrive.

Xu Zhu instructed, "Junior brother, quickly go and inform our grandmaster and the others. I'll hold him off."

The island lord sneered, "This little monk knows a meager amount of martial arts, yet he dares to overestimate himself?"

In the previous exchange, he felt that Xu Zhu's fist was powerful and unstoppable.

However, his internal strength was not profound, and he was no match for him.

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The island lord swayed again, then launched a swift attack.

With a whoosh, he struck out with his palm, this time using half his strength.

Xu Zhu secretly channeled his inner energy, advancing instead of retreating, clenching his fist and unleashing a powerful punch, meeting palm with fist.

His skill in boxing is fierce and advanced, and it is quite effective in restraining various evil martial arts.

Although Xu Zhu's internal strength was inferior, he still managed to withstand the blow.

This time, however, he rolled even further.

After tumbling over ten times, he was dizzy and fell into the ground in front of the boulder, unable to stand up again.

Xiao Yuanshan stood on a tree branch, swaying gently as he coldly gazed down below.

He couldn't allow his tools for revenge to be destroyed here.

Seeing that Xu Zhu could no longer withstand the third palm strike, he pinched a pine cone between his fingers, ready to make his move.

The island lord, having failed to land either blow, looked slightly surprised and sighed.

"For a disciple of the Xu generation to have mastered kung fu to this level, he will surely become a pillar of Shaolin in the future. It's a pity you've run into us."

Before he could finish speaking...

He moved swiftly and was already close by.

A withered hand reached straight for Xu Zhu, who was slowly getting up.

The moment the palm strike was unleashed, the island lord witnessed a horrifying scene.

A monster covered in snakes suddenly appeared out of nowhere from behind the boulder.

A fist emerged from the snake coil, circled around Xu Zhu's shoulder, and struck his palm.

There was a loud bang.

The island lord felt as if he had struck a steel pestle, and his palm bones felt like they were about to crack.

Then, a powerful force surged forth.

He fought back with all his might, but he couldn't withstand it at all.

His body involuntarily moved backward, his feet tracing a path more than ten feet across the grass before he finally came to a stop.

Ha Daba and the island lord stared intently at the monster behind Xu Zhu.

The tangled snakes began to loosen one by one.

Red, yellow, black, and white venomous snakes fell to the ground like rain, revealing human-shaped outlines.

Not long ago.

Huijing's whistle caused Xie Buruo to experience the pain of being bitten by a swarm of snakes.

Snake venom invades the bloodstream, causing numbness and pain, and all sorts of suffering come at once.

He had no choice but to follow the methods of the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic), constantly changing his posture and concentrating his mind to dispel the continuous snake venom.

Hearing Huijing boasting loudly outside the cave, he immediately flew into a rage.

If it weren't for this fat monk, I wouldn't have ended up in such a dangerous situation, with snakes biting my body and my life hanging by a thread.

At this point, he no longer cared about Huijing's future capture of the ice silkworm.

All he wanted to do was tear that fat monk to pieces.

He endured the excruciating pain, practicing various Yi Jin Jing postures and focusing his mind to regulate his breathing as he moved towards the cave entrance.

With every inch of movement, the tingling, itching, and stinging sensation intensified.

Xie Buruo had never experienced the taste of the Life and Death Talisman, but he felt that the torment he was going through now was probably not much different.

By the time he reached the cave entrance, he had practiced the entire Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic) several times from beginning to end.

And the visualization and contemplation were repeated hundreds of times.

The internal energy circulated continuously, and although the snake venom was still potent, the pain in his body gradually subsided.

The number of snakes is ultimately finite.

However, Xie Buruo's true energy became increasingly vigorous under the tempering of the snake venom.

The stronger the internal energy, the faster the toxins are eliminated.

As one side gains and the other loses, the other gains.

The pain subsided, the swelling and redness all over his body receded, and dark, poisonous blood slowly dripped down from the wound.

By the time he received a palm strike from the island lord with a powerful Vajra Pestle, most of the venomous snakes on his body had already been killed.

Xie Buruo was filled with rage. He pulled out a cobra that was still gnawing at his head, threw it aside, and kicked it in the head.

He stared at Ha Daba and the other man with bloodshot eyes and roared.

"Where's that fatso?!"

"I'm going to kill him!"

It was only at this moment that Ha Daba realized who the other party was.

"Haha, who do we have here? It's you, kid!"

Thinking that he was in jail because of the other person, he couldn't stand it anymore and rushed forward.

"Old district, one per person, take them all out!"

Ha Daba was unaware that the island lord had just unleashed his full power, and thought that he had held back, which was why he was knocked back by Xie Buruo.

The island owner shouted urgently, "Watch out!"

The two had not seen each other for more than a month.

Ha Daba thought that even if Xie Ruo's martial arts improved, it would still be limited and he could never be his opponent.

"He's the one who should be careful!"

He leaped forward and launched a double punch.

Xie Bushuo flicked his toe and grabbed the long iron staff that the Shaolin disciple had left behind in his right hand.

He lowered his arm, gathered his strength, and swung it suddenly.

A powerful strike, like the Vajra Bell from the Great Vajra Pestle, roared out and struck Ha Daba heavily in the abdomen.

Ha Daba was sent flying more than ten feet away by the blow, crashing heavily to the ground. He rolled several times before finally managing to stand up with a somersault.

He brushed the dust off his clothes and strode over: "It has some strength, but it's nothing more than—"

The word "such" was not uttered yet.

I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen and could no longer hold on. I immediately knelt down on one knee and gagged twice.

Xiao Yuanshan watched this scene from the tree, pine cones slipping from his fingers into his palm, his hands behind his back, looking down at the battle.

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