Wuxia Fantasy: Starting with the Revitalization of the Beggars' Sect

"Are you talking about my Wuji child?" Zhang Sanfeng exclaimed.

"Um."

Lin Ye replied, and then briefly summarized how he met Zhang Wuji and how he learned the Nine Yang Divine Skill, and told Zhang Sanfeng everything.

When Zhang Sanfeng heard that his beloved grandson had not died, but had even benefited from the misfortune by learning the Nine Yang Divine Skill and curing the cold poison in his body, he was overjoyed.

Just then, a commotion was heard from not far away. It turned out that Yu Daiyan had arrived at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by a group of disciples.

Seeing his master rush out, Yu Daiyan was worried about his safety, so he quickly had his disciples carry him down the mountain.

It's only now that he's arrived at the foot of the mountain because Zhang Sanfeng left so quickly.

Even if no one in this world can match his master's martial arts skills, his master is getting old. If something were to happen to his master, he would not be able to bear the responsibility and would be ashamed of his fellow disciples.

However, seeing that his master and the boy were only talking and had not made a move, he felt a little relieved.

Upon seeing Yu Daiyan arrive, Lin Ye bowed slightly and said, "Lin Ye of the Beggar Clan greets Third Hero Yu."

According to seniority, the Seven Heroes of Wudang were of the same generation as Shi Huolong. Although he was the leader of the Beggars' Sect, he was a generation younger, and Zhang Sanfeng was two generations above him.

"Master, what is this...?" Yu Daiyan looked bewildered.

Zhang Sanfeng chuckled and said, "This young brother is Wuji's close friend."

"Wuji is still alive?!"

Yu Daiyan almost cried out.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and nodded, not rushing to explain, and continued to ask Lin Ye, "Young brother, what about this medicine?"

Linye Road:

"This medicine is a holy medicine for external injuries, with the miraculous effect of reconnecting broken bones. I obtained it from two Tibetan monks who claimed to be from the Vajra Sect."

"I am good friends with Brother Wuji, so naturally I should make a trip to Wudang Mountain for him. However, I have always been tied up with worldly affairs, so it has been delayed until today."

"Descendants of the Fire-Worker Monk..."

When the Vajra Sect was mentioned, Zhang Sanfeng already knew about it. In his youth, he assisted Master Jueyuan in managing the Shaolin Temple's library.

He naturally knew about the Fire-Worker Monk, and in fact, the whole thing originated from him.

If it weren't for his example, he and Master Jueyuan wouldn't have been accused of stealing martial arts skills and chased out of Shaolin by the Shaolin monks.

Yu Daiyan's tendons and ligaments were all injured by the power of the Shaolin Vajra Finger, which was all the work of the Western Region Vajra Sect.

"Young man, it's kind of you to make this trip."

"You're too kind."

"By the way, I heard from the young Taoist that you are the leader of the Beggars' Sect?"

Lin Ye nodded. "Chief Shi recently passed the leadership to me, but he hasn't had time to inform the martial arts community yet."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed, "Truly, heroes have emerged from among the young since ancient times. It is Wuji's blessing to have a friend like you."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a palm suddenly shot out and struck Lin Ye. Lin Ye was startled and, without thinking, leaped backward to avoid the blow.

He hurriedly asked, "What is the reason for this, Master?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Sanfeng had already floated in front of him and thrust out another tiger paw, aiming straight at Lin Ye's face.

Lin Ye dodged to the side and returned a palm strike.

Although it was unclear why he attacked, he had no reason not to retaliate. He used eight-tenths of his strength and left the remaining two-tenths unused. This move was none other than the "Regretful Dragon Soaring to the Sky" technique.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanfeng's palm strike was just a feint. Lin Ye pushed out his palm, but it was immediately slapped aside by the whisk. Then, a sword finger struck his chest, causing him a dull ache.

Lin Ye opened his sword finger and struck out with another palm, forcing Zhang Sanfeng back. Zhang Sanfeng's body floated backward at an angle, then suddenly stopped, his whisk already wrapped around Lin Ye's outstretched palm.

With a pull, a powerful internal force from the whisk drew Lin Ye toward Zhang Sanfeng. Zhang Sanfeng dodged Lin Ye's other palm strike and then tapped Lin Ye's body repeatedly with his fingertips.

Lin Ye used the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms repeatedly, but even though the palm force was fierce, it was of little use if he couldn't hit anyone.

Just as Lin Ye was about to get into position, Zhang Sanfeng flicked his wrist, diverting the force of his palm to the side. No matter how Lin Ye changed his stance, he was always the one who got there first, as if he had anticipated it.

He had nowhere to use his palm power, which was really frustrating. This was the first time he had experienced this situation since he learned the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms and the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

Lin Ye's palm strike missed again, and Zhang Sanfeng leaped behind him, striking three more acupoints on his back.

In a flash, Lin Ye had an idea. He turned around and used the "Dragon Capture Technique". Zhang Sanfeng, who had not yet landed, was pulled by the powerful gravity and stopped. He couldn't help but exclaim "Eek".

Although the Dragon-Capturing Skill had almost negligible effect on Zhang Sanfeng, it was this slight pause that gave Lin Ye the opportunity.

He channeled his inner energy and unleashed a powerful palm strike, "The Dragon Regrets."

Zhang Sanfeng had no time to dodge; the palm had already struck in front of him.

Zhang Sanfeng remained expressionless, extending a palm to meet the attack. The two palms collided, and the internal energy of Wudang Nine Yang Skill and Lin Ye's Nine Yang Divine Skill clashed together.

Although Zhang Sanfeng only learned one-third of the Nine Yang Divine Skill, he used it as a foundation to develop the Wudang Nine Yang Skill, which is no weaker than the true Nine Yang Divine Skill.

His ability to establish a new school of thought is comparable to that of Bodhidharma.

The two palms collided, and the aftershocks caused the surrounding trees to crack open. The scorching wind from the palms made the disciples' sleeves flutter wildly, and they could barely open their eyes.

Yu Daiyan watched intently. Although he was disabled, he had not lost his inner strength. At the same time, he was secretly amazed that this young man was able to exchange blows with his master at such a young age.

In this situation, the contestants compete based on their internal strength; whoever has the superior internal strength will win.

Thinking that if someone were to rashly withdraw their palm at this moment, they would inevitably be eroded by the opponent's palm force, putting them in a dilemma.

Although Zhang Sanfeng was over a hundred years old, the internal energy within his body was inexhaustible. He exchanged blows with Lin Ye for nearly the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, yet his expression remained unchanged, and he was not at a disadvantage in the slightest.

laughed:

"I didn't expect you to even know the lost Dragon-Capturing Skill."

Lin Ye frowned slightly. At worst, he would die. Who was afraid of whom?

At least he wasn't exhausted yet. On the contrary, for some reason, the acupoints that Zhang Sanfeng had pressed earlier were now relaxed, and he could faintly feel his internal energy growing stronger and stronger.

What's going on?

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and nodded. Just then, he pushed and pulled back his palm, surprisingly withdrawing his palm force first.

Lin Ye took several steps back before he could stand still.

But then Zhang Sanfeng's internal energy surged chaotically, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Master!"

Upon seeing this, Yu Daiyan lost his composure.

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand gently, indicating that he didn't need to make a fuss.

Lin Ye was taken aback, and even more surprised as he felt the flow of his own true energy.

At this moment, the Nine Yang True Qi in his body flowed freely and unimpeded, circulating through his limbs and bones, without any of the strange obstruction he had experienced before.

Once he got here, even if he was stupid, he understood why Zhang Sanfeng had done what he did.

"Master, what's wrong with you...?"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said, "All the key points in your body have been opened. When you practice the Nine Yang Divine Skill again in the future, you will be able to do so without any obstacles, like a fish leaping in the sea."