Republic of China era: A hundred-year-old still practicing martial arts? Is that right?

"Damn it! Three experts at the Dark Force level, and they couldn't even deliver something?"

The sound of shattering glass echoed on the palanquin, and expensive wine spilled all over the ground. On the palanquin, the scantily clad beauty froze, afraid to move, lest the long, slender fingers that held her chin crush her head.

"Where's Kito Bear hiding?"

Jingmei slowly withdrew her slender fingers from the beauty's chin, took the new wine glass from Jingxiu, and took a small sip.

"Your Highness... he's dead!"

"Dead!"

Jing Mei's long eyebrows shot up sharply, her wine glass hovering in mid-air. She turned to look at Jing Xiu: "A peak-level Dark Force cultivator died just like that?"

"What a wonderful province of Guanghua! It's truly a place where hidden talents abound. It's broadened my horizons!" With a "crack," the wine glass that Jingmei had just broken in her hand shattered again, startling the beautiful woman next to her into a daze once more.

"Jingxiu, go! Take those things back for me."

"Yes, Your Highness!" The pale old man bowed and nodded.

"Hehe." Prince Jingmei, whether angry or pleased, smiled and chuckled, "Jingxiu, do you think it would be alright if I used this old man and young man as an excuse to launch a large-scale attack on Guanghua?"

Jing Xiu, who was still bowing, suddenly trembled and bent down again: "Of course there is no problem. How did these two know the route of my royal treasure? Their team must have a clear division of labor and found out the information in advance."

"Alright, hahaha." Jingmei laughed wildly, a glint of light flashing in her eyes: "Find out the identities of these two people and see what their backgrounds are. I'm leaving this matter to you. If it's a good opportunity, we can take advantage of Third Brother's death to launch a major attack on Jiangxi and Xincheng."

"Yes." Jing Xiu nodded.

Jingmei casually waved her hand: "Go ahead."

He then grabbed the beautiful woman beside him and pulled off her already thin clothes.

……

In the ancient temple.

The old monk reached out and stroked the silk scroll, then raised his blind eye to look in Lin Ji's direction:

"The Heavenly Evolution Notes are not produced for a hundred years, and only those with the right destiny can obtain them."

"Now that it has come into your possession, you are truly the chosen one."

The old monk slowly closed the silk scroll and handed it back to Lin Ji.

Lin Ji carefully wrapped the jade and silk in Tianyan's hand and asked:

"Does the Master know the origin of the Heavenly Evolution Notes?"

The old monk nodded slightly:

"The Tianyan Zhu was obtained by accident during the prosperous period of this temple. It was divided into two volumes and kept in the temple. Sixty years ago, an accident occurred and the whole temple was killed. The Tianyan Zhu was also completely lost. Only the young monk with his eyes gouged out, who is myself, remained in the temple."

Is the Tianyan Zhu a treasure of this ancient temple?

Lin Ji remained noncommittal and did not respond to the old monk's words: "Master, please accept my condolences."

"Hmm. Those two benefactors can rest in the temple for now. It's not too late to leave after you've recovered. With this old monk here, I dare not approach you casually." The old monk remained calm and sat down again on the futon under the Buddha statue to meditate.

Lin Ji helped Gu Yanqiu sit in a corner of the ancient temple, checked Gu Yanqiu's injuries, and after confirming that there was nothing seriously wrong, he also sat cross-legged to meditate.

"Heaven and earth have constant principles, which give rise to all things; this is called the evolution of heaven."

As soon as he closed his eyes, the first twelve characters of the Tianyan Zhu appeared in Lin Ji's mind.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, his martial bones trembled violently, as if they were excited and agitated.

"Wu Gu seems to really like this technique."

"There's an inexplicable sense of closeness between the two? How could this be?"

Lin Ji's thoughts had just settled.

A stream of clear water flowed out from the martial bones.

The scene before Lin Ji's eyes suddenly changed.

On the majestic mountaintop, Lin Ji stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the vast and boundless land below.

There are bustling traffic, rows of houses, rivers and seas, mountains and vegetation; the world's affairs are all within sight.

As the sun and moon revolve, Lin Ji's chest rises and falls on the cliff, subtly echoing the yin and yang of heaven and earth.

In that instant.

Lin Ji seemed to be a part of this world.

It is mountains and rivers, seas and rivers, and the plants, people, birds and beasts in the long river of time.

"Buzz—"

Within Lin Ji's sea of ​​consciousness, his martial bones were shaken so violently that he could only see a blurry image. A feeling of joy and happiness flowed from within, entering Lin Ji's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Clang!"

The sound of gold and silk clashing echoed in Lin Ji's mind.

The pages of the book of rebellion were suddenly turned open.

"The Book of Reversing Fate—Volume Two: Yin and Yang—can be read monthly!"

Two clear streams flowed from his martial bones into Lin Ji's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Ten Years Back to Youth"

"The Yin-Yang Jade Pendant!"

Then, just as the two streams of clear water flowed into Lin Ji's body, the Book of Reversal of Fate suddenly closed again.

"Bang!"

The sound of the book closing in his mind made Lin Ji's head spin.

A long time passed.

Lin Jicai slowly opened his eyes.

outside the window.

Before I knew it, the moon was already high in the sky.

Judging from the moon's position, midnight has already passed.

In an instant, the old monk remained seated on the futon, while Gu Yanqiu curled up in the corner behind Lin Ji and fell into a deep sleep.

Unbeknownst to Gu Yanqiu, he had completely trusted Lin Ji.

Lin Ji withdrew his gaze, his consciousness returning to his sea of ​​consciousness.

The martial bone returned to silence, and something new appeared beside it.

The black and white colors flowed slowly in a yin-yang pattern.

"Is this what's in the second volume? It's listed alongside Martial Bone, so it should be quite effective."

"Perhaps this yin-yang jade pendant is the trump card to overcome this difficulty."

Lin Ji touched the Yin-Yang Jade Pendant with his senses.

The black and white pieces slowly came to a stop, and then with a "crack," they split into two pieces, one black and one white.

Black represents killing and can borrow the killing energy around it to enhance one's own health, physical healing, and combat power.

White represents gentle nourishment, allowing one to draw upon the surrounding vital energy to nurture one's spirit, detoxify and heal, and enhance one's cultivation.

Lin Ji sensed the white jade pendant as he touched it. A warm, smooth sensation spread throughout Lin Ji's body, and he felt a sudden change in his aura, as if it had acquired a new characteristic compared to before.

"Can it heal injuries?"

Lin Ji pondered to himself, and with a slight thought, he raised his hand and placed it on Gu Yanqiu's shoulder.

moment.

A faint white light simultaneously shone from Lin Ji and Gu Yanqiu.

If Lin Ji were still able to use True Qi at this moment, he would be able to see the black mist in Gu Yanqiu's chest rapidly dissipating.

Two or three breaths later, Lin Ji suddenly withdrew his energy. Using this white jade pendant required a lot of energy. His blood and qi surged, and in just two or three breaths, it felt like he had fought a big battle with Oni-tou Xiong Zang during the day.

Lin Ji readjusted his breathing and sat cross-legged.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the two jade pendants merged back into one and began to slowly rotate again.

The last rays of sunlight shone down outside the ancient temple.

Even with his eyes closed, Lin Ji seemed to be able to sense the rustling of grass and wind outside the ancient temple.

Lin Ji was suddenly startled.

He found that even his breathing had changed; with each breath, it seemed to echo the moon in the sky and the flowers, trees, and grass outside.

Inside the hall, the old monk suddenly turned his head towards Lin Ji.

Those blind eyes stared straight at Lin Ji, and after a long while said: "Benefactor, your breathing is long and powerful. It seems you have gained quite a bit from the Tianyan Sect."

The old monk's tone was filled with regret and sighs.

"Rustling!"

Suddenly, a loud noise came from outside the window.

A silver needle shot in through the window.

"Ding!"

The silver needle struck the old monk's staff.