The Condor Heroes: The Quanzhen Sect has produced a vengeful master!

Wu Yong was so angry that his noodles were trembling.

This was the first time he had ever been threatened like this by a江湖人 (jianghu person, a person from the martial arts world) pointing their finger at him!

The other party completely disregarded him and his backer!

"good!"

"good!!"

"You've got guts!!"

The arrogant smile on Wu Yong's face vanished, and he turned and left.

Watching Wu Yong leave, Guo Jing stepped forward, his face full of worry and guilt.

"Junior brother, why must you..."

Wang Jiuling shook his head and put away his sword.

"Senior brother, I know your difficulties. I am doing this not only for you, but also for the common people."

"In this way, they will no longer be able to make things difficult for people."

At this point, Wang Jiuling narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction Wu Yong had left, his gaze becoming sharp.

"If they tolerate it, then so be it."

"If they're going to attack me? That gives me a reason!"

Wang Jiuling dared to step forward, so he wasn't afraid of trouble.

Dare to touch him? Then Shi Songzhi had better not sleep too soundly tonight.

At this moment, someone asked, "Master, you're being too impulsive. They might retaliate against the Quanzhen Sect because of this!"

Wang Jiuling, however, remained calm.

"The Quanzhen School is located in the north, which is currently occupied by the Mongols. Do they really have the capability to send troops there?"

"If that's the case, it wouldn't be unreasonable to give them the territory of my Quanzhen Sect in Zhongnan Mountain."

Everyone fell silent.

What else is there to say? You're invincible...

The others left, leaving only Guo Jing and Wang Jiuling.

Guo Jing looked at Wang Jiuling and was deeply moved.

What a great junior brother...

With his junior brother guiding him, Yang Guo won't go astray...

Guo Jing suddenly felt much more at ease.

"Junior brother, let's go find Master Qi. I think your palm technique is similar to Master Qi's 'Regretful Dragon Soaring Dragon.' I'll go talk to him about it, and maybe he can guide you to improve."

Guo Jing couldn't say anything mushy, he just laughed and pulled Wang Jiuling out the door.

The matter of Wu Yong was just a minor episode; the situation in Lu Family Village remained unchanged.

Several days have passed in the blink of an eye.

The heroes have gradually left Dasheng Pass, some going to contact heroes in various places, and others heading to Xiangyang City.

Today, Hong Qigong's old friend replied to the letter.

"Oh! I knew it! Datura scent... no wonder it sounded familiar!"

Hong Qigong held a chicken leg in one hand and a letter in the other.

Beside him were Wang Jiuling, Guo Jing, and Huang Rong.

"That was almost twenty years ago. Back then, the old beggar met this Zen Master Kudu in the Western Regions."

"He went to the Western Regions to study Tantric Buddhism."

Hong Qigong took a bite of the chicken leg, looked at the letter, and continued:

"We had a misunderstanding, but later became good friends. He told me a story."

When Zen Master Kudu first arrived in the Western Regions, he encountered a young girl who had gone mad.

"The local high lama tricked her family, saying that the girl was possessed by a demon and that her skull and lower body flesh had to be removed to make ritual implements in order to prevent the demon from being born and harming the family."

"The family believed it and wanted to hand the girl over to the lama."

Fortunately, a highly respected Tibetan monk, who was very famous in the Western Regions, happened to be passing by.

"His name is Dharma Banner Master."

"Dharma Chuang Guru lit some magical sandalwood incense."

"While letting the girl smell sandalwood incense, he was also striking something that looked like a wooden fish but wasn't quite one."

"Miraculously, the girl's madness was cured immediately!"

"When Master Fachuang told her to leave, she left; when he told her to sit, she sat!"

"In the end, Master Fazhuang persuaded the family to take the girl away, thus thwarting the Grand Lama's wish."

Hong Qigong placed the letter on the table, then picked up a chicken leg and pointed at the letter.

"Master Kudu witnessed the whole thing and was surprised, so he went to find Master Fachuang."

Only then did they realize that the girl's mental illness had not been cured.

However, if Master Fachuang doesn't take her away, her family will be deceived by that lama, and the young girl's life will be needlessly lost.

"That sandalwood is called mandala incense. Master Fachuang used mandala incense, combined with his special Buddhist teachings, to temporarily captivate the girl's mind, making her seem as if she had recovered from her illness."

But once the effects of the datura incense wear off, the girl will go mad again.

"Later, Master Fachuang went to help the girl find a place to stay. Zen Master Kudu was impressed by the master's compassion and great wisdom, so he recorded the incident and told me about it later."

"Later, Zen Master Kudu traveled all over the Western Regions and even went to Tibet, but he never heard of anyone having this datura incense again. It is truly a wondrous thing."

After listening to Hong Qigong's words and reading the contents of the letter, Wang Jiuling remembered the name deeply.

"The Dharma Banner Master from the Tibetan border..."

Wang Jiuling clenched his fists; finally, he had some concrete clues.

Judging from the letter of Zen Master Kudu.

At least twenty years ago, Master Fachuang must have been quite famous in the Western Regions, which makes him easier to find.

"Thank you so much, Master Qi!"

Wang Jiuling bowed respectfully to Hong Qigong, but Hong Qigong just chuckled and put his arm around him, completely unconcerned and not treating him as a junior.

"It's a small matter, no need to make such a fuss!"

Wang Jiuling glanced at the letter on the table, looked at Guo Jing, and said with a wry smile:

"Senior brother, I'm afraid I won't be able to return to Xiangyang with you for the time being."

"But if Xiangyang is ever in trouble, my junior brother will return. However... I'm afraid I'll have to be somewhat irresponsible as the deputy leader of the martial arts alliance."

Guo Jing shook his head, his smile unchanged.

"Junior brother, go and attend to your business. I'll take care of Xiangyang!"

Hong Qigong tilted his head. "This old beggar is warning you, the Western Regions may be remote and not as prosperous as the Central Plains, but they are full of hidden talents. If you go there, be careful!"

"There aren't many young people with your talent. This old beggar would like to spar with you more often in the future!"

"Besides, I, this old beggar, am not dead yet! I missed the Heroes' Gathering, but I definitely have to go to Xiangyang!"

In the past few days, the person who gave the most praise for Wang Jiuling's public rebuke of Wu Yong was Hong Qigong.

He made no secret of his admiration for Wang Jiuling.

Wang Jiuling couldn't help but think to himself how lucky he was, as all the people he knew were heroes and chivalrous individuals.

All warmth eventually comes to an end. Now that his investigation has yielded results, it's time for him to leave.

Wang Jiuling returned to his room and was already planning his trip to the Western Regions to investigate.

Wang Jiuling felt for no reason that his time was running out.

This feeling came very suddenly, making Wang Jiuling uneasy.

A figure walked in.

"Brother Wang, your Taoist robe."

It was Cheng Ying, who was bringing him the neatly folded Taoist robe.

This is what I wore when I fought with Ouyang Feng. It was a little torn at the time.

Having nothing to do these past few days, Cheng Ying helped Wang Jiuling sew and wash the clothes.

It was just that finding suitable fine thread was difficult, and it took Cheng Ying a lot of effort.

"Yingmei, thank you so much for your help."

Wang Jiuling smiled and accepted the cup, then poured her some warm water. Cheng Ying took the cup, chuckled, and shook her head.

"I'm just killing time anyway."

She suddenly noticed the luggage on Wang Jiuling's bed and was somewhat surprised. "Brother Wang, are you leaving?"

"Yes! I have urgent business to attend to, and I need to leave Dashengguan tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Ying's eyes showed a hint of panic, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Hmm! What about Wushuang? Is she coming with you too?"

She had barely finished speaking when she immediately changed her mind. "I meant, Wushuang and Master Zhen and the others."

Cheng Ying glanced at Wang Jiuling's luggage out of the corner of her eye, a hint of barely perceptible anticipation flickering in her eyes.

Wang Jiuling shook his head.

"Wushuang and the others are going to Xiangyang; they won't be with me."

After a few breaths, Cheng Ying finally managed a smile.

She seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"good!"

"Brother Wang, take care on your journey! I'm off now!"

Without saying anything more, Cheng Ying left.

Just like when she came, it was as subtle and silent as a gentle rain.

At the doorway, Zhen Zhibing watched Cheng Ying's departing figure, then glanced at the clothes on the table in front of Wang Jiuling, as if he had finally confirmed something.

"Junior brother."

Wang Jiuling looked up and pulled himself out of his thoughts.

"Senior brother?"

Zhen Zhibing entered, closed the door behind him, and sighed after sitting down. "Junior brother, I've seen through your affair with Miss Cheng."