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

But no matter how loudly you shout your slogans, you still need to have the ability to back them up.

Huanxi Miller was already a coward, and dared not use the Northern Darkness Divine Art to absorb Wang Jiuling's true energy.

Wang Jiuling had once again exposed his inner thoughts, leaving him completely bewildered and unable to recognize himself.

In addition, he was injured, so in just thirty or fifty moves, he was completely suppressed by Wang Jiuling.

boom!

The two exchanged blows, but Wang Jiuling struck faster, landing a palm strike directly on Huanxi Miler's chest, sending him flying and spitting blood from his mouth.

The blood he spat out was not the bright red of a young man's; instead, it carried an indescribable stench of decay.

He is indeed old; he just considers himself a genius.

He started learning martial arts at the age of twelve, and it took him twenty-four years to master a decent skill. Compared to a true genius, he was nothing.

His meridians were already narrow, and they became even more severely atrophied as he aged.

Wang Jiuling stepped on his chest, said nothing, and just stared at him.

Huanxi Miller grabbed Wang Jiuling's feet, trying to pry them open, but after a while, his hands fell back down.

He had no strength left, he really had no strength left.

That Taoist priest is so cunning! For five or six days straight, he's been playing the subservient fool! And he does it so convincingly!

He started to regret it again.

Wang Jiuling exerted force with his foot, and the pain in his chest brought Huanxi Miller back to his senses. He opened his cloudy eyes.

"No...don't kill me!"

At this critical moment, the instinct for survival still made Happy Miller beg for mercy.

"You cannot kill me! The mother worm of the Unknowing Mother Worm is inside Wang Chongyang's head. No one but me can remove it!"

Joyful Miller's face twitched, and the crisscrossing lines on his face were full of sweat and dirt.

He was in a terrible state at that moment.

Tell me every single detail of how you plotted against Patriarch Chongyang!

Wang Jiuling's voice was calm, but he increased the pressure on his feet, making Huanxi Miler feel a sharp pain.

"Speak! I'll talk! I can't breathe..."

Wang Jiuling loosened his legs a little, and then Huanxi Miler began to speak.

More than fifty years ago...

Let's turn our attention back to India more than fifty years ago.

Huanxi Miller wasn't called that back then; he was just someone who had achieved some success in practicing evil arts.

At that time, he accidentally killed a man who was being chased all the way from the Central Plains to India, and obtained the Northern Darkness Divine Skill and the Heavenly Mountain Plum Blossom Hand from him.

Huanxi Miller immediately recognized the extent of this martial arts skill.

Now, the Venerable Gandhi has killed countless people and amassed immense wealth in India. He has long feared that he will one day experience birth, aging, sickness, and death, so he has been obsessed with some Tantric stories.

For example, the ponwa method in the biography of Rechungpa.

But the Northern Darkness Divine Art gave him new hope; it was far more powerful than any of the martial arts he had practiced.

However, to cultivate the Northern Darkness Divine Art, one needs to dissipate one's own martial arts skills and only after cultivating the Northern Darkness True Qi can one absorb the internal energy of others.

However, Huanxi Milarepa has made countless enemies in India. If he were to disperse his inner energy, he would probably be hunted down and killed before he could even absorb it.

So he had no choice but to flee far away with the Northern Darkness Divine Art, all the way to the Western Regions.

After his martial arts skills were dispelled, in order to avoid being hunted down by his enemies, he changed his name and became a wandering monk.

He even found himself a Buddhist name from that Tantric story: Joyful Milarepa.

While practicing the Northern Darkness Divine Art, he also studied some esoteric Buddhist techniques of reincarnation and possession, eventually becoming a monk.

During this time, he met Dharma Banner, who had also returned from India and carried with him a complete Buddhist teaching.

At that time, the young monk Fachuang was very simple-minded. He was happy to ask Milarepa questions about Buddhism, and he answered them all.

Furthermore, it was said that Joyful Milarepa had a heart devoted to Buddhism.

Joyful Milarepa then took the opportunity to have Dharma Banner help him study the Napowdal method.

The Western Regions were truly in chaos due to war, with a large population but little land.

Every year, countless people die violent deaths here without anyone caring. Huanxi Miller kills people to practice his martial arts while continuing his research.

It wasn't until the forty-five-year-old Joy Miller grew his first white beard that he realized with horror that he was getting old.

His talent was actually quite ordinary, and coupled with years of practicing evil arts, his body had long been severely depleted.

Before he was even fifty, his meridians had already begun to atrophy.

Fortunately, thanks to the nourishment of the Northern Darkness True Qi, Huanxi Miler's physical condition improved significantly.

Huanxi Milarepa's goal was simply immortality. He didn't make a fuss about it, but rather used the fame he gained through the Dharma Banner to cover his tracks and secretly absorb other people's inner strength.

Accumulate little by little.

Years passed, and by the time he was fifty, Joy Miller had been killing insanely, accumulating internal energy for over a century.

But he later discovered that his body had its limits.

The Northern Darkness True Qi stopped his meridians from shrinking, but it also prevented them from expanding.

The internal energy he absorbed became difficult to dissipate, and he almost suffered a qi deviation several times. Each time, his meridians ached terribly, and his dantian felt like it was being stretched and burning.

The absorbed true energy seemed to only make his martial arts slightly more powerful.

It doesn't mean he'll actually be "endless" as described in the manual.

Later, he grew more white beard, and Huanxi Miller realized that it was all fake. It was impossible to achieve immortality by relying on a martial arts manual!

No matter how much internal energy you accumulate, it's useless!

He studied the Nava method like a madman, constantly searching for various scriptures.

His urgency even alerted his close friend Fazhuang to something amiss.

They even almost discovered that he had been absorbing other people's internal energy for many years.

However, the monk Fazhuang was simply too simple-minded, and devoted to Buddhism and Taoism, so he was easily fooled.

The turning point came shortly thereafter.

About forty years ago, Wang Chongyang went to the Western Regions.

At that time, Wang Chongyang was preparing to complete his "Fifteen Treatises on the Establishment of the Chongyang Teaching".

Wang Chongyang also frequently studied Buddhist scriptures, including those on esoteric Buddhism.

At that time, the monk Fazhuang already had a certain reputation in the Western Regions.

Wang Chongyang sought out the Dharma Banner to discuss Buddhist teachings.

Coincidentally, Wang Chongyang was also researching the Powa method.

The two were discussing Buddhist teachings without any problems, but the issue arose with Fa Chuang.

Wang Chongyang even managed to collect some folk tales about the practice of "Bow Tile" (破瓦法).

Fa Chuang, knowing that his friend Huanxi enjoyed studying this, turned around and told Huanxi Miler about Wang Chongyang.

It even mentions the profound mystery of Wang Chongyang's martial arts, which allowed him to return to his innate state after birth.

What was said unintentionally was taken to heart by the listener.

Fachuang was merely discussing it with a close friend, but Huanxi Milarepa took it to heart.

This was the first time he had ever heard of someone practicing martial arts and being able to return to their original state from their acquired state.

When Wang Chongyang was about to leave the Western Regions, Huanxi Milarepa, upon learning this, begged Fazhuang to introduce him to Wang Chongyang.

Only then did he realize that there were such powerful people in the world.

Wang Chongyang's eyes shone brightly. He was about the same age as Huanxi Miller, but he still looked like he was in his twenties or thirties!

Isn't this the body that Joy Miller has always wanted?

Where else in the world can one find such a miraculous person?

"But after sparring with him, I discovered that his martial arts skills were too high..." Happy Miller lay on the ground.

"If I want to possess him, I can only rely on the Unknown Mother Worm."

"The Unknowing Mother Worm ignores true qi. I used the Dharma Banner to implant the juvenile mother worm I obtained into Wang Chongyang's body."

"hehe!"

"That idiot Fazhuang didn't realize I was using him until then!"

"I just never expected... Wang Chongyang, who was infected with the mother worm..."

"He actually..."