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

Wang Jiuling nodded, his smile unchanged.

Wu Yong felt a strong wind whistling around him, and Wang Zhongli leaped up and appeared in front of Wang Jiuling in the next second.

He reached out and patted Wang Jiuling on the shoulder.

Wang Jiuling simply turned slightly to the side, and Wang Zhongli felt his hand slip away as soon as it touched Wang Jiuling's shoulder.

Moreover, Wang Jiuling was enveloped in a layer of true energy, which deflected his force.

Surprise flashed in Wang Zhongli's eyes, but he had no time to think, because Wang Jiuling's palm was also slapping towards him.

Wang Zhongli raised his arm to block.

Hurala!

As their hands intertwined, Wang Zhongli's Taoist robe sleeves were blown about by Wang Jiuling's palm strike.

Seeing that one hand wasn't enough, Wang Zhongli reached out with his other hand and pressed on Wang Jiuling's acupoints.

But Wang Jiuling blocked them all.

At the same time, he gathers strength in his right hand and raises his palm.

Wang Zhongli felt the powerful palm strike, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes. He then struck out with both palms.

hum!

Wang Zhongli's martial arts skills are truly impressive; he possesses profound Taoist internal energy and was even able to exchange blows with Wang Jiuling.

But only there.

The two men's palms collided head-on, and Wang Zhongli's forehead veins bulged, his arms trembling uncontrollably.

The next second, with a "pop" sound, Wang Zhongli was pushed away by Wang Jiuling's palm force.

He flew backwards six or seven steps, landing on the stone steps. His body swayed, and he finally dissipated the force.

call!

He pressed down with both palms to suppress his anger, and looked up in shock to see Wang Jiuling standing with his hands behind his back, his feet not moving an inch.

She was looking at him with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, you flatter me."

Wang Zhongli closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, he shook his head with a wry smile: "Indeed, a great reputation is well-deserved."

"Fellow Daoist Qingyang's martial arts are superb; I have learned a great deal from you."

Wang Jiuling nodded and walked to Wu Yong's side.

At this moment, Wu Yong was still lying on the ground, his knee was badly injured, and he was grimacing in pain.

Wang Jiuling stepped on his neck.

"No! No..."

Wu Yong screamed in terror. The next second, there was a cracking sound as his neck was broken, and he fell to the ground lifeless.

At that moment, Li Daoxuan and his group finally arrived.

Li Daoxuan was panting heavily when he arrived and saw Wang Jiuling and Wang Zhongli getting along harmoniously.

Wang Zhongli was even helping Wang Jiuling throw the body into the forest.

"There are many wild animals around here at night, and the corpse will disappear quickly."

"Um."

The two spoke calmly, showing no signs of conflict.

Li Daoxuan, Yang Guo, and Ma Guangzuo ran over. Li Daoxuan looked at the two seemingly amicable people and the abandoned corpse, and he was somewhat confused.

"Junior brother, this..."

Wang Jiuling shook his head: "It's nothing, let's go back!"

Yang Guo, standing nearby, said with a smile, "Uncle-Master, I told you on the way here that it's alright!"

Li Daoxuan and Ma Guangzuo were somewhat confused, but they could only follow along.

Ahead, Wang Jiuling and Wang Zhongli walked side by side.

"Fellow Daoist, are you really not afraid of offending Minister Shi?"

"Besides, aren't you afraid that I'll spread the word that you committed murder?"

Wang Zhongli turned around.

Wang Jiuling smiled and shook his head.

"Your Majesty desires the elixir of immortality; that's no problem."

"But the two pills you refined are neither round nor square, and their color is dull and gray. They are also just packaged in an ordinary cloth bag, without even a decent brocade box."

"If this were presented to Emperor Zhao as a royal item, it would cost him his head."

"But Wu Yong ignored it all and took him away directly."

"It is obvious that the pills are not for the Emperor Zhao at all. In my opinion, Shi Songzhi probably wants them himself and is using the pretense of finding pills for the Emperor Zhao to trick you into making pills."

"If their use of the Zhao Emperor's name to force you to refine pills is exposed, I'm afraid ten heads wouldn't be enough to chop them off."

"So they only had these few people, and that's why they were bluffing."

"Even if I kill them, so what? Would Shi Songzhi dare to cause trouble?"

Wang Jiuling then looked at Wang Zhongli.

"When you were refining pills, you only used a gentle fire twice before stopping. Wasn't that because you already knew the reason behind it?"

Wang Jiuling had long seen through Wang Zhongli's intentions.

The main reason was that Wang Jiuling knew that by the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, external alchemy had long been considered a minor art and had been thoroughly understood.

Taoist priests knew that mercury was poisonous when they were making elixirs, but they still added mercury to their elixirs.

These Taoist priests believed that repeatedly burning mercury with a large fire could remove its toxicity, and the more times it was burned, the purer the mercury would become, turning it into "true water."

Of course, this knowledge is wrong in hindsight, but it is the truth in this era.

How could Wang Zhongli not understand?

But he only used a small fire to process it twice to make the pill, which was obviously just to appease Shi Songzhi. He probably didn't make things easy for anyone who wanted to take the pill.

He deliberately targeted Shi Songzhi, that corrupt official.

If it were for the Emperor Zhao, it would never be so perfunctory, because it would be easy to give away the truth.

Wang Zhongli suddenly laughed.

"Fellow Daoist, oh fellow Daoist!"

"I had only heard of you before and thought you were a reckless Taoist priest with some martial arts skills who held grudges. I never imagined you were so insightful and perceptive."

"I underestimated you."

Wang Zhongli stopped, bowed slightly, and solemnly clasped his hands in greeting to Wang Jiuling: "I came here just now only to exchange martial arts skills, but I held a slight contempt for you, fellow Daoist."

"My vision was narrow, please forgive me, fellow Daoist!"

Wang Zhongli still had droopy eyelids, but there was no longer any disregard for Wang Jiuling in his eyes.

Wang Jiuling raised his hand to support him: "It's alright!"

Wang Zhongli sighed: "Originally, I didn't intend to take direct action against them, but with your arrival today, it can be said that these guys are doomed."

The three people behind them listened to the conversation between the two. Apart from Yang Guo, the other two honest men were dumbfounded.

Ma Guangzuo, being straightforward, was even more moved:

"Good heavens! How come you Taoist priests are all so clever?! And so vengeful! If you offend someone, they might not even know they're being retaliated against!"

"Qingyangzi, if you don't tell me, I'll never understand!"

These words made Li Daoxuan blush.

Taoist priests are all clever, but he himself is an old Taoist priest, how come he didn't see it...?

Wang Zhongli ignored Ma Guangzuo's words, and his expression became somewhat serious.

"Fellow Daoist, Shi Songzhi is the current prime minister. If you make an enemy of him, even if you are not afraid of him, the Quanzhen Sect will inevitably have to deal with the imperial court if it wants to move south."

Wang Jiuling shook his head, completely unconcerned.

This is not a problem at all.

It was now the beginning of 1244. Wang Jiuling remembered that Shi Songzhi should have lost power this year and returned to his hometown to retire.

However, this matter could not be explained to Wang Zhongli, and Wang Jiuling only said that he had his own way.

Wang Zhongli turned around.

"Fellow Daoist seems very confident, but even if I act as a go-between, my Golden Core Sect is currently in disarray. How will you turn things around?"

"Fellow Daoist, your martial arts are indeed superb, and your reputation is renowned, but it is ultimately a reputation within the martial arts world. Relying on this to spread your teachings will likely be difficult! Will the Zhengyi Sect tolerate you?"

By this time, everyone had returned to the Taoist temple. The others went to rest, while Wang Jiuling and Wang Zhongli talked.

Wang Jiuling gestured to Lu Qingdu to bring the bundle, from which he took out a document and handed it to Wang Zhongli.

"What if I got this?"