From the moment he became the Blue Silver Emperor of Douluo Continent

Qiao Feng ultimately did not choose to live in seclusion. After settling A'Zhu in, he followed Xiao Yuanshan to investigate the events of that year.

This journey will once again entangle you in the grudges and conflicts of the martial arts world. The grudges and conflicts of the martial arts world are a vast web of cause and effect; once you're caught in it, you can't easily pull yourself out.

This has nothing to do with Shi Yin. After parting ways with Qiao Feng and the others, he had nothing to do and couldn't find anything to do.

I might as well go to Leigu Mountain and get some extra lessons from Wuyazi.

How can Wang Yuyan's encyclopedia of martial arts compare to a true martial arts master like Wu Yazi?

As for his disability, Shi Yin probably can't help him recover. At worst, he'll just help him kill Ding Chunqiu.

We need to hurry, or Wuyazi will lose his will of the time and won't be able to find a place to learn.

Looking at all the martial arts masters in the entire Tianlong era, only Wuyazi could possibly teach him.

Let's not even talk about Tianshan Tonglao and Li Qiushui; they probably both want to kill him. If that sweeping monk from Shaolin knew he stole the Yi Jin Jing and Xi Sui Jing, he'd probably come and arrest him to become a monk.

There's only Wu Yazi. As long as he can help him kill Ding Chunqiu, there shouldn't be much of a problem.

His internal strength doesn't matter; seventy years of Northern Darkness True Qi would probably only raise Shi Yin's current soul power by one or two levels.

But the martial arts knowledge in his mind, that's his real treasure.

Besides the martial arts traditions of the Xiaoyao Sect itself, he was also proficient in martial arts from various schools across the land. The Langhuan Jade Cave contained a vast collection of martial arts classics from the Central Plains, which is why Wuyazi was familiar with the techniques of hundreds of schools.

In addition, Wu Yazi was proficient in chess, medicine, divination, miscellaneous arts, and Qimen Dunjia, and Su Xinghe inherited all of his miscellaneous knowledge.

It is highly likely that Huang Yaoshi in the later period of The Condor Heroes received part of the inheritance of the Xiaoyao Sect, otherwise where would he have learned the art of Qimen Dunjia?

If possible, Shi Yin would certainly like to learn more.

Having decided on his goal, Shi Yin rode his horse toward it.

A few days later, at Leigushan Deaf-Mute Valley.

Shi Yin walked slowly, leaving the horse on the mountain. It had been raised by him for so long, it must have the ability to find its own food.

Even large jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards probably couldn't withstand a single stomp from it.

Before they could even get up there, they were stopped halfway by an old man dressed in a plain, simple long gown. He had a dull and listless expression, a short, thin, and emaciated build, a full head of snow-white hair, a white beard that reached his chest, and a gaunt and aged face.

This is Su Xinghe, the eldest disciple of Wu Yazi.

After Ding Chunqiu betrayed his master and injured him, he knew that he was no match for him in martial arts. In order to protect his master Wuyazi and avoid being hunted down by the Xingxiu Sect, he deliberately pretended to be deaf and mute for thirty years, keeping silent and even establishing the Deaf and Mute Sect to cover his tracks.

At this moment, he was waving his hands and saying "Aba aba" to stop Shi Yin from continuing to walk up.

Wu Yazi was hidden in a wooden house halfway up the mountain. If Shi Yin went up further, Wu Yazi would no longer be able to hide.

"Mr. Biancong, there's no need to panic. I've come for Wuyazi. I'm not Ding Chunqiu's man. Having hidden for thirty years, surely Senior Wuyazi wouldn't wish to remain hidden any longer?"

Shi Yin looked at Su Xinghe, who was pretending to be deaf and dumb, and said, word by word.

In an instant, Su Xinghe's appearance changed drastically; his eyes gleamed and his gaze became deep and sharp.

His wise demeanor was unmistakable.

"What brings you here, young man?"

His voice was a little hoarse, because he hadn't spoken for many years, and that's how it got.

"In order to learn from Senior Wuyazi, I can kill Ding Chunqiu in return. From now on, Senior Wuyazi and you two will no longer need to hide."

Shi Yin said.

"What arrogance! Do you think Ding Chunqiu is so easy to kill? If Ding Chunqiu were easy to kill, how could he have been so arrogant until now?"

Are there few people in this martial arts world who want to kill him? Yet they still let him live a good life.

Su Xinghe simply did not believe that killing Ding Chunqiu was so easy, so why would he have needed to hide his identity for thirty years?

"You can try my martial arts skills first, and then decide whether you believe what I say."

Shi Yin waved his hand, indicating that he could try it.

Su Xinghe took it as just a joke by the waiter and paid it no mind.

"Ugh, old-fashioned, so troublesome. Fine, I'll prove it myself."

Shi Yin casually flicked his wrist, creating a mysterious trajectory that, to Su Xinghe's astonishment, passed over his raised hands and, with a flick of his finger, struck his pressure point.

It was the Plum Blossom Hand of Tianshan.

Su Xinghe felt that the martial arts style was somewhat familiar, but that was not the key issue. The problem now was that he had been defeated in one move.

We still don't know who this person is.

What if this person wants to harm the master?

Could it be that the heavens are going to kill my master and me today?

Shi Yin released his pressure points and asked:

"How about it? Surely I wasn't just bragging, was I? Do you still think I was just exaggerating? Take me to see Senior Wuyazi."

Su Xinghe gave him a deep look and said, "Keep up."

He turned and walked towards the mountainside, not caring whether Shi Yin followed or not.

Shi Yin quickly followed.

Su Xinghe was not so easily convinced by Shi Yin, an outsider, but he didn't want to wait any longer.

Three years after three years, he has been hiding in this valley for thirty years. How many thirty years does one have in a lifetime?

Does he have to wait another thirty years?

Master can't wait that long either.

Of course, the most important thing is that Shi Yin's move just now showed some of the techniques of the Xiaoyao Sect. He couldn't see it clearly, so he asked his master to take a look.

In the wooden cabin halfway up the mountain, Su Xinghe asked Shi Yin to wait outside for a moment before pushing open the door and entering to explain the situation to Wu Yazi.

Su Xinghe came out shortly after.

"Master invites you in."

He said it expressionlessly.

Upon hearing this, Shi Yin pushed open the wooden door and went inside.

Outside the door, Su Xinghe closed it.

The little light that had been in the cabin vanished instantly, leaving it dark.

The cabin had no windows; only two dim oil lamps provided a faint light.

The room was dark and stuffy, filled with a musty smell of herbs, agarwood, and long-lost light.

In the middle of the wooden house, a person whose face was not clearly visible sat suspended in mid-air, as if floating in the air.

Of course, that only applies to ordinary people. With a sweep of his spiritual power, Shi Yin was able to see Wu Yazi's appearance at this moment.

He had a three-foot-long beard, his hair and beard were jet black without a single gray hair, his face was smooth and lustrous like jade, and there was not a single wrinkle on his face. Although he was already ninety-three years old, his eyebrows and eyes were handsome and his spirit was high. He had the leisurely and elegant demeanor of a transcendent hermit, and he did not show any signs of the withering and aging of an ordinary old man.

He wore a loose, plain blue Taoist robe, the fabric of which was simple and clean. It was the standard clothing of the Xiaoyao Sect, and the wide hem of the robe perfectly covered his crippled, drooping legs.

Under the mental scan, even his broken legs were fully visible.

He wasn't sitting suspended in mid-air, but rather suspended from the roof beam by two thick black hemp ropes, sitting cross-legged in mid-air.

Wu Yazi seemed to sense something and looked up at him.

Such keen perception! This old man's mental strength is definitely not weak.

Shi Yin sighed, this was the first person who could detect his mental scan.

Of course, he didn't test the Shaolin monk who was sweeping the floor, as he wasn't sure if the other person could sense it.