The Ballad of Youth: Inheriting Daoji, Li Hanyi, the Escapee from Marriage

"Didn't recognize him~"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Se couldn't help but frown.

"No, didn't you hear what I said? This guy is a Gun Master!"

It wasn't until Xiao Se simply and directly gave this simpleton the answer that he finally understood.

"Oh! So this is the Gun Immortal Sikong Changfeng! Why didn't you just say so from the beginning?"

"What did you say about the Hundred Weapons Ranking and the Black Moon Spear? You didn't say they were right in front of me, how am I supposed to know?"

Lei Wujie then spoke up with a self-righteous air.

Xiao Se was speechless upon hearing this.

Well, he already knew that Lei Wujie was a good-for-nothing, so he just ignored him.

Thinking this, Xiao Se turned around, and the scene in the original work where Lei Wujie looked at the Gun Immortal with a envious expression probably did not appear because of this accident.

"Strange, why don't they show any shock even after I've revealed my identity?"

"Besides Tang Lian still respectfully calling out 'Third Master,' why is there no other movement?"

"No way, has my lifelong reputation been ruined in their eyes? And what about the people of Wushuang City...?"

"Don't they realize that because of my appearance, they no longer have a chance to take away the young sect master of the Outer Heavens?"

Meanwhile, our Gun Master Sikong Changfeng's inner thoughts are still perfectly on point.

He stood there, striking a pose for a long time without receiving any response, and his expression inevitably began to show signs of strain.

Even if he knew that Wushuang City, currently at a disadvantage, was thinking, "Damn it, that guy was right, this guy who fell from the sky is actually a Gun Immortal."

Their mental state must be even more broken!

Yes, in fact, when Li Xiuyuan was earnestly instructing Wushuang, he heard those "principles" and "Zen insights" from the other party.

Lu Yuzhai and the others had long regarded Li Xiuyuan as a highly skilled expert who would never make a mistake.

Besides, even their strongest fighter, Musou, lost.

They already knew that taking Wuxin away was almost impossible.

If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't disobey their master's orders, and if the other party hadn't explicitly told them to retreat quickly, they would have run away long ago!

Even Lu Yuzhai, the senior brother who cared most about his junior brother, had to thank him for his guidance, which finally allowed his junior brother to have some peace of mind!

So, um... it seems like the difference between whether the Gun Master came or not wasn't that big?

"Damn it, I can't keep up the act anymore, I have to find a topic to start a conversation!"

On the surface, he was indeed dignified, but in his heart, he was actually very easy to talk to when facing those who were not enemies. This was quite comical. Sikong Changfeng couldn't help but look around. After his gaze swept over Wushuang's Wushuang Sword Box, he seemed to have thought of a way to save face. He coughed lightly and spoke.

"Wushuang City sent so many elite troops this time, just for a hostage. Is it really that important?"

“Go back and tell those old men in Wushuang City that they really think they can overturn the entire martial arts world just because they caught a child.”

"Then, forget about being unparalleled in the world, I think we don't need to call this city 'Peerless City' anymore!"

Sikong Changfeng tried his best to maintain the demeanor of a master, and his words were sharp.

When he saw that the senior disciple of Wushuang City on the other side was suppressed by him and couldn't even utter a word, he was shocked.

He felt quite comfortable inside.

Of course, what gave him this feeling was not his bullying behavior.

Rather, it's the other person's caution when facing him that makes him feel like he hasn't done anything shameful.

He is still the world's number one marksman, not some idiot who fell from the sky and makes people look at the gun amidst the dust!

"I already understand what the Gun Immortal said, and I will pass on the message when I return."

On the other side, after hearing Sikong Chengfeng's words, which clearly looked down on him and his companions, Lu Yuzhai was not angry at all, but instead felt a sense of relief.

It's not that they don't care about the honor of their sect! It's just that the gap between them and the other side is too great!

They're Wushuang City's old rivals again. They can't possibly fight back against these kinds of open and veiled sarcastic remarks.

Furthermore, he clearly heard a hint of being asked to leave in the other person's words! 23sK.com

Doesn't that give you a reason to retreat?

Although Daoji had previously given them a sense of unfathomable depth, they were all burdened with the orders of their sect.

It's not appropriate to run away before the other party even speaks, is it?

But now that the Gun Immortal has issued an order to leave, what problem is there for them to retreat?

He's the world's most famous gun user, this is an unavoidable factor!

"Wushuang, let's go."

Lu Yuzhai, pulling Wushuang who was still waiting for Li Xiuyuan's response, led a group away. Sikong Changfeng, who was opposite them, saw this scene and couldn't help but look stunned.

"Hmm... Oh? You're leaving already?"

Sikong Changfeng's expression was complicated for a moment, and he didn't know how to explain it.

This script... isn't right, is it?

He didn't finish the second half of his sentence.

He was planning to take advantage of the other party's hesitation, show off his peerless sword immortality, and then give a few lectures to make the other party completely forget his embarrassing situation just now!

Why did Lu Yuzhai just lead his team away like that?

"I... well, never mind, I'll just leave then. I can't possibly call them back just to finish showing off, can I?"

"I doubt they'd dare spread rumors about what I just looked like!"

"Sigh, did I forget to check the almanac before going out today? Why is everything going wrong?"

Sikong Changfeng thought to himself, feeling frustrated.

Just as he was about to turn around and say something to Tang Lian and her group behind him, he reached out his hand and saw that his group had all surrounded him because of the awakening of the young sect master of Tianwaitian.

Seeing this, what could he do but awkwardly withdraw his raised hand?

Young people have their own friendships, it's not appropriate for a middle-aged man like him to go and disturb them.

"Looks like I'll really have to check the almanac before going out from now on."

Sikong Changfeng stood alone in the same spot, bewildered in the wind.

…………

"Wuxin, how are you? Is there any health problem? Has your cultivation been restored?"

The focus shifted to Lei Wujie.

As Sikong Changfeng saw, a group of people gathered around Wuxin after he woke up and began to ask about his condition.

Lei Wujie's tone was the most urgent.

As for the others, Wu Chan Tang Lian was an honest person; their voices were all calm, but also showed concern.

Then there's Xiao Se. Xiao Se is a proud and arrogant guy, and he personally witnessed Lei Wujie's escape from danger after taking the "Leg-Stretching and Eye-Staring Pill."

Not in a particularly hurry, but secretly relieved and greeted him in a rather quiet voice.

"I'm fine. Although it's true that crippling one's martial arts is very dangerous, don't you trust Master Daoji's methods?"

"Especially you, Lei Wujie, you were almost dead just now, and he was able to restore you, let alone my meager skills!"

"Don't worry, although I have indeed crippled the Rakshasa Hall's martial arts, I am very grateful to Master Daoji."

"I now possess one, or rather six, supernatural powers with even higher limits!"

Upon hearing what Wuxin said, the others were initially relieved, but at the same time became curious about the Six Divine Powers that Wuxin had mentioned.

What... what does this mean? The Leg-Stretching and Eye-Staring Pill can help you comprehend martial arts? And comprehend six techniques at once?

"Wait, the Six Supernatural Powers... Could it be the Buddhist Six Supernatural Powers?"

Xiao Se, being the encyclopedia of the martial arts world, was naturally the quickest to react. After he said those words, everyone turned their attention to Wuxin, until the other party nodded slowly with a smile on his face!

"No destruction, no construction; destruction precedes construction! Wuxin... Thank you, Master Daoji, for your help!"

Chapter 62 Sikong Changfeng couldn't hold back anymore. Neglect? Am I the one being neglected?

"Hey, you know I hate this kind of thing the most, monks. Stop bowing all the time, okay?"

"Furthermore, your ability to transform and comprehend the six supernatural powers of Buddhism is indeed partly due to my influence as a monk."

"But more importantly, it's about your own awareness, and..."

As Li Xiuyuan spoke, he turned his gaze to the Buddhist prayer beads in Wuxin's hand.

And it was precisely this action of his that others might not understand at all.

In their view, if one could comprehend the six supernatural powers of Buddhism simply by holding Buddhist prayer beads, then no matter how strong one's martial arts skills were, it wouldn't be surprising.

It's like in a pesticide: if everyone had the same skin, what would be the difference between your skin and the original skin?

Therefore, even Xiao Se didn't understand what Li Xiuyuan meant by those words.

But it's different when you're unintentional!

Upon hearing Li Xiuyuan's words, Wuxin's expression immediately became complex.

He recalled the old man who appeared before him when he had an epiphany about the six supernatural powers of Buddhism.

Although it was impossible to see the other person's appearance clearly, the other person seemed to be formed from pure Buddhist principles, without any "aura" at all.

However, Wuxin was still able to subconsciously determine that the other party was his master, Master Wangyou!

"My master has come back to see me?"

"No, or rather, perhaps my master has always been watching over me from heaven?"

Thinking of this, Wuxin felt a lump in her throat, as if a clear stream was being brewed within her.

Of course, he now knows that this is not the time to continue reminiscing, and he doesn't want his friends to worry about him!

"No matter what, Master Daoji helped me, so this gesture of respect is necessary in my opinion."