Dragon Gate Swordsman

For example, the shortcomings of Wan Shengsheng's Tieyi Liuhequan can be discovered through just a few movements, and these cannot be affected by losing memory.

However, at this moment, facing Master Wu Zhongyue, even though he had just "experienced" him personally, he could not find any "problems".

"Having said that, Brother Chongxiao is still the most supreme martial arts master I have ever met in my life... I just don't know where those exquisite moves came from? I consider myself to be proficient in the inheritance of various places in Da Yan, but I don't recognize most of them..."

"Uh... To be honest, I don't know either!"

Chongxiao spread his hands and said, "Grandmaster, didn't you just say that my memory is incomplete?"

"So, brother Chongxiao, are you really a person from outer space?"

Someone from outer space?

In more than two years, Zhongyue was the first person he had met who could make such a judgment.

But aren’t the people on this land not very clear about the concept of the universe and the starry sky?

"The Grandmaster is saying..."

“The world is so big that it is never limited to this piece of land.”

Zhong Yue sighed slightly, "Beyond Yumen is the Great Flame, beyond the Great Flame is the Earth, beyond the Earth is the Endless Ocean, and that Endless Ocean is naturally not the edge. However, people in this world have already done their best to live in peace, so how can they see the real world?"

These words were enough to make everyone stand in awe.

He is indeed a person at the pinnacle of martial arts... You know, even Ling, who has traveled all over this land, has never proposed a similar concept, and Zhongyue, who has never left Da Yan, actually...

"Brother Chongxiao, have you ever seen any wonders outside the sky?"

"Maybe. I'll know when my memory is fully restored."

"Then in your opinion, what is the true pinnacle of this martial art?"

Chongxiao was stunned.

You, a martial arts master, actually asked me such a question... Is this a test or an insult?

But at this moment, some words that seemed extremely ancient suddenly emerged in his mind.

"The pinnacle of martial arts is also the pinnacle of everything..."

In Zhongyue's surprised eyes, Zhongxiao seemed to have suddenly become a different person, and gave him an answer that was difficult for him to understand, "Break the void, use your body as the way, open up the universe, and create the world."

Chapter 96 Misunderstandings, the Miraculous Effect of Beiming

After the martial arts exchange, they started to have a relaxed and casual conversation.

Neither Chongyue nor Ling, who had returned after the battle, paid any attention to the messy training ground. Instead, Chongxiao asked awkwardly whether he needed to pay for it himself.

As a result, the master waved his hand and said bluntly that there was no need to worry... After so many years of loyal service in Yumen, the family fortune he had accumulated was quite substantial.

The three of them came to the courtyard behind the martial arts hall, which was used as a resting place. They brewed a pot of good tea on the stone table in the green-tiled pavilion. The fragrance of the awakening dragon wood and the exquisite beauty of the sand crown flower in the courtyard made people feel as if they had come to a paradise.

"I didn't expect that you, Grandmaster, would have such a refined taste."

"You misunderstood, Brother Chongxiao... I am busy with military affairs and diligent in cultivation. How can I have the time to sort these out?"

Zhong Yue smiled and shook his head, his expression seemed to be somewhat nostalgic, "It was just a hobby of those useless disciples in their spare time."

Oh...I said the wrong thing again.

Embarrassed, Chongxiao had to turn his attention to Ling, hoping that she could help.

"Let's talk about the most important thing first. Brother, in your opinion, can Chongxiao's spiritual power... help fight against the evil beast's abnormal movements?"

Many soldiers had seen Chongxiao purifying the dark aura outside Yumen City before, and there was no intention to keep it secret, so Chongyue and Ling already knew about it.

The reason why he was invited here was, firstly, to formally introduce him to Zhongyue, and secondly, to discuss how to fight against the increasingly troublesome evil beasts.

Over the past few hundred years, they have never been as chaotic as they are now. They are scattered into small groups and rampaging across the desert. There is no discernible pattern of their actions... As Li Wuan said, this is a bigger trouble than gathering together to launch an attack on Yumen.

Therefore, before Chongxiao arrived, several people discussed whether they should find a way to investigate the reasons for the evil beast's unusual movements.

"Well... Brother Chongxiao, I have something to ask you... Since your spiritual power can easily purify evil spirits, can you sense the location of evil spirits to a certain extent?"

"Yes, and clearly, it's easier for me to sense the breath of ordinary people."

Hearing this, Zhongyue's eyes suddenly lit up.

It should be noted that even for the Sui descendants, it is difficult to accurately capture the traces of evil beasts in the desert, and it is impossible to do so in the howling sandstorms or sudden natural disasters.

Now, if we want to investigate the reasons for the abnormal movements of the evil beasts, accurately grasping their movements is of utmost importance... We have not formulated a practical plan before because even the most experienced scouts find it difficult to do so.

Leaving aside the specific goals, at least we have the foundation for an implementation plan.

Of course, the prerequisite is that Chongxiao agrees to join this dangerous operation...

"Oh, I'm fine."

“…I haven’t told you what I’m going to do yet, Chongxiao.”

"That's not important. I'm fine anyway."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.

Ling frowned slightly, looking at Chongxiao as if he wanted to say something but hesitated, while the latter held the teacup calmly. Only Chongyue had a look of surprise and confusion, not understanding where someone's enthusiasm came from.

But for those of us who have so much experience, we can react quickly even if it is something we have never experienced before...

Zhongyue's eyes suddenly flickered, and then a hint of enlightenment emerged, and there was a hint of mockery in his look at Ling.

This certainly wasn't the first time he had seen something like this.

"Chongxiao, don't... push yourself too hard."

"Reluctantly? What are you talking about?"

Someone blinked innocently, "Wouldn't it be better to quickly resolve the situation here? I have to go back to Longmen to work as soon as possible."

So that's what it meant... Ling felt inexplicably relieved, but he didn't notice the fleeting cunning look on Chongxiao's face.

He knows that you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

"In that case, I will go visit General Li again to discuss a specific action plan."

Going out to investigate the cause of the evil beast's unusual movements is not something that can be done by just arranging a few scouts. This requires going deep into the uninhabited Mobei wilderness, and the possibility of finding out the cause is not very high... After all, in the past few decades, the commander of the Yumen Border Defense Army has organized elite scouts to execute similar orders more than once, and even a few times Chongyue led the team personally, but still no results.

Now they only hope that the root cause of the evil beasts' "out-of-control" is not in the inaccessible frozen land of the Far North. Otherwise, the only way is to continue to ask the gods for reinforcements.

After talking about official business, it was time for personal matters. The master, who had long been interested in Chongxiao's background and rich martial arts, didn't bother to care about being rude or not, and directly asked him about his understanding and application of martial arts.

Obviously, whether according to the rules of the underworld or social norms, this is a rather offensive behavior, so much so that Ling would interject from time to time, asking his eldest brother to restrain himself... but it was of no use.

After thousands of years, Master Wu has lost interest in most things on this earth, with the exception of martial arts.

"Brother Chongxiao, what you mean is... the martial arts you are good at are hundreds of times more than what you just showed? And your sword skills are even better!?"

"Yes, although it may sound like I am bragging, it is true."

Chongxiao raised his right hand and clenched his fist. "I don't know what I did before, but I remember so many things in my mind."

"Just remembering them is not a difficult task, even a mortal with poor talent can do it. However, to master them and apply them to the point where you can use them as easily as your own arm is definitely not something that can be achieved through ten or eight years of hard study and practice. Brother Chongxiao... can you tell me again that you are..."

"Xel'Naga."

Chongxiao didn't hold out much hope. This was a name that Wei Yanwu had never heard of, and Ling had never heard of it before. Kal'tsit also didn't know anything about it. Chongyue, who seldom left Yumen, probably wouldn't know it either.

Sure enough, after pondering for nearly an incense stick of time, the master slowly shook his head.

"At least as far as I know, this race has never appeared in Da Yan."

"Really? But I feel this place is very familiar. It is more familiar than Londinium and Chernobog that I have been to before."

Maybe I once lived in Da Yan in another world?

A very absurd thought popped up in Chongxiao's mind, and then he laughed at himself... Little did he know that at this moment, Chongyue and Ling secretly exchanged glances.

If she said that everything Ling saw in that strange dream was just Chongxiao's fantasy, it would be too arbitrary. But if it was something that really happened, it would be beyond her understanding.

After arriving at Yumen, Ling told all of this to Chongyue, asking his brother to speculate whether the void where there was no one to see the sky or the ground really existed, as well as those golden warships of astonishing size and terrifyingly high technological level... But it was obvious that Chongyue was speechless with his eyes wide open.

"We still need to think about this matter carefully. Brother Chongxiao, since you can recall those martial arts moves, I believe you will be able to remember everything you have forgotten one day."

"……hope so."

An inexplicable irritation surged in Chongxiao's heart.

He could feel that as his strength... and mainly his spiritual energy, grew, those memories that were more like being "sealed" than lost were slowly recovering. However, this feeling of knowing what the situation was but not being able to solve it was really uncomfortable.

For example, when facing Zhongyue, the master who inexplicably flashed in his mind, and the parents who he vaguely thought of on weekdays.

I remember the existence of these people, but I can't remember any details... I know nothing about their names, appearances, races, personalities, or habits.

Seeing that Chongxiao was in a bad mood, Ling took the initiative to say that it was getting late and wanted to send him back to his residence in the military camp.

"Then I'll leave it to you, sister Lao Ling."

"..."

What you said sounds fine, but why do I feel like you are hinting at something, brother?

Looking at Zhongyue's half-smile, Ling finally realized something was wrong...

……

The residence that Li Wuan arranged for Chongxiao in the military camp was near the wing of the logistics area, and was not the reception building specially used by the border guards to welcome visitors and envoys.

This was not a deliberate attempt to make things difficult for Xiaobai, but Chongxiao took into consideration that it was not suitable for a girl like Xiaobai to live in a place filled with officers, soldiers, and military and political figures, so he took the initiative to ask for a quieter place that would not easily attract attention.

It just so happened that there were quite a few vacant cabins in the logistics area provided for family members and transportation personnel, which made it convenient for the two of them to stay temporarily.

After living in Yumen for a few days, Xiaobai has adapted to the atmosphere of war and battle, and her practice of Beiming Divine Art has also improved by leaps and bounds... After all, Cheng Lufeng had already laid a good foundation for his daughter.

At first, when the girl heard Chongxiao say that he would find her a place to live where she could undergo the hellish training, she was still very nervous. However, she soon discovered that she seemed to have been deceived by her master again: the bed was not even made yet, and the master disappeared.

With no other options, Xiaobai could only use his talent for housework to clean up the room.

When you are away from home, keep things simple. This does not take too long, but the difference from the inn is that there will be no waiters here to provide daily necessities at any time. You have to go to the commercial street separated from the military camp by a wall to buy them.

Just in case, Chongxiao had already given his apprentice a lot of Zhu coins, which are commonly used in Dayan... It is said that due to the booming economy of Longmen, Shendu is considering whether to make Longmen coins the second official currency of Dayan. However, this is definitely not possible now, as many less developed mobile cities still only recognize Zhu coins.

"Soap, insect repellent stove, anti-inflammatory medicine, um... and cuticle care tools."

Xiaobai touched the horn on his head somewhat depressed.

The keratinous forms of the Elafia can almost be described as ever-changing. Some are like lush branches, some are like wrinkled clothes, and some are like thick shale, but the common point is that if they are not properly taken care of, they will easily become a burden.

From the appearance, Xiaobai's horns are of the "petite and cute" type, bending towards the top of the head like a crescent moon, and with several small short branches. The only difference is that the color is gray and black, which is not very beautiful.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that she has never taken good care of it.

The master and disciple had discussed this issue long before they left Linhuang. Chongxiao also said that he was first-rate whether combing hair, smoothing hair or grinding corners.

The girl was skeptical, so she didn't let him do it directly.

However, if Xiaobai had been to Longmen and seen Ajiu who let Chongxiao comb his hair all day long, Texas who acquiesced to Chongxiao's hair stroke, and Xingxiong who wanted to resist but was helplessly succumbed... resulting in the only remaining long horn being carefully polished smooth by Chongxiao, he probably wouldn't have such concerns.

Many pedestrians on the commercial street cast curious glances at Xiaobai. After all, Yumen is half a military fortress, and minors are rare to see, not to mention that they look like they came out of a military camp.

After strolling for about half an hour in total, the girl bought all the necessary daily necessities and prepared to return to her residence in the military camp.

But at this moment, the sound of windows and wooden frames being smashed suddenly came from overhead!

The vigilant Xiaobai immediately dodged to the side, and then countless fragments and glass shards fell on her original position, as well as... a very muscular Lupo male.

"What's going on!? Is there a fight?"

"Very good and powerful. They dare to fight outside the Zhenbei camp. I am optimistic about them!"

"Isn't that Madam Mo's shop? Could it be related to her?"

The custom of the people of Dayan to watch the excitement has never changed, even in Yumen.

Therefore, before Xiaobai could react to what was happening, a large crowd of onlookers eager to watch the show gathered around him, as if a popular show was about to be staged.

And the "protagonist" of this conflict has also revealed his true face.

The Lupo man who fell from the second floor was not seriously injured. He stood up with a somersault and stared at his opponent who jumped down from the gap with a grin.

"Mr. Yang! You keep slandering me. Do you really think I'm made of mud?!"

"Whether it is slander or not, you know it yourself... If you have an upright heart, follow me to see General Zuo. If you don't want to, don't blame me, Yang Yunxing, for being rude."