"Master, I'm going out to adventure!”
Looking at the kind-looking Cheng Kun in front of him, Xie Xun's emotions were complicated. He did not know whether to be grateful or hateful.
"Yes, go. With your current martial arts, you can protect yourself in the martial arts world. It's good to go out and make a living.”Cheng Kun's tone was gentle, and his eyes were filled with gratification. He had high expectations for the talented and all-rounded Xie Xun.
If it was the original Xie Xun, he would definitely be grateful to Cheng Kun. However, the current Xie Xun was no longer that Xie Xun.
Half a year ago, Yang Zhi, who came from Earth, transmigrated to this world based on Jin Yong's novel. He possessed Xie Xun, the golden-haired lion king in his youth, and replaced the original Xie Xun.
Compared to the original script, the ages of many characters in this world, as well as the timeline of various events, were out of order.
Moreover, the history of this world had also undergone a huge change. After Genghis Khan conquered the huge Mongol Empire, his descendants did not have any internal strife. Instead, they firmly ruled over half of Asia and Europe and established the huge Mengyuan Dynasty.
Yang Zhi, who had read the novel Heavenly Sword Massacre, knew very well that Cheng Kun would destroy Xie Xun's family in the future. Not only did he kill Xie Xun's entire family, but he also provoked Xie Xun to kill people like flies and become a chess piece to disrupt the Ming Cult.
However, Cheng Kun hadn't experienced the tragic death of his beloved junior sister apprentice yet, nor had he experienced a drastic change in his temperament. He truly cared for Yang Zhi from the bottom of his heart. When he taught Yang Zhi martial arts, he taught him everything he knew, almost step by step.
After Yang Zhi transmigrated, he had thought of changing Cheng Kun's fate. Unfortunately, Cheng Kun's feelings for his Junior Sister Liu Xinru were so deep that he could not extricate himself from it. It was not something that Yang Zhi could change.
Yang Zhi still remembered that on the day he received the news of Liu Xinru marrying Yang Dingtian, Cheng Kun's entire heart was like dead ashes. He was like a walking corpse as he stood in the courtyard for an entire night.
Yang Zhi was full of gratitude towards Cheng Kun, but he knew that after this separation, when master and disciple met again, they might be enemies.
"Thank you for your nurturing, Master!" Xie Xun (Yang Zhi) bowed to Cheng Kun and kowtowed three times.
Cheng Kun sighed and said," My good disciple, Master will also leave this place soon. Don't come back after you leave this time."”
"Master, where are you going?"
Although he asked this question, Yang Zhi knew very well that Cheng Kun was going to Light Summit to meet Liu Xinru, who had already become Madam Yang.
Cheng Kun raised his head and looked into the distance, smiling without saying a word.
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Xie Xun kept walking west until he couldn't see Cheng Kun anymore. Only then did he heave a sigh of relief.
He activated the Art of the Origin and punched the ground with his Thunderbolt Fist. A muffled sound came from the ground and a ten-meter-long crack appeared.
"This is the power of my martial arts.”Xie Xun looked at his palm excitedly. His martial arts were not as simple as Cheng Kun looked.
Half a year ago, he had transmigrated with a system called Divine Martial Guild. This system could help the host speed up the cultivation of martial arts and break through various bottlenecks.
After hard training, Xie Xun had already mastered the three ultimate techniques he had learned from Cheng Kun-Mixed Yuan Art, Thunderbolt Fist, and Phantom Yin Finger.
Because he was worried that he would become Cheng Kun's enemy in the future, Xie Xun had never revealed his true martial arts realm in front of Cheng Kun.
It was only now that Xie Xun was able to freely display his martial arts with all his might to see the effect.
"My current martial arts should be higher than Cheng Kun's, not lower. Compared to Xie Xun in the original plot, it's more than one level higher.”Xie Xun muttered to himself.
In the original plot, before entering Shaolin to learn martial arts, Cheng Kun's martial arts skills were far superior to the Four Great Law Kings, and was on par with the Right Envoy of Light, Fan Yao.
"That is to say, my current martial arts are similar to Fan Yao's.”Xie Xun thought that with the help of the Divine Martial Guild system, he would not encounter any bottlenecks in any martial arts he practiced. As long as he continued to practice, he would be able to continuously improve.
Originally, he was just an otaku on Earth. Now that he had become an expert with powerful martial arts, he was extremely excited. He ran wildly for more than ten miles. With the support of the Art of the Origin, he did not feel tired at all.
After passing through a small desert, they arrived at an old inn.
Perhaps because of the butterfly effect caused by transmigration, Xie Xun was only nineteen years old now, a few years younger than the original plot.
Xie Xun was tall and burly, with a head full of golden hair. He gave off an extraordinary aura.
He walked into the inn and found a seat. He ordered a few catties of beef and was eating happily.
A few Mongolian soldiers barged in and berated the people in the inn.
"Everyone, stand up. A Ming Cult rebel has snuck in.”
Xie Xun frowned. At this moment, the entire Western Region was under the control of the Mongol princes. As a vassal of the Yuan Dynasty, they paid tribute every year. The Mongol people were greedy for enjoyment and exploited the people under their jurisdiction. The people were suffering.
The moment the Mongolian soldiers shouted, most of the people in the inn stood up and accepted the search in fear and trepidation.
These soldiers were purely here to find a reason to make money. Those who understood the situation paid some money and got away with it, while those who did not pay were tied up.
A soldier saw Xie Xun calmly sitting there without moving. He walked over and pointed at Xie Xun's head. He said disdainfully,"Stand up for me!"
Xie Xun casually glanced at the soldiers and slapped a chair at the side. Under the inner strength of the Hunyuan Art, the chair shattered into pieces.
A trace of fear flashed across the Mongolian soldier's eyes. They were only here to make money. They were a typical example of bullying the weak and fearing the strong. When they saw that Xie Xun was an expert, they pouted resentfully and moved on to the next target. There was no need to fight with a martial arts expert like Xie Xun.
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