It was evening in a tavern in the capital's Vermilion Bird Gate. The hall was packed with people. This place was filled with people from the martial world. Some of them had ten people squeezed together at a table.
Dark clouds swirled outside the tavern, and the sky was so dark that it seemed to fall to the ground. A vast expanse of white rain and fog swept across the vast land amidst the biting cold whistling wind.
A low thunder rumbled, and the rain between heaven and earth gradually became heavier. It was noisy in the hall. Everyone was talking about the strange things that had happened in Jianghu recently. Whether it was martial artists or commoners, they all listened with great interest.
"Have you heard? Recently, a black-robed fiend had appeared in the martial arts world. He specialized in kidnapping and interrogating people about their martial arts cultivation methods!”
"How can I not have heard of this black-clothed fiend? It was said that his martial arts skills were extremely high, and even Young Hero Xianyu of Huashan Sect fell into his hands.”
"I heard that Xianyu Tong's martial arts are already at the peak of the second-rate, but he didn't even get a clear look at that black-robed fiend!”
The customers in the tavern were discussing intensely. If this unlucky thing didn't fall on them, everyone would just treat it as a joke.
"That black-robed fiend is nothing to worry about. Every few decades, some evil sect experts will appear in the martial world. What was there to be curious about? Although he was collecting cultivation techniques everywhere, he did not dare to offend those famous sects. He would not be able to achieve anything!”
A white-haired, sanctimonious old man said loudly, attracting the attention of everyone in the tavern.
"Old man, you can't say that. Although the black-clothed fiend was still not powerful enough, he must remember not to tolerate and nurture evil. Now that the fiend in black was collecting martial arts manuals everywhere, it would be too late for him to improve his martial arts.”
Some young martial artists retorted, but the old man was disdainful. The wind was howling outside, and it was dark in the tavern. The shopkeeper lit an oil lamp on each table, revealing some light.
"Since the rain and wind are so heavy that we can't rush, then this old man will tell you.”The old man placed a scimitar on the table, intending to have a good talk.
"Since ancient times, devils have never had a good ending. At the end of the previous dynasty, although Huang Chao mastered the Blood Demon Scripture, he was still dismembered in the end. Eighty years ago, the Mongolia's Shi Jinlun Guoshi was also killed by the Condor Warrior at the Great Wall.”
The old man stroked his beard and said leisurely. However, there was a different view in the tavern.
"Sir, although Huang Chao was dismembered, he killed 100,000 people in Chang 'an. "Although Jinlun Guoshi was killed, our Great Song suffered heavy casualties in that battle. Ten years later, Mongolia made a comeback and almost broke through Yanmen Pass!”
"That's right, this brother is right. At that time, even Guo Jing sacrificed his life for the country. If it wasn't for King Duan who turned the tide and led the army to push the Mongolians back outside the Great Wall, half of the Great Song would have fallen.”
The old man sighed faintly." This was the general trend of the world. The imperial court was fatuous at the end of the previous dynasty. The mutiny in Huangchao was inevitable. Eighty years ago, corrupt officials ran amok in Great Song, and it was a given that Mongolia was powerful!”
"However, since ancient times, evil cannot suppress good. No matter how powerful a demon is, he will eventually die. The previous dynasty had fallen, and the Great Song had been established. The people lived and worked in peace and contentment. Seventy years ago, King Duan turned the tide and finally inherited the throne, which led to decades of peace!”
The old man's words stunned everyone, and then they subconsciously nodded. Seeing everyone nod, the old man's face became even more proud.
"In the end, the evil ways of the pugilistic world don't have a good ending. Didn't the famous Taoist Baisun also disappear in the end?”
"That's right. I heard that he was eliminated by Wudang Sect's Perfected Zhang!”
"No, he was killed by the Palace Lord of the Shifting Flower Palace.”
"Shifting Flower Palace? Weren't they isolated overseas and refused to enter the Central Plains?”
"Who said that? The Yihua Palace was full of beauties. Wasn't there a rumor in Jianghu a few days ago that the beautiful palace maids of the Yihua Palace had eloped to the Central Plains?”
Originally, everyone was saying that good and evil could not coexist, but after this erotic rumor appeared, everyone was clearly more interested. As he spoke, he started to talk about the rumors between young heroes and heroines in Jianghu.
"Have you heard? The Ming Cult's purple-robed Dragon King actually had a secret pregnancy!”
"I know, it's with Gu Hongzi of Emei. There had been rumors about the two of them in the martial arts world for a long time, and now it seemed that it was true.”
"It's a pity that the Emei Sect Master is extinct and her fiancé was snatched away by the Ming Cult's demoness!”
"Keep your voice down. Last time, someone gossiped in the capital and was killed by the Emei Sect.”
The threat of death did not shut them up. Instead, everyone became more and more enthusiastic.
At this time, Gu Hongzi had already sneaked into the capital, but he was disguised as the black-robed fiend.
Gu Hongzi's Nine Yang Divine Skill had already been perfected, and his Bone Shrinking Skill and Acupoint Moving Skill had long been perfected. After changing the bones on his face, Gu Hongzi turned from a heroic young hero into a demonic devil.
However, Gu Hongzi's biggest shield was the Phantom Yin Finger. He gave up on the Nine Yang Divine Skill and used the inner force he had cultivated from the Yijin Jing to use the Phantom Yin Finger. No one would have thought that this black-robed fiend was the same person as Gu Hongzi.
Gu Hongzi's Nine Yang Divine Skill had been perfected, so he had been practicing Tendon Changing Scripture recently. The zhenqi cultivated by Yijin Jing was neutral and peaceful, which was very different from the scorching zhenqi of Nine Yang Divine Skill.
The two types of zhenqi coexisted in Gu Hongzi's body, so they wouldn't clash. The Nine Yang Divine Technique was written by a master wine monk in the past, and the Yijin Sutra was written by Bodhidharma. They were both Buddhist and had the same effect.
However, when Gu Hongzi was practicing Tendon Changing Classic, he suddenly felt a chill in his dantian. This chill was an extremely cold internal energy, and Gu Hongzi didn't know where it came from. However, as long as Gu Hongzi circulated his Nine Yang Divine Skill, the cold air would not appear.
Gu Hongzi felt that this was not the problem of the Yijin Jing, but rather, the extreme cold zhenqi that had unknowingly appeared in his body. Under the suppression of the Nine Yang Divine Technique, this kind of true energy was usually not eye-catching.
However, when Gu Hongzi started to circulate the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture instead of using the Nine Yang Divine Skill, the cold air would come out.
Gu Hongzi was a little confused. Where did this chill come from?
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