Wei Yixiao was proud of his lightness skill, which was unrivaled in the world.
However, upon seeing Chen Changsheng today, he was immediately dumbstruck.
In the beginning, he circulated his qinggong and moved like a rabbit. His speed was as fast as a ghost.
This speed was already amazing enough. He did not expect to see it when he looked forward.
Cult Master Chen Changsheng was dressed in Confucian robes, his hands clasped behind his back as he leisurely ran ahead.
Each step was several zhang, and the rugged ground was like a ball of cotton to the sect master, sliding over with a light step!
Wei Yixiao tried to surpass him with all his might, but he could not catch up no matter what.
"Cult Master must be pretending to be weak to eat the tiger!”
Wei Yixiao was shocked.
As an expert of qinggong, he could naturally see just how profound Chen Changsheng's technique was!
In his opinion, it was impossible to have such Qinggong without a long period of hard work!
"No, Cult Master is a person who speaks his mind. He doesn't care about lying at all, so…"
Wei Yixiao smiled bitterly.
Since Chen Changsheng had only recently learned qinggong, then his own conceit just now was too laughable!
"There are mountain men and immortals beyond the heavens. Wei Yixiao, the Cult Master is an immortal. How can you judge him with your mortal thinking?”
Wei Yixiao muttered in his heart.
As time passed, Chen Changsheng finally came to a halt at the top of a small mountain.
This experiment made him realize that not only did the Wind Manipulation Technique increase his endurance, it also increased his speed. Even a lightness skill expert like the Green-winged Bat King could not catch up to him, let alone others.
After a while.
Wei Yixiao ran over, panting.
He didn't have the Wind Manipulation Technique, and it would consume his energy to use his lightness skill. Naturally, he had used up a lot of his stamina running all the way here.
"Congratulations to Cult Master for mastering your movement technique!" Wei Yixiao cupped his fists in congratulations.
"Great success?"
Chen Changsheng shook his head and smiled, but did not explain anything.
"Cult Master, Cult Master!"
Suddenly, a voice sounded from afar. It sounded a little hurried.
Chen Changsheng turned his head and saw Yang Xiao hurriedly running over.
"Left Emissary Yang, this is not like you. Why are you so anxious?”
Wei Yixiao teased.
Yang Xiao ignored him, his face solemn as he looked at Chen Changsheng.
"Cult Master, the intelligence team has received news that Wudang's Hero Yin was poisoned by a white-robed man on his way back to Wudang Mountain. He was seriously injured by the Great Strength Vajra Finger…Then…"
"Speak!" Chen Changsheng's eyes suddenly turned cold and solemn.
"Yes, I am. The intelligence report said that both arms were broken by the Vajra Finger and could not be healed.”
Soon after, Yang Xiao handed a small piece of paper with the information written on it to Chen Changsheng.
After carefully reading the contents, Chen Changsheng's eyes revealed a cold light.
Buzz…
The longsword at his waist kept vibrating.
The aura of a primordial beast awakening slowly emanated from Chen Changsheng's body.
All of a sudden, even the birds on the small hill flapped their wings and fell from the trees.
"Teach... Cult Master?"
Yang Xiao and the other man were suppressed by this aura until their chests were tight and their breaths were short. They struggled to speak.
With these words, Chen Changsheng waved his sleeve, and his aura receded like a tide.
"I'll make a trip to Ruyang Mansion. Left Emissary Yang will be in charge of Ming Cult's matters for the time being.”
The words were silent.
The Wind Manipulation Technique began to strengthen him, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from where he was. Not even a shadow could be seen.
The remaining Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao looked at each other in silence.
……
Dadu.
Ruyang Mansion.
In a quiet waterside pavilion, a white-robed man holding a sword sat facing the waterside pavilion.
The surroundings were deserted.
Beside him, there was a white-robed man with curly hair who was silently looking at the scenery in the water.
"Ah San, there was a very big problem with your intelligence this time. Not only did you not see Chen Changsheng for several months, but in the end, you only captured Yin Liting and didn't get anything out of him.”
After a long while, Ada slapped his sword, and the pavilion was filled with sword will.
"I've been hiding in Wudang for half a month, but I've never been able to come into contact with that Chen Changsheng, nor have I been able to find the whereabouts of the Dragon Slaying Saber.”
A'San frowned.
Upon hearing this, Ada held his sword and sneered.
"Humph! Master Yuan Zhen's plan to use the Dragon Slaying Saber to cause a dispute in the martial arts world is going to be ruined by you. If the plan fails, the two of us won't be able to bear the consequences!”
Ah San heard the coldness in his words and quickly said,"
"I know. Didn't I break that person's arm with the Vajra Finger? Let's fan the flames between Wudang and Shaolin. If the two factions clash, the plan won't fail!”
"This is well done." Ada chuckled.
Ah San nodded and teased,"If Shaolin and Wudang were to fight, the legendary Immortal Chen would eventually appear."?”
"Immortals?"
Ada held the sword and pulled it out with a smile.
"It doesn't matter if he's an Immortal or not. As long as he appears, my Eight-armed Divine Sword can kill him with a single strike!”
Just as he was feeling disdainful.
A thunderous voice suddenly came from outside,"
"This Seat Chen Changsheng, Ah Er, Ah San, get the hell out here!”
Pa!
A strong wind suddenly blew in the Imperial Residence, and the rubble on the roof was blown away and fell to the ground.
The two of them looked at each other and were dumbfounded. Ada said in disbelief,"This person actually dares to come over? Did he want to provoke the Imperial Residence alone?”
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