" The first matter is about the Emei Sect's Abbess Annihilation," the yellow-faced man said." She was defeated by a mysterious youth and even her Heavenly Sword was taken away."”
"What?!"
"Annihilation! Snatch Yitian!"
"There's such a young man? Incredible! Impressive!"
The yellow-faced man's friend was flabbergasted.
The Emei Sect was one of the Sword Sects in the world. It was as famous as Wudang, Kunlun, and Mount Hua.
As the leader of a sect, Mistress Miejue's martial arts skills were not to be underestimated. The mysterious young man was able to hurt people and steal swords. There was no need to elaborate on his martial arts skills.
The yellow-faced man said excitedly,
"It is said that this young man is dressed in white and has an ice sword. All the men in the pugilistic world want to find him and kill him to make a name for themselves! And the woman also wants to find him."
His friend asked in confusion,
"I completely understand that a man wants to make a name for himself, but a woman is also looking for him? Then why?"
The yellow-faced man chuckled.
"Of course, it's not to make a name for themselves. They want to marry him.”
"What? Marry her?"
Hearing the answer, his friend was stunned and scratched his head.
The yellow-faced man explained patiently,"
"Because in the legends, not only was this young man skilled in swordsmanship, he was also graceful and extraordinarily handsome. You know that women are the most lecherous animals. The funny thing is that they call men lecherous.”
"I see."
His friend suddenly understood.
When Tang Yi heard this, he could not help but smile.
He didn't expect that in just half a year, the battle between him and Extermination had spread throughout the entire martial world.
Even in the small taverns of this small town, there were people discussing with great interest.
It wasn't hard to tell from the other party's words.
At this moment, there was a group of people looking for him in the martial world.
One was for Heavenly Sword.
The second was to make a name for himself.
After all, if a person wanted to make a name for himself, the fastest way was to step on the corpses of famous people.
It seemed that he had to be more cautious when he traveled in the martial world in the future.
"Then am I considered a famous person now?”
Thinking of this, Tang Yi smiled faintly.
He really didn't expect to become famous just like that. It felt like a child's play.
At this moment, the friend continued to ask,
"Oh right, what's the second big thing?”
"When I mention this second major matter, I'm furious.”
"Why are you angry?"
"Why? The great hero I admire the most is the leader of Beggar's Sect, Qiao Feng. Guess what?
"What's wrong?"
"He's actually a Khitan bastard!"
At the mention of this matter, the yellow-faced man gritted his teeth in anger. He squeezed his wine glass so hard that it creaked. The image of the person he admired the most collapsed. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
"Qiao Feng is a Khitan? Are you sure?"
His friend was shocked at first, but then he didn't believe it.
The yellow-faced man seemed to have guessed that his friend didn't believe him, so he explained.
In just a few words, he recounted everything that had happened at the Apricot Forest Conference, including the details of Qiao Feng's identity being exposed.
These things had long spread throughout the martial world and were no longer a secret.
"Hmm? Qiao Feng's identity has been exposed?"
When Tang Yi heard this, he sighed a little and sighed in his heart.
Qiao Feng was originally a great hero with unparalleled martial arts and heroic spirit. However, his reputation was ruined by his background and he became a tragic figure.
"Then what is the third major event?"
"This third matter is far less shocking than the first two. However, three Persians came to the Central Plains and caused a lot of trouble because of the language barrier.”
The yellow-faced man drank as he talked.
What he didn't know was that the listener had a point.
"Three Persians who are highly skilled in martial arts?”
Tang Yi's pupils constricted and he put down his chopsticks.
If he remembered correctly, the Ming Cult's divine weapon, the Sacred Flame Insignia, was in the hands of the three Persian emissaries.
The Heavenly Sword of Mistress Annihilation had allowed him to obtain the Profound Heaven Sword Body. It could be said that he had benefited endlessly.
If he found out the location of the Persian experts and snatched the Sacred Fire Insignia from them, what kind of benefits would he get? He was suddenly restless.
In the next moment.
He stood up, took a step forward, and left his seat!
Tang Yi walked up to the yellow-faced man, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up. He asked sternly,"
"What else do you know?"
The martial world was a place where the strong were respected.
If you can solve it with your fists, don't ask with your mouth.
Moreover, the more you give some people face, the more they will bully you.
"Hero, spare me! Don't kill me…"
The yellow-faced man was fine, but he was suddenly picked up by an expert. He felt that all the acupoints in his body had been sealed, and his face turned green with fear.
As for his friends? They were just fair-weather friends, and they had long escaped.
"Tell me, where are those Persians?"
Tang Yi was expressionless, as if he was not carrying a person but a chick.
As long as he exerted a little strength with that hand, he could crush the other party to death.
"I heard it from someone else. Someone saw them in Qingzhou City. I heard that there were three of them and they were very skilled in martial arts. I think they came to the Central Plains to find someone. I told you everything I know. Please don't kill me. I don't want to die…"
Exactly three!
Moreover, his martial arts were very strong!
Tang Yi could already conclude that the other party was the Persian Ming Cult's emissary, the three emissaries of Feng, Yun, and Yue, who were also the holders of the Sacred Fire Order.
"You wouldn't dare to lie."
He threw the yellow-faced man onto his seat. Before he could react, a palm blade cut his neck. The man let out a soft groan and instantly fell unconscious.
"Qingzhou City, is it?"
Tang Yi narrowed his eyes. He took the water and dry food and strode out of the restaurant. He jumped onto the horse and left along the long street.
Qingzhou City was thousands of miles away from here. Even if they rode at full speed, they would still need three days to arrive.
……
Wudang Mountain, a certain meditation room.
"Master is awake! Master is awake! Hurry up and invite Perfected Zhang!"
On this day, the originally quiet meditation room was filled with cries of joy.
Mistress Miejue, who had been unconscious for half a year, had finally woken up!
"What is this place? Where am I?"
Mistress Miejue lay on the bed and looked around the unfamiliar room.
She had just woken up from her coma and didn't know that she was in Wudang. It was only after she heard Zhou Zhiruo's explanation that she understood everything.
"Ah! My martial arts, my martial arts, how could it be like this…"
Suddenly, Mistress Miejue realized something. She was terrified and shouted repeatedly as if she had lost her most precious thing.
At this moment.
A white-bearded, white-haired, and sage-like old Taoist in a green robe walked into the room surrounded by Wudang heroes and appeared in front of Mistress Miejue.
"Greetings, Perfected Zhang."
"Greetings, Perfected Zhang."
Zhou Zhiruo bowed gracefully and greeted him respectfully.
The other Emei disciples were the same.
"There's no need to be so polite. Get up."
Zhang Sanfeng smiled kindly and looked at Extermination. He comforted him,"
"Fortune is where misfortune lurks, and misfortune is where fortune depends.”
The meaning of this sentence was that fortune and misfortune depended on each other and transformed into each other. Losing martial arts was regrettable, but it was not necessarily a bad thing.
As the common people often said, it was a blessing in disguise.
However, after hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, Extermination shook his head."
"Perfected Zhang, this old nun is very grateful that you have treated my injuries, but now that I have lost all my martial arts, I have become a cripple and am not even as good as my disciple. You will not be able to understand the pain.”
What he meant was,'It's easy for you to say that, but why don't you try losing all your martial arts?'
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