He thought of the purpose of coming to Mount Zhongnan, which was to intercept Yang Guo's opportunity. If he wanted to enter the ancient tomb, he could not avoid Xiao Longnu, the owner of the ancient tomb, and the Jade Girl Heart Sutra was an indispensable link.
Song Ye also yearned for this Ancient Tomb Sect's trump card, the ultimate art that Lin Chaoying had created in his later years.
Since he was already here, it would be unreasonable if he did not practice this martial art. After all, this was an obsession of the Ancient Tomb Sect's successor. If he wanted to open Xiao Longnu's heart, this was the golden key.
Li Mochou, who was wandering in the pugilistic world, had been bullied badly outside. He still wanted to return to Ancient Tomb Sect to find the sect's ultimate technique that he had been longing for.
However, if he wanted to cultivate the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, he would need to use the sword techniques and mental cultivation techniques of the Quan Zhen Sect. Although Song Ye did not care about these, in order to help Xiao Longnu cultivate the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra and fulfill his master's wish, he had no choice but to step forward.
Of course, this wasn't for nothing. Xiao Longnu would have to pay for it in the future.
"Are you afraid?"
Seeing that Song Ye was ignoring him, Qiu Chuji provoked him again.
"You don't have to provoke me. I can promise you, but I have a request.”
Hearing Qiu Chuji's voice, Song Ye retracted his gaze and looked at the shameless Taoist Qiu.
"Do you have any requests?"
Qiu Chuji was overjoyed when he heard that Song Ye had relented, but he still maintained his sage-like appearance on the surface.
"No matter what the request is, I can agree to it.”
In Qiu Chuji's mind, as long as he struck down with his palm, the other party's life and death would be uncertain. The conditions were all fleeting clouds, so he had to agree first.
"If I win, I want the Quanzhen sword technique and mental cultivation method.”
Song Ye said.
"Yes!"
Qiu Chuji agreed without thinking. Then, he swung his Taoist robe and said politely,
"Sir, please make your move."
"Priest Qiu, please go first."
Song Ye was also very polite. With one hand behind his back, he slowly walked to Qiu Chuji.
"Young Hero Song, are you stupid?"
Granny Sun, who was standing in the distance, couldn't understand. Young Hero Song looked quite smart, so how could he be fooled by that old bastard?
"Big Brother Song, you can't trust the words of that stinky Daoist priest.”
Yang Guo also shouted loudly, hoping that his martial arts master wouldn't fall for it.
"Noisy!"
Hao Datong glanced over, and Yang Guo immediately shut his mouth.
However, Granny Sun was not to be trifled with. She scolded,
"Old bastard!"
Hao Datong's body trembled and was about to teach the other party a lesson, but Ma Yu stopped him in time."
"Junior Brother!"
Hearing Song Ye shamelessly say that he wanted to receive his palm first, Qiu Chuji felt that he had been greatly insulted. He was so angry that he laughed. As he circulated his true qi, his wide Daoist robe fluttered and made a sound.
"Triple Flower Palm."
This was a high-tier palm technique from Quan Zhen Sect. It was extremely powerful and coupled with the thick True Qi of the orthodox Xuanmen Sect, it was even more impressive.
Qiu Chuji did not show any mercy. He gathered all his strength and slapped towards Song Ye's chest.
Song Ye didn't dodge, and there was no aura of zhenqi circulating around his body. He looked like he was waiting for death.
"Haha!"
When the palm landed on Song Ye's chest, a powerful palm force came out from his dantian and surged along his meridians. It was as if he could see the other party vomiting blood and dying in the next moment. Qiu Chuji could not help but laugh out loud.
However, after laughing twice, Qiu Chuji's expression froze. He felt that his true energy was like mud and the sea, without any ripples.
This kind of sign reminded him of an evil martial art that was widely spread in Jianghu.
Power Absorption Technique?
These words appeared in his mind. Before Qiu Chuji could say anything, Song Ye raised his palm.
"Priest Qiu, it's my turn to make a move."
There was nothing fancy about it. It was just a simple palm strike. The true qi absorbed by the sword through the wasted acupoint, along with his own, was all used to it and directly imprinted on Qiu Chuji's chest.
"You…"
Qiu Chuji was directly sent flying. His expression instantly became dispirited, and the blood that he spat out sprayed into the air.
"Junior brother…"
Seeing this, Ma Yu flew over and hugged Qiu Chuji in his arms, injecting a stream of true energy into the latter's body.
"Palm…"
Qiu Chuji opened his mouth and raised his trembling right hand to point at Song Ye. He wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. He closed his eyes and fainted.
"Junior brother…"
"Senior Brother…"
“...”
When the others saw Qiu Chuji unconscious, they quickly surrounded him. A few pairs of eyes stared at Song Ye, ready to fight.
"Thank you."
Song Ye retracted his palm and said,"
"Give me the thing that Priest Qiu promised.”
Seeing that the Quan Zhen Seven were indifferent, Song Ye stepped forward and said,"
"What's wrong? You don't want to admit it?"
"Then don't blame me for being rude."
Song Ye's tone was cold.
"Zhijing, go get the secret manual."
Ma Yu shouted.
"Yes, Sect Leader."
Zhao Zhijing responded as if he had just woken up from a dream. He hurriedly cupped his hands and bowed, then ran in the direction of the library pavilion.
Not long after, Zhao Zhijing returned with two thread-bound books in his hands. One was a sword technique, and the other was a mental cultivation technique.
Song Ye took it and stuffed it into his pocket as if nothing had happened. He didn't even verify it. It wasn't that he was bold, but that he had already asked the system to verify it.
Although his system didn't have many functions and didn't even have a chat function, unlike in novels where he could chat with the host for half a day, it still had the function of verifying whether the secret manual was real or not.
"This matter is over.”
He ordered the other disciples to send Qiu Chuji to recuperate, and Ma Yu, as the sect master, ordered him to leave.
He had already lost his face. If he continued to make things difficult, he would only embarrass himself. He also saw clearly that the young man in front of him seemed to only have the cultivation of the early stage of the Xiantian Realm, but his martial arts were mysterious and unpredictable. He would not be able to take him down easily.
Quan Zhen Sect had declined after all. If they wanted to regain their reputation, they had to find their Martial Uncle Zhou Botong or spread the news of Song Ye's whereabouts to Xiangyang City and the Divine Constabulary.
The news from Xiangyang was that a young man named Song Ye had committed a crime in Xiangyang City. He was exposed by two famous constables of the Divine Constabulary and was pursued for hundreds of miles.
In the end, he was severely injured by Huang Rong, and his fate was unknown.
However, judging from the current situation, Huang Rong, who was known for her intelligence, had also been deceived.
Ma Yu did not know that Huang Rong was not deceived, but bullied. She did not have the slightest strength to fight back for the entire night, but this kind of thing naturally could not be announced.
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