69novels Chapter 39 Old Deng, he's got tons of gold coins!
Chapter 39 Old Deng, he's got tons of gold coins!
"Did Master give any instructions?" Wu Yazi wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his gaze towards Russell filled with anticipation.
"Uh..." Russell chuckled awkwardly, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "My master ascended to heaven in such a hurry that he didn't teach me anything except the Northern Darkness Returning to the Void Technique and the Six Voids Traveling Technique. He sent me to ask you for other techniques from the Free and Unfettered Sect, and also..."
"What else?" Wu Yazi asked urgently.
"Also, Master said your time is coming to an end. Since you want revenge, rather than letting outsiders benefit from it, you should leave your skills to me."
"..." A hint of embarrassment flashed across Wu Yazi's face. These were indeed words his master would say. He said with shame, "It is my incompetence that has disgraced my master."
Fortunately, Wu Yazi was already over seventy years old, and his emotions came and went quickly. He quickly adjusted and looked at Russell with kindness and expectation: "It seems that Master wants you, Junior Brother, to inherit the Xiaoyao Sect. Hmm, with your talent and appearance, Junior Brother, you are indeed far superior to me, Senior Brother."
Russell smiled without saying a word. This was the time when Wu Yazi's ideas about Dihua were just beginning to sprout. The more he said, the more mistakes he would make. He had to let Wu Yazi think for himself and figure it out for himself.
Wu Yazi thought about it more and more, and it seemed more and more reasonable. He felt that this was his master's foresight. He convinced himself and stopped worrying about it. Instead, he asked with concern, "Junior brother, the martial arts of the Free and Unfettered Sect are very diverse. Where would you like to start learning?"
The Xiaoyao Sect has few martial arts, but they are exquisite enough. In addition to the three internal energy cultivation methods, namely the Beiming Divine Art, the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Supreme Art, and the Xiao Wuxiang Art, there are also footwork such as the Lingbo Weibu, secret techniques such as the Transmission of Sound and Soul Searching Technique, and external palm techniques such as the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand, the Tianshan Six Yang Palm, and the White Rainbow Palm Force.
As the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, Wu Yazi knew the methods of circulating energy for all other martial arts, except for the "Eight Desolations and Six Directions, I Alone Am Supreme Skill" practiced by Tianshan Tonglao.
Russell naturally accepted all comers, saying that his senior brother should just teach him and leave the rest to him.
Wu Yazi looked surprised, thinking to himself that since his junior brother was so confident, he, as the senior brother, naturally couldn't be stingy with his own.
"Alright! Then I'll begin with the 'Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand.' Although this technique only has three palm techniques and three grappling techniques, it contains the essence of the Xiaoyao School's martial arts. The palm techniques and grappling techniques contain the ultimate moves of various weapons such as swordsmanship, knife techniques, whip techniques, spear techniques, grappling techniques, and axe techniques. The variations are complex, and so are the incantations..."
And so, one shared his knowledge generously and explained in detail, while the other focused intently and brainstormed.
Regardless of whether he had learned it or not, in just one afternoon, Russell had already memorized most of the Free and Unfettered Sect's techniques.
Seeing that Russell had repeated what he had said word for word, Wu Yazi listened in a daze, his heart filled with mixed feelings.
There was a sense of loss at being swept away by the next generation, but also a sense of joy at seeing the sect's legacy continue.
Heaven was indeed on his side.
In the end, his master sent him a junior brother who was exceptionally talented. Not only would the lineage of the Free and Unfettered Sect continue, but he himself would also soon avenge his great grudge.
If that's the case, why should this broken body linger in this mundane world?
"Junior brother, take me out. I haven't seen the outside world for many years."
Russell nodded, and as instructed, he carried Wuyazi on his back and leaped out of the cave.
At this moment, the moon was high in the sky, its clear light bathing the valley. Su Xinghe had already brought Mu Wanqing and Zhou Cailing up as instructed, and the three of them waited outside.
Seeing Russell carrying Wu Yazi out, Su Xinghe was shocked. Having spent thirty years with his master, he instantly understood Wu Yazi's intentions. Overwhelmed with grief, tears streamed down his face: "It is my fault for being useless. I could not personally kill that villain Ding Chunqiu to avenge my master, and instead I have become a burden to him..."
Supported by Russell, Wu Yazi sat on a blue stone. Looking at his eldest disciple who was kneeling and weeping, he smiled gently and said, "Xinghe, Xinghe, you're an old man now. What kind of behavior is this, crying and wailing in front of the younger generation?"
Su Xinghe wanted to persuade him again, but Wu Yazi waved his hand and said, "Today, your junior uncle and I are reunited. Our 30-year-old wish is about to be fulfilled. This should be a happy occasion. There is no need to be sad about it. From today onwards, you must do your best to assist your junior uncle and revitalize the Xiaoyao Sect."
Su Xinghe touched his head to the ground, choking back tears, and said, "Disciple...will obey Master's orders!"
Wu Yazi looked up at the bright moon one last time, took a deep breath, looked at Russell, and raised his hand: "Come on, junior brother, lend a hand."
"Yes, sir." Russell stepped forward and touched wrists with Wuyazi.
An invisible yet powerful wave of energy suddenly spread outwards from the two of them, and even the sound of the pine trees in the valley seemed to pause for a moment!
Mu Wanqing, Zhou Cailing, and Su Xinghe were forced to retreat repeatedly by this sudden aura, almost losing their footing, and could only stare in shock at the scene.
After half an hour, the shockwaves subsided, and the sound of the pine trees returned to our ears.
When Russell released his grip, a glint of light seemed to flash in his eyes as he opened and closed them.
Seventy years of internal strength have been fully restored to his own body, and the abundance of true energy within his body is like a surging river, inexhaustible and boundless.
In contrast, Wu Yazi was already very old. His face was deeply wrinkled, and his beard and hair were all white and withered. It was as if all his energy and spirit had been drained away in an instant, leaving only a last bit of weak life force to sustain him.
"Mission accomplished." Wu Yazi squinted, glancing at Mu Wanqing and Zhou Cailing beside him. He forced a mischievous smile and whispered, "Junior Brother, having two wives is a blessing, but be careful not to capsize..."
"Senior brother, you're being disrespectful to your elders." Russell glared at Wu Yazi in annoyance, but Wu Yazi didn't care at all and forcefully took off a gemstone ring from his left finger and threw it into Russell's hand: "We're about to die, who cares about respect? From now on, the position of senior brother of the Xiaoyao Sect will be in your hands."
Russell dropped his joking tone, took a step back, bowed deeply, and said, "Senior brother, you may go ahead first. Ding Chunqiu will arrive shortly after."
"That's good then." Wu Yazi slowly closed his eyes, and his breath gradually dissipated.
"Master!" Su Xinghe rushed forward and hugged Wu Yazi's body, wailing in grief.
The moon sets and the sun rises, and the sky is bright.
At the top of Leigu Mountain, besides the original three wooden houses, only a simple tomb has been newly erected in a sunny spot, facing east and gazing at the sea of clouds.
The tombstone reads: "Tomb of Wuyazi, the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect".
Russell, Mu Wanqing, Zhou Cailing, and Su Xinghe stood silently before the tomb.
"Junior Uncle," Su Xinghe approached Luo Su respectfully and asked, "What should we do next?"
"No rush, nephew, you should first recall your disciples and find a place to hide. As for me..." Russell stroked the Seven Treasures Ring, the symbol of the leader of the Free and Unfettered Sect, and said with a faint smile, "After we've been to Luoyang and Kaifeng and settled some matters, we'll head to Xingxiu Sea to clean up the sect."