UGB Chapter 79 should be called the Three Layers of Clouds over Mount Hua!
Chapter 79 should be called the Three Layers of Clouds over Mount Hua!
Chapter 79 should be called the Three-Layered Clouds of Mount Hua!
Li Che shouted loudly, then drew his sword and leaped out.
With a light and agile start, and a swift and unpredictable movement, he struck directly at the lower body of a member of the Demonic Cult.
Yue Buqun was a beat slow to react. Seeing that his disciple had only used two or three tenths of his strength in his move, he couldn't help but feel relieved.
A tree that stands out in the forest will surely be felled by the wind; Mount Hua should know when to be patient and yielding.
"Junior Brother Zhong, step back! I'll fight him!"
"Li Che? Yue Bu... Senior Brother?!"
Zhong Zhen was startled, as he never expected that the visitors would be Yue Buqun and his disciples.
He subconsciously glanced to the north; the disciples of Mount Song had not yet arrived.
As darkness fell and our strength waned, if the master and disciple were to kill each other to silence us and steal the sword manual, we would be in serious trouble!
Without thinking, he pulled Stendhal back several steps.
Their eyes met, and Stendhal immediately understood. Without even taking a breath, he raised his sword to protect Zhong Zhen, and at the same time called over a junior brother, raising his voice, "Quickly head north and welcome all our senior uncles and masters here!"
As he spoke, Zhong Zhen sat cross-legged on the ground and hurriedly circulated his qi to regulate his breathing.
Yue Buqun accepted his opponent and was fully aware of the actions of the Songshan Sect.
Leader of the Five Mountains Alliance?
Treat allies like you would treat thieves!
They even tried to kill Che'er. Although they had the intention to kill, it was not a good time to kill them now!
Thus, Old Yue unleashed all his fury on the members of the Demonic Sect.
Purple mist obscured his face, and the wind from his palms howled. In just a few moves, the leader of the demonic sect was already showing signs of defeat.
Old Yue seized the opportunity and suddenly thrust out a palm, firmly imprinting it on the man's heart.
The Golden Bell Cover can block swords and spears, but it cannot withstand the powerful internal force emanating from Old Yue's palm.
"Wow--!"
The leader of the demonic sect coughed up a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward like a kite. Before he even hit the ground, his face was already ashen.
A purple aura appeared on Yue Buqun's face, vanishing in a flash, his aura remaining perfectly intact.
Meanwhile, Li Che was performing a set of Huashan sword techniques with great enthusiasm. Since learning the Dugu Nine Swords, he had used his own school's sword moves less often.
First came the phoenix's arrival, then the white rainbow pierced the sun, and then the golden goose soared across the sky. The sword moves were smooth and fluid, showing a high level of proficiency, but the internal energy was only average.
After observing for a moment, Shi Dengda thought to himself, "It seems that the deaths of Junior Brother Di and Junior Brother Wan were not caused by this person."
In a short while, nearly twenty members of the Demonic Sect were killed by the master and disciple.
"Junior Brother Zhong, are you alright?" Yue Buqun asked with concern.
Zhong Zhen sprang to his feet and forced a smile, saying, "Senior Brother Yue, you flatter me. The demonic sect has a large and powerful force, and I am quite exhausted from fighting all the way here."
I just adjusted my breathing a little and I'm fine now.
He then turned his head slightly and instructed, "Why haven't your senior uncles and elder brothers arrived yet? Send out the signal again, lest you go in the wrong direction!"
"yes!"
"boom--!"
Yue Buqun watched coldly, thinking that such a despicable person was not someone he wanted to associate with!
Turning his head to look, he saw his apprentice bending over, touching the corpse in a very unseemly manner.
"Che'er, come and pay your respects to your Uncle-Master Zhong!"
Li Che turned his back, tucked the booklet into his pocket, and walked over to Lao Yue's side with a smile.
"Master, I think this demonic cult member is quite skilled. He must be a sect leader or altar master. I'd like to see if he has any secret letters or messages on him."
Upon hearing this, Old Yue's expression softened slightly. "Hmm, Che'er is indeed cautious. Did you find it?"
"No!" Li Che bowed respectfully, then said, "Uncle Zhong, the Demonic Sect just sent a signal; they must be on their way. Why don't we enter the city first?"
Old Yue: This kid is so friendly, what's he up to?
Jong-jin: As expected, disciples resemble their masters; yet another hypocrite from Mount Hua!
"Alright!"
The group headed north along the official road, and before they had gone about a mile, a group of Songshan disciples dressed in dark yellow outfits galloped towards them on horseback.
There are no senior or junior masters; I am merely a second-generation disciple of Mount Song.
Unexpectedly, Lin Pingzhi was also at the back of the procession, with two empty horses on his left and right.
The twenty or thirty disciples from Songshan seemed to have been arranged in advance, loudly shouting "Uncle Yue," which gave Zhong Zhen a lot more confidence.
"Brother Yue, Brother Zuo urgently summoned me back to the mountain, so I won't stay long. Brother Yue, you'll be passing through Luoyang on your way back north, so please come and visit Shengguan Peak."
"If I have the time, I will definitely go."
"Goodbye!"
The group came and went quickly; by the time the Huashan master and his disciples rode into the city, it was already completely dark.
Lin Pingzhi handled things very well, and the inn was booked in a top-floor room of Wangjiang Tower in the north of the city.
The building is three stories high, with the sound of rushing water in the ears, and the Han River can be vaguely seen beyond the city wall.
The ancient city of Xiangyang is steeped in history and majestic.
The history of this city is enough to fill a book.
Li Che suddenly wondered if, if the timeline of this world were pushed forward, would there be Guo Jing and Huang Rong?
If so, they must have also been to this building to enjoy the view of the river.
After a moment, he shook his head again. They were probably mostly on the city walls, where they saw the battle between the two countries, a scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
"Bang bang—!"
"Senior Brother Li, Master wants to see you. He says he has something to discuss with you."
Li Che snapped out of his daze, moved to open the door, and said, "Thank you for your help, Junior Brother Lin. Do you know what it is?"
"I wouldn't dare, this... my parents just spoke to my master."
Li Che nodded silently, already having a guess in his mind.
The Lin family's future troubles have been eliminated; they've probably come to repay a debt of gratitude by giving money.
In the old man's room.
"Che'er, what are your thoughts on this matter?"
After a moment's thought, Li Che realized that, as he had expected, Chief Escort Lin was incredibly generous and was willing to give up 50% of the agency's profits.
Mr. and Mrs. Lin Zhennan had been thinking about this matter all the way, wanting to speak but fearing that a little bit of money would tarnish the reputation of Mr. Yue as a gentleman swordsman.
With Luoyang approaching, he finally couldn't help but speak.
"Master, Chief Escort Lin's sincerity is commendable, and refusing it would only make him uneasy, but 50% is indeed too much."
"I have an idea!"
"Oh? Tell me about it."
"The Guanzhong Weixin Escort Agency entrusts Qianjinzhuang with its protection. For difficult escort missions, Qianjinzhuang is often invited to help. The agency provides personnel and reputation on an annual basis with some surplus."
We can also take this path. It just so happens that the disciples in our sect practice martial arts all day long, but lack experience in the martial world. They can also gain experience by accompanying the escorts.
However, it's not ideal for Huashan to handle these trivial matters. Otherwise, we could trouble Uncle Huo. The amount of money doesn't matter. With two escort agencies, one in the south and one in the north, acting as eyes and ears, Huashan can respond promptly should any major events occur in the martial world.
Yue Buqun pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Hmm, this method is quite appropriate. This matter..."
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"Master, have you forgotten that your disciple is still being punished and needs to return to the mountain for seclusion!"
"Ahem~ Let Ping'er handle this matter."
Li Che secretly breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that this "Huashan personal disciple" was not such a good job after all.
"Master, I have received two things."
After saying that, Li Che took out two books from his pocket, which were Tian Boguang's Three-Fold Cloud Technique and the Golden Bell Cover Technique he had just acquired.
"Huh? Where did this come from?"
A moment later.
"Tian Boguang? You killed him?!"
Old Yue picked up the Three Layers of Clouds and flipped through the pages one by one. "No wonder this lecherous thief is known as the Lone Wanderer of Ten Thousand Miles." Clouds rose from his dantian, and he focused his mind on the Yongquan point (a point on the sole of the foot). His mind was clear and bright, and his body was like clouds and smoke.
This thief's lightness skill is indeed quite impressive!
Our Huashan School's Flying Swallow Returns emphasizes internal energy and footwork, and stresses the harmony between them and sword techniques.
This three-layered cloud-like energy flows down the body, from the three Yin and three Yang channels, directly to the Yongquan point. It is a method of internal energy application that they can learn.
"Master is right, this skill can be renamed: Huashan Three-Layer Clouds!"