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A powerful shout suddenly came from afar.
“Wait a minute!!!”
The voice contained profound inner strength, which made everyone's hearts tremble.
Everyone turned to look at the source of the sound.
'It's finally here...'
Gui Chen smiled slightly, but did not make a move immediately.
However, a sense of confusion welled up in his heart.
The visitor must be Qiao Feng without a doubt.
But he didn't understand why the organization valued Qiao Feng so much.
Although this person is bold and righteous, his martial arts skills are only at the initial stage of mastery.
Why is it worthy of such attention?
Doubts are doubts.
Once the task has been assigned, all he needs to do is carry it out.
Qiao Feng had already arrived in great speed.
He clasped his hands in a fist and said in a deep voice:
"Shaolin has been kind to me, and Abbot Xuanci is someone I deeply respect."
"How about I, Qiao, take on the grudges between you and them?"
They knew this action violated the rules of the martial arts world.
They knew even more that the Azure Dragon Society was infamous for its menacing nature.
But Qiao Feng always acted according to his own conscience.
Even though the road ahead is difficult, he will not hesitate!
Whether it was Xuan Ci and his group, or the martial arts practitioners around them.
They all looked surprised and stared blankly at Qiao Feng.
It was as if he couldn't believe his ears.
That's the Azure Dragon Society!
Isn't this blatant opposition a sure way to invite wrath?
"Are you really going to make enemies of the Azure Dragon Society for the sake of your mother's killer?"
Gui Chen raised an eyebrow, his expression strange.
"My mother's killer? You know about my past?!"
Qiao Feng's pupils contracted, and he pressed for an answer.
He was unaware of it.
Xuan Ci, who was behind him, heard these words.
His body trembled suddenly, and shock and panic flashed in his eyes.
Although it is fleeting.
However, it had already been seen by everyone present.
Based on what Guichen just said.
Qiao Feng's expression became intriguing.
Those Song Dynasty warriors who knew him sighed inwardly.
"It seems you are unaware of the truth." Gui Chen smiled slightly.
He continued recounting the past: "You were originally the son of the chief instructor of the Liao Kingdom's personal guard. Thirty years ago, your father returned to the Song Dynasty with his family to visit relatives, but was framed by Murong Bo. Xuan Ci, as the leader, led twenty-one masters to ambush them at Yanmen Pass."
"In that bloody battle, your father killed more than ten masters, but he couldn't save your mother's life. In despair, he jumped off a cliff with you in his arms, and before he died, he threw you back onto the cliff. Seeing that you were young and innocent, Wang Jiantong suggested adopting you."
"Xuanci feared you would seek revenge in the future, so he placed you in the care of a farm family at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. Have you ever wondered why Shaolin never taught you superior martial arts? Why you were excluded from even the Seventy-Two Arts? They only taught you the most basic Taizu Long Fist."
"If Wang Jiantong hadn't taken you as his apprentice, you'd probably still be toiling in the fields."
This secret, sealed for thirty years, left the entire room in complete silence.
The crowd looked at Xuanci with disdain. Who could have imagined that this highly respected monk, known for his compassion, had once harbored murderous intent towards an innocent infant?
Qiao Feng was struck dumb, standing there in a daze, his face filled with confusion.
"Do you really think Xuan Ci is compassionate?" Gui Chen's question was particularly jarring in the silence.
"If that's true, why would he place you outside Shaolin Temple, guarding you like a thief?"
"All these years they've been instilling morality and ethics in you, do you really think it's for your own good?"
"No! They're just afraid! Your father's martial arts skills are unfathomable, and they're terrified that you'll inherit his talent!"
"So, they made two preparations in advance, using these ideas to bind you."
"Like now, even if you know Xuan Ci is your enemy, would you dare to attack him?"
Gui Chen saw that the fire was still not hot enough, so he added another bundle of firewood.
The smile on his lips was chilling.
Upon hearing this, Qiao Feng was struck dumb!
His lips trembled, his pupils contracted sharply, and his face was a mixture of shock, horror, and confusion.
He initially thought this was a ploy by the other party to sow discord, but Xuan Ci's silent and guilty expression made everything self-evident.
He staggered backward, roaring as if he couldn't bear the cruel truth.
Finally, he stumbled and turned to flee, his back view showing a disheveled state.
Gui Chen watched him leave, then called out loudly, "If you don't believe me, you can ask Zhao Qiansun, Tan Gong and Tan Po, and Master Zhiguang—they were all participants back then."
"As for Xuanci and Shaolin, since you can't bring yourself to do it, you can leave them to my Azure Dragon Society to handle."
"If you ever find yourself with nowhere to go, take this token and seek out the Azure Dragon Society!"
He flicked his finger, and a token engraved with "Azure Dragon Society" flew through the air toward Qiao Feng.
Qiao Feng caught it instinctively, remaining silent, but his steps became increasingly hurried.
A hint of a smile flashed across Gui Chen's eyes, then he suddenly turned around and coldly stared at the void behind Xuan Ci.
"Still not showing yourself? Mad monk! Maha monk!"
Xuan Ci's heart trembled violently, a chill instantly spreading throughout his body, his old face filled with shock and horror.
How...how could he have known?!
Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this, their brows furrowed as they fell into deep thought.
After a moment, the Sunflower Ancestor seemed to realize something, and his expression changed drastically.
His expression changed abruptly, his voice filled with surprise and doubt: "Could this mad monk be the Shaolin monk who mastered the Yi Jin Jing a hundred years ago?"
"And that Mahasanghika monk, could he be the one who created the Maha Finger Technique?"
When Sunflower Ancestor got to this point, he could no longer hide his shock.
It's important to know that both of these individuals have been missing for over a hundred years!
When they first became famous, their cultivation level was already unfathomable.
After so many years, it's hard to imagine just how much their martial arts skills have improved!
These words came as a bolt from the blue.
The crowd immediately sprang into action.
Several experienced elders from the Lake Sunflower Clan reminded them, and they suddenly remembered the origins of these two. Their expressions changed, and they followed Gui Chen's gaze to the sky.
Those martial artists who had never heard of these two individuals, though unaware of the situation, became excited upon seeing the crowd's reaction and were filled with anticipation for what would happen next.
Several martial artists who had come to watch the spectacle secretly rejoiced that they had arrived in time; otherwise, they would have missed this rare duel between masters.
"Still won't you show yourself?"
Seeing that the mad monk and the Mahakasyapa monk had not shown themselves for a long time, Guichen sneered, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
He casually severed the heart meridians of Ye Erniang and Xuzhu, and his aura suddenly exploded, soaring straight into the sky!
This terrifying pressure surged towards Xuanci and the others like a tidal wave.
"Land-based... late-stage immortal?!"
Feeling this terrifying pressure, everyone was dumbfounded, and some of the more timid ones were so frightened that they stood frozen in place.
At that moment, only one thought remained in their minds:
How many terrestrial immortals are hidden in the Azure Dragon Society?
In the past, it was rare to see unparalleled masters, but now they are emerging one after another in the Azure Dragon Society!
Even among the eleven known hall masters, such cultivation is truly astonishing.
Everyone originally thought that the eleven hall masters were all peerless experts at the terrestrial immortal realm.
But who would have thought that Gui Chen, the leader of the Ninety-Nine Altars who suddenly appeared at this moment, had also stepped into the realm of terrestrial immortals!
What's even more terrifying is that his overwhelming aura is in no way inferior to that of the eleventh hall master!
How to fight this? !
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Could it be that the previous ninety-eight altar masters have all become terrestrial immortals? Or even... higher?
In an instant, the same thought flashed through the minds of everyone present—
Thus, the already unfathomable Azure Dragon Society rose even higher in their eyes!
If Ximen Yu was a taboo they dared not mention, then the Azure Dragon Society was now second only to Ximen Yu!
"Amitabha."
A Buddhist chant suddenly rang out, and two figures stood side by side in front of Guichen.
The man on the left was acting crazy, sometimes laughing, sometimes raging, like a madman.
The gray-robed old monk on the right has drooping white eyebrows and has the air of a high-ranking monk.
"Huh? The aura of a blessed land?" Gui Chen's eyes flashed, his killing intent instantly turning into surprise. "Shaolin actually hides a blessed land?"
"You actually know about this blessed land?" The Mahakasyapa monk looked surprised.
It should be noted that even within Shaolin Temple, very few people know about this blessed land.
Yet Gui Chen could see right through it at a glance!
Listening to their conversation, everyone looked at each other, completely bewildered.
Each word was clearly spoken, but when put together, I couldn't understand a single one...
However, not understanding is one thing.
Their keen senses still allowed them to detect the anomaly.
Everyone's interest was greatly increased.
Listen quietly.
"Heh~ I know just as much as you do!"
"However, I still want to thank you for bringing this news."
"In return, I will show you great mercy and leave you with a complete corpse."
Gui Chen sneered.
As a beneficiary of the Azure Dragon Project.
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