Chapter 261

Yan Bei’an’s eyes flashed with an unexpected surprise, and he praised, 鈥淭he Holy Nun’s words are like a mountain, I admire you!鈥�

He didn’t try to be strong either, and immediately sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to practice his kung fu. In an instant, he performed the kung fu three times, and he felt the air currents in his body like beads. The acupuncture points and meridians that had just been triggered were unobstructed. Only then did he stand up and slowly performed the starting stance of the Iron Palm: 鈥淗oly Nun, please!鈥�

Unlike others, he did not mince words. He let out a low whistle and turned on the full power. One could see palm shadows like mountains and leg winds like a tidal wave. This was the Emei School’s fierce and fierce first-rate Windstorm Stunt!

This set of unique skills involves the simultaneous application of the Falling Blossoms Palm and the Leaf-Swiping Leg Techniques. The faster the palm, the faster the leg, and the faster the attack naturally becomes.

Yan Bei’an’s Iron Palm technique is extremely powerful, but it is inevitably slightly inferior in speed. If an ordinary person were to deal with it, there would be no more than three paths: confronting strength with strength, using softness to conquer strength, and fighting speed against slowness.

However, if you use strength against strength, there are only a few supreme skills in the world that can rival the Iron Palm, such as the Dragon-Subduing Palm, the Vajra Palm, and the Sumeru Palm. If you use softness to overcome strength and fast to beat slow, the Iron Palm has its own mysterious changes that can defeat all other martial arts.

However, with her high level of power in destroying disasters, no matter if she fights slowly or quickly, Yan Bei’an is difficult to restrain her in terms of power. In this way, the two sides returned to the basic moves in their battle. This extraordinary and fast mad wind stunt immediately forced Yan Bei’an to be flustered.

After fighting for more than 20 moves, Yan Bei’an was already at a disadvantage.

However, this old constable was extremely experienced. Seeing that he was no match for him, he simply defended without attacking, keeping his palms within one foot of his opponent’s body. He traded distance for speed, hoping to last the 50-move limit.

When he saw this, Mie Jie secretly praised him, but his subordinates did not show mercy. Raising his internal strength, he shot out his White Crescent Palm with great speed, either straight or curved, hitting his opponent from all directions.

Ye Guhong had realized the kung fu of holding one’s breath and not expending one’s energy, but although Mie Jie did not know it, she had a much stronger internal strength. If it came to expending one’s energy in a palm strike, she was far superior to her disciple.

This time, she unleashed her might, and in an instant, she sent out more than twenty palm strikes. Yan Bei’an could only hear the wind howling like a tidal wave. Although he desperately sent out palm strikes to defend, he could not do it in time.

He heard only a few thuds, and at the same time he was hit by seven or eight blows all over his body. He felt dizzy and sat down on the ground. He shook his head and looked up. He saw that Mie Jie’s delicate palm was less than three inches away from his鍗板爞. In his ears, he heard Mie Jie say lightly, 鈥淭hirty-five moves.鈥�

At this time, Yu Panghu from the Righteous Alliance and the old man Sun from Changbai Mountain exclaimed in unison, 鈥淰enerable nun, please spare…鈥�

Before he could finish, the palm of the monk fell, and it landed on Yan Beian’s forehead. The old constable didn’t say a word, and then he fell backwards.

鈥淥h!鈥� The old master Sun exclaimed in grief, 鈥淎lthough Constable Yan worked for the Yuan court, he was not a bad person. Over the years, he has helped countless heroes of the martial world with his power. Who would have thought that today he would die at the hands of the Holy Nun.鈥�

Mie Jie said angrily, 鈥淒on’t cry so quickly. I heard him talking to some friends from the Righteous Alliance from afar, and it seems that they have some kind of friendship. I am grateful to all of you for helping me out, so how can I not give you this face? To the alliance leader, this constable has just fainted. It is up to you to decide whether to kill or let him go.鈥�

Yu Panghu let out a 鈥渁h鈥� and hurriedly stepped forward. He placed his finger on Yan Bei’an’s pulse point and, sure enough, the pulse was steady. He beamed with joy and said, 鈥淎h, thank you, Master, for sparing him. To be honest with you, we and this old man can be considered both enemies and friends. Over the years, we have repeatedly sabotaged the Tartars’ plans, thanks to this old man’s covert cover-up. Otherwise, we would not have been able to set foot in the northern territories.鈥�

Jiaxing nodded and sighed as he played with his abacus, 鈥淭hey say that the public sector is a good place to cultivate oneself. This old man has really practiced what he preaches, and has been very considerate to many heroes over the years.鈥�

Mie Jie said, 鈥淪ince he has such a kind heart, it would be a waste to spare his life.鈥�

He then glared at the old man Sun and said, 鈥淵ou stopped me from killing the ugly monk. What was your motive? Can you tell me now?鈥�

The old man Sun looked around and said with a wry smile, 鈥淭he head of the Emei Sect and the brothers of the Righteous Alliance are all trustworthy people. I might as well be frank鈥攖he ugly monk is in the Ruyang Prince’s mansion, but his heart is elsewhere. He must have had unavoidable reasons!鈥�

Mie Jie sneered, 鈥淵ou think it’s that easy?鈥�

Fat Tiger coughed and whispered, 鈥淕oddess, this Sun old master is a famous hero from outside the border. His aunt is Sun Xian’gu, the 鈥楺uiet and Unattached Person鈥�, one of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen. She is the one who taught him all his martial arts.鈥�

Mie Jie said in surprise, 鈥淭he son of Quanzhen Zhou Wantong is now an offering in our school. If he is a descendant of Qingjing Sanren, he is not a stranger. I would like to ask, how can you say that the ugly monk and the Tartars are not of one mind?鈥�

Master Sun sighed and said, 鈥淚t was during the debate between Buddhism and Taoism that Quanzhen was defeated and lost. The powerful lamas took the opportunity to compile the Taoist scriptures and weed out the false in the name of preserving the true. They took many of Quanzhen’s brilliant martial arts scrolls, most of which ended up in the Ruyang Prince’s Mansion. Among these, there was nothing else but half of the scroll of the 鈥楶rimal Force鈥� handwritten by the founder of Chongyang, which was truly an invaluable treasure…鈥�

When she heard this, Mie Jie was shocked.

Although she had never seen this divine skill with her own eyes, in the mountains of Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng had meditated on the way of the primordial tai chi, yin and yang, and whenever he had gained something, he would discuss it with his disciples. He never avoided Mie Jie and treated her like one of his own disciples, so Mie Jie could vaguely appreciate some of the mysteries of this skill.

A few years ago, when she fought the Corpse Demon, she hadn’t felt it yet, but today, when she killed the Corpse Demon’s disciple, she vaguely felt that the person’s skill seemed to have faint traces of the primordial skill.

Thinking about it now, I’m afraid that half of the 鈥淧re-Destiny Force鈥� manual has fallen into the hands of the Corpse Demon. His strange and powerful kung fu is probably the result of his perverted training in the 鈥淧re-Destiny Force鈥� manual, mixed with countless evil martial arts techniques.

I heard Grandmaster Sun say, 鈥淚 was heartbroken when I heard about it, so I gathered a few courageous like-minded people and infiltrated the Ruyang Kingdom to steal back the secret manual. Unexpectedly, there were countless masters in the Ruyang Royal Mansion, and we were discovered soon after entering the mansion. We all fled separately, and those brothers all lost their lives one after another. I fought desperately and killed a few people, but I ran into this ugly monk. As soon as I saw him fight, I knew I was no match for him. I thought I was going to die, but unexpectedly, he hesitated slightly, and seeing that there was no one in front or behind, he threw me over the wall. You tell me, if he wasn’t in Cao’s camp but had his heart in Han’s camp, wouldn’t it have been better to capture me and claim the reward?鈥�

After listening to this, Mie Jie frowned and pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, 鈥淥dd, odd. But it can also be seen that every action has a cause, and if he hadn’t saved you, no one would be stopping me today, and he would have died here.鈥�

Everyone present sighed upon hearing this.

Mie Jie then took Ye Guhong and formally thanked the five members of the Righteous Alliance, persuading them not to return to Dadu for the time being: 鈥淭he people you have driven back have killed all of the poor nun’s disciples, but there must be some who have not been encountered, and it is inevitable that word will leak out. Now that the Yuan court and Ruyang Wangfu have both suffered heavy losses, if they cannot catch the poor nun, they will inevitably seek someone to vent their anger. You might as well go elsewhere and stay for a year or six months. After I have finished my business and returned, I will settle the old score with the Yuan emperor for troubling my master and I. At that time, naturally I will have no heart to care about you anymore.”

Fat tiger and the others looked at each other and nodded slightly. Wuluozi spoke up, 鈥榃hat the holy nun said is for our own good. I think we should do it this way.鈥�

The five of them are not hungry if they don’t eat, so they wouldn’t dare to block the road so openly and block the pursuers so brazenly.

Grandpa Sun said happily, 鈥淪ince you five can’t go back to the capital, and you don’t need to go anywhere else, just my mountain villa will be enough for you to rest your feet! Apart from the scenery, you may not be able to fully appreciate the Changbai Mountain for a year or two. If you like hunting, there is a 鈥楲ittle Zhao the Gunner鈥� in my villa who is very good at shooting. He can kill any mountain king or bear with one shot.鈥�

Sha Yu was overjoyed and quickly said, 鈥淚f you want to go hunting, using a gun is not a sign of skill. It’s more interesting to raise a pack of dogs that will come charging up at the sound of a gunshot.鈥�

Huangluo Daoren laughed upon hearing this and said, 鈥淏ut that’s unfortunate. Zhao’s father, Zhao the Black, is known as Black Dog, and he has raised more than twenty good hunting dogs, all of them black, each one a good hunter. They are far-ranging and have a good sense of humanity. Except for tigers, they can handle anything, even leopards.鈥�

The two of them spoke in turn, and Ye Kuhong wanted to stay for a few days just listening to them.