Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 307: The Red Fairy

"Guo Jing is the leader of the martial arts in the south. In recent years, he has practiced the Nine Yin Manual to perfection. I'm afraid he can be regarded as the number one person in the southern Wulin…" Monk Jinlun deliberately paused, and then continued, "I have fought against him before at the Great Sanguan Heroes Conference, and his reputation is indeed well-deserved."

"Monk Jinlun, the princess is asking how your martial arts is compared to Guo Jing. You have been rambling for so long, can you beat him?" Before Hua Zheng and Zhao Min could say anything, an itinerant monk next to them commented with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Monk Jinlun looked up and saw that it was Lu Zhangke, who along with He Biweng were called the Xuanming Elders and served under Chaghan Temür’s Ruyang Palace. He was concerned about face, so he just snorted coldly.

"Master Lu, please don't be impatient, the state teacher is about to continue." In fact Zhao Min was feeling a little impatient herself , but Monk Jinlun was quite favored by Kublai, so she couldn't let the two sides fight each other.

After getting some support, Monk Jinlun really looked a little relaxed, and continued, "I am not talented, last time I could only share the same realm with Guo Jing. But recently, I am practicing the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Technique, from the secret school of Tantric Buddhism. In a few years, I am confident that I will be able to defeat Guo Jing for certain."

Monk Jinlun's tone was quite arrogant, he actually knew that he was weaker than Guo Jing in the battle of Dasanguan, but recently he had gained a lot from practicing Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique, so what he said later was not a complete lie.

"Originally, it was only necessary for the state teacher to temporarily hold Guo Jing back…" Zhao Min said with a smile on her face, then shook Hua Zheng's arm, "If it’s not difficult to take Guo Jing's life, as long as my Aunt agrees, I will arrange things to get rid of him.”

A trace of bewilderment flashed in Hua Zheng's eyes, and she quickly shook her head and refused, "No, I won't allow you to do that!"

Zhao Min showed a sad expression, and sighed, "Aunt, all these years, our Mongolian soldiers have been unable to cross Xiangyang because of Guo Jing's existence. Our Mongolian Empire has produced a large number of talents. If we really want to deal with Guo Jing, there are actually quite a number of people who can do it. However, my cousin and the others are thinking about our Aunt, so they have been lenient to him. And, he doesn’t even know anything about it, do you think it’s worth it, Aunt?"

"Is it worth it or not?" Hua Zheng showed a slight smile, "Didn't you give up the identity of a princess in order to save the Ming Cult leader in the past?"

"Aunt, please don't mention him." Zhao Min said with a blank expression, with her eyelashes trembling slightly.

"I really don't know what happened between you two…" Hua Zheng sighed, and comforted her, "Actually, it's a good thing to make a clean break. After all, he is fighting against the Great Khan, and it's no good for you to be together. This Aunt doesn’t want you to make the same mistakes I made.”

Zhao Min managed to force a smile, but did not answer. The two women had their own thoughts, and soon fell into silence. The guards on the side looked at each other, and no one dared to speak at this time.

Looking at Zhao Min's beautiful back, Song Qingshu showed a playful smile. ‘What happened between her and Zhang Wuji, which caused the two to turn against each other now?’

There were several thoughts in his head, but he quickly denied them. There was not enough information, so it was really difficult to analyze the exact situation. Song Qingshu quickly put the question aside, and instead thought about whether he should take this princess, who was as pretty as a fairy and as witty as a fox as hostage.

The Divine Arrow Eight Heroes were here to protect her. Although their archery skills were superb, but this place was not an open plain, the distance between the two sides were too close, and the environment in the inn was too complicated, so he didn’t really fear their archery skills.

The other martial artists on Zhao Min's side, such as Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San were all top experts, but Ah Da’s one arm was cut off by Zhang Wuji in the Battle of Wudang, and he beat Ah Er along with Ah San to a pulp. They were not as strong as they used to be, so they could also be temporarily ignored.

The Xuanming Divine Palm of the Xuanming Elders was so vicious that even Zhang Sanfeng was at a loss for what to do. When the two joined forces, even Zhang Wuji, who was a master of martial arts, could hardly gain any advantage, not to mention there was also Monk Jinlun who was on the same level as Guo Jing.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but click his tongue. If they all really teamed up, he might have no choice but to run away.

So he decided that there was no practical benefit in abducting Zhao Min at the moment. After making up his mind, Song Qingshu finally felt better, ‘It doesn't matter if I don't get involved in this kind of thankless activity.’

Ding! Ding!

While Song Qingshu was contemplating, a pleasant copper bell sounded from the door, and soon a beautiful woman in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe walked in. She was holding a horsetail whisk in her hand, and her beautiful eyes scanned around the inn. She couldn't help but slightly brown after seeing Zhao Min and her group, but as she had been rampant in the Wulin for many years, she really didn't want to appear timid in front of others.

She judged in her heart that even if she couldn't defeat them, with her movement technique, self-protection wouldn’t be a problem. So she walked in and sat down in a quiet seat, the called the waiter to order a few vegetarian dishes.

Although the Taoist nun was dressed plainly, she had a pink face and peachy cheeks, and the natural charm between her brows couldn’t be concealed. Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and took a sip from the wine glass. ‘What a good day this is turning out to be, it’s rare to see so many legendary figures gathered together in one place.’

It was no secret that, of the two Xuanming Elders, He Biweng was fond of wine and Lu Zhangke was lus*tful.

When Lu Zhangke saw that even the lose Taoist robe couldn’t conceal the graceful figure of the woman, he couldn't help but touch his chin, and said with a smile, "What a beautiful and charming woman, it's a pity she’s a Taoist nun."

Zhao Min and Hua Zheng were sitting at a table by themselves, and at the moment they were having some private conversations with each other. Their followers were spread out, and had sat down at another table, while secretly guarding the noble ladies in the middle.

Except for the Divine Arrow Eight Heroes who were going to guard the key points everywhere, the rest had settled down. Monk Jinlun had a table for himself. The Xuanming Elders also had a table for themselves. It was the same for Ah Da, Ah Er, Ah San. The rest of the guards crowded together in twos and threes. It was possible to roughly tell the status of each person from the way they were sitting.

When Lu Zhangke saw that beautiful Taoist nun, he couldn't help himself, and flirted with his words, but he finally remembered the presence of Hua Zheng and Zhao Min, so he didn't dare to be too blatant.

Hearing his teasing words, the beautiful Taoist nun raised her willow eyebrows, her face became frosty, and with a wave of her sleeve, a few silver needles were shot at Lu Zhangke's face.

The silver needles were so fast and deadly that it was too late for others to react. Lu Zhangke didn’t expect that a joke would immediately lead to his death. Fortunately, a master's instinct allowed him to take out his weapon in time, and he put the Deer Head Stick in front of him, just in time to block the silver needles.

Seeing the trembling silver needles on the Deer Head Stick, people took a cold breath. The Xuanming Elders were both masters of using poison. They could tell at a glance that there was a strong poison applied to it, and they couldn't help but change their expressions: "Frozen Soul Silver Needle! You are Li Mochou, the Red Fairy?"

Seeing that her Frozen Soul Silver Needles had been stopped by the other party, Li Mochou was secretly startled, and when she heard the exclamation of the two, she snorted, "It is indeed."

Li Mochou had been traveling the Wulin for a long time, and because of her fierce and murderous nature, many people called her the Red Fairy. No one knows when, but the nickname Red Fairy had spread like wildfire. Although it was quite apt, Li Mochou herself didn't like it that much.

"Heh, other people might be afraid of your reputation as the Red Fairy, but that doesn’t apply to me." Lu Zhangke was careless for a moment, and almost lost his life. It hurt his face quite a lot, so he raised his palm and attacked Li Mochou.

Monk Jinlun had a slight smile on his face as he leisurely drank his tea. It looked like he was watching a play.

He Biweng had always fought against his senior brother, and the two of them had been famous for a long time, so he found it inappropriate for them to join forces to deal with a little girl. Moreover, he knew that with Lu Zhangke's martial arts, he was more than enough to deal with Li Mochou. So he stood where he was and secretly guarded against any attacks on his senior brother.

Even before Lu Zhangke got close, Li Mochou felt the cold air in the palm strike, so she didn't dare to be careless, and used her movement technique to quickly retreat, and raised her palm to meet his attack.

"Five Poison Divine Palm!" Lu Zhangke exclaimed as he looked at his red and swollen right hand. His face felt hot in embarrassment as he quickly tapped a few acupuncture points on his hand, and used his True Qi to force out the poisonous blood in his palm.

"Xuanming Divine Palm, you are the are the Xuanming Elders!" At the moment, Li Mochou's pink face had turned a little pale, but fortunately the other party was being careless at the time, and she was able to the Five Poison Divine Palm to resist the opponent's Xuanming Divine Palm strength. Even so, the cold energy had hit her body, and she tried her best to not let her teeth tremble.

"You little bi*ch, just see what I do to you after this old man takes you down!" Looking at Li Mochou's towering mounds rapidly rising and falling at the moment, a dangerous light flashed in Lu Zhangke's eyes.

Zhao Min and Hua Zheng also noticed the disturbance here. Hearing Lu Zhangke's words full of obscene hints, Hua Zheng couldn't help but frown, and was about to speak, but Zhao Min raised her hand to stop her, and explained in a low voice, "Aunt, this Taoist nun is also a big devil in the Wulin, and many people died at her hands, so it would be good if Master Lu got rid of her."

Zhao Min was very adept at controlling her subordinates. Those who loved money should be lured by money, those who loved power should be seduced by power, and those who loved women should be seduced by beauties. She didn't want to lose a subordinate for an irrelevant woman, let alone a powerful martial arts master. What's more, this woman was not a good person.

Hearing Lu Zhangke's words, Li Mochou couldn't help being furious. She has always kept herself clean, and even her ex-lover Lu Zhanyuan couldn't say anything too frivolous about her, so how could she tolerate such obscene words!

She raised her hand and shot a few Frozen Soul Silver Needle again, while taking the opportunity to launch a follow-up attack with the wave of the horsetail whisk.

"What a beautiful movement technique!" Monk Jinlun put down his tea bowl and praised sincerely.

Li Mochou knew that her martial arts skill was not as good as the opponent's, so she changed to a clever and changeable fighting style. The movement technique of the Ancient Tomb Sect was already one of the best in the world, and when Li Mochou used it, she became as light as a swallow.

Li Mochou and Lu Zhangke confronted each other head-on, and the two often broke up at the first contact. Li Mochou was always looking for her opponent to show his flaws and give him a fatal blow.

The Xuanming movement technique has always been quite weak, so even though Lu Zhangke was obviously far superior to Li Mochou in martial arts, but he could only draw with her. And the Frozen Soul Silver Needle was also extremely poisonous, so he had to be careful of that. Otherwise, once he is shot, he would most likely be dead on the spot.

"Senior brother, let me help you!" He Biweng noticed that Lu Zhangke had gotten himself in an unfavorable situation because of his carelessness. Although he felt that Lu Zhangke should be able to gradually turn the situation around, he was worried that his senior brother would be accidentally killed by the Frozen Soul Silver Needle. So he decided to join the battle.

The Xuanming Elders were best at combined attacks. Together, their power would become more than double.

In the past, even Zhang Wuji had to be careful of their attacks, not to mention Li Mochou, who was far inferior in martial arts.

Seeing that Li Mochou's area of movement was getting smaller and smaller, Song Qingshu knew that she was about to lose. He was hesitating whether to help her, when suddenly a strong voice was from the door.

"Amitabha!"

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