The Second Volume Provincial City Chapter 83 Shamelessness is a State of Mind

  The young master somehow managed to conjure up this huge sword out of thin air. Yi Tianxing had no way to defend himself beforehand and could only passively endure the beating. Within a few dozen breaths, he was already hacked seven or eight times by this damned sword on the stone beam. Although his body was sturdy enough not to show any problems, the feeling of being pressed to the ground and beaten up was really humiliating.

  "What the... What kind of evil kung fu is this kid using?" Yi Tianxing lamented in his heart, he had seen through Zhen Lan's true intentions and was somewhat pleased with himself, but he didn't expect his opponent to be so formidable, leaving him no chance to counterattack.

  The big sword is here again!

  With a loud crash, Yi Tianxing was smashed onto the stone beam, clinging to it like a cute koala, refusing to let go. He spat out the dust in his mouth and cursed, "You bastard, keep going! I'm not afraid of being beaten anyway."

  "You're only good for taking a beating, nothing more than a useless waste of space." For some reason, his words were sharper now than they had been before.

  "What's it to you? You can't do anything about me either." Yi Tianxing lay on the stone beam, refusing to get up, and started to show off his idle and rascal spirit.

  Yi Tian Xing's body was in a sorry state, and he was greatly shocked at heart. This young master wearing a black cheongsam was incredibly powerful, and it seemed that the incantation didn't need to be recited many times. Such a majestic sword, which seemed to have come from the heavens, could be summoned with just a wave of his hand. If not for Yi Tian Xing's own abnormal physical strength, anyone else would probably not be able to withstand the sword's slashes.

  Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel some trepidation, and only then did he recall the words that Master Bin often said to him: "Young master is a rare talent in the cultivation world."

  Perhaps it was because of fear that Yi Tianxing forgot to think, why the big sword summoned by Xiao Gongzi would only slash himself vertically, rather than thinking of slashing himself off the cliff.

  "Genius? Genius means he understands a lot, but it doesn't necessarily mean he has great strength."

  At this moment, Yi Tianxing, who was pretending to be dead on the stone beam, shot a cold light from his eyes, and with a flick of his right hand, five fire dragons burst out from his fingertips, swirling around the stone beam and attacking the young master. The momentum was as fierce as a thunderclap, making people's hearts chill at the sight.

  The little lord's toe touched the ground, and he swiftly retreated to his original position like a wisp of smoke. His right hand made a gentle sweeping motion from top to bottom in front of him, and a mirror-like icy barrier appeared before him.

  The five fire dragons touched the seal lightly and let out a hissing sound before starting to slaughter each other.

  Yitian Xing was like a koala, hugging the stone beam suspended in mid-air, looking extremely comical. However, inside his body, the True Fire Wheels of Fate were rotating non-stop, and the fire elements within him were rapidly emerging to nourish the five fire dragons as they charged towards Xiao Gongzi's seal. Xiao Gongzi still had a calm expression on his face, watching as the seal slightly loosened, seemingly not caring at all.

  "Run!"

  The young master let out a low shout, and the part of his feet that touched the stone beam gradually turned into a bluish-gray color similar to that of bluestone. As this bluish-gray color extended upwards, he first transformed into a stone statue, and then... mysteriously disappeared behind the boundary!

  Yi Tianxing was greatly shocked, his divine sense just about to be released, when he felt that there was an extra person in front of him.

  What speed! What a mysterious stone escape technique!

  The little gentleman who appeared suddenly was quietly looking at his eyes, pointing out one by one. Before Yitian Xing's strong body could react, the little gentleman's index finger had already lightly touched between his eyebrows.

  Yi Tian Xing only felt a clear stream rapidly pouring into the space between his eyes, although he didn't understand what this was, but thinking about it, it wasn't anything good, and in his heart, he couldn't help but be greatly shocked. He let out a muffled hum, and the fire element within him transformed into a bright red flow that gathered from his chest to his Bai Hui acupoint, where it firmly blocked the clear stream.

  It's a pity that he and the young master differ too much in their control over the true yuan. If the young master's control over the true yuan is like an extension of his arm, easy and effortless, then Yitian Xing is just a novice who has just started to learn the way. The difference in control at every subtle point is even more heaven and earth apart.

  The fire source flows through the forehead and arrives between the eyebrows, but that clear stream is gone again.

  One touch and it's settled! Just like the move that young master used earlier, it looks simple but is actually extremely violent before becoming extremely calm. The control technique in between is not something that an amateur like you can grasp.

  Yi Tian Xing's body now has an abundance of true yuan, and in this world, it is estimated that he is also a rare anomaly. However, his combat skills are still greatly lacking, and at this time, his mind is still focused on resisting the already vanished Clear Stream. He let out a low growl, and the Clear Stream suddenly disappeared. At this moment, the fire yuan in his body has no power to attack the enemy, so it can only transform into a pillar of flame that shoots out from between his eyes towards the sky, looking incredibly strange.

  A pillar of fire between his eyebrows!

  His eyes were like fireworks!

  This strange and eerie firework illuminated the entire valley, and around the valley, a burst of astonished voices seemed to be transmitted, but Yi Tian Xing didn't feel any of these movements because in the next moment, Xiao Gong Zi's icy palm had already chopped onto Yi Tian Xing's throat.

  Yi Tian's throat shook, his body softened slightly, and with one hand supporting himself on the stone beam, he slid down in a most enchanting manner, his right foot kicking towards the young master's shin.

  But he forgot his special move against Little Enemy Prince.

  That big sword.

  A huge sword appeared out of nowhere behind him, carrying an overwhelming aura of dominance as it chopped down on his back. At this moment, all his attention was focused on the flame pillar between his eyebrows and the kick he had secretly launched, leaving his back completely undefended. He let out a mournful cry as he was ruthlessly slammed into the stone beam.

  The young master smiled slightly, taking advantage of his dazed state after being beaten. His right palm closed gently, and the cyan mist that had been quietly suspended in his palm was pinched into a slightly deformed shape.

  "Bad!" Yi Tianxing only had time to utter a sigh, and then felt the same feeling as under the Seven Eyes Bridge, with Zhenlan Xuan's secret technique enveloping his entire body, which was previously defended by his Huoyuan.

  Zhen Lan's string power was fully unleashed, and in an instant, Yi Tianxing was tied up from head to toe. Yi Tianxing's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he clearly saw that a layer of extremely thin and pale blue mist had enveloped his entire body. He felt unwilling to give up, thinking that his heavenly fire might be able to burn away the outer probing threads of Zhen Lan's string. Could it not also burn away this thing wrapped around him now? As soon as he thought of this, the fire wheel in his body roared and spun rapidly, and a wave of heavenly fire was forcibly expelled from his body.

  The originally tattered clothes were instantly burned to ashes, and on the Wudang Mountain Dragon Head Fragrance Stone Beam, only the naked body of Yi Tianxing was seen continuously burning, with golden red flames enveloping his entire body, illuminating the Laojun Rock area in an extremely strange manner.

  Perhaps due to the young master's instructions, the entire Wudang Mountain was quiet and still, with no Taoist priests coming out from their meditation. The young master simply watched quietly as Yitianxing silently manipulated the heavenly fire, without intervening, seemingly quite confident.

  Yi Tian Xing's body had been burning for a long time, and it finally gradually went out. After being silent for a while, he let out a light sigh and finally gave up: "Strange, this thing is quite fire-resistant, young master should join the fire brigade instead."

  The young master then let out a gentle sigh, gently wiped away the bead of sweat on his chin and said softly: "In this vast world, there is nothing strange that doesn't exist. It's not about being able to withstand a beating, but rather being invincible under the heavens."

  Yi Tian Xing fell awkwardly onto the stone beam, but in his heart he had already written a big character for "defeat". To think that this exchange with the young master was only a matter of a few breaths, and yet the opponent was able to continuously use close-range techniques, taking advantage of his busyness in responding to quietly and soundlessly control him with the True Orchid String.

  He felt the slight pressure coming from every inch of his body, furrowing his brow, knowing that the gap between him and the young master was really too big. If he really made a move, no matter what, he wouldn't be the opponent's match. This wasn't a difference in cultivation, but a difference in skill. The young master could clearly judge the situation on the field, make the most of environmental psychological factors, and combine them with his own best skills to achieve the best effect.

  Yi Tian Xing smiled wryly and said: "The young master is indeed formidable, his moves are as smooth and natural as a painter drawing a picture."

  The young master walked slowly towards him on the stone bridge, like an immortal, and said softly: "Mr. Yi, rest assured, although I have countless ways to kill you, I won't do that, just ask Mr. to stay in Wudang Mountain for a few days."

  Yi Tian Xing felt himself being lightly lifted up by him, and then returned to the railing of the cliff. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and bitterly smiled: "Young master's strength is quite impressive, he can even lift this clumsy me without feeling heavy."

  The little prince smiled faintly.

  Yitian Xing only saw his clear jawline and thought for a moment before suddenly asking: "Where are you planning to lock me up?"

  "Golden Temple."

  Yi Tian Xing smiled and said, "Now that I'm out of your control... Ah yes, Little Master, can you tell me what the name of the treasure is that you used to bind me? It seems like this treasure and I have a pretty good affinity."

  "True Orchid String." The young master surprisingly didn't have an impatient expression, only slightly tilting his head, seemingly not very willing to look at Yi Tian Xing's ridiculous and comical naked appearance.

  Yi Tian Xing smiled and sighed: "Being able to have Young Master accompany me in the beautiful scenery of Wudang Mountain for three days isn't bad either."

  The young master slightly furrowed his brow and said: "When did I ever say that I would accompany you for three days?"

  Yi Tian Xing smiled and said, "Although I don't know the Daoist treasure, I can sense that this True Lotus Rope can bind me only because of Young Master's divine consciousness controlling it. It seems that if you and the True Lotus Rope are too far apart, there is no way to bind me, is that right?"

  "This is indeed correct." The young master smiled slightly, "The Golden Temple I took you to is the most suitable place for confinement. Even if I'm not here, I think you won't be able to escape."

  Yitian's eyes narrowed slightly as he was currently being held upside down by the young master, his body gleaming with sweat. However, since mastering the Buddhist Fire Control technique, he had often interacted with flames and thus became accustomed to the awkward situation of having his clothes burned off. He looked up at the young master's face from bottom to top, but unfortunately, the upper half of the young master's face was still covered by a hat, making it difficult for him to see clearly.

  "Golden Temple? Is it that copper thing built by Zhu Yuanzhang?"

  "Is it?"

  ……

  ……

  The Golden Hall, the main hall of Mount Wudang, was built on top of the mountain. According to legend, Zhu Yuanzhang, during his rebellion at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, once fled to the foot of Mount Wudang after being pursued by enemy soldiers. In front of a thatched cottage, he met a Taoist priest and begged him to take him in and hide him. The Taoist priest said to him, "If I take you in, what if the enemy comes later and burns down my thatched hut?" Zhu Yuanzhang hastily replied, "If your hut is burned down, I will build a golden palace for you in the future."

  In this way, the Taoist priest took in Zhu Yuanzhang and helped him avoid this disaster, but the temple was eventually burned down. After Zhu Yuanzhang defeated Chen Youliang, forced Zhang Shicheng to death, drove out the Mongols from the north, established his capital in Nanjing, and founded the Ming dynasty, he summoned craftsmen from all over the country to build a golden temple on Mount Wudang.

  Although it is called the Golden Hall, it cannot be made entirely of gold. Firstly, it would be too expensive and I estimate that even in the Ming dynasty, it could not have been built. Secondly, gold is too soft to be used for building a palace, and it might become a "golden tofu dregs" project. Therefore, most of the materials used for the Golden Hall on Wudang Mountain are brass, but the entire hall still looks bright and luxurious, especially after rain when the clean hall is illuminated by the bright sunlight, reflecting light for dozens of miles, looking magnificent.

  Yi Tian Xing didn't know what kind of danger was hidden in the Golden Temple on Wudang Mountain, but he had a faint sense of unease deep down. At this time, he was being carried by the young master like a small chicken, and he didn't know what he was plotting.

  Finally figured out the most despicable countermeasure in history.

  "Reporting to instructor, I need to pee!" He suddenly shouted out loudly and confidently.

  The young master was taken aback, seemingly having never met such a rascal before. He slammed him to the ground and coldly said, "Scram."

  "Reporting again, sir, unable to stand up and unable to get out."

  "If you can't spit it out, then just hold it in." The young master said with a bad tone.

  "What if I fart and can't hold it in?" Yi Tianxing spoke even more crudely for some reason.

  The young master said coldly, "Don't think about playing any tricks, you're willing to sully your own body, I don't mind." He didn't turn his head, stretched out two fingers, pinched Yitian's ear, and lifted him up. To say that this scene was quite funny, the young master was born weak, but now he used two fingers to lift a youth who was even more robust than himself, looking very effortless.

  Yi Tian Xing's eyes rolled around twice, and he suddenly said: "Then I won't hold back." With a sideways glance at the young master's face, his body twisted around, anyway this true lan xuan was just binding him and wouldn't cause any harm.

  The young master felt the thing in his hand struggling, turned his head and saw a shiny, extremely ugly body twisting, with some disgust threw Yi Tianxing to the ground, thought for a moment, then his right hand's five fingers slightly trembled, and the true lan string in his palm was slightly squeezed.

  Yi Tianxing felt the pressure on his body suddenly increase, thinking that this guy was taking advantage of the situation to punish himself. But unexpectedly, the pressure was uneven, strong on one side and weak on the other, as if a pair of invisible hands were lifting him up.

  "Hurry up." The young master quietly left a few meters away.

  "It's raining heavily." Yi Tianxing hummed a little tune while paying attention to his surroundings.

  As expected, a gap appeared in the true energy enveloping a certain place.

  Yi Tian Xing smiled wryly and furrowed his brow, thinking that this move of his was a bit too despicable.

  "The brook flows slowly."

  A stream of unrefined water sounds echoed in a certain unknown mountain valley in the quiet Wudang Mountains.

  In that unseemly void, Yitian drew out a mass of heavenly fire from an unseemly place in an extremely unseemly manner and transformed it into a crimson bird that was unseemly to the extreme, attacking the young master behind him.

  While Little Master Single-handedly blocked the heavenly fire with a mirror, Yi Tianxing took advantage of the opportunity to turn around and shouted loudly: "Don't look at what's not yours to see!"

  This move actually worked, the young master subconsciously didn't dare to look at him, and dodged to one side. But Yi Tianxing had already pounced on him like an octopus, hugging the young master in black tightly!

  The young master's mind was in great turmoil, his right palm slightly trembling, and the true Lan's harmonious and smooth power suddenly showed some signs of dispersing.

  He came to his senses the next moment, and at the first opportunity, he lowered his head and cleverly bumped into Yi Tianxing's nose tip with his right hand transforming into a sword, stabbing into Yi Tianxing's armpit.

  Even if Yitian Xing's body was immune to swords and guns, he still felt a sharp pain and let out a mournful cry. But after all, he had a diamond-like body, and now that he was holding the young master, he refused to let go even in death. In close combat, he wasn't the young master's opponent, but if it came down to brute strength, could there be anyone in this world who was more formidable than Yitian Xing?

  Yi Tian Xing whispered menacingly in his ear, "Don't move, or I'll burn you to death." Suddenly, a whiff of fragrance wafted up from the tip of his nose, causing his heart to flutter, and he held him even tighter. At this moment, he was still stark naked, holding onto the young master, which was utterly indecent.

  The young master's body trembled all over, his lips slightly opened, and a strange curse was uttered.

  "Pray to the Supreme Clarity to transform..."

  Yitian Xing was shocked to discover that a strange sign had appeared in his arms, and the little boy's face, which was tightly bound by his iron-like arms, gradually faded away, just like the fade-in and fade-out effect in movies.

  This picture made him a little afraid, one is because of the fear of the unknown, and two is because he knew that if Xiao Gongzi relied on this strange method to leave his body, he would no longer have any chance of winning.

  He let out a low hum, and the Heart Sutra's five elements dispersed, as he felt an inexplicable aura gathering three meters away. He suspected it was the young master's body-shifting technique. His brow furrowed, knowing he couldn't stop him, so he quickly pushed off with his toes, sliding his body back three meters.

  "Shameless!"

  The figure of the young master gradually gathered in the distance, and before he had fully revealed his shape, a loud and angry rebuke mixed with shame had already escaped his lips.

  ……………………………………

  Let's stop talking about emotions and anger. There are two gentlemen who care about the height of my second sister's daughter. I can ignore this broken thing myself, but family members' problems still need to be explained:

  "I just read this book, but I saw... I just knew why DaDa can write books, while I can only read and can't write, awesome! Really awesome! Born with 51 cm, also too awesome!(Is the ruler broken? 21 cm is normal!!) —— Long Zu"

  P: "I feel 51 is a bit big, but absolutely not just 21 cm, at least 40 cm. I forgot how long my son was when he was born, definitely more than 21 cm, of course not 21 kilometers, haha—— Net Knight"

  Hu Long Zu: The average height of newborns in China is 50 cm, so our little princess at home doesn't have anything special about her, that's all.

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