Chapter 652 Father and Son

"puff!"

Murong Bo had long been at the end of his strength due to internal and external troubles. Now, after being hit by Chai Xin's consecutive full-strength palm strikes, he was finally at the point of exhaustion.

Mouths of blood spurted out uncontrollably, so much so that the gray cloth covering his face had turned blood red.

After receiving the last palm from Chai Xin, he could no longer control his body and fell to the ground with a thud.

In the distance, Murong Fu could no longer bear to watch and his face was also pale.

Although he still didn't recognize who this gray-robed old monk was, the other party's words "Let him go, and I will leave it to you" had already made him realize that this was definitely someone who truly cared about him from the bottom of his heart.

Such a person was beaten and fell in a pool of blood right in front of him. Even though Murong Fu was not a kind-hearted person, he couldn't help but feel very sorry for him.

Most importantly, he couldn't help but shudder deep in his heart when he thought about what might happen to him next.

"What exactly is he going to take from us?"

For the first time in his life, Murong Fu felt so frightened and desperate.

If it was just death, with the education he received since childhood and the experiences he had experienced so far, he would definitely not be so miserable.

It’s just the strength displayed by Chai Xin, as well as the indifference and calmness he showed throughout the whole process, even the fact that he bluntly said he would not take their lives... This kind of unknown can make people more terrified than anything else.

However, he soon got the answer - or rather, saw the answer.

After Murong Bo fell to the ground, Chai Xin leaned over and grabbed the back of his collar, then slowly extended his right palm and placed it on the back of his heart.

The moment "Dao Xuan Gong" was activated, Murong Bo, who was close to fainting, suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably, as if something was taken away from the depths of his soul.

In the deserted wilderness, the only sounds are the chirping of insects and birds and the sound of the wind.

With the occasional "cluck" sound coming from Murong Bo's throat, the scene was indeed a bit scary.

Murong Fu was also a man of wide knowledge, especially with his family background and close ties with the Xiaoyao Sect, so the moment he saw this scene, his eyes widened uncontrollably.

"The Great Art of Transformation?! No, it's not! It's the Divine Art of the North Sea! Who are you and why do you know the Divine Art of the North Sea?"

Although he had never read the real Bei Ming Divine Art, there was a relatively detailed record of this martial art in the Murong family's "Huan Shi Shui Ge", so he knew its characteristics.

But he had been in the martial arts world for more than twenty years, but he had never actually seen anyone perform this skill, and he had never even heard of anyone practicing this skill.

"As expected of Gusu Murong, you have a family background in martial arts and have some discerning eyes. However, although my martial arts are indeed derived from Beiming Divine Art, they are fundamentally different from it... Don't worry, I don't think highly of your skills."

As he spoke, Chai Xin had already absorbed all of Murong Bo's skills.

Murong Bo is indeed the top master who was famous in the martial arts world thirty years ago, and now he has been practicing in Shaolin Temple for many years, and his skills have reached an astonishing sixty-seven years!

After the sixty-seven years of accumulated skills were transformed into the internal force of "Daoxuan Gong", it also improved Chai Xin's skills by more than six years!

With Chai Xin's current level of cultivation, it is extremely difficult to increase his internal strength by so much.

His skills finally broke through the sixty-year mark, from more than fifty-four years to exactly sixty-one years.

With the special blessing of "Dao Xuan Gong", there are probably few people in the world today who can be his match.

It is worth mentioning that after Chai Xin read many martial arts books from various schools at Mantuo Villa that day, combined with his own understanding of this world, he has further deduced the tenth level of "Daoxuan Gong"!
Now that his skills have reached sixty years, his Daoxuan Gong realm has naturally risen to the tenth level.

"As I expected, after reaching the level of 60 years old, it is almost impossible to improve by hard work. One must learn from the strengths of many schools to make progress... No wonder those top masters have an indescribable desire for the top martial arts of all schools in the world."

With his skills reaching this level, Chai Xin has begun to touch the essence of this world. It is estimated that it won’t take long before he can achieve his original goal.

However, it is becoming increasingly difficult for him to make further progress.

Even if the talent of his incarnation is unparalleled in the world, it would be difficult to achieve it without ten or eight years of practice.

Even if you improve by absorbing the skills of others, it is not easy.

After all, with his current skill level, he must absorb the power of a peerless expert with more than 60 years of skill in order to maintain his previous speed of progress.

However, although the world is big, how many peerless powerful people can there be in the world?
Besides, many peerless powerful people are also people who uphold the righteous path. Even if Chai Xin is not very particular, he will not devour other people's skills for his own selfish reasons.

“In this case, it’s actually a bit of a waste… I should first find a few top figures like Ouyang Feng, improve my skills to sixty years, and then absorb Murong Bo’s skills… What a pity.”

Chai Xin kept saying it was a pity, but there was still a smile on his face, and he didn't really take it too seriously.

After all, he is not a rookie in martial arts who is afraid of wolves in front and tigers behind, and he has to calculate everything carefully.

Not to mention achieving the goal a few years earlier or later, even if it was decades or hundreds of years later, it would not be worth mentioning considering the length of his life.

What's more, this is just an incarnation after all. Even if the final goal is not achieved, the impact on the original body is almost negligible.

On the contrary, after being in this world for a few months, he gradually felt some pleasures that he had not experienced in his long life, so he had no desire to make urgent progress.

Moreover, even if a few decades are wasted in this world, the flow of time on my side is almost stagnant, so there is no such thing as "delay" at all.

"I'll try my best to fight my way through this world and experience the life that I've long forgotten. Perhaps it will be unexpectedly helpful for me to comprehend the great Dao in the future."

Chai Xin has gradually come to some realization that perhaps this experience itself will bring him greater gains than the original goal of stealing the power of heaven.

"Well, I said I would not take your life, and I will not break my promise. In fact, I took your power, which actually saved your life. Otherwise, seeing how deep you have come in these years, even if I did not take action, your life would be in danger within a year or two."

Chai Xin pretended to take out a pill from his robe sleeve, but in fact he took it out from the space of the Creation Seal and casually put it into Murong Bo's mouth.

"Although you are not young anymore, once your hidden injuries are healed, you will have no problem living for at least another 10 to 20 years. No need to thank me, just take care of yourself."

Chai Xin threw Murong Bo to the ground and ignored him.

He took a step forward, came to Murong Fu, picked him up again, and quickly disappeared into the night.

"I can't believe it... I really can't believe it! After more than fifty years of painstaking planning, it was all lost in one day! The thought of restoring the country is still like a mirage, out of reach... Could it be that everything I've experienced in my life was just a dream? Hahahaha..."

Murong Bo lay on the ground, his eyes were dull, but an indescribable smile appeared at the corners of his lips, and finally he laughed out loud towards the sky.

Decades of business were destroyed in an instant. This feeling is really hard to describe. It is normal for him to fall into mental disorder for a while. However, this guy has never been a good person. In order to restore his country, he did not hesitate to stir up disputes between countries. He is the culprit of Qiao Feng's misfortune.

In the original novel, he also indirectly killed a number of martial arts heroes including Zhao Qiansun, Mr. Tan and Mrs. Tan, Master Zhiguang, Xuanci, and even Qiao Feng's adoptive parents!

It was because Murong Bo harmed Qiao Feng's family for the sake of his fantasy of restoring his country that Qiao Feng's family was killed. Thirty years later, Qiao Feng investigated the truth, causing his biological father Xiao Yuanshan, who had become a paranoid maniac, to smear him everywhere and even kill innocent people...

For a person like this, no matter what fate he ends up in, it is only natural.

"In that case, there is actually one more person who can be included in the prey list..."

On the other side, while Chai Xin was running wildly with Murong Fu in his arms, he suddenly thought of something.

Murong Bo is certainly hateful, but Xiao Yuanshan is by no means innocent either.

Or let’s put it this way, Xiao Yuanshan thirty years ago was naturally extremely innocent.

Logically speaking, it was completely legitimate and understandable for him to seek revenge on Murong Bo, and even on Xuan Ci, Wang Jiantong, Zhao Qiansun and others who were also kept in the dark.

After all, no matter whether Xuan Ci and others were deceived, the tragedy of Xiao Yuanshan's family was directly caused by their negligence and self-righteousness.

Even if it was not their own fault, it is perfectly reasonable for the victim to seek revenge on them.

But he should never, ever, kill Qiao Feng's adoptive parents.

In terms of status, Qiao Feng's adoptive parents were just ordinary people; in terms of connection, they had nothing to do with the tragedy of Xiao Yuanshan's family.

The most important point is that they raised Qiao Feng (Xiao Feng) for Xiao Yuanshan after all.

Even if we don't express gratitude, at least we shouldn't kill them.

From this point of view alone, Xiao Yuanshan's behavior has already exceeded the scope of "legitimate revenge."

As the saying goes, every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. If you cannot find the real enemy, then killing innocent people is unjustifiable in any way.

"Then I have to hurry. According to the plot development in the original book, I'm afraid that old guy has already started to take action... Let's not talk about the others for now. My second brother's adoptive parents are a bit pitiful. We should save them if we can."

Chai Xin thought about it and suddenly felt a sense of urgency, and his pace suddenly increased.

Originally, his lightness skill could be described as astonishing, and now that his skill has reached a new level, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is superb.

He just lightly tapped the grass with his toes, and the whole person leaped out twenty or thirty feet. Even the best horse could not compare with him.

"This person has already reached the level of a god. I'm afraid even the legendary Wudang Master Zhang may not be able to surpass him..."

Murong Fu only felt gusts of cool breeze blowing across his face, and the surrounding scenery retreated rapidly like lightning. The shock in his heart had begun to numb.

"He said earlier that he didn't think highly of my skills, so what exactly is he going to take from me?"

Again quickly, he got the answer.

"Guo'er, how's the progress?"

Chai Xin came to a dilapidated Taoist temple and saw Yang Guo still breathing with his eyes closed, so he threw Murong Fu next to him.

"Dad, I have been practicing martial arts for twenty-six years! The martial arts that Dad created is indeed the best in the world, and it is extremely mysterious!"

Yang Guo opened his eyes and said with a happy look on his face.

Chai Xin smiled and shook his head, saying, "What's the point of being the best in the world? This world is too small. Quick, take this guy's skills, and you can be among the best in the world."

As he spoke, he pointed at Murong Fu lying on the ground.

"It turns out that he really despises my skills and wants to leave them to his son..." Murong Fu wanted to cry but had no tears. He only felt infinitely sad in his heart.

However, he looked at Yang Guo and thought to himself, "Looking at his son's age, I'm afraid he is indeed more than twenty years old... He said before that he is Qiao Feng's sworn brother, it seems to be true."

Yang Guo was a boy of twelve or thirteen years old. No matter how young his father was, even though people in ancient times generally married and had children very early, he must have been at least twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, and generally speaking, he must have been over thirty years old.

Fortunately, he didn't know that Yang Guo's surname was Yang and he had no blood relationship with Chai Xin, otherwise he would have doubted his life again.

"it is good!"

Yang Guo did not thank him again. In his heart, he already regarded Chai Xin as his own father. If he continued to be polite, it would make him seem distant.

Just accept what your father gives you and remember to show your filial piety to him in the future.

"It seems that this person is so young, but he has such amazing skills. I'm afraid it's because of the martial arts he created. If I can get this martial arts..."

Thinking of this, Murong Fu's heart suddenly beat fast and he almost forgot his current situation.

"Kid, stop thinking about things you shouldn't think about, otherwise I can't guarantee that I won't break my promise."

Chai Xin's perception was so sharp that he immediately noticed the change in Murong Fu's thoughts. He chuckled and gave a slow warning.

In fact, he didn't care about Murong Fu, and he didn't even care about letting him practice "Daoxuan Gong". He just didn't like others to covet his things.

Even if Murong Fu really obtained the Daoxuan Gong, it would have no effect on him.

After all, this martial art was created by him, and its real foundation is the "Seal of Creation". Even if others learn it, at most they will just learn one of the top-notch martial arts in the world, and will not pose any threat to him at all.

Even without his permission, it would be impossible for others to practice Daoxuan Gong.

The reason why Yang Guo was able to master the technique was because Chai Xin injected a trace of luck into him when he taught him.

Otherwise, even with Yang Guo's aptitude, it would be impossible for him to master it.

It didn't take Yang Guo too long, less than a quarter of an hour, to absorb all of Murong Fu's skills.

Murong Fu is a world-renowned top-notch master, a top figure among the younger generation, and his skills are quite strong - more than forty-four years.

After Yang Guo absorbed it, his own skills barely broke through the thirty-year mark and entered the first-rate ranks. He was already comparable to some of the elders of the top sects.

(End of this chapter)