Martial Arts Crossover: That night, Huang Rong descended from the sky.

Chapter 351: Xiaomeng: What did I see? What did I see?

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Upon hearing this, Gai Nie remained calm and composed, asking in a gentle tone, "May I ask who this sect leader you speak of is?"

Gao Jianli said in a deep voice: "Li Ping, the sect master of the Search God Palace, is the fastest and the best swordsman in the world."

Gai Nie finally raised his head slightly: "It is an honor to receive the praise of being the number one divine sword in the world."

"However, I wonder why the Search for Gods Palace has clashed with my friend?"

At this moment, another voice rang out: "Protector Wan, the sect leader said not to cause any deaths."

"Gai Nie is not Gao Jianli. If you fight him, there will definitely be bloodshed, which is not what the sect leader wants to see..."

A flash of fire appeared, and Yan Lingji's figure materialized there.

Li Ping had previously asked Wanwan to help Yan Lingji familiarize herself with the Search God Palace. The two were quite familiar with each other, so they teamed up to go on missions together.

They were lucky; they found Gao Jianli first.

Upon seeing Yan Lingji, Gai Nie's pupils dilated in shock: "It's you? How could you... You were clearly dead."

Yan Lingji was stunned for a moment: "How did I die?"

Gai Nie looked bewildered: "I don't know what happened. I clearly... Life is truly strange. At least, Xiao Zhuang will be happy to see you're still alive."

If I can travel to the future of another world, then nothing strange happening to me should be surprising, right?

Yan Lingji blinked her beautiful eyes twice: "Xiao Zhuang? You don't mean Wei Zhuang, do you?"

Why was he so happy to see me?

"Are you so happy you want to be burned alive?"

Do I have such a good relationship with Wei Zhuang?

Gai Nie was silent for a moment: "So you didn't know? You didn't even know you later joined Quicksand..."

Yan Lingji's mouth dropped open: "I'm going to join Quicksand?"

How could I possibly join Quicksand?!

Wanwan sighed, "So you guys are actually friends? How boring, then there's no chance of a fight..."

"Since we're friends, I'd like to invite you to the Divine Palace now. I'm sure you two won't refuse, will you?"

Gai Nie then asked, "I wonder what business Master Li has with us at the Search God Palace?"

Wanwan shrugged: "He said he recently mastered a peerless martial art called the Hundred-Step Flying Sword."

"But an ordinary sword simply cannot bear the weight of his unparalleled skill, so we need to borrow a famous sword..."

Gai Nie's head suddenly went blank, and his mouth gaped open!

A hundred-step flying sword?

This is the ultimate technique of my Guigu School!

Could Li Ping be a successor of my Guigu School?

Of course we should go and take a look!

Gai Nie nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble you to lead the way, young lady."

Gao Jianli was taken aback: "That's their stronghold!"

Gai Nie shook his head and said, "If they came to take your life, or simply to steal the sword, there would surely be more than just the two young ladies here..."

"That girl just now only showed killing intent, not murderous intent..."

……

As soon as Xiaomeng stepped into the Search for Gods Palace, she heard someone saying, "Gold represents hardness and indestructibility, while cinnabar represents perfection and unimpeded completion."

"The Golden Elixir is not an elixir made of metal or stone, but rather the innate true unity formed by the condensation of the three treasures of the human body: essence, qi, and spirit."

"Golden sand and fire combine, three to five become one, and the elixir of immortality is born..."

"Sages are not born in vain; they observe the celestial signs above, and these celestial signs advance and retreat, yielding and extending in accordance with the times..."

She turned her head and saw a Taoist priest giving a sermon to the disciples of the Search God Palace.

Li Ping often invited Taoist priests from Qingcheng Mountain to give lectures to his disciples, so that when they reached advanced levels of cultivation, they wouldn't be unable to understand the terminology.

Xiaomeng nodded slightly: "You've actually made some sense."

It seems that Taoism in later generations was not as bad as she thought.

She just stood there listening...

I don't know how much time had passed, but I suddenly came to my senses...

No, I came here to kill that bastard Li Ping, how did I end up here listening to a sermon?

She looked at Jin Bingyun: "Where is that bastard Li Ping? Take me to see him."

Jin Bingyun then took Xiaomeng to see Li Ping, only to find Huang Rong and the other two standing outside the training room.

Xiaomeng's aura surged, and she said coldly, "Li Ping, get out here and see me!"

Huang Rong and the other two were furious and were about to speak when Li Ping's voice came from inside: "It seems that Master Xiaomeng has arrived. No problem, come in and have a chat."

The door to the practice room opened slowly by itself, even without any wind.

Xiaomeng wasn't afraid of a trap at all, and walked in with Qiuli in her hand.

then……

Her feet froze in mid-air, as if frozen in place.

Qiu Li was drawn three inches from its sheath, but could not be pulled out again.

Her blood and energy surged backward, her mind went blank, and she couldn't believe what she was seeing...

She saw Li Ping sitting in a chair, disemboweling himself.

His hands were covered in blood, his abdominal cavity was completely open, and his heart, liver, spleen, and kidneys were being removed one by one and neatly arranged on a plate beside him. The organs were still pulsating slightly...

Beside him was a large bucket, from which fresh blood was gushing out and flowing into it…

Li Ping raised his head, his face pale, but he smiled gently: "Master Xiaomeng, please don't mind, I'm practicing my skills."

The tone was as if he were saying the weather was nice today.

Xiaomeng gripped Qiuli tightly, the veins on her hands bulging.

She had seen dead people, blood, and battlefields strewn with corpses.

But she had never seen anyone dismantle themselves into pieces with such a calm expression...

But no matter how immortal it is, it shouldn't be done like this!?

What the hell is this thing?

What kind of skill requires this kind of practice?

Li Ping looked down at his beating lungs, watching his open abdominal cavity desperately trying to heal on both sides, and sighed helplessly, "This is so troublesome, it's not easy to die now..."

"I have achieved Yang Shen, but I am still a little short of reaching the ultimate Yin."

"I didn't have enough time to rest and recuperate. With a great enemy approaching, I thought I should endure more tribulations and die more often so that quantitative change could lead to qualitative change."

"However, it seems that this is far from enough."

"I reckon it's because doing it myself isn't effective enough. I just wanted Rong'er and the others to do it, but they refused to chop..."

"I offended the master with my words before, so why don't you come and chop me up now? That would be a good way to vent my anger!"

"You can slice it into a slice, or you can slice it into lamb spine hotpot..."

As he spoke, he even raised his hand and pointed to his exposed chest: "This is a good spot to start. If you don't do it now, it'll heal again..."

Looking at Li Ping's open abdominal cavity, at the frantically writhing and growing granulation tissue, at the calm smile on Li Ping's pale face, and at the basin of blood still steaming behind him...

Xiaomeng took a deep breath, sheathed her sword, turned and walked out, then slammed the door of the training room shut.

She stood outside the door, her face ashen, her chest heaving violently. After a long while, she managed to squeeze out a single sentence through clenched teeth: "Madman...that damned madman..."

Don't be angry, Xiaomeng!

Don't get angry, don't argue with a madman...

Jin Bingyun was extremely surprised: "Senior Xiaomeng, what's wrong?"

Xiaomeng looked at Jin Bingyun, "Really? You didn't know?!"

Xiaomeng said, "This is a good thing! He's cultivating a profound technique; even a glance would be very beneficial. Why don't you go in and take a look?!"

I can't be the only one losing sanity!

So Jin Bingyun went inside, and Huang Rong and the other two didn't stop her...

Then, they heard Jin Bingyun exclaim in surprise.

Not long after, the training room opened, and Li Ping came out unharmed. Jin Bingyun was behind Li Ping, her face pale, glaring hatefully at the people in front of her.

Who is this person?!

Why didn't they stop me from going in to see something like this?

Li Ping was in a very bad mood. It seemed that undergoing more tribulations was completely pointless...

That really hurt!

All that pain for nothing...