A moment later, he was not seen again.
Fu Giok Su was still staring into the juran with a dazed look. Unknowingly his heart shuddered.
The chasm was too deep and the sea beneath was so turbulent. He couldn't believe Tok Ku Bwee wasn't afraid of death, but the girl proved it to him.
Without Tok Ku Bwee, how could he force Song Ngo Lin to give up the knowledge of Tian Can Sinkang which he really wanted. Fu Jade Su's chest rumbled. Anger seemed to bubble up to the top of his head.
He threw a pair of Tok Ku Bwee's machetes into the abyss as well.
After he threw away the pair of machetes, he regretted returning. Why now his brain like not working. He had missed an excellent opportunity. If he showed a pair of Tok Ku Bwee's machetes to Song Ngo Lin and said that the girl was in his grip, of course Song Ngo Lin would believe him and he could force the young man to hand over the knowledge of Tian can sinkang to him. But rice has become porridge. Is it true that Thian really exists and is now demonstrating his power to make him believe? He felt like slapping himself in the face over and over again.
Of course Song Ngo Lin could recognize the machete as a weapon used by Tok Ku Bwee on a daily basis.
Isn't there a well-known saying in the world that says that the weapon used is a substitute for the person himself?
Usually he is very calm in the face of all problems. This time he can be so emotional and do not think long in completing the affairs. He himself became fixated on the spot.
Just at that moment, he heard the rustle of a fluttering sleeve. He quickly turned his head. He saw someone darting over with hasty steps.
The image of that person was familiar to him. His mind moved. The shadow of that person had already crossed in front of him.
His brows furrowed even more. He turned his body and watched carefully. The shadow stopped on the path above the mountains. It turns out that Fu Hiong Kun exists. He had just come down from the Wudang Mountains. From a distance he saw two people fighting. Therefore he quickly rushed to the place to see who the two people were and what had happened.
Fu Giok Su's image also seemed familiar to him.
Who? He suddenly thought of Song Ngo Lin.
"Lin Toako? Are you the one there?" he shouted involuntarily.
"Toako is correct, but unfortunately not She Song!" said Fu Giok Su while turning his body.
Hearing this one voice, Fu Hiong Kun's face changed greatly. When he saw Fu Jade Su approaching, his feet subconsciously took three steps backwards.
"Totally beyond your expectations, right?"
Fu Hiong Kun was very surprised. "Why are you in this place?"
"I wonder why you all keep asking the same questions. I'm Ciang bunjin Wudang. Can't I just go back to my own place?"
"Fu Toako, why is your mind never open?" asked Fu Hiong Kun with a sad heart.
"Is what toako said wrong? Song Liong tojin himself chose me as Ciang bunjin. Don't say that I am Ciang bunjin this one is fake."
Fu Hiong Kun became stunned hearing his words
That.
"Why are you alone in this place?" asked Fu Jade Su.
"I followed Yan gihu here. I don't have a place to live anymore anyway."
"Yan gihu? You raised that enemy as your father?" snapped Fu Jade Su.
"Jade Su koko, don't prolong this matter."
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"You call him so affectionately, have you forgotten that our Yaya died at his hands?" asked Fu Giok Su still with a snapping tone.
"This matter Yan gihu can not be blamed completely..."
"Shut up!" Fu Giok Su snapped then pointed his index finger at Fu Hiong Kun. "You are a person from Siau Yau, really. You come from the Fu family. Why do your words always defend other people?"
Fu Hiong Kun took a deep breath. "Toako..."
"Enough! I don't deserve such lovey-dovey titles!"
Fu Giok Su tried to calm his heart. "If you still think of me as a brother, you should have heard my words."
Fu Hiong Kun bowed his head deeply. A moment later he raised his head again. "Toako, were you the one who paid Tian Sat to kill Yan?"
"Yan lo kui (Old devil)!" Fu Jade Su said, laughing out loud.
Fu Hiong Kun's face changed greatly.
"So it was you who asked them to kill Gihu?" he demanded curiously.
"It seems that associating with Wudang-san's disciples makes your brain even duller. How could the Siau Yau people want to ask for help from Tian Sat. How strange..." Fu Giok Su's face turned iron green. "If the Wudang people accuse me like that, I'm still not surprised. But you are my younger brother. You were born in Siau Yau anyway.
Have you changed so much that you forgot how the people of Siau Yau behave?"
"If not Toako, who would it be?"
"I'm sure Tok-ku Bu-ti. He is a human who does not hesitate to use any means to achieve his heart's desire!"
Fu Hiong Kun breathed a sigh of relief.
"I don't care who, as long as you're not my toako!"
"What do you mean by that?"
Once again Fu Hiong Kun took a deep breath.
"I don't want Toako to do any more things that can harm many people. I don't want Toako to add to her sins. We already know about Xiao Rong's problem. I think Toako's fate is quite unfortunate. But if you could forget all the past events and start a new life , I believe Lin Toako will let you go. Even if not, I will beg him. He is a man with a big heart. I believe he will let you go."
Fu Jade Su laughed coldly repeatedly.
"Oh yeah, if I'm not mistaken I saw Toako hitting on someone in this place?" asked Fu Hiong Kun who remembered his original purpose.
Fu Giok Su nodded his head reluctantly.
"Who was the one who ran into Toako just now?" asked Fu Hiong Kun with a probing look.
"Tok Ku Bwee!" said Fu Jade Su frankly.
Fu HiongKun's face changed greatly. "Cici? Why is she walking this way again?" Fu Hiong Kun rolled his eyes. "Where are the people now?"
"It seems that there's no one you don't consider a friend, except for your own family," sneered Fu Giok Su.
"Toako, don't play games. Where is Cici now?" asked Fu Hiong Kun with a panicked face.
"He was already beaten by me into a ravine behind you." replied Fu Giok Su with half closed eyes. He looked so calm as if Tokku Hong's fall into the abyss was not a matter of concern.
Fu Hiong Kun was very surprised. Quickly he turned his body and rushed to the edge of the cliff. He looked down. His face immediately turned pale.
A moment later he looked again at Fu Giok Su. His eyes stared inquiringly. “Toako, is what you said true?”
"Of course it's true. Why should I admit something I didn't do? It's not my habit," Fu Giok Su said calmly.
Tears began to expand in Fu Hiong Kun's eyes. "Toako... !" He shook his head violently. His mouth moved as if he wanted to say something but canceled it.
"Tok Ku Bwee is Song Ngo Lin's sister. After all, she is also the daughter of Song Liong tojin. They are all our big enemies. What's wrong if I can kill them all?"
Fu Hiong Kun kept shaking his head.
He couldn't say a word.
"It's great that we met at this place. Come on, you come with me. Let's think of a good way to kill Song Ngo Lin!" said Fu Jade Su next. He took one step forward.
Fu Hiong Kun even retreated again. He was very surprised to hear Fu Giok Su's invitation. He looked at his brother with a sad look. "Toako, I beg you not to do things that harm other people anymore. Think about the consequences you will receive."
"Is taking revenge also an evil deed? We're only giving back what he gave us!"
"You killed his father. Now even his sister also died because of your actions. Toako, don't you think that your actions have crossed the line?"
"Good!" Fu Giok Su glared at Fu Hiong Kun. He laughed coldly repeatedly. “If you really like this place, then stay here. Just follow that human she Song. I wonder if he will treat you well?"
Fu Giok Su didn't care about Fu Hiong Kun anymore. He stepped slowly. Unknowingly Fu Hiong Kun chased him. "Toako... !"
Hearing the call, Fu Jade Su turned around. Suddenly he shot forward and grabbed Fu Hiong Kun's hand. The girl was very surprised. He tried to rebel, but there was no way his strength could match that of Fu Jade Su. What's more, it happened so fast. He didn't expect Fu Jade Su to do this at all. "Toako..." he called again.
"You must come with me!" Fu Giok Su snapped while pulling Fu Hiong Kun's wrist and running away from that place.
Toako, let go of my hand... !” shouted Fu Hiong Kun in a pleading voice.
But how could Fu Jade Su ignore it. He kept dragging her as he ran as fast as he could. Fu Hiong Kun's tears flowed profusely. He knew how stubborn Fu Jade Su was.
Even though he was his own younger brother, Fu Giok Su did not hesitate to use him to suppress Song Ngo Lin. Previously he deliberately came down from Wudang-san to look for Fu Jade Su. He wanted to ask if it was Fu Jade Su who asked Tian Sat to kill Han Song.
Unintentionally he can meet his brother at the foot of the mountain. And now he was sure that it was not Fu Giok Su who asked Tian Sat to kill Han Song. But with him falling into the clutches of his brother, what he will do may be no less terrible than killing his adoptive father. How could his heart not be sad thinking about all that? Moreover, Fu Giok Su has admitted that he was the one who killed Tok Ku Bwee. When Song Ngo Lin found out about this incident, he did not dare to hope that the young man would just let his brother go.
This matter was no different from Han Song's death. How should he explain it to Song Ngo Lin? Considering the trouble he was about to face, his heart was even more depressed. Finally he did not rebel anymore. It was in vain that he exerted his strength. There was no way he could get away from Fu Jade Su. He didn't say anything else either. He let himself be dragged away by his brother.
Her tears continued to flow like a heavy downpour.
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Finally Han Song was cremated. Song Ngo Lin's tears were still flowing. Right now he was still blaming himself. If he didn't go, of course Han would probably not have been killed. Even though Cung Kok and his other martial brothers continued to comfort him with
said that if he was in Wudang-san, Tian Sat would also have another way to kill his Supek.
At that moment the Wudang disciples knelt behind him. Neither of their faces showed their sad feelings. Their impression of Song Ngo Lin had changed a lot. Now they realized how noble this young man's heart was.
Song Ngo Lin never questioned anyone who had insulted him in the past. He never even brought it up again. Basically in Song Ngo Lin's words, all the humiliation he had endured at Wudang-san was a fond memory.
After kneeling for a long time, Song Ngo Lin suddenly stood up and turned his body around. "When will Tok-ku Bu-ti determine the time of the fight?" he asked with a rumbling chest.
"Twelve month day one." Cung Kok handed back the challenge letter he had given to Song Ngo Lin. He felt a bit strange why Song Ngo Lin could forget the date stated in the letter. But a moment later he began to understand. It must have been at that time that Song Ngo Lin's heart was in a panic hearing the news of their supek Han's death.
Song Ngo Lin accepted the challenge letter and read it carefully once again. "Han supek's death may be the work of Fu Giok Su, but Tok-ku Bu-ti also has the same big possibility."
"Ngo Lin, what do you think?"
"Let's solve this challenge. When the time comes, I will ask until it's clear. If it wasn't Tok-ku Bu-ti's doing, it would have been Fu Giok Su who did it. If that's true, I won't just let that person go!" said Song Ngo Lin as he clenched a pair of fists.
"Are you going to accept Tok-ku Bu-ti's challenge?" asked Cung Kok again. Now his relationship with Song Ngo Lin is very close. He even called him by the name Han Song used.
"No way no! I have to accept the challenge!" Song Ngo Lin crumpled the challenge letter until it fell apart. "Anyway, on the first of the twelfth month, the debts between us and Tok-ku Bu-ti must be settled!" Done said. Song Ngo Lin turned his body back. He worshiped three times in front of the Han Song cremation.
The eyes of the Wudang disciples focused on Song Ngo Lin. Their hope also lay solely in the hands of the youngster. After all, on the first of the twelfth month to come, the debts between Bu-ti-bun and Wudang must be completely settled.
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Tok-ku Bu-ti's dragon head stick has been completed. The two carpenters who helped work on it looked at Tok-ku Bu-ti with hopeful eyes. The old man didn't care about them. He took the dragon head staff to the back of the house where there was a small garden. There he wielded the dragon head staff at its fullest. A light glowed from the sweep of the stick. The sound of the wind it generated was howling.
The two builders who were peeking behind the door looked on dumbfoundedly. They glanced at each other briefly. Without agreeing beforehand, they immediately took a thousand steps to leave the house. To the extent that the tools they used to make a living were abandoned. They are not to blame. These tools can still be made or purchased at any time, but each of them only has one life.
So far, Tok-ku Bu-ti has never engaged them in conversation, except to ask about the results of their work.
The awesomeness of the old man's face made their hearts shudder especially the look in his eyes that were so cold. They don't consist of people from the kangouw world, they don't know who Tok-ku Bu-ti is. If only they knew, their hearts would be even more afraid.
Tok-ku Bu-ti has stopped his movement. He looked at his dragon head staff with satisfaction in his eyes. He knew the two builders were gone. But he had no intention of killing them. He returned to the room and sat cross-legged to gather his pure air. In a few days he had to climb Wudang-san to fulfill his battle agreement with Song Ngo Lin. His enthusiasm must be maintained so that his stamina is in peak condition in facing the upcoming battle.
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Early morning. The twelfth month of the first. The snow covered the entire ground like a white carpet.
This snow had covered the entire Hong Teng Jade for a day and a night. The longer the layer the thicker. When the eye looks, in the entire area only white is visible.
The wind was blowing hard. It was snowing heavily. But it seemed that neither Tok-ku Bu-ti nor Song Ngo Lin cared about the cold weather at all. They stood facing each other three fathoms apart. They were like two stone statues standing firm and unmoved by the blizzard.
When Song Ngo Lin arrived at the place, Tok-ku Bu-ti had been waiting there for quite a while. He was wearing a suit of fur coat. One look and you can see that the clothes are brand new. Her color was fiery red, her hair was tied with a gold bracelet, her hand was holding a dragon head staff.
Her make-up was not at all different from two years ago when she fought Song Liong tojin. Only the authority displayed on his identity is far different.
Song Ngo Lin was wearing black clothes. He also wears a black outer coat. There was nothing special about this young man. Basically Song Ngo Lin is a simple person. She never looked extravagant even though she could afford enough to buy expensive clothes.
Even so, the authority that radiated from him was not inferior to Tok-ku Bu-ti. In fact, his eyes were much sharper than Tok-ku Bu-ti's own. There was only sadness and anger contained within.
The two of them stood facing each other silently. As if testing each other's mental strength. About half the gain later. Finally Tok-ku Bu-ti also spoke first.
"Song Liong can have a son like you, in the afterlife his life must be very calm!"
Song Ngo Lin's reaction was very flat. "The time has come."
"You don't want to ask anything?"
"Do you have anything to do with Han Supek's death?"
"I asked Tian Sat to kill him!" Tok-ku Bu-ti admits it frankly.
Song Ngo Lin's brow furrowed. "Actually you are also a manly man."
"A person in a fit of rage can do anything. This is forgivable."
Song Ngo Lin laughed coldly.
"If I don't tell you frankly, before long you will know it too."
Tok-ku Bu-ti's serenity is truly amazing. "Because, even though I asked Tian Sat to kill Han Song, I don't have the money to pay for the labor they have expended. For those who are in debt to them, Tian Sat has its own way of dealing with it."
"How?"
"They'll pay with that person's own life!" It was unexpected that Tok-ku Bu-ti had the courage to say everything so openly.
"They were able to kill Han Supek of course they can also kill you.
That's why you challenged me to fight in this place," said Song Ngo Lin.
"Not wrong!" Tok-ku Bu-ti stroked his beard. "Three times in a row I fought your father, Song Liong tojin over this Jade-hong-teng. All of those fights were honest. You don't need to worry that I will use underhanded means against you."
Song Ngo Lin just laughed coldly.
"But this time my way of life is really deadlocked. I will definitely put all my effort into fighting you. Even though you have succeeded in cultivating Tian can sin-kang, you should be a little careful."
"I didn't expect that your heart could suddenly become noble."
"Once in a while there's nothing wrong with doing good!"
"Thanks for your warning!" replied Song Ngo Lin in an unusually calm tone.
Tok-ku Bu-ti nodded his head. "Will you give me an answer if I ask you one question?" he asked seriously.
Song Ngo Lin nodded his head. "Please ask."
How is Bwee ji now?
The corner of Song Ngo Lin's eyes twitched at the question. "I don't know. I haven't seen him since that night."
Tok-ku Bu-ti took a deep breath. He raised his dragon head staff. "Please!"
Song Ngo Lin immediately drew his sword. He shook the sheath of the sword in his left hand. The sheath of the sword immediately turned into a stick. Tok-ku Bu-ti let out a long whistle. Like a blaze he rushed towards Song Ngo Lin. The snow that covered the ground surface was scattered by its powerful crash. Its strength was truly staggering.
At the same time, Song Ngo Lin also whistled loudly. He lunged at Tok-ku Bu-ti. The dragon head staff and sword clashed. A flash of light flashed a voice: "Trang! Trang! Trang!" The clash of the two weapons sounded incessant.
The dragon head stick in Tok-ku Bu-ti's hand swept incessantly. The sound of the wind he caused was rustling. The sword in Song Ngo Lin's hand was no less powerful. One movement of his sword greeted Tok-ku Bu-ti's attack nine times. His strength is no less great than Tok-ku Bu-ti.
Basically, Song Ngo Lin's martial arts skills are higher than Tok-ku Bu-ti. He just lost experience. This is understandable, in the kangouw world, Song Ngo Lin is still a little boy, while Tok-ku Bu-ti is his grandson. I don't know how many battles between life and death he has been through. He has mastered the battlefield well.
Snow sprinkled around the place splashed wet the bodies of the two. From a distance it looks like small animals dancing. The bodies of the two people flashed together. The longer the faster. It looks like spirits on the prowl. Their bodies turned into shadows.
Ordinary people watching the fight would have thought that the bodies of the two would soon melt into snow as well.
"Trang!" There was a deafening crash. The bodies of the two immediately separated.
Tok-ku Bu-ti's face was as white as a sheet of paper. It turned out that his dragon head staff had been severed into two pieces. On the other side, Song Ngo Lin also stood up straight with a pale face. His sword was also snapped into three pieces.
Without agreeing beforehand, both of them threw their respective weapons that had been strung onto the snow.
Tok-ku Bu-ti's body moved again. A pair of palms folded in front of the chest. Her pure eve had gathered. The clothes covering his entire body suddenly stiffened. Gradually his palms turned red. There is no doubt that he has exerted his great Mit kip sinkang.
In fact, the knowledge that Tok-ku Bu-ti learned was called Mit kip mokang (Demonic science, broken derivatives).
Song Ngo Lin's pair of hands were also folded together. His previously pale face was slowly turning dice. He has also used his powerful Tian Can skill. There was a loud scream from both of their mouths.
Their bodies moved at the same time. Both of them shot through the air and two pairs of palms clashed together.
"Blammm!!" Right at that moment, a thunderous crash was heard.
The earth seemed to shake. Snow scattered everywhere. The weather changed instantly. So intense was the clash between the two people that their thunderous voices could be heard by the Wudang disciples who were waiting below with tense hearts. They knew both of them were already in the peak of the battle. Win or lose, now is the time to decide.
Both Tok-ku Bu-ti and Song Ngo Lin were blown three fathoms away. Their bodies rolled on the white snow. Tok-ku Bu-ti's face was white for a moment and would soon turn red. It seems that fresh blood will spurt from all five senses. His mouth was already spitting out a thick clot of blood.
Song Ngo Lin's face turned iron green. His chest rumbled, his breath hitched. A few moments later, things were back to normal. Tok-ku Bu-ti returned to vomit blood for the second time. His body instantly flashed. His palm slammed forward.
Song Ngo Lin did not expect the attack to come. He saw that Tok-ku Bu-ti was in a bad state. Nervously he stretched out his palm to welcome Tok-ku Bu-ti's attack. His nose smelt the stench of blood. Tok-ku Bu-ti's attack was more intense than before. Song Ngo Lin's body shook back one step.
Tok-ku Bu-ti's mouth spewed blood continuously. But it seems that person really was reckless. A pair of palms as fast as turning slammed forward.
"Demonic art destroys the body!" cried Song Ngo Lin in his heart. He was so shocked. He mustered all his strength and met the terrifying attack of Tok-ku Bu-ti.
Tok-ku Bu-ti launched attacks thirteen times in succession. A pair of palms hit alternately. Once they pitted against each other. Two pairs of palms pressed against each other. Blood continued to flow from Tok-ku Bu-ti's mouth, nose, eyes and ears.
The situation is really scary. Completely not in human form anymore. The bones all over his body gave out a heart-chilling crunching sound.
Song Ngo Lin's guess was right. Tok-ku Bu-ti has indeed used demonic knowledge to destroy the body, which is the last move of Mit kip sinkang. This knowledge is actually a science that can only be used when the person who exerts it is determined to invite their opponent to die together. Because once this knowledge is deployed, that person will surely die gradually with blood flowing out from all of his five senses and the bones in his body will be broken. How could anyone possibly live in such a state.
But by exerting this knowledge, that person can also multiply his inner strength to twice the usual. This proves that Tok-ku Bu-ti is determined to invite Song Ngo Lin to die together.
Song Ngo Lin did not dare to move. Also unable to move. He kept deploying Tian can sinkang to block Tok-ku Bu-ti's reckless attack. He felt the inner energy emitted by Tok-ku Bu-ti getting stronger and stronger.
Right at that moment, the snow that covered a large boulder scattered. It turned out that the ground in front of the rock had opened wide and created a large hole. Fu Jade Su's body shot out of the hole.
He was like a venomous snake hurtling towards Song Ngo Lin. His pair of palms struck with full force.
At that time Song Ngo Lin's condition was very precarious. He was unable to stretch out his hand to block the attack. He had to face the devastating attacks of Tok-ku Bu-ti. His body also could not be moved. If only he had moved a little. The collar of his Tian can martial arts will definitely be broken and at that time Tok-ku Bu-ti will definitely use a good opportunity to hit him.
If Song Ngo Lin had been hit by Fu Jade Su's palm strike, the result would have been just as dire.
Apparently Fu Giok Su had been waiting in the hole he had made from an early age. He's been hiding there for about three times. It was precisely this kind of opportunity he had been waiting for.
He also calculated that under these circumstances Song Ngo Lin would definitely not have the chance to dodge the attack. Therefore, he did not waste this golden opportunity to support Song Ngo Lin.