Master of Martial Arts, please enjoy a drunken revelry in the martial world.

Chapter 106 Ten Thousand Leaves Flying Flowers

"Brother Gu, have you met Elder Hong? And even learned the 'Regretful Dragon Ascending' move from him?"

Gu Qianbei mentioned his encounter with Hong Qigong, which greatly surprised Qiao Feng.

Gu Qianbei gathered his palm power, and a familiar dragon's roar suddenly rang out. Then, the wine in the cup condensed into a small water dragon, which hovered above the rim of the cup.

Upon seeing this, Qiao Feng's tiger-like eyes narrowed sharply.

"As expected, the dragon will regret its ascent! Brother Gu, you have excellent skills, to have cultivated this palm technique to such a level."

Such subtle control over palm force is something very few people could achieve.

Qiao Feng sighed deeply.

Although Gu Qianbei's cultivation level was far inferior to his, his mastery of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms was in no way inferior to his.

In some respects, he has even surpassed him.

Gu Qianbei smiled slightly, dissipated his palm strike, and the water dragon fell back into the cup.

These days, he used the state of being drunk for a thousand days to comprehend and cultivate his martial arts to perfection, so the control he showed was frighteningly high.

Currently, among those of the same rank, it's practically impossible for anyone to be his match.

Even Bai Zhantang, who was a level above him, had just been defeated by him.

"I heard the Beggars' Sect recently held a general meeting. Are you planning to attend, Brother Qiao?"

Gu Qianbei didn't dwell on that question too much, and instead asked another one.

"That's right. This Beggars' Sect assembly is the ten-year agreement between the Clean Clothes Faction and the Dirty Clothes Faction, to determine who will possess the Dog-Beating Stick."

Ten years ago, my master lost to Chief Hong, so the Dog-Beating Stick has been in the Dirty Clothes Faction all these years.

"I have come here to defeat the Dirty Clothes Faction, reclaim the Dog-Beating Stick, and fulfill my master's last wish."

"I see."

The conflict between the Clean Clothes faction and the Dirty Clothes faction of the Beggars' Sect has lasted for over a century. Although they are both members of the Beggars' Sect, their struggles have never ceased.

This is a difference in philosophy, just like the Sword Sect and Qi Sect of Mount Hua.

However, in Gu Qianbei's opinion, the sword qi dispute of Mount Hua was simply insane, while the dispute between the dirty and clean clothes of the Beggars' Sect was relatively more reasonable.

First, the debate over clean clothes versus dirty clothes did not escalate into a full-blown fight. Second, both sides had valid points regarding the concepts of clean and dirty clothes.

The sword qi dispute at Mount Hua is utterly absurd. Anyone who practices martial arts knows that to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, the true path lies in the unity of sword and qi.

Whether to practice swordsmanship first or internal energy cultivation first is a matter of personal talent. To fight to the death with fellow disciples over this is insane. This sect deserves its decline.

Closer to home.

"If Brother Gu is interested, you can go and take a look. The location is Junshan, and the time is in half a month."

"Okay. I'll definitely go check it out when I have time."

Gu Qianbei smiled slightly.

His "Looking at the Bright Moon" and "Concentrating Spirit Wine" were almost ready, and he was preparing to leave the capital to go to Junshan to see the excitement, which was not a problem.

Perhaps we'll even get to see Hong Qigong, whom we haven't seen in a long time.

Huang Rong is now the leader of the Dirty Clothes Faction, so she will definitely be going. Guo Jing might also have to go.

Just imagine the scene; it must be quite amusing.

By this time, Qiao Feng had finished drinking the Thousand-Day Intoxication, and the two had finished their conversation.

"That's enough for today, Brother Gu. I have important matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."

Qiao Feng rose, cupped his hands in farewell, and Gu Qianbei also rose, cupped his hands in farewell, and said, "Alright. See you again at Junshan."

"good!"

The two exchanged a smile and then went their separate ways.

night.

In front of Yunhe Temple.

"You're willing to come back?"

Wanwan glanced at Gu Qianbei with a hint of resentment, as if blaming him for coming back so late.

This strange atmosphere almost made Gu Qianbei think she had gotten married.

He composed himself and raised the roast duck in his hand.

"I brought you something delicious, it's still hot, would you like some?"

The aroma of roast duck assaulted Wanwan's nostrils, and the resentment on her face immediately vanished, replaced by a smile that turned her eyes into crescent moons.

"That's more like it."

On the roof of the pavilion, Wanwan and Gu Qianbei enjoyed roast duck and drinks, feeling incredibly relaxed.

"Judging by the time, my wine should be ready in two more days."

Gu Qianbei looked at the wine jar beside her with anticipation.

Wanwan's expression darkened for a moment, but then a smile returned to her face.

"Then I can leave this dilapidated temple in two more days. A month has really gone by."

Gu Qianbei looked at Wanwan's stunningly beautiful face.

"After the seal is broken, will you go straight back to the Yin Gui Sect?"

"We've been out for so long, of course we have to go back. What, you're reluctant to part with me?"

Wanwan's eyes darted around as she looked at Gu Qianbei with a sly glint in them, her tone carrying her usual teasing and flippancy.

This time, however, Gu Qianbei did not look away as usual. Instead, she met his gaze calmly and spoke in a low voice.

"A little."

Wanwan was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting him to agree so readily.

The next moment, her smile widened, and she took another half step forward, almost able to hear each other's breathing.

"What, could it be that you've really taken a fancy to this enchantress? It seems my charm hasn't diminished in the slightest."

Gu Qianbei rolled her eyes, stretched out her right hand, and gently flicked Wanwan's smooth forehead.

"Ouch!"

Wanwan recoiled in pain.

"He's charming, but he's also really annoying."

"Hmph! Just admit it, you've fallen in love with me after all."

Wanwan spoke confidently.

Gu Qianbei smiled faintly.

"I was only attracted to your good looks; I'm not quite in love yet."

Gu Qianbei extended his right hand, gently pinching his index finger and thumb together to indicate a distance that seemed both near and far, neither close nor distant.

"So what if I'm attracted to beauty? Beauty is a part of me. If you didn't have such a beautiful face, I wouldn't even bother to look at you."

Wanwan chuckled smugly, but whether she was being sincere or joking was impossible for others to discern.

Anyway, it's a pleasure to meet you.

Gu Qianbei ignored Wanwan's teasing words and instead looked at Wanwan sincerely.

Such a sincere gaze made Wanwan almost unable to look directly at him.

"That's so cheesy! I'm not listening anymore, I'm going back to sleep."

Wanwan turned and left, but her steps were somewhat hurried, as if she were fleeing in panic.

"Even a vixen isn't honest."

Gu Qianbei turned to look at the nearly full moon in the night sky, a faint smile curving her lips.

Two days later.

The full moon's light once again fell into the wine jar.

Gazing at the bright moon, it's done!

"Ding, congratulations host, you have successfully brewed 'Looking at the Bright Moon'. Reward: 'Ten Thousand Leaves Flying Flowers'."

Yin and Yang give birth to each other, and ten thousand leaves and flowers fly!

The Yin-Yang technique of the wood attribute can initially be used to control leaves to launch attacks, in the middle stage it can be used to conjure leaves with internal energy to launch attacks, and in the later stage it can be used to conjure thousands of leaves with internal energy to cut through gold and jade!

This is an extremely free and incredibly powerful martial art.

Suddenly, a long, obscure text flooded into Gu Qianbei's mind.

"Ten thousand leaves and flying blossoms flow, truly wondrous."

Gu Qianbei murmured to himself, stretched out his right hand, and green light emerged, condensing into a verdant leaf.