Chapter 30: Three Dus

Xiao Zhao's eyes were burning with excitement as she looked at the large returning elixir and small returning elixir.

If she took two of them, her martial arts skills would likely increase dramatically within a few days, and she might even be able to hold her own against the masters of the six major sects.

Unfortunately, the precious medicine had been covered in dust and had fallen into the hands of this wicked man, and there was probably no one in the martial arts world who could take it from him.

She certainly couldn't do it.

However, she immediately set her sights on the large piece of dark iron in front of her.

If she could get it and forge it into a sword, it could also greatly increase her martial arts skill.

Moreover, she felt that Li Xiu wasn't very interested in this cabinet, barely looking at it at all, which meant that she had a chance to get it.

With the Yitian sword, Li Xiu naturally had no interest in this large piece of dark iron, which would be difficult to move around.

Furthermore, dark iron is difficult to melt and forge, and they would have to search the world for an extremely skilled blacksmith to forge it into a weapon.

Even if they spent some time forging it into a weapon, it would still be unable to withstand the two swords of the Yitian sword.

There's no point in going to all that trouble.

Xiao Zhao was already eager to try and pull out the secret cabinet, but Li Xiu's words stopped her.

''I'm going to go to the Wuru Peak in the back of Shaolin temple to see the place where Damo meditated in front of a wall. Are you sure you want to carry it with you?''

Xiao Zhao knew that she couldn't change Li Xiu's mind, so she reluctantly covered the mechanism and decided to wait until Li Xiu left Shaolin before taking it away.

The thin-faced monk led the way, and Li Xiu and Xiao Zhao followed him to the Wuru Peak.

Damo, with his talent and passion, laid the foundation for Shaolin for thousands of years. How fearsome and respectful he was!

It's like Song Yuanqiao proclaimed the Miejue Sword Technique as the second best in the world. The prideful Miejue, who values reputation so highly, would immediately be thrilled at the praise.

She doesn't consider why she isn't the first in the world, because she knows she can't compare to Zhang Sanfeng.

And whenever someone exaggerates Zhang Sanfeng, the implication is always that Damo, as a barbarian from the Western Regions, is not even worth mentioning in comparison, and that Zhang Sanfeng is truly the greatest martial arts master of all time.

Why was Damo cast aside? Because everyone knows in their hearts that Zhang Sanfeng cannot compare to Damo in the martial arts world.

All people in the world are equal, Zhang Sanfeng is equal, and Damo is even more equal.

Zhang Sanfeng created the two unparalleled martial arts of Taiji Fist and Taiji Sword, but Damo has many superior skills from Shaolin, and any one of them practiced to the highest level is a master in the world. A few of them are top masters.

In addition, Damo also has the Nine Yang True Classic, the Muscle/Tendon Change Classic, and the more powerful Wash Marrow Classic.

In addition to thinking and artistic conception, Zhang Sanfeng comprehended the unity of yin and yang in Taiji, but yin and yang unity has been mentioned in many classics such as the Classic of Ethics and the Book of Changes, and he did not create it.

Damo alone founded the Zen sect, one branch of Buddhism. His thoughts and artistic conception may not be as high as Zhang Sanfeng's.

Despite this, Damo has never been praised by the public and is often mentioned. This is due to his identity issue.

Exclusion of this point will exist in any nationality or country, and it has both advantages and disadvantages.

Damo is a foreign Buddhist practitioner and is not a native of this dynasty, so naturally he cannot be compared to the native Taoist practitioner Zhang Sanfeng. It is natural for people to eliminate Damo's prestige.

Ignoring all biases, if you had to choose between the two to inherit their martial arts skills, how many people in the martial arts world would choose Damo and how many would choose Zhang Sanfeng?

The two most famous anecdotes about Damo are "Crossing the River with a Reed" and "Nine Years of Face-to-Wall Meditation".

Now that the place where Damo did his face-to-wall meditation is not far from Li Xiu, he naturally goes to see it.

Aside from admiring its style, Li Xiu is also curious about how the shadow wall was formed.

The mountain grass and trees were dripping with dew and the air was fresh, but the road was rough and difficult to walk on.

After walking for a while, Li Xiu and Xiao Zhao both realized that something was wrong - the thin-faced monk seemed to be lost.

"Hey, monk, have you been to Wuru Peak before?"

Xiao Zhao had been walking on the mountain road for a while and was already feeling a little tired. When she noticed the problem, she asked directly.

"Yes, I've been here before. Wuru Peak is right over there!"

Although he spoke confidently and pointed without hesitation, the thin-faced monk's face still betrayed a hint of panic.

Li Xiu fixed him with a steady gaze, and the thin-faced monk couldn't withstand the scrutiny of this ruthless man.

Ignoring the dirt beneath his feet, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Please spare me, sir! Actually, this humble monk only knows that Wuru Peak is somewhere in this mountain, but I'm not quite sure which path leads into the mountain."

"...then you don't seem to be of much use to me anymore."

Li Xiu had already decided to leave Shaolin after seeing Damo's shadow wall, but this thin-faced monk didn't even know the paths through the mountain and was therefore useless.

The thin-faced monk knew that when Li Xiu said this, it meant his death!

Now was the time to take a chance!

He rolled over and stood up, turning to run towards the dense jungle.

Li Xiu stood still, squinting his eyes and raising his finger to release a burst of genuine Qi from the Nine Yang's.

It shot towards the monk quickly.

"Bang!"

The thin-faced monk now had a bloody hole in the back of his head and fell straight down.

"Since you were of some use to me, I'll leave you with your full body."

Saying this, Li Xiu turned and walked towards the mountain with a normal expression on his face, and Xiao Zhao quickly followed.

Now that they knew exactly where Wuru Peak was, it was simple and only took some time to find the path.

After walking for a while, the mountain turned with the road and a flat area appeared.

As they approached, they noticed three ancient trees standing tall with three stone bases supporting small pavilions. The individuals inside the pavilions also noticed their presence.

Two black ropes shot out, stirring up the air and heading straight for Li Xiu, who was standing a little ahead. The other black rope went for Xiao Zhao.

When outsiders appear in the back of Shaolin Mountain and there is no abbot of Shaolin accompanying them, the first thought is naturally to capture and interrogate them.

Li Xiu's right fist burst with genuine Qi from the Nine Yang's s and fiercely pounded the black ropes coming towards him.

At the same time, he activated his body's protective Qi and used his skill to send Xiao Zhao a few meters away with the third black rope.

"Boom!"

The sound of the collision of internal forces echoed through the mountains and forests!

The two black ropes were both weakened by Li Xiu's genuine Qi from the Nine Yang's and flew away.

The remaining black rope lost Xiao Zhao and turned like a venomous snake, attacking the side of Li Xiu.

But Li Xiu coldly snorted, boldly drew his sword and swung it, using the Qi from the Yitian Sword to directly cut the black rope in two and drop it to the ground.

At this point, the two black ropes had regained their strength and attacked him again.

Li Xiu quickly retreated and sword Qi flew from his hands with his sword moves, tearing the two black ropes into fragments that scattered all over the sky!

Li Xiu stood still after he had consciously gotten out of the range of the black ropes, and casually waved his Yitian Sword.

"Amitabha! Who are you, sir? You are so young, but your martial arts are so strong!"

"And why are you here! Why did you sneak into my Shaolin Temple?"

After being decisively defeated by Li Xiu's sword, the three individuals who had previously exuded arrogance now humbly approached Li Xiu and asked him in unison.

Li Xu knew who these people were in front of him. They were the three Dus of Shaolin: Duye, Dujie, and Dunan.

The three Dus of Shaolin could understand each other's thoughts after sitting in meditation for 30 years, and could form the Vajra Evil Subduing Circle formation, which was extremely powerful.

Earlier, when Li Xiu was reviewing the Shaolin 72 secret techniques, he saw the Vajra Evil Subduing Circle and thought of these three people, but never thought he would unexpectedly run into them here.

However, Li Xiu didn't think much about it earlier because these three people were not his opponents and were not worth fearing.

If he hadn't run into them, Li Xiu wouldn't have gone out of his way to look for them and save himself some effort, but now that they have attacked him, he might as well take care of it.