Chapter 859: Old Stories

There are so many things in the underworld that are hard to tell right from wrong.

So people in the underworld prefer to fight rather than talk things out, and the result is that the situation gets more and more chaotic and can't be solved at all.

When Li Chengxi saw this, he reached out to the refrigerator, and drinks and snacks flew over and were automatically arranged. He picked up a Coke and opened it to wait for the show.

This is much more interesting than a soap opera.

Although Xing Mukai was aggressive, Xing Muqing didn't say anything bad to him, but instead bowed with a little guilt.

"I haven't seen you for more than ten years. I'm sorry I didn't recognize you..."

"Don't try to get close to me. We are no longer relatives."

Xing Mukai snorted coldly:

"I came here today. I'm sure you understand."

"But..."

"Ten years later, by the Qinghe Lake. Don't tell me you forgot."

Xing Muqing opened her mouth and gritted her teeth and said:

"I haven't asked about the affairs of the martial arts world in Taohuawu for many years. Forget these rules."

"Hehe, you said you don't want to ask, so you don't want to ask? You can't quit the martial arts world. There are martial arts everywhere."

It sounds like there is an agreement, but I don't know the inside story, so I feel a little confused.

Xing Muqing bowed his hands:

"Mu Kai, the hatred of the previous generation should be settled in the previous generation. We shouldn't wait for him to finish...."

"It can't be settled!"

Before he finished speaking, Xing Mukai interrupted:

"Before my father passed away, he repeatedly told me to take back the orthodoxy of Taohuawu. How can it be settled with just one sentence?"

Good guy, there is also a hatred for killing my father?

That is indeed irreconcilable.

"Taohuawu is now a medical clinic, why do you have to force it?"

Behind Xing Muqing are not only disciples, but also a group of people who watch the fun. They talked about it, but it doesn't sound like they are saying good things about Xing Mukai.

After all, Taohuawu's reputation for curing diseases and saving lives is well known to passers-by. If you, a big and strong man, come here to make trouble, you will definitely be unpopular.

The onlookers don't care what your difficulties are. It's not against the law to criticize you from a moral standpoint.

Xing Mukai was a little happy to see Xing Muqing lowering his attitude, but when he heard the discussion, he was furious.

"Shut up!"

This loud shout was like a thunder in the sky, making people's ears buzz, and the people who were talking about it suddenly fell silent.

This person's internal strength is quite good, but I don't know what kind of skills he practiced.

Seeing that it was quiet, Xing Mukai snorted coldly:

"Since you don't want to fight, then hand over the Peach Blossom Fist Sutra and get out of Taohuawu. No matter where you go in the future, I won't ask."

"Absolutely not. This thing was left by our ancestors. How can we give it away?"

"This is not allowed, and that is not allowed. You want to take advantage of everything. Your family is acting like this, which is disrespecting the laws of our ancestors. Let's see the truth with your hands!"

Xing Mukai stepped aside, revealing a black lacquered coffin behind him.

If the army carries a coffin to fight, it means that the commander intends to fight to the death, but if someone looking for trouble in the martial arts world carries a coffin, it means that one person has to carry it back with the coffin.

This is basically the same as a life and death agreement, either you die or I die.

Xing Muqing was also shocked when he saw the coffin:

"Are you really not going to settle the old matter?"

"I said, hand over the Peach Blossom Fist Sutra and get out of Taohuawu, otherwise I will follow the rules!"

After saying that, Xing Mukai grabbed a corner of the coffin, lifted up the heavy coffin, raised his hand and smashed it in the direction of Xing Muqing.

Several disciples standing behind Xing Muqing hurried forward, but they were all hit by the coffin and fell to the ground with vomiting blood. Xing Muqing raised his palms and held the coffin head-on, but was also shaken back all the way by the huge force. He had to rely on the help of people around him to gently put the coffin down.

Apart from anything else, Xing Mukai is indeed quite strong. In comparison, Xing Muqing's kung fu can only be described as a mediocre one.

Seeing her take the coffin, Xing Mukai said:

"I will come again tomorrow and do things according to the laws of our ancestors. There will be a respected senior in the martial arts world as a witness. Don't say anything when the time comes. Let's go!"

Xing Mukai really took people away after he finished speaking, without even looking at them.

After they disappeared in the peach blossom forest, Xing Muqing spit out a mouthful of blood.

Just now, she was injured by the huge force, but she just suppressed it, but now she can't suppress it anymore.

"I'm fine, send the injured disciples to the doctor quickly."

She said she was fine, but her feet softened after she finished speaking, and she almost fell, causing a flurry of people around her.

It seems that Taohuawu is really in trouble.

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The injured were sent for treatment, and the people who came to see the doctor went back to line up. It seemed that nothing had happened, but in fact everyone was discussing what was going on.

Xing Muqing took a pill and practiced for several weeks to heal his wounds. His face looked much better.

"I'm sorry to make you two ladies laugh."

Yang Yiyi and Wu Shaoyi hurriedly said politely, but it was true that Xing Mukai, the head of the sect, was not very good.

"That man was so rude, what was the hidden reason? I am indebted to Taohuawu. If you have any difficulties, I will definitely help."

This was not very polite, after all, it was not easy to ask about other people's affairs.

But Wu Shaoyi finally found a doctor who might be able to treat him, so he didn't want to lose him, so he quickly said that he could help.

Seeing that Xing Muqing was a little hesitant, Wu Shaoyi said again:

"This lady Yang Yiyi beside me is quite famous in the martial arts world. If it is a misunderstanding, she can be a peacemaker."

Yang Yiyi also nodded beside him:

"It is better to resolve the grudges than to make them. If the misunderstanding can be resolved, I am willing to lend a hand to head of the sect Xing."

What she said was really unconvincing. She had clearly wanted to fight without waiting for anyone to speak.

Xing Muqing sighed heavily:

"To be honest, this is all old news..."

Then Xing Muqing explained to the two of them.

Anyone who can establish a sect must have something extraordinary, and Taohuawu is no exception.

The founder of Taohuawu was once a figure in the martial arts world. Later, he founded Taohuawu and stopped walking in the martial arts world, and then gradually disappeared.

The founder had four unique skills, internal boxing, medical skills, external boxing and beating skills.

These four skills were passed on to his two sons, and he left a boxing classic.

This was the fuse of the dispute.

The two sons were just like the sword sect and the qi sect on Mount Huashan. They all claimed that they were orthodox, and even went to the point of splitting up.

After arguing for a long time, they finally did things in the way of the martial arts world.

Beat them up.

Every ten years, the two parties who were originally from the same family would fight once, and the winner would live in Taohuawu and obtain the Taohua Fist Sutra left by the ancestors.

In terms of the winning rate, both sides had wins and losses. Although the smell of gunpowder was strong, they generally maintained the dignity of relatives, even though they had been considered relatives beyond the fifth degree of mourning for several generations.

This matter has become a tradition, and there was nothing wrong with it until that time ten years ago.

Xing Muqing's father and Xing Mukai's father got into a fight, and they were really angry, and they both showed their desperate skills.

The result was that Xing Mukai's father lost. Although Xing Muqing's father won, he died of severe injuries not long after.

This is why Xing Muqing took over as the head of the sect when she was young. It was a family-style sect, and if she didn't take over, no one would take over.

Perhaps, this is also why Xing Muqing was unwilling to ask about the affairs of the martial arts world, because fighting and killing would never end.