Chapter - 42 Under Quanzhen Sect (5)

Guo Jing said, "There was no need for it."

Qiu Chuji replied, "Yes! My teacher knew her feelings and had to let her win. Who would have thought the senior's character was strange, she said, "If you let me win, then that means you have even less respect for me?" My teacher could do nothing else but to duel with her. The two then fought each other, a few thousand moves passed, my teacher did not use any powerful moves, and eventually it was hard to pick a winner. The woman said, "You are not using all your ability to fight, who do you think I am?" My teacher said, "It is hard to pick out a winner from dueling, how about we test our literature skills?? The woman said, "Fine. If I lose, I won't ever see you again so you can be in peace." My teacher then said, "What do you want if you win?? The woman's face turned red, and she couldn't reply; she eventually clenched her teeth and said, "You've got to give up your Living Dead Tomb for me to live in." The woman had a hidden meaning behind her demand, if she won, she would live with my teacher and be together. My teacher felt awkward, he knew his martial arts skills were slightly higher than hers; he would be forced to beat her otherwise he wouldn't have any more quiet days. So he asked her, "How are we going to compete."

She said, "Today we are both tired, we'll meet again tomorrow night." When it was approaching dusk, the two met again. She said, "Before we compete, we need to set a rule." My teacher said, "What rule do you want to set?" The woman said, "If you win, I'll immediately kill myself; I won't see you ever again. If I win you have to give the Tomb of the Living Dead to me, obey me forever and mustn't question anything. If you don't, you have to become a man of religion; I don't care if you become a monk or a Taoist. Whether you become a Taoist or a monk, you will need to build a temple and accompany me for ten years."

My teacher understood, "obey her forever" means that she wants me to marry her. If I don't and become a monk or a Taoist, I won't be able to marry another. But how can I win and watch you kill yourself? It is also hard for me to accompany you for ten years here." My teacher hesitated on his decision. The senior excelled in terms of looks and martial arts; my teacher was touched by her love, but when it came to getting married, they just weren't destined to. My teacher thought for a while, and eventually made his decision, and knew she would do what she had said. If she lost she would definitely kill herself, and decided no matter what they competed at he would let her win. He said, "Fine, as you said."

The woman said, "If we just competed in literature it would be too easy. We'll write some words on that stone using our fingers, whoever writes the best will be the winner."

My teacher shook his head and said, "I'm not a god, how can I use my finger to write on that stone?"

The woman said, "If I can then, you'll admit defeat?"

My teacher was forced to agree with no other option. He knew that no one on earth could do this and so exploited it and thought of a way that there will be no winner or loser, and the competition would end. He said, "If you've got the ability then I'll admit defeat. If you can't do it, there is no difference between us and we will not compete anymore."

The woman gave a laugh and said, "Fine, get ready to be a Taoist." As she said this, her left hand stroked the rock for a while, and after a while she said, "What should I write? Ah, the first hero who became a man of religion was Zhang Zhifang. He gave up his name and wealth, he's your ancestor." She then stretched out her right hand and extended her index finger, and wrote on the stone. My teacher saw her finger touch the rock, and dust flowed from the rock, she had carved a word, he had never been so startled in his life. She wrote the first part of the poem.

My teacher had lost and had nothing to say, he immediately moved out of the tomb and let her move in, and near the tomb he built a small Taoist temple; it was the predecessor of the Chongyang Palace."

Guo Jing also couldn't believe it, he extended his finger and traced the writing on the rock, the carvings were indeed written with a finger and said, "That senior's finger kung fu would indeed frighten people when they hear about it."

Qiu Chuji raised his head and laughed out to the sky, "Jing'er, this event could fool my teacher, me and now even you. But if your wife was here, she would not be fooled."

Guo Jing opened his eyes wide and said, "Is there some kind of trick involved?"

Qiu Chuji said, "Could it be? Who on earth has the best finger kung fu?"

Guo Jing said, "Of course it's Reverend Yideng and his "Solitary Yang Finger"."

Qiu Chuji replied, "Yes! But even with Reverend Yideng's finger kung fu, it would be hard for him to accomplish this feat on a piece of wood, how would he be able to do it on a piece of rock? And could someone else achieve this? My teacher became a Taoist and still could not figure out what happened. Later, your father in law Island Master Huang came and visited my teacher. He knew that he was a very intelligent man and so told him the events, and asked him to help. Island master Huang thought for a while and then gave a chuckle, "I understand. I have yet to complete this type of kung fu; I'll come back in one month's time." He laughed as he left the mountain.

After a month, Island Master Huang came back and went with my teacher to look at the rock again. When that senior wrote her poem, she ended it with "Raising people and raising books, the price is heavy?" Her meaning was that she wanted my teacher to have the same fate as Zhang Liang, leave the world and enter religion. Island Master Huang stroked the rock slab with his left hand for a while, his right hand stretched out and extended his finger and wrote a few words, he wrote everything from "Chongyang raised Quanzhen" to "Forever on Mount Zhongnan, a mist will linger"; he wrote to praise my teacher.

My teacher saw that the words were deep, and were exactly the same as what happened last time, and was even more startled and thought, "Huang Yaoshi's kung fu is definitely below me, how on earth did he managed to obtain such a powerful finger skill?" He was suspicious and extended his finger on to the rock and he managed to make a hole in it.

He then led Guo Jing's hand to where his teacher had made the hole. Guo Jing felt the mark, and put his finger in it, true enough, it was as if someone had made it with their finger. He thought, "Could it be that the rock is especially soft, and not like any other rock?" He generated chi in his finger and pressed into the rock, but he felt his fingertip start to ache, the rock did not move.

Qiu Chuji laughed, "Even the foolish little boy can't figure it out. Before the woman wrote on the stone slab, her left hand had stroked the rock for a while. She was actually holding a piece of small rock, and made the rock surface soft, within the time it takes to burn an incense stick, the stone slab would remain soft. Island Master Huang saw through the trick, and went away to find a suitable stone to do this and then came back to demonstrate this."