Chapter - 501 Grudges Over Three Generations (7)

Then suddenly his voice came from the forest in front, saying, "Miss Guo, my horse is not very fast, you must whip it harder."

Guo Xiang was extremely curious, wondering how he had gotten in front. When the horse caught up, she saw the monk taking huge strides forward. Guo Xiang whipped the horse and it moved faster, but it always remained several meters behind, not able to catch up. By this time they had already reached the main road north of Xiangyang. The horse was kicking up a lot of dust while Fawang did not stir any sand or dirt and moved like the wind.

Guo Xiang was in awe of him and thought, "If he didn't have this level of martial arts he wouldn't be worthy of Father's sworn brotherhood." She respectfully said, "Big Monk, you're an elder, you should ride the horse, I'll follow slowly behind." Fawang laughed, "Why should we waste time? Don't you want to find your brother sooner?" By this time the horse was losing its speed and was lagging further behind Fawang.

Now two horses appeared up in front in the distance. Fawang said, "Let's capture those two horses and ride them alternately so that we can move faster." After a while the horses came closer and Fawang stretched out his hands, saying, "Get down and walk!"

The horses were shocked and neighed, stopping immediately. The riders however had good riding skills and did not fall from the horses. One of them angrily said, "Who're you? Do you want to die?" He lashed out with his whip.

Guo Xiang happily said, "Big Head Ghost, Long Beard Ghost, don't fight, we're all friends!" The two riders were the Big Head Ghost and Long Beard Ghost of the Xishan Ghosts.

Then Fawang grabbed the whip and tried to seize it. However although the Big Head Ghost was small-sized, he had great strength and the whip was made of tough leather, so it did not snap even under Fawang's force of a few hundred jin. Fawang said, "Not bad!" and increased his strength, pulling the Big Head Ghost off his horse.

The Big Head Ghost got angry and threw down his whip and charged forward, wanting to fight with Fawang. The Long Beard Ghost said, "Brother, wait!" Then he said, "Miss Guo, why are you together with the Golden Wheel Monk?" Many years ago Yang Guo had gone to the Passionless Valley with Fawang, so the Long Beard Ghost (Fan Yiweng) recognized him.

Guo Xiang laughed, "You're mistaken, he's Reverend Zhu Mu Lang Ma, a good friend of my father. The Golden Wheel Monk is my father's enemy, so how could this be?"

Fan Yiweng asked, "Where did you meet him?"

Guo Xiang said, "I bumped into him not long ago. He said my father is dead, isn't that silly? He wants to bring me to see Big Brother now."

The Big Head Ghost said, "Quickly get over here. This monk is a bad person."

Guo Xiang became doubtful and asked, "Is he fooling me?"

The Big Head Ghost said, "The Eagle Hero is in the south, why is he taking you north?"

Fawang smiled and said, "These two midgets are talking garbage." He suddenly brought up his palms and struck them on the head.

For the past decade, Fawang had been training his "Dragon/Elephant Moving Skill" (Long Xiang Ban Lao Gong) and he had reached an unprecedented level in this fearsome skill.

The "Dragon/Elephant Moving Skill" has thirteen levels; the first being very easy and even an idiot could master it within two years with some guidance. The second is more difficult than the first and requires about three to four years. The third level is even more difficult than the second and needs seven to eight years. So the difficulty level increases exponentially for each new level. For the fifth level alone, it usually requires more than thirty years to master. This profound skill was created by some obscure monk but no one has actually passed the tenth level. This skill is so profound that it is nearly impossible to complete all thirteen levels unless one could live to a thousand years old. The creator himself only mastered it to the eighth level and could make no more progress as he had reached a dangerous obstacle which he could not overcome. During the Northern Song Dynasty, a monk who mastered the ninth level trained without rest and managed to reach the tenth level, but in his excitement he lost control (what some might call a 'fire deviation') and became insane, dancing crazily for seven days and nights before severing his arteries and dying.

This Golden Wheel Monk, however, is a prodigy and through his hard work and intelligence, he managed to break through the obstacle at the ninth level and reached the tenth level. This is an unprecedented achievement and no one will likely reach this level again. According to the description of the "Dragon/Elephant Moving Skill", each palm thrust out is equivalent to the force generated by ten dragons and ten elephants. He knew he might not be able to reach the next level but he felt he did not have any opponents under the sky so he thought it was unnecessary to master the eleventh level. That year when he was defeated by Yang Guo and Xiao Longnü's swords, it was the biggest defeat and insult in his whole life, so he trained relentlessly and now when the Khan is preparing to invade the south, he took this opportunity to come south and seek the Yang-Long couple for a re-match, hoping to avenge his bitter defeat.

Now when he struck out with his palms, the Big Head Ghost was struck on his arm and it broke immediately with a snap. Following that he was struck on his forehead and his brain was smashed in without even a sound and he died instantly. Fan Yiweng's skills were high and when he saw that the palm attacking him was lethal, he used the "Tuo Tian Stance" to block this palm, however it was too strong for him and he felt as though a thousand-jin force had smashed his back, so he saw everything turn black and he collapsed.

Guo Xiang was extremely taken aback and shouted, "They're my friends! Why did you hit them?"

Fan Yiweng spat out a pool of blood and used his last ounce of strength to get up and pounce on Fawang's leg, yelling, "Miss, get the hell out of here!" Fawang grabbed his back, wanting to lift him up and smash him down but Fan Yiweng risked his life to protect Guo Xiang, so he grabbed onto Fawang's leg for all he was worth. Although Fawang was incredibly strong, he could not get rid of him.

Guo Xiang was stunned and furious and immediately knew this monk was a evil man but she did not want to desert Fan Yiweng and escape alone. She placed her hands on her waist and coldly said, "Devil monk, how dare you commit this evil? Let him go, I'll follow you." Fan Yiweng yelled, "Just go! Don't care about…" Before he could say "me" he was dead.

Fawang lifted his body and cast it aside, laughing; "If you want to escape why not use the horse?" Guo Xiang had never hated anyone her whole life, even when Hou Du ambushed and killed Lu Youjiao she just grieved for him but did not hate Hou Du. But now when she saw Fawang being so cruel and brutal she could not help it but hate him and with hatred in her eyes she stared at him. Fawang said, "Miss, aren't you afraid of me?"

Guo Xiang said, "Scared…Of what? If you want to kill me just do it now!"

Fawang stuck out his thumb and said, "Good. A very brave girl, just like her father."

Guo Xiang gazed at him with rage in her eyes and wanted to burry her friends but she did not have any tools so she just carried the bodies and placed them on Fan Yiweng's horse and kicked the horse, saying, "Horse, please take them home." The horse galloped away.