[Leader of the Carefree Sect, Wu Ya Zi]
You are a little monk.
Or a little monk with a mediocre appearance?
I am Xu Zhu. Greetings, Senior.
Good boy,
kneel down quick
and kowtow.
Kowtow five more times.
This is the rule of our sect.
Get up.
Come over.
Sit down.
Senior,
I was born dull-witted.
I did not master the inner energy my master had taught me.
I feel embarrassed.
Very good.
You have a shallow skill in Shaolin martial arts.
That's good.
It will save me a lot of trouble.
Senior,
what... What is happening to me? Why can't I move?
I have dissolved Shaolin's inner energy in you with Divine Art of the Northern Darkness of our sect.
Sir,
did we have a grudge?
Why did you harm me?
Look at how impudent you are.
You didn't even address me as Master.
What?
When... When have you become my master?
You already kowtowed to me
and performed the discipleship ceremony just now.
You are very unreasonable.
You pulled me into this place.
I listened to you, and I kneeled.
I listened to you, and I kowtowed.
I listened to you, and I came up to you.
How could you cripple my martial arts skills as you wish?
Sir, let me tell you. I am a disciple of Shaolin Temple.
I will never join another sect.
I will never call you Master.
You are a young man with integrity.
Very good.
Mission accomplished.
- Sir? - Mission accomplished.
Mission...
Mission accomplished?
It has been 30 years.
I have been searching all over
for an intelligent and loyal disciple
to whom I can transfer everything I have learned
in these 70 years.
But it has been so hard to even come by one.
They are either intelligent but have a bad character
or have a good character but a poor wit.
It was destined.
30 years ago, I made a public announcement to look for the world's best talent
through the Zhenlong Chess Formation.
I knew I don't have much time to live
and pass down my martial arts skills one by one.
Hence, I have to look for a disciple
who is young, handsome, and talented.
Sir,
I understand how you feel.
Actually, there are many refined and handsome men in the world.
There are already two of them outside. One is Young Master Murong.
The other is Young Master Duan.
What about I get them in to greet you?
Just now,
I have transferred to you
my 70 years of inner energy
through the Divine Art of the Northern Darkness.
I have nothing left
to transfer to another person.
Sir,
you are saying
that you have transferred
all your inner energy
- to me?
Now,
try to hit the stone wall with a palm strike.
All right, sir. I will try it now.
Sir,
why does my palm strength has suddenly become so powerful?
Have I been possessed by the Devil?
Since you have not learned our palm technique,
your current inner energy
has only reached one-tenth of its full power.
I have 70 years of extraordinary cultivation.
Don't you
understand it now,
foolish boy?
Sir,
you have transferred divine martial arts to me?
Are you willing to call me Master now?
My disciple,
what are you doing?
You have transferred all your inner energy to me.
It is justified
that I regard you as my master. But I
grew up in the Shaolin Temple as a child.
I can't join another sect.
I want
to return your inner energy to you.
You no longer
possess Shaolin's inner energy.
You now possess
the 70-year divine martial arts of the Carefree Sect.
How could you not be my disciple?
The Carefree Sect?
Rides on heaven and earth,
governs the six elements,
and roams endlessly.
That is carefree.
No matter what,
I still
can't call you Master.
Please forgive me, Senior.
Good boy.
Since you insist not to call me Master
and join our sect,
I won't make it hard for you then.
Little Master,
I need a favor from you.
Would you agree to do something for me?
As long as it is not a wicked deed,
I will try my best to help you.
What do you mean by wicked deed?
I am a Buddhist.
I can't cause harm to others.
What if the person
has harmed
and killed countless lives?
Would you help me to eliminate him then?
Then, I will persuade him solemnly
to change his way.
What if...
What if he is
still obsessed and unawakened?
I will defend the right way by eliminating the devils.
Very good.
I want you to kill a person for me.
He is one of my disciples.
His name is Ding Chun Qiu.
He is known as Old Freak of Xingxiu
in the martial arts world.
Ding Chun Qiu is indeed a wicked man.
Eliminating the Old Fairy of Xingxiu will help us gain great merits.
But I have
poor martial arts skills.
I am not his opponent.
Poor martial arts skills?
Your current inner energy
is comparable to Old Freak of Xingxiu's inner energy.
But it is still insufficient to kill him with it.
Back then,
this renegade disciple of mine suddenly attacked
and thrown me off the cliff.
Fortunately,
my disciple, Su Xing He, managed to escape
from my renegade disciple's ears
by pretending to be deaf and mute.
Hence,
I could live for another 30 years.
Do you think this matter
is a blessing or a curse?
But it is still too early to judge.
However,
learning martial arts
may not turn out to be something good.
If I only learned
the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting but not martial arts back then,
I might be
living a happier life
now.
Good boy,
take this painting
and look for the lady in the painting in the Dali Kingdom's Wuliang Mountain.
She is keeping all the martial arts secrets
I have collected over the years for me.
You can learn from those secrets.
Tell the lady that you are my disciple,
and she will guide you.
You can master the skills then.
Sir, are you all right?
I have transferred all my 70 years of inner energy to you.
Do you still
refuse to call me Master now?
Master.
From now on,
you are my third disciple.
You must address Su Xing He
as Eldest Martial Brother.
Put
this ring on.
From now on,
you are
the new leader
of the Carefree Sect.
Sir.
Senior,
I am very sorry.
Although
you have known me for only a short time,
you have treated me with so much kindness
and thought very highly of me.
But I only possess
an ordinary talent.
I am not the right fit for the sect leader role.
I will most probably
disappoint you.
I hope
you will not take it seriously.