Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 207: The Eagle of the Blue Sky (Part )
There is this master who uses the Dolo Leaf Finger.

To be cautious, the brother and sister lit torches and searched around Wulong Temple to prevent anyone from hiding in the dark.

After confirming that no one was hiding, he began to check the bodies on the ground.

You can identify which force they belong to by looking at their weapons, accessories, appearance, etc.

Some are recognizable, but some are very unfamiliar.

To the west of Wulong Temple, there is a special corpse next to the firewood ashes.

The man had a pale face and was wearing a white robe. There was a snake staff beside him and a gray cloth hat of a strange style.

The knot-like decoration on the top of the hat keeps winding up, resembling a poisonous snake.

Zhao Yuyan turned over his body to look for the fatal wound. When his back was exposed, a thin snake with black and white ring patterns suddenly emerged from his tattered robe. The snake's head was stained with its owner's blood and it hissed and spit out a black tongue!
This snake was very strange. It swept its forked tongue twice and immediately turned its head towards the siblings. It curled up its body backwards and gathered strength to attack.

The girl swept her sword and cut the poisonous snake into several pieces in the blink of an eye. The snake twisted and wriggled on the ground, bleeding and squirming. The snake's head opened and closed, but its ferocity remained.

You can tell at first glance that it is a ferocious and poisonous creature.

"look."

The young man glanced at the dead snake, picked up a whistle on the ground, blew off the dust on it, and handed it to his sister.

"This is a snake whistle."

The short whistle was spinning between the girl's two fingers, making a hissing sound. I guess if she blew it with her mouth, the sound would be clear.

"Sister, Zhao Shu will definitely use this."

"Although there are many more sects that use poison in the world, the Five Poison Sect is still the best among them, but there are not many sects that can use snake whistles to control and raise poisonous creatures."

"Looking at his attire, facial features, and weapons, he is obviously different from those apostates. He may be from the Western Regions."

The young man continued to recall: "There are records in some files in the secret room of Gusu Langhuan."

"When the Sun Moon Divine Sect was founded, it was able to include so many martial arts techniques because the founder of the sect discovered an incomplete inheritance and obtained part of the treasure house left by that great sect."

"And the origin of this great religion came from the Western Regions in the beginning."

"According to the records, there are also active Poison Sects in the Western Regions, such as White Camel Mountain. However, I heard that their inheritance was cut off and they withered away decades ago."

Zhao Fei listened to his words and looked at the bamboo whistle in his hand: "The most active sect in the Western Regions should be the Kunlun Sect. Other sects are rarely heard of."

"He is also a master of poison in the Western Regions. He is indeed rare."

"If he hadn't died, I would have liked to talk to him more."

Zhao Yuyan nodded, he had a similar idea.

"Speaking of Kunlun Sect, I heard that the two elders of Kunlun Sect have practiced the Five Heavenly Dragon Techniques to the peak, and have also derived sword energy in the snowy mountains."

"The old master Zhen Shanzi was known as the Sword of Heaven and Earth in his early years. I wonder if the Eight Styles of Cloud Dragon has also reached the pinnacle. If so, I'm afraid it will be able to stimulate the sword energy."

He showed a hint of anticipation: "The new leader of Kunlun is known as the One Word Flying Dragon Sword. He was taught by the two elders of Kunlun. I wonder if he has mastered the sword energy."

"Um"

"I'm probably still not as good as Daddy, otherwise he would have come to Hengshan to compete with me."

"The sword of the Kunlun master is still in the sword tomb of Shenfeng."

Zhao Fei lost interest and blew a snake whistle: "What's the big deal about losing the headmaster's sword?"

"The two elders of Kunlun have introduced sword energy into Yuxu Palace for twenty years. This inexhaustible wealth is far more than a sword can compare to."

"but."

"Ever since Dad's sword energy came out, there has never been a lack of debate about the release of true energy among new martial arts students."

"The sword energy can shoot thousands of times, it is the true energy that carries the air, using the air as the medium."

"It seems that it's easy to find the medium that carries the true energy in the Buddhist skills. For example, the Shaolin abbot's cassock demon-subduing skill combined with the Great Compassion Thousand-Leaf Hand, Master Fang Zheng can use a cassock to shoot out continuous palm power through the air."

"Those who seek shortcuts are staring at the great monks' kung fu."

She pointed to the body that had been pierced:
"This man's Duoluoye Finger is used in a peculiar way. It has extremely high penetrating power, and the blood mist that shoots out is accompanied by strong winds. In addition, this finger technique has been refined to perfection, and it has the ability to injure people from a distance. If this man's skills are more advanced, with his special method of breathing, he may be able to use finger power from a distance, which is almost the same as sword energy."

Zhao Fei looked at his brother through the torch: "Your Dou Zhuan Xing Yi is discounted when it comes to this kind of special internal energy. It is far inferior to Daddy's."

"so."

"You need to practice more."

Zhao Yuyan looked away and muttered unhappily, "Sister's requirements are too high."

"I'm only a little old, it's normal that I don't have the power of my father."

"When Daddy was my age, he might have been about the same as me."

After hearing this, the girl always had the lofty ideal of surpassing her father.

But he immediately glared at his brother.

"How early did you start practicing martial arts? Daddy was a fisherman in his early years. He didn't have the resources you have now."

At this point, Zhao Fei showed admiration: "You can read the martial arts of various schools in the Langhuan secret room. At that time, it was difficult for Dad to get a single martial art, but he became the best in the world in just a few years."

"If he wasn't such an amazing figure, how could my mother, who is so proud and arrogant, always look forward to him going fishing by the Taihu Lake?"

"To know"

"When my father was still a nobody, Master Mo used Dongfang Bubai as a goal to motivate him all the time."

Zhao Yuyan immediately showed a look of shame, and then said seriously: "Sister, you are right. I will work hard and learn more."

"Ah."

Zhao Fei said, "Originally we went south just to look for Zhao Shu, but now we have several more things to do."

"Panzhou relics, White Tiger Hall traitors, and the person who just used Shaolin's unique skills."

"You want to know about his mental method?"

"good."

She responded and glanced at the body of the Western Region poison master on the ground:
"The people of the Western Region Demon Sect seem to be at the forefront of the release of true energy, and have studied the unique skills of the great monks in depth."

"If we can learn from their methods, we may be able to practice sword energy sooner."

"You don't necessarily have to follow the ideas in the sword manual."

"That"

Zhao Yuyan hesitated for a few seconds and asked again: "There are many strange things happening in the Western Region Demon Sect. Should we tell Third Senior Brother about what's happening here? After all, he has gone south."

"You don't need to worry about it."

Zhao Fei turned around and said, "Maybe he came south to deal with these things."

"As soon as you send the letter, given Third Senior Brother's personality, he will definitely ask in person."

"At that time, it was very troublesome for both of us to get out of his sight."

Zhao Yuyan thought so too and didn't elaborate.

The two found a dry place and spent the night there.

Early the next morning, we rode onto the official road and continued westward.

Near Pu'an Prefecture, there are majestic and undulating mountains.

Wumeng Mountain lies across the state, winding like a giant dragon, protecting the land and water.

The water beside the road is clear. About ten miles east of the city, there are lush trees and bamboos, as well as several huge lakes. When there is no wind or waves, the lakes are like mirrors, reflecting the lush mountains and green trees.

The environment along the way is quiet and peaceful, in stark contrast to the murderous atmosphere of last night.

but
On the official road near Pu'an Prefecture, the sound of hurried horse hooves directly shattered the tranquility.

Business at wild inns and tea sheds at post stations suddenly became booming.

There are many martial artists carrying swords.

The traveling merchant caravans and gangs all hired a large number of men, and the bodyguards and guards all had solemn expressions and had already raised the banners of their sects and forces early on to avoid being harassed.

There are many heroes and villains in the world.

The closer you get to Pu'an Prefecture, the more rumors you hear.

Regarding the Panzhou inscriptions, there was also the bloody battle on the Guizhou-Yunnan ancient post road and Guanziyaowan a few days ago.!

To the west of Pu'an Prefecture, there is a huge manor called Wenshan Yiyuan. The garden is extremely luxurious, with water from the outer moat entering the garden through the water gate and flowing through the pavilions. This pavilion has many green bamboos, ancient plums, peaches, osmanthus, pines and willows, and is called the Zizai Shanshui Pavilion.

This is a wealthy family in Pu'an Prefecture.

The head of the family, Wen Tingrong, controls the largest Wenshan horse caravan in Pu'an Prefecture, and his herbal medicine business is a major business in the local area.

but
People are always greedy sometimes.

A few days ago, when he was leading the Wenshan Caravan back from Liangdu and passing through the ancient Guizhou-Yunnan Post Road, Wen Tingrong, relying on his large number of men and his own martial arts skills, became interested in the Panzhou relics that were being fought over by the people in the martial arts world.

So he was involved in the Battle of Guanziyaowan.

However, he misjudged his own strength and not only did he suffer many casualties, but Boss Wen himself almost lost his life.

It was because someone, while escaping, diverted the trouble to someone else and threw a damaged copy of the music score into his hands.

If it weren't for the help of a noble person that day, he would have died long ago.

"Yu~!"

"Yu~!"

There was a sound of horses being reined in at the gate of Wenshan Yiyuan. A middle-aged man in his fifties wearing a brown robe at the gate finally breathed a sigh of relief after looking at the person coming on the horse.

He is Wen Tingrong, the leader of the Wenshan Horse Gang.

"Old-timer!"

"Two heroes, I've finally got you here!"

The people who came were riding three horses, a white-haired old man with a noble demeanor, a middle-aged man with a simple and honest face, and a smart girl.

Wen Tingrong was able to save his life thanks to the rescue of these three people.

When they returned to Pu'an Prefecture together, he tried his best to invite the three to join him, but the other party did not give him face.

The reason he was able to get here today was all thanks to a strange letter that made his hair stand on end.

"Boss Wen, did you write this letter yourself, or was it given to you by someone else?"

The girl held a letter in her hand and waved it at him.

Wen Tingrong did not dare to show the slightest disrespect to the girl who had dismounted from her horse:

"My hero, how dare I deceive you."

"Besides, you three have saved my life, so you can't be ungrateful."

The old man showed no expression when he heard this, but the middle-aged man nodded.

Then he asked, "How did you find us?"

Wen Tingrong hurriedly explained: "My ancestors have been doing business here for generations and have many connections."

"I wouldn't dare to brag about other places, but if I were in Pu'an Prefecture, I could get a lot of gossip."

"I said goodbye to my three benefactors at the West City Gate. Although I don't know where they are going, as long as I give you a rough description of your appearance, my men will be able to find out."

He took a half step forward, clasped his fists and bowed, with a look of pain on his face:
"I was greedy for a moment and caused trouble. I regret it very much."

"After receiving this letter, Wen was unable to sleep or eat. I was at a loss as to what to do, so I had to take the liberty to disturb you."

Boss Wen was very humble.

Although he was not clear about the identities of the three people in front of him, after seeing them take action, he knew that they were martial arts masters.

Not to mention the unfathomable old man in front of him, even the heroic girl who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old had such amazing sword skills that made him drop his eyes.

I guessed in my heart that they were not an ordinary family, but most likely a powerful sect.

It's even a big gang that the Wenshan Caravan can't get close to on normal days!
Only with a profound foundation can such a successor be cultivated.

but
Since the three of them didn't bring it up, he naturally didn't dare to ask.

I have been feeling very anxious and worried these past two days.

Seeing the three of them face to face at this moment, my worries were slightly relieved.

The letter was quite threatening to him, and he didn't even dare to face it. But a great master wouldn't necessarily be afraid.

Moreover, since it involves the Panzhou carvings, I'm afraid that all the schools in Yunnan and Guizhou would not want to ignore it.

At the gate of the manor, the honest middle-aged man who was pulling the reins said slowly:
"Boss Wen, don't be so reserved."

"You gave the right letter. Since the other party specifically asked us to come after us, we naturally have to see what they can do."

The moustache on Wen Tingrong's lips twitched, and he was obviously very excited.

He thanked them repeatedly and felt that the Wen family was saved.

The young girl smiled and said, "There were so many masters on the Guizhou-Dian Ancient Post Road back then, and yet Gang Leader Wen was able to obtain the remaining incomplete score. This shows that the strength of the Wenshan Horse Gang is by no means ordinary."

"The leader of the gang has traveled all over Pu'an Prefecture, and now he has set up a dragon gate formation in Wenshan Yiyuan. Why should he panic because of a few scoundrels?"

Although I have some confidence in the strength of the caravan.

He was even quite proud of some of the Wen family's martial arts.

But
That depends on who you compare with.

In front of the big boss of the underworld, Gang Leader Wen dared not listen to such compliments.

He smiled bitterly: "Sir, you think too highly of me."

"It was dark that night, and I had just returned from Liangdu, so I had no idea of ​​the current situation. My eyes were blurry at the time, and I was thinking of trying to fish in troubled waters. If I had known that Guanziyao Bay was so dangerous, I would not have dared to wade into the muddy waters even if I had eaten a bear's heart and a leopard's leopard's courage."

As Boss Wen spoke, he slapped the back of his head with his big, thick hands, making a loud thumping sound.

It shows how much regret he has.

The girl smiled impolitely when she heard that.

She behaved freely and without restraint, which made Boss Wen feel a little strange.

According to common sense.
When traveling with elders, you should mostly observe etiquette.

The girl was unrestrained and didn't seem to care about the gazes of the two elders.

He shook his head secretly, thinking that there were so many sects in Yunnan and Guizhou, and there must be some strange ones that he was not familiar with.

Boss Wen smiled at the girl and bowed deeply to the old man standing behind him.

This white-haired old man means a lot to him.

He just made a simple move that day, but it was difficult to figure out.

Maybe
He is a person of the same level as the leader of the Red Sand Sect.

"My three benefactors, it's windy outside, please come into the manor and talk."

"please."

The middle-aged man was the most polite and also raised his hand to invite.

Boss Wen and a large number of guests from Wenshan Yiyuan came together to welcome the three people.

In Pu'an Prefecture, such grand ceremonies are rare.

But the three of them were obviously experienced in big events, and they were extremely calm when facing the Wen family’s grand welcome.

Looking at the expressions of the three people, Boss Wen became more certain of his guess.

suddenly
When I stepped onto the path in the village, I heard the girl laughing again:
"When Boss Wen handed us the incomplete Panzhou score, have you ever been curious about its contents?"

Gang Leader Wen was stunned for a moment, then responded, "It's better for me not to know."

The girl looked at his expression and said:
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it turns out that Boss Wen really didn't know the truth."

Upon hearing this, Gang Leader Wen's mind raced, and it took him a long pause before he understood the hidden meaning of the girl's words.

He is certainly not stupid, as he can make such a big business.

original
She suspected that she was in collusion with those who sent the messages.

This... Whose girl is this?

Although he is young, he has a lot of ideas.
……

(End of this chapter)