The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 92: The Final Battle at the Top of Huangshan Mountain (I)

When Wang Wen leisurely rode the cow to the top of the mountain.

The large Si Tianwei army behind them finally caught up to that flat winding mountain road.

Xu Ergou, who was riding a horse, immediately saw the corpse of the flashy man in white clothes outside the pavilion. Seeing that the man was dressed in extraordinary clothes and had a beautiful jade hanging around his waist, he turned around and shouted loudly: "Stone, stone..."

Yu Shitou, breathless, squeezed to Xu Ergou's side and clasped his fists, saying, "Brother Dog."

Xu Ergou said nothing, but just pointed at the corpse quietly.

Yu Shitou understood and immediately trotted towards the body and began to search the body with swift hands and feet.

Xu Ergou turned his head and glanced around, his gaze fixed on a bowl-sized cow hoof print at the edge of the waterfall. After a moment's thought, he turned and walked towards the Hangzhou Astronomical Observatory Shao Xiaguan, who was traveling with him. He clasped his fists and said, "Master Zhang, why don't we let the brothers catch their breath and rest here?"

Captain Zhang hesitantly looked at the Maoshan disciples and others who were traveling with him.

Taoist Ji Liang, who was among the crowd, looked up at the sky, calculated the time and distance with his fingers, and was the first to speak: "Thanks to Uncle Wang paving the way, we arrived here more than half an hour earlier than scheduled, so we still have plenty of time."

The other Maoshan Taoists nodded in agreement after hearing this.

Captain Zhang heard this without hesitation and said in a loud voice, "Brothers, rest here for a quarter of an hour!"

Upon hearing this, the exhausted and pale Si Tianwei all sat down on the spot as if they had been pardoned, took off their helmets and gasped for breath.

Even if an ordinary person travels lightly up the mountain, by the time he gets here he would probably be so tired that his legs would be shaking and he would be seeing stars.

Not only did these Sitian Guards wear armor weighing fifty or sixty kilograms, they also had to fight the enemy all the way and overcome difficulties and obstacles along the way. Even though they were elite soldiers who had practiced martial arts for many years, they were almost reaching their limit.

That is the Si Tian Wei. If it were any other army, even the border troops that have been fighting with foreign races all year round, they would probably be defeated halfway.

Because the main body of the Sitian Guards of the current Sitian Observatory in various places are brave soldiers carefully selected from the border troops in various places.

The rest were almost all rough and tumble warriors like Wang Wen and Xu Ergou who joined the army with their skills.

In terms of individual combat effectiveness, the overall level of the Sitianwei is definitely far higher than that of border troops in various places!
"Don't lie down, sit up..."

Captain Zhang wandered among the scattered Si Tian Guards, slapping them with his sheathed sword as they gasped for air. "Everyone, get a pot of water, soak the vinegar cloth, and drink a bowl!"

Xu Ergou, who was greeting his brothers, heard this and hurriedly shouted, "Master Zhang, please let the brothers rest for a while... Wu Liuer, take a few brothers and hurry up to light a fire and boil some water!"

Captain Zhang hesitated and glanced around, without saying anything, he continued to beat the Si Tianwei lying on the ground one by one, forcing them to stay sitting.

He was born into a Northeastern Frontier Army, and had spent years fighting against the Khitan barbarians on the vast plains. The Great Zhou had few horses, so they had to race against the Khitan barbarians' warhorses with their legs. So he knew that after a long journey, one couldn't lie down. If one did, one would either be unable to get up, or if one did, one would suffer from back pain all over the body, and in severe cases, even losing the ability to hold a knife...

They have just gone through the easiest part of the journey, and the real life-and-death battle has not yet begun!
Xu Ergou glanced at the pale faces of his comrades, and his heart felt heavy as if someone had stuffed a huge stone into his chest.

During the attack on the mountain, the large army had dispersed most of its troops and rushed to various peaks. At this moment, there were only less than 500 people left on the winding mountain road.

However, these 500 men had to rush to three hilltops separately to fight against the White Lotus Sect demons who had gathered superior troops and were guarding the hilltops, waiting for them to tire themselves out.

When they left the camp, there were nearly five thousand soldiers and horses.

I don't know how many of them can still return alive...

He was well aware of this.

He knew that his fellow comrades had the same thoughts as Ming Jing'er.

At that moment, Yu Shitou returned carrying the white jade guqin from the pavilion. With a serious expression, he approached him and whispered, "Brother Gou, something terrible has happened!"

Xu Ergou looked at the white jade guqin in his arms in confusion, wondering how much it could be worth. "What's going on?"

Yu Shitou said nothing, but just stuffed a palm-sized pure gold token into his hand.

Xu Ergou turned the token over and took a look at it, and saw that one side of the token was engraved with two lines of large characters "White Crane King Ding Yu", and the other side was engraved with two large characters "Ming Cult".

He was shocked and cried out, "What the hell? Is this guy the White Crane King of the Ming Cult?"

Yu Shitou replied thoughtfully, "Isn't it? Isn't this the White Lotus Sect's business? Why is the Ming Cult also interfering?"

The Mingjiao was originally called Manichaeism. It was introduced to the Central Plains during the Tang Dynasty and flourished during the Wu Zhou period. It is one of the three major foreign religions in the Central Plains.

Later, during the Tang Wuzong's anti-Buddhist period, it suffered heavy losses from the imperial court. The remnants fled to the southeast coast, changed their name to the Mingjiao, and then began to revive during the reign of Zhou Shizong, and spread widely in the south of the Yangtze River.

The Ming Cult has a disorganized structure, a mixed group of members, and acts in a way that is both good and evil. Its reputation in the martial arts world is much worse than that of the Beggars' Sect, which is also full of bad elements. It is only slightly better than the White Lotus Sect, which has completely gone astray.

Although the Cao Gang and the Ming Cult have never had any dealings, they all make a living in the same place in Jiangnan. Of course, Xu Ergou and other Cao Gang disciples have heard of the name of the Ming Cult, including the names of the Ming Cult leader, the left and right protectors, the Four Heavenly Kings and other powerful men. These names are all well-known!
"Snapped."

Xu Ergou slapped Yu Shitou's head sideways. "Haven't you heard of snakes and rats running together? Why do you care where they go? Is that something we should worry about?"

Yu Shitou rubbed his head, feeling that what he said made a lot of sense: "Then why are you so startled?"

Xu Ergou looked at him in shock: "This is the White Crane King of the Ming Cult! Big brother has even killed him now, and you are not shocked?"

Yu Shitou was stunned for two seconds, then he exclaimed, "WTF!" and said in a lost voice, "Why didn't I think of that?"

Xu Ergou looked at him with disdain: "You really have a stone head..."

After saying this, he went to find Taoist Ji Liang with the golden token in his hand and said, "Master Ji, please take a look at this."

Taoist Ji Liang took the golden order and looked at it, a look of surprise appeared on his brow: "Where did it come from?"

Xu Ergou turned sideways and pointed at the body of the flashy man in white: "It's his!"

Taoist Ji Liang was even more shocked: "Did your eldest brother kill him?"

Xu Ergou: "Who else do you think could have killed him besides my eldest brother?"

Taoist Ji Liang held the golden order in his hand and patted his shoulder worriedly: "Your actions this time are remarkable, better than yours... If we can return to the Yangzhou Astronomical Observatory, I will definitely ask Lord Zhao for your merit!"

Xu Ergou clasped his fists and said, "We are family, you are too polite!"

The word "family" made the old Taoist's face stiffen slightly, and his mind turned and he almost broke down again... What family? Who are you family with? Family, I call that guy uncle, you call that guy big brother, so what should I call you?
Who is taking advantage of?
The old Taoist priest turned around angrily and left quickly.

Xu Ergou was left standing there completely bewildered: "How did I provoke him?"

……

When Xu Ergou and others were resting on the winding mountain road.

Wang Wen and Hei Erniu were also resting under a dense forest.

However, they were not resting before continuing on their journey. Instead, they had already successfully arrived at his group's intended destination - the foot of Aoyu Peak. From his current position, he could clearly see the white lotus flags fluttering in the wind on Aoyu Peak, and the dense figures swaying among the flags.

He couldn't go any higher. Aoyu Peak was too close to Guangmingding and Lianhua Peak. If he rushed up now to destroy the formation's core on Aoyu Peak, it would easily attract the White Lotus Sect masters stationed at Guangmingding and Lianhua Peak...

The golden-robed swordsman was only an acquired master, and he had such a hard time fighting him. If he really attracted one or two innate masters, wouldn't he just have to close his eyes and wait for death?

Therefore, he decided to wait until the fight between Guangmingding and Lianhua Peak started before rushing up.

As for whether Guangmingding and Lianhua Peak could fight each other, he was not worried at all.

On their side, they also have the three semi-immortals of Xuanmen, the masters of the three sects of talismans!
The three main peaks of Huangshan are the hardest nuts to crack, and only three half-immortals can crack them!

Apart from these three, no one else can bite it!
So, he waited with peace of mind, and even had the mood to build a bonfire and roast the dry food he brought with him.

"Erniu, were you able to soar into the sky with the demonic wind before, or did you become suffocated by the candy bean I gave you?"

Wang Wen asked casually with interest while roasting a chicken.

Hei Erniu leaned against a large tree not far away, rubbing the trunk vigorously to relieve the itch: "It's because of the candy bean you gave me... Master, please help me check if I have lice. It's so itchy."

"You still have lice?"

Wang Wen casually stuck the roast chicken next to the campfire, winked and walked over: "Don't come near my bedroom from now on...Where does it itch?"

"It itches everywhere..."

Wang Wen lifted up the heavy armor on its body and suddenly found that the guy had a large bald spot on his body. "Congratulations, you are going to become stronger!"

Hei Erniu: “Ah?”

Wang Wen didn't explain. He held up his armor in one hand and came forward to take a closer look. He saw clearly that he wasn't just bald in one spot, but his entire body was losing hair. He reached out and touched his hair in disgust, and a large patch fell off. "Fuck, are you really going to get stronger?"

Hei Erniu: “Huh?”

Wang Wen, puzzled, pulled the reins and brought it from the dark shade of the tree to the sunshine. After taking a closer look, he found that its bald cowhide reflected faintly the inky water ripples in the sunlight.

"Why do they look a bit like scales?"

He pondered in his mind, and directly smoothed out all the cow hair on half of its body that was not yet bald. Then he took a closer look and saw that half of its body was reflecting inky ripples in the sunlight.

The overall look is really like scales.

He pondered in his heart and asked, "Do you still remember what exotic flowers and herbs you ate to gain wisdom?"

Hei Erniu kept shaking his fur to relieve the itch. After hearing this, he tried hard to recall for a long time, then shook his head and said, "Master, I really have no recollection. I can remember a lot of things before I became intelligent, even my mother's appearance. But I can't remember what strange flowers and plants I ate..."

"Then let's talk about whether there is a possibility..."

Wang Wen guessed a possibility: "Has your ancestor ever been ridden by something that wasn't a cow?"

Hei Erniu turned his head to look at him: "What do you mean?"

The more Wang Wen thought about it, the more he felt that this was possible: "That is, you may not be a purebred Wudi Black Bull. You may have other bloodlines in your body."

Hei Erniu was stunned for a moment and said speechlessly: "Master, why are you scolding a cow?"

"I didn't scold you!"

Wang Wen smiled and patted its head gently. "I'm serious. You most likely have the blood of some extraordinary monster in your body. You didn't become intelligent by eating some exotic flowers or herbs. Instead, the revived spiritual energy stimulated that part of your bloodline, prompting you to awaken your mind... Otherwise, if you weren't born in some blessed place with abundant spiritual energy, and there aren't just any cows like you, how could you, a cow, become intelligent?"

"Also, as far as I know, the Great Zhou's spiritual energy has only been revived for a short two and a half years. In two and a half years, what rare and exotic flowers and plants could grow that could enlighten a giant like you?"

Hei Erniu didn't understand what he was saying at all. He only remembered that it was very likely not a purebred Wudi black cattle.

It said blankly: "Then I am really a hybrid cow?"

Wang Wen stroked its big head and said with a smile: "It's okay, the master doesn't dislike you...ah?"

Hei Erniu looked at him doubtfully: "Really?"

Wang Wen: "Really... Come on, the master will treat you to roast chicken!"

When Hei Erniu heard this, he immediately threw the question of whether it was pure or not out of his mind. He laughed and rubbed his big head against his thigh: "Master, you treat me so well!"

Wang Wen: "Ah, you really want to eat meat?"

Hei Erniu: "Hehehe, let me help you taste the saltiness."

The man and the cow returned to the campfire and shared a roast chicken.

Before he had finished eating the roast chicken, he heard a loud bang and a burst of ferocious thunder descended from the southern sky.

Hei Erniu gnawed on a steamed bun and mumbled, "Master, there's a fight going on over there..."

Wang Wen tore into the roast chicken and said calmly, "Don't worry, let them fight for a while."

Only after the man and the ox had eaten their fill did Wang Wen use his steel gun to turn over the dirt and put out the bonfire. Then, still uneasy, he took off the water bag on his saddle and poured half of it onto the pile of dirt...

"Can you still fly?"

He straddled the thick back of Hei Erniu, patted its thick neck and asked.

"Just wait and see!"

Black Ox dug its hind legs, then bent its hooves and leaped up with all its might: "Moo!"

In an instant, a fierce evil wind blew up from the ground, and it rose up from the ground as if walking on flat ground, and flew towards Aoyu Peak.

"Look, there's a cow flying in the sky!"

"I'm not bragging!"

"I'm not kidding you, there really are cows flying in the sky..."

There was chaos on Aoyu Peak in an instant.

Wang Wen held his spear and rode Hei Erniu at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, charging wildly against the east wind.

(End of this chapter)