Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 92: Four beauties enter the furnace and gather in the land of tenderness (asking for monthly tickets)
There is a different world behind the cave, with quiet trees and a pristine environment, exuding a cool atmosphere from the inside out.

A steep cliff was as straight as a screen, and it seemed to be cut down by a knife. The cold air rushed straight to the sky, until it was fifty or sixty feet above the ground, and then a large rock about three or four square meters was faintly visible.

"I'll just go up, you guys stay here for now."

A height of fifty or sixty feet is not considered high, let alone for Huang Rong and Li Mochou, even for Cheng Yaojia and Hong Lingbo, who have the weakest martial arts, it is no problem to climb it. But it is different here - the cliff is as flat as if it had been cut by a knife, the stone wall is neat and there is no place to leverage. As a result, the difficulty is naturally greatly increased. Even Li Mochou dare not say how high she can climb.

But Zhang Kuang didn't care.

He didn't use the Wind Fire Wheels, nor did he tap his feet or bend his body. He just stood straight as if sticking something on the ground. Suddenly, his figure "slid" up the cliff like an arrow. When he landed on the stone platform, a breeze suddenly blew from the ground, as if it sensed his departure, and the air around it rushed in this direction.

Li Mochou and Huang Rong were speechless when they saw such a brilliant display of Qinggong. After a moment, Li Mochou sighed:
"Even without that magical weapon, with his extraordinary Qinggong, it wouldn't be a problem to call him a god, right?"

The desire for revenge in her heart quietly melted like ice and snow, and turned into another kind of satisfaction in her sigh - I can be said to have slept with a god!

A bright smile appeared on his handsome face, like the peach blossoms in full bloom in March or April.

Huang Rong didn't have Li Mochou's lightning-fast expression-changing skills. She simply approached the cliff, only to see that the stone wall was barren of vegetation, bare and devoid of any room for even a single hand or foot. An indescribable complexity surfaced on her pretty face. "This stone wall is as smooth as a mirror. Even my father, Huang Yaoshi, the most skilled of the Five Supreme Masters, wouldn't be able to climb it easily. Yet, he can rise from thin air. How can he be considered a human being with such a feat?"

Cheng Yaojia and Hong Lingbo looked at each other, but they did not have the complicated thoughts like Huang Rong and Li Mochou, and just waited quietly.

Zhang Kuang climbed onto the stone platform and saw two lines of small characters on it. The larger one read "Sword Tomb" and the smaller one read, "The Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai, unrivaled in the world, buried his sword here. Alas, the heroes are helpless, and the long sword is useless. Isn't it tragic?"

He couldn't help but show his sarcasm and wrote on the stone with his finger as a pen: "How dare a frog in a well say that the world is so big?"

Zhang Kuang felt that the Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai did not live up to his name. If he really wanted to be "abandoned", he could just do something big, whether it was going to the palace at night and taking the emperor's head with a sword, or charging into the army. He would surely be able to "become famous all over the world". Then why would he be afraid that no one would come to find him?
It's nothing more than that after defeating all the heroes in Heshuo, he felt that he was invincible in the world, but he didn't know that the world is so big, and there is much more to it than Heshuo.

In the East China Sea, Huang Yaoshi is leading the blue sea, in the Western Regions, Ouyang Feng is dominating the vast ocean, in the Southwest, Duan Zhixing of the Duan family of Dali has become a monk, and in the Southeast, Hong Qigong, a new star of the Beggar Gang, is on the front line fighting against the Jin army.

What else is there in Heshuo?
A Shaolin Temple whose reputation has been completely ruined?
It was just a lost land that was ravaged by the iron hoofs of foreign races and needed to be rebuilt!

Zhang Kuang waved his sleeve and a mad dragon appeared in his palm. The golden dragon slithered and broke the stone tomb, revealing four tombs and three swords underneath. They were the sharp sword pit for the young man, the soft sword pit for the young man, the heavy sword pit for the middle-aged man, and the wooden sword pit for the old man. The sharp sword, heavy sword and wooden sword were all in them. Only the soft sword had accidentally injured a righteous man in the past and was thrown into the deep valley by Dugu Qiubai.

Now the sharp sword has rusted, the wooden sword has rotted, and only a heavy black iron sword is left, which has also been put into the furnace by Zhang Kuang.

Zhang Kuang thought about it and did not let go of even the sharp sword and the wooden sword. However, compared to the black iron heavy sword, these two swords were not even consumables.

Moreover, the Black Iron Heavy Sword was not as important as he imagined. [Black Iron Heavy Sword]: ordinary material, containing heavy sword techniques
If you use it on sword-related martial arts, it can only offset one year at most.

Zhang Kuang was mistaking his thoughts. The so-called four realms of swordsmanship of Dugu Qiubai were nothing more than the four realms of internal strength. In his early years, he lacked internal strength and could only rely on a sharp sword to fight. In his youth, he felt that his internal strength had been improved, but he could not even wield a soft sword like his arm, so he naturally gave up the sword. In his middle age, his internal strength had matured, so he used a heavy black iron sword to overwhelm others. By the time he was old, he had such great power that even flying flowers and plucking leaves could hurt people.

Zhang Kuang had never seen the exquisite swordsmanship of his opponent, but judging by his waterfall training and ocean-facing Qi training, it was clear that he was pursuing a path of unstoppable force, making him a more suitable material for internal power cultivation. Sure enough, Zhang Kuang simply compared the time differences between the two and found that Dugu Qiubai's corpse was indeed superior in internal power cultivation, while Ugly Eagle's corpse was more suitable for swordsmanship.

However, Zhang Kuang did not hesitate. If he wanted to practice blood refining, Zhang Sanfeng's corpse would naturally be the most suitable for Tai Chi Chuan Sutra. Unfortunately, he was unwilling to do so.

There are too many blood-refining magic weapons, and he wants to see what the functional magic weapons do.

call--

Zhang Kuang lightly descended the cliff, only to see the four beauties waiting at the foot of the cliff. He smiled slightly, and when he turned his head to see the quiet environment here, his heart moved, and he said, "This is a good place, it's right for me."

Huang Rong and Li Mochou thought he was going to become the king of the mountain... and preach, so they didn't take it seriously.

But the next moment, the whole mountain suddenly became empty!
The place where the five people were standing instantly turned into a deep pit, and panic appeared on the faces of the four beauties at the same time.

But the next moment, Zhang Kuang stretched out his arms, and the four women fell into the furnace together, but appeared in a small world. He took the opportunity to step on the wind-fire wheels and soared up out of the deep pit.

What is the greatest benefit of refining magical instruments into the body?
That means you can control it as you wish without any loss.

Although he has no true energy now, he is at his strongest - because he must rely on magic weapons to take action, so his killing power is naturally astonishing.

However, after Zhang Kuang stepped on the ground, he shook his body and his figure appeared in the small world of the furnace.

At this time, Daiqisi, Yin Li, Zhou Zhiruo, Yang Qingqiu (the woman in yellow), and Yang Buhui were standing in front of Xiaozhao, Zhao Min, Wu Qingying, and Zhu Jiuzhen, confronting Li Mochou and the others.

Although Daiqisi had some guesses about the sudden appearance of the mountain and the four women, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

It was not until Zhang Kuang appeared that both sides breathed a sigh of relief.

Just by hearing the other party's sigh, both sides knew each other's identity.

"Really... obscene and shameless!" Huang Rong's first thought was to curse Zhang Kuang for his vulgar character. Look at the women opposite, each of them is as beautiful as a spring orchid and autumn chrysanthemum, each with her own style, and each one is a rare beauty. The older one like Daiqisi still has charm, and the younger one like Xiaozhao is well-behaved and cute. The other women also have their own characteristics.

This is not a dangerous place at all, it is clearly a paradise of indulgence!
Li Mochou was concerned about another thing -

"This is... Lu Family Manor?!"

(End of this chapter)