Mang Shusheng's Ink Painting Practice

Chapter 75: Many Wild Monsters on the Road
Zhao Yifu originally thought that by taking his old uncle, the veteran, on the road, he could at least avoid a lot of trouble, right?
Unexpectedly, this so-called experienced person fell into the trap first...

"Jun Xin, help me!"

Zhao Yehe shouted in embarrassment.

At this time, he had fallen into a quagmire, with his waist and abdomen below sunk. If no one helped him, he would be in danger of death.

Zhao Yifu quickly came to his side and said, "I was just looking for a place to light a fire and rest, how did you get stuck in there?"

Zhao Yehe said, "Alas, it seems that the injury has not healed yet. His legs went limp for a moment and he was unable to pull it out in time."

Zhao Yifu heard this and said, "Then I have an idea. Uncle San can first lie down in the mud with his upper body to increase the contact surface, and then slowly pull his legs out."

He said this as he recalled the survival shows he had watched in the past.

Zhao Yehe said angrily, "Can't you just come and help me? If you lie down, won't your clothes get dirty?"

Good guy, he is still worried about his clothes at this time.

But this was true, so Zhao Yifu walked to the side of his third uncle, put his hands under his shoulders and lifted him up with force, and the short and strong third uncle was pulled out in one go.

After Zhao Yehe escaped, he looked at Zhao Yifu, who was standing in the swamp, with some confusion and asked, "Jun Xin, how come you are standing here without sinking?"

Zhao Yifu smiled and stomped his feet, saying, "This is my master's unique skill, 'Frost Steps to Heaven'. I just need to activate it slightly to freeze the mud under my feet, and then I won't have to worry about sinking."

Zhao Yehe was envious when he heard this. He said, "This is better than our 'Tiantian Yufeng Leg Technique'."

Zhao Yifu didn't say anything, but just asked his uncle to take off his pants.

Zhao Yehe obediently took off his muddy pants, and then watched as the mud disappeared wherever Zhao Yifu brushed his hand. It was quite magical.

He stared at the scene with his bare legs in silence for a long moment before he said with great emotion, "Come to think of it, a top-notch expert is washing my pants... I feel like this is the peak of my life."

Zhao Yifu: "..."

That makes sense.

But Uncle San, can't you be a little more promising?

In fact, the reason why Zhao Yehe has been stuck at the level of a second-rate master is not because of lack of talent or effort, but because he lacks a method to control his internal energy.

Perhaps he already had some sense of internal strength from the outside in, but it was not enough without practicing his mental skills.

At this time, he may still be able to rely on the strength of his muscles and bones to be strong for a while, but as he grows older and his body becomes weaker, this external training will soon decline.

Zhao Yifu thought about how to help his uncle, and he even had a direction.

I just don’t know whether the sect would allow him to help like this, and what his father would think of it?
There was no point in thinking too much about this kind of thing, so Zhao Yifu quickly cleaned his pants and returned them to Zhao Yehe.

They had to spend the night in the wilderness.

In fact, Zhao Yifu could have kept watch, but the "old man" who had just lost face insisted on keeping watch himself.

So that night, Zhao Yi Fu found a clean and flat piece of land, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes in a meditation posture.

He had not practiced cultivation either, but after so many years of practice he had become accustomed to this posture, allowing him to rest in this sitting position.

Zhao Yehe was moved when he saw this, and then he crossed his arms and went to the open area to take a walk.

It is actually difficult for people to sleep well in such a bad environment, but they have to stop because it is more dangerous to move at night.

However, Zhao Yehe was injured after all, and soon he became sleepy. His eyelids began to twitch involuntarily, and then slowly began to close...

"Meow~"

Suddenly, a clear cat's cry woke him up.

He quickly stood up to observe, but saw a black cat between Zhao Yifu's crossed knees, with its head raised and looking around vigilantly.

Zhao Yehe was stunned. He stood up and took two steps towards here and said, "You kid, why do you bring your raccoon with you when you go out to do business?"

Zhao Yifu said: "Yiyi is very smart. Look now, it is warning us."

Zhao Yehe suddenly became alert.

He lived in that house for two days, but he knew how clever the cats there were.

Especially after watching the scene of "a group of cats fighting the dead", he no longer dared to underestimate these cats.

He looked around warily and asked, "What's going on? Is there another dirty creature approaching?"

Zhao Yifu shook his head and said, "I'm not sure yet. Where are the willow leaves I gave you?"

Zhao Yehe hurriedly rummaged through his arms and found the willow leaf that Zhao Yifu had given him.

These two willow leaves were in good condition when they were kept by Zhao Yifu, but now they have become obviously yellowed and wrinkled, and they will break if you squeeze them hard.

"Eh..."

Zhao Yehe was very embarrassed.

Zhao Yifu sighed and said, "Never mind. This is just a simple magical tool. It's really not easy to preserve."

"In that case, leave it to me this time."

They did encounter some nasty stuff.

It is mainly some homeless ghosts wandering in this deserted place.

What he saw at this moment was a monster with a huge head but a very small body.

It looks painful and melancholy.

When they saw a stranger approaching, they rushed up impatiently, as if they were eager to find someone to answer their questions.

To be honest, it is almost impossible for such ghosts to appear in the city, because every big city has a city god to suppress ghosts.

But it is different in the wild, especially in troubled times. In troubled times, people are separated and in chaos, so naturally demons and monsters run rampant.

Zhao Yi Fu looked at the big-headed ghost with a slight hesitation, then grasped the hilt of the Pure Yang Copper Sword with his right hand and held it upside down in his hand as if he was ready to strike at any time.

While the other hand, that is, the left hand, suddenly stretched out its claws to grab the big-headed ghost!

To be honest, grabbing unfamiliar objects with your hands is not a good idea.

But Zhao Yifu's confidence lies in the fact that he has strengthened the five fingers of his left hand with the "Martial Arts Holy Body" during this period of time.

He felt that after being strengthened, his fingers had some extremely yang aura similar to that of the Pure Yang Copper Sword. Perhaps...

"Chi~"

The next moment, his five fingers landed on the big-headed ghost's head, and a series of hissing sounds were heard.

What followed was that green smoke came out of the big-headed ghost's face and he looked extremely painful.

"I saw!"

Zhao Yehe exclaimed from the side, he really saw it.

In his eyes, a twisted and terrifying head was faintly visible under Zhao Yifu's claws.

It must be said that the strengthening of the 'Holy Body of Martial Arts' did indeed cause changes in Zhao Yifu's strengthened fingers.

At the same time, he also understood what to do when he encountered ghosts.

In reality, it wasn't something to be afraid of. These spirits loved Yang energy the most, but they also feared it the most. If the Yang energy of an ordinary person was like nectar to a spirit, then the boiling blood of a warrior was like scorching magma to a spirit.

A low and hoarse hissing sound was heard, and the big-headed ghost let out a wail, and then completely disappeared under Zhao Yifu's claws without any trace.

Zhao Yehe swallowed hard and asked, "What's wrong with it?"

Zhao Yifu pondered for a moment, then said, "I think I saved him and he returned to the reincarnation realm."

Zhao Yehe: “…”

This salvation seems to be different from the one he has always been familiar with.

As if understanding Zhao Yehe's bewilderment, Zhao Yifu smiled and explained, "Actually, the principle is the same. Third Uncle, you can understand it this way: ordinary Taoist priests and monks rely on their eloquence to persuade those souls who linger on the earthly world to return to reincarnation."

"If you encounter someone who doesn't know what's good for you, you have to beat them into submission first. I'm not good with words, so I just beat that lonely ghost into submission first."

Although it seemed reasonable, Zhao Yehe always felt that something was wrong... This kid was "not good at speaking"?
Thinking of the wanderers who were fooled at the post station, Zhao Yehe could only think "Hehe" in his heart.

Really, when you really don’t have the words to describe your mood, the word "hehe" always seems to be extremely accurate.

However, at this moment, Yiyi suddenly looked around vigilantly again, then jumped onto Zhao Yifu's shoulder and meowed warningly.

This time, Zhao Yehe could tell something was wrong. He quickly asked, "What happened again?"

Zhao Yifu also looked around.

Of course, although his eyesight had been enhanced, he still couldn't see much in this dark environment.

I noticed something after listening.

He said, "Something is approaching here. It must have been attracted by the noise just now."

Zhao Yehe stopped talking. He thought it was another ghost, which he couldn't deal with anyway.

But not long after, he heard a rustling sound coming from the surrounding grass and trees.

Something is approaching, and there are quite a few of them.

At this moment, a hunched figure emerged from the bushes and quietly moved towards the still burning campfire.

At this time, the uncle and nephew had already gone to another hiding place and placed some of their luggage next to the campfire.

The thing that appeared at the campfire at this time naturally startled Zhao Yehe, but he was not as afraid as before.

He said, "What bad luck! It's actually a rat demon... That's not right. When did a rat demon appear in our Fairy Lake?"

It seems that the old man is really knowledgeable this time.

Zhao Yifu asked, "Why, Uncle San has seen other monsters?"

Zhao Yehe nodded and said, "It's perfectly normal to encounter spirits in the wilderness, not to mention that some spirits particularly enjoy picking on strangers."

"I, your third uncle, encountered yellow-skinned snakes twice when I was young. You don't know, that was a thrilling situation..."

Zhao Yifu coughed dryly and said, "Uncle San, we'll talk about your three hundred rounds of battle with the yellow-skinned man next time. I have to go deal with those rat monsters now."

Zhao Yehe grabbed Zhao Yifu's hand and said, "Be careful! Those monsters all have unique skills. Don't fall into their trap."

Zhao Yifu said, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

As he said this, he shouldered his sword and headed towards the campfire.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Yehe couldn't find his nephew.

He was shocked, and then felt that Zhao Yifu was indeed extraordinary now.

Where is Zhao Yifu at this time?
Of course, he used the secret technique of Mirage to hide in the darkness.

And although he has not yet seriously practiced the "Danqing Wanxiang Fa", some of its wonderful uses have already made him understand the secret art of the Misty Mirage to a higher level.

He lurked stealthily beside the rat, then watched it search the camp and waved to the woods behind it. Then he saw three more rat spirits emerge from the woods over there.

Sneak up and defeat them one by one?

Well, maybe, but Zhao Yifu thought it was too much trouble.

He appeared right next to the rats rummaging through their luggage around the campfire!

The rat demon was greatly surprised and jumped back to avoid it.

But at this time, Zhao Yifu had suddenly swung out the Pure Yang Copper Sword in his right hand, and the sword body, which was longer than an ordinary one-handed sword, scraped the belly of the rat in an instant.

The next moment, the stomach was cut open horizontally, and the intestines and internal organs fell out.

The remaining three rat demons that had just appeared were shocked. Two of them immediately surrounded and attacked, while the other one suddenly took out a magic wand and started muttering something.

Seeing that the rat demon seemed to be about to cast some magic, Zhao Yifu wanted to deal with it first.

But at this time, the other two rat demons had surrounded him, and their bodies had expanded by more than twice their original size, from rats that were only half a person's height to upright walking ratmen that were almost the same height as Zhao Yifu!
The two ratmen surrounded Zhao Yifu, preventing him from getting close to the rat demon that was casting the spell.

At this moment, Zhao Yifu had an idea. He reached into his pocket with his left hand and crushed a piece of ink. Then a ball of ink spilled out from his sleeve.

At the same time, he swung his pure Yang copper sword towards a giant rat man.

The giant rat-man also reacted upon seeing this. The nails on its claws grew rapidly, and then they were about to close at the sword's tip...

However, at this moment, the Pure Yang Copper Sword suddenly accelerated and swung out. The sword tip pierced through the closed claws and cut into the giant rat man's side.

Zhao Yifu didn't learn anything else when he practiced sword with Zhao Xiangyu before, but he was deeply impressed by this technique of varying fast and slow sword strokes.

In particular, his control over his own strength is very appropriate, and this technique is indeed very suitable for him to use.

However, the giant rat man's bravery was beyond his imagination. He actually turned around and held tightly with both hands the Pure Yang Copper Sword that was inserted into his side, trying to buy a chance for his companion.

At this moment, Zhao Yifu felt a chill on his head...

He didn't think much about it, just loosened his grip on the sword and stepped back.

"Stab!"

The next moment, a bright white lightning appeared five or six meters above his head, and then struck the place where he originally landed.

The other giant rat-man had already rushed to his side, extending its claws to attack the unarmed Zhao Yifu...

Looking further away, the rat demon that was casting a spell was preparing to summon another bolt of lightning.

And the giant rat-man whose side had been cut open was trying to pull out the sword that had pierced his body...

Zhao Yifu himself was left empty-handed and unarmed.

It seems to be a very dangerous situation.

But before Zhao Yehe could utter a word in fear, the situation had already taken a complete turn.

I saw a completely black kitten cunningly approaching the rat demon who was still casting a spell, and then suddenly pounced on it.

The kitten seemed smart, but when it pounced on the rat demon, it turned into a ball of ink and smeared the rat demon's face.

This time, its spellcasting was naturally interrupted.

And what Zhao Yifu was actually facing was just the giant rat-man charging towards him...

(End of this chapter)