Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 584 You Have a Story, I Have Wine (Final Chapter)

As the year draws to a close, the sky is thick with lead, and the northern winds are subdued.

The air outside the pass is bitterly cold, and the wind howls.

On the first day of the lunar new year, the sky was as dark as lead, and heavy snow fell, gradually pouring down and covering the mountains and fields.

The sky and earth were all white, and there was no sign of human habitation.

Suddenly, the creaking sound of wheels could be heard.

It was a donkey cart.

It walks slowly and strangely.

Because the driver wasn't a person, but a panda wearing a straw hat and carrying a bundle!
A slender, fair hand lifted the carriage curtain, revealing a handsome face.

Ren Shaoyang peeked out and looked around. All he could see was pure white snow. There were no footprints of people or even wild animals in the snow.

He looked around blankly, as if he were in a boundless ocean, with the sharp wind whistling past his ears. He couldn't help but sigh, "I've been traveling for several days and haven't seen a single person."

At that time, the weather was freezing cold, and the ground was covered with several feet of snow, making it extremely difficult to travel. If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have been trapped in the snow and unable to get out.

But the white donkey was quite different. Sparks came out of its mouth and nose with each breath, and its scales were faintly visible all over its body. The steaming water melted the surrounding snow, allowing it to pass through.

Not long after the donkey cart passed, the snowmelt froze into an icy path.

The cold wind blew across Ren Shaoyang's forehead, making his hair look like silver frost and white snow. Seeing that the surrounding forest was covered in snow, he realized that he probably wouldn't be able to get out today. So he found a sheltered spot in the forest, chopped down a few trees to build a makeshift shelter, gathered some dry firewood, and started a fire.

The fire crackled and popped as it burned, casting dappled shadows on Ren Shaoyang's face.

"Where did Ding'an and Hongxiu go?"

Ren Shaoyang's face was ashen as he lowered his head in deep thought.

A month has passed since the battle with King Kinnara.

The three villains fought against this demon god, causing the Yuwang Temple and the tower to be reduced to ruins. King Kinnara was destroyed in both body and spirit. Similarly, Hongxiu and Ding'an also disappeared without a trace in the void.

"If they've traversed worlds, why can I still sense their energy in the darkness?" Ren Shaoyang transformed the Dragon Capture into an iron cudgel, idly poking at the fire. "But I've been searching for that energy for a month, traveling from south to north, and yet I've found nothing."

Just as he was racking his brains trying to figure it out, Gun Gun ran around on the ground and easily caught several hazel grouse. He quickly plucked their feathers with his claws, skewered them with twigs, and roasted them over a fire until they were sizzling with oil.

While Little Beggar was away, Gun Gun took on the important tasks of driving and cooking. Although he couldn't fry or stir-fry, he managed to make pretty decent roasted meat.

Ren Shaoyang shook his head, suddenly feeling hungry. He looked up and saw Gun Gun wolfing down his food. Without hesitation, he tore off a chicken leg and ate it.

A man and a bear were eating in the snow and ice.

You eat as fast as you can, and I'll eat even faster; you eat one, and I'll eat two.

When they were almost finished eating, there was only one chicken left. The man and the bear, while eating what was in their mouths, simultaneously reached out and each grabbed a wing.

The little panda's eyes were filled with disbelief: "Waaah! (You're bullying the bear!)"

Ren Shaoyang shook his head: "I'll leave the chicken butt for you."

"Eek. (I shot the chicken.)"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "You can't calculate it like that. If I get it, it's naturally mine."

Seeing that it couldn't beat the panda in a fight or argue with it, the panda had no choice but to put down its paws and curl up into a ball, sulking.

The man in the white robe got a good deal, but instead of eating it, he held it in his hand and played with it.

Seeing this, Gun Gun barked angrily and made a move to pounce.

Ren the rogue stepped back, about to put it in his mouth, when he suddenly heard a hearty voice behind him laugh: "Haha, Sword God Ren is quite childlike."

Both the man and the bear were startled and turned to look at the same time.

A tall, imposing figure emerged from behind a tree, and only after he stepped into the firelight could his features be clearly seen.

This man had a dignified appearance and an extremely tall and imposing physique. Although he wore rough clothes and worn-out shoes, he could not hide his generous and heroic spirit. Standing there, he had the aura of someone who could not withstand ten thousand men.

He strode up to Ren Shaoyang, handed him something, and said, "Let's drink!"

It was a leather bag filled with baijiu (Chinese liquor).

Ren Shaoyang took the drink, tilted his head back and drank it down in one gulp, then, without changing his expression, pointed to the side with his right hand and said, "Please sit down."

The man smiled broadly, exuding an air of heroic grandeur, and immediately sat down.

Ren Shaoyang smiled: "Why is Master Xiao here in this bitterly cold place instead of herding sheep outside Yanmen Pass?"

This man was none other than Xiao Feng, who had taken A'Zhu to live in seclusion beyond the Great Wall.

Xiao Feng took out a leather bag of wine and sighed, "Shao Yang, you don't know this, but A Zhu is weak after giving birth, so I came to this land of white mountains and black waters to find some ginseng to help her recover."

"Oh my, Brother Xiao has an heir!" Ren Shaoyang clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, smiling. "Congratulations!"

Haha, congratulations to you too!

Xiao Feng laughed loudly, raised the leather bag, and shouted, "Let's do it!"

"Dry!"

The two men drank heartily, their faces tilted back. The bag of liquor was extremely strong, weighing at least ten jin (about 5 kg), but they drank it all without stopping.

After putting down the leather bag, the two men simultaneously hiccuped and burst into laughter.

Just then, Xiao Feng suddenly felt someone tugging at his sleeve. He turned around and saw flames flickering, and a panda wearing a straw hat staring at him expectantly.

"This"

Xiao Feng hesitated for a moment.

Ren Shaoyang smiled and shook his head, saying, "Gun Gun is craving wine. If Brother Xiao has any more, give it a bag. If not, just send it away."

"Bears can drink alcohol?"

"Sure, my pet drinks and eats meat even more heartily than a person!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng laughed heartily, then pulled out another leather bag of liquor from his back pocket and handed it to Gun Gun, saying, "That's great! When I travel, I don't need much else, but I'll provide plenty of liquor!"

The panda reached out its paw to take the stopper, bit off the cork with its teeth, and sat down shakily. It first took a deep sniff under its nose, its little eyes lit up, and then it lifted the stopper up and began to feed the panda mouthful after mouthful.

After putting down the bag, it looked up and cried out happily.

The two men were amused by it, and just then, the white donkey broke free of its reins and came running over, begging for wine.

A bear and a donkey, each carrying a leather bag, ran off to drink some drinks in the distance.

Watching them run away, Xiao Feng couldn't help but give them a thumbs up and exclaim in amazement, "Shao Yang, you three are extraordinary, but I never expected your pets to be even more remarkable!"

Ren Shaoyang chuckled and said, "Like master, like pet." He then asked, "By the way, is Brother Xiao's child a boy or a girl?"

"A boy, weighing a full eight pounds at birth, named Wan Jun." Xiao Feng chuckled softly, then sighed, "He certainly gave his mother a hard time."

Ren Shaoyang nodded, then smiled and said, "Brother Xiao's son is named Wan Jun. If he has a grandson in the future, will he be named Qian Jun?"

Xiao Feng waved his hand: "Hey, I did think about it, but A'Zhu didn't like the name, so I changed it to something else."

"what is it call?"

"After much deliberation, I finally decided to change the name to Thousand Absolutes."

"Aww~! A thousand strikes!"

Ren Shaoyang reacted, his eyes widening in disbelief as he exclaimed, "Xiao Qianjue?"

Xiao Feng finished his wine and looked at him in surprise, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"You've decided on this name?"

"Of course, my word is my bond!"

Ren Shaoyang let out a long breath and pointed around: "Brother Xiao, do you think this place, with its white mountains and black waters, is suitable for settling down?"

Xiao Feng asked curiously, "I have a large ranch outside Yanmen Pass, why would I settle here?"

"The future is uncertain, I'm afraid you'll still have to move."

Ren Shaoyang sighed deeply. He never expected that Xiao Feng's grandson in this world would be Xiao Qianjue, the martial arts grandmaster nicknamed "Black Water Raging, Sweeping Across the World" in "Kunlun".

"Wait, that's not right!" Ren Shaoyang thought for a moment, "If it really is Xiao Qianjue, then according to the timeline, wouldn't the Four Great Masters of Kunlun be in the same martial arts world as the Eastern Heretic, Western Poison, Southern Emperor, and Northern Beggar?"

"Holy crap, that's going to be interesting! A hodgepodge of martial arts worlds! Readers hate that the most!"

Seeing the white-robed man's shifty eyes, Xiao Feng asked, "Shao Yang, why is Miss Hongxiu nowhere to be seen?"

Ren Shaoyang looked up, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Alas, we fought a decisive battle with our enemy in Suolong Town. After the battle, my sister Hongxiu and brother Ding'an disappeared." He pointed to Changbai Mountain in the distance, "I came here because I was following their aura."

Xiao Feng frowned: "How can they hide in the deep mountains and forests?"

Ren Shaoyang leaned out and added some more firewood to the fire, saying, "They may not be in the deep mountains and forests, but the place they appear should be around here."

Xiao Feng's expression turned serious, his face flushed red from the firelight. He looked over and said, "Shao Yang, this place is vast. If you search alone, it might not be enough." With that, he patted his chest and declared loudly, "I'm going to gather some ginseng, which will help you find people!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "That's great!"

Xiao Feng smiled, then frowned and said, "Not only that, it is said that there are mountain lords roaming around here, and they are very fierce. We should indeed be careful."

Ren Shaoyang said "Oh," and then smiled with interest, "Mountain Lord?"

“That’s right!” Xiao Feng said seriously, “It is said that this beast is incredibly strong and moves like the wind. It single-handedly wiped out an entire tribe here!”

Ren Shaoyang's eyes lit up, and he leaned closer to ask, "What was the name of the tribe that was wiped out?"

Xiao Feng thought for a moment and said, "The Jurchen Wanyan tribe!"

Well done!

Ren Shaoyang suddenly burst into laughter, raised his hand and snatched two jars of wine from the donkey cart, handing one to Xiao Feng.

"The 'Tears of Parting' wine, which I envy not even as an immortal, is truly excellent!"

"Tears of parting that are priceless?" Xiao Feng's eyes lit up, then he shook his head and laughed, "Shao Yang is quite cunning; he didn't even bring it out at first." As he spoke, he pulled out the stopper, raised the wine jar high above his head, and took several gulps in quick succession, then laughed loudly, "Good wine, good wine!"

His dark face flushed slightly as he looked at Ren Shaoyang and chuckled, "Shaoyang, do you have a grudge against this tribe?"

"National and personal vendettas, a hatred so intense it's like wanting to tear your skin apart and gnaw your bones," Ren Shaoyang smiled faintly. "Now that their entire clan has been wiped out, everything has vanished."

Xiao Feng didn't understand how a wild tribe from Changbai Mountain could provoke the most terrifying "Sword God" in the world, but he had one advantage: he didn't talk too much. He immediately laughed and said, "Then let's drink some more!"

Ren Shaoyang clinked wine jars with him, took a few sips, and laughed, "These are the last two jars of 'Tears of Parting,' and if they end up in our bellies, it won't be a waste of its great name!" "Hahaha, it is said that during the reign of Emperor Taizong, there was a 'Red-Haired Heroine' in Buxian, whose swordsmanship was earth-shattering, and whose personality was quirky and clever, attracting many martial arts practitioners to follow her."

As Xiao Feng drank, he laughed and said, "Back then, everyone considered it an honor to pursue that red color and drink 'Tears of Parting'." He raised the wine jar and said, "This wine, which best represents the martial arts world, I never thought that in the end there would only be two jars left."

Xiao Daxia, a native of Shaolin and later a disciple of the Beggars' Clan, is a man of great knowledge and experience, and can be considered the "know-it-all" in Jin Yong's world.

Upon hearing his words, Ren Shaoyang's eyes flashed with a glint of light: "Yao Hong, the heroine?"

Suddenly, the puffed-up creature in the distance put down its wine bag and pricked up its little ears.

The white donkey also raised its head and stared wide-eyed.

Suddenly, Xiao Feng shouted, "Watch out!" He immediately leaped out, his hair and beard bristling, and with a swift motion of his left hand and a powerful palm strike of his right, he struck out from behind the white-robed man.

It is a move from the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms called "The Dragon Regrets".

Suddenly, a loud "whoosh" was heard, followed by a deafening roar of a tiger.

Ren Shaoyang turned his head and saw that it was a tiger, but now it had been hit on the forehead by Xiao Feng and had fallen over.

At that moment, the snow was falling heavily, and the north wind was strong, swirling the sky into a vast expanse of white.

Suddenly, two more tigers roared out of the snowy forest and pounced on Xiao Feng. As the saying goes, "Clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger." As the two tigers pounced, the foul wind made the campfire flicker and almost go out.

"What a beast!"

Xiao Feng shouted and unleashed another palm strike, which pressed down with overwhelming force.

The two tigers flew backwards several feet with a gurgling sound. In pain, they whimpered, tucked their tails between their legs, and turned to run away.

Xiao Feng exclaimed, "Huh? You took a palm strike from me, and you only tumbled over, but you're completely unharmed?"

Ren Shaoyang turned his head, put the last bone in his mouth and chewed it with lingering satisfaction, and said with a slurred smile, "A tiger, huh? Maybe it's mutated."

"What is mutation?" Xiao Feng turned and asked.

Ren Shaoyang chuckled: "Brother Xiao, do you think an ordinary tiger could wipe out the entire Jurchen Wanyan tribe?"

Xiao Feng was stunned upon hearing this, and in the firelight, his eyes revealed a hint of disbelief: "Have you really become a demon?"

Suddenly, a loud "roar" was heard, like a thunderclap in a clear sky, which made Xiao Feng tremble all over. He turned around, stretched out his arm, and made a fist in the air with his right hand.

Suddenly, the accumulated snow rose up, transforming into a giant icy hand that swept away the snow like a raging tide, unstoppable.

It is indeed the "Dragon-Capturing Skill"!
With a loud bang, the snow rose up like a wall, but there was nothing there; the shot missed!
Seeing that his attack missed, Xiao Feng felt a chill run down his spine. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a blurry figure flash beside him and was immediately alarmed: "Not good!" Before he could finish speaking, he felt a force rising from the ground, and he was thrown into the air.

Then a fat tiger appeared, stood upright, and lunged to bite at his crotch.

Xiao Feng shuddered. Looking at the tiger, he felt that the worm was quite lewd. He immediately used his toes to strike the tiger's nose.

"Ow!"

The tiger was kicked in the nose, and immediately covered its head with its paw and lay down.

Xiao Feng landed on the tiger's back and then unleashed another move, "The Dragon Regrets." Before the force of the previous palm strike had dissipated, the force of the next palm strike arrived.

Bang bang bang!
He struck the tiger's head several times in succession, making the tiger howl and thrash about.

"Goodness, you've really got it!" Xiao Feng exclaimed, both annoyed and impressed.

He used the "disintegration" technique in these palm strikes, combining the power of eighteen palm strikes in one strike. Not to mention wild beasts, even mountain rocks and cliffs would crumble and be shattered into dust with a single blow!

But to everyone's surprise, Xiao Feng struck several times in succession, exhausting himself and sweating profusely, yet he only managed to make the tiger run away with its head in its hands. Judging from its roar, it was still full of energy and clearly unharmed.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng swayed and landed beside the tiger like a ghost, striking it with both palms with a muffled crack.

This was the tiger's soft spot, and with a "bang," it tumbled and rolled towards the fire.

Then the big worm howled in pain, its belly pointing skyward, its four fat claws scratching and crawling wildly in the air, struggling to get up, but its body was so fat that it just couldn't roll over.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng laughed heartily: "Shao Yang, lend a hand!"

Ren Shaoyang smiled and casually flicked his wrist, unleashing a strange power that enveloped an area of ​​several feet, causing the campfire to crackle and sing.

The giant worm, weighing a thousand pounds, suddenly floated up, like a falling leaf, and flipped over in the air.

Just as it was looking on in astonishment, it suddenly felt the white-robed figure in front of it dissipate the mist, revealing a familiar face. It was so frightened that it let out a "howl", and its strange power dissipated instantly. It fell to the ground with a thud, stirring up a large snow.

"Ow!"

After landing, Fat Tiger shook his head, flailed his limbs, and pounced into the white-robed man's arms, whimpering.

At the same time, Gun Gun and Donkey Brother also gathered around, and for a moment, they shouted and yelled in all sorts of animal language, creating chaos.

Xiao Feng looked on in bewilderment, strode over, and asked, "Shao Yang, what's this?"

Ren Shaoyang patted Fat Tiger and pushed it away: "The three villains naturally have three beasts under their command." He smiled, "They are all our pets."

Xiao Feng suddenly realized, and said with a wry smile, "Shao Yang, are you laughing at me?" He looked at the three beasts and sighed, "If these three attacked together, even I might not be a match for them!"

I believe you!
Ren Shaoyang cursed inwardly, but still smiled and said, "Brother Xiao's 'Way of Separation' has reached a high level. In the future, it will form its own lineage, and the throne of the world's number one will be just around the corner."

"I wouldn't dare!" Xiao Feng laughed. "I'm just a herdsman from outside Yanmen Pass! Besides, with Shao Yang around, who dares to claim to be the best in the world?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "Heh, I won't be here forever."

Is Shao Yang leaving?

"Yes, once we find Hongxiu and Ding'an, we still want to travel to other places."

"Not coming back?"

"I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to come back."

Xiao Feng remained silent for a while after hearing this, then suddenly laughed heartily: "If I didn't have a wife and children, I would very much like to travel the world with the Three Fiends and live a carefree life."

"Hahaha!" Ren Shaoyang chuckled. "Brother Xiao, you're being greedy. After all your hardships, what you've been longing for is a wife, children, and a warm bed, isn't it?"

Xiao Feng exclaimed in surprise, "Shao Yang truly understands me!"

How could I not understand you?
Back on Guiyun Island, you and Azhu grew old together, but you still gave me a good beating!

Ren Shaoyang laughed for a while, then suddenly thought of something. He raised his hand and used his sword to carve out a piece of wood. With a few hissing sounds, he carved an object in mid-air, then casually tossed it to Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng caught it and looked at it; it was a wooden Buddha the size of his palm.

He couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Shaoyang, what's going on?"

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "There is one of my martial arts techniques in this wooden Buddha. Brother Xiao can study it. If you see someone you like in the future, please help pass it down to them."

Xiao Feng looked down and saw that the wooden Buddha truly had the aura of a fierce Vajra. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Shao Yang is so kind to me, I am truly flattered." He put the wooden Buddha into his satchel, cupped his hands, and said in a deep voice, "Rest assured, I will definitely find a good successor for your divine skill!"

Ren Shaoyang said, "Your grandson is Xiao Qianjue, the successor of my 'Great Vajra Divine Power,' he must be a 'good successor'!" As he spoke, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Xiao Feng found it strange, but he also laughed along.

Just then, two long howls were heard from the horizon, like a thunderclap in mid-air.

Before Xiao Feng and Ren Shaoyang could turn around, they saw two figures, like ghosts and phantoms, rush between them and pounce on the white-robed man.

With great force, Ren Shaoyang was forced to take two steps back, and three loud laughs followed.

Xiao Feng looked closely and saw that the newcomers were a monk and a woman in red.

The monk was tall and strong, with thick eyebrows and bright, expressive eyes; the woman had a round face and round eyes, her hair tied in two buns with red ribbons, and she looked quirky and clever.

He didn't recognize the monk, but wasn't the woman Hongxiu?
Then Shao Yang hugged the two of them, patted their backs repeatedly, and laughed loudly, "Broken Hand, Little Beggar, you're back? Haha, where have you been?"

The two men's faces turned red from being slapped. Ding An waved his arms and legs wildly, yelling in alarm, "Crippled man, if you keep slapping me, I'm going to vomit blood!"

Ren Shaoyang then let go and burst into laughter.

Ding An was also excited. He scratched his bald head and chuckled, "I don't know how, but I broke through the void and ended up at a huge waterfall, where I fought with a long snake!"

The white-robed man's eyes flashed: "A serpent?"

"Yeah, she's so alluring and seductive, and she even said she'd help me with my cultivation!"

Ren Shaoyang was stunned: "Holy crap, it's the White Snake!"

"Yes, yes! Her sister is the White Snake!"

"Then you didn't see Fahai?"

"Yes, she looks exactly like Junior Sister Feng!" Ding An scratched his head sheepishly. "But I sat on her in the waterfall and she got dizzy. When she woke up, she chased after me and beat me up, saying I was some kind of old turtle spirit. It was so annoying!"

Ren Shaoyang, Hongxiu, and Xiao Feng were all stunned.

After a long pause, the man in white robes said, "Let's find a place, and you can tell me the story properly. It should be quite interesting!" He turned to look at the woman in red sleeves, "What about you?"

"Me?!" Hongxiu pointed to herself and chuckled, "I went somewhere and rescued a little girl!"

"Oh?"

Hongxiu smiled and looked at Ren Shaoyang: "That little girl is called Zhou Hongxian."

Ren Shaoyang shook his head and chuckled, "Another good story." He glanced at Xiao Feng, "Brother, do you have any more wine?"

Xiao Feng patted his satchel: "There's plenty!"

"Good!" Ren Shaoyang clapped his hands and laughed, directing everyone to board the donkey cart. "We have good stories and wine, let's find a place to have a good chat."

The next moment, the donkey cart sped past, the panda lay on its side on the roof, still as dashing as ever, and Fat Tiger ran at breakneck speed, his fat swaying in the wind.

In the blink of an eye, the blood-red donkey cart disappeared into the snowy forest.

Amidst the wind, snow, and drifting clouds, and the glow of the setting sun, familiar folk songs resound once again.

"Outside the long pavilion, along the ancient road, the fragrant grass stretches to the horizon!"

"The evening breeze caresses the willows, the flute's melody fades, the setting sun shines beyond the mountains

"At the ends of the earth, at the corners of the world"

The beggar's voice rang out: "Hey, you stinky broken hand, you're deliberately singing off-key again!"

"I don't"

The sounds of laughter and playful shouts, accompanied by the clatter of wheels, gradually faded into the distance.

The setting sun sank into the mountains, and the shallow tire tracks were covered by fresh snow.

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