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

Chapter 94 Saving the Girl Ah Xue
The biggest event in the martial arts world these past few days.

This was the Battle of the "Southern Heavenly Treasure" at Mount Emei.

Numerous masters from all over the country gathered here and went straight into the forbidden area of ​​the Emei Sect to meet with the founder of the Emei Sect.

When the forbidden area was breached, the Emei Sect was like the Zhou emperor shot by Zheng Zhuang Gong's arrow; Lian Chengbi whose wife was stolen by Xiao Shiyi Lang; the American aircraft carrier attacked by the Houthi rebels; and Zheng Yiyun who was won over by Ling Xiaodong.

There's no other way but to be stubborn.

The "Aries" and "Ox" of the twelve constellations died; the Three Swords of Jinling, the Gray Bat, the Owl and other masters had already died before entering the forbidden area; Wang Yizhua, Sun Tiannan, Qiu Qingbo and others finally escaped, but were also killed by Ren Shaoyang with a single sword thrust.
The entire Mount Emei was awash in blood, just like the Emei Sect itself, with its thighs covered in the word "misery."

Terrible.

In this battle, apart from Hua Wuque making a name for himself in the forbidden area, the three bumpkins from the northern frontier took advantage of the situation and secretly ran away.

Those skilled fighters who went up the mountain either died or were crippled; very few met a good end.
Nevertheless, a steady stream of martial arts practitioners continued to flock to Mount Emei.

Even as rumors of the death of masters continued to reach their ears.

But they turned a deaf ear and continued to dream of soaring to great heights.

Like a moth to a flame.
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On the banks of the Minjiang River.

A donkey cart is parked here.

A one-armed young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes is feeding carrots to a white donkey.

The donkey ate a carrot in two bites and then secretly glanced at the basket that the one-armed youth had placed on the ground.

He discovered that he hadn't noticed.

He immediately took a big bite and stuffed three or four large radishes into his mouth.

Ding'an turned around and saw that the donkey had become a spirit. He immediately stepped forward, wrapped his arms around the donkey's head, and shouted for it to vomit.

The white donkey refused to vomit and kept nudging with its head. The man and the donkey were locked in a stalemate, the atmosphere tense.

the other side.

Hongxiu took off her shoes and socks and washed her feet by the river.

After playing in the water for a while, the little beggar's eyes darted around, and he suddenly raised his white little foot and kicked out.

The splashing water flew towards the white-robed figure sitting cross-legged on the rock.

Ren Shaoyang made no move.

Suddenly, a sword blade flew out like a snake, slamming into the river and creating a water barrier.

With a splash, the two streams met and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Hongxiu splashed through the water and launched herself into the air with a flying kick!

His movements were incredibly agile, and his moves were simple yet elegant, clearly demonstrating that he had grasped the essence of the art.

Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly, sheathed his sword, flicked his sleeves, and unleashed a powerful aura that seemed to fall from the sky.

Hongxiu suddenly ducked down and kicked out again.

However, the kick landed on the rock beneath Ren Shaoyang's seat. With a whoosh, the large rock was sent sliding several feet into the river by Hongxiu's kick, eventually overturning.

Amidst the splashing water, Ren Shaoyang stood on the water and flicked his finger on her forehead.

"Snapped"!
"thump!"

The little beggar cried out in pain, clutched his head, and fell straight into the water, splashing a huge spray.

Ren Shaoyang laughed heartily, reached out and scooped up the wet little beggar, then leaped back to the riverbank with a "whoosh."

In that short time, the Great Vajra's divine power flowed, and the little beggar's body, except for his hair, was completely dried out.

"Ding'an, help the little beggar blow-dry his hair!"

Ding'an, who was struggling with the donkey, responded to this and quickly put down the donkey's head, ran over and took Hongxiu's hand.

As the fire energy flowed, the little beggar's hair was enveloped in white mist.

Hongxiu tilted her head forward again, and the remaining drop of water was wiped clean on Ren Shaoyang's body.

Ren Shaoyang grinned: "Ew~!"

Hongxiu was overjoyed. She released Ding'an's hand and said, "Who told you to use so much force?"

Ren Shaoyang shook his head: "Your head is harder than a rock, my fingers still hurt!"

After resting for a while, the three of them got back into the car.

Seeing that the basket of radishes had been eaten, Hongxiu pointed at the donkey and said, "Eat, eat, all you know is how to eat! You'll eat us out of house and home sooner or later!"

The white donkey dared to act recklessly in front of Ding'an, but it was scolded by the little beggar and dared not bray.

They are truly bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

As the donkey cart slowly started moving, the white donkey, now running, became happy again and rumbled southward.

At this moment, no matter how many events are unfolding on Mount Emei.

The three avoided the hustle and bustle and headed straight for Jiangnan.

Ren Shaoyang let the white donkey run free, put down the reins, leaned against the carriage, put his hands behind his head, and squinted at the azure sky.

Birds chirp and birds sing, spring flowers bloom in profusion.

It's another perfect day to close your eyes.
"Hey cripple, how's my practice of these moves going?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "Although you don't use internal energy, you are very strong. These few moves are enough to make you a master."

Hongxiu thought for a moment: "How tall?"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "It's enough to take down that group of skeleton bandits by myself."

brush!
Hongxiu opened the carriage curtain and laughed loudly, "I'm no longer the little beggar who tripped and fell flat on his face, but the expert Hongxiu!"

Ding An's voice rang out: "When you get a little stronger, little beggar, with your strength, you'll be called 'Female Vajra' Hongxiu!" "Shut up, you stinking broken hand!" Hongxiu roared angrily, "Don't give me names like that!"

Ding'an shrank his neck and said sadly, "The cripple and the little beggar made fun of my name, and that old woman also laughed at me. How hateful!"

At this moment, Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Little beggar, it's been so long, it's time to give your demonic sword a name."

At this point, the little beggar's eyes lit up: "Crippled man, you may not be well-educated, but you're quick-witted. What name do you want?"

Before Ren Shaoyang could speak, Ding Anshan smiled and raised his hand: "Me."

The two men sternly retorted, "Shut up!"

Ding'an shrank back again, patting his belly angrily.

Ren Shaoyang squinted at the beautiful mountain scenery and said leisurely, "It is said that the Western Demonic Sect has a peerless demonic sword."

"The Demon Blade?"

"choke!"

The little beggar and the demon sword at his waist rang out at the same time.

“Yes,” Ren Shaoyang said. “It was a green curved knife with a line of small characters engraved on the blade: ‘Listening to the spring rain all night in a small building.’”

Hongxiu frowned: "Isn't this a poem by Lu You?"

"Indeed, the poem and the sword complement each other, making this a scimitar full of poetic charm."

Hongxiu pouted somewhat unconvinced, then asked, "Crippled man, give me a name that's just as good as this!"

Ren Shaoyang smiled wryly: "You're making things difficult for me."

Hongxiu tugged at Ren Shaoyang's sleeve and said earnestly, "If we ever run into each other again, I don't want to lose!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Names are just a minor matter; who is stronger is what matters. Back in the desert, I defeated all the heroes with just a fire poker. What could they say?"

“Oh dear, it’s different.” Hongxiu was surprisingly persistent. “Good cripple, I believe you!”

"The red candlelight illuminates the human world, the green mountains return to my dream home!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed heartily and said loudly, "How about calling this knife 'The Red Candle Flower Changes the Human World'?"

"The red candle flame changes the world, the green mountain colors return to my dream home." Hongxiu murmured several times, her eyes shining, and said, "Crippled man, I like it, I like it!"

She leaped onto the roof of the car, gripping the demonic knife in one hand, her expression cold and composed.

Yes, surprisingly similar to Ren Shaoyang.

Suddenly, Hongxiu coldly uttered a few words to the void: "The red candle flame changes the mortal world!" With a "clang", the demonic sword was drawn, and a bright and dazzling blade light flashed.

Just as Ding'an was hiding behind her, completely bewildered.

"choke"!
The beggar had sheathed his sword, turned his head to glance at Ding An with a cold expression: "You can no longer go back to your dream home."

After saying that, he jumped down and started chattering excitedly at Ren Shaoyang.

Ding An, perched on the roof of the car, rested his chin on his hand, looking quite doubtful: "Is this a good name?"

"Is it much better than my 'Red-Sleeved Knife Cutting Flesh Spirit'?"
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The three continued their journey, and the closer they got to Jiangnan, the more carriages and horses appeared on the main roads.

During this time, Hongxiu got off the carriage and went to the tavern to inquire about the identity of the "Great Hero of Jiangnan".

When those martial arts figures saw a cute young girl, they asked her with reverence about the world-renowned "Great Hero of Jiangnan".

No matter how fierce-looking a江湖 (jianghu) member may be, they will all open up and start talking with a big smile.

During his conversation with them, the little beggar learned that the "Great Hero of Jiangnan" was named Jiang Biehe, who lived in the Anqing area. He was gentle, kind, and righteous, and his presence made people feel like they were bathed in a spring breeze.

Despite his large family and vast wealth, he was generous and righteous, a great figure praised by everyone.

The group of江湖子 (jianghu zizi, people from the martial arts world) became more and more excited as they talked, and Hongxiu rolled up her sleeves, ordered several jugs of wine, and drank and chatted with them.

They were delighted to find that the young girl spoke so sweetly and was so generous, and in no time, everyone in the tavern was drawn to her.

Hongxiu is adept at navigating social situations, engaging in both playful banter and sharp retorts.

In no time, he was already calling everyone brothers, and the atmosphere became extremely lively, with everyone laughing.

When she staggered back to the donkey cart, the burly men of the tavern were very reluctant to part with her and came out to see her off. The scene was spectacular, and the passersby on the street looked at each other in astonishment.

"Do you know where he is?" Ren Shaoyang asked with a smile.

Hongxiu's eyes shone brightly; where was her drunken state now? A confident smile played on her lips: "To Yichang!"

"it is good."

With a whistle from Ren Shaoyang, the donkey cart disappeared into the sunset.

The objective was clear: to capture Jiang Biehe.

Ding'an even came up with a name for it: "Operation Boil the Crane." Coincidentally, they heard that Jiang Biehe was about to celebrate his thirty-second birthday.

Congratulations on your transformation into a boiled crane.

Ren Shaoyang and Hongxiu praised him for his skillful use of homophones.

Ding'an: "(￣△￣;)"

After traveling for two days, the three of them entered Jiangnan again.

On this day, while traveling, Ren Shaoyang sat in the donkey cart, while outside, the little beggar and Ding'an were bickering. He squinted his eyes, seemingly half asleep.

In reality, they are reading words in the void.

Is the 'Save the Girl Ayumi' event available?

Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly: "Open!"

(End of this chapter)