Cultivation in the starry sky

Chapter 92

Quiet and thinking of moving, Xiao Ziyu, who was tired of waiting in Wudang Mountain, left Wudang and went out to tour the rivers and lakes. He hasn't completely finished watching the great rivers and mountains.

Leaving Wudang Mountain, Xiao Ziyu was alone, wandering aimlessly in the rivers and lakes. As for his apprentices, of course they were placed in Wudang.

In Wudang, he was very relieved, after all, no forces dared to trouble Wudang.

On this day, Xiao Ziyu came to Xiangyang to see if he could still find the Sword Valley. After all, it was only a hundred years since Yang Guo passed away.

Xiao Ziyu had already looked for him when he was smiling proudly in the world, but unfortunately, because too much time had passed, Xiao Ziyu was still a little unwilling to come to this world of relying on the sky.

Dugu Nine Swords, to be honest, Xiao Ziyu still really wants to see and see, he himself is a swordsman, although he is not as passionate as Ximen Chuuxue.

As a result, before Xiangyang arrived, he was blocked by people.

On the desolate official road, two monks, one tall and one short, stood in front of Xiao Ziyu. Looking at their attire, Xiao Ziyu guessed their origins.

When he rescued Chang Yuchun and the others before, he was a foreign monk dressed like this. After fighting against the four opponents, one of them gave him a message saying that the Yuan Dynasty court wanted to find their teacher Gao People.

Now it has come true.

Looking at the two expressionless foreign monks in front of him, Xiao Ziyu narrowed his eyes slightly. The two foreign monks were both extremely burly, and those two arms, really, were thicker than Xiao Ziyu's thighs.

Xiao Ziyu knew that the other party must also be practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, the secret book of Tantric Buddhism. The strength of their arms or body is definitely not human.

Moreover, he felt a little danger from the two foreign monks, which made Xiao Ziyu solemn, and now he is in the tenth level of the acquired state.

All he had to do was to unblock the governor channel, open the double bridge of heaven and earth, and accept the baptism of innate aura, and then he would be able to break through the innate realm, but these two people were exactly the same as him.

"You two masters, what's the point of stopping you?" Xiao Ziyu sat on the horse and asked lightly.

"Amitabha! The benefactor is Xiao Ziyu in person," one of the tall monks asked.

"That's right, I'm just here. What's the matter?" Xiao Ziyu narrowed his eyes, his expression becoming more and more uncertain.

"That's good. The old monk and his younger brother came here this time, just to ask the benefactor to come with us!"

"Walk, where are you going? Who are you meeting?"

"Emperor of the Great Yuan Dynasty!" Fan Monk bowed his head and whispered.

"Haha! He wants me to go. What qualifications does he have? In my eyes, he is just a poor ant."

Xiao Ziyu laughed wildly. Originally, Xiao Ziyu thought that the two old monks were going to take him back to Daxue Mountain and put him under house arrest.

It seemed that the Shaolin monk liked to do this at every turn, but the other party actually wanted to take him to meet the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty.

However, Xiao Ziyu really sneered at this. In Xiao Ziyu's eyes, the Great Yuan Emperor was really a pitiful creature. It's just a puppet.

"The benefactor, don't make things difficult for the monk, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, so what, hehe! Why are you talking nonsense? As long as you can catch me, then I will let you take me away." Xiao Ziyu snorted and said coldly.

"Amitabha!" The monk clasped his palms together, and whispered with a painful expression on his face.

"Yin!" The Qingming sword was unsheathed, since the conversation could no longer be continued, then the only thing to do was to do it, Xiao Ziyu always liked to strike first.

With a flick of the right hand, Qingming came out of the sheath, pressed the saddle with the palm of the left hand, and leaped lightly, even in mid-air, and stepped on the air with his left foot, quickly leaping towards the two monks.

The sword moved with it, and the towering Qingming sword stabbed at the tall man's throat in the blink of an eye.

"Chong!"

The old monk was really not that easy to deal with. At the moment when he was about to die, the old monk combined his palms and held Xiao Ziyu's Qingming sword at once, preventing it from making any further progress.

"You actually took my sword with bare hands, old monk, I have to say that you are very brave, you must know that my sword is sharper than that Yitian sword", Xiao Ziyu said lightly.

Immediately with a turn of the wrist, the Qingming Sword immediately moved with the hand, and the sharp sword energy suddenly burst out. Even if the old monk reacted quickly and moved his palm away quickly, his figure also retreated.

But even so, it didn't break away from the busyness of Xiao Ziyu's Qingming sword, and it didn't wipe out the opponent's palm. It was the old monk's luck, or the opponent's reaction was fast enough.

But even so, there was a deep gash in the opponent's two palms, and the blood flow continued. With this move, Xiao Ziyu cut off [-]% of the old monk's strength.

After all, this old monk has no weapons, so the martial arts must be in his hands or his legs. Now that his palms are injured, he must not be able to use his palm skills.

To be able to do this, it can be said that the old monk was a little careless, or that he didn't know much about Xiao Ziyu's details, and didn't know that Xiao Ziyu had such a sharp sword in his hand.

If it's an extraordinary sword, based on his many years of practice, the palms of his hands are already made of copper skin and iron bones, and ordinary swords can't touch him at all.

"Amitabha!" The tall old monk took a few steps back, but still clasped his palms together, and when he spread them apart, the wounds on his hands were no longer bleeding.

"Old monk, I think you should go. With my current martial arts, the two of you alone can't take me down. With this sharp sword in my hand, you can't do it anymore. Maybe you two There may be one person left today."

Xiao Ziyu didn't really want to fight head-on with these two guys. You must know that these two guys came from the Tantric School of the Great Snow Mountain, and they definitely had more than that.

If he fought to the death, even if he could kill the two old monks, he would definitely be seriously injured. If so, it would be dangerous.

He believed that since these two old monks had found him, with the wit of Zhao Min from the Ruyang Palace, he would definitely send someone to trouble him, even Cheng Kun must have the same idea.

After all, a few years ago, Xiao Ziyu made a big fuss in his Ruyang Palace, and the deer stick guest is still being imprisoned in Wudang.

It can be said that Xiao Ziyu and this Ruyang Palace definitely have enmity. In addition, Xiao Ziyu has been beheading Mongolian officers and soldiers in the past few years, which will definitely make Ruyang Palace fearful.

Especially with Zhao Min's personality, he definitely wanted to take him down and take him under his command.

It can be said that around them, even the people from Ruyang Palace have ambushed. If these two great monks can't take Xiao Ziyu down, then they will definitely show up to attack Xiao Ziyu.

So Xiao Ziyu didn't want to fight these two old monks here.

(End of this chapter)