Dajing Sun and Moon

Chapter 83

Funiu Mountain.

This mountain is located in Zezhou, in the southwest of Taihang. It is named for its shape like a green bull crawling and its majestic momentum. It is rumored that there are two land and mountain gods hidden in this mountain, "ox ghosts and snake gods".

Just in time, the wind howled and the snow surged, and the road was blocked by white mist.

The rattling sound was getting closer, and the tiger roared and his horse neighed.

With a sound of swish, a beautiful figure leaped into the sky, and the white silk leaped into the sky, flying with 'beauty'.

The white tiger below was patrolling the forest, raised its head, bared its teeth, and let out low growls.

Looking at the blood stains at the corner of his mouth, he seemed to have had a full meal.

With a gasp, the white tiger spat out a section of horse bone, glanced at the man and woman in the sky with cold eyes, and then burrowed into the dense forest.

Xia Houchun, who was walking in the sky, stepped on the treetops, watching the white tiger enter the mountain, thoughtfully.

Fang Xirou squeezed the bulging roundness, glanced at him, and said with a sneer, "The kindness of a woman."

Xia Houchun smacked his lips, with curious eyes, "That's a white tiger, it's rare to see it in hundreds of years, it's a pity to kill it."

The sound of trampling approached from below, and two horses came out through the fog.

Murong Yan's face on the saddle was pale, and the masked figure walked on the ground with no expression on his face.

Not to mention a mere white tiger, even the white dragon general, she can kill it.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and Xia Houchun and Fang Xirou fell on their horses from the air.

Facing Murong Yan, he said: "This place is adjacent to the outskirts of Taihang, there are wild beasts like clouds, Miss Murong better be careful."

Yang Zhong on the side followed, and asked in a confused voice: "Why don't your Highness kill this evil?"

After Murong Yan regained his composure, he raised his eyes to the north, and said solemnly: "You must not kill them, otherwise I will recruit those two later."

Fang Xirou sneered, "People who come from remote places always believe in the so-called theory of evil spirits and ghosts."

The masked man glanced at her coldly, and snorted coldly, "A frog at the bottom of a well."

Fang Xirou was furious: "You are still boasting at your level, isn't it just some witchcraft, sacrifice and worship of gods, it seems to be very powerful."

Xia Houchun didn't know how many hundreds of times he tried to stop the fight, he waved his hand to stop it, and then looked at Murong, "Does Miss Murong know the secret of Funiu?"

After murmuring for a while, Murong Yan said: "The Taihang Mountains stretch for thousands of miles from north to south. It is widely heard that there are evil gods and monsters hidden in the mountains, but no one has actually seen them."

Having said that, she glanced at Fang Xirou. Although this little saint of the Spiritual Sect was called a 'little witch', in fact, her cultivation methods were different from those of the Daoist Sect, and she was not a real evil spirit.

It is not so much the way of magic, it is better to be the "heretical ways" in Xuanzong's mouth.

But the evil gods and monsters in Taihang are ghosts and monsters.

Fang Xirou rolled her eyes, "Of course there are no evil spirits and ghosts here, and the one occupying Funiu Mountain is a Taoist sect called 'Wuchenmen'."

She flashed her eyes and smiled jokingly, "The white tiger just now might be his mountain guard beast."

Xia Houchun was furious: "The mountain guardian spirit beast? Then you still encourage me to kill that white tiger?"

Unexpectedly, this little girl didn't take it seriously, she looked at the clouds with burning eyes, as if she could see through layers of clouds and mist, and reach a certain peak that towers into the sky.

She smiled sweetly, and kept urging Xia Houchun to commit crimes, and said quietly: "This little white tiger is extremely intelligent, if you stew it, maybe it can let you break through the realm of true energy."

Since leaving Taikang, Xia Houchun's internal cultivation has not increased, especially as he gets closer to the secular world of the city, the aura becomes thinner, and only around the mountainous peaks, there is a sense of inspiration.

This is also one of the reasons why Xia Houchun abandoned the large army and went into battle lightly.

No matter how hard the background is, no matter how rich the social status is, if you don't live up to it and don't have two brushes, you will be brushed for experience sooner or later.

Therefore, this time, going north to Fuyouyan, recruiting civil servants and generals from all over the world is to enrich the wings, and walking in Lingshan Daze is to find opportunities to break through.

Yang Zhong and Ding Zhongyin walked side by side, Qin Rui sent Qianqi to station at Zhiguanxing in the Eight Xings of Taixing, and the two of them followed the prince to worship the mountain.

Yang Zhong frowned slightly and said: "The Wuchen Sect has actually moved here, why didn't the court know about it?"

Wuchen Sect is a branch of Taoism, majoring in the way of "clean heart and few desires". It is a branch of Xuanzong's "ruthless way". During the Taizong period, it was separated by the imperial court. Heaven's Way' monk.

Because Ding Zhong had worked in Dongyan and Tongguan, he was well-informed, so he naturally knew a lot about cultivators.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and said softly: "Now Xuanzong and I Dajing are about to confront each other. They were once sealed by His Majesty Taizong to the East China Sea Spirit Island, but now they have quietly returned to the inland of Guanzhong, even under the eyes of my East Capital." Underneath, what are they trying to do?"

Yang Zhong sneered when he heard the words, "White-eyed wolf will return to his lair, it will definitely not be a favor."

Fang Xirou stepped on the saddle lightly, and said in a leisurely voice: "I warn you, this is their territory, if you talk nonsense like this, if they overhear you, you will get into trouble."

The masked man suddenly raised his head and snorted coldly, "Trouble is at your door."

Words come first when people hear them.

Surrounded by birch leaves, a breeze comes from all directions.

The flying fog rolled rapidly, as if there was a sign of a dragon leaping and a tiger leaping.

"Roar!"

Xia Houchun's expression changed, "Be careful!"

He flew up and rushed towards Murong, with a plop, the two fell to the ground.

The mount screamed and fell to the ground.

I saw that there were two fist-sized tooth holes on his neck, and after a fierce struggle, he died whining.

Beside the horse corpse, there is a white tiger wandering around.

With a clang, Yang Zhong and Ding Zhongyin drew their sabers together.

The two horses were frightened away just now, and almost fell to their deaths.

Ding Zhongyin cursed in a low voice, "It's all your fault, Crow's mouth."

After more than ten days of traveling on the rugged mountain road, the two of them became acquainted with each other.

Yang Zhong pursed his lips, "If you are timid and dare to defend the border, are you tired of working?"

Fang Xirou looked at Xia Houchun with great interest, and turned to the place where the clouds and mists were billowing, and said to Xia Houchun, "No, the person you were waiting for is here."

After the masked man helped Murong up, he said angrily to Xia Houchun: "You fish when you are fishing, what are you doing with my princess?"

The person hiding in the mist over there finally couldn't bear it any longer, and yelled coquettishly, "Who broke into my Wuchen door without permission!"

Xia Houchun patted the dirty snow on his robe, and cupped his hands towards the place where the clouds and mists were billowing: "Xia Lin, the eastern capital, wants to visit the Wuchen Gate, can you introduce me to the owner of the noble gate?"

With a low growl, the white tiger made a leap, bypassing Xia Houchun and the others, and plunged into the churning snow and mist.

The white tiger is just a wild beast, not a spiritual beast, and poses no threat to Xia Houchun and the others. The reason why he deliberately made this move is naturally Xia Houchun's plan of "leading the snake out of the hole".

The woman in the flying mist snorted lightly and said, "No, I'm not free."

Yang Zhong was furious: "Presumptuous!"

Xia Houchun quickly stopped him, smiled at the girl in the cloud and said, "Please go back and tell the head of your family that you have a big opportunity coming, and he will naturally meet me."

How many mortals talk about great opportunities with their Wuchenmen?

"Not interested, get out!"

Xia Houchun laughed and said, "I'm really not interested? You should know that this business is related to the life and death of your Wuchen Sect."

That Yunwu was furious immediately: "You dare to threaten me?"

There were whistling sounds all around, and the milky white snow mist was crazily agitated, sweeping over like a raging wave.

Xia Houchun smiled without saying a word, Fang Xirou's eyes showed disdain, and the masked man protected Murong, his aura became more and more indifferent.

A bell sounded suddenly, and the sound spread to: "The nobles come to the door, and there is a long way to welcome you. Jing'er, please invite some distinguished guests to go up the mountain."

Fang Xirou pursed her lips, "The old man is still there."

Xia Houchun's expression was solemn, and he mentioned it quietly.

This is the first time he has faced a sect of monasticism, and it is related to the grand plan of "combining vertical and horizontal alliances", and there is no room for loss.

Be sure to drag them into the water!

No, I want to bring them to make a fortune together!
(End of this chapter)