[Comprehensive martial arts] Strength won't let me keep a low profile

It is windy and cold in the twelfth lunar month, especially outside the pass.

There is still a long distance between the mountain pass in the eastern section of the Kunlun Mountains and the mountain range in the western section where Guangmingding is located.

This year's severe winter, the small town of Shankou is not as desolate and deserted as in previous years, but has gathered a lot of travelers.

It's not surprising that next June will be the big wedding of the leader of Mingjiao.

Speaking of early summer, there was news that the leader of the Ming Cult was about to get married, and it took more than a year from the invitation to the official wedding reception.

Mingjiao is far away from the Central Plains, and guests need time to prepare gifts, and even a long journey to reach the Bright Summit.

The small town of Yamaguchi is a transit point for the vast majority of people.

"What the hell, there are so many people this year, and they don't trade in another place."

"Who says it's not. It's just that the scar is troublesome. I don't think people talk too much, so they call it dark under the lamp."

The two people who spoke were dressed in ordinary clothes, and at first glance they were local villagers.

Either carrying or carrying the mended sacks, without lighting the lights, they walked out of the town in the dark and headed towards the back mountain.

The direction of the back mountain is the entrance of the Kunlun Mountains.

With the pale moonlight shining down, looking up the mountain, one can vaguely see deserted temples scattered among the mountains.

There are temples, ruins and broken tiles, without the slightest popularity.

However, if you watch patiently for several hours, there will suddenly be a black shadow at the entrance of the deserted temple in the middle of the night, and a few pinches of dim light will suddenly appear in the temple.It flickered on and off, and soon disappeared again.

The temple is covered with dust and cobwebs.

If you don't listen carefully, it's hard to find the indistinct sound coming from the ground.

And even if you listen carefully, you can't hear it clearly. It seems that there are many people wailing underground, like the screams of evil spirits coming from the [-]th floor of hell.

I don't know when, there is a custom and taboo in the small town of Shankou - don't enter the temple after dark.

On the mountain pass on the east side of the Kunlun Mountains, under the stretches of deserted temples, evil spirits and evil spirits are suppressed.

The location of the deserted temple is very particular, forming a certain formation.As long as a temple is destroyed, evil spirits may be born.

Therefore, don't go to the deserted temple at night, lest you be bewitched by the evil voice and damage the sealing barrier by mistake.

What about the facts?

On the second watch day, Chi Zangfeng came near the deserted temple.

In the past six months, news of the Yitian Sword and the Dragon Slaying Saber had spread, but she did not encounter anything special from Luoyang to Sichuan and then to the eastern part of Kunlun.

On the rivers and lakes, there was a heat wave of looking for swords, but no one heard of anyone who got the magic weapon.

In the middle of the night, instead of thinking about the whereabouts of the sword, it is better to do something practical and think about where to choose to rest.

I inquired about the situation at the Kunlun Mountain Pass in advance, and the inn in the small town was full, so I might as well go directly into the mountain to find a place to rest for the night.

I didn't stay in the deserted temple because I was afraid of rumors of ghosts and ghosts.If you encounter a real ghost, you can still have a fresh look. I don't know if there are ghost cultivators in this world.

But I don't want to make trouble for myself for no reason.

Most people can't really hear the sound of the underground, and think that the vague sound is very similar to the howling of ghosts and demons. In fact, it is a distorted cry after passing through a special spatial structure.

"1 taels, once; 1 taels, twice. Is there any other bids?"

"Three, two, one. 1 taels, three times! Deal, bronze mirror Guidi Zi No. [-] buyer."

Chi Zangfeng lay on the ground and listened carefully, and understood the distorted voices.There is no ghost crying, it is clearly the sound of bidding at the auction.

The truth is obvious.There is indeed something under the desolate temple in this area, not a demon, but an underground black market.

In order to deceive people, they made up rumors that strangers should not enter. The trick is not new, but it works. At least Chi Zangfeng also chooses not to enter the temple.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, I can't ask for a guest room to take a hot bath, but I can always ask for a thatched hut that no one disturbs me in the middle of the night.

Deliberately avoiding the deserted temple is to avoid those underground traders.In order not to bump into each other halfway through sleep, if they disagree with each other, they have to get up and fight.

After walking for an extra hour, we went deeper into Kunlun.

The mountain stream freezes over.

Beside the lingering old trees, there is an empty thatched hut with a hole in the roof.

This place happened to be in a ravine, with cliffs on one side, and no traces of humans or animals, so it must have been a long time since there were any living creatures.

Chi Zangfeng lit the torch and turned it around, nodded in satisfaction, "Just here, it's clean enough."

See, the request for temporary accommodation is as simple as that.

The cold wind continued to blow, and time passed by.

In the middle of the night, there were rustling noises from the deserted temples.

Those who didn't know the truth thought it was something from the underworld crawling out, but in fact it was the end of the auction.

Buyers and sellers left from different temples through secret passages, basically following the unspoken rules and trying not to make noise to attract unnecessary attention.

A boy dressed in brocade came out of the deserted temple with something in his arms.The thing in his arms is wrapped in black satin, which looks like a big knife from the outside.

At this time, the young man couldn't hide his joy, and lowered his voice to praise the tall man behind him. "Yuanzhen, you have done a lot this time! When you return to the head teacher, I will definitely reward you with silver."

The tall man called Yuanzhen, about 25 years old, is a handsome man.

Hearing that there was a reward, he just waved his hands humbly, "Young master, this is the job of the subordinates. Let's go down the mountain quickly and go back to the west."

One master and one servant quickened their pace, the further they walked, the less they could see other traders.

At the fork in the road, a gust of cold wind suddenly hit.

No, this is being targeted by greedy people.

After the auction, one of the things to watch out for is the yellow finch.Some people couldn't afford the auction items, so they wanted to solve the buyers who paid for the treasures.

Grab a single word, no capital and no profit.

"who are you!"

Yuan Zhen drew his knife immediately, and saw eighteen people besieging him.

"Who is it? Well, let you all be sensible ghosts, we are Mingjiao."

The leader of the raiders clamored and waved his hands, starting the attack without giving any room for negotiation. "Brothers, grab the knife, grab the dragon-slaying knife, and make first-class meritorious service in front of Master Yang."

Who would have thought that on a seemingly ordinary night, a dragon-slaying knife would be auctioned in the underground black market!

The knife was bought by the boy in brocade at a high price.

As soon as these words came out, the face of the boy holding the knife turned pale. "You, you dare to rob, do you know who I am?"

"Hahaha! I don't care who you are! On this land to the west, who am I afraid of, Mingjiao?"

The team leader sneered, "You have to show some face to the Western Demon Cult. Can you still be the young master of the Western Demon Cult?"

The complexion of the young man in brocade clothes became even worse, and he poked his neck, "Yes, I am Yu Tianbao, and my father is Yu Luocha."

what? !

This is very embarrassing, saying that Cao Cao Cao Cao is here.

Suddenly, the atmosphere was weird, as if the pause button had been pressed.

The leader quickly regained his senses, but instead of retreating, he burst into even louder laughter.

"Your father is Yu Luocha? Hey, then I have a younger brother who is the emperor! You have to find a better excuse to bluff people."

Do you not believe it?No, even if the young man in brocade clothes is really the young master of the Western Demon Cult, there is still a saying that the tiger falls in the flat sun and is bullied by dogs.

In front of the tempting dragon-slaying knife, unless Yu Luosha himself comes in person, a name alone is not enough to scare off the robbers.

The team leader sneered and shouted, "If this kid is really the young master of the Demon Sect, he must have real kung fu. Come on, brothers! Let's see if he is a fake."

The guard Yuan Zhen glared at him, and stood in front of Yu Tianbao, "Mingjiao, you are too deceitful!"

Bullying or not bullying, chaos wars come anyway.

Not two against eighteen, but one against eighteen.

Only Yuan Zhen was struggling to fight with his sword, while Yu Tianbao could only hide in the east, so the three-legged cat's martial arts were more dexterous in avoiding surprise attacks.

If things go on like this, there will be more bad luck than good luck.

The truth is broken, "Young master, you run quickly with a knife, I will hold back this group of people. Find a place to hide first. I will try to contact other people, and then deal with this group of lackeys of the Ming family."

run alone?

Yu Tianbao wanted to ask if he could escape?He regretted it, this time he shouldn't have secretly left the Western Devil's Cult, he only brought Yuan Zhen with him as an escort.

The world under the mountain is really wonderful.I made a lot of money by going to the gambling house, but after I had a good time, I was afraid to go back and face Yu Luocha's punishment.

Although he was rarely punished by his father in the 15 years he lived since he was a child, he was still a little guilty and afraid.I want to find something good to go back to honor my father and make Yu Luosha happy, so that I can ignore his sneaking behavior this time.

What counts as a good thing?

Dragon Saber, of course, is a good thing.

Yu Tianbao spent a lot of money.He gave away all the money he had, not only tens of thousands of taels from the Demon Sect, but also the millions of taels he won from the gambling house, and bought this dragon-slaying knife.

The knife is in hand, but the pursuit also comes.

"You have to be careful."

Yu Tianbao hesitated for a moment, but chose to run away immediately.It's useless for him to keep it, he'd better find a place to hide, and wait for Yuanzhen to find rescuers.

So he ran away, but he didn't see the coldness in Yuan Zhen's eyes.

At this moment, he didn't know where to run and hide, and there were one or two people behind him who continued to chase and kill him.

On the night of the seventh day, the moon fades in the second half of the night.There are only dim stars, but the deep mountains are almost pitch-black.

Those who escaped seemed to be running around like headless chickens.

The only good news is that the chasers are not familiar with the terrain of the mountains and forests, and they can't speed up their pursuit in the dark.

Yu Tianbao fell down, got up and ran again. After some time, the sound of chasing footsteps disappeared.

Are you safe?

He was about to breathe a sigh of relief when suddenly the back of his head felt cold.Caught off guard, the back was hit by an extremely gloomy cold air.

"puff!"

Yu Tianbao only felt that his internal organs seemed to be frozen by the extreme cold, and his whole body suddenly fell into the ice cave.One was unsteady, and the dragon-slaying knife held in his hand was thrown forward.

whoosh-

There was a sound of breaking wind, but the sound of the knife falling was not heard.

"Ah! Luzhangke, what did you do, catch the knife quickly!"

"What are you picking up, He Biweng, are you blind? There is a cliff ahead! The knife fell!"

In the dim mountain forest, the voices of two men sounded.

Yu Tianbao secretly thought that something was wrong, not only was it bad that the Dragon Slaying Saber fell, but what was even worse was that he had the misfortune to meet two apprentices of Taoist Baishang.

Even though his martial arts are mediocre and he is ignorant of the Demon Cult's government affairs, he is not so stupid that he knows nothing.You may not be able to remember the knights in the Jianghu, but you must remember the villains in the Jianghu.

A Taoist with hundreds of damages, he created his own Xuanming God Palm.

Yu Luocha himself said that Taoist Baishang's martial arts are insidious and profound.Although he died a few years ago, two apprentices carry on the mantle.

Yu Tianbao: What should I do?These two guys will definitely not show mercy, can he survive?

The mountains are deep.

Some places are murderous and wanton, while others are quiet and silent.

'Whoosh—'

The heavy object fell from the sky, and the sound broke the silence at the bottom of the cliff.

Is there an enemy attack? !

Chi Zangfeng opened his eyes suddenly, turned over and jumped out of the window of the hut.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Then I saw a black shadow falling from the sky and hitting the roof of the hut.With a bang, the already dilapidated roof collapsed completely.

what happened?In the middle of the night, hiding in the thatched hut is still unable to hide the quietness.

Who is throwing objects in the sky? This is not only disturbing people's peace, but also killing people!

Chi Zangfeng looked up, the night was dark and cloudy, and the top of the cliff could not be seen clearly.

Let's go to the hut first to have a look at the murder weapon.As soon as she drew the knife, she froze on the spot, only to see two big characters "Tulong" engraved on the back of the knife.

This?

What kind of new operation is this to deliver a knife to your door?

Chi Zangfeng pinched his face, it hurt a little, it wasn't dreaming.

People sleep in thatched huts, and knives come from the sky?Had her luck unknowingly evolved to such a terrifying level?

"God, it's really you, do you dare to drop me something new?"

This sentence, Chi Zangfeng assured with Huang Yaoshi's jade flute, was really just a casual joke.

It never occurred to him that just after the voice fell, he heard the sound of falling objects from high altitude.

Then I saw a blood-stained boy falling down.

Hey hey!Don't!

Chi Zangfeng watched the young man about to smash his head into a meatloaf, this kind of thing that tested her morality came no matter what.

In the wilderness, saving a person who fell off a cliff, the ghost knows whether this young man is good or evil, but he will feel guilty if he dies.

At critical moments, there is no room for indecision.

Chi Zangfeng still made a move, and several palm winds condensed into an invisible cushion, which slowed down the boy's falling speed.

Finally, the boy lay on his back and slowly fell to the ground, looking sideways at Chi Zangfeng with blood on his face.

He pulled out a dazed and ingratiating smile, "Father, you are here. Don't scold the baby, the baby found the dragon knife as a birthday present for you."

After speaking, the boy tilted his head and passed out.

Chi Zangfeng:! ! !

Don't get dizzy, tell her clearly, who is the father?She was wearing women's clothes, women's clothes, women's clothes!Why do you like being a father?