Simultaneous time travel: From Japanese comics to American comics

After a long journey, fate seems to have returned to the starting point.

After saving Duan Yu and Wang Yuyan, Qiao Feng and Azhu went to Yanmen Pass to explore their own life experiences.

They saw the Northern Song soldiers slaughtering the Liao people, and also saw the tattoos on the Liao people's chests.

The truth is cruel. Even if Qiao Feng finds it hard to accept, he can never deny the fact that he is a Liao person.

In order to pursue more truths, Qiao Feng keeps looking for those who participated in the Yanmen Pass massacre.

But wherever he goes, people who know the truth will be killed.

After searching for a while, the only ones who died were Master Zhiguang of Tiantai Mountain and Kang Min, the widow of Ma Dayuan.

Qiao Feng had no choice but to take Azhu to Tiantai Mountain.

The result was relatively smooth. They met Master Zhiguang and got the suicide note left by Xiao Yuanshan, knowing the ins and outs of the matter.

Now there is only one mystery left.

Who was the leader back then?

Facing Qiao Feng's questioning, Master Zhiguang sighed, said a prophecy, and then committed suicide by taking poison.

So far, the only person who knew the true identity of the leader was Kang Min, the vicious woman.

The two rushed to Xinyang to meet Kang Min again.

Kang Min, the slut, started to flirt with Qiao Feng when she saw him, and wanted to spend the night with him in exchange for the true identity of the leader.

With Qiao Feng's character, how could he do what she wanted? Of course, he refused sternly.

Kang Min also proposed that Qiao Feng kill Azhu, and even promised to help him restore his position as the leader of the Beggars' Sect.

This request finally touched Qiao Feng's bottom line!

Qiao Feng, furious, slapped Kang Min in the face and left angrily with Azhu.

At night, Azhu pretended to be the elder of the Beggars' Sect, Bai Shijing, to get Kang Min to talk, but Kang Min had already seen through her disguise and gave a false information.

So Qiao Feng and Azhu mistakenly thought that Duan Zhengchun, the King of Zhennan in Dali, was the leader.

The two of them inquired along the way and came to Xiaojing Lake. After some entanglements, they met Duan Zhengchun and his four retainers, as well as A Zi who had just escaped from Xingxiu Sect.

The hatred between parents is irreconcilable. Looking at the enemy in front of him, Qiao Feng was in a dilemma.

Duan Zhengchun was the father of his sworn brother Duan Yu. If he wanted to take revenge, it would mean that the brotherhood would be severed from then on, and they would be mortal enemies when they met again.

A Zhu was in a more difficult situation than Qiao Feng, because she just knew that Duan Zhengchun was her biological father and A Zi was her sister.

When she was suffering in her heart, A Zhu suddenly remembered the wooden box left by Chu Yang for them, and an amazing idea came to her mind.

Could it be that...

Mr. Chu had already calculated what would happen today?

If it was true.

Then wouldn't this Mr. Chu be a god?

With the idea of ​​just in case, A Zhu reminded Qiao Feng to open the wooden box. Qiao Feng was stunned when he heard it, and took out the wooden box with doubts. After opening it, he saw a folded letter paper.

Spreading out the letter paper, there were only two sentences.

Kang Min and Duan Zhengchun turned hatred from love!

Duan Zhengchun was not the leader!

This is true!

Qiao Feng and Azhu looked at each other, and suddenly the hair on their bodies stood up, and they were terrified!

"Who is Mr. Chu, and why does he know so many things?"

"If it was really Kang Min who framed him, how did he know that Kang Min would say Prince Duan's name?"

"You can frame anyone."

"This is the most frightening part..."

"Whether it is calculating or knowing God's will, neither is humanly possible!"

Azhu took a deep breath and trembled as she held Qiao Feng's hand, "Brother Qiao, I'm a little scared. What should I do now?"

Qiao Feng pondered for a moment, "I still want to believe that Mr. Chu. After all, he saved your life. If he had bad intentions towards us, he wouldn't have to do this."

"Besides, when I fought him that day, I felt that it would not be difficult for him to kill me..."

Azhu thought of Chu Yang's unpredictable abilities, and she was still a little scared. She suppressed her fear and said, "Why don't we talk to Prince Duan in person and be frank with him?"

Qiao Feng nodded. For now, this is the only way.

Just as the two were about to confront Duan Zhengchun, the four evil men suddenly came to Xiaojing Lake, and their target was Duan Zhengchun.

Duan Yanqing, the leader of the four evil men, was the former prince of Dali. Due to the civil strife in Dali, he fled from Dali after being plotted against by the treacherous minister Yang Yizhen.

Later, when Dali was restored, all the ministers thought that Duan Yanqing was dead, so they supported Duan Zhengchun's brother Duan Zhengming to succeed the throne of Dali.

From then on, Duan Yanqing regarded the two brothers as enemies and deliberately wanted to regain the throne.

In theory, Duan Yanqing wanted to kill Duan Zhengchun, which was an internal matter of the Dali royal family, and outsiders should not intervene.

But now Qiao Feng could not care much. Before Duan Zhengchun made a move, he stood up alone and fought the four evil men.

After a while, the four were defeated.

Duan Yanqing could only leave a few harsh words to Qiao Feng and left angrily.

"Thank you, Brother Qiao, for your help!"

Duan Zhengchun has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and he looks so handsome that he doesn't look like a middle-aged man.

"Duan Yu is my sworn brother, how can I just stand by and watch? Lord Duan, to be honest, I came here today to ask Lord Duan for confirmation!"

Qiao Feng looked serious and bowed slightly.

"If it's a serious matter, please go to the forest with me to talk."

Duan Zhengchun saw Qiao Feng's expression and guessed that the matter was urgent. He took Qiao Feng and left the others behind to talk quietly in a remote place.

Azhu stood in the distance waiting anxiously until she saw Qiao Feng slowly shaking his head at her, and she finally couldn't hold back her tears.

Turning around and looking at Ruan Xingzhu, who was greeting Ah Zi with greetings, Ah Zhu walked over shakily.

"Thank you, Prince Duan, for being honest."

"Brother Qiao means something serious. If you hadn't been honest and honest with me, I'm afraid both of us would have fallen into Kang Min's poisonous woman's scheme."

"Ashamedly, it was only through Mr. Chu's guidance that Qiao could clear up his misunderstanding about Prince Duan..."

"Mr. Chu? Brother Qiao, can you give me a recommendation? That Mr. Chu is also kind to Duan."

"I don't know where Mr. Chu is going. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely treat Mr. Chu to a drink."

"Hahaha, please be sure to call Duan then."

The misunderstanding was resolved, and the two chatted happily. As soon as they walked out of the forest, they saw Ruan Xingzhu holding A'Zhu and crying bitterly.

When Ruan Xingzhu saw Duan Zhengchun, he couldn't help shouting loudly: "Duan Lang, A'Zhu is also our child!"

Duan Zhengchun was overjoyed and quickly stepped forward to hug the mother and daughter.

Qiao Feng suddenly felt a little thirsty. His sworn brother's father suddenly became his father-in-law. Next time he saw Duan Yu, he didn't know whether he should call him second brother or brother-in-law...

But the next moment.

Qiao Feng suddenly fell into the ice cave, feeling extremely frightened.

If A'Zhu had known that Prince Duan was his father, and he regarded Prince Duan as his elder brother, and insisted on killing him to avenge his parents...

How will things develop?

Caught between him and his biological father, A'Zhu is in a dilemma of life and death. He will probably resolve the hatred between the two in his own way.

And what A'Zhu is best at is the art of disguise!

After thinking of a certain possibility, Qiao Feng had a happy expression on his face and murmured to himself.

"A'Zhu, Mr. Chu has saved you twice..."

The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, the sun is setting over the long river.

Although Wang Wei's poem "Envoy to the Fortress" is not about Mongolian style, it is very appropriate to describe the beautiful scenery Chu Yang saw in front of him.

After crossing the border of the Ming Dynasty and arriving at the endless Mongolian grassland, Chu Yang suddenly discovered the vastness of this world.

Different from the graceful and delicate scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, the grassland scenery is rough and rough, like a girl who has just left the boudoir without applying makeup, with a fresh breath.

The wind blew, and the grass half a man high swayed like green waves. The setting sun fell on it, covering the entire grassland with a layer of pale golden gauze.

Naturally, Huang Rong didn't want to miss such a beautiful scenery, so she volunteered to sit next to Chu Yang and act as a temporary coachman.

On the contrary, Mu Nianci, who always took the initiative to assume the responsibility of coachman, hid in the carriage and refused to come out.

No matter how Chu Yang called her, she would find an excuse to refuse.

In the end, Huang Rong forced her out to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the grassland, but Mu Nianci still lowered her head habitually, as if she was not very interested.

"When we arrive in Mongolia, shouldn't Sister Mu go find that silly boy's mother, who is Sister Mu's future mother-in-law?" Seeing this, Huang Rong rolled her eyes and showed a sly smile, "Sister Mu is shy, isn't she? "

Mu Nianci rolled her eyes at her. The little girl was obviously making fun of her.

Chu Yang nodded thoughtfully and said, "That should be the case. After all, she is a girl. It will be a bit embarrassing to meet her mother-in-law without her family."

Mu Nianci sighed deeply and frowned.

"Hey hey hey."

Huang Rong smiled like a little fox. She had guessed Mu Nianci's intentions all the way from the Southern Song Dynasty to Mongolia, and she also guessed that Mu Nianci was making an excuse out of thin air to find her future mother-in-law.

At this moment, Huang Rong, who was born with an eccentric spirit, was so happy to see her riding a tiger.

In terms of relationship, Huang Rong and Mu Nianci got along well and were already very good friends. However, Huang Rong still felt uncomfortable when she thought that the other party wanted to get close to Chu Yang.

"How about this, Miss Mu, how about we send you to find Guo Jing's mother first and then leave?"

As the saying goes, sending Buddha to the West, taking a girl as far away as Mongolia and leaving her alone, Chu Yang couldn't do such a thing.

Even when they reached the foot of Lingshan Mountain, they were still trembling.

Mu Nianci wanted to muster up the courage to confess to Chu Yang, but once she met Chu Yang's eyes, she felt inexplicably discouraged. She could only say thank you listlessly, "Thank you, Brother Chu."

Guo Jing was both the sworn brother of Temujin's son Tuo Lei and the golden sword consort of his daughter Hua Zheng, so Li Ping's residence was quite special, close to Temujin's royal tent.

It was difficult for Chu Yang, who was wearing Central Plains clothing, to find out the location of King Temujin's tent from the herdsmen, so he had to use illusions to confuse the herdsmen.

For the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, Chu Yang learned a little Mongolian in advance, so communication was not a big problem.

After meeting several waves of herdsmen one after another and getting Temujin's location, the carriage never stopped again.

Flying all night.

In the early morning of the next day, Mu Nianci took the reins from Chu Yang and sat down to drive without saying a word.

"Miss Mu doesn't seem very happy?"

"It's nothing, just a little nervous."

Chu Yang looked at her pale profile, thought for a moment and said, "You don't like this marriage?"

Mu Nianci's expression was stiff. She wanted to nod, but she didn't know whether she should nod or not.

There seemed to be no place for her to stand between Chu Yang and Huang Rong.

"If you don't like it, you can actually say it clearly. Uncle Yang is a bit stubborn, but he is not a person who has his own way."

Chu Yang thought that Mu Nianci fell in love with Yang Kang just like the original novel, and had to come to Mongolia because of his filial piety.

Frankly speaking, Guo Jing is much more reliable than Yang Kang. If Chu Yang were Yang Tiexin, he would be more happy to see Mu Nianci and Guo Jing together.

The premise is that Mu Nianci likes it.

Emotional matters cannot be forced, otherwise there would not be so many crazy men and resentful women in the world.

"If...if I really don't like this marriage, what should Brother Chu think?"

After a long time, Mu Nianci asked slowly in a voice as loud as a mosquito.

"Who you like is your freedom, no one else can control it, you can decide whatever you want."

At this point, Chu Yang paused slightly, "However, I think Guo Jing is more of a good match than Yang Kang. Even if you don't like Guo Jing, it's best not to choose Yang Kang."

Mu Nianci looked confused and didn't understand Chu Yang's meaning at all.

What does this have to do with Yang Kang?

Huang Rong's cough suddenly came from the carriage, interrupting their conversation.

Mu Nianci quickly sat up straight, her cheeks slightly red, and she felt a little sorry for Huang Rong inexplicably, and she did not dare to say another word for the rest of the journey.

With the blessing of magic, the carriage drove smoothly on the grassland, and arrived near Temujin's royal tent in one day and one night.

The three people got off the carriage and found that a banquet was being held here, and it seemed that important guests were being entertained.

"Xiao Chu, they are all dancing! I want to dance with them too."

"Forget it, be careful people think you are a spy."

"That's not the case. I'm just a girl. No spy would be like me."

"Stop making trouble and quickly find Guo Jing's mother."

While the two were bickering, they took Mu Nianci to look for Li Ping's yurt. There were singing and dancing Mongolians everywhere, most of them drunk.

Chu Yang caught a few drunk Mongolians and used illusions to make them reveal Li Ping's location.

But just as they were preparing to go there, Chu Yang suddenly heard some Mongolians discussing Tantric matters. After careful investigation with his knowledge, he realized that the protagonist of this banquet was Tantric Buddhism.

"It's really fate. I thought it would take a long time to find it..."

Chu Yang's eyebrows were filled with joy, and he turned to Huang Rong and said, "You take Miss Mu to find someone first, and I will go find you later."

After saying that, he disappeared directly in front of the two people.

Huang Rong and Mu Nianci looked at each other, they still couldn't adapt to Chu Yang's "immortal methods".

Arriving at the center of the royal court, Chu Yang quickly targeted the yurt where Temujin was and heard the sound of him talking to the Tantric monks.

Chu Yang walked leisurely and walked over. Wherever he went, the soldiers were shrouded in illusions and stood there like puppets.

Opening the tent, Chu Yang saw Temujin sitting directly above him, with lamas in red robes on both sides.

Temujin also saw Chu Yang wearing Central Plains clothes. He was stunned for a moment and immediately shouted: "Who is coming?"

Chu Yang ignored him and snapped his fingers. Then the eyes of Temujin and several lamas became dull.

Chu Yang walked towards the tantric lama and asked about the practice formula of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.

at the same time.

Huang Rong and Mu Nianci stood in front of Li Ping's yurt, but Mu Nianci gritted her teeth and refused to go in.

When Huang Rong saw this, a bad smile flashed across her lips, and then she turned cold.

"Honestly, Sister Mu, do you like Xiao Chu?!"

Mu Nianci, who was already at a loss, was upset by Huang Rong and screamed subconsciously.

"If you are so nervous, you must like Xiao Chu. Sister Mu, stop pretending!" Huang Rong said angrily.

"Rong'er... Miss Huang, don't talk nonsense, I'm not, I didn't."

Mu Nianci's tongue seemed to be tied up and she couldn't speak clearly. She blushed so much that she felt ashamed of being caught and raped by her original wife.

Huang Rong wanted to continue attacking Mu Nianci's psychological defense, but a female voice suddenly came from the yurt.

"Who's out there?"

Li Ping's voice was a little excited. She hadn't heard anyone speak Chinese in a long time.

Hearing Li Ping shouting, Mu Nianci's face turned pale. Could it be that he really wanted her to go in and recognize her mother-in-law?

"Sister Mu, if you don't admit it, I will take you in to find your future mother-in-law!"

Huang Rong snorted and threatened.

"Rong'er, I was wrong, I really like Brother Chu..."

Mu Nianci's eyes turned red and she cried anxiously in a low voice.

At this moment, Li Ping opened the tent and saw two beautiful little girls standing at the door. She was stunned and asked, "Who are you?"

Huang Rong smiled sweetly, "Aunt Li, your daughter is here to see you!"

On the other side, Chu Yang was using illusion skills to get the practice formula of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu from the lama's mouth.

Suddenly there was a strange fluctuation in the air, which abruptly interrupted his illusion, making Chu Yang feel incredible.

The youngest lama in the red robe suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Chu Yang and asked in very standard Chinese: "The donor's method is mysterious, but it is a bit underhanded."

Chu Yang looked at him curiously, "How did you break the spell?"

"It's just a blinding trick. As a Buddhist cultivator, why can't I detect it?" The young Tantric monk smiled and suddenly chanted the Buddhist mantra, and the vast and majestic power instantly stirred up in the yurt.

Chu Yang's eyes lit up and he said to himself: "I thought it was martial arts, but the style of painting suddenly turned fantasy. I don't know what level this practitioner is?"

The young monk took out the Dharma seal with one hand, and a ball of Buddha light appeared behind his head. He stretched out his hand and pressed it forward, and a swastika sprayed out from his palm, which rose in the wind.

Chu Yang used his internal energy and launched several Vajra Palm moves one after another. The huge handprints collided with the swastika and were instantly annihilated.

The two are worlds apart.

"Ordinary martial arts can't compare to my true tantric method!"

"Donor, you put down your butcher knife and became a Buddha immediately. Why don't you repent quickly?!"

The young monk looked indifferent and exuded a sense of majesty. He actually had the illusion that the Buddha was here.

The huge swastika was about to press down on Chu Yang.

Brilliant lightning shot into the sky, directly shattering the golden swastika.

The young monk's pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt an extremely terrifying aura from Chu Yang.

Looking again, I saw that the scholar in front of me had undergone shocking changes.

The golden feather cloth was draped on his body, and the thunder was wrapped around him like a ribbon, especially the pair of magatama eyes that were constantly rotating, which was not something that a mortal could have.

The monk stared at Chu Yang in disbelief. He originally thought that the other party was just a martial arts master who practiced some kind of magic skill, but he did not expect such an inhuman existence.

"evildoer!"

The young monk shouted in horror.

Thinking of the source of the power of the Tailed Beast Clothes, Chu Yang felt that there was nothing wrong with what the other party said, and grinned, "Then please master, master, subdue this evildoer like me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Yang appeared in front of the young monk in a flash, placing one hand on his head that was shrouded in Buddha's light.

"presumptuous!"

The young monk clasped his hands together, and a radiant Buddha appeared behind him, clasping his palms in the same posture.

The small yurt couldn't support such a noisy battle. It was swept away by the Buddha's palm and was instantly wiped out.

Temujin and several lamas were not injured at all, and were protected by the Buddha's light on the young monk's body and sent to a distance.

Chu Yang was clamped by the huge palms, like a weak fly.

"The donor is filled with murderous aura, and the poor monk will definitely try to influence you today!"

The Buddha's light on the young monk became brighter and brighter.

There was no trace of panic on Chu Yang's face, and a stalwart figure also appeared behind him, slowly wrapping him up.

The Buddha's palms were opened by terrifying power. The young monk took a closer look and saw that the scholar's figure disappeared, and a huge monster with three heads and six arms appeared.

Susanoo raised his bow and nocked an arrow, and shot out an energy arrow, piercing the Buddha's head behind the young monk.

The vast Buddha light suddenly dimmed.

puff!

Blood spurted out from the young monk's mouth, and he felt that his internal organs had been hit hard by this heavy blow, and he was about to faint from the pain.

Susanoo walked up to him, and after dissipating to reveal Chu Yang's true form, he still stretched out his hand and put it on the monk's head.

"Monk, do you still want to ferry me?"

"Amitabha, it is a pity that this poor monk has little magical power and cannot eliminate demons."

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you if you say this?"

"Monks have long put life and death aside."

"The consciousness is quite high."

Chu Yang patted Monk Afraid on the forehead. He had already mastered the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique just now, and during the battle he also acquired an unknown set of true tantric techniques.

Since you have made money, why bother to kill him? There is no enmity between him and others, and besides, he is the first to take responsibility for the loss.

From this, he also understood that illusion is only useful for people with lower realms, and is a bit useless for strong-willed practitioners like young monks.

The young monk waited for a long time but did not wait for Chu Yang to send him to the Western Heaven of Paradise to see the True Sun Tathagata Buddha. When he opened his eyes, he found that the other party had disappeared.

"Isn't the devil born?"

The young monk was puzzled and whispered to Amitabha, "There is such a strange person in the world."

The battle just now woke up many drunk people. Seeing the Buddha being killed by a monster's arrow, everyone knelt down in fear and begged the devil not to kill them.

As Chu Yang walked along, no one raised his head to look at him, or in other words, no one dared to raise his head at all.

There was something telling them that the scholar who came out of the royal court was a demon with three heads and six arms.

Although no one raised their heads, they still knelt down devoutly in the direction where the footsteps came from.

The two little girls were also frightened by the scene of the demon fighting the Buddha. They left Li Ping's yurt tremblingly, just in time to see countless herdsmen and soldiers kneeling to worship Chu Yang.

"Xiao Chu, did you kill Buddha?"

Huang Rong's face turned pale.

"If it's not a Buddha, it's just the appearance of a monk."

Chu Yang smiled and shook his head.

"So are you okay?"

Huang Rong anxiously stepped forward to check Chu Yang's body, touching here and pinching there, for fear that he was missing something.

"If you touch it again, I will sue you for indecent assault!"

Chu Yang slapped Huang Rong's little hand away angrily. He was very angry. What if something happened to him?

"Miss Mu really plans to make a career in the world by herself?"

"Well, Brother Chu, thank you for taking care of me during this time."

"You're welcome, then take care of yourself."

"Brother Chu... I have already explained this marriage to Aunt Li. I will reject it when I go back to my father."

"Well, you just have your own ideas, but you don't have to explain them to me."

"Brother Chu, do you think we will meet again?"

"If you are bored, you can always come to the private school to see Huang Rong. She will definitely be very happy."

Mu Nianci, who was standing in front of the carriage, suddenly stopped talking and looked down at her toes. An ant crawled from the ground to her instep.

The moon and stars are sparse.

Chu Yang didn't know what to say as a farewell for a moment, so he turned to look at Huang Rong.

"Xiao Chu, you are really stingy. It's already this time and you still don't give me a gift to say goodbye."

Huang Rong rolled her eyes and took out a rag doll from her arms, dressed very similar to Mu Nianci.

"Sister Mu, this is for you!"

Huang Rong handed the doll to Mu Nianci, who took it and looked at it carefully with a smile on his face.

Chu Yang scratched his head. He had never thought of giving anything to Mu Nianci.

After receiving the gift, Mu Nianci stared at Chu Yang expectantly.

"I'll give you a hairpin."

The branches were entangled in Chu Yang's palm, with a glistening green light. It was really beautiful in the middle of the night, like countless fireflies hovering around.

A green wooden hairpin appeared in Chu Yang's hand, and he handed it to Mu Nianci.

Mu Nianci took the hairpin and stroked it gently with gentle eyes.

"Okay, Miss Mu, let's just say goodbye!"

Chu Yang and Huang Rong got on the carriage. The little red horse snorted and slowly turned around and left.

Mu Nianci stood there blankly, waving constantly and watching the carriage go further and further away.

Huang Rong, who was sitting on the carriage shaft, was unhappy. Chu Yang felt that she felt lost because of Mu Nianci's departure, so he explained: "Miss Mu doesn't want to go back with us. She probably has her own things to do. We have to respect her." choice.”

Huang Rong shook her head, "Is there something wrong with her..."

Chu Yang didn't know what happened to them at all, and asked in confusion: "Did you two quarrel? Didn't you just get along well..."

"Oops! It's not a quarrel. I can't explain it to you, so stop asking!" Huang Rong glared at Chu Yang angrily.

"What's wrong!" Chu Yang smacked his lips, "If you quarrel, just quarrel. Just make up the next time we meet. How about I put you here and we can have a good chat and explore the world together. I can go back on my own..."

Before Chu Yang could finish speaking, Huang Rong suddenly hit Chu Yang's forehead hard, causing Huang Rong so much pain that tears kept rolling in her eyes.

"This is the result of not practicing martial ethics!"

Chu Yang smiled proudly.

Just kidding, although his current physical toughness is not invulnerable to fire and water, it is not something that can be moved with teeth.

Huang Rong was so angry that she rushed towards Chu Yang with a bared teeth, and opened her mouth to bite him. The little tiger teeth were cold and cold.

Chu Yang pinched her mouth and warned, "If you keep making trouble, your teeth will break."

Thinking that the tooth might be chipped off by Chu Yang's flesh, Huang Rong immediately gave up the idea of ​​biting and glared at Chu Yang angrily.

"From now on, when Miss Mu is away, you have to be responsible for driving."

Chu Yang said and handed the reins to Huang Rong's hand.

Although Huang Rong was very angry, she still took the reins obediently because she was afraid that Chu Yang would really leave her here.

However, after handing the reins out, Chu Yang did not return to the carriage. Instead, he sat with his eyes closed and meditated, saying, "Don't be lazy, I'm watching."

The strange thing is that Huang Rong no longer made a fuss, but instead showed an imperceptible smile.

After the two left, Mu Nianci stayed at Li Ping's place for one night, then left the next day and set off on his own journey.

After eighteen years of wandering around the world with his adoptive father Yang Tiexin, he had learned everything he needed to learn, and Mu Nianci was not afraid at all.

In addition, she also learned the Nine Yin Scriptures from Chu Yang, and even if it was not the entire book, she had made great progress in martial arts.

It is absolutely impossible for top masters from all major dynasties to defeat her in a single fight.

Unless the Grandmaster takes action.

This is why Chu Yang easily agreed to let her go on the road alone.

Mu Nianci said goodbye to Li Ping. As soon as he walked out of the yurt, he saw a very young monk standing outside, seemingly waiting for a long time.

The young monk is wearing a plain white robe, with a clean face and spotless body. He always has a kind smile and a sense of kindness beyond his age.

Seeing the monk looking at him with a smile, Mu Nianci asked softly: "This master, who are you?"

"The poor monk Sangji Zhuole is a monk who practices Tibetan Tantric Buddhism. When he was young, he used the Buddhist name Yunshen. This is how the benefactor called me."

Yun Shen, who was dressed in plain white monk robes, nodded and smiled, and his words and deeds gave people a polite feeling.

"Hello, Master Yun Shen, this is Mu Nianci, I think the master is waiting for me? What's the matter?"

Mu Nianci clasped his hands together and saluted in a formal manner.

"May I ask if the powerful man last night is Miss Mu's friend?"

This Master Yun Shen is the tantric practitioner who fought with Chu Yang.

Hearing the monk in front of him mention Chu Yang, Mu Nianci suddenly became vigilant and silently pressed the whip around his waist without saying a word.

"Don't worry, Miss Mu. I was not that expert's opponent in the fight last night. He spared my life so that I could live to talk to Miss Mu right now."

Master Yun Shen told the truth about his tragic defeat without any hesitation, without any resentment on his face.

Seeing that he had no intention of seeking revenge, Mu Nianci asked doubtfully, "Then why is Master looking for Brother Chu?"

"Asked."

Master Yun Shen replied crisply.

As the most talented practitioner of Tantra, he entered the Tao through Buddhism and martial arts. He looks young, but he is over a hundred years old. Today, the Tao has been exhausted and there is no progress at all.

Chu Yang was so powerful that he had never seen before, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was a land god.

After a duel with Chu Yang, Master Yun Shen had an epiphany and relaxed his bottleneck, and then he had the idea to ask the other party.

Mu Nianci didn't understand the specific meaning of the question, but she could feel that the other party had been convinced by Chu Yang, so she no longer had any hostility in her heart.

"Master Yun Shen is late. Brother Chu and the others left last night. I didn't go with them and I don't know where they went."

Mu Nianci said embarrassedly.

"It's because I don't have enough karma. Donor's fault."

Yun Shen couldn't help but sigh.

Mu Nianci couldn't bear to see him like this, so she whispered: "I know where Brother Chu lives, but I don't know when he can return home. If you don't mind, I can tell you."

Yun Shen glanced at this kind girl, surrounded by red dust lines, one of which was connected to a small city in the Southern Song Dynasty.

This is the Buddhist magical power that Yun Shen awakened after a hundred years of practice-fate.

Yun Shen's fate is just getting started, and he can see a person's future for a short time, but generally can't see specific things, it's very ethereal, like a dream.

The reason why Mu Nianci is so clear is because her fate is related to Chu Yang.

"Miss Mu will go there in the future. If you don't mind, can I go with Miss Mu?"

………

The little red horse galloped on the grassland for more than a month before Chu Yang and Huang Rong returned to the territory of the Ming Dynasty.

They had seen enough scenery and suffered a lot.

When they were about to leave, Huang Rong was still shouting that she would never come again.

According to the plan, Chu Yang had to go to Wudang Mountain to meet Master Zhang.

Through the battle with the Tantric monk, Chu Yang could be sure that Zhang Sanfeng in this world was definitely a cultivator.

The illusion should not work on Zhang Sanfeng. The best way is to force him to take action.

After entering a small town on the border, Chu Yang took Huang Rong to find an inn to rest for a while. When they went up to the second floor to order food, they heard the storyteller talking about the recent events in the martial arts world.

In just over a month, the martial arts world was turbulent.

"Everyone has heard about the Tomb Clan incident a while ago, right?"

"It is rumored that the most amazing book in the martial arts world, the Nine Yin Manual, is hidden in the small Tomb Clan at the foot of Mount Zhongnan!"

"An innocent man is guilty of possessing a treasure!"

"After the news spread, many martial arts sects and martial arts masters went to Mount Zhongnan to compete for the Nine Yin Manual."

"What they were thinking was very simple. If they couldn't afford to offend Wang Chongyang's Quanzhen Sect, could they afford to offend the unknown Tomb Clan?"

"So, the Tomb Clan suffered a great disaster and was occupied. The only two remaining disciples in the sect escaped with difficulty after an old servant fought to the death."

"The old servant was also loyal and righteous. He was tortured in every way but didn't reveal the whereabouts of the two disciples."

"Bang!"

The porcelain white bowl fell heavily to the ground and broke into pieces. Huang Rong looked at Chu Yang in panic.

Chu Yang's face was gloomy. The Tomb Clan had always been aloof from the world and didn't deal with outsiders. He never thought that the news of the Nine Yin Manual would leak out.

"Xiao Chu, the two of them are now..."

When Huang Rong thought that the delicate baby might have been killed, she couldn't help crying. Her tears fell on the table, making a clattering sound.

"Don't cry yet, the storyteller hasn't finished yet."

In the lobby, the diners stared at the storyteller nervously. After he drank a sip of hot tea and took a long breath, they heard the next words.

"What I'm going to say next is some unconfirmed gossip. You can just listen to it for fun and don't take it seriously."

"It is said that after the two disciples of the Tomb Sect escaped, they came to our place for some reason and happened to be involved in the dispute between the Demon Sect and the six major sects. They were abducted by the Demon Sect and taken to Bright Summit."

"The six major sects have been grudges against them for a long time. In addition to this incident, they simply joined hands to besiege Bright Summit this time."

The storyteller was talking excitedly when suddenly a young man who looked like a scholar appeared in front of him, and his voice stopped abruptly.

The scholar bowed and said, "Mr. Storyteller, I would like to ask, why did the two disciples of the Tomb Sect run to the Ming Dynasty?"

The storyteller scratched his head and smiled. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "I heard that they actually wanted to go to Mongolia, but they were intercepted by the people of the six major sects halfway."

The scholar closed his eyes, his face expressionless, and a chill spread in the hall.

The storyteller who had traveled far and wide was well-informed. He realized that the scholar in front of him was not easy to mess with, so he silently stepped back a few steps and wanted to leave quietly.

At this moment, the scholar suddenly opened his eyes, smiled and bowed to the storyteller, and then asked the girl to leave.

The girl's face was full of murderous intent.

After the two left, all the porcelain in the restaurant exploded!

Chu Yang returned to the stable and took out the carriage, and then told Huang Rong: "I will go to Guangmingding first, you drive the carriage and follow, pay attention to safety."

Huang Rong nodded obediently.

After speaking, Chu Yang did not care about covering up, and flew directly into the sky and disappeared into the horizon.

Guangmingding is located on the border of the Ming Dynasty. It is built on the endless mountains. Because of the harsh geographical environment, basically no one has set foot there.

But this time the six major sects came from afar to besiege Guangmingding, and the movement was not small. Chu Yang could see a narrow and long crowd of people in the sky, and the foreshadowing was thousands of miles away.

Following the direction of the crowd, Chu Yang soon found Guangmingding, the summit of the mountains.

The battle seemed to have been going on for a while.

The entire Guangmingding was a river of blood.

Perhaps because of some changes in the plot, Chu Yang did not see the scene of Zhang Wuji fighting against the six major sects alone.

There was only a crazy fight between the two armies.

The blood flowed like a river.

Chu Yang stood in the void, watching these people fighting indifferently. He didn't care about their lives, he just wanted to find Xiao Long Nu and Li Mo Chou.

Soon, someone discovered Chu Yang's existence and subconsciously shouted, "Look, there are people in the sky."

As soon as the man finished shouting, he was chopped to the ground by someone. Before he died, his eyes were still staring at the sky.

Everyone on Guangmingding was killing red-eyed, who would pay attention to what he said?

In the chaos, Chu Yang fell beside the unlucky guy, looked down at him, and then stepped on his throat, ending his lingering pain.

Chu Yang walked slowly in the pool of blood. Those who wanted to kill him fell inexplicably in the pool of blood and died.

No one noticed how Chu Yang killed people, but unknowingly, too many people died, leaving a vacuum zone beside him.

Chu Yang grabbed a Mingjiao disciple who was still breathing and asked, "Where are the two disciples from the Tomb Sect?"

The Mingjiao disciple did not answer, but spat out a mouthful of blood.

The invisible air wave blocked the spit, Chu Yang frowned, dragged the Mingjiao disciple into the illusion space, and began to interrogate him. After knowing the answer, his face was more surprised.

This Mingjiao disciple was under the Five Elements Flag. In his memory, the Mingjiao did not kidnap Li Mochou and Xiaolongnu, but rescued them from the six major sects.

Looking at the chaotic Bright Summit and the disciples of the six major sects, Chu Yang was furious, and with a roar, he launched the Overlord Color Domineering.

The invisible wave spread, and except for a few masters, most of the other six major sects and Mingjiao disciples fell to the ground and fainted.

The remaining masters looked at Chu Yang in horror.

I have a fever, I don’t know if it’s yang, I’ve been typing for more than 13 or 14 hours a day recently, my body can’t take it anymore… I haven’t saved any drafts since the third day of the release, the performance of this book is OK, in order to ensure the quality, I’ll update at least 300,000 words this month!!! I’ll work hard to ensure both quality and quantity!