Chapter 286: Azure Dragon Holds the Moon
Chapter 286: Azure Dragon Holds the Moon
Jiangxi is a country of folded hills and endless mountain ranges, but the area around Nanchang Prefecture is hundreds of miles of flat and fertile land.
There are more than a thousand camphor trees growing on the plains near the lake. In the low-lying areas, there are several small puddles connected to each other, surrounded by green grass. The environment is quiet and peaceful. The crucian carps that originally lived here peacefully are swimming rapidly.
"vomit…"
Yellow turbid matter instantly spread in the water, and half of the originally clear water became black and foul.
"Er..."
The boy lay in front of the puddle and vomited for half a minute until he fainted.
"What did they feed you?"
The woman in black pinched her nose, walked to the puddle, and looked at the boy with sympathy. Seeing his gloomy face and smelling the disgusting odor, she immediately thought of a very terrible answer. Out of her little remaining kindness, she stopped asking questions.
The boy gave her a cold look: "Shit!"
"Dog…dog shit?"
Du Xiaochai was shocked and didn't know what to say.
Lin Pingzhi was very calm. He stood up, bowed and said, "Thank you, lady, for your help."
"Don't thank me. I was ordered to come here, and I can only save you this time."
Lin Pingzhi asked: "Who should I thank then?"
Du Xiaochai shook his head slightly and did not answer. He only said, "He asked me to tell you that your parents were taken to Hunan by the Qingcheng Sect. If you want to save them, you don't have to go to Sichuan. You can go to Hengshan to find Yu Canghai."
Lin Pingzhi nodded and said, "Okay, I will leave for Hengshan immediately."
"I'll give you the mount as a gift. I wish you good luck."
Du Xiaochai chuckled, jumped on her horse, and had to go back to report.
"and many more."
"What else do you want?"
"May I ask... your name, lady?"
Lin Pingzhi looked up at the woman in black, as if trying to remember the appearance of his savior.
"Du Xiaochai!"
The rider ran out of the camphor forest, and only a black horse was left beside the puddle, eating grass with its head down.
"Du Xiaochai?"
Lin Pingzhi's eyes were cold as he silently memorized the name in his heart. Listed behind the Qingcheng Sect, he was also... someone who deserved to be killed.
A gentle breeze blew through the forest, and a canoe was moored on the shore of East Lake.
The boat swayed in the wind, creating several ripples.
The melodious sound of the flute soothes my heart and blends into the color of the lake and sky in the distance.
Du Xiaochai tied his horse to a willow tree by the lake about a hundred steps away and walked over.
Zhang Yu sat on the boat board, holding the bamboo flute with his ten fingers, dancing gracefully with the sound waves, as if there was a wonderful melody, solemn and gentle, which made people indulge in it. In his mind, he could not help but think of the monks beating the chimes, the Buddha, the eight heavenly dragons, the evil ghosts and rakshasas, and the goddess scattering flowers...
In three years, I have gone from knowing nothing about music theory to becoming an expert in the art of flute playing. This was due to the help of the music theory notes given by Qu Yang, as well as my own personal experience of the ups and downs of life.
"Sir, Lin Pingzhi was saved."
Du Xiaochai stood on the shore and reported.
"I told him as he said that Lin Zhennan and his wife were taken to Hengshan."
Zhang Yu put away the purple flute and looked towards the lake. There was also a boat on the lake in the distance, which seemed to be facing this side.
"Liu Zhengfeng is holding a ceremony to retire from the underworld. During this period, Hengshan should be the busiest place in the martial arts world. All the orthodox people will gather together to discuss how to deal with the Divine Cult and let the Lin family suffer. Even if they can't muddy the waters, they can at least give those hypocrites a good slap in the face."
Du Xiaochai was puzzled and said, "Lin Pingzhi's martial arts skills are low. Even if he goes to Hengshan, he will fall into the hands of the Qingcheng Sect and won't be able to cause any trouble."
Zhang Yu shook his head and said, "Martial arts can kill people, but there are more things that can kill people than just martial arts. It all depends on your own choice."
The blade of hatred created by the Qingcheng Sect is just right for chopping down the hypocritical banner of orthodoxy.
Du Xiaochai didn't understand the cause and effect of this. She just felt that Zhang Yu valued the young man with mediocre qualifications too much. However, this had nothing to do with her. The safety of Qu Youshi was what Zhao and Du were most concerned about.
"Sir, when are we going to look for Right Envoy Qu?"
"Please prepare your dry food and luggage, and leave for Hunan tomorrow."
"Tomorrow? Not today?"
Du Xiaochai was a little anxious. News came from Beiyuan that the people from the Dharma Protector Hall had arrived in Sanxiang, but after Zhao Changfeng left Fujian, they separated. It seemed that he had another mission, but no one knew where he was sent.
"With poor hearing and poor eyesight, how did you become a bodyguard for Qu Youshi?"
Zhang Yu glared at Du Xiaochai, and seeing that she was still confused, he turned around and looked at the sparkling lake. In the distance, there was a black boat on the water, staring at this side for some time.
"After entering Jiangxi, someone has been keeping an eye on us. How come you didn't notice it at all?"
Du Xiaochai looked ashamed: "Does your Excellency know who it is?"
Jiangxi is located between Fujian and Hunan, and is a hub in the south where many people from the martial arts world come and go. It is also the territory of King Ning, the only vassal king of the same surname who holds military power in the world. Although Nanchang Prefecture seems calm, there are undercurrents underneath.
Yang Lianting?
Qingcheng Sect?
Wan Zhen'er?
Yang Fengming’s daughter?
Or is it the man of Prince Ning who had an intersection with him in the capital?
……
There are many enemies.
There are too many grudges.
Zhang Yu had no idea what was going on, so he slowly stood up. "Go and take a look and you'll know."
He picked up the long bamboo pole and pushed it hard towards the shore. The canoe paddled through the white waves on the lake and headed straight towards the black boat.
"What's so great about that? Now that you're the deputy hall master, can't you speak properly?"
Du Xiaochai stood on the shore and breathed a sigh of relief. In terms of seniority, when she and Zhao Changfeng became the prestigious right-hand guards, Zhang Yu was still a nobody. In just a few years, the power of this man had already made her feel suffocated.
The East Lake has beautiful scenery. In the distance, several ships decorated with green birds and yellow dragons are sailing around Baihuazhou. There are also some fishing boats and passenger ships scattered on the water, carrying literati and wanderers from Nanchang Prefecture, who are here to fish or sightsee, enjoying a peaceful and leisurely cruise.
"what is that?"
Suddenly they saw a white wave flash across the lake, piercing through it like an arrow.
"This guy has really strong arms!"
The man in black robe standing in the boat quickly paddled the long pole and approached the black boat.
"It turned out to be him."
Zhang Yu saw clearly the hunchbacked old man on the boat, who was staring at him with a pair of vicious eyes.
The two boats were in a stalemate on the lake.
Mu Gaofeng stood at the bow of the boat, leaning on his Panlong walking stick, and looked down at the young man.
He was somewhat surprised, as his light-kung tracking technique was taught by a master from the Western Regions. After the Battle of Minjiang, he never dared to underestimate this young man again. He was extremely careful, but still revealed a flaw.
"The future is terrifying!"
Ten years ago, when he first entered the post-natal realm, in order to kill an enemy whose martial arts skills were superior to his, he stalked the enemy for three months. Finally, when the Liaodong celebrity was using the toilet, he used a Panlong Crutches to smash him into the pit and drowned him alive.
"When did you find out?"
"Mr. Mu's skill of haunting ghosts is indeed first-rate in the world. If I hadn't been born with eyes that can identify ghosts, I really wouldn't have been able to find you."
"Humph, what a disgusting tone you have! The hunchback was just about to look for you, but you came to my door instead. Good, good, good!"
Zhang Yu held the long green bamboo pole and chuckled, "Mr. Mu is hesitant to take action. Is he afraid of repeating the defeat at Minjiang?"
Mu Gaofeng has no family or sect, no relatives or friends. Even if someone kills someone, there is no one he can ask for revenge. Ever since he became famous in the martial arts world, he seems arrogant and violent, but in fact he is extremely cautious.
"Arrogant! That day, the hunchback only showed less than 60% of his ability. He was just afraid of the person who taught you martial arts, so he temporarily avoided the edge. This time on the lake, there is no one around. The hunchback is willing to fight you to see who is better. I will also teach you how to respect the martial arts predecessors."
When Zhang Yu heard him say this, he knew that Mu Gaofeng had mistakenly taken the Beiming Divine Art as the Star-Absorbing Art. The person who taught him martial arts was naturally the previous leader of the Sun and Moon Sect, so he would do it.
He didn't explain and let him misunderstand.
"In that case... Old hunchback, please go first!"
Zhang Yu chuckled, put his feet in the canoe, held the long bamboo pole in his right hand, and made a sword-drawing stance.
"You call me an old hunchback?"
Mu Gaofeng was born with a hunchback. Before he mastered martial arts, he was ridiculed and looked down upon. When he traveled around the world, he often called himself a hunchback, but he hated others calling him that. Anyone who accidentally violated his taboo would most likely become a ghost under the Panlong crutch.
"You yelled well!"
Mu Gaofeng shouted angrily, leaped into the air from the black boat, and hit the enemy on the head with his coiled dragon crutch.
"How about calling me, you old hunchback?"
Zhang Yu lowered his feet, stood still in the boat, raised the pole with both hands, and stabbed it quickly towards the opponent's chest. The end of the bamboo pole inserted in the water had been sharpened, like a spear head, and was extremely sharp.
"Zhu Tian Mo Yun!"
This move utilizes the Hengshan sword technique, except that a pole is used instead of a sword, and the speed is slightly reduced, so ordinary people cannot tell its true form.
The oar was much longer than Panlong's crutch, and when Mu Gaofeng was in the air, the head of the oar was about to touch his chest.
"court death!"
Mu Gaofeng quickly turned around and raised his stick to hit the boat oar.
"My Panlong treasure stick is made of a strange wood, stronger than metal and stone. How can an ordinary bamboo pole resist it?"
He made up his mind and secretly used all his true energy. After breaking the bamboo pole, he would go down and knock Zhang Yu down with his crutch. Then he would slowly force him to hand over the Star Absorbing Technique. Compared with the 100,000 taels of hidden money, Mu Gaofeng wanted the peerless martial arts more.
"boom!"
The two woods collided, making a loud noise.
Two powerful streams of true energy exploded on the surface of the lake, and waves and water columns flew up around.
On the lake, the fishing boats and passenger boats noticed the commotion here and stopped in the distance to watch the fight.
"Good boy, your inner strength has improved so rapidly in such a short period of time!"
Mu Gaofeng stood on the roof of the black boat, his sleeves were blown to his shoulders by the surging true energy, revealing two dark and strong arms. He tightly grasped the Panlong walking stick and pressed down on the boat pole.
He was becoming more and more surprised. During the stalemate, it seemed that the opponent's internal strength was not inferior to his at all.
"It is worthy of being called the Star Absorbing Technique. It is so mysterious!"
Mu Gaofeng's heart became more and more agitated. He pressed his arms downward and slowly pointed the Panlong crutch, with the half crescent moon held by the dragon's head, towards the young man below.
As an old hand and a senior, what has increased naturally is not only age, but also an endless stream of means, including sinister and vicious tactics that others cannot predict.
"Whoosh!"
The crescent-shaped white light broke away from the dragon's mouth, carrying a strong murderous aura, and shot towards Zhang Yu's throat.
At this moment, almost all of his strength was used to resist Mu Gaofeng's crutch.
Who would have thought that the 'Green Dragon Holding the Moon', which looked like a decoration, was actually one of the hidden cards of the famous camel in the northern border.
(End of this chapter)