Chapter 305: The Tiger of Nanshan, Traveling Alone for Thousands of Miles

Chapter 305: The Tiger of Nanshan, Traveling Alone for Thousands of Miles

Chapter 305: The Tiger of Nanshan, Traveling Alone for Thousands of Miles

afternoon.

Water drips from the eaves, and the green mountains outside the door are more verdant.

The disciples of Hengshan School brought bamboo hats with them. After the rain stopped for a while, Yihe led her fellow disciples to leave Huoshan Temple and continue to Hengshan County. The mountain road was slippery and the women had weak legs. If they couldn't get there before dark, it would be very dangerous as there were many tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves in the mountains.

After another two hours, the clouds cleared and the rain stopped.

It gets dark early in the mountains, and before evening there is already a hint of twilight.

"Ow~"

There seemed to be a wolf howling in the distance.

Zhang Yu opened his eyes. During the battle of East Lake, he absorbed decades of internal strength from Mu Gaofeng. Eighty percent of it was used to nourish the Liuxu Sword, and the remaining 20% ​​was converted into Beiming true qi in his qi sea.

In the Golden Pool's Dantian, the five purple-gold lotuses are still swaying gently, but they have become more vibrant. Two trees form a forest, and five flowers form a garden. The originally scattered Qi energy flows between the lotuses, gradually forming a mysterious cycle.

“When the pond is full of golden lotus in full bloom, that will be the day for me to challenge for the title of Xiantian.”

It's just that Bei Ming Zhen Qi is an authentic Taoist internal energy, with overwhelming power, unrivaled among all methods. However, it is also quite "picky" to transform into other internal forces. For a wandering man like Mu Gaofeng who has no master and has learned some unconventional internal energy, he only got less than 10% of the 20%.

Zhang Yu stood up slowly.

In front of him lay a precious pearl and an oil-paper umbrella, both left by Yilin.

"A turtle spits out pearls? The little nun made up a good story. It sounds more believable than an immortal bestowing scales."

"After returning to Blackwood Cliff, I can present it to the Eastern Sect Leader. Maybe I can even get promoted three levels!"

He smiled, put away the beads, held up his oil-paper umbrella, and walked out of the mountain temple carrying his bag.

The green mountains are like a long dragon, and people are just a small black dot on the dragon, moving inconspicuously, like a dandelion, like a rolling stone, from the foot of the mountain to the top, from this side to the other side, but ultimately still in the mountains.

"Whoosh..."

The mountain road has to go around cliffs, steep cliffs, and dangerous peaks, and is extremely tortuous and difficult to walk on, not to mention carrying a weight of four or five hundred kilograms. Walking on flat ground is okay, but climbing mountains and crossing ridges consumes several times more physical strength. He was unwilling to use his internal strength and had to rely entirely on his physical body. Although the iron chain was wrapped with soft cloth, it still left bloody marks on his shoulders.

"No wonder Ren Yingying was unwilling to learn the art of hidden swordsmanship and even gave away the mysterious sword box. Carrying this thing on your back for a long time is equivalent to being tortured all the time..."

Zhang Yu complained a few words in his heart, and struggled to climb up the stone ridge that looked like a rooster's comb. Standing at the highest point, he could vaguely see a white wave at the foot of the mountain in the north, surrounding a small town. It would take at least an hour to reach the foot of the mountain.

"It will be dark in another half an hour. Fortunately, the road is downhill, so we should be able to get out of the mountain before sunset."

Punch the tiger of Nanshan and kick the dragon of North Sea.

The North Sea might not necessarily hide dragons, but the South Mountain was famous for its fierce tigers. Every once in a while, there would be several incidents of tigers eating people in Hengshan. Passing merchants and travelers would be killed, with not even a rag left, which greatly troubled the local officials.

The county government offered a high reward and prepared strong water and fire clubs, forcing hunters to go into the mountains to hunt tigers. In the end, the number of casualties was even greater than that caused by the tigers.

The Liu family was a wealthy family in Hengyang. When Liu Zhengfeng was young, he took the initiative to accept this task from the government. Every year, he organized his servants to go into the mountains privately to hunt tigers and destroy their nests. This allowed those poor hunters to get rid of their difficulties a little.

Zhang Yu was walking with his head down when he suddenly heard a very faint cry for help. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw two figures chasing each other in the woods at the bottom of the slope.

"is her."

Zhang Yu turned the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and sighed helplessly. As the saying goes, a favor will be remembered for a thousand years. No matter if it is Miss Ren or the bald little nun, what is owed must be repaid eventually.

"Ah! Stop chasing me!"

"Little Master, run, run as hard as you can! The more you run, the more excited I am. The louder you scream, the happier I am!"

The pretty little nun was so frightened that her face turned pale. After running for a while on the muddy road, she ran out of strength. From time to time, she looked at the figure gradually approaching behind her. Her heart was filled with sorrow. She only hoped that there was a cliff in front of her so that she could jump down and preserve her innocence. She would rather die than let this thief defile Buddhism.

"My master is in Hengshan City. She is very good at martial arts. If she knew you were bullying me, she would definitely break both of your legs!"

"It's all right! It's all right! I have three legs, it doesn't matter if I break two."

"Nonsense, how can a person have three legs?"

The bald little nun wiped her tears and looked back, and was immediately shocked again. The man was not chasing her on the ground, but leaping between the branches along the way like a monkey, without any hindrance.

"Hahahaha, is there a third leg? It will be clear when I take off my pants."

The bald little nun was secretly suspicious. Could this person really have three legs? That would mean he was not a human being, but a mountain ghost or a forest demon.

"No wonder, no wonder, I was wondering how such a weird thing could appear in this deep mountain forest."

The road was slippery after the rain, and Yi Lin accidentally slipped down the slope. The terrain in the mountains was strange. The upper and lower parts were not far apart, but it took a long way to get to the top. She was washing off the mud by the stream when a man with a pointed chin and monkey face suddenly appeared behind her.

He grabbed me with a smile, took me to the cave, covered my mouth, and waited for my senior sisters and the others to go down the hill. Then I looked around and called out dozens of times, but there was no response, so I looked in another direction.

"Since he is not a human..."

The bald little nun thought of her master's teachings, that Buddhism could save all and ward off all demons and monsters. She suddenly stopped, turned around, threw the string of Buddha in her hand towards the figure in the air, and then stood there waiting for the result.

"Little Master, you are so cute!"

The man caught the Buddhist beads and fell down from the tree. He turned out to be a man wearing a short cloth robe, with a pointed chin and a mean look, and a long knife hanging around his waist. He put the Buddhist beads around his neck, slowly raised his head, and looked at the frightened little nun with a smile.

"Okay, little master, you got it. From now on, Tian Boguang is yours!"

Yi Lin was so scared that her legs went weak and her eyes were filled with tears: "You...are you a human being?"

"Hey, Master, that's a good question!"

The man circled around Yi Lin and said with a smile: "I, Tian Boguang, am a human now, but in a while, I will not be a human anymore. Little Master is a Buddha now, but in a while, he will become a god!"

"I don't understand a word you're talking about."

"It's good that you don't understand! If you can understand, then it will be meaningless."

Yi Lin turned around and tried to escape again, but the man seemed to have had enough of the chase game. He swayed slightly, a trail of afterimages passed by, and turned around with open arms, blocking the little nun.

"what!"

The little nun couldn't stop herself and bumped into him, falling to the ground.

"You... don't come over here, what are you... doing?"

"go to bed!"

He said confidently, stretching out his hands and trying to tear off the wide monk's robe.

"Whoosh!"

Tian Boguang tapped the ground with his feet, flipped over, and raised his back into the air. The golden needle shot out and only pierced the corner of his clothes under his armpit. He was so scared that cold sweat broke out on his back. If it was even a moment later, the needle-shaped hidden weapon would have pierced his heart.

"who?"

He drew out his long sword with a clang, and looked in the direction where the hidden weapon came from. "You actually sneak attacked me!"

There is also a forest in front, which is quiet and dark. There are two ancient trees on the left and right. High up there hangs an old vine that has grown naturally, like a hydrangea hung by a newlywed couple at their wedding ceremony. In the middle stands an arc-shaped "arch bridge", and two gray-white monkeys are swinging on the vines, at least twelve or thirteen feet above the ground.

It can't be a hidden weapon placed there by the monkey, right?

"Hiding in the dark and placing hidden weapons, what kind of trick is that? Come out if you have the guts!"

"If you can defeat me, I will give you this beautiful little nun."

The bald little nun was sitting on the ground. Seeing the man looking like he was facing a great enemy, although she didn't know what had just happened, she guessed that someone was coming to save her. She didn't know if it was her senior sister or her master.

"With a blanket in the open air and a tree as a bed, it is a very joyful thing to do."

Tian Boguang guessed that those hiding in the dark were most likely disciples of the Hengshan School, and that such foul language was intended to provoke them to show up.

"Hey, if you don't dare to come, then just hide your head in your shell. I'll let you watch a good show for free."

Tian Boguang grabbed a monk's shoe, pushed Yi Lin to the ground, and pretended to take off the monk's robe that was in the way. But when he was about to take the next step, he stopped and became secretly alert.

"No, what if the other party takes advantage of the fact that I have my hands off the sword and am busy with the little bald guy and attacks from behind..."

Tian Boguang sneered, turned around, suddenly put the knife on Yi Lin's neck, and looked towards the huge trees in the forest ahead.

"You are so cruel that you don't even care about your fellow disciple's innocence? Well, if you don't care, I will kill her immediately and leave you an intact body."

A soft sigh was heard from the woods, and a man in a black robe appeared from behind the giant tree and walked towards them slowly.

"Finally it showed up! I thought it was a monkey that had turned into a spirit."

When Yilin saw the person coming, she was delighted, because it was the kind donor.

Then he became worried again, fearing that he would not be able to defeat the bad guys and would end up losing his life.

She shouted, "He is very skilled in martial arts, hurry up! If you are free, please go to Hengshan City to find my master..."

Tian Boguang turned the knife over and pressed the back of the knife down. Yi Lin felt a slight chill on her neck and suddenly felt a little suffocated and unable to speak.

"Did you hear me? My little master asked you to leave. Don't ruin our good deeds! As the saying goes, it is better to destroy ten temples than to ruin a marriage. If you ruin my good deeds, even the Bodhisattvas in the temple will not forgive you!"

The man in black robe remained silent and gradually approached until he was ten steps away, then he stopped. He looked at the knife on Yi Lin's neck and shook his head slightly.

"Boy, why are you shaking your head?"

Tian Boguang was also observing the pretty boy who suddenly appeared. Who was he? He was puzzled. Usually, he climbed over the wall and entered the boudoirs of those rich ladies. It was as warm and comfortable as returning to his own home. Today, in the deserted forest, he wanted to do a good deed, but someone jumped out to stop him. Could it be that the Buddha really appeared?
"Tian Boguang, the lone thief who travels thousands of miles, is a famous flower-stealing thief in the martial arts world. He can penetrate walls and homes and steal people's essence as if he had magical powers."

Tian Boguang was very proud: "It's me! So you have heard of my name, why don't you leave quickly? Not to mention you, even the famous Huashan Sect Leader Yue Buqun and the female hero Ning Zhongze can't catch a hair of me."

He certainly has the capital to be proud of.

In his early thirties, his inner strength had already reached the acquired realm. He was also proficient in the whirlwind sword technique and his lightness skill was also quite good. He was nicknamed "Wanli Duxing" and called himself the fastest swordsman in the world. He was very arrogant, because he did not participate in the disputes between the Orthodox Church and the Divine Church, and only engaged in some flower-picking activities. There was no real master to teach him a lesson. Over time, he really secured this title.

Since coming to the Central Plains from the Western Regions, Tian Boguang has never been defeated by his peers. Even after defeating a well-known master like the head of Huashan, he was able to escape unscathed.

Zhang Yu chuckled, "Why am I shaking my head? I'll tell you now. A thief is a name, a bad name is a name, but... I thought you, Tian Boguang, were a decent and honest person, but unexpectedly, in order to save your life, you actually threatened the little nun with a knife. Are you still a man?"

"How to provoke generals?"

Tian Boguang glanced at Zhang Yu and moved the knife away from Yi Lin's neck.

"Hey, you want to be a hero and save the damsel in distress? Then you have to defeat the sharp sword in my hand first!"

Travel alone for thousands of miles!

As soon as he finished speaking, Tian Boguang touched the ground with his legs and leaped into the air. A white light flashed, and in an instant, the blade slashed towards his face. The Ziwei Sword was only two-thirds out of its sheath at this time.

"What an amazing Qinggong!"

Zhang Yu leaned back, the blade fell close to his nose, and he could feel the chill of the blade.

"Good boy, you're quite capable!"

Tian Boguang thought to himself, without stopping, he stepped forward and slashed the knife diagonally towards the man's waist and back. The two moves were linked together. He dodged the first move "Wild Wind Blowing on the Face", but if he was not careful, the second move "Blaze Across the Land" would cut him in two.

Even if he dodged both moves, he would still be trapped in the fierce sword technique where each blow was faster than the last. Tian Boguang firmly grasped the initiative in the fight and attacked with all his strength. The opponent had no chance to fight back. As long as he couldn't block the blow, all his efforts would be wasted.

"What a quick knife!"

Tian Boguang was shameless and philandering when it came to women, but extremely dedicated in his swordsmanship. This obscure Kuangfeng swordsmanship might not be considered top-notch, but he had mastered it to great proficiency, and it was obvious that he had mastered the true art of swordsmanship.

"If this continues, it will be difficult for me to defeat him with swordsmanship!"

After Zhang Yu dodged the first knife, he had already caught a glimpse of the direction of the second knife. He thought about it and came up with a plan.

"Idiot, you just praised him and then you revealed your true colors!"

Tian Boguang saw that he did not draw his sword to block, but turned his back completely.

"Ok?"

Without even turning his head, Zhang Yu listened to the wind and determined his position. He stretched out his hand to pull the iron chain wrapped in soft cloth on his chest to the upper left corner. At the same time, the "black cloth bundle" behind him fell to the lower right corner, just in time to meet Tian Boguang's knife "Flame of War".

"when!"

The blade hit the bag, and with a clanging sound, a huge recoil force came.

"How can it be!"

This quick sword, filled with true energy, can cut through even double-layer iron armor. As long as a hole is made, the sword energy will flow into the opponent's body and cause internal injuries, instead of being like now, where a large basin of water is poured on the wall in front of it, and 70% to 80% of it bounces back.

"What's in his bag? Is it a set of tempered steel armor?"

Tian Boguang was shocked and took two or three steps back. He felt blood flowing from his knuckles and severe pain in his palms. He looked at the precious sword he got from the Western Regions and saw a crack the size of a fingernail on it. He was immediately shocked.

"Master said, as long as the sword is alive, the person is alive. If the sword dies, the person dies!"

He has traveled across the Central Plains and fought dozens of battles, big and small, but this sword has never had the slightest crack.

I never thought that I would fail here today.

"Your knife is very fast, but your target is wrong..."

With the Ziwei Sword in hand, Zhang Yu did not hesitate for a moment. The tip of the sword shone with purple light and spit it towards the opponent's neck. He took the blow of the knife with the black iron sword case. He had finally gained the initiative. There was no way he would give Tian Boguang the opportunity to take the initiative again.

"The faster you draw your sword, the worse you lose!"

(End of this chapter)