Chapter 316 Undercurrent Surge

At this time, it was late at night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and I couldn't see my fingers. A place in the upper reaches of the Black Water River was surrounded by mountains on three sides. When I faced the water and looked down from the height, I could only see countless tents, which densely formed a city-like gathering place.

Ji Lechuan.

This is the most abundant pasture around the Heishui River. At the turn of spring and summer every year, countless herdsmen come here with large groups of cattle and sheep, spontaneously forming a huge market. For a long time, it has become customary, and this place has become one of the most prosperous areas in the Heishui River Basin. Not only do the barbarian and hundreds of ethnic groups communicate with each other here, but even in the Central Dynasty, which is more than 100,000 miles away, there are many horse merchants stationed here every year.

However, it was already midnight at this time, and the lights outside the city had already been silent. Tent and doors were closed, and they all fell asleep. Occasionally, there was a low sound from the animals, but it also seemed more and more peaceful and quiet here.

On the other side of the Blackwater River, there is a barbarian temple to suppress demons, so this place is full of people, and there are few monsters. The herdsmen are not alert. As soon as it gets dark, they turn off the lights and go to bed, and even their sheep outside the market are too lazy to take care of.

The only bright place on the Heishui River is a building more than ten miles away from the market. In the distance, you can see hundreds of "angry wind lamps" in the dark. The dim lights, through the darkness, can also see the general appearance of the building.

Huge pieces of stones are piled up together, surrounded by a rectangle along the river bank, just like a city. The wall is more than ten feet high, day and night, there are strong men with sharp weapons on it to patrol back and forth. Every ten steps away, there is a huge eight-bull city crossbow high. The height is on the women's wall.

This is the gathering place of all the Mabang merchants who came from the Central Dynasty. There are many aliens in the wilderness, and most of them are extremely exclusive. Although they also have a great desire and need for sea salt, tea bricks and other necessities from the "Central Dynasty", the rough and savage aliens are still willing to "relicit" with the machete in their hands most of the time, instead of barter, gold and silver. Transactions.

And this also directly contributed to the alliance between all the caravans of the Central Dynasty, dozens of powerful horse gangs, sending people and things. After countless large and small fights, this small city called "Bailian" was finally built on the Heishui River.

At the time of time, the clouds in the sky dissipated, and a bright moon hung in the air, crossed the high outer wall of Bailian, all the way in the middle of a four-in-one courtyard surrounded by two-storey wooden buildings. The lights were bright, and Yongdinghou, wearing a moon-white golden arrow sleeve robe, was practicing boxing martial arts one by one.

The Dragon and Tiger Xuantan Dafa of the Marquis of Yongding is the secret art of yin and yang of the soldiers. It communicates with the underworld, restrains the soul of martial arts, and practice martial arts. It is the first-class magic power in the world. But his boxing is also extremely clever. Between the movement and changes under his feet, the figure flashes, like a swifting the water. The body shakes, which is all natural, and its lightness is as natural.

And his boxing skills are extremely strong and powerful, and his palms change. Only between square inches, with a gentle movement, there is a thorn. The air keeps roaring, turning, and his hands and feet turning like a wheel. One punch after another, it doesn't seem to be very fast, but in the middle of a large yard with a whole circle of three or four thousand steps, the breath is turbulent. The roar is like wind and thunder, and the thunder is furious.

"Cut off the head!"

Taking a step, the figure flew. Yongdinghou suddenly shouted in a low voice, and his body disappeared in an instant. Now a hundred steps away. As soon as the voice came out, he had stood his palm like a knife and split down.

"Oh!"

One near one side of the wall more than ten feet away, with a fine iron pile with a thick waist, was cut by his palm in the void. Suddenly, it seemed to be cut by a sharp weapon cutting iron like mud. It was divided into two in an instant, and the port was as smooth as a mirror. Then in the void, the white light flashed, and Yongdinghou kept carrying his palms through the air. These fine iron piles, which were specially used to exercise martial arts, were cut into pieces one after another.

"Splash!"

There was another shout. In the middle of the huge courtyard, the body of the Marquis of Yongding was suddenly divided into two, one south and one north, and then, two into four, four into eight, eight into sixteen, and a full of sixteen Yongding marquises were projected in all directions, all as flexible as gods, like entities.

Then, the shadows flew wildly, the knife light, and the knife gas made up for all directions. In the world, the strength of the white awns was intertwined into a net, only falling to the ground. With a sound, the whole courtyard trembled. The knife light fell to the ground. After a flash, the ground was covered with lapis lazuli, which was harder than steel, silently turned into a silently. A piece of powder.

In addition to a place standing at the foot of the Marquis of Yongding, there is no complete ground in the courtyard of three or four thousand steps. The night wind blew, and the fine stone powder suddenly rose to the sky.

After doing all this, many figures disappeared one after another. The Marquis of Yongding actually stood in place without even breathing. Only his eyes flashed with a faint joy, and then he was as calm as water, showing a calm temperament like mountains and rivers.

"Good!!! The world only knows that the marquis's dragon and tiger altar is unparalleled in the world, but they don't know that the skill of the white tiger breaking the west wind is the marquis's best ability. In my opinion, the marquis's practice is deep, and I'm afraid that he has gradually touched the threshold of extraordinary entry. Under the master's door, even the "Shenwu Marquis" who kills will be slightly inferior to you. "."

Just as Yongdinghou stopped, he slowly walked out of a wooden building in the middle of the yard, holding Ruyi in his hand, wearing a snow-white Taoist robe, and a purple gold belt around his waist, with a face like topaz and an eight-foot long Taoist.

"If it hadn't been for Brother Xueyi, it would have happened to meet. I didn't care about the previous rumors. I would have passed on the healing method in my secret book of Youxianguan, "Bai said to Fly Up and Featherization Sutra". With the Taoist vitality, I would not have been so soon to combine the spirit and flesh and healed. After all, the white-fronted marquis is a demon king, cracking the demon spirit and going deep into the bone marrow. With my dragon and tiger Xuantan method alone, there is no shortcut to follow.

This Taoist in white who talks to the Marquis of Yongding is Shen Xueyi, the eldest brother of Qin Shuwen and the eldest disciple of Youxianguan in the capital! It's just that he is different from Qin Shuwen, who became a monk halfway and abandoned Confucianism. He has been a monk since he was a child. Since he was a child, he has worshipped Fang Taiyi, the master of today's "You Xian Guan". Although he is not as young as the Marquis of Yongding, his generation is not small. Even the feudal officials of the Central Dynasty such as the Marquis of Yongding, can only let go when he sees him. Shelf, rotate with his peers.

However, this is also due to his master's current transcendent status, who can freely enter and exit the inner court and talk about the mystery with the emperor. In addition, behind the Youxian Temple, there is the "Taiyi Sect" of the nine sects of Taoism as a backer.

Shen Xueyi walked out of the wooden building step by step. His feet were white. As soon as the flying dust approached three feet in front of him, he was pushed away by an invisible force. His feet trampled on the void, and his manner was natural. He looked like walking on the flat ground.

"White forehead!? It is said that this demon was captured by the tiger-headed monk of the overcovered temple in the early years. Somehow he went to the barbarian temple to become a man-eating Zen master. However, he and the marquis were both injured, and invaded the murderous spirit of the soldiers in his body. Now it seems that it can not be recovered in a short time. Therefore, for you, this white-fronted marquis, It's not a threat at all. Thinking about the battle of Yinshan a month later, if there is no accident, he will definitely go back to watch the battle. If the marquis is still angry, he might as well behead him there.

"It's just that I heard from my younger brother that the marquis's iron scroll Dan book has not been found yet! The black cloud Taoist, the cunning rabbit three caves, was not put on his body, and his companion was actually a soldier master... This is much more interesting.

"Well, I have reported this matter to my master face to face. For this person, I still have many doubts in my heart. Looking at his magic power, it is clear that the realm has entered the innate, but I don't know why the mana is flat? And according to the news from my men, the Black Cloud Taoist has converged with the team of the Blue Li Devil Palace, and there is no news of Danshu Iron Coons, so I have every reason to suspect that this person pretended to be mysterious and took that thing away. But in this way, it is not easy for my masters to go in and out of the wilderness. If I was not careful, the news was revealed, and it was very difficult for me to do it, so I also had to beg Brother Xueyi to help me!"

"Is this it? It doesn't matter! Originally, it didn't take much effort to help you with the relationship between the master and my master, but now the Yinshan War is approaching. Before this matter, I also want to rush to Langjuxu Mountain with several brothers to cross the monsters on the 108 hills in this mountain for the master...

Shen Xueyi frowned and said so.

"Oh, have you finally made up your mind to do something there? I also heard that there was a god in the previous dynasty, Huo Yuqi, the "King of the Rift Earth". He once led a large army, killed the wilderness, sealed the wolf, and was buried in this mountain after death. If there is an organic fate, he can recover his martial soul, and my dragon and tiger Xuantan magic is bound to enter a higher level in one fell swoop. In this way, the matter between you and me will not be delayed. You can do whichever you meet. Anyway, I expect that the end of that person's trip will definitely be Yinshan, and we will see it sooner or later.

Yongdinghou narrowed his eyes. Without waiting for Shen Xueyi to speak, he suddenly shouted, "Come on!"

... A neat sound of footsteps came to the outside of the yard very quickly. Then the door of the yard opened, but a team of guards in leather armor and long knives came side by side.

"You go to say hello to the masters of the caravan horse gang and order them to go on. Everyone will strictly investigate all suspicious situations and distribute the picture and graphics of the man. Once you find it, you will immediately return it to me without delay."

"Follow the orders of the marquis!"

Another burst of footsteps, these people were expressionless, and in a blink of an eye, they walked away without a trace.

At the same time, just as these people conveyed the order of the Marquis of Yongding, and countless people spread the control like a net, Wang Chan and the Tiger Zen master were already in the cave, recuperating and ready to set off. The next morning, as soon as it was dawn, there was a tiger roar. Wang Chan carried a big gun in his hand, climbed the mountain across the tiger, and rode the fierce tiger Zen master and flew across the Black Water River.

Although the pangolin demon eaten by the tiger Zen master claimed to be the demon king on the banks of the Black Water River, in fact, he was just a little demon who had just been transformed for a short time. His cave was naturally not a good place and was not suitable for practice. What's more, the Yinshan Road is far away, and there is not enough time, so Wang Chan just waited here for the wound on the tiger Zen master to heal, and immediately set off.

That night, Wang Chan used his magic power to capture the murderous atmosphere in the body of the Tiger Zen Master. Without this thing, with the magic power of the Tiger Zen Master, several blood holes blown up by Wang Chan under his neck were really not heavy. After only one night, he recovered as before, and only the demon elixir in his body was still by Wang Chan. I held it in my hand and didn't return it.

Therefore, the Tiger Zen Master could not recover his human form, so he could only be called by Wang Chan and behaved as a mount.

With this thousand-year-old demon, Wang Chan naturally doesn't have to spend time on flying with the sword. Although the Tiger Zen Master could not recover to his heyday, as soon as the internal injury was gone, he was immediately lively. He carried Wang Chan on his back and ran. It was also accompanied by clouds and hurricanes. One person and one tiger flew to a high place for half a day, riding the wind and driving the clouds. The speed was so fast that the wind behind him rolled, ten miles, like a wind dragon flying, a kung fu to tens of thousands of miles away, much faster than Wang Chan's all his strength.

In this way, if you cross the first line of the Heishui River and go further, it is a real wilderness. I don't know how there are so many mountains on this road, one by one, overlapping, shoulder to shoulder, and looking down from a high place, there are countless demonic spirits on each mountain, which makes people can't help but look at it. My heart is pounding.

"Lord, this wild land was originally the same as the grassland that came from in ancient times. It was a rich pasture of water and grass in Pingchuan. However, since the overturned temple and temple forced the sea of blood to give up half of the Yin Mountain, the legend is to let the world know that it is difficult to find the right law, and eight heavenly dragons were sent from all over the world overnight. With 100,000 mountains on the road, there are countless demon kings in the middle. Over time, there are fewer and fewer mortals in the world who have perseverance and opportunity to worship the Yinshan to seek the true scriptures. Recently, a lotus warrior from that year crossed the mountains, and then there was a barbarian temple on the banks of the Black Water River.

Although the tiger Zen master incarnates the tiger in a fast flight, he also seems to know that Wang Chan is strange in his heart. While driving the clouds, he does not forget to explain to Wang Chan.

"Hmm!" Wang Chan answered, "It turns out to be such a origin, but most of the legends are rumored, which is not true. On the contrary, the lotus man in the wild temple is a little admirable.

"What the Lord said is that although I have just arrived at the barbarian temple for a short time, I have already known the magic power of this master, which is really good. I heard that as soon as he worshipped the pure land of Yinshan, he was favored by his ancestor 'King of Dizang'. At night, he dreamed of teaching the true scriptures. He cultivated the golden body of arhats for a hundred years. After going down the mountain, he swept the group of demons and established a barbarian temple with one hand. He sat on the prairie with the strength of one person, subdued the barbarians and spread the secret law. It's just that in the past 500 years, this person has long ignored the world and doesn't know where he is. He is the only one who is worshipped in the barbarian temple.

Tiger Zen Master was subdued by Wang Chan, and even the demon elixir was in the hands of others. Naturally, he had to please Wang Chan all the time. Fortunately, he has also been a mountain-watching mythical beast on the Yinshan Mountain for 300 years. He has long been familiar with this kind of business. He has done everything smoothly and has no psychological burden at all.

It's just that he didn't allow him to come down from Yinshan. After a few days of freedom, he was subdued by Wang Chan, and he felt a little unlucky in his heart.

Wang Chan sat on the tiger's back. Although he had asked the Tiger Zen master to shrink his body as much as possible. It looked not as huge as before, but the length of the head and tail was still more than three feet. One or two people were tall and sat on the back. The long hair was surging, like running water, but it was also very comfortable.

However, at this time, Wang Chan had taken off his original iron armor and changed into a set of dark-colored robes with golden embroidery edges, lined with countless palm-sized cyan scales inside. He was close to him and cool. No matter how hot it was outside, he didn't realize it at all.

His current dress is a set found from the cave of the pangolin demon. It has been practiced by some kind of mana sacrifice inside and outside. It can be regarded as a magic suit. Wearing it on his body, it can avoid dust and the wind and avoid the suffering of dirt. Moreover, the scales in this dress are all the armor scales spit out by the tiger Zen master after eating the pangolin. He wore it piece by piece and attached it to the outside. The protective effect was more powerful than that iron armor, and Wang Chan himself was also very satisfied.

People are in a barbarian land, but they are wearing the armor of the Central Dynasty, which is simply a kind of provocation. In the past, Wang Chan did not know and had nothing to wear. Now that he knows it, he will naturally be replaced.

"This world is really too big. I don't know how many masters there are. I don't know when I can be on top of it and reach the peak." Seeing that it was too early, there was another big mountain in front of him, and there were many beasts in the mountain. Wang Chan decided to find a stable place first. At least he had to shoot the greedy wolf god for a few signs before rushing to the foot of Yin Mountain.

The Tiger Zen master travels very fast, more than 100,000 miles, but it's just a few days of kung fu, and the rest of the time can be used to practice.

"Oh!"

Just as he was about to signal the Tiger Zen Master to press down the cloud head, Wang Chan's ears suddenly moved, and the warning in his heart suddenly rose. He only heard a very slight sound of breaking the sky above the sky. Suddenly, he flew down from far to near. His eyes flashed, as if he saw a white light in the clouds, and then he only saw the Tiger Zen master. A loud roar. A loud roar.

The clouds are blowing, and the wind and clouds are scattered.

Wang Chan's eyes flashed with cold light, and his qi and blood penetrated into his eyes. Immediately through the clouds and fog, he saw a white rainbow falling from the sky, one by one towards him, one and a tiger, that is, strangled, as if the long rainbow had passed through the sky. Bai Hongguan said that he immediately knew that there was a master in the clouds and assassinating himself in the air. Moreover, this person's cultivation is at least not under his own, otherwise he will not wait until the sword light passes through the clouds and falls, and he will not realize that something is wrong.

(to be continued)