Holding the iron sword that looked like a spindle, Ren Pingsheng in the wooden house stayed awake all night.

When the sky was bright, Ren Qiang got up and came out, and found that the kid had stopped dressing, and the iron sword was tied diagonally to his back.

Ren Pingsheng got up early, and while waiting for his father, he also went to the river to touch some pebbles in good condition and put them in his baggage. Although these hastily chosen things are far less round and solid than the pebbles that you have discarded at the top of heaven, they are better than nothing.

He secretly planned that since he was going to stay here for a long time, he would find a time to go to the top of the mountain and get those pebbles back.

Walking to the foot of the vertical cliff on the north side of Heavenly Ridge again, Ren Pingsheng felt like a world away.

At the bottom of the cliff is the small river that is only more than a zhang wide and has a strong current. This is the upper reaches of the Si'an River at the entrance of the village, and there are more than a dozen villages along the way, among which there is a small town called Shanghe Village, and after the most downstream Si'an Village, it flows into the Phiyun Daze in the east.

Surprisingly, his father didn't wait for Ren Pingsheng to hang up the flying tiger and catch it, and said directly to him: "I'll wait for you at the bottom of the cliff on the other side, and you can come by yourself." ”

Then, for the first time in his life, the boy saw the man leap lightly, fly directly over the water, and land steadily on the other side of the river!

The river is more than one zhang wide, if the two banks are flush, Ren Pingsheng at this time can also jump over it if he runs a few steps. The problem was that the bank at the bottom of the cliff was at least three feet higher than this one, and the rock walls were slippery. Then it's not a matter of distance.

Looking at the posture of my father floating by, it is not jumping at all, but flying like a fairy!

The young man didn't have time to recover from the shock, and Ren Qiang on the other side of the river had already kept waving to him.

Ren Pingsheng took out the Flying Tiger Grab from the baggage, skillfully knotted the rope, and then swung the Flying Tiger Grab a few times, and sent it away, the Flying Tiger grabbed and flew out diagonally, and hung firmly on the branch of a cypress in the cliff on the opposite bank.

Ren Pingsheng pulled the rope left in his hand hard, confirmed that there was no problem, and then grasped the rope with both hands, kicked hard with both feet, and swung to the opposite bank. Seeing that he was about to hit the rocks on the side wall of the opposite bank, the young man raised his knees and bent his legs, and his toes took advantage of the volley to hit the stone a little, and his body was instantly raised.

The two feet alternately stepped on the stone face, and in an instant, they landed firmly on the shore.

Ren Qiang faced the cliff that stood thousands of miles on the wall, and saw that it would be pressed down at any time and said, "I'll go up first, and you climb slowly." I'll be waiting for you where you go. ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for his son to react, he had already risen from the ground, soaring more than a zhang high, and when he touched the cliff, he stretched out his feet a little, and he rose more than a zhang high!

Ren Qiang clicked on the cliff with his feet alternately a few times, and then disappeared into the twilight clouds high up. Only his son Ren Pingsheng was left, and in the cool breeze on the bank of the river, it was messy.

Where is this cliff climbing, it is simply flying!

The flying tiger that swung up just now grabbed it, and the small tree was five or six feet high from the ground. Ren Pingsheng held the rope tightly, alternately went up with both hands, and climbed up the cliff with his feet.

If it weren't for the fact that the man's posture of flying up the cliff was too shocking, the young man would still be quite satisfied with his swift monkey-like body on the cliff at this time.

He regretted it a little, he knew that his father had such a ability, and he should have come here directly when he was chased by the white ape. Skip the pain of a meal of flesh and skin, and you can start practicing swords a few days earlier.

Climbing to the cliff cypress with the rope hanging, he untied the flying tiger, put the rope into his baggage, and then climbed up with his bare hands, walking on the cliff as if he were walking on the ground.

It didn't take long for Ren Pingsheng to see his father sitting on a small protruding stone lawn in the cliff. The stone flat was not wide, only for three or four people to stand on, and inside was a cave mouth that was only more than one person high and two or three feet wide.

This place is at least fifty or sixty zhang high from the bottom of the cliff, and it must be even farther from the top of heaven.

In the man's hand, there was already an extra pheasant with bright feathers, weighing more than two pounds, and it was still alive. This should be when he "flies" onto the cliff, holding the bird by the hand. Lunch is on the way.

It's just that Ren Pingsheng can't be happy at all. If you have to live in this cave for a month, not to mention that hunting and foraging are very troublesome, just going down the mountain to get water every day is tiring enough.

The man didn't say anything, turned around and walked directly into the cave, and Ren Pingsheng followed silently. Ever since he pulled out his iron sword and collapsed the stone bridge, he has been discovering his father's amusement. Follow him, and some miracles will always happen.

After entering the entrance of the cave, less than a zhang forward, I saw a wide cave, which was many times larger than my own thatched house. There are also several flat boulders in the cave, two of which are covered with dry thatch, and become two comfortable beds.

The boy suddenly exclaimed, excited. It is not because the cave is spacious, but that at the end of this big cave, there is a pool of water, as big as the mouth of a well, and the water is clear and not deep, but there is always a small spring at the bottom of the pool, but the pool never overflows, nor does it subside.

On the wall of the cave behind the waterhole, there is a stone crack that can allow one person to enter, and I don't know where it can lead.

"Wash this bird and save it for lunch. Ren Qiang handed over the cliff pheasant that was struggling and said, "Put it away first, and I'll show you the sword." ”

To do this kind of thing, practice makes perfect, and it won't take Ren Pingsheng a quarter of an hour.

After finishing all this, Ren Pingsheng lifted the iron sword and handed it to his father.

But Ren Qiang didn't reach out to pick it up, and shook his head to the crack in the stone in the cave and said, "Follow me first." ”

Watching his father take the lead and walk to the tunnel behind the waterhole, Ren Pingsheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, you don't need to climb cliffs to practice swords." ”

The tunnel turns and turns, all the way forward, some of which are wide and some are narrow, but the road is quite flat, with occasional ups and downs, all of which are relatively gentle. And no matter how narrow the place is, it is enough for one person to stand up straight and pass.

It's just that after the first bend in the hole, it's pitch black inside. Ren Qiang seems to be very familiar with the road, and his steps are like flying in the dark.

The boy had to listen intently, and followed closely behind.

After walking a stick of incense, in the dark hole, I faintly heard some kind of rhythmic whistling. In this deep tunnel, it is creepy to hear suddenly. The voice, like a hunter howling in the mountains, called out to his companions, but the voice was short and rhythmic.

Ren Pingsheng suddenly felt that the blood all over his body was flowing backwards, and it all rushed to his head. He was all too familiar with this voice, more familiar than the voice of the person closest to him.

Before he passed out, he listened to this terrifying howling sound all the time during the day and night of his death.

- Great White Ape!

It's time to meet again, the world is so small.

"Is that its lair?" Rao is young man has been hunting like a mountain for several years, but in this cave where he can't see his fingers, he still feels very terrible to meet an old enemy with a very different strength.

"Yes. Ren Qiang ignored his son's fear, and told the truth unceremoniously.

In the mountains, any jackal, tiger and leopard can ambush and attack from afar. But to touch someone's nest in such a dark tunnel, what is the difference between this and delivering food to the other party?

To be honest, the boy was so frightened that he thought of the word takeaway. In this world, I have never heard of something called takeout.

But thinking that his father could save himself from the white ape, his heart was a little relieved.

The farther you go, the clearer the short whistling becomes, and by the time the crooked hole begins to appear a dim light, which is so loud that it seems to pierce the eardrums. The other party must have noticed the movement in the tunnel.

But such a narrow tunnel, with a huge white ape, can't get in anyway.

With the light, the boy's tense heartstrings finally loosened a little. In his hands, he held two pebbles tightly with him. At this time, after practicing the bridge fence swordsmanship for three years, he had already forgotten the rusty sword strip on his back, and the only thing he felt in his heart was the pebbles in his hand.

The light is getting stronger and stronger, but the tunnel is still generally wide and narrow, but the roof of the cave is very high, and if you try to jump, you may not be able to touch the top.

was blocked by the man, and Ren Pingsheng couldn't see the scene in front of him, but at that time, he heard a whistling sound like a roar, which made him worried.

"Bring the sword," Ren Qiang said as he turned sideways and naturally stretched out his right hand.

It's finally begun!

The young man was both excited and nervous, handed the iron sword to his father, and continued to follow a few steps forward, and the front suddenly opened up!

A small hole for two or three people to stand on, and the light shifted brightly and darkly. The roar outside the cave was especially violent at this time. It turned out that behind the small hole, there was still a stone crack that could only be passed through by one person.

The white ape knew that there were people in the cave, but he couldn't enter it, so he could only roar wildly, hitting the exit of the stone crack outside with his body again and again.