Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Black Knife - Part I [Retrial Has Passed]
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Ling Shan said curiously: "Master, this Dugu Minghe is powerful, or is the martial arts of the Taixu Daoist higher?"
It is said that the head of Emei has strong martial arts, and he can fight with the head of Shaolin Abbot Wudang, how can he look at the water very big today? Or is it because his master is too strong?
Yu Ling thought for a moment and asked, "Who is the Taixu Daoist?"
Ling Shan rolled her eyes and said, "It's the old Taoist who besieged you with my father and the Quanzhen Sect Taoist that day, and the one who fought with you!"
Mingyuetian's cold eyes floated over, and said, "Your father is besieging Master with people?"
Ling Shan was clever and hurriedly said, "That time was an accident......
She didn't know that there would be a siege that time, and it was completely guided by Yu Ling herself, so she was a little worried that Ming Yuetian would always think about this matter and go to Yue Buqun in the future!
Mingyue snorted coldly and didn't say much. Ling Shan couldn't help but feel even more uneasy.
Fortunately, Yuling took the initiative to break the siege and said: "That time I wanted to try the ability of the contemporary head of Huashan and force them to join forces, Mingyue doesn't have to hold a grudge!"
Bright Moon Sky is noncommittal.
Yu Ling continued: "As for the Dugu Minghe and the Taixu Daoist that Youxing said, the actual martial arts are not easy to say, and in terms of internal strength alone, it should be about the same!"
Ling Shan was puzzled: "But I think it seems that Master's deal with Dugu Minghe is much easier than dealing with Taixu Daoist that day...... Could it be because of the siege that day?"
Yuling said: "First, it is because I have made some progress in the past few months, and in addition, it is this Dugu Minghe who took the initiative to give up as soon as he realized that his internal strength was not as good as mine, otherwise, if I want to take him down, it will take a lot of effort!"
"With diligence...... Has Master reached the seventh level of the Creation Gong?"
This is a topic of interest, and Ming Yuetian also pricked up her ears to listen.
Yu Ling sighed leisurely and said, "Barely to the seventh layer!"
But he spoke no more.
In the past few months of cultivation, although I have reached the seventh layer, I am too eager to achieve it, and there is a lot of fork......
Two or three hours a day are spent on the road, and the rest of the time is spent either camping in the wilderness or at the foot of a small town in a big city. The speed of the carriage is not too fast, after all, it is not desperate to rush, and the Shu Road is difficult to travel, so the trip in Shu took more than a month.
Although Xishu also belonged to the Ming Dynasty, the public security was far from that of the Central Plains and Jiangnan. The same official road, from Huashan to Shu, there is no green forest robber once, but in the days from Shu to Shu, he has encountered bandits several times, and he really responded to the sentence that the mountain is high and the emperor is far away.
It was also those who didn't have long eyes who came up to rob the road, but let Mingyuetian finally get his wish. In just half a month, a ten-year-old girl's hands were cut off five lives. Every time the coachman saw her, it was like looking at a Shura ghost, and he would never dare to look directly at her, and as long as he heard her voice, he couldn't help but tremble. The appearance of worrying all day long is really sympathetic!
There are not many mountains in the West Plains, at a glance, they are all grassland flats, and the mountains that are rarely seen in the distance are also white-headed snow peaks, but the terrain here is extremely high, standing in a place at will, it seems to be much closer to the sky, and the exhalation is more difficult than the Central Plains and Xishu places.
Yuling, Mingyuetian and Ling Shan all have internal force adjustment, and adding a layer of clothes to keep out the cold is naturally fine, but the coachman Lao Xie was dizzy after stepping on the land of the West Plains, just thinking about Mingyue Tianren Xiao Wei, he didn't dare to propose, so he insisted for half a day, the terrain was higher, and it was more difficult to breathe, he actually fell from the car while driving.
Not only people, even the old horse who dragged everyone for a month, but also has a listless virtue, in addition to being tired, it is also important not to adapt to the environment.
Thinking of the way along the way, there are many things on weekdays thanks to his busy work, so that the master and apprentice will not be tired of trivial matters, so he found a nearby family to settle this honest and stocky man, settled more than fifty taels, and also gave an extra hundred taels of silver tickets, so that he could find a way to return to the Central Plains!
However, this person has met the bandits and wicked people several times along the way, where does he dare to go back by himself? A handful of snot and a handful of tears and crying, dead or alive, will wait here for them to return to the Central Plains together!
Ling Shan thought that there were many Jiangyang thieves on the way back to the Central Plains in Xiyuan, so it was really unkind to leave him behind, so he persuaded Yuling to agree, and if he took his words, he would be able to save even the money for horse material on the return trip. It made Mingyuetian so unhappy!
After coming out of Shu, the first one that can be called the city, called the plateau set, in fact, it is a place that is not much bigger than Taihua Town, built at the foot of a big snowy mountain, and is guided by a local villager in the place of the old Xie Na, who is placed in the coachman, and replaced it with the Xiyuan horse that is stored by the locals and adapts to the environment of this place.
Although Ying Yue and Yue Lingshan have never ridden a horse in the past, they rely on their internal strength, their strength is strong, and it is naturally impossible to be skilled in riding.
When I arrived, it was not too late, and in the plateau set, people were coming and going, and the steaming heat of the tea shops could be seen everywhere on the street, which gave this cold area a little warmth.
Yu Ling took Ling Shan and the others to find an inn, where lived an outer disciple of the Hundred Flowers Valley, called Qinghe, a few years ago, the disciple of the Hundred Flowers Valley who was insulted by the prostitute and then committed suicide was her sister, and the news of the prostitute was also heard by her, and she came here first.
After finding Qinghe, Ling Shan found that her name was really too different from Qinghe, and her face was full of wind and frost, which was not at all as beautiful as the disciples in the valley.
It's been almost two months since I'm out of the valley, and Yuling has no plans to continue to delay, so after seeing Qinghe, she asked her to lead the way to find someone.
In the past, the lewd thief turned out to be the master of the notorious evil sect Black Knife Sect in the West Plains, calling himself the Black Knife Ancestor, and three of his disciples were stranded in this plateau for more than a few months.
There were originally five people, but in the first month, two of them were solved by Qinghe, and the remaining few people were all advancing and retreating together, she was not an opponent, so she had been hiding in the dark.
Whether dead or alive, they are all great monks, but these monks are all fierce and vicious, and at a glance, they know the characters like thieves in the green forest, and they have no kind eyes that a monk should have.
The place where they were found was said to be the mansion of a wealthy family, and since these evil monks came, they severely injured the rich merchant, and then forcibly occupied the mansion and occupied the female dependents in the mansion, and the government seemed to be afraid of their martial arts and did not dare to come forward.
Those monks were in the backyard, one of them grabbed a woman who couldn't tell the difference between a maid and a young lady, and several women were either disheveled, or even without a strand of clothing, and their faces were numb with despair, and they couldn't even shout their wailing voices!
Ling Shan followed behind, and when she saw this scene, she said angrily, "Damn it!"
A few lewd monks who were getting carried away found that someone had broken in, and they were alert, and they all pushed the woman away, and casually copied the pitch-black scimitar next to him, and shouted, "Who is it?"
However, before they could see the clear people, they all felt a flower in front of them, as if a white ghost shadow was floating by, and then they all flew out upside down, and the three black knives that should have terrified countless people on this land, together with the hand of their master, fell helplessly to the ground.
Yu Ling held the long sword in his hand, stepped on a black knife, and with a shock of internal force, the black knife made of fine iron was actually broken into two, and the broken arm popped out to both sides. She looked coldly at the few people in the corner, there was no trace of emotion in her voice, and asked, "Where is your master?"
It's cold, it's even colder.
Because of the pain of the broken arm, the wails that he shouted out after realizing it came to an abrupt end.
PS: It's even late, so I put it in the morning...... However, this chapter is yesterday!