The carriage was back on the road, and at this time it had reached the border of Qingzhou, and after crossing a few more mountains, it was Baohua Prefecture. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that the mountain road here is steep, winding and circling, the narrow mountain road is a mountain on one side, the other half is a steep cliff, and there is no guardrail, if you stand on the carriage and look down, but see the white clouds in the bottom of your eyes, the clouds and mist are ethereal, I don't know the depth.

Xiao whispered and was afraid of heights, seeing from the carriage that the mountain road was so steep, he was dizzy and weak, and he shrank in the carriage and no longer dared to lean out and look out.

In the crisp sound of the horse bells, Xiao quietly lifted the curtain carefully, revealing a small and delicate face, she didn't dare to look out, just stared at Yang Xian who was sitting on the wheel and driving the carriage, "Brother Xian, have you learned to drive before?"

Yang Xian has a rein in his left and right hands, and pulls the reins from time to time to adjust the position of the two horses, such as arming and fingering, easy and freehand.

When he heard Xiao's whispered question, he laughed, didn't look back, and explained to her: "Among the six arts of Confucianism, etiquette, music, archery, royal, calligraphy, and mathematics, 'royal' refers to driving a carriage, I am the master of Confucianism, if I can't even do the most basic six arts, how can I talk about Confucian disciples?"

"Are you the master of the Confucian Sect?"

Xiao whispered and covered his mouth and chuckled, looking incredulous, "Isn't the master of the Confucian sect Zhu Hongyi of the Zhumen?

She laughed a few times, suddenly remembered something, stopped laughing, and asked softly, "Brother Xian, are you a disciple of the Hidden Learning?"

She tilted her head in thought, "My second brother told me that it was a thousand years ago that Confucianism was split, and science was powerful, while traditional Confucianism declined, and gradually science was called Xianxue, and traditional Confucianism was called Hidden Learning. The children of the two factions hate each other, and the traditional Confucianism is said to be chaotic, while the traditional Confucianism is said to be a lackey, and the grievances between the two sides are deep and difficult to resolve. ”

Xiao whispered curiously: "Brother Xian, are you really a hidden disciple?"

Yang Xian was about to answer, when suddenly a fishy wind blew, and a loud roar sounded from the dense forest not far away.

The two galloping horses shuddered, their necks raised, neighed in horror, and let go of their hooves and galloped wildly.

Xiao Qingyu, who was sitting near the door, was taken aback, leaned back and rolled into the carriage, "Ouch, this horse is frightened! What is it that scares them?"

"It's a big bug!"

Yang Xian sat on the wheel of the car and turned his head to look at the woods on one side.

In the sound of "click", the trees in the mountains and forests shook, the branches and leaves flew wildly, and a white tiger with brocade feathers pierced through the trees and rushed towards the carriage.

The two horses sensed the breath of the white tiger getting closer and closer, and screamed in fright, and galloped forward without a head.

The carriage shook violently, bouncing on the ground like a ball, as if it were about to fall apart at any moment.

Xiao whispered and flew out of the carriage to the wheel, and exclaimed, "Ouch, it's not good, the horse is about to rush off the cliff!"

As soon as she turned her head to see the white tiger rushing down from the mountain, she let out an "ah", "Wow, what a big tiger!"

Frightened by the tiger, the two horses turned and jumped down the cliff by the roadside.

The mountain road was very narrow, and it allowed two carriages to run side by side, and the two horses turned and jumped, but in the blink of an eye, the two horses jumped off the cliff with four hooves, leaving only the carriage body still on the mountain road.

In Xiao's whispering exclamation, Yang Xian let out a soft snort, and his body instantly appeared on the edge of the cliff, and he stretched out his palm and gently pressed it on the wheel of the carriage.

"Bang!"

Seeing that it was about to be brought into the cliff by two horses, the carriage came to a standstill.

The car was on the mountain road, but the wheels were reaching for the cliff on the side of the road, and the two horses were hanging in the air, their hooves moving and their bodies twisting.

Xiao whispered that as early as when the carriage came to a stop, it had already floated up and slowly landed on the mountain road like a green butterfly.

Then she let out an exclamation, "The tiger is coming!"

After seeing Xiao quietly jump out of the carriage, Yang Xian was slightly lucky, his arms were raised, and in the slight friction sound of squeaking, the entire carriage and the two horses that were constantly struggling were lifted up by him in the air and slowly let go of the mountain road.

"Roar!"

The tiger's roar sounded, and the white tiger on the mountain broke through countless branches, and with a gust of wind, it instantly arrived near the carriage.

Xiao whispered and shouted in fright, jumped on the carriage in a flash, and got into the carriage with a "whoosh".

Yang Xian's hand sank.

At the same time, the two horses in the carriage struggled desperately at the same time, and with a soft "snap", the harness belt of the carriage lassock suddenly broke, and one horse rolled and fell off the cliff.

Yang Xian was taken aback, his arms were a little stronger, and with a "click", one of the wheels broke, and the other horse knocked on the edge of the cliff, broke the harness belt, and fell down the cliff.

Hearing the neighing of the two horses all the way down, Yang Xian let out a long sigh, put his arms hard, and gently put the carriage on the side of the mountain road near the mountain, and then looked up at the white tiger rushing towards him.

From the time he stopped the carriage from rushing downward, to the two horses taking the lead in the cliff one by one, in fact, it was only a few breaths of time, and all the actions happened too fast, that is, he reacted quickly.

"Roar!"

At this time, the eye-catching white tiger had already arrived in front of him.

This big insect is not the same as the ordinary brocade and colorful tiger, the whole body is snow-white, the eyes are blood-red, the body is extremely huge, it is even a few points bigger than ordinary horses, and the ferocity is so powerful that even ordinary martial arts masters cannot compare.

What is especially strange is that before the white tiger's body pounced, a fishy wind blew.

The so-called dragon from the clouds, tiger from the wind, this big insect really came out with the wind and walked with the wind.

But speaking of tigers, Yang Xian had also caught a few tooth sacrifices before, and he was by no means as powerful as today's big insect.

"What a big bug!"

Looking at the tiger that pounced, Yang Xian stood still, and only when the tiger's two front paws were about to reach his shoulders and his bloody mouth bit down on his neck, Yang Xian moved!

He doesn't move, once he moves, it is really like a thunderbolt, he suddenly shouted, and the body of the white tiger who pounced in mid-air on the opposite side of the shock suddenly froze, and the white hair on his whole body exploded.

In the shouting, Yang Xian's body suddenly dodged, avoiding the fatal pounce of the white tiger, and at the same time stretched out his left palm, just a grab, he had already grabbed the top melon skin of the white tiger, and suddenly pressed it down, with a loud "bang", dust and smoke everywhere.

The white tiger that pounced on all fours, its head downward, was pressed by Yang Xiansheng on the mountain road, blocking the entire mountain road.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

The white tiger grabbed with its four claws, and its body couldn't stop writhing, trying to raise its head and get up, but it couldn't stand up anyway, and its iron rod-like tail "bang" kept hitting the ground, knocking the rocks and dust.

"Huh, it's a lot of strength!"

Yang Xian pressed the tiger's head and was slightly surprised, "This big insect looks a little different!"

He was surprised, his fist was right, and it was a punch to the head of the white tiger.

"Bang!"

With his punch, the tiger, whose four paws kept scratching and roaring in a low voice, suddenly fell silent, and slowly collapsed to the ground, and the straight tail that kept hitting the ground behind him also softened.

With just this one punch, this white tiger has been beaten by him, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

Yang Xian punched down, slightly surprised, "If I punch down, the pig iron can also be flattened, why is this big insect not dead?"

He raised his fist and was about to make a second punch, when he suddenly looked up and saw the carriage parked on the side of the road, his heart moved, "Two horses fell off the cliff and died, and there is a lack of one to pull the cart, this big worm can be considered!"

Thinking of this, he dragged the half-dead white tiger to the carriage by the tail of the white tiger, gestured carefully, and said with a smile: "It's really possible!"