At this time, it is late at night, the moon is dark and the wind is high, you can't see your five fingers, a place in the upper reaches of the Heishui River, surrounded by mountains on three sides, facing the water, looking down from a high position, you can only see countless tents, densely forming a city-like gathering place. 【】

Eilechuan.

This is the most abundant pasture of water and grass in the area of Heishui River, every spring and summer, there will be countless herdsmen driving large herds of cattle and sheep to come here, spontaneously forming a huge bazaar, for a long time, it has become customary, this place has become one of the most prosperous areas in the entire Heishui River Basin. Not only are the barbarian tribes communicating with each other here, but even the Central Imperial Dynasty, which is more than 100,000 miles away, has a lot of caravan trading houses stationed here every year.

However, it was already the middle of the night, and the lights inside and outside the bazaar had already been extinguished, and the tents, the doors were closed, and they were all asleep, and occasionally there was one or two low chirps from the cattle, but it seemed that the place was more and more peaceful and silent.

On the other side of the Heishui River, there is a barbarian temple to suppress the demon clan, so this place is prosperous, there are very few monsters, and the herdsmen are not vigilant, as soon as it gets dark, they turn off the lights and sleep, and they don't even bother to take care of their own sheep outside the market.

The only place where there is still some light on the bank of the Heishui River is a building more than ten miles away from the market, and you can see in the darkness from a distance, a hundred and ten "air dead wind lanterns" lined up, dim lights, through the darkness, shadows can also see the general appearance of this building.

Huge strips of stones, tightly stacked together, along the river bank, enclosed into a rectangle, like the city-like place, the wall is more than ten zhang high, regardless of day and night, there are strong men with sharp weapons in their hands to patrol back and forth, every ten steps away, there is a huge eight-bull city crossbow high on the female wall.

This is where all the caravans from the Central Dynasty come all the way. Although they are also very eager and needy for daily necessities such as sea salt and tea bricks from the "Central Dynasty", the rough and savage aliens are still willing to "demand" with the scimitar in their hands most of the time, rather than bartering and trading gold and silver.

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

When the time comes, the clouds in the sky are gone, a bright moon hangs in the sky, over the high outer wall of the Bailian, all the way inward, in the middle of a large courtyard surrounded by a two-storey wooden building, the lights are bright, and Yongding Hou, who is wearing a moon-white sprinkled golden arrow sleeve robe, is practicing boxing and martial arts one by one.

Yongding Hou's Dragon and Tiger Xuantan** is the secret art of yin and yang of the soldiers, communicating the netherworld, detaining the martial soul, and cultivating the law and martial arts, which is the world's first-class magical power. But his boxing technique is also extremely clever, between the changes under his feet, the figure flickered, like a swift skimming the water, the body swayed, it was natural, and its lightness was like nature.

And his boxing technique, the strength is strong and unparalleled, the fist palm changes, only between square inches, a slight movement, is a stabbing sound, the air screams for it, and turns again and again, hands and feet turn like a wheel, punch after punch, it doesn't seem to be very fast, but in the middle of a large courtyard with a radius of three or four thousand steps, it is the breath that is agitated and roaring, like wind and thunder, and thunder is angry.

"Beheaded!"

Taking a step forward, the figure flew away, Yongding Hou suddenly shouted, his body disappeared in an instant and reappeared a hundred steps away, as soon as the words came out, he had already stood like a knife and slashed down with one palm.

"Whew!"

Far away from a dozen zhang near the side of the wall, there is enough to be a person's waist thickness of fine iron stake, by his palm void slashed, suddenly as if by the iron like clay of the divine weapon slashed, instantly divided into two, the port is as smooth as a mirror. Then, between the voids, the white mangs flickered, and Yongdinghou continued to carry his palms through the air, and these fine iron stakes specially used to train martial arts were cut into pieces one by one.

"Clone Slash!"

There was another loud shout, in the middle of the huge courtyard, Yongding Hou's body was suddenly divided into two, one south and one north, and then, two into four, four into eight, eight into sixteen, a full sixteen Yongding Hou projected in all directions, all of them were as agile as gods, just like entities.

Immediately, the figure flew wildly, the sword light Huohuo, one by one the knife qi made up for the eight directions, the sky and the earth, the strength of the white mangmang was intertwined into a net, only to the ground, poof, the whole courtyard trembled three times, the knife fell into the ground, after a blink of an eye, the ground was paved with lapis lazuli that was harder than steel and silently turned into a piece of powder.

Except for the place where the Marquis of Yongding stood at his feet, in the courtyard with a radius of three or four thousand steps, there was no intact ground, and the night wind blew, and the fine stone powder suddenly rose to the sky.

And after doing all this, many figures disappeared one after another, Yongding Hou actually stood in place, not even breathing, only his eyes flickered, faintly revealing a bit of joy, and then he was calm as water, showing a calm and unmoving temperament like mountains and rivers.

"Well!! the world only knows that Hou Ye's Dragon and Tiger Xuantan ** is unparalleled in the world, but I don't know that this white tiger's kung fu to break the west wind is Hou Ye's best ability, in my opinion, Hou Ye's cultivation is deep, but I am afraid that he has gradually been able to touch the threshold of transcendent sainthood. ”

Just when Yongding Hou stopped, a Taoist man with a face like topaz and an eight-foot-long Taoist man slowly walked out of the wooden building in the middle of the courtyard, holding Ruyi in his hand, wearing a snow-white Taoist robe, with a purple gold belt tied around his waist.

"If it weren't for Brother Xueyi, who happened to be at the right time, regardless of the previous suspicions, I passed on the healing method in my secret book "Bai Yue Feisheng Feather Sutra", and slowly figured it out with Taoist vitality, I would not have been able to unite my spirit and flesh so quickly, and my injuries would have healed. In the end, the white-fronted marquis is a demon king, splitting the sky and demon qi, deep in the bone marrow, relying on my dragon and tiger Xuantan alone, but there is no shortcut to follow. ”

This white-clothed Taoist who spoke to the Marquis of Yongding was Qin Shuwen's senior brother and Shen Xueyi, the head disciple of the Youxian Temple in the capital! It's just that he is different from Qin Shuwen, who became a monk halfway through the family and abandoned Confucianism and entered the Tao, he is a monk since he was a child, and he has worshiped under the door of Fang Taiyi, the master of today's "Youxian Temple", although his age is not as big as that of Yongding Hou, his generation is not small, even if Yongding Hou and other feudal officials of the central dynasty see him, they can only put down the shelf and take turns with him.

However, this is also due to the fact that his master is now in a transcendent position, able to freely enter and exit the inner court, and talk about metaphysics with the emperor, and the reason why there is the "Taiyi Sect" of the nine major sects of Taoism behind the Youxian Temple as a backer.

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

This demon is said to have been captured by the tiger-headed monk of the Temple of the Covered Earth in the early years, but for some reason he went to the Savage Temple to be a cannibalistic Zen master, but he and Hou Ye were both defeated, and the murderous aura of the soldiers was invaded in the body, and now it seems that it will not be able to recover in a while, so this white-fronted Hou is not a threat to you at all. Thinking about the battle of Yinshan in a month, if nothing else, he will definitely go back to watch the battle, if the Hou Ye is still resentful, he might as well behead him there. ”

"It's just that I heard my junior brother say that Hou Ye's Iron Scroll Danshu has not been found yet! The Black Cloud Dao man, the cunning rabbit three caves, is not actually put on his body, and his companion is actually a master soldier...... , which is much more interesting. ”

"Hmph, I have already made this matter known to the face of the old man. For this person, I also have a lot of doubts in my heart, looking at his supernatural powers, it is clear that the realm has entered the innate realm, but I don't know why the mana is mediocre? And according to the news from my subordinates, the Black Cloud Dao people have already merged with the brigade of the Blue Plough Demon Palace, and there is no news of any Danshu Iron Coupon, so I have every reason to suspect that it was this person who played tricks and took that thing. But in this way, it is not easy for my masters to enter and exit the wilderness, and if I am not careful, the news is revealed, and it is very difficult for me to do it, so I have to be cheeky and implore Brother Xueyi to help me!"

Originally, the relationship between the etheric master and my master didn't take much effort to help Master Hou with the slightest thing, but now that the Yinshan War is imminent, I also want to rush to Wolf Juxu Mountain with a few junior disciples before this matter, and cross the demon ...... on one hundred and eight mountains in this mountain for my master. ”

Shen Xueyi frowned and said.

"Oh, has the commander finally made up his mind to attack there! It just so happens that I also heard that there was a god general in the previous dynasty, "King of the Split Land", Huo Huqi, who once personally led a large army to fight into the wilderness, sealed the wolf Juxu, and was buried in this mountain after his death. In this way, the affairs of you and me, neither of them will be delayed, and whatever you encounter, you will do it, anyway, I expect that the end of that person's trip will definitely be Yinshan, and I will see it sooner or later. ”

Yongding Hou squinted his eyes, and without waiting for Shen Xueyi to speak, he suddenly shouted: "Someone!"

Step on......... There was a sound of neat footsteps, and they came to the outside of the courtyard very quickly, and then the courtyard door opened, but a group of guards wearing leather armor and carrying long knives walked in side by side.

"Go and say hello to the principals of the caravans, and give orders to all men to check all suspicious circumstances, and distribute the drawings of that man, and report them to me as soon as they are discovered, without delay. ”

"Obey the orders of the Hou Ye!"

There was another kick of footsteps, and these people were expressionless, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, just as these people conveyed the orders of the Marquis of Yongding, and countless people spread out their nets like a net, Wang Chan and the Tiger Zen Master were already in the crypt, recuperating and preparing to set off. On the morning of the next day, as soon as the sky was bright, a tiger roared, Wang Chan carried a big gun, crossed the tiger to climb the mountain, and rode the tiger Zen master Shi Shiran flew across the Heishui River.

Although the pangolin demon who was eaten by the Tiger Zen Master claimed to be the demon king on the bank of the Heishui River, he was actually just a little demon who had just transformed for a short time, and his cave was naturally not a good place, and it was not suitable for practicing the Fa. What's more, the Yin Mountain Road is far away, and there is not enough time, so Wang Chan is just here to wait for the wounds on the Tiger Zen Master to heal, and then set off immediately.

That night, Wang Chan used his magic power to take out the murderous aura in the body of the Tiger Zen Master, without this thing to make a mistake, with the magic power of the Tiger Zen Master, a few blood holes under the neck that were blown out by Wang Chan were really not heavy, only one night later, it was restored as before, only the demon pill in his body was still held by Wang Chan in his hand, and it was not returned.

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

With this thousand-year-old demon traveling, Wang Chan naturally didn't have to spend energy flying with a sword. Although the Tiger Zen Master has not yet been able to recover to the ability of his heyday, as soon as the internal injury is gone, he will immediately be alive and vigorous, carrying Wang Chan on his back, and running, he is also born with clouds under his feet, and hurricanes follow. One person and one tiger, flying on the height of half a day, riding the wind and driving the clouds, the speed is so fast, the wind behind the drag is rolling, ten miles endlessly, like a wind dragon flying, a kung fu will go tens of thousands of miles away, much faster than Wang Chan's full force.

In this way, after crossing the first line of the Heishui River, and then going forward, it is a real wild area, and I don't know how to come to 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 rising and swaggering on each mountain, and people can't help but feel a burst of heartbeat.

"Lord, this wild land was originally the same as the grassland from the road before ancient times, it was a pasture with abundant water and grass in Pingchuan, but since the Covering Earth Temple Jizo Main Temple forced Ah Nose to give up half of Yin Mountain, the legend is that in order to let the world know, the Fa-rectification is difficult to find, and overnight sent eight heavenly dragons from all over the country to carry 100,000 mountains, blocking the road, and there are countless demon kings entrenched in the middle, over time, there are fewer and fewer mortals in this world who can have perseverance, perseverance and opportunity to worship Yin Mountain to seek the true scriptures. The most recent one was the Lotus Master of the year, who crossed the mountains, and thus had the Wild Temple on the banks of the Heishui River. ”

Although the Tiger Zen Master incarnated as a tiger was flying fast, he also seemed to know that Wang Chan was strange in his heart, and he rode the clouds and ran wildly, and on the other hand, he did not forget to explain to Wang Chan.

"Hmm!" Wang Chan responded, "It turns out that it is such a source, but most of the legends are false, and they are not true." However, the Lotus Master of the Wild Temple is somewhat admirable. ”

"What the Lord said is that although I have not been at the Savage Temple for a long time, I already know the magic power of this monk, and I am really good. I heard that this person worshiped the pure land of Yin Mountain, was favored by the patriarch 'King of the Earth', and taught the true scriptures of the wish in a dream at night, and cultivated the golden body of the Arhat in just a hundred years, and after going down the mountain, he swept away the demons, and single-handedly established the temple of the wilderness, and sat on the prairie with the power of one person, subduing the wild tribes and spreading the secret law. It's just that in the past five hundred years, this person has long ignored the world, and he doesn't know where he is, and he is the only one in the barbarian temple with a golden body to worship. ”

The Tiger Zen Master was subdued by Wang Chan, and even the demon pill was in the hands of others, so naturally he had to please Wang Chan from time to time. Fortunately, he has also been a mountain guardian beast on Yin Mountain for three hundred years, and he has long been familiar with this set of tricks.

It's just that he just came down from Yin Mountain, and within a few days of being free, he was subdued by Wang Chan, and he couldn't help but feel a little unlucky in his heart.

Wang Chan sat on the back of the tiger, although he had asked the tiger Zen master to reduce the size as much as possible, and it looked not as huge as the original, but the length of the head and tail was still more than three zhang, one or two people were high, sitting on the back, the long hair was surging, like flowing water, but it was also very comfortable.

However, at this time, Wang Chan had already taken off his original iron armor and put on a set of dark robes, embroidered with gold silk, lined with countless palm-sized cyan scales, worn close to his body, and the cool air was faint, no matter how hot it was outside, he didn't notice it at all.

His current dress is a set of clothes that were searched out of the cave of the pangolin demon, and he has been trained by some kind of mana inside and out, which is considered a magic robe, worn on the body, it can avoid dust and wind, and is not affected by dirt, and the scales in this dress are the armor scales spit out by the tiger Zen master after eating the pangolin, and he wore them piece by piece, attached to the body, and the protective effect is more powerful than that iron armor, and Wang Chan himself is also very satisfied.

People in the wilderness, but they are wearing the armor of the Central Dynasty, it is simply a provocation, Wang Chan didn't know before, and there is nothing to wear, but now that he knows, he will naturally have to replace it.

"This world is so big, I don't know how many masters, I don't know when I can get to the top and step on the top. Seeing that it was not early, there was a big mountain blocking the road in front of him, and there were many wild beasts in the mountain, so Wang Chan decided to find a stable place first, at least after practicing the greedy wolf god to shoot a few signs, he could rush to the foot of Yin Mountain.

The Tiger Zen Master traveled extremely fast, more than 100,000 miles, but it was just a few days of kung fu, and the rest of the time could be used for cultivation.

"Oh!"

Just as he was about to signal the Tiger Zen Master to press the cloud head down, Wang Chan's ears suddenly moved, and the alarm in his heart suddenly rose, only to hear a very subtle sound of breaking the sky above the sky, and suddenly flew down from far and near, his eyes flashed, and he seemed to see a white light between the clouds, and then he saw the Tiger Zen Master, and roared.

The clouds are swept away, and the wind is scattered.

Wang Chan's eyes, a flash of cold light, carried qi and blood into his eyes, and immediately through the clouds, he saw a white rainbow falling from the sky, towards his own one person and one tiger, that is, strangled over, as if the long rainbow passed through the sky, the white rainbow said, and immediately knew that there was a master in the clouds, assassinating himself in the air. Moreover, this person's skill cultivation is at least not below himself, otherwise he would not have waited until the sword light could pass through the clouds and fall, and then he would realize that something was wrong.

(To be continued)