Chapter 172: The First Sight of the Void Bamboo

"Bang~", but when he heard a dull sound, Mu Langjun fell to the ground from the top of the first line of heaven, and his feet were actually embedded in the ground.

However, after he ran the Dead Wood Divine Skill, his defense was extremely high, and he was not injured, but the power of the fall shook his viscera more and more damaged, and he couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.

Immediately afterwards, Duan Yu also fell, he was in good shape, and took advantage of the situation to kick a few times on the rock wall, resolving part of the falling momentum.

The sound of a "buzzing" sword sounded, and Duan Yu held the crimson long sword in both hands and stabbed it in the air.

Mu Langjun barely used the remaining internal force and reached out to catch the sword, and now he couldn't perform the trick of "Dead Wood Spring" of the Dead Wood Divine Skill.

The sound of the sword piercing the wooden leather sounded, so clear, Mu Langjun had never heard such a shocking voice in his life.

But seeing Duan Yu's crimson long sword running through Mu Langjun's palm, the residual momentum did not stop, and it also pierced his throat.

This sword makes reasonable use of the power of falling, and with the internal force of the Innate Shidan realm, the power is extraordinary.

Mu Langjun's eyes widened, and his eyes, which were originally glowing green, were now bloodshot, looking particularly hideous.

His throat rattled, and he tried to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Duan Yu suddenly withdrew his crimson long sword, and Mu Langjun fell to the ground, because he was in the state of dead wood divine skill, his blood and muscles were almost like Mu Ge, and only a little blood overflowed, which looked quite weird.

"I really don't know if it will be used as a wood carving by people passing by after the interruption?" Duan Yu smiled indifferently.

After solving Mu Lang-kun. There was no need for Duan Yu to stay here any longer, so he went to the side of the Qing Zongma and turned over on his horse. With a flick of his whip, he headed south.

It's early summer, the sun is shining, and the trees on the northern hills are getting greener, but there aren't many flowers and plants. The Jiuqu Yellow River in the north is magnificent, irrigating both sides of the Yellow River. Wheat, sunflowers, and sorghum are all growing very well, although they do not have the southern flowers. But it's also full of life.

The north is so vast and sparsely populated, and an official road is very wide, leading to the distance.

Looking at the scenery by the Yellow River, Duan Yu suddenly remembered such a sentence to describe a certain hero: "The horse stepped on both sides of the Yellow River." Beat the sixteen prefectures of the three states. ”

Duan Yu rode on horseback, very happily, and arrived in the south two days later.

When he arrived at an ancient city near Hangu Pass, which was called Qiugul City, Duan Yu really didn't remember that there was such an ancient city in the original book, but after thinking about it, there were many place names in ancient times that were different from later generations.

"I don't know where the drum mountain is? I have been training in the north for more than a month, and I should not have missed the Zhenlong chess game. Duan Yu said in his heart.

Fortunately, there was only one official road in ancient times, as long as you waited at the intersection. Then you will always meet martial arts people from the south to the north.

And when the high-rollers go out, their favorite place to gather is, of course, the inn.

Duan Yu chose the location by the window in the only old money inn on the side of the official road. Let Xiao Er cut a pound of braised beef, fry three side dishes, and bring a jar of Huadiao wine.

While eating meat and drinking, he quietly listened to the conversation of the martial arts people in this inn.

These people were actually talking about the Taishan Conference held by the Northern Martial Arts, and when they talked about the duel between Duan Yu and Kurokawa Dazang, they were even more interested.

In fact, they didn't even come to the scene to watch the competition. It's hearsay, and then it's all over the place. The voice is also very loud, showing that he is very knowledgeable.

"Saying that, Duan Yu used the Yang Finger of the Dali Duan Clan, and blasted out more than a dozen moves in a row, all of which were resisted by the mysterious swordsman Kurokawa Dazang. In the end, he used his invisible sword qi, and finally broke Kurokawa Dazang's Yan Hui trick and won the position of the leader of the Northern Martial Arts Alliance!" said a thin old man's eyebrows.

"Hey, old man, do you say that there is really an invisible sword qi in this martial arts?" a strong man next to him asked suspiciously.

"It is better to believe what you have than not to believe what you don't. Although generally speaking, there should be no such thing as invisible sword qi, but the tens of thousands of spectators above the Taishan Conference will not all be blind, right?" said the thin old man.

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Duan Yu shook his head secretly when he heard this, because he didn't hear the news he wanted to hear.

After eating and drinking, Duan Yu was about to leave, when he suddenly heard a person shouting: "Recently, I heard that on the Drum Mountain near Hangu Pass, Mr. Su Xinghe set up a Zhenlong chess game and invited young talents in the martial arts to break the game!"

"What is a Zhenlong chess game?" said another.

In other words, the difficult problems in Go, called Zhenlong, are usually deliberately difficult for people. "The previous human.

"We don't know much about chess, and we haven't been invited, so let's not go!"

"Why don't you go? It's only thirty miles to go to Drum Mountain, such a martial arts event, let's go and see a lively event, don't we have the capital to brag about when we go back?"

Duan Yu felt a pang in his heart: "It's time to catch up with the plot!" Su Xinghe is an apprentice of Wuyazi, nicknamed the old man who is smart and debated, but in fact, he has been pretending to be deaf and dumb all these years. The people in the rivers and lakes respected him, so they replaced the word deaf and dumb with intelligent argumentation. ”

He suddenly had a plan in his heart, since he didn't go in the wrong direction, and the plot of Zhenlong's chess game was about to start, then he was waiting in the inn next to this official road, and he could always see some big names in the martial arts.

"It would be great if Xuzhu could come. Duan Yu said in his heart.

I still remember that the last time Duan Yu went to Wuxi City, he happened to meet Qiao Feng in the Songhe Tower, which was really a coincidence.

But this time it was not such a coincidence, Duan Yu drank in the inn during the day, listened to the martial arts heroes talking about anecdotes from all over the world, and stayed in the hotel at night.

He decided to wait and see if he could see Xuzhu and the others.

I have to say that Duan Yu was very patient, and by the afternoon of the fifth day, he hadn't even seen a single monk, let alone Shaolin disciple Xuzhu.

Duan Yu sighed lightly, and planned to finish the wine and food on the table, so he hurried to Drum Mountain, he had a certain study of Go, and planned to see the Zhenlong chess game.

At the moment when Duan Yu was eating meat and drinking in a big bowl, a very handsome boy came into the inn, dressed gorgeously, with a powdered face, lips like a dot, and a folding fan in his hand, or a little sissy.

As soon as this person walked in, he attracted the attention of the group of heroes, and some of them even whispered: "This kid has fine skin and tender meat, and he looks so beautiful, maybe it is more refreshing than the girl's house."

Duan Yu took a sip of wine, and inadvertently looked up, he could see at a glance that this person's momentum was a woman, and it was much more convenient for a woman to disguise herself as a man and walk the rivers and lakes.

These people in ancient times are really interesting, women dressed as men, they can be seen at a glance, these people can't even see it, Duan Yu is a little speechless.

This person sat down at the table next to him, Duan Yu felt that this person looked very much like someone in the original book, but he didn't want to guess, maybe he would be very wrong.

After a while, a monk finally walked in, Duan Yu waited for so long, and finally had some eyebrows, and he was not sure that this was the monk of Shaolin Temple, so he looked carefully.

But seeing that this monk is very young, only in his twenties, eight feet tall, very thin, with big ears, eyes like bull's eyes, and some thick lips, such a appearance with a tall and thin appearance, although it does not look ugly, but it is also stupid.

Duan Yu said in his heart: "Could this be my second brother Xuzhu in the future?"

To tell the truth, he felt that Xu Zhu's best performance was still the guy with the tiger character in his name, but the young monk in front of him was stunned, but now he didn't see any advantages.

Now the seats in the inn are almost full, only Duan Yu and the woman's table is still vacant, the young monk chooses according to the principle of proximity, and at the woman's table, the two-handed monk said: "Amitabha, may I ask the little donor, can I sit like this?"

"What kind of small donor, big donor, won't you call me a young man?" the woman nodded slightly, motioning for the young monk to sit down.

The young monk smiled stupidly and didn't say much.

After a while, the young monk ordered two bowls of vegetable noodles, and the woman ordered wine and vegetables.

"This beef is not bad, but unfortunately the cut is too small. The woman picked up a piece of beef and said.

The young monk stuffed his head and ate noodles, and the vegetable noodles were very fragrant.

"Hey, little master, do you eat beef?" said the woman.

"Hehe, the little donor said with a smile, how can the monks eat meat?" the young monk smiled, and then continued to eat noodles with his head down.

Suddenly, the woman said, "Don't eat it, it's not a good thing anyway, I usually use this thing to polish my boots at home." ”

After that, she really used this piece of beef to wipe her boots, in fact, this spiced braised beef is the signature dish of this inn, and the taste is excellent, and everyone present thinks it is good, but when they see this woman so maverick, they are all a little angry.

Especially the shopkeeper, this is the beef made from his family's ancestral secret recipe of braised beef! Now that he is being used to polish his leather boots, he has no choice but to hold back his anger and dare not cause trouble.

At this moment, the woman smiled and said, "Little master, you have no distractions, it seems that this noodle is delicious!"

The young monk's mouth was bulging, stuffed with noodles, and he said "um" and nodded in agreement.

"May I ask where you came from and where are you going, little master?" the woman asked casually, and it seemed that she was really not hungry.

"I'm from Shaolin, and my name is Xuzhu. The young monk said.

"Wow, it turns out that you are a Shaolin monk!

Although the voice of their conversation was very small, Duan Yu listened attentively, and heard all of this clearly, after learning that the young monk was Xuzhu, Duan Yu said with some excitement in his heart: "After waiting for five days, I finally waited for you to come, second brother, but it is a little different from what I imagined!"

"My martial arts skills are not high, this time I followed my uncle and ancestors down the mountain. "Xuzhu Road.

When Duan Yu heard him say this, he almost didn't squirt out the wine he had just drunk in his mouth, this guy really didn't know it now! Xuzhu's current martial arts were not only not high, they were simply weak, and they were better than nothing. (To be continued)