Who could slice the Heavenly Sword out of the Heavenly Mountain? The poem was written by Zhang Qiao, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, to describe the steep terrain of Mount Hua. I am now trying out this poem with my body, struggling to jump up and down in this high mountain range, hoping to meet Hong Qigong of the North. Unfortunately, I didn't see anyone even after the sun set. I couldn't help but give up on searching. I touched my empty stomach and it was growling at me in protest.
I sighed and looked at the sky."Where am I going to find food? It seems that it will be difficult to find a place to stay tonight.”I climbed up the mountain path and suddenly smelled a strange fragrance. My eyes lit up as I walked towards the source of the fragrance. Turning around a mountain wall, he saw an old beggar carrying a wine gourd squatting on the snow. In front of him was a pot of oil with fire. He looked carefully at what was being fried inside. This fragrance must have come from the things inside.
I was overjoyed. I didn't expect that not only did I find the Northern Beggar, but I also solved the problem of eating. It seemed that he was making the legendary fried centipede. Seeing him pick up a centipede from the pot of oil and eat it with satisfaction made me laugh. My eyes turned and suddenly my childlike innocence rose. I picked up a small stone from the ground and flicked it towards the side of the mountain wall with my 'finger flicking magic'. With a bang, the stone hit the wall. Hong Qigong was shocked. He stood up and jumped towards the source of the sound, wanting to see what was going on.
I smiled and jumped out of my hiding place in front of the pot. I sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at the yellowed centipede in the pot. I almost drooled. I rubbed my hands and started to eat. I didn't expect that the more I ate, the more fragrant I felt. However, I still prostrated myself before this fried centipede. Just as I was enjoying my meal, I suddenly heard a loud shout."How dare you steal my food.”His shout almost made the centipede that I was chewing happily fall into my windpipe.
I looked up and saw Hong Qigong pouncing towards me. His right hand turned into a claw and grabbed the pot in front of me. I was secretly amused. I didn't expect him to come and grab the pot instead of me. However, it was really the biggest thing in the world. I don't want him to eat it so easily. I still want to play for a while. My left hand lightly knocked against the wok, causing it to deviate slightly, just in time to avoid Seventh Duke Hong's right hand. His right hand didn't stay idle and reached into the pot to get the centipede. " Eh?" Hong Qigong exclaimed. He didn't expect me to dodge his grab so easily. Originally, this grab of his contained at least five follow-up moves, all of which were incomparably powerful. Who knew that with a light knock on the pot, I just happened to break all of the follow-up moves.
When he saw me reach for the centipede with my right hand, he felt indignant and tried to cut my right hand with his left hand. Looking at his fierce appearance, if I didn't dodge this hand, it would probably have been cut off at that moment. My right hand immediately changed into the shape of a sword. I turned my wrist and pointed my index finger at the pulse on his wrist. If he didn't change his move, I could numb half of his body. When Seventh Duke Hong saw this move of mine, he knew that he had met his match. He slapped the wok with his right palm, and it flew towards me. His left hand turned sharp and grabbed at the centipede in the pot, avoiding my right hand. It seemed like he was still thinking about the centipede.
Seeing the oil pot coming at me fiercely, I quickly caught it with my left hand. My body shook slightly when I touched the oil pot. This Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms really lives up to its reputation. As expected, my palm strength was inferior. Hong Qigong successfully grabbed the centipede with his left hand and looked at me proudly. He found it strange and was about to put the centipede into his mouth when he suddenly realized that the centipede that should have fallen into his mouth actually scattered and slowly turned into thin threads. It was blown away by the mountain wind without a trace. It turned out that just as his hand was about to leave the pot, an invisible sword qi suddenly shot out from my finger and cut the centipede in his hand into countless pieces. Because it was cut neatly, it remained in its original shape. When his fingers were no longer holding the centipede, it dispersed.
I looked at Hong Qigong's shocked expression and thought to myself,""Although no one can match Hong Qigong's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in terms of strength, no one can match me in terms of techniques. Thinking about it, only the Nine Swords Beyond the Swords could give it a try. Unfortunately, this was not Smiling Proud Pugilistic World.”
Hong Qigong was stunned for a moment before he laughed out loud."Good, good martial arts indeed." However, he suddenly sighed,"What a pity.”"What's a pity?" "It's a pity that he's an accomplice of the Five Uglies of the Border," Hong Qigong said sternly.”I laughed when I heard that. I didn't expect Seventh Duke Hong to misunderstand me. I shook my head and said,"No, no." Firstly, I never thought that my kung fu was very good. Secondly, I'm not an accomplice of the Five Uglies.”Without waiting for Hong Qigong to agree or disagree, he took another centipede from the pot and put it in his mouth, his face full of enjoyment.
When Hong Qigong heard that I wasn't an accomplice of the Five Uglies of the Border, he believed me. He thought that someone with my level of martial arts wouldn't bother to lie, and after thinking about it, he didn't believe that the Five Uglies of the Border could find a helper like me. He sized me up again and saw that I was twenty years old. Although my face was covered in dust, it could not hide my handsome face. What caught his attention was the faint worry between my eyebrows. He really couldn't relate me to the Five Ugly Men of Hidden Edge.
When he came back to his senses, he found that I was still desperately eating the centipede. His relaxed face tensed up again. "Kid, haven't you eaten enough?" he said angrily.”Ginseng was enjoying the centipede in his mouth when he snatched the pot away. "Why are you so stingy?" I asked, bored. I only ate a few of your centipedes.”"How many?" Hong Qigong said angrily."Look at how many are left in this pot.”
I went into the pot and felt a little embarrassed. I was so focused on eating that I didn't notice how much was left in the pot. There were originally over a hundred centipedes in the pot, but now there were less than twenty left. How could Hong Qigong, who had painstakingly obtained the centipede, not be angry? I laughed dryly." Hehe, I didn't notice. This centipede is too delicious." Sorry, sorry. I'll treat you next time, okay?" When Hong Qigong heard this, he glared at me and started eating.
I was full now. Patting my bulging stomach, I smiled and said,"It's been a long time since I've eaten such delicious food.”At this moment, Hong Qigong had also finished eating. He took out his wine gourd from behind and drank a mouthful of wine. He asked me,"Kid, who is your master? To be able to teach you such skills is really a master.”I smiled and pouted at his wine gourd, meaning that I wanted wine. Hong Qigong rolled his eyes at me and scolded,""I don't know how your master taught you to be so disrespectful to your seniors.”However, he still threw the wine gourd over.
I took it and drank a mouthful. Then, I sat up and wiped my mouth. "I don't have a master. Part of my kung fu is inherited from my family, while the other part is self-taught."”Hong Qigong replied with an "oh" and asked,"May I know who your father is?”When Hong Qigong saw that my martial arts were actually not inferior to his, he felt incomparable admiration for someone who could train a disciple like me. I'm so young, even if I started practicing in my mother's womb, I've only been practicing for twenty years. According to the rules, it's impossible for me to compare to him, so he wants to know who taught me martial arts.
"You must be very familiar with my father and mother."”" Oh," Hong Qigong replied. He began to recall what kind of expert he had seen. "My parents are your two disciples."”"What did you say?" Hong Qigong asked in disbelief. You said you're Guo Jing and Huang Rong's son?”I smiled and nodded. Hong Qigong repeatedly said that it was impossible. Although he knew that his parents were good at martial arts, they were not as good as him. He had also practiced the Nine Yin Scripture before. He knew that it was impossible for the Nine Yin Scripture to increase my power so quickly, so he immediately said that it was impossible. I understood what he was thinking and smiled." What's impossible? You must know that the new generation will surpass the previous." If the next generation was not stronger than the previous generation, wouldn't the next generation be a prodigal?”
Hong Qigong felt that what I said made sense, but he still didn't believe it."Could it be that your parents have come up with some new trick?”I shook my head.”Hong Qigong nodded. He also knew that only a fortuitous encounter could make him so powerful. "Kid, are you really Guo Jing's son?" he asked.”"How can that be fake?" I said.”Hong Qigong looked at me and nodded." Yes, you look like your mother. You can be a ghost."”I thought to myself,"Nonsense, if he's like my dad, I might as well jump off a building."”
Seventh Duke Hong yawned and said," Kid, I'm rushing to chase away the criminals. I haven't slept for five days and five nights. It's rare for me to have a good meal today. I have to sleep well for three days. Even if the sky falls, don't wake me up." Take care of it for me. Don't let the wild beast bite half of my head when I'm not aware.”
"Yes, sir, but don't blame me if you get up by yourself."”Hong Qigong didn't understand my words. He lay on the ground and fell asleep after a while. I thought to myself,'He's really something. He didn't even find a cave to sleep in the snow.' Aren't you afraid of rheumatism?" As I thought about it, I looked at the sky. The moon had already reached the top of my head. I sat cross-legged beside Hong Qigong and used the "AFK Farming Technique" to recuperate. He entered a half-asleep state.
The next day, I opened my eyes and saw that my body was covered in snow. Meanwhile, Hong Qigong was already buried in the snow. I cursed him in my heart for falling asleep so quickly. Why didn't he find a better place to sleep? Doesn't he know that it's a crime to let me, a good young man who works hard for the four modernizations of the country, suffer with him?”
As I was thinking, I suddenly heard the sound of someone walking on the mountain path. As someone familiar with the Condor God, I naturally knew who it was. Needless to say, they were the five unluckiest supporting characters in the Condor God, the Five Uglies of the Hidden Edge. They were really unlucky to be crippled by Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng's joint attack before they could even make a single move. I deeply sympathize with them, but my arrival will definitely not let them suffer like this. I will definitely let them reincarnate early and start anew.
At this moment, they were already not far from me. I stood up and jumped in front of them, blocking their way. At the same time, I shouted,"I opened this road and planted this tree.”Hidden Edge Five Ugly was stunned, not understanding what was going on. After a long time, they finally reacted. Everyone laughed loudly. One of them said to the other,"Big brother, I didn't expect someone to rob us. You really don't know what's good for you." "Looks like he's new to Jianghu and has never heard of our fame."”He turned around and said to me,"Kid, haven't you heard of the fame of the Five Heroes of the Hidden Border?" Be careful, or I'll cut off your head with a knife. As he spoke, he showed off his saber."
I raised my head in deep thought. Then, I seemed to have remembered something and said,"So it's the Five Uglies of the Border who kill people like flies. I'm so scared!" As he spoke, he patted his chest and pretended to be afraid. The Five Uglies were fuming with anger. I continued,"Since you guys are so famous, I should take more. The Hidden Edge Five Uglies didn't say anything when they heard that. They pulled out their knives and prepared to cut me into pieces.
"Hey, don't draw your sword!" I only accept money and don't want knives. It's not easy to sell knives now.”My half-crazy and half-stupid words directly caused five large knives to slash at me. I gently floated and dodged the knife. I sighed and said to Wu Chou,"Sigh! You guys didn't pay up when I asked you guys to. Now, I can only use your lives to pay up.”Without waiting for them to react, he slid past them in an instant. Before they knew what was going on, they fell one by one. When they fell, their eyes were filled with disbelief and frustration. They didn't understand how a person could be so fast, so fast that they didn't know when this person came to their side and what he used to stab them to death. They only felt a pain in their necks, and then they didn't know anything.
I stood back and flicked my index finger, which was splashed with Wu Chou's blood. I looked coldly at Wuchou, who was lying on the ground. From the night I thought I had killed Li Mochou, I was no longer afraid of killing people. I didn't feel anything after killing the five ugly people. I was just afraid that their blood would dirty my hands. Perhaps people who had killed before would easily become cold-blooded.
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