Lao Cao and others stood on the Tiannv Peak, and the shadow of the flying eagle reflected in the colorful light was in the south direction.
If everyone wants to go there, there is no need to go down to the bottom of the peak before heading there——
Probably because of the shape of Tiannv Peak, it is steep from east to west and narrow from north to south. If you go from the top of the peak to the south, the ridge looks like the back of a fish, with countless strange rocks descending one after another, like a natural staircase, leading directly to the eagle shadow.
Of course, although it is said to be "like a stone ladder", it is all natural after all. How can it really be as neat as a ladder?
It looks like it is going down step by step, but when you actually walk, you will inevitably be sparse in front and short in back, with uneven heights.
Although everyone has extraordinary skills, after all, they are not masters of light skills such as "Crane Soaring to the Sky" and "Flea on the Drum". They can't help but be careful, support each other, and climb slowly with one foot high and one foot low. This is especially painful for the short-legged Lao Cao. How he got to this peak is explained by a poem -
Topsy-turvy like waves,
Putting a smile on all kinds of grievances,
Watch me jump and jump,
Just like Super Mario!
After walking for an hour or two, when we finally reached Luandao Valley, we saw that the golden crow had fallen and the jade rabbit was rising in the east.
The moonlight is shining faintly in the sky, and the thousands of stone peaks seem like monsters. Where can I find the shadows of eagles and sculptures?
Everyone cried out: "But where can I find it?"
Cao Cao took a breath, waved his hand and said: "My daughter-in-law has been married to the family, why can't you wait to pee? When you arrive at the place, just spend the night together. Tomorrow the red sun will shine, shining on the world. Are you afraid that it will disappear?"
Zhang Shun nodded and said, "My brother is right. It's just that the night is cold and unbearable. Let's ask the boys to find some dry firewood and make a warm fire to avoid catching cold."
It was already November, and it was a northern night. When I spoke and exhaled, my mouth turned into smoke. How could I survive without warmth?
Fortunately, there are many people. Even though the place is full of rocks, it is not difficult to find some thorns and withered vines.
Not long after, several large piles of firewood were collected, and a bonfire was lit in a leeward place. Dozens of people sat around, eating some dry food and listening to Lao Cao's explanation of ancient wars, which was interesting.
When he got sleepy, Zhang Jue arranged for people to take turns keeping watch, while the others huddled together and slept soundly.
At dawn the next day, everyone woke up from sleep, found a mountain stream to wash themselves, and found a high place to look around. They couldn't help but admire it.
This Luandao Valley, also known as the "Yansai Stone Forest", is full of bamboo shoot-like stone peaks. Each one is like a sword, pointing to the sky. There are also many strange stones with various postures and uncanny craftsmanship, fully demonstrating the wonder of nature.
Qin Ming was impatient and searched for it for a while. His eyes were dazzled and he said anxiously: "There are countless stones here, but when will we find them?"
Cao Cao laughed and said: "Brother, don't worry, let's see what I can do!"
As he spoke, he stood in a straight line with the Tiannv Peak standing in the north, turned around and faced south, stretched out his hands to make the sutra, and said in his mouth: "One counts the hurdles, two counts the kuns, three earthquakes, four sundas, and the middle points, five guard the middles." Gong Liuqian is, Qidianbagenjiu left the door!"
After counting, he walked more than ten steps to the left, bypassed two stone peaks, raised his head and pointed: "Here, isn't this the eagle?"
Everyone followed him all the way, and when they looked at it, they saw a stone peak over three feet high, with a hooked beak protruding from the top, resembling an eagle's head.
There are two more two-foot-tall stone peaks on both sides closely connected, shaped like a pair of wings.
These three stone peaks are gray in color and covered with golden glow. They are obviously dead objects, but they show a majestic posture.
Although this stone peak looks tall when standing in front of you, there are many stone peaks that are more than ten feet or even dozens of feet high in this valley. If it weren't for Lao Cao's guidance, how could it be easily found?
Everyone couldn't help but said in surprise: "Brother is so clever, isn't he a living god?"
Cao Cao didn't take it seriously, waved his hand and said: "It's just a little application of acquired gossip. In the hands of an expert, everything can be calculated, but in the hands of a foolish brother, you can only barely identify the direction."
It turned out that he had secretly used the Eight Diagrams method to determine the position of the eagle's shadow yesterday on the Tiannv Peak. When he went down the mountain and entered Luandao Valley, it was difficult for anyone else to distinguish the left and right, but he could use this method to easily find the target.
Qin Ming and others are not familiar with mathematics, so they naturally feel that it is magical. In fact, to be honest, it is not difficult for people to understand——
For those who are interested, face south, stretch out your right hand, write Xun, Zhen and Gen respectively on three sections of your index finger from top to bottom, write Li and Kan on the two sections of your middle finger, leave the middle section empty as Zhonggong, and the ring finger Write Kun, Dui, and Qian from top to bottom, and then correspond to Lao Cao's formula of counting one, two, and so on. Use your thumb to pinch the corresponding position, so that you can test all directions. It is the simplest.
But he said that Lao Cao had found the Condor Stone, and everyone's morale was greatly boosted. They were at a loss to find the entrance to the treasure.
Unexpectedly, after searching for more than two hours, I saw the sun was in the middle of the sky, and the sunlight was shining on the bare rocks, making flowers bloom brightly. After looking at them for a long time, there were double images everywhere.
Zhang Jue rubbed his tearful eyes and said, "That's it! Brother, this place is full of rocks. How did he dig the cave? Could it be that we made the wrong solution?"
Cao Cao couldn't help but frown, and thought for a long time. Suddenly he pointed at the eagle and said, "Qin Ming, where is your mace? Give it a hit!"
Everyone was surprised when they heard that Cao Cao had been busy for a long time and could not find the treasure, and they became angry from shame.
Zhu Tong quickly advised: "Brother, every sentence of that formula is correct. I think it must be good. Don't worry, just look for it carefully. Sooner or later, you will get something."
Cao Cao said: "My dear brother, do you have a 'Thunderbolt Fire' temperament as a brother? Brothers, please come and take a closer look at this peak. Can you notice the difference?"
After hearing this, everyone gathered around to take a closer look at the Eagle Stone Peak. Zhang Shun was the first to shout: "The quality of the stone on this peak seems to be different. My younger brother looked at it and saw that it looked like coral on the seabed, but it was just pale. It’s not as brilliant as coral.”
Li Ying also said: "This stone is indeed much rougher than the others, and it is not very hard at first glance."
Lao Cao sneered and said: "Brother Zhang Juexian said it right. The geology here is full of rocks. How can we dig burrows and caves? The phrase 'the eagle flies thousands of feet bright', I also said yesterday that it was the Buddha's light, but now I know There is even more mystery. Just wait and think about it, what will happen if the eagle flies?"
Everyone shook their heads in confusion, thinking that "eagle flying" just means that this stone is like an eagle spreading its wings and flying into the nine heavens. Can a mountain peak really fly?
Lao Cao didn't show off. Seeing that they were still puzzled, he patiently explained: "Don't you hear 'Hongfei Mingming'? This eagle is also ordinary. If it disappears, doesn't it mean it has flown? Qin Ming, smash it!" "
Qin Mingcai didn't bother to think about it carefully. He had such a fast-paced temperament. After searching for two hours, he had already become impatient. Hearing this was just what he wanted.
Immediately he took his big mace stick, spat in his palm, and rubbed it until it was hot. He held the stick high above his head, widened his eyes, raised his thick eyebrows upside down, and roared like a liger, using all his strength. Hit it hard.
There was a loud bang, white smoke billowed out from where the stick fell, and countless large and small rocks flew everywhere. It smashed at least more than a hundred kilograms of rocks with this stick.
While everyone was retreating, they couldn't help but cheer: "Brother Qin Ming is so powerful!"
Qin Ming was also shocked by the backlash and pushed him two steps away. He looked blankly at the big stick in his hand and said in confusion: "This stone doesn't seem to be very hard."
Cao Cao laughed loudly and said, "Of course not! What a Murong Longcheng, he actually put the treasure here openly, you all can see!"
Everyone looked quickly and saw a dazzling golden light faintly exposed where the dust and smoke drifted. After a while, the dust dispersed and it became clearer. There was a big gap in the basin on the stone peak, and it was filled with pure gold!
How do you know it's pure gold? Just because gold is soft, eating Qin Ming's stick left a lot of wolf teeth marks on it, which is obviously of extremely high purity.
Everyone here is a master who has eaten and seen before, especially Zhang Jue, who is sitting in two states, and Li Ying, a rich man in the past. However, at this moment, they are still stunned.
Li Ying trembled and said, "Are these three stone peaks all gold?"
Although Lao Cao was also ecstatic, his expression was the same. He just smiled and said, "I'm afraid that the Murong family will never be so rich. If you break it open, you can find out the clues."
Qin Ming also became more energetic. He picked up the stick and smashed it randomly. He smashed a hundred sticks. Cao Cao called to stop. Everyone looked again. The three stone peaks were all smashed with many gaps, revealing the texture inside. The peak in the middle was covered with golden light. Flickering, the left and right wings are somewhat dim silver light.
Zhang Jue swallowed his saliva and said, "That's all. One mountain of gold and two mountains of silver are both shocking to the world."
Zhang Shun murmured: "If it weren't for my brother's unparalleled wisdom, we would have entered the treasure mountain and returned empty-handed. Who would have thought that that guy could hide treasures like this."
He bent down and picked up a piece of gravel, pinched it, smelled it, and finally put it into his mouth and tasted it. He spat it out and nodded: "I wonder how he covered it up, but he used mirage ashes!"
Huang Xin asked curiously: "What is that?"
Zhang Shun explained: "It is the mirage of mirage, also known as oyster ash and white jade. It is made from calcined oyster shells, poured with water and weathered into finely sieved powder. If you want to use it, just mix it with glutinous rice slurry. When it dries, it looks like a stone. By the seaside It is used in man-made houses and bridges.”
Huang Xin shook his head and said: "There are so many wonders in the world, it's rare that Brother Wu knows such things."
Lao Cao laughed and said, "How do I know it? But seeing that its texture is different, I think it must be weird. Combined with the formula, you will know it at a glance. Look, isn't this the brilliance of an eagle flying ten thousand feet?"
Everyone looked and saw that the three peaks were smashed to pieces by Qin Ming, and the "eagle" was missing. Under the sun, the gold and silver rays of light were dazzling, and they were indeed brilliant.
Zhang Jue looked at the three peaks and said with emotion: "Such a huge fortune can be used to recruit one hundred thousand soldiers and horses, no problem! My brother conquered the North, and God has given me this windfall. It shows that my destiny is my destiny!"
Everyone listened and agreed deeply.
Lao Cao laughed and said: "It is said to be a gift from God, after all, God wants to give Murong Bo a gift."
As he spoke, his voice suddenly increased: "Mr. Murong, how about showing up to see him? Rong Wu thanked him in person for the gift of the treasure."
Everyone was startled when they heard a few whooshing sounds, and more than ten figures flashed out from behind a stone peak on the side.
The first one, with a dejected look and a haggard face, one leg and a crudely made crutch, was none other than Murong Bo, who had transformed into the old Buddha Wang Gong.
Behind him were two big men, one on the left and one on the right, holding steel forks and iron bars. They were Zhong Xiang and Wang Zongshi.
The rest were the only remaining elites of the Ming Cult, who finally struggled to save their lives from the flood. When they saw the suffering master, they all stared at Lao Cao fiercely.
Murong Bo's face was gloomy and he said coldly: "How did you discover that we were following you?"
Cao Cao smiled and said: "I didn't find it originally. I just thought that after traveling thousands of miles here, I wouldn't give up easily. Since you have been here for several days and haven't found any clues, you naturally want to try your luck with me."
Murong Bo was furious after hearing this and made a fuss for a long time. This guy turned out to be deceiving him!
He couldn't help but pointed his halberd and cursed: "What a Liao dog... Huh? Huh?"
It turned out that this animal acted cautiously and followed him from a distance all the way. Until Lao Cao discovered it, he couldn't help but move closer, so he never saw Lao Cao's men clearly.
At this moment, when he looked at it, Zhu Tong, who had died in the battle, was standing beside him. He couldn't help but let out a "huh", and suddenly felt a little more furious in his heart.
Just as he was about to scold Zhu Tong for being unfaithful and unjust, greedy for life and afraid of death, he suddenly saw Qin Ming again. This was actually someone who had been drinking together in Bangyuan Cave. How could he not recognize him?
So he couldn't help but said "Yeah", pointed at Qin Ming and said: "Why did you surrender to Liao Gou...ah! That's not right!"
After all, he is an old bastard of a generation. In the blink of an eye, a thought suddenly came to his mind. His eyes widened suddenly. He looked at Lao Cao in disbelief. He looked up and down: "Short in stature and extraordinary in style, you, you are Wu Mengde." '!"
Old Cao laughed heartily, cupped his fists and said: "The previous trip to the south of the Yangtze River was full of soldiers and horses. It is really a pity that we were not able to meet Gao Xian in person. Unexpectedly, you and I are so destined to meet each other in Yansai, and I am grateful for your guidance. Wu made a small fortune, which shows his high righteousness, and Wu would like to express his gratitude."
After saying that, he bowed deeply and respectfully.
Murong Bo's beard was trembling, his eyes were about to drip with blood, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Jiangnan has taken away my foundation of Mingjiao, which is an sworn enemy. Now they want to steal the treasure passed down by my ancestors. How can I allow you to live?"
Old Cao shook his head and said: "What nonsense? Although this treasure was left by Murong Longcheng, you don't want to think about whether he can spit out gold or spit out silver? Not all of them are people's wealth! Your ancestors took it by force. Come on, there are descendants who took it away by force. This is the so-called way of heaven. Besides, it is the right way to use these properties in Wu's hands for the people. You became a monk at a young age, so If you are persistent and obsessed with your appearance, shaving your head will be in vain. It is really good and good."
When he said these words, he was neither hurried nor slow, and his face was calm, but every word he said was heartbreaking. Zhang Jue was frightened when he heard it. He couldn't help but look at Murong Bo to see if he could Will be pissed to death.
You must know that Murong Bo was a man of ruthless behavior and perseverance. He fought and failed for the sake of restoring the country. He was indeed a man. Who knew that there would be a stronger among the stronger. Today, when he faced Emperor Wu of Wei, he realized what it meant to be a "hero" "!
His vision is not as good as his own, his heart and mind are not as good as his own, his means and means are not as good as others, and he is not even as thick-skinned as others. His mind was driven crazy by Lao Cao’s few words. He had an old face, bloodshot and red, and with bare eyes, he shouted sternly: "Traitor! Today I will fight with you until death! Kill!"
He jumped up into the sky with all his strength, dropped the crutch in his hand, raised his left index finger to the sky, and pointed at the wind, like a sharp sword, but it was his family's special skill of "joining the fingers".
Murong Bo's martial arts skills are already among the best in today's world. However, Zhu Dian had already made it clear to Cao Cao that during the decisive battle in Dongting, he challenged Fang La and Lu Zhishen one-on-one. Zhuan, after being hit hard by Lu Zhishen's stick, suffered internal injuries. Without waiting for recovery, he rushed to dig for treasures and cut off a foot from Lao Cao——
After all, he is an old man who is nearly ninety years old. He is in his twilight years and has been seriously injured many times. How many percent of his abilities are left?
Lao Cao's aggressive words were just to force him to take action. Otherwise, wouldn't it be troublesome for such a master to recover from his injuries and hide in order to seek revenge? When Huang Shang assassinated Fang Qifu, the shocking momentum was witnessed by Old Cao. How could he be willing to repeat this scene?
At this moment, seeing that he had indeed fallen into the trap and launched a desperate attack, Lao Cao was not willing to block it. He jumped back and shouted: "Brothers, come shoulder to shoulder, take care of this group, and safely dig for treasure!"
Zhang Jue and Li Ying rushed out and stabbed Murong Bo with both swords. Qin Ming shouted: "Prime Minister Zhong, come and fight again!" He swung his mace and killed him. Zhu Dian quickly stuck the sword on the short stick, forming a A simple sword blocked Wang Zongshi. Zhang Shun and Huang Xin each drew their swords and led their men to besiege the remaining Mingjiao masters. The two sides fought in Luandao Valley.
Qin Ming was bent on revenge, and the mace danced like a windmill. It was more than ten times more powerful than the sword he used at night?
Zhong Xiang's martial arts skills were also extraordinary, but they had fled in a hurry the night before and lost all their luggage. They could only eat wild fruits for two days to satisfy their hunger.
Moreover, Qin Ming and others slept soundly by the fire last night, but they were afraid of being discovered and did not dare to light a fire to keep out the cold. How cold was it in the late autumn in the mountains? If you have to endure a night with your eyes open and your nose is full of runny nose due to the cold, isn't it just that one thing is going down and the other is going up? Qin Ming was killed and retreated step by step.
Wang Zongshi's situation was the same as Zhong Xiang's, and Zhu Tong had been somewhat clumsy before, so he took action at this moment. The knife made the tiger come down the mountain, and he also made the other party scream in pain.
As for the remaining Mingjiao experts, they are hungry and cold, surrounded by several times more elite soldiers, and there are two fierce men like Huang Xin and Zhang Shun. What kind of trouble can they make with their struggles? Half of them were killed in an instant, and the remaining half screamed and jumped around due to the complicated terrain, and they were all dead before their eyes.
Only Murong Bo, despite his internal injuries and missing legs, was fighting one against two, and he continued to attack like a tide.
This old man has been running around all his life and has killed countless people. Now he is at the end of his road, but he is old and spicy like Jiang Gui. He wants to drag Cao Cao to be buried with him. Regardless of his injuries, he attacks and kills like crazy. Zhang and Li are two tough hands. Unable to stop him.
Cao Cao watched for a moment and couldn't help but feel a hint of admiration. He nodded and said: "Old Murong, I heard that you have only devoted your whole life to restoring the country and are determined to do so. You are indeed a man, but it is a pity that your intelligence is shallow, and your knowledge and methods are all. There are many ordinary ways in the world. If you want to establish a sect, you have more than enough, but if you want to compete for the top spot, you are still a hundred times short of success. After you die, Wu will set up a monument for you, with eight characters written on it, guess what those eight characters are. A word?"
Murong Bo went crazy and howled: "You bitch, fart, I'll kill you!"
Why did Lao Cao still use words to provoke him? However, when he saw that he was seriously injured, he was still fierce and fierce when he attacked. If he didn't focus his attention on himself, Zhang Jue and Li Ying would not be able to escape the murderous hand.
Then he shook his head and sighed: "Wrong, it's not these eight words. Let me tell you, what I want to write is, great ambition but short talent, ridiculous and pathetic. What do you think? If you feel it is inappropriate, we can still discuss it..."
As he spoke, he slowly took a few steps forward. At this moment, Murong Bo stretched out his finger, like a demon, and touched Zhang Jue's chest in the air. Zhang Jue grunted and stumbled back two steps. Murong Bo stepped forward. He jumped up and hit Lao Cao with his stick.
Lao Cao's eyes lit up, he slashed with his knife, cut off his crutch with a chirp, and quickly retreated.
Murong Bo lost his crutches, which made him unable to jump quickly. He also lost his weapon, so he could only use the Star Shift to deal with Li Ying's sword.
Cao Cao shouted: "Has Zhang Jue been injured?"
Zhang Jue rubbed his chest and slowly got up, shook his head and said: "Fortunately, the old thief's skills are no longer pure, and the strength of his piercing fingers is no longer enough to hurt people, so it is like a punch."
After taking two breaths, he straightened his sword and raised it again, but he and Li Ying formed a flanking attack from both front and back.
Murong Bo lost his crutch and calmed down a bit. He no longer tried to attack Cao Cao. He leaned against the rock and concentrated on fighting with Zhang and Li. However, when he saw him using his fingers and palms, Li responded to Zhang Jue's sword as if it had lost its soul. , stabbing each other continuously, both of them exclaimed: "What a martial arts! What a luxury!"
Li Ying originally wanted to use a flying knife to plot against him, but after seeing the opponent's miraculous power-relieving skill, he just didn't dare to take action.
After fighting for more than ten minutes, he suddenly heard a scream, and then Qin Ming laughed and said: "This bad breath has only come out now, it's not in vain for me to carry a stick on my back to climb the mountain!"
Li Ying shouted: "'Thunderbolt,' don't be complacent, come and help."
Qin Ming strode over and shouted angrily: "When I was in Bangyuan Cave, I often wanted to beat this guy, but today I got my wish!" He hit him with his stick.
His moves were heavy. Normally, Murong Bo would not be afraid. The heavier it was, the easier it would be to hit his hands and feet. However, at this moment, he was at the end of his strength and tried to deflect his moves several times, but was unable to do so. After all, it takes four ounces to move a thousand pounds. With his current situation, it was already his limit to deal with Zhang and Li Shuangjian. How could he still cope with this stick?
He had no choice but to jump on one leg to dodge, looking very embarrassed.
Another scream was heard, and a moment later, Zhu Tong came over with blood on his knife. He looked at Murong Bo and sighed: "Old sir, you have not been bad to me, Zhu Tong, during these days. I will plead with my brother to stay." Your whole body needs to be buried alive, so you can just capture it without any help!"
Murong Bo shouted: "Everyone stop it!"
Zhang, Li and Qin all jumped back to see Zhu Tong's face. At this time, Huang Xin and Zhang Shun also arrived with dozens of elite soldiers and surrounded Murong Bo.
Murong Bo's eyes flickered, his face was sinister, and he squinted at Zhu Tong: "Reciting sutras is also dead?"
Zhu Tong nodded, and Murong Bo said in a ferocious voice: "You two losers, no matter how dead they are, go to the Underworld Road first, just in time to clear the way for me."
According to the original time and space, Zhong Xiang and Wang Zongshi had revolted successively after Fangla's defeat. They were the two leaders of Mingjiao. Now they met Qianglong. Before their fame could rise, they collapsed in the barren mountains and were not heard by the world.
Cao Cao sneered and said: "You are so cruel and cruel. You only treat people as pawns. To be frank, you have no master."
Murong Bo rolled his eyes strangely and said angrily: "What do you know about being a master?"
Cao Cao laughed loudly: "If I don't understand, no one in the world will understand! There is no need to say these words to you. For the sake of my brother Zhu Ding, I will keep your whole body and give you a coffin - this is considered repayment." These gold and silver of your ancestors.”
After a fierce battle, Murong Bo was exhausted. At his last words, he was so angry that he vomited blood and said with a sad smile: "Back then, when we traveled across the rivers and lakes, everyone said that I was a great evil person. Haha, they have never seen him. you!"
Lao Cao said matter-of-factly: "When dealing with evil people, you must be ten times more evil. If you are a good citizen, you can see my benevolence. If you are a hot-blooded hero, you can see my bloody nature. How Wu treats people depends entirely on them." Custom."
Murong Bo glanced away and saw that all the heroes had expressions of submission and approval on their faces. He sighed and said, "That's all, I won't have to argue with you...Zhu Tong!"
Zhu Tong raised his head and said solemnly: "Mr. Murong, please speak."
Murong Bo gave a bitter smile and said, "You said I didn't treat you badly, and you also claim to be a good man. When I'm dying, I have one thing to ask for, which is to transport my remains to Longshan to the east of Longcheng for burial. Since you are a good man, , will you allow me."
Zhu Tong said nothing and looked at Lao Cao. Lao Cao smiled and said: "Brother, it depends on your heart - my husband lives in the world with no regrets."
Zhu Tong looked grateful, looked at Murong Bo and nodded, "Okay, this is all Zhu's fault!"
This is exactly what it is: the relic hides light and dark plots, and the stone eagle shines with gold and silver. Murong Wei and Wu are evil, but a gentleman can bully him.
(End of chapter)
