Chapter 162 Zhennanguan

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When Gu Shengchao and Wan Yanxi woke up, it was already broad daylight.

You two fed me a bite, and I fed you a bite. They ate the big cake happily, then put on their clothes and returned along the original road.

As usual, Gu Shengchao was carrying Wan Yanxi on his back, but Wan Yanxi was holding the torch. Gu Shengchao held the Fengwu sword tightly in his left hand and made the shallow dents in the upper and lower holes larger so that the front of his feet could step on them to exert force.

Otherwise, you have to point your toes on it, which is extremely difficult for ordinary people to do.

The phoenix dance sword can cut iron like mud, and the ancient sage has strong internal strength. He is also a little bit overwhelmed by cutting all the way up like this.

When the two of them went up to the first hole they came from, the Ancient Sage was sweating profusely.

Wan Yanxi stood aside and took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and said distressedly: "Have a rest, we are not in a hurry anyway."

Gu Shengchao handed the Fengwu Sword back to her: "No need, that girl Fang Ju is still guarding the entrance of the cave. Don't let her worry. In addition, the Fengwu Sword is a rare magic weapon in the world. If you and I are not strong enough, don't show it to others easily." , so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

"I'll listen to you."

Wan Yanxi put away her sword, took Gu Shengchao's hand and walked outside together.

When I came to the entrance of the cave and looked up along the gentle slope, the dazzling light jumped over the stone wall and shone down, which made me see it clearly.

Gu Shengchao extinguished the torch, picked up Wanyan Xi and walked up quickly.

"Put me down quickly, Fang Ju is still up there!" Wan Yanxi lightly hit Gu Shengchao's chest a few times symbolically, then she hugged his neck with peace of mind and gave him a sweet kiss.

The two came behind the stone wall. Gu Shengchao put Wan Yanxi down and peeked out.

But they saw Fang Ju sitting at the entrance of the cave, and Ma Guanshan had brought a bowl and was feeding her with a spoon.

"It's been a whole night, why haven't Brother Gu and the others come out yet?" Fang Ju said worriedly.

Ma Guanshan scooped up the porridge with a spoon, put it to his lips and blew it gently a few times, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, my master is very capable. There must be a lot of holes inside, so we have to detect them one by one."

He fed Fang Ju a mouthful of porridge: "I hope they can stay in there for a few more days."

"You have no conscience, your master taught you in vain." Fang Ju pouted and pretended to be angry.

Ma Guanshan coaxed me obediently: "I'm just joking, don't take it in front of me. Only in this way can I talk to you and feed you porridge. I won't have a chance when they come out."

"Okay, I'll forgive you once, I'm still a little hungry." Fang Ju opened her mouth slightly.

Ma Guanshan hurriedly scooped up the porridge, cooled it and fed it to Fang Ju.

Wan Yanxi leaned into Gu Shengchao's ear and whispered: "This is the good disciple you taught, with the same virtue as the master."

By the way, he reached out and pinched his thigh.

"oops!"

Gu Shengchao cried out without warning.

"Brother Gu, Sister Wanyan, you are back." Fang Ju's sharp eyes saw them and went to greet them.

Gu Shengchao jumped over the stone wall, turned around and helped Wanyan Xi over.

"I accidentally sprained my ankle just now, are you okay?" Gu Shengchao changed the subject.

Ma Guanshan came over with the bowl of porridge: "Fang Ju was worried that you couldn't eat, so I forced her to eat a few mouthfuls."

He handed the porridge to Fang Ju: "Now that my master is back, you can rest assured to eat."

"Let's go back and eat slowly." Gu Shengchao and others came out of the cave with smiles and met Shui Linglong and Zhuang Lutao leading more than ten people, carrying ropes and torches in their hands.

Gu Shengchao cupped his hands and said, "Brother Zhuang, Elder Shui, are you also going to explore the cave?"

Zhuang Lutao stepped forward and hugged him, saying excitedly: "You guys have come out. You haven't been home all night. We are worried about you and are preparing to go find you!"

Gu Shengchao smiled and said: "We are fine. You came just in time. We found a magical place under the cave. We will take you there with us."

Since there are many people, things can be done easily, so Zhuang Lutao notified the clan leader and sent more people to follow Gu Shengchao down.

The stonemason dug the steps, the carpenter built the handrails, and the blacksmith hammered the stone wall to fix it firmly, and the rope on it added an extra layer of insurance.

When everyone came to the valley below, they were all amazed and envious.

Especially that spiritual vein, although there is not much spiritual energy available at a time, it is inexhaustible, which is enough to make everyone ecstatic.

The clan leader came below, looked at the lush weeds, and immediately knelt down and worshiped Gu Shengchao.

He was so frightened that he quickly ran away and helped the old man up: "I can't help you, old man. I am young and have not made any achievements, so how can I accept this great gift?"

The patriarch's eyes filled with tears: "Envoy, envoy, you see."

He pointed at the entire valley with his finger: "Our people have gone through hardships to get here. There is not much food. If there is no harvest in the spring, we will starve. But where can crops grow in the winter? Otherwise, we will be displaced. It is as warm as spring here. There is abundant water vapor, so if we sow now, we will surely have a good harvest next year, which just solves our urgent need. You are our living god!"

The patriarch patted Gu Shengchao's shoulders with both hands, not knowing how to thank him.

He ordered Zhuang Lutao: "Kill the pigs and sheep immediately, and treat our savior well."

Gu Shengchao stopped him and said, "You're welcome, old man. Why waste money on something you can do with a little effort? You don't have much food left, so you might as well save it for emergencies."

The clan leader sighed with emotion: "With this treasure land, our tribe will no longer have to worry about food. We can drink and eat meat tonight. If you can't finish the wine, I will be in a hurry with you."

"good!"

"good!"

"Let him get drunk tonight and you'll be done with it!"

Zhuang Lutao and his people were in high spirits and immersed in the atmosphere of joy.

Only Shui Linglong, who followed down to watch the excitement, noticed the abnormality.

Wan Yanxi was always at Gu Shengchao's side, and would hold his arm inadvertently. Even after she woke up and let go, she still couldn't conceal her happy shyness.

Maybe, this is the intuition that belongs to women!

The banquet in the evening was far more lively than when they first came to the village. It could be said that all men, women, and children in the entire village participated, singing and dancing, praying for a good harvest and abundance in the future.

There were too many toasts, and Gu Shengchao ended up drunk. The villagers carried him back to the house to rest.

After another day's delay, a few people finally packed up, said goodbye to the village and moved on.

Zhuang Lutao led several villagers to escort them down the mountain. He found a carriage halfway up the mountain and hitched it to Zhui Feng again, and gave them two more horses. They were afraid that chasing the wind would be too much for one horse to pull the cart, so it would be easier for them to bridle two horses together. In this way, Ma Guanshan and Shui Linglong rode their horses separately, while Gu Shengchao drove Wanyan Xi and Fang Ju in the cart and waved goodbye to Zhuang Lutao and others.

The journey was windy and rainy, so I rested for a few more days when I encountered an inn. Gu Shengchao and Ma Guanshan lived together, and Shui Linglong and the other three women shared a guest room.

Ma Guanshan diligently studied and practiced the Iron Arm Magic Kung Fu. Not only did he master the most basic techniques, but he could even condense a layer of light iron armor on the surface of his skin.

When he saw that Gu Shengchao taught him kung fu without reservation, he admired Gu Shengchao even more and followed him wholeheartedly.

Gu Shengchao was not idle either. He concentrated on studying Fengwu swordsmanship when he had nothing to do.

He tried many times with his own sword, but could not summon the colorful phoenix. He was not discouraged because he and Ding Ying encountered the wolf demon on their way back to the Dawu Dynasty from Xileng Kingdom, and the eagle demon they encountered when they returned from Beihu. Neither of them had any magic weapons, and some were just ordinary ones. drums and flutes.

It is these two simple musical instruments that transform into powerful illusions.

Everything depends on people, and the key is people.

Gu Shengchao recalled the three chapters of Fengwu Swordsmanship and related records left on the stone wall by Gongsun Qiu, the successor of Fengwu Swordsmanship, on Snake Island next to Chijin Mountain in the Four Kings Valley.

Gongsun Qiu was imprisoned by Sima Xicheng and wrote half of Feng Wu Sword Technique with half truth and half fiction.

Perhaps here lies the key.

The two of them were brothers, so they should be very familiar with each other. In order for Gongsun Qiu to survive, the half of the Fengwu swordsmanship must have more true content and less false content, otherwise his life would be unsafe if the opponent saw through it at a glance.

Therefore, whether they are wolf demons or eagle demons, their kung fu is definitely based on the Phoenix Sword Technique and the Phoenix Dance Sword Technique as a supplement.

Thinking about it this way, the key is easy to understand, that is, Qiuhuang Sword Technique. Only by mastering the two, can you do whatever you want without a magic weapon.

The ancient sage was very upset, where could he learn the Phoenix Sword Technique?

The few people hurried on, and the further they went, the smoother they went. Fang Ju and Yang Qianhui sneaked out, and they were deeply impressed by how close they were to their hometown.

Fang Ju briefly told the background of Yang Qianhui’s family.

The surname of the Xileng Kingdom is Yang, and Yang Qianhui was granted the title of King of Zhennan by his ancestors to guard the border. After several generations of management, he developed a small Zhennan Pass into an important border town.

It was precisely because of their strong soldiers and horses that the court did not dare to act rashly against them. It was passed down from generation to generation and became a country within a country independent of the court.

Passing through a narrow river valley that day, Fang Ju got excited and shouted loudly: "We're almost there. We can see my lady in a day's journey at most."

Then she became worried again: "What should I do if my young lady is married?"

"Don't be afraid, there are still us. If they force you to get married, we will never stand idly by." Ma Guanshan sounded a little gloating.

"Go away, I don't want to care about you." Fang Ju was angry.

Ma Guanshan was not angry, he smiled "hehe", his face still full of joy.

Several people traveled day and night, and finally arrived outside the city at dusk the next day.

There are three big characters written on the city gate: Zhennanguan.

Following the merchants into the city, the city was full of lights and colorful lights, making it very lively.

Gu Shengchao stayed at an inn, and after asking the waiter, he learned that Princess Qianqian, the daughter of King Zhennan, was about to get married.

He quickly returned to the guest room of the three women and told everyone.

Fang Ju was surprised and happy to hear this: "My young lady is Princess Qianqian. It turns out that she is not married yet. Thank God, let's rescue her now."

"However, we are now short of people and horses, and the city gates should be closed to traffic. Even if I can carry Miss Yang out of the city, is it possible that we, a man and a woman, must stay in the wilderness for a night?" Gu Shengchao questioned.

Fang Ju was anxious, tears welling up in her eyes: "We've all come here, are we going to die without saving him?"

"I do have an idea." Shui Linglong came up with a plan.

"Speak quickly." Several people asked impatiently.