The next day, I went out early before the girls got up, because I didn't want them to worry.
I drove all the way to the entrance of the Qingluan Mountains. Standing at the foot of the mountain, I could clearly see half a tower emerging from the lush branches and leaves halfway up the mountain. I thought that was where Tianyin Temple was, so I stopped delaying and parked the car. After checking the equipment, I found the Red Tiger Sword on my back and the Shadow Moon Sword hilt on my waist. I felt a lot more at ease when I touched these two things. I gritted my teeth and ran deeper into the mountains.
The Qingluan Mountains are very large. Sometimes it is flat land and sometimes it is a road up the mountain. There are no good roads. It seems that the government has not developed the Qingluan Mountains into a tourist attraction. Otherwise, the scenery of the Qingluan Mountains must be very crowded and far away. I could hear the bells on the mountain, but the greenery was so good that I couldn’t see any trace of Tianyin Temple. I continued walking forward.
Suddenly I felt something moving behind me. I subconsciously ducked to the side and pulled out the Ying Yue from my waist.
"噌" summoned the yellow and green sword blade, and I saw a man in cloth from behind holding a rope and throwing it towards me. I swung the shadow moon sword and the rope split into two halves. I frowned and looked at him
"Who are you? Why did you attack me?" The man was short in stature and had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. At first glance, he was not a good person.
"Hehehe, are you Zhuo Mingxuan?" I nodded.
"Yes, I am Zhuo Mingxuan!" The short man's eyes lit up after hearing my affirmative answer, and he stared straight at the red tiger sword behind me. I frowned and felt disgusted in my heart, but I said no nonsense. Lifting Shadow Moon and attacking him, the man was short in stature and extremely nimble. He was able to dodge my attacks every time. I rolled my eyes and knew that this was not the way to go, so I pretended to step on a stone and tilted my body. I fell. To be realistic, I deliberately retracted the sword blade and threw Shadow Moon within my reach. As expected, the short man was fooled. He took out a rope from somewhere and jumped towards the Red Tiger Sword behind me while holding the rope. Come over, I listened to the sound of the wind behind me, and felt that I had reached my attack range, so I quickly picked up Shadow Moon
"Hey" the hilt of the sword was drawn back, and when it was about to touch him, he summoned the blade and flashed it past his neck. The short man's eyes were full of disbelief, and his head gradually fell off. There wasn't much blood, so I kicked his head away from my feet in disgust and turned over him. I couldn't find any information, so I gave up and continued walking up the mountain.
After walking for four hours, I finally saw the building of Tianyin Temple, which proved that I was not far from the mountain gate.
In the past four hours, I encountered five or six waves of sneak attacks, all of which were for the Red Tiger Sword. I resisted killing people, so I cut off my hand tendons and hamstrings as punishment. When I killed the first short man, it was an accident. I didn't Considering how sharp Shadow Moon was and how small he was, if he were a man of normal stature, that sword would only cut off his arm at most.
As we were about to reach the gate of Tianyin Temple, seven or eight young men with swords jumped down from the lush trees. One of the guards was handsome and very polite. He walked up to me and said politely.
"Young Master Zhuo, leave the Red Tiger Sword, and I will save your life!" When I heard this, I became very angry. It was obviously you who came to rob, but you said it so grandly, I looked cold and stern.
"There is no Red Tiger Sword. Get out of here!" Before the handsome young man at the head could speak, an ordinary-looking young man with a sword behind him shouted sternly.
"How dare you talk to my senior brother like that? You are seeking death!" The handsome young man raised his hand to stop him, staring at me with a smile on his face and murderous eyes.
"So, Young Master Zhuo would rather die and have the Red Tiger Sword taken away by us than hand over the Red Tiger Sword alive?" I felt extremely irritated in my heart, so I impatiently pulled out the shadow moon and summoned the sword blade.
"If you want to fight, just fight. What nonsense are you talking about?" The handsome young man nodded and took out a small knife from nowhere. The knife was very small and hidden in the palm of his hand and could not be seen at all. He stabbed it straight towards my abdomen. At this time My strength was not limited, so I naturally sensed the dangerous aura. I took two steps back and barely managed to avoid the knife, which only cut my clothes. I was furious in my heart.
"What a shameless thing. He looks like a dog, but he turns out to be such a cunning person." I wasn't talking nonsense. I raised my sword and slashed at the young man with the sword who was closest to me. That young man probably didn't expect me to do it. The first one attacked him, so he was unprepared. In a hurry, he quickly drew out the sword behind him to resist.
With a "clang" sound, the sword in the opponent's hand was cut off abruptly. However, the power of Shadow Moon was not reduced, and it actually cut in from the middle of the head. I didn't stop until I scratched from the head down to the chest. The young man almost I cut him in half, and the remaining people shouted
"Junior brother!"
"This little thief dares to kill my junior brother, senior brother, kill him!"
"Death to you little thief!" The senior brother also looked at the body of his junior brother in pain, with sparks in his eyes. I didn't stop to pick up my sword and slash at the other person. At this time, they were on guard, dodged one after another, and started to fight with me. After setting a distance, the remaining people gestured with swords in front of their chests with one hand, moved their lips slightly, and silently recited two mantras, and the swords behind them
"噌, 噌, 噌, 噌", he took out the sheath out of thin air and floated in the air. The sword tips were all facing me. I put the shadow moon in front of my chest to block, and looked at the other people warily. The other party was The young man who was guarding stared at me with a livid face, and then several people formed a common mudra, and several floating swords came towards me one after another. I didn't dare to be careless, I raised my sword to resist, and waved my right arm quickly, with each swing. A sword broke into two halves and fell to the ground. Several swords were shot down one after another. Only the guarding senior brother's sword was still attacking. Seeing that the swords of his fellow juniors were damaged, the guarding senior brother shouted and quickly closed the sword. With two sword fingers, the flying sword flew back to his head again, buzzing constantly, as if it couldn't wait for me to fight for hundreds of rounds, and then the afterimage of the flying sword appeared, and slowly the afterimage turned into reality. One sword split into eight different-looking swords. I gritted my teeth and raised the shadow moon vigilantly. My senior brother didn't waste any time and controlled the eight swords to fly towards me. This sword was different from those of the others just now. Both speed and strength have been greatly enhanced. It was very hard for me to resist for a while, while dodging. If there were some attacks that I couldn't dodge, I would use the Shadow Moon Sword to block them.
Suddenly I let out a cry of pain, and when I looked down, a short and thin sword penetrated my arm. I really didn't see this sword just now. It seemed that this sword was used to hide and find the right time for a sneak attack. , although the piercing of my arm did not affect my movement, but while I was distracted, another sword pierced my leg. I lost my balance and fell to the ground, while the remaining swords were flying in the air. The senior brother raised his sword finger with one hand high, and all the remaining swords in the air stopped spinning in circles, with their sword tips facing down towards me. Then he suddenly swung his sword downwards, and all the swords fell down one after another, piercing me. I vomited out a mouthful of blood on my chest and arms, and my body was covered with bright red blood. At this time, the senior brother came over and looked down at me and sneered.
"Oh, I thought you were so powerful, but it turns out you are just a soft-footed shrimp." I glared at him fiercely and said nothing, because at this time I no longer had the strength to speak.
The senior brother went on to say
"My vitality is really tenacious. Even after being injured like this, I'm still not dead." After saying that, I sucked my hand, and the short sword that first pierced my arm came out of the wound and flew into my senior brother's hand. It hurt so much. I yelled again, and the junior brothers next to me also cheered loudly. I looked around tightly, remembering their faces firmly, and I spit out blood.
"If I don't die today, I will pay you back ten thousand times in the future." The senior brother sneered, holding a short thin sword in his hand and preparing to give me the final blow. He held the hilt of the sword behind his back and raised his arm, preparing to shoot me through the throat.
He suddenly shot out the sword, and I looked at the flying sword in horror.
There was a "clang" sound, and I felt nothing when the sword pierced my neck. Instead, the sword broke into five or six pieces. The sword was originally short, but after breaking into five or six pieces, only the hilt remained.
The senior brother resisted in disbelief and looked at the hilt of the sword, with an expression of disbelief on his face. At this time, a figure flew down from the mountain. Yes, that's right, it flew down.
The visitor was tall and thin, wearing plain clothes and without hair. He turned out to be a monk. After the monk landed firmly on the ground, he walked up to me. There was a faint golden light in his hand and he waved it gently. All the swords on my body were They all flew up, and one fell down and stuck on the ground. It was obvious that there was a gap in the sword, which seemed to be caused by the broken dagger.
And my wound shone with a faint golden light, and the blood stopped flowing. The senior brother pulled out the mutilated sword stuck on the ground with a look of distress on his face, and then stared at the monk angrily, but the monk didn't seem to see it at this time and squatted on the ground to help me check the wound.
After checking for a while, the monk stretched out his palm and put it on his chest and performed a Buddhist ritual on me.
"Donor, your wound is no longer serious." Only then did I see the monk's appearance clearly. The monk was handsome, handsome, and his voice was soft and pleasant.
I nodded and said weakly
"Thank you, Master." The handsome monk stood up and turned around. At this time, the senior brother rushed to the monk with the incomplete sword and raised the sword to cut. I yelled in fright.
"Be careful." But the monk calmly looked at the senior brother holding the sword in front of him. The senior brother raised the sword and struck the monk's head with a sword. An even more strange thing happened. The monk stood there with his hands clasped on the head. In front of his chest, the sword still struck the monk's head.
With a "clang" sound, the already incomplete sword fell apart in an instant, and the force of the counter-shock actually sent the senior brother flying backwards, breaking a tree before stopping. The young people around him stepped forward to help the senior brother. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the monk in front of him with fear. The monk politely bowed to the young people.
"Friends of Jiange, why do you bother my guests from Tianyin Temple like this?"
