Fu Tianpeng and Zhao Xueqing went straight to the Wuji Gate without leaving their saddles or stopping their horses. If the previous process of obtaining long ginseng and snow lotus was uneventful, then setting foot in the Wuji Sect must be a stormy sea and full of dangers.
The two of them ran around for days, and this day they arrived at a mountain col. This mountain col is the center of the hinterland surrounded by green mountains. After the two of them stepped into the mountain col, they saw that the grass here was lush and green, and a turbulent stream surrounded the towering ancient cypresses and flowed into the distance on the winding river.
Such a quiet and beautiful scenery makes people can't help but linger and admire it. The two men untied their horses and slowly walked onto the pontoon bridge on the river. After walking for a while, they saw a Mao Inn in a corner of the forest.
Fu Tianpeng and Zhao Xueqing walked into the wine shop and met a waiter. This man has a sallow complexion and deep lines all over his face. A pair of eyes sunk deep into their sockets, moving back and forth aimlessly. This man stood in front of Fu Tianpeng and Zhao Xueqing like a zombie.
When the two of them saw his withered face, they couldn't help but shiver all over.
Seeing a customer arriving at the store, the waiter opened his mouth and said to Fu Tianpeng: "Sir, what do you two want to eat?"
Fu Tianpeng said to the waiter: "Waiter, we are busy on our way. Just serve some simple and easy dishes."
The waiter agreed again and again, turned around and ran to the kitchen behind the house to prepare food. After a while, the waiter came out with a wooden tray. Fu Tianpeng and Zhao Xueqing looked at the tray and saw a stone pot inside. The stone pot was steaming hot and exuding an indescribable smell.
Zhao Xueqing glanced at the waiter's walking posture, and when she saw him stepping down to Yiwei Xuankong, she knew that the waiter was a practitioner. She coughed lightly to Fu Tianpeng, signaling him to be careful.
The waiter called out: "Here we come, Sir, the food you asked for is ready."
Fu Tianpeng put on a defensive posture like two dragons grabbing the pearl, drew his sword and asked angrily: "Waiter, what kind of soup are you talking about?"
The waiter sneered, holding the stone pot in his hand and said to Fu Tianpeng: "Boy, my soup is called bone-eroding and marrow-melting soup, and it's delicious."
Before he finished speaking, he used vicious dogs to fight for food. After a few steps, he raised the stone pot and threw it at Fu Tianpeng and Zhao Xueqing. Fu Tianpeng saw the boiling hot soup splashing towards him and quickly pushed Zhao Xueqing away. The soup pot came straight to his face.
Fu Tianpeng flipped back in the air, raised his feet and stepped on the table, and saw that the tabletop blocked the boiling soup. Just listen to the sound of "clang", the pot breaks and the soup spills. Fu Tianpeng looked at the table again, and saw that it was full of deep marks corroded by the boiling soup. The steaming hot air was swirling and lingering, making people horrified to see it.
The other party's move was a sudden murderous intention, and Fu Tianpeng's heart immediately ignited with raging anger. He holds a blue wave sword in his hand, thunder is flying between his fingers, and arrows fly like arrows when he steps down. After jumping into the air, he swung his sword like a blue dragon into the clouds and stabbed the waiter in the heart.
When the waiter saw Fu Tianpeng coming with a knife, he raised the plate with one hand and held the knife with the other. He used the autumn wind to sweep the leaves, swept through thousands of armies, and attacked Fu Tianpeng's lower body with two moves. Fu Tianpeng moved in a flash and stepped back repeatedly to avoid the waiter's sharp knife.
The waiter not only has weird knife skills, but is also ruthless. He poured hot oil on the place where Fu Tianpeng settled down, preventing Fu Tianpeng from taking root and stabilizing his waist. Zhao Xueqing, who was on the side, threw the tiger rope and tied it around the waiter's neck.
Fu Tianpeng took advantage of the waiter's dodge, moved to change positions, adjusted his inner breath, and got himself out of danger. When the waiter saw Zhao Xueqing sneaking up on him from behind, he shook his head, turned around, changed his stance, and wielded his sharp knife to chop Zhao Xueqing again.
When Fu Tianpeng saw that the waiter was making another killing move, he hurriedly used his dragon hand to explore the clouds, using his luck in one arm to buckle the waiter's wrist backwards with strength between his fingers. After the waiter stretched out his knife to resist, he took advantage of the situation and swung the tray towards Fu Tianpeng's ear.
The tray hung with the sound of wind, the force was precise and cruel. After Fu Tianpeng turned over and escaped, he met Zhao Xueqing. The two wielded their swords, one attacking the left and the other attacking the right. Using quick moves, he forced the waiter into a blind corner.
The waiter's eyes wandered wildly, looking at Fu Tianpeng for a while, and then at Zhao Xueqing. After adjusting his breath for a moment, the waiter used his legs to kick Fu Tianpeng and Zhao Xueqing.
Fu Tianpeng saw that the waiter's shoes had spikes on the soles and signaled Zhao Xueqing to be more careful. The waiter was in close combat, and it was difficult for Fu Tianpeng and Zhao Xueqing's swords to attack effectively. Fu Tianpeng moved the wooden stool to resist the waiter's kick. After the two fought each other for several moves, Fu Tianpeng was forced into a corner by the waiter.
The waiter in the shop was unyielding. He put more force on his legs and kicked the wooden stool violently. Because of the force of the spikes, the wooden stool was kicked to pieces in a matter of seconds. Fu Tianpeng had no resistance, so he had to dodge left and right.
Zhao Xueqing danced the tiger-tying rope to help Fu Tianpeng. The soft rope flew away, and the noose instantly trapped one of the waiter's legs. Zhao Xueqing saw that the waiter in the shop was tied up with a rope, and she used the strength in her arms to pull the rope back.
The waiter used the Vajra stance to firmly hold the lower plate. Zhao Xueqing tried her best but did not let the waiter move even half a step. In order to eliminate the interference, the waiter opened his evil eyes and said to Zhao Xueqing: "You stinky girl, get out of here."
After saying that, he raised his foot and kicked a wooden stool towards Zhao Xueqing, who spun around on the spot. The rope between her and the waiter became tighter and tighter. During the fight between the two, Zhao Xueqing also encountered dangers one after another.
At the critical moment, Fu Tianpeng once again concentrated his energy and anger rushed to his dantian. He used the Chiyang Divine Art, and the true energy flowed between his palms. Then he suddenly shot it, directly to the back of the waiter's mind. The waiter felt a sudden sound of wind coming from behind him and immediately turned around to fight.
Fu Tianpeng and Zhao Xueqing took this opportunity to attack from both sides, one with his palm and the other with his sword. The waiter couldn't think about what was going on. After he took Fu Tianpeng's palm, Zhao Xueqing's Chanjuan sword flew through the moon. With a "pop" sound, the waiter was stabbed to the core with a sharp sword.
The two of them couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when they saw the waiter lying on the ground. After Fu Tianpeng and Zhao Xueqing searched around the store, they found that the restaurant blocked the exit into the mountain.
Zhao Xueqing said to Fu Tianpeng: "Brother Tianpeng, it seems that the setting of this wine shop was carefully arranged by someone. Now that we are getting closer to the Wuji Gate, dangers and difficulties are coming, so we must be careful."
Fu Tianpeng nodded, and the two pushed open the back door of the wine shop. After walking hastily for more than ten miles, we came to the mouth of a valley. There are jagged rocks all around at the entrance of the valley, and the stone wall beside it has the words "Wuji Valley" written in big blood-red characters.
Fu Tianpeng said to Zhao Xueqing: "Sister Qing, it seems that after passing the entrance of this valley, you should be where the Wuji Gate is. Let's enter the valley quickly."
The two of them were about to break into the valley. Someone in the valley shouted loudly: "Who dares to break into the Wuji Valley because they are tired of living."
His words were strong and powerful, echoing in the empty valley mouth, making people feel like they had a splitting headache after hearing them. When the two heard that someone was stopping them from entering the valley, they quickly retreated.
After this man came out, Fu Tianpeng and Zhao Xueqing were still frightened when they saw his appearance. This man has a black face, big bull eyes, wide eyebrows, a persimmon nose, a wide round mouth, and a beard like a steel needle under his chin. This person is wearing a judge's uniform and holding a judge's pen. Standing at the entrance of the valley like a black tower, staring at Fu Tianpeng and Zhao Xueqing with evil eyes.
The attackers were unkind. Fu Tianpeng and Zhao Xueqing took the form of a tiger and a dragon, drew their swords and opened up the battle, and faced off against the judge. The judge struck first and rushed forward with the judge's pen in hand. He breathed flames and a fire dragon quickly surrounded the two of them.
Fu Tianpeng adjusted his breath and Qi, folded his arms and performed a move that could move mountains and seas. Push the flames towards the judge. The golden rooster stood alone under the judge's feet. He swung his hands downwards and raised the flames to roll towards Fu Tianpeng and Zhao Xueqing again.
While pushing the flame, the judge moved the judge pen in his hand forward a little. After hearing the sound of "swish, swish, swish", a white light flashed by. Fu Tianpeng felt that
Countless fine needles are flying towards this side.
He touched Zhao Xueqing's shoulder, and after pressing her down, he unexpectedly received a shot in his left arm. The silver needle pierced through, and a stream of blood flowed from Fu Tianpeng's arm. Fu Tianpeng saw the cold air coming from the wound, and knew that this needle was no ordinary hidden weapon.
Seeing that Fu Tianpeng was injured, the judge sneered at him and said, "Boy, you have been hit by my Wuji Ice Needle. After four hours, you will die due to blood stiffness."
After Fu Tianpeng heard what the judge said, his eyebrows stood up and his chest filled with anger. He said to the judge: "Before I die, I will first deal with you, the scoundrel who caused harm to the world."
After saying that, Fu Tianpeng activated the true energy of his Dantian and used the third form of the Chiyang Divine Art, Red Flames in the Air. I saw the true energy turning into several flame dragons, jumping around the judge. The flame dragons closed together and formed a wall of flames all around.
The judge rushed left and right, unable to escape from the flaming wall. The wall of flames burned more and more fiercely, and then there was a loud "bang", and the judge was completely immersed in the sea of red flames. He heard a strange cry from him and died immediately.
Fu Tianpeng forced his breath to use the Chiyang Magic, and the Wuji Ice Needle used the collapsed pinhole to continuously inject extremely cold ice energy into Fu Tianpeng's blood vessels. At this moment, white mist began to appear all over Fu Tianpeng's head. The white mist condensed more and more, and finally formed frost. Then Fu Tianpeng's teeth chattered.
When Zhao Xueqing saw Fu Tianpeng's whole body was frozen, she was so anxious that tears filled her cheeks. She called Fu Tianpeng repeatedly, but Fu Tianpeng gradually lost consciousness. Zhao Xueqing touched Fu Tianpeng's cold arm.
They dragged his body forcefully and took him to a cave in the valley. At this time, Zhao Xueqing knew that only her own body could dispel the coldness of the Wuji Ice Needle.
At the moment, although Fu Tianpeng is unconscious, he still needs to take off his clothes to keep him away from the cold. Zhao Xueqing's face was still indescribably embarrassed. She stretched out her jade arms and held Fu Tianpeng in her arms. Then he would use his energy and adjust his breathing to allow the true energy to fill and circulate in the body. In this way, he could use his internal energy to help Fu Tianpeng get rid of the cold energy in his body.
Time passed little by little, and soon the red sun was shining, and the Jade Rabbit was rising in the east. The two spent the night cuddling together like this. At dawn, Fu Tianpeng gradually woke up.
