The young man seemed as if he hadn't seen the oncoming tiger-headed hook, and stretched out his fingers to be calm.
This rotten silver tiger-head hook is one of the "Nine Soldiers" secretly passed down by the Huang family. It cost almost one-tenth of the family's fortune to make it, and it took more than twenty years to make it. It has been passed down to four generations for more than three hundred years.
But once the silver hook came into contact with the faint light from the young man's fingers, it immediately turned into a pile of powder and scattered on the lake.
The young man destroyed the tiger's head hook easily, as if he just did something trivial and didn't take it to heart. He turned around and jumped, landing in the open space next to everyone.
A young man next to Huang Murong stared at this young man with fear on his face, and then shouted in a panic: "Yes... someone from the Song family has come in."
Huang Zhengtu was stunned, and looked at it with wide eyes. Then his blood surged up, like the red morning glow. He roared angrily, raised his snake-shaped sword, and slashed at the mysterious young man with a fierce and powerful aura.
Of the dozen or so people standing behind Huang Murong, four or five looked hesitantly, but their legs were nailed to the spot; the remaining five or six hesitated for a moment, then pulled out various strange weapons from their sleeves, and followed Huang Zhengtu to charge forward.
Huang Zhengde, who was lying on the ground, turned pale. He quickly struggled to stand up and hurriedly retreated towards the bamboo house. Although the evil spirit in his body was gone, he was still weak and fell to the ground.
Huang Murong took a closer look and shouted: "Wait a minute...". Before he finished speaking, the six or seven people who rushed forward all "thumped" and "thumped" and fell to the ground, covering their heads, hands and feet, and moaning incessantly.
It turned out that the young man waved his hand, and an invisible wall made of moon-white light appeared in front of him. Huang Zhengtu and more than ten people crashed into this wall, which was stronger than fine iron. The bones were almost shattered by the impact, and they could no longer move.
Huang Murong said loudly: "Don't panic. Look carefully, this is definitely not from the Song family." Everyone was confused and confused, and looked up at the young man in front of them in confusion.
This young man is tall and handsome, with a graceful demeanor. He is wearing a dark Taoist robe and black brocade boots. Although the shape and color of the black dark robe on his body are somewhat similar to the Song family's attire, the patterns reveal an indescribable feeling.
The mysterious meaning of it was unknown to anyone present. He wore a pair of black cloud boots, which were very different from the Song family's fox-skin boots. There was no Song family emblem embroidered on the collar of the clothes.
The person who just shouted was embarrassed and turned red. He immediately knew that he had recognized the wrong person in his desperation.
Huang Zhengtu had just charged the hardest, holding a sword and slashing at him with all his might. Under the fierce blow, he encountered a strong rebound force, and suddenly the tiger's mouth cracked and blood flowed. He could no longer hold the long sword in his hand, and fell with a thud.
On the ground, I took a closer look and saw that the "Frost Snake Sword", a magic weapon that had been carefully refined for seventeen or eighty years, was now bent in two, like a sickle.
Huang Zhengtu was straightforward by nature. Although he suffered a big loss, since he was the one who took the initiative to attack, it was his mistake. He struggled tremblingly and offered his hand to the young man. But he was not an articulate person, and he couldn't speak for a while.
He didn't know what to say. He raised his hands, which looked even more dripping with blood, which was horrifying.
The young man was slightly startled, and took out a pill in his palm. He raised his hand and crushed it, turning into a ball of powder and floating in the wind on the wound on Huang Zhengtu's right hand. Huang Zhengtu felt a numbness in the palm of his hand, like ants chewing, and he couldn't help but lightly
He snorted. Apart from the pain, there was also an indescribable comfort. Within five or six breaths, not only did the bleeding in his palm stop, but even the traces of the wound completely disappeared.
Seeing the young man's kind gesture, Huang Murong felt relieved a little. He stepped forward, bowed his hands, and said to the young man: "My servant is ignorant, and in panic, he mistakenly thought that you were one of my Huang family's enemies.
Please don’t blame me. Did your Excellency also accidentally fall into this "Ruyi Gate"?" Then he stretched out his hand and pointed at the two rows of bamboo houses: "If so, there are still a few huts built here by Mr. Huang.
If you don't mind the simplicity, please stay here temporarily. If we work together, we may not be able to find the mystery of the valley."
Huang Murong's words were watertight, secretly probing the young man's true identity, and unintentionally revealing his closeness. He is indeed a figure who has been living in the secular world for nearly a hundred years.
When the Huang family entered the valley one year ago, two servants tried to get water from the two-color secret lake, but they only got a drop of water. The two men screamed in agony and white smoke came out from their bodies, which was only half a stick of incense.
Kung Fu turns into bones. For more than a year, Huang's drinking water for more than a hundred mouths has come from mountain dew drawn from three stone walls. No one dares to go even half a step closer to this mysterious lake. The young man in front of him actually came from this lake.
It's really appalling to rush out.
When the young man heard Huang Murong's words, a look of confusion appeared on his face. Suddenly, an oracle bone appeared in his hand, he pressed it gently on his door, and harmonized in the standard Rongzhou dialect.
Said: "What did the old gentleman just say?"
Huang Murong's face froze, but he still said the words he just said again.
After listening to Huang Murong's words, the young man laughed and said: "This is the backyard of my home. Isn't it ridiculous to say that you accidentally wandered into this place?" He said it was ridiculous, but the smile on his face instantly subsided, and his eyes shot sharply.
Guang Guang glanced at the two rows of bamboo houses not far away: "Tell me, how did you enter this place? It seems that you not only broke into my cave without permission, but also settled here for a long time." This young man showed his sharp edge, Huang Murong and others
People immediately feel heavy pressure and seem to be out of breath.
Huang Murong's heart was filled with turmoil, and he exclaimed in surprise: "Do you think this... this Ruyi Gate in Chunfu Mountain, one of the "Six Wonders of Rongzhou", is... the cave dwelling of your honor?" But after taking a closer look at the young man, he recalled that he had been there since ancient times.
I couldn't help but believe the rumors that were circulating.
There are six secret places in Rongzhou, among which the Ruyi Gate on the branch of Chunfu Mountain to the west of the Rongzhou Peninsula is the most mysterious, ranking first. This "Ruyi Gate" is the entrance to a canyon mountain road surrounded by cliffs on three sides, with green bamboos, fragrant grass, and green mountains.
It is full of light, and it is quite a mysterious and magical scenery. However, once someone steps into it, countless wrong paths will appear in front of them. After walking for a while, the world will spin and return to the entrance.
It is said that there were no less than a hundred masters of the miraculous Yuanying who visited this "Ruyi Gate" in history. However, if they were mortals and monks in the True Qi Realm, they would just return to the place they came from after getting lost; and those with deeper cultivation levels would be
When this "Wishful Door" was thrown out, they all fell to the ground and fell into coma for several days. These "senior experts" were so embarrassed because of this that they did not dare to try again.
There are also people who are ingenious and try to climb in from the cliffs on three sides, trying to find out the details. However, from the outside, this cliff seems to be only three or four hundred feet high. Once climbed, it seems to be like the sky and the sky, never ending. Even if you have more perseverance,
Deep, if I persisted for two or three months, I would have climbed hundreds of thousands of feet. But I still couldn’t see the end, so I had to give up in the end.
According to the legend passed down by old people, thousands of years ago, a woodcutter who was collecting firewood accidentally saw a young man in Xuanyi in his twenties walking into the "Ruyi Gate" and never returned. However, he never returned.
Not many people believe in such bizarre talk.
Huang Murong hesitated for a moment and then said: "When I, the Huang family, were in danger, I rushed into this Ruyi Gate out of desperation. I was just hoping for a lucky break. I never thought that I would actually be able to enter it. I accidentally entered the residence of my senior, and still...
Please forgive me."
At this time, he managed to keep his composure and not show any panic. He thought in his mind that the appearance and clothing of the person in front of him were indeed similar to the legendary young man who had never returned from the valley. So the theory that this place was his residence was most likely true. Although this person looked like
He is young, but he does not know how long he has lived. He is either a master with great supernatural powers or a monster.
The young man smiled and said: "I can't afford to be a senior. Mr. Huang is over ninety this year, right? I'm just curious, how did you get into this place?"