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Chapter 96: Great Sun Tathagata?(1/2)

"Hundred Houses."

After coming out of Poison Dragon Town, Lin An took a few steps forward and whispered:

"Can you inform the commander of this matter?"

"I'm afraid that I haven't found any time, so I don't need to report it for the time being. It's not too late to report it if I find it."

Cao Jinlie pressed the embroidered Chunjian lightly and squinted his eyes:

"But this Liansheng Sect is getting more and more restless..."

"I really can't understand why the imperial court can still tolerate him, and according to me, he should spread the word and completely strangle the Liansheng Sect!"

Lin An's eyes were cold.

After running all the way for more than a month, what I saw was shocking. Compared with Liansheng Sect, what these bandits did was simply not worth mentioning.

This was almost obvious rebellion, and the officials in the court had no reaction yet.

"Your Majesty wants to implement a new method, which has touched the interests of many people. Master Xu, who strongly advocates the strangling of Liansheng Sect, was affected and exiled to Qingzhou. Behind this Liansheng Sect,

hehe……"

Cao Jinlie sneered repeatedly, but stopped talking.

But I sighed in my heart too.

After four hundred years of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, chaos appeared under the prosperity of the fire and cooking oil.

The Nine Kings of the Ming Dynasty headed by King Zhao of the West Prefecture are the Jianghu Sect headed by Hanging Hill, Zhujian Villa, and Lanke Temple, and the evil sect headed by Liansheng Sect are only superficial.

What is more harmful than these three is the family that has been irresistible after four hundred years of savings.

"Behind Liansheng Sect..."

Lin An reported to himself and did not dare to ask again. He turned to Lu Ming who was being escorted behind the team:

"How to deal with this old guy?"

"Making friends with bandits and rushing to the Jinyiwei is a death sentence! I hand him over to the nearby six doors for supervision, and then compile two letters of books, one for Qingzhou and the other for Bai Longxuan!"

Cao Jinlie glanced coldly over the trembling prisoners in the corner of the town and said lightly:

"If you go to take the crime, there is still a possibility of being sent to the army besides the main evil. Otherwise, kill him all over the family!"

...

...

Huh ~

The north wind blows south, and the sky and the earth are bleak.

You can still see the snow that has not melted in the shade of the mountains and forests.

"Official, official. Slow down, slower..."

Several tightly wrapped hunters looked at the boy who was walking as fast as he could on the ankle-less snow, complaining.

"Is this Hirakiyama?"

Yang Yu pressed his waist knife with his hand and stopped to look into the distance.

A cold wind blew, and the snow on the treetops swelled down, sprinkling on the bow and knife.

After Cao Jinlie and others left, he stayed in Poison Dragon Town for another day. While the waiter was looking for a guide for him, he was also waiting for the knife.

The blacksmith in Poison Dragon Town is not bad at all craftsmanship, and at least he can create this big horizontal sword according to his ideas.

Although Lu Wanchuan's black iron sword contains not much black iron, the recreated knife is much stronger than before. Not only is it cut iron like mud, it is also extremely tough.

It's a top-notch weapon.

"There are dozens of dangerous peaks and many cliffs on Pinglong Mountain. Be careful."

The middle-aged hunter beat his legs and his tongue was smacked in his heart.

This adult is not old and can't look down on the fine skin and tender flesh. He walks on the mountain road more relaxed and freehand than his old hunter.

"Just wait a little bit."

Yang Yu shook off the snow on his body and walked a few steps towards the edge of the cliff.

Looking south from here, you can see clouds and mist rolling like waves. Below it, you can see cliffs everywhere, high and dangerous.

Pinglong Mountain is located outside the Nanshan Mountain, but it is already so steep, so it is naturally even more difficult to move among the mountains. Even if Cao Jinlie and others have extremely high martial arts skills, it will not take a day or a night to pacify the Dulong Village.

This is also the reason why Yang Yu declined.

"Official, this mountain is so high."

Seeing that Yang Yu stood on the edge of the cliff, several hunters' legs were a little weak.

There are many dangerous peaks in the southern mountains, which are hundreds of feet high. The peak they are located at this time is even thousands of feet high, and it took most of the day to climb.

If this falls, I am afraid that it will not be able to save it even if it is not a god.

In fact, Petaling Mountain is one of the famous dangerous places in Nanshan. Although the poisonous miasma is sparse, the terrain cannot be resisted too steep. Almost every year, hunters fall off the cliff and no bones are seen.

Seeing that almost half of Yang Yu's body was exploring into the clouds, several hunters' hearts were beating like drums, and they didn't dare to look at them anymore.

"Okay, leave the rope, you guys go down the mountain now."

Yang Yu's expression remained unchanged.

After settled the money for several hunters, the four hunters were connected together.

"Suppose the old man and his team were attacked and scattered at the foot of Pinglong Mountain, then even if they were panicked, there were only a few roads up the mountain, and some of them could be further discharged..."

Looking down at the cliffs from a high point, Yang Yu was also thinking in his mind.

The old man had a little sword technique and his body was quite strong, but he had never changed his blood. Even if he ran for life, he could not run too far.

The bandits in Dulong Village are much more ferocious than those in Heishan.

"So, the most likely cliff is the one that is close to the trail, less than three hundred feet high..."

After thinking silently for a while, Yang Yu made a decision in his heart.

He lifted the hemp rope and headed towards those cliffs.

Huh ~

As he stepped on the wind, Yang Yu was very fast. Although he thought a lot in his heart, his feet were very stable.

The snow, big rocks, grass, tree trunks and thorns on the road were easily passed by. Soon, he had passed through several miles and arrived at the first cliff he had speculated.

This cliff has bare plants and trees, and there is no concern.

Yang Yu frowned slightly, threw down the rope, turned around and walked to a huge rock, with roots under his feet, and exerted force to carry the big rock weighing thousands of pounds to the edge of the cliff.

With the power of nine oxen and two tigers, Yang Yu had already had tens of thousands of pounds of strength in his arm. He picked up the huge stone, and the earth and stone under his feet were not trampled.

"I hope the old man will be lucky and have a great life..."

When Yang Yu hung the rope, he didn't hesitate. He tapped it a few times and rushed to the cliff.

The soil and rocks on the cliff seem to contain metal, and the plants do not grow, and they are smooth and smooth. Yang Yu could only hit the huge rocks again and again before he came down.

"No…"

In the misty fog, Yang Yu urged his internal energy, and his luminous eyes scanned all possible places to hide in the cliff.

But until the rope was about to end, nothing was found.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! And here, it is less than thirty feet away from the cliff. Yang Yu looked carefully and found no abnormality. He could only continue climbing up along the rope.

Repeat this way.

Even if Yang Yu did not delay any time, he was still fast. After exploring these cliffs one by one, it was already evening.

What made him frown was that under the strong wind, snow fell from the sky again.

"Where did the old man fall?"

Climbing up to the top, Yang Yu felt a headache. Could it be that his inference was wrong?

If the old man is chased by someone, can he still run into the depths of the Nanshan Mountains?

How could this be impossible...

Trepid ~

Suddenly, a loud chirping came from the heavy snow clouds and mist.

"Um?"

Yang Yu's heart was slightly trembling. Looking at him, he saw a series of ugly vultures hovering in the air, making sharp screams from time to time.

He exerted his strength and carried the rope and headed towards the vultures.

After traveling for several miles, my vision suddenly widened.

This is a place with shady back all year round. The snow is thick and there is a madness. Yang Yu discovered that there is also a cliff where these vultures circling and chirping.
To be continued...
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