It was covered with white snow, the north wind was howling, and it felt like a deserted ice field. Looking at it, it was unobstructed. It seemed that there were no living things. Yang Xuan felt a lot of life breath at a moment's notice. He guessed that they were all small animals.

"Brother Xuan, we have found the mouth of the canyon. There are some troops stationed at the mouth." The Red Queen reported.

"Well, zoom in."

The new tablet began to gradually zoom in, and after a closer look, hey, they are indeed ancient costumes, but the clothes of these people are messy. At a glance, you can tell that they are people from the world. If they are from the imperial court, they usually wear standard clothes.

However, these people are now blocked by an ice wall dozens of feet tall. Looking at the rugged ice wall, it should be formed by the snow that was impacted by the avalanche.

"Red Queen, compare the data with Liancheng Jue."

"During data analysis...the similarity is 90%"

As soon as the Red Queen said it, it was confirmed, the location should be no problem.

"Taozi, Jiayi, help me take a look. I think the location is right, but the time is not clear. This scene looks a bit familiar."

Jiayi shook his head.

Taozi said awkwardly, "Brother Xuan, this TV series is a bit early, okay, it doesn't seem to be from my era."

Yang Xuan's face darkened. Damn it, his age was exposed.

After careful calculation in my heart, and a quick sketch of the plot yesterday, I guess it's almost the same.

"Damn it, by some strange combination of circumstances, I planned to go to Jinbo Xunhua to find the Blood Knife Ancestor again. Now it's better, we only have the Blood Knife Ancestor."

"What is Jinba Shunhua?" Taozi asked.

"The Red Queen will explain..."

"The poisonous flower Jinboxunhua came from Tianzhu. The word "Boxun" is Sanskrit and means "devil". It turns out that the people of Tianzhu called it the "devil flower".

The color of this flower is particularly delicate, and the petals of the flower are as yellow as gold and shiny. What's even more terrifying is that you can feel a fragrance if you get close and smell it.

Just smelling the fragrance of flowers can make people dizzy for a while, and its toxicity ranks among the top three in Jin Da Da's martial arts world. However, there is a description in the TV series that Ding Dian died after being poisoned by Jin Bo Xunhua, and the rats ate Ding Dian's flesh.

It is also dead, but when Baoxiang eats mouse meat, it feels tender and delicious. You must know that it is difficult to find food in the wild, let alone condiments. Therefore, based on the above analysis, Jinbo Xunhua is not only highly toxic, but also delicious.

abnormal."

"Oh, I know, you must want to do poison or something sinister." Taozi suddenly realized.

Jiayi covered her head and stayed away from Taozi.

"In your eyes, do I like yin people so much?"

Seeing the unkind look in Yang Xuan's eyes, Taozi hurriedly shook her hands and said, "No, no, brother Xuan, don't get me wrong. I don't treat people the right way. I didn't say you were bad, but you do like yin people."

"Are you stupid? Didn't you hear what the Red Queen said, it tastes extremely delicious? Hahahaha, I found something delicious again."

"I want to eat too."

"If I eat your head, I don't want to give you seven drinks. It's highly poisonous, you stupid girl."

The two of them talked while walking, Jiayi was used to it, it was dark after all.

On the other side, there was an extremely fierce battle. On the snow, one of the two men was holding a gun, and the other, a middle-aged man holding a sword, was staring nervously at the snow.

Under the snow, an old man with a beard and a sword was fighting against a monk with a white beard. Because the light was dim under the snow, the two of them were fighting with their senses and experience.

The dangerous moves made the two people above sweat.

Although it was snowing, the oxygen was scarce and the physical and internal energy was consumed a lot. However, the bald monk had the upper hand, just when an old man with a knife exposed his head to breathe.

The monk took the opportunity to hold the old man's feet. As long as he took him off, he could kill one of them. There were three opponents, and he only had one. It would be better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt him. If the three of them attacked together, he would definitely have to rest.

Ready.

"Hahahaha~~~~I finally found you. It was so hard to find you." A loud voice came from not far away.

Only three figures were seen, and in a flash they appeared in front of several people. One of them, a young man, stepped lightly on the snow.

With a "swish" sound, two figures were squeezed out from the snow by a strong push on their backs.

As soon as the monk saw so many people, he ran madly towards the neighborhood without even thinking about using Qing Gong.

Are you kidding me? I came to this world to find the Blood Knife Sutra. If the duck that reaches the mouth can fly, Yang Xuan might as well strangle himself to death with a piece of noodles.

Reaching out and sucking, the old monk was sucked into Yang Xuan's hand.

"Heroes, spare their lives, heroes, spare their lives, I am a monk, these are bad guys."

The old man with the knife at the head was already angry

Panting, he squatted on the ground and pointed at the monk tremblingly, "Little brother, Qian, don't let this evil thief get away. He is the master of the Blood Knife Sect. He commits all kinds of crimes including rape, prostitution, and robbery."

The old man holding a gun also came out, pointed at Yang Xuan and said, "Young hero, we are Luohualiushui, can you please hand over the bloody knife thief to us, so that we can kill him and restore peace to the world."

Yang Xuan ignored them, pinched the Blood Knife Ancestor's neck and asked, "Are you the Blood Knife Ancestor?"

"No, that's right. Good men must not listen to the nonsense of these people. They claim to be righteous people, but they often use some despicable means."

Yang Xuan smiled and said, "I didn't say I would kill you. Why are you anxious? I came here just to find you."

"Is it me or a disciple who has a grudge against you?" The Blood Knife Ancestor rolled his eyes and asked the young man's purpose first, and then figured out how to escape.

Ordinary people would have basically given up resistance when they reached this point, but the Blood Knife Ancestor did not give up so quickly. This was the case in the Blood Knife Sect. As long as they could survive, putting down their dignity and losing face was nothing.

"Don't make trouble. I don't have any grudges. I just want you to teach her. As long as you teach her, I will let you go." Yang Xuan stated his purpose.

"Wha, what, let me, ahem, ask me to teach her, what to teach her?"

"Only the skills of the Blood Sword Sutra can be taught, not the moves. Write me a copy of the internal skills silently, but you can't teach her either. Do you agree?"

"This, this is inappropriate, after all, this Blood Sword Sutra..."

"Either teach me, or I force you to teach."

“Teach, teach, teach~~~~”

"Stop talking nonsense and write down the secrets first." Yang Xuan threw a piece of paper and rice paper to him.

"There are no tables or chairs here." The Blood Knife Ancestor felt like he had kicked a steel plate this time, and he had no ability to resist at all in his hands.

Yang Xuan picked up his nails and said with a smile, "Actually, you only need your right hand for writing. If you talk nonsense again, you don't need your left hand."

"Brother Xuan, Brother Xuan, the scenery here is actually quite good, why don't we stay here." Taozi ran back and said after checking around.
Chapter completed!