The Southern Song Dynasty began with the apprenticeship of Huang Shang

Chapter 94
Yang Chengye practiced according to the mental formulas and moves recorded in the secret book, and it took three full days to succeed in the practice, and he felt that its power even surpassed that of the Dragon City swordsmanship.

But it's not as sharp as the Dragon City swordsmanship, nor is it as murderous as the Dragon City swordsmanship.

It can be seen that the person who invented the dog-beating stick method was also a man of benevolence and righteousness. He just wanted to teach the enemy a lesson, not kill them all.

Especially when performing the No.30 six-style, there are no dogs in the world, there are stick shadows everywhere, making people inevitable, and they can only be beaten for life.

Yang Chengye looked at the stick in his hand and thought to himself: "It's pretty good to learn how to beat a dog with a stick. Any stick can be used as a weapon."

"I don't know how long I've been here, it's time to go out, Tatar tribe, your evil god is here!"

Yang Chengye asked himself that he was not a cold-blooded person, but he was not a person who would be bullied either. He didn't know why the Tatars wanted to target him. Since they wanted to target him, they had to be prepared for revenge.

But the reality is cruel, there are cliffs all around here, there is no way out at all, how can I get out?

Xiao Feng also fell down at the beginning, why didn't he choose to go out, but chose the secret room of death?
At this time, Yang Chengye's internal strength has recovered, and his lightness kung fu has also returned to its peak state, but even if his lightness kung fu recovers, he can't jump off the cliff, unless he is a god.

Yang Chengye also tried several times, but they all ended in failure.

Yang Chengye was thinking hard about how to get out of the predicament, when suddenly a chirping sounded, spreading throughout the valley.

Yang Chengye looked up and saw two big eagles circling above the cliff, chirping.

This is outside Yanmen Pass, very close to the desert, and it is normal for eagles to appear.

Yang Chengye suddenly had an idea, he found a lot of vines, weaved a rope from the vines, and then caught a few whitebaits, the aroma of roasting on the bonfire filled the whole valley.

Suddenly, the two big eagles hovering above their heads swooped down towards the valley, and their targets were the two whitebaits that Yang Chengye had roasted.

Yang Chengye stood aside, waiting quietly, when the two big eagles were less than a hundred meters away from him, suddenly his hands stretched out, fingers bent into claws.

"Dragon Catcher!"

Yang Chengye let out a low cry, a strong suction force suddenly appeared in his claws, and immediately grabbed the two big eagles.

The two big eagles stared fiercely at Yang Chengye, struggling continuously.

Yang Chengye tied a rope woven from vines to one of the eagle's legs, and then let go of the other one, which flapped its wings and flew up.

Yang Chengye saw the big eagle flying away, and let go of the big eagle in his hand. As expected, this big eagle also flew after the big eagle, and also took the rope made of vines.

Yang Chengye grabbed the end of the rope and flew up with a "whoosh" sound using his lightness kung fu.

When Yang Chengye flew to a height of 50 meters, he suddenly exhausted himself and hurriedly pulled the rope, his body flew up again, and the body of the big eagle tied with the rope suddenly fell downwards, but just when the big eagle fell to Yang Chengye's position It flew up again.

Seeing that its companion was tied up, the eagle that flew away was so anxious that it kept flying in the air and uttered a louder cry.

The big eagle who was tied to the rope also realized his situation, but in order to escape from the sky, he could only fly upwards aggrieved.

And Yang Chengye didn't need to be dragged by the big eagle, he just used it when his strength was exhausted.

After five times, Yang Chengye let go of the rope because he was safely standing on the cliff.

The two big eagles were also excited because Yang Chengye let go of them, and they lingered on each other.

Yang Chengye could tell that these two big eagles were a couple, one female and one male.

After a while, the two big eagles landed on the ground one after another, looking straight at Yang Chengye.

Yang Chengye understood what they meant and walked over slowly.

And those two big eagles seemed to know that Yang Chengye had no malicious intentions, so they didn't run away.

Yang Chengye pulled the rope, shook it lightly, and loosened the other end of the rope that bound the big eagle.

The two big eagles flew high into the sky and circled several times above Yang Chengye's head before leaving with a cry.

Yang Chengye stood on the top of the mountain, looked in the direction of the Tatar tribe, and said coldly: "Tatar tribe, I am here, I hope you will not be too surprised when you see me."

Yang Chengye left the cliff. At this time, his hair was fluffy and his beard was full, like a savage from the deep mountains.

Yang Chengye found an inn, cut off his beard, trimmed his hair, and became a handsome young man again.

After grooming, Yang Chengye realized that he was penniless, and the money and bank notes he brought had long gone.

Yang Chengye gave a wry smile, and sighed, "It seems like we're going to have a king's meal."

When he came to the lobby, Yang Chengye ordered a few dishes and a jug of wine, so he ate hungrily.

These days, Yang Chengye has been living on wild fruits and grilled fish. At first glance, these meals are simply delicious in the world.

Yang Chengye's eating behavior attracted frequent glances from diners in the lobby.

"Xiao Er, what month is it now?"

After Yang Chengye ate and drank enough, he called the waiter from the shop.

Xiao Er hastily replied, "It's September now."

"What? September?"

Hearing this, Yang Chengye was startled, he had stayed in the valley for nearly a year, it seemed that even if he found the awakened monk, it would probably be too late.

At the beginning, he told Han Shizhong confidently that he could cure the old lady, but it seemed that there was another misunderstanding.

Yang Chengye waved his hand and said, "Understood, let's count the food and drink together with the rent."

After Yang Chengye finished speaking, he was about to get up and leave.

"Guest officer, the food and drink are billed separately from the rent, you..."

Xiao Er stopped Yang Chengye and whispered.

Hearing this, Yang Chengye immediately said angrily: "Why, do you think my uncle is a renegades?"

The waiter hurriedly smiled and said: "No, it's just that our boss has explained that we can't pay for the room and food together. Look..."

Yang Chengye pushed Xiaoer away, and shouted: "Go and tell your boss, just say I said it, and settle the settlement with him tomorrow."

"My uncle is in a good mood today, and I want to go out for a stroll."

After Yang Chengye finished speaking, he strode out of the inn lobby, leaving only the bewildered waiter and a group of diners watching the excitement.

Yang Chengye walked out of the inn and walked directly towards the North City Gate.

Now it was sunset time, and he wanted to rush to the Tatar tribe as soon as possible. They said that ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, but he just didn't stay overnight, not to mention that it had been nearly a year. In Mu's suicide note, did Wanyan Jinshuo collude with the Fusang people in Dongying to carry out a north-south attack on the Southern Song Dynasty?

In Yang Chengye's memory, Jin Guo never colluded with that Dongying Fusang at all. It may be because of his little butterfly flapping his fan, history has deviated from the track.

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