From Xiaoao to travel around the world

Chapter 87
With the direction of progress, Yang Qing's doubts dissipated a lot, and there was nothing useful to him in Langhuan Blessed Land.

Just after noon, he came to the bottom of the cliff and jumped suddenly, his figure rose fifteen feet lightly.

It seems that there is not much improvement from before, but it is extremely difficult to have a significant increase in lightness kungfu to this point.

It jumped more than 40 meters straight up and down, not to mention the speed, the height alone is enough to shock the world.

The person was in the air, seeing that his remaining strength was about to be exhausted, he drew his sword and tapped lightly on the cliff, and his body rose again.

This happened several times in succession, and we reached the top of the cliff in a short while.

He did not deliberately hide the damage to the slate with the footprints of "Lingbo Microsteps".

If someone happens to learn it, that's their chance too.

After identifying the direction, Yang Qing headed east all the way.

It's just that he didn't know that every night of the full moon, his figure would appear on the immeasurable jade wall next to the sword lake, transforming into a physical form...

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After leaving Wuliang Mountain, Yang Qing walked eastward for less than two hours and it was completely dark.

Along the way, he asked several times where Tianlong Temple was, but unfortunately no one knew.

Thinking that Tianlong Temple is after all the private temple of the Duan family and does not accept incense from the common people, he no longer takes chances.

I found an inn in a small town to stay, and after asking, I found out that I had arrived in Luxi.

This place is not well-known, but Yang Qing felt familiar when he heard it.

After thinking about it for a while, he invited Xiaoer to ask: "Brother Xiaoer, is there a Monkey's Paw Mountain in Luxi?"

"I... I don't know."

The shop clerk saw that he was not very old, but his eyes were clear and deep, and his demeanor was also unusual. Although he didn't want to say anything, he didn't dare to be cold, and could only pretend that he didn't know.

Yang Qing saw the eyes of this 20-something-year-old guy flickering, and understood that he had some scruples, took out a small piece of gold and said with a smile: "I have traveled so far, and I just want to see famous mountains and rivers everywhere.

If the second brother knows, please show me the way, and I promise not to drag you down. "

"This..." The shop waiter stared at Jin Zi, his throat groaned a few times before hesitating, "There are murderous people on the Monkey's Paw Mountain, no one dares to go nearby, and ordinary people dare not talk about it.

If you want to get into trouble, you must not mention me. "

"Never mention it."

"Yeah." Xiaoer took the gold, bit the root lightly, grinned and said, "Sixty miles to the southeast of this place is Monkey's Claw Mountain. The shape of the mountain is just like its name. You can recognize it when you see it." come out."

When the shop waiter left, Yang Qing silently remembered again.

This Monkey's Claw Mountain, that is, Iron Palm Mountain, is the old lair of the Iron Palm Gang.

"Wu Mu's Suicide Note" is hidden at the second knuckle under the middle finger peak.

Originally, it was supposed to be obtained by Guo Jing and Huang Rong, but they accidentally met Ying Gu and got the map to Tianlong Temple.

He vaguely remembered that the two of them flew north by the white eagle on the top of the cliff, and landed on the ground not far away.

Now that he couldn't find Tianlong Temple, wouldn't it be all right to find Ying Gu?
That piece of gold was not wronged.

There are countless mountain peaks in Yunnan.People's vision is often obstructed in the mountains, and they may miss it if they are not careful.

The little girl was just pointing in a direction, and he didn't know how much effort he could save Yang Qing.

He looked out of the window. Although there were clouds covering the starry sky at this time, the night was dark.But even if there is only a little light, it is no different from daylight in his eyes.

Knowing the direction, he stopped staying in the store, blew out the lights, and walked out of the inn through the window.

The distance of more than sixty miles passed in the blink of an eye. Yang Qing looked at the panel, and even the loss of true energy was minimal.

When I estimated that the distance was about the same, I saw several strange mountain peaks in the distance.

Monkey's Claw Mountain, as its name suggests, has five peaks standing side by side, with uneven heights, just like the palm of a hand.

Yang Qing wanted to use this mountain as a coordinate to find Ying Gu.

Then he thought of "Wu Mu's Suicide Note", he was not interested in it himself, but since it came, why not help Guo Jing get it together.

As for Qiu Qianren, the leader of the Iron Palm sect whose martial arts are comparable to Wujue, it is not in his consideration.

Whether or not they will meet is another question, but if they really want to meet, it is just a matter of a sword.

After all, it is only comparable to the Five Uniques, but it is still a little bit worse.

If there is no martial art like Ouyang Feng's Ha Mo Gong, with his current speed, it would be very difficult to find anyone in this world who can block his sword.

Even Ouyang Feng, if he attacked again, he might not be able to react.

After making up his mind, Yang Qing passed layers of guards from the Iron Palm Gang and walked up the mountain, but the people behind him didn't notice it at all.

When he got to a slightly higher place, he observed for a long time the position of the chief rudder of the Iron Palm Gang, but he didn't find any person with a deep aura. It seemed that Qiu Qianren was probably not on the mountain.

Afterwards, he went up the road and entered the forbidden area of ​​the Iron Palm Gang at the second section of the middle finger peak, and took Wu Mu's suicide note from the secret door, as smoothly as walking around in his own back garden.

When he went down the mountain and walked northward for a few miles, he could still see the flames shining in front of the mountain gate, and several members of the gang stood coldly...

Leaving Tiezhang Mountain, Yang Qing walked north while flipping through "Wu Mu's Suicide Note".

He is not interested in the part of forming troops, but he is now physically and mentally strong, and his memory has long been far beyond ordinary people.

No need to record on the panel, just take a rough look and write down the approximate.

This "Wu Mu Suicide Note" may be called a priceless treasure, but it is not a panacea.

The formation of troops is a test of the general's ability to control the army and the quality of the soldiers themselves.

If a general can use the army like his arms and fingers, no matter what kind of whimsy he has as the chief general, he can spare no effort to implement it.

With such an army, no matter whether it is "Sun Tzu's Art of War" or "Wu Mu's Suicide Note", it will be invincible.

If it was like the situation in the late Ming Dynasty, it would be useless for Zhuge Wuhou to be resurrected.

The same is true for the Southern Song Dynasty.

As for the capture spear technique recorded outside of the Art of War, Yang Qing glanced at the panel and stopped looking at it.

After putting away the books, he walked northward for more than 30 miles. The terrain gradually flattened, and a large area of ​​bushes appeared in front of him, and there was no road under his feet.

Apparently this place is rarely visited by pedestrians.

Lifting his figure, Yang Qing used his strength to fly across the top of the tree, and soon entered the depths of the jungle.

There may be a swamp of thorns under his feet, but he is in mid-air, so there is no hindrance at all.

Not long after running, suddenly a corner of the eaves was exposed among the trees, surrounded by swamps all over the place.

Maybe it was too late, the people in the room had already rested, and Yang Qing didn't see any candles lit.

But after spending so much time and effort searching for it, he naturally had no reason to give up.

So in the deep night, Yang Qing stepped on the thumb-thick branches on the top of the tree, and shouted condescendingly:
"Senior Ying Gu."

"senior?"

"Ying Gu!"

The voice came out in conjunction with true energy, reverberating in the forest, and spreading far away.

The hard work paid off, and after a few beeps, the candle was finally lit in the room, and then a cold female voice came out:
"In the middle of the night, where are the lonely ghosts screaming here!?"

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(End of this chapter)