The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 20 Sword Tomb
Ouyang Linghua nodded excitedly, "Okay, don't worry, Mr. Taiwu, I'll go in and do it right away!!"

Although according to the ancestral teachings, the people of Taiwu Village must serve the descendant of Taiwu, but Ouyang Linghua's serving this descendant of Taiwu is really sincere.At least following her, my stupid son who only knows how to farm can finally eat meat every day.

Looking at the old woman going away, she patted Ning Shuning's shoulder beside her resoundingly. "Shuning, well, Taiwu Village is too boring, let's go back to Shaolin Temple."

"...I don't want it." Ning Shuning hugged her arms loudly and said nothing.

Having lived with her for more than ten years, Dang Dang didn't know what his sister was thinking.

She squeezed it lightly, and Ning Shuning's pouting mouth said, "You should be a sister, and as the descendant of Taiwu, you must learn more advanced martial arts to eliminate demons in this world."

Ning Shuning twitched in Dangdang's arms a little unhappy, and said with a sullen head, "Miss Dangdang, can't we go to another sect? Why do we have to go to Shaolin Temple?"

"Because among the sixteen sects, Shaolin Temple is the closest to our Taiwu Village." Of course, what I didn't mention is that I still have three disciples in Shaolin Temple. In Shaolin Temple, learning martial arts is undoubtedly easier than others a lot of.

After thinking about it for a while, Ning Shuning finally nodded, "Okay then, let's go to Shaolin Temple as a sister, but...you will be free in the future, can you spend more time with me..."

"Okay! No problem, that's it, let's go to Shaolin Temple!!" Dangdang kissed Ning Shuning on the cheek, picked up the poisoned stick, put on the poisonous clothes and trousers that had dried up, Go towards the exit of Taiwu Village.

They didn't bring anything else, after all, as long as they arrived at Shaolin Temple, they would have everything there.

Just two hours after they set off from our village, they suddenly saw a group of ugly men riding towards the east on fine horses.

"Miss Dangdang, where are they going??" Ning Shuning, who was riding on Dangdang's neck with her bald head in her arms, asked curiously.

"Maybe go to the new sword mound." When Dangdang said this, she reached out and touched the hilt of the broken sword, "Come on, let's join in the fun."

Following the horse's footprints, Dangdang led Ning Shuning to a trail.

She looked around and asked the beggar who was lying on the side: "Hey, old beggar, did a group of people ride in just now?"

Seeing someone talking to him, the beggar got up quickly, "You strong man, don't you want to go to the front, you must not go, this place has killed many people!! Why do you think of your daughter, you should leave quickly Bar."

Dangdang gave him a glare, and walked in directly along the horseshoe shadow. "Hmph! There are very few people with good eyesight in this world."

Seeing the backs of the two of them disappearing into the mist, the old beggar sighed and lay down under the tree, and began to murmur in a low voice. "Namo Amitabha Ye... Dotagata Ye Duo Di Ye Ta..." What he was chanting turned out to be the "Rebirth Mantra" for the dead.

As soon as he entered the mist, a stone tablet engraved with three big characters came into view, "Fu Xie Tie!"

"Oh?? Is this place called Fuxietie?? Or is the sword mound called Fuxietie?" Dangdang walked to the stone tablet and observed carefully.

When she looked towards the blurred environment in the distance, Dang Dang faintly felt an invisible evil spirit within a radius of tens of miles, blocking all life from it.

"Miss Dangdang...where are those riders just now..." Looking at the weird surroundings, Ning Shuning moved closer.

Fang Dangdang also felt a little unusual, and gently lowered his sister from her neck, and pulled out the poisonous eyebrow stick behind her.

"Don't panic, let's go in and have a look." After touching the hilt of Fuyu's sword in his arms again, Dangdang walked inside.

Just after she took a few steps, a pungent fishy smell poured into Dangdang's nose.The two quickly covered their noses with their hands. "Hmm! What does this smell like!!"

Just when the two of them turned around a small hill quickly, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

Less than five feet in front of Xiang Dangdang, all kinds of wreckage and broken legs were scattered everywhere.The dark red plasma dyed most of the ground in a disgusting dark red. The pungent fishy smell they smelled just now came from here.

"Ouch!!" Looking at the bloody scene in front of her, Ning Shuning finally couldn't bear it anymore, and ran to the side to vomit.

Looking at the incomplete half of the horse's head not far away, her heart sank loudly. If she guessed correctly, these pieces of meat on the ground were the group of riders just now.

"Drink...kill...kill!!" Murderous aura suddenly surged, and from the mist on the left, a black shadow with fierce murderous aura quickly approached Xiang Dangdang.
It was too late to say it, but it was so fast at that time. With a loud kick, he pushed his feet hard and dodged the attack of this black shadow.

"Bang!!" There was a loud noise, and the blood-stained giant sword directly smashed out a half-foot-long dirt pit in the position where he was standing.

The brow-level sticks were clattered in both hands, and only then did he see the appearance of the enemy clearly.

Holding the huge sword was a bearded middle-aged man in a black robe. The blood plasma on his body and the sword also proved that he was responsible for all the hell in front of him.

"Hey!! Who are you?! Why do you want to kill innocent people indiscriminately here?" Dangdang asked him sharply.

However, the man in front of him ignored Dangdang's inquiry, and with a roar in his mouth, he rushed towards Dangdang again dragging the giant sword.

"If that's the case, then don't blame me for being rude!!" Dang Dang quickly greeted him with a brow-level stick in his hand.

Although the huge sword in this man's hand is powerful and heavy, he is not a vegetarian who has practiced martial arts since he was a child.

The so-called one inch long and one inch stronger, Dangdang relied on the advantage that the weapon in his hand was longer than him, and directly swayed the immortal to guide the way. The thick stick head stabbed his chest, relying on Dangdang's natural power, this blow knocked him to the ground .

After receiving a resounding blow abruptly, the man was like a normal person, rolled around like a carp, and stood up again. "Dead...all dead!!"

"Haha, okay, sure enough, today, I will use you to practice my hands!!" After finishing speaking, it was a set of [-]-point Shaolin Qimei stick that made a loud noise to this person.

Facing the clanging, rain-like stick techniques, the giant sword in the man's hand was powerless at all.

Finally, with a resounding roar, she clenched her hands tightly and swung it with all her strength, and smashed the eyebrow stick in her hand against the top of the man's head with an afterimage.

With a muffled sound of "Peng", the man collapsed on the ground limply.

(End of this chapter)