The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 22 Escape
With a sound of "Dang", the Fuxie iron in Dayue Yaochang's hand was smashed aside with a loud bang.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dangdang's inner strength surged in his dantian, and he quickly performed Shaolin lightness kung fu and light body technique, staying away from Dayue Yaochang's attack range.

"Dangdang sister!! Don't be afraid, I will help you!!" Ning Shuning shouted loudly with a pebble in her hand.It turned out that she threw the stone just now.

Seeing Dayue Yaochang who was completely unscathed in front of him, Dangdang was already thinking about retreating.

In the short fight just now, he clearly felt that he was not the old man's opponent. His adoptive father once said that blindly showing off will only cost his life.

At this time, Dayue Yaochang, holding the Fuxie Iron in his hand, rushed towards Dangdang again.

Rang Dangdang understood that facing this weird person, he must not retreat, as long as he retreated, he would be crushed thousands of miles behind by his weird swordsmanship.

At this time, Ning Shuning threw the stone from the side and it had arrived.

Seeing the pebbles approaching quickly in the air, his mind suddenly turned. Although he couldn't beat the old man, he still had a chance to escape.

She poked the eyebrow stick in her hand towards the soil on the ground, and then pushed forward forcefully.

The sand all over the sky flew towards Dayue Yao like raindrops. Although this trick was a little unethical, it was indeed effective.

Dayueyao often changed the huge sword in his hand suddenly, and used the huge sword as a fan, blowing the dirt away with a strong wind.

Taking advantage of the time when he was cleaning up the dirt, he swung the eyebrow-level stick with all his strength, and hit Dayue Yaochang's waist heavily.

With a sound of "touch", Dayueyao was often caught off guard and sent flying.

Seeing Dayueyao always in the air, she quickly stabilized her figure, and immediately shouted loudly to her sister, "Shu Ning!! Run!!"

After shouting, Dang Dang picked up the stick and returned to the original road as fast as possible.

Dayue Yaochang, who slowly and safely landed from mid-air, looked at the back of Dangdang leaving, with no sadness or joy on his face, took back the weapon in his hand, turned around and walked towards the stone gate of Jianzhong behind him.

After carrying Ning Shuning on her shoulders and running for two full hours, she finally stopped out of breath.

"Then... that old man didn't catch up. He... hehe." The sweat was loud, and she looked behind with a little fear. The moment she was pointed at by the long sword just now was the moment she left the valley. For the first time, I felt the threat of death.

After resting for a stick of incense, Dangdang can confirm that the strange man named Dayue Yaochang really did not chase after him.

Just when she was relaxing, Xiang Dang suddenly realized that something was wrong with her body, and she felt warm in her arms.

She looked into her bosom, and the rusty Fuyu sword hilt actually began to emit a soft white light, which caused the fever in her abdomen just now.

Just when Xiang Dangdang was thinking about what was going on, the faint light on the hilt of Fu Yu's sword suddenly disappeared, and quickly embraced the palm of Xiang Dangdang's hand.

In an instant, Xiang Dangdang felt a surge of heat in her dantian, and her internal strength suddenly doubled. After Dang Dangdang moved her body, she found that both her stamina and arm strength had increased significantly.

"What's going on here??" The blow that he hit Dayue Yaochang's waist suddenly flashed in Xiang Dang's mind, as if the hilt of Fu Yu's sword started to heat up at that time.

Could it be that if I attack the people in these sword mounds, can I get back the internal strength in the hilt of the sword? ?
The sudden increase in his own power was resounding, and he was a little puzzled and couldn't figure it out.

"Miss Dangdang, what's wrong with you?" Ning Shuning looked worriedly at the suddenly dazed Miss Dangdang.

"It's okay, it's okay, let's go." Dangdang looked in the direction of the sword mound with complicated eyes, picked up his sister and walked outside.She knew that she would come back to this place sooner or later.

After the two spent two days working hard to get out of the mist, the beggar who was lying under the tree stood up in surprise, rubbing his eyes vigorously, "My God!! You actually came out alive."

Dangdang glared at him angrily, and said angrily, "Why, do you still expect me to die?"

The beggar shook his mouth, sighed and said: "The old man only came out of this thing, and stayed here to persuade people to leave, but you are the only ones who come out from here, and everyone else will go and never return." ah."

Xiang Dangdang didn't have time to chat with the beggar, so he ran forward with Ning Shuning in his arms. The two of them had been stuck in the sword mound for several days, and they were covered in sweat. She had to find a small town to wash up. Ready to go to Shaolin Temple tomorrow.

While running fast on the road, Xiang Dang kept thinking about Dayue Yao's extraordinary strength,
"Hey...my strength is still too low, I need to work harder."

In the days when there was no resounding sound, Chan Master Jian Zhuan had never felt so comfortable. Sometimes, when he was chanting in the meditation hall, he laughed happily when he thought of this wonderful thing.

One day at noon, when Chan Master Jianzhuan was sitting on the tuanpu and was chanting sutras, there was a loud sound of footsteps outside, and a monk in a brown robe rushed over, "Abbot!! Something is wrong!! The successor of Taiwu Dangdang is back!!"

"Crackling." The black Buddhist beads in Jian Huan's hand suddenly scattered and fell to the ground, rolling all over the ground.

He opened his eyes sadly, and looked at the monk in front of him, "What did you say?? The plague god is back again?"

Before the man could speak, loud and hearty laughter came in from outside, "Oh haha, abbot!! During the days when I'm not here, do you miss me??"

Looking at the shiny bald head of Loudang, Zen Master Jian Zhuan's face changed and he said with a distorted face: "Tai... Taiwu benefactor... why are you back?"

Dang Dang's smiling face suddenly straightened, "Abbot, I encountered a strange thing when I went back to Taiwu Village this time." After speaking, he told him what happened when he was in Jianzhong.

"Abbot, what do you think about the sword mound that suddenly appeared? Is it a blessing or a curse?"

After listening to the resounding description, Zen Master Jian Zhuan looked at the girl in front of him solemnly, "Are you really sure that his name is Dayue Yaochang??"

"It can't be wrong, he told me himself."

"Dayue Yaochang, this name, the poor monk once read it in a book... But according to the records in that book, Dayue Yaochang should have died thousands of years ago..."

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