Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 165 Blood stained Mount Huashan (810)

Swish!
  Zhu Hefeng pulled Lin Chaoying's soft pancreas and paused, avoiding the five masters who were swarming up, with a leisurely expression.

There was still the trademark frivolity on the corner of his mouth, but his expression showed no trace of contempt.

Catching a hint of solemnity in Zhu Hefeng's expression, the anger that originally surged in Lin Chaoying's heart dissipated, but he still asked with some confusion:

"Hefeng, what's wrong?"

Zhu Hefeng looked deeply at the top of Chaoyang Peak in the distance, secretly exercising his energy and strength to restore his strength, and then glanced at the foot of the mountain.

"Chaoying, do you think that this Huashan Mountain is like a trap that swallows human lives? For the sake of a Nine Yin Manual and the false reputation of being the best master in the world, all the heroes in the world are here, but you don't know how many people in Huashan Mountain today can do it?" As long as I live, who will be having fun behind my back?"

"There is no way, this is Jianghu." Lin Chaoying's expression was cold, she sighed with emotion at first, and then reacted.

"You...what do you mean?"

A pair of sword eyes widened, Lin Chaoying looked at Zhu Hefeng in disbelief and shouted.

Zhu Hefeng shrugged innocently and said, "What...what do you mean? Why don't I know what I mean?"

"You!" Seeing Zhu Hefeng pretending to be confused, Lin Chaoying couldn't help but get angry and was about to explode, but in the end he didn't say anything.

While imitating Zhu Hefeng and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to restore his skills, he stared at him deeply and said word by word: "I understand."

"Understand what?" Zhu Hefeng asked curiously, "Sister Lin, you are smart and can always think of things that my little brother can't think of. What do you understand? If you don't mind sharing it with me!"

Snapped!
  Lin Chaoying couldn't bear it any longer, slapped Zhu Hefeng on the head, and said angrily: "You brat, did you do this on purpose?"

Zhu Hefeng laughed loudly and avoided Lin Chaoying's series of attacks. His cheerful voice echoed in the void.

"Wrong, I didn't do it on purpose, I did it on purpose."

As he spoke, the whole person turned into a stream of light and set off again. At this time, in a patch of grass not far away, the figures of the martial arts masters who had been left behind them were already looming.

"Ah! I must teach you a lesson today!" Lin Chaoying roared angrily, her silhouette floating, and she went straight to chase the man in front of her.

After a short rest, most of the lost skill and physical strength had been restored. They set off again, with footsteps like the wind. Not long after, the figures of the five masters who had passed them were in sight.

Their relationship is so good! At this time, the top five masters were already divided. Duan Zhixing, Huang Yaoshi, Ouyang Feng, and Hong Qigong, although they are different, their steps are almost the same.

After using Qinggong to gallop on Mount Huashan for more than an hour, what continues to compete is not only Qinggong, but also internal strength.

No matter how fast a master of Qinggong is, he can only run for an hour at most. After an hour, the competition is internal strength.

Among the five great masters, Huang Yaoshi and Duan Zhixing are the best in terms of light kung fu alone, while the remaining three are equally comparable in light kung fu.

But more than an hour later, Wang Chongyang, who had already reached a state of perfection in his Taoist internal skills and Qi-nurturing skills, gained strength and soon jumped over the others and firmly took the lead.

When he heard the interaction between Zhu Hefeng and Lin Chaoying coming from behind him, Wang Chongyang felt a mixture of emotions in his heart, and a surge of sourness emerged, leaving only this thought.

On the Chaoyang Peak, there is a sword debate on Huashan Mountain. Above the sky, the golden sunshine continues to shine on the ground. As time goes by, the golden crow containing boundless heat gradually rises and shines on the upper and lower parts of Mount Huashan.

On Mount Huashan, there was no lack of shady woods, but after running for a long time, the heroes were still tired and hot, with beads of sweat oozing out from their bodies.

Lin Chaoying, who has always loved cleanliness, wore a fitted aqua long dress that was even wet with sweat, and her graceful and delicate body was looming.

Fortunately, no one was paying attention to all this at this time, otherwise Zhu Hefeng would consider killing people to silence them, and Lin Chaoying would even go on a killing spree.

After resting for a while on the road, the two of them caught up. Not long after, they jumped over Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong who were at the back, and went straight to catch up with Wang Chongyang at the front.

………………

Above Chaoyang Peak.

There is a platform on the top of Chaoyang Peak, which is high up and has a wide view. It is a famous place to watch the sunrise. People call it Chaoyang Peak, so this peak is called Chaoyang Peak.

Chaoyang Peak is composed of four peaks: one master and three servants. The peak where Chaoyang is located is the highest, Yunv Peak is in the west, Shilou Peak is in the east, and Botai is in the south. The guests and hosts are in order and each has its own merits.

On the balcony, a huge incense burner was moved up the mountain by craftsmen a few days ago. In the incense burner, a small stick-like incense candle was lit. Most of the incense candle had been burned out, except for the last small piece.

In front of the incense burner, several figures stood tall, each with white beard and hair, full of energy, or with warm eyes.

Among the people, there was an iron box.

The iron box is sealed and hung by a small and exquisite iron lock. Unless you are a master with a very high level of cultivation, you will not even be able to open this box.

The dark iron box shone with a hint of mellow color under the sunlight, falling into everyone's eyes and reflecting a little bit of blood.

The figures standing here are all quite old. Judging from the wrinkles on their faces, they are at least sixty or seventy years old.

But everyone has round cheeks, exuding a kind of radiant luster, which makes it obvious at a glance that their internal strength is extremely high.

"Amitabha." After a long silence, an old man in cassock chanted the Buddha's name, breaking the solemn atmosphere among everyone.

"Dear benefactors, three hours are approaching, and I am afraid that all benefactors who want to obtain the Nine Yin Manual will also come."

"A Nine Yin Manual has stirred up the storm and caused a bloody storm in the world for several years. Now that we finally have a real master, it is also a blessing for the martial arts world."

"Haha." Another old man with a gray beard laughed and said, "Old monk, you are right, the Nine Yin Manual left by Huang Shang has also come to choose its owner."

"Haha, hypocrisy." The third person spoke, an old man dressed in plain white clothes, with an old face but a hint of elegance. There was only sarcasm in his tone, "How did this Nine Yin Manual get into the world? We all know it well."

"Now, don't you think it's funny to say such things?"

"Humph." The fourth person spoke. This person was old and his face was full of wrinkles, but his expression had a dignity that only a nobleman could have. Hearing the old scholar's words, he couldn't help but turn the page. Rolling his eyes, "Why, don't you have a share?"

(End of this chapter)