Longevity starts from Yitian

Chapter 14 Get Chang Yuchun

One day, Ji Qinglin and Zhang Cuishan passed by the Hanshui River.

Ji Qinglin gathered all his mighty internal energy in his mouth, and shouted loudly: "Boatman, cross the river!"

However, there was no response for a long time.

Ji Qinglin and Zhang Cuishan were quite puzzled, wondering why there were no ferrymen on the lake.

Just as he was wondering, two small boats came quickly in the distance. At first they were just two small black dots, but after a while, the people on board could gradually be seen clearly.

On the boat in front, there was a bearded man, paddling with both hands, two children, a man and a woman, were sitting in the cabin, and there was a body that looked like a boatman lying across the boat.

The boat behind was much larger, and there were four monks and seven or eight Mongolian warriors standing in the boat, seeming to be chasing the boat ahead.

"Stop the boat and hand over the child, or don't blame me for being ruthless!" The Mongolian military officer headed by the boat behind shouted loudly.

"Hehe, when did you Tartars ever have feelings for us? You have always treated us Han people like pigs and dogs!" The bearded man sneered, ignored them, and continued to paddle quickly.

"Okay, okay, I think you're toasting, don't eat fine wine, and don't cry when you don't see the coffin!" The Mongolian martial arts officer was furious, and ordered his subordinates: "Shoot the arrows and kill them all, leaving no one behind! "

All the Mongolian warriors and monks listened to his order, bent their bows and set up arrows, and shot at the bearded man and the two children, only to hear the feather arrows piercing through the air and whining.

Seeing the rain of arrows, the bearded man continued rowing with his left hand, while raising the wooden oar with his right hand, he swept away the incoming arrows with swift and neat technique.

However, his strength alone was exhausted, and he was unable to deal with the arrows shot by so many Mongolian officers and soldiers. He suddenly heard a scream of "ah", and the boy in the boat was hit by an arrow in his vest. .

"Little lord!" The bearded man saw that the boy was hit by an arrow, his face paled in fright, and he hurriedly turned his head to look.

It was hard for him to resist the many arrows that were shot by himself, and he was confused at the moment when he was concerned about it. Suddenly, the left shoulder, back, and right hand were shot one after another, and the wooden oar in his hand could not be held firmly. He fell into the river with a "wow", and his situation was critical ...

Ji Qinglin and Zhang Cuishan couldn't bear to see the Mongolian officers and soldiers slaughtering the Han people, they had already performed their Wudang light kung fu "Tiyun Zong", and rushed towards the bearded man, and finally arrived at this time, and finally they were able to save the big man and another child.

Ji Qinglin condensed the true energy of the nine yangs and used his Wudang cotton palm to shoot down the arrows one by one. Zhang Cuishan also waved the judge's pen in his hand to scatter the arrows.

The leading Mongolian military officer saw that two "Cheng Yaojin" suddenly came out halfway, he was furious, and shouted: "Bold and unreasonable, don't you want to live?!"

Zhang Cuishan said angrily: "You Tartars are cruel to the Han people, I can't stand it anymore!"

The Mongolian military officer said: "Do you know who they are? They are the remnants of the rebels of the Yuanzhou Demon Cult, and they are the criminals that the imperial court wants to arrest!"

Zhang Cuishan was taken aback, turned around and asked the bearded man, "Is what he said true?"

The bearded man didn't answer, but just hugged the boy who had been shot dead by the arrow, with tears in his tiger eyes, hissed: "Little lord, little lord..."

The Mongolian military officer said: "The 'little lord' in the mouth of this thief is the son of Zhou Ziwang, the leader of the anti-thief of the Demon Sect!"

Zhang Cuishan was shocked, and thought: "I didn't expect to help a member of the Demon Cult by accident today. I knew he was a member of the Demon Cult, so I just let this matter go..." His heart began to waver.

That Zhou Ziwang was one of the "Mingjiao" branches of the Demon Cult - the chief disciple of the "Maitreya Sect". A few years ago, he revolted in Yuanzhou, Jiangxi, and established himself as emperor. The country was called "Zhou". He himself was captured and beheaded...

"Woooooo..." The little girl threw herself on the body of the boatman-looking man in the cabin, crying incessantly, "Daddy, Daddy..."

Ji Qinglin stood in front of the little girl, facing the group of Mongolian officers and soldiers, and said coldly: "This boatman and this little girl...are they also members of the Demon Cult?"

The Mongolian military officer said angrily: "You rascal, you're still in a good mood, aren't you? A low-class Han man, if he is killed, he will be killed. What are you shouting about? Let me tell you, anyone who hinders us from catching the remnants of the Devil's Cult, I will see one of them." Kill one, do you want to die too?!"

Ji Qinglin said coldly: "You treat the Han people so cruelly, I will retaliate today and kill you Tartars!"

The Mongolian officers and soldiers were furious, and shouted at their subordinates: "Go to me, kill him!"

As soon as the words were finished, several Mongolian warriors and monks jumped over, drew their sabers and slashed at Ji Qinglin.

Ji Qinglin's body was extremely nimble, and he easily avoided the slashing of these people. Immediately, he used "Dragon Claw Hand", grabbed the necks of the first two people, and threw them into the water with "plop", "plop", and then successively After arresting people and throwing them into the water, only the sound of "plop" and "plop" could be heard incessantly. After a while, only the Mongolian military officer was left on board, and the other Mongolian warriors and foreign monks were thrown into the water by Ji Qinglin.

"You...you..." Seeing that Ji Qinglin's martial arts is so good, the Mongolian military officer was terrified, turned around and wanted to jump off the boat and escape.

Ji Qinglin would not let him go, so he used the light-weight kung fu "Ti Yun Zong", and after a few ups and downs, he has already chased him.

Seeing Ji Qinglin catching up, the Mongolian military officer hastily drew out his single saber from his waist, turned around and slashed at him.

Ji Qinglin easily snatched the sword in his hand, and immediately beheaded the Mongolian military officer with one blow, and kicked his body into the river.

The other Mongolian warriors and foreign monks saw that Ji Qinglin descended like a god, unstoppable, and no longer dared to have the idea of ​​fighting him.

But Ji Qinglin didn't intend to let them go, and then used "Tiyun Zong", floating back and forth on the river like a dragonfly on the water. Wherever he went, the Mongolian warrior and the foreign monk were separated, and they were all beheaded by him. All the Tartars were killed by Ji Qinglin's knife.

"Thank you two heroes for your help!" The bearded man thanked Ji Qinglin and Zhang Cuishan, and then, holding the boy's body in one hand and the girl in the other, he jumped onto the Mongolian ferry.

Ji Qinglin and Zhang Cuishan followed immediately, and the four of them, two corpses, sailed to Taipingdian by boat.

"I, Chang Yuchun, will never forget the life-saving grace of the two heroes. From now on, my life, Chang Yuchun, belongs to the two of you!" The bearded man on the deck asked Ji Qinglin and Zhang Cuishan Kneel down and kowtow.

Zhang Cuishan hastily stretched out his hands to help him up, and said: "I am from Wudang sect, you are from the Demon Cult, from now on it's better for us to go our separate ways and not owe each other, so you don't owe me anything."

Hearing what he said, Chang Yuchun's heart suddenly felt sad, he didn't expect this Taoist master to look down on him at all.

But Ji Qinglin said: "Chang Yingxiong, this is what you said. I, Ji Qinglin, will take your life."

Chang Yuchun felt relieved, and said: "From now on, my Chang Yuchun's life belongs to Ji Hero. Even if Ji Hero wants me to go up the mountain of swords and into the sea of ​​fire, I will go!"

(End of this chapter)