Volume 1: Wild Beasts, Changes Begin Chapter 14: This Road Turns (Part 1)
Half an hour after Fang Yunhan left, Jin Tou Tuo sat quietly in the room, practicing qigong and regulating his breathing. Suddenly, the door was pushed open and a group of three people walked in.
"Golden Tou Tuo, are you injured?" The woman in red asked in surprise when they saw each other.
"Red Jade Dharma King." The Golden Monk greeted her first, then turned to the other man and woman, "Madam Master, Black Dharma King, you are late."
"What do you mean? Have you met Fang Yunhan?" The Black Dharma King leaned over to grab the Golden Toutuo's pulse, checked his injuries, and asked in surprise, "What method did he use to injure you to such an extent?"
"He fought me face to face, and after three rounds, he injured the meridians in my hands, damaged my lung veins, and then walked away." Jin Tou Tuo told the truth.
"Impossible." The Black Dharma King couldn't help but raise his voice, saying, "I met him that day. He and Peng Yuantong fought with the Tantric Great Handprint and both were injured. Logically speaking, if he faced your flaming sword head-on, he wouldn't be able to withstand a single move."
The golden monk flipped his hands a little, still looking weak and powerless, and said, "That's the truth."
Murong Hongyu raised her eyebrows and said, "If that's the case, why didn't he kill you?"
"It would take a lot of effort to kill me." The Golden Monk snorted, and said, "Besides, he happened to be in this inn at the time. He saw the flying eagle report the news . He must have been afraid that my reinforcements would arrive, so he left quickly."
Before Murong Hongyu could say anything more, the leader's wife spoke up, "King Jin is seriously injured. He should recuperate in the inn. You have fought with that man before. In your opinion, can the three of us stop him?"
The Golden Monk pondered and said, "From the process of his fight with me, the swordsmanship of the leader's wife is mysterious and unparalleled, and he is difficult to resist. Even if he still has hidden tricks in his fight with me, I think he will have no chance of success if the three of you come together."
The leader's wife nodded, took out a bottle of medicine and gave it to the Golden Monk, saying, "Then you can rest assured, we will leave now. Don't worry too much, in the future, we will have to rely more on King Jin for our cause."
The Golden Monk took the medicine bottle and nodded slowly. He watched the three of them prepare to leave. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Madam, if the leader takes action, I believe he will be able to be completely sure of success."
The leader's wife paused as she was about to leave, turned her head and said, "The treasure map may not be with the young man, the one in Chang'an is more important."
"Besides..." The beautiful woman said in a low and gentle voice, with a hint of pride in her gentleness, "I am here to take care of it."
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The birds in the forest were startled and the sound of horse hooves came from far away.
Zhao Dapeng and his group, about thirty people in total, carried eight flags. There were five flags from the Five Mountains Sword Sect, and one each from the Kunlun, Emei, and Kongtong sects. The flags fluttered in the wind on their horses, looking very ostentatious.
This display of flags is considered a rule in the underworld. It may sound ostentatious, but when a team gathers all eight flags, it is actually the best deterrent to the underworld. It can even allow them to pass smoothly when entering or leaving the city.
They walked along the main road for several hours. At dusk, the disciples of various sects were more or less tired. The leader of Taishan Sect shouted, "Everyone, it's getting dark. We must face a powerful enemy on this trip. We can't tire ourselves out by traveling at night. Let's find a place to rest for the night."
Dian Cang Bai Yunshen, who had practiced medicine all over the country, looked around and said, "I've been here before. Turn left after leaving the forest. There is an inn about two miles away. It's quite spacious and you can rest there. It's time to feed the horses."
The leaders had already made up their minds, and seeing that Zhao Dapeng had no objection, they slowed down their horses, left the forest, and left.
“Ouch!!”
The leaders of Taishan and Hengshan, who were walking in the front, pulled the reins without warning. The horses neighed, raised their heads high, and stopped with all four hooves on the ground.
Fortunately, they had slowed down their horses when preparing to turn, and these thirty people all had excellent martial arts skills and sharp eyes and ears, so they quickly reined in their horses and stopped, so there was no crowding or collision.
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Dapeng, Zen Master Fakong and Taoist Priest Qingyun moved forward a little and found that a group of people had set up checkpoints on the loess road ahead, which was wide enough for four horses to run side by side.
Seven middle-aged men and women in different clothes and holding different types of weapons lined up in a row to block the road.
In front of this row of people, there was a throne covered with tiger skin, and an elegant man in brocade clothes and a jade belt was sitting on the chair.
On the left side of the armchair stood a tall and thin figure shrouded in a black cloak, and on the right side stood a middle-aged man with a sword on his back.
About ten steps forward from the throne, there was a long banner with ten large characters written on it.
——This road turns in the middle, and there is no way forward from here.
These ten words seem to be two sentences with repetitive meanings, but in fact the first five words are straightforward, while the last five words are murderous.
There were some people in Zhao Dapeng's team who knew calligraphy. After seeing these two sentences, they felt that there was a sense of tearing on the long banner because of the two rhymes of the characters. Just looking at it made people feel a little uncomfortable.
The head of Mount Tai was a middle-aged Taoist priest with five long beards. He was as powerful as a bell. He bowed and said, "My friend, we have never met before. Why are you blocking my way for no reason?"
In the teams of each faction, everyone has secretly grasped the hilt of the sword and gathered their internal strength in their palms.
"Haha, of course I came here for the treasure map."
Fan Changan got straight to the point. Seeing the faces of the people on the opposite side changed, and they drew their swords one by one, he waved his hand and said, "A fight today is inevitable, but the major sects have deep roots and should know etiquette. At least they should act like gangsters. Are you going to fight with swords without waiting for your name to be announced?"
Zhao Dapeng laughed angrily and said sarcastically, "How come you didn't mention the word etiquette when you used poison on my Beggars' Sect headquarters?"
"Haha, etiquette is something that I only mention when I want to use it. If it doesn't benefit me, then I'll just ignore it." The man under the black cloak laughed strangely, "You are not young anymore, don't you understand such a simple principle?"
Zhao Dapeng became even angrier, but he held himself back and didn't rush out.
The Taishan Sect Leader rebuked: "You are indeed an evil heretic. You can even say such shameless words."
The man under the black cloak just snorted , seeming to disdain to refute.
Fan Changan clapped his hands and said, "What an evil heretic! I heard that our ancestors were once called the Demon Sect. From now on, you can call us the Demon Sect as well."
He seemed to be unconcerned about the amount of praise or criticism that came with the title.
After hearing this, Master Fakong's face was slightly moved. He put his hands together and said, "Could it be that the donor is a descendant of the Mingjiao righteous man?"
"Whether you are a righteous man or a demon, the Ming Cult had already dispersed during the Hongwu period. From now on, only our Sun Moon Divine Cult will remain in the world."
Fan Changan stood up, politely cupped his hands, and even bowed down, saying in a gentle voice: "I am Fan Changan. Today, I want to borrow your full blood to add luster to the first battle of my Sun Moon Divine Sect."
