Sword from Songshan

Chapter 148: Going to the Western Regions Again, Life is Unpredictable

After leaving Lijiang Prefecture, Lu Nanxing did not return to Huangshan, but went straight north.

According to Lan Fenghuang, there is a canyon at the eastern end of Tianshan Mountain, where the terrain is extremely low. Clean air rises and dirty air falls, so a large amount of dirty air gathers and turns into miasma over the years.

The birds and animals in the mountains did not know the path and mistakenly entered it, being killed by the miasma. The corpses piled up and rotted, emitting all kinds of poisonous and foul odors.

The miasma and the putrid air mixed and gradually merged into a highly toxic substance that even many poisonous insects could not resist and were poisoned to death.

These poisonous insects carry their own toxins, which dissipate after death and merge with the poisonous gas in the canyon to form new, even more powerful poisonous gas.

Thousands of years have passed, and this canyon is like a huge poison basin!
Even the disciples of the Five Poison Sect did not dare to get involved, and at most they would collect some thin poison from the edge.

Lu Nanxing needs gas poison, and he will be able to collect it if he enters that canyon.

"I hope it won't be a wasted trip."

Without further ado, Lu Nanxing and Lan Fenghuang had a conversation and then set off immediately.

Although I am not sure whether I can max out the smoke map, I have no other choice at the moment.

In addition, although there were still some feather poisons left, which could have fully filled up the Crane Map, Lu Nanxing did not continue.

Six of the eight extraordinary meridians have been opened, and now only the Yin Qiao Meridian and the Yang Qiao Meridian remain.

As the name suggests, they are similar to Yinwei and Yangwei, which are two meridians corresponding to yin and yang.

Alone yin cannot produce, alone yang cannot grow; since they are corresponding, it is best to open them up together, otherwise the yin and yang will be unbalanced, which will be disadvantageous to oneself.

Of course, since Lu Nanxing has already opened up his Ren and Du meridians and mastered the Shenzhao Gong, there won't be any big problems. But to be on the safe side, he'd better wait for the smoke screen.

Just like before, Lu Nanxing still relied entirely on Qinggong to travel.

With his current lightness skill, he can run at full speed just as fast as a horse.

As for endurance, the internal force of Shenzhaogong is endless and the consumption of Qinggong is limited, so even if you keep running, it will not be a problem.

After traveling for several days, Lu Nanxing passed Yumen Pass and entered the Western Regions.

This was his second trip to the Western Regions. Last time he went to Kunlun Mountain to search for the Nine Yang Manual, but this time he went to Tianshan Mountain.

He has traveled all the way to the two sacred mountains in the Western Regions.

"what happened?"

Having just been out of seclusion for a day, Lu Nanxing couldn't help but frown slightly.

I remember that last time, there were endless streams of carriages and horses on the official road, and there were many merchants and travelers traveling between the two places.

The road was obviously much quieter this time, and only occasionally could one see the heavily guarded escort vehicles passing by.

As he walked and looked around, Lu Nanxing quickly discovered the problem.

The Western Regions are in chaos now.

Compared with business travelers, there are heroes and warriors holding weapons everywhere.

Fighting can be seen everywhere, and it is easy to see abandoned corpses on the roadside in the wilderness.

The entire Western Region martial arts world has become a mess.

But after two years, how could this happen? What happened in the Western Regions?

"That's it."

Confused, Lu Nanxing grabbed two people from the Western Regions and asked them about the truth.

The cause of the chaos in the Western Regions was actually in the Central Plains.

During the previous attack on Black Wood Cliff, Kunlun Sect's leader Zhen Shanzi, as one of the top ten masters of the righteous path, was also invited to join.

Zhen Shanzi was known as the Sword of Heaven and Earth and his swordsmanship was superb, but unfortunately, he was facing the best in the world, Dongfang Bubai, and was tragically killed at the Black Wood Cliff.

After Zhen Shanzi's death, the Kunlun Sect immediately chose another leader, but the situation of the Western Region's martial arts world changed as a result.

In the wild and desolate land on the border of the Western Regions, evil and powerful people flourished. When Zhen Shanzi was alive, the Kunlun Sect could still suppress them.

After Zhen Shanzi's death, Kunlun Sect's fear of the evil ways in the Western Regions suddenly dropped sharply.

Just two months later, the evil sects in the Western Regions could no longer hold back, and led by the Vajra Sect, they gathered a large number of evil sects and launched an attack on the Kunlun Sect.

As one of the six major sects back then, the Kunlun Sect has declined, but its foundation is still there and it has not been destroyed.

But after this battle, he was severely damaged and no longer had the strength to suppress the evil ways in the Western Regions.

As a result, it is like having no natural enemies. All kinds of evil ways in the Western Regions have developed rapidly and become more and more unscrupulous, making the Western Regions' martial arts world a mess.

"I really didn't expect that."

After understanding the whole cause and effect, Lu Nanxing couldn't help but sigh that the death of just one Zhen Shanzi could cause such a big impact.

However, these have nothing to do with him.

Furthermore, his visit to the Western Regions this time was not to restore order, but to look for poison.

In order to avoid complications and not meddle in other people's business, Lu Nanxing just concentrated on his journey and completely ignored the fighting and conflicts among the various sects in the Western Regions.

Several days passed like this and they were not far from the Tianshan Mountains.

"Boss, two pounds of roasted lamb and two more naan."

Lu Nanxing walked into the small shop with only a few tables and shouted at the counter.

The Western Region is vast and sparsely populated. There was no human habitation for two or three days. Today at noon, we finally encountered a small town. Lu Nanxing had run out of dry food, so he came to replenish it.

“It’s been a while since the good meat was served!”

Lu Nanxing had just sat down when, following a burst of commotion, a group of bald men, all wearing red monk robes, walked in.

Lu Nanxing frowned, he recognized the attire, it was from the Vajra Sect.

I had come into contact with them before in Tianshan. Although they claimed to be monks, they were actually a group of complete villains.

After the Kunlun Sect lost power, the Vajra Sect is now the most powerful sect in the Western Regions. They were originally a group of evil monks and are becoming more and more lawless.

Lu Nanxing was naturally not afraid, but he also didn't want to cause any trouble and waste time, so he turned his head away and didn't look at them.

"keep the change."

The shop owner had already prepared mutton and baked naan and brought them over. Lu Nanxing took out a small piece of silver, put it in his bag, and got up to leave.

Unexpectedly, just as he reached the door, a monk from the Vajra Sect suddenly stopped him.

Several other monks also gathered together, looking at Lu Nanxing with a sneer on their faces, as if they were staring at a fat sheep.

There are few people from the Central Plains in the Western Regions today, and the bills are paid with silver, so they are like fat sheep.

Before, when they saw the monks from the Vajra Sect coming in, the guests and owners of the hotel all lowered their heads and avoided them. Now that they saw they were about to cause trouble, the door was blocked and they could not get out, so they had to hide far away behind the counter in the corner.

This shows how bad the Vajra Sect's reputation is.

"Boy, hand over the silver you have on you, and I will spare your life."

The monk blocking the door snorted coldly and pointed at Lu Nanxing with the steel knife in his hand.

"The people of the Central Plains are very fair and tender. We will find a place for them to enjoy themselves later."

Another monk with a face full of flesh kept looking at Lu Nanxing with a lewd smile on his face.

Lu Nanxing had no intention of arguing with them, but his face darkened instantly when he heard this.

Poof~!

He casually picked up the chopsticks on the table next to him and threw them out. With a dull sound, they pierced the fat monk's throat.

"……This is!"

The monks who had been so smug just now all looked unhappy when they saw their companions being killed.

"kill him!"

Then they came to their senses, shouted loudly, and rushed towards Lu Nanxing with their knives raised.

He killed someone with just a wooden chopstick. With such powerful skills, they not only did not retreat, but rushed forward instead.

If they are not stupid, then they are used to being domineering and arrogant, so that they look down on others and do not know their own life or death.

Lu Nanxing's eyes were grim and he raised his palm to slap him.

Bang Bang Bang ~!

His move was as fast as lightning, and with a few muffled sounds, the monks who rushed up were all slapped away.

They either bumped into the wall or smashed the tables and chairs, and after a few grunts, they all fell to the ground and became motionless.

"Ah~!"

In the blink of an eye, only the monk at the door was left. Even a fool would know what a powerful opponent he had encountered. He roared in fear and turned around and ran away.

The people in the shop were already trembling with fear, and there were even more civilians on the street, so Lu Nanxing did not take action again. He was just an ordinary disciple of the Vajra Sect, so he could just run away.

Then, Lu Nanxing took out a silver ingot from his arms and handed it to the shopkeeper.

If these people from the King Kong Sect died here, the store might not be able to open, and it might even be implicated. He took the silver so that he could move out as soon as possible.

Lu Nanxing carried the bag on his back and walked out of the town, continuing on his way. Lan Fenghuang only knew the general location of the canyon, and did not have a detailed route map. Now that they were almost at Tianshan, Lu Nanxing asked around as he walked.

This would slow down the progress a lot, but fortunately Lu Nanxing was not in a hurry.

"Ok?"

At night, in the wilderness, Lu Nanxing built a bonfire. Just as he was about to eat something, he frowned.

In the darkness, I saw a group of people running towards this side.

After a while, they came closer and saw a dozen monks. From their attire, one could tell that they were from the Vajra Sect.

"court death."

Apparently, the one who ran away during the day found helpers to take revenge.

Lu Nanxing took a glance and his face was gloomy.

Not to mention these people, even the entire Vajra Sect is not enough for Lu Nanxing to kill. Lu Nanxing was too lazy to pay attention, but they took the initiative to come here, what else could they do but seek death.

"it's him!"

"You dare to kill our disciples of the Vajra Sect? You are seeking death!"

"kill him!"

As the monk Bai Tian pointed out, these evil monks shouted and rushed forward with weapons in hand without any hesitation.

Bang~!

Lu Nanxing picked up a stone and threw it, smashing the bald head of an evil monk. Then he stood up and drew out the giant sword behind him.

Bang~Crack~!

There was no need for any sophisticated moves. With the speed and force of Lu Nanxing's sword, these evil monks had no time to dodge.

Even if he raised his weapon to block, it would not work. His weapon would be broken and he would continue to kill the person as well.

But in the blink of an eye, most of the dozen evil monks had fallen, leaving only four.

"This this!"

"Escape!"

It was not until this moment that they came to their senses, their eyes widened in horror, and they ran away shouting.

Lu Nanxing had a gloomy face. He raised his sword and killed one man, then caught up with another and tried to kill him as well.

"Young Master Lu, spare my life! It's me!"

As soon as the sword fell, the man suddenly fell to his knees and shouted loudly.

"Ok?"

Lu Nanxing stopped the sword, which was only an inch away from the man's head. He took a closer look and found that the man did look familiar, but he couldn't remember what he saw for a moment.

He probably doesn't have much friendship with the people from the Vajra Gate.

"Young Master Lu, you forgot that I am Wei Qingliu!"

The man looked anxious and made random gestures on his face.

"Wei Qingliu?"

Lu Nanxing took another look and was surprised. It was really Wei Qingliu.

The murderous intent on his face disappeared and he put away his sword.

Seeing that Lu Nanxing recognized him, Wei Qingliu breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground.

After taking a few deep breaths, he stood up again and saluted Lu Nanxing.

"Thank you, Young Master Lu, for not killing me."

"It's just a misunderstanding."

Lu Nanxing waved his hand and looked at Wei Qingliu, who had a shaved head and wore monk's robes, and was completely different from his previous handsome and elegant image, and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"Why didn't the young master enjoy the good life in Weijia Manor instead of becoming a monk and joining the Vajra Sect?"

"Weijiazhuang...ha, Weijiazhuang is gone."

Wei Qingliu smiled bitterly, his expression gloomy and miserable.

Then, without waiting for Lu Nanxing to ask, Wei Qingliu recounted his experience.

After Zhen Shanzi's death, the martial arts world in the Western Regions was in chaos. During the fight for the Xingxiu Sect's treasure, the wealthy Weijiazhuang attracted the attention of the Vajra Sect. More than a year ago, the Vajra Sect looted the Weijiazhuang, and more than a hundred people in the village, including Wei Qingliu's father Wei Qingshan, were all killed!

As for Wei Qingliu, he was saved because he was fair and handsome.

But becoming a plaything under the crotch of those evil monks, enduring humiliation and barely surviving, is actually worse than death.

If it weren't for revenge, Wei Qingliu would have committed suicide long ago.

"This is what happened."

Looking at Wei Qingliu, in just two years, not only his outward appearance but also the feeling he gave people internally had completely changed.

The originally clear and somewhat innocent eyes no longer had any brilliance at all.

Lu Nanxing sighed secretly, feeling that life is unpredictable.

"Young Master Lu!"

Before Lu Nanxing could come to his senses, Wei Qingliu suddenly knelt in front of him, then kowtowed hard, crying.

"Please accept me as your disciple!"

"Accept you as a disciple?"

Lu Nanxing looked at Wei Qingliu and frowned slightly.

At this moment, Wei Qingliu's eyes were filled with hatred. Obviously, the reason why he became an apprentice was to learn martial arts well and avenge the people of Weijiazhuang.

For a moment, Lu Nanxing seemed to see Lin Pingzhi in the original novel.

"No."

Lu Nanxing shook his head and refused directly.

Wei Qingliu's experience is indeed sympathetic, but Lu Nanxing will not accept him as his disciple because of this.

The relationship between a master and his apprentice is like that between a father and his son. It is not easy to accept a disciple.

His two current disciples, besides Lin Ping, include Zhao Guangjin, who has followed him for many years before he accepted him as his disciple.

He had not had much contact with Wei Qingliu, and Wei Qingliu had suffered a great change, and his temperament had undergone tremendous changes in all aspects.

If Lu Nanxing accepts him as his disciple, who knows what kind of result he will reap after sowing the seeds.

"Please!"

Wei Qingliu was anxious, but he didn't know how to persuade Lu Nanxing. He just kept kowtowing until his forehead was bleeding.

"You and I are not destined to be master and apprentice."

Lu Nanxing shook his head slightly, then stood up and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Lu!"

Seeing this, Wei Qingliu became more anxious and said quickly.

"I know something that will surely interest you!"

"Yeah."

Lu Nanxing stopped and looked at Wei Qingliu.

"No matter what happens, I will not accept you as my apprentice."

"I know! I dare not ask for anything more, I just want to repay Young Master Lu for not killing me."

Wei Qingliu nodded repeatedly and continued.

"I served an elder of the Vajra Sect two days ago, and he mentioned that the Vajra Sect was looking for a relic. If they found it, they would be able to obtain peerless magical skills!"

"Martial arts..."

Lu Nanxing was slightly concerned and sneered again.

"There aren't so many peerless magical skills in the world."

"That's true, but that person is very sure."

Wei Qingliu thought for a moment and continued.

"That's right! He said the ruins are at Piaomiao Peak of Tianshan Mountain!"

"Piaomiao Peak."

He didn't care just now, but when he heard these three words, Lu Nanxing's face suddenly darkened.

(End of this chapter)