Sword from Songshan

Chapter 92 Snow Mountain Night
Qinghai Changyun dark snow mountain, lonely city looks at Yumen Pass.

It took more than half a month, whether fast or slow, and after passing Yumen Pass, we reached the Western Regions.

Compared to the prosperous Central Plains, the Western Regions are vast and desolate, and the temperature is much lower. Now it is just mid-October, the sky is dark and low, and there are even signs of snow.

"Coming."

In the distant sky, a snow-capped mountain lies across the sky like a crawling jade dragon. It is none other than Kunlun Mountain, known as the ancestor of all mountains.

The Nine Yang Manual is hidden in the Kunlun Mountains.

When Wang Chongyang won the Nine Yin Manual, he met a divine monk on his way to Songshan. He lost the drinking contest and borrowed the Nine Yin Manual according to the agreement. The divine monk thought that the Nine Yin Manual was too yin, and blindly advocated the teachings of Huang Lao, which only emphasized the use of softness to overcome hardness and yin to overcome yang, but not the mutual assistance of yin and yang. So he joined Shaolin and wrote the Nine Yang Manual in the gap between the four volumes of the Lankavatara Sutra, combining martial arts and Zen.

Yin Kexi and Xiao Xiangzi fled to Songshan Mountain and stole the scriptures. In order to avoid being hunted down by Monk Jueyuan and the young Zhang Sanfeng, they wrapped the scriptures in oilcloth and hid them in the belly of a monkey. The two of them restrained each other and came to the Jingshen Peak of Kunlun Mountain. In the end, they plotted against each other and both died. The Nine Yang Manual was left in the ape's belly.

It was not until nearly a hundred years later, when Zhang Wuji fell into trouble in a mountain valley and treated the wounds of the old ape, who was already covered in white hair, that the Nine Yang Manual was able to see the light of day again.

After Zhang Wuji's magical power was perfected, he wrapped the four volumes of Nine Yang Manual, as well as Hu Qingniu's Medical Manual and Wang Nangu's Poison Manual in oilcloth, buried them in the cliff, and left six big characters "Zhang Wuji Buried the Manual" for the future generations to find them.

Calculating the time, it has been more than a hundred years since then.

The Yuan Dynasty, which was at its peak, lasted less than a hundred years, and a hundred years was enough time to change a lot of things.

But that valley is extremely hidden and difficult for ordinary people to reach, so it is not certain that someone has discovered the scriptures in advance.

Furthermore, if someone had unearthed the Nine Yang Manual, why had no masters of this magical skill appeared in later generations?
As for Zhang Wuji himself, since he had buried the scriptures for future generations, how could he possibly go back and dig them out again?

So Lu Nanxing guessed that the Nine Yang Manual might still be buried there!
Compared to the Nine Yin Scriptures in the Tomb of the Living Dead, the probability of obtaining the Nine Yang Scriptures is actually much greater.

"We must get rid of him as soon as possible."

Looking back, Fei Bin was still following closely.

Fei Bin guessed that Lu Nanxing was going to hunt for treasure. Otherwise, why would he go down the mountain to show his loyalty without bringing someone with him?

So he followed closely, fearing that Lu Nanxing would escape and take the treasure for himself.

The journey took more than half a month, and although we did not lose track, it was indeed tiring.

Lu Nanxing walked sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes stopped, and Fei Bin had to keep an eye on him.

When he wanted to rest, Lu Nanxing was already on his way, so he had to follow closely.

When Lu Nanxing was resting, he did not dare to be careless, for fear that once he fell asleep, Lu Nanxing would take the opportunity to slip away.

The journey was not tiring, but the constant concentration and lack of rest was really torturous for him.

At this moment, Fei Bin seemed to have aged a few years.

"Humph!"

Although Fei Bin complained, his will did not waver at all. He gritted his teeth and followed Lu Nanxing to death.

Earlier in the inn, he had originally wanted to capture Lu Nanxing alive and then slowly interrogate him about the whereabouts of the treasure. But after a brief fight, he realized that with Lu Nanxing's current martial arts skills, he would not be able to capture him easily.

There is no other way, so I just followed him all the way.

The method is stupid, but it is commonly used.

If Lu Nanxing wants to go treasure hunting, he has to take him with him. If he doesn't take him with him, then Lu Nanxing can't go treasure hunting.

"See where you can run!"

Lu Nanxing set off again in front, and Fei Bin, who had just eaten two bites of dry food, hurried to follow.

While riding the horse, he broke off a piece of dry bread and stuffed it into his mouth.

Ran all the way to the Western Regions?

Could it be that the treasure is in the Western Regions, or is Lu Nanxing deliberately trying to trick him?

Fei Bin was too lazy to think too much. He now had only one belief, to kill Lu Nanxing!
Lu Nanxing didn't ride fast at the beginning, but he gradually sped up later, and finally he kept whipping the red horse, and the four hooves of the red horse under his crotch seemed to be flying off the ground.

Fei Bin's expression was serious and he also quickened his pace.

After running for nearly two quarters of an hour, a forest suddenly appeared in front of them. The road stretched along the edge of the forest and suddenly turned a corner. Due to the obstruction of the forest, Lu Nanxing's figure disappeared for a moment.

"not good!"

Fei Bin's face changed and he hurriedly urged the horse to catch up as fast as possible to prevent Lu Nanxing from escaping.

In just a moment, Fei Bin turned the corner and saw Lu Nanxing lying on his horse on the road ahead, running desperately, and he was already two or three hundred meters away from him.

Fei Bin was anxious and kept urging the horse. There happened to be a wedding procession on the road ahead, which almost occupied the entire road.

"Get out of my way!"

Without slowing down, Fei Bin drew out his sword, pointed ahead and shouted.

Fei Bin looked like a ferocious monster, and the wedding procession was in chaos. Both the groom in front and the sedan chair in the back all dodged to the side of the road in panic.

Without the obstacle, Fei Bin rushed past, then retracted his sword and continued to chase Lu Nanxing.

Seeing Fei Bin passing by, the wedding party breathed a sigh of relief, calmed themselves down, and continued to move forward with music and dance.

After walking about two or three hundred meters, the curtain of the sedan chair was suddenly lifted, and Lu Nanxing jumped out from inside.

"Thank you, brother, for your help."

He walked straight up to the groom, clasped his fists and expressed his gratitude.

"We are all children of the underworld. It's just a small favor. No need to thank me."

The groom, who was in his early twenties and handsome, returned the greeting.

"Father taught us that people of our generation practice martial arts to help the weak and fight against the strong. How can I sit back and watch as you are chased by thieves? If it weren't for my wedding day, where bloodshed is not appropriate, I would have helped you deal with the thief instead of just letting you take shelter in the sedan chair."

"I am very grateful. I will definitely repay you when I have the chance in the future."

In order to prevent Fei Bin from returning, Lu Nanxing did not dare to delay too much and said goodbye and left.

"The mountains are high and the rivers are long. We will meet again in the rivers and lakes. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to Weijiazhuang. My name is Wei Qingliu. I still have to pick up my bride, so I won't see you off."

After the groom finished speaking, he gave an order to his servants.

"Give this brother a horse."

"Thank you."

Lu Nanxing thanked him again, rode the horse given by the groom, and ran towards a fork in the road ahead.

Just now, when passing through the woods, they happened to encounter this wedding procession. Lu Nanxing pretended that there were bad guys chasing him and wanted to take shelter in the procession for a while.

Unexpectedly, the groom was also a martial artist and quite chivalrous, so he was directly hidden in the bridal sedan.

In order to get rid of Fei Bin, Lu Nanxing had thought about it. A few days ago, when he was staying at the inn, he used a cotton pillow and put on his spare clothes to make a dummy. He opened the bundle and took it out, tied it to the saddle, and from a distance it looked like he was on the horse.

I also gave the horse some toxin similar to stimulants, which guaranteed that it could run for three or four hours at a stretch.

Sure enough, Fei Bin didn't notice anything unusual and went straight after the dummy.

"Finally got rid of it."

Without Fei Bin's entanglement, Lu Nanxing was in a good mood.

But in order to prevent Fei Bin from noticing and turning back to catch up, Lu Nanxing did not dare to slow down and kept urging the horse to go faster.

He ran for three or four hours before finally stopping.

There were many forks in the road along the way. No matter how powerful Fei Bin was, it was impossible for him to catch up with them in such a vast world.

After a short rest and some dry food with some water, Lu Nanxing set out again.

At this time, there is no need to worry and we head straight to Kunlun Mountain!
As the saying goes, a horse will die if it runs too high up the mountain, let alone the mountain that is the ancestor of all mountains.

It was not until night fell that we finally reached the foot of the mountain.

Kunlun Mountain is known as the Pillar of Heaven. It is steep and covered with snow all year round, making the environment even more dangerous. Even though Lu Nanxing had been collecting herbs in the mountains since he was a child, he didn't dare to go in rashly at this dark time.

Furthermore, the Kunlun Mountains stretch for thousands of miles, and Lu Nanxing is not sure where the Jingshen Peak he is looking for is.

If you go into the mountain rashly, you may wander around in there for a lifetime but may not be able to find the place where Zhang Wuji buried the scriptures.

So Lu Nanxing rested for one night at the foot of the mountain.

At dawn the next day, Lu Nanxing still did not enter the mountain, but walked north along the foot of the mountain. After walking for five or six hours, it was dusk again when he finally found a town. It was more like a market than a town.

Kunlun Mountain is rich in treasures. Local people pick herbs or other rare animals from the mountain and sell them here. Travelers passing through the Central Plains will stop here to rest or buy some items.

"The real Shenshan Snow Lotus only costs one hundred taels of silver. Do you want to buy it? It can prolong your life and even bring the dead back to life."

An old man from the Western Regions, seeing the Han people in front of him, quickly pointed at a white lotus on the stall and started selling it.

Lu Nanxing smiled. This was just an ordinary white lotus, but it was sold as a snow lotus, and it was sold for one hundred taels of silver. It seemed that cheating outsiders had been done this way since ancient times.

He squatted down, pretended to look at it, and asked casually.

"Old man, do you know how to get to Jingshen Peak?"

"What spirit? I've never heard of it."

The old man waved his hand and pointed at his snow lotus.

"Do you want?"

"Then do you know if anyone here knows the route to Jingshen Peak?"

"Don't leave so quickly! Don't block my business!"

The old man waved his hands impatiently and continued shouting loudly.

"Shenshan Snow Lotus, I'll sell it for eighty taels."

Lu Nanxing shook his head, stood up and left.

Next, Lu Nanxing asked around in the small town and finally found a middle-aged man selling animal skins who knew about Jingshen Peak.

"What are you going there for? The snow leopards and eagles there are very dangerous. We hunt in the mountains and we won't go there."

"To visit a friend."

"There's not even a ghost there, how could there be your friends?"

"An old friend from a hundred years ago."

Lu Nanxing said lightly and took out a piece of silver and handed it over.

"You just need to tell me how to get there."

"A hundred years ago? That's really a ghost."

The man took the silver, thought for a moment and said.

"It's a long way from here to Jingshen Peak. You may not be able to find it. How about this, I'll take your money and take you there."

"it is good."

Lu Nanxing nodded, that was perfect.

It was already late and it was not suitable to travel any further, so we simply rested in the town for a night.

The next morning, after buying things to go into the mountains, Lu Nanxing and the middle-aged man each rode a horse and headed for Jingshen Peak.

We first headed north along the foot of Kunlun Mountain, then west two hours later, and continued walking this way for a day and a night, until noon the next day when we arrived at the foot of a towering snow-capped peak.

"This is Jingshen Peak."

The man pointed to the peak in front of him and continued.

"What are you going to look for? If you're looking for ghosts, I can't help you much. But if you're looking for some medicinal herbs or wild animals, I can still help a little."

"No need, as long as I find this mountain, I can do it myself from now on."

Lu Nanxing waved his hand and took out another piece of silver from his pocket.

But the man kept waving his hands, refusing to take any more.

He is indeed an honest man, Lu Nanxing smiled and said after thinking for a while.

"How about this, you wait for me at the foot of the mountain for ten days and help me take care of the horses. This is my reward."

"this is okay."

The man nodded and continued.

"But I don't have enough dry food. I have to go back and get some."

"It doesn't matter. I don't think I can get out for two or three days."

After handing the silver and reins to the man, Lu Nanxing went straight up the mountain.

He has been collecting herbs in the mountains since he was a child, and now that he has mastered martial arts, although the mountains are difficult to travel, it is nothing to him.

After walking for more than half an hour, the snow in the mountains accumulated more and more, until later it was all white, and Lu Nanxing's progress slowed down.

Before I knew it, the sky had darkened again.

With Lu Nanxing's current martial arts skills, he is not afraid of ordinary jackals and wild beasts, so there is nothing wrong with spending the night in the mountains.

There was snow everywhere. Lu Nanxing finally found a slightly dry and exposed place. He then looked around for some dead branches and dry grass, and after a lot of effort he finally started a bonfire.

Snuggling by the fire, eating some dried meat on the clean snow to satisfy hunger.

At the man's reminder, he prepared a leather mattress, which was both dry and warm under his body. It was really a great enjoyment in the snowy mountains late at night.

Filling your stomach, lying on the leather mattress, and looking at the night view of the snow-capped mountains is quite interesting.

As the night deepened, Lu Nanxing felt a little sleepy and prepared to go to bed and look for it again tomorrow morning.

Phew~!

Just as I closed my eyes, a sound of breaking air suddenly rang out in the darkness.

Unable to see clearly, he could only determine the location by sound, and Lu Nanxing rolled sideways.

Puff~!

There were several steel nails stuck in the leather mattress I was lying on.

Lu Nanxing's face darkened, he jumped up and looked ahead.

Three men walked out from the darkness.

They were bald and dressed in scarlet monk robes, and they were actually three monks.

There are also monks in the Western Regions, but they are not quite the same as Tantric lamas. The style of their robes is 70% similar to those in the Central Plains.

"Who are you and why did you attack me?"

Pulling out the Juque from behind, Lu Nanxing asked in a deep voice.

"You dare to come and steal the treasure even though you don't know who we are."

The leader, a tall and fat monk, spoke coldly with a frosty look in his eyes.

"The wild goats in these mountains are very clever. We haven't been able to catch one in two or three days, so the food in their mouths has long been gone. Although you are not fat enough, you look very fresh and tender, which is just enough to satisfy our cravings."

"court death!"

Lu Nanxing frowned, feeling disgusted.

Not wanting to waste time talking to them, he just thrust his Juque sword in his hand and charged forward.

"Hey, it's delivered to your door."

The big monk sneered and actually greeted him with his finger.

Bang~!

The fingers collided with the tip of the sword, making a sharp sound like metal and stone.

"Powerful Vajra Finger!"

Feeling the force coming from the tip of the sword, Lu Nanxing widened his eyes slightly. This was clearly Shaolin martial arts!

(End of this chapter)