Chapter 19: Huashan

Cold mist was thick, and water flowed with a gurgling sound.

Gu Qing stood before a narrow path, looking at the hanging spring flowing down from the cliff on the left side. He reached out to touch it, and the chill was bone-piercing.

"Woo woo woo..."

The sound of feathered arrows piercing the air was covered by the sound of the hanging spring. Several arrows pierced Gu Qing's back, causing Gu Qing's body to twist, and then he collapsed to the ground.

"Splash..."

On both sides of the cliff, in the grass and trees, whether above or below, more than a dozen Mongol military officers and foreign monks suddenly jumped out. They held bows and arrows, scimitars, or vajra pestles, surging toward Gu Qing at this moment, rushing to chop off Gu Qing's head first.

Gu Qing's head was very valuable.

Just as these people reached him, they suddenly heard two 'smack' sounds. The Mongol officer in front fell backward. The foreign monk behind noticed something strange and stepped forward with a vajra pestle, but felt the sword light flickering before his eyes, and a chill on his hand; the weapon had already fallen to the ground uncontrollably.

In the eyes of the Mongol group, Gu Qing, who had originally been hit by arrows, suddenly flipped up. Where the sword light passed, severed limbs flew; with palm strikes and finger pokes, he caused people's bones to break and fall to the ground, withered.

This white shadow flickered like lightning, and in a flash, he had circled the entire arena. Facing this figure, the Mongol officers and foreign monks couldn't even escape, let alone counterattack. As Gu Qing circled the arena, they fell to the ground one by one, watching Gu Qing stand with his sword sheathed.

"I know you are very confused."

Gu Qing held the bow and arrow, slowly piercing toward himself. When it reached his body, he turned, then tucked the bow and arrow under his arm, looking at the Mongol officers and foreign monks and laughing, "I was just playing with you!"

Getting hit by arrows was just to tease you.

Recently, Gu Qing had killed many Mongol cavalrymen and naturally had been surrounded and suppressed by the Mongols. Gu Qing had already dealt with several rounds of such ambushes and could be said to be familiar with the process.

【Satisfied the confusion of Ga Ji Er...】

Gu Qing brushed a wave of merit on these people, but when counting the merit, he found he had harvested 16 points of merit, while there were only fifteen people in the arena.

Was there someone else in the dark, but they couldn't hold it in?

Gu Qing couldn't hold it in either. After looking left and right, following the gaze of several foreign monks, he looked at the cliff of the narrow path. This cliff was very steep, with almost no place to stand, but Gu Qing's figure drifted, walking on the ground as if it were flat on the hanging feet and hanging fingers. With a few leaps, he headed toward the top of the cliff.

"Whoosh whoosh!!"

Two arrows were shot from the cliff. Gu Qing's body turned on the mountain, one hand hooked the grass roots of the cliff, and with just a light leverage, he dodged the flying arrows, which also allowed Gu Qing to fly to the top of the narrow path after resting.

The Mongol officer above was putting away his bow. Gu Qing took a step ahead at this moment, grabbed the bow body, looped the bowstring around his neck, and patted his back, subduing the Mongol officer.

"Damn it!"

Gu Qing slapped the Mongol officer hard, then reflected on himself, feeling that his internal energy still needed to be strengthened, and his hearing needed to be strengthened, otherwise there would be fish that slipped through the net.

"Now, I speak and you write..."

Gu Qing made the Mongol officer start to confess, preparing to concoct some evidence.

Gu Qing had slaughtered many Mongol officers recently and had also collected a lot of "evidence", some true and some false. Under Gu Qing's intentional collection, a "conspiracy" of the Mongols against the Quanzhen Sect was gradually taking shape. The main implementer of this conspiracy was Zhao Zhiping.

After collecting enough of these things, Gu Qing would ask Hong Qigong to sign it, and then send it to the Quanzhen Sect to round off the deaths of Zhen Zhibing and Zhao Zhiping.

After collecting this "new evidence", Gu Qing put it in his arms, intimidated these people again, and satisfied their wish for a quick death.

After harvesting a wave, Gu Qing looked in the direction and headed toward Huashan.

Huashan was known as the Western Peak and was called the most dangerous in the world. The closer Gu Qing got to Huashan, the colder he felt. When he reached the foot of Huashan, Gu Qing saw Yang Guo again.

Gu Qing: "..."

Yang Guo: "..."

Since parting ways with Cheng Ying and the others, Gu Qing and Yang Guo had not been on the same path. Yang Guo was searching for Xiaolongnu aimlessly, while Gu Qing was heading straight for Huashan. Along the way, the two had met by chance several times, and each time they went their separate ways, but when they reached the foot of Huashan, they met again.

Gu Qing's appearance remained the same, but Yang Guo looked much more disheveled, his body tattered, like a beggar.

Seeing this, Gu Qing threw two steamed buns to Yang Guo.

"..."

Yang Guo looked at the steamed buns, then at Gu Qing, and hardened his heart, biting into the buns. In Yang Guo's mind, Xiaolongnu hated crowded places, so when searching, he was running around in the wilderness. During this time, he had been eating wild vegetables. Now with two steamed buns in his stomach, he looked like a human again.

"You made yourself look like this, is it because you want Xiaolongnu to feel you are pitiful when she sees you, right?"

Gu Qing suddenly said.

Yang Guo was so angry he went to poke his throat, preparing to spit out the steamed buns he had eaten.

"Don't poke anymore."

Gu Qing stopped Yang Guo and said, "Come with me to Huashan, you might see your father on Huashan."

Yang Guo had recognized Ouyang Feng as his father. On the night Zhen Zhibing was about to defile Xiaolongnu, Ouyang Feng was teaching Yang Guo the essence of the Nine Yin False Manual and the Toad Art. After teaching all these to Yang Guo, Yang Guo felt it was quite different from the Nine Yin Manual and proposed a few sentences, making Ouyang Feng feel that the circulation of internal energy was very different, and his mind was a little clearer.

After Ouyang Feng left the Zhongnan Mountain, he was searching for his past everywhere, and Huashan was the place with the deepest memories for Ouyang Feng. He had participated in the Huashan Sword Discussion here and had also won the title of the world's number one here.

Yang Guo stopped his fingers, looked at Gu Qing, and asked suspiciously, "You seem to know a lot of things?"

"After all, I am from the Quanzhen Sect and have a systematic understanding of the experts in the world."

Gu Qing looked at Huashan and leaped toward the top of Huashan.

Yang Guo utilized the Gumu Sect's lightness skill, following behind Gu Qing. The Gumu Sect's lightness skill was best at traveling between pavilions and towers. In dangerous places like Huashan, it was not as practical as the Golden Goose Art, but Yang Guo had studied this aspect a lot, so he wouldn't fall too far behind.

"Can you tell me about my father, my dad?"

Yang Guo asked from behind, suddenly.

This was Yang Guo asking sincerely.

Regarding the death of Yang Kang, Mu Nianci had raised Yang Guo for many years, hiding it and refusing to say. Guo Jing adopted him on Taohuadao and also refused to say. At the Quanzhen Sect, Qiu Chuji didn't tell him either. This question of Yang Guo would have to wait more than ten years to get an answer.

"Of course I can!"

Gu Qing was earning merit, waiting to get Wu Gong from Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng on Huashan. He could naturally satisfy Yang Guo's request.

"But I want you to trade it with the Toad Art and the Nine Yin False Manual."

Gu Qing said.

After all, the Toad Art was the essence of Ouyang Feng's lifelong Wu Gong, and the Nine Yin False Manual contained a set of acupoint shifting and special acupoint pressing methods.

One could never have too much Wu Gong.

"Okay!"

Yang Guo said, "Then you have to teach me the Nine Yin Manual!"

Yang Guo chose to trade; he had long wanted to trade Wu Gong with Gu Qing.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 20 =====