Flying Flowers Drift Zero (Thirty-Seven) Tantric Sword Technique

　　Mr. Qingzhu had a cold face and said, "You are the invisible swordsman Ye Wusheng?"

Ye Wuming nodded and smiled, "Exactly, she told you?"

Mr. Qingzhu nodded.

Ye Wuming said, "The two of you also have names, right?"

Mr. Qingzhu said, "This master beside me is the nameless master of Shaolin."

Ye Wuxian looked as usual, smiled slightly, and said, "Shaolin monk, I am fortunate to meet."

Mr. Qingzhu said, "I am an unknown person, but because I live on this Qingzhu Mountain, some people call me Mr. Qingzhu."

Ye Wuming said, "Since you are a nobody, stand aside."

He thought that the nameless master was the hard role, and turned to the nameless and said, "Since the master is a Shaolin monk, he must have an extraordinary skill."

The nameless master said, "The poor monk is now only cultivating himself and cultivating his personality, and he has not fought with anyone for more than ten years.

Ye Wuming said, "The master is too modest, I Ye Moujiu admired the martial arts of your sect, and I thought about going to your sect for a long time to ask for advice on the art of mastery.

The Nameless Master said, "But the benefactor is from the Western Tantric Sect?"

Ye Wusheng's face changed slightly, his eyes lit up, and he said, "How does the master know?"

The nameless master pointed at Mr. Qingzhu and said, "The poor monk didn't know it, but this Mr. Qingzhu saw it from the benefactor's sword technique."

At this point, Ye Wuming had to look at Mr. Qingzhu with disdain, and he turned to Mr. Qingzhu and said, "You, an unknown person, actually recognize the Tantric Sword Technique?"

Mr. Qingzhu replied lightly, "Not only do I recognize it, but I also fought against a tantric master more than ten years ago."

Ye Wuming's face changed again, "What is the name of that tantric master?"

Mr. Qingzhu said, "Mutuo."

Ye Wuxian froze.

Mr. Qingzhu said, "You know Mutuoqi."

Ye Wuxian's eyes flashed, and he asked without answering, "The result of your battle with him back then was to win or lose?"

Mr. Qingzhu said, "Defeated."

Ye Wuxing smiled brazenly as if relieved, and said, "Of course, the Tantric Sword Technique is not something that any sect's sword technique can hope to betray, and your excellency's defeat is also deserved."

Mr. Qingzhu said in a gentle tone, "When Mutuo stepped into the Central Plains Wulin and entered the no-man's land, he defeated all the masters of the Central Plains Wulin, and when he was young and vigorous, he confronted him, and although he fought with him for a day and night, he accidentally lost a move."

Ye Wuxian froze again and laughed, "Oh... You fought with your tutor for a day and night, and only then did you lose a move?"

Mr. Qingzhu looked at him and said, "It turns out that you are a descendant of Mutuo, no wonder you have such a clever sword technique."

He sighed lightly: "When Ling Shi was in the Central Plains, although he was invincible, he had a very good demeanor, did not have any hesitation, and never did a single thing that violated his feelings."

Ye Wuming said, "Is your excellency teaching me a lesson?"

Mr. Qingzhu said, "Don't you dare, since you have already received the True Transmission of Tantra, you should do your own thing so that you can be respected."

Ye Wuming sneered, "You are indeed teaching me a lesson."

Mr. Qingzhu said, "This is advice, not a lesson."

Ye Wuxian stared at him for half a moment and said, "I don't believe what you just said."

Mr. Qingzhu said, "Huh?"

Ye Wuming said, "Since you can fight with your family teacher for a day and night, you should already be famous in the Central Plains Martial Forest, and everyone knows it, but this is the first time I have heard the four words 'Mr. Qingzhu.'"

Mr. Qingzhu said lightly, "If you don't believe it, forget it."

Ye Wuxian smiled compassionately, "I ask for proof."

Mr. Qingzhu said, "Yes."

He stepped forward and picked up Xing Xuemei's long sword, held it flat on his chest, and said lightly, "You can enter the move."

His speech and demeanor all exude a gentle and elegant style, calm and relaxed, without any impetuous appearance, giving people the feeling of being unpredictable and profound, and unable to touch the edge.

Ye Wusheng was indeed a little suspicious, but since entering the jianghu, every battle must be won, and countless Central Plains masters have been defeated, invisibly cultivating an arrogance, believing that the world is invincible, so he is unwilling to show weakness in front of this Mr. Qingzhu, and still decides to compete with the other side.

He slowly raised his sword and posed in the form of "one pillar of power", and his eyes shot out a sharp and incomparable essence.

Looking at his demeanor, it was like a bow full of stretches, and at any time it would burst out into a stone-breaking momentum.

But Mr. Qingzhu ignored it, still holding the sword and flat chest, motionless, quiet like a virtual rabbit.

A domineering, murderous; A calm heart and a calm attitude became a rare contrast.

After a moment of quiet confrontation like this, Ye Wusheng seemed to be unable to find an opportunity to shoot, his expression appeared a hint of distress, he suddenly took a step forward, his body was frustrated, his legs were bent and squatting, and his hands were left and right and he held the long sword together, posing a sprinting posture.

Mr. Qingzhu smiled slightly, and said, "This is Old Ji Futuo--Zhi Is It a Thousand Miles?"

Ye Wusheng listened to the fact that he could tell the name of his move, and with a dark feeling in his heart, he immediately changed his posture, straightened his waist, bent his left foot, and raised his long sword high to point at the other party as a throw.

The eyes, as well as the whole body, are full of exuberant murderous energy.

Mr. Qingzhu smiled again: "This is 'Hidden Dragon Waiting', the next move should be 'See the Sun in the Clouds', right?"

Ye Wuxian's heart was greatly shocked, and he was shocked: "How do you know the name of our Tantric Sword Technique?"

Mr. Qingzhu said, "When Master Ling entered the Central Plains, of all the masters he met, only I was able to support him for a day and a night, so after we divided the highs and lows, Master Ling did not take me as superficial, talked about wine, and talked with me about the martial arts of various sects in the world for three days, and naturally he also proposed his own sword method to explain to me, so I had a little understanding of the Tantric Sword Method."

Ye Wuxian couldn't help but frown and feel a dilemma.

The opponent in front of him, not only has he confirmed his martial arts with his master, but he can support him for a day and night, his martial arts are high, he is not in the word, the so-called confidant knows that the other side has won hundreds of battles, and now the situation is that the other party has a considerable understanding of the Tantric sword method, but he has no understanding of his martial arts, after this battle, do you still have a chance to win?

He pondered for a moment, and finally got the answer: it is difficult to win!

So he immediately changed his attitude, put away his sword, and said, "Since your excellency is an old family teacher, it is inconvenient for you to fight with you under the circumstances, so you have resigned." Hold your fist and walk away.

Mr. Qingzhu said, "Wait a minute, I still have something to say."

But Ye Wuxian did not hear it, and flew by in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, he had disappeared into the darkness before dawn.

Mr. Qingzhu seemed to be very uneasy, and turned back to the nameless master: "Master, do you want to chase him back?"

The Nameless Master said, "What are you doing chasing him back for?"

Mr. Qingzhu pointed to Xing Xuemei, who was injured on the ground, and said softly, "She wants me to regain the name list for her, if I don't do this for her, she..."

The Nameless Master said, "She won't marry you, will she?"

The Nameless Master said, "Alas! You can see everything, but the emotion is difficult to break. ”

Mr. Qingzhu glared at him and said, "I am not a monk, so why can't I take a wife?"

He paused for a moment and then said, "Besides, according to what she said, the list of names on Ye Wuming's body is related to the lives and deaths of hundreds of people, and although I am only asking about world affairs, since this matter has come to me, how can I ignore it?"

The Nameless Master said, "Makes sense, then you don't want to chase it yet."

Mr. Qingzhu said, "Well, you take care of her for me, and I'll go and retrieve the name book."

With that, he leapt forward, suddenly like a whimsical move, and chased after Ye Wuxing in the direction where he had fled.

……

　　* The Nameless Master walked over to Xing Xuemei, crouched down to look closely, saw that she was unconscious, knew that she was injured in the pylorus, and immediately took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into her mouth.

His pill is the Shaolin Sect's secret "Life Renewal Divine Dan", which is a kind of holy medicine for the treatment of internal injuries, which melts in the mouth and has a surprisingly fast effect, so it is not Xiao Cup Tea Kung Fu, Xing Xuemei woke up slowly under a soft cry.

As soon as her sanity was restored, she wanted to sit up, but the Nameless Master stopped her, "Lady Xing, slow down, you are injured in the pyloric gate, although you have taken the poor monk's life-sustaining divine dan, you still need to massage it."

Xing Xuemei listened and then lay down, rolled her eyes to look left and right, and asked, "What about him?"

The Nameless Master said, "But you are asking Mr. Qingzhu?"

Xing Xuemei said, "No, I'm already disheartened by him, I'm asking about Ye Wusheng."

The Nameless Master said, "He's gone."

Xing Xuemei said, "Did the master save me?"

The Nameless Master said, "No, it was Mr. Qingzhu who saved you."

Xing Xuemei said suspiciously, "He defeated Ye Wusheng?"

The Nameless Master said, "Yes or no."

Xing Xuemei said confusedly, "What do you mean by that?"

The Nameless Master said, "Ye Wuming was scared away by him, and he left without fighting." Tell her the details now.

Xing Xuemei sighed in relief and said, "I already knew that only he could defeat Ye Wusheng, but the hateful thing is that he is too afraid of things and presumes himself to be high..."

The nameless master said, "It is a fact that Mr. Qingzhu is indifferent, but he is not afraid of things, and if the woman can understand his personality, she will get along well."

Xing Xuemei said, "Does the master want me to accommodate him?"

The Nameless Master smiled awkwardly.

Xing Xuemei said, "How long has he been chasing?"

The Nameless Master said, "A moment soon."

Xing Xuemei said, "If he can kill Ye Wusheng and regain the name book, I will wish..."

The nameless master said, "Although the old monk is a Buddhist person, he is not a person who is stubborn, and he also knows that if men and women love each other, they should not be conditional."

Xing Xuemei said impressively, "I also understand the reasoning, but what I asked him for was not a private matter, and killing Ye without a life to regain the name list should be a chivalrous act and an unshirkable matter."

The Nameless Master said, "Yes, so he has caught up."

Xing Xuemei said, "Does the master think he can catch up?"

The nameless master said, "I don't know, but the poor monk thinks that whether he can catch up with you is a secondary matter."

Xing Xuemei said, "How can it be said to be a secondary matter?"

The Nameless Master said, "He has already done as the woman asked, isn't that what it is?"

Xing Xuemei said, "No, he must at least regain the name book to prove..."

The Nameless Master said, "That's too much for him."

Xing Xuemei said, "Not much, these are all things he can do."

The Nameless Master Zheng Se said, "The poor monk may as well say bluntly that once Mr. Qingzhu makes a move with Ye Wusheng, he has no chance of winning."

Xing Xuemei was stunned and said, "No chance of winning?"

The Nameless Master bowed his head and said, "Yes, Mr. Fang Cai Qingzhu told Ye Wuming that he had verified his martial arts with his master and fought for a day and night before losing a move.

Xing Xuemei said, "Oh?"

The Nameless Master said, "When Ye Wuming heard that Mr. Qingzhu had been fighting with his teacher for a day and night, he was afraid and did not dare to do anything, in fact, if he really wanted to fight, Mr. Qingzhu might not be able to win, because the Tantric Sword Technique was so powerful, so far, he had not heard of anyone who could compete with him, not to mention that Mr. Qingzhu had already abandoned his skills for ten years, so it would be difficult to win."

Xing Xuemei let out an "Oh" and was quite surprised.

The Nameless Master continued, "These things were told to the poor monk by Mr. Qingzhu after seeing ye Wusheng's origins, and he said that he intended to scare Ye Wusheng, and if he didn't fall down, just like that, he loved the female heroine very deeply and was willing to fight with her to the death."

Xing Xuemei was greatly touched to hear this, and couldn't help but burst into tears: "So, I blamed him for being wrong."

The Nameless Master said, "The heroine doesn't have to feel guilty about this, and if he fails to regain the name list, you can no longer blame him."

Xing Xuemei nodded as she shed tears, "I don't blame him, as long as he tries his best."

She suddenly said, "Master, would you like to rush to see if he is invincible, or help him?"

The nameless master said, "The old monk has this intention, so I will first help you to rest on the pavilion."

He helped her up to the pavilion, made her lie on it, and set off.

Soon, the sky had broken, and a fish belly appeared in the east.

After Xing Xuemei was helped to the pavilion, she tried to massage the injured pyloric hole on her own, and after some massage and pranayama, she felt much better, and when she got up and sat against the pavilion pillar, her eyes fell in the direction where the nameless master rushed to go, anxiously waiting.

Left and right, still not coming back, can't help but be shocked, almost fainted, hurriedly rushed to Qingzhu, stumbled to his knees, and trembled: "Qingshan, Qingshan, how are you?"

In an instant, the Nameless Master had already run to her with Mr. Qingzhu on his back, and she looked pale and asked urgently, "He..."

The Nameless Master said solemnly, "He is seriously injured."

He put Mr. Qingzhu on his back and gently lowered him.

Only then did she see clearly that Mr. Qingzhu was injured, it turned out that he was injured in the chest, and there was a wound of four inches on the right chest, the skin and flesh were turned over, and the blood had stained the entire chest.

However, Mr. Qingzhu's sanity was still very clear, and when he saw Xing Xuemei's face full of horror, he comforted: "Don't be afraid, Xuemei, I will not die..."

The Nameless Master hurriedly took out the "Divine Dan of Continued Life" from his arms, sent one into his mouth, turned to Xing Xuemei and asked, "Do you have a knife wound medicine on you?"

Xing Xuemei replied, "Yes." He quickly took out the Golden Creation Medicine and handed it to the Unknown Master.

The Unknown Master then applied the Golden Creation Medicine to Mr. Qingzhu's wound, then untied his belt and bandaged Mr. Qingzhu's chest tightly.

After the first aid was completed, the Nameless Master breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Well, fortunately, it did not hurt the internal organs, and in a few days the wound will be healed."

Xing Xuemei burst into tears and cried, "Qingshan, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you."

Mr. Qingzhu looked very relaxed, smiled, and said, "It's okay, I'm sorry for you, I didn't get my name back..."

Xing Xuemei said, "It doesn't matter, I know you've tried your best, that's enough."

Mr. Qingzhu said, "Unfortunately, the master went too late, otherwise he would have taken it back."

Xing Xuemei said, "Oh! You hit him?"

Mr. Qingzhu said, "When I caught up with him, I asked him to hand over his name book, but he didn't allow it, so we moved our hands, blessing me for the fact that I had been immersed in pastoral life for the past few years and abandoned my skills, so that we had fought nearly a hundred moves and still had no victory or defeat, so I decided to take a risk and win, but I was self-defeating, but I was hit by a sword, but he also did not please, he slapped me, he should not be lightly injured, and he should vomit blood."

Xing Xuemei asked urgently, "Later?"

Mr. Qingzhu said, "He escaped, and I was not lightly injured, so I can't chase after him."

Xing Xuemei asked urgently, "How far can you see him escaping?"

Mr. Qingzhu said, "I don't know, although my slap hit him and vomited blood, it would not cost him his life, their tantric internal skills are very clever, as long as they find a place to rest and recuperate, they can recover."

Xing Xuemei said slightly disappointedly, "It doesn't matter, as long as you're okay."

The Nameless Master said, "Now that both of you are injured, let's go back to the grass hut first."

Therefore, the two of them helped each other to walk back to the grass house, and Mr. Qingzhu was bleeding too much and his physical strength was like a lack of strength, so he went back to the house and went to bed to lie down and recuperate.

　　Xing Xuemei's injury was no longer a big problem after taking the "Divine Dan of Continuing Life", and after self-massage and pranayama, she waited for Mr. Qingzhu in the room, changed his blood clothes for him, wiped the blood stains, and took good care of him, like a loving couple.

The Nameless Master knew they had something to say and was very clever to avoid.

Xing Xuemei asked with concern, "The wound is very painful, isn't it?"

Mr. Qingzhu smiled and said, "There is a point, but it doesn't matter, what about you?"

Xing Xuemei said, "I'm fine."

Mr. Qingzhu reached out and took her hand, and said with a relieved face, "Xuemei, how many years are we late?"

Xing Xuemei said, "Yes, but it doesn't matter, come to Fang Chang, I... We still have time, and when you're healed, we'll be married. ”

Mr. Qingzhu's face turned red with excitement, "This is what I dreamed of, I... alas? I thought there was no hope in this life?"

Xing Xuemei apologized and said with affection: "I am not good, I am too willful."

Mr. Qingzhu said, "No, I'm not right, I'm too depressed, when I'm well, I'll leave here with you, and we'll go into the rivers and lakes together and do something meaningful."

Xing Xuemei said, "Good!"

The two were having a pleasant conversation when they overheard the Nameless Master outside the room saying, "Lady Xing, there is a guest coming."

Xing Xuemei was taken aback and stood up busily, "Who?"

The nameless master said, "A man and a woman, they want to see you by name."

　Xing Xuemei frowned suspiciously, and whispered to Mr. Qingzhu, "You lie down and don't move, wait for me to go out and have a look."

Mr. Qingzhu stood up and said, "No, I'll go out with you to see."

Xing Xuemei saw that he had a resolute attitude, so she had to help him get out of bed and walk out of the room together.

When the Nameless Master saw them coming out, he said, "They are outside, they look invincible, they may be friends."

Xing Xuemei nodded in understanding and said, "By the way, before I came here, the people who told us their whereabouts thought they had come to support."

The three of them came out of the grass hut and walked to the outside of the bamboo fence to take a look, and Xing Xuemei suddenly said with surprise and joy: "Qin girl, it's you!"

It turned out that the men and women standing outside the door were Qin Qing and Qu Baoyu.

Of course, Xing Xuemei also recognized Qu Baoyu, and she was surprised: "Qu Baoyu, you..."

Qin Qing smiled, "Sister Xing, allow me to introduce you..."

She pointed at Qu Baoyu, and Chunfeng smiled with a smile: "This person who was once scolded to the point of dog bloodshed..."

Qu Baoyu said busily, "Lady Xing, I have offended a lot in the abandoned garden that day, and I would like to express my greatest apologies."

The Nameless Master suddenly said, "Are you Qu Baoyu, the young hero who solved the zombie case five years ago?"

Qu Baoyu said, "It is the junior, what is the name of the master?"

The nameless master said, "The poor monk has no name."

When Qu Baoyu heard this, he immediately said, "It turned out to be the Shaolin seniors, and the juniors were disrespectful."

The nameless master laughed and said, "The elders did not dare, I once heard the unrepentant master and disciple talk about the deeds of the young hero, when it was fast and popular, the young hero had courage and strategy, people clapped their hands and praised, just now when I heard Xing Nüxia mention the name of the young hero, I remembered the young hero five years ago."

Qin Qing and the three of them listened to their conversation and were stunned.

Qin Qing said, "It turns out that you have known each other for a long time, what is the matter?" How did I not know?" 　

The Nameless Master immediately told the story of Ling Bu, the leader of the Hanshan Sect, who had been relayed to him by his unrepentant disciple, pretending to be a ghost, and the scourge of the crowd wanted to dominate the martial forest, and Qu Baoyu's cleverness and bravery to break the zombies, so that Xing Xuemei had a better understanding of Qu Baoyu and eased their hostility towards him.

The nameless master added, "There are many heroes in the rivers and lakes, and a new generation replaces the old, and I should have quit at this age."

Qu Baoyu said, "We still need the guidance of our predecessors."

Xing Xuemei sighed and said, "You are late, if only you had come an hour earlier."

Qin Qing asked, "That leaf ran away without a life."

Xing Xuemei said, "Yes, it's really hard to say..."

She also introduced Mr. Qingzhu to the two of them, and after the two sides gave greetings, they entered the grass hut together and sat down, and she told everything about what had happened.

After Qin Qing listened to her narration, he immediately turned to Qu Baoyu and said, "Since he has suffered internal injuries, he must not have escaped far, and we may still be able to catch up with him, what do you think?"

Qu Baoyu nodded, "Yes, but we must ask the master to lead us to the place where he was injured, so that we can follow the blood trail."

The nameless master said, "The poor monk is very happy to take you there, but Mr. Qingzhu said that although he was injured internally, he still had the strength to do it again."

The implication was that they were worried that Qu and Qin would not be able to clean up Ye Wusheng, and if they didn't get it right, they would take their lives.

Mr. Qingzhu also did not know the details of Qu Baoyu, and continued: "Yes, that boy still has the strength to do it, the two of you had better not take risks, and wait until I am healed..."

Xing Xuemei knew Qu Baoyu's ability and interrupted him, "Qingshan, you don't know much about this Qu brother, he has enough ability to clean up that boy."

Mr. Qingzhu shook his head, "No, I'm not afraid that Brother Qu will be angry when he hears it, that boy is a descendant of the tantric master Mu Tuo, the tantric sword technique is incomparably powerful, as far as I know, none of our Central Plains martial arts can be as long or short as one, so..."

Qin Qing smiled and said, "There is a strong hand among the strong, and there is a mountain that is still high, and I don't believe that no one can take care of him."

Mr. Qingzhu said, "I am not pretending to be alarmist, that boy's sword technique is indeed very powerful, and the two are definitely not his enemies."

Qu Baoyu smiled slightly, and said, "Did the seniors say that there is no sword method in the whole world that can beat the Tantric Sword Method?"

Mr. Qingzhu said, "Yes!"

The Nameless Master said, "Not necessarily, the poor monk heard that there is a martial artist whose sword technique is also very powerful, and may not be under the Tantric Sword Technique."

Mr. Qingzhu said, "Who?"

The Nameless Master said, "Sword Emperor Yang Shun."

Mr. Qingzhu froze and said, "How come I haven't heard of this person?"

The nameless master said, "This Mr. Yang has always seen the head and the end of the dragon, and the game is dusty, and rarely appears on the rivers and lakes, so there are very few people who can know him in the rivers and lakes, and you Mr. Qingzhu have left this Green Bamboo Terrace for three hundred and sixty-five days a year, so it is not surprising that you are not clear."

Mr. Qingzhu smiled dumbly and said, "Yes, the person who lives in my mountain residence is indeed a lonely and unheard of person, so what kind of person is this Sword Emperor you are talking about?"

The nameless master said, "The poor monk once heard of humanity, and it is said that the sword technique of the Sword Emperor has been cultivated to the realm of divinity, especially the Seven Absolute Sword Techniques, which are even more proud of the martial forest, and as soon as the sword is sheathed, it can use the sword qi to take the first rank of a person beyond a hundred steps."

Mr. Qingzhu was moved: "If this is the case, this man's sword technique can indeed be as long as the Tantric Sword Technique, do you know how to find him?"

The Nameless Master said, "That's not clear."

Qu Baoyu said, "The ancestor of the Sword Emperor traveled all over the world and had no place to live, which was not something that ordinary people could find."

The Nameless Master said, "How did Qu Shaoxia know?"

Qu Baoyu said, "Because I am his disciple of the Mountain Harvester."

The Nameless Master looked stunned and said, "Ah! The young hero was actually a descendant of the Sword Emperor, and that was not good. With that, he jumped up and said, "Go, I'll lead the two of you forward, if you can catch up, the young man will be able to regain the name book." ”

At two o'clock, the Nameless Master had led Qu and Qin to a mountain ridge on the west side of Qingzhu Mountain.

The Nameless Master pointed to a blood stain on the ground and said, "It is here that the poor monk saw Mr. Qingzhu, and this is a blood stain, there is the blood of Mr. Qingzhu, and there is also the blood of Ye Wuxian."

Qu Baoyu asked, "When the master arrived, he was already gone?"

The Nameless Master nodded, "Yes, at that time, the poor monk originally wanted to catch up, but he was afraid that Mr. Qingzhu was bleeding too much, so he had to give up pursuing the enemy and save people first."

Qu Baoyu took a few steps forward and found that there were a few drops of blood on the ground, so he crouched down and looked at it, saying, "This is probably the blood that Ye Wufeng shed, and depending on the situation, he may still be in this mountain."

Qin Qing said, "Yes, he was slapped by Mr. Qingzhu and vomited blood, obviously the internal injuries are not light, a person who has suffered internal injuries does not dare to continue running, he will definitely find a secluded place to treat the internal injuries."

Qu Baoyu nodded, stood up, and said, "I'll look for it according to the blood stains, and the master will please come back."

The Nameless Master said, "Well, Both Mr. Qingzhu and Lady Xing are injured, and the poor monk still goes back to accompany them, if the two fail to find Ye Wuxian, will they go back to the grass house to meet Lady Xing?"

Qu Baoyu said, "No, Ye Wuming has already stated that he will go to the Tianxiang Restaurant in Jinan Province to wait for the Silver Dragon Hero, and if I can't find him, I have decided to go to Jinan to meet him for a while."

The nameless master bowed his head and returned to Mr. Qingzhu's residence alone. 　　　

When Qu Baoyu saw him leaving, he immediately said to Qin Qing, "Have you ever hunted?"

Qin Qing said, "No."

Qu Baoyu said, "When I was practicing martial arts with my master in the mountains, I often hunted."

Qin Qing smiled charmingly and said, "So what?"

Qu Baoyu said, "Because I often hunt, I know the habits of animals and can often guess where they are hiding."

Qin Qing said, "But today your object is a human being, not an animal."

Qu Baoyu said, "It is easier to find people than animals, and the so-called people have the same heart and the same heart!"

Qin Qing said, "Well, don't blow it, I won't serve you until I find him."

Qu Baoyu raised his eyes and looked around, then pointed to the north and said, "I judge that he may flee to this side, let's go!"

So the two headed north.

Sure enough, only a dozen steps out, I found a mouthful of blood on the ground.

Qin Qing said happily, "You are indeed very clever."

Qu Baoyu continued to walk forward, and found several blood stains along the way, but when he reached a forest, the blood stains were interrupted, and he looked around again, smiled, and said, "Do you guess where he fled?"

Qin Qing said, "You must have fled into the woods."

Qu Baoyu shook his head, "No."

Qin Qing doubted, "Isn't that right?"

Qu Baoyu said, "He expected someone to chase him, and when he arrived here, he would definitely think that he had escaped into the forest, so he would do the opposite."

He raised his hand and pointed to a rocky ravine to the west, and said, "Let's go there and look for it."

The two men turned to the ravine.

The ravine is about 6 or 7 meters wide, the right side is the hillside and woods, the left is a very treacherous cliff, and the water on the ravine is babbling between the rocks, and the scenery is very charming.

As soon as Qin Qing walked into the ravine, he expressed doubt, "It seems that this ravine is not a hiding place?"

Qu Baoyu said, "Look for it and then talk about it."

The two men jumped on the rocks, all the way in, into the touch of about half a mile, the ravine bends to the southwest, the forest on the right is more dense and green, and the cliff on the left is more steep.

Qu Baoyu flashed a pair of sharp eyes, and carefully searched the cliff on the left, he judged that Ye Wusheng was here, and it must be on the left cliff rather than in the forest on the right.

On the steep cliffs, there are layers of rock pieces, and their shape is quite like a thousand screens standing on it, which is a spectacle.

The two of them went deeper for about tens of meters, and Qu Baoyu suddenly stopped next to a boulder on a ravine, with a smile on his face, and said, "I have found him."

Qin Qing shook his head and looked around, "Where?"

Qu Baoyu pointed to the boulder and said, "Look, there is blood on this stone."

On the boulder, there was a mouthful of blood.

Qin Qing's expression was shocked, "Great, he is indeed hiding in this ravine!"

Qu Baoyu's gaze fell from top to bottom, throwing himself at the cliff, "He may be right on it."

Qin Qing whispered, "Hiding behind those rocks?"

Qu Baoyu nodded, "Well, I'll go up."

After saying that, jump up, fly up the cliff, and then fly up the mountain section by section.

Climbing up the cliff about thirty meters high, he shouted at another rock shaped like a dragon head on a rock bench in front of him, "Ye Wusheng, are you inside?"

Sure enough, someone behind the rock replied, "Who are you?"

Qu Baoyu said, "Qu Baoyu."