"Master Niu, please do me a favor. Can I postpone the rent for two more days?"
"No, I gave you a chance before. The boss has said that if I can't collect enough rent anymore, I will have to pay for it with my own property."
"No, Master Niu, you can't take this heavenly pot. If we lose it, our shop won't be able to make wine, and the whole family will starve to death!"
"Please Master Niu, please let my family live!"
"Uncle Niu, please let us go."
'thump!'
Looking at the middle-aged shopkeeper, his mother-in-law, and his child who knelt down in front of him and begged, the one-armed man was silent for a moment.
"That's all, I have almost nothing anyway, so just worry about these things!"
The one-armed man smiled bitterly, turned around and wanted to leave.
"Thank you, Mr. Niu, this is the wine for you!"
The one-armed man casually took a wine gourd and drank wantonly on the street.
He was wearing the iconic red robe of the Taiyun bandit, holding a cheap simple knife, and had a black birthmark the size of an egg on the left side of his face. His face looked quite ferocious.
It was Niu Cong, the former leader of the Flying Snake Hall of the Golden Tiger Gang, who was now reduced to collecting fees on the streets. It seemed that he was not doing well among the Taiyun Mountain bandits.
He then walked to other shops on the street.
"Master Niu, the recent recession is really bad. Can I pay you half first?"
"We can't go on any longer and are preparing to leave today. Whatever you like, Mr. Niu, just take it away."
"Didn't you just pay it last month? Why do you still have to pay it now? These damn bandits!"
Niu Cong shook his head while collecting the rent, with a sad expression on his face.
He didn't want to do these things, but he had no choice, everyone was forced to make a living.
When I was about to leave the street, I suddenly heard a young cake seller shout:
"Master Niu, why don't you go to the Central Plains? Didn't the Golden Tiger Gang move there? I heard that the Central Plains has changed, but I don't know what the situation is like now."
Niu Cong was stunned when he heard this.
The southeast is too peaceful, and the Taiyun Mountain bandits strictly restrict everyone's communication to prevent them from inquiring about the Central Plains. Even the Jiezhi Building was forced to close its doors.
He didn't quite know what the Central Plains was like now, and his eyes were completely dark.
If the Golden Tiger Gang gains a foothold, will old people like them still be remembered?
The Central Plains was so far away, and the Taiyun bandits were so powerful, so he could only think wildly in the dead of night.
Niu Cong came to a large house in the city. There were five or six big men with big muscles and round waists guarding the door.
This place was renovated from the former Wu Daguan family, and now it has become a den of Taiyun Mountain bandits in Jiangcheng.
He carried a gray bundle, straightened his face, and strode in.
What came oncoming was a commotion.
Sitting beside a red square table in the yard were four big men playing Pai Gow.
On each person's body sat a voluptuous woman, surrounded by a group of people standing and watching, with cheers and wanton laughter ringing out from time to time.
"Master Hu, the rent from Changfeng Street has been collected."
At this time, an inappropriate voice joined in, causing everyone to frown.
Sitting facing the door was a tall man with a white face and thick eyebrows, wearing a green brocade suit that was different from others. He also looked in the direction of the sound with displeasure.
When he saw the person coming, he couldn't help but sneer: "Isn't this our Lord Niu?"
A tall and thin man behind him walked towards Niu Cong and roughly pulled the bundle from his hand.
But the baggage was not tied tightly, the hole opened, and things fell out all over the floor.
"Look, what are these?" the tall and thin man shouted loudly, "There are only a few silver coins, a lot of copper coins, and iron bowls and copper bowls. Do you think we are beggars?"
"I said, old cow, you are really becoming more and more useless. Have you lived like a dog for so many years?"
"Lao Niu is a living Bodhisattva. He would rather use his belongings to help those untouchables!"
"Hey, don't laugh at Lao Niu. I heard that all the concubines he had have run away, leaving only one old wife who is looking after the house."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Everyone laughed, but Mr. Hu just looked at Niu Cong indifferently and continued to play his Pai Gow.
Niu Cong, who looked dull, breathed a sigh of relief and felt that he should be able to get through this time.
He walked out of this courtyard, which made him feel out of place.
There is still a feeling of depression in my heart that cannot be resolved.
The more Niu Cong thought about it, the more bored he became. He opened the wine gourd and drank freely, then returned home drunk.
At this time, he smelled the aroma of wine and meat coming from the crack in the door.
"Are there guests at home?"
With this thought of being lost in the lake, Niu Cong opened the door of the house.
Then he saw a familiar figure he had only seen in dreams, sitting at the wooden table in the hall.
He rubbed his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating.
But when he saw the other party, he smiled and said, "Master Niu, long time no see."
"Gang, gang leader..." Niu Cong said blankly.
When he saw the other party, he continued: "This time, whether you agree or not, you will go back to the Central Plains with me. I have reserved a place for you in the gang."
Hearing this, Niu Cong couldn't hold back anymore, tears couldn't stop flowing and he couldn't speak.
After a while.
Liu Mang continued: "If there are any other old brothers in the gang, let them prepare and go to the Central Plains with me in a few days."
"Will the Taiyun Bandits stop them?" Niu Cong asked worriedly.
Although Liu Mang is powerful, can only one person fight against the Taiyun bandits who are outnumbered?
"Soon, there will be no more Taiyun Mountain bandits." Liu Mang said with a smile.
His eyes looked into the distance, as if he saw Taiyun Mountain through the many courtyard walls.
Taiyun Mountain.
Outside the palace on the highest peak, there are hundreds of red-clad bandits patrolling around, and the defense is very tight.
The auras of the several leaders leading the team were extremely powerful, and they had all reached the peak of the fifth level.
There is a person wearing a black robe, with his head hidden in the shadow of the robe, making it difficult to see his exact appearance. He is the leader of Black Wind Village, the ghost leader Yama.
This man is as short as a child, but his face is extremely vicious, and his eyes are glowing green like poisonous snakes. He is the heart-eating boy who is the head of Taiyuan Village.
A man's upper body was covered with ferocious black scars like walking centipedes. He was holding two strange large black millstones. It was Banshan Taisui, the leader of Lingyun Village.
The last person was a woman, wearing a spotted leopard skin coat that highlighted her figure. Although she looked about thirty years old, she still had charm.
He is holding a somewhat illusory purple whip, with a bit of blurry brilliance rippling in the air. He is the leader of Huangquanzhai, Guhun.
The heads of the dignified Bandits of the Eighteenth Route could only patrol outside the palace.
Simply because the person living in this palace is the leader of all bandits and the co-owner of the seven southeastern cities - the Mountain Lord.
"I wonder if the Mountain Master has succeeded?" the Heart-Eating Boy screamed.
"It should be soon. If the mountain master can enter the Grand Master, that person will have no control over our place." Ghost Head Yama said in a hoarse voice.
"Oh? You are all so afraid of Liu Mang that you don't even dare to say his name?" She said with a charming smile, making everyone look at him angrily.
"Am I afraid of him? Humph! If he stood in front of me, I would..." Bishan Taisui was halfway through his words, but he couldn't continue.
He looked forward with a pale face, where a tall young man appeared silently.
The young man didn't even look at them, he just walked slowly towards the palace.
Several people couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, but soon they found that they couldn't move.
Except for seduction.
A hole as thin as a finger suddenly appeared in the hearts of several other heads, with gurgling blood constantly coming out of it.
Several powerful bandit leaders in the southeast did not have a chance to take action, so they died in Liu Mang's hands so easily.
At the same time, a voice reached the frightened Gouhun ears: "Stop being a bandit. There is no future. Come to the mall when you have time."
Gouhun looked at the young man walking towards the palace, and couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that he had left behind a good deed.
The other ignorant men who wanted to stop Liu Mang rushed up one by one, and then fell down silently.
Such a sight soon frightened them out of their wits, and they all ran away.
The surroundings of the huge palace on the top of the mountain suddenly became deserted.
Liu Mang walked into the palace and walked straight to the deepest part, where a tall old man wearing a golden mask was waiting for him.
"You finally came."
The old man was dressed in black black clothes, his hair was whiter than snow, and his skin was as tender and rosy as a baby's.
His eyes burst out with dazzling divine light, his aura surged to the sky, and a terrifying aura filled the surrounding area.
If ordinary people saw it, they would probably be trembling and speechless.
Unfortunately, he was facing Liu Mang, one of the most powerful masters in the history of this world.
"Breakthrough?" Liu Mang looked at the mountain master, his face a little surprised, and then shook his head and said, "No, no, the breath is incomplete. You should have used some special method to force a breakthrough, the way forward is blocked, just drink poison to quench your thirst.
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The mountain owner said sadly: "Without the present, how can we talk about the future?"
"Unfortunately, it is still useless."
Liu Mang flicked his finger.
A finger-thick column of pale yellow Gangqi cut through the sky with a 'squeak' sound.
Wherever he passed, the void seemed to be undulating, roaring, and crying.
The mountain master roared loudly, and his green energy shot up into the sky at this moment.
It transformed into a giant dragon of true energy that was fifty or sixty feet long. Its appearance was crystal clear and looked like it was made of jade. The dragon's head had ferocious eyes and it rushed towards Liu Mang with its teeth and claws bared!
The Gangqi pillar collided with the giant Zhenqi dragon!
The giant dragon of true energy was torn into pieces, while the pillar of astral energy was only dim for a moment, and continued to charge towards the mountain master without losing its momentum.
The mountain master pushed forward with both hands, and a rich blue infuriating barrier formed again, blocking in front of him.
boom!
The zhenqi barrier and Gangqi eliminated each other's losses, and the mountain master's body also flew feebly into the sky.
The mask on his face shattered, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.
Even if he tried his best, he could only barely block Liu Mang's casual blow.
But he is also proud that there is no one in this world who can block Liu Mang's attack.
Apart from him, there may never be anyone else.
"Damn it, if you give me a few more years..." the mountain master's tone was full of unwillingness.
"Then you can't beat me." Liu Mang shook his head and told the truth.
The mountain master vomited another mouthful of blood in irritation.
Seeing Liu Mang raise his right hand again, a dazzling light condensed in his palm.
His expression changed drastically, and he said urgently: "I know a magical place, which should be left by the ancient sages who are above the masters!"
"Huh?" Liu Mang became curious, "What's so strange about it?"
"There are treasures everywhere there, and there is also a deep pool that hides secrets!" The mountain owner spoke very quickly, fearing that Liu Mang would do something serious, "The reason why I have been able to cultivate to this level is because of that place.
place."
"Take me there." Liu Mang ordered.
He didn't believe there was any trap that could hurt him.
If there is, that is also a good thing, indicating that it really contains some secrets.
"Can you spare my life?" the mountain owner asked.
"You have no right to bargain." Liu Mang raised his right hand again after speaking.
The mountain owner had no choice but to take him around seven times until he came to a remote area in the back mountain.
There is a strange forest there.
All the trees and grass in the forest are green and red in color.
The further you go inside, the more red parts of the vegetation take up. When you get to the back, almost all the plants are red, which looks quite weird.
Soon, they stopped in front of a pool of water.
The diameter of the pool is only about ten feet, but the color of the water is blood red, as if countless amounts of blood have been poured into it.
Just casually looking at the water pool, it is difficult to look away, and your soul seems to be sucked into it.
Surrounding the pool is a bare open space, with only a dozen plants still alive that are only as high as the knees.
Its main trunk, branches and leaves are all red, and it also bears many translucent red agate-like fruits, which emit a refreshing fragrance. People can tell at a glance that it is a natural treasure.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Liu Mang saw it and reached out to pick a fruit.
When the fruit was touched, the situation suddenly changed, and the surrounding area was instantly enveloped in gray mist.
As soon as the Mountain Master was about to touch the fruit, his figure quickly shot backwards.
At the same time, a burst of wild laughter came: "Liu Mang, Liu Mang, no matter how great your martial arts skills are, you will still enter my trap!
Don’t touch anything here, I’ll see how you die!”
Liu Mang looked at the gray fog around him and couldn't help but frown.
Unexpectedly, he was tricked by the mountain owner, an old and cunning guy.
He walked outside according to his memory, but no matter how he went around, he would end up back at the same place, next to the pool of blood.
Could the exit be in a pool of blood?
Liu Mang tentatively put his finger into the pool of blood.
There was only a "squeak" sound, and the Gang Qi had no protective effect at all, and his index finger was instantly melted.
As soon as I clicked the plus sign on the property bar, my fingers quickly grew again.
Although he seemed to be in a dead end, Liu Mang didn't panic at all.
Since the mountain owner knows the special features here, it means that he himself or his ancestors have encountered this situation before.
Since they can come out, then I can come out too.
He calmed down and started to listen carefully.
Listening has helped Liu Mang survive several crises, and it can help him hear the sounds of blood and other sounds that are difficult for human ears to touch, but it is completely ineffective here.
The gray mist in front of me is indeed magical, and it is definitely a method superior to that of a master.
Thinking of this, Liu Mang started to use other methods.
After experiencing the martial arts taught by nearly a hundred masters in the dungeons of the Snowy Mountains, he can now be said to be proficient in any martial arts in the world.
"The Eyes of Breaking the Illusion rotates, and the yellow infuriating energy in the body instantly turns into another kind of white infuriating energy.
Injected into the eyes, two white lights shot out and stayed for a long time.
Through the gray fog, I want to see clearly what is behind.
"Lingxi Tingjue started to operate, and an invisible special wave filled the left ear and shot out in all directions.
The right ear is working hard to receive the waves reflected back from obstacles, so as to judge its own position.
"The Heavenly Nose Technique is operating, and all the smells around him, such as the smell of blood, vegetation, the fragrance of earth, and even the smell of different gases in the air, all enter his nasal cavity and flash in his mind.
As well as "Eighteen Touch Skills," "Inspiration **..."
Practice these exercises one by one.
Finally, Liu Mang discovered that Lingxi Listening was the most effective method, as it could vaguely determine the correct direction.
Liu Mang stopped while walking and continued to conduct detailed analysis.
It took about an hour, but I finally came out of the layers of fog.
He looked back at the gray fog and felt that if there was some free time in the back, he could come over and explore it again.
At the same time, sensing the aura left by the mountain master, his figure instantly disappeared from where he was.