Chapter 43: Baitou Mountain Sad Valley

In the afternoon, by Xuanwu Lake, Yang Guan sat on a smooth stone slab and explained the key points of cultivation to his fellow brothers. Everyone used to give guidance to Sun Yu, but now Sun Yu is gone, it is only Yang Guan's turn.

"Junior Brother Bai, how are you practicing Zixia's magical skills?" Yang Guan asked Bai Su at last.

"Oh, the first level has been trained, and all the internal energy has been transformed into Zixia's internal energy," Bai Su replied, and then he wanted to say something.

"If you have anything, just say it. Our brothers are not outsiders." Yang Guan said with a light smile.

"Senior brother, I have always wanted to ask you, where did the martial arts you passed on to us come from? There should be no such martial arts in the sect," Bai Su felt relieved and asked with a relaxed voice.

After scanning his eyes, the other people looked curious, pondered for a moment, thinking about what to say, and then said calmly: "You just practice the martial arts I passed on to you, and there will be no hidden dangers. These martial arts are used as foundation-building techniques for becoming the Wuzong, so where did they come from."

As he said that, he paused, and saw everyone looking at him curiously, smiled mysteriously and whispered to everyone: "This is the biggest secret involving this sect. Only the heads of all generations can know it, so I won't tell you, hehe."

"Senior brother is so bad, ya!" Ye Ling was disappointed and rushed over, pulling his clothes, biting Xiao Bei's teeth and looking at him angrily.

"Hahaha!" Yang Guan laughed loudly, "Who told you to be so curious? Haha, okay, you all go back, practice so hard, don't be so playful." As he said that, he gently flicked Ye Ling's white and tender little face and said with a smile, "You are talking about you, go and practice swords!"

Ye Ling left dissatisfied and muttered, and everyone left.

Bai Su walked a few steps, turned around and came back with a bitter face, "Senior Brother, there is no money in the door! The food is almost over."

"Uh, I have no money?" Yang Guan said in surprise.

"Well, when the master was alive, he often went to the mountains to pick herbs or hunted wild animals for silver, but when the master passed away, he naturally lost his income," Bai Su explained.

Upon hearing this, Yang Guan frowned and had a headache. He was speechless to Sun Yu. A dignified leader actually made a living by hunting. No wonder Wuzong was so declining.

"Didn't the little thieves I killed last time searched hundreds of taels of silver and used up?" Yang Guan asked.

"No, didn't you say you left it for repairing the hall, so I kept it."

"Well, take it first and use it. I'll find a way to find the rest." Yang Guan nodded.

Bai Su left, Yang Guan sat alone on the stone slab, cursing in his heart. If he had known that Wu Zong was so short of money, he should have taken the opportunity to make a fortune when he sneaked into Tianyang Gate that day.

The next day, Yang Guan walked towards the Nanhuang Mountain with a wooden box on his back. When Wu Zong was in poverty, even the leader of him had to go to the mountains to hunt and maintain the cost.

Last night, he carefully learned about the property of Wuzong, and felt a lot of cold. In addition to the temple on the top of the mountain, Wuzong was barely considered as Wuzong. There was no land, shops, and nothing, so Yang Guan could only go to the mountain to hunt, but he was extremely expecting that the Qiankun Pearl would open up space and make a huge sum of money from other worlds to improve the food.

In the earthly world, the wild beasts have strong qi and blood, infinite power, and are extremely fierce. Although they have not activated their wisdom, they also have some wisdom. Generally, masters of Qi training may not be able to take it. Eating their flesh and blood can strengthen the qi and blood, strength, and are beneficial to foundation building and body training, as well as qi training. Therefore, the price of wild beasts is not low, and people often hunt and sell it.

"Swishy!"

The dense leaves sway in the wind, sprinkling a little sunshine. Yang Guan walked lightly and silently on the ground. His expression seemed casual, but in fact his eyes were calm and he always paid attention to his surroundings.

"roar!"

A huge roar shook the sky, and a ripples were shaking. The strong wind blew. A huge white tiger suddenly jumped out of the bushes, with bloody mouths spreading, teeth exposed cold light, and eyes staring at Yang Guan, with giant claws like swords, fierce and cold.

His face remained calm, Yang Guan paused, and a white light flashed, and the giant tiger rushed in front of him, a strong smell of blood hitting his face, and he held his breath and punched him out.

"boom!"

The white tiger flew backwards to the ground, and blood kept overflowing from its mouth, and it didn't breathe much. This white tiger was just an ordinary beast. Although it was known as the king of the forest, it was not as fierce as Yang Guangang's punch.

"Hey, lunch is here!" When he stepped forward, Baihu was dead and said with a smile.

The tiger's skin was complete. The fur just now did not hurt the fur, but the force was so strong that it broke the tiger's neck, so it had no strength to struggle to fight back.

Peel, ignite, sprinkle with seasonings, and keep grilling. After half an hour, a fragrance wafts out, and the meat has turned golden, but it is cooked.

He pulled off the tiger's legs and ate it in big mouthfuls, leaving a fragrance on his mouth. After a while, a stream of heat rose in his belly, and the tiger's flesh was nourished. This tiger is the top existence among wild beasts and has begun to condense qi and blood, so he reacted like this.

Pure Yang Wuji Power rotated, and the heat was absorbed, digested, and had enough food and drink. Yang Guan picked up the package and carried the wooden box to move deeper. After more than a day, Yang Guan had poor harvest, so he had to go in a little.

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As the sky gradually became late, a trace of afterglow passed through the vast forest. Yang Guan walked alone in the forest. Suddenly his ear moved and slowly stopped. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. He lifted his breath and leaped over the giant tree, hiding in the dense leaves.

After a moment, several figures came into sight. The leader was hawk-eyed and wolf-eyed, with a big knife behind him. He was tall but light in his steps. He paused and looked around. His voice was low and thick, and he spoke, "Second sister, is this the foot of Baitou Mountain?"

"Hehe, brother, the heart is broken at the foot of Baitou Mountain. There are no sad flowers here. There is no Baitou Mountain. But it is not far away. It is only five or six miles away. You should be able to arrive before dark as soon as you walk faster." A mature beauty walked out, charming and colorful, looking at the man with a smile.

"The second head of the army has been to the sad valley of Baitou Mountain. I think it's a good thing. The master of the army has gone to many masters in Nanyang this time, and even the disciples of the great sect are involved. We have to hurry up." The middle-aged scholar said lightly with his eyes shining.

"Let's go, you must arrive before dark," said the man who must be the leader in a deep voice.

After saying that, he moved his body and set off first. These people moved very quickly. In order to hurry up, they used their light skills, and disappeared into the vast forest in the blink of an eye.

"Swish!"

A figure flashed, and Yang Guan on the tree floated to the ground, looking at the direction where the few people left, all of his thoughts, today he met several such people, and they were rushing on the road like a few people. He didn't care at first. At this moment, listening to the words of several people, he was afraid that something was born in Baitou Mountain, which caused all the rich tourists from all over the world to rush to the world.

"Baitou Mountain, Sad Valley, Sad Flowers! Interesting, haha!" Yang Guan said to himself, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a figure flashed, and he followed.

No matter what the Sad Valley is, it is a good thing after all. How could he not go here this time to make money? Besides, since there are disciples of major sects coming to learn about the martial arts of various sects, they will have a good idea.

The night is getting darker, and a mysterious moon hangs high, emitting a slightly cool white light. At the Baitou Mountain, bonfires are sparsely dotted among the forests, bringing a hint of noise to the cold forest.

On the big tree, Yang Guan was lying on a huge branch, closing his eyes to collect information exposed by everyone's conversation.

"Senior sister, is that sad flower so beautiful?"

"Of course it's so beautiful, but unfortunately the sad flower blooms very briefly. The next moment it blooms, it will wither, making people sad..."

"Master, here is not only the sad flower, but also the sad flower. Is there really a treasure?"

"There is a record in this gate. According to legend, in ancient times, when the Great Zhou destroyed Shang, the Shang Dynasty Cheng Gang advised to kill Daji, but he was ordered by King Zhou to abandon his heart. Bi Gan, who lost his heart, finally died in the downtown area. His seven-orbital heart fell here. The way of heaven is mysterious and time is for good. This mountain is white and the flowers bloom sadly. After endless years, a spiritual root grew in the valley, which bloomed for a hundred years and bear fruit for a hundred years. The fruit is like the seven-orbital orbital fruit, which can wash away the mortal world in the heart, open the soul, and create wisdom. It is very mysterious, so so many people come here to compete for it."
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