When Hu Ye and his group got down to Luding Mountain, the valley had been restored to its old sight after they carefully repaired it.

If it weren't for the knowledgeable person, there would be no way to discover that a fierce battle had occurred in this valley. There were already a group of priceless treasures and dozens of corpses underground.

When we arrived at the bank of the river at the foot of Luding Mountain, Hu Ye and Cheng Lingsu were about to go west and the other was about to go east, and it was time to part.

Before leaving, Hu Ye suddenly said, "Miss Cheng, I'm willing to ask, do you have any matters to deal with around the Mid-Autumn Festival this year?"

Cheng Lingsu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Since my master passed away, I have lived alone by Dongting Lake. On weekdays, I have no important matters except for cultivating some herbs."

Hu Ye said: "If Miss Cheng has time, I want to invite you to watch a big excitement."

Cheng Lingsu heard what he meant, and would come to find him before the Mid-Autumn Festival. He felt inexplicably happy in his heart and asked with a smile: "But I don't know what kind of excitement it is?"

Hu Ye said: "I have received the news that Fu Kang'an, who was the first to be favored in front of Qianlong, has sent many subordinates to send invitations to major martial arts sects, and will hold the "World Masters' Conference" in the capital on the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"I am foolish in my opinion, the court's intentions are nothing more than three. First, to attract warriors from all over the world to use it for their own use; second, to induce everyone to kill each other with fame and fortune; third, to attract anti-Qing forces from all sides to come to Beijing and wipe out.

"No matter what the court's plan is, in short, we must make trouble for what the enemy wants to do. Therefore, I plan to sneak into the 'Tianxia Masters' Conference' on the Mid-Autumn Festival and make some noises when I move."

Cheng Lingsu smiled and said, "It's indeed a big bustle, so it's okay to go and have a look. Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Taoist priest came to a town called "White Horse Temple" by Dongting Lake to look for me."

After saying that, she whispered to her detailed address.

After Hu Ye wrote it down, she took a step back and bowed to Hu Ye first and said, "Just leave here, there will be a date later."

Hu Ye returned the favor with a smile and said, "There will be a date later."

Then the two of them turned around and turned against each other to the east and west sides.

Hu Ye had made arrangements when he came. The two men and horses walking behind prepared ten carriages along the way and hid them at the foot of the mountain. They loaded twenty-four iron boxes and then drove towards the coast.

There was nothing to say along the way, and the group went to the beach to abandon the shore and boarded the boat. The "Flying Dragon Ship" set sail and headed south along the coast.

Although it was a headwind, the sailors on the ship still borrowed enough wind by constantly adjusting the sail angle. Although the "Flying Dragon Ship" needs to travel along the "Z" zigzag route, which makes the range much longer, but ensures the speed of travel.

During the voyage, the "Flying Dragon Ship" took advantage of the night to moor in several hidden ports. There were reliable personnel from the "Tiandihui" waiting for a long time. First, under the arrangement of Hu Ye, the twenty-four boxes of treasures on the ship were transferred out in batches. In the future, they were sold in batches through the "Tiandihui" channel and replaced them with more practical real money or various materials.

That night, the "Flying Dragon Ship" was moored on the coast near Chenghai, Guangdong. After Hu Tan said goodbye to everyone on the ship, he got off the boat alone and used his outstanding light skills. He sneaked into Chenghai City in the darkness and walked all the way to a very old, medium-sized winery, like a fat and light bird, falling lightly in the courtyard of the residential house behind the winery.

As soon as his toes hit the ground, a warning suddenly arose in his heart. He hurriedly used a posture of hiding his head and shrinking his neck to avoid a big hand that fell to his head on the top of his head. At the same time, his right leg was rolled back like a scorpion tail, and his toes stabbed the man's dantian Qihai like a poisonous needle at the tail end. It was cruel, precise, quick and incoherent, and it was unpredictable.

"I'm going to beat you up, you guys, I can't beat you to death!"

The sneak attacker saw Hu Ye counterattack with such a killer move, and couldn't help but be so angry that he blew his beard and glared at him. He whispered and yelled, and his body was like the wind to dodge. The attacking right hand turned into a palm knife and slashed Hu Ye's legs.

Hu Ye closed his feet and rotated his body, and changed his shape and changed his position in the middle of staggering. While avoiding the opponent's attack, his hands evolved into dense and intricate moves and attacked. He laughed in a low voice: "The so-called 'no father and son on the battlefield', and the lions also use all their strength to fight rabbits', this is what you always say, but why do you blame me at this time!"

At this moment, he really put his all-out efforts into his efforts. With one move, he had two unique skills: "Wine Immortal Stepping on the Moon, Drunk Walking on the Trace" and "Drunk Dreaming on the World, Returning to the Eight Methods of Retrieving the Tibetans".

The one who fought with Hu Ye was a man in a long gourd and jacket, looking over 40 years old. His figure was a little rounder than a round and fat gourd. His round belly was like a pot with a buckle, his face was round and his eyes were small, and his mouth was raised. Even though he was angry, he was like a chuckling, which was a bit similar to Hu Ye.

Under Hu Ye's strong and dense attack, this person used a strong and simple and majestic boxing technique. Each punch contained abundant strength, and used attacks to fight Hu Ye's edge. He used only eighteen styles from the beginning to the end to repeatedly perform the boxing technique, and used the endless changes of "Drunk Dream of the Red World, the Eight Methods of Returning to the End", and he was not at all inferior.

Hu Ye recognized that the boxing technique used by the other party was Shaolin's unique skill "Innate Arhat Fist". He recognized it as powerful and focused his mind and had all his strength to deal with it.

Everyone knows that Shaolin uses the 108 styles of "Arhat Fist" as the foundation for the entry, but few people know that there are hidden secrets in this way of boxing. If you can understand the wonderful truth of Zen Buddhism "pointing directly to the human heart, seeing the nature and becoming a Buddha", you can return to the original source of the 108 styles of boxing to the 18 styles, strengthening the body inside and washing the marrow, and overcoming the strong enemy without any disadvantages, which is also called "Arhat's magical power to subdue demons".

Although the methods of detecting the "mystery secret" in the unique skills of various schools today and reaching the innate realm have all failed, within the acquired realm, the power of this magical power is still a handful.

Both of them no longer spoke, and chased and fought in the yard with the hazy moonlight, rolling and fighting until five hundred moves were opened.

Suddenly, the man suddenly rushed forward and used a "Black Tiger Clustering Heart". His right hand was in the shape of a tiger's claw, and he grabbed Hu's heart with the step forward as he stepped forward. Before his claws reached his body, the sharp energy from the fingertips of his five fingers had already stimulated Hu's skin to hurt. The attack was so fierce and fierce that it seemed to take out his heart.

While the opponent launched this killing move of Qiankun, Hu Ye stepped down his feet and stepped up against the trend while swaying. He pinched his right hand into a sword technique. There was a faint sharp air at the tip of his finger, and it seemed like an invincible magic sword. As he let out a low shout from his mouth, he held the ambition of no regrets and stabbed straight towards his opponent's throat with no return.

Lu Siniang practiced hard in Beimang Mountain for many years. In addition to deducing the "Liangyi Xuan Gong" that tried to explore the innate mystic gates, she also developed a peerless sword technique that was confident that she could compete with sects such as Wudang, Huashan, Emei, and Kunlun, which was known as the "Xuannu Sword Art". As his direct disciple, Hu Ya was not as good as practicing this sword technique, and would integrate it into the "Eight Methods of Guizang" that incorporated all rivers. Now this killer move that was ready to decide the outcome of the opponent contains the sword intent and sword force of the "Xuannu Sword Art".

The fingertips of both sides suddenly stopped when they touched each other. Hu Ya's sword finger was only one point away from the other's throat and skin, while the opponent's tiger claws were still two points away from Hu Ya's heart. With a slight difference, the winner was decided.

The man took the initiative to retreat first, with a complex look of joy and sigh on his face, and sighed: "It turns out that the younger wave of the Yangtze River pushes the former wave, and the younger one out of the blue and defeats the blue. Smile brat, I am no longer your opponent!"
Chapter completed!