Beichen Sword Sect's Headmaster's Secret Records

Chapter 4 Swallow Cave

Guangxia Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, and Swallow Peak is devoid of birds. The Sword Immortal Cave is hidden between the lonely peaks, and Maple Leaf Ridge is stained with blood for hundreds of miles.

Yanzi Peak in Guangxia Mountain is a platform a hundred feet square. Its edges seem as if they were cut by a knife, as if a sword light was cut out on the cliff thousands of feet high. There is another mountain gate beside the rock wall. Looking around, it is suspended in the air on the top of the mountain, just like a lonely boat floating on the sea of ​​clouds. It is the sword immortal's dojo.

There was a loud thunder in the clear sky, and a flash of lightning came down from the sky and struck the top of Swallow Peak.

Then, there was a flash of golden light, and a huge ball of light fell on the flat square platform.

For a moment, the ball of light spun rapidly, with flashing lightning, wind and thunder shining brightly, shining brilliantly, and dust whistling.

In the blink of an eye, the light gradually dimmed, and from the whistling and shining light dust, a figure walked out with the shape of a dragon and the gait of a tiger.

This was a swordsman eight feet tall, carrying a sword case made of paulownia wood, three feet six inches long, the size of a guqin. In his hand he held a bloody cloth bag.

The man casually lifted the felt shawl on his shoulders and entered the cave. He first worshiped in front of a painting of a flying fairy holding a sword at the entrance of the cave.

The one who showed up at this time was a big man with extremely thick and luxuriant hair, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a square forehead, tiger cheeks, a face full of hair and a beard. Moreover, he had broad shoulders, a big body, a strong back and a strong waist. He could almost block the entire door by himself. He was the sword immortal owner of this cave.

"Master, you are back."

Hearing the noise, the young swordsman with wide eyes came out of the cave to greet them.

The hairy-bearded swordsman nodded, threw the cloth bag casually, and many human heads rolled out of it.

"Take it and cook it."

The big and small eyes shook their heads,
"There's mutton stewing in the oven. It smells bad."

Mao Huzi frowned upon hearing this, his brows twisted into a silkworm shape.

"...You used my sword-forging furnace to stew mutton?"

The big and small eyes nodded,

"Yes, it smells delicious. Would you like to have a piece, Master?"

Mao Huzi: "...then give me one."

"Hey, Goudan, my name is Yue Peng, and I picked you up. Are you hungry? Do you want some fresh mutton?

If you want to eat, come out and kowtow to our master Chen Huzi. No, kowtow to Master Chen, and you will be a member of our Swallow Cave!

From now on, Senior Brother will protect you, you can eat delicious food, drink spicy drinks, chop whoever you want, practice together, and become an immortal. "

After a while, Big and Small Eyes came to the inner room with a basin full of mutton offal, crouched on the ground, and negotiated with the boy hiding in the cave. He pinched an eyeball with his hand and ate it, deliberately chewing it until the juice splashed everywhere, as if it was very delicious.

Chen Huzi was also gnawing on a leg of lamb, looking at the boy hiding in the air hole of the stone cave, with a healing talisman pasted on his face, half of his face covered by a yellow talisman, and the other half covered with blood and mud.

A sword immortal like him could naturally see clearly that although this boy was hit by a sword and his body was thin and small, his eyes were bright and there was a stream of sword energy on the tip of his tongue, which was pressed under his tongue but not released.

"Just by teaching the breathing formula, can you cultivate sword energy?"

Senior Brother Yue nodded with a wide eyed look.

"Among the sword boys we found this time, he has the best talent. He is only thirteen or fourteen years old. After eavesdropping on a few words, he was the first to refine his Qi into a sword.

Oh, by the way, a young master from a marquis's mansion showed up halfway through. He had also cultivated a lot of skills, and had strengthened his muscles and bones through day and night training. He had a lot of magic weapons, and also got some guides to sword techniques from other sects. He was about to build his foundation, but he was no match for him. He was stabbed to death by the heart-drilling sword with just a blast of sword energy. It was a clean and neat process.

Tsk tsk, I see, this kid is not very old, it’s not the first time he has killed someone, he is much better than me.”

Chen Huzi also became interested after listening. He closed his eyes, then opened them again. In an instant, his eyes emitted two rays of golden light as big as pillars of fire, which shone directly on the face of the boy Goudan. He was so frightened that his neck shrank. Just as he was attracted by the fragrance, he jumped back into the cave.

"Wow... Innate sword bone, first-grade divine power, a natural sword servant. Where did you get this seed? What's its name?"

Senior Brother Yue shook his head and placed the mutton bowl at the entrance of the cave.

"I picked him up in the north, so how could he have a proper name? But this kid is also strange, it seems that he has been raised as a dog since he was young, and usually lives with a litter of dogs, so people just call him Goudan."

"Oh, a human-faced dog. No wonder."

Chen Huzi nodded. Senior Brother Yue had never heard of this before, so he turned his head and looked at him with his eyes wide open.
"What dog? What the hell?"

Chen Huzi threw the meat bones away.
"They are human animals raised by aristocratic families to guard their homes. They pick out young men with good bones from the market and buy them home. They are fed soup and given medicine since childhood and trained to be like spirit animals. They are usually raised with the family's dogs and trained to be the leader dog. When they grow up, their skins are peeled off and replaced with dog skins. They become the leaders of the pack.

Such a human-faced dog not only has bones of steel and can fight like a wild beast, but is also smarter than a dog. It can understand the master's orders and lead the pack to fight to the death. Moreover, it has regarded itself as a dog since childhood and will not have any usurpatory thoughts. It can be said to be a loyal warrior.

This is what Sanyuan calls the art of 'herding dragons and controlling tigers, training hawks and dogs'. It is considered the entry-level beast control method of the Demon Palace and a secret art that is not passed on to outsiders. It is quite common in the northern vassal states and border military towns, where people and dogs are used as hunting scouts. "

Senior Brother Yue was stunned for a moment, and only came to his senses after hearing a loud bang.

It turned out that Goudan reached out his hand, grabbed a handful of mutton offal and stuffed it into his mouth, almost knocking over the basin.

"These beasts..."

Chen Huzi didn't react much, maybe he had seen this before.

“Although a humble name is easier to keep, calling him Goudan is too humble. He keeps calling him dog and dog and even forgets that he is a human being.

Well, since you have entered my sect and have a divine bone, I will call you... Tiedan." Senior Brother Yue paused for a moment, but couldn't help but squint at him with his right eye.
"...Master, look at the name you chose. You should change it to something better. At least give it something like Qingfeng Mingyue, Meilan, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum."

"You know nothing. What kind of romance is this? I'm afraid he can't even read. How can he understand if I don't call him that?

Once he enters the sect and is taught the sword, we can give him a Taoist name."

"Master is absolutely right..."

"Okay, this one is pretty good, what about the others?"

"Brother Zhou took me to the foot of the mountain to practice Qi cultivation. But...

There is another person who came with the young marquis. He said he was the descendant of Senior Brother Shen and seemed to be an old friend of yours. He insisted on becoming your disciple and practicing in the mountains. I don’t know what to do with him…”

Chen Huzi looked at the stone box handed to him by his disciple and recognized it immediately.

"Oh, Shen Huai's descendant, I owe him a life, accept it."

Senior Brother Yue scratched his head.
"But...it's a girl, how can I teach her?"

Chen Huzi was also stunned.
"Go take a look first."

So the two men didn't disturb the boy from eating meat and got up and left.

The footsteps of the two people were heard gradually fading away. When there was no sound, Goudan, no, Tiedan, carefully crawled out of the air hole.

The sword wound on his face was burning, painful and itchy, as if being bitten by insects and ants. He reached out to scratch it, but the yellow talisman pasted on his face was as hard as iron or silk, sticking most of his face to it. He could not tear it off or peel it off. The wound healed quickly under the effect of the yellow talisman, and the pain and itching were unbearable. He felt anxious and his stomach growled again.

So hungry...

However, looking at the mutton in front of him, Tiedan held back and didn't rush over to chew it. He just swallowed a small piece and had to wait a little longer to make sure it was not poisonous before he could eat it. For now, he endured it and looked around the stone cave of Yanzi Peak.

In fact, there is a different world inside this mountain room. There are caves connected to each other, and there are about seventeen or eighteen stone chambers and caves of different sizes. However, this is obviously a place for meditation. Inside each cave, there are large stone beds, stone benches and tables, desks, incense burners, quilts and pillows, futons and raincoats, and there are no other decorations except some leather gourds hanging on the wall.

The place was indeed not big. After walking around it twice, Tiedan got to know the terrain and the way to go.

There is a shrine at the entrance, on which is enshrined an ancient painting of a lifelike female fairy dancing with a sword in her hand.

Tiedan couldn't see the fairy's face clearly. He could only see her holding a sword, flying up and down, her body swaying like a monkey or a crane, as if she was doing some kind of wonderful dance. The sword's tip was as fast as light and shadow, and she stabbed out more than a hundred moves with one sword, as if she had transformed into seven or eight arms, which was dazzling to watch.

The sword techniques were so numerous and the movements were so dazzling that Tiedan felt dizzy. He then focused all his attention on staring at the sword tip, and it really felt much better.

Among the thousands of sword beams, the tip of the sword was like a bamboo leaf, flashing a dim light, shining like a bright star, stabbing to the left and circling to the right, without any rules, but incomparably smooth and coherent, as if this sword stabbed and drew a perfect circle between heaven and earth... no, it seemed like a ball...

Tiedan watched for a while, his stomach growled again. He rubbed his stomach and looked up again. The female sword fairy in the picture was no longer dancing. She was holding a sword and glaring at him across the scroll, as if she was angry at this boy for not listening carefully in class.

You love to dance or not.

Tiedan was too lazy to answer her and turned his head to look away.

At this time, the door of the cave was closed, and it was as heavy as a thousand pounds, so it was impossible to get out for a while.

All the other quiet rooms for cultivation were open to the public, but the largest cave inside seemed to have an air wall-like barrier blocking the entrance. If Tiedan tried to rush in, he would be swept away by the breeze and carried out.

Although you can't get in, you can vaguely see from the outside that the inside is filled with rippling green waves, as bright as the water, and it seems to be a cold pond.

Tiedan couldn't find any other way out for a while. He felt that his stomach was not uncomfortable and there was nothing wrong with the mutton, so he decided to fill his stomach first...

Eh? Where's the meat? Where's the big pot of mutton?

Tiedan was shocked and rushed over, holding the basin and looking at it again and again.

It's not an illusion, the boss's pot of mutton is gone in the blink of an eye!
Forget about the meat, there’s no bones in the basin!
"belch!"

Suddenly, a burp with the smell of meat came from beside him. Tiedan turned his head to look, and then he was stunned.

A fat catfish lay on his shoulder, staring at him with bulging eyes.

What the hell is this?
"Pooh!"

Before Tiedan could react, the catfish spit something into his mouth!
"Ugh! Pfft, pfft, pfft!"

Tiedan was shocked and made a loud noise of "Pooh!" but nothing came out!

Swallow, swallow it!

When I turned around again, the fat catfish was gone.

What, what is going on… hallucination? Is the mutton really poisonous?
“Boom, boom, boom!”

What the hell is this...

Tiedan crawled into the air hole and looked out secretly, only to see a bunch of things like grapes rolling in the shadow of the cave.

When he looked closely, he saw that it was the head that Chen Huzi brought back!

Dead head! Come back to life!
(End of this chapter)