I became a god by eating monsters, and I became immortal by killing monsters.

Chapter 42 Paper Money
In the golden cave, sword energy was whistling.

The great swordsman's eyes suddenly opened, and two golden lights hit the sword in his hand.

Two words fell: flawless!
"You finally came!"

"Follow me to the pinnacle of swordsmanship!"

Boom!

With every step the great swordsman took forward, the Golden Light Cave would collapse a little.

Feng Xuan hurriedly followed the great swordsman.

After the two left the Golden Light Cave, the entire Sword Mountain collapsed and ceased to exist.

The great swordsman looked at Feng Xuan who was following closely behind him.

"You already have your own sword."

"My sword is not suitable for you."

Feng Xuan opened his mouth to speak.

The great swordsman soared into the air and said, "If you can't find your sword heart and comprehend your own sword spirit."

"Then when you break into the fourth level, your sword will break!"

Feng Xuan also flew up on his sword and chased after the great swordsman.

"Please give me some advice, senior!"

The great swordsman's eyes were as sharp as swords, and he looked at Feng Xuan carefully.

"If you can achieve the fifth level, then come find me at Lingshan in Tang Country!"

He threw the belt inlaid with three pearls to Feng Xuan.

Although the great swordsman didn't say anything.

Feng Xuan recognized it.

The original owner of this belt was the young man in gorgeous clothes who died under the sword of the great swordsman.

Feng Xuan looked at the brocade ribbon in his hand for a while before he understood its meaning.

"In that case!"

"I'd better settle my own grudge first."

"The promises made must be fulfilled eventually!"

When he saw Meng Jiao again, his face was full of disbelief.

"Boy, are you still alive?"

In one sentence, a lot was revealed.

Feng Xuan did not intend to blame Meng Jiao, after all, he and Meng Jiao had a deal.

Meng Jiao was not obligated to tell Feng Xuan everything about the great swordsman.

Besides, the Barbarian King wasn't sure whether the Great Swordsman minded being disturbed.

If the Great Swordsman is angered, the Barbarian King will also have a headache.

Occasionally letting one or two people into the Golden Light Cave to test it out was already the Barbarian King's boldest attempt.

"Brother Meng, I won't be polite with you either."

"If my observations are correct, the Nanman Kingdom is adjacent to the Jiang Kingdom!"

Although his tone was questioning, Feng Xuan was very confident.

Meng Jiao did not hide it and took out a bloody piece of bone and threw it to Feng Xuan.

"It is said that the Meishan Immortal Palace originally floated in the air above Jieting Mountain, Jingting Mountain, and Gaoting Mountain."

"Now the Immortal Palace has fallen and the Demon Locking Tower has shattered."

"Countless monsters escaped from the spatial rifts and lingered in the Three Pavilion Mountains."

"It cuts off communication between the three countries."

"This is what the Three Kingdoms now call the Hundred Demons Road."

"As long as you cross the Hundred Demons Road, you will naturally reach Jingting Mountain."

Feng Xuan was both surprised and felt that this was how it should be.

If it weren't for the special land veins, how could it have attracted a big monster like the Jingting Mountain God?

"Uncle Zhao asked me to return to Ping'an County after three shifts."

"He really does know something."

Meng Jiao thought about it and suddenly slapped his thigh.

"I heard there's a white tiger on Jingting Mountain!"

"Although the saber-toothed elephant is mighty, it cannot demonstrate the dominance of this prince."

"Since you are going back to Jiang State, you will definitely pass by Jingting Mountain."

"In exchange for the road map, you will help me capture the white tiger!"

Feng Xuan was a little surprised, but he still said the ugly words in advance.

"To be honest, I was born in Ping'an County."

"The God of Jingting Mountain has some grievances with me."

"If I were to meet him, I would probably skin him alive!"

Meng Jiao looked at Feng Xuan suspiciously again.

"Boy, you are not also interested in that white tiger."

"Want to catch it and use it as a mount?"

"That's a white tiger, one of the four ancient spirit beasts."

"Are you willing to peel his skin off?"

Feng Xuan looked at Meng Jiao very seriously.

Meng Jiao curled his lips, feeling somewhat helpless, but took a step forward and stood on Feng Xuan's blood-red wind. "Let's go! Let's go!"

"I saw you following the great swordsman on your sword."

"My golden eagle with green eyes hasn't grown up yet. I can't ride it to fly."

"Let me feel what it's like to fly!"

Feng Xuan's flying speed with the sword was no less than Qi Mengqi's flying boat.

Moreover, he can steer the sword alone, flexibly and stealthily.

Not afraid of being discovered by monsters at all.

Although the Hundred Demons Road is dangerous, it covers an area of ​​thousands of miles.

How could there be monsters everywhere?

In the land of Nanman, it is hard to find thousand-year-old trees.

But there are trees that are four or five hundred years old everywhere.

He used this kind of spiritual wood to draw many talismans according to the first chapter of "The Seven Elements of the Big Dipper".

With the help of these invisible talismans, even Meng Jiao, who is a restless person, can still do it.

The two of them safely circled the outskirts of Baiyao Road and arrived at Heishui Village.

As soon as he arrived at the village entrance, Feng Xuan heard the deafening sounds of suona and gongs and drums.

"Boy, you didn't bring me here for a feast, did you?"

"Although I am a barbarian, I also know the funeral matters of you Central Plains people!"

After spending many days together, Feng Xuan also discovered that Meng Jiao was a bit talkative.

Still very reliable in doing things.

He ignored Meng Jiao's joke and walked into the village cautiously.

Looking at the twelve corpses of children lying in the ancestral hall square.

His pupils shrank as he noticed several familiar faces.

Zhao Gongli is also here.

This time he was not alone, but was accompanied by a team of ten detectives.

"Village Chief, I know you're a retired soldier and have some experience."

"But these are twelve young lives after all."

"How can you just say the mountain god is angry and get away with it?"

"Have you been worshipping this damn mountain god for years?"

"But it can't buy the twelve children a chance to live?"

"Then what are you worshipping?"

The village chief stared at Zhao Gongli fiercely, and his right hand holding the axe was already trembling with anger.

Meng Jiao bumped into Feng Xuan's shoulder.

"I say, who is this person? What he said makes a lot of sense!"

"What if our barbarian shamans can't protect their own tribes?"

"I must cut him into pieces to tell the Barbarian Saint's spirit in heaven!"

Feng Xuan did not directly reveal his presence, but instead walked towards the home of Grandma Gui.

"Among those twelve babies, there's clearly Granny Gui's grandson."

"She is the high priestess of the Jingting Mountain God."

"I will never harm my grandson."

I haven’t even entered the courtyard of Grandma Gui’s house yet.

Then I heard extremely sad crying.

"My son!"

"You died miserably!"

Grandma Gui, with her eyes rolled back, knelt under the osmanthus tree in the yard and cried bitterly.

Pale white paper money drifted away in the wind.

Meng Jiao just stretched out his hand and took one.

But he was stopped by Feng Xuan.

Meng Jiao was a little displeased and reached out to grab it again.

This time, Feng Xuan did not stop him.

Meng Jiao held a few pieces of paper money and looked at Feng Xuan triumphantly.

Feng Xuan's feet were like the wind, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"My son!"

"Are you back to see your mother?"

"I knew that you would never die with the blessing of the Mountain God."

"What is the Sword Ruins?"

"Even if you end up in the underworld, the Mountain God will find a way to bring you back!"

Granny Gui looked at Meng Jiao with her pale, pupilless eyes.

Meng Jiao's expression froze, and he thought to himself that this was bad.

"Damn Feng Xuan, he didn't even tell me that there was something strange about this old woman!"

He looked at the white paper money in his hand again and found that it had turned red without him noticing.

(End of this chapter)