Chapter 48: Snake Yang Fruit

  Ximen Dajie took out a pigeon cage from the carriage, wrote a short letter, tied it to the pigeon's leg, and released it. He ordered the horsemen to wait at the wine house, and they set off on foot with some dry rations.

  They didn't originally let Yao Jiao and Jian Wu follow, but under Yao Jiao's strong request, everyone could only compromise. Thinking of their party's strength, they should be more than enough to deal with the Black-backed Red-lined Snake, so they no longer stopped them.

  The demon horn must go, the reason why the demon horn wants to go is not for the snake skin, nor for the snake blood, but for the snake cave, a plant in the snake cave.

  Knowing it was a black-backed red-lined snake, Ye could confirm the plants in the snake's nest.

  She Yang Guo, a plant that grows together with the black-backed red-lined snake, the snake den is an extremely yin and extremely lewd place, only here can grow the most yang and most rigid fruit.

  This fruit is only equivalent to a thousand-year-old ginseng for the demon horn, but for the sword dance, it is an invaluable spiritual fruit because this spiritual fruit can develop a person's dantian.

  The demon horn can be developed by itself through cultivation, but the sword dance is different. Born with a narrow dan Tian, true energy cannot store much, how to develop it by itself? There is only this spiritual fruit.

  Yao Jiao is determined to get this year's Snake Yang fruit.

  A group of people set out before leaving town and asked about the location of Dawangzhuang, then walked on foot. The whole way was mountainous, so it was not easy for carriages and horses to walk.

  The crowd continued to move towards the mountain, and finally arrived at what was called "Dawangzhuang" in the evening.

  Dawangzhuang, although built in this quiet place, is close to the town and has many households.

  The villagers all fled, leaving behind even many of their livestock.

  As dusk approached, a group of martial artists also gathered at Da Wang Zhuang, chatting in twos and threes.

  It's clear that everyone knows the benefits of the black-backed red-lined snake. Some have piled up bonfires outside to roast some food, while others have moved into some of the farmhouses.

  Yao Jiao and others walked to the edge of the village, when Jian Wu suddenly stopped. Holding a long sword in his hand, he seemed to be trembling all over.

  The sudden change in the sword dance instantly caught everyone's attention.

  "What's wrong?" the demon king asked immediately.

  The crowd followed the direction of the sword dance, where there was also a bonfire. Next to the bonfire were several tables, on which sat about twenty people. Apparently, they found the restaurant in the village too small and were drinking and eating outside. At the head was a man around fifty years old, who was currently surrounded by a group of people who seemed to be his subordinates, discussing something.

  "The leader of the Eight Extremes Sect, these are the people who destroyed my Bixian Sword Sect back then." The sword in Jianwu's hand was gripped tightly, his eyes slightly reddening.

  "Don't worry, I'm here." The demon king grasped Xian Wu's hand reassuringly.

  "Hmm" Sword Dance nodded slightly on horseback.

  When the demon horns arrived, the crowd here also looked at them with bad eyes. It's clear that they are not happy to have a competitor in this snake-catching competition.

  Zhao Chuan found an empty courtyard.

  Everyone rushed in on horseback.

  After eating some dry rations, everyone held a brief meeting. Now that it's dark, catching snakes is clearly not feasible. We'll spend the night here and go out to look again at dawn tomorrow.

  Then several rooms were arranged and everyone lived separately.

  The demon king and sword dance were in one room.

  "Are you sure it's the Eight Trigrams Sect?" Ya Jiao asked Xian Wu, sitting on the bed.

  "That Eight Extremes Sect master, even if he's turned to ashes, I still remember." Jian Wu said affirmatively, his tone filled with extreme resentment.

  "Don't worry, the Black-backed Red-striped Snake isn't that easy to catch. When the time comes, we'll find an opportunity and take revenge together." Yaojiao said to Jianwu.

  "Hmm" Jian Wu nodded lightly.

  That night, everyone slept lightly, each one sleeping in their clothes, although they had fallen asleep, they were still on high alert.

  One night without incident, just before dawn, the rooster in the village suddenly crowed.

  "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

  In the quiet early morning hours, a sudden and mournful cry was heard.

  A shrill cry came too suddenly and was too eye-catching. The crowd quickly got up, pushed open the door, and ran out facing outside.

  "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

  Another mournful cry.

  As people rushed out of their courtyards, they just saw a huge snake shadow at the northernmost part of the village, quickly swimming towards the north mountain.

  "Black-backed red-striped snake, come quickly." A shout suddenly came from among the villagers.

  In an instant, everyone followed and chased after him.

  The Second Master Cangshan and others were skilled in lightness kung fu, quickly running over.

  The demon horn had to wait for the sword dance, so it didn't rush after them quickly either. The demon horn also knew that in any case, it was already later than these people, and even if it chased after them now, it would still be late, so it might as well go slowly.

  As for Zhao Chuan, he stayed behind to protect the demon horn and sword dance. The others quickly chased after them.

  Although the three of them were not as fast as those martial artists, their tracking skills were not inferior. Based on the marks left on the ground, they quickly chased into the mountains.

  As the people with horns chased into the mountains, the dawn of a new day also shone over, and the sun came out. However, today there was some fog.

  Not long after the chase, the demon saw a warrior lying on the ground. Although he was not dead, he was seriously injured, and his clothes had a huge tear in the chest area.

  Looking at the shape of the wound and the marks around it, the demon horn was not difficult to guess that this was caused by being whipped out by a black-backed red-lined snake.

  Don't mind the person who lost the chance to catch the snake, Yaojiao and his group continued to chase into the mountains. Along the way, Yaojiao's group saw nearly five or six people who were seriously injured, all of whom were injured while fighting with the black-backed red-lined snake.

  However, upon seeing the faint bloodstains on the ground, the demon horse immediately identified that it was the blood of a black-backed red-lined snake, which had also been injured at this moment.

  "Chase!" The demon horn said, and continued to chase into the mountain.

  Finally, I saw a disciple of Baguazhang, and that disciple was also seriously injured and fell there.

  Seeing that disciple fall to the ground, Sword Dance Two didn't say a word and ended his life with one sword. The demon horn also didn't say anything and continued to chase into the mountain.

  Before long, everyone chased into a valley.

  In the valley, nearly a hundred warriors surrounded us in front. Several seriously injured people were lying on the ground.

  These warriors stared at the pitch-black cave entrance on several rocks, with a little bloodstain on the edge of the entrance, just enough for one person to crawl in. However, no one dared to crawl into the cave entrance at this moment.

  The Second Master Cangshan drew his sword and saw the demon's horn approaching, so he also went forward to meet him.

  "Hei Bei Hong Xian She, has it gone in through that hole?" Yao Jiao asked, staring at the entrance of the hole.

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