Chapter 222 Sword Tomb
When Lu Tiancheng heard Ou Zanghua's praise, he smiled kindly: "I think so too."

"Would you like us to come in and sit down?"

Lu Tiancheng finally reacted and immediately waved his hand: "Please!"

"Everyone, take a rest around here." Ou Zanghua smiled, looked at the cavalrymen and gave instructions.

"Yes!"

However, even with the boss's order, the cavalrymen did not just sit down and rest, but surrounded the cabin in the middle.

"Brother." The snake catcher looked at Lu Tiancheng and called out with a wry smile.

Lu Tiancheng glanced at him silently, then went into the house and lit the stove with a tinder. While boiling water, he said to Ou Zanghua and Zuo Lengchan, "Our home is simple, so please feel free to sit down."

"it is good."

Ou Zanghua responded and found a seat where he could see the scenery outside through the window and sat down.

After a while, Lu Tiancheng used a bamboo tube to make three cups of tea and brought them over: "I fetched the water from the valley, and the tea leaves were picked from a tea tree on the top of the mountain."

"Thank you."

Ou Zanghua picked up the bamboo tube cup and took a sip. The taste was mellow and the aroma was sharp and refreshing. It was quite good.

"It's obvious at first glance that you two are not ordinary people, but I don't know why you came to this desolate mountain area?" Seeing Ou Zanghua's unpretentious attitude, Lu Tiancheng felt a little more favorable towards him and his tone became much softer.

"I'm looking for a place," Ou Zanghua looked at Lu Tiancheng and said calmly, "There lives a strange snake called the Bosuqu Snake."

"Bosuqu Snake? There is no strange snake here with such a difficult-to-pronounce name." Lu Tiancheng shook his head, very sure.

"But he brought me two today." Ou Zanghua glanced at the snake catcher not far away and said with a smile.

"A strange snake that emits a faint golden light all over its body, has fleshy horns on its head, and moves as fast as the wind?" Lu Tiancheng frowned slightly and asked.

"Exactly."

"Oh!" Lu Tiancheng understood, took a sip of tea and said, "Here, this kind of snake is called golden anaconda. But there are very few of them now, so it is not suitable to hunt them."

At this point, Lu Tiancheng glanced at the snake catcher before continuing, "The two snakes he stole were rescued by me from the claws of an eagle a year ago."

"I see, my friend Lu is doing something meaningful."

Ou Zanghua nodded, and then said very frankly: "We are not here to hunt the golden anaconda, but to find the valley where the golden anaconda is."

"Don't you want to go to the Sword Tomb?"

"You know the sword tomb?!" Ou Zanghua said in surprise.

"Of course, I grew up here, and I'm familiar with every tree and grass here." Lu Tiancheng said, turning his head to look at the sky outside, and said, "If you want to go to the sword tomb, just follow me!"

"Okay, Uncle Zuo, please come with me, and the rest of the brothers will wait here." Ou Zanghua nodded and gave the order immediately.

The three of them walked quickly through the forest.

Ou Zanghua's "Light Body Riding the Wind, Flying Horse Stepping on Swallows" is good at small-scale transfers, but not good at long-distance attacks.

Zuo Lengchan's light skill is called "Taibai Xuanlianbu". It is said that it was created by the predecessors of Songshan School when they were climbing Xuanlian Peak and Taibai Peak. It can make one walk among the mountains and stone peaks as if on flat ground.

Lu Tiancheng's lightness skill is the most special. His turns are smooth, just like a swimming fish, extremely light and agile.

"Could it be that Mr. Lu created this set of light skills himself?" Ou Zanghua used the tree trunk to gain leverage and caught up with Lu Tiancheng to ask.

"No, this is something a friend taught me." There was no change on Lu Tiancheng's dark face, but his eyes were a little vague.

"friend?"

Ou Zanghua smiled and said, "I'm afraid it's her sweetheart!" Lu Tiancheng pursed his lips into a line, but did not refute.

"Let me guess, that girl is a nun, right?" Ou Zanghua's figure was like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, floating unsteadily.

"How did you know?" Lu Tiancheng was stunned and asked with some surprise.

"Because the bell you hung on the window is called the Sanqing Bell, and it is someone else's magic weapon." Ou Zanghua tapped an unknown plant with his feet and floated forward again.

Lu Tiancheng's eyes flickered with anxiety and his lips were tightly closed, as if he was trying to hide his secret.

"If Mr. Lu is trustworthy, why don't I go and help him find out the truth?" Ou Zanghua suggested with a smile upon seeing this.

"No need. Don't disturb the fairy's meditation." Lu Tiancheng was happy at first, but then he refused subconsciously. He grew up in the mountains and was not a complete fool.

As for this European friend, I have only been with him for less than an hour, but I already feel like I am meeting an old friend whom I have not seen for a long time.

This requires him to see the fairy
What if you shoot yourself in the foot?
"That's fine," Ou Zanghua reminded seriously, "but I suggest that friend Lu can be braver."

Lu Tiancheng hurried on his way with his head down, and it was unknown whether he took Ou Zanghua's words to heart.

After nearly an hour of trekking, the three of them arrived at a valley. Lu Tiancheng pointed to a cave in front of them and said, "Inside is the stone tomb of Dugu Qiubai."

"Dugu Qiubai?" Zuo Lengchan frowned slightly. This name reminded him of the person who was embroidering at Heimu Cliff.

"Well," Lu Tiancheng introduced as he led the way, "There are words carved on the cliffs inside. It is said that the Divine Condor Hero attained enlightenment here and practiced the supreme swordsmanship."

Zuo Lengchan asked in amazement: "The Condor Hero Yang Guo·Yang Gaizhi?!"

Lu Tiancheng nodded: "Exactly!"

Zuo Lengchan said with some admiration: "It is said that the Divine Condor Hero is a one-armed man, yet he was able to become the world's greatest master. His character, perseverance, and talent are definitely unmatched by ordinary people!"

Lu Tiancheng said with some melancholy: "It's a pity that after the fall of Xiangyang City, there was no trace of the Divine Condor Hero. It's really a great pity for the martial arts world."

After walking for a few miles, the three of them came to a cliff.

The cliff was like a huge screen, rising up into the sky. In the middle of the cliff, about fifty or sixty feet above the ground, there was a large stone about three or four square meters, which looked like a platform.

"The Dugu Stone Carving is right above. Do you two want to go up and take a look?" Lu Tiancheng looked back at the two of them and asked.

"Now that I've come this far, I naturally have to go up and take a look." Ou Zanghua looked up at the cliff and saw that there was moss growing every few feet on it, and some of them were also covered with various trees. It should be that some small animals brought the seeds up there.

Therefore, compared to Yang Guo more than two hundred years ago, it was much easier for Ou Zanghua and the other two to go up.

The three of them used their Qing Kung Fu at the same time, borrowed the strength from the trees, and rushed to the platform in one breath.

Looking at the big rock again, I saw that it was covered with various plants, which completely covered the writing.

Zuo Lengchan stepped forward and pulled out all the weeds, revealing the words "Sword Tomb" underneath.

Next to the two large characters, there were two lines of smaller stone inscriptions. After Zuo Lengchan had read them out, he muttered, "The Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai was invincible in the world, so he buried his sword here. Alas, the heroes are helpless, and the sword is useless. Isn't that sad?"

"The invincible sword demon Dugu Qiubai, what a heroic spirit! But why have I never heard of this name?"

"Because he lived hundreds of years ago!"

Ou Zanghua walked over, frowned slightly at the handwriting and said, "Well, your self-confidence is overflowing!"

"What do you mean?" Lu Tiancheng asked puzzledly.

"Such a craftsman's words are so ingenious that they dare to be engraved on stone and passed down through the ages. If this isn't self-confidence, what is it?"

Zuo Lengchan standing aside was stunned. He had just been sincerely sighing at Senior Sword Demon's arrogance and independence, but you attacked him so critically right at the start?
(End of this chapter)