Chapter 38 Tan Liu Jia Zhao
After resting for a day in Dezhou and replenishing supplies, Ou Zanghua and his party got up early and set out for the capital when the sunset glowed the green mountain robes.

Ou Zanghua was sitting in the carriage, flipping through a copy of "Collected Commentaries on the Book of Rites" that he had bought in Texas.

This was written by Chen Hao, a Neo-Confucian philosopher in the Yuan Dynasty. It collected the annotations of more than 30 predecessors and added his own opinions. It can be regarded as one of the official textbooks for students in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

Staggering and clattering of horses' hooves.

The tall horse let out a loud cry from its nose, puffing out a puff of white air, and the accumulated snow made a slight "squeaking" sound under the wheels.

If it weren't for the rush, this would be a satisfying trip for many people.

At noon, they arrived at a place where there was no village or shop nearby. Qu Feiyan immediately took Zhixue and Hanyun to prepare lunch.

Ou Zanghua also got out of the carriage and stretched out in the open field.

Qu Yang walked over and said gently, "Sir, we should be in Jingzhou, Hejian Prefecture now, and we should be in Cangzhou if we go further."

"Cangzhou?!"

Ou Zanghua's eyes lit up. Cangzhou in later generations was a famous martial arts town. The legendary eight major schools were Pi Gua, Yan Qing, Liuhe, Baji, Bagua, Gongli, Cha Hua and Taizu. Each of them had a legend and was the source of material and training for many kung fu films in later generations.

With curiosity, Ou Zanghua asked: "Does Cangzhou have any famous martial artists?"

"Yes," Qu Yang nodded and introduced, "There is a Tianjin Right Guard stationed in Cangzhou. There is a tradition of conscription in the area, so there are many people who practice martial arts. Among them, the four major ones are the most famous."

"The Zhao family is said to be descendants of the previous dynasty. Their Taizu Changquan and Panlong Staff are not ordinary in the martial arts world. The head of the family is Zhao Changhong, known as the 'Boxing Town in Hejian'."

"The Jia family is good at Xinyi Liuhe Quan and Liuhe Lance. They are mostly soldiers, so there are few rumors about them in the martial arts world."

"The Liu family has become famous for their Thirty-Two-Stage Pi Gua Palm. The head of the family, Liu Wuyuan, is known as the 'Long-Armed Liu Hou' in the martial arts world."

"The Tan family was born from lay disciples of Shaolin, and learned the Shaolin Twelve-Move Tan Leg. Forty years ago, the genius Tan Yingfeng emerged and evolved the Twelve-Move Tan Leg into thirty-six moves, with numerous variations that are hard to defend against. He is known as the 'King of the Northern Leg'. The current head of the family is Tan Wuxia, who has inherited the true teachings of Tan Yingfeng and is known as the 'Jade Stupid'."

"Are you talking about the Yulifangyuan?" Ou Zanghua asked hesitantly.

Qu Yang nodded and asked, "Yes, is there any problem?"

"no problem!"

Ou Zanghua smiled and thought that he might be overthinking. What if people were really describing his powerful leg techniques?

At this time, Qu Feiyan had already prepared lunch.

Because they were in the suburbs, she didn't care much about the dishes. She just cooked a pot of rice, put the meat patties on the rice, and then boiled a pot of carrot soup.

Everyone sat around the campfire, eating and discussing when they could reach Cangzhou.

At this moment, seven or eight people holding swords came running from a distance. They saw Ou Zanghua and his group resting and shouted, "Run, run! The demon cult is coming!"

The next second, a dagger flew out and stabbed one of them directly in the heart.

Then, two old men in yellow shirts flew out.

There were clearly only two of them, but they surrounded the remaining seven people from the front and the back.

Ou Zanghua took a closer look and saw that the two old men in yellow shirts had ruddy complexions and bulging temples, and were obviously masters with powerful internal skills.

When Qu Feiyan saw how the two were dressed, her face turned pale and her hands began to tremble unconsciously.

Qu Yang quickly protected his granddaughter behind him and looked at the two of them with a serious expression.

"Humph, you dare to slander the work of the Divine Religion, you deserve to die!" One of the short and fat old men looked at the seven people coldly and said indifferently. "How can this be absurd? Why don't you let people talk about the evil deeds of your Demon Religion?!" A swordsman in green stood up and roared without showing any weakness.

"court death!"

The short and fat old man raised his hand and the dagger that was originally stuck in someone's chest flew back and fell into his hand. Then he held the dagger horizontally and rushed towards the crowd.

"Brothers, we can't leave. See you in eighteen years!" The green-clothed swordsman roared. When he was about to rush forward, the tall and strong old man who had been silent suddenly appeared behind him and slapped him on the back.

The green-clothed swordsman spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out.

The short and fat old man thrust his dagger and pierced directly through his abdomen.

When the others saw this scene, they were divided. Some chose to turn around and run away, some knelt down and begged for mercy, and some faced the challenge head-on.

Ou Zanghua found that whenever the short and fat old man spoke, Qu Feiyan would tremble with fear. He patted the little girl on the head and said gently, "Feiyan, watch how the young master protects you."

After saying that, Ou Zanghua kicked the Yuncang sword beside him away, just in time to block the short and fat old man's short knife and save a young knight who dared to resist.

"Huh?!" The short and fat old man's expression froze, and he turned his head to see a figure passing by him: "What a beautiful Qinggong!"

It turned out that at the moment when Ou Zanghua kicked his sword away, he used his lightness skill to control the wind and ride his horse like a flying swallow to catch up, and caught up with the short and fat old man just when he turned around.

With a single hand, he pulled the sword out with a "swoosh" sound. The sword was unsheathed, shining with a cold light and moving swiftly, pointing directly at the short and fat old man's heart.

The short and fat old man's eyes lit up, and he quickly raised his dagger to block the fatal blow.

Ou Zanghua quickly changed his tactics, stepped back and attacked, then turned his wrist and swept the sword.

"Hahaha, just in time!" the short and fat old man shouted excitedly. With a move of Bodhidharma's sword technique, he blocked Ou Zanghua's sword move and even completed a counterattack.

Ou Zanghua turned the tip of his sword and blocked the attack with a sword-blocking stance.

In the blink of an eye, the two men exchanged several moves. The short and fat old man used the Dharma sword technique, the Bagua sword, the Eighteen Moves of the Hatchet, and the Feathered Sword to attack and defend respectively.

Ou Zanghua only used Hengshan swordsmanship to fight against him, and he was not at a disadvantage at all.

Qu Feiyan was watching from behind and suddenly discovered that the yellow-robed elder of the Divine Cult, who had once frightened her so much that she couldn't sleep, didn't seem to be as strong as she had imagined.

Because the young master has said more than once that his talent for martial arts was so poor that even Grandpa Liu gave up on him.

But now, the young master was able to gain the upper hand in the battle against the elder in yellow!
At this moment, the tall and strong old man wanted to launch a sneak attack, but a shout came: "How dare you act wildly in Hejian Prefecture and launch a sneak attack without following martial ethics? Do you think there is no one in Cangzhou?!"

The next moment, a slender woman with a frosty face came from the air and kicked the tall and strong old man back with three consecutive kicks in the air.

The woman was wearing a black tight-fitting outfit, had bright eyes, white teeth, and fair skin. She was a rare beauty in the martial arts world.

“Thirty-six Moves of Spring Kicks and Phoenix Tail Serial Kicks, you are Tan Wuxia?!” The tall and strong old man took two steps back, his expression becoming more serious.

At the same time, the battle between Ou Zanghua and the short and fat old man was not over yet. The opponent still used his short stature to perform lying sword techniques, focusing on attacking Ou Zanghua's lower body.

Ou Zanghua was speechless for a while, and suddenly his hand loosened, and the long sword seemed to be knocked away.

The short and fat old man was suddenly delighted, and when he was about to speed up his attack, he suddenly discovered that Ou Zanghua's sword was missing!

"Um?!"

The next moment, Ou Zanghua raised one leg, clamped the hilt of the sword with his popliteal fossa, and turned his body like an immortal flying in advance, just in time to cut the throat of the short and fat old man:

It is the Thirteen Styles of Clouds and Mist with Thousands of Changes and Lightly Dancing with the Wind!
(End of this chapter)