Water Ink Panel: Starting with Bow Technique to Hunt the Sun and Patrol the Skies

The mountain forest here is rarely trodden by humans, with towering ancient trees lush and verdant.

The group followed the trail they had made on their way in, winding forward and finally emerging from the mountains.

Soon, an ancient and dilapidated village gradually came into their view.

Rundown houses were unevenly scattered on the hillside, their walls overgrown with vines and moss, and the roof tiles were incomplete and damaged.

Some houses had doors and windows tightly shut as if they had been unoccupied for a long time, while others were half-open, occasionally revealing signs of beasts and humans moving inside.

The group entered the village, and Lian Bing stepped forward, pointing to one of the houses and said, "Team Leader, this village has been tormented by a tiger demon and is no longer suitable for people to live in. Shall we choose this clean house?"

As he spoke, Lian Bing glanced at Wang Yanjun, assessing her expression.

He knew that Wang Yanjun was a person with a penchant for cleanliness and would fuss for a long time if encountered a dirty place.

Now, with his Qi-Blood roiling and his body feeling weak, he just wanted to find a place to rest well and wasn't willing to trouble himself further.

"Is this the only clean house?" Wang Yanjun's face showed a hint of dissatisfaction, "Are there any other houses?"

"In this wilderness, it's good enough to have a place to stay. Team Leader Wang, you should not be picky. Let's gather some people to clean up for the night so we can leave early tomorrow," Shen Qing came over and said.

Seeing Shen Qing speak up, Wang Yanjun thought about it and held back, saying nothing more, and pushed open the half-closed door in front of her.

Dust and dirt rose in clouds.

Wang Yanjun couldn't help but wave her sleeve to sweep it away, holding her breath.

Looking around, there was a thick layer of dust accumulated in the house.

But, fortunately, other than the dust, there was nothing else messy.

Wang Yanjun sighed reluctantly and said to everyone, "Let's all rest here for tonight."

"Lian Bing, gather the nearby people and let everyone know to assemble here, and we'll head back together in the morning."

"Yes!"

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Inside an unnamed mountain forest.

Chang Yinfa and Yu Xiaoruo fled for their lives, almost to the point of running blindly in panic.

Their clothes had been torn by various thorns during the run, making them look utterly disheveled.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

Yu Xiaoruo kept urging, with a lingering expression of fear on his face.

Chang Yinfa, gasping for breath, said, "Mr. Yu, it feels like the tiger demon and ghost haven't followed us. We're safe."

Yu Xiaoruo glanced back, saw no sign of pursuit, and only then did he start to feel a little reassured and stopped running around like a headless fly.

Chang Yinfa sat down on the ground with a thud, breathing heavily, his face filled with the terror of having narrowly escaped death.

They're all dead.

The strength of those ghosts was terrifying; each one of them was at least as strong as a martial master in the Bone Refining Realm, plus their elusive movement speed. Almost all of his fellow disciples who were with him met with misfortune.

If he hadn't been shrewd and followed Mr. Yu in a desperate escape, he probably would have ended up the same as them.

This tiger demon was even more frightening than the rumors suggested.

Both men sat on the ground without a word, disregarding their appearances.

Yu Xiaoruo took out a Qi Blood Pill and threw it into his mouth, chewing crunchily as he recovered his energy. Your next journey awaits at m v|l-e'm,p| y- r

Chang Yinfa, watching this scene, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, his eyes showing envy.

After a while, when both had regulated their breath and recovered some energy, Chang Yinfa asked, "Mr. Yu, where shall we go next?"

Yu Xiaoruo exhaled a breath of stale air and pondered for a moment before saying, "We're going to..."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

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He had not yet finished speaking when suddenly, a series of explosions in the distance interrupted him.

Yu Xiaoruo turned his head at the sound and saw three trails of blue smoke rising in the east, shooting straight into the sky. After reaching a certain height, they gradually began to disperse and blend into a cloud due to the wind.

He suddenly sat up, his eyes full of surprise, "That's Team Leader Wang's signal to gather everyone!"

After hesitating for a moment, Yu Xiaoruo said, "Let's go, hurry over."

Having said that, Yu Xiaoruo followed the direction of the signal.

Chang Yinfa looked towards the distant mountains with reluctance and followed.

The two of them pushed through brambles and thorns, crossing over a mountain, and finally rushed into Shiqiao Village.

The ancient stone bridge at the entrance of the village was mottled with age, and its surface was covered with moss and weeds, clearly abandoned for a long time.

However, before even entering the village, they already heard a commotion of surprise, as if the village was abuzz with voices.

Chang Yinfa and Yu Xiaoruo exchanged a glance, puzzled, and quickly rushed in.

By this time, other people had also arrived in the village, forming a circle with a constant buzz of discussion emanating from it.

Full of curiosity, Chang Yinfa and Yu Xiaoruo squeezed into the crowd and craned their necks forward, only to gasp at the sight on the ground.

"Hiss…"

It was clearly the very tiger demon they had seen!

The one they had been running from, afraid that it wasn't easy to deal with… was dead!

Yu Xiaoruo looked at the bull-sized body of the tiger demon and the arrow wounds all over it, and he couldn't help but urgently ask the person next to him, "Who killed this tiger demon!"

A female martial artist with a face as sharp as a knife turned around, somewhat impatient.

Seeing Yu Xiaoruo dressed like a government officer, her impatience subsided, and she respectfully said, "I just heard that a martial master named Shen Qing did it alone."

Yu Xiaoruo pressed on, "Shen Qing? Why does that sound familiar? Who is he with?"

"He's from Linfeng Hall over there, a direct disciple newly taken in by Li Linfeng."

"Everyone says he's already reached the Qi Cultivation Realm, truly terrifying."

Upon hearing this, Chang Yinfa, who was standing beside them, had a look of astonishment, his mouth slightly agape as if he could fit an egg.

Yu Xiaoruo looked at Chang Yinfa with annoyance and glared at him fiercely.

If he remembered correctly, Chang Yinfa was the one who thought Shen Qing was unreliable and had led some of his disciples to bribe him and defect to his side.

And yet, here was someone capable of slaying a demon tiger.

Incapable of even understanding the situation within his own Martial Arts Hall, truly a waste!

He had missed a great opportunity to distinguish himself.

Chang Yinfa also felt aggrieved.

He didn't know that his own sect had admitted such a monstrous prodigy.

Now he felt like he was caught between a rock and a hard place; whether it was sh*t inside his pants or not, he was still in a mess, full of grievance.

He had clearly seen Shen Qing appearing utterly unremarkable, so how had everything changed by noon?

The disciple his master had taken in was too good at biding his time; he had truly misjudged him.

No, he had to suck up to him.

Having slain a demon and returning to the city, Shen Qing would certainly rise to fame.

With the connection of being from the same sect, he might definitely reap some benefits.

Chang Yinfa's eyes rolled, and disregarding Yu Xiaoruo, he silently slipped out of the crowd. After finding out where Shen Qing lived, he rushed there nonstop.

But when he arrived, the doorway was already crowded with people, and the main gate was shut tight.

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