C25

Half a month later, at the foot of Mount Hua.

Xiao Tian clearly remembered that Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong had had a fateful showdown at Hua Shan. Although Yang Guo's growth path was crooked because of him, it was unlikely that the fates of Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng, the arch-rivals in this world, would have changed too much.

"Master, will elder Hong and his foster father be in Hua Shan?" Yang Guo asked with a bitter face as he led the horse.

From Yang Guo's point of view, it was still too early for the third competition. Hong Qigong, that gluttonous dragon, was probably wandering the world enjoying delicious food. How could there be a mountain of flowers?

As for his foster father, Ouyang Feng, that was even more impossible. Ever since he taught Ouyang Feng the Art of the Toad, he had never seen his foster father again.

"Then how about we make a bet?" Xiao Tian looked at Yang Guo and jokingly said: "If you win, then you don't have to go to Peach Blossom Island or Xiangyang City, but if you lose … There are quite a few experts hidden in the Central Plains. Although the Shaolin Temple will not be used to seal the mountain, it does not lack experts … "

Yang Guo trembled and shook his head. How could he not understand what Xiao Tian meant?

It would be fine if he won, but if he lost, then he would really have to challenge Shaolin Temple!

Even though Yang Guo hadn't heard much about Shaolin Temple, since Shaolin Temple was able to make his master give such a high evaluation, then the difficulty wouldn't be that much lower than challenging Five Existences!

Xiao Tian shook his head, and then his expression turned serious. He turned around and looked at a mountain path not far away, and his eyes became sharp.

An old man with a square face, an innocent face, and thick hands and big feet came walking from afar. His clothes were covered in spikes, but they were all washed clean. He held a bamboo cane in his hand, and on his back was a large gourd painted in vermillion red.

"Speaking of which, isn't it that the Northern Frontier has appeared?" Xiao Tian turned around and looked at Yang Guo as he said with a smile with the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

Yang Guo raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead. He was still a bit scared, luckily he didn't make a bet with his master, otherwise, he would have to walk towards the Shaolin Temple!

Not long after Hong Qigong appeared, a tall old man slowly walked out from the other side of the mountain road. The old man's eyes were sunken in, his white hair was messy, and he wore a white robe that seemed to have not been washed for a long time.

"Foster father!" Yang Guo exclaimed when he saw the old man. Back then, he was poisoned by Lee Mochou's Icy Soul Silver Needle, and it was Ouyang Feng who taught him the skill of a toad that allowed him to survive. How could he forget Ouyang Feng?

"Good child!" Although Ouyang Feng was crazy, he had real strength. Yang Guo's voice was not soft, so naturally, he heard it. Ouyang Feng looked over and a smile appeared on his face. He quickly walked towards Yang Guo.

Ouyang Feng didn't seem to be in a rush and just happened to meet Hong Qigong, who was walking towards them …

"Old Poison?!" The moment Hong Qigong saw Ouyang Feng, all the muscles in his body instantly tensed up as his inner force gradually became active.

"Who are you? Why do I have the urge to beat you up whenever I see you?" Ouyang Feng looked at Hong Qigong and frowned. He couldn't help but circulate his inner force and his tone became cold.

On the other hand, he had forgotten that this old poisonous object had gone berserk while cultivating the Nine Yin Sutra.

Hong Qigong heard Ouyang Feng's words and lightly shook his head before turning around to leave.

"Don't go!" Ouyang Feng suddenly shouted and struck out with his right hand. A sharp wind from his palm struck towards the back of Hong Qigong's heart …