Chapter 140: The Water Monster's Right Claw

  The lynx let out a loud cry, its paws scratching the ground as if they were itchy, but it didn't rush to attack Li Mang. It seemed to be afraid and not daring to come up, but that wasn't the case. Li Mang soon discovered the truth. A group of about ten lynxes emerged from nowhere, crying out loud as they rushed to the side of this lynx, forming a circular formation around Li Mang.

  "Woof woof!"

  "Hmm... "

  Large rocks were scratched by the chicken claws under their feet, and it was unknown what signal they had agreed upon, a group of lynxes rushed up at the same time. Don't look at how strange they looked, but their speed was not slow at all, their bodies rubbing against the air emitting dazzling white light.

  If it were in the past, Li Meng would have been extremely cautious and careful. But now with the energy of the White Tiger Sacred Canon surging within him, he was bold and eager for battle, and feeling that he could handle it, he not only didn't retreat but instead raised his great knife and charged forward.

  "Pffft!"

  "Woof!"

  "Ahhh..."

  Their strength was indeed not weak, but far from being as fierce as the Bird-headed Dragon God. With Li Mang's recent increase in power, relying on the energy of the Xuanwu True Classic and the White Tiger Sacred Canon, as well as the sharpness and hardness of the Xuanpin Great Knife, Li Mang killed these small monsters quickly. The last two were so afraid that they didn't dare to fight again, tucking their tails and fleeing without a trace.

  "Don't let me see you again!" Li Meng shouted at them, brandishing his bloody great knife. The time for the gamble had been too short, he hadn't had enough fun yet, and the part of his blood that belonged to the White Tiger Holy Canon was still boiling over.

  But as the lynx's power escaped without a trace, Li Meng gradually came to his senses, and this negative influence made him frightened and uneasy, and even the energy of the Xuanwu True Classic was somewhat disturbed.

  It's strange to say that the originally boiling golden energy gradually calmed down after encountering the water-based energy of the Xuanwu True Classic, and finally restored peace.

  "The White Tiger Scripture is too terrifying, it can actually interfere with my emotions, and in severe cases, I might even lose my rationality?" Li Mang furrowed his brow, this was clearly not a good thing, fortunately the Xuanwu True Classic could counteract it, otherwise Li Mang wouldn't dare to continue cultivating.

  "Is this still an ancient martial art?" Li Meng couldn't help but have a doubt in his heart, not only questioning the White Tiger Scripture, but also doubting the Xuanwu True Classic.

  Ancient Martial Arts and Cultivation are two different cultivation systems, but they also have similarities, sometimes even causing confusion. Cultivation tends to focus on cultivating the mind and the elixir field, while Ancient Martial Arts emphasizes physical training, but both can practice meditation and have powerful techniques with names like "Certain Scripture" or "Certain Classic".

  The two have two main differences. One is the manifestation of Dantian, which is simpler in Wudao. After the elixir is formed, there are no other particularly noticeable changes, and after it is broken, one reaches the legendary realm of flying immortals; while Xiuzhen has more, such as Yuanying and other series of realms, which are relatively complicated but have more levels.

  The second difference is that, from the beginning of cultivation, Xiuzhen can release true yuan externally through various techniques to release energy; while Wudao wants to release energy to hurt the enemy, at least fifty years of boundary are needed. Li Mang can't do it now, no matter whether it's the White Tiger Sacred Canon or the Xuanwu True Classic, so the performance signs of both major kung fu methods are more inclined towards Wudao.

  But is this really the true martial way? The techniques come from the Four Great Divine Beasts, and Li Meng has reason to be suspicious. Moreover, these two great techniques have a significant difference with traditional martial arts.

  If it weren't for seeing Fan Gu Dao's safe and sound cultivation, Li Meng wouldn't even dare to continue cultivating, the negative impact is really too frightening. Not only the White Tiger Scripture, but also the Xuanwu True Classic has negative signs, it's just that they're not very obvious yet, at most you'll see water and want to go soak for two or three days and nights...

  "Find an opportunity to ask the master for advice." Li Mang didn't dare to be careless, he wanted to ask clearly whether Fan Gu had similar experiences at the beginning of his cultivation, and how to avoid them.

  Looking down at the corpse on the ground, Li Mang slightly furrowed his brow, took a deep breath, and stomped his foot. The rocks shattered with a loud noise, forming a small pit. He continued to stomp several more times, and the accumulated small pits became a large pit.

  Li Mang put the only lynx corpse into his storage ring, and buried the rest. Who made Shan Hai Jing and what was its purpose, Li Mang didn't know, anyway Shan Hai Jing was now his private property, he had always taken good care of this environment, he never interfered with the beasts' killing and fighting, but if it was something he killed himself, he would often bury it underground.

  The mountain was very large, but it was always a rocky mountain, with few plants and even fewer animals. Except for the lynx, Li Mang only saw a few large birds flying in mid-air.

  These birds are quite strange, shaped like eagles but with a pair of hands similar to humans, their cries sound like the calls of partridges. They are called " Vermilion Birds", just an ordinary wild animal without any special value.

  "Since they are so scarce, eating one means there will be one less. I'll let you off for now!" Li Mang gazed up at the sky, muttering to himself with a self-righteous expression.

  The truth is that he's just making excuses, with his greedy nature, even if there was only one left, he wouldn't let it go. The real reason he didn't attack the "Vermilion Bird" is because he had a resistant attitude towards those "human hands". Moreover, he simply didn't have the ability to fly that high to catch them, nor did he have any guns, so what could he do?

  He soared through the air for nearly half a day, and Li Meng arrived at the second mountain of Nan Ci Er Jing along the water flow of Gui Shan. This is said to be a mountain, but in fact it is more water, all the spring water on the cabinet converges here, forming a vast mountain lake, with occasional rocky peaks standing on the surface of the water, extremely beautiful.

  This is Changyudong Mountain.

  The name of Chang Er Shan comes from a kind of wild animal here, which is called Chang You.

  Li Mang's feet were steadily treading on the water surface, his eyes scanning the underwater in a circular motion. He could see some strange fish swimming happily among them, but these were just common species that could be found in many streams and rivers, including Lixi Water and Nan Ci. Li Mang was not surprised.

  "Whoosh!"

  The water surface in front of him was suddenly torn apart, and a wet monster appeared in his line of sight. It looked like a macaque monkey, but had four ears, its arms were exaggeratedly long, and its legs were not short either.

  This is just right.

  Li Mang and it stared at each other, both able to feel the thick battle intent emanating from the other. Li Mang had the White Tiger Sacred Canon, while Chang You was originally a ferocious beast that loved to fight. Now that he saw this human intruding into his territory, he naturally wouldn't remain still.

  "...the long mouth on the right side muttered something, like human language, but not Chinese, the skin on his face was ferocious, revealing a wild and savage nature."

  But what shocked Li Mang was that he understood the other's meaning, Zhang You was warning, threatening and intimidating him, telling him to leave Zhang You Mountain quickly, otherwise he would be eaten... The language was also very vulgar, and Li Mang even heard dirty words from it.

  Li Meng dares to swear to heaven that he is truly a human, with pure and unadulterated human bloodline, and has no relation whatsoever with these four water monsters in the water, let alone any blood ties...

  But how could he understand the other's language? ... Li Meng not only didn't feel happy about understanding its language, but instead felt inexplicably unfriendly towards it, with a growing sense of hostility in his gaze.

  "Surrender, behave." Li Mang shouted with the Xuanpin big knife in his hand, but he didn't feel awkward at all. He hoped the other party wouldn't understand, otherwise he would feel terrible.

  "Roar!"

  However, Zhang You still understood Li Meng's words and immediately became angry. With a stroke of his arm on the water surface, his entire body suddenly transformed into a sharp arrow, and with a "hiss" sound, he shot out from the water surface.

  Li Meng was even angrier, and to his surprise, he could actually communicate with the water monster monkey, and in a mysterious language at that. This challenged the self-sufficient pride of the human race. As they approached each other on the water's surface, Xuan Pin's great knife sliced through the air, swift, accurate, and ruthless!

  "Whoosh!"

  The water surface was cut open by a big knife, forming huge waves that swept away in both directions. But the long right that should have been split was no longer there, it was extremely agile in the water, and its body dodged Li Mang's attack with a flash of movement, turning into a residual shadow, suddenly accelerating to appear in front of Li Mang, its long arm swooped down, grabbing Li Mang's foot standing on the water surface, then without any hesitation sank downwards.

  "Boom!"

  Li Mang was dragged underwater in an instant, his foot still being grasped, and he was very passive. But he wasn't afraid at all, the energy of the Xuanwu True Classic circulated on its own, allowing him to not only stay underwater for a long time but also swim agilely like a fish. For him, the water bottom and land were no longer much different.

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