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Chapter 39 The Feast of Martial Artists

The entire Lubuxi Forest Park is full of mountains and deep canyons; there is no such strange, dangerous and interesting as famous attractions, and even the scenery here can be said to be dull.

But the entire forest park has rich and lush vegetation. Although the canyon is not steep and novel, it does not lose the beauty of a small family.

Of course, because of this, the tourism development of Lubuxi is not very good. The stream is gurgling and winding down, surrounding the stilt houses. There is no spacious venue here.

Ling Bing's G63 was already stopped. The car door was opened, Ling Bing had already walked down, walked straight to Zhang Muyang, and raised his head and said, "There is no place to park in front."

Zhang Muyang had already seen the scene before him. He went down to both sides of the valley along the Net Stream, and any places with open space were already filled with cars. There were tents next to each car. The big one was a rectangular military green military tent, and the small one was an outdoor professional tent of about ten square meters.

Looking around, Zhang Muyang pointed to the distance and said, "Let's go over there."

The place Zhang Muyang mentioned is actually already downstream of Net Creek. Walking along the road, there is a drop slope of about 80 cm by the stream. Net Creek has a bend here, leaving a river beach of about hundreds of square meters.

When the car arrived here, Zhang Muyang directly got down with the tool. He dug down a slope and the drop was reduced to less than fifty centimeters. Zhang Muyang drove down directly.

Such a big car, this domineering appearance immediately attracted a lot of people's attention. As the car was parked, six hydraulic support columns extended from the four corners of the car, supporting the car smoothly.

Zhang Muyang said to Ling Bing next to him: "Student Ling Bing, don't mind sleeping with me today, do you?"

"What?" Ling Bing's face turned red suddenly.

Zhang Muyang himself became embarrassed, and he had a lot of knowledge about women. There is no question about ancient and modern times, but both at home and abroad must have been involved.

However, at this time, Zhang Muyang also felt a long-lost feeling towards Ling Bing. Who made the famous ice fairy in front of him?

"Well, the tongue is wrong, the tongue is wrong." Zhang Muyang explained, and said, "I mean, there are beds on the RV. You don't mind."

Just as Zhang Muyang was talking, a loud cheering sound suddenly came from the opposite side. Just by the river opposite, more than a dozen people gathered together. There were two people competing in the middle.

At this moment, one of them had already jumped up several meters in the air. Immediately afterwards, the man stepped on a huge rock next to the stream, then crossed three or four meters away, and when he fell again, he stepped on the stone in the stream. Then a kite turned over and the man was already standing on the side of the stream.

This set of identity is smooth and elegant. It looks like it is a light skill that is empty.

Someone next to him immediately cheered: "Okay, I am worthy of being Ning Laosan of the Pai Gang. With this skill of light body, I am already superb."

As this person's words fell, a middle-aged warrior in his forties immediately sighed and sighed: "I wonder if you have this feeling and experience. It seems that the world is changing now. Recently, I have heard the news that people with fellow men have broken through the realm. In my opinion, the era of our warriors has arrived."

"It's not seemingly, but facts. I heard from the Emperor He of Wudang that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has increased. This is no longer a new thing. It's a pity that we have been born for decades. Now, we can only do our best to raise our children." An old man in his fifties said with emotion.

"Everyone, no matter what, this is a grand event of martial arts, and the prosperous era of martial arts is coming soon. This is still worthy of gratitude."

These words came to Zhang Muyang's ears without falling a word. This made Zhang Muyang sneer in his heart. The prosperous era of martial arts is just a joke. This is the era of cultivation.

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The night in the mountains always comes much earlier than that in big cities. On the one hand, the hidden mountains and trees make the surrounding environment seem deep. In this way, as long as there is no sunshine, it always seems a little dim.

On the other hand, there are too many light sources in the city. When night falls, or even before it even arrives, the lights light up. In this way, it still seems like daytime.

I won’t say that Liu Changyong is a bad character. But this person will enjoy it. The huge all-terrain Umonik off-road RV is filled with various meats and vegetables. Looking at the posture, Liu Changyong doesn’t seem to be here to check the situation, but to take a vacation.

However, it is now just cheaper. Ling Bing returned to his normal posture after getting into the RV. A telescopic sunshade stretched out next to it. The kitchen utensils were also moved from the car to the ground. Ling Bing took action and fryed a few side dishes very neatly. Ling Bing even took out a bottle of good red wine.

Others are as hard as sleeping in the open, while Ling Bing and Zhang Muyang are as comfortable as vacation. In the glass goblet, red wine is swaying. Ling Bing raised the cup and said, "Zhang Muyang, I wish you. Thank you today."

From this point, we can see Ling Bing’s psychological quality. Ling Bing can achieve the same achievements as in his previous life. There is a reason for this.

With the look of many people looking sideways, the two of them had dinner. Zhang Muyang suggested: "Ling Bing, let's go and see the bottomless cave together?"

When Ling Bing heard this, he immediately agreed happily, "Okay. But wait for me."

About five minutes later, Ling Bing came down in full arms. The SLR camera was hung around his neck again. The white baseball cap was also worn.

Following the tour trail of Net Creek, the two of them went upwards, and the closer they got to the area of ​​the cave, the more crowded it became.

This scene also made Zhang Muyang a little puzzled. Why are there so many martial arts people all at once? Looking at the number, there are no less than 300 people. I haven’t seen so many martial arts practitioners on weekdays.

Follow the trail and walk about two kilometers away, there is a big bend in front. Between two peaks hundreds of meters, Net Creek circumcises a 90-degree bend here.

At the same time, the stream water has also been narrowed here. On one side of the trail is a whole shale slope. On the other side is a stream path less than 50 centimeters wide. On the other side is a cliff several meters. On the edge of the cliff, the stones extend out. It feels like it is artificially carved. In fact, this is formed by the erosion of the stream over the years.

About hundreds of meters further ahead. Originally there was an observation deck here, but now it was occupied by a group of people. These people all looked fierce and blocked everyone's way.

Going further forward, wherever you can see a deep pit with a diameter of about 100 meters in front of you, which has been presented to everyone.

At this moment, a voice sounded: "Go, go, go! Go back quickly. This place has been blocked."
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