I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 57
He was so powerful that he struck fast and hard. After a while, the eagle with a wingspan of four meters stopped moving at all.

Song Boyu finally killed the beast and was covered in blood. He turned over and lay on the ground, panting.

After a while, he struggled to get up, took out the rope from behind, tied one end to the rock on Eagle Cliff, and tied the other end to himself, then grabbed the rope and slowly climbed up the cliff, his eyes flashed with hope. The color of the wings.

But after arriving at the location, the hope in Song Boyu's eyes turned into disbelief, and he whispered in disappointment: "Where is my red blood cinnamon? Why is there only half of the rhizome left in such a big red blood cinnamon?"

He simply climbed down the cliff, searched for a long time, and found nothing. Finally, he climbed to the top of the eagle cliff and looked at the eagle with a frustrated face: "You have come here, you can't come back empty-handed.

This eagle is quite majestic. Its head, wings and talons can probably be sold for some money. At least it will cost Brother Feipeng his horse. "

Song Boyu felt that he was extremely unlucky today. Not only did he not find the red-blooded cinnamon, he was almost killed by this flat-haired beast, and the borrowed horse was also lost.

If he hadn't mastered the two special skills of the true meaning of killing and the mind's eye, he would have to explain it here.

While cursing the eagle in a low voice, he chopped off its head, wings and claws as sharp as divine iron along the bone structure.

Full of resentment and anger, Song Boyu simply disembowelled the remaining eagle body to vent his frustration.

A scent that smelled like musk but not musk came from the eagle's belly. Song Boyu's complexion changed greatly. He quickly reached out and groped for its stomach. After a long time, he took out three small red-red lumps, which were slightly hot in the palm of his hand. Red blood cinnamon!

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it! It took no effort at all. It should be mine, and it will be mine sooner or later."

Song Boyu knelt on the ground, laughing happily, and quickly wiped the corrosive liquid on it. The cinnamon was basically well preserved and could be eaten.

Putting his hands together, Song Boyu whispered: "Thank you for the gift of nature, Brother Ying, please rest in peace."

Song Boyu put Cinnamon in his arms, tied the eagle's head, wings and talons with ropes and carried it on his back. He hung his long and short swords on his waist and ran down the cliff quickly. It was already dusk. If he went back too late, , I'm afraid the city gates are closed.

Then Xiu Niang should worry again.

Halfway through the journey, Song Boyu suddenly heard the cry of "Xilulu" and the howling of wild wolves.

He turned his head in the direction of the sound and saw that the gray horse was being chased by a wild wolf and running towards him desperately.

When the gray horse saw Song Boyu, it was like seeing a savior, and it screamed even more joyfully.

Song Boyu shook his head and said with a smile: "You are such a naughty beast, I hope your fortune will be good."

He grasped the hilt of the long sword at his waist and ran quickly. When he encountered a wild wolf, he drew his sword and stabbed upward diagonally. It penetrated the wolf's neck into its head, killing him instantly.

Slowly drawing out the long sword and wiping it with linen cloth, Song Boyu got on his horse and headed straight for Fucheng.

Finally at dusk, Song Boyu rode his gray horse and paid the money to enter the city and returned to Fucheng.

Song Boyu rode home, and there was a pretty figure at the door looking around. When he saw Song Boyu, he was happy at first, and then a little angry.

When Song Boyu got off the horse, Xiu Niang saw that her body was covered in blood and she quickly went up to help her and check:
"Brother, how did you do it? There are still blood stains. Are you injured?"

Song Boyu smiled and turned around, showing Xiu Niang the big eagle head behind him. He also smiled and said: "I'm not injured, it's all the blood of this flat-haired beast. It wanted to kill me, but I didn't expect it to kill me instead! You first Wait for me for a while, I'll go to Brother Xun to return the horse, and ask him if he has any channels to sell these things behind my back."

Xiu Niang took Song Boyu's arm and said, "The food is ready. Let's eat before we go. We can also change our clothes. It's not good for you to come here like this."

Song Boyu thought about it, and what Xiu Niang said made sense. He was covered in blood, and anyone who saw him would be speechless.

The guard at the city gate almost thought he was being attacked by bandits.

After eating and drinking enough, he took a bath in cold well water, changed into clean clothes, and then carried the eagle's head, wings and sharp claws on his back, and swaggered through the city on a horse, attracting the attention of many people.

Xun Feipeng, who was recovering from his injuries at home, was surprised when he saw what Song Boyu was carrying. He observed carefully for a long time and said:
"I heard from Ba Ang yesterday that there was an evil eagle in the western suburbs that hurt someone, and the government offered a reward of 200 taels of silver.

It should be the beast you killed. You can take the eagle head to exchange for the reward tomorrow.

How did you manage to kill this flat-haired beast flying in the sky? "

Song Boyu didn't say that he relied on the two special skills of the mind and the true intention of killing. He just smiled and made up random things: "This flat-haired beast lost his head and hit the ground forcefully. I'm pretty good at close combat."

Xun Feipeng believed it and nodded: "You are indeed a lucky person, but why did you go to Eagle Cliff so early in the morning?"

Song Boyu's face was not red, and his heart was not beating, and he said casually: "A few months ago at the Water Dragon Festival, I met a fat black wizard Zhu. He said that I would go to Eagle Cliff before the end of this year and I would definitely gain something. Maybe he was referring to This thing."

As he spoke, he knocked the eagle's head, making a crisp sound.

Xun Feipeng was not sure about the mysteries of divination, so he could only nod his head and said: "It's better to be more careful on weekdays. Since the Blood Moon Overlord, all kinds of monsters in the city have been eliminated, but there are still many ferocious beasts in the suburbs who take the opportunity to transform into monsters. , although the spiritual wisdom is not activated, it is still very dangerous."

Song Boyu nodded and then asked: "Do you know anything about monsters? What's the difference between monsters and the spiritual intelligence you mentioned?"

Xun Feipeng laughed: "I understand a little bit. Ordinary monsters are ferocious beasts that are more powerful than ferocious beasts. It is probably equivalent to the difference between us ordinary people and warriors. Even the powerful monsters cannot be defeated by the Foundation Establishment Dzogchen. As for opening the spirit Zhi is a real demon, his strength is comparable to that of immortal masters, and his wisdom is comparable to that of a ten-year-old child. He is extremely dangerous."

Song Boyu couldn't help but gasped after hearing this: "The demon is really dangerous. It seems that we should go less often to this suburb."

Xun Feipeng smiled: "Don't be too afraid. Demons are dangerous, but we human immortal masters are not vegetarians. Especially since our dynasty is the same dynasty as the immortals. There are immortal masters guarding the vicinity of big cities like Fucheng, and the demons are almost Extinct, these six-day old ghosts can only survive in remote places."

The two talked for a while, and Song Boyu left the eagle wings and claws with Xun Feipeng and entrusted him to sell them on his behalf, and stood up to leave.

After returning home, Song Boyu clarified a small porcelain vase and carefully put the red blood cinnamon into it.

Early the next morning, Song Boyu took Eagle Head to Fuguo Yamen. He was a good man and bought some cooked meat, fruits and wine, and gave them to the officials and servants of the Yamen. He exchanged them for 200 taels of silver without any difficulty.

On the fifth day, Song Boyu and Xiu Niang were brewing medicine together at home. Their faces were flushed by the firelight. Xiu Niang was particularly tired, but she looked excited.

(End of this chapter)