At night, the wind on Mount Everest grew stronger again, blowing up countless snow dust, which greatly affected the vision of Shen Cheng and his group.

Old man Liu Chiyue didn't mind the wind in his mouth, and kept telling Shen Cheng his story along the way.

"You young people should have some idea of ​​how cunning the monkeys in the south are. In fact, they are even more dangerous than you imagine. But is that effective? Our artillery bombarded them, leaving no grass behind. The monkeys immediately cried for their parents..."

Chen Cheng held Mu Bing in his arms, nodding along the way as he followed Liu Chiyue's words.

He Weijiang spoke very little and did not listen to Liu Chiyue. Instead, he kept his attention focused on the front, observing the movements ahead.

As they chatted, Shen Cheng suddenly asked: "Mr. Liu, your swordsmanship is so good, and you seem to always want to contribute to the country, why don't you teach swordsmanship?"

Hearing this, Liu Chiyue was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and sighed: "It's useless..."

"Not useful?"

"The Miao Dao is no longer useful," Liu Chiyue said. "It's inconvenient to carry and has certain limitations. There are many cold weapons that can replace it now. Its use on the battlefield is no longer as significant as before."

Shen Cheng: “…”

That... is true.

At this moment, Mu Bing in Shen Cheng's arms frowned, and He Weijiang also raised his hand, signaling them to stop.

I saw three monsters staggering towards me in the snow and dust, making bursts of "ho ho" sounds.

"Hey, three trash!" Liu Chiyue smiled and raised his Miao Dao: "Old Jiang, don't fight with me. Let me practice with my sword."

"Don't waste time." After leaving a word, He Weijiang walked silently to Shen Cheng's side.

A major characteristic of Liu Chiyue's swordsmanship is that there is nothing fancy about it. Every move he makes is a fierce attack, as if he is simply killing for the sake of killing.

He stepped forward quickly, and before the monster's eyes could even emit red light, Liu Chiyue split its head in half with one knife.

"Tsk, there's not a drop of blood on this thing." Liu Chiyue muttered with some regret.

As he spoke, Liu Chiyue turned around and stabbed, easily piercing the second monster's head.

With a swing of the knife, the corpse hanging on the blade was shaken away, and Liu Chiyue looked at the third monster.

At this time, after Liu Chiyue had dealt with two monsters, a red light flashed in the eyes of the third monster, and it entered killing mode and quickly rushed towards Liu Chiyue.

However, it was of no use.

Facing the monster rushing towards him, Liu Chiyue's face remained calm. He turned his wrist, raised the blade, and in an instant cut the monster in half!

“Gudong——” Shen Cheng couldn’t help swallowing.

If he were to face these three monsters, it would definitely not be as easy as Liu Chiyue, and he would have to get hurt to some extent.

Feeling his clothes being tugged at, Shen Cheng lowered his head and saw Mu Bing looking up at him: "Me too, the power of the Phoenix."

Uh...if Mu Bing is included, it would be a lot simpler.

After the three monsters were dealt with, Liu Chiyue walked up to Shen Cheng with a knife in one hand and said with a smile, "Isn't he handsome?"

"Handsome!" Shen Cheng nodded vigorously.

"Do you want to learn?" Liu Chiyue raised his eyebrows.

"Broad but not mixed." He Weijiang on the side suddenly spoke, making Chen Cheng swallow the word "want" that was on the tip of his tongue.

Now he has learned stick techniques and sword techniques, and he has not yet mastered these two weapons. Just as He Weijiang said, he is knowledgeable but not complicated. Shen Cheng does not think that he is a genius.

Seeing this, Liu Chiyue turned to He Weijiang, puffing his beard and glaring, "Why are you talking so much? I almost... ahem, almost got a disciple. Do you know how difficult it is for me to find a disciple now?"

"Tell the truth." He Weijiang said lightly.

"At worst, I can just let this kid abandon all those miscellaneous martial arts and focus on practicing Miao Dao with me. I'm confident that his strength will definitely not be lower than mine in the future!"

Although Liu Chiyue acted a little frivolous, he seemed to really want to accept Shen Cheng as his disciple.

Hearing Liu Chiyue's words, if he hadn't been in the snowy wind, Shen Cheng would probably have sweat on his forehead.

Abandoning the Shen family's stick technique? Grandpa would definitely beat him to death if he knew!

No, I absolutely cannot agree to that.

"Hmm?" A rare smile appeared on He Weijiang's lips, but it was a bit strange. "Do you know who taught him the stick and sword techniques?"

"I know all about his grandfather and the old Taoist priest Zhang Qingyun, but so what?" Liu Chiyue looked indifferent.

Although his boxing skills are not as good as Zhang Qingyun's, if they compete with weapons, he can easily defeat Zhang Qingyun.

Moreover, Zhang Qingyun just happened to be a master of swordsmanship, and he was very skilled in it.

"I won't say much, Taoist Zhang. Why don't you have a competition with Mr. Shen Yu, and then consider whether to accept Shen Cheng as your disciple?" He Weijiang said with a smile.

Shen Cheng couldn't help but look at He Weijiang a few more times.

This old general... seems to know about his grandfather's past deeds?

"Hiss..." Liu Chiyue was an experienced man. He could tell that He Weijiang seemed to have other intentions and always felt that something was wrong.

Could it be that... this kid's grandfather is even stronger than him? And not just a little bit stronger?

Turning his head to look at Shen Cheng again, Liu Chiyue wondered whether he should visit Shen Cheng's hometown when he had time, and exchange martial arts with Shen Yu.

The rest of the journey was very peaceful. Not even a monster was seen. It was so peaceful that it seemed a little weird.

This kind of thing definitely doesn't hibernate at night. After all, Shen Cheng and the Wolf Team encountered them at night when they went up the mountain.

The snow and wind are getting stronger and stronger.

At the same time, an inexplicable sense of unease was growing and spreading in Shen Cheng's heart.

He Weijiang and Liu Chiyue also noticed that something seemed to be wrong, and they concentrated their minds and quickened their pace down the mountain.

"We are only a quarter of the way to the foot of the mountain now." Dr. Xiaoliang's voice came at the right time.

At this rate, Shen Cheng and his team would be able to leave Mount Everest before dawn.

After walking for a while, He Weijiang's foot sank into the snow. He suddenly felt something was wrong. He frowned and stopped.

"Old Jiang?" Liu Chiyue turned around and saw He Weijiang standing there. He couldn't help but ask in confusion, "What's wrong?"

He Weijiang did not answer, but used his boots to sweep away thin layers of snow.

After a moment, He Weijiang suddenly looked up: "Let's go quickly, there's an ambush! The snow here shows signs of being dug!"

As He Weijiang finished speaking, a series of red, withered arms broke through the snow and stretched out...