It was late at night, and the young man Zhang Fei was lying on the bed toss and turns and couldn't sleep.

His master in his dream said that this treasure is very important to him and he must get it.

Zhang Fei looked at the window of the room, gritted his teeth, and jumped out along the window.

He thought to himself that my dad is sorry, my son can't listen to you this time.

I will come back to kill pigs when I get the treasure.

It's up to you to beat or scold you.

Although he had never traveled far, he didn't know where Hengshan was.

But there seems to be some guidance in the dark, and the intuition tells him that it is right to go in this direction.

...

Northwest, Liangzhou.

A handsome young man was practicing shooting skills in the martial arts field in his mansion.

His marksmanship was as fast as lightning, and the flying snow in the sky could not touch his gun body.

This young man was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and he was the famous Xiliang Jin Ma Chao in later generations.

His father Ma Teng was standing behind him and watching Ma Chao practice guns lovingly.

After a long time, Ma Chao stood up with his gun.

Ma Teng clapped his hands and said with a smile:

"Yes, my son's marksmanship has improved a lot.

At this speed, being a father will no longer be your opponent in a few years.”

Ma Chao bowed to Ma Teng and said:

"My father, I want to tell you something in my heart, but I am afraid that you will not believe it after hearing it."

Ma Teng touched Ma Chao's head and said:

"How could I not believe my son's words?

Chao'er said anything he said."

Ma Chao said respectfully to Ma Teng:

"Father, the child is always restless lately, and there seems to be a voice in his heart talking to the child."

Ma Teng asked, "Then what did this voice say?"

"It said that the child has a great opportunity to go to Huashan, so that he can find opportunities in Huashan."

Ma Teng sighed and said, "Since that's the case, then I'll go."

Ma Chao asked in surprise:

"Sir, do you believe what I said is true?"

Ma Teng nodded and said:

"Of course my father believes in you. My ancestor of the Ma family is General Fubo Ma Yuan.

When it comes to the opportunity, my descendants of the Ma family also know a little about it.

Whenever a great battle comes, great fortune will come into being.

Since my son has such an opportunity, he should be the protagonist of this era.

Meng Qi, you must grasp it."

Ma Chao nodded firmly and said:

“I got it, father.

I will set off to Huashan tomorrow!”

...

Just a month after everyone set out to look for opportunities, a man with red phoenix eyes, lying eyebrows, blushing face and long beard walked to Mount Tai.

This man's surname is Guan, his name is Yu, and his courtesy name is Yunchang. He was a good man from Jiedong.

Guan Yu has loved swordsmanship since he was a child and liked to study in the Spring and Autumn Period. When he was a little older, he became famous teachers everywhere.

At this time, Guan Yu finally achieved great success in his swordsmanship. He felt that there was a great opportunity waiting for him in Mount Tai, so he rushed straight to Mount Tai.

When he arrived at Mount Tai, Guan Yu felt hungry and happened to encounter a temple.

Guan Yu looked up and saw that the plaque of the temple was written with the words "Qingjiao Dawang Temple" (Note 1).

Seeing that the plaque was quite new, he must have someone inside, so he stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Please come in" a clear male voice came from the temple.

With the permission of his master, Guan Yu walked into the temple.

After entering, I found that there were no clay statues in the temple, only one table and one bed.

A handsome man in blue clothes was sitting at the table at this time.

Seeing Guan Yu come in, the young man smiled and said to him:

"Chang Yun, you are finally here, but let me wait."

Guan Yu was stunned when he heard this and asked, "Do you know me?"

The young man nodded and said:

"Of course, I'm here specifically to wait for you.

You're hungry, let's eat something first."

After saying that, a plate on the Jiang table was pushed to Guan Yu.

When Guan Yu saw that there were nine faced cows, seven faced tigers and seven faced bears inside.

These animals are pinched to life and smell like a scent.

Guan Yu, who had been hungry for a long time, quickly grabbed a face bear and put it in his mouth.

The man in green advised him gently:

"Don't worry, eat slowly, it's all yours."

Every time Guan Yu ate an animal, he felt that his strength had increased a lot.

After eating seven noodle bears and five noodle tigers, he couldn't eat them anymore.

The man in green looked at Guan Yu and said, "The power of five tigers and seven bears is good."

Guan Yu asked in confusion:

"Why is this young master, why is the Qingjiao King Temple not like a temple?

Who is this Green Horn King?"

The young man bowed to Guan Yu and said:

"This Green Horn King is here.

I have a fate with Brother Yun, so I will help Brother Yun fight for the rest of my life, and to achieve the best of my fortune."

Guan Yu was still confused when he heard this: "How to help me?"

The young man waved his sleeves and smiled, "Brother Yun will know later."

Guan Yu lost consciousness and fell asleep in the moment when the young man waved his sleeves.

I don’t know how long it took, but Guan Yu stretched his waist and woke up.

He looked at his location and it was in a dilapidated temple.

There is a sculpture of a green dragon in the temple, which should be used by local people to seek rain.

Guan Yu laughed at himself:

"I said how could such a strange thing happen? It turned out to be a dream."

Just as he got up and walked away, his eyes were suddenly shook by some light.

Guan Yu quickly looked in the direction of the light and found a long blue knife with a cold light standing there.

The blade of this knife is surrounded by a green dragon, and you can tell at a glance that it is a top-quality treasure sword.

Could it be...

King of Green Horn?

King Qingjiao!

He suddenly understood what the man in green said that helping him fight for his whole life meant.

Guan Yu walked forward, stroked the blade and said:
To be continued...