The Tibetan monk in front of him is extremely skilled, unfathomable, and speaks and dresses, obviously a person from the Tibetan Esoteric Sect.

In addition, the older Tibetan monks used the wheel as a strange weapon, and after more than ten rounds of fighting, Li Mu already knew that the tall and thin guy in front of him was the Mongolian National Teacher Golden Wheel Dharma King.

King Jinlun had three apprentices in his life, the second disciple was dull, and the third disciple was impetuous, all of whom were useless. Only the eldest disciple has excellent qualifications and extremely high talents, but unfortunately he died young, which has become an eternal pain in the heart of the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

In the battle, he was most afraid of distraction, Li Mu shouted loudly, affectionately, and spoke a round Tibetan language, which immediately made the Golden Wheel Dharma King of the Grandmaster realm lose his mind for a moment.

The three wheels that were flying all over the sky finally had a flaw and revealed the gap.

Li Mu saw the stitches, crossed the Darba who was looking at him in a demented state, ignored the scolding behind him, and fled into the mountains without looking back.

The woodlands in the mountains, overgrown with weeds and trees, are far from being as flat as the main roads in town.

Before fighting Bailaihe, the iron wheel, which has always been invincible, was actually escaped. This made the invincible Golden Wheel Dharma King in Mongolia dare not underestimate Li Mu's skills at all.

Li Mu is just young, his internal strength is not his opponent, if he talks about light achievements, he is still above himself.

Coupled with entering the forest late at night, there were many variables, and after weighing it again and again, the Golden Wheel Dharma King outside the forest could only take a deep breath, suppress the anger in his chest, and beckoned his disciple Darba to return to Kaifeng City.

Since then, Li Mu has never appeared on the border between Song and Mongolia.

Two years later, the second Great Khan of Mongolia, who reigned for thirteen years, suffered a drunken stroke and was in critical condition. The streets and alleys of the capital city and Lin are covered with royal notices. Summoning the folk divine doctor into the palace.

Passing by Huangbang, a caravan came, leading camels and carrying goods, of different ages, and the fifty or so people were all men. Most of them wore dark robes. With a long white cloth scarf wrapped around his head and a circled beard, he followed a middle-aged man with a scar on his face in the lead to line up into the city.

The imperial capital of Mongolia, Hala Holin, referred to as Holin, is the capital of the most powerful country on the Eurasian continent in today's world. Merchants of all nationalities come and go, and there are countless of them, hoping to earn a lot of gold coins in this most prosperous place.

Merely. Nowadays, the Mongol Great Khan is critically ill, and the atmosphere in the capital is very depressing, and it is always lifeless.

It was rare for merchants from Persia to come and bring new goods, so that as soon as the foreign merchants entered the city, they were surrounded by strange crowds in the city.

When business comes to the door, the goods on the camel can be bought and sold on the street.

Hara and Lin are prosperous. Alecia was full of strange eyes, perhaps because he had just turned fourteen years old. I had never seen such a lively market, and I excitedly ran to the side of the guard leader who was born in Western Xia, and sighed without words: "Brother Tuoba, what a lively place, my clan will also build such a prosperous place in the future." ”

"Be quiet, kid, you don't want to die!"

Run off at the mouth. If they are listened to by those who have a heart, they are in danger. Fortunately, the market was bustling with people, and Alechi's shouts were eventually drowned out in the noise of the market.

The big brother Tuoba in Alechi's mouth, his full name is Tuoba Han. Originally a Xixia person, after the country was ruined and his family died, he traveled all over the world, and the four seas were his home.

After getting along for more than a year, Aleche still doesn't know the details of his big brother, but he is a very capable person on the grassland. Skilled in archery and horses, skilled in martial arts, and none of the warriors in the tribes of the steppe was the opponent of Tuoba's eldest brother.

The people on the grassland have a bold personality, go straight, eat the strong, and the winner is king. Alechi, who worships the strong, was killed when his father was exterminated, and his mother, who was reduced to slavery, also died of illness many years ago.

Alechi, who has no father and no mother, is a child who wanders various tribes to eat, and when he sees that Brother Tuoba has good skills, he insists on following Tuoba to break into the world.

Don't look at the nearly fifty or so people in the caravan, in fact, most of them are not from merchants, but from various ethnic groups on the grassland.

All of them are battlefield orphans left over from the Mongolian wars.

Like this Alchi, he is a descendant of the Tatars, the feud of the Mongol people. In that year, the Tatars were defeated, and all the adult men above the chacha were killed, leaving only women and children to be used as slaves.

Tuoba Han, who had other plans in his heart, was far from being as simple as Aleche saw, and the battlefield orphans he took in were basically children who had been exterminated and had a deep hatred with the Mongols.

Both parents are dead, the net worth is innocent, even if he bows to the Mongolian horsewhip, the hatred in his eyes is not something that can be intimidated by slaughter.

The backbone followers, Tuoba Han, did not refuse, and were not stingy with them, teaching literary and martial arts, and by the way, further strengthening their hatred of the Mongols.

Hearing that Alechi, the youngest in the team, was taught a lesson by Tuoba's eldest brother, Zalandin, who was the first to follow Tuoba Han, straightened his face and said, "Alechi, go to work." It's okay to talk nonsense, and don't take the goods off the camel. ”

In his majesty, seeing Aleca pouting and running back to the caravan, Zalandin, who was already in his forties, said respectfully to Tuoba Han: "Master, I see that you have been looking at the imperial list, the disease of the Great Khan, do you want to go to the doctor?" ”

"How many times have you said it, you don't need to call me master, you and I are close in age, just be commensurate with brothers."

"There is no reward for saving lives. I, Zalandin, a dead man, have been blessed with the grace of my master's life, so how can I be worthy of my master's brother? ”

This Zalandin didn't know exactly where he was from, but he was a down-and-out wanderer who was rescued from a group of mountain people in a mountain area in Kurdistan when Li Mu traveled to the homeland of Khorezm.

Try his kung fu, although it is different from the number of roads in the Central Plains, but it is also extraordinary, plus he is quite knowledgeable, and he has a deep hatred for the Mongols.

Tuoba Han hit it off with this Zalandin, and the two seem to be master and servant, but they are actually more like brothers. Managing the caravan, Tuoba Han sings with a red face and a kind and talkative attitude, and Zalandin sings with a white face and is mean and stern.

Zalandin insisted on getting along with the master and servant, and the helpless Tuoba Han had no choice but to pick up the conversation and whispered: "Indulge in lust, don't stop drinking, get drunk and have a stroke, and time is short." Even if I had a way, Zalandin, do you think I would go to the doctor? ”

"Hmph, I didn't expect that Wokotai also has today, killing my people, robbing goods, and burning fields back then, after all, it was his retribution. However, since you have a way to heal, master, if you can enter the palace with medical skills, it is not a way, and it is a simple way. ”

In Khorezm, which is now Iran, Turkey, Arabia and other places, Zalandin is distinctly Caucasian, with a square face, curly hair, white skin, a high nose, and deep-set eye sockets.

With the same color as brown curly hair, the indescribable coldness in Zalandin's eyes looked meaningfully at Wan'an Palace, the palace where Wokotai was located.

"How can it be so easy to heal the dying man, and how can the plan unfold if he doesn't die? Zalandin, now that the capital has arrived, let's meet the legendary great merchant Odurakan first! (To be continued.) )