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Ling Muyun left the boundary of Shaolin, galloped north, crossed the Yellow River, and went all the way to the Mobei grassland.

To say that in this ancient times, the long journey can not help but be hard, but also very dangerous, it is common to be robbed and encountered, if you do not have the skills of two hands, you will encounter accidents. Those who dare to travel long distances are not businessmen who are familiar with the road, or people with martial arts, or dignitaries with bodyguards.

It is precisely because of this that in this ancient society, once there are relatives and friends who are going to travel far away, people are often extremely sad, depending on the farewell, if the literati scratch the guest, it is even more rare to chant poems to say goodbye to express feelings, not that these ancients are too emotional, but the risk of traveling far away is too great, not only life and separation, but also possible death.

Fortunately, Ling Muyun's martial arts have been successful at this time, although he is not a top master, but he is already at a second-rate level, as long as he is careful and careful, and does not deliberately provoke those famous ruthless characters, it is no obstacle to walk the rivers and lakes. Therefore, although Ling Muyun also encountered some bandits who saw him dressed elegantly and spends money generously along the way, they were all cleaned up by him, and he did not delay the time, and finally came to the Mobei grassland after more than a month of trekking.

Ling Muyun originally thought that it would be easy to find Guo Jing after entering the grassland, but after entering the grassland, he found that things were far from being as simple as he imagined. At this time, Mongolia was still in the backward nomadic civilization period, living by grazing, living by water and grass, not at all like the Central Plains where you would encounter some towns and the like every other distance, and often did not see a person for several days in a row. Ling Muyun, who had no choice, had no choice but to hunt for food and sleep in the wilderness, which was hard to describe.

Of course, Ling Muyun is not without a little gain. The arduous road and harsh environment also stimulated the potential of Ling Muyun's body to a certain extent, and his strength was greatly improved. Especially the original weakest internal strength, with the solid foundation laid by the Nine Yin True Scripture Yi Muscle Forging Bone Chapter, and then practicing the Jiuyang Divine Skill, his internal strength has improved by leaps and bounds during this time, and it is several times stronger than when he fought with Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing before, and he has already entered the house.

It's just that although the increase in strength made Ling Muyun very happy, it couldn't dispel his anxiety about finding people. I finally met a Mongolian tribe, but because Ling Muyun didn't understand Mongolian and couldn't understand the language, it was extremely difficult to communicate. Eating and staying overnight are simple things that can be communicated by gestures, but it is difficult to explain such complex issues as finding a way to ask, and the comparison is also a chicken and a duck for a long time, and Guo Jing's whereabouts have not been inquired.

In desperation, Ling Muyun had no choice but to endure the anxiety in his heart, and gave one of the herdsmen's families some money as boarding funds, and temporarily lived in this tribe, and learned Mongolian from these Mongolian herdsmen while solving the problem of food and accommodation. The encounters of stepping into the grassland have made Ling Muyun clearly know that if he doesn't solve the problem of language barriers, he will not be able to move an inch on the grassland at all, let alone looking for Guo Jing, it will be good if he can not starve to death.

Fortunately, Ling Muyun's memory has greatly improved since he crossed over, and he has learned Mongolian much faster than ordinary people, and after living in the tribe for more than a month, he has been able to communicate with people in Mongolian. Once the problem of language barrier was solved, Ling Muyun had no intention of staying any longer, so he left and continued to search for Guo Jing's whereabouts.

Originally, it was not easy to find someone on the vast grassland, otherwise the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan would not have searched for several years in the desert grassland before finding the whereabouts of Guo Jing's mother and son by chance.

But fortunately, Ling Muyun is familiar with the original work, and knows that Guo Jing is in the Mongolian beggar tribe where Temujin is located at this time, and Temujin has been fighting non-stop all these years, annexing countless tribes, crisscrossing the northern country, and his reputation is far and wide.

When he came to the destination, Ling Muyun looked around, but saw that the grass was in the sky, and on the vast grassland, herds of cattle, sheep and horses were galloping happily on the grassland under the care of the herdsmen, or wandering leisurely, or grazing with their heads down...... On a wide flat land in the middle of the grassland, there are a number of yurts, I am afraid that there are thousands of them, and there are many people walking through them, a lively scene.

"This beggar tribe is so big, it seems that the population is not 100,000 but also 80,000, with the special surname of the nomads, at least 20,000 or 30,000 people can be put together, this Temujin has become a climate!"

Ling Muyun took the scene on the grassland into his eyes and sighed secretly in his heart. No one knew better than he, the travelers, how majestic Temujin's future might be. "Let all the places covered by the blue sky be used as pastures for the Mongols." These are his bold words. And he did exactly that, his life was spent almost in conquest, after the unification of Mongolia, he began his series of magnificent conquest wars, Pingxi Liao, sweeping Khorezm, defeating the Jin State, destroying the Western Xia...... He single-handedly created the most extensive Mongol Empire in Chinese history, and was worshiped by the Mongols for generations!

Temujin was indeed a great leader for the Mongols, as he led the Mongols to create a vast empire that almost led the Mongols to the top of the world in this era.

But he is a veritable demon for the people of other nationalities, and his series of wars of conquest have brought humiliating enslavement and bloody slaughter to the people of all nationalities. The Han nation did not escape this catastrophe, and the Southern Song Dynasty regime in the south finally fell under the iron hooves of the Mongolian iron cavalry he founded, and the Han nation completely destroyed the country for the first time in history and became the object of arbitrary oppression and enslavement by the Mongols.

It is precisely because of this that Ling Muyun felt emotion after seeing the strong strength of the Qiyan Tribe, because it marked that Temujin, a glorious and sinful man through the ages, had laid a solid foundation for his future ambition and hegemony, and Ling Muyun seemed to have seen the rise of a powerful empire that trembled both continents in Europe and Asia......

Just as Ling Muyun's thoughts were flying, he suddenly heard a commotion in the direction of the tribe, and when he looked up, he saw many men and women riding out of the tribe, all running in one direction. Ling Muyun followed the direction of those people galloping, only to see that not far from the tribe there was a cliff about dozens of zhang high, above the cliff, there was a group of eagles fighting fiercely, one of them was about twenty black feather eagles, and the other side was two extremely large white feather eagles, those Mongolians who rode out of the tribe turned out to see the excitement.

"The white eagle? Could it be—"

Ling Muyun's heart suddenly moved, he remembered something, his feet knocked the belly of the horse under his hips, and he galloped towards the cliff where the eagles were fighting.

Galloping to the bottom of the cliff, Ling Muyun found that there were already dozens of people under the cliff at this time, all of them raised their heads upward, watching the fierce battle between the white eagle and the black eagle in the sky, many people also shouted, most of them were cheering for the two white eagles, some people even called the white eagle "Divine Bird", they cheered when they saw the white eagle gaining the upper hand, and they were anxious and worried when they saw the white eagle falling into the wind, and they were even more nervous than they were on the field.

Originally, eagle birds of prey were common on the Mobei grassland, but they were generally gray-black, and white ones were rarely seen. And now this pair of white eagles fighting with the black eagle is not only a rare white feather, but also huge, more than twice as large as the general eagle, is a rare xenomorph, even the Mongolians who live on the grassland all the year round are deeply surprised, that these two white eagles are the "sacred birds" loved by God, and there are some ignorant people who worship them as gods, bow and worship, so at this time to see these two white eagles and a group of black eagles fighting, these Mongolians are almost one-sided support for the white eagle.

Unlike the other Mongols, Ling Muyun did not pay attention to the two fighting eagles in the air, but looked around, because if he remembered correctly, it was here that Guo Jing first met Ma Yu in the original book, received two white eagle cubs and began to be taught by Ma Yu, and had to pass on the internal skills of Xuanmen.

Sure enough, under careful attention, Ling Muyun soon discovered that a pair of young men and girls were galloping from a distance on a horse.

This pair of boys and girls are well-dressed, all wearing mink fur and brocade hats, and the young man looks sixteen or seventeen years old, with thick eyebrows and sharp eyes, and a simple face. And the girl is younger, thirteen or fourteen years old, with a round face and white skin, and crystal clear eyes, which can be regarded as a rare little beauty among the Mongols.

Ling Muyun's eyes lit up, and he secretly thought to himself in his heart: "Dressed luxuriously and matching in age, these two should be Guo Jing and Hua Zheng." ”

At this moment, a small group of people galloped over, the first of whom was a middle-aged man wearing a mink fur and a golden knife at his waist, and his dignity was extraordinary, and beside this big man were two people with the same brocade hat and mink fur who looked somewhat similar to him, one was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, and the other was a twenty-three or fourteen-year-old young man. Beside these three people, there were more than a dozen people, all of them with hanging knives and arrows in the form of mighty, and it could be seen at a glance that they were all battle-hardened tigers and wolves.

Ling Muyun's heart was shocked when he saw this scene, and his eyes immediately locked on the body of the leader of the big man: "Could he be Temujin!" ”