Songshan.

Since Shaolin had the idea of reopening the mountain gate, the world's warriors have gathered, and businessmen are rampant!

But with the gathering of warriors, the disputes between the various major sects have reappeared, and Shaolin is also under great pressure - after all, the agreement that was made back then is now unilaterally torn up by Shaolin, which is the enemy of the world's rivers and lakes and major power families.

To put it mildly, this is wanting to enter the market to share the cake and compete for incense!

"Everyone is ready to deal with it, the major rivers and lakes are menacing, and they will definitely not give up, and everyone needs to work hard to solve this matter!"

The Shaolin host instructed the major courtyards to unite this time, after all, all the courtyards of the reopening of the mountain gate agreed, and headed by the Dharma Academy, Du Zhen, who is a genius, has become the dominant person, and the Shaolin host is also willing to cultivate this genius.

Du Zhen thought about it, and hurriedly said loudly: "Everyone rest assured, since I dare to put forward a proposal to reopen the mountain gate, I will be mentally prepared." ”

"That's good!"

Many old monks in Shaolin breathed a sigh of relief, if they really want to be targeted by the martial arts sects in the world, they don't have to play, they can directly announce the end.

Of course, Wataru was already prepared.

At the foot of Song Mountain, in a small town.

Jiang Que and Huang Rong all lived in the inn with Hong Qigong, and when they looked up, they could see the crowd of people coming and going in the inn, most of them were Jianghu men, carrying swords and swords in and out.

"Hmph, he Shaolin is so bold, he dares to reopen the mountain gate now, doesn't he take us seriously?" The man in the purple robe said coldly, his face was furious.

Coincidentally, Jiang Que passed by.

Seeing this familiar face, he couldn't help but sneer, "Gang Master Qiu, I didn't expect that the world was so small, and I could actually meet you here." ”

The purple-robed man is Qiu Qianren who is still licking his wounds, more than two months after the end of the Dadu tragedy, he, the gang leader in charge of the Iron Palm Gang, was also seriously injured, even if he has the cultivation of the acquired perfection realm, he almost can't come back, and now after two months of recuperation, he finally regained a little action.

If Shaolin hadn't taken the opportunity to engage in moths again, he wouldn't have come out, but Jiang Que didn't expect to meet Qiu Qianren here anyway, "It's really a narrow road!" ”

Since the tragedy in Dadu, Jiang Que is the master who wears a face towel and comprehends the sword intent, and it has long been rumored, even people with a little bit of crop control know that the one who injured him Qiu Qianren in King Zhao's mansion was the famous Imperial City Si to lift Jiang Que.

He was also depressed for a long time, a pair of iron sand palms can't even compare to a demon, who is going to cry about?

Now hearing Jiang Que's familiar voice, Qiu Qianren thought that he had heard it wrong at first, after all, Jiang Que had a bad reputation, and this is the boundary of Songshan Shaolin, and the people of Jianghu and martial arts gathered, so it stands to reason that he didn't dare to come.

But when he turned his head to look, he couldn't help but tremble after looking at Jiang Que, he had been injured by Jiang Que in Dadu before, and he hadn't fully recovered yet, so he couldn't help but laugh and said: "It turned out to be Lord Jiang, it's really fate!" ”

If he hadn't fought against Jiang Que, he might have thought that he could beat the invincible opponents all over the world with a pair of iron sand palms, and even teach Jiang Que to be a man.

But now, he was afraid.

Jiang Que glanced at him coldly, and smiled at him: "It's quite fateful, but it's a pity that some are just bad fate, last time the Qiu gang leader wanted to teach me a lesson, I don't know if I have this idea this time?" ”

Keep teaching him?

Qiu Qianren's face froze, and he secretly complained, "If you hadn't comprehended the sword intent, I might have this idea, but now, I don't know who taught whom." ”

Although he was arrogant and arrogant, he thought he was invincible with iron sand palms, but he couldn't do it when he ran into Jiang Quan, and he also planted a big fight.

Seeing that Jiang Que's tone was not good, Qiu Qianren hurriedly put away his cold and arrogant face, and said with a smile: "Lord Jiang said that he was laughing, how dare I, a small family, teach you a lesson, if my lord doesn't dislike sitting down and drinking together?" ”

It's just that his smile is uglier than crying.

Jiang Que glanced at it in disgust, and said coldly: "Forget about drinking, if the Qiu Gang Master is willing to have a discussion with the official, it will be great, after all, I am a stingy person, I was wronged in Zhao Wangfu and had no ability to regain face, but now I think that my strength has grown a little, so I ......"

After a pause, he didn't say the next words, but Qiu Qianren had already guessed it, and couldn't help but twitch his old face, and thought depressedly, "Zhao Wangfu, you lost face?" Is it true that he was injured like a bloody man in the end? ”

Jiang Que's words made him so depressed that he wanted to eat soil, and he apologized with a low smile, you Jiang Que didn't even accept any affection, did he want to lose face?

So, looking at Jiang Que's indifferent face, Qiu Qianren's brain was also hot, so he responded coldly: "Since Lord Jiang wants to compete with this seat, if this seat doesn't accept it, won't he be ridiculed to death?" ”

After all, he agreed in a hurry, and when he saw this, Jiang Que nodded with satisfaction, and said nonchalantly: "Okay, I'll wait for you in the open space on the mountain behind the town in a while!" ”

After speaking, he first entered the inn with Hong Qigong Huang Rong and settled down, and the back mountain was not Songshan, just a wilderness and flat land.

Hong Qigong was a little puzzled, and after going upstairs, he asked: "Jiang boy, if you provoke Qiu Qianren when you come, aren't you afraid of his iron sand palm?" ”

Although he had heard a little about Zhao Wangfu's affairs at the beginning, Qiu Qianren had been in charge of the Iron Palm Gang for many years, and Hong Qigong, who had the ability to hold an iron sand palm, was still relatively jealous, and couldn't help but feel worried about Jiang Que.

And Jiang Que shook his head with a smile and said, "Qigong, it's just a defeated general, I can still defeat it, it's okay!" ”

Huang Rong next to him suddenly realized and guessed: "Brother Jiang, if I didn't guess wrong, you should want to borrow Qiu Qianren to Liwei, after all, there are many people from the rivers and lakes here, right?" ”

Jiang Da Devil's reputation is not very good, if he doesn't establish his prestige, he is afraid that cats and dogs will come to disturb him, what can he do.

Regarding Huang Rong's speculation, Jiang Que did not deny it, nodded and said: "It's still Rong'er, you are smart, you can see through the Tao in it at once, hehe!" ”

That's right, that's the idea he played, when there is no prestige, everyone wants to step on it, and when the time comes, they will use him as a stepping stone, although Jiang Que is not afraid, but if there are too many people, he will be upset.

But soon Hong Qigong next to him was unhappy, and glanced at Jiang Que angrily, and said, "Cough! Dare to love you, kid scolds me around the bush, this old man is called Hanako stupid, right? ”

teased a few words, but in his heart he was not angry.

If Qiu Qianren is very strong, he will just look at the point at that time, and it will be enough to ensure that Jiang Que, a good seedling, will not die.

"Ahem." Jiang Que's old face flushed, and he couldn't help but be embarrassed: "Qigong, you think too much, I didn't mean that, your old man must have guessed it at the first time, but he didn't say it, right?" ”

"Well, that's right." Hong Qigong nodded with satisfaction.

In the end, Jiang Que couldn't cry or laugh, and couldn't help muttering to himself: This old naughty boy.