The "Jiuyang Divine Skill" hidden in Shaolin's "Lenga Sutra" should still be there at this time, and no one will move.

After completing the cultivation of "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong", Fang Yuan had nothing to delay, he only stayed in Xiangyang City for a few days, and described his perception of each level of "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" into a book, leaving a copy with the scout camp and Guo Jing.

Then, he took some luggage and parcels and headed towards the Central Plains of Yuzhou.

The place where the Shaolin Temple is located is Songshan, as the famous Shaolin, even if it is hidden now, its local fame is still very sufficient, Fang Yuan believes that when he arrives in Songshan, everything will be clear.

This went to Xiangyang, Fang Yuan incarnated as a scholar, and traveled the rivers and lakes in the name of a scholar to experience the world.

When encountering injustices, when you clarify the questions, you will still not hesitate to take action.

When encountering heroic chivalrous things in distress, I will definitely help them, and when I encounter people who have gone astray, I will save them if I can save them.

Even, on the way, he specially went to see the famous Shuibo Liangshan, but the results of the exploration made him very regretful, the one hundred and eight generals in the text of the previous life were not as nostalgic and yearning as imagined.

"Yes, after all, no matter what, it's just a bunch of bandits."

Fang Yuan looked at the chaos of the bandits in the cottage, shook his head, raised his sword and silently killed a few leaders whose behavior was invisible, turned around and floated away.

Eight hundred miles of water is parked, blocking thousands of troops and horses, but it can't stop the swordsmen in Tsing Yi.

Shuibo Liangshan Xing, the chaos in his heart was inexplicably cut a lot, and then the swordsman in Tsing Yi suddenly didn't want to deliberately look for it with a certain purpose.

So he turned a corner, not caring about the right direction, just concentrating on wandering in the rivers and lakes.

Tsing Yi fluttered, the long sword was stained with blood, Fang Yuan, who was one person and one sword, seemed to have forgotten everything, and only walked in the mountains and wilderness, in the city, and in the countryside.

Unrestrained, wandering between the rivers and lakes without the slightest purpose, if you encounter something you want to manage, you can take care of it, and if you can't meet something you want to manage, it's just that.

This feeling is intoxicating.

Until, a group of refugees fled from Xiangyang.

"The Mongols are starting to attack the city?"

"Guo Daxia led a thousand heroes to fight bravely outside the city, and the book of asking for help is urgently told to the world?"

"Scout Camp Resume?"

All kinds of things about Xiangyang gradually gathered in Fang Yuan's heart, he put the wine glass in his hand, turned around and left, after leaving this restaurant, he didn't care about the shocking world, his body was vertical, and he disappeared into the mountains and forests between ups and downs.

"Ang~~"

A terrifying roar came from the mountains and forests, followed by a giant dragon with two wings on its back, rising from the mountains and forests, hovering in the clouds and flapping its wings.

"Dragon! Dragon! Dragon! ”

The people on the ground were so excited that they couldn't help themselves, whether it was a beggar with dizzy eyes or a merchant in fine clothes and food, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously.

Dragons, faith too!

……………………

In the simple and elegant hall, Guo Jing, who was lighting candles, was studying and discussing the techniques of dealing with the battle with several strategists.

It's just that this attack on Mongolia is prepared, and the Song army has been weak for a long time, and the battle has been fought until now, and it has been supported by the hundreds of soldiers and beggars under Fang Yuan's command, and a group of beggars and disciples, martial arts heroes.

It's just that the Mongol army is strong, and they can only barely resist it, and no one knows if the city will be lost in the next attack.

Everyone discussed in the hall for a long time, but they were never able to negotiate any regulations, seeing that it was already dark, considering the battle of defending the city tomorrow, Guo Jing couldn't help but wave his hand, and let everyone retreat tiredly.

Back in the backyard, Huang Rong, who was wearing a blue dress, gently handed him a cup of tea.

"Xiang'er slept?"

Letting his wife press his temples, Guo Jing couldn't help but ask.

"Well, I just fell asleep."

Huang Rong smiled slightly, looking at her tired husband, a trace of tears flashed in her eyes, but in an instant, her eyes rolled, and she spoke to Guo Jing in a relaxed tone.

"Husband, now that Mongolia is powerful, this Xiangyang City doesn't even care about the imperial court, do we have to keep it like this?"

"Xiangyang is an important military town, and the imperial court will definitely send troops to come, so we just need to keep it for a while."

Guo Jing shook his head, stood up from the chair, turned around and looked at Huang Rong with a smile on his face: "Besides, who said that we have to keep guarding?" ”

Huang Rong was stunned for a moment, and then raised her head suddenly: "You still want to take Mr. Fang's scout camp to attack the Mongolian military tent?" ”

"Now the only people in the city who can shoot are these soldiers who have practiced martial arts, and a group of martial arts warriors, and those martial arts masters are not in formation, so in order to avoid any accidents, whenever we attack, we can only take them."

Guo Jing shook his head, turned to see the melancholy on Huang Rong's face, and couldn't help but smile again:

"Don't worry, these hundreds of soldiers who have practiced "Golden Bell Jar" and "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" are combined, and the probability of survival in the battlefield is stronger than that of ordinary Jianghu masters!"

"Coupled with our cover, no matter what, Mr. Fang's people will not suffer too much loss. Besides, I think Mr. Fang will also support the fight against Mongolia. ”

Xu thought of something, and the smile on Guo Jing's face was much more natural: "These brothers in the scout camp have a higher desire to resist the enemy than most people!" ”

Hearing Guo Jing say this, Huang Rong shook her lips, and finally had to nod her head with difficulty:

"I'm awake about these things, it's just that my husband often leads martial arts masters to sneak attacks at night, and I'm afraid that the Mongolian army will take precautions, so I ask my husband to be more careful."

"The assassins like us, the weakest scout battalion soldiers, almost all have the strength of second-rate masters in the rivers and lakes, plus our cooperation, the combat effectiveness is very strong, even if they know that we will play this trick."

"However, first, I don't know when we will attack, and second, since the Mongolian army tent is so big, I won't know where the target of our attack is, plus our combat strength is strong, how can it be easily defended."

Guo Jing comforted Huang Rong for a few words, then got up to say goodbye, and left in a hurry, leaving only Huang Rong behind him, looking at his back, secretly worried.

By the time Guo Jing arrived at the scout camp, six hundred heavily armed soldiers had already been assembled, and around the scout camp soldiers, there were more than 100 martial arts masters with second-rate strength, more than 30 first-class masters, and more than 10 first-class peak masters!

Coupled with Guo Jing, who has the strength of the grandmaster, this lineup is not not strong.

"Quietly get out of town, go!"

This is not the first time that he has gone out of the city to sneak attack, seeing that everyone has assembled, Guo Jing did not talk nonsense, waved his hand, and then carried a long knife on his back, and took the lead in leading people out of the city, and everyone behind him followed, carrying his blade, and quietly disappeared into the darkness.