"What did you just say?" The mud bodhisattva threw the carrion on the ground and asked Wen Chou.

"It's nothing, let's go quickly, don't let the helper wait!" Wen Chouchou covered his face with the small fan in his hand, and after keeping a distance from the mud bodhisattva, he smiled a little reluctantly.

The mud bodhisattva didn't say much when he heard the sound, lowered his head and walked through the place where the teenagers practiced martial arts, and under the gaze of the disciples of the Tianxia Association with swords and swords on both sides, he walked towards the main hall at the top of the mountain step by step from the steps at the bottom of the mountain with the words "Jie Jian Chi" written on it.

This is a very majestic hall, which looks resplendent from a distance, like the emperor's palace and more than the residence of a sect.

In front of the door of the main hall, a plaque with the words "Tianxiahui" written on it is hanging on the door, like everyone declaring that this is the helm of the Tianxiahui.

The mud bodhisattva lowered his head and walked into the hall step by step, and with the arrival of the mud bodhisattva and Wen Chou, many guards wearing gold armor stood scattered on both sides.

"Male Gang Master, don't come to harm....." After entering the main hall, the mud bodhisattva did not raise his head, just stood on top of the main hall and arched his hand in front of him.

"Mud Bodhisattva, the old man has been waiting for a long time!"

At the end of the main hall is a crystal chair with a long beard and a middle-aged man who looks to be in his fifties. And from the position where this person is sitting and the word "world" written on the back, it is not difficult to see that this person is the leader of the world's famous society today.... Domination.....

"It's really a mistake to let the male gang leader wait for a long time!" The mud bodhisattva lowered his head when he heard the sound.

"Stand down..... "Hero stood up from his seat and waved at the guards in the main hall.

"It's the helper, and the villain is retiring." Wen Chouchou glanced at the mud bodhisattva beside him, he was good at being a man, and he immediately beckoned the guards on the hall to walk out, and closed the door of the hall when he left.

Looking at the empty hall, Xiongba stood lightly beside the mud bodhisattva and whispered; "You and I have been friends for many years, and you also know my temperament very well, so I came to ask you to have important matters to discuss this time."

"The helper wants to ask about the Sword Saint!" The mud bodhisattva raised his head, and on his face covered with rotten sores, he had a pair of bright eyes, as if he could see through everything in the world.

For the uncertain prophet of the mud bodhisattva, Xiongba is also accustomed to it, and he doesn't think about it; "It was my covenant with the Sword Saint that made a war with me, the Sword Saint became famous before me, and he used to be a hero in the world. It's a pity that we haven't met, and now the time for the war has arrived, so I want to ask you, what are the odds of winning if I make an appointment with him now! ”

"With the gang leader's world-class martial arts today, whether it is the Northern Sword Saint or the South Nameless, I'm afraid they are not the opponents of the gang leader!"

The mud bodhisattva smiled slightly, and after hearing the mud bodhisattva's words, Xiongba was slightly stunned, and then laughed even more.

The male bully laughed, and the mud bodhisattva also laughed. The mud bodhisattva laughed, and the male bully also laughed.

In this way, the sound of laughter continued to be heard in the main hall, which startled the disciples waiting outside at a loss.

The two laughed at each other, and laughing and laughing, Xiongba suddenly turned cold and said in a deep voice; "If I can defeat the sword body in one fell swoop, then the day when I will dominate the world is just around the corner. If I lose this time, then everything here will be a thing of the past, including your ....."

"Hehe, the helper doesn't have to worry so much, although the villain has already seen through life and death, but if you fight with the Sword Saint, I'm afraid you will have to wait another ten years!" Listening to the threat in Xiongba's mouth, the mud bodhisattva smiled dumbly and said disapprovingly.

"Oh! What does this mean? Xiongba turned his head sharply, his eyes fixed on the mud bodhisattva.

"Hehe, the time has not yet come!"

The mud bodhisattva shook his head with a smile, then took out a scroll from his hand and gently handed it to Xiongba.

"Helper, this is for you, I hope it can help you!"

The mud bodhisattva held the scroll in his hand, held it in both hands and handed it to Xiongba. Looking at the cautious appearance of the mud bodhisattva, Xiongba also reached out to take it suspiciously, and then opened it without hesitation.

"How can the golden scales be a thing in the pool, and they will turn into dragons when they encounter wind and clouds!"

The scroll opened gently, and two lines of black and white words were clearly written on it, so that Xiongba couldn't help but read it softly.

"What do you mean by that?" Xiongba looked at these two lines of anagrams, and looked at the mud bodhisattva with some strange eyes.

"These are the two birthdays, and they are also the disciples of the future gang leader, one of the names of the two of them has wind and the other has clouds, and they are destined to help you turn into a dragon!"

The mud bodhisattva said softly, and then the bamboo pieces with the words engraved in the two texts were placed by him in the hands of the male master.

"Turning into a dragon!" Xiongba clutched the bamboo piece in his hand tightly, and his eyes were on the word "world".

"Exactly, but this is only the fate of the first half of your life, and the second half of this life I also put in this box." The mud bodhisattva unwrapped the package behind him, took out a compass from inside, and placed it on the table in front of him.

"What will happen to the rest of my life, can't you say it now!" Looking at the huge compass in front of him, Xiongba asked anxiously.

"It's not that I don't want to say it, but I can't say it."

The mud bodhisattva pointed to the compass and said softly; "This compass is made by Persian craftsmen, and it is composed of one hundred and eight sets of broken sexagenary branches, as long as you can reassemble these scattered sexagenary branches, then your fate for the rest of your life will naturally be known. But I want to tell you in advance, that is, this treasure box cannot be opened with external force, otherwise it will only burn jade. ”

"Okay, since what you said is so interesting, then I'll play with you, and the answer I get in this way is better than what you said directly!"

The heart is full of pride, but I don't think I will be able to unlock a box, you must know that the one who can practice martial arts to this point is not arrogant and arrogant, and Zhikun is famous. So after hearing the words of the mud bodhisattva, Xiongba agreed after a little thought, never thinking about the possibility that he would not be able to unlock the box.

...........

"According to the decree of the World Council, all men with the eight characters of birth on it will be reported immediately from now on. The reporter will be rewarded with 100 taels of gold, but those who conceal it and do not report it will be punished and killed. ”

Countless Tanma with the banner of the two characters of the world behind them set off from the Tianxia Society, and the two birthdays were also widely known by the world.

"The owner, the owner, someone is looking for the little master's birthday!"

Someone in Bujiazhuang held the posted notice and ran to a house shouting again and again.

"Leave them alone, my peerless sword is coming out at a critical juncture, what are you doing with these things!" The middle-aged man glanced at the notice in the man's hand, wiped the sweat on his face, and said disapprovingly.

"The owner of the village, it is written on it that those who do not report will be punished by the three clans, and those who report will be rewarded with 100 gold!" Looking at the big man who didn't pay attention to it at all, the man said a little eagerly.

(End of chapter)