Half of the horses on the grassland belong to Wanmatang, and the places where the ten thousand horses gallop belong to the lord of the grassland.

The original Temujin recognized this sentence very much, because the ten thousand horses at that time were galloping for him.

And now, when he became Genghis Khan, he regarded Wanmatang as a big trouble.

Ma Laoer, the head of Wanmatang, is his old friend, they were friends ten years ago, his tribe was not strong at that time, he took advantage of the power of the Wang Han tribe to capture the Han leader, Wang Han and the other tribal leaders did not see the potential of Wanmatang.

Only he saw its value with a discerning eye, and used its leader as a foreigner to dig into a corner.

At that time, Wanmatang was not famous, but it hoarded a lot of wealth, cattle and sheep, and had specially trained BMWs from all over the world.

With the support of those horse trainers, he won the support of the herdsmen of the major tribes, because the sheep, cattle and horses on the grassland have all been under the name of Wanmatang at some point.

Later, Wanmatang was in the middle of the mountain city and absorbed manpower, so he couldn't sit still, but just in time for Wang Han's death, he started a war with Wang Han's son Sangkun, and he needed their strength.

It's not that he didn't think about buying those wranglers, but those people were a tendon, and he also tried to threaten, even directly threatened with force, but found that there were some strange people in Wanma Hall, and the generals he sent died inexplicably.

Later, it dragged on like this, until after he had dominated the grassland, and when he wanted to return to deal with Wanmatang, he found a poem, a poem engraved on the most precious golden knife in his daily life, which he carried with him.

At that time, he didn't care about what was written on the knife, but he was in a hurry to strengthen the guard, because since the man could engrave the knife he carried with him, he could also take his life.

His jealousy of Wanmatang deepened, and only those people would threaten him like this, and he had people translate the verses on the knife overnight.

At that time, he did not know if this was a real threat, and the real threat was that the next day, when he rewarded the three armies, the generals discussed and proposed to give him a title.

It is "Genghis Khan", in Mongolian Genghis Khan means "to have the four directions of the sea", such an honorific title, such a meaning, but it makes his heart chill.

He looked at the men, and among them were the most capable of his men, the ones he trusted the most, and even the eldest son whom he regarded as his own.

His face was pale, and his heart was full of dead silence.

He had to accept this title that should have been extremely noble, but it made him shiver in his heart.

"Genghis Khan" This is not his glory, but his shame.

This title was not snatched by himself, but given to him by someone else, and it was a long, long time ago that someone else was ready to hand it over to him at any time.

It was like a sword, a sword of Darth Demon hanging over his head.

Although he had always known that the unification of the grassland was inseparable from the shadow of Wanmatang, he had already prepared the determination to fight with him in the future.

It's just that at that moment, he understood that Wanmatang could achieve great things without him, and he could achieve a great cause by choosing a tribe master at will.

So, what about him? Without the help of Wan Ma Tang, can he dominate the grassland on his own? He thinks he can, but only if there is no Wanmatang in this world.

Before this war began, he had already lost, so how did he see it?

Just because of that poem? Or is it that title?

"Pity the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, slightly lose the literary talent, Tang Dynasty and Song Ancestor, slightly inferior to coquettish, a generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only know how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle, all in the past, a few romantic figures, but also look at the present dynasty."

Genghis Khan, the title that appears in this poem, belongs to himself.

And this poem appeared before he accepted the title, but if the person who wrote this poem did not have the ability to predict the future.

Then, all this is his arrangement, and the person who proposes this title is his person, just to complete the meaning of this poem, to be that romantic character, and to make him himself a reckless man who "only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle".

"Genghis Khan" haha.

Fortunately, his golden sword and several of his masters also have those things that are called martial arts by the people of the Central Plains, and they can compete with those aliens in Wanmatang, but these martial arts practitioners are very arrogant.

Originally, he wouldn't have worked for him, but this time he seemed to hear that this master of the Ten Thousand Horses Hall was actually his father-killing enemy with a golden sword and horse, what was Duan Tiande's.

I didn't know it before, but this time I just took the opportunity of the golden sword and horse to avenge my father, and brought those who "betrayed" me with me.

Regardless of whether they won or lost this time, those people would die, and they would die in the Wanmatang for which they served, including his eldest son.

Hehe, cold-blooded? That's what happens to a traitor.

Think about it, the battle should be over now, right?

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In a stone city, in the largest stone house, there is a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tall figure, and a little naïve.

Standing in front of the stone seat in the central hall and looking at the contents of the stone box in front of me, I had an unbelievable feeling.

He didn't expect that he would capture the Wanmatang headquarters so easily.

It's just a pity that he didn't catch Duan Tiande's father-killing enemy.

It's just that this box contains ......

"The Dragon Elephant is divided into 13 layers, and the first level of kung fu is very simple and easy, even if it is a fool, as long as it is taught, it can be practiced in one or two years. The second layer is twice as deep as the first and takes three or four years. The third layer is twice as deep as the second layer, and it takes seven or eight years. This multiplies and multiplies, and the further you go, the harder it is to progress. After reaching the fifth level, if you want to go deeper, you often need to work hard for more than 30 years. The Vajra Sect is a sect of monks, and there have been generations of monks and monks, but no one has ever practiced more than the tenth layer of this thirteen-layer "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong". If someone has to enjoy thousands of years old, they will eventually reach the thirteenth layer of the realm, but the life span is limited, and the senior monks and monks in the Vajra Sect want to practice to the seventh and eighth layers before the end of the day, they have to be impetuous. During the Northern Song Dynasty, there was a monk in Tufan who practiced to the ninth layer, continued to be brave and diligent, and when he reached the tenth layer, the demons suddenly rose, and he could not control himself, and finally danced wildly for seven days and seven nights, and died from menopause. ”

That's a letter, as above.

There is also a book and a token, and that book is "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong"

The token had three words written on it, "Ten Thousand Horse Order"

"Master, master......" When the thick-eyed young man saw these things, he didn't know what to do, so he cried out.

"Okay, what's wrong Jing'er, did you find Duan Tiande?" I saw a middle-aged scribe step in, it was one of the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan, the wonderful scholar Zhu Cong.

is also the second master of this thick-eyebrow boy, and this young man is Guo Jing.

"Hey, this thing, yes, it's tailor-made for Jing'er, Jing'er will practice this in the future." Saying this, Zhu Cong also looked around at Guo Jing in a circle.

"You say, boy, what kind of luck is this?"

"Huh? What kind of luck did you get? A deep, long voice.

It is the boss of the Seven Monsters in Jiangnan, the flying bat Ke Zhen evil.

followed by the rest of the four monsters, now the seven monsters have become six monsters, the fifth monster Zhang Asheng has died at the hands of the Black Wind Shuangsha, and the bronze corpse Chen Xuanfeng was seriously injured by Guo Jing, who was eight years old at the time, and the iron corpse was blinded.

It's a pity that he was rescued by a few black clothes, and it can be regarded as half of the revenge.

"Well, this is also Jing'er's life."

As soon as Ke Blind made the final decision, Jing'er no longer had any scruples.

A group of seven people walked out of the big stone house, only to find that several of the henchmen sent to them by Temujin were actually dead, and they died very inexplicably.

It seems to have been shot, but when they attacked Wanmatang, they didn't find that the other party had an arrow?

"Master Jebe, this, these people are ......" Guo Jing was very puzzled and immediately asked Jebe.

And some of the seven monsters bowed their heads and closed their eyes, some thoughtful, and some looked at Jebel suspiciously.

"Jing'er, don't ask." Jebel said lightly.

"But, but ......"

"Nothing."

Guo Jing was speechless because he saw the eldest son of the Great Khan in the corpse.

Without further ado, the group led their troops back to the tribe's tent.

Besides, Temujin stayed in the account and waited, and his heart was very uneasy, until Guo Jing came back and handed him the Ten Thousand Horse Order, he was relieved and rewarded the huge stone city to Guo Jing's mother and son.

Before he gave Guo Jing the golden knife and the Han poems on the golden knife, he did not have the intention of temptation.

Now, although his son and several people he used to regard as confidants have been eliminated by him called Jebel, he is inevitably embarrassed.

However, he thought, he could sleep soundly today.

It's just that......

He entered the account and found that the oil lamp in the account had suddenly gone out.

"Genghis Khan" is a familiar voice, it is Ma Er.

"It's you, you're not dead?" In the dark, Temujin felt the dagger from his bosom.

"Hehe, you don't really think your son will betray you, do you?" The voice was mocking.

"What do you mean?" Temujin was stunned, could it be......

"You have something to say."

But no one answered him.

He lit the light, huh? The man is gone.

He recalled the man's words again, although he knew that his eldest son was not his own over the years, he had treated him like a parent.

Could it really be a discord scheme?

No wonder it was so easy to capture Wanmatang, hehe, but who can blame it?

Jebel? No, now he is his only confidant......

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The spring water is clear, there is a pool, there is a hot vapor steaming on it, and the cave is shining with colorful light, it is really a rare cave heaven and blessed land.

The underwater woman's ketone body is tender and jade, and her body shape is almost perfect.

After she bathed, she walked out of the spring, stepped on the stone rock with her jade feet, and two rows of white-clothed maids walked in with their clothes.

Her jade body was exposed to the air, although they were all women, but those little maids did not dare to look at her, not only in the inconvenient places, but most importantly, they did not dare to look at her face.

Even when dressing her, I saw a look of reverence everywhere on her body.

Chiffon yarn, light silk and soft thread, white clothes and gold belts outline her wonderful figure, a special phoenix crown, gold with jade, showing her nobility.

However, she remembered her red dress.

She was originally just a hard-working orphan, and this kind of service was not suitable for her, but she had already learned to get used to it.

It's like she's used to her current name, the Spirit Rhino Saintess, but she doesn't like the name that sounds sacred.

Just like Lingxi One Finger, Lingxi Cave, and Lingxi Pavilion, this is a unified and universal name.

In contrast, she prefers her other name, although sometimes she finds that name a bit cheesy.

Burning incense and bathing, praying and praying, this is what she has done for a long time and has been used to doing, and the rivers and lakes also regard this behavior of the saint as very sacred.

But this time is different, she needs to go down the mountain to fulfill the mission she has been given from the beginning of her adoption, to be a wife.

Her true destiny has gone south, although she never knew the meaning of the true destiny, and she didn't know why the master valued this true destiny so much, but she knew that this was destined from the beginning, because it was the master's choice.

No one can disobey it.

Now she came out of the cave and followed the mountain path to a pavilion in the mountains.

But here something happened that she couldn't believe.

About that man, her master.

"Master, how did you get younger?"