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It turned out to be him!

After hearing Shi Wuzun's full name, Qin Jihuan suddenly realized, did he also be from Shaolin Temple?

In the archives of the Shenhou Mansion, Qin Jihuan naturally saw this name, and knew that he was a famous Buddhist master in the Jiangnan area, and his martial arts had also reached the realm of innate small success, which was quite famous, but because it was not written that he was a Shaolin disciple, he didn't think about it for a while.

Qin Jihuan really didn't expect that Shi Wuzun in Fengyun would be the junior brother of Xuan Ci and others, this generation is not low.

"I see, all the masters, please mourn, and the juniors will say goodbye."

As soon as he gave up his hand to Xuan Nan and the others, Qin Jihuan turned around and left.

"Master Qin waits,"

Xuan Nan suddenly opened his mouth at this time, and after stopping Qin Jihuan, he bowed down and said,

"Now that my Shaolin Temple has suddenly undergone a big change, it is inconvenient to go out, can I ask Master Qin to send a letter to the little junior brother for me?"

"Oh?"

Qin Jihuan, who didn't expect Xuan Nan to say this, was slightly stunned for a moment before asking,

"Where is he?"

"Not long ago, the little junior brother wrote to say that the city lord of Wushuang City, Dugu is about to celebrate his sixtieth birthday, and he will go to Shaolin Temple on behalf of me.

"Peerless City!?"

Qin Jihuan's eyes lit up suddenly when he heard this, this place, he had been longing for a long time, if it wasn't for the fact that he wanted to help Ruthless find an antidote, he would have gone to Jiangnan a long time ago!

Now that there is Ding Chunqiu in the Western Regions, I can't beat him for the time being, so why don't I go to Jiangnan first, maybe I can find my own opportunity?

Thinking of this, Qin Jihuan smiled and agreed to Xuan Yan's request, took the handwritten letter left by Abbot Xuan Ci, and went straight to Shaolin.

Although Shaolin Temple is not far from Kaifeng, Qin Jihuan still resisted the idea of returning to Beijing, after all, he had just left Beijing for much time, and he ran into a wall here in Ding Chunqiu, he was really embarrassed to go back.

So after leaving Shaolin Temple, Qin Jihuan did not go east, but went straight to the south.

As soon as he arrived in Dengfeng, the topic of Xuan Ci's death and the forced closure of Shaolin Temple had already spread, and Qin Jihuan also had to sigh that this Ding Chunqiu was publicized quite quickly.

didn't care about the discussion of these low-level figures in the rivers and lakes, Qin Jihuan heard another news that made him slightly interested, that is, after subduing the Shaolin Temple, Ding Chunqiu really didn't stop, but went straight to Wudang surrounded by a large number of disciples of the Xingzhu faction!

Do you want to check it out?

Qin Jihuan sat alone in a restaurant, but his heart was full of entanglements, from Guangming Ding to Zhongnan Mountain, and then to Shaolin Temple, he seemed to have been following Ding Chunqiu's actions, did he continue to "escort" him all the way to Wudang?

Never mind!

Qin Jihuan took a sip of wine and decided not to care about the affairs of the Xingzhu faction anymore, how the Wudang faction is going depends on the will of heaven, it's a big deal to help them avenge after his martial arts advance.

The decision has been made, Qin Jihuan naturally relaxed, and after leaving Dengfeng, he went all the way along the official road and went straight to Jiangnan.

This time, because he was not in a hurry, he didn't go all out, and he stopped and stopped along the way, but it was also a good trip, and the only unhappiness was probably that there were no beautiful women around him.

After crossing the Yangtze River, Qin Jihuan obviously felt a different atmosphere from Jiangbei, because the people in the rivers and lakes here never avoided the same topic in their chats, that is, the confrontation between the Tianxia Society and Wushuang City.

The hegemony of the Tianxia Society is naturally the posture of the sky, and the Tianxia Society, which was founded alone, has now become a veritable overlord of Jiangnan, with great power and strong strength, which can be said to be like the sky, and it is looking down on it.

And Wushuang City, which has an official background, is obviously inferior in terms of momentum and strength, that is, relying on the deterrence of the Supreme Grandmaster Sword Saint, it can barely compete with the world, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that unless it is the Sword Saint himself who goes out of the mountain, the defeat of Wushuang City is only a matter of time.

Now, the sixtieth birthday of the Wushuang City Lord Dugu in a month is obviously a critical moment for all forces to stand in line, if you don't want to anger the world, this time it's better not to go to the big birthday.

This is the discussion that Qin Jihuan has heard the most in recent days, there is no need to deliberately inquire at all, those who have some forces in Jiangnan, or people with prestige, after receiving the invitation to Wushuang City, most of them are thinking about what excuse to shirk.

Of course, not all of them are like this, Wushuang City has been proud of Jiangnan for so many years, and there are still many close forces, Qin Jihuan has seen that some forces have already started to leave early and go to Wushuang City.

On this day, Qin Jihuan traveled to the territory of Jiujiang, looked at the sparkling Poyang Lake in front of him, and suddenly became interested, and directly bought a small boat at a high price in the hands of the fisherman by the lake, and then set up a boat to go south alone, enjoying the scenery of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Grandpa, grandpa, look at that man, his ship will move on its own."

Suddenly hearing a crisp little girl's voice, Qin Jihuan couldn't help but smile slightly, but he didn't care, after all, compared with ordinary boatmen, his boat, which relied on his own strong internal strength, was indeed eye-catching.

"Little pigtails, that's a master using internal strength to urge the boat, you will know it when you grow up."

"Huh?"

The little girl's fairy words were unscrupulous Qin Jihuan didn't care, but the old man's faint explanation really made him look sideways, after all, he first saw his own reality and was not afraid of being discovered by himself, and calmly explained to the little granddaughter that this is by no means something ordinary people can do.

As soon as his feet moved, Qin Jihuan urged his true qi, instantly changed the direction of the boat, and headed in the direction of the pair of grandfathers and grandsons.

"This old man's surname?"

Looking at the old man sitting on the bamboo raft fishing in front of him, Qin Jihuan couldn't help but wonder, because no matter how he looked at it, from his appearance to his temperament, this was an ordinary fisherman, and he didn't have the aura of a person in the rivers and lakes at all, how could he be so knowledgeable?

"I don't dare to say the name of Gao, we are just two ordinary people, this hero doesn't have to care."

The more the old man said this, the more suspicious Qin Jihuan's heart became, because have you ever seen an ordinary person who is so calm when facing martial arts people?

"Hehe, the old man is dishonest, this little sister, what's your name? What's your grandfather's name? ”

Qin Jihuan, who was confident and familiar with well-known figures in the martial arts, turned his head with a smile and asked the timid little girl beside the old man.

"I, my name is pigtails, my grandfather is,"

The little girl was obviously a little scared, so when she saw Qin Jihuan asking, she couldn't help but hide behind her grandfather, but she poked out a little head and answered seriously.

"Braid, have you forgotten what grandpa taught you?"

The old man suddenly opened his mouth to interrupt the pigtails, turned his head and said slightly reproachfully.

"Oh."

Hearing this, the pigtail lowered his head aggrievedly and said no more.

"I said old man, this is your fault, the pigtails haven't done anything wrong, why are you doing this?"

Qin Jihuan looked at the pigtails that were small but very sensible, couldn't help frowning, and said to the old man unhappily.

"Alas, pigtails, you remember, there has always been trouble coming from the mouth, and I want to see you grow up."

"Grandpa, I was wrong, I won't talk nonsense anymore."

Looking at the strange conversation between these two grandfathers and grandsons, Qin Jihuan had an indescribable weird feeling, what did this little braid say? Why did the trouble come out of the mouth? (To be continued.) )