Temujin naturally knew the deep meaning of Meng Chi's jargon, and in fact, he was telling himself that if such a person carried out that assassination, it would be extremely dangerous.

Temujin groaned and said, "Borhu, tell me more. ”

Bor suddenly said, "That man is really like a god and a demon, and the last general is standing in front of him, and there is always a feeling of being a head shorter, and he feels that he is in this state to do that negotiation for the Great Khan, which may harm the interests of our Mongolia, so the last general improvised and said that the Great Khan invited him to come and talk, and he has agreed." ”

Temujin and Meng Chixing knew that Borhu was a young man, strong in martial arts, and had a sense of arrogance in his heart, and there were few people in the entire Mongolian high-level who really convinced him, but today he frankly admitted that he was a head short in front of the Tibetan Zhu Bigu, and his face was calm, but it was obviously true.

Temujin smiled and said, "It's good that Bor suddenly reacted to your situation." ”

Hearing this, Bol bowed and didn't say much.

His look of pampering and unfazed made the appreciation in Temujin's eyes even stronger.

Temujin thought for a moment and said, "If that person comes, you must let him know that I am a talented Mongolian, and I can't let that person be presence." ”

"Meng Chixing, in terms of martial arts, I will leave it to you to be responsible. ”

"In addition, you two will find me some strange people who are proficient in astronomy and geography, just in case. ”

"Yes, Great Khan." ”

Meng Chixing also nodded slightly, indicating that he understood, and at the same time, the divine light in his eyes seemed to turn into substance, with a hint of expectation.

After Bor suddenly retired, he left the big tent and was about to go to his residence, when suddenly his heart moved, and a breath of qi faintly locked on him.

His face remained unchanged, he was familiar with this qi machine, and turned around and said, "You stopped me, do you want to know the details of that person?"

The person standing behind him was Meng Chixing.

Meng Chixing said lightly: "Not bad." ”

Bol suddenly looked up at the sky, his eyes flashed with memory, and his heart throbbed, and he carefully recounted every detail, every look, and every moment he felt that day.

He was so silent, recalling the events of that day, it was not a test and a tempering of his soul and spirit.

Meng Chixing listened carefully to Bolhu's words, the light in his eyes opened and closed from time to time, and his face was solemn.

After Bor finished speaking, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, as if he had experienced one side again, and when he turned around again, Meng Chixing had disappeared.

He was not surprised, and turned his head and continued to walk on.

......

Meng Chixing returned to his lodgings, still recalling Borhu's words in his mind.

Thinking about it again, when Zhu Bigu came to Mongolia to meet with the Great Khan, it was probably the most difficult battle in his life, and he needed to do his best to deal with it.

He had exclusive thoughts, and his mind was undistracted, and he didn't even know that there was an old man beside him.

The old man was tall and slender, with an elegant physique, and gray hair, but judging by his appearance, he must have been an extremely handsome man when he was young, and even when he was old, he still had the charm of an old handsome man.

The old man's eyes were shining, and he looked at Meng Chixing who was stunned with a trace of interest at this time, he was an apprentice, he grew up since he was a child, and he was extremely talented, what kind of martial arts

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As soon as he learns, he will be fine at a glance, he has been calm since he was a child, and he has never seen him so distracted.

The old guy lives with himself, and secretly says that this disciple also has a little girl he likes, which hurts the pain of lovesickness?

In his heart, he couldn't help but feel relieved, their Demon Sect paid attention to "entering the world, coming out of the world", he always thought that his disciples were too calm, his feelings were too indifferent, and if he wanted to take the last step in the future, it would be difficult.

Meng Chixing came back to his senses, saw the old man, his eyes froze, and then disappeared, and he said, "Teacher." ”

This old man is the previous sect master of the Demon Sect, Zhan Jingtong, he is a bit of a dissolute person, and he threw the burden of the Demon Sect Sect Master to Meng Chixing early.

Zhan Jingtong smiled and said, "Apprentice, it's the first time I've seen you like this, did you meet someone you like?"

Meng Chixing was unmoved, and said lightly, "Teacher, the predecessors of our Holy Sect, are there any people who can spiritually communicate with heaven and earth and step on the peak of martial arts?"

Zhan Jingtong was immediately disappointed, and he was a little unhappy.

However, his apprentice has always been persistent, and since he asked something, this teacher naturally wanted to answer.

He groaned and said, "Apprentice, do you know the origin of our Holy Sect?"

Meng Chixing thought for a moment and said, "As far as I know, the Holy Sect is a branch of the Holy Gate a long time ago. ”

Zhan Jingtong nodded, "Yes, back then, on the rivers and lakes, the black and white masters emerged in an endless stream, but the white way was respected by the Buddhist gate, and the underworld was respected by the holy gate, which is what the people in the rivers and lakes called the demon gate. ”

"Back then, the Holy Gate was strong, and the masters of the two factions and six realms emerged in an endless stream, but then they were lonely, and all factions were a little depressed. ”

"I'll tell you the rest, today I'm just talking about our Holy Sect's lineage, back then, there was an amazing and brilliant figure in the two sects and six realms, called Xiang Yutian, he practiced the highest mastery of my Holy Gate, "Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa", and became the twelve generations of evil emperors of the Evil Pole Dao, at that time, the demon rose and disappeared, tsk......"

Zhan Jingtong smashed his mouth, as if he was fantasizing about how the evil pole Dao was majestic in the world, and the majestic scene at that time, but he turned his head and saw the calm eyes of his apprentice, and quickly took his words back.

continued, "According to legend, Xiang Yutian is able to communicate with heaven and earth, just like gods and demons, legend has it that it shattered the void and left, and there is also a legend that it lived from the era of the Sixteen Kingdoms to the Tang Dynasty, and lived for hundreds of years, I don't know whether it is true or false. ”

After reminiscing, ww sighed suddenly, and said, "Later, somehow, the Evil Extreme Dao was divided into four, and the four apprentices of Xiang Yutian founded the Retrograde Sect, the Valley of the Kings, the Red Hand Sect and the Charm Sect respectively, and then the four factions were integrated by the predecessors, so that we have today's Holy Sect, which is called the Demon Sect by outsiders." ”

After Meng Chixing listened, he was speechless, although his teacher's words were short, but in the development of history, he didn't know how magnificent it was, and the one branch of the Evil Extreme Dao was so tortuous, not to mention the two factions and six Dao, those evil emperors, saint monarchs, and many romantic characters who were amazingly talented.

He longed to be in the same era as these people, and to compete.

Slowly exhaled a breath, calmed down, and a sense of pride suddenly rose in his heart, what the predecessors could do, he could also do it, the pursuit of the Heavenly Dao, shattering the void, was what he saw from the Holy Sect's scriptures, and this has also become his life's pursuit.

Meng Chixing's body suddenly rose a momentum, tall figure, calm as a mountain, his eyes were full of brilliance, his eyebrows were spiritually spurted, his complexion was fair, there was a different kind of charm, and he was breathtaking.

Zhan Jingtong was a little stunned, what's going on?

Isn't that a story?