Time flies, the agreed time between the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan and Qiu Chuji is about to come, Zhao Zhijing realized all the things he needs to advance to the innate needs of Kunlun Mountain, and he is naturally not too anxious with a goal in his heart, and he naturally has some expectations for the battle between Guo Jing and Yang Kang.

On this day, Zhao Zhijing was writing hard with a brush in his hand, only to see that the letters on the table that needed him to make a decision continued to decrease, and some Mingjiao disciples around him saw Zhao Zhijing read it in an envelope, and wrote the names of the people who needed to accept these letters on the envelope, at this time the bright top of Kunlun Mountain was not the sound of pigeon chirping and flapping wings, and the pigeon with a small bamboo tube tied to its feet flapped its wings and flew to all places in the world.

After reviewing the documents on the table, Zhao Zhijing put down the brush in his palm and asked casually: "Xiao Zhang, there shouldn't be anything that I need to deal with urgently at this time, right?" Hearing Zhao Zhijing's question, a clever Mingjiao disciple next to him immediately replied: "Sect Master, there should be nothing you need to deal with at this time, you have arranged the recent emergency Sect Master!" Zhao Zhijing listened to this person's words, nodded, and his face showed a hint of relief.

Although the way of the emperor is nothing more than the combination of grace and might, even if Zhao Zhijing has the memory of his previous life, he is still a little tired from dealing with various things of the Ming Sect and the Iron Palm Gang, and at this time he feels more tired than his own sword training all day long.

At this time, the person who originally answered showed a hint of thought on his face, and then said: "Sect Master, the disciples in the sect have sent a book back to say that Mrs. Han and the others are showing signs of moving at this time!" After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhao Zhijing's face cautiously. After hearing this, Zhao Zhijing smiled on his originally tired face, and then responded: "I, I know!"

Zhao Zhijing leaned back in his chair, had a slight thought in his heart, and then said: "Xiao Zhang, who are the elders who are still in the Guangming Peak at this time?" The man reported the names of the elders who were still going up the mountain one by one without the slightest thought on his face, and after listening to this person's words, Zhao Zhijing said: "You go and tell these people to come here, I have something to order." After speaking, Zhao Zhijing waved his hand, and the man immediately walked out of the room quickly and went to pass on a few elders. Zhao Zhijing glanced at the figure that was about to leave, Nana said to herself: "Time flies so fast, I am about to forget the things of my previous life, as if it was just a dream before." The protagonist of this world is also quite old at this time, and I still have some expectations for the battle between Yang Kang and Guo Jing, just enough to leave Guangming Ding and go for a walk. ”

The next day, Zhao Zhijing rode alone and left Guangmingding. At this time, there was a slight hint of strangeness on the faces of several elders who were still in the Guangming Summit, Xiao Zhang, who was originally following Zhao Zhijing's side, looked at the strange looks on the faces of several elders at this time, and couldn't help but think in his heart: "This sect leader of mine is also a person who will shirk his responsibilities, and he actually handed over some things that originally belonged to him to several elders for negotiation and decision. ”

And said that after Zhao Zhijing left Guangming Ding, he went to Beijing, the capital of the Jin Kingdom, and stayed overnight on the way, and finally came to Beijing with the destination of the trip after several days of travel.

Beijing, the capital of the Jin Kingdom at this time, is the most prosperous place in the world. Zhao Zhijing walked into the city only to see people coming and going on the street, the sound of selling was endless, the red mansion painting pavilion, the embroidered household Zhumen, the carved car competed, the horses galloped, the pedestrians on the street except for the clothes of the Han people are mostly called gorgeous clothes, with a red light, as if they don't know that the world is in dire straits, seeing the appearance of these golden people, Zhao Zhijing can't help but think: "Money prosperity will really erode people's body and mind."

Jin has been in the Central Plains for many years, has been attracted by the prosperity of the Central Plains, is no longer the former warlike race of the country, on the issue of Mongolia, Jin is no longer a tough want to rule, just with money to buy people's hearts, Jin has no nobles and no blood, it seems that Jin is inevitable to be defeated by the Mongols. It's just that in order not to affect his future plans, he still has to let Jin Guo have a few more years of national fortune!"

Zhao Zhijing led his mount, which was still a horse at this time, to an inn, and then ordered some wine and food and sat down at the table to eat. After drinking and eating, Zhao Zhijing saw that it was still early, and put his salute in the inn, dressed in a white robe, holding a white jade folding fan, and strolling on the streets of Beijing, the central capital.

Zhao Zhijing looked at the pedestrians on the street, listened to the conversation of these people, listened to their bargaining about the firewood, rice, oil and salt of his life, and couldn't help but feel a slight sense of intimacy in his heart.

Zhao Zhijing walked in an alley in white clothes, his eyes inadvertently swept to a red mark in the corner of the wall, and when he got closer, he saw that it was a pattern like a burning flame, and at this time Zhao Zhijing's mouth showed a slight smile, and then left an identical mark next to the flame pattern, and left the name of the inn where he was with the secret number of Mingjiao, this time swinging the fan in his hand, and walked into the distance.

At this time in the desert, Han Xiaoying and Ke Zhenwei were in a hurry, and the day of leaving the desert was coming, and their faces showed a trace of joy. A pretty woman in Han Xiaoying's yurt sat opposite her, helping her to clean up and salute, only to hear him say to Han Xiaoying: "Madam, isn't it good to live in Guangming with the sect leader?

Han Xiaoying heard this person's complaint and immediately said: "Xiaolin, don't complain, I came to the desert when I was eighteen years old, and I have persevered for so many years, and I still have to say that I have to endure hardships, hurry up and clean up, I will leave tomorrow!"

On the vast ocean, an island full of peach trees, at this time, there was a scolding, and then I heard bursts of crying and laughter of another person, if Zhao Zhijing saw such a scene at this time, he would definitely show a smile, because these three people are the East Evil Huang Yaoshi and his daughter Huang Rong, and naturally Zhao Zhijing's uncle and ancestor Zhou Botong.

Driven by fate, Hao Huang Yaoshi still found that his daughter brought some food such as wine and food to the old urchin Zhou Botong. Perhaps because of fate, Huang Yaoshi, who has always loved his daughter, was angry with his daughter at this time, and Huang Rong, who was wronged, thought of running away from home.

If there is no such thing, how will the world develop, if the Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master knows that his scolding will bring him a son-in-law who he doesn't like, but is a rare hero in the world, I don't know if he will still scold his daughter.