Chapter 813: Please enter the urn

Meng Chixing, with a fair complexion ~ Hui, at first glance looks like a statue carved from crystal, and a pair of dark blue eyes flashed with a trace of essence.

Regarding Temujin's concern, Meng Chixing said: "Great Khan, this is something that cannot be done. The Wudang faction has developed too fast, and Zhang Sanfeng's strength has surpassed me and the national teacher. If it is allowed to develop, Zhang Sanfeng will come to the grassland to assassinate the Great Khan at the invitation of Wang Yuzhi, and the national teacher and I will not dare to guarantee the safety of the Great Khan 100%. ”

Temujin was not deterred by Meng Chixing's words.

He rose from weakness and defeated strong enemies along the way, and the hardships and tribulations he experienced were not inferior to those of martial arts powerhouses such as Meng Chixing and Bashiba, and his legend was even more than that, otherwise he would not have recruited arrogant people like Meng Chixing and Bashiba.

Over the years, his assassins have never been broken, but Temujin is still there, and those people have been buried in the ground forever.

Meng Chixing was kind to the Mongols, and Temujin's ancestors were kind to Meng Chixing's family, so Meng Chixing treated Temujin differently and supported him with all his might.

Over the years, Meng Chixing did not know how many assassinations he had blocked for Temujin.

If it weren't for Meng Chixing, whether Temujin would have survived to this day is still a question.

Therefore, on weekdays, Temujin always called Meng Chi as a teacher.

"Master Meng, I know what you said, and I'm not worried that you and the national teacher will join forces and will not be Zhang Sanfeng's opponent. It's just that in Wudang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng is not alone. The two of you are bound to not be able to bring too many warriors south, and I'm worried that you will be dragged back by the rest of Wudang. Temujin said.

No matter how strong Zhang Sanfeng is. Temujin also didn't believe that Meng Chixing and Bashiba would not be able to hold him together.

What really worried Temujin was Wudangshan's hole cards.

In the first battle of Songshan, Shaolin was defeated and suffered heavy losses.

But no one dared to deny the strength shown by the Shaolin Temple.

Don't say anything else. Murong Longcheng and Zhu Faqing alone were enough to kill Meng Chixing and Bashiba.

Coupled with the rest of the Shaolin Temple, if Meng Chixing and Bashi Ba are enemies of the Shaolin Temple, the two of them may not be able to resist.

And the Wudang faction has always been known in the world and Shaolin Temple in the rivers and lakes.

Even if the real strength is not as good as that of the Shaolin Temple, Temujin will never believe that the Wudang faction is bullied.

Like this high-minded faction. The real heritage is hidden deeply.

Until the last moment, it will not be easy to show people.

And Mongolia's intelligence is not developed. The depth of the Wudang faction cannot be explored.

So Temujin was worried.

Although in recent years, the warriors of the Mongolian clan have emerged in large numbers, and the strong have appeared. But so far. No one has yet been able to replace the position of Meng Chixing and Bashiba in Mongolia.

The two of them are the real patron saints of Mongolia.

Mongolia cannot afford to lose them.

"So, now is the best time. Ba Shiba said.

Temujin was the overlord of the world, and Meng Chixing was like a god, but the Eighth Master Pa sat with them, not cramped at all, but even more out of the world.

As soon as the Eighth Master opened his mouth, even Temujin and Meng Chixing. They all stopped talking, and their eyes were all on the body of the Eighth Master.

All Mongols know it. Bashiba is not only the national teacher of Mongolia, but also the first wise man of Mongolia.

It's not just that the Eight Divisions have a lofty vision, but more importantly, the Eight Divisions are pedantic and must be right in every material.

Among the Buddhas, there is the supernatural power of "his heart".

However, the Eight Divisions have surpassed the level of "other heart communication" and reached the level of "heavenly heart communication".

"This time, the Central Plains Martial Arts held a famous sword conference, and all the famous swordsmen on the rivers and lakes were invited. Mudao and Yuan Suiyun will both go to the Famous Sword Conference. Without Mu Daoren and Yuan Suiyun, with the martial arts of me and Brother Meng, even if it is the hidden dragon and crouching tiger in Wudang Mountain, it may not be helpless for us. "The Eighth Division.

Temujin did not have a happy look on his face.

He listened very carefully, although the tone of the Eighth Division was as confident as ever, but what he said this time was "not necessarily", and the tone of the previous Eighth Division was very positive.

This shows that even the Eighth Master is not completely sure.

"National teacher, what if the Sword Conference is a bureau?" said Temujin.

He didn't really think that the Famous Sword Conference was a bureau, but just put forward an idea of his own.

Unexpectedly, when Temujin's words just fell, Meng Chixing and Bashiba's eyes flashed at the same time.

"Dahan is right, this may indeed be a game. "The Eighth Division.

Temujin was stunned.

"But this bureau is an upright conspiracy. If Wang Yu laid out, what he gambled on was that I and the national teacher would not be able to get out of Wudang Mountain. ”

"And what I bet with the national teacher is that Wudang Mountain can't keep us. "Meng Chi Xingdao.

"No, it's too dangerous. Temujin flatly refused.

But although the majesty of the Great Khan of Temujin is supreme in Mongolia, there are still a few people who can not sell Temujin's face.

And Meng Chixing and Bashiba are undoubtedly the two most qualified.

"Great Khan, you are not a warrior, and you don't understand the pride of warriors. This is not necessarily a game, but if it is really a game, it is a kind of temptation for me and the national teacher. "Meng Chi Xingdao.

"If Brother Meng and I don't accept the call, we will become very passive. From now on, in the face of Zhang Sanfeng, he will be cowardly before fighting, and he will not even have the qualifications to be an enemy with him. The Eighth Master also said.

"Wang Yu has confidence in Zhang Sanfeng and the Wudang faction, while I have confidence in myself and the national teacher. If this is really a gamble, it is the pride and self-esteem of the warriors, as well as the national fortunes of the new dynasty and Mongolia. "Meng Chi Xingdao.

Temujin was shocked.

"Master Meng, do you mean that Wang Yu's intention is to be Ben Khan?" Temujin said.

Meng Chixing nodded and said, "The purpose of transferring me and the national teacher away is naturally to target the Great Han. Although Chi Mei has broken through to the Great Grandmaster, and Ban'er has also exhausted his skills and reached a higher level, how can he compare with the strength in Wang Yu's hands. ”

"I'm more worried about the Great Khan than I am. No matter how Wudang Mountain hides the dragon and crouching the tiger, it is very difficult to trap me and Brother Meng. On the contrary, it is the Great Khan here, and if you are not careful, you will never recover. "The Eighth Division.

Temujin's face was solemn, and after a quarter of an hour, Temujin finally said: "Mengshi, national teacher, you go, I will wait for work and give Wang Yu an urn to catch turtles." ”

"Great Khan, be careful. Meng Chixing reminded.

Temujin raised his head and said word by word: "Master Meng, all the secret clans are dispatched, can you leave Wang Yu and his party behind?" (to be continued......)

PS: Thank you for the reward of Fallen Leaves Suifeng Jue and Folding Wings.,Overturned the ending that was originally conceived a long time ago.,Because that's too step-by-step.。 Write according to the current way of thinking, at least there can be some surprises. Although the length has been reduced again, there is no need to deliberately write long.