Guo Jing became the apprentice of the Jiangnan Seven Monsters in this way, no matter how jealous he was of Guo Jing's ruthlessness, there was no reason to take back what the Jiangnan Seven Monsters said.

It's just that Ke Zhenwei, Zhu Cong and others secretly made up their minds that they must train this child to death, sharpen his temperament, and decide to teach Guo Jing what is called chivalrous way, lest he go astray in the future.

Yue Wudi could only smile bitterly at this, Guo Juxia, who will be famous all over the world in the future, is actually a ruthless child in the eyes of his master Jiangnan Seven Monsters?

Maybe the current Guo Jing was born without that stupid and dull appearance, he seems to be smart and alert, and he is decisive, so that the Jiangnan Seven Monsters subconsciously became wary of him.

But it doesn't matter, the role of the Jiangnan Seven Monsters is just to urge Guo Jing to practice martial arts, they have the gambling fight twelve years later to participate, and they are the people in the world who want Guo Jing to be strong in martial arts. With them as Guo Jing's master, even if Yue Wudi is not in Mongolia, Guo Jing will not have a chance to be lazy.

Although Guo Jing seems to be a diligent child, Yue Wudi always feels that supervision is more guaranteed.

Yue Wudi, the martial arts of the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan, really didn't look down on it, but since they came down the mountain that night and rescued Hua Zheng from the mouth of Du Shi's leopard, the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan have become the guests of honor of Temujin, and they can teach Guo Jing's martial arts openly.

And Yue Wudi could only hide in the dark, and in the middle of the night, he took Guo Jing away and instructed Guo Jing in the cultivation of the Yi Muscle Forging Chapter, as well as other martial arts to teach the Nine Yin True Scripture.

Although Guo Jing is young and his martial arts are still low, after practicing in person, he naturally understands the martial arts of the Nine Yin True Scripture and the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan, and wastes a lot of time practicing those superficial kung fu during the day. Guo Jing was very reluctant, but he didn't show it well in front of the Jiangnan Seven Monsters.

That night, Guo Jing couldn't help but say the confusion hidden in his heart, but he didn't expect Yue Wudi to pat him on the head with a serious face, and said solemnly: "Jing'er, your master's martial arts of the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan are indeed not first-class in the martial arts. In the eyes of your uncle Yue, he is even more like a chicken and a dog. ”

When Guo Jing heard this, his little face was even more confused, and he even had a little grievance that he would never show in front of others, and he didn't understand why Uncle Yue taught himself so harshly since he knew this.

I only heard Yue Wudi continue: "But now, you are laying the foundation, practicing advanced kung fu is certainly beneficial to your future, but shallow kung fu is not without benefits. It will strengthen your foundation. You have to remember that in the future, you must practice well with your seven masters, and only after they have completely learned to practice their martial arts can you practice those kung fu that I have taught you. Before that, the kung fu I taught you was only allowed to cultivate the Easy Muscle Forging Bone Chapter!"

Guo Jing was immediately stunned when he heard this, and said sadly: "Uncle Yue, are you leaving Jing'er?"

Yue Wudi sighed softly. Then he smiled and said, "Jing'er is really a smart child, I heard that Uncle Yue taught you those kung fu in advance." I knew I was leaving. ”

"Will you come back to see Jing'er?" Guo Jing sat by the bonfire, looking at Yue Wudi's majestic body through the flames that were extinguishing brightly, and his young heart was reluctant.

Yue Wudi gently stroked Xiao Guo Jing's head and said, "Of course it will, Uncle Yue agreed." Come to see Jing'er once a year, but Jing'er has to practice hard, otherwise Uncle Yue will be unhappy if he doesn't see Jing'er's martial arts progress. ”

"Hmm!" Guo Jing nodded heavily, he was a precocious child. understands that a character like Uncle Yue must have something big to do, and if he decides to leave, he will inevitably leave, so he doesn't cry at all to stay.

The morning light is sprinkled, the Mongolian steppe is full of green grass, and this bitter cold land has obviously rejuvenated.

A long convoy drove straight across the grassland, escorted by more than 10,000 warriors, swords, guns and bright armor, and the leader of the steppe tribe would greet and bid farewell respectfully every time he passed by. Such a majestic team is obviously only possessed by the Jin Kingdom, which is nominally bound to the grassland.

After the two brothers, Wanyan Hongxi and Wanyan Honglie, stayed in the tribes of Temujin and Wang Han for a while, Wanyan Hongxi had had enough of playing with the thick women of Mongolia, and Wanyan Honglie also had a general understanding of the strength and relationship of the various tribes on the grassland, so he naturally started the journey back to the Jin Kingdom.

What they didn't know was that in the convoy of this golden country, there was a carriage that had been occupied by a stranger, which was originally a female slave girl given by Temujin to Wanyan Hongxi, but was casually thrown out by Yue Wudi when the convoy was leaving.

The grassland is thousands of miles away from Zhongdu, but Yue Wudi is extremely comfortable, he can naturally fly directly to Zhongdu by Honghu, but since this is such a great opportunity to observe the Jin army at close range, he naturally will not miss it.

What he saw along the way, Yue Wudi was both disappointed and glad that the Jurchens had long lost the strength and courage they had honed in the white mountains and black waters, and these armies were able to send to the grassland, naturally they were still the elite of the elite, but even if they were these so-called elites, in Yue Wudi's eyes, they were not as good as a casual Mongolian cavalry.

The Jin soldiers are an important force in the future to fight against the Mongols, if they are all like this, I am afraid that all the Jin soldiers will be defeated, and they will not be able to cause much damage to the Mongols. This made Yue Wudi extremely disappointed.

Fortunately for him, Han Yanxuan's Northern Expedition was already in full swing, and according to the current situation of the Jin soldiers, the situation of this war should be easy to grasp and not out of control.

Wan Yan Honglie, who commanded the army, was young, but he was still good at governing the army, marching eighty miles a day, and those who fell behind were beheaded, and it seemed that he also saw that these well-equipped so-called elite soldiers were already flashy and unrealistic, and he was determined to rectify them.

Wanyan Honglie was indeed extremely angry, when he was in Mongolia before, Temujin took them on his way to canonize Wang Han, but they were blocked by the ferocious Nai barbarians.

In the face of the 30,000 troops of the Naiban people, 10,000 Jin soldiers were like earth and did not dare to fight, but Temujin led only 5,000 Mongol warriors to defeat an enemy several times his size. After the great victory, Temujin's seemingly submissive, but in fact unruly demeanor made it difficult for Wanyan Honglie to sleep for several nights in a row.

The biggest threat to the Central Plains Dynasty has always come from the grassland, and now the Jin State has occupied the Central Plains for nearly a hundred years, the swords and guns are in the warehouse, the horses are put in the Nanshan, and the bravery of the past has long been eroded by the soft red of Shizhang, in the face of the strong rise of the Mongols, Wanyan Honglie does not know if the Jin State can stop it.

But no matter what, Wanyan Honglie believes that as a descendant of Wanyan Aguta, he has the responsibility to defend the Dajin Kingdom for thousands of generations and eternity.

Let's start with military training, and while this army is still in your own hands, try to stimulate the ferocity hidden in their blood. Wan Yan Honglie thought silently.

Under the spur of Wanyan Honglie, the team returned to Yanjing City, the central capital, in just 15 days.

After returning the talisman papers, Wanyan Honglie returned to his Zhao Wang's Mansion as soon as possible, and came to the small courtyard of the farmhouse where Bao Xi was weak as soon as possible.

Wanyan Honglie held the fox fur coat that Temujin had given him in his hand, and put it on for Bao Xi's weakness with his own hands. In the spring of the northern country, there is still a steep spring cold.

Bao Xi gave a gentle salute to show his gratitude, and Yue Wudi noticed that the soft hedgehog armor on her body had been removed, and he couldn't help but be a little annoyed. immediately remembered that Wanyan Honglie had been abolished by him, and couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

Second Brother Yang, I can only do this for you.

Not interested in seeing Yan Honglie and Bao Xiweak, the nominal adultererous husband and woman, Yue Wudi walked around the palace of King Zhao, and found Yang Kang's courtyard after a short time.

Just as I was about to enter, I heard a stern shout: "You are a disciple of my Quanzhen Sect, why are you so ruthless? Teaching you martial arts for your teacher is to strengthen your body and cultivate your self-cultivation, not for you to use it to kill people indiscriminately! But you actually put a human life to test your sword in order to test the power of the Quanzhen Sword Technique! What crime should you be guilty of?!"

The voice was familiar, it was a mound machine.

Yue Wudi didn't want to meet Qiu, so he jumped on a banyan tree, hid in the branches and leaves, and condescendedly, so he took all the scenes below into his eyes.

A middle-aged Taoist priest in his thirties and forties was majestically teaching a six or seven-year-old child, who was very beautiful, but he was holding a small sword dripping blood in his hand, and a slave was lying at his feet, lying in a pool of blood, with a sword in his heart, and he could not die anymore.

The Taoist priest is Qiu Chuji, and the child should be Yang Kang. Yang Kang was very afraid of Qiu Chuji, and his father said that this Qiu Daoist was the first-class master in the world, a Taoist master, and his martial arts were also very powerful. Yang Kang didn't believe it at first, but since he used the swordsmanship that Qiu Chuji taught him to easily kill a strong servant, he finally felt the horror of Qiu Chuji.

And then Qiu Chuji appeared behind him silently, holding a long sword in his hand, and looked at him fiercely, Yang Kang was terrified.

My father respected this stinky Taoist priest very much, and my mother somehow obeyed this stinky Taoist priest and allowed this stinky Taoist priest to discipline herself at will, and now she has fallen into the hands of this stinky Taoist priest, and I don't know what kind of torture she will receive.

Yang Kang had inadvertently seen Yan Honglie torturing the enemy, and that terrifying scene still often came to mind today, and he couldn't help but worry that Qiu Chuji would also deal with him in that way.

Looking at Qiu Chuji's irritable demeanor, Yang Kang's pink little face turned slightly pale, and Qiu Chuji shouted coldly: "Stretch out your hand!" and couldn't help trembling all over.

"Stretch out!" Qiu Chuji shouted again, making Yang Kang's body tremble again, and he stretched out his left hand tremblingly, and saw Qiu Chuji raise the long sword and cut it down. (To be continued......)