Chapter 11: Bear the Burden of Humiliation

Ba Shiba's eyes fell on Guo Xiang's body, and then, as Meng Chixing expected, his eyes lit up, and he was extremely moved.

There is a kind of fate that Zhao Hao doesn't understand, so that the people of Tantra have a congenital favorability of Guo Xiang plus 10.

"If this little girl is willing to worship me as a teacher, I can take her as a disciple and teach her the supreme yoga tantric exercises. Bashiba promised.

Zhao Hao: "......"

Guo Xiang: "......"

Zhao Hao once again looked at Guo Xiang seriously, but never found out what point of Guo Xiang made the Tantra value.

Although Guo Xiang's qualifications are indeed good, but that's all, compared to Zhao Hao, it is still a little worse, and it is not worth such a big fight by the Eighth Master.

"This master, why do you value me so much?" asked Guo Xiang with some apprehension.

At this moment, she was also a little scared in her heart, in case she walked the rivers and lakes in the future, a few monks suddenly ran out and said to her: "Amitabha, the female benefactor is related to my Buddha, please come with us." "Then Guo Xiang is really going to collapse.

"Fate, mysterious and mysterious fate. The smile of the Eighth Master made Guo Xiang even more worried.

Zhao Hao knew that Tantra had reincarnation, and he did value fate more than ordinary people, but whether it was true or not, Zhao Hao interrupted the delusion of the Eighth Master.

"You are destined, it is enough to pass on your martial arts to Xiang'er, and the rest has nothing to do with you. Zhao Hao said impatiently.

"Master Zhao, you are in love, if this girl worships my tantric sect, her future achievements will definitely not be inferior to mine. "Bashiba looks like a god.

"Nonsense, if she doesn't worship Tantra, she will definitely be better than you in the future. Zhao Hao said disdainfully.

What Guo Jing and Huang Rong mean, Zhao Hao can naturally guess eight or nine without leaving ten, he has no idea of refusing, and it is very simple to carry Guo Xiang with him.

The creation of this world, after all, he cannot monopolize it alone.

Zhao Hao admitted that Bashiba is a genius and has unlimited possibilities in the future, but now the life and death of Bashiba is under his control.

Dead people, no matter how great their potential, are vain.

Bashiba's face was a little stiff, bastard, I have set up the stage for you, and you still don't want to get off the donkey.

There's no such facelessness.

The Eighth Master was roaring in his heart, but his face was silent, full of eminent monks.

In the face of Zhao Hao, he was indeed a little helpless, because he did not have the confidence to defeat Zhao Hao, and if he lost, the rest of the Tantric Sect would not be able to stop Zhao Hao, and the divine skills would still flow out after all.

Wanting to find a decent way to send the Supreme Yoga Tantra out, and wanting to save the face of the Tantra, the Eight Gupas said that they were tired.

Fortunately, Guo Xiang is an empathetic person, her face is not as thick as Zhao Hao after all, and it is the first time to do this kind of bullying thing, and she still feels a little embarrassed in her heart.

Guo Xiang tugged at the corner of Zhao Hao's clothes and said in a low voice: "Uncle, otherwise I will be a registered disciple of Tantra." ”

Zhao Hao made up the image of a bhikshuni in his brain, then shuddered, and said to Guo Xiang: "Absolutely not, your mother will find me desperate." ”

Just kidding, although Tantra and Shaolin are different, they are both in the same vein of Buddhism, and they are not far behind.

Remove all of Guo Xiang's three thousand green silks, Zhao Hao believes that Huang Rong will definitely go crazy.

Guo Xiang didn't give up, and continued to whisper: "It's okay, I just don't shave, and let the Eighth Master Pa announce his disconnection from Mongolia." ”

Zhao Hao's eyes lit up, and Bashi Ba was in his heart, he thought that this little girl was a kind-hearted person, but now it seems that she is also wilted and wilted.

"Although Daddy has made universal modifications to "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong", and it has also begun to be popularized in the army on a large scale over the years, Daddy is not a Tantric disciple after all, and there are many places where the understanding is not spiritual enough, and the modified "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" is much less powerful, so even now, my Great Song soldiers are still not as good as Mongolian soldiers except for some elites. Maybe if we can get Tantra to turn against us, we can solve this problem. Guo Xiang's words completely made Zhao Hao make up his mind.

"Xiang'er, you are really eccentric, it's not in vain that I ran this trip for you. Zhao Hao patted Guo Xiang's little head, very pleased.

Tantra is not a big deal, and the death of the Eight Masters is also a spiritual symbol, and the role it can play in the battle between Song and Mongolia is very limited.

But the martial arts of Tantra are indeed very instructive, especially the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong".

In recent years, there have often been wars between Song and Mongolia, but both sides are maintaining restraint, such as the decisive battle more than ten years ago has not appeared for a long time, and the Eighth Master Ba has been hiding in the Tantric Mountain Gate for most of the time, and he cannot be found on the battlefield.

At that time, Mongolia was powerful, Tantra only stood on the side of Mongolia, and now the world is changing, and Mongolia's advantages have begun to be eroded by the Great Song Dynasty little by little.

So he has been consciously staying away from Mongolia all these years, but compared to Song and Mongolia, Tantra is just a small organization that cannot be smaller, and he has no qualifications to express his position at all, so he can only carefully survive.

If Zhao Hao "forced" him to turn against the water, the Eighth Master would not only not refuse, but would be more likely to push the boat along the water.

Zhao Hao's mind flashed through the possible results of this matter in an instant, and then Zhao Hao found that no matter what the result was, it would not be worse than the current situation.

After all, at present, Bashi Ba is still the national teacher of Mongolia and the enemy of the Great Song Dynasty.

In that case, what else is there to worry about.

Thinking of this truth, Zhao Hao said very decisively: "Okay, then it's decided, Xiang'er will be your registered disciple, you will teach Xiang'er Supreme Yoga Tantra, and at the same time, I will tell my father that Tantra can enter Middle-earth to preach from now on." As for your position as the Mongolian national teacher, resign. ”

Bashiba: "......"

"Do you have an opinion?" Zhao Hao asked strangely, without the slightest murderous aura, but the qi in his hands had gathered into a blade at some point, and the sharp aura told the Eighth Master that he might strike a fatal blow at any time.

Ba Shiba's body trembled slightly, his face was red and white, he felt humiliated, and he also knew that the most important thing he should do now was to fight back, and he was indeed ready to do so.

And then......

"You said that Tantra can enter Middle-earth to preach, is this true?" asked the Eighth Master.

"With my identity, do you think I'm joking?"

"Well, for the better development of Tantra, the poor monk will admit it even if his reputation has been wronged. The Eighth Master said awe-inspiringly.

The tone of enduring humiliation and burden, even Guo Xiang couldn't help but admire.

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