Chapter Forty-Six: The Peak of the Storm

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"Qiu Daochang killed well, those beasts should be killed. ”

"The monks are supposed to be merciful, but when they see the traitors and the enemies of the country, they can't show mercy to their subordinates. ”

"Well done. ”

"Poor Dao also found a secret order, it turned out that these people were ordered by the Zhao Governor of Lin'an City, who pretended to be a dog, and claimed to cooperate with the envoys of Dajin State to arrest the murderer of Wang Daoqian. ”

"The enemy soldiers came to our country to arrest and kill people at will, and the Great Song Dynasty government wanted to listen to the orders of their envoys, so what else did it be?"

"We Han people fight for the world and the poor road, but we can collude with foreigners, since we are known by the poor road, how can we let this generation go. ”

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Mrs. Yang Tiexin, who was adding wine, suddenly felt unwell, her face was as white as paper, her hands and feet were cold, and her body was shaky.

In addition to poetry and martial arts, Qiu Chuji thought that he knew a lot about the way of medicine and stone, so he took the pulse of Bao Bao weak, and found out that he was happy, and laughed and congratulated.

Yang Tiexin couldn't help but be overjoyed, and it happened that Guo Xiaotian's wife Li Ping was pregnant, so he opened his mouth and begged Qiu to take two names. Guo Xiaotiansu admired Qiu's handling and echoed his words.

Qiu Chuji did not shirk it, and named Guo Jing's child Guo Jing, and Yang Tiexin's child Yang Kang, so that they would not forget the shame of Jingkang.

Thinking of a pair of short swords with the same length and shape, green skin sheath and ebony hilt that he had obtained by chance, he engraved the names of two unborn children on the hilt of the sword, and gave them to Guo Yang and the others as gifts, so that their future children could kill the enemy and defend themselves.

At the time of parting, Qiu Chuji left a promise that ten years later, he would come again to teach Guo Jing and Yang Kang kung fu.

The great name of the Quanzhen Sect, Guo Yang and the two of them are like thunder, the Quanzhen exercises, and they are even more famous all over the world, if their children can worship the Quanzhen Sect in the future, it should be their own blessing.

They then agreed that if their children were all boys, they would be brothers, if they were daughters, sisters, and if they were both sons and girls, they would be husband and wife.

In the south of Niujia Village, including the six princes of the Jin Kingdom, the bodies of the pursuing soldiers had already been buried by Qiu Chuji, and the heavy snow overnight buried all the traces.

At dawn on the second day, a piercing scream suddenly came from the house of the prefect of Zhao in Lin'an, and only later did everyone learn that the prefect of Zhao, who should have been cut by a thousand knives, was killed unknowingly.

The people in the city celebrated with their crowns, and some even set off firecrackers to celebrate the sky's eyes.

On the nameless path, a young Taoist priest carried a long sword on his back, his steps were fast, his eyebrows were slanted, his face was ruddy, his eyes were bright, and there was a red mole on his left cheek.

It turned out to be Qiu Chuji, he rushed back to Lin'an City that night, and after killing Zhao Governor's Mansion, he went out of the city and continued to travel the rivers and lakes.

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Qingzhou, the peak of the storm, heroes and heroes from all walks of life gathered, shouting and cheering endlessly.

On the big platform, the two are competing, one is a Taoist priest, the other is a rough martial artist, they fight very fiercely with each other, and after a hundred moves, the warrior regrets defeating a move.

"Admitting defeat under the next, the Taihe faction's pure yang Wuji is worthy of its fame, admire. ”

"Concession. He heard that Qingzhou Qunhao imitated Huashan to discuss the sword and compete here to discuss heroes, so he couldn't wait to come to start his reputation.

"Which other hero came up, and the poor road was accompanied. "Three times in a row, there was silence all around, no one dared to go up, the martial arts of the martial artist just now were already very high, but they also failed, they didn't think they could beat this Taoist.

"Poor Dao will be for a while. An abrupt voice sounded in the crowd, and before the words fell, a Taoist priest turned over and came on.

"What a handsome kung fu. There was an exclamation from below.

There is no shortage of people with eyesight present who can tell the level of the person's kung fu at a glance, and they can't help but shine their eyes, looking at the person who comes, wearing a gray robe, holding a whisk in his hand, long eyebrows and beautiful eyes, three black beards sparse under the chin, white socks and gray shoes, and neat clothes.

"What a refreshing person. The crowd was again complimented.

The Taoist priest of the Taihe faction listened to the voices of everyone, and when he saw the young Taoist on the other side, he was like a master, and he was jealous.

"Poor Dao Taihe sent Qing Xuanzi to Ling Xiaozi, I don't know ......"

"Quanzhen teaches the king of Yuyang Zi to be one. Wang's voice was clear.

Ling Xiaozi's expression changed slightly, the authentic name of the Xuanmen of the Quanzhen Sect, no one in the world knows, three years ago, Wang Chongyang's junior brother Sikong Dao Chang defeated the monstrous Sifangmen Red Tiger in nine moves, which made the world all eyes and hearts, at that time, the rivers and lakes were circulating, and its martial arts were no less than the four uniques in the southeast, northwest and northwest.

He also knew that his master's jealousy of the Quanzhen Sect, the name of the Xuanmen Sect in the world, had been coveted by the Taihe Sect for many years, but the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, and he finally survived until Wang Chongyang Yuhua Immortal, but unexpectedly, there was another Sikong Zhan, and he tried his best to keep all the honors of the Quanzhen Sect.

If it hadn't been for this accident, just a crazy old urchin, the Quanzhen Sect would have been eaten alive by them.

Ling Xiaozi's eyes rolled, the seventh son of Quanzhen has not come out for three years, after all, the name is extremely loud, after three years of hard work, martial arts will definitely make great progress, only the king is one, and martial arts should not be underestimated.

You must know that he is much older than the other party, and he is also a big disciple of the head of the family, and if he competes with him and wins, it is easy to say anything, not only to improve his prestige in the rivers and lakes, but also to enhance the weight of his own sect, and to please the master, maybe the future position of the head of the family will belong to himself.

In case of failure, he will be completely rejected by the master, and he will never have the hope of being in charge, and after decades of getting along, he knows the master's temperament very well.

Thinking about it in his mind, the risk is too high, Ling Xiaozi doesn't dare to take risks, how to avoid fighting with Wang Chuyi head-on, this is the primary problem, suddenly, he thinks about it.

After only a few moments outside, Ling Xiaozi, who was keen-hearted, finalized a countermeasure.

"Please!" Wang Chu looked at the head, thinking of fighting quickly, but he couldn't restrain himself for a while, ignoring Sikong Zhan's advice of "don't compete needlessly" when he was leaving.

"Wait. Ling Xiaozi stopped him, and he continued: "The poor road is very expensive to compete, but you are waiting for work, which is not fair. ”

When everyone heard this, they all nodded in agreement, and even Wang Chuyi agreed.

"I think it's a different way of competing. Ling Xiaozi smiled.

"How?" everyone was curious.

Ling Xiaozi pointed to the edge of the cliff, and said seriously: "Whoever can stand alone in the deep valley for a moment will win, the poor Dao skill has not recovered, I believe that the king Dao Chang will not take advantage of the danger of others, after a quarter of an hour, although the poor Dao can not fully recover the skill, but it is enough to participate in the competition." If the king does not dare to compete, the poor road will not be forced. ”

This kind of competition may not be a big deal for the little Zhou Tian master who has his strength out, but for the martial artists present, it is a fatal thing, one is careless, falls off the cliff, and his life is not guaranteed.

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