The Red Sun Dharma King is known as the number one master in Tibet. His death in the Central Plains has a huge impact!
This battle was not a secret, so the news soon spread throughout the world. Now almost the entire world knew that the eagle sword passed down by the hero a hundred years ago had been obtained by Hao Jian...
Although the Qinghai-Tibet Four Mysteries were defeated in front and the Red Sun Dharma King died behind, countless masters were still tempted by the thought that it was an eagle sword and that it contained the secret of the eagle's horse riding through the void in the past.
"Master, the Four Mysteries of Qinghai-Tibet were defeated by Hao Jian. After hearing the news of the death of the Dharma King, he returned to Tibet overnight..."
On a cliff, Fang Yeyu said in a deep voice.
In front of him, Pang Ban was still dressed in fine clothes and his eyes were deep.
"The last time I saw him, I noticed the eagle knife behind him! At that time, I was still thinking about how confident he was that he dared to touch that knife! Now it seems that not only has he not been affected by the Tao of Chuan Ying
, but absorbed the essence... After all, Hong Ri has been practicing the "Seal of Immortality" so hard that he has the ability to escape thousands of miles away with one strike. Even I dare not say that I can kill him... It seems that the battle to block the river
, I will definitely not be disappointed..." Pang Ban looked at the surging river under the cliff and said calmly.
Fang Yeyu was speechless when he thought of the scene when he went to send the letter of war. After a long time, he asked doubtfully: "Master, don't you want to take a look at the thick-backed sword that you used to fight against the master?"
Pang Ban shook his head, "That's not my way. Watching it will only affect yourself. However, those fools in the world... should be tempted!"
Fang Yeyu's heart moved, "Master means..."
"To add fuel to the flames! Hao Jian, that bitch, forced me last time... I have to cause him some trouble this time. Shifting everyone's attention to him will also be conducive to our next goal.
Ye Yu, do you understand?" Pang Ban said with his hands behind his back.
Fang Yeyu said respectfully: "Disciple understands."
"Then let's go ahead and do it. Soon, we will go to the capital." Pang Ban said leisurely.
"It's...Master!"
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Changbai faction.
A fat old man with childish face and white hair, eyebrows as white as snow, holding a fly whisk, he looked like a fairy.
One of the two most powerful men in the Eight Baidao Alliance, the Immortal Immortal!
"Feng'er, why are you back? Has the death of Qing Lian been found out?" The Immortal Immortal opened his eyes slightly and said slowly.
Xie Feng said in a deep voice: "Uncle Master, the death of Qing Lian is related to Shaolin Ma Junsheng!"
"Shaolin? Why did Master Wuxiang's disciples kill Qing Lian?" the Immortal Immortal said calmly.
"Because of the Eagle Sword!" Xie Feng replied.
The Immortal Immortal's body trembled, and the whisk flew up automatically without any wind, "Eagle Sword?"
Xie Feng said solemnly: "That's right! It was the sword left by the legendary hero who flew away in the void for some reason. It appeared in the Han family's arsenal in Wuchang Prefecture for some reason. It was precisely because Qinglian recognized the eagle sword that
, which triggered the murder!"
"Where is the sword now? But it fell into the hands of Shaolin?" The immortal immortal opened his eyes, his eyes flashing.
"No! Not long after Ma Junsheng got the sword, he was killed! Now the Eagle Saber is in the hands of the Lord of the Holy City..."
The immortal immortal asked in confusion: "Master of the Sword Saint City? Who in the world dares to call himself the 'Sword Saint'?"
"This 'Mean Saint' is not the 'Sword Saint', but this person has a very deep swordsmanship! When Li Ruohai challenged Pang Ban, this person watched the battle openly. After Pang Ban was injured, on the night of 'Operation Shallow Water', this person
He also appeared in Liu Xin Lake, Wuchang Prefecture. There were rumors in the world that Pang Ban had high hopes for this man, thinking that he would not be any weaker than Lang Fanyun! Just ten days ago, this man defeated the 'Four Secrets of Qinghai-Tibet'
, and killed Tibet’s top master, King Hongsun... Some people speculate that it was precisely because he understood the secret of the Eagle Sword that he achieved such a record!"
The Immortal Immortal had a solemn look on his face, his eyes were slightly closed and he thought for a moment, then opened them suddenly.
"The fruit in the Eagle Sword contains a secret that can defeat the Heavenly Dao! I will go to the Central Plains in person, obtain the Eagle Sword, and understand it carefully..." the Immortal Immortal said in a deep voice.
"But that man's martial arts skills are unfathomable... After all, even the Red Sun Dharma King..." Xie Feng frowned.
The Immortal Immortal smiled and said: "It doesn't matter! No matter how strong he is, can he still be stronger than Pang Ban? Besides, if I guess it is true, among the eight sects, I will definitely not be the only one who is tempted by the old guy... Twenty years have passed.
We, this group of people, have never been in the world before, and now it’s time to stretch our muscles and bones.”
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Almost at the same time, eight sects including Shaolin, Wudang, Changbai, and Xining all received the information that "Hao Jian has penetrated the secret of the Eagle Sword". Just as the immortal immortal Changbai thought, the surviving strongmen of the older generation of the eight sects...
...almost moved my mind.
Although twenty years ago, Jianghu Baidao was killed by Pang Ban in depression...
In the past twenty years, the Baidao Eight Sects Alliance has been recuperating and recuperating, and has not only cultivated a group of seed players such as Sword Monk, but also a group of top forces headed by Wuxiang Monk and Immortal Immortal.
Most of these people reached the realm of innate masters early, but due to various reasons, they were trapped in this realm...
Now that I heard that someone had understood the secret of the Eagle Knife, it was as if I had grasped the last straw.
Soon, the eight factions used unique means to communicate with each other and set up a plan for "Operation Seizing the Knife"...
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Hao Jian was walking on the street minding his own business, as if he had no idea that the whole world had become interested in the eagle sword behind him.
At the end of the street is the pier. There are many ships moored on the shore. The porters are busy loading and unloading goods. Merchants also come here early, hoping to take the ships down the river and reach Jiujiang Prefecture before dark.
.
As soon as I turned my eyes, I saw a restaurant by the river, "Banjiang Tower".
Stepping into the inn, he asked for a private room and ordered some wine and food, and Hao Jian leisurely drank and ate.
From time to time, the rhythmic chants of porters could be heard in my ears. It was the porters working hard to carry the goods onto the ship.
From the powerful and rhythmic voice, Hao Jian seemed to feel the yearning and desire of the porters for life. In fact, they, like the office workers of later generations, all worked to support their wives, buy houses and land, and live a prosperous life.
Full house...
They also long for a miracle to happen one day that will enable them to have fame, fortune and power.
This is the driving force that supports people to survive in this vast world!
"The only difference between me and them is that I got a miracle, so I pursue higher and want to live a more free and longer life..." Hao Jian thought to himself.
The realization at this moment and the atmosphere of the market made his state of mind clearer...
Thinking of this, Hao Jian suddenly put down his chopsticks, took out his erhu, and pulled it up with a squeaking sound.
It's not "Weeping the Emperor", but a march.
The rhythmic music spread throughout the pier. Although the porters could not understand the music, they felt an inexplicable power to inspire their souls, as if they suddenly became more powerful.
In this shocking rhythm, the porters naturally followed the rhythm of the erhu with their own chants...
At the pier, Qin Mengyao also heard the strange but powerful sound of the huqin, and a figure suddenly flashed in his heart.
"It must be that bitch!" Qin Mengyao was secretly angry at the same time, but she couldn't help but walk towards "Banjiang Tower".
Standing at the door, Qin Mengyao waited until the sound of the Huqin stopped before preparing to knock on the door.
"Mengyao, come in." Hao Jian's voice came.
The door opened automatically, and Qin Mengyao pursed her lips and said, "How did you know it was me? Could it be that... you also have some kind of connection with me?"
Hao Jian put down his erhu and asked doubtfully: "Yeah?"
Qin Mengyao's eyes curled into a pair of crescent moons, "The first one is of course my master...don't you know that when our sect chooses a successor, we must personally travel around the world to find someone who has a "clear understanding" with us?"
Hao Jian raised his eyebrows and said thoughtfully: "So... you want to say that you and I also have a connection... you plan to accept me as your disciple and be the male successor of your Cihang Jingzhai?"
Qin Mengyao was stunned and looked at Hao Jian in astonishment. What kind of weird thinking does this have to have... to be able to come up with such an unreasonable explanation?
"I said, Miss Mengyao, you have not yet reached the level of 'letting go' in your "Cihang Sword Code", which is equivalent to my master...I am afraid it will be a little difficult! After all, my master...is an extremely mysterious amateur system.
." Hao Jian said with a mean smile.
Qin Mengyao was stunned again, lowered his head and thought for a long time, and said blankly: "Amateur system? How come Mengyao has never heard of such an expert in the world?"
"It's normal that I haven't heard of it! Anyway, unless you break the void, you definitely can't be my master... So, Miss Mengyao, you'd better give up on this idea, ah!" Hao Jian said leisurely.
Qin Mengyao couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Brother Hao, Mengyao has never thought of accepting you as his disciple! You may have mistaken your intention..."
Hao Jian said with a smile: "That's it...then why...you keep looking at me so intently? Since you don't want to accept me as your disciple...then you can't be..."
As he said that, his expression changed, he crossed his arms and said, "No, I'm not such a casual person! Are you greedy for my body? Let me tell you, even if you get my person, you are destined to get it.
It doesn’t satisfy my heart! Although the twisted melon quenches my thirst, it is definitely not sweet..."
Qin Mengyao stared at Hao Jian dumbfounded, two red clouds flew up on her fair cheeks, feeling extremely embarrassed.
"Shut up! Why are you greedy for your body... your twisted melon... who... who would like you, a bitch!" Qin Mengyao said in anger and shame.
Hao Jian paused, and his eyes suddenly became sad and deep.
"Who would understand...the tenderness and sadness in a bitch's heart?"
He suddenly stood up, walked slowly to the window, raised his head at a 45-degree angle, and looked at the sky outside the window, leaving Qin Mengyao with a profile as sharp as a knife.
In the corner of the eye, a little crystal appeared, reflecting the sunlight, spinning stubbornly, as if it was full of stories.
Qin Mengyao's heart trembled, and she suddenly regretted what she just said...
"You...are you okay...I, I didn't mean it." Qin Mengyao said softly.
Hao Jian said nothing, raised his head, and the drop of crystal in the corner of his eye finally slid down his cheek unwillingly.
This drop of tear seemed to hit Qin Mengyao's heart, causing her to feel a sudden pain in her heart.
"I...I really didn't mean it..." Qin Mengyao was at a loss. She had never been so flustered as at this moment...
Even when facing the world-feared "Magician" Pang Ban, she remained detached, but at this moment, she suddenly panicked.
"It wasn't intentional, so... you did it on purpose, right?" Hao Jian said calmly.
Qin Mengyao's heart was in chaos. An unprecedented sense of tension filled her heart, and she said incoherently: "No...no...I didn't..."
"No? Then... why are you so nervous right now?" Hao Jian turned around and asked.
Qin Mengyao was so shocked that she took half a step back, feeling that her heartbeat was so fast that it almost jumped out of her throat...
The Xuan Gong that had been practiced for many years completely lost its original effect in this moment.
"I...I..." Qin Mengyao was in a state of confusion.
Hao Jian faced Qin Mengyao who was very close at hand. Seeing this peerless fairy panicking like a frightened little dinosaur, he couldn't help but take a step closer.
Qin Mengyao quickly took a step back...
Hao Jian went one step further,
Qin Mengyao takes another step back...
At this moment, Qin Mengyao felt Hao Jian approaching again. When he wanted to retreat again, he found that he was already leaning against the wall and had no way to retreat.
Qin Mengyao couldn't help but close her eyes slightly.
She felt Hao Jian getting closer...
"Don't..." Qin Mengyao said with difficulty.
"Do you know... the master-disciple love between Pang Ban and Jin Bingyun?" Hao Jian supported the wall with his right hand and made a wall-dong.
"I know, I know."
"Then do you know why Jin Bingyun fell in love with Pang Ban?" Hao Jian asked.
"Why...why?" Qin Mengyao lowered her head and said.
Hao Jian said: "Because...as the saying goes, if you want to learn well, you have to sleep with the master!"
Qin Mengyao: "..."
"You said you didn't do it on purpose or on purpose, then it was unintentional! So, you actually like me, a bitch, so you want to accept me as your disciple and then sleep with me..."
Before Hao Jian could finish what he was talking about, Qin Mengyao suddenly raised his head and interrupted: "Yes... I just like you and I'm greedy for your body. What's wrong?"
Hao Jian stared blankly at Qin Mengyao, who had firm eyes, "You... you like me? Are you crazy or stupid? What do you like about me? I'll change it!"
Qin Mengyao suddenly stood up straight, and stepped towards Hao Jian step by step: "I like you... live! Are you going to change?"
"Then I'll go... uh, okay, I really can't change this..." Hao Jian scratched his butt and said, "No, if you really like me, then all I can say is that you are really on the edge of a cliff.
Yangko dance - the good days are over..."
Qin Mengyao was stunned, and her emotions were no longer coherent...
Hao Jian pondered for a moment, stood up straight and said: "If it were another woman, I wouldn't be afraid! But you... are not a delicate queen, you have plenty of strength and means! So, let me ask you a question! If you answer
Come up, I will... obey you... it's not impossible!"
Qin Mengyao gritted her silver teeth and said, "Okay, ask! I don't believe I can't answer."
She took the initiative to filter out Hao Jian's nonsense...
"Then let me ask you, a good horse never turns back..."
Qin Mengyao didn't wait for Hao Jian to finish, and said: "I know that loyal ministers have two main intentions!"
"What's the last sentence of...?" Hao Jian said calmly.
Qin Mengyao's head was buzzing...
"This...where does this come from?"
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