The atmosphere was tense. At this moment, a loud roar came: "Master!"
Sheng Zhaojun suddenly ran out of the Moon Gate, crying with tears in his eyes, ran forward, and knelt down on one knee with a plop.
"The last general, Sheng Zhaojun, has met the great general."
Chu Wensheng laughed heartily and helped Sheng Zhaojun up: "We are all old brothers, how can we come up with so many common courtesy."
Although he went to court a few days ago, Sheng Zhaojun never spoke to Chu Wensheng. Later, he knew that it was rare for the Chu family father and son to reunite, so he did not bother him and endured it for three days.
Seeing so many people showing hostility, Feng Daoren showed no surprise on his face and shouted: "Young Master, come quickly. It was this thief who almost broke your father's legs back then!"
Chu Qing: "..."
He Jizhen ran out, looking like he had not woken up. When he saw everyone was at war with each other, their heads were full of questions.
"Young Master." Taoist Feng pointed at Chu Wensheng and shouted: "He is the thief who attacked the disciples in the mountain gate forest twenty-seven years ago!"
"What?" He Jizhen's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly looked at Chu Wensheng, and then...with a look of admiration on his face: "Are you the savage master in the forest?!"
Chu Wensheng was also confused: "Have you... heard of my story?"
He Jizhen was like a little fanboy, his adoring eyes were almost full of little stars. He quickly came to Chu Wensheng, feeling awkward and uneasy, as if he was at a loss when he saw an idol.
But the next second, He Jizhen still had that funny smile on his face, and his shot was like lightning. A cold light suddenly shot out from his sleeve and he grabbed it in his hand. It hit Chu Wensheng's thigh without any bias.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and Sheng Zhaojun was furious: "I will chop you alive!"
Seeing that everyone was about to cut He Jizhen into pieces, Chu Wensheng lowered his head slightly, looked at the dagger on his thigh, and then looked at the confused He Jizhen, with a hint of confusion in his tone.
"Are you also a castrate without eggs?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Wensheng was moved.
He couldn't move, just like swatting away flies, he waved his hand casually, and then, He Ji really flew away and hit the wall. Feng Daoist looked shocked and wanted to catch him, but it was too late.
He Jizhen hit the wall firmly, like a slime that fell against the wall, and sat softly on the ground. He spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound.
Chu Wensheng rubbed his chest and found that his trouser legs were torn. He felt a little distressed. Then he laughed at Chu Qing and said, "These idiots don't know that their father is a general."
Only then did everyone see that Chu Wensheng was actually wearing leg armor.
In broad daylight, in the middle of Beijing, followed by dozens of scouts, just out for a walk, Chu Wensheng was actually wearing leg armor?!
If you wear inner armor, everyone can understand. The problem is that Chu Wensheng is wearing leg armor. You must know that only generals who are in battle formations and surrounded by tens of thousands of armies will wear leg armor, and the leg armor is extremely heavy and difficult to fight on foot.
If you don't know how to wear it, you won't be able to use it at all. You only know how to wear it while riding.
Chu Qing was relieved to see that his father was fine, but Chu Wensheng still looked confused: "Qing'er, there are all kinds of messy people in your office, why are you messing around with your father?"
Chu Qing turned around and looked at Feng Taoist with a cold look in his eyes: "Zhao Baodan, He Jizhen, if you dare to disrespect my father again, you two will never get out of the gate of Qianqi Camp alive."
As soon as he finished speaking, the gate of the Thousand Cavalry Camp was closed, and countless Tanma with bows and crossbows jumped onto the walls and roofs.
The Feng Taoist ignored it, squatted down quickly, checked He Jizhen's injuries, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
Chu Wensheng was quite generous and waved his hand: "It's okay, this guy left his hand intact, it's too..."
Speaking of this, Chu Wensheng was suddenly stunned for a moment, then looked at He Jizhen who had fainted, frowned slightly, and suddenly let out a long "oh".
"I think about it, no wonder you call me Young Sect Master. It turns out that the Young Sect Master of the Three Hidden Sects was this boy's father. I finally remembered that I had a Taoist priest stabbed back then. That Taoist priest had the worst mouth. What did he call himself?
Young sect leader, it was his thigh that was stabbed, no wonder this brat stabbed me in the leg."
Chu Qing looked confused: "The young sect leader is the young sect leader's father?"
Although Tao Ruolin didn't know why Feng Taoist and He Jizhen suddenly attacked Chu Wensheng, she guessed something from just a few words and reminded in a low voice: "He Jizhen's father should have met with Chu Shibo back then, and at that time
He Jizhen’s father is not the sect master, but the young sect master.”
"Oh, such a thing."
Feng Taoist still did not put down the long sword in his hand, and in his eyes was only Chu Wensheng.
"The old Taoist has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and I can't say he has great talent, but he is the most diligent disciple in the sect. With his quick sword, he entered the inner sect at the age of thirteen. But since he was humiliated by you, he has
No, the more than 300 fellow disciples who were humiliated by you all have inner demons. Because of these inner demons, practicing martial arts is getting half the result with half the effort. I don’t know how much more suffering they have suffered, but they are not as good as outside.
The disciples are making rapid progress, today, the old Taoist, I will get rid of this inner demon!"
"Don't talk nonsense there." Chu Qing cursed: "What's more than three hundred, that's more than thirty people. Don't talk nonsense there."
"Uh, that Qing'er." Chu Wensheng looked embarrassed: "Yes... I remembered my father wrongly, and I missed a few people."
"What the hell?" Chu Qing took a breath: "Dad, you were outside the Sandao Yinmen Mountain Gate and injured more than 300 people in more than three months?!"
"How can this be so? Dad is such a person."
Chu Qing breathed a sigh of relief. He thought his father was possessed by the Hulk: "I just said it was wrong."
Chu Wensheng: "It's more than a month."
Chu Qing: "..."
Chu Wensheng laughed dryly: "Aren't you looking for your mother in a hurry, for your father...for your father... oh, the rabbit bites people when he is anxious, isn't the Three Hidden Sects bullying honest people, dad can't bear it anymore
, they are too bullying."
"Fart!" Feng Taoist cursed: "It was obvious that you wanted to force your way through the mountain gate, but our Three Peaks refused to let you in. You became so angry that you set up ambushes everywhere in the forest, attacking my Three Peaks nineteen times.
There are a total of 306 disciples who have gone up and down the mountain. Do you dare to admit it?"
This time, it wasn't Chu Qing who took a breath of cold air, it was everyone who took a breath of cold air, looking at the embarrassed Chu Wensheng as if looking at a monster.
Seeing that he had been exposed, Chu Wensheng was also anxious: "Then I'll pay you some money. Whatever you say, Qing'er, give him five guan of money, and you can treat it as money for soup and medicine."
Chu Qing didn't know what to say. Is this about the cost of the soup and medicine?
Feng Taoist's chest was rising and falling, but he was looking at Chu Wensheng as if he was looking at the enemy who killed his father.
He Jizhen, who was still unconscious, suddenly woke up, sat against the wall, and spoke angrily.
"If the heart is as pure as ice, it will not be alarmed by the collapse of the sky, it will remain stable despite all changes, its spirit will be calm and its energy will be calm, and it will forget all about itself. It will have six great concentration, it will nourish the energy, be selfless and do nothing, look at each other up and down, look at each other, deliberately enter the entrance, subdue thoughts, and there will be nothing inside or outside.
, the mind is pure and clear…”
He Jizhen's voice became louder and louder, while Feng Daoren's chest, which was still ups and downs, slowly calmed down, his eyes that were about to burst into flames lowered slightly, and his body gradually relaxed.
"Uncle Feng Master, please save my face for my Three Peaks!"
"good!"
Feng Taoist once again regained the appearance of that worldly expert, with a sudden change of momentum. He seemed calm, but it was like the calm before the approaching storm.
"interesting."
Chu Wensheng was so happy that he pulled Chu Qing behind him, then stretched out his arm to block Tao Ruolin, looked at Feng Taoist and said with a smile: "You want to spar with me?"