Hong Qigong, who was lying leisurely on the roof eating roast chicken, was startled and frightened by Qin Feng's words.
Hong Qigong spat out a mouthful of chicken and looked at Qin Feng with a wrinkled face: "The Nine Yin Manual has caused a bloody storm in the world.
Now is Mongolia's invasion.
Do you know that if this news gets out, the world of Jianghu will be affected."
No matter how peaceful the country is, it will not benefit the great cause of resisting Mongolia."
When Qin Feng saw him preaching, his face was expressionless and he said calmly: "I have my own sense of discretion, Gang Leader Hong is too worried."
"Lu'e, let's go."
Qin Feng floated away with Gongsun Lu'e, leaving only Hong Qigong with a sad face and whispered: "I'm afraid it will never be peaceful again in the world."
Wherever there are people, there will naturally be fights, let alone this world.
There is no real peace in the world.
"Taoist Master Qin, the head of the Iron Sword Sect and his disciples are here to pay a visit."
Gongsun Lu'e, who was pouring tea for Qin Feng, couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Brother Qin, here we go again."
Yes, here we go again.
Not long after Qin Feng returned to his room, countless sect leaders and martial arts masters came one by one, saying they wanted to pay a visit to the descendant of the saint, Taoist Qin.
Qin Feng looked at the smiling and embarrassed Quanzhen disciple in front of him and waved his hand: "Let them go back."
"Yes, disciple, I obey."
This little Taoist priest is a fourth-generation disciple of Quanzhen.
There is another one outside the door.
He is from the Quanzhen sect and is guarding the door for Qin Feng.
Otherwise, Qin Feng's threshold would have been broken long ago.
"Master Wu, Taoist Master Qin said I can't see you."
The little Taoist priest had gone back and forth more than ten times, and there was obviously some impatience on his face.
"You..."
Before Master Wu said anything, a young man behind him stepped forward and pointed at the little Taoist priest with his finger, obviously dissatisfied with his attitude.
"Qingshan" Master Wu shouted at his son in a low voice, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Taoist Master, for reporting it."
After saying that, he turned around and left with a group of people.
"Brother, why do these people insist on meeting Taoist Master Qin?"
Another little Taoist priest who had been silent all this time was curious.
The little Taoist priest who reported the news smiled: "How do I know?
I guess he wants to curry favor with Taoist Master Qin."
The little Taoist priest who asked the question nodded, tilted his head and began to think blindly.
"Qing Shu, Qing Shu" "Ah.
Senior brother, what's the matter?"
The little Taoist priest who asked was Qing Shu, a fourth-generation disciple of the Quanzhen Sect.
When he came to his senses, he found a young man in front of him looking at him with a smile.
"Senior Brother Yang, you're here!"
Qing Shu suddenly shouted.
Qingxuan wiped his sweat, he was his junior brother.
Usually he was always in a daze, but I just called him three or four times.
He just came back to his senses.
"Senior Brother Yang, you talk to Qing Shu first, and I'll report to Taoist Master Qin."
Regarding Senior Brother Yang Guo who was playing with him, his attitude obviously changed 360 degrees.
"It's okay, Qingxuan, slow down."
Yang Guo patted Qingxuan's shoulder and said with a smile.
Among the four generations of disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, although Yang Guo had many enemies, he also made many buddies.
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Qingxuanqingshu were two of them.
Yang Guo was not in a hurry and started chatting with Qing Shu: "Qing Shu, did you fall asleep again during morning class?"
Qing Shu scratched his head: "Senior Brother Yang, how do you know?"
"Haha, you kid, do I still know you?"
"Senior Brother Yang.
Come in quickly, Taoist Master Qin is waiting for you."
Qingxuan hurriedly ran out.
"Then I'll go in first.
Senior brother will treat you to a drink later."
Yang Guo nodded and headed inside.
"Drink, senior brother, can we drink?"
Qing Shu looked at his senior brother.
Quanzhen teaches half Taoism and half martial arts.
He still doesn't refuse things like wine, but he disciplines these young disciples very strictly.
"You are stupid, of course you can drink it, as long as you don't tell the master that you don't."
"Yes, senior brother, you are so smart."
"Of course, me.
Ah, Master Qiu."
The two of them looked at Qiu Chuji in front of them and bowed down quickly.
Qiu Chuji listened to the conversation of these two juniors and couldn't help but smile: "Okay, you two keep watch while I go to see Fellow Daoist Qin."
"But, uncle, don't you have to report it whenever you want to see Taoist Master Qin?"
Qing Shu asked stupidly.
Qingxuan secretly gave Qing Shu a look and said with a smile: "Master Qiu, please come quickly, please come quickly, Senior Brother Yang is also inside."
"Oh, Guo'er is here too."
Qiu Chuji smiled: "You guys should stay here and watch."
"Huh, luckily Master didn't blame us."
Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Qing Shu touched his butt and complained: "Brother, why did you kick me just now?"
Qingxuan rolled his eyes: "If I didn't kick you, Master would have punished you to copy Taoist scriptures."
"Oh, Fellow Daoist Qiu is here too."
Qin Feng had just helped Yang Guo up when Qiu Chuji came over with a smile: "fellow Daoist Qin, I'm sorry to bother you."
"Lv'e, let's have some tea."
Qin Feng made a gesture of invitation, "Guo'er, please sit down too."
"Master Qiu."
Yang Guo bowed to Qiu Chuji first, then sat aside after Qin Feng and Qiu Chuji both sat down.
Qin Feng slapped his face.
He was originally a good and evil Condor Hero, but he suddenly turned into a good boy who respects his teachers and respects morality.
Qiu Chuji looked pleased: "Guo'er, you have become much more stable this year."
Yang Guo said with some embarrassment: "Guo'er didn't know right from wrong when he was young, so he made his master worry about it."
Qiu Chuji shook his head and sighed: "Guo'er, if you can see you like this, I can be considered old and have no regrets."
Qiu Chuji hated Yang Kang, but more than anything he felt guilty.
Now that he saw that Yang Guo not only grew up healthily, but also had a good reputation as a hero in the world, Qiu Chuji was even more relieved.
Yang Guo smiled, spoke modestly, and swallowed back what he was about to say.
He originally wanted to ask Qin Feng about Hong Lingbo, but now that Qiu Chuji was present, he could only keep silent.
"Taoist Master Qiu, Young Master Yang, please have some tea."
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Gongsun Lu'e, dressed in a green skirt, brought the tea up with a smile.
"Thank you, Miss Gongsun."
Qiu Chuji smiled slightly to express his gratitude.
Yang Guo stood up and saluted: "Thank you Miss Gongsun."
Then he sat down.
After all, the relationship between Miss Gongsun and Taoist Qin was obviously different.
Yang Guo didn't dare to trust him.
It had to be said that the shadow of his childhood made Yang Guo Qin Feng was very scared.
Take a sip of tea.
Only then did Qiu Chuji say, "Fellow Daoist Qin, have you ever heard of me, Uncle Zhou?"
"Of course I've heard of the old naughty boy Zhou Botong."
Qin Feng nodded, but he ignored this figure.
Zhou Botong's talent was definitely not low.
He used both hands to play with each other, and all the Kong Ming Fist came from this person.
"My uncle always likes to be lively, so for this hero's conference, if nothing unexpected happens, he will visit secretly."
Qiu Chuji said half of the words.
Suddenly I felt a little embarrassed.
Qin Feng understood: "You want me to take action to keep him?"
Qiu Chuji nodded: "Our Quanzhen Sect is currently out of business and urgently needs Uncle Zhou to come and take charge."
Of course, it was not necessarily said that Zhou Botong would definitely come, but Qiu Chuji thought of it occasionally, so he hoped to prevent the danger before it happened.
Qin Feng immediately agreed to such a small matter.
"Farewell."
Qiu Chuji also had sharp eyes.
Looking at Yang Guo's hesitant expression, he knew that this guy wanted to be alone with Qin Fengfeng for something.
After chatting for a few words, he left.
"Ling Bo is currently accompanying her master in the ancient tomb."
Qin Feng spoke in short words and told everything before Yang Guo could speak.
"You can take care of yourself."
Qin Feng glanced at Yang Guo, who had a sad face, and said calmly.
"Ah, um, Yang Guo takes leave."
Yang Guo seemed to be absent-minded.
He retreated in a daze.
"Senior Brother Yang, Senior Brother Yang" Qing Shu called twice, but Yang Guo still had no response and went back in despair.
"Senior Brother Yang, we agreed to drink."
Qing Shu curled his lips a little aggrievedly: "Senior Brother Yang, you don't mean what you say."
Qingxuan gave Qingshu a look: "Look at Senior Brother Yang, he must have been scolded, and you still want to drink."
"Well.
Senior brother, you hit me again."
Qin Feng sat still, closing his eyes and concentrating.
Gongsun Lv'e, dressed in a white dress, sat next to Qin Feng.
The young master was handsome, and the girl was plump and beautiful, which naturally attracted people's attention.
But no one dared to look here more.
"Master Qin is so powerful."
Huang Rong was secretly frightened.
Not to mention those people in the world, even Huang Rong was a little panicked at a glance.
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"Everyone please."
Guo Jing summoned his inner strength and shouted loudly.
The originally chaotic scene suddenly became quiet.
It seemed that Guo Jing's name was still very useful.
“Hello, Mr.
Guo” "Master Guo, please speak, we are all listening."
After a few responses, the scene returned to silence.
"Everyone, Guo Jing has invited you here this time to discuss the fight against the Mongols."
Guo Jing paused and then said: "As the saying goes, a group of dragons cannot be leaderless, so we should choose the first one.
A martial arts leader has come to lead everyone to fight against the Mongols.
I, Guo Jing, recommend Qin Daochang, a descendant of Saint Qingyun, to be the leader of the martial arts coalition. " As soon as these words came out, there was another burst of discussion.
"Hahahaha, hahahaha"
"Such a deep inner strength, who is it?"
The heroes immediately reacted and looked outside the door.
"You Central Plains people have low martial arts skills.
Why don't you leave this martial arts leader to my master?"
Huo Du was still adorned with jewels, wearing extremely gorgeous brocade clothes and holding a fan in his hand.
Oh, Qin Feng was quite surprised.
It seemed that Mongolia had a strange man and a strange medicine.
He broke off Huo Du's right hand forcefully, and now it is cured.
"Presumptuous, who are you?"
"What kind of dog people are you, coming here to run wild?"
It has to be said that the martial arts people in the Central Plains are really top-notch in their trolling skills.
"Humph, the little king is a Mongolian prince.
This is my master, the Mongolian national master, the Golden Wheel Dharma King."
Jinlun Dharma King is wearing a yellow robe.
He is very tall and thin.
His body is like a bamboo pole.
His forehead is slightly sunken, like a saucer.
The one in his hand looks like gold but not gold, which is quite conspicuous.
Next to him was a sturdy monk with a simple and honest appearance, who must be his second disciple, Dalba.
Qin Feng knew that there was a wheel in this wheel.
There were five wheels in total, gold, silver, copper, iron, and lead.
The five wheels were made of five different materials.
When operating, the trajectories were different, making it difficult to guard against.
Jin Lun Dharma King snorted coldly, which already made many masters' ears hurt, and they all thought that this strange monk had such deep internal power.
"Hahaha, aren't there any masters in the Central Plains?"
Huo Du couldn't help but feel proud when he saw everyone being frightened by the golden wheel.
"What?"
Everyone was just startled, and now they were furious and were about to step forward to take action.
Huo Du rolled his eyes: "Why, you Central Plains people are trying to bully the minority with more people?"
Huang Rong and Guo Jing stepped forward.
"Master" was the first impression in Jinlun's mind.
"Then what do you want?"
Huang Rong looked calm and spoke elegantly.
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She was really a charming woman.
This made Huo Dou have lustful thoughts in his mind, and he looked at Huang Rong with strange eyes.
Huang Rong snorted softly and hit Huo Dou on the head with the dog beating stick.
Huo Dou couldn't even resist.
He yelled and squatted down in pain.
"Okay, master."
Jin Lun's eyes lit up.
This Han woman is definitely a master.
Huo Du endured the pain and started fighting.
He didn't dare to look any longer.
He gritted his teeth and said: "We three masters and disciples, if we dare to lose against you three masters from the Central Plains, your martial arts leader will be handed over to my master."
Bar" "Okay, that's it."
Qin Feng had been watching the show for a long time.
With a faint voice, he appeared in front of Huo Du.
"Ah, it's you."
Huo Dou was startled when he saw Qin Feng, his eyes widened, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
King Jinlun heard Huo Du say that he defeated him with one move: "You are also a master, how dare you compete with me?"
All the heroes knew that Qin Feng was the descendant of the saint who was rumored today, and they all looked at Qin Feng with wide eyes.
Guo Jing and Huang Rong looked at each other, took a step back, and stood on both sides of Qin Feng, obviously with Qin Feng as the leader.
"Compete with me."
Qin Feng smiled slightly: "Your Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is only at the ninth level.
At such a level, you dare to compete with me."
Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is a magical skill, but even if you practice this Golden Wheel to the twelfth level, I am afraid it will be difficult to compete with Qin Feng.
What's more, no one can practice this Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu to the twelfth level, unless you have real The dragon blood helps, but this is a good physical training skill.
Qin Feng's skills are all internal cultivation.
This Vajra Indestructible Magic Technique can also be regarded as an external magic technique.
It has the effect of increasing strength, but it is not as exaggerated as the Dragon Elephant.
Qin Feng expected that he would definitely reach this stormy world in the future.
As long as one can obtain the dragon essence or the phoenix blood of Emperor Shitian, the lifespan problem can be solved, and with that dragon blood, one can really achieve the twelfth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.
Huo Dou didn't dare to speak.
He was afraid of what Qin Feng was afraid of.
After hearing Qin Feng's words, King Jinlun's eyes widened: "How do you know?
But you are enough to deal with me at the ninth level.
Do you dare to try?"
"Wait, wait, brother Qin, can you give up this monk to me?"
Another one broke in from outside.
"Ah, it's Madman Wu" "It turns out he is Madman Wu."
It was Dugu Qiufei, the Heroes Conference and other places where masters gathered, so how could he not come to Dugu Qiufei.
"Come on, monk, let's compete with me."
Dugu Qiubai didn't hesitate at all.
He flew up and hit Jinlun Dharma King on the head with a fist.
"Why are there so many masters in the Central Plains?"
Jinlun Dharma King felt the power of this punch, and quickly used the Dragon Elephant Magic Skill to attack the enemy with his palms raised.
"Okay, okay, the bald man has such great strength."
Dugu Qiufeng was delighted when he saw that he was hunting.
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He couldn't make a punch, so he linked his hands together, and the sharp sword energy overflowed.
"Just give it to him."
Qin Feng nodded towards Guo Jing and Huang Rong, and the three of them created a space.
Huo Dou quickly stepped back.
He could feel a little coldness on his neck.
"Gulu gulu, gulu gulu" Jinlun said twice in Mongolian, making Dalba retreat so that he could concentrate on fighting his opponent. aa2705221: