“Gurgle…”
The carriage wheels rolled over the ground, making a dull sound.
"Are you really planning to participate in the martial arts competition?" Hong Qigong asked.
Hong Qigong pondered over this question for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask.
He had absolutely no idea what Dongfang Bubai was planning.
Could it be that in order to send back Li Mochou's body, he even ignored his own lifelong affairs?
If this is true, then the promise made by Dongfang Bubai in front of him is really heavy.
"Of course, this has already been announced to the world, right? We can't change it even if we want to!"
Dongfang Bubai's cold voice sounded: "Besides, haven't you noticed? Since the news of the martial arts competition broke out, we have become much quieter."
"Although there are still people coming here, they just come to see if this beauty of mine is really the most beautiful woman in the world as the legend says. No one has taken action, right?"
Although Dongfang Bubai said so, he did not agree in his heart and even had a firm idea.
If it really is a martial arts competition, there will be changes.
At worst... if you marry a chicken, you kill the chicken; if you marry a dog, you kill the dog!
Would the mighty Dongfang Bubai really be stumped by this?
It has been half a month since leaving Shuzhou. The martial arts competition for marriage that was spread with the help of Hong Qigong's reputation has naturally spread throughout the world.
As for Zhang Sanqiang, seeing Hong Qigong following him, he knew he was no match for him and did not continue to fight.
I guess he is also planning to wait for the martial arts competition to win a bride.
Hong Qigong's expression was a little complicated. At first, he only saw Dongfang Bubai's ruthlessness, but now he saw his promise.
Along the way, she is sometimes cold and aloof, sometimes high-profile, as beautiful as a flower, and sometimes quite unreasonable.
"Is this what a girl thinks? She is so unpredictable!"
Hong Qigong sighed and felt that this was more tiring than fighting with others.
"We are in front of Xiangyang Prefecture. There has been a war going on for the past two years. We'd better take a small path, out of the Yong Kingdom area and into the Yuan Dynasty territory!"
Hong Qigong did not dwell on the matter of the martial arts competition to win a bride, and looked towards the direction of Xiangyang City.
The Yuan Dynasty was determined to destroy Yong, and Xiangyang's geographical location made it a battleground for military strategists.
That is to say, in recent years, the main force of the Yuan Dynasty did not allocate too many troops to attack Xiangyang when attacking other neighboring countries.
Otherwise, Xiangyang might not be able to be defended at all.
"Thank you for showing me the way, Mr. Qi!"
Nothing is impossible for Dongfang Bubai.
He had some understanding of Xiangyang City from its original trajectory.
This year, the Ming Cult rebels were suppressed and disappeared.
Xiangyang was attacked sporadically by Yuan troops until a general defending the city secretly surrendered to the Yuan, completing a stab in the back that resulted in Xiangyang falling into Yuan hands for two years.
Later, Meng Gong, a famous general of the Dayong Kingdom, led troops to successfully recapture Xiangyang after a year.
It was also the loss and recovery of Xiangyang City that caused countless casualties, and countless people wailed and became homeless.
Let Guo Jing see the tragic situation in Xiangyang.
Only then did he resolve to resist the Yuan Dynasty, defend his country, and convene a heroes' conference at Dashengguan, calling on all the martial artists to join in the righteous cause.
However, it is still early now. As far as he can remember, Xiangyang was captured by the Yuan Dynasty in the past two years.
All in all, it was still six or seven years before the Heroes Conference was held, and Yang Guo was only thirteen or fourteen years old.
Even the current Great Khan of the Yuan Dynasty is not Mongke, but Ogedei.
In between, there was a Khan who only reigned for two years, so the time was very long and sufficient.
Three days later, the carriage entered the border.
Suddenly, a sound of breaking through the air was heard suddenly and approached quickly.
Before they got close, they heard a shout: "Are those Miss Dongfang and Senior Hong Qigong in the carriage ahead?"
The voice was long, and there was a trace of the power of heaven and earth restraining it, as if someone was talking in his ear. It was obvious that his internal energy had reached a certain level, and his extraordinary meridians had been opened.
Dongfang Bubai paused slightly and stopped the carriage.
Not long after, an old man in Taoist robes with white hair and beard walked over from afar.
The speed was not too fast, but the elegance of riding the wind and walking in the air did have a bit of immortal air.
"I am Qiu Chuji of the Quanzhen Sect. Nice to meet Senior Hong and Miss Dongfang!"
Although the man's hair and beard were pale and his face was old, his complexion was good. It was obvious that he was not a weakling in the Qijing realm.
"Master Qiu, although I am a beggar of the same generation as your master, Master Chongyang, you are older than me. We should treat each other as our own. Just call me Old Beggar!"
Hong Qigong's voice came from the carriage, calm and free and easy, and he walked out slowly.
"In martial arts practice, the most accomplished ones come first. Senior Hong is highly respected, so etiquette is indispensable!"
Qiu Chuji retorted, looking at the cold girl sitting in the carriage, and sighed slightly: "Miss Dongfang wants to participate in the martial arts competition in Zhongnan Mountain, which will cause trouble to Quanzhen Sect."
"Now all the masters in the martial arts world have gathered in the Quanzhen Sect, and there are also many evil masters. They have caused a lot of killings along the way. What should we do?"
When Dongfang Bubai heard Qiu Chuji's voice, there was still no expression on his face.
According to the original trajectory, the Quanzhen Sect suffered heavy losses this time. The mountains were set on fire, and even Hao Datong, one of the Seven Sons of Quanzhen, was seriously injured.
Now that the martial arts competition for marriage has been changed by Dongfang Bubai, these things probably won't happen again.
But it may not be a good thing. After all, the scene this time may be much bigger because of him.
"Master Qiu, Dongfang Bubai was inconsiderate and offended me. However, the news has spread all over the martial arts world now. I am afraid it is too late to change it!"
Dongfang Bubai's response made Qiu Chuji look bitter.
Since they received the news that all the martial artists in the Jianghu were gathering at Mount Zhongnan, the Quanzhen Sect became very nervous, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Without the presence of Master Chongyang, the Quanzhen Sect has long since declined .
The most powerful gang in the martial arts world today is the Beggars' Sect.
"Hey! I want Miss Dongfang to restrain the martial artists, but I'm afraid it's impossible to do it!"
After seeing the appearance of Dongfang Bubai, Qiu Chuji was no longer thinking about how to restrain the martial artists, but was wondering how many people would come this time.
If a conflict occurs and unrest is caused at that time, the Quanzhen Sect may be destroyed if it is not handled properly.
Especially now that the Quanzhen Sect's head master, Ma Yu Zhenren, is old, and his martial arts skills have gone awry, resulting in serious injuries. He rarely shows up and almost never takes care of things.
Only five of the Seven Quanzhen Masters are left, and the younger generations have not yet grown up, and cannot even use the power of the Big Dipper Formation.
"Master Qiu, don't worry. You can choose a place with flat terrain that is far away from Quanzhen Sect as the venue for this martial arts competition. This way, it may not disturb the peace of Quanzhen Sect!"
As if he saw Qiu Chuji's difficulty, Dongfang Bubai advised: " How about letting the Quanzhen Sect handle this matter?"
The labor that comes here will be wasted if not used.
Anyway, he is not familiar with Mount Zhongnan, so it is just right to hand it over to Quanzhen Sect.
"In that case, thank you Miss Dongfang for your understanding!"
Qiu Chuji achieved his goal, turned to look at Hong Qigong and said: "Senior Hong, since our master passed away, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Why don't I drink with Senior Hong?"
As he spoke, Qiu Chuji took out a large jar of wine from the package behind him, obviously coming prepared.
As long as Hong Qigong stays in Chongyang Palace for a while, given Hong Qigong's prestige, no one would dare to act wildly.
When Wang Chongyang was alive, Quanzhen Sect was the largest sect in the world, but now it has to rely on the reputation of others.
People in the martial arts world can understand things at a glance. Hong Qigong could see Qiu Chuji's plan very well. He laughed heartily and said, "Haha, everyone in the martial arts world knows that besides eating, the only thing I love most is wine!"
The reputation of Quanzhen Sect and the face given to Wang Chongyang back then still have to be given.
“Hong Qi, since you want to drink, count me in too!”
At this moment, an old voice came again from the distance.
When the voice sounded, it was still very far away. When the voice died down, two figures, one big and one small, appeared not far from the carriage.
The man who came was also wearing a green robe and a human skin mask.
His eyes were directly directed at Dongfang Bubai in the carriage.
After staring for a long while, he nodded slightly and sighed, "These days I have heard rumors that Dongfang Bubai is the most beautiful woman in the world. Now that I see her, she is really as famous as the legend says!"
"I heard that you saved my disciple's cousin, so would you like to have a couple more drinks later?"
Dongfang Qing heard this, but before he could respond, there was a noise in the carriage.
The next moment, Lu Wushuang appeared outside the carriage and shouted to the girl next to Huang Laoxie in surprise, "Cousin!"
"cousin!"
Cheng Ying's face was filled with joy. After slightly bowing to Huang Lao Xie, he ran to Lu Wushuang, pulled her aside, and talked about what happened after they separated.
Qiu Chuji, who was standing by, also showed a look of joy. Two of the Five Supremes had arrived, so he was now safe. He quickly saluted Huang Lao Xie and said, "Senior Huang, how are you?"
"I had some friendship with Master Chongyang at the beginning, and I just happened to encounter such a big event, so I will stay in Zhongnan Mountain for a while."
Huang Lao Xie opened his mouth and took off the mask on his face, revealing a handsome, yet somewhat old face.
A few decades ago, this would definitely be a handsome guy.
This time I came here, largely for my apprentice's cousin.
The story of Dongfang Bubai spread throughout the martial arts world and it was impossible not to know about it.
He could still travel around when he was alone, and now that he has accepted a little apprentice, he doesn't want to go back to Peach Blossom Island, so it is a good choice for him to stay in Zhongnan Mountain for a while and see what's going on.
A few people exchanged greetings and sat cross-legged on a huge rock. The rich aroma of wine instantly wafted in the air.
"Just drink like that? You'll get drunk, right?"
Looking at the wine bowl in front of him, Dongfang Bubai felt a little toothache.
He couldn't drink much to begin with, especially since he used to have something to eat before drinking, which at least filled his stomach.
But just drink it now?
Who can stand this?
He always felt that the old guys in front of him had bad intentions and wanted to get him drunk!
"Oriental girl, please!"
Huang Lao Xie picked up the wine bowl and said, "A month ago, my disciple's cousin was kidnapped by Li Mochou. The little girl has been talking about it these days. It's really a headache!"
"Now that I am finally free, I shall offer you three bowls of wine! Cheers!"