Master Kongwen felt relieved after hearing this. He felt that it would be really different if the Ming Cult had a leader. He said happily: "What Leader Yang said is that many Tatars were killed today. They all have a bad breath, but they themselves are also damaged."
It's not small, let's retreat for the time being." After all, the Shaolin leader's words had a different tone, and others nodded in agreement.
Master Kongzhi, who was also in a panic, asked at this time: "Master Yang, in your opinion, where should we take shelter?" Yang Dingtian looked at Yang Xiao, who smiled lightly and said: "Thanks to your inquiry, Master Yang, I would like to ask Mongolia
The Tatars must have thought that we were either going south or east for a while, so why didn't we catch them off guard and head northwest? What do you think?"
Guo Ruji secretly frowned. According to her opinion, since the six major sects and the Mingjiao have escaped, they should split up to avoid the pursuers. In this way, the pressure on each other will be reduced. But obviously people are more willing to listen to the people in the Mingjiao.
Yes, she didn't say much. She just inspected her daughter's injuries and couldn't help but feel distressed.
Ling Bo said: "Mom, Senior Brother Wuji told me that my grandfather's dragon-slaying sword came into the hands of his adoptive father, Senior Xie Xun. What did you plan to do?"
Guo Ruji sighed: "I know this. Although I have lived in Zhongnan Mountain these years, I am not indifferent to worldly affairs. In fact, you know the secrets inside. I am old, and sooner or later this secret will be handed over to you. How did you do it?"
Thought?"
Ling Bo was born in Wudang Mountain. Ever since she was sensible, she knew that the Dragon Sword had left her third uncle disabled for life. It was strange that she had a favorable impression of this. But after all, she knew that she was a descendant of Guo Jing and had a responsibility.
After thinking for a while, he said: "My son is thinking about it. Senior Xie Xun has a lot of lives on his hands, and he has a grudge against the martial arts people in the Central Plains. He is blind, so it is really difficult for him to hand over the dragon-slaying knife." After that, he placed it in the palm of his mother's hand.
After writing a few lines in his heart, Guo Ruji felt it and thought about it for a while, and then said: "It's not a bad idea if you think so, but it's hard to have the best of both worlds in things in this world. If something goes wrong, you still have to have an alternative plan.
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Ling Bo said: "I understand."
The mother and daughter were walking beside the bullock cart talking at this time. Because many disciples of the six major sects were slightly injured, everyone was afraid that their injuries would be aggravated and disabled if they rushed on the road, so they took the initiative to give up their seats in the cart to them. Although Guo Ruji said
She was also injured, but she was an elder and had internal strength, so she walked with her daughter. But in this way, she became closer to Yu Lianzhou.
Yu Lianzhou is not a mother-in-law person, but the husband and wife have been separated for more than ten years and have never met each other. Seeing them walking all the way, his wife doesn't even give him a look. He is one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, and he can't help but feel sad.
, there is even more fear in it.
Song Yuanqiao and his junior brother have been in sympathy with each other for more than thirty years. How could they not understand that this time his junior brother might really be in trouble, so he shamelessly stepped forward and said: "Brother and sister, in the past ten years, you have been
Where have you been? Have you always been in Zhongnan Mountain? We also went to look for it, but the elder brother of the Yang family did not allow us to go in. I never thought that you are still alive and there is still time to meet."
Guo Ruji smiled and nodded, and said lukewarmly: "Brother, don't blame them. I narrowly escaped death during childbirth, and my uncle and the others would not be polite to the people of Wudang Mountain. But now I can see you all, and I am very happy.
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After all, although everyone has different ideas, they are all heroes of the Han family, and living is better than anything else.
Song Yuanqiao was overjoyed: "So I have a little nephew. How is he? What is his name? Are you coming with him this time?"
Ling Bo knew his mother's heart knot best. Seeing this situation, Song Yuanqiao would continue to ask questions, and there was no guarantee that both parties would not fall out. He said anxiously: "Uncle, please stop thinking about others. Brother Song is very seriously injured this time.
.We’d better return to Wudang early. He must be in a good mood when he sees you."
When Song Yuanqiao heard this, he was so shocked that he could no longer care about anything else. He pulled Ling Bo to ask questions, worrying about the condition of his beloved son. When he found out that Song Qingshu was attacked in order to rescue Shaolin, he felt sad and proud at the same time. Finally, he knew
Zhang Wuji had already cured his disability, and after only a year or two of raising him, he could move around freely, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. He turned to Zhang Wuji and said, "Wuji, my uncle will keep your kindness in mind."
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Zhang Wuji saw that he was about to bow and hurriedly bent down: "Uncle, what are you talking about? Wuji is also a disciple of Wudang. It is natural for him to treat his fellow disciples. I don't deserve this thank you."
Song Yuanqiao shook his head and said: "Silly boy, you haven't gotten married and have children, so you can't understand the feeling of being a father. Although we are a family, I am so grateful that I have to say it." Then he pointed at Yu Lianzhou.
Said: "Yesterday, if your second uncle didn't believe in Ling Bo from the 100-foot-high tower, how could he dare to be the first to jump down?"
Zhang Wuji nodded, but suddenly thought of something, said "Oh!" and said to his two uncles: "The big things here are over. My nephew has some personal matters and needs to go back to Dadu. I would like to share my thoughts with my uncles and all the heroes."
Say goodbye, and from now on I will fight to the death with the Tatars."
Song Yuanqiao wanted to ask him why he was so anxious, but looking at the child's expression, he was really worried. It was really hard to talk here with so many people talking, and it was really inconvenient. In addition, Zhang Wuji had already accomplished his magic, so he didn't worry about his safety, so he just said:
"Then be careful and send the message back in time."
Human nature is biased, so he just wished he could swallow the business and quickly return to Wudang to have a look. Naturally, Ai Zi asked Zhang Wuji no more. After Zhang Wuji saluted, he immediately got on his horse and headed in the direction of Dadu.