"What a fate!" Zheng Xie looked up at the ancient city of Xiangyang and sighed softly. He had seen Xiangyang City in two eras. Compared with the Xiaoao era, the current Xiangyang City is much more deserted and rundown, and pedestrians coming and going are in a hurry.
Busy, bustling scene.
At this time, nearly ten years had passed since the fall of the Jin Kingdom. After the Meng annexed the Jin Kingdom, they continued to move south and occupied the Henan region. The border between Henan and Hubei not far north of Xiangyang City was the border of the Southern Song Dynasty. Most of Shanxi, Henan and other places had been occupied by the Mongolian soldiers.
During the occupation, Mongolian cavalry can often be seen.
Xiangyang was already the most important military center on the northern border of the Southern Song Dynasty.
After Guo Jing's family left Taohua Island, they first went to Shaoxing, where they dealt with some matters related to the Beggar Clan, and then headed to Xiangyang without stopping.
It didn't take long for the news that Guo Daxia and the Huang Gang were holding a martial arts conference spread throughout the world, and the venue of the banquet was set at Dashengguan, Lujiazhuang.
There are two most famous Lujiazhuangs in the world. One is Dashengguan Lujiazhuang, owned by Lu Guanying. The other is Jiaxing Lujiazhuang, owned by Lu Dingyuan. It is worth mentioning that these two people... have nothing to do with each other.
In Lujiazhuang, Zheng Xie met Lu Guanying and his wife Cheng Jiayao again.
Back then, after Guiyun Village was burned down by Ouyang Feng, Lu Guanying took his wife Cheng Jiayao to Dashengguan and established Lujiazhuang. The biggest reason why Guo Jing and Dahuang Rong held a martial arts conference in Dashengguan
It's because Lu Guanying has a close relationship with their family, and at critical moments, he doesn't want to trick anyone.
Convening a martial arts conference is not a simple matter. In addition to having a leader, the organizer also needs to make a series of arrangements, which requires strong manpower and material resources. As the leader, Guo Jing certainly has no time to spare.
, he is very busy every day, and he is not good at sorting out complicated things. Without the help of Dahuang Rong, he would not be able to finish it even if he was given twenty-four hours a day.
Guo Jing's reputation was extremely high. He convened a martial arts conference, and the heroes responded immediately. Within a few days, hundreds of wealthy people from all over the world gathered, and more people came from all directions.
"The martial arts competition!" Zheng Xie looked forward to it. Although his martial arts had reached a state of perfection, he had never seen such a martial arts victory before, and he was still a little excited.
These days, Zheng Xie and Xiao Huang Rong are very free. They are not needed to receive guests at the conference. At most, they are just helping to come up with ideas.
"It's boring!" After a few days, Zheng Xie's excitement passed.
The martial arts conference is like this. The total number of participants is only a thousand. Not to mention compared with international events such as the Olympic Games and the Asian Games, even the intercollegiate basketball league cannot compare.
On this day, people from the Quanzhen Sect also came, and only four people came, Hao Datong, Sun Buer, Yin Zhiping, and Zhao Zhijing.
After seeing the ceremony, Hao Datong said: "This time I came here. In addition to attending the Heroes Conference, I also had to apologize to Guo Daxia. The Quanzhen Sect failed to teach Yang Guo well..."
"Why did Mr. Hao say this?" Guo Jing hurriedly asked the reason. Zheng She didn't take this matter to heart at all, so he didn't have time to explain it to Guo Jing, so he didn't know about Yang Guo's change of school.
Master Hao then told the story of Yang Guo defecting from the Quanzhen Sect and worshiping in the ancient tomb.
"I see, that's fine. Brother Zheng's martial arts skills are amazing in the world. It's a blessing to be able to get guidance from the Ancient Tomb Sect." Guo Jing had a lot of twists and turns in his mind and spoke very straightforwardly. What he said made Quanzhen teach this
Several people felt their faces were dull and embarrassed.
Sun Buer snorted coldly, with an unchanging expression on his face, thinking, if you don't like the Quanzhen Sect's skills, why send people here. Her temper was originally bad, but now she has reached menopause, her temper is not good at all, if
If it weren't for these two famous ladies, they would have scolded them on the spot.
Da Huang Rong didn't have a good impression of the Quanzhen Sect, and she was very close to Zheng She and Xiao Huang Rong, so she didn't remind Guo Jing.
"It's good if you don't blame Master Guo." After all, Hao Datong is a man of integrity and has a good temper.
Guo Jing said: "It doesn't matter. Brother Zheng happens to be in the backyard. Are the Taoist priests coming to stay in the village?"
"No need." Hao Datong refused quickly, because he thought it was not enough of a slap in the face.
Guo Jing was most grateful to the Quanzhen Sect. He originally wanted to arrange for four Quanzhen Sect members to live in Zhuangzi, but they sternly refused, so he did not force it.
Most of the people who came to participate in the Heroes Conference stayed in nearby inns. Only a few people who were very close to the two people were arranged to stay in the village. The people from the Beggar Clan were the most easy to deal with. They could just find a room.
You can live in a temple-tiled house.
Until now, the only people living in Lujiazhuang are Sishui Yuyin and scholar Zhu Ziliu. This arrangement was made because of the relationship between Master Yideng and Dawu Xiaowu.
At noon, Zheng Xie and Xiao Huang Rong were having dinner in the backyard. Suddenly they heard a burst of noise coming from the front hall, as if something had happened. Xiao Huang Rong hurriedly ran to the front yard to check, and soon turned back and called
He said: "Brother Xie, come out and take a look. There is an old Mongolian monk coming outside. He is tall and thin and wants to seize the position of leader of the martial arts alliance."
"It's Jin Lun Dharma King!" Zheng Xie's heart moved and he knew who it was.
Xiao Huang Rong asked: "Brother Xie knows that old monk?"
Zheng She said: "I have dealt with him. That old monk is the first national master of Mongolia, and his kung fu is pretty good."
Kublai Khan, the prince of Mongolia, heard that the Jianghu clan was going to hold a martial arts conference in Dashengguan, so he sent King Jinlun here to investigate the situation. If necessary, he would take action to scare the heroes, damage the reputation of the Song Dynasty's martial arts community, and sabotage the conference.
Since Huo Du had been killed by Zheng Xie, Jinlun Dharma King came here with only Dalba as his disciple. Dalba's martial arts was at a higher level than Huo Du, and he had already defeated several famous people in the world.
Not a shallow master.
Dalba was just a disciple of Jinlun Dharma King, so he was not worthy of Guo Jing's action. However, seeing that the current situation was not good, Guo Jing had to intervene. After he defeated Dalba, he started fighting with Jinlun Dharma King.
Da Huang Rong thought to herself that although this Mongolian monk's kung fu was good, Brother Jing might not be able to defeat him. But after fighting dozens of moves, Da Huang Rong's expression became serious. Jin Lun Dharma King's kung fu was still beyond her imagination, and she was deeply moved.
Afraid that Guo Jing would accidentally get hurt, he called a maid and said, "Go and ask Mr. Zheng from the backyard to come over quickly."
"No need, I'm already here."
A voice came clearly into Da Huang Rong's ears, and the noisy sounds around her seemed to be completely isolated. She turned her head and saw the figures of Zheng Xie and Xiao Huang Rong appearing in the hall, and her hanging heart suddenly dropped.
, said with a smile: "Brother Xie, now I want to ask you to help me."
Zheng Xie said: "Nvxia Huang is concerned and will be confused. Brother Guo's martial arts is not inferior to King Jinlun. You don't have to lose. You just need to watch with peace of mind. If the situation goes bad, I will take action."
Da Huang Rong Yingying smiled and said: "As long as I have a little brother, I will feel relieved, sister." These days, the two have become very familiar with each other, but Zheng She refused to call her sister to her life, and she often joked about it.
Xiao Huang Rong smiled and joked: "Sister Huang is trustworthy about Brother Xie, but can't she be worried about Brother Guo?"
Dahuang Rong spat: "Little girl said such crazy things again." Then she turned her head and stopped looking at him.
Zheng Xie chuckled lightly and didn't care.
In the field, Guo Jing and King Jinlun had already fought nearly a hundred moves. A layer of white mist steamed up from both of their bodies. Their skills were at their peak. The heroes cheered loudly and wished they could lend their strength to Guo Jing.
"This great monk has lost five wheels, but his skills have improved even more." Zheng Xie thought to himself.
Dahuang Rong secretly became anxious.
The two people on the field were already familiar with each other's skills and admired each other. By this point in the fight, they were impatient and used their ultimate moves at the same time.
Guo Jing used his most powerful move, "The Dragon Regrets". His left leg was bent inward, his right leg was half-bent, he made a semicircle with his hand, and he pushed forward violently, with the strength of his palm like a giant dragon.
It roared out like a dragon, whistling like a dragon.
Jinlun Dharma King also brought the dragon-elephant prajna skill to the extreme. He let out a soft shout that sounded like thunder, causing the ears of the heroes to buzz. At the same time, he clapped his palms out, as if moving mountains and seas. The majestic momentum made people feel depressed.
The heroes couldn't help but silence their voices at the same time.
Dahuang Rong exclaimed and hurriedly called: "Little brother Xie."
As soon as she started exclamating, she felt a black shadow flash before her eyes. As soon as she finished speaking these three words, a figure appeared in the field, appearing between the two of them like a ghost!
Guo Jing and King Jinlun were shocked when they saw a person suddenly appear in front of them, but their moves had become old and the arrow was on the string, so they had to fire.
"boom!"
An explosion sounded, dust flew up in the field, and stone chips flew!
The heroes looked towards the field, dumbfounded at the same time.
I saw Zheng Xie appearing between the two of them, with his arms stretched out. His left palm was against Jinlun Dharma King's Dragon Elephant Prajna, and his right palm was strangling Guo Jing's Kanglong Youhui. Their palms were three inches apart, and there seemed to be a gap between them.
Like an invisible wall of air, it blocked the two of them, preventing them from advancing even half a point.
This kind of kung fu is unbelievable and does not seem to exist in the human world. It can only be seen occasionally in legends.
"go!"
Zheng Xie spat out his palm force, and the two of them stepped back at the same time. He turned to Jinlun Dharma King and said calmly: "Dharma King, I haven't seen you for several months, but your skills are still improving."
Jin Lun Dharma King recited the Buddha's name in Tibetan, clasped his hands and said: "The poor monk met the donor again." He was surprised in his heart, and felt that the other party's martial arts had a vague sense of familiarity, as if they were very similar to the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.
Zheng Xie said: "His Holiness was not at Daxueshan Temple to meditate and worship Buddha, so why did he come to the Central Plains again? The world is dangerous, so don't lose your life accidentally."
King Jinlun said: "The poor monk was invited by Prince Kublai Khan and had to do it. Mr. Zheng said yes, the matter was over, so the poor monk returned to the temple to practice hard. In the Song Dynasty, when Mr. Zheng was there, he would not
Half a step into the Central Plains." He had to make a promise, otherwise he might not be able to leave Lujiazhuang today.
Zheng Xie said: "Okay, Dharma King invites you."
Jin Lun Dharma King turned around and left quickly and neatly.
When the Mongolian officials saw that their god-like national advisers had been defeated, they could only leave in despair.
"good!"
At this time, the thundering cheers began to sound.
