The old man in monk's robes had a square figure, and he laughed loudly and said: "Brother Hua, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still so energetic, and your sword is not old yet, which makes Mo feel ashamed!"
When the beggar saw the old man in monk's robe, he felt as if he had found a treasure, like an abused child. He immediately jumped up and down, clasped his hands and laughed. His joy was beyond words!
He was so excited that he couldn't answer for a long time. He no longer cared about his age, so he rushed forward happily, hugged the old man in monk's robes, and said happily: "Old man Mo, are you really not dead?"
After saying that, without any scruples, he reached out to stroke the long beard of the old man in monk's robe, touched his face, and said excitedly: "It's true, you are really alive!"
The old man in monk's robes was none other than Mo Wenda, one of the four gods of Canglong. When he saw that the beggar was so worried about him, he couldn't help but shed tears of gratitude. He hurriedly said: "The beggar is so worried about me, I really appreciate it." No, Mo is really flattered and ashamed!"
The beggar laughed loudly and said: "I didn't expect Mr. Mo to be so humble and polite. It's rare for me to chat with you. As the saying goes, 'it's better to arrive early than to arrive in time'. You see, in this town, With the help of the people, we gave your new home a new look today. In the future, you have to stay here to repay the kindness of the people in the town!"
Mo Wenda raised his head and looked at a majestic statue in the hall. With a plop, he knelt down at the door of the hall and said solemnly: "Back then, because I was worried about the safety of my subordinates, I abandoned the temple. It was really shameful. Bear the shame, Mo has left now and is coming back again, vowing to die to coexist and die with the temple!"
After saying that, he stood in front of the temple and kowtowed three times in succession!
After bowing solemnly, he slowly stood up and said to the beggar: "During the war, I fled down the mountain with a group of more than thirty people. Later, I still could not escape from the clutches of the pursuers. Except for me who fought hard to kill Outside the tight siege, no one else was spared. I thought that the thieves would burn the ancient temple to the ground, but I didn't expect that the ancient temple still exists today. It is really a blessing among misfortunes!"
The beggar said slowly: "When I heard that the ancient temple was damaged, I rushed there overnight. When I arrived, the place was already in ruins and looked dilapidated. Think about it, it was already a few years ago."
He let out a long sigh and then added after a slight pause: "Later, I heard from people in the town that the band of thieves saw the statues in the temple, and they didn't dare to destroy them. In addition, people in the town also said There are outstanding people here who respond to all requests, and they don’t dare to offend the statues, so that’s why the ancient temple remains as it is today!”
Mo Wenda sighed: "It turns out that beggars have been staying in this ancient temple. Mo really doesn't know how to be grateful. With the ferocity and brutality of the thieves, were you afraid that the temple would be destroyed by a fire?" "
The beggar looked at the sluggish Penetrating Maniac, and hurriedly pulled him over, pointed at Mo Wenda and said: "This is one of the famous four gods, 'Xuanwu' Mo Wenda!"
Chuan Feng Kuang had heard this name for a long time. He hurriedly stepped forward, clasped his fists and said, "I have long admired the reputation of my seniors. Today I am lucky enough to see his face. It is truly an honor. Please accept it next time." bye!"
After saying that, he bowed deeply to Mo Wenda!
When Mo Wenda saw that this boy was handsome and polite, he was secretly happy and said hurriedly: "Little heroes don't need to be polite!"
The beggar smiled and said: "Although this kid has only been twenty years old, he has been taught by a famous teacher. In addition to being the direct descendant of the Five Tigers of the Sai family in Guanzhong, he also received the true biography of the famous brother. Even I, the beggar, pales in comparison!
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Mo Wenda couldn't help laughing and said: "That's so good. I am Shang's personal disciple, so we are all one family!"
As he said this, both the beggar and the flower looked up to the sky and laughed, feeling very happy and contented!
Mo Wenda quickly calmed down and asked solemnly: "Hey, why haven't you seen Brother Minghe? I wonder how he is doing lately?"
Before the beggar could open his mouth, Chuan Feng Kuang said sadly: "Master, he has already traveled to the paradise of heaven and traveled to the west of Hexi!"
Mo Wenda couldn't help but sigh, and said sadly: "He is the youngest among the four of us, but unexpectedly he reached the bliss first. Alas, there is no old or young in the underworld, and everything in the world is impermanent!"
When Chuan Feng Kuang saw the two miserable people, he couldn't help but feel sad.
Mo Wenda squinted for a moment, raised his head slightly to look at the sky with few stars, and said melancholy: "Brother Minghe is at peace, and it is a great comfort to be able to pass on his lifelong knowledge!"
The beggar sighed: "The dead are gone, but the living are like this. Brother Mo, we are all dying, so we must take care of ourselves!"
Mo Wenda smiled slightly and said: "The beggar's words are reasonable, but do you know if there are any disciples in recent years? Can't you just fall away with this life-long skill? If you lose your ambition like this, you will have to regret it for the rest of your life?"
The beggar smiled and said: "The beggar is not amazing in appearance. He is an octogenarian old man. Who would be willing to accept me as his teacher? It is better for me to live alone, and Xiao Ao Fengyun is more comfortable!"
Mo Wenda smiled and said: "Begging is still the same as it has been since ancient times. However, both you and I have exhausted our bells and are dying. Maybe one day, we will have to rush to hell with the knowledge we have learned all our lives!"
After a pause, he said happily: "In these years of running away from home and abroad, Mo has gained a disciple. He is an orphan from the war, named Dong Guo Yuan. He is also a young man with a compound surname, who is in his early twenties.
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The beggar smiled deeply and said: "The world is full of clouds and clouds. I am a beggar, but I am really ignorant. In recent years, I have been staying in this old temple. I feel that my body is not working hard, and I am sluggish. It's like my name."
Brother He, like Brother Mo, is resurrected, looking for a favorite disciple, and passing this life on to him. If not, wouldn't it be a lifelong regret to just hug Pu and weep like this?"
Mo Wenda turned his eyes slightly and laughed loudly: "It's your fault for being a beggar. The young hero who wears the title now is a good piece of rough jade. With a little polish, he can stand out. It's shocking. Mo Wenda
Someone has a talent and wants to accept a second apprentice. In addition, Shang Minghe is cautious, wouldn't his apprentice be both talented and beautiful? I think this young hero is worthy of our respect for the virtuous and our bold entrustment!
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After hearing this, the beggar suddenly became enlightened. He couldn't help but laugh loudly and said: "Oh, I, the beggar, am really confused in this ruined temple. Such a solid body of iron is almost despised by me. It's really a fool's errand."
spirit"!
Chuan Fengkuang stood aside and listened to the conversation between the two. He wanted to teach his martial arts so that he could obtain the true inheritance from Master Shang Minghe. If he were to be taught by these two elders again, wouldn't it be as powerful as a tiger?
The beggar came forward with a happy face and shouted to the dazed Chuan Feng: "Little brother, you don't know where you got this blessing? Brother Mo and I both want to teach you the secret knowledge. Seeing how young and energetic you are,
Fang Gang will definitely live up to everyone’s expectations!”
Mo Wenda also stepped forward and said: "Young hero Chuan Feng, the reputation of our 'Four Gods of Canglong' is well known to the world. If you can learn the strength of one person, you can stand alone in the martial arts world. If the beggar and I teach you martial arts together,
You are the only master in the world!"
The beggar went on to say: "Little brother, I see that you are well-mannered, chivalrous and righteous. You will definitely benefit the people in the future. You must not risk the disapproval of the world. As long as you are open-minded, we will definitely recommend the 'Four Gods of Canglong' in the future."
King Yao Chong will also teach you scriptures and give you treasures. The "Nine Heavens Holding the Moon Hand" and the "Ten Peaks Nailing Flower Fingers" he uses are outstanding and invincible in the world. When the time comes, you can monopolize the power of four people, and ask the world,
Who else would you be?"
Feng Feng Kuang once heard Sai Lingyun say that Yao Chong, the "weird green dragon", ranked first among the "Four Canglong Gods" and was known as the "King of Gods of War". He couldn't help but make good use of strange poisons, and also had unparalleled magical powers.
, invulnerable to all poisons, if he really gets the true inheritance from him and the two elders now, he can monopolize the four people's unparalleled magical skills. He can't even imagine what he will become like?
He thought for a while and then hurriedly said: "Thanks to the two elders who never give up, I will do my best. I was born in the cold, and everyone around me died in the war. Wouldn't I sympathize with the suffering of the world? If you can teach each other magical skills,
I will do my best to restore peace to the world!"
After listening to this, Mo Wenda and the beggar looked at each other and burst into laughter!
Mo Wenda said cheerfully: "Let me tell you, Shang Ming He Bole Xiangma has a unique discernment. Seeing this young knight who has passed through the seal, he is so chivalrous and righteous. He is well aware of Lu Sou's worries. We can rest assured."
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The beggar stepped forward and said: "In this case, time waits for no one, let's start teaching the skills to the little brothers. My 'Luoying Palm' is mainly based on femininity, while Brother Mo's 'Eighteen Styles of Star Picking' is based on
Just walking alone, one is strong and the other is soft, and they are integrated and mastered. They are all created by nature in the body of the little brother, and the result is twice the result with half the effort. In addition, the little brother has been named the true successor of Brother He, and his skills are doubled. With the strength of the two of us, we complement each other and it is easy.
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To avoid being disturbed while teaching the skills, the three of them came to a very hidden room in the ancient temple. The three of them sat cross-legged on the ground. Mowenda squatted on the right hand side of Chuan Feng Kuang, and Jinghua sat cross-legged on Chuan Feng Kuang's left hand.
At the same time, the two elders had a tacit understanding. They raised their left and right hands together and struck each other with their palms. They secretly channeled their divine power and transmitted the true power to him...
On this day, there was a drizzle. On an ancient road, there was a group of people who were not afraid of wind and rain. They were walking quickly along the ancient road. Looking from a distance, this group of people, at least hundreds of them, were all dressed in military uniforms and armors.
Wrap up your body and move like a strong wind.
The general who took the lead was a ferocious-looking, majestic, bearded man in his prime. In each of his hands, he held a large butcher knife. Each of them weighed at least fifty or sixty kilograms.
It was like lifting a chicken between his hands, it was so effortless!
Just listen to his voice like thunder saying: "Tian Rong of Qi State blasted away Xiang Yu's title of King of Qi, and then made himself king. At this time, Xiang Yu was leading his troops to attack, and it was the King of Han who raised his troops to capture
It is a great opportunity for Pengcheng, so the King of Han sent us to return immediately to help conquer Chu. The matter of collecting food has been put aside for the time being. There is no room for mistakes in priorities. Not to mention the drizzle, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, we will risk our lives to move forward.
, without delay!”
While talking, he walked quickly in the wind and rain.
Afterwards, everyone couldn't help but shout in unison: "We will follow General Fan Kuai to the death and serve the King of Han!"
The ferocious-looking man with beards was none other than General Fan Kuai, who followed Liu Bang in the uprising. He once charged into the enemy camp with his own strength and made a lot of contributions to the Han camp. He was a rare and brave man.
Jiangcai is Liu Bang's hometown friend and Liu Bang's right-hand man in the military camp!
The sky was hazy, and suddenly there was a sudden wind and rain. Fan Kuai and the others were instantly transformed into drowned rats. In order to rush on the road, Fan Kuai did not order the soldiers to take shelter from the rain, but instead urged them to double the route!
Due to the heavy rain, it looked like the Milky Way pouring down, and it seemed as if there was a young man riding a white horse standing on the roadside far away.
Through the rain, he could be vaguely seen. He was riding on horseback, a majestic figure with fierce eyes. He was about 20 years old, holding a sharp sword, standing in the pouring rain, looking directly at Fan Kuai Yiqian approaching him!
Fan Kuai and the others, who were exhausted due to the strong wind and rain, did not pay attention to the man riding a white horse on the roadside!
Suddenly he saw the young man on the white horse, and he quickly stepped forward. He held the sword in his right hand and put his left hand on his waist. He stood in front of Fan Kuai and the others. He stared fiercely at Fan Kuai and the others without making a sound. The fierce image was revealed and he was bound to kill Fan Kuai.
It’s like being swallowed alive!
When Fan Kuai saw this, he flew into a rage and said quickly and hurriedly: "Where did you come from, this yellow-haired boy? Hurry up and tell me your name. Grandpa Fan won't kill unknown people!"
The man gave me a cold look, twitched his face slightly, and said sternly: "You don't deserve to know my last name, so take your life!"
As he drank, his body was ejected like an arrow from the string. In the pouring rain, before Fan Kuai could clearly see the opponent's attack, he felt a chill in his arm and knew that his arm had been scratched by the man's sharp sword!
Fan Kuai was originally a military commander, and he was injured by the opponent's sword unknowingly. It seemed that the attacker must be evil.