Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 498 Remembrance

Later, because he had a big fight with a general's son in a brothel and beat the other half to death, it was still that mighty middle-aged man who ordered himself to apologize to the general's family.

I went by myself, but I hated this mighty middle-aged man even more in my heart.

I feel like a puppet, I want to escape, away from this joyless home, this time I really leave, and I will never come back.

Not long after the brothel incident happened, under the lights, the mighty middle-aged man said to himself earnestly: "Wu'er, don't blame dad. Those who have done great things in ancient and modern times have to do whatever they can to keep a low profile. Dad is now a general, and will be a king in the future. It is Maharaja, when I am a hundred years later, I will pass on the throne of Maharaja to you!"

The next day, he left the house and threatened his parents not to stop him with death.

The mighty middle-aged man pointed at him and said angrily, "You unfilial son, why are you so stubborn? Well, you go, if you dare to step out of the house, don't come back!"

I walked out of the house without hesitation...

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Putting aside all the burdens, after untold hardships, I finally came to the depths of the mainland. The villagers here are also extremely hospitable. I decided to be a ranger and vowed to visit the great rivers and mountains.

However, this injustice was finally shattered.One day, a group of people came, led by two brothers who were about the same age as me, the elder brother was named Han Guicheng, and the younger brother was named Han Guixing.

They were his younger brother's subordinates, and they were ordered to hunt him down.

Although he swore that he would not compete with his younger brother for anything in the future, they did not let him go.Attacked himself.

I fought with dozens of people, and in the end only the Han brothers were left. I was chased into a forest by the two brothers. It was a cold day, and I killed Han Guicheng with my last breath. Han Guixing hit him hard with his palm, his meridian almost broke, and he slammed into a boulder in the mountain...

At the end of the picture, Wu Kuang recalled, tears and blood streaming down his face, he sat down on the ground slowly, stopped howling, and let the night wind blow.

It turns out that he is really a Korean?

More than 60 years have passed, and I still remember the events of those years so clearly, can't I forget them?Since you can't forget it, why do you want to escape?

Wu Kuang suddenly understood why he only remembered his own name.That's because what the mighty middle-aged man said to him the most was to remind him all the time, don't forget that his name is Li Fangwu and he is from the Li family.

The arena was dull, Wu Kuang stood up suddenly and walked forward. Although there was blood on his head, he seemed to be fine.

Fang Jianming's irritated mood gradually calmed down after seeing Wu Kuang waking up. Seeing Wu Kuang approaching, he said in surprise: "Brother Li, you're awake?!"

Wu Kuang nodded, grinned, and said, "I'm fine, I've made the master worry. Now that I think about the past, I'm indeed from Korea, and I'm Li Chenggui's son!"

Turning his head, looking at the old man in kimono, he said calmly, "Your name is Sato Musashi, and you are my second senior brother. I will remember your palm."

Sato Musashi lowered his head with a pensive expression on his face, as if he didn't hear what he was saying.

Wu Kuang didn't care whether he heard it, looked at the long-haired old man, and said coldly: "Han Guixing, I finally think of you now. You never thought that I'm not dead, do you?"

When Han Guixing saw that his memory had recovered, for some reason, he felt a kind of fear in his heart.

He suppressed the fear in his heart, and said with a sneer, "I checked your breathing back then, and left when I saw that you were indeed dead. How did you survive?"

It was very strange that the wound on Wu Kuang's head was not bleeding, he said: "To tell you the truth, I don't know, anyway, I came back to life, maybe God wants me to come back to repay the pain of being hunted and killed by you all those years ago." hatred!"

Sato Musashi raised his head suddenly, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and said: "It wasn't God who brought you back to life, it was Master who made you come back to life. It turns out that there really is such an invincible martial art in the world. Master, you really eccentric!"

"Amitabha, Junior Brother, you are wrong! It's not that Master is biased, but that you are simply not suitable for practicing this martial art!"

As soon as the words were finished, a figure floated into the arena. This person came so fast, he arrived as soon as he said it.This person's qinggong is not inferior to Sato Musashi.

Everyone looked at the person who came, and saw that it was an old monk,

When the old monk appeared, suddenly there were countless white-clothed men with swords around their waists, all of them had an extraordinary appearance, and they could tell from a glance that they were well-trained.

So many people came, all the Fusang ninjas and Fusang samurai stood up, confronting all the men in white clothes, the smell of gunpowder was full of gunpowder, and the battle was imminent.

Seeing this old monk, Zhang Qingyi and the others froze for a moment, and then showed surprise.

Zhang Qingyi knelt down and said excitedly: "Master, why are you here?" The old monk waved his wide robe sleeves, and a gentle force lifted Zhang Qingyi up.

Zuo Wu Zanglang gave out a strange qi, he gave the old monk a cold look, and said, "It's better if you come, so I don't have to look for you, tonight is the time for us to fight to the death!"

The old monk's snow-white eyebrows twitched slightly, he shook his head, and said: "I came to the Central Plains, not to fight you to the death, but to persuade you to turn around and get rid of your demons!"

Sato Musashi laughed "haha" and said, "Oolong, do you think you can do it? Although you know our strategy, it's not too late to change the situation."

The old monk clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha! Junior brother, there are indeed many spies hidden in the palace, but I firmly believe that they will be exposed one by one sooner or later. Maybe you don't know yet, but I have checked the most important chess piece you arranged in the palace. Out."

Sato Musashi's face changed, and he shouted: "Oolong, don't you lie to me?"

The old monk sighed: "At this point, do I still need to lie to you?"

With a sullen face, Sato Musashi sneered, "So what if you find out? Li Xuan hasn't woken up yet, who dares to touch him? Not even you!"

The old monk said: "Of course I don't dare to touch him, but after the junior brother returns, at least he can stop his misconduct. All the veterans in the palace know that the junior brother is the most beloved king of the Taizu!"

Hearing this, Wu Kuang couldn't help but think of the mighty middle-aged man. Could it be that he is really his most beloved son?
Sato Musashi sneered "hehe" and said: "Little brother is in the blessing and doesn't know the blessing. After he left, Li Chenggui never forgot him, and later named him Wu'an Lord. This kind of honor is unprecedented, but so what?" Oolong, you left Korea, who else can stop my pawn, as long as I pass the letter to him, he will launch a coup immediately, before you go back, the country has changed hands!"

The old monk looked at Sato Musashi, with regret in his eyes, and said: "Junior brother, I can leave the palace with peace of mind, which shows that the palace has been prepared for a long time. Could it be that I was too confused and didn't think of this?"

Sato Musashi sneered and said, "What is your preparation? It won't be to let the disciples in your temple do things for you, right? What's the use of them? You..." His complexion suddenly changed, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in his heart, and he shouted: " No, never, he promised me that he would never come out again!"

The old monk smiled lightly and said, "What if Master told him to come out of the mountain?"

Sato Musashi said in shock: "Master! You said that Master wants him to come out and fight against me?"

The old monk said: "Don't forget, the third junior brother is also from Korea. Even though he promised you that he would no longer interfere with the affairs of the court, but after he knew your plot, he was shocked. Come, can he come out of the mountain?"

After Sato Musashi heard this, his face became extremely pale.

The old monk struck while the iron was hot, and continued: "Junior brother, it is still too late to turn around now. If we meet each other with swords, many innocent people will be implicated, and eventually both sides will suffer. Yidaomen will fall into your hands!"

Sato Musashi was silent.

After a long time, he let out a long and helpless sigh, saying: "For this day, I have spent countless efforts, but I didn't expect it to be a failure in the end. I really hate it!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and gave orders to Xin Chuan Lai Yi, saying, "Xin Chuan, take our people and go back to Fusang."

Xin Chuan Lai Yi's heart was shocked, and he shouted: "Sect Master!"

Sato Musashi shouted: "Xin Chuan, do you dare not listen to the words of our sect master?"

Xinchuan Laiyi had no choice but to leave the mass grave with all the Fusang warriors and ninjas.The old monk didn't ask all the youths dressed in white to stop him, so they walked smoothly.

Han Guixing and Zhao Qianli also wanted to leave, but they were stopped by the old monk.Han Guixing looked at Sato Musashi, and Sato Musashi said angrily to the old monk, "What do you mean?"

The old monk said: "They are the traitors of Goryeo, and they deserve to be punished. Do you want to stand up for them?"

Sato Musashi sneered and said: "Oolong, don't push yourself too hard. I have already ordered the troops to retreat. Do you still want to embarrass me?"

The old monk clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the country has its laws, and the family has its rules."

Sato Musashi said: "Han Guixing is now under my Yingfeng Yidaomen, and he cannot be dealt with by you."

The old monk said: "If there is such a member of the Yingfeng Yidaomen, it will only ruin the reputation of the Yingfeng Yidaomen. Besides, he is not from Fusang at all, so he is not qualified to join the Yingfeng Yidaomen." Sato Musashi was silent.

Han Guixing was terrified, and shouted anxiously: "Master, you are a master of a generation, do you want to go back on what you said?"

Sato Musashi gave him a cold look and said, "I have my own opinion!"

At this moment, the Taoist priest in white came out, raised the sword in his hand, and said coldly to the old monk: "Zhan Master Wulong, the poor Taoist will not walk away, and the poor Taoist will die under your sword if he dies. Sword for more than 60 years, in order to be able to compete with you, the number one master in Korea, and Pindao wants to duel with you!"

Zen Master Wulong frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Master Wuchen, do you really want to compete with this old monk?"

Taoist Wuchen said coldly: "I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

Zen Master Wulong gave him a deep look, and said: "Okay, I will help you." Turning around, he said to Zhang Qingyi: "Qingyi, I will borrow your sword as a master."

(End of this chapter)