Drive the RV back to Datang

Chapter 675 Chapter 693: Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger
Yuan Tiangang stared at the group of fighters for a long time, and suddenly said enviously: "Li Hao has chosen a good apprentice. Although Situ Feng is one-armed, his talent is very rare. It can be said that he is one in a million. How can I I have never met such a good seed."

Liang Ding was unhappy when he heard this, as if his parents were praising other people's children in front of their children. That's right, that was the feeling. I can't even break through my personal defense, so I can't see what is so good about him."

"What do you know?" Yuan Tiangang glared at him, and said coldly, "Although these six people are first-class masters, they have practiced a strange formation together, which can expand the power of the six to 16. Humans, who can attack and defend to great success, their power is no small matter, they can't break through."

Liang Ding was shocked when he heard the words, and expanded the power of six people to 16 people. He had never heard of such a magical formation, and suddenly he didn't believe it, and looked over there carefully with wide eyes.

At this time, Yuan Tiangang suddenly stroked his beard slowly and said with a sneer, "Seeing this formation, I suddenly thought of an old friend, hehe, I might be pleasantly surprised when I come to this Little Putuo Temple today."

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a loud voice coming from far above the sea: "Old friend is visiting, Yuan Hai, please come out and see him."

The sound seemed to come from a loudspeaker, and it was still clear and loud even though it was heard far away. The people who were fighting stopped immediately and turned their heads to follow the sound. Yuan Tiangang and Liang Ding on the roof also squatted down and looked at the sea. .

On the calm sea surface, a small boat floated towards it. Standing on the prow was a gray-haired old man, wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, holding a dust whisk, and carrying a simple and simple sword behind his back.

"Sure enough..." Yuan Tiangang squinted his eyes when he saw this old man, and murmured in a low voice, "There is a good show to watch today."

"Master, who is this person?" Liang Ding asked Yuan Tiangang.

Yuan Tiangang smiled secretly, and said slowly: "This is your master uncle, Zhiyuan Zhenren."

"What!" Liang Ding was shocked when he heard the words. He often heard Yuan Tiangang mention Zhiyuan Master, but he didn't expect to see him alive today.

Today was the east wind, and the boat of Master Zhi Yuan came with the wind, and soon landed. Although it was not on the pier, and was still five or six meters away from the shore, Master Zhi Yuan stomped his feet fiercely, and his body flew high. It landed steadily on the shore, and the bow of the boat went straight into the water when he stomped his foot, the stern turned upside down, and then turned over, which shows how hard he stomped.

Zhiyuan Zhenren is over 80 years old. Many years ago, his hair and beard were snow-white. However, now, his hair and beard are mixed with black and gray. He looks like he is in his 50s. There are no more wrinkles on the face, and the age spots are even less visible, as if 30 or [-] years younger.

Among the people present, there were only two people who knew Zhiyuan Zhenren, Yuan Tiangang and Li Hao. However, Yuan Tiangang is now a gentleman on Liangshang, and he will definitely not show up. Li Hao is still awake in the Hall of Silence, so no one knows Zhiyuan. Master Yuan, everyone looked at this old Taoist who came suddenly with puzzled eyes.

Zhiyuan Daoist strode to the front of the Hall of Silence, and once again raised his voice to pay respects: "Old friend is visiting, Yuan Hai, let's come out and see you."

Everyone stared at Master Zhiyuan. From his voice, it could be heard that this person's internal strength was very deep, and it was not simple. He didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend.

After a while, a monk in yellow robe walked out of the Hall of Silence, it was Yuan Hai with disheveled white hair.

Yuan Hai walked out slowly with a brass Zen stick in his hand, stood on the porch, looked at Zhi Yuan Master, nodded slightly and said, "You are finally here."

Master Zhiyuan smiled slightly and said: "Yes, I finally found you. I thought you went to the west, but I went around in Tianzhu and Persia, and I couldn't find you for several years. I didn't expect you to Hide in this ghost place."

Yuan Hai smiled wryly and said: "It's a last resort, senior brother, please forgive me."

He actually called Zhiyuan Zhenren a senior brother. It should be known that the previous Mr. Guigu only accepted three apprentices. From this point of view, this person should be Lu Yun's master.

Master Zhiyuan smiled, nodded and said: "I know you are hiding from the third junior brother, and it is also because you took the picture privately that the third junior brother couldn't get it. Your arm... must be the masterpiece of the third junior brother. Bar."

Yuan Hai smiled wryly, and said slowly: "What do you want to say, brother, let's find a quiet place to talk about it."

"No need." Zhenyuan Zhiyuan said, "Master has set a rule that this picture can only be kept by the head of the sect. If you have stolen this picture for many years, I will not hold you accountable. Return it to me now."

Yuan Hai raised his head when he heard the words and laughed for a while, a bit bitterly. After he finished laughing, he suddenly asked in a harsh voice: "Brother, do you know why I stole this picture?"

Master Zhi Yuan frowned, and asked, "Why?"

Yuan Hai leaned on the Zen stick and paced slowly. The Zen stick touched the stone slab lightly, making a rhythmic sound, and then he only heard him say slowly: "Because I am not reconciled. You are obviously inferior to me in martial arts and intelligence. Master asked you Be the head of the sect, and I will be forced to leave the sect! From now on, I can no longer claim to be a member of the Guigu sect!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked. Di Renjie was familiar with the files of Dali Temple, and suddenly remembered an incident recorded in the files of Dali Temple. , called "Shanhe Sheji Map", this "Shanhe Sheji Map" is the most complete picture that Emperor Wendi sent his capable generals to map the world's mountains and rivers, and then hired the best painters in the world. It took more than ten years. The map of mountains and rivers, including every mountain, river, and terrain, can be said to be a large sand table that simulates the world. With this map, you will have a clear understanding of the topography of the world. In the past, it is the treasure that every king desires. Although Li Shimin was only the king of Qin at that time, he had ambitions. After he got this picture, he was very happy. The thief who stole the picture was discovered when he was running away. Li Shimin sent a large army to chase and encircle him, but he failed to catch him, which made Li Shimin very angry.

In the end, Li Ji told Li Shimin with his extraordinary eyesight and knowledge that the person who stole the map was most likely the legendary Guigu Sect member. Pai news, but has not been found.

Although the Guigu faction seldom appears in the Jianghu, but the big name will appear in the world once every hundreds of years. As long as the Guigu faction appears, the world will inevitably be in chaos. Even more mysterious, now that everyone listened to Yuan Hai's words, how could they not be surprised to learn that he turned out to be a member of the Guigu faction.

Master Zhiyuan didn't expect him to speak out about the Guigu faction so openly, he immediately frowned, and said coldly: "Junior Brother, you are too obsessed, why didn't Master tell you that it is you, can't you see it at all?" ?"

Yuan Hai stared and asked, "Oh? Tell me, why didn't Master tell me to be in the position?"

Zhiyuan Zhenren said: "You started a few years earlier than the third junior brother, relying on your high martial arts skills, you always bully him, the third junior brother... To put it nicely, he has a clear distinction between love and hatred, and to put it bluntly, he will be grateful and hold grudges, Master foresees that the third junior brother will definitely break with the sect in the future, if you become the head of the sect, he will definitely come back and stab our sect to the bottom, you were stronger than him when you were young, what about now?"

Yuan Hai closed his eyes slowly when he heard the words, and said regretfully to himself: "Young and ignorant, frivolous and wrong. He has already paid a heavy price for his empty sleeves.

Daoist Zhi Yuan shook his head and said, "You have always been like this. You are arrogant and narrow-minded. If you hadn't been overwhelmed by the three junior brothers over the years, I'm afraid you would come to trouble me every day. Besides, the selection of the head is decided by drawing lots." Yes, you are unlucky, you can’t blame other people, how can you blame Master for being partial.”

"He's biased!" Yuan Hai suddenly stomped his Zen stick vigorously, smashing the stone slabs under his feet, and glared angrily, "The third junior brother is excluded, and the head is only selected between you and me. I made a mark on it, but in the end, the stick I drew was replaced by Master, so he had already discovered it!"

Master Zhiyuan shook his head and sighed bitterly when he heard the words: "You also blame Master?"

Yuan Hai lowered his head when he heard the words, and said slowly: "In the past, I was really resentful, but now after going through so many things, I realized that although your aptitude is not as good as mine and my third brother's, you are the most kind-hearted among the three of us." Yes, it is because you took good care of the third junior brother back then, so the third junior brother has never troubled you, and I... oh... I did it myself..."

Master Zhiyuan nodded and said, "It's really a good thing that you can repent. Give me the picture."

Yuan Hai shook his head suddenly when he heard the words, and said, "Brother, the picture can be taken away, but you need to show off your skills. Let me see how much you have improved over the years."

Master Zhiyuan laughed when he heard the words, nodded and said: "Okay, since you left the sect, our brothers and sisters have never met each other. It's rare to see each other today. Why don't we just exchange ideas and miss the years back then."

As soon as the words fell, a loud voice suddenly came from the main hall: "It's rare to meet a master. I wonder if I can teach you a few tricks first?"

After finishing the words, I saw a green-robed knight walking out of the main hall. This man was tall and had a slight beard. He was in his forties and under fifty. He carried a wide iron sword on his back. His steps were steady and brisk, and he looked like a master .

Master Zhi Yuan squinted at him, and asked doubtfully, "Who is your Excellency?"

The green-robed knight clasped his fists in a salute, and said proudly: "The master of Cangshan, the sword god of Nanzhao, Lu Feiqing is here!"

(End of this chapter)