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Chapter 133 Gathering in Huashan
Dark clouds gathered, and the north wind howled.

Yang Kang and Guo Jing rode side by side, followed by more than a thousand masters from the Central Plains in different clothes, all the way towards Xiangyang.

Among these people are disciples of the Beggar Clan, descendants of many martial arts families in the south of the Yangtze River, and more are scattered people from the rivers and lakes who are full of blood to serve the country.

"Brother Guo, the weather seems to be snowing again."

Guo Jing looked up at the sky when he heard the words, then turned around to look at the people behind him, pursed his chapped lips and said in a deep voice: "The wind and snow will always pass, but the Mongolian Song Dynasty's heart is not dead, but I don't know when it will be the leader.

Moved to the border town in March, and half of the brothers who came out with me, alas..."

Yang Kang also felt his heart was heavy, the two of them were silent, when a person behind him suddenly urged his horse forward and laughed loudly: "Guo Daxia, Yang Daxia, why bother to blame himself, who dares to raise his head to kill the Tartars, who would want to live?
When a man dies, he dies. Wouldn't it be a pleasure to die well? "

The man spoke with arrogance, and his voice immediately attracted a burst of echo.

"That's right, Hero Guo, you and Hero Yang took the lead in every battle. I don't know how many injuries you suffered in order to save the lives of your brothers. Which one didn't pay attention? How can you blame you?"

"Hero Yang did not retreat even after his parents died. How can we be left behind?"

Seeing the high spirits of the crowd, Guo Jing and Yang Kang looked at each other and smiled, and the gloom in their hearts dissipated a lot.

At this moment, Yang Xi also approached on horseback: "Father, we are home."

After the mid-autumn festival, they fought for a few months, and even after receiving news of Bao Xiruo and his wife's death, they never returned home.At this time, Yang Kang looked at the outline of the city in the distance, and his mood was inexplicably aroused as if he had an illusion of a world away.

"Brothers! We're home!"

Raising his arms, Yang Kang shouted loudly behind him, and then urged his horse to rush to Xiangyang first.

"go home!"

Everyone responded loudly and urged the horses to move forward together. The sound of rumbling horseshoes instantly merged into a torrent, rolling forward.

When they got to the bottom of the city, the soldiers guarding the city saw the leader Guo Yang from a distance, and immediately evacuated the crowd in front of the gate to make way for them.

The two guarded Xiangyang for 30 years. Even though they still have no official positions at this time, no one knows that they are the patron saints of Xiangyang.

Although the road was clear, Yang Kang and Guo Jing got off their horses when they arrived at the city gate, and led the horses into the city on foot. This action immediately attracted applause:

"Neither coquettish nor crazy, a true hero!"

"Hero Guo is back!"

"Congratulations to Hero Yang on his return from victory!"

"Hero Yang has returned to the city? Where's his elder brother Yang Qing?"

Yang Kang and Guo Jing walked in front of the crowd. It was not the first time I saw such a scene of being greeted by people, but the discussion around them seemed to change:

"Hero Yang, where's your elder brother?"

"You have to fight for our Han people, you must not lose!"

"Kill the Mongolian National Teacher!"

Yang Kang frowned and listened for a while, feeling strange, someone in the crowd yelled, which instantly aroused everyone's anger:
"Kill the Mongolian National Teacher!"

Everyone on the long street shouted in unison, and the momentum became louder and louder. Yang Kang looked puzzled at Guo Jing and said, "Brother Guo, who is the Mongolian National Teacher? Is there such a person?"

Guo Jing also shook his head with a smile: "I've never heard of this person, and I don't know how he got involved with Brother Yang Qing."

Yang Xi went around the crowd, came back and said to the two of them: "Father, Uncle Guo, it seems that my uncle has an appointment to fight King Jinlun Fawang, the Mongolian national teacher, and the time is five days later."

"Brother has this spare time?"

Yang Kang is well aware of Yang Qing's character of becoming an idiot in martial arts, not to mention making such a big show to compete with others, and now he knows that there are not many people who have this person.

Knowing that this was a strange situation, he handed over the reins to the person behind him, and ran towards the house together with Guo Jing and Yang Xi, but Guo Fu came up to meet him halfway.

"Fuer, what happened?"

"Father, there are a lot of people at home, let my mother tell you the details."

After a few steps to the left and right, Yang Kang didn't ask any more questions after hearing what she said.

Several people entered the Guo Mansion all the way, opened the hall door and saw that there were no empty seats in the house, Huang Rong was bringing Guo Xiang and Guo Polu to refill tea for everyone.

"Senior Huang, senior Yideng, master?"

Yang Kang saw that apart from Huang Yaoshi and Yideng sitting at the head, on the left was the Six Heroes of Jiangnan headed by Ke Zhen'e; on the right were Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi with several Quanzhen disciples.

The rest of the juniors were also standing around.

After not seeing each other for a few months, Huang Rong went up to greet Guo Jing and the others, then let them into the hall to greet the teachers.

"Master, what happened, why did the elder brother startle you all by inviting someone to compete in martial arts?"

Qiu Chuji is now nearly seventy years old, and his beard and hair are all white.

Hearing Yang Kang's question, he looked at the weather-stained apprentice with relief and said slowly: "Let Mrs. Guo tell, I came here only after hearing the news."

Huang Rong saw that everyone was looking at her, so she said: "This is strange, two days ago in Xiangyang city suddenly spread the news that Brother Yang had an appointment to fight against Mongolia's number one master Jinlun Fawang, and now it is known all over the city. "

Huang Yaoshi said at this time: "What's even more strange is that I also heard about it in Dali, and got the news a few days earlier, so I came here with Brother Duan to have a look."

Yang Kang shook his head and said, "Brother will never be so boring."

"I know this too." Huang Rong agreed and continued, "The news has spread all over the world, attracting many martial artists to flock to Mount Hua. Of course, this can't be done by Brother Yang. I'm afraid the Mongolian side is out of their wits." liquor."

Huang Rong is also approaching her age at this time, but she still uses the address she used when she was young when referring to Yang Qing.

After listening to Yang Kang and Guo Jing, he also agreed with Huang Rong's statement. It was clear that this martial arts competition was a conspiracy by the Mongols, but no one can say for sure.

At this time, Ke Zhen'e slammed his iron staff and said, "Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover up. No matter what schemes and schemes he has, is he afraid that he won't be able to win with Yang Qing's kung fu?"

Everyone knew his temper, and they didn't answer each other with a smile. Only Guo Jing stepped forward to explain patiently.

Most of you here have seen Yang Qing's martial arts, and no one doubts that he will lose, but the meaning of Mongolia's move cannot be ignored.

At this moment, someone came to report from outside the door: "Guo Daxia, someone sent a letter."

Yang Kang got closer, opened the door, took the letter, opened it, read it, and then handed it to Guo Jing with a smile: "So that's what happened, you should read it too, it's a letter from my elder brother."

After the letter was circulated, Huang Rong also felt relieved: "This makes sense, I thought that if Mongolia wanted to suppress the morale of the Han people, it should challenge Brother Jing or Yang Kang.

It turned out that this Jinlun national teacher had been defeated by brother Yang many years ago, so he took the initiative to come to the door for an appointment. "

"Not only that, they were afraid that Brother Yang's reputation would not be enough, so they specifically named him Yang Kang's eldest brother, and gave him the title of the number one master in the Central Plains."

Qiu Chuji nodded and said: "With these identities, it is enough to attract everyone's attention."

"Jing'er." Huang Yaoshi suddenly said, "What do you think of what Yang Qing said in the letter that Mongolia intends to use this to encircle and kill the martial arts in the Central Plains?"

"It must be so." Guo Jing said solemnly: "This is not a conspiracy, but a conspiracy. Mongolia is building up momentum, if Brother Yang Qing does not go, Yang Kang's reputation will inevitably be damaged, the reputation of the Central Plains martial arts will plummet, and morale will be severely hit.

And if we go, the Mongols must have been prepared long ago, how can we just sit idly by then? "

"Brother Jing is right." Huang Rong interjected, "It's just that no matter whether Big Brother Yang goes or not, those who rushed to Huashan early may not escape danger.

And it's hard to guarantee that this is not the Mongols' plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain. Xiangyang is thousands of miles away from Huashan. Once we rush to help Huashan, the emptiness of Xiangyang may be taken advantage of. "

Ke Zhen'e asked doubtfully, "Will the Mongols also come when it snows heavily in winter?"

"Master, Mongolia is not without precedents of winter siege."

Yang Kang's audience gradually sorted out the matter, and said slowly: "Even if I understand the intentions of the Mongols, I still want to go to Mount Hua."

Yang Xi said from the side: "I'll go too, I haven't seen uncle make a real move yet."

"I am coming too!"

"I also need to go!"

Guo Xiang yelled for a while, which caused eagerness in the eyes of the other juniors.

"Amitabha, you need to be fully prepared for this matter."

"Senior Yideng, don't worry." Guo Jing said, "Brother Yang clearly stated in his letter that although this trip is dangerous, it is also an opportunity for Xiangyang.

If we can repel the Mongols this time, Xiangyang will be safe for three years. I will go to General Lu to discuss it! "

……

Among the five peaks of Huashan Mountain, the northern peak is the most dangerous, facing the abyss on three sides, and there is only a steep mountain road in the south.

Back then, Wang Chongyang and the other five were discussing their swords at this peak.

Since the agreement with Yang Qing on Mount Hua was made, King Jinlun hurried to the northwest without any haste.

On the sixth day when he approached the foot of Mount Hua, he joined up with Huo Du and the others who were looking for him.

"Master."

Seeing Huo Dou coming with more than twenty Mongolian warriors, Jinlun Fawang smiled and said, "Why are only these people here?"

Huo Dou took a few steps forward and said in a low voice: "Ten thousand people have been waiting two hundred miles away for many days, and when Yang Qing goes up the mountain the day after tomorrow, the mountain road will be blocked.

But in this way, Master, you will definitely become bait, let alone Yang Qing's unpredictable martial arts, if Guo Jing and the others also come, then you old man..."

"It's okay, how could I go to fight with him if I don't have the will to die?" Jinlun Fawang smiled and looked at the people from the Central Plains who appeared one after another in front of him. Seeing that most of these people had pitched tents at the foot of the mountain and gathered around the fire to keep warm, he couldn't help but ask. road:

"However, this siege plan doesn't seem to have come from the hands of the Mongols. Do you know whose idea it was?"

"Why did Master forget Qiu Qianren?" Huo Du replied, "Ever since you released the news of going south to fight Yang Qing, he has been hiding behind the scenes to offer advice to Da Khan. This move clearly has bad intentions, you really shouldn't agree."

After hearing the words, Jinlun Dharma King looked at him for a moment before saying: "I have been cultivating for many years in order to defeat Yang Qing. If I win this time, no one in the world will be able to stop me. Qiu Qianren and others are nothing but scabies.

If you lose, you will stop mentioning everything. "

Huo Dou seemed to realize that he had said something wrong, so he agreed twice and said no more.

Ten years ago, Jinlun Dharma King retreated in the holy mountain, and he did not expect that the former would be able to descend the mountain alive and have greatly improved his gong power.

Therefore, after telling Yang Qing the exercises to save his life, he had no intention of avenging his master at all.

This time Qiu Qianren proposed to use Jinlun Fawang as a bait to surround and kill the Central Plains martial artists. He knew it from the beginning, but he never voluntarily said it out.

At this time, Huo Dou followed behind Jinlun Fawang with complicated emotions. Seeing him walking straight up the mountain, he reminded him: "Master, our camp is on the other side."

Upon hearing the words, Jinlun Fawang looked up at the gloomy sky, turned around and said, "No need, a little bit of wind and snow can't help me, you just come up when the time comes."

After speaking, he stepped up the mountain and never looked back.

"Only fools go up."

Huo Dou watched his figure gradually disappear on the mountainside, and couldn't help shivering when he thought of Yang Qing's appearance, he turned around and led the people to the camp.

"Look, a Mongolian monk has gone up the mountain!"

"Hehe, is that the Mongolian National Teacher?"

"What kind of Mongolian national teacher is a cowardly person! Dare not challenge Yang Daxia, and use his brother to vent his anger, it is really shameless!"

Huo Dou faintly listened to people's discussions along the way, he was stunned for a while before he shook his head and got into the tent.

Jinlun Fawang walked up the mountain slowly in a thin cassock, and the cold wind in all directions had no effect on him.

As he went higher and higher, the voices of discussion behind him could no longer be heard.When we reached the peak, there were no traces of people.

The snow was still there at sunset a few days ago, and the white snow on the top of the mountain was occasionally blown by the wind, making it even colder.

He has been in the holy mountain for many years, and he has long been accustomed to ice and snow, so he found a mountain stone to sit firmly, and then closed his eyes and fell into meditation.

Such time passed until the morning of the eighth day. Jinlun Fawang heard footsteps coming down the mountain. He opened his eyes and saw a crowd of men, women and children coming to the peak. Before he could speak, one of them asked:
"You are the King of the Golden Wheel?"

"Exactly, I don't know how to call them?"

Yang Kang said in a deep voice, "Yang Qing is my elder brother."

Jinlun Fawang suddenly said: "You are Yang Kang? Then the person next to you is Guo Jing? I have heard of you for a long time."

As he spoke, his eyes swept over the rest of the people, "Please give me some advice."

"Amitabha." Master Yideng folded his hands together and said, "The poor monk's Dharma name is Yideng."

After everyone discussed that day, Yang Kang, Guo Jing, Huang Rong and Yideng Huang Yaoshi rushed to Huashan with Guo Xiang and Guo Polu.

I thought that the Mongolian national teacher should be hugging from front to back, with great style, but I didn't want to be alone.

"Old monk, why did you come alone, can you beat so many of us?"

Guo Xiang was only eleven or twelve years old at this time, and her pink and jade carvings were very cute.

Seeing Jinlun Fawang sitting cross-legged on the ground alone, she couldn't help worrying about him.

"Haha." Jinlun Fawang laughed and said, "Thank you, little benefactor, for your concern."

"Why is there a hole in your hat?"

"It was poked with a finger."

After speaking, he said to Yang Kang: "Is your elder brother still in the future?"

Yang Kang replied coldly: "He will definitely come, I'm just afraid that the purpose of the master is not pure this time, it is not for the competition."

Jinlun Fawang smiled and said: "Of course I am ashamed, but it is inevitable that the two countries will use their own methods to fight each other. Since you have come here, you must have made thorough preparations.

As far as Yang Qing and I are concerned, today is only for discussing martial arts, and I don't care about other miscellaneous matters. "

As soon as he finished speaking, a long laugh suddenly sounded on the mountain road:
"Hahaha, well said, my old naughty boy loves fighting with others the most!"

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(End of this chapter)