"Murong Bo is Mr. Murong's father. He has passed away long ago. Why is he here?" "And this person, he is the Khitan from back then, Xiao Yuanshan!" Everyone here stared at the two white-haired old men and couldn't help but marvel in their hearts. The two supreme Tiangangs were defeated in the hands of Su Changqing. "The bloody battle at Yanmen Pass involved the two of you, and it's hard to tell for a while. You might as well go back to Chang'an City with the team, and the matter will be resolved." Su Changqing turned around and stared at Murong Fu, Qiao Feng and the others said. "Qiao Feng must go to Chang'an City one day. I am seriously injured now. After looking for a place to heal my wounds, I will go to Yanmen Pass. If this person is really my father, please show mercy to the Marquis." Qiao Feng's eyes moved slightly, he looked at Su Changqing and cupped his hands. "It's okay." Su Changqing waved his hand and called Xue Muhua from the side. "You heal Qiao Feng and A'Zhu here. After their injuries are healed, go to Chang'an City with them."
Xue Muhua was startled, staring at the domineering Su Changqing, and said with a slight tremor: "Master Hou, my master is summoning me, and there are other matters." "It doesn't matter, your teachers, including your great master, will also go to Chang'an City in the near future." Su Changqing said calmly. "My great master...he is disabled all over..." Doctor Xue was startled and said in shock: "How did he get to Chang'an City, which is thousands of miles away?" "Of course the eight-carriage sedan will not let him walk." Su Changqing said. "This..." Xue Murong was speechless. "Back off." "The words of Marquis Changqing determine the status of the country. He is a man of astonishing talent and beauty, rarely seen in the world." Murong Fu was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and said with cupped hands. The other party has already surpassed ordinary ordinary people, and he does not care about any grudges in his eyes. He and his father Murong Bo have become the masters and become the things in his hands. "Your Excellency is not seriously injured. You can rest here for a few days and then go directly to Chang'an City with Qiao Feng." Su Changqing looked at Murong Fu and said. "Won't the Marquis return to Chang'an City?" Xue Muhua said in shock. "After some time, I will personally go to the Shaolin Temple." "It's over now. See you all in Chang'an City," Su Changqing waved his hand. He turned around and walked away, walking into the room, leaving only about a hundred people in Juxian Village with shocked eyes. "Isn't Su Changqing afraid that the two of us will kidnap him?" Murong Fu stared at Su Changqing with slightly moving eyes. His father Murong Bo and Qiao Feng's father Xiao Yuanshan were both captured. Once Su Changqing left, the two of them became the strongest people in the field. "Brother Qiao, Changqing Hou is far from an ordinary person. He doesn't care about you and the young master. Moreover, there was a bloody battle at Yanmen Pass. I guess it may have something to do with the old family master Murong." "If you two really kidnap them, you will be hunted by everyone in the world, including the Great Shang Jinyi Guards and the entire martial arts world." "Only Marquis Changqing can protect you two at this moment!" A'Zhu took a deep breath and said.
She could see clearly that without Su Changqing, Xiao Yuanshan would have exposed Qiao Feng as a Khitan, and Murong Bo had faked his death for more than 20 years, and his plot would have been exposed. But she was not sure about the bloody battle at Yanmen Pass. "That's it." Qiao Feng nodded slightly, praising A'Zhu's intelligence in his heart. His heart has always been toward the Han people. If there were no Su Changqing today, he would be a public enemy in the martial arts world. "Then I will wait here and go to Chang'an City with everyone." "Sir, you might as well wait until the old master wakes up and ask the matter clearly." A'Zhu looked at Murong Fu and said. Murong Fu's eyes narrowed slightly and he nodded slightly. ............................. Dozens of miles outside Juxian Village, on an unnamed short mountain covered with trees, Su Changqing sat cross-legged with a copy of the Yi Jin Jing in front of him. "Yi Jin Jing" true transmission level exercises, the top level of martial arts. "The Yi Jin Jing is written in Sanskrit and was created by Patriarch Bodhidharma. I can't understand the words." Su Changqing looked at the dense Sanskrit text above, and his heart moved slightly. "Jiumozhi, I wonder when your human translator will come?" Su Changqing whispered to himself softly, clasped his palms together, and a faint golden light gathered on his body. He could not understand Sanskrit, but he could follow the eight extraordinary meridians in it. In the original work, You TanZhi borrowed this wandering method and even refined the poison of the thousand-year ice silkworm and centipede, which made him extremely powerful. His palm contained various poisonous gases from the thousand-year ice silkworm, and he achieved extraordinary achievements. He practiced the meridians first, and when Jiumozhi came, he would be able to translate. ............................. In the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed. Juxian Manor has been gradually renovated, and the heroes' conference in the past has been hastily concluded. Now there are hundreds of people living there, all of whom are members of the 12th Division of Jinyiwei. On the road, there is a large fat man, wearing white clothes, with vaguely handsome appearance in the past, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. This man is Duan Yu. He held little Zhang Wuji in one hand and held Wang Yuyan in the other, running quickly on the streets of Gongyi County. "The monster monk forced me to question the Six Meridians Divine Sword. I reversed the sword manual of Shaoze Sword from left to right and from front to back. He forced me to practice backwards, and he went crazy." Duan Yu said. "Now that the Heroes Conference is about to begin, my cousin and Gang Leader Qiao must be at Juxian Manor. There are so many martial arts masters, and the demon monk will definitely not be able to please him." Wang Yuyan smiled. "Okay." Duan Yu sighed softly. When he saw Murong Fu, he was afraid that Wang Yuyan would leave again. That day at the foot of Wudang Mountain, they were seriously injured by Huo Gong Tutuo, and then captured by Jiumozhi, who had been asking for the sword manual of the Six Meridians Divine Sword. Wang Yuyan had all the martial arts books in the Langhuan Jade Cave, and Zhang Wuji had the whereabouts of Xie Xun's Dragon Slaying Sword. They went west along the way, preparing to set foot on the Tubo territory, passing by Juxianzhuang. Jiumozhi still remembered his purpose of becoming famous, but was tricked by Duan Yu on the way.
"Brother Duan Yu, when I grow up, I will help you beat that foreign monk." Zhang Wuji said in a baby voice. He was delicate and cute, and inherited the appearance of Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu. "Haha, let's talk about it when you grow up. After I learn the Nine Yang Magic Skill, I can heal your injuries." Duan Yu laughed. He was still very fat. If it weren't for the vague heroic spirit between his eyebrows, people who were familiar with him would probably not recognize him as Duan Yu. "We should hurry to Juxian Manor without delay, otherwise the evil monk will be confused and clear at times, and I'm afraid he will catch up again soon. The three of them went straight and entered Juxian Manor. ......................... "Old sir, is the Heroes Conference over?" Duan Yu looked at the old man sweeping the floor in front of him and couldn't help but said in shock. "Yes, Changqing Hou crushed the whole scene, even the two owners of my Juxian Manor, one of them is Jinyiwei..." The old man sighed, almost unable to move. "Now they are all resting in the manor, and they will go to Chang'an City in two days." "Changqing Hou is really loyal and righteous, and I, Duan Yu, should apologize. If it weren't for him, my eldest brother would have difficulty gaining a foothold in the martial arts world. " Duan Yu sighed softly, inevitably regretful. He said too much that day. Su Changqing saved him more than once or twice, and saved Qiao Feng and cleared his name. From then on, I am afraid that no one in the world will say anything about Qiao Feng's Khitan affairs. After all, Qiao Feng has worked for the Shang Dynasty. Even if this person has some plans, it is human nature. "If I see Changqing Hou again, I will get drunk with him!" Duan Yu sighed softly, and was about to ask which room Qiao Feng and Murong Fu were in. "Is this the Heroes' Conference? Why is it so messy and there are not many people!" Outside Juxian Manor, Jiumozhi stepped over and said coldly. "It's bad, that foreign monk is here, let's run from the back." Wang Yuyan whispered. "I, Jiumozhi, just practiced Shaoze Sword, why didn't anyone come? Without me, Xi Jiumo, what kind of shitty Heroes' Conference is this!" ......................................................
