The strongest boss in the sky

Chapter 23 The Storm Gathers in Lin'an City

Half a month later, Quanzhen taught Chongyang Palace.

The Seven Sons of Quanzhen gathered in Chongyang Palace, looking at the three imperial edicts in front of them, all of them showed endless excitement.

This kind of kind reward is truly unprecedented!
Leaving aside the vast fiefdom with a radius of several tens of miles, Ma Yu's conferment of the Grand Master of the Protectorate and the honor of the king is enough to shock people.

Throughout history, there are not many people who have been enshrined as great masters to protect the country, but it is really unprecedented to be able to enjoy the existence of the king.

"It seems that we can't evade this time." Qiu Chuji looked at it for a moment, with a thoughtful look on his face, and said in a deep voice.

Right now, Da Song has given enough face, not only has unprecedented generous rewards, but also a grand treatment to welcome him ten miles out of the city.If the Quanzhen Sect refuses again, it will be self-defeating.

Ma Yu stroked his long beard with his big hand, and said flatly: "It is true."

Although his expression was calm, the excitement in his eyes betrayed his excitement.Faced with such good news, how could Ma Yu not be excited.

Since Wang Chongyang's death, the reputation of Quanzhen Sect has dropped again and again, and it has already been much worse than before.

He has struggled to support these years, but he can only barely maintain the prestige of Quanzhen Sect.But anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Quanzhen Sect has already been inferior to one generation after another.If things go on like this for a long time, I am afraid that Quanzhen Sect will be removed from the martial arts world within a few years.

Qiu Chuji looked at the third imperial decree, shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "The other things are fine, the key is that the Holy Majesty wants to invite me to the Quanzhen Sect to Lin'an."

Although the above only said that real people from the Quanzhen Sect were invited, they did not name anyone to go.But everyone is not a fool, no one can see this obvious problem.

If it wasn't for meeting Zhichen, how could the Holy Majesty lead all the civil and military officials out of the city ten miles to meet him?

When everyone heard this, they shook their heads helplessly.

Even the uncles like them can't make decisions about that brat Zhichen.If he doesn't want to do this, no one can force it.

Sun Buer shook his head helplessly, and said weakly: "That brat is now living in the ancient tomb blatantly. It is not an easy task to let him go to Lin'an. It will take at least a few months."

Everyone thought of Mo Chen who had been tired of staying in the ancient tomb every day since returning to Zhongnan Mountain, and they couldn't help but itch their teeth with anger.

This brat is simply too outrageous.Even if you really have something, but you haven't got married yet, what's the point of getting tired of being together every day!
Seeing the expressions of the juniors, Ma Yu laughed lightly: "This time, the juniors are wrong. Chen'er has already reached a conclusion about the invitation from the Holy One. It's already July, and Chen'er plans to go to August." Start to set off and arrive at Lin'an on the ninth day of the Double Ninth Festival to meet the current Holy One."

When everyone heard the words, they couldn't help looking at each other.

That brat has always been extremely lazy, when did he change his gender?

Time passed by, and the shocking changes in the Central Plains finally spread throughout Kyushu, causing unprecedented shocks.

A small house in Lin'an.

Two old men with white beard and hair stood in the courtyard, well dressed, with a touch of majesty on their faces.The other was dressed casually, with tattered clothes, like a beggar begging on the street.

The beggar-like old man leaned casually on the tree trunk, glanced at the old man beside him, and hummed, "Huang Laoxie, you are a rare visitor."

Huang Laoxie's expression was calm, his eyes were fixed on Hong Qigong, and he said in a deep voice: "Old beggar, your beggar gang disciples are all over the world. Do you have any news about what happened in the north?"

When Hong Qigong heard Huang Laoxie's words, his face suddenly became solemn, and his eyes shone with unprecedented brilliance.

He looked up at Huang Laoxie seriously, and said solemnly: "You may not believe it, but the truth is not much different from the legend."

Huang Laoxie's eyes tightened instantly, his face twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but gasped.

Fact is not so different from legend!
Oh my god, are all the things in the legends true?

Hong Qigong took a deep breath with his eyes slightly closed, with a helpless wry smile on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Some things are even more bizarre than the legends. Do you know that there were nearly [-] Mongolian cavalry fleeing, why did they return?" The number of deserters to the north is less than [-]."

Hong Qigong shuddered when he thought of the news from his disciples.

Seeing Hong Qigong's abnormal expression, Huang Laoxie became a little curious when he heard his words.

After all, Hong Qigong is not a person who likes to joke, so he didn't deliberately tease Huang Laoxie's appetite.His eyes were absent-minded, and with an expression of disbelief on his face, he told the news that the Beggar Gang had inquired about.

Huang Laoxie listened to Hong Qigong's explanation, his eyes widened like copper bells, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

One word can make tens of thousands of troops kill each other, but they dare not resist in the slightest!
He was silent for a while, staring at the sky with absent-minded eyes, and exclaimed: "Is there really such a god in the world?"

Lin'an, an ordinary inn.

A beauty dressed as a Taoist nun leaned against the window, quietly looking at the blue sky outside the window, with a gentle smile on her beautiful face, but also a bit of bewilderment and sadness.

Behind the Taoist nun stood a pretty young girl who looked seventeen or eighteen years old.

Hong Lingbo looked at Taoist nun's complicated expression, with a timid expression on his face, and said in a low voice: "Master, are you alright?"

It wasn't the first time she saw Li Mochou showing such an expression, but she knew in her heart that every time Li Mochou showed such an expression, she must be thinking of something from the past.

Li Mochou heard the words, as if she didn't hear them.

She stared blankly at the sky, and there were two more crystals in the corners of her eyes, and her bright eyes showed a bit of pride and hatred.

I already knew that that man was destined not to be mediocre.It's just that he didn't expect that his cultivation base had advanced to such a terrifying level in just a few short years.

With one man's strength, he suppressed an army of [-] troops and recovered the Central Plains single-handedly.This almost mythical achievement is so easy in his hands, it is almost like a dream.

It's just, why do you want to live up to my deep affection? Are the previous vows really all empty dreams?

Maybe I shouldn't run away anymore, otherwise I won't have another chance in the future?
A light flashed in Li Mochou's eyes, and her expression was extremely complicated, with a little tension and a little hope.

What if he just didn't receive his stuff?

Although she hated that man's indifference to her, Li Mochou still had a little bit of reluctance in her heart, as well as a bit of weak sadness.

Time passed slowly, and as September [-] got closer, Lin'an City was much more lively than before.

Among them are not only martial arts people from all over the world, but also too many rich and wealthy businessmen who come here because of their reputation, as well as spies from the north.

(End of this chapter)