Wanjie Dream Harvester

Chapter 58 The Golden Wheel Dharma King
Following the sound of the horn, Guo Jing stood up with a cry: "The Mongols are coming..."

He grew up in Mongolia since he was a child, and he can naturally distinguish the sound of Mongolian musical instruments.

Afterwards, he cupped his hands to Chen Hengzhi who was seated at the top and said, "City Master, the Mongols are here, please go down and have a look."

Chen Hengzhi nodded and said, "Go!"

Guo Jing responded, stood up, and walked toward the gate.

At this time, a large group of people came in at the entrance of the square.

Looking around, standing in front of him was a very tall and thin Tibetan monk in a red robe, whose body was like a bamboo pole. His forehead was slightly sunken, like a plate, and he was Jinlun Dharma King.

Standing on his left and right sides were four weird men in strange costumes.

One was tall and thin, with a bloodless face and a corpse-like appearance, but he was Xiaoxiangzi;

The other person is very short and black, and he is the master Nimoxing from Tianzhu;

One is eight feet tall, with thick hands and big feet, with a smirk on his face and dull eyes. He is Ma Guangzuo;

The other one has a high nose and deep eyes, curly hair and yellow beard, he is a barbarian, but he is wearing a Han costume, with pearls hanging around his neck, and a jade bracelet on his wrist, which is full of jewels. He is Yin Kexi, a Persian merchant.

The five stood apart, followed by a group of lamas from the Vajra Sect of Tantric Buddhism in Tibet, who were the attendants of King Jinlun.

Guo Jing walked up and looked at the group of people in surprise. He had heard Huang Yaoshi say that when the strange martial arts of the Tibetan Tantra were practiced to a very high level, the top door was slightly sunken, and this person's heart was deeply sunken. Is martial arts really extremely advanced?

At that moment, Guo Jing didn't dare to be careless, he clasped his fists and asked, "This is the host of this martial arts competition, Guo Jing, you all have come from afar, what do you intend to do? Are you a guest or an enemy?"

Hearing the words, all the heroes present turned their heads to look at the door and whispered.

Jinlun Fawang closed his eyes, put his hands together, and said in unproficient Chinese: "I have heard the name of Guo Jing, the marshal of the right army in the Western Expedition of my Mongolian Kingdom for a long time, but when I saw it today, I looked like an old farmer in the country, teaching poor monks to be disappointed. "

Xiaoxiangzi answered: "That's right, when I was far away in Jingxiang, I heard about Guo Daxia's prestige, now seeing him, meeting is worse than being famous, tsk tsk tsk!"

The other three did not speak, but the disgust on their faces was beyond words.

Guo Jing was not angry. He replied: "You guys should state your purpose of coming. If you are a guest with good intentions, then that's easy. I'll have someone prepare a table for you. If you're here to cause trouble, huh!"

Honest people also have tempers.

Among this group of people, only Xiaoxiangzi is Han Chinese, so he is responsible for the communication.

When Xiaoxiangzi heard this, he pointed at Jinlun Dharma King and introduced him: "Let me introduce it to Guo Daxia. This is the Tibetan holy monk Jinlun Dharma King. Today, the Great Khan Ogodei of the Great Mongolia canonizes him as the first great protector of the country."

He introduced everyone's identities one by one, and finally said: "Our trip is based on the order of the fourth prince, Kublai Khan, and I advise everyone here that those who know the current affairs are heroes, and drop down my Great Mongolia as soon as possible, lest my army Under the iron hoof, there is an extra soul."

"What did you say? Damn it, say it again!"

"You Mongolian dog, you are a traitor yourself, and you are shameless, I'm sorry!"

"Dog thief, die!"

As soon as this remark came out, all the heroes roared in unison, stood up one after another, picked up their weapons, and cursed loudly.

Seeing this, Xiaoxiangzi was a little panicked, but in a blink of an eye, seeing Jinlun Fawang calm and calm, without panic at all, he gritted his teeth, thinking that I can't be compared to this monk.

But he didn't know that Jinlun Fawang knew that he had no match, and he didn't care what others said.

Xiaoxiangzi had an idea, and shouted: "Why, are you going to rush forward? What about the morality of you people from the Central Plains? Or are all those present here a group of famers?"

After finishing speaking, his legs stopped trembling, and his waist straightened. As long as he stopped this group of people with words, his life would not be in danger. Xiaoxiangzi felt that he was too smart, haha!
Guo Jing's ears moved, and he reached out his hand in time to stop the rioting heroes behind him, and said loudly: "We have gathered here to discuss the fight against the Mongol Tartars. I am a big country in the Central Plains, and I don’t care about you barbarians and small people, so I will let you go today, and go back wherever you came from.”

All the heroes cheered:

"Guo Daxia is right!"

"Go back and drink milk!"

"The two countries are at war, don't kill them! Let you go this time, and it won't be so cheap next time."

At this moment, King Jinlun Fawang began to chatter in Tibetan, and Xiaoxiangzi nodded repeatedly. After Jinlun Fawang finished speaking, Xiaoxiangzi puffed up his chest and said, "Since you are going to choose Nao Shizi as the leader of the martial arts, then my side This Master National Teacher also wants to participate in one, how about it, do you dare to compete?"

After hearing these words, all the heroes understood this person's intentions, obviously he failed to recruit them, and knowing that the martial arts conference would not be beneficial to Mongolia, it was a vicious strategy to compete for the position of the leader.

If Jinlun Fawang wins the leader of the martial arts alliance, although the heroes of the Central Plains will not obey his orders, it will also greatly weaken the momentum of the Han people against Mongolia.

After understanding the key to this, everyone was filled with righteous indignation and prepared to teach these Mongolians a lesson.

Chen Hengzhi, who was seated at the top, stood up and said, "Let's go, let's meet these Mongolian masters."

The word master, with a particularly emphasized tone, is obviously ironic.

After he finished speaking, he walked down the stage, followed by Huang Yaoshi, Huang Rong, Yang Guo, Zhou Shaoquan, Xu Guangcheng and others.

"If you want to participate in the martial arts competition, that's great. We warmly welcome you. However, I don't know how far you have practiced in Jinlun's "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu"?"

From a distance, Chen Hengzhi's voice spread throughout the entire venue. This was the first time he spoke. It was like the thunder of the nine heavens, and like the breeze blowing in March, mysterious and unpredictable, which shocked all the heroes present. Such... His martial arts attainments are unheard of.

All the heroes in the Central Plains know that Guo Jing's martial arts are amazing, and he is still in his prime. Now the mysterious Lord of Baiyun City shocked the whole audience as soon as he made a move. He was three points more powerful than Guo Jing. He must be sure to win, and there is no reason to fail. At this moment They all applauded and applauded, and the sound shook hundreds of miles.

Seeing this, all the heroes present rushed forward one after another, and they cheered and cheered loudly, but Jinlun Fawang's side had fewer people, so the momentum was naturally far inferior.

Now that the banquet could no longer be eaten, Huang Yaoshi called the servants to clear out the tables and chairs and a space for the boss for the two sides to compete.

The two sides formed a confrontation, but the numbers were very unequal.

There were less than 20 people on the Mongol side, while there were thousands of people on the Han side.

Jinlun Dharma King stood at the front and said: "Xiaoxiangzi, your first competition is to try the power of the people from the Central Plains."

He has been living in Tibet, he expected that with his own martial arts, he would have few opponents in the Central Plains, he would ignore all the northern beggars, eastern evils, and western poisons.

Chen Hengzhi on the opposite side looked up at the opponent and said, "Second Brother, you go to the first match and pay attention to the opponent's tricks."

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