Chapter 8 Seven Dukes(2/2)
But another thing that emerged from this made him even more concerned.
Lin Pingzhi's martial arts have made great progress and has grown to a puzzling level!
Yue Buqun completely ignored Linghu Chong's statement about "noble people" helping each other. He thought he knew the truth and had already preconceived his ideas, but only four words remained in his mind - "Sword Technique to Evil-Repelling Sword"!
Sunflower Book!!!
What the Huashan masters have been pursuing for several generations, Huashan’s treasures that were taken away by the Demon Cult a hundred years ago!
Zixia is the basis, and sunflowers are created! That is the last motto of Zixia's magical skills!
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"Seventh Duke, I, Qiao, have always admired you very much. But the division of the Beggars' Sect into two systems is not a long-term solution. If you don't talk about it, just inheritance, it seems that the Eighteen Palms of the South Beggars' Sect is incomplete. If it weren't for the Seventh Duke, you were surprised to find that you created your own Nine Palms to complete, I'm afraid..."
In the apricot forest, in front of the chess table, a burly man looked at the old man opposite and talked quietly.
The great man is majestic and shows his righteousness between his eyebrows. Although he is quite unrestrained, he gives people a sense of heroism and heroism. The wise light in his eyes is occasionally revealed, which also shows that this is a qualified leader, not a reckless man who is blindly ignorant.
"this..."
The old man picked up the gourd on the table, raised his head and drank it, his face turned red and brighter, and his childish hair was the best portrayal of him.
"The merger between the north and the south is not impossible. If the leader of the Qiao Gang wants to succeed the position of the chief gang, Hong will support him even if he supports him, but..."
It is obvious that the old man was not resistant to the proposal of the man and was even willing to give up his power, but he was still a little worried about it...
The old man is naturally the leader of the Southern Beggars' Sect, Hong Qigong, and that young man is Qiao Feng, the leader of the Northern Beggars' Sect, who is famous all over the world.
Qiao Feng had long been interested in unifying the Beggars' Sect. Hong Qigong, who was also calm in his heart, was naturally happy to cause this. In addition, regardless of reputation, strength, or courage, Hong Qigong thought he was slightly inferior to Qiao Feng. More importantly, he is now in his 90s, and Qiao Feng was in a young and strong state. Therefore, the merger of the Beggars' Sect in the North and South is far less difficult than outsiders imagined. Both gang leaders are heroes, heroes, know how to advance and retreat, and understand the truth. They are not like Chu Xiang's cruel heroes. If you want to seize my power, I will destroy you.
Seeing that Hong Qigong was wandering and refused to say more, Qiao Feng frowned.
"I don't know what is difficult for the Seven Duke to say. If Qiao can do it, he will definitely not refuse!"
He hugged his fists and Qiao Feng, who was full of spirit, made a bold statement. In an instant, even many masters of the Southern Beggars' Sect following Hong Qigong felt that the other party was extremely tall and righteous!
Looking at the fierce Northern Beggars' Sect masters behind Qiao Feng, Hong Qigong couldn't help but sigh in his heart...
Compared with the prosperous and vibrant Northern Beggars' Sect and Southern Beggars' Sect, it is indeed a bit late and unparalleled.
"Forget it, at this time, Hong did not object. But the green stick was not in Hong's hands at this moment..."
When Qiao Feng heard this, he was happy first, and then changed.
The Green Staff is the treasure of the Beggars' Sect's inheritance. In fact, in terms of martial arts and Taoism, whether it is the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms or the **āng method, the Northern Beggars' Sect's inheritance is relatively complete, and generations of masters have even added comments to ensure that they are perfect.
The Southern Beggars' Sect, whether it is a dragon subduing or a dog beating, has traces of carving. However, due to the changes in that year, a large number of martial arts inheritance have been lost, and it is supported by future generations little by little.
One improvement and the other repair the leak, naturally, the same origin and the gap is getting bigger and bigger. But the most treasure of the Beggars' Sect was obtained by the leader of the Southern Beggars' Sect when they split in the past.
If someone else said this, I am afraid that Qiao Feng would turn against him immediately, thinking that the other party was playing tricks on him. He merged in name but did not show a green stick. Then he might happen again. However, Qiao Feng also knew Hong Qigong's character, and it was not easy to attack.
"Then, Qigong thinks..."
At this moment, a little beggar hurriedly ran into the forest, bowed his head and said something to Hong Qigong's ear.
With Qiao Feng's martial arts, it would be easy to eavesdrop on him if he was willing to eavesdrop. But he disdained that, and just lowered his head and looked at the clearly chess game on the table.
Although Qiao Feng is not a master of chess, he is a little bit understandable. However, Mr. Hong knew almost nothing about this. Naturally, he was killed in a short time and threw away his armor. However, Mr. Qi took the initiative to greet him in this way, and it seems that the other party had already shown weakness.
"What?!"
Hong Qigong exclaimed in surprise, and his hand shook, and a lot of the wine in the gourd was spilled out.
Qiao Feng suddenly looked up, but stared at the young beggar who was carrying five bags.
Five bags are already the main rudder of the whole place.
Hong Qigong looked apologetically at Qiao Feng, waved his sleeves and stirred up the chessboard.
"Gangmaster Qiao, sorry, Hong was shocked to hear the bad news and lost his composure. Let's discuss it later!"
In a hurry, Hong Qigong didn't care about being polite, so he got up and left.
A sudden burst of aura from the dozens of men behind Qiao Feng, as if a tiger was being challenged.
If Hong Qigong's move was not well-known for his character, it would be easy for people to speculate whether he was acting. This meeting was too important! No matter which aspect, if it was not interrupted, he would have to accept it in the end.
But Qiao Feng took a hand and shook his head and waved it lightly.
The man behind him immediately calmed down and instantly dispersed his murderous intent.
Hong Qigong paused, but he didn't look back and hurriedly left with some inexplicable masters of the Southern Beggars' Sect. Until they disappeared at the end of the Xinglin, Qiao Feng explained to the masters behind him.
"If anyone in this world is worthy of Qiao's admiration, only the seven kings are the only ones."
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In Gusu, mist and rain are picturesque.
A light boat spreads over the lake, and two equally handsome young men climb high and look into the distance.
"Brother Murong, you told me a year ago that if I can take on your ten moves in a year, I will allow me to return the Shishui Pavilion to read it. I wonder if this promise will still be effective."
The young man on the left, who was slightly tall and long-haired in a blue-bottomed robe, slowly spoke.
He has beautiful eyebrows and looks quite young, with his disguised hair flying in the wind and his sleeves flowing in the clouds, making people feel frivolous and unruly.
The person on the right looked a little older and handsome, and his eyes flashed when he heard this, and he laughed.
"Brother Gao is kind. I think that before the New Year, Brother Gao was just a master of martial arts and was not even a third-rate player. Now he is a master of the young generation, and he is not inferior to the restoration. I guess he has had many adventures, so how could he lack practice skills? Although my Murong family has extensive collections, I am afraid that he still cannot reach the attention of Brother Gao. However, the various methods that Brother Gao used are very curious..."
This obvious shirk is something that people can tell.
The boy's eyes squinted, like a sleepy tiger, with a cruel smile on his face...
Chapter completed!