Chapter 370 Monk
At the same time, the Xia family was no longer satisfied with the jurisdiction of the five states and began to fight back and take Chang'an directly. As long as the imperial city is broken and the emperor is captured, the princes can be ordered to subvert the Li family regime. The Turks and Tubo were also happy to see the Tang Dynasty's infighting consume vitality and wait for the fishermen to make profits, but they did not press further. The war is stalemate, one day at a time.
In these days, Xiao Ran disguised himself as a Qianyu Tower killer and completed several tasks, which was also becoming more and more important. From the secret investigation, it was learned that almost everyone had a deep hatred with the court. The Lord mentioned among the people has no chance to see it.
In the continuous infighting of the Tang Dynasty, the news of poor stones finally appeared in the world. Qiongqishi was originally in the hands of Shen Gulan, the head of the Emei faction. Because he was not used to seeing the monks bullying the people of the Tang Dynasty at will, he was enraged and took it as a bet. Unexpectedly, the other party cheated and won in a despicable way. Not only did he seriously injure Shen Gulan, but also said that the martial arts in the Central Plains were just like this. He set up a ring to challenge the martial arts heroes. As long as he is under 30 years old, he can go there, and as long as he wins, he will return the poor stone.
These monks are obviously uneasy. The treasures carried by the competition can't be under the poor stone. Once they lose the competition, they will not be returned. The reason why the other party is so confident is that one of the monks is named Duoren. Danzeng Wangjie, worshipped by the Tubo master, reached the innate realm at the age of 27 and learned many Western Regions. Western martial arts are mostly from tantra Buddhism. In addition to martial arts, they are better at hallucinatory psychological attacks. It is said that as long as he looks at you a few more, he can make people kneel down and worship him, which is extremely evil.
"The fifth seven-star stone appeared!" Xiao Ran was also shocked when he heard the news. According to the news Li Hanyu got from Mobei Shuangxie, Uncle De, Ren Xiaoyao and Mobei Shuangxie grabbed one of the seven-star stone that he was still going out. The Qinglong stone that Mobei Shuangxie gave to Li Hanyu returned to his own hands, and the gluttonous stone was still on Liu Fangfei. As long as he showed his identity, he could also get it back. It can be seen that there should be a big secret hidden in the seven-star stone, which attracted so many people to compete. I have to go there anyway.
In addition to these five known seven-star stones, Xiao Ran also confirmed from his third brother Xue Ling that the White Tiger Stone was in the hands of Mo Aichen in the Falling Star Palace. Except for the last green stone, almost all the seven-star stone has surfaced. At the beginning, Xia Shuangtian painstakingly collected four seven-star stones and lured himself to help collect them. Obviously, he knew the secret. Presumably, he is not willing to fall into the hands of others. It seems that the competition will not be easy.
Because the Tang Dynasty wanted to delay the Turks with the help of the Tubo troops, knowing that the other party was presumptuous, the major factions had to break their teeth and swallow them. If the monk really took this thing back to Tibet, isn't the secret of the seven-star stone forever unsolved? How can the treasures of the Central Plains fall into the hands of outsiders? The monk is in Taiyuan, and he is proud of his martial arts skills and does not shy away from it. There are many people who come to challenge the big ring, and so far they have not appeared with enough weight.
Taiyuan belongs to the middle ground of the struggle between the Tang Dynasty, Turks, Tubo and the Three Kingdoms, and its forces are complex. After receiving the news, many people also rushed there. In Tianlong Inn, several lamas in strange clothes accompanied a man and a woman. The man was dressed with a dagger at his waist and looked luxurious and unruly. The woman is wrapped in a leather coat, with a petite face, a pair of dark blue eyes in her delicate facial features, and a string of bells on her wrists. She walks with a jingling sound, which is very eye-catching.
"Brother Wang, you always say that the heroes of the Central Plains are like crucian carp crossing the river and are highly respected. How can they still be held in the ring for half a month? It's either a person who can't measure himself, or a person who fishes fame. There is no need to be more benevolent. Danzeng Wangjie did it. This trip is really in vain. It's not interesting at all. The woman was dissatisfied.
"What's the hurry? Have you never heard a sentence called "deeply hidden" in the Central Plains? Even if they don't stand up, some people can't help it. Danzeng Wangjie's martial arts are few opponents even in the Tubo Kingdom. It is rare for him to reach the innate realm at the age of 30, even in the Central Plains.
"Listening to Brother Wang's tone, he seems to have figured it out. My father certainly didn't let you play in the Taoist. Why did it cause such a big noise?
The man nodded and said, "You don't have to ask more questions. There are indeed many young talents in the Tang Dynasty. At present, there are only five people who are qualified: Yang Fan, the "Thousand-faced Silver Fox", Murong Yunfeng, the " plain sword" of Murong Villa in the south of the Yangtze River, Qiu Bai, the young director of the Heavenly Demon Religion, Xue Ling, the "phantom moon swordsman" of the sixth prince of the Turkic, and Yu Wenmu, the young master of the twelve consecutive dock. Among these five people, Yang Fan and Xue Ling are unlikely to come. Ren Qiubai and Yu Wenmu are not sure. Only Murong Yunfeng will come!"
The woman was puzzled and said, "Why?"
"He is known as a rare genius in the martial arts of the Central Plains. Whether it is to maintain the face or honor of the Tang Dynasty, it is related to national honor and disgrace, and he can't retreat. Unfortunately, there was one person I admire, but he died at the hands of these mediocre people.
The woman suddenly said, "Is Brother Wang talking about Xiao Ran? I've also heard many people mention him. It's a pity.
"Dong Dong..." The sound of drums outside the door was deafening. I interrupted several people's conversation.
"Interestingly, there are still people who have the courage to challenge. Dan Zeng is still on retreat, so there is no need to disturb him. Nuji Chisang, send them away." The man ordered for a lama behind him.
The lama nodded and took the two people to the outside the inn. The food of the Central Plains was difficult to eat in Tibet. The monks also let go of their stomachs and were very dissatisfied with being interrupted by the sound of drums. He walked up to the ring with a pair of gold bowls and asked in unskilled Chinese, "Who beats the drum? Stand up!"
"Young master", a subordinate handed over the drum hammer. Murong Yunfeng did not pull out his sword several feet away and used the jade dragon to transform himself to move forward. Before the lama could react, he was knocked to the ground with only one move. The drum hammer slammed on the drum. "You are not qualified enough for me to draw my sword. Tell your master to come out!"
Many gathered heroes from the Central Plains recognized Murong Yunfeng's identity and shouted cheering under the stage. The grievances and ridiculies received these days have finally been vented.
"Prince, a young man in white and with a long sword came out and defeated Nuji Chisang with only one move." The lama went back to the inn.
"It seems that he has arrived. Let's go out and have a look. Wake up Dan Zeng Wangjie, and a guest has arrived.
The ring is five feet square and is built not far from the Tianlong Inn. At this time, the ring and the nearby restaurants were full of people watching.
"These monks are not good things. If you dare to be majestic in the Central Plains, get back as soon as possible."
"Murong Yunfeng is talented. He broke through the innate realm at the age of 25. Even in the martial arts records, it is rare. I think he is very likely to take back the poor stone."
At the attic, a woman in purple covered with white veil looked at the scene on the ring expressionlessly. It can be seen that it is extremely beautiful just from its figure and facial features. A young man beside him carried his hands on his back, looked at Murong Yunfeng with great interest, and said, "Miss Xia, how many chances do you think this person has to win?"
Xia Ruoyan said, "You should be asked about martial arts. If even Murong Yunfeng is defeated, it is not easy for you to win."
"Haha..." The man smiled and said, "Does Miss Xia have this confidence in my Yu Wenmu? I've always heard how powerful Murong Yunfeng is, but I have seen how powerful his "Guiyuan Swordsmanship" is compared with my "Netherworld Folding Moon Hand".
"What are you going to bet on?" Danzeng Wangjie was barefoot, like an ascetic monk. He walked to the stage and shook the dust without any weapons in his hand. The appearance is no different from that of ordinary monks, and I really can't see any master temperament. But it was such a seemingly ordinary lama that made countless heroes return.
"Bear the sword!" Murong Yunfengdao. Under the carefulness of several subordinates, a ten-foot-long sword box was lifted up. Murong Yunfeng looked solemn and bowed to the sword box before slowly opening the box. The long sword came out of its sheath, and saw a mass of light blooming out, like the hibiscus coming out of the water. The carvings on the hilt of the sword glittered with deep light like stars. The sun on the sword body was integrated, like clear water passing through the pond calmly and soothingly, and the blade stood like a high cliff standing on a thousand walls...
"Good sword!" Dan Zeng Wangjie only said two words and had no objection. Although he doesn't know what kind of sword it is, he can see that it is extremely sharp, murderous and has been passed down for a long time.