Summoning the Mythical Eternal Emperor

Chapter 202
"Hahaha... The Skyhawk Sect is not bad either. Although it is incomparable with the Xuanchen Sect, it is still the first martial arts sect in this Meng Qiao Mountain!"

"I have heard that Eagle Claw Kungfu of the Eagle Gate is not difficult to practice, but it is quite powerful when used! Your son can enter the Sky Eagle Gate, coupled with the Sky Eagle Token, and he will be a master when he comes out! "

The Fat Captain laughed loudly.

Shopkeeper Bai's complexion was slightly ugly, Mung Dou's eyes were small, but it was not easy to be noticed.

"Okay, lord Zhou, let's not say more. In half an hour, those elders and masters in charge of Donglu from the Martial Dao Sect will be going down the mountain!"

"That's right, haha..."

The two groups of people chatted and laughed, and walked towards the flat land under the Mengqiao Mountains.

They didn't realize that on another dirt road a few steps away from them, a burly man who looked like a porter in rags and linen shirts had already absorbed all their conversations into their ears.

This man is none other than the martial arts warrior who was sent by Zhao Yuankai to Chang'an to find out how deep the water in the rivers and lakes of the Han Dynasty is, Xiong Ba!

"Winter record?"

"It's just a registration gold, but it's hundreds of taels of silver?"

"Looking at the water in the martial arts rivers and lakes of Qingyou and Youzhou, it's much deeper than I imagined!"

Xiongba raised his eyes again to look at the incomparably majestic Mount Mengqiao in the north, which is incomparable to all the mountains in Zhongzhou and even Jizhou.

After coming out of Chang'an, Xiongba traveled eastward all the way.

The first stop in Jizhou was pacified by the thunder of Tianzishi. After Xu Jiankuang and more than 300 Jizhou martial arts sect powerhouses were all wiped out, the sect was almost destroyed.

So basically there is nothing to check.

However, after Xiongba traveled thousands of miles east to Qingzhou, which is known as the border of the Far East of the Han Dynasty, he was completely shocked.

There are only one Canghuang mountain range, three thousand mountains, and three hundred sects.

And it still straddles the two states of Qingyou and Youzhou!

On the territory of the Far East and Far North, where the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, and the country is beyond the reach of the country, the county and county institutions that symbolize the control of the Han Dynasty are basically useless!
And the influence of the Martial Dao Sect is far greater than that of the imperial power!
Just as the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked wealthy businessman said just now,
If it is paired with the Xuanchen Order issued by the most powerful Xuanchen Sect in the Mengqiao Mountain Range, even the prefect of Wu'an County will be polite when he sees it!

"Is there no king's land under the whole world, and there is no king's ministers on the coast of leading the land!"

"The two prefectures of Qingyou and Qingyou belong to the territory of the Han Dynasty. When did people from the Martial Dao Sect surpass the local officials?"

"This... this is challenging His Majesty's imperial authority!"

Xiongba's face became more and more cold, and these words popped out between his teeth.

But this time.

A voice came out from behind, wincing in flattery, and accompanied by a smile:
"This... this strong man, please step aside and let my ox cart pass."

Xiongba turned around, and saw a sallow and thin old farmer bowing towards him while holding a whip rope.

Behind him is an old buffalo plowing the fields and pulling an ox cart, facing several bulging sacks, which should be filled with grain.

Standing by the side of the bullock cart was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with the same sallow complexion but a pair of delicate and resolute brows and eyes.

The young man's face was very strange, his brows were closely followed. Although his skin was sallow and dark, he could still see that the two eye sockets were slightly red, and there were still tears in the eye sockets.

"Father, I... I don't want to participate in the Donglu of that martial arts sect!"

"Father... Let's go home, shall we go home, Daddy!"

The little boy seemed to have been holding back for a long time, and at this moment he broke out, dragging the ox cart, as if he had disobeyed his father for the first time in his life.

When the old farmer asked Xiongba to make way for him, he was only obliging and begging him with a smile.

But when he heard his son say this right now, his face turned black and he was extremely angry.

"You... are you going to piss off dad?"

"Do you know how difficult it is for Dad to get together the three stones of food? You...you unfilial son, you won't participate if you don't want to participate? Hurry up and let me go, obediently go!"

The old farmer scolded angrily.

But when he turned around, he bowed to Xiong Ba and smiled with him.

However, the little boy stepped back a few steps as if he had become determined after eating the weight, and the two bean-sized eyeballs just fell down, crying:

"Father, our family saved these three stones of food after suffering from hunger for three years, and you pulled them all out. If they all paid the registration fee, then...how will parents and sister live?"

"Father, I don't want to practice martial arts. I want to study. If I can't do it... I will farm behind you. When I grow up, I have strength. Dad..."

At the end of the boy's speech, he sat on the ground and cried loudly.

However, the old farmer became more and more annoyed. He raised the whip rope for driving the ox cart high in his hand, and finally fell to the ground. He stomped his feet and shouted:

"You, you can't get up!"

"Big brother, just to allow your child to enter the martial arts sect of Meng Qiaoshan, you even disregarded the food and clothing of your family. Is this... worth it?"

Finally, Xiongba couldn't bear it anymore and asked a question.

He was listening clearly.

The family had no money, and they saved up this little food after three years of starvation, and all of them came here just to pay their son the registration fee for entering the martial arts sect!

But his son is filial and soft-hearted, unwilling to accept it!
The old farmer looked at his son on the ground angrily, sighed, and said:
"Ugh……"

"It's not something that's worth it or not."

"In today's world, the Martial Dao Sect is the sky, otherwise, you will be bullied for the rest of your life, and you will never see the end of your life!"

"I don't ask him to become a master of martial arts or a grand master, as long as he can find a sect to be his backer, and he can be equipped with a sect's iron order on his waist, thank God!"

Xiongba was startled slightly, and asked again:
"Is this sect iron order so useful?"

"It goes without saying! Alas, these days, anyone can step on our heads. There are bullies in the village, bandits on the mountains, and people in wolf skins in the city are even less human!"

When the old farmer said this, he gritted his teeth and blushed.

A pair of eyes fixed on the fat county lieutenant who was not far away.

Don't ask.

The wolf fur that the old farmer said was the official robe of a big man.

"Then the martial arts sect in Mount Mengqiao has become a chivalrous generation who upholds morality?" Xiongba asked again.

The old farmer didn't reply directly, but spat hard on the ground.

Turning his face away, he looked Xiongba carefully up and down, and asked back with some panic:
"This strong man, you...are you not from Qingzhou?"

"How do you say that?" Xiong Ba asked.

"If you're from Qingzhou, you wouldn't ask these questions. Alas...at the foot of Mengqiao Mountain, I don't dare to talk nonsense, strong man, please make way for me."

　Today I have been revising the detailed outline of the settings of the martial arts world, only two changes will be made, and there will be more changes starting tomorrow, and the story will become more and more exciting!

　　Good night, sweet dreams

　　
　
(End of this chapter)