Summoning the Mythical Eternal Emperor

Chapter 203 Nine Dragons Golden Order
The old farmer sighed, turned around, and raised the whip rope high.

"You unfilial thing, can't get up? I'll beat you to death!"

"Snapped!"

The whip was pulled down firmly.

The child suffered from pain, but still lay on the ground stubbornly, refusing to get up.

"Father, I won't go. I can't just watch you, mother and sister go hungry. I'm a boy and a man. You... If you want to send your sister, wait until she grows up and send her to martial arts." Zongmen."

Juvenile Road.

The old farmer became more and more angry.

"Snapped!"

It was another whip, which was firmly drawn on the boy's body, and he gritted his teeth and shouted:
"Wait... When your sister grows up, is there still a use for Sanshi's food? The registration fee of the Mengqiao Mountain Sect rises every year. You missed this year, and it will be useless if it is smashed tomorrow!"

"Get up! Quick, get up for me!"

Xiongba just stood aside and watched the father and son.

There are many people coming and going on the dirt roads on both sides, but most of them just glance at them and smile coldly. No one sympathizes, and it seems to be commonplace!

In fact, Xiong Ba already knew exactly what the registration gold and the like meant.

This is not about entering the sect to learn martial arts at all, but buying the so-called iron order of the sect with money and food!

With this sect iron order, it means that you also have a sect and a backer.

In the future, even if the villains, bandits and officials in the Qingzhou border are bullying and humiliating, they will still weigh them more or less!
Sects with different strengths have very different deterrent powers of their sect iron orders, and all the registration fees paid are also very different.

In terms of the current price of grain in Dahan, one stone of grain can buy two taels of silver.

The old farmer's family suffered from hunger for three years, and only saved three shi of grain, which was only six taels of silver.

Combined with the words of the two county captains and the rich businessman who just passed by.

The Xuanchen Sect, the most powerful sect in Mengqiao Mountain, has a record gold of 1000 taels of silver. Compared with this, six taels of silver should be the lowest-level martial arts sect.

The county lieutenant missed Chunlu, went back and waited for half a year, and immediately collected 500 taels of silver.

Look at this old farmer's family...

Jianghu?

Heh... Is this the martial arts rivers and lakes of Qingzhou?

Xiong Ba shook his head, then walked straight to the boy, bent down, and pressed his palm on the boy's shoulder blade.

Suddenly, Xiong Ba's pair of straw hat brims partly covered his sharp eagle eyes, and his eyes brightened.

"What a seedling!"

Xiong Ba secretly sighed.

Then he lifted the boy up.

The boy thought that the porter in shabby clothes was going to help his father to speak, and suddenly his temper got angry, and he was about to refute and struggle.

But the huge force from that shoulder made him unable to move at all.

Raising his eyes again, he saw clearly the haughty and domineering face and the intimidating sharp eyes under the half-covered straw hat, the young man was suddenly frightened and stunned.

"This strong man, help the old farmer and let me persuade this boy..." The old farmer subconsciously said.

"What he said was right, and what he did was right, why should he persuade him?"

"Don't you want to step into martial arts? I'll teach him!"

Xiongba turned his face back and said excitedly.

The old farmer was stunned for a moment.

You teach him?
You are just a poor porter with no head and no face, what can I teach you?

The old farmer was a little unhappy and was about to refute.

But the next breath, he was dumbfounded.

Just looking at the man in ordinary clothes and a straw hat, but tall and burly who seemed out of place, he pulled off an iron ring on the handle of the bullock cart with one hand.

Then just hold it in the palm of your hand like that, put your five fingers together, pinch and rub it, and when you open it again, there will be iron powder as fine as dust!

The wind blows, and it's gone!

"Tall... tall man!"

"Xiaofeng, hurry up! Kowtow to Master quickly, hurry up!!"

The old farmer was completely shocked, dumbfounded, and then excited and speechless, he grabbed the boy with trembling hands and was about to kowtow to Xiong Ba!

That's a hoop made of pig iron.

Even if the blacksmith in the village swung a sledgehammer and tried his best, it was nothing more than a deformation!

The burly man in front of him crushed it with one palm. The iron powder was countless times finer than the wheat flour produced by a stone mill!
This is an absolute martial arts master!
It is a transcendent existence that completely subverts the cognition of old farmers!
The young man finally came to his senses from his stupefaction. In his eyes, this kind of trick was simply respecting him as a man of God!
Without any hesitation, he kowtowed and knelt in front of Xiongba, kowtowing three times in a row:
"Disciple Chen Feng, kowtow... kowtow to master!"

"Chen Feng... Feng?"

"This name..."

Xiong Ba was startled suddenly, and the depths of his soul trembled abruptly, as if something terrible had happened, but he couldn't remember anything.

Xiongba subconsciously asked the old farmer:
"You... what's your name?"

"The old farmer is the second child at home, everyone is called Chen the second child!" The old farmer replied.

Second child Chen?

The name is nothing special.

However, he really likes the boy in front of him.

Martial arts roots are excellent, he is one in a million martial arts wizards, and his nature is so filial and courteous!
"You don't need to be too polite, disciple."

Xiongba helped Chen Feng up.

The movement here is not small, because it is apprenticeship, it immediately attracted a lot of people to watch.

"Having a porter as a teacher? What a rare thing!"

"I don't think it's rare at all. Look at the old farmer's sallow and emaciated appearance. He must have exhausted his family's wealth to pull out such a small amount of food. I'm afraid I regret it. I'm afraid the whole family will starve to death after paying the registration fee!"

"Hey...why aren't you and I like this?"

"This... the world of the son of a bitch!"

The old farmer was overjoyed at this time, facing Xiong Ba's attitude more and more respectful and awed, bowed his waist, and asked in a trembling voice:
"Gao... Gao should come down from Mengqiao Mountain, right? I don't know which sect he is from?"

"My family only has such a little property, so I will give it all to the expert, and I hope the expert and Xiaofeng will issue an iron order of the sect."

"Zongmen Iron Order? I don't have one!"

Xiongba shook his head.

But then, he said again:
"But I have the Nine Dragons Golden Order bestowed by Emperor Tianwu of the Han Dynasty!"

"Forget it, there are a lot of people here, you lead me to your home, I still have a lot of things to ask you!"

While Xiongba was speaking, he glanced at the foot of the Meng Qiao Mountain Range.

On the dozens of mountain roads that were paved with stone strips and meandered all the way into the mountains, people from sects wearing luxurious martial arts uniforms began to descend the mountain.

Xiongba initially wanted to directly enter the Mengqiao Mountains.

But now, he has changed his mind.

The government officials who ruled the country became bandits in wolf's clothing in the eyes of the common people?
He had to go to the governor's mansion in Qingzhou, and ask about the collar of the big man, the governor of Qingzhou, what happened to Qingzhou?
(End of this chapter)