Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 883 King Conferring Conference (1)

The King Conferring Conference can be said to be the biggest event in the Western Regions for a century.However, the convening of the conference was presided over by the Holy Church of Persia, which seemed a little embarrassing. As the host, people from all walks of life in the Western Regions felt ashamed.

Among the famous figures in the Western Regions in the past, how many are left now?The king of the desert died early. Although his daughter inherited the position of the desert city lord, the good times did not last long, causing the city's dead to flee.Yu Shiqi, the tiger of the Western Regions, also died young, and his senior brother, Tianlun Fawang, heard that he was tired of fighting with other people in the sect and disappeared.The Loulan stone swordsman is also missing.Desert Fox, Broken Knife, Hanshan Biyue, these three people all died together.The owner of White Camel Mountain, Yuwen Xiulan, known as the "Sword King of the Western Regions", ended up decapitated because of following the Xueshoumen.

As for the Tianshan School, the Kunlun School, etc., although they are located in the Western Regions, because of their long history and close relationship with the Central Plains Wulin, no one in the Wulin mixes them with those from the Western Regions.

At noon that day, Fang Jianming, Feng Feiyan, Tie Jingang, and Qiao Luocha rushed to a small town about a hundred miles away from the holy altar of the Persian Holy Cult.The four of them had lunch at the restaurant in the town, took a short rest, and then continued to set off.After walking less than ten miles, Fang Jianming said to the three of them: "Miss Feng, Brother Tie, Sister-in-law Tie, why don't you go ahead?" The three were startled for a moment, Qiao Luocha rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Leader, what do you want to do?" Give the Persian Holy Cult an 'unexpected surprise'?" Fang Jianming nodded and said: "Sister-in-law Tie, you are right. If I reveal my identity too early, it will be extremely inconvenient to do things. To deal with the Persian Holy Cult, you have to Unexpectedly." Tie Jingang said: "Since the lord has a clever plan, let's go first." After saying that, he rode away with Qiao Luocha.

Tie Jingang looked back, seeing that Feng Feiyan had not followed, he shouted loudly: "Sister, you..." Qiao Luocha said angrily, "What are you calling? Let's walk slowly, she will catch up after a while." Monk Vajra Zhang Er was puzzled, and listened to his wife's words in a daze, and the two rode their horses in a hurry.

After Fang Jianming saw the two of them going away, he smiled unnaturally, and said, "Miss Feng, do you have anything to say to me?" Feng Feiyan looked at him as if he wanted to see through him. , she sighed faintly, and said, "Do you know why the Persian Holy Cult was the first to attack the desert city?"

Fang Jianming said: "I know. The girl said that if it wasn't for me, your father would not have formed a relationship with the five protectors of the Persian Holy Cult. After the Persian Holy Cult came to the Western Regions, for the sake of standing up, but also for Liangzi back then, I found the desert city. The desert city was destroyed because of this, and the girl was also homeless because of it." Feng Feiyan said: "You are only half right." Fang Jianming said: "The other half is because What?" Feng Feiyan sighed again, and said in a low voice: "Because of me." Fang Jianming was taken aback, and said, "Young lady, I am really confused."

Feng Feiyan bit Yinhong's soft lips, glanced at him strangely, and said, "The Pope of the Persian Holy Church wants to marry me, but I sternly refuse, that's the other half of the reason." Fang Jianming was stunned for a moment. Dazed, secretly said: "It turns out that there is this hidden secret in it. The Pope of Persia doesn't know how old he is, but he would do such a thing. Ah, Miss Feng is a wonderful person, and how many people are not moved by her after seeing her." What?" Seeing that he was silent, Feng Feiyan's eyes blushed slightly, and said, "Do you know why I didn't agree?" Fang Jianming came back to his senses, and said, "Young lady naturally has a reason for not agreeing, I don't dare Random guesses." Feng Feiyan said: "If you don't dare to guess wildly, I'll tell you, it's because I have someone in my heart, and I can't tolerate others anymore, even if the other party is the real man, I won't make any guesses." Shaken." As soon as she finished speaking, she rode her horse and galloped away.The moment she turned around, a tear rolled down from her eyes.

Fang Jianming stared blankly at her moving figure, as if he understood what she said, but he didn't seem to understand.It's not that he hasn't experienced this kind of love affair, but he just thinks that if he encounters this kind of thing too much, he will become promiscuous.Passionate can not be equated with promiscuity, but what is passionate?What is promiscuity?How many people can tell the difference.In the eyes of some people, people are romantic and sentimental, but in the eyes of others, they have become obscene and sentimental.Whether it's flirtatious or obscene, passionate or promiscuous, I'm afraid only you know best in your heart, but do you really know?
Fang Jianming didn't know, he had a headache thinking about it, so he stopped thinking about it.It has always been his creed to live in peace with the situation.As long as you have a pure heart, the world's discussion is meaningless.

He whistled loudly, wanting to release all the emotions in his heart, the whistle was sent far away, startling countless wild birds.Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind: "Boy, what's your ghost name?" Fang Jianming turned his head and saw a rustic old farmer walking by himself.This old farmer didn't look like a martial artist at all, but Fang Jianming could tell from his steps that he possessed profound martial arts.

"I called mine, so what's the matter with you?" Fang Jianming said angrily on purpose.

The old farmer said: "The barren mountains and wild mountains, your barking is terrifying, why is it none of my business?" Fang Jianming said with a smile: "You are really strange, you don't care about anything, but you want to call me or not." The old farmer said: "You Do you know that this violates the taboo of the old man." Fang Jianming wondered: "What taboo." The old farmer said: "In front of the old man, no one is allowed to scream." Fang Jianming was even more surprised, thinking that my whistling sound was taken seriously Like ghosts crying and wolves howling, it doesn't bother you, whether you are missing a piece of meat or a bone.

Seeing him silent, the old farmer only said that he saw who he was, and said with a smile: "That's right, young people should not be too arrogant, they must know how to respect their elders." Fang Jianming said: "I don't even know who you are. I know, why should I respect you?" The old farmer pointed to his nose and said in amazement, "You don't know who this old man is?" Fang Jianming smiled and said, "Are you famous?" The old farmer said, "Decades ago, this old man was There is still some fame in the Jianghu, but in the past 30 years, I have not been out of the Jianghu, and many people have forgotten me. Ah, that’s right, you were not born when the old man lived in seclusion, of course you have never heard of the old man name."

Fang Jianming said: "In other words, you were also a big shot back then." The old farmer said: "You are not a big shot, but there is still a place in the martial arts." Fang Jianming became more and more curious, and said: "I can't tell, you are quite honest Since you were very famous back then, why don't you tell me your name and let me admire you for a long time." The old farmer said: "Why did the old man tell you? You don't even know me. Isn't Jiu Yang just farting?"

Fang Jianming only thought this person was quite interesting, and said with a smile: "If you don't tell me who you are, how will I know who you are? Since I don't know who you are, how can I respect you? You want me to respect you, you You have to tell me who you are." The old farmer didn't turn around for a moment, and said: "Who are you, who am I, I don't have time to chat with you." He strode away.Don't look at him walking, but his speed is faster than ordinary people running.Fang Jianming followed behind on his red-headed dragon, keeping a distance of about three feet from him.

After traveling ten miles, the old farmer turned his head and said, "Why do you follow me, kid?" Fang Jianming smiled and said, "You go your way, and I ride my horse. How can I follow you?" The old farmer said: "Is it great to have a horse?" If the old man wants, he can get any horse." Fang Jianming rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Even my horse?" The old farmer said: "Of course." Fang Jianming got off the horse and said: "You Try it."

The old farmer said: "Boy, this horse is considered extraordinary. If the old man takes it for his own use, don't cry." Fang Jianming smiled and said: "If you can ride it, I will give you another one million taels." The old farmer said: "I don't care about your silver." Then, he walked up to the red-headed dragon.

The red-headed dragon lowered its head and ate the grass by the side of the road without even glancing at him.Seeing the old farmer approaching, the red-headed dragon snorted, intending to remind the old farmer not to go any further.The old farmer chuckled, and together, he fell on its back.The red-headed dragon suddenly stood up, kicked its two hind hooves, and swept back two feet.The old farmer let out a "huh" and said: "I have seen countless horses, but I have never seen such a magical horse." He jumped up and rushed towards the red-headed dragon.

His speed is very fast, but the speed of the red-headed dragon is not slow.Before he could get close, the red-headed dragon had already jumped ten feet away.The old farmer's competitive heart was immediately aroused, thinking that if I can't even subdue a horse, am I still a human being?Exercising lightness kung fu, secretly moving the strength in the hand, just waited to get close to the red-headed dragon, then reached out to restrain it, and got on the horse.The red-headed dragon was not as easy to deal with as he had imagined. The two wandered around for a long time, but the old farmer still couldn't get close to it.

The old farmer was startled, and only then did he realize that it was a magical horse, but he thought that his martial arts were amazing, so he suddenly sped up and threw out his right hand.This move was really as powerful as lightning, the palm of the hand landed on the back of the red-headed dragon, with a little force, he jumped up and sat down on it.Although the strength in his hands is only a little bit, it is enough to kill tigers and leopards. No matter how good this horse is, how can it still have the strength to toss.Seeing that he was about to sit on it, he suddenly heard a "bang", a force emanated from the red-headed dragon, which shook him to fly obliquely, and landed seven or eight zhang away.

The old farmer looked suspicious, and said: "Boy, what kind of horse is your horse? Why is it so powerful." Fang Jianming smiled and said, "Have you heard of the red-headed dragon?" The old farmer said: "The red-headed dragon? No? I’ve said it.” Fang Jianming said: “You haven’t even heard its name, and you still want to subdue it, isn’t it funny?” The old farmer snorted, and said: “Then how did you subdue it?” Fang Jianming He smiled and said, "I know its name, so I became friends with it." He waved to the red-headed dragon, and said, "Shenlong, come here." The red-headed dragon walked towards him and hissed happily. Fang Jianming stroked its head and looked at the old farmer proudly.

The old farmer was quite envious, and said: "My boy, I really have a hand. The old man is going to the altar of the Persian holy religion, are you going too?" Fang Jianming said: "I want to go, but I don't have an invitation card." The old farmer He said: "What's so difficult about it? You are with me. Wherever you go, I will say that you are my friend, and they will not let you in." Fang Jianming cupped his hands and said, "Then thank you, senior."

The two chatted as they walked, talking about the King Conferring Conference, as if they had made an appointment with each other, and they didn't ask each other's origin and name at all.When passing by a village, Fang Jianming asked the old farmer to wait for him for a while, and ran to the village by himself.After a while, I saw a rustic and unremarkable country boy walking over.The country boy showed his clothes to the old farmer, and said, "How is it? My attire suits you well." After hearing this, the old farmer was startled, and looked at the clothes in his hands, only to realize that he was Who, with a thumbs up, said: "Little brother, you really have the ability, the disguise technique is so magical, even I didn't see it."

Fang Jianming laughed, and stuffed his clothes into the bag. The two swords had been inserted into the bag a few days ago. Therefore, his current appearance was that of a rustic country boy who had never seen the world.

The two walked for a while, Fang Jianming said: "Senior, what should we call when we get to the field?" The old farmer said: "You change your appearance, and you seem to be with me. Then call me senior brother." Fang Jianming said: "You are much older than me, how dare I." The old farmer said: "If I say you are my junior brother, whoever dares to talk too much?" .”

The old farmer wanted to try his lightness kung fu, so he suddenly quickened his pace.Fang Jianming was leading the red-headed dragon to walk side by side with him. Seeing him go away in a flash, he understood in his heart.The two ran wildly for a while, and saw a flag fluttering in the wind on the mountain on the right from a distance.Knowing that they were about to enter the sphere of influence of the altar of the Persian Holy Cult, the two slowed down.The old farmer was slightly surprised to see that Fang Jianming did not fall at all.

After Fang Jianming walked more than ten steps, he suddenly turned around and walked towards the red-headed dragon following behind, patted his chest, and said, "Lazy, get up." The bird flew out of his arms and landed on the red-headed dragon's back , squinting his small eyes and said: "What are you doing?" Fang Jianming smiled and said, "Go around with Shenlong, don't let people see you." Xiaoniao said dissatisfiedly: "You go to eat and drink by yourself, but let us starve here , are you still a human?"

Fang Jianming said: "Yes, I'm not a human being. How about I treat you to a big meal after the business here is over?" The little bird said: "That's about the same." He chirped a few words to the red-headed dragon , the red-headed dragon let out a long hiss, left the avenue, and ran towards the mountains.When Fang Jianming returned to the old farmer, the old farmer didn't ask any more questions.The two let go of their big strides, and walked towards the altar of the Persian Holy Cult at a leisurely pace.

(End of this chapter)