Shaolin Bajue
Chapter 899 King Conferring Conference
Chapter 899 King Conferring Conference (17)
How could Ren Guzhou just watch Fang Jianming fall to the ground, his body flickered, and he landed on the field, and he supported Fang Jianming in time, and shouted: "Junior Brother Yun, how are you?"
Fang Jianming closed his eyes tightly, looking like a dead person.Ren Guzhou stretched out his hand to check his breath, his expression changed, and then he touched his pulse, his expression suddenly changed, and he cried out: "Junior Brother Yun, you...you died so unjustly."
When the heroes heard this, their hearts suddenly turned cold.Unknowingly, many people regarded him as the leader, expecting him to be invincible, but now that he is dead, how can they fight against the Persian holy religion?
At this time, Zhang Daqian and Meng De also rushed to Ren Guzhou's side, with a look of grief on their faces, they shouted: "Brother Yun." Suddenly, someone said: "Don't be sad, donator, let the poor monk see the injury of Donor Yun .”
Ren Guzhou looked up and saw that it was Gendun Zhuba, the leader of the White Sect. He was slightly startled, but his face was still full of pain, and he said: "Master, I know your skills are profound, but I Junior Brother Yun is indeed dead. Even if he is a man of iron, but Lien Zhan, two masters, was slapped on the center of the heart by that despicable and shameless tenth-level Dharma King. I think even if it is an elixir, it will be difficult to save him."
Gendun Juba came up and said: "As long as there is still a glimmer of life, the poor monk must be treated."
The tenth-level dharma king who has a good relationship with Mutadai wanted Fang Jianming to settle the matter. Hearing Gendun Juba's words, he smiled coldly and said, "Master, this sect invites you to this conference, not for you. Mind your own business."
Gendun Juba clasped his hands together and said: "Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Although the poor monk is not from the Western Regions, he is highly respected by the noble religion. Please come to this meeting. However, the poor monk encountered such a thing. , so we can’t stay out of it.” After saying that, he stretched out his hand to feel Fang Jianming’s pulse, and began to diagnose and treat him.
The reason why the Persian Holy Cult invited people from Uzbek and Yunnan to come this time is to increase their momentum and serve as witnesses.The most important thing is that Uzang and Yunnan have almost no contact with the martial arts in the Central Plains, so inviting them here should not damage them.Unexpectedly, Gendun Juba saw that Fang Jianming was "beaten to death" by the Persian holy religion with despicable means, so he felt compassion and stepped forward to heal Fang Jianming.
The people of the Persian Holy Cult know that Gendun Juba is known as the Living Buddha in Usi. Apart from his superb kung fu, he is also proficient in many things. Maybe he is also quite good at medicine. Pull back the front, that's all right.Therefore, Zambigan, a tenth-level dharma king who has a good relationship with Mutadai, and four ninth-level protectors stood up together, and Zambian said: "Master, everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, Hugh No matter what happens to others, I hope you can see the situation clearly and don't do such stupid things."
Gendun Juba ignored Fang Jianming's lifeless expression with a frown.
At this time, Tianlun Fawang came up with eight middle-aged lamas, and said: "I thought that your teaching not only had great ambitions, but also had a mind to save all sentient beings. I didn't expect that it was just to deal with one person. But using such insidious means, let me very disappointed."
The flame messenger Adibe stepped forward and said: "Our religion also feels ashamed to have a Dharma king like Hashmi. Now that he is dead, it can be regarded as the biggest lesson for him. I hope he can be an upright person in the kingdom of heaven." .”
Just as the words fell, there was only the sound of swords being unsheathed. One-third of the heroes showed their weapons, and they were all filled with righteous indignation, shouting: "Fight with them." On the side of the Holy Cult of Persia, At least fifty people rushed out and stood behind Zambigan and the others.
Seeing that a big battle is inevitable, suddenly someone said: "Everyone, please listen to the next sentence." Everyone followed the sound and saw that the person who spoke was the General Mu who was born in the Mu Palace.
Someone said: "General Mu, we have always admired the style of the Mu Palace. You are an official in the court. I hope you can uphold justice for us."
Someone scolded: "They are all the same breed, and you still hope that he will uphold justice? Wake up."
General Mu didn't get angry when he heard this. He smiled lightly and said, "Don't misunderstand this good man. The Mu Palace has nothing to do with the Persian Holy Cult. I'm just a guest they invited. Before coming here, my uncle once I have warned you that this conference has a lot of implications, and a single disagreement will affect countless others. I hope that everyone can sit down and discuss it calmly, and absolutely do not fight violently, let alone hurt innocent people, otherwise, this will violate the original intention."
Suddenly, Bachman, the envoy of wisdom and kindness, said: "General Mu is right, you all retreat." A group of Persians, including Adib, retreated in unison like Feng Lun's voice.Those who wanted to fight to the death with the Persian holy religion, for a while, neither advanced nor retreated.
At this moment, Gendun Juba sighed, looked away from Fang Jianming's face, and announced as if authentic: "The benefactor of Yun, Xideng, is in bliss."
As soon as these words came out, the Persian Holy Cult was overjoyed.On the side of the heroes, there are different attitudes. A dozen people waved their weapons and said angrily: "Anyway, they are all dead, so we might as well fight them, and take one or two of them."
Someone sneered and said, "What the hell, who is the opponent of the Holy Cult? Let me ask everyone present, who's martial arts can be higher than this... this hero. Yes, this hero's martial arts is very high, but There are so many masters of the Persian Holy Religion, there are angels of wisdom and goodness on top of the messengers of benevolence and goodness, and above the messengers of wisdom and goodness, there are holy messengers of light, and the supreme pope did not appear at all, if the pope is angered, everyone will die here. "
Another person said: "It was agreed that the leader will be determined by martial arts. The competition is not over yet, let's make plans after the competition is over."
Xi Qianqian sneered at the man and said: "It's a fart, this hero is dead, I think..."
Someone said: "Look at the fart, if you are afraid of death, you should kneel down and kowtow to surrender to the Persian holy religion, I..."
Suddenly one person shouted: "Enough!"
Everyone saw that it was Ren Guzhou, and saw that his face was gloomy, and no one dared to speak out.
Ren Guzhou glanced coldly at the members of the Persian Holy Cult, and said: "My junior brother Yun was careless for a while, and followed the way of your religion, Ren will definitely seek justice for him."
The wise and good emissary Bachman said: "I am very sorry for the death of my junior brother. If brother Ren wants to seek justice, this emissary will definitely make it happen."
Ren Guzhou said: "Okay, it is enough to have an envoy. My Junior Brother Yun died inexplicably, and Ren did not want him to stay here, so he asked the envoy to send someone to carry his body out of the Holy Church. Today If Ren is lucky enough not to die, he will take Junior Brother Yun away, and if his head is in a different place, please ask your teacher to bury me and Junior Brother Yun together to be his companion."
Bachman said: "Okay." He personally rolled the roll and sent two sixth-level warriors to carry Fang Jianming out of the hall.The tenth-level dharma king who was related to Mutadai came out and said: "The Envoy of Wisdom and Kindness, the Envoy of Renwei is seriously injured, and my subordinates want to help him down to heal his injuries." Bachman glanced at Shariwal, who looked extremely depressed, and nodded.
After Shariwal was helped out of the hall by the tenth-level Dharma king, Bachman walked up slowly.When the heroes saw him appear on the stage, they were all shocked, "Yun Zhuiyue" is dead, who else can contend with him?Looking at the envoys of light who had already sat down and closed their eyes to meditate, many people had no fighting spirit and their emotions were extremely depressed.
When Bachman was two feet away from Ren Guzhou, he stopped and said, "Brother Ren, don't you want to seek justice? I'm standing right here, and I will never fight back within ten moves. , and don't avoid it, I wonder if this is fair?"
(End of this chapter)
How could Ren Guzhou just watch Fang Jianming fall to the ground, his body flickered, and he landed on the field, and he supported Fang Jianming in time, and shouted: "Junior Brother Yun, how are you?"
Fang Jianming closed his eyes tightly, looking like a dead person.Ren Guzhou stretched out his hand to check his breath, his expression changed, and then he touched his pulse, his expression suddenly changed, and he cried out: "Junior Brother Yun, you...you died so unjustly."
When the heroes heard this, their hearts suddenly turned cold.Unknowingly, many people regarded him as the leader, expecting him to be invincible, but now that he is dead, how can they fight against the Persian holy religion?
At this time, Zhang Daqian and Meng De also rushed to Ren Guzhou's side, with a look of grief on their faces, they shouted: "Brother Yun." Suddenly, someone said: "Don't be sad, donator, let the poor monk see the injury of Donor Yun .”
Ren Guzhou looked up and saw that it was Gendun Zhuba, the leader of the White Sect. He was slightly startled, but his face was still full of pain, and he said: "Master, I know your skills are profound, but I Junior Brother Yun is indeed dead. Even if he is a man of iron, but Lien Zhan, two masters, was slapped on the center of the heart by that despicable and shameless tenth-level Dharma King. I think even if it is an elixir, it will be difficult to save him."
Gendun Juba came up and said: "As long as there is still a glimmer of life, the poor monk must be treated."
The tenth-level dharma king who has a good relationship with Mutadai wanted Fang Jianming to settle the matter. Hearing Gendun Juba's words, he smiled coldly and said, "Master, this sect invites you to this conference, not for you. Mind your own business."
Gendun Juba clasped his hands together and said: "Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Although the poor monk is not from the Western Regions, he is highly respected by the noble religion. Please come to this meeting. However, the poor monk encountered such a thing. , so we can’t stay out of it.” After saying that, he stretched out his hand to feel Fang Jianming’s pulse, and began to diagnose and treat him.
The reason why the Persian Holy Cult invited people from Uzbek and Yunnan to come this time is to increase their momentum and serve as witnesses.The most important thing is that Uzang and Yunnan have almost no contact with the martial arts in the Central Plains, so inviting them here should not damage them.Unexpectedly, Gendun Juba saw that Fang Jianming was "beaten to death" by the Persian holy religion with despicable means, so he felt compassion and stepped forward to heal Fang Jianming.
The people of the Persian Holy Cult know that Gendun Juba is known as the Living Buddha in Usi. Apart from his superb kung fu, he is also proficient in many things. Maybe he is also quite good at medicine. Pull back the front, that's all right.Therefore, Zambigan, a tenth-level dharma king who has a good relationship with Mutadai, and four ninth-level protectors stood up together, and Zambian said: "Master, everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, Hugh No matter what happens to others, I hope you can see the situation clearly and don't do such stupid things."
Gendun Juba ignored Fang Jianming's lifeless expression with a frown.
At this time, Tianlun Fawang came up with eight middle-aged lamas, and said: "I thought that your teaching not only had great ambitions, but also had a mind to save all sentient beings. I didn't expect that it was just to deal with one person. But using such insidious means, let me very disappointed."
The flame messenger Adibe stepped forward and said: "Our religion also feels ashamed to have a Dharma king like Hashmi. Now that he is dead, it can be regarded as the biggest lesson for him. I hope he can be an upright person in the kingdom of heaven." .”
Just as the words fell, there was only the sound of swords being unsheathed. One-third of the heroes showed their weapons, and they were all filled with righteous indignation, shouting: "Fight with them." On the side of the Holy Cult of Persia, At least fifty people rushed out and stood behind Zambigan and the others.
Seeing that a big battle is inevitable, suddenly someone said: "Everyone, please listen to the next sentence." Everyone followed the sound and saw that the person who spoke was the General Mu who was born in the Mu Palace.
Someone said: "General Mu, we have always admired the style of the Mu Palace. You are an official in the court. I hope you can uphold justice for us."
Someone scolded: "They are all the same breed, and you still hope that he will uphold justice? Wake up."
General Mu didn't get angry when he heard this. He smiled lightly and said, "Don't misunderstand this good man. The Mu Palace has nothing to do with the Persian Holy Cult. I'm just a guest they invited. Before coming here, my uncle once I have warned you that this conference has a lot of implications, and a single disagreement will affect countless others. I hope that everyone can sit down and discuss it calmly, and absolutely do not fight violently, let alone hurt innocent people, otherwise, this will violate the original intention."
Suddenly, Bachman, the envoy of wisdom and kindness, said: "General Mu is right, you all retreat." A group of Persians, including Adib, retreated in unison like Feng Lun's voice.Those who wanted to fight to the death with the Persian holy religion, for a while, neither advanced nor retreated.
At this moment, Gendun Juba sighed, looked away from Fang Jianming's face, and announced as if authentic: "The benefactor of Yun, Xideng, is in bliss."
As soon as these words came out, the Persian Holy Cult was overjoyed.On the side of the heroes, there are different attitudes. A dozen people waved their weapons and said angrily: "Anyway, they are all dead, so we might as well fight them, and take one or two of them."
Someone sneered and said, "What the hell, who is the opponent of the Holy Cult? Let me ask everyone present, who's martial arts can be higher than this... this hero. Yes, this hero's martial arts is very high, but There are so many masters of the Persian Holy Religion, there are angels of wisdom and goodness on top of the messengers of benevolence and goodness, and above the messengers of wisdom and goodness, there are holy messengers of light, and the supreme pope did not appear at all, if the pope is angered, everyone will die here. "
Another person said: "It was agreed that the leader will be determined by martial arts. The competition is not over yet, let's make plans after the competition is over."
Xi Qianqian sneered at the man and said: "It's a fart, this hero is dead, I think..."
Someone said: "Look at the fart, if you are afraid of death, you should kneel down and kowtow to surrender to the Persian holy religion, I..."
Suddenly one person shouted: "Enough!"
Everyone saw that it was Ren Guzhou, and saw that his face was gloomy, and no one dared to speak out.
Ren Guzhou glanced coldly at the members of the Persian Holy Cult, and said: "My junior brother Yun was careless for a while, and followed the way of your religion, Ren will definitely seek justice for him."
The wise and good emissary Bachman said: "I am very sorry for the death of my junior brother. If brother Ren wants to seek justice, this emissary will definitely make it happen."
Ren Guzhou said: "Okay, it is enough to have an envoy. My Junior Brother Yun died inexplicably, and Ren did not want him to stay here, so he asked the envoy to send someone to carry his body out of the Holy Church. Today If Ren is lucky enough not to die, he will take Junior Brother Yun away, and if his head is in a different place, please ask your teacher to bury me and Junior Brother Yun together to be his companion."
Bachman said: "Okay." He personally rolled the roll and sent two sixth-level warriors to carry Fang Jianming out of the hall.The tenth-level dharma king who was related to Mutadai came out and said: "The Envoy of Wisdom and Kindness, the Envoy of Renwei is seriously injured, and my subordinates want to help him down to heal his injuries." Bachman glanced at Shariwal, who looked extremely depressed, and nodded.
After Shariwal was helped out of the hall by the tenth-level Dharma king, Bachman walked up slowly.When the heroes saw him appear on the stage, they were all shocked, "Yun Zhuiyue" is dead, who else can contend with him?Looking at the envoys of light who had already sat down and closed their eyes to meditate, many people had no fighting spirit and their emotions were extremely depressed.
When Bachman was two feet away from Ren Guzhou, he stopped and said, "Brother Ren, don't you want to seek justice? I'm standing right here, and I will never fight back within ten moves. , and don't avoid it, I wonder if this is fair?"
(End of this chapter)
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