Sleeping Arhat

Chapter 107

A few months later, in Changwu County, Shaanxi Province, a group of heroes and beggars gathered. Wu Xian followed the signs of the Beggars' Clan and entered the surrounding area of ​​the house. The red tiles and gray walls stood tall, about one foot high, and the simple gray gate showed no sense of wealth.

When I approached, there were two beggars with indecent posture, standing lazily on both sides. When they saw Wu Xian approaching, they immediately looked serious, and stepped forward and asked: "Who is the person who came from the gang?" , have you ever received an invitation from Elder Li?"

Wu Xian answered a few words gently, confirmed his identity, and took out the letter again.

"Wu Shaoxia has been in the limelight recently. Even people like Elder Li know about it. He even invited you and Meng Yi to participate by name." The two changed their postures and said humbly, with smiles on their faces, and called someone to lead Wu Xian After going to the hall, he was on duty at the door again.

Wu Xian was originally a junior, so after receiving the letter, he decided to arrive early. Generally, those with the oldest qualifications and the highest status are the most qualified to come last. Wu Xian took precautions to avoid any arrogant and rude quarrels .

Entering the main hall, the hall is not big, with twelve golden lacquer chairs lined up on both sides, at the top is a large mahogany chair, with exquisite carvings on the left and right, it looks more compelling, so it should be held by the palm Elder Li Subo sit down.

Seeing that there was no one else in the hall, Wu Xian found the lowest seat, lay down on the chair, and looked at the decoration in the hall, but after a while, Wu Xian fell asleep after having nothing to do.

I don't know how long, a cool breeze blew by, Wu Xian's face turned cold, Wu Xian's feet were resting on the left bracket of the chair, and his back was leaning on the right side, there was some light and fluttering sound coming from the ear, the chair didn't make any sound, Wu Xian's body Suddenly he straightened, his eyes opened lazily, it can be seen that Wu Xian's skill of lightening his body is superb, his body is extremely coordinated and soft, and he did this movement lightly and quickly.

And there was another boy in the hall, wearing gray linen clothes, with thick black hair hanging loosely on his head, thick eyebrows and big eyes, copper-colored face, high nose bridge, tall, solid and heavy, his appearance and temperament gave people a sense of integrity, And when it fell from the courtyard to the hall, there was almost no sound at all.

Wu Xian looked at this young man, youth was faintly visible on his face, but this thick and steady temperament added a bit of vicissitudes out of thin air, could this be Meng Yi?Wu Xian recalled that when he was 11 years old, it wasn't just that the young man in front of him came to the stage to defend five times in a row.

"May I ask that your Excellency is the 'little chivalrous beggar' Meng Yi." Wu Xian bowed.Seeing the seven bags on his back again, Wu Xian glanced at his waist, seeing that there were only four shabby bags, he couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

"Haha, brother Wu's name is also very famous. I really didn't expect that brother Wu is young and looks a few years younger than me." Meng Yi raised his head and laughed loudly. people favor.

The two talked for a while, and made an appointment for a stick of incense, and the rest of the people came one after another, and the people who came behind were middle-aged and elderly men, most of them were elders of Eight Bags, and there were also some famous disciples of Seven Bags.

Before Li Subo, the elder in charge of the stick, arrived, it was rare for the beggars to see two rookies of the Beggar Clan gathered together.

Everyone in the hall, regardless of status or status, was noisy and the atmosphere was very lively.

"If you want to say that the two talents of our beggar gang are all amazing talents, the six major sects are not powerful, even the Wudang sect has only one genius, Song Qingshu, a disciple of three generations, but our beggar gang has two 'Song Qingshu', hehe .” There was a sallow, dry and thin old man who laughed.

"Butcher Xue, if you want to talk about the nonsense you usually say, I don't like to hear it the most, but what you said today is indeed the truth. All the heroes think that our beggar gang has fallen, but they don't say why we have fallen. Today there are two talents, the beggar gang should be prosperous." Elder Hou sighed, he had witnessed the storms of the beggar gang for 40 years, so he felt emotional.

It turned out that during the Battle of Xiangyang, a group of men from the Beggar Clan volunteered to help Guo Jing and his wife against the Tartars without fear of life and death. With the destruction of Xiangyang City, the Beggar Clan sacrificed a lot. The vitality of the beggar gang was severely injured, resulting in a shortage of disciples in the gang, and a situation of talent withering.

Moreover, the disciples of the Beggar Gang have always put national righteousness first, resisting foreign enemies, and protecting the country and the people. Since the Yuan Dynasty unified the Central Plains, the imperial court was powerful, and the Beggar Gang was the first to receive suppression and revenge. Therefore, the Beggar Gang not only failed to develop, but retreated. .

"The Wudang faction only has one Song Qingshu, but the Wudang faction also has one Daoist Zhang, five Wudang five heroes, what does our beggar gang have?" Li honestly said, although the words were harsh, the reason was so reasonable, and everyone was silent .

Shi Huolong, the head of the beggar gang, has no news. There are only two elders who enforce the law and impart skills.

"Fart your mother, this arena is for young people after all, no matter how powerful he is in Wudang, he is just bullying our beggars' gang and lost their martial arts. One day, my beggars' gang will welcome back the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon and the Dog Beating Cudgel They dare to say anything." Elder Lu pointed at Li Laoshi and cursed angrily, as if scolding him for boosting other people's aspirations and destroying his own prestige.

Li Laoshi lived up to his name, being scolded by this, he just stood obediently on one side, but in the eyes he looked at Wu Xian and Meng Yi, there was much concern from the elders for the younger generation.

"Hey, the six factions besieged Guangmingding today, but they didn't mention the Beggars' Clan, but they didn't take our Beggars Clan seriously. Let's take a good look at what the six big factions are capable of." Another person said .

"It's extremely, it's extremely." "I can't see the six major sects and the Mingjiao. They are not good things."

Wu Xian didn't know what kind of enmity the Beggar Gang had with the Ming Cult, so he asked a question, and someone answered immediately, resolving Wu Xian's confusion.Wu Xian also suddenly understood that although the Mingjiao is called the Demon Cult, if there is no enmity or resentment, and no interest entanglement, why bother with the Mingjiao.

"Decades ago, the seniors of the Beggar Gang snatched the torch order from the 31st generation leader of the Mingjiao, Shi Jiaozhu, and the stone leader died in the hands of the Beggar Gang. The power is getting bigger and bigger, especially when Yang Dingtian was the leader, he always targeted the beggar gang, secretly suppressed and removed the rudder of our southwest region."

"It's simply that Yang Dingtian is a short-lived ghost. Once Yang Dingtian died, all the demon kings of the Ming Cult refused to obey anyone. They fell apart and brothers killed each other. Only then did everyone have a chance to breathe. This time, everyone will be punished."

Everyone laughed, very happy.

Wu Xian had a panoramic view of everything, and sighed in his heart, all the members of the Beggar Gang united with the Sanmen Gang and the Wushan Gang to take advantage of the fire to loot, how could there be a grand demeanor.

All the beggars shared the same hatred and were filled with righteous indignation. When it comes to high-spirited places, they all danced and yelled and scolded everyone in Mingjiao and the six major sects. They scolded heartily and felt comfortable.

Wu Xian and Meng Yi did not agree with the crowd, but amidst the noisy scolding, the two looked at each other sympathetically, shrugged slightly, and felt a little helpless.

Li Subo came in slowly, with heavy steps, and the hall was suddenly silent and silent, "Go ahead, leave me alone." Li Subo raised his hand, signaling everyone not to restrain themselves.

"Hey, why Elder Li called everyone here, everyone knows it well, and we only listen to Elder Li's orders." Elder Hou is an old man with a sallow face, wrinkled, like the bark of a big-leaved oak tree, It is full of ditches and ridges.

Elder Hou laughed, and Wu Xian looked at Elder Hou's cheeks, as if he saw the ravines between the mountains and fields, criss-crossing and accessible in all directions.

"Yes, the six factions have already set off, we can't fall too far behind, or we might miss a big deal if we are late." Elder Lu, who is impatient, said in a hurry at this time, his fat face was also a little impatient and ruddy.

The rest of the beggars also responded in unison, and they all supported and agreed. Everyone wished that a few months later, they would now be on the top of the Bright Summit, and then witness the destruction of the Protestantism.

Wu Xian was a little confused, wondering if the plot would change, and if there were too many changes, what would he do at that time.

Wu Xian thought of Zhang Wuji again, this man of destiny, the protagonist of luck, was not in a hurry, so what was he afraid of.Moreover, in the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, the collapse of the Yuan Dynasty was the general trend. I didn't need to worry too much.

Li Subo sat firmly on the high position, stroking his long beard, and staring at everyone in the hall. Li Subo has been the leader of the stick for seven years. During these seven years, he has worked hard to secure this position and has his own All the teams.

Li Subo looked around the crowd, and said loudly: "You are not like the six major sects. You have to fight against the Ming Cult along the way. You can travel lightly and quickly. However, the journey is tiring and expensive, so only a few dozen elites are called. Set off in the next day."

"Elder Li, it doesn't take seven days, three days is enough, everyone agrees." Elder Hou stood up, looked around the crowd and asked.

"Yes." The crowd echoed one after another.

Li Subo said again: "Everyone here, it's too big to go out together, and it's easy to startle the enemy. If you divide into three or five people and go to the light, you won't have too big a goal, and you will be flexible, and you will enter without anyone noticing." Bright top."

Everyone sounded reasonable, even if it was unreasonable, Elder Li said it was a golden word, so no one dismantled the situation, and they all responded.

Three days later, Li Subo, the elder of the Nine Pockets, nine elders of the Eight Pockets, and a total of 50 disciples of the Six or Seven Pockets, were divided into more than ten groups and headed towards the west respectively.

Everyone formed a team in threes and fives, and in the end only Wu Xian and Meng Yi were left alone. Looking at the beggars around, Wu Xian looked around and joked: "Uncles, elders, don't you know that you are old? I was afraid that I would not be able to keep up with the young people, so we isolated the two young people so as not to be left behind and lose face on the way."

Meng Yi also stood aside, giggling, standing steadily aside, not stage frightened.

When all the beggars heard this, they responded with sarcasm. Elder Lu didn't like it when he heard it. He narrowed his eyes and smiled with a fat face: "Jiang is old and spicy. I am afraid that young people will not be able to endure hardships and keep up with our speed." , so even if you arrived ten or so days later, we will not laugh at you."

"Yes, yes." The group of beggars responded in unison, the scene was lively and harmonious.

"Then let's compare and see who will reach the Bright Summit first." Wu Xian wanted to get along with everyone and get closer, so that the beggar gang would no longer be isolated and helpless.

"Okay, I'll compare with you guys." Elder Hou was not far from Wu Xian. He was quiet and silent, but now he suddenly spoke, his voice was hoarse, like hitting a stone, which shocked Wu Xian. .

Li Subo insists on his own identity, he doesn't end up joking with everyone, but he is happy to see everyone get along with each other, especially the two young rookies, gradually blending into the group, a harmonious and happy scene in the Beggar Clan.

After the quarrel was over, they separated on the road. Some beggars rode horses and galloped away in a hurry; He actually wanted to go south by boat first, and then go west.

Wu Xian and Meng Yi also went west together, and they used lightness kung fu to fly all the way. Both of them were extremely fast. After traveling a long distance, they were three points faster than ordinary horses.

Wu Xian glanced at Meng Yi, Meng Yi's breath was long, and every breath was a brilliant method of exhalation, so he knew that his internal strength was not bad, otherwise, how could he have gained a good reputation, and his lightness kung fu Stunning, the movement is like a cheetah leaping in the mountains and forests, swiftly flying, and the silence is like autumn leaves flying, quiet and swaying.

There are no worthless men under a great reputation, and Meng Yi should not be underestimated.Wu Xian has already seen Meng Yi's internal and light skills, but he doesn't know his kung fu against the enemy, but he doesn't wear a sharp sword, and he doesn't use knives, guns and sticks.

At the same time, when Meng Yi saw Wu Xian strolling in the courtyard, he still had enough strength, and was shocked by Wu Xian's relaxed posture in his heart. He had already tried his best at this speed, and he didn't know how much effort Wu Xian had spent.Meng Yi stole a glance at Wu Xian, secretly admiring him, perhaps Wu Xian was three points better than himself.

Wu Xian and Meng Yi jumped on the road, and when they saw the high mountains on both sides, they suddenly thought of Zhang Wuji on Jingshen Peak. The ability to block the six factions.

Wu Xian recalled the mission of the Beggars' Clan's trip, and it was a bit difficult for a while. After the six major sects retreated, it was no surprise that the Beggars' Clan and other small sects took advantage of the fire to rob and attack the Bright Summit, forcing the Mingjiao people to In the secret passage.

This move can be said to have lost the face of the beggar gang, even if they lost openly, it would be more open and aboveboard than a sneak attack from behind.

Then the six factions besieging Guangmingding, can it become the seven factions besieging Guangmingding?Wu Xian wanted to keep the prestige of the Beggar Gang.

Wu Xian was walking, but at the same time he was thinking hard. When he arrived at Kunlun Mountain, how could he distract Meng Yi and "invite" Zhang Wuji down the mountain by himself? It was really difficult.

These two troubles have been lingering in Wu Xian's heart, Wu Xian was a little sad, and frowned unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)