The Heavens: From Shooting the Eagle

Chapter 86 Am I Such a Person? (Seek to follow up)

The people who were just about to go down the mountains and do their own things, when they heard Hao Jian's words... they were taken aback for a moment, and then turned pale with shock!

"Hao Jian, you... are you really planning to establish a sect?" Hong Qigong trembled violently, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

Hao Jian nodded seriously, "Yes."

"Then... what kind of sect are you planning to establish, what kind of faction are you going to establish?" Hong Qigong asked, his lips trembling.

Hao Jian laughed, "I've thought about this a long time ago! It's called 'Jianzong'!"

Hong Qigong nodded and heaved a sigh of relief, "Jianzong...the name is impressive..."

"Which sword?" Huang Yaoshi asked calmly.

"Naturally...human and cheap are one, and cheap and cheap! By the way, with my Hao Jian's taste, can't you guess it?" Hao Jian asked a little strangely.

Hong Qigong's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly persuaded: "Hao Jian, do you... want to think about it again? I think... it's more suitable for you to fight for world hegemony. Everyone in the beggar gang will go through fire and water for you. I just ask you to go to the court. Harm those officials, don't come to the rivers and lakes to harm us grassroots... how about it?"

Hong Qigong didn't dare to imagine that the people in Hao Jian's lowly martial arts world were panicked. If he taught a bunch of sluts, would this martial arts... still be a place for people?
He shuddered at the thought of this...

Huang Yaoshi didn't speak, but kept shaking his head.

Hao Jian smiled and said, "Qi Gong, you are worrying too much! I am still young... We can do these two things at the same time without any delay! Master Huang must know Mr. Fan Wenzheng, right? See how well Fan Wenzheng said, If you live in a high temple, you will worry about your people; if you live far away, you will worry about your ruler. It is also worrying about advancing, and worrying about retreating... I am a person who cannot see loyal ministers and filial sons suffering, so I uphold the principle of not letting loyal ministers in the world worry Thoughts, I plan to use both hands in Jianghu and temples, and use both hands! Only in this way... can famous officials like Fan Wenzheng enjoy themselves..."

Hong Qigong: "..."

I believe you ghost, you little young man, very bad!

In his mind, a picture seemed to emerge: the princes above the court were forced to look like scumbags by Hao Jian, and the warriors of many martial arts schools in the world were also forced The humble sect made it hard to survive...

How can it be a tragic word!
Thinking of this, Hong Qigong almost cried...

"Hao Jian... You, you can't do this, you have to give the world a way to live, a pure land!" Hong Qigong persuaded earnestly, "Conquer the Yanyun Sixteen States, and be your Ninth Five It’s enough to be respectful...Let’s let us wind-and-frost offenders go..."

"Hey, Qigong, look at what you said! It seems that I, Hao Jian, are the rat shit that ruined a pot of porridge...Old Huang, to be fair, am I such a person?" Hao Jian said.

Huang Yaoshi's expression was very gloomy, like Du Fu who witnessed the decline of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, "You are not like...you are!"

Hao Jian: "..."

Hardened, old heart!

"Hao Jian, you... If you don't believe me, come here, let's take a look at your sister and brother, are they your descendants?" Hong Qigong made up his mind to persuade Hao Jian, and hurriedly pulled him away Qin Nanqin and Meng Gong on one side.

"They are all Hao Jian's disciples..." Huang Yaoshi said quietly.

"Son, come on, tell Qi Gong, do you feel like your master, you suddenly feel cheap?" Qi Gong held on to Nanqin and Meng Gong's hands, and said pleasantly.

Qin Nanqin covered her mouth and chuckled...

Meng Gong chuckled, "Senior, Master once asked me that cats can meow and dogs can bark, so may I ask, what can chickens do?"

As soon as Hong Qigong heard it, his eyes went dark...

This familiar taste has obviously been passed on to the disciples!
"Duo good young man, but... oh..." Qi Gong shook his head and sighed.

Meng Gong smiled and said: "Senior, I learned all my cheapness from my master!"

"Look, look..." Qigong gritted his teeth and looked at Hao Jian.

"Uh, is this thing still contagious? I remember... it's hereditary?" Hao Jian looked at Meng Gong maliciously and said.

Meng Gong was shocked all over, and quickly said: "Senior...that, my cheapness is inherited! Don't blame me!"

Hao Jian continued: "Oh? Is it because of me?"

Hong Qigong: "..."

"Brother Seven, you should admit it! Hao Jian is already the number one master in the world, so it's only natural for him to establish a sect! Anyway, it's better for this martial arts to be cheap... than to be chaotic!" Huang Yaoshi sighed.

Hong Qigong was speechless...

"Then...it's settled..." Hao Jian said with a smile.

"Jing'er, your mother has passed away. The closest people in this world are your six masters, the Six Heroes of Jiangnan and the Seventh Brother. You go to Jiangnan to find your six masters. Please come to Peach Blossom Island together...to marry you. !" Huang Yaoshi said suddenly.

When Guo Jing heard it, his heart was full of sadness and joy, and he couldn't stop nodding.

At this moment, a chirping of eagles resounded through Mount Hua, Guo Jing raised his head and saw two white eagles approaching from the north at high speed.

He was overjoyed immediately, whistling again and again.

Hearing the sound, two white eagles fell from the sky and landed on Guo Jing's shoulders.

"Cuckoo..." The little red bird in Qin Nanqin's arms had been sleeping, but when he opened his eyes and saw two white eagles, he couldn't help crying.

"Don't make trouble..." Qin Nanqin patted the little red bird on the head.

Guo Jing caressed the Shuangdiao happily. When he returned from the south of Mongolia, he left in a hurry and didn't have time to take the Shuangdiao away. Now seeing the Shuangdiao actually came, he was very happy.

As he was touching it, he saw a small leather tube tied to Xiong Diao's foot. He untied it and found a sentence written in Mongolian on it.

"My teacher attacked in the south and will attack Xiangyang. Knowing the king's loyalty, I risked my life to hear about it. I was tired of my mother's tragic death. I was ashamed to see each other. I went to the west to rely on my elder brother. I will never return to my homeland. May you cherish it. "

The signature was not signed, but Guo Jing knew at a glance that it was written by Hua Zheng, and immediately told everyone the news.

Huang Yaoshi and Hao Jian looked at each other, and immediately sighed: "It's finally here... Now that's the case, we will go to Xiangyang together to resist the Mongolian army!"

Hao Jian knew that the Mongols would come, and Xiangyang had been preparing for it for more than two years, but now, it's time to test the strength of the Meng family army!

"Since that's the case, it's not too late! The old beggar will go back and organize disciples of the Beggar Clan to support Xiangyang! Jing'er, hurry up, little red horse, you and Rong'er will go to Xiangyang first, and inform the guard of the news!" Hong Qigong also agreed Said solemnly.

"Yes!"

Guo Jing knew very well that this was a serious matter, so he didn't dare to neglect in the slightest, he bid farewell to everyone immediately, took the little red horse with Huang Rong, and rushed all the way to Xiangyang to report the news.

"Master, we have to hurry back and help my father!" Meng Gong said anxiously.

Hao Jian smiled and said: "Don't worry! Your father is not the wine bags and rice bags in the court, Xiangyang... is the burial place of the Mongolians..."

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