God's Statue

Chapter 59
After this man finished speaking, all the knights applauded again, and someone said: "I choose Chief Lu!"

"I choose Guo Jing and Guo Daxia!"

"The last leader of the Beggars' Gang, Huang, was resourceful, intelligent, and a disciple of Senior Hong. I recommend her!"

"I choose Quanzhen to teach Ma Zhang!"

"Changchun Ziqiu real person!"

"..."

Everyone said something to each other, and quickly reported all the top martial arts masters. All the knights drank too much alcohol, and at this time, a dispute broke out. Open, and then, others also fought, and for a while, the scene was in chaos.

At this moment, a disciple of the Beggars' Clan ran in as if they were fleeing, and rushed to Lu You's feet, and said anxiously: "Guild Master, something is wrong, Gang Master, there are thieves coming to make trouble, that person is extremely vicious!"

Lu Youjiao frowned and said, "Li Mochou?"

"No, it's a man!!"

Guo Jing saw the beggar's body like a sieve, he seemed to be terrified of the mysterious man, and asked, "Could it be Ouyang Feng?"

The beggar said again: "No, no, they speak Mongolian, so they should be Mongolians!"

"A Mongol? Could it be Prince Huodu?" Guo Jing knew many Mongolians, but none of them could leave their posts without authorization. After thinking about it, there was only this Prince Huodu who had been frequently active in the Central Plains recently.

Suddenly, there was a burst of horns outside the village, followed by the sound of gongs and drums. From the sound, one could tell that there was a huge crowd coming, and the chaotic scene was also shocked by the sudden sound.

Some people took advantage of the moment when their opponents were stupefied and threw black fists, but no one started arguing, and all the knights stared at the door in a daze.

Lu Guanying and Guo Jing looked at each other, and then shouted: "Welcome the distinguished guest!"

When everyone came to the door, it turned out to be Prince Huo Dou. Beside him was a thin-cheeked monk wearing a red robe and a golden crown. The Quanzhen Sect was defeated by Guo Jing, so Guo Jing was not worried about them, but their martial arts were already top-notch, but at this moment they stood respectfully beside a red-robed monk.

The monk's eyes were slightly closed, and he was also wearing a red monk's robe. He was very tall and thin, like a bamboo pole. In Yang Guo's words, this man was like a telegraph pole. There is a depression the size of a vinegar dish on the forehead, which looks very frightening.

Huang Yaoshi once mentioned to Guo Jing and Huang Rong that there is a peculiar kung fu in the Tantric School of the Western Regions. When it is practiced to the extreme, the forehead will be slightly sunken, which is very similar to the bamboo pole monk in front of him.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong looked at each other with a look of extreme apprehension, and they couldn't help but secretly be on guard.

Guo Jing said: "The so-called invitation is worse than meeting by chance. Since everyone has caught up, let's come in and have a few drinks!"

When they came to the villa, Zhuang Ding had already cleared out an empty table, Huo Dou and others sat down one after another, while the other soldiers stood neatly at the door.

Huo Dou immediately stood up again and said: "Master, let me introduce to you two famous heroes in the Central Plains martial arts!"

The monk nodded slightly, but his eyes were still slightly closed, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Huo Dou pointed to Guo Jing and said: "This Guo Jing, the hero Guo, was the Marshal of our Mongolian Western Political Right Army in the early years, and this Mrs. Guo is the leader of the largest gang of beggars in the Central Plains! Leader Huang."

The monk heard that Guo Jing had been the Marshal of Mongolia, he seemed very surprised, his eyes widened and he glanced at Guo Jing, then he closed his eyes again. As for Huang Rong, he didn't even glance at him.

Huo Dou raised his voice and continued: "This is my benefactor, a Mongolian holy monk, XZ Renzun called Jinlun Dharma King, and was named the 'First Protector of the Country' by the Mongolian Queen."

Hearing this, all the knights looked dignified. They were discussing how to fight against the Mongolian army, but they never expected that there would be a Mongolian protector.

Hong Qigong, who seemed to never have enough to eat, suddenly stopped at this moment, and turned his eyes to look at Jinlun Fawang.

"Mongolian holy monk? Jinlun national teacher? Guo'er once said that the patriarch of the five ugliness in Tibet is called Jinlun Fawang. Could it be that this man came to avenge those five scum!"

Guo Jing didn't know their purpose, so he raised his glass and said, "Everyone, please drink a few more glasses!"

Huo Dou was personable, raised his glass to toast, but everyone knew that he was a Mongolian, so no one wanted to pay attention to him, except Guo Jing who drank two glasses with him.

Putting down the wine glass, Huo Dou flicked his folding fan, there was actually a peony painted on the fan, the peony flower was lifelike and extremely extraordinary.

"Such a grand event is really rare. Although our master and apprentice have not received any invitations for heroes, but thinking that there are heroes from all over the world gathered here today, we are so old-fashioned to join in the fun. Xiao Wang suggested that we should elect a martial arts leader to lead the heroes from now on. How do you all feel?"

A strong man got up and said: "Your Excellency is very true, but we have already elected Hong Qigong, senior Hong, as the leader of the alliance, and now we are electing the deputy leader of the alliance. Do you have any advice?"

Huo Dou sneered and said: "Hong Qigong is old and in his twilight years, he can't tell when he will turn into a handful of loess. At that time, won't he have to re-elect the leader?"

Lu Youjiao yelled angrily: "You bastard, you dare to insult old gang leader Hong, do you think you are invincible?"

Huo Dou didn't take Lu Youjiao seriously at all, and said: "Even if Hong Qigong is old, how can he compare with my master Jinlun Fawang in terms of his martial arts experience? Heroes, listen up, Xiao Wang It is not arrogance, what Xiao Wang said is the truth, there is no one who can be the leader of the martial arts world today, except my master Jinlun Fawang!"

As soon as these words came out, Huo Dou's wolf wildness became clear, and all the heroes in the world also understood that this group of Mongols came to grab the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance. , and definitely not Senior Hong's opponent.

At this time, Yang Guo suddenly burst out laughing, he patted the table while laughing, everyone didn't understand what was going on with this kid, they all turned their heads to stare at Yang Guo.

Yang Guo smiled and said, "Why are you looking at me? What is the name of this hero, Xiao Wang? His joke just now was so funny, why didn't everyone laugh?"

The heroes were puzzled, when did this prince Huo Dou tell a joke, did this young man drink too much and went crazy.

Yang Guo stopped laughing and said, "Heroes really don't understand humor at all, this little king..."

Huo Dou said angrily with a dark face: "I am a prince, not a little bastard!"

"Okay, okay, a prince is a prince! You just said that your master is not as good as Senior Hong, isn't that a joke?"

"This is a fact, where is it a joke?"

Yang Guo laughed again: "You really have a good plan. The world knows that Senior Hong's martial arts are world-renowned, and he has been famous for a long time. He has participated in Huashan Sword Discussion twice, and he was awarded the title of Five Masters. And your master, even though he is a Mongolian Master, but in our Central Plains martial arts world, his qualifications are not as loud as a bandit and robber. I am afraid that when Senior Hong was roaming the rivers and lakes, your master was still wearing crotch pants, but now you brazenly compare your master with Senior Hong. Isn't it a big joke?"

Hearing the words, all the heroes in the world suddenly felt that what Yang Guo said was very reasonable, and they all gave Yang Guo a thumbs up.

　I started to think about calling Jinlun "Jinlun Guoshi" according to the new revised version, but I always feel that it is not as domineering as the original version of "Jinlun Fawang". Anyway, our book does not involve Mr. Jin's religion or nationality For issues such as ah and discrimination or discrimination, simply use "Golden Wheel Fawang" and forget it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)