There was so much movement in Guishan, how could it be that only the four evil men were seeing it?
In Xiaowang Village alone, the visitors coming from the north and south are closer to Nanshan. When Nanshan was crumbling, countless people in the village unconsciously trembled with their legs and screamed in shock.
Faced with such a situation, even though these Jianghu people thought they were well-informed, they couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
Fortunately, this situation did not last for too long. In just one or two breaths, the huge Nanshan collapsed suddenly, like a long dragon lying on its side in the world, and no one was harmed from the beginning to the end!
When the man of God rode the green dragon and appeared on the top of the mountain, everyone in Xiaowang Village fell to their knees again.
Even the clan elder named Wang, who was as angry as an old lion before, could not help but weaken his knees when he saw Yuan Sheng riding the dragon out.
There are many people like clan elders in Xiaowang Village. If someone were to observe carefully, they would see that most of the people kneeling on their knees are members of the family named Wang in the village?
Naturally, others don't know that many villagers in Xiaowang Village are quite guilty, but the recent benefits have made most people in Xiaowang Village subconsciously forget about Wang Qi's family affairs.
At this moment, the scene of Yuan Sheng riding a dragon out of the mountain fell in the eyes of the people of Xiaowang Village. The people in the village were frightened and worried that the god on the mountain was about to ride a dragon down the mountain, making the people of Xiaowang Village face the guilt of the past.
Obviously, no one in Xiaowang Village was injured during the collapse of Nanshan, but everyone in Xiaowang Village had earth-colored faces, which seemed quite ridiculous.
When Nanshan collapsed, Huo County, a hundred and forty miles away, naturally felt something. In a teahouse outside the city of Huo County, a handsome and burly man could be vaguely seen accompanying a middle-aged man with a beard.
This strong man and middle-aged man with a beard looked far into the distance as they swayed in the Nanshan Mountains.
Although we are hundreds of miles apart, the people in the rivers and lakes have good ears and eyesight, and the sky is clear and clear today, but it seems that there is something going on in the mountains.
When these two people saw the real scene of earth collapsing and mountains destroyed, their eyes couldn't help but become distracted. When he looked at the man of God riding a dragon in the direction of Nanshan, his eyes once again looked a bit startled and envy.
If there were other well-informed people standing in front of these two people, they would be able to recognize their identities at a glance.
This handsome and burly man is Qiao Feng, the direct disciple of Wang Jiantong, the current leader of the Beggar Clan.
As for the man with a beard and a wild look, he is the eighth generation leader of the Beggar Clan, the 'Sword Beard' Wang Jiantong!
I'm afraid no one knows that Qiao Feng, a disciple of Wang Jiantong, the Beggar Gang's "Jianbeard", also came to this place near Guishan.
It's just that the two of them seemed to have arrived outside Huo County not long ago, and it was more like a temporary rest in this tea shop. It was such a coincidence that even though they were more than a hundred miles apart, the two of them also saw the god in the mountain falling over the mountain and riding on the dragon!
After a long while, the handsome and burly young man suddenly spoke.
"Master, I have the Twenty-Eight Dragon-Subduing Palms in my gang, and the God-Man rides on the great blue dragon!"
"If my disciple masters the Twenty-eight Dragon Subduing Palms to a very high level, can I possibly be able to restrain that big green dragon from the god on the mountain?"
Unlike others who would feel apprehensive when seeing such a terrifying landscape in the mountains, when Qiao Feng opened his mouth, he could only see a serious look on his face and a longing look in his eyes!
It was obviously just such ordinary words, but when it came out of Qiao Feng's mouth, it was full of arrogance that he wanted to compete with God.
At this time, Qiao Feng was only twenty years old. It was the time when martial arts was making rapid progress, and he was still at the age of a newborn calf.
Qiao Feng is extremely talented and is a true martial arts wizard. Even in a Beggar Clan that numbered 100,000 people, Wang Jiantong had never seen a martial arts prodigy like his disciple.
What only Wang Jiantong knew was that Qiao Feng had now mastered the twelve main meridians, opened the Ren and Du meridians, and even continued to improve his martial arts.
At this time, Qiao Feng was only twenty years old!
However, at the age of twenty, he opened the second branch of Du, opened the gate of heaven and earth, cultivated the true energy in his body, and even continued to be brave and diligent. If ordinary people in the world were to hear this, they would only be filled with envy in their hearts.
You must know that even if you come from a famous family in the world, being able to become the governor of the second line at the age of thirty is already a first-class talent, and it is enough to train as the next head.
Qiao Feng was only twenty years old, and his martial arts attainments had reached such a level that he would be able to boast in the world that would shock the past and present!
But Wang Jiantong knew even more that if the Beggar Clan's martial arts had not reached its upper limit, he even felt that his disciple might be able to cultivate his martial arts to the point where he could reach the level of creation.
This was not the opinion of Wang Jiantong's family. Over the years, he had also visited his former friends and realized from the insinuations made by Abbot Xuanci that his disciple should be a unique martial arts prodigy!
If others have such high martial arts talent and attainments, Wang Jiantong would be happy to have someone succeed him.
However, Wang Jiantong himself was a participant in the Yanmen Pass foreign affairs twenty years ago, and knew Qiao Feng's origins. He was very wary of Qiao Feng when he was alone, and he was often troubled and relieved in his heart.
He was upset that he shouldn't have taught Qiao Feng the Twenty-Eight Dragon Subduing Palms like this, but he was relieved that Qiao Feng was a generous and open-minded person with a more innocent heart.
Wang Jiantong often thought that if such a person was not a Khitan, he would be able to smile after handing the Beggar Gang into his hands!
At this moment, listening to the words of the handsome and burly young man beside him, Wang Jiantong sighed again.
How come such a good man with such lofty ideals is a Khitan?
"Master?"
When Qiao Feng saw the giant green dragon on the mountain carrying the man of god and leaving, he felt extremely excited in his heart. After not hearing his master's reply for a while, Qiao Feng quickly turned his attention to his master.
Seeing that Wang Jiantong was fine, Qiao Feng also breathed a sigh of relief.
This is not because Qiao Feng is making a fuss, but because Qiao Feng knows in his heart that his martial arts attainments have surpassed that of his master!
After all, my master is getting older, and his true energy is becoming more and more refined with age. But Qiao Feng himself, in addition to the Ren and Du two meridians, also has Kaiyang Wei meridians and Yang Qiao meridians. His true energy has already surpassed that of his master, but it's just not as pure as Wang Jingtong Jingjing!
Even with his level of martial arts skills, seeing the scene on the mountain made him feel shaken, and he felt like he was out of breath. Naturally, Qiao Feng would be worried about his master.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"
"It's just that after seeing such a terrifying scene and seeing the magical powers of gods and men, I really can't calm down."
Complexity flashed across Wang Jiantong's eyes, and when he saw the god in the mountain disappearing again, Wang Jiantong's eyes also shone with surprise.
The two of them were a hundred and four miles away from the Nanshan Mountain. Even if they had good ears and eyesight, the scenery in the mountain was still blurry, and the shock was less than that.
"As for my Beggar Clan's Twenty-eight Dragon Subduing Palms..."
Wang Jiantong thought about Qiao Feng's words and pondered for a moment before responding.
"Although the Twenty-eight Dragon Subduing Palms are said to have the power to subdue dragons, my disciple, you also know that people in our Beggar Clan often call snakes little dragons."
"My first leader of the Beggar Clan once fought and killed a giant python that was nearly three feet tall in an unknown valley. He swallowed the gall bladder of the giant python. Not only did his physical strength improve greatly, he also gained wisdom. Looking back on the process of fighting the giant python , I realized this extremely powerful Dragon Subduing Palm in one day."
"The disciple has great ambitions and pride, and he is also happy to be the teacher."
"If my disciple one day masters my Beggar Clan's Twenty-Eight Dragon-Subduing Palms to the point where I can join in creation, I hope that I will not forget my original intention today."
"One day, my disciples may go into the mountains to seek the god and have a fight with the giant green dragon that the god rides on!"
"At that time, we can let people in the world know that my Beggar Clan's Dragon Subduing Palm really has the power to subdue dragons!"
Wang Jiantong restrained his thoughts, or he was infected by Qiao Feng's arrogance. At this moment, Wang Jiantong also rarely felt a bit of arrogance.
There are dragon subduing palms in this world, but in this world there is no real dragon to fight against!
There are eight generations of gang leaders in this Beggar Clan. Since the first generation of gang leaders created the Dragon Subduing Palm, the eight generations of gang leaders have worked hard to condense the twenty-eight palms of the Dragon Subduing Palm. Even in today's arena, the Twenty-Eight Dragon Subduing Palms is a first-rate martial arts!
Seeing the green dragon in the mountain at this time, and listening to Qiao Feng's words, Wang Jiantong couldn't help but wonder whether his Beggar Gang's Dragon Subduing Palm really had the power to subdue dragons!
"good!"
"When my disciple has mastered the Dragon-Subduing Palm to the point of becoming a god, he will definitely enter the mountain. I will ask the god to sit down and fight against the big green dragon. I will fight for the unparalleled reputation of the Beggar Clan's Dragon-Subduing Palm!"
When Qiao Feng listened to his master Wang Jiantong's words, his face became more solemn and solemn, and his words became more heroic and ambitious.
Ordinary people can see the dragons and gods, but they are just worried, as if the sky is falling apart. Only the best man in the world, after seeing such a scene, not only did he not feel frightened, but he even became more ambitious!
"Let's go!"
"Now that we have seen the real dragon, there is no need to go any further. Just seeing it today is enough for me, master and disciple, to be deeply moved."
"The Khitan people know that a god has come to our land in the Xia Dynasty. Recently, the Liao Kingdom is about to move. We originally came here to watch the stars fall from the mountain. Now that we see the god traveling on a dragon from a distance, it is already a worthwhile trip."
Wang Jiantong saw the god in the mountain collapse on the mountain and then ride on the dragon to leave. When he felt emotional, he spoke slowly to Qiao Feng beside him.
"Then master, how about we compare our leg strength?"
"Let's see who can return to the main helm first, master or disciple. If master loses, he has to give the hidden good wine to his disciple!"
Qiao Feng had no doubts about Wang Jian's phone call, and he had no obsession with going into the mountain to take a look.
It was just a coincidence that the two of them came here to hunt down the Liao Kingdom, and Xixia's spies chased them here.
Now that they have arrived at the boundary of Guishan, the two of them naturally want to take a chance to see what a magnificent scene it is when the big star falls into the mountain that day.
Now that they can see the god and man riding a dragon in the mountain, and also see the light and shadow of the dragon in the mountain, both the master and the disciple have gained a lot.
The Dragon Subduing Palm may not look like a real dragon, the Dragon Subduing Palm is just a Python Subduing Palm!
After seeing Dalong today, both Qiao Feng and Wang Jiantong had a great understanding of the Dragon Subduing Palm. When the two of them digest this understanding, the Dragon Subduing Palm will only get better!
"My disciple is so ignorant. He is thinking about his master hiding the wine. He should be beaten!"
Wang Jiantong listened to Qiao Feng's words, saying that he should be beaten, but there was a lot of laughter and curses in his words.
In just a moment, there were two figures on the road outside the city of Huo County, laughing loudly and boldly.
Passers-by listened to the laughter, and then looked along the laughter, only to see two figures leaping three or five feet at a time, as if they were flying on grass.
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It has been six days since the great star of Zhu Xia fell into the world. Apart from these four evil men and the good men of the Beggar Clan, there is another old monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes in another village near Turtle Mountain.
The old monk was wearing a gray monk's robe. He always had a kind face when he saw people. He clasped his hands together and said Amitabha.
At first glance, this old monk seemed to be eighty or ninety years old. When he got closer and took a closer look, he felt that this old monk was clearly around fifty years old.
Such a magical scene fell into the eyes of others, and they only felt that their own eyesight was wrong.
But when the old monk opened his mouth, his voice had some unique magnetism. His voice seemed like the morning bells and evening drums in the temple, with its own charm of concentration and purity of mind.
Even the people who came and went in the village couldn't help but feel peaceful in their hearts when they saw the old monk, and they felt like putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately.
However, at this time, the old monk just sat at the entrance of the village in a daze. Especially when he saw the god in the mountain, the old monk's eyes were even more blank.
Faintly, one could only hear the old monk murmuring.
"Xianye?"
"Human?"
"God?"
