The person holding Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing's shoulders was none other than Jin Lun Dharma King.
Although he didn't pay much attention just now, when he saw a group of Mongolian officers and soldiers rushing towards him, he quickly glanced around the store with his peripheral vision. Seeing that the two people looked panicked and almost wanted to run away, he guessed that they were not dealing with this group of Mongolian soldiers. .
At that moment, he no longer hesitated and took action to restrain the two of them. As soon as he met the Dharma King, he saw that the two of them looked familiar, but for a moment he couldn't think of where he had seen them before.
This led to the previous question.
Not as calm as Jinlun Dharma King, Brother Yin and Zhao looked at the Mongolian officers and soldiers who were getting closer and closer, their expressions had become extremely ugly. This time they were not far away from the Chongyang Palace. As long as they could escape, they would be able to escape. Go back to the mountain and ask for help.
At that moment, the two people quickly turned their heads and looked at each other. They both saw the determination in each other's eyes. They nodded without hesitation. They pulled out the swords at their waists with a swipe. The two swords came out at the same time, stabbing left and right. He wanted to force him back and break out of the way.
But who is Jin Lun Dharma King? That was a great master of the current generation. His internal strength was only inferior to that of Lao Wujue and Zhou Botong, and a few points higher than the current Guo Jingshi. These were the words of the original book, and they cannot be false.
The two swords were sharp and fast, piercing the Dharma King's waist from both sides, but he did not dodge. He moved his hands from their shoulders and quickly grabbed their elbows. The huge force actually forced their arms to He couldn't move any more, and the sword naturally stopped in mid-air.
With a laugh, the inner strength of His Holiness's right hand collapsed and spread to Zhao Zhijing's right arm. Zhao Zhijing felt his right arm shake violently, and half of his chest felt hot. With a clang, the long sword dropped from his hand and fell to the ground.
Yin Zhiping learned from Zhao Zhijing's mistakes and immediately used his strength to fight back. Unexpectedly, the Dharma King's internal strength was both strong and soft. With a click, the long sword broke from the break, leaving only half of the sword in his hand.
Seeing that the two people looked miserable at this time, the Dharma King parted his hands and put them on the shoulders of Yin and Zhao again. He smiled and said, "You two don't know each other, why do you need to use force? With such skills, you are already the first-class swordsman in China." , how about please sit down and talk?”
He didn't strike with any force, but he put his hands together so casually, and the two were unable to dodge. They felt a thousand pounds of force pressing down on their shoulders, which was extremely heavy. Only the internal strength of his quick luck could resist him, so how could he dare to answer? I'm afraid that if I open my mouth and loosen my breath, all the bones from the shoulders to the waist will be crushed by the Dharma King.
At this time, the Mongolian officers and soldiers who rushed in were already surrounded. The leading general was from a thousand households. He knew that the Dharma King was the Mongolian protector of the country. Kublai Khan, the four kings, treated him with great respect. He immediately stepped forward to salute and said, "Master of the country." , these two Taoists stole the army horses and beat the officers and soldiers, Master Domeng took action..."
Before he finished speaking, he looked at Yin Zhiping several times and suddenly asked, "Is this Master Yin Zhiping Yin?"
Yin Zhiping nodded, feeling strange that he didn't recognize who that person was.
Seeing this, His Holiness loosened the hand on his shoulder slightly and reduced the pressure slightly, thinking, "These two Taoist priests are only about forty years old. It is not easy for them to have such pure internal skills."
The Mongolian Qianhu smiled and said, "Don't Master Yin recognize me? Nineteen years ago, we roasted yellow sheep together in the Huazizm Desert. My name is Sado."
Yin Zhiping took a closer look, suddenly feeling confused, and said happily, "Ah! Not bad, not bad! You have a big beard now, and I couldn't recognize it for a moment!"
Sado smiled and said, "The villain has traveled tens of thousands of miles from east to west, north and south, and his hair and beard have turned gray. The Taoist master's appearance has not changed much. No wonder the Great Khan said that you monks are all gods."
After speaking, he turned to Fa Wang and said, "Master Guo, this Taoist has been to the Western Regions before. He was invited by the Great Khan. It seems that he is one of his own."
The Dharma King nodded when he heard this, and then he took his hands off their shoulders.
At that time, Genghis Khan invited Qiu Chuji to the Western Regions to meet him and consult him on the art of longevity. Qiu Chuji traveled thousands of miles to the west, bringing with him 19 disciples. Yin Zhiping was the eldest disciple, and he was at ease among them.
Genghis Khan sent 200 troops and horses to protect Qiu Chuji and others. At that time, Sado was just a soldier and was among the 200 people, so he knew Yin Zhiping.
Later, he fought in various places for twenty years and was promoted to a thousand households through his meritorious service. Unexpectedly, he suddenly met him here. He was extremely happy. He immediately ordered the waiters in the tea shop to prepare wine and meals while he sat in the last seat to accompany him. He showed great respect to Yin Zhiping.
The incident of stealing a horse and beating an official just happened, so Sado laughed it off. He asked Qiu Chuji and the other eighteen disciples if they were okay. Talking about the old things from his youth, he couldn't help but feel quite sad and proud.
King Jinlun had also heard of Qiu Chuji and knew that he was the best master of the Quanzhen Sect. Seeing that Yin and Zhao were not weak in martial arts, he thought that the Quanzhen Sect's swordsmanship and internal skills were indeed well-deserved, and he was lucky enough to receive one this time. If you take action, you will have the upper hand. Otherwise, if you really do it, it will take twenty or thirty moves to win.
Otherwise, Dharma King's actual combat ability is worrying. Even a third-generation disciple would feel that it would take twenty or thirty moves to win. If Dong Zhang were here, he would have to laugh at him.
Qiu Chuji couldn't survive more than ten moves in Huang Yaoshi's hands, let alone his disciples and grandsons.
Not long after, the waiter in the store cleared the messy table again and served a table of good food. Everyone was a bold man, and they were enjoying their meal. On a whim, Sado asked, "Taoist Master Yin, have you seen us?" The Fourth Prince?"
Yin Zhiping shook his head hesitantly.
Sado said, "Prince Kublai Khan is the fourth son of the four great kings of Tuo Lei. He is wise and kind, and is supported by everyone in the army. The young general is about to report the military situation. If the two Taoists have nothing important to do, please go with him." How was the first meeting?"
Yin Zhiping was absent-minded and shook his head again. Zhao Zhijing thought about it and asked Fa Wang, "Master, are you also going to pay homage to the Fourth Prince?"
Jinlun Dharma King squinted at Zhao Zhijing and said, "Lao Na just came out from the prince's place. This time I was ordered to go to Zhongnan Mountain to hold a demon-slaying conference."
"Demon-slaying conference?" Yin and Zhao said in unison.
"Yes." The Dharma King nodded, glanced at Sado next to him, and said, "This is what the Fourth Prince set up against the devil Dongzhang. This man has been endangering the world for a long time and has a great reputation. The king's move is for the sake of the world." Get rid of harm.”
The King of Dharma spoke in a high-sounding way. In his words, Kublai Khan, the Mongolian army, actually became the peace messenger who maintained the stability of the world, while Dongzhang became the big devil who harmed the world and was punished by everyone.
Hearing the word "Dongzhang", Yin and Zhao felt their hearts skip a beat and looked at each other. Zhao Zhijing stroked his beard and laughed, saying, "That's really a great thing. What the Fourth Prince did is really good news to people in the world. The evil Dongzhang acted like this." He is arrogant and overbearing, and we, the Quanzhen Sect, have been seeing trouble with him for a long time."
After speaking, he glanced at Yin Zhiping, who had a gloomy expression, and said, "Besides, our Junior Brother Yin has taken great care of him! I must be still feeling a dull pain in my heart now."
The last sentence was even more prolonged, and anyone could hear the strangeness in the words.
The Dharma King's face was startled, and he said calmly, "Oh~ Brother Yin also has a grudge against that Dongzhang?"
Being pushed out by his senior brother and brought to the center of the topic, Yin Zhiping looked extremely embarrassed and said, "It's not a big hatred, it's just a small festival."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Zhijing said in a strange tone, "Is that so? Junior Brother Yin, how can I remember that he almost killed you that day?"
"Brother!
"Yin Zhiping didn't want to mention this nonsense, but Zhao Zhijing mentioned it again and again, making Yin Zhiping feel uncomfortable.
Zhao Zhijing could naturally see that he coveted the little dragon girl at a glance. None of the disciples and uncles in the sect understood this. This was a violation of the sect rules. He could also see the clues as to why Dong Zhang beat him that day. This was not It was an innocent beating, but it was his own dishonesty that made Dong Zhang suddenly take action.
As an admirer of Xiao Longnu, he could certainly see that the cold girl's heart had long been attached to Dongzhang. He could not mistake that look in her eyes. It was a concrete expression of loving someone. They were both talented and beautiful, Dongzhang was old. A round younger than himself, he is already a well-known figure in the martial arts world, but this is just wishful thinking.
He had already given up on Xiao Longnu during the Battle of Heartless Valley, so he naturally didn't want to mention her anymore. Naturally, he hated Dongzhang in his heart. After all, he was humiliated by him in front of his sweetheart. No man can tolerate this, and Yin Zhiping is no exception.
But so what? If you are weaker than others, you will only get beaten. This is an ironclad fact in the world.
As a human spirit, Jinlun Dharma King naturally saw Yin Zhiping's expression in his eyes. He thought to himself, "Quanzhen Sect is a major sect in the Central Plains martial arts. It would be amazing if they could win over the help of Mongolia." It’s a good thing, and I’ll give you an explanation when I meet the prince in the future.”
With such a change of thought, he expressed his sincere acceptance of Yin and Zhao in his words.
Said: "Since we all have a common enemy, it's easy to talk about it, Brother Yin! I know a little bit about Dongzhang when I ask myself. He is a lawless and arrogant boy! Don't be afraid! I am on your side to support you. From now on All the heroes gathered in Zhongnan Mountain to discuss how to defeat the devil Dongzhang. As the host of Zhongnan Mountain, you must also contribute to the Jianghu, what do you think?"
King Dharma's words have been spoken to this extent, how can Yin and Zhao still not know what they mean? Zhao Zhijing readily agreed and said with a smile, "Okay! I, Zhao, can count on me to defeat this devil!"
After speaking, he looked at Yin Zhiping, who had not moved at all. His Holiness also glanced at the hesitant Yin Zhiping, with a faint sense of oppression in his aura.
Being watched by everyone at the table at the same time, one can imagine the pressure Yin Zhiping felt at this time. Fine beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead, and his heart was in a mess. The beauty in white flashed in his mind, and her smiles It was all deeply imprinted in my mind, and finally the figure in gray clothes flashed out again, and the embarrassing scene of being kicked over by him that day reappeared in my mind one by one.
Gritting his teeth, Yin Zhiping felt hard and said, "National Master, when will this demon-slaying conference start?"
With a silent smile, Jinlun Dharma King raised his head and drank a bowl of wine in one gulp, saying, "Three months later."
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