Yujing city.
Jingshan garden, Dongcheng District.
In a small pavilion surrounded by green, fourteen figures are taking a nap and chatting.
These 14 figures include men and women, old and young. The oldest one is old and young. His real age is afraid to be more than 80, while the youngest one is a 15-year-old girl with a ponytail and looks lively and lovely.
Among the 14 people, only six are really sitting, and the other eight serve around. However, among the six people, there is a young girl, which shows her extraordinary status.
"Gu Lao, it has been ten days since this Xinghe battle. Although we have made full preparations in advance, the disputes and chaos caused by the nine Xinghe orders have still caused tens of thousands of innocent casualties. In particular, in order to snatch the Xinghe order held by Jiangnan Wang Shi, the black crow mercenary regiment did not hesitate to use taboo weapons and cover it with long-range artillery It was a terrible scene, like a war. More than 1300 people died in that war alone. Even Wang Shichu, the peak master of Jiangnan, was not spared under the attack of gunfire... "
At the moment, a man of about forty was talking with the old man.
Judging from his address to the old man, it is not difficult to judge where he is at this moment. In front of him is the ancient martial saint of the whole Xia Yu country, which is like a sea god needle. Gu Xuanji, the incomparable and prestigious Taishan Beidou, is used in the martial arts industry.
The man who talked with him on an equal footing was also famous all over the world. Coupled with the respectful appearance of the central Wang jiangdaosheng present, his identity as the president of the Wushu Association, Wu Shengjiang Chuan, was ready to come out.
"Xinghe order has less than one session. There are only nine in this session and only six in the next session. No wonder all martial artists are more and more crazy. There is nothing to do..."
Gu Xuanji was equally worried about the situation and was at a loss.
"The most terrible thing is the blood dragon hall hidden in the dark. After continuous investigation of the holy Tao these days, we have obtained amazing inside information. The master of the blood dragon hall, Tang Lifan, doesn't say that there are still 12 strong masters under his seat, including xuanyuanleng, Tan's former site and Fang Yidao. As for martial arts masters, there are zero, no less than 100. We are martial arts masters Although the martial arts association is any official force that governs the ancient martial arts world and nominally has 33 masters and 284 martial arts masters, more than 60% of these masters and martial arts masters are just under the martial arts association and do not really join our Martial Arts Association. The masters and martial arts masters that the martial Arts Association can use have no advantage compared with the blood dragon Hall... "
"Blood dragon Hall... I've heard that Tang liaofan is also a top person with amazing talent. He is less than 50 years old and is at the real peak. He has been inherited from the ancient dragon boxing of Dong daoyang, the martial saint who entered Kunwu Wonderland three times. The ancient dragon boxing and void collapse boxing are the first divine boxing of Xia Yu country, and the void collapse boxing can't match in the grand trend Gulong boxing is shoulder to shoulder. With this boxing, even if I am still young, I may not be sure of winning him. "
Gu Xuanji nodded.
Sitting in the Zijin Pavilion of Yujing mountain, he knows the whole ancient martial arts world like the back of his hand, and the news channel is not inferior to Jiangchuan, the general president of the martial arts association.
"Lao Gu is modest. If he can return to the peak and subdue Tang fan with his means and all kinds of supreme magic skills, it will be easy. In fact, I came to visit Lao Gu this time to invite him to visit Kunwu mountain. The blood dragon hall has a great plot, and I can't bear it. I will launch it the day before the Kunwu Wonderland in Kunwu mountain. At that time, there will be one Inadvertently, it will be a catastrophe for our ancient martial arts community. Only if Gu Lao goes and sits in Kunwu mountain, can we frighten all Xiaoxiao and make them dare not move. "
Jiangchuan said humbly, his posture was very low.
"Jiangchuan, you don't have to wear a high hat for me. I'm old and I still have a few percent of my accomplishments. I know that even if I go to Kunwu mountain, I can only get in the way. Moreover, I don't intend to compete for anything in this Xinghe battle. I'm satisfied to have a Xinghe order and send the Xiaoqin to Kunwu Wonderland."
Gu Lao said, glancing at the horsetail girl sitting next to him.
"Grandpa, you are not old. According to my opinion, Grandpa, you can live for at least 30 years. In these 30 years, I will get a life prolonging elixir for Grandpa among the great forces in Kunwu Wonderland, so that you can live another 100 years."
The girl said sweetly, her voice was crisp and pleasant, as beautiful as a piano.
"Hehe, qin'er, it's enough for you to have this heart. How precious is the elixir to prolong your life for a hundred years? Even if your talent is unprecedented and it's easy to join any great power, you still can't catch those top people giving such treasures. I just ask you to enter Kunwu strange land, practice well and become a real star refiner."
Gu Xuanji said this with a look of regret: "In those years, I was too impatient when I was promoted to star refiner. Before my foundation reached the promotion standard, I rashly set up a Dharma array to draw star power. I wanted to break the limit of the human body. Finally, my body nearly collapsed because I couldn't bear the star power poured in... Although I saved my life with the help of the teacher, I didn't get to the Star Avenue... This is a pity of my life..."
"Boss Gu can rest assured that niece Gu Qin is a rare genius with a talent of 10 once in a thousand years in Xia Yu junior high school. It's easy to break the limits of the human body with the power of stars and become a real star refiner. When she enters Kunwu Wonderland this time, you can hear the good news within six years."
Jiang Chuan smiled and agreed.
Although they are both martial saints, and Jiang Chuan, as the president of the general association of martial arts, is young and strong, and their cultivation is still above Gu Xuanji, they have always positioned themselves as a younger generation in their conversation with him.
This is not only respecting the old and loving the young, but also Gu's contribution to the martial arts circle of Xia Yu state and his rich and valuable experience.
Had it not been for Gu Lao, the government of the state of Xia Yu would have taken the suppression of martial arts as the first national policy so far. For a long time, not only the national strength of the state of Xia Yu would be seriously affected, but also the martial arts industry would be seriously injured in the face of being annexed by the surrounding countries. Since then, it has not been able to survive in Kunwu Wonderland.
"No more, Jiangchuan, I don't intend to move any more. However, there is a group army at the foot of Kunwu mountain. I can give you the transfer order of that group army. You can decide as appropriate..."
"This..."
Jiangchuan was in a dilemma for a time.
Once he really mobilizes the group army to deal with the martial artists in Kunwu mountain... He will inevitably become a sinner in the whole ancient martial world and be hostile and despised by all martial artists
Looking at Gu Xuanji, who seemed unwilling to ask about the matter again, Jiang Chuan couldn't help sighing.
It seems that the plan of uniting with Gu and fighting against the blood dragon hall with the help of Gu's appeal is difficult to implement.
At this time, Jiang Dongliu, standing behind Jiang Daosheng, suddenly glanced at his mobile phone and changed his face after seeing the message clearly.
"Huh?"
Gu Xuanji was very sensitive. He noticed the abnormality at the first time: "nephew Jiang Xianji, but what happened? You might as well say it and let us listen."
Jiang Dongliu glanced at the river and nodded when it was too small to check. Then he said, "we just got a message that Ding Peng, the martial saint who has been known as the invincible king of the underground world for more than 20 years, was killed."
"Ding Peng?"
"Killed?"
Gu, who was still listening to strange news, was stunned when Jiang Dongliu said the news.
Even Jiangchuan and jiangdaosheng, the famous peak figures in the martial arts field, were stunned on the spot.
"Ding Peng? Was killed?"
After a while, Jiangchuan asked again.
Although he knew very well that Jiang Dongliu could never joke at such an important moment, the impact of the news was so strong that even Jiang Chuan, the president of the martial arts association, was still unbelievable and had to ask for confirmation a second time.
"This is a message jointly sent by President Han Wuye of green province and President Tian Bufeng of Guangyuan Province..."
Jiang Dongliu tried his best to make a calm response.
"This... How could this be possible... Ding Peng is a real underground king and an invincible martial saint. If he fights for life and death, even I am not sure of winning... Such an invincible king who has been famous for decades will be killed in this star river battle?"
Gu Xuanji took a look at Jiang Chuan, who had lost his temper, and the calm that had been hanging on his face dissipated.
"King City!?"
While Jiang Daosheng, the central king, was shocked for a moment, but an uncontrollable figure appeared in his mind.
At dawn that day, a young figure like a butcher of chickens and dogs suddenly blurted out: "the King City killed Ding Peng!"
Jiang Dongliu looked at his father in surprise, and then nodded: "it's the King City!"
"King City?"
Gu Xuanji was obviously unfamiliar with the name.
Jiang Chuan was the first to think of the matter about the Xinghe order that Jiang Daosheng said to him a few days ago, and immediately took a breath of air-conditioning: "it's him... It's really a terrible thing for later generations..."
"What is sacred about this King City..."
Gu Xuanji changed his previous calm and took the initiative to ask questions.
"Wang Cheng, Gu Lao may feel strange to say that he is the King City. If he said that six years ago, one person had a sword and the God of the North moon sword across the world, Gu Lao must still have an impression?"
"Is that him?"
Gu Xuanji was stunned: "is he not dead?"
Jiang Chuan nodded comprehensively to Gu Xuanji's response: "everyone thought he was dead, even the genius Lord Bai Daosheng who killed him himself was no exception, but... Facts have proved that he is alive and well now, killing Ding Peng... His cultivation is more terrible than six years ago..."
"North moon sword God xuantianzhan..."
The lively and lovely girl with ponytail opened her eyes when she heard the name.
"He's not dead... His talent is too poor. If someone still obstructs him, he still can't set foot in that world in this Kunwu Wonderland..."
Gu Xuanji readjusted his mood and fell into meditation.
After a while, he said to Jiang Chuan, "this time, he has entered Kunwu Wonderland, that's all. If he still hasn't entered Kunwu Wonderland... You can ask someone to bring him to me..."
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(well, reduce the shock of passers-by!)