crossing with green hills

"Xianjun will spread the martial arts on the green mountains and spread the word to the world."

As soon as this news came out, it was like Mount Tai colliding with the East China Sea, setting off turbulent waves in the entire rivers and lakes.

It was so powerful that it quickly spread throughout the world with lightning speed.

Streets and alleys, temples and courts, deep mountains and old forests, great schools of rivers and lakes...

Western Regions, East China Sea, Northern Desert, Southern Border...

No matter if they are people from the martial arts world, or court generals, no matter if they are people from Dazhou, or foreigners, or even some well-informed and far-sighted common people, or members of the Zhao clan who are trying to make a comeback.

Everyone is talking about it.

There was a lot of enthusiasm.

Inside the restaurant

"Are you saying that this matter is true?" Someone mentioned Xianjun's preaching, and some were skeptical.

After all, that fairy's status in the arena is too detached, and he has not set foot in the arena for many years, and only lives on the green hill of Taihu Lake.

Now, they want to open the door of convenience and spread martial arts.

It happened suddenly and shockingly. There are not a few people like this who have doubts.

"Let me ask you, is this incident uploaded from the Hero Conference?"

The person who ate at the same table comfortably drank the wine in the glass, looked at the distressed companion, and asked.

At the same time, other people in the restaurant also raised their ears, and they also heard about this incident.

Now, would like to hear other people's views.

"Yes!"

"Let me ask you again, did Guo Jing and Daxia Guo say this himself?"

"It is indeed from the mouth of Guo Daxia."

"Guo Daxia is honest and upright, is there any guarantee for his character?"

"Guo Daxia must do what he says, and his character has nothing to say."

"Then what questions do you have about this?"

"This..." The man was taken aback by the words, and suddenly turned around.

"Thank you!"

The doubts disappeared, the man immediately left the restaurant without even eating, and rode a fast horse towards Taihu Lake.

The person at the same table was about to raise the wine glass and put it to his mouth, when he suddenly stopped, his eyes turned around indiscriminately, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he secretly picked up the long knife placed on the edge of the table, and with the fastest movement in his life, Speed ​​up and run towards the door.

After successfully exiting the restaurant, he performed his lightness kung fu and started running in a hurry, followed by the shopkeeper and the waiter of the inn.

"Guest officer, your bill hasn't been settled yet!"

After a while, the only remaining fat man, panting, watched the swordsman stepping on the blue tiles of the eaves and disappearing.

He stomped his feet indignantly, shaking the stones on the ground, "Boy, don't think that being able to kung fu is a big deal. I'm going to go to Qingshan, and when I learn the peerless martial arts, I will definitely dump you, a free-living scum." Eight dollars."

He was also listening not far away, knowing the news of Xianjun's preaching, he was hesitant at first, but now he is determined.

Let this gang of martial arts people continue to eat, let alone open a chain of inns, and even the first Yuelai Inn that I have devoted my heart and soul to can't keep it.

So he decided to learn martial arts, and if he dares to have a guest who eats Bawang's meal, he will definitely make him pay a heavy price.

So, I went back and bought a carriage, prepared enough dry food to satisfy my hunger, and headed towards Daqingshan.

……

On the top of Mount Hua, Hong Qigong, who finished his last meal of charcoal-grilled centipedes, used his lightness kung fu and jumped down the mountain.

In a certain ancient temple deep in the mountains, Master Yideng finished his morning class for a day, took a fisherman and a woodcutter to read the four disciples, and left the mountain.

In the misty and rainy land in the south of the Yangtze River, Yaoshi Dongxiehuang is near the water tower, rents a small boat, plays the flute and floats across the lake, heading towards the green hills.

In the Shaolin Temple of Songshan Mountain, the Doujiu monk who stepped into the half-step innate realm, dragged his old body, and led a group of carefully selected disciples to set foot in the rivers and lakes again.

Lin'an, Ouchi Imperial Palace

Imperial study room

Yang Kang, dressed in a coiled dragon costume, sat at the head, stamped a big seal on a handwritten imperial decree, and sent his servants to deliver the decree.

After getting up, he looked at the direction of Taihu Lake through the window, his eyes were dark and deep, and there was a faint flash of light.

An hour later, a team of thousands of people rode fast horses, rushed out of Lin'an City, and headed towards Wuxi.

……

Scenes like this are happening all over the place.

Like a river flowing into the sea, the entire river and lake are swarming towards Daqingshan.

Want to get a head start.

……

Thousands of miles of blue sky and a round moon, the third watch snow waves Taihu spring.

If you teach to pass by here in the daytime, you will not see thousands of hectares of newly melted silver.

The entire Taihu Lake is covered with mist and sparkling waves, and a round of full moon shines brightly, and thick clouds and mists cover one area of ​​the world.

It even hides a big mountain not far away.

at this time!

Seven days have passed since the original Hero Conference.

Daqingshan has a radius of several miles, with hundreds of boats vying for the flow, full of ships of all sizes.

It was densely packed and full of voices.

At the moment, it is several times busier than the busiest river terminal.

Everyone is discussing and waiting quietly.