Where is the sword of the reborn eagle

After inquiring what he wanted to know, Guo Mo knew what he wanted to know, and he was still thinking about a plan for a while.

After all, "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng is also there, and there are two masked masters not inferior to him?

Although Guo Mo couldn't guess who it was for the time being, if all three of them were present, he might not be able to snatch Yang Guo back from them.

Guo Mo adjusted his breath for about two quarters of an hour in the posthouse, trying to keep himself in the best condition.

Then, ride the newly changed fast horse, follow the path, and make a detour to the Iron Spear Temple.

The Iron Spear Temple is located in the north of Jiaxing City. It was built to commemorate the famous general of the Five Dynasties, King Yanzhang of the Iron Spear.

Next to the Iron Spear Temple, there is also a tall tower with crows nesting on the top of the tower.

The local villagers said that the crows in the Iron Spear Temple are magic soldiers and generals, and there have been more and more crows over the years.

Two miles away, Guo Mo got off his horse, tied the horse to the woods beside the road, and rushed to the Iron Spear Temple alone.

Just walking forward, one mile away from Iron Spear Temple, I vaguely heard someone whispering on the opposite side.

Guo Mo hurriedly stepped aside, and after a while, he saw two people coming from the direction of Iron Spear Temple.

"Master, how do you think this little prince can treat us like this? After all, everyone has been with the sixth prince for so many years, is it really not as good as a new Taoist?"

"You still cover your face all day long, hiding your head and tail, looking shameful, bah—what is it!"

"Master Peng, don't get angry, let's take a salary as a job, that Taoist likes to show off, let him go out."

"This trip to the Great Song Dynasty, I can see it clearly. It's better to live in peace. Didn't you see the leader of the Sha? After death, I couldn't even get back a corpse. It's pitiful."

The two sighed as they walked, as if they were both injured, they quickly passed by Guo Mo's eyes.

Master Lingzhi and Peng Lianhu, the "Thousand-handed Human Slayer"?

It seems that the group of them has really landed in Iron Spear Temple.

Guo Mo also ignored the two and continued to go to Iron Spear Temple.

The Iron Spear Temple is not big, there is a half yard in front of the temple, and there is not even a gate.

From a distance, I saw a few horses tethered nearby, and lights flickered inside the temple.

If you want to know your confidant, just listen to what's behind your back.

Guo Mo sneaked around, brought lightness to the extreme, and flew to the window sill of Iron Spear Temple.

There were indeed people inside, but Guo Mo checked, and there were only three auras, and one was obviously a child.

Aren't their people together?

But since the child is here, he can't make the mistake of looking for someone else.

"Little prince, I'm sorry that it's hard for me to agree to your request just now."

A stiff voice, dry.

"Master Daoist, I sincerely want to worship you as my teacher. If I can worship under Daoist Master, I would like to ask my father to seek the position of 'National Teacher' for Daoist Master."

Wanyan Kang's voice came, as always, full of "sincerity".

"Haha, excuse me for speaking bluntly, the little prince also wanted to worship under that 'Xi Du' through the Sixth Prince, but didn't he also fail in the end?"

"He is just a little dharma king taught by me. He is not even willing to accept a disciple. Does he still have to accept me?"

What he said revealed extreme arrogance and disdain.

Wanyan Kang's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, but he continued to speak.

"The Taoist priest misunderstood. Mr. Ouyang is mainly due to the teachings of the ancestors. The inheritance of the White Camel Mountain has only passed on to one person. If we had known this earlier, my father and the king would not have taken the liberty to ask for an apprenticeship."

"Hmph, he is a single passer at White Camel Mountain, so there are no rules in the school of Pindao? Pindao only accepts people with extraordinary talents. Do you know why Pindao snatched this baby?"

When the Taoist said "baby", his voice was rarely full of warmth, and he gently patted the sleeping Yang Guo in his arms.

"Although this son is only over one year old, he is a rare 'innate body'! In the future, martial arts training will definitely get twice the result with half the effort, and it is very accessible."

Guo Mo, who was hiding outside, was very puzzled after hearing what this man said.

How did Guo'er become an "innate body"?Is it because I used the "Nine Suns Divine Art" to warm and nourish the meridians, and the effect produced made this Taoist misunderstand?

Listening to the Taoist's words, Wanyan Kang didn't know what to say, and he didn't even know whether he should tell the Taoist that the child he was holding was his own son.

Don't forget that Yan Kang was ruthless to Yang Tiexin and indifferent to Mu Nianci, but the moment he saw Yang Guo, Wan Yankang's heart skipped a beat for no reason, is this my son? !

Yes, no matter whether he is Wanyan Kang or Yang Kang, the one-year-old child in front of him is his son!

Wanyan Kang's ambition is not small, but he suffers from the lack of powerful martial arts to practice.

Especially in the past few years, whether it is Ouyang Ke, Guo Jing or Guo Mo, their martial arts are far superior to him.

He didn't say it on his mouth, but he was very jealous in his heart.

I have worshiped so many teachers from the palace, Qiu Chuji from the Quanzhen sect, and Mei Chaofeng from the "Black Wind and Two Evils" as my teacher, but my martial arts have always stagnated at the second-rate level.

It was so easy to meet two more powerful masters, but they both rejected him for various reasons.

Thinking of that accidental scene when he saw the Taoist in front of him take out a secret book from his arms to read the details, Wan Yankang's heart skipped a beat.

"Haha, yes, this kid's strange appearance is really enviable."

"Daoist, the night is cold and windy. Although our mission failed this time, the boy took out a jar of wine from the palace. I would like to share it with the Taoist."

As he spoke, he took out a two-jin small wine jar from behind, went to the altar of the Iron Spear Temple, and took two bowls from the altar.

Pour out the offerings inside, wash it with the water in the self-contained water bag, and pour two bowls of wine.

When he came to the Taoist priest, he handed over a bowl with a smile.

The Taoist covered his face, and his eyes were exposed, emitting a gloomy light.

"Haha, the little prince is so polite, let the poor man have a drink."

After the old Taoist finished speaking, he didn't take the bowl that Wanyan Kang handed over, but reached out to ask for it. Wanyan Kang was going to keep the bowl for himself to drink.

The atmosphere in the Iron Spear Temple suddenly froze, and the eyes of the two clashed several times in silence.

"Haha, okay, it's my honor to offer you a bowl of wine."

During the whole process, Wanyan Kang kept smiling, and passed his bowl of wine according to the Taoist's wishes.

When the Taoist received the wine, Wan Yankang held the bowl of wine with both hands.

"Although I don't have the blessing to worship under the head of the Taoist priest, it is my luck to work with such an expert as the Taoist priest. I will respect you first."

After finishing speaking, he raised his neck, drank the bowl of wine, and immediately revealed the bottom of the bowl.

He poured another bowl and took a shallow sip.

The Taoist saw that Yan Kang had taken the bowl of wine that he had originally given to him, and after drinking it, there was no abnormality.

Immediately, I felt that I was thinking too much, and I couldn't help but blush.

Fortunately, it was night and he was still wearing a face scarf, so it wasn't that embarrassing.

The Taoist also held the wine bowl, gently lifted the face towel at the corner of his mouth, and drank down the bowl of wine.

Watching the Taoist finish his drink, Wanyan Kang's smile became brighter.

"Daoist, you came to Dajin Kingdom relatively late, I wonder if you have heard the story of the boy?"

Wanyan Kang casually fiddled with the bonfire lit in the temple, and asked calmly.

"Oh, the story of the little prince? I have heard a little bit about it, but I don't know which one the little prince is referring to?"

After hearing Yan Kang's strange question, the Taoist didn't know how to reply him for a while.

"A martial arts competition to recruit a relative! The boy once held a martial arts contest to recruit a relative on the street of 'Zhongdu' more than two years ago, and won a woman."

The corner of Wanyan Kang's mouth was filled with a smile, as if he had returned to that snowy day.

"Hmph, it seems like he won a woman, right? It just so happens that the woman's adoptive father has something to do with the little prince, right? Haha——"

The Taoist seemed to have remembered something funny, and looked at Wanyan Kang with disdain.

"That's right, that man's name is Yang Tiexin. It is said that he is my biological father. I forgot to tell the Taoist priest that you have just met that person named Yang Tiexin."

Wanyan Kang had already stood up, and came before the Taoist with a smile.

The Taoist somehow felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

"Can't remember who it was? It was in the tavern outside the city of 'Lin'an', when the Taoist priest robbed someone's child, he kicked the shopkeeper away. Hahaha——"

Wanyan Kang suddenly laughed unscrupulously, and in the laughter he vented his dissatisfaction and resentment that had been suppressed for a long time.

"That person is Yang Tiexin? Then this child?" The Taoist seemed to realize something suddenly.

Wanyan Kang was still smiling, came to the Taoist, stretched out his hand and snatched the child from his arms.

During the whole process, the Taoist didn't even refuse at all.

"How did you poison it? Didn't you also drink alcohol?"

The Taoist finally knew that he had followed Wan Yankang's way after all.

"In the eyes of the Taoist priest, Wanyan Kang is like an ant. The kid is begging for him, but you abandon him like a shoe."

"Daoist, you know, the child you regard as a treasure is my own son. Hahaha—"

"Little prince, it seems that all of this is a misunderstanding. Now that we have said it, I will take this child as a disciple, and you are his father, then we are a family."

"If the little prince really wants to learn Pindao's 'Xuanming God's Palm', then Pindao can ask the little prince to copy a copy, so there's no need to hurt your peace."

"Hahaha——Is the Taoist priest afraid? Did you find that you have no internal energy? Do you still want to use martial arts to force poison?"

"Actually, in the two bowls of wine just now, the boy put medicine in it. No matter which bowl you choose, the result will be the same. It's just that the boy was greedy and poured another bowl, so he just put the antidote in."

"It's not a poison, it's just that within an hour, you can't mobilize your true energy, and your body is weak. An hour is enough for the boy to get your cheat book."

After finishing speaking, he reached into Taoist's arms, took out a blue soft bag, and opened it to have a look.

Inside is a cheat book "Xuanming God's Palm" and a red token the size of a palm.

Without even thinking about it, Wanyan Kang put it into his arms.

"what--"

Wanyan Kang was indeed a ruthless person, he did not leave any trouble for himself.

"Nine Yin White Bone Claws" stretched out, and actually tore off the Taoist's entire left arm.

"Hmph, you, a bastard from the Western Regions, are also worthy of shouting in front of the young master, and you still want to snatch the young master's son?"

"Yang Tiexin, although the young master doesn't recognize him, he can't really let outsiders bully him. This arm is your compensation for him."

The Taoist has no power now, one arm was ripped off, and the blood stained the whole body, and the pain was excruciating.

"Clap clap-"

A burst of applause came from outside the temple, and then the temple door was pushed open.

"Wonderful, wonderful—"

"who?"

Wan Yankang, who was full of ambition, shuddered, and turned his head to look at the door.

Guo Mo walked in from outside the temple.

"I haven't seen you for more than two years. Should I call you Wanyan Kang or Yang Kang?"

"It's you?"

When he saw the face of the visitor clearly, Wanyan Kang knew that today's situation might be troublesome.

"It's me. I was worried that 'Xi Du' Ouyang Feng was here. I heard that there are two masked masters. Oh, this should be one of the masked masters, right?"

"Guo Mo, what are you doing here? There seems to be no enmity between you and me?"

After hearing what Yan Kang said, Guo Mo realized that it seemed that he had no direct grievances with this person.

If he had to say that he was grabbing his apprentice, he seemed to be his own son. With the wonderful theory of the Taoist just now, he and Wanyan Kang could be regarded as "one of us"?

"No hatred? It seems that you don't know many things yourself?"

Guo Mo's confident performance made Wan Yankang, who has always been conceited, at a loss.

"My name is Guo Mo, the late Xiaotian Gong. I also have to call him 'Daddy'. How did he die? He was killed when Wanyan Honglie sent people to slaughter Niujia Village!"

"The reason for the massacre of the village is very simple, because Wanyan Honglie has taken a fancy to your mother, and he wants to destroy her family, and then come out and act as a good person himself, a 'hero to save the beauty'."