Where is the sword of the reborn eagle

"Furthermore, why does Father Khan keep him and cooperate with such a capricious villain who keeps saying that he wants to restore his Great Yan Kingdom?"

After Ouyang Feng left, only Temujin and his son were left in the king's tent, Wo Kuotai couldn't hold back, and still spoke out the doubts in his heart.

"Haha, Wo Kuotai, who is a sweater, should have the world in mind and embrace all rivers. Capable people, mediocre people, gentlemen, villains, who can't be used by me?"

"What's wrong with the jackal? As long as you are a more ferocious beast than him, no matter how cunning the jackal is, it can only serve as your pawn. Once he changes, sooner or later it will just become a meal in your mouth."

"It's good to be ambitious. People who have neither ambition nor ability are what I fear the most. What I said to him just now was not all perfunctory. What can he do if he restores his Great Yan Kingdom?"

"The most important thing right now is that our Mongolian army is supposed to sweep the world, but there is no one who can rule the world. And in the Kingdom of Jin, there are still some martial arts masters. I heard that the martial arts of the Song Dynasty are more prosperous."

"If you think about Guo Jing and Guo Mo brothers, you can see one or two. We also need to have our own martial arts masters. This Ouyang Feng can just be used."

"The last time you were asked to go to the Western Regions to invite people, did you have any clues later?"

Temujin asked suddenly.

"Father Khan, they promised to send someone here, but they just want to ask for the position of national teacher."

Wo Kuotai replied with embarrassment.

"National teacher? You have a mere reputation, you can agree to them, but don't agree to them easily."

"How about this, continue to increase the number of troops, let Mu Huali take down Zhongdu City as soon as possible. You can invite a few more places, whether it is the Western Regions, or Tubo, or even Xixia, Jin, and Song Dynasty."

"It is reported that next year on August [-]th, Ben Khan will hold a Heroes' Conference in Zhongdu, and whoever wins the title will be our Mongolian national teacher."

"Don't you want the position of national teacher? Ben Khan will throw it out, and whoever wants to take it can do it according to their ability."

Wo Kuotai promised excitedly, and then withdrew from the king's account.

"Wo Kuotai, I hope you don't let me down, even if you really want my life..."

Genghis Khan, who was left alone in the king's tent, seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden.

"Brother Mo, what should we do next?"

Huang Rong also knew that once the Mongols broke through Juyong Pass, the whole north of the Yellow River would have no danger to defend.

If the Mongols are willing, it is estimated that these state capitals of the Kingdom of Jin will be taken down one by one soon.

"Rong'er doesn't need to worry. After all, it's winter now. I guess the Mongols are just a trick to break through Juyongguan this time."

"Even if they win the Central Capital, they will have to wait until the spring of next year before they can go south in a big way. The Jin people have at least three or four months to prepare."

"The military strength of the Great Song Dynasty is still beyond our reach, so we can only move our hands in the northeast and northwest."

Guo Mo took out a pen and paper, and first wrote a letter to Wanyan Kang, informing him of the war in northern Xinjiang, the key is to include his analysis.

The front line of Hebei may not be able to be defended. The Kingdom of Jin must defend the city and fight a war of attrition with the Mongols.

At the same time, he hoped that Wanyankang could raise his troops to the northwest, join the Xixia soldiers and horses, and launch an attack on the Mongolian garrison in Xixia territory.

Since Mongolia has put the main attack direction on the front, the investment of Xixia troops will definitely decrease.

In order to ensure Wanyan Kang's chances of success, Guo Mo even gave a rich introduction to Monk Wanyan Chen who was serving as a reinforcement in Xixia territory.

Guo Mo hopes that through his praise, Wanyan Kang can better value and cooperate with Monk Wanyan Chen. If he can be brought under his command, it will be a great help for Wanyan Kang to gain a foothold in Xixia.

Guo Mo also unabashedly pointed out that Wanyankang is interested in the land of Xixia. If he can really win it, Guo Mo is also happy to see it.

After finishing writing, Guo Mo handed the letter to Lu Wei and asked him to send someone to Wan Yankang.

At the same time, Guo Mo asked the "listening to the wind" to spread the intention of the Koreans to go west to the desert in northern Xinjiang, so as to disturb Mongolia's desire to invade the south.

As a matter of fact, Guo Mo actually sent a secret agent, pretending to be an envoy from the Kingdom of Jin, to go to Koryo, and make an appointment to capture the Mongolian grassland, and made many promises and so on.

In the northwest and northeast, one is real and the other is empty. As long as these two places move, at least half of Mongolia's soldiers and horses can be contained.

To be on the safe side, Guo Mo also ordered the headquarters of the Meng Communist Party stationed in Luoyang to dispatch [-] "Dunwu Army" to stand by the Yellow River after the beginning of spring, ready to go north to Hebei Road at any time.

The vicissitudes of the situation have exceeded Guo Mo's expectations, or the current trend has completely deviated from Guo Mo's cognition.

Guo Mo can no longer rely on his foresight to judge what is about to happen, so he can only continuously increase his own strength and make more preparations.

Guo Mo has informed Lu Chengfeng to go north immediately.

Since he fooled Wan Yankang into going to Xixia, he would keep such a large territory on Northeast River Road, even if he could not completely occupy it, he should control it in his own hands.

Therefore, he directly moved the "Tingfeng" headquarters from Luoyang to Taiyuan.

"Rong'er, I can't get any news about my father-in-law for a while. Maybe no news is the best news. I plan to go to Xixia in person. What do you mean?"

Guo Mo looked at Huang Rong with some guilt.

"Brother Mo, I will follow you wherever you go. I don't want to be separated from you, and I don't want you to face difficulties alone."

Guo Mo asked Lu Wei to send someone to inform "Bronze Corpse" Chen Xuanfeng of his whereabouts, and Chen Xuanfeng naturally summoned the guards to move closer to the direction where Guo Mo left.

Xixia Kingdom, Xingqing Mansion.

An antique manor, from the outside, except for a slightly larger area, there is no attractive place, and there is not even any plaque on the gate of the manor.

In a place as vast and sparsely populated as Xixia, the large area is not something worth talking about.

The decoration in the manor turned out to be a rare Jiangnan style, with a pavilion of three feet and a terrace of five feet, but the vegetation in the manor is an authentic product of Northwest China.

The manor ran from north to south, and the northernmost part was the owner's residence, occupying a quarter of the size of the entire manor.

"Liuyanju" is the name of the owner's yard, and his daily living place is called "Shenhetang".

At this time, it was past noon, and it was snowing heavily in "Liuyanju".

The snowflakes in succession fell on the Jiangnan-style buildings in the courtyard, which seemed so out of place.

However, this kind of incompatibility has lasted for nearly a hundred years.

"Western Poison" Ouyang Feng was standing under the eaves of the "Shenhe Hall".

His kung fu has already reached the point where the cold and heat are not invaded, so he is naturally not afraid of the wind and snow.

It's just that this great master of the Jianghu is waiting respectfully outside the "Shenhe Hall" at this time, just because the Patriarch inside is taking a nap.

The famous "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng didn't dare to show his air or ask, but just waited there quietly, looking like a grandson.

No, in fact, he is the grandson, the Patriarch who took a nap inside, at least in terms of blood, is Ouyang Feng's own grandfather.

It's just that Xiaoxi's Patriarch is not surnamed Ouyang.

This is the second time that "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng came to see the Patriarch. He was only in his 20s when he came for the first time.

At a wild and unrestrained age, he disdained to return to the family, and felt that with his intelligence and talent, coupled with heaven-defying martial arts talent, he would definitely be able to make a name for himself.

At that time, Ouyang Feng was arrogant, and he also had the capital to be arrogant. In fact, he had achieved such a great reputation by his own strength.

The owner of the "White Camel Villa" in the Western Regions, and the "Western Poison" of the "Five Uniques" in the world.

Until he was frustrated in Zhongnanshan Chongyang Palace, and was slapped severely by the dead "Zhong Shentong" Wang Chongyang.

Only then did he realize his weakness, or it wasn't that he couldn't do it, but that he lacked a certain foundation.

Take a look at Wang Chongyang's "Quanzhen Sect", Huang Yaoshi's "Peach Blossom Island", Bibi Hong Qigong's "Beggar Gang", or the Southern Emperor's "Dali Kingdom".

Ouyang Feng felt that his "White Camel Villa" was just a place to live, other than himself, his strength was too weak.

He bowed his head to the family "begging for perfection", not only obtained the family's unique skills, but also through connections, entered Mingjiao and became the guardian "snake king".

My "feat" outside Juyongguan finally reached the ears of the Patriarch, who summoned himself here to meet.

As far as Ouyang Feng knew, the head of the family hadn't received any younger generation for nearly 30 years.

"Is Feng'er outside? Come in—"

When Ouyang Feng was thinking wildly, an old voice came from the "Shen He Tang".

It seems that it did not come from human mouths, but from ancient holy beasts.

A little low, but there is an undeniable domineering.

"Yes."

Ouyang Feng echoed respectfully, and gently pushed open the door of "Shen He Tang".

Chapter 223 A Hundred Years of Seclusion

The light in the Shenhe Hall was somewhat dim.

At the entrance, there are two braziers on the left and one on the right. Maybe it's because the owner of the house is getting old. Old people are especially afraid of the cold.

However, Xidu Ouyang Feng knew clearly that the skill of the Patriarch was truly unfathomable.

Now that you're in, feel free to sit down.

It was only then that Ouyang Feng noticed that there was an empty chair on the seat facing the south of the Shenhe hall, but the voice of the head of the family came from behind the screen on the left.

He hurriedly walked to the left, but he didn't dare to cross the screen, so he stopped.

Seeing three futons lined up on the ground, Ouyang Feng chose the futon on the far right and sat down cross-legged.

What surprised him was that even though he knew that the Patriarch was sitting behind the screen, he couldn't feel the fluctuation of the other party's aura.

What is the state of the Patriarch's martial arts?

Feng'er, you did a good job at Juyongguan this time.It's a pity, it's a pity that you met this Mongolian Khan named Temujin, but he was also a master of great talent and boldness...

Ouyang Feng didn't understand why the Patriarch said such things for a while, and he didn't dare to answer, he just sat there quietly and listened.

Feng'er, you were talented and intelligent since you were young, but you were too proud when you were young, and you only wanted to fight hard with your own strength, and it was too late to accept the martial arts passed down from your family.

It's even later than the old man turned around back then. Under normal circumstances, if you want to break through your innate in this life, I'm afraid it depends on chance.

Ouyang Feng felt that through the screen, a pair of sharp eyes looked over him, as if he was going to see through him completely.

When talking about Temujin just now, the Patriarch said it was a pity, but actually his tone was very peaceful.

Now when it comes to Ouyang Feng's possibility of breaking through the inherent hopelessness, although there is no word "pity" in his words, his tone is full of pity.

Patriarch, grandson is dull, don't know what is innate?

Hahaha Xiantian, that is the realm that martial arts learners dream of. The old man started practicing martial arts at the age of eight, and he is already close to the first-class state when he is weak.

It's a pity that at that time, I was young and frivolous, greedy for fame and wealth, and wanted to learn from the best of all families, but I ignored my own family's lack of knowledge, and I have been busy for ten years.

Fortunately, I was publicly humiliated by several big enemies at the time, and my reputation was discredited, but I also felt remorse. Fang's fame and benefits to me are like floating clouds, so what about victory and defeat?

After learning from the pain, Ruo Nirvana is reborn. At the age of 28, he started again and re-entered the rivers and lakes under a pseudonym. After several years, he was still famous, even better than before.

My life is not yet forty, and I am already at the peak. The world is afraid of my martial arts and calls me a demon?Haha, what is a demon?What is Tao?The old man doesn't know either.

After a full ten years of indulgence, I simply buried myself again, no longer comparing myself with others, returning to my true self, and doing what I should do.

Life is short, others say that I am pursuing the ultimate in martial arts, how did I know that the old man just wants to live a few more years, so that I can fulfill my ancestor's will.

It's a pity, the fate is not with me, maybe starting from the rivers and lakes, and then going to court, it is not feasible in itself.

The owner of the house may have not talked to anyone for a long time, and he was talking about the past in a low voice, and Ouyang Feng listened with a half understanding.

Do you want to experience the innate realm?

Suddenly, Ouyang Feng felt a finger force coming from behind the screen.

Participation means

After all, he has also practiced joining fingers for several years, and he can recognize at a glance that the opponent is using the method of joining fingers.

It's just that the joining fingers in front of him seem to be quite different from the ones he uses.

Shen He pointed at his left chest, but he didn't do any harm to him.

On the contrary, it hooked up the meridians in my left chest, and was able to mobilize the true energy in my body.

Ouyang Feng didn't dare to show any resistance, he just completely relaxed himself and let the Patriarch do whatever he wanted.

With the familiar exercise route, the Patriarch guided the true qi in Ouyang Feng's body, and it took a meal time to run it for a whole week before the Patriarch stopped.

At this moment, Ouyang Feng was completely naked.

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It was sweat, and the whole clothes were soaked, as if they were fished out of the water.

It's not that I'm scared, it's as if my body has been completely purified, and the sweat I've expelled is covered with a layer of greasy black.

Could it be that there are still impurities in my true energy?