Great Sage of the Heavens

　　 Five days later.

Jiang Que was talking with Huang Rongtian, but Lao Huang appeared silently. After a dry cough reminded him, he said lightly: "My unfilial apprentices are back, you two will come and see with me. "

　　 Whether it is Huang Rong or Jiang Que, they are not familiar with Qu Lingfeng.

　　 It is also necessary to get to know each other. The two nodded their heads and followed Lao Huang to the martial arts field. Four men sitting on the recliners appeared, and Lao Huang introduced Jiang Que one by one.

　　 After getting acquainted, the four Qu Lingfeng cried bitterly and knelt down in front of Lao Huang, begging for mercy. After Jiang Que said a few good things, he asked Lao Huang to re-list these four people and teach them.

　　 After all, not everything can be done by oneself, so what kind of immortality can be cultivated!

　　 After a reunion dinner, Jiang Que planned to leave the next morning. This time he didn't plan to take Huang Rong with him. He just wanted to explain some things. After all, he didn't know if he could come back.

　　 Originally, he could leave at once, but as an angry youth, coupled with his own strength, he felt that he should solve the problem on the grassland-although he is only a warrior of the innate realm.

In the face of hundreds of thousands, even tens of millions of troops, they will still die. "But I am not a fool. I went to the grassland to pick one hundred, or even one hundred thousand million. When there is a better solution, Why bother to use some stupid methods."

　　 As for controlling the military power and killing the wolf pups on the grassland, for Jiang Que, this method may have been okay before. After all, there is plenty of time to experience, but it is just to experience it.

The way to solve the problem is never the only one. Why choose the most difficult one, "especially since Lao Huang appeared to disrupt all my plans. Although I broke through to the innate realm in advance, I also lost the joy of experiencing the world and traveling the world. Up."

　　 Leave, under Huang Rong's reluctant gaze, in the expression of Lao Huang's emotion, Jiang Que slowly left in a small boat, and some things should be over.

"Grassland, I'm coming!" Jiang Que's eyes were burning, and the white brocade robe was blown up by the wind on the sea. He urged his true energy to stroke, and murmured: "This is also my share for the official. A gift, after all, it is a sense of confidant to have his trust."

　　 Although he knew very well that the Imperial City Division was a dog of the official family, it was only because the Song Dynasty civil servants' system of suppressing military officers restricted development that the Imperial City Division actually existed in name only.

　　 At least Jiang Que knew about the famous Ming Dynasty Jinyiwei and Dongchang West Factory, as well as the once-horrifying military organization, but he rarely heard about the Imperial City Division.

"No matter what, all this is about to end. There is no threat from the grassland. Da Song must at least be more stable. No matter what the court, the people will at least suffer less." Fighting will kill people, and more people will die than usual. At least ten times.

　　 Jiangque has not forgotten that when he met Monk Duzhen when he was passing by the Songshan Shaolin, he asked to go with him, "Among the monks of the Du character generation, he is pretty good."

No matter how he had trouble with Duzhen before, they are now on the same line, and after Jiang Que leaves, it’s hard to say whether they will have an intersection with Duzhen, but basically they won’t. Up.

　　 "I went to the report and said that Jiang Que was looking for Monk Duzhen, and he knew it was." Jiang Que ordered a little monk Mi, his faint voice was beyond doubt.

　　 "Donor, please wait!" The little Sengmi hesitated, but in the end he went to report. Monk Duzhen is now very prestigious in Shaolin, if something bad happens, he will be out of luck.

　　 After a while, Du Zhen came out. After taking a light look at Jiang Que, he said, "Let's go, I'll accompany you for a while."

　　 Seeing that Monk Duzhen only had a stick in his hand, Jiang Que couldn't help but frown and asked, "Don't you need to prepare?"

　　 just hit the road like this, isn’t it too hasty?

　　 Duzhen shook his head, and suddenly said, "No need, and no need. Going to the grassland here is only to end the chaos, not for fun."

　　 Jiang Que was choked, and finally nodded and said lightly: "If this is the case, then let's go."

　　 He estimated that the one on the grassland was already waiting for them to arrive.

　　 According to Jiang Que's idea, Tiemu is really not important. After all, he is old and has lived well in a few years. According to the trajectory, he is not the Da Song who perishes, and his son, Meng Ge, who is dragged down by his son, does not seem to work.

　　 Of course, Temujin's other grandson is amazing.

　　 Kublai, a real existence comparable to Tiemuzhen, at least he died of the Song Dynasty.

　　Before this, there is still one person who wants to solve this. Both Jiang Que and Monk Duzhen know that it is the Vajra King of Tantric Buddhism, a fellow who has acquired the perfect state.

　　 Five days later.

　　 The two came to the grassland. Since the fall of the Kingdom of Jin, the relationship between the Han people and the grassland has become more subtle. Originally, the Han people were able to go in and out freely, and even trading with people on the grassland was commonplace. UU read www.uukanshu. However, com has now been restricted, and only a small number of people or forces that have a deeper intersection with the grassland will be allowed to enter.

　　 Jiangque and Duzhen monk are naturally not allowed, but this is not difficult for them, it is very easy to disguise or use other methods to get in.

　　 An hour later.

　　 After some tossing, the two finally entered the grassland. Judging from the subtle relationship between the Han people and the grassland, this balance may be broken soon. There was a common enemy, the Golden Man, but now the Golden Man is gone.

Although the balance between the two sides has not been broken, the point where the balance is maintained is gone. After that, even if you think about it with your feet, the sweat on the grassland may not invade the Song Dynasty in a short time, but the expansion is definitely.

　　 The Mongol tribes, the 36 countries in the Western Regions, etc., are all his goals to conquer.

　　 "Let's go, now the situation is getting worse every day, the only thing to be thankful for is that their profuse sweat is already old, and they should be alive in a few years." Jiang Que said lightly to the monk Duzhen next to him.

　　 Although the monk embraces compassion, Du Zhen is not. He nodded and said: "But also guard against the descendants of the sweat, who have the foundation on the grassland today, they have the possibility of invading or going south."

　　 And this possibility is extremely high.

Jiang Wei nodded and agreed: "That's the case, but do you have any plans? We two can't just break in like this. With the strength of the two of us, we want to create a future, I am afraid it is impossible. ."

　　 There are also a lot of people on the grassland. There are many guards around the leaders of each tribe, and they are all elite, not to mention the existence of some powerful martial arts to protect.

　　 Monk Duzhen's eyes flashed with precision, and Jiang Que slowly came up with a plan.