"Senior brother, Master Qiu has something to come to you, so please call me, Uncle Master is waiting for you in the bamboo forest in the back countryside." The disciple came in and said after Yang Cong finished his merits and bowed.

Yang Cong looked at this disciple, Zhao Zhijing, tall and thin, with two tall eyebrows slightly slender, and his narrow eyes showed a hint of narrowness. He looked like he was not a good person at first sight. Thinking that this person would betray Quanzhen Sect in the future, he forgot that there was still this person in the sect a few days ago. Now when he thinks about it, Yang Cong had the idea of ​​killing him on the spot.

But when he thought that Zhao Zhijing was also trying to seize the position of the head of Quanzhen Sect, his original intention was good, and now he could suppress him steadily. This person should improve, so he dispelled his thoughts. Then he asked: "Junior brother, did my master say why is it for me?"

Zhao Zhijing was standing behind Yang Cong with his head down. He thought he had already made money at the gate of hell. Zhao Zhijing tidied up his clothes and bowed again, "Master, uncle didn't say anything, just asked me to tell you, if the master is fine, I will take his leave first."

When Yang Cong heard this, he asked him to retreat, but when Zhao Zhijing was about to go out, Yang Cong said, "Junior brother, I understand what you think. Now my position as the head of the vocational sect is for the Quanzhen Sect. After I took me to handle it, I will retire from practicing martial arts. At that time, your strength is one of the best in the Quanzhen Sect. It may be yours, you understand!"

When Zhao Zhijing heard this, he was stunned and confused. However, when he thought of his previous thoughts, he turned around and bowed to Yang Cong, and said in panic: "I understand, Master!" Then he walked out of Yang Cong's residence.

After Yang Cong finished speaking, he felt that he had done almost the same thing to beat Zhao Zhijing, so he came to the back mountain of Quanzhen Sect.

As soon as he arrived at the bamboo forest in the back, he saw his master placing a chess game on the stone table. Qiu Chuji saw Yang Cong coming and asked him to sit down, and said seriously: "Cong'er, I know you are born with smartness. Come and see this chess game."

Yang Cong sat down after hearing this, looked at the chessboard and saw a circle of black chess surrounded a small white flag, but there were still some loopholes that could be handed over to the white flag outside, and then used as a guide to kill the black chess.

But what is the meaning of this? Yang Cong would not pretend to understand. He looked up at the master and said in confusion: "Master, I don't understand." Qiu Chuji smiled and shook his head and said: "Cong'er, although you have strong force, some things are not as much as we old people think. Look at the chessboard. I, Quanzhen Sect, have provoked Mongolia. Mongolia is black chess, and we are the small white chess surrounded..."

When Yang Cong heard this, he came back to his senses and said in surprise: "Master, do you mean that we can join forces with the white chess from the outside to counterattack the black chess. So what does this white chess from the outside represent? Those martial arts masters? Or the court?"

Seeing that his disciple was so meticulous, Qiu Chuji said, "Cong'er, they are not those martial arts masters. Do you know the origin of my Quanzhen Sect?" Qiu Chuji was not obsessed with the previous topic, but asked Yang Cong's question.

Yang Cong thought for a while, then bowed respectfully to the direction of Chongyang Palace and said, "I sent the Jin soldiers who invaded and destroyed my fields and huts and killed my people. Then Wang Chongyang's ancestors launched a large-scale righteous flag to fight against the Jin soldiers, occupied the city and built a vigorous career in the Central Plains. Although the righteous act failed, it was able to stir people's hearts. Due to the casualties of the soldiers, Chongyang's ancestors became monks and claimed to be a living dead man. They lived in an ancient tomb in Benshan and refused to leave the wooden door half a step, which meant that although they were alive and still died, they did not want to live under the blue sky with the Jin thieves. Later, after being persuaded by old friends...this was created my Quanzhen Sect..."

"So Cong'er, the ancestor Chongyang founded my Quanzhen Sect for the lives of the people of the world. However, now my Quanzhen Sect is declining, and now Mongolia is invading the land of our Song Dynasty on a large scale.

Although your martial arts have reached the level of the ancestor, if you kill the Mongolian generals and provoke the Mongols, then I will simply go out of the mountain to help the dragon court in Kyoto and save the people of the Song Dynasty and the fire of water and fire. Are you willing?" Qiu Chuji interrupted Yang Cong's words with his eyes shining.

After hearing the master's words, Yang Cong was stunned. He raised his head and looked at Qiu Chuji aggressively. After a long time, he said seriously: "Master, you have taught me since you were a child that Quanzhen disciples need to be quiet and inaction to practice martial arts, and adhere to the way of inaction. How did you think of going out of the mountain to support the dragon courtyard?"

Chuji Qiu sighed a long sigh and said to Yang Cong in a low tone: "Cong'er, I really don't want to see you in your state yesterday. Tens of thousands of Mongolian soldiers at the foot of the mountain wanted to surround you and kill you, but I can only watch you and cannot go down to help, because my Quanzhen Sect is declining, but Cong'er, you are very skilled in martial arts. As long as you go to the Dragon Court, you will definitely be able to become the national teacher. Then my Quanzhen Sect is the national protection sect!"

After hearing what Qiu Chuji said, Yang Cong lowered his head and pondered for a while, then knelt down to Qiu Chuji and said, "Master, I know you said that for me. I will go to Kyoto." Then he stood up and walked out of Houshanzhu Forest.

Qiu Chuji looked at Yang Cong's leaving back and murmured with haggard eyes: "Cong'er, I'm for your own good..."

After Yang Cong walked out of the Houshanzhu Forest, he found Yang Guo and told him to practice martial arts well, saying that he would go out if he had something to do.

After Yang Guo knew that the master was about to come out of the mountain, he carefully promised that he could practice martial arts diligently.

After Yang Cong explained everything in the Quanzhen Sect, he left the Quanzhen Sect with one sword.

...

Xiangyang City

Yang Cong walked in Xiangyang City, and the people were walking on the street in a hurry. Yang Cong found a teahouse that had not been closed yet, called the waiter, and asked, "Little Brother, what's wrong? Why are everyone in such a hurry?"

The waiter said seriously when he heard this, "Master Dao, there are already Mongolian troops outside Xiangyang City, so you might as well leave quickly."

After hearing this, Yang Cong asked, "Who, do you know where the hero Guo Jing and Guo are in the city?"

After hearing this, the waiter took a step back and said with a vigilant look: "Who are you? Why are you looking for Daxia Guo?"

When Yang Cong saw this scene, he smiled awkwardly, "I am Guo Jing's friend, I just have something to do with him."

"My friend of Guo Daxia? Or a Taoist priest? Are you the Taoist Yang Cong of Xiaoyao?" After hearing what Yang Cong said, the waiter thought about it and said excitedly.

Yang Cong smiled awkwardly, comforted the waiter, and then asked the waiter where Guo Jing was. After knowing that Guo Jing was on the city wall to prevent the Mongolian army from raiding, he left.
Chapter completed!