As soon as the letter was written, it was handed over to the commemorator and immediately rushed to the Mongolian court.

After Yang Cong sent the people away one by one, he built a small house by the Yellow River, and he was going to stay here to guard Mongolia. Of course, the trap was not here for ten years. If he really wanted to wait until then, some of Yang Cong's plans would be disappointed, but Xiao Zhu was still OK for a while, and he would leave after he arrived at the guard.

But it’s not now. I still have to fight back some of the Mongolians’ temptations here. However, the scenery at the mouth of the Yellow River is still good. The Yellow River flows into the sea vastly, revealing a magnificent momentum. Martial arts masters like Yang Cong’s realm, and retreat can no longer solve their own path to advancement.

For example, some famous masters in the world, unless they have important things to do, most of them play life outside. Hong Qigong, the former leader of the Beggar Gang, was. After he achieved great martial arts, he left the position of gang leader and traveled by himself. The same is true for the leader of the Peach Blossom Island. Huang Yaoshi, the leader of the Peach Blossom Island, is still looking for him now, and so many martial arts masters are like this.

Yang Cong made a breakthrough on the way from Kyoto to the Yellow River. He should find a place to consolidate his realm in his body and just be able to guard the Yellow River. This is just right. Yang Cong didn't want to change places, so he made up his mind to settle down by the Yellow River.

After Yang Cong settled down by the Yellow River, he practiced martial arts with the vast sounds of the Yellow River in the morning every morning. Inadvertently, Yang Cong's martial arts vocation seemed to have incorporated some of the vast waters of the Yellow River into his martial arts. Unconsciously, a month passed like this.

The news of Yang Cong guarding the Yellow River and killing Mongolian soldiers gradually spread from the north to Lin'an, Kyoto. When Song Lizong heard this, he was delighted and waved his hand and directly ordered that the sect where the national master was located was Quanzhen, and that the radius of Quanzhen Sect would be handed over to the Quanzhen Sect to manage it. In fact, it was the fief of Quanzhen Sect.

In the Quanzhen Sect, all the Quanzhen Sects, from the head of Qiu Chuji to the errand disciples of Quanzhen Sect were ecstatic. In the Chongyang Palace, Qiu Chuji stood at the top, and repeated the imperial edict of Song Lizong to the disciples with a happy face. The disciples finally breathed a sigh of relief. When they heard the news before, they were just a rumor circulating in the world outside. After entering their own heads, they could not help but feel joy in their hearts and shouted: "Quanzhen Sect is prosperous!"

Qiu Chuji saw that the disciples were so rude. Because of his stubborn thinking in his heart, he was about to scold them. The other seven sons of Quanzhen also saw it. They walked to Qiu Chuji and said, "Senior Brother (Junior Brother), today is a happy day for my Quanzhen Sect. It's okay for me to indulge my disciples. Besides, you, the head of Quanzhen Sect, were not so surprised when you received this news?"

Speaking of this, they all looked at Qiu Chuji.

Qiu Chuji saw that all the brothers were looking at him. Thinking of the scene when he heard the news, he almost pulled off his beard. Thinking of this, Qiu Chuji still wanted to maintain his priest temperament. He touched his beard and said, "I knew it a long time ago, how could he be so rude..."

"Then why did I hear my senior brother's screams when I passed by my senior brother's room today?"

Before Qiu Chuji could finish speaking, Ma Yu said with a teasing smile in his tone.

When Qiu Chuji heard Ma Yu's words, his face turned red. What's going on? Why did Ma Yu happen to pass by his room?

In fact, Qiu Chuji blamed Ma Yu for mistakenly. At that time, Ma Yu was going to tell Qiu Chuji about this news, but Qiu Chuji just screamed. Ma Yu considered that Qiu Chuji might not believe it, so he accidentally pulled off a strand of beard. Thinking of this, Ma Yu looked on Qiu Chuji's face and it seemed that there was a strand of beard missing.

Seeing this, Qiu Chuji hurriedly said with a blushing face: "Nothing, don't believe Ma Yu's words, cough cough... I still haven't handled some of the things in the sect, I'm going!" After that, Qiu Chuji slipped out of Chongyang Palace. When the other seven Quanzhen sons saw this scene, they smiled faintly. As Qiu Chuji left, some disciples in Chongyang Palace didn't know why the sect left, but they didn't think much about it.

The next day, the Quanzhen Sect members received the imperial edict from the court. After Qiu Chuji thanked the official family who sent the edict, the official family left, and the disciples of Quanzhen Sect cheered in unison!

...

After the Mongolian court heard the news, the Mongolian Khan angrily ordered the commander to kill the commander. Then the ministers of the Mongolian court came to discuss with the ministers how to deal with Yang Cong.

When the Mongolian master heard that Yang Cong cut off the Yellow River with the power of mortals, he felt a little uneasy, because the Yellow River was vast, and this was the power of heaven. How could mortals block it? But he was afraid that the dead messenger would exaggerate Yang Cong's ability, so that he could get rid of his responsibilities. Thinking of this.

The Mongolian national master said, "The Great Han Dynasty, the Great Song Dynasty national master is very skilled in martial arts and guards such as the Yellow River. If you send troops there, you may not be able to deal with it."

Why don't you let me go? I have learned the supreme magical power of Tantra [Dragon Elephant Prajna Prajna]. Now I have reached the ninth level and now I have the power of the Nine Dragons and Nine Elephants. I will test the Master of the Song Dynasty."

When the Mongolian man heard what the national master said, he pondered for a moment and said, "It is feasible. The national master has great martial arts. You can also test the national master of the Song Dynasty!"

Upon hearing this, the national master walked out of the tent of the matter and left to the mouth of the Yellow River. The great man also walked out of the tent and watched the national master leave far away...

The Mongolian national master came to the Yellow River. Although he seemed to be looking at the Yellow River, he actually looked at the simple little house on the other side of the Yellow River and felt that there was a strong atmosphere in the little house.

Just when the Mongolian national master came to the Yellow River, Yang Cong felt it, but a trace of dragon and elephant aura was revealed in this person's aura. Yang Cong thought about it and remembered it. Isn't this the secret martial arts of the Tibetan Tantric Buddhism? How could this person? Could this be the Mongolian national master Jinlun Master?

Yang Cong thought for a while and then didn't think much. He got up and walked out of the hut, looking at the other side, and saw a monk wearing a yellow robe, extremely tall and thin, with a figure like a bamboo pole, with a slightly sunken forehead, and like a plate standing on the other side. Yang Cong couldn't help but smile when he saw this person, um... this person looks a little ugly.
Chapter completed!