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Chapter 1762 Ten Years of Armistice

Master Jinlun looked at Yang Cong on the other side, and his eyes showed a look of surprise, but Yang Cong walked out of the hut just now, but he felt that this was an ordinary person who was not practicing martial arts. When he thought of ordinary people, he suddenly thought of what his master said to him when he came out of Tantric Buddhism.

"Disciple, if one day you meet an ordinary person who looks like a peerless strong man, then don't mercy him. If you get provoked, then knelt down and beg for mercy, otherwise you will die! He is a person who has cultivated into a land god!"

I still remember the master's eyes at that time, the fear that came out of my heart, and the slightly trembling tone, which are still unforgettable to Master Jinlun.

At this time, he met the kind of person Master Yu said. Master Jinlun held back the fear in his heart and said to Yang Cong on the other side: "The one on the other side is the national teacher of the Song Dynasty?!"

Yang Cong smiled and said, "It's really me, who are you? Why are you here at the mouth of the Yellow River? Didn't I say that Mongolia cannot enter my Song Dynasty?! Do you want to try it?" Finally, Yang Cong stared at the Golden Wheel Master with fierce eyes.

Master Jinlun suddenly felt in a crisis, and quickly took a step back and said panic: "No, I am the national teacher of the Mongolian court. I heard that the national master of the Song Dynasty appeared here. I want to ask for advice. Can Master Yang be willing?"

Yang Cong smiled and said, "Are you sure? You want to fight me? Two years ago, I traveled through your Tibetan Tantric Land and met with the old monk of your Tantric Buddhism once. But I was beaten up by me and passed away so much. I wonder if I am still here?"

"What! It was you who hurt him until he passed away? I said, "Why did my master pass away so well? It turned out that you, a mad disciple, injured my master! I will give my master my life!"

After hearing what Yang Cong said, Master Jinlun was furious and completely forgot what his master said, and crossed the river and went straight to Yang Cong to kill him.

Yang Cong was not angry when he saw this scene. He smiled, as if he hadn't seen the Golden Wheel Master, and said, "Didn't your master say why he died? It's funny!" After that, he controlled the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and turned into a big hand to grasp the Golden Wheel Master firmly.

When Master Jinlun saw a big hand condensed from the air, his mind was stirred up, and then he realized that he wanted to escape. The big hand of the spiritual energy emitted a strong suction force to suck him firmly. After Master Jinlun was trapped, he felt scared and remembered what his master said. Jinlun hurriedly said: "Senior Yang! Give up your life! Jinlun will never dare to invade the Song Dynasty again. After I go back, I immediately quit the title of Mongolian national master! I just want Senior to spare my life!"

At the end, Master Jinlun knelt down directly at Yang Cong in the air, but was caught by his true qi hand, and his form was a little distorted.

When Yang Cong heard this, he smiled and said, "You monk, your master can't beat me. Although you are so powerful than your master, you can't block me! This time I can let you go avenge. Go back and tell me, if the Mongolian Han, if I send another army, I will go to the Mongolian court! Do you know!"

"Thank you for spareing my life! Thank you... I will tell the Khan these words. After I go back, I will resign from the position of Mongolian national master. I will not stop senior!" Jinlun national master replied hurriedly.

After receiving the satisfactory answer from Master Jinlun, Yang Cong let go of his true qi hand. The golden wheel fell into the Yellow River. The golden wheel hurriedly used the internal force in his body to float out of the water, ran back to the other side as if he was escaping, bowing to Yang Cong three times, and then quickly left.

When Yang Cong watched Master Jinlun leave, he finally couldn't help but smile. Master Jinlun, who had already run away, seemed to hear it. He made a mistake and almost fell to the ground. He quickly adjusted his body and ran away at a faster speed.

After the Jinlun National Master fled back to the Mongolian court, he hurriedly asked to meet the Mongolian Khan. On that day, a loud voice came from the Mongolian court's tent. Then the Jinlun National Master walked out of the tent, then returned to his residence, and hurriedly fled from the Mongolian court, missing where he went.

Then a command from the Mongolian court was transmitted from the Mongolian court, which roughly means that the Mongolian army was 50 miles away from the Yellow River. The Mongolian Khan was willing to truce with the Song Dynasty for ten years, and the national master, Master Jinlun, abdicated. After the recommendation of Master Jinlun, Master Jinlun's disciple, Huo Du...

Yang Cong lived a good life, and he just practiced martial arts without any trouble, and had time to travel along the Yellow River.

As time passed, Yang Cong's deeds were also spread throughout the Song Dynasty by the people by the Yellow River. Some of them were even more exaggerated. Yang Cong's temple was built directly, and daily worship was worshipped to praise Yang Cong's greatness.

After hearing this, Emperor Lizong of Song immediately wanted to add Yang Cong's title, but after thinking about it, he found that Yang Cong had no more titles, so he instead rewarded Yang Cong with ten thousand taels of gold and a large mansion in Lin'an City.

In Quanzhen Sect, the seventh son of Quanzhen heard that Yang Cong went directly to the mouth of the Yellow River to block the Mongolian army and marched into the Song Dynasty, blocked the Mongolian army, and used force to deter the Mongolian Khan and the Young People's Palace for ten years, and were even more shocked. Qiu Chuji smiled bitterly and said, "I want to pass the throne to Cong'er in a few years. At that time, I was afraid that Cong'er was too young and might not be able to handle some things. Now it seems that it was my fault. Cong'er is talented and intelligent. It's time for us to abdicate. This is the era of young people!" After that, Qiu Chuji looked at the other seven sons of Quanzhen, looked at each other and sighed together.

Ma Yu also nodded, expressed his agreement, and sighed: "Our Quanzhen Sect is too weak. Now it is the National Church of the Song Dynasty. It is time for us to put down these things and improve our strength!"

Subsequently, news spread from Quanzhen Sect that the head of Quanzhen Sect abdicated and his disciple Yang Cong succeeded him!

The martial arts palace in Kyoto is also completed soon. Just wait for Yang Cong to choose a teacher after returning to Beijing, and then it will officially start the Song Dynasty when everyone in the world is martial arts!

...

One day a year later, Yang Cong was practicing martial arts by the Yellow River. A sound of horse hooves came from behind. Yang Cong was puzzled. There would be troops coming here at this time. Could it be that Zhao Yun had something to look for him?

A large number of Song army were rushing to the Yellow River in the distance. When the Song army came to Yang Cong's small house, the Song general led by Song Dynasty ordered to be stationed on the spot. Then, the soldiers dismounted and walked behind Yang Cong, watching Yang Cong practice martial arts like this.
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