Already."

Fan Xinghan came with only four disciples, but his posture showed a heroic attitude. Although he spoke to Luo Yuantong, what he said was all for people in the martial arts world.

"It turns out to be Fan Xinghan, the iron beggar. We have finally met again since we met ten years ago."

Luo Yuantong laughed loudly and talked about the other party's origins, "When I was traveling through Hankou, I heard that there were people in the streets who had no sticks in their hands and were in rags but not hungry or cold. Everyone called them 'iron beggars', so I was happy.

Go there for a while and you will be lucky enough to meet each other, so congratulations!"

Fan Xinghan said expressionlessly: "I agree with washing hands in a golden basin. Who is against it next?"

Jiang Wen knew clearly. It seemed that the first person in charge of the platform was Fan Xinghan.

The right to speak is very important in such a martial arts competition. Jiang Wen thought of Liu Zhengfeng's Golden Basin Washing Hands Conference, where someone caught the high-voltage political line of "being friendly with the devil's sect" and made himself irreversible.

As Jiang Wen, who had witnessed it with his own eyes, he still remembered that the only person who stood up and spoke justice at that time was actually the hypocrite Yue Buqun who was later criticized for a long time.

When he saw Liu Zhengfeng stubbornly defending Qu Yang, the elder of the demon sect, he did not stand against Liu Zhengfeng without a bottom line like Linghu Chong, because he was the leader of the Huashan Sect and had no bottom line to defend justice for himself, his family, his apprentices and the entire Huashan.

It is very unfavorable for Pai Du, and he will definitely not do such a useless thing.

Just like when a person falls into the water, the right thing to do is to go into the water and rescue him ashore, but this may very well cost his own life, and he may not be able to be rescued. If he doesn't save him, he will be notorious for not saving him.

Although Yue Buqun did not go into the water, he threw a lifebuoy at Liu Zhengfeng, which was considered an act of kindness. Liu Zhengfeng refused to use it and waited to be salvaged, so others could only prepare salvage tools.

Yue Buqun first pointed out the stakes to Liu Zhengfeng. His original words were, "Everyone in the Demon Cult has evil intentions and evil intentions. The result will definitely be that your reputation will be ruined and your family will be destroyed." Then he looked around and was surrounded by Songshan Sect killers.

He washed his hands in a golden basin, and then said, "Isn't today's result the best example?" He can be called a righteous person in a strange world.

When the Songshan sect forced Liu Zhengfeng to kill Qu Yang, Yue Buqun once again stepped forward to rescue him, and even took the initiative to ask Ying to kill Qu Yang on his behalf, regardless of his actions and his heart. This kind of behavior can actually be called a true gentleman who helps people in need.

"Old hero Luo, I have been in the northwest for a long time and have no communication. Naturally, it is inconvenient to talk about some things. However, some time ago, the martial arts comrades in Southern Shaolin were massacred. Did you give a helping hand? Did you violate the moral principles of the world?"

The second person to stand up was Zhou Zhongying, the old owner of Tiedan Village. He was older than Luo Yuantong, so his seniority was naturally higher, and his tone of voice became less polite.

"It turns out that you are Brother Zhou, who is famous for his iron courage in the world. You risked life and death many times on Ganliang Road and destroyed 17 bandits' dens. Your courage and heroism were famous all over the world. We had a bottle of wine twenty years ago.

Talking about heroes, my brother came here today thanks to his hard work."

Luo Yuantong still laughed loudly, appearing to be unconcerned, and greeted him with a smile, and then said seriously, "The matter in Southern Shaolin involves both foreign invaders and internal enemies. In recent years, their lax recruitment of disciples has caused troubles many times. Now it is dangerous after all."

Despite the difficulties, Luo never made any great achievements, but he never felt guilty!"

This was a resounding statement, and it was the first shot fired at Jinpenbao. However, this content can be said to be outrageous and unreasonable, just as outrageous as Jiang Wen's tearful review of his failure to provide humanitarian aid in the wars in Iraq and Syria.

Who wiped out Southern Shaolin? The Qing court! If Luo Yuantong didn't help, it would be soft, and if he helped, he would be rebelling. But anyone with a brain should be able to think clearly about this matter. It must be a choice between the two to not help each other.

For example, Zhou Long, who was half of the party involved, was studying Quail at the moment, and secretly replaced the Vajra Fist Sect's signboard with the Xinglong Escort Bureau's flag to prevent anyone from being spotted inexplicably.

And Luo Yuantong's next sentence really showed signs of preparation.

"Every tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. Luo also feels sad about it, so he decided to wash his hands in the golden basin from today on, and dismiss the incompetent disciples in the house to prevent them from causing trouble. From now on, Yi Ying's affairs will only be in the Jianghu. Although there are

My name is Luo Yuantong, but whether it is honor or disgrace, it has nothing to do with me."

Luo Yuantong said meaningfully, looking at Gao Xiang who only had a piece left, his tone seemed to be deeply worried about the outcome of Southern Shaolin's massive recruitment and recruitment leading to its destruction, so he decided to withdraw from the world.

Zhou Zhongying, who asked the question just now, also nodded slowly.

"I see. I have already felt this way about this matter, and I am afraid that I will decide to withdraw from the world in the near future."

When Jiang Wen saw that their play was almost done, he secretly found Zhou Long - this must be a well-rehearsed play, because as early as in Zhangqiugang Village, Ying Laodao said that he had asked Luo Yuantong to find him.

The rush of people from the three sects to help shows that the three sects have lived in the Luo Mansion for a long time and have conspired and planned everything together.

"Boss Zhou, do you know why Tiedan Village asked this question? Is there any disagreement between the Luo Family and Southern Shaolin?"

Zhou Long, who was imitating Quail, slowly raised his head with a hint of fear in his expression. Seeing that no one was paying attention around him, he whispered.

"Master Jiang, you don't know something. There is a rumor in the world that after the Qing Dynasty burned down the Southern Shaolin, the Luo family sent people to search and excavate, and also took away something from the Zhao'an Changlin Courtyard."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhou Long said clearly, "These are just speculations, but after Abbot Zhishan came to Guangzhou City, he actually went to Luo Mansion to beg for things but couldn't get them. This makes

Rumors continue to spread..."

Jiang Wen felt a little confused and decided to focus on the most important part of the problem.

"Oh? What did the Luo family take?"

"Harm, some say it's a treasure map, and some say it's a martial arts secret book."

Zhou Long, who had a round face, touched the stubble on his cheek and said hesitantly, "But I heard my senior brother mentioned a few words. It seems that a piece of sculpture with an ink dragon exploring the claws was transported away overnight, rising to the hidden sea.

An ancient monument in the shape of…”

Molong hidden sea map!

The secret dragon-shaped fist!

Jiang Wen thought of these two words like thunder in his heart. He never expected that the Luo family would be related to that terrible martial arts. If this matter is true, then the Luo family may be another time bomb. I don't know.

How many disasters will it cause?

With the two actors in place, the Golden Pen Washing Ceremony can finally continue according to the procedures. Questions about Luo Yuantong were raised one after another. A few people finally talked about some rumors in the world and old events in the martial arts, hoping to use this opportunity.

Give the host an opportunity to explain a thing or two.

However, more of these people still took this opportunity to express their admiration and gratitude. They all donated money and saved their lives in certain months and years, or they reconciled and fought, and upheld justice, which was considered to have given the host enough face.

During this process, Luo Yuantong's words varied in importance, but the only thing that remained unchanged was that he would first tell the other person's name and deeds, and then recall the story of their initial acquaintance. He was obviously very happy with it, just like some old leaders who were on the verge of retirement.

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Jiang Wenzheng had a gloomy look on his face, but Yuan Ziyi was still sulking at the side, and said with a hint of speculation: "You are talking so rhetorically. I wonder if the cold reception just received by the Luo family just looked down on me because I don't have a name?"

Jiang Wen said helplessly: "Old hero Luo is also a senior in the world, how can he be such a snobbery? Speaking of which, Miss Yuan, you'd better speak less to avoid the sour taste wafting out."

Yuan Ziyi glared at him.

However, Jiang Wen also remembered that Luo Yuantong seemed to have ignored him just now. Could it be that he really looked down on the unknown? If he didn't have a name, just pretend he didn't see him. Are there really such boring people in the world?

The high incense finally burned out and turned into ashes on the ground. During this process, Jiang Wen tacitly agreed with Zhou Long to pretend to be quail. Anyway, he and Luo Yuantong were strangers and had no grievances. There was no need to do anything.

Flower work attracts firepower, as long as you wait until it is over.

"Everyone can speak freely today, and I can't say enough. The past years are still vivid in my mind. I wish I could be young again and dominate the world again. But after a thousand days of travel, there will be a difference. Today, Luo washed his hands in a golden basin.

The decision has been made..."

Luo Yuantong said goodbye to his old friends one by one, with countless sighs and sighs on his face, but he had already resolutely ordered his disciples to bring the golden basin.

"After I wash my hands in the golden basin today, I will pass the sword on to my only daughter. From now on, everything in the world will have nothing to do with Luo. Everyone, we will meet again if we are destined to meet again!"

Seeing that the process had come to an end, Luo Yuantong uttered a word of thanks, and the sound spread throughout the hall, announcing that the Golden Pen Washing Ceremony was about to end.

A red sandalwood box was solemnly brought to the stage. Luo Shuang'er also walked along the road to the stage and carefully lifted up her father's sleeves.

Zhou Long raised his head slightly proudly at this time and whispered to Jiang Wen, "Master Jiang, look quickly, that is the sword sent by my escort. You will be able to see the style of the magic weapon later!"

Jiang Wen looked up and saw Luo Yuantong, who had already strode to the golden basin filled with clear water. He couldn't wait to dip his palms into it, looking forward to pushing today's event to the next stage so that his daughter who had returned from school could take over the limelight.

From now on, he will become famous all over the world.

But at this moment, the sound of swords clashing suddenly came from the distance, faintly rising and falling together, even suppressing the sound of falling rain, which continued from the horizon to the eyes.

"Wait a minute, old hero!"

There was not just one shouting and slowing, but they came from different people, high or low, thick or thin, and finally merged into one.

In the midst of the drenching rain, several masters of qinggong pulled the four corners of the oil-soaked red silk cloth to withstand the rain and fog, paving a red rainbow across the sky and opening up a path.

There is an unprecedented smooth road to avoid rain, and there is only one person walking in the middle.

These masters are as light as a swallow and have a leisurely posture. As soon as they appear, it can be seen that their skills are among the best in the world. Their kung fu is not inferior to that of any leader or gang leader in the field. However, there are seven or eight figures like this popping up one after another.

, this level of strength is enough to make everyone look sideways and shocked, and worry about whether the other party is an enemy or a friend.

The expert paved the way was about to arrive in an instant, and the Luo Mansion was suddenly so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Among the stars and the moon, an aristocratic young man wearing a white gown, with a face like a crown of jade, and eyes like falling stars came first.

, his steps are light and his breath is calm, and he obviously has profound martial arts skills.

I saw him standing in the Luo Mansion with his light robe slowly wrapped, folding fan in hand, without a drop of rain on his body, without any smoke and smoke, and spoke loudly with his head held high.

"Old Hero Luo, please forgive me. I'm late in congratulating you today. I just couldn't say anything because I still have to propose marriage. I hope that the old hero will agree!"

...Ask for marriage?!

The masters in different costumes had already followed closely behind, lined up in a formation of wild goose wings, and stood respectfully behind him. As expected, they all held pearls, emeralds, gold, silver and antiques in their hands as well as various congratulatory gifts, and wore big red flowers on their chests.

Seeing the other party using seven or eight top-notch masters to create such a grand display, all the martial arts people present invariably made the same comment - shameless.

Tiedanzhuang Zhou Zhongying, who had planned to propose marriage to his son, was so angry that he puffed his beard and glared. Jiang Wen, who had been overshadowed by the limelight, darkened his face decisively. He almost broke his own rules of sealing the sword and enlightenment, and successfully used the Yi Jin Jing with twelve successful techniques.

Beat it out.

Don’t think that I won’t hit you because you are handsome!

Seeing that the limelight was instantly snatched away by the white-robed young man in front of him, Luo Yuantong looked at him with a gloomy expression. I don't know if it was because of his inner feelings, but the martial arts people just felt that there was a hint of old age in what he said.

Taishan style.

"Who are you? Do you have a name in the world?"

The white-robed young master still looked as gentle as jade, humble and courteous, and bowed deeply to Luo Yuantong.
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