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Chapter 612 Road Talk (1)

The Mongolians' reaction was much faster than Fang Zhixing expected. Although he and Zhang Junbao and Wen Tianxiang walked on the eagle, they had not yet arrived at the beach and saw the Mongolians' brigade of men mobilizing in all directions. There were also boats gathering on the sea, forbidding all other ships to go into the sea. It was thought that the Mongolians guessed that they might escape by sea, so the flying pigeon sent a letter to order the ban on the sea. Seeing this, the three had to turn south and return to Liuqiu by land. Along the way, several people disguised themselves, sometimes traveling on the eagle and sometimes hiking, making it impossible for the Mongols to find traces. But in this way, time was much slower and they also heard more news.

"Kublai was not dead, and the real gold was not dead... Tsk tsk! These two people are really lucky!" In the mountains, Fang Zhixing sighed when he heard the news that Zhang Junbao heard. Although he did not have much hope for the lethality of the two thunders, he was still a little disappointed when he heard that Kublai and the real gold were not dead. "But... I remember that there was no one in front of the real gold body. I guess this person would be seriously injured even if he didn't die. The prince is called the foundation of the country. Once it is shaken, the Mongols will inevitably be unstable. This will not be calmed down in a short while. Those Confucian scholars have no backbone in national justice, but

If it is related to this kind of etiquette, he will definitely try his best to fight. What's more, Dong Wenzhong and Wang Xun spent a lot of effort on Zhenjin, and the Mongols would inevitably be in chaos for a while. When it is calmed down, Kublai Khan probably won't be able to survive for a few years. In this case, Liu Qiu seems to be safe!" Fang Zhixing thought to himself. Although he threw out the thunder in the assassination that day, he mainly used them as stones. Although the power is declining because of the distance, he is definitely not something that ordinary people can withstand. Even if the real gold does not die this time, it will definitely not be able to survive for a few years. Fang Zhixing still has this confidence.

"What about the burning of the scriptures? What is the purpose of the Mengyuan side?" Fang Zhixing asked again.

Zhang Junbao said happily: "I didn't explain the matter of burning the scriptures in detail, but the localities did not receive the order to burn the scriptures again. I think this matter was left unresolved." He and Fang Zhixing came to Dadu this time, and the most important thing was to stop Kublai Khan from burning the scriptures. As for rescuing Wen Tianxiang, assassinating Kublai Khan, etc., they were just secondary purposes and means. Seeing that the Mongolians had vowed to burn the Taoist scriptures before, Zhang Junbao was extremely happy. Without this, the Taoist throne of the Quanzhen Sect was finally saved.

Nodding, Fang Zhixing said, "It seems that Kublai Khan already knows the prosecution. This Taoist robbery has finally passed. It's a pity... it's a pity..." As he said that, he sighed, as if he was sighing, but he didn't say it.

"What a pity?" Wen Tianxiang said. He has been with Fang Zhixing and Zhang Junbao these days. Although he didn't say a word, he was still taciturn. He didn't know what he was thinking about. For some reason, he actually intervened in the conversation between the two.

After looking at him, Fang Zhixing said, "Actually, there is no regret. In the future, the Quanzhen Sect will probably decline slowly. Although Kublai Khan is limited to threats and dare not persecute the Quanzhen Sect, it is impossible for him to admire it again. The Taoist sect's prosperity will probably stop now!" Even though he couldn't see the family members of some disciples in the Quanzhen Sect's family in the Mengyuan Sect, Fang Zhixing couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he thought of the sect's decline in the future. The Quanzhen Sect was prosperous for decades and finally became prosperous and declined.

When Zhang Junbao heard his master's words, he was also worried. Although he had not been in Zhongnan Mountain for a long time, he also had feelings for the Quanzhen Sect. Seeing that the Quanzhen Sect would be deliberately ignored in the Mongol Yuan territory in the future, he felt a little sad, not knowing what the future would be!

Wen Tianxiang was not concerned about these things. He said, "Since your sect can no longer be trusted, why not raise up and gather heroes from all directions to work together? The Quanzhen Sect has a million people, even if one ten people produces, there is a hundred thousand army. With such a force, why worry about the unrest of the Han family!" As he said that, he looked at Fang Zhixing and said passionately: "Brother Fang, you have great martial arts skills and think you have a great position in the sect. Wen begs you to plan for the people of the world and start a business!" Even though he didn't know much about the Quanzhen Sect, Wen Tianxiang had heard that this world's first sect has a million people. If they were mobilized, the Song Dynasty would have hope of restoring the country!

"To do things?" Fang Zhixing was not moved when he heard this. Instead, he smiled bitterly and thought of the past forty years ago. After the Great Winning Guan Hero Meeting, he also advised Hao Datong and others like this, but others were slight and took risks at that time, so naturally they were not adopted. Now, although he has some prestige in the Quanzhen Sect, if you want to start an act, it can be said that it is a capture of the moon in the water. Over the years, there have been many factions within the Quanzhen Sect, and many disciples' families in various sects were officials in the Mongolian Yuan, so it is not easy to start an act. Moreover, after the incident in Dadu, it is not said that the Mongols must mobilize troops and horses to prepare for defense. It is good that those Taoists who joined the Quanzhen Sect did not leave half of them, so how could they start an act? Fang Zhixing had long since had no hope for these people.

"Mr. Wenshan, you don't understand the matters of Quanzhen Sect. Although my master is very good at martial arts, he almost never interferes in the affairs of the teachings. Just like Master Zeng, who is the best of Quanzhen and Master Chongyang, his martial arts are the best, but not many people will obey it." Zhang Junbao smiled bitterly when he saw his master and explained. If we talk about the matters of Quanzhen Sect in the martial arts world, although Fang Zhixing was not the same, no one could underestimate it. However, Quanzhen Sect is a Taoist sect after all, and what he values ​​more is Taoist Kung Fu. Fang Zhixing is far from Zhongnan, and his reputation in this area is too far away.

Seeing that the two were unmoved, Wen Tianxiang sighed in disappointment, but no longer said anything. Seeing this, Fang Zhixing said, "If you don't talk about these, Mr. Wenshan, do you have any friends and relatives? Can you invite them to come and go to Liuqiu?" Now that Liuqiu is about to establish a country, what you lack the most is all kinds of talents. No matter what Wen Tianxiang has, as long as he gets there, he can at least reap the reputation. If there are more people, the momentum will be even greater! Wen Tianxiang alone is weaker in the scholars.

After pondering for a while, Wen Tianxiang said, "When I was heading north, I used to ship with my brother Guangjian. Later, he stayed in Jinling for medical treatment due to serious illness. I don't know what's going on now?"

"Guang Gong's brother?" Zhang Junbao said: "But Deng Shan from Luling? I heard that he was teaching for Zhang Hongfan's son in Jinling. I think the disease has been cured, right?" (To be continued)
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