Chapter 205 Gains and Losses

On the way back to the mountain.

Qingshu was taught by Xiang Tianxiao's side.

"Master, Wanqiu Xu, Kunyu Mountain is too close to the Nine Banners Gate, too far away from Kunwu Mountain, give them to the Nine Banners Gate, the disciples can understand, but why transfer so many belongings to others. ”

Xiang Tian smiled slightly, and read out the words of the great man in the previous life:

"People and land, people and land, people and land, people and land, people and land. ”

After reading this paragraph, Xiang Tianxiao said to Qingshu: "If you want to take it first, you must give it first, can you understand it?"

Chewing on the words that smiled at the sky, Qingshu seemed to understand a little.

Behind him, Jun Buregret but asked: "Master, those disciples of the original ninety-two families, I'm afraid they can't really belong to them, and the quality is uneven, and it is difficult to guarantee ...... in the future."

Shaking his head slightly, Xiang Tian smiled and joked: "My Kunwu faction is a mixed group, but what is happening now? It's not all single-minded, this person will change, the key is how you treat them." ”

Yan Qingshu understood Xiang Tianxiao's words, and immediately said: "Disciple, I will instruct all the junior disciples to treat them as the same family, and not to be bullied!"

Nodding with satisfaction, Xiang Tian smiled and said: "My Kunwu faction has the Nine Banners Gate in the east and the Shuanghe Hall in the south, and it is unwise to start a war at the two ends......

Yang Xiao caught up with the horse at this time, and just heard this sentence, and said:

"What the senior brother in charge said is very true, that Shuanghetang will have a battle with us in the end, this Nine Banners Gate, maybe it can be my Kunwu help that day. ”

Nodding again, Xiang Tianxiao chuckled: "At present, the general trend of my Kunwu faction has been achieved, and the next step is to concentrate on development." Of course, we need him to stop making trouble for us. ”

Yang Xiao turned his head and asked Xie Changqing, "Apprentice, do you know what the general trend is in your master's words?"

Xie Changqing thought for a moment and replied with two words: "Santang." ”

Shi Potian, who had never spoken much, asked, "Isn't Santang our ally?"

Xiang Tian smiled "um!" first, expressing affirmation, but then said:

"Santang and I are just a coincidence, coupled with mutual needs, and there are real allies in the world, but it is just five points of strength, four points of interests, and one point of feelings. ”

Everyone nodded thoughtfully.

Yang Xiao's tone suddenly became high-spirited, and he said:

"Most of Kunlun Mountain is in my hands, plus Wife's Town and Heming City, it has formed a pincer trend for Anfu Mansion and Anping Town, and Santang naturally understands the reason. ”

Suddenly, all the Kunwu disciples were in high spirits.

Xiang Tian smiled but sighed: "I have no desire to compete for power, but I have no choice but to do it." ”

Xiao Liyue said in a voice at this time: "It's better to live on the mountain. ”

Silently bowed his head, smiled to the sky, and also wanted to be on the mountain every day, practicing exercises, adjusting with his junior sister, and teaching his disciples without anything.

Now, they are still going to the customs to deliver 'smuggling'.

......

Outside the customs.

The desert is desolate and colorless, and the moon in Kunlun is like a hook.

It is out of the towering city wall on the edge of the pass, and you can still see the tall figure of Kunlun Mountain when you go far.

A bright moon rises from the peak of the moon ring in Kunlun Mountain.

Looking from afar, fly into the vast sea of clouds.

Under the sea of clouds, on the desolate sand-alkali ground, there is a team of white-robed people, dozens of large cars guarding it, looking at the car marks, you can know that the things in the car are not light.

Because he had recently received most of Kunlun Mountain, as well as thousands of disciples, Xiang Tianxiao only brought Gong Ling and Xiao Liyue this time, as well as two hundred disciples of the Torture Hall.

Of course, the personal disciples of several people were all brought.

If the master has something, the disciple will obey it. Xiang Tianxiao is deeply convinced of this.

Retracting his gaze from the bright moon, Xiang Tianxiao looked at the dozens of salt cars again.

Gong Ling said on the side: "Senior brother, don't worry, these two hundred disciples are all selected by me, a team of fifty people, I let Zhang Liao and Guo Huai each lead two teams, there will be no problems." ”

"Hmm", Xiang Tianxiao was still a little uneasy and asked:

"When you go out, who is talking to Jinyi Wei Wang Tong?"

"That's a new disciple who joined the torture hall, called Chang Hao, I asked him to bring a team, this kid Xiaoyue swordsmanship is quite distinctive. Gong Ling replied.

"Then who are the leaders of the other three teams?" Xiang Tianxiao looked back again, now that he was out of the customs, everything had to be more careful.

Gong Ling also turned around and pointed to the head and elaborated:

"The tall man is from Zhandong, originally from Wuxia Village, and his foundation is good, but he is more murderous. ”

Then, he pointed to the disciple with a large red birthmark on his face and said:

"That's Dong Hao, the rest are very average, it's better to work hard enough. He runs a liquor store at home, and he is very careful in his work. ”

In the end, Gong Ling pointed to a little fat man again, and was about to say an introduction, but Xiang Tianxiao said with a smile:

"Ying Zhen, the original long tassel dart bureau, a small slippery head. ”

Gongsun got up from the side and asked for instructions: "Master Master, it should be true that he was reprimanded by the elders in his martial arts practice, and he has always been unable to understand it, and wants me to ......."

"So I ask you to ask the head of this sect?" Xiang Tian replied with a smile, but turned his head to look at Gong Ling.

Scratching his head, Gong Ling said: "This kid is a freak, he originally practiced swords, and later learned swords at the mountain gate, and after joining the torture hall...... Alas, how can the two kung fu of Husun and Xiaoyue be practiced together. ”

Xiang Tian smiled and nodded thoughtfully.

Xiao Liyue also nodded, and said her personal experience: "Back then, the senior brother first taught me the Xiaoyue Sword Technique, and I also tried to practice the Husun Duel, but it was yin and yang, and the third junior brother reprimanded it was understandable, but it was just ......."

"Just what?" Xiang Tianxiao was a little curious.

Pursing her lips, Xiao Liyue said: "When the third junior brother came to me for this matter, I have seen Ying Zhen's kung fu, whether it is a sword, he is extremely proficient, but if he does not have the corresponding mental method, he can only end up with a showmanship, which is a waste of his talent." ”

Xiao Liyue said that he had seen it, and it was by listening, although there was only one layer of divine skill, it was divine consciousness that was used.

This is much more careful than just looking at it with your eyes.

Glancing back at the little fat man again, Xiang Tianxiao already had a case in his heart.

The procession continued on its way, and it was about to walk for another day.

Green began to appear in front of me, and the air became moist.

Looking at the endless grassland like a huge picture, spread out between heaven and earth, so pure, so far away, it is really impossible to describe in words.

The wind blew, and the grass bent down together, revealing a group of dozens of figures dressed in red.

But see!

The group of red-clothed men was clearly heading towards their home.

When he got closer, Xiang Tianxiao looked at the team very curiously.

The upper body wears a shoulder and a purple-red drape with two and a half times the length of the body.

Lama?

Xiang Tianxiao immediately popped up the word in his mind.

"It's a Buddhist monk!" Gong Ling exclaimed softly.

Xiang Tianxiao leaned back slightly, and asked in a low voice, "What is Buddhism?"

Gong Ling also lowered his voice and said: "It is a kind of Buddhist sect in Nanfan, also called the secret sect of Buddhism, which is generally only encountered by chance in Shuangheguan, and it is rare in Xipingzhou. ”

His brows furrowed slightly, and he smiled at the sky: "This is outside the Western Regions Pass, what are these people doing here?"

Then a very delicate monk came out of the line, put his hands together and asked:

"Dare to ask the person who came, but Kunwu sent the person who transported salt!"