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The Great Daoist Master said:
"Silly boy, which master doesn't want their beloved disciple to learn more and become outstanding in the future? I'll explain it to him. Hurry up and accept this treasured sword. With it, your Dark Gold Sword will be incomparably powerful! Don't you want to revitalize the Guo Family? "
Guo Xiaobao hesitated and said:
"I think it's better if I ask my grandteacher to forgive my disrespect. Senior, please forgive my disrespect!"
At this time, the camel girl behind him spoke:
"Young Hero Guo, I know your grandteacher, and he will agree to it. He wrote me a note that said: "I can handle Mr. Guo's affairs on his behalf!"
Sure enough, the hunchback took out a white silk cloth from her bosom. On it was written:
"Hunchback, if you meet Guo Xiaoban, can you handle the Guo Family matters on my behalf, Daoist Luo Zhen?"
The hunchback continued:
"Young Hero Guo, your grandmaster, Senior Luo Zhen, has agreed to take you as his master. Rest assured!"
Guo Xiaoban said:
"I've never heard my ancestor talk about you in the five years I've been outside the city. Don't make me do something so outrageous!"
The hunchback said:
"Just now, that note was written by your ancestor!"
Guo Xiaoban said:
"That's right!"
The hunchback said:
"That's right, that's right. Okay, I don't have time to talk with you guys anymore. Anyway, this old man doesn't like me messing up his plans here. Seniors, Young Hero Guo, this way! "
With that, the hunchback disappeared from sight.
The Great Daoist Master said:
"Kid, why aren't you kneeling to me? To secretly learn other people's martial arts, you have to dig your eyes out. Hurry up and pay respects to this old one, then you can speak the truth. You have to return a disciple to me! "
Lei Tianming and Yuan Zhe also stood to the side and supported the Great Daoist Master's suggestion, telling Guo Xiaobang to kowtow.
Guo Xiaobang plopped down on his knees in front of Taishang and kowtowed three times. He received the dark golden sword with both hands and acknowledged his master!
The four of them returned to the Vermillion Bird's Gate Inn in Changan City to celebrate the fact that Guo Xiaoban had become one of the Grand Priestess' disciples.
It was raining heavily and the mountain road was slippery.
A cliff, a road, a road.
In a luxurious restaurant in the Vermillion Bird Sect, the Grand Preceptor entertained Lei Tianming with a banquet.
The Great Daoist Master told everyone to temporarily keep quiet about the news that Guo Xiaobang had been taken in as his disciple. In case Li Kui Long knew too much about Guo's background.
In order not to delay Guo Xiaoban's return to the river to save people, they dispersed after the separation.
The Taishang Priestess told Guo Xiaobing and went back to the gates of the sword sect.
In order to reduce the trouble on the way, Guo and Yuan decided to change the route to Hanzhong and enter Chuan from Qinling Mountains, then pass through Jianmen Pass and return to Chuan.
Although this path was difficult, it was much closer than a journey through the river south. As soon as they passed through Hanzhong, the road became harder and harder to walk, and in some places they could not even ride on horseback, so they had to walk.
The Jiangnan Six Freaks have been following Guo Xiaobao all the way to Han Zhong since Changan. They were so afraid of Guo Xiaobing's darts that they never found the right opportunity to take action.
On this day, Guo Xiaobing and Yuan Zai arrived at the Qin Mountains. A huge mountain stood in front of them, blocking their way. It would take two days and two nights for a horse to ride around the valley. However, if you walk over the mountain, you will be able to enter the river within one day.
Guo Xiaoban decided to abandon his horse and ride on foot to cross the mountain and enter the river.
In the small town in front of the mountain, they heard that the mountain roads were extremely difficult to walk on. In many places, only one person could walk with their back bent and close to the wall. Below was a bottomless abyss. If one was not careful, they would fall into the valley, and not even their bones would remain.
On the mountain, there was a group of bandits camped there. The government had sent troops to annihilate them many times, but they all failed to succeed. Thus, no one had ever dared to walk this path before.
No one had the ability to pass through here.
But Guo is not afraid.
He only had one chance to make it home.
Guo Xiaobing sold his horse in town.
However, because he was selling his horses, the six monsters in Jiangnan speculated that he was going to risk his life by climbing over mountains and taking mountain roads into rivers.
The Six Monsters were well aware of this difficult path. They felt that this was an excellent opportunity to kill Guo Xiaobang.
A few guys were dancing with joy in an inn in the town. The sorghum was very ugly, as if white silver was waving at them.
Its mouth was wide open like a small bowl, and its mouth was full of yellow teeth that were arranged in a disorderly manner. It looked just like a huge skeleton. The few prostitutes who were scared to the point of showing off their flirtatious looks all hid under the tables.
The big-mouthed monster stretched out its long hands and grabbed a prostitute from under the table. It tore off her long skirt, revealing her pure white thighs. It then began to do the immoral act in front of everyone.
A gust of wind, the old demon said. Three eyes, and the sloppy-nosed monsters all grabbed their whores and began to crazily howl as well.
The old donkey monster sitting on the stool was called the old donkey monster by the Jianghu because of its thick and long appearance.
This guy could easily kill himself, so in this town, where there were too many people, he didn't want to cause any trouble and affect their plan of making a fortune. He could only endure it.
However, how could the old donkey bear to put up with the men and women around him? His pants were wide open and he looked ready to give it a try.
A fat prostitute, who no one cared to ask, saw the monster's condition. The fat woman had already stretched to three feet and had quickly taken off all her clothes. She rolled to the front of the old donkey monster like a ball of meat.
The old donkey monster that was about to explode said to the fat woman:
"You brought this upon yourself! Don't blame me! "
The fat woman hugged the old donkey with both her hands as she laughed coquettishly while facing the sky:
"When aunt travels the world, what kind of strange goods have I not seen before? I'm still afraid of you, hehehe! "
She tore off the old donkey's pantyhose and was shocked! My God, it was an old donkey's gun!
How could this old donkey be willing to let her go? He fell head first into her mud field and rolled about non-stop.
After all, the fat woman was a veteran war general. Once her fat legs were closed, this fellow was immediately kicked out of the battlefield.
The old donkey finally got what he wanted and fought to his heart's content. It let out a howl and contentedly collapsed on top of the pile of fat.
After venting happily, the Six Monsters prepared gifts and flew up the mountain overnight.
Six Monsters' qinggong was first-rate. They quickly arrived at the mountain stronghold and handed over five thousand taels of silver to the chief of the stronghold. They had reached a tacit understanding with the men. Who would reject the temptation of such a large sum of money? They were bandits, and had lived their entire lives by stealing money from others. Naturally, they would not reject this treasure that had fallen from the sky.
Halfway up the mountain, he couldn't see the top of the road that led to the stronghold. The cliff face that led to the stronghold had to pass through the middle of the mountain.
This so-called road was carved out bit by bit by bandits with iron brushes, and could only be passed by one person.
From the village in the middle, there were twelve gates on each side, which was the checkpoint.
As long as there is only one person guarding each checkpoint, you can forget about passing through here and going to the mountain stronghold. Needless to say, they had passed through the mountain stronghold and entered the mountains and rivers.
The village was built halfway up the mountain, and from afar, it looked like it was hanging on a cliff in a deep abyss.
