Cheng Xu hugged his arm, frightened and angry, cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and looked dissatisfied and angry, staring at Han Mo: "You...you..." But for a moment, he didn't know how to say it. He was not as good as a person, so what else could he say.

Li Mao stepped forward to support Cheng Xu and said in a deep voice: "Brother Cheng, can you hurt your bones?"

"What a great stick technique." Cheng Xu couldn't help but sigh: "I can't be prepared for it."

Han Mo put down the copper stick, turned around, clasped his fists slightly, and said lightly: "I'll give in." At this time, Han Yuan had already run forward in surprise, hugged Han Mo, and laughed: "Xiao Wu, where did you learn this trick? It's so amazing, I thought you were going to lose." He looked at Cheng Xu coldly and said loudly: "Master Cheng, you can write a memorial to Beijing."

Cheng Xu just said that Han Mo could support him twenty moves and then gave him a memorial to the emperor, asking the Emperor of Yan to give Han Mo the position of command. Han Yuan naturally would not forget this sentence. Now Han Mo not only supported twenty moves, but also defeated Cheng Xu. Han Yuan naturally wanted to ridicule Cheng Xu.

...

"General Cheng, you go to the marching doctor first to see the injuries." Looking at Cheng Xu with a pale face, Han Xuanling's face was also extremely serious. He turned his head, looked at Han Mo, and said in a deep voice: "The other generals are waiting outside first, and turn around to discuss military affairs. Han Mo, come in!" Without further ado, he turned around and walked into the governor's tent.

Everyone also saw that Han Xuanling looked very serious and didn't know why. Could it be that Han Mo was blamed for hurting Cheng Xu?

Han Mo smiled and clasped his fists at everyone and followed in.

...

Han Xuanling sat in the main seat, thinking about something. When he saw Han Mo coming in, he waved his hand and signaled him to get closer.

"Second uncle, shouldn't I hurt him?" Han Mo walked to the side of the bronze case and was very respectful.

Han Xuanling pondered slightly, stared at Han Mo for a moment before whispering: "Have you seen Xuanyuan Wuming?"

"Xuanyuan Wuming?" Han Mo was stunned. Although the name sounded quite powerful, it was the first time he heard about it. He didn't know who he was, nor did he know why Han Xuanling said this.

When Han Xuanling saw that when he mentioned "Xuanyuan Wuming", Han Mo was still confused. From this point of view, Han Mo really didn't know the man. He was even more confused and frowned and said, "Mo'er, is the move you suddenly used just now the snake stick technique?"

Han Mo thought about it and realized that the eight-part stick method became more and more effective in the future. Han Xuanling would always know that he was practicing the eight-part stick method, so there was no need to hide it. He nodded and said, "Second uncle, that move is the move of the eight-part stick method." But he was a little surprised. How did Han Xuanling know the existence of the "Eight-part stick method"?

Han Xuanling looked at Han Mo extremely seriously and whispered: "You have practiced the eight stick techniques, how could you not know Xuanyuan Wuming? Tell me where he is now? Is he in Donghai County?"

Seeing that he looked solemn and even had a look of worry in his eyes, Han Mo was very confused, but he shook his head and said, "Second uncle, I... I really don't know who Xuanyuan Wuming is!"

"Bang!"

Han Xuanling slapped his palms on the bronze case, making a low collision sound. His expression was also very disappointed and said angrily: "Mo'er, how can you deceive me?"

"I...I don't." Monk Han Mo was confused and didn't know why Han Xuanling suddenly got angry.

"You have to know that this matter is of great importance. If you hide it, my Han family will be in danger." Han Xuanling's eyes widened, his steel beards rose, and his voice was even more terrifying: "Mo'er, you have to tell your second uncle what you know." Suddenly, he thought of something and said, "I understand, is it because Xuanyuan Wuming threatening you to not let you disclose his whereabouts? Mo'er, don't be afraid. Even with Xuanyuan Wuming, he can't hurt you. We have nearly 20,000 soldiers of the sect army. He is a god and cannot do anything to you."

Han Xuanling has been in charge of the Fu Army for more than ten years. He has always been calm and capable. He will treat things that are so big that he will calmly.

But for some reason, the second uncle, who had always been calm and capable in Han Mo's eyes, seemed a little excited at this time, and his eyes were also flashing with an expression of indescribable and almost frightened.

"Second uncle!" Han Mo knelt down in front of Han Xuanling and said solemnly: "Mo'er dares not deceive his second uncle. Mo'er is indeed practicing the "Eight Sticks Method", but Mo'er has never heard of the Xuanyuan Wuming. I got the "Eight Sticks Method" by chance and has nothing to do with Xuanyuan Wuming!"

Han Xuanling said half-believingly: "Mo'er, you... don't you really know Xuanyuan Wuming?"

"Mo'er really doesn't know!"

Han Xuanling saw Han Mo's sincere face, and knew that although Han Mo was naughty and had a lot of thoughts, he had always respected and honest to the elders of the Han family, especially to him. He should not deceive anything.

He was just shocked. This "Eight Sticks Method" was something that the man regarded as *, so how could Han Mo get it?

"Get up!" Han Xuanling raised his hand and signaled Han Mo to get up, then said seriously: "Mo'er, then tell me where did you come from in the "Eight Sticks Method"?"

Han Mo knew that the matter was of great importance and dared not hide it. He explained the origin of the "Eight Sticks Method" and even the Blood Copper Yin and Yang Sticks.

Han Xuanling had a serious expression at first, but after hearing it, he was full of confusion. When Han Mo finished speaking, his face was shocked, he opened his eyes wide and said, "Mo'er, are you... what you said is true? Did you get this "Eight Sticks Method" and that... that Yin-Yang Stick from Han Shisan's Weapons?" His eyes were full of incredible expressions, as if he was listening to a fantasy story.

"Yes!" Han Mo said seriously: "Mo'er dares not deceive him. My second uncle can send someone to Han Shisan's weapon shop to verify."

"Strange and strange." Han Xuanling shook his head and frowned: "How could he throw these two things away? Three taels of silver... Three taels of silver sold what he regarded as life?"

Han Mo asked carefully: "Second uncle, do you... do you suspect that the one who left the "Eight Sticks Method" and the Blood Copper Yin-Yang Stick is the one named Xuanyuan Wuming?"

"It's probably him." Han Xuanling said seriously: "If those two things were not accidental, they would never have left him half a step."

"Who is he...?" Han Mo finally asked the question in his heart. From Han Xuanling's expression and language, it can be guessed that Xuanyuan Wuming is definitely not an ordinary person.

Han Xuanling was excited just now and even said that he wanted to use 20,000 soldiers of the tutoring army to protect Han Mo. The meaning was very clear. Not only Han Xuanling could not defeat Xuanyuan Wuming, but even if he had a hundred and a hundred good players, he was afraid he would not be Xuanyuan Wuming's opponent.

Han Mo knew about Han Xuanling's kung fu. He was definitely the number one in Donghai County. Even in the entire Great Yan Kingdom, his martial arts were definitely among the top ten. Such a powerful general actually became afraid of Xuanyuan Wuming and even frightened. This shows how terrifying Xuanyuan Wuming was.

"Is he?" Han Xuanling said slowly as if he was thinking: "He is a monster!"

"monster?"

Han Xuanling looked at Han Mo and said, "Mo'er, sit down first." After Han Mo sat down beside him, he slowly said, "Mo'er, you should know that there are famous generals from all directions in this world."

"Mo'er knows." Han Mo nodded.

Famous generals from all directions, ten people who are famous all over the world, and those who understand the world a little, can't clearly know the name of each person, but they all know the title of "famous generals from all directions".

"The famous generals in the ten directions are the strongest ten people in the world." Han Xuanling sighed, touching his beard, "Although they are known as the 'famous general', not everyone is in the position, nor is everyone willing to get involved in the dispute over right and wrong in the world. Among the famous generals in the ten directions, there are only five generals of the country now. Qing has Shang Jing Saint General Shang Zhongli, Yan has the tiger Xiao Huaiyu from the east, Wei has the Jin Lock of Shannan and the Canglang of the West, Du Wufeng from the West, and the small south wind country also has the Nanshe Bu Sugan. These are the five famous generals who are planning for the country now. In addition, there are five other people who are not in the court, nor in the army, but are hidden in the world and unwilling to participate in the battle of swords and weapons. It is a pity."

Han Mo held his chin and thought for a while before asking, "Second uncle, is that Xuanyuan Wuming, one of the five famous generals who are hidden in the world?"

Han Xuanling shook his head and said, "No. If he is really one of them, it is enough to shock the world, but I may not be worried about my second uncle. After all, famous generals are also human beings. Although they have powerful martial arts and outstanding military talents, they can't fly to the sky and escape without a trace. After all, famous generals are flesh and blood, and as long as there are many people, they can still deal with them."

"Then...isn't Xuanyuan Wuming a human?" Han Mo asked in surprise.

Han Xuanling was silent, as if thinking about how to answer this question.

"Maybe he is really not a human anymore." Han Xuanling sighed and said softly: "At his peak, he could really enter a state of no one among millions of troops. Taking the head of the enemy general is like exploring his bag and taking objects. The blood-copper Yin-Yang stick, I am afraid that few people who have truly seen can survive."

"Have you seen Xuanyuan Wuming?"

"I was still a child at that time, but I was only eleven or twelve years old. Your grandfather took me to Wei State once and saw him take action by chance." Han Xuanling recalled and said slowly: "The move you just now is eighty-point similar to the snake stick method he used at the beginning, so I can recognize it."

"However, Xuanyuan Wuming is not one of the famous generals in the ten directions, and what does it have to do with famous generals in the ten directions?" Han Moqi said: "Why did the second uncle suddenly mention famous generals in the ten directions when he talked about him?"

"You should know that the Wei State Shannan Jinxiaohammer Sima Qingtian and the western land Canglang Du Wufeng?" Han Xuanling said seriously: "The Wei State has the most powerful cavalry in the world, and with its barren national strength, it can defeat Qing State repeatedly. It even occupied the Shanbei County of Qing State six years ago, resulting in the Qing State, which has strong national strength, which cannot restore the lost territory, because Wei State has two such people."

"His one thing Xuanyuan Wuming has to do with these two people?"

"Of course there is." Han Xuanling said word by word: "Xuanyuan Wuming is the master of the two of them. Among the famous generals in the ten directions, these two famous generals came from Xuanyuan Wuming's sect together!"

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