The Legend of the Condor Heroes: I became one of the Five Great Masters by drawing cards

After these words were spoken, no one paid any attention to poor Master Murong anymore, and everyone looked at Qiao Feng eagerly.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Feng frowned and shook his head, then his figure flashed again.

"The message was brought here by the disciples of the Daxin branch at great pains. The antidote was obtained by Brother Gu by chance. I, Qiao, have no credit at all. Brothers, please do not do this."

[Rush back to the apricot forest in time, bring the antidote to Beisu Qingfeng, capture the South Sea Crocodile God alive, and defeat the Xixia Yipintang's evil scheme. Your reputation points increase by 1000.]

[Renown level increased, fame rising (4800/5000) => Fame spread far and wide (5800/10000)]

Qiao Feng was careless for a moment and forgot about Mr. Murong, whom he had just met.

Although Murong Fu captured Helian Tieshu today, in terms of actual effect, it was just icing on the cake. Gu Ping'an's act of delivering medicine to kill the enemy was truly a timely help.

In addition, since he is Qiao Feng's sworn brother, everyone loves him and is naturally more grateful to him than Murong Fu.

Gu Pingan laughed inwardly and spoke righteously.

"Brother, you are wrong. Others may not know how powerful Duan Yanqing is, but I have long seen it. If you hadn't stopped him, I would have no way to resist him."

As he spoke, he looked at Murong Fu again and suddenly slapped his forehead.

"Everyone, please remember that we were able to capture Helian Tieshu today thanks to Master Murong's timely intervention. Otherwise, we might not have achieved such a great victory."

"Young Master Gu is right!"

Elder Xu was old and experienced in the ways of the world, so he immediately greeted everyone.

"We are truly ashamed of our previous misunderstanding of Master Murong. Your generosity and assistance today will be remembered by all members of the Beggars' Sect!"

There was nothing wrong with what he said, but there was a world of difference between helping and rescuing.

Murong Fu is good at calculating, but not very good at interpersonal communication. We can get a glimpse of this from how he treats his four generals.

He didn't hear the hidden meaning behind Elder Xu's words for a moment, and was happy in his heart. He couldn't help but have a better impression of Gu Ping'an.

"Elder, you are too kind. I did not show up before because I wanted to take a long-term view. Fortunately, there is..."

Only then did he remember that he had only heard people from the Beggar Gang call Gu Ping'an "Young Master Gu" but did not know his name.

"May I ask your name, Young Master Gu?"

"I dare not address myself as a superior in front of Master Murong." Gu Pingan gave him a friendly smile. "My name is Ping and my name is An. It is a great honor to meet you, Master."

After some pleasantries, Qiao Feng decided to leave. He said, "Now that everyone has escaped danger, I leave these people in your hands. I will take my leave now."

He clasped his fists, turned around without hesitation and walked out of the woods.

Gu Ping'an apologized to the elders and followed him, but before he went too far, he suddenly stopped.

"Oh, Master Murong, the two girls from Guizhuang, Azhu and Abi, are going to Luoyang to look for you. They happen to be traveling with my wife and I, and are currently in Wuxi City."

He seemed to suddenly remember something and turned around to ask.

"I don't know where you're going from now on. I'd like to let them know so they don't miss you."

Murong Fu's original intention was to make the Beggars' Sect owe him a favor, and although he failed to accomplish his goal, he planned to stay and chat for a while.

But after Gu Ping'an said this, he became a little hesitant.

Although he was quite fond of the two maids, his affection was far inferior to that of the imperial dynasty. However, the attitude of the Beggar Gang had been made clear today, so it was not certain that any results could be achieved through the discussion.

On the other hand, Gu Ping'an was clearly no ordinary person. His martial arts skills were no less than those of the Four Great Generals, and he had a close friendship with heroes like Qiao Feng. More importantly, he had shown goodwill to him more than once. If he could seize the opportunity to recruit him, he would surely be a great help in his endeavors.

"The Murong family is not a wealthy family. The two girls are maids, but they are no different from family members. Please wait a moment, I will catch up with you."

Murong Fu thought about it and quickly made a decision. He handed Helian Tieshu to Elder Xu, said a few polite words, and then chased after the two men.

The three of them returned to Wuxi City. On the way, they heard that Gu Ping'an had accompanied two people from the Funiu Sect from Dali to Jiangnan, and had helped them several times due to their misunderstandings. They couldn't help but respect him even more.

As luck would have it, Bao Bu Tong and Feng Bo'e returned to Wuxi early this morning and met Azhu and Abi.

When the two girls heard that their third and fourth brothers had broken into the Beggars' Sect and returned in defeat, they became even more worried about the safety of the young master, so they simply said goodbye to Mu Nianci and set off north to the Central Plains that day.

Yao Bodang and Cui Baiquan, uncle and nephew of Qinjiazhai, did not leave, and actually waited for Murong Fu to come back with Gu Ping'an.

When the three heard about the Beggars' Sect and saw Qiao Feng and Murong Fu traveling together, they immediately realized that the deaths of Ke Baisui and Qin Bodang were a frame-up.

The storm ended here. Several people apologized and expressed their gratitude to Gu Ping'an, and they also gained some reputation points.

Two hundred points is not much, but it is reasonable.

When Qiao Feng planned to go north to Yanmen Pass to find out about his background, Murong Fu said he wanted to go to Luoyang, which was convenient for him.

After a brief thought, Gu Ping'an also followed them north and said goodbye to the two of them all the way to Ruzhou.

During the 1,700-mile journey, although the three men drank and laughed every day, Qiao Feng also became aware of Murong Fu's thoughts.

This person seems to be generous, but he is always a bit scheming. If Gu Ping'an ignores his secret reminder, he can still laugh it off. But if he is slightly pointed out, his intention to win over and bribe will be obvious.

"It just so happens that this place is not far from Shaoshi Mountain, and Qiao is visiting my adoptive parents. Perhaps they know a thing or two about my life story."

After his sworn brother parted ways, Qiao Feng was unwilling to travel with Murong Fu again.

Young Master Murong tried every possible means to establish the image of someone who cared about the safety of his subordinates, and of course he couldn't go against his own face. The three of them drank again and then parted ways.

There are no famous scenic spots in Ruzhou. Gu Ping'an came here specifically, not to stroll around, but for a mountain, a game of chess, and a person.

The mountain is Runan Leigushan, and the chess piece is the Zhenlong chessboard.

And that person is naturally not the "Mr. Smart and Eloquent" Su Xinghe.

Although Mu Nianci didn't understand why Gu Ping'an came here specially, she didn't ask too much and just treated it as accompanying him to travel around.

Anyway, with him by my side, anywhere in the world is home.
The Leigushan Mountain is covered with dense bamboos and has a quiet and peaceful scenery. Beside the mountain stream, there is a pavilion built with giant bamboos, which is elegantly constructed and extremely ingenious.

The bamboo is the pavilion, and the pavilion is the bamboo. At first glance, you can't tell whether it is a bamboo forest or a pavilion.

Going further, you will see a valley. The bamboo forest is no longer there. All you can see are straight and thick pine trees. The mountain breeze blows, and the pine leaves crisscross, like the sound of waves.

After walking through the forest for more than a mile, three wooden houses stood quietly in front of us.

There was a large bluestone in front of the house, and beside the stone stood a short, thin, and shriveled old man, deep in thought.

The two men stepped forward and found that there was a chessboard carved on the bluestone. The black and white pieces were all crystal clear and glowing, and each side had more than a hundred pieces.

Mu Nianci looked carefully and suddenly let out a soft "Huh".

This chess game was exactly the same as the one in the cave in Wuliang Valley; it was the Zhenlong chess game. (End of this chapter)