Upon hearing this, Guo Jing pondered for a moment. He had never thought about this question before. In his previous view, he only had the idea of ​​protecting his home and country, and of course, loyalty to the Song Dynasty was also inevitable.

But now Li Daoyi is asking the Song court and the people of the world.

"The greatest heroes are those who serve their country and its people," Guo Jing said solemnly.

"Clang..."

Li Daoyi drew his steel sword again. He was satisfied with the answer.

"This sword contains the true spirit of Yue Fei. When swung at a target, it will have tremendous power. It can be used three times in total. I am now giving this sword to you. Take it to Mongolia and find Ögedei Khan and the Golden Wheel Monk."

Guo Jing reached out and caught the sword.

“Tell them that they are not allowed to set foot in the Central Plains. They can go west, where there is much more vast land.”

“If he’s unwilling, you can decide for yourself. With two white eagles, it shouldn’t be difficult for you to bring Wanyan Lie back,” Li Daoyi said.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Guo Jing with concern, as traveling to Mongolia alone was extremely dangerous.

"I am willing to go," Guo Jing said, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

"Brother Jing!" Huang Rong called out worriedly.

"Rong'er, I must go on this trip," Guo Jing said solemnly.

“Alright, then I will personally go to Kaifeng and meet these Jin nobles,” Li Daoyi continued.

"Master, what do you intend to do?" Qiu Chuji asked.

"Let the horses graze freely, and the Jin Kingdom will have to disappear. It's just that they can choose how they disappear," Li Daoyi said coldly.

Unlike the Mongols, the Jurchens had already caused many irreparable disasters to the Central Plains during this period. Leaving aside the Northern Song Dynasty, just considering the battles between the Southern Song and the Jurchens over the past century, how many civilians and soldiers have been sacrificed? Therefore, Li Daoyi could not allow this country to continue to exist.

"And what about the Song dynasty?" Ma Yu asked.

"The Song Dynasty? We'll deal with the Jin Dynasty first," Li Daoyi replied. The main issue was that he still didn't know whether to replace the Song court or continue to maintain it; he needed time to consider this step.

Next, Guo Jing and Huang Rong left Zhongnan Mountain. Yes, Huang Rong still insisted on going with Guo Jing. Li Daoyi thought about it and thought that Huang Rong was very smart and might be able to persuade Ögedei Khan. If all else failed, with the sword protecting them, the three of them could return safely. Most importantly, Li Daoyi felt that the Golden Wheel Monk might be able to lend them a hand.

Outside the ancient tomb, Li Daoyi led Yang Guo and the others to say goodbye to Xiaolongnü.

"Miss Long, we are leaving Zhongnan Mountain."

Little Dragon Girl naturally already knew about this, and she didn't say anything, just quietly watched the group.

“The world is vast, and you are still so young. The ancient tomb should not be your final destination. I have asked you many times before if you were willing to leave, but unfortunately you have never answered. I sincerely hope that you will leave the ancient tomb and go out into the world,” Li Daoyi said slowly.

“Yes, Little Dragon Girl, why don’t you leave with us? Anyway, you can always come back if you miss this place in the future,” Yang Guo said.

“Yes, Sister Long, come with us,” Wanyan Ping said.

Just then, Granny Sun emerged from the tomb, leaning on her cane.

"Immortal Li, I have a question."

"Please speak."

"If my daughter comes down the mountain with you, what will her status be?"

After Granny Sun finished speaking, she stared at Li Daoyi without any fear, as if she would immediately pull Xiaolongnu back to the Ancient Tomb if he was not satisfied with her answer.

Little Dragon Girl also blinked and looked at Li Daoyi.

"Hahaha…"

Li Daoyi suddenly laughed.

"Do you know? From the first moment I saw you, I treated you like my own sister. If you were to go down the mountain, you would naturally be my sister, Li Daoyi's sister."

"Sister? Hahaha, good, good!" Granny Sun said happily. She was already very satisfied to be the sister of a fairy.

"Long'er, this is the first time I've called you like this. Leave now. The immortal is right. You don't belong here. You shouldn't die here. I've always worried that you'll be all alone after I die. Now this is your chance," Granny Sun said, looking at Little Dragon Girl.

A change finally appeared on Xiaolongnu's face; it was an expression of emotion.

"Grandma," Little Dragon Girl called softly.

“Go on, child. This old woman can live for another ten or twenty years. You can come back to see me anytime,” Granny Sun said with a smile.

"Hahaha, let's go." At this moment, Li Daoyi laughed and turned to leave the ancient tomb. He could hear the reluctance in Xiaolongnu's tone when she called out "Grandma", which meant that she was willing to go down the mountain.

Seeing his master and the others leave, Yang Guo quickly stepped forward, took Xiaolongnu's hand, and walked away.

"Go quickly, Little Dragon Girl. If you want to come back later, I'll come with you."

Little Dragon Girl glanced back at Granny Sun and suddenly felt her eyes sting. She let Yang Guo pull her along as they chased after Li Daoyi and the others.

On the way to Kaifeng, Yang Guo was very happy. Even though he was the only one among everyone who was traveling on foot, he was still as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

"Sister Mu, your son is quite devoted to Miss Long," Dongfang Bubai joked from the oxcart.

"What do children know?" Mu Nianci said awkwardly, glancing at Xiaolongnu beside her.

Little Dragon Girl looked at the two innocently, as if she didn't understand the meaning behind their words.

"Hmph, you big pervert." Only Wanyan Ping looked dissatisfied.

On top of the oxcart, Li Daoyi sat quietly, the black egg perched on his shoulder, hopping around excitedly.

"Little guy, are you so excited?" Li Daoyi couldn't help but ask.

The black egg spun around in a circle.

"I really don't know what you are, why can't you speak?" Li Daoyi said helplessly.

The black egg spun around a few more times. Li Daoyi looked helpless, having no idea what it meant. He only knew that one spin meant agreement, two spins meant disagreement, and this guy had just spun around more than a dozen times.

Out of boredom, Li Daoyi opened the panel and saw that his points had risen to more than 10,000 again. Before Guo Jing and Huang Rong left, he asked Huang Rong for the Nine Yin Manual and had already passed it on to Dongfang Bubai and Mu Nianci. Most importantly, the black egg had not been absorbing points on its own.

"Little guy, that's good enough." Li Daoyi reached out and touched the black egg.

The green ox did not use its supernatural powers to travel, but its speed was still not much slower than that of a horse.

"It smells so good..."

Beside the campfire, Yang Guo twirled a wooden stick in his hand, with a large deer leg stuck in the stick.

"Little Dragon Girl, are you hungry?" Yang Guo turned around and asked the girl sitting quietly behind him.

Little Dragon Girl shook her head.

“Call her Auntie.” Li Daoyi spoke at this moment.

"What aunt?" Yang Guo was taken aback.

“You big dummy, Sister Long is now the Taoist priest’s sister. You’re his disciple, so shouldn’t you call her ‘Master Aunt’? The Taoist priest is right to say you should call her ‘Aunt’. Hehehe…” Wanyan Ping covered her mouth and laughed after she finished speaking.

Yang Guo immediately stopped shaking the roasted meat.

“Aunt…” Yang Guo managed to utter two words.

"Hmm." Surprisingly, Little Dragon Girl actually agreed.

"Hahahaha..." Seeing Yang Guo's embarrassed expression, everyone burst out laughing.

Kaifeng Prefecture.

A few days ago, a crazy old man came to the city. His hair was disheveled and his clothes were tattered. He spent his days searching for his son on the streets. Some people couldn't stand it and wanted to teach him a lesson, but this man, although crazy, was as strong as an ox. Anyone who provoked him was beaten down by him. Gradually, no one dared to cause trouble. Fortunately, although this madman randomly grabbed people on the street, he would release them after looking at them. He just kept muttering about his son.

At that moment, in a restaurant next to the street, an old monk with a white beard stood by the window watching the back of the old man who was walking away in a madman's manner.

“Amitabha, you reap what you sow. Ouyang Feng’s current situation is also due to his many sins. Alas…” the old monk said, putting his hands together in prayer.

Just then, another figure came to his side.

"Hmph, letting him live this long is already the greatest mercy. He almost killed Rong'er back then." The man had a strange face, wore a blue robe, and his hair was somewhat yellowish. He was extremely ugly, and upon closer inspection, it turned out that he was wearing a mask.

"Hey you two, why are you looking at him for no reason? Be careful he sees you and comes to bother you again. Last time, Old Beggar was bothered by him for three days and three nights. I'm so strange, he seems to have forgotten everything, but he always wants to fight me as soon as he sees me."

Behind the two, an old beggar was eating food on the table with his mouth full of grease. Wasn't that Hong Qigong?

"Seventh Master, was what you said before true?" the masked man asked.

“Of course it is true. Also, I have already sent a letter to Peach Blossom Island. Given Guo Jing and Rong’er’s personalities, they have probably already gone to find them.” Hong Qigong wiped his mouth and said.

"What? You..." The masked man's voice became somewhat agitated.

“Oh, oh… don’t wrong me. So many people have seen this. It’s only a matter of time before it reaches their ears. Didn’t you two come to me because of this news?” Hong Qigong said hurriedly.

“Alright, Pharmacist, what Master Qi said makes sense. If this matter can be reported to Dali, it can naturally be reported to your Peach Blossom Island as well,” the old monk said.

These two were none other than Master Yideng and Huang Yaoshi. Huang Yaoshi had been a guest at Master Yideng's place in Dali. Later, the two received news from the Central Plains that immortals had appeared in the world, including the legend of Hong Qigong fighting against evil spirits. So the two agreed to find Hong Qigong.

"Is that evil spirit really that terrifying?" Huang Yaoshi asked.

"Well, I don't think so. I fought with them that day, and I felt that my martial arts were still able to harm them. It's just that they recover too quickly. Even if they were broken up, they could recover completely, which was quite troublesome," Hong Qigong explained.

"Oh, right, that immortal said that the more masculine the technique, the greater the damage to ghosts. I think Master Yideng's One Finger Divine Skill can probably do that too. As for you, tsk tsk, I don't think you can."

"Hmph, it's just a mere ghost; I can kill it myself," Huang Yaoshi said coldly, clearly unwilling to be underestimated.

"Moo..."

Just then, a loud mooing of a cow came from the street, followed by a commotion, as if a riot had broken out.