The next day, the official heroes' meeting was held. Many heroes came to Lujiazhuang, and the yard was filled with people inside and outside. At this moment, people gathered in the center of the courtyard, especially those who watched the seats were basically famous figures in the world.

The Beggars' Sect is the dominant party of this conference, so the disciples naturally come the most. Before the conference started, Lu Guanying went out to greet the guests again, and the one who came back this time was naturally a big shot.

There are four major disciples of fishermen, woodcutters and farming under the throne of Emperor Nan. Today they are Yu Yin and scholar Zhu Ziliu. These two people are also deeply aware of the essence of the Nan Emperor's One Yang Finger. As soon as they come, they pull the big and big martial arts into the house to teach the essence of the One Yang Finger.

After lunch, the Beggars' Sect held a handover meeting for the leader in the forest outside Lujiazhuang. It turned out that Huang Rong was already pregnant, and in recent years, all the affairs of the gang were actually left to Lu Youjiao to take care of.

In the past two days, Huang Rong passed all the essence of the dog-beating stick technique to Lu Youjiao. Although Lu Youjiao was stupid, after learning for so many years, he finally mastered this set of stick technique. Seeing that although he was not satisfactory, Huang Rong could only pass it, so she officially passed it to him today.

Yin Zhiping and Yang Guo watched the handover meeting on the tree, and saw the disciples of the two sects of Jingyi and Dirty Clothing surrounded Lu Youjiao in the middle. Huang Rong made an oath according to the gang rules and solemnly handed the dog-beating stick to Lu Youjiao.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Youjiao raised his dog-beating stick high and stood in the center. After Huang Rong retreated, dozens of beggars (all six or seven bags of disciples) surrounded him and spitted at Lu Youjiao one by one, only spitting his head and face, and his body was covered with phlegm and saliva.

Yin Zhiping and Yang Guo were stunned. They never expected that the handover ceremony of the Beggars' Sect Conference would be like this...special.

"Senior brother, if this is the case, I would rather not be the leader of this Beggars' Sect. It's really disgusting." Yang Guo said with a disgusted look on his face.

Yin Zhiping said silently and thought to himself: Hehe. Among these people, there are still people who have claimed their private revenge. They took this opportunity to spit on Lu Youjiao for a few more spits. After today, there will be no such opportunity.

After the handover ceremony of the Beggars' Gang, another old beggar stepped forward and said, "Old Gang Master Hong has an oral order, I want me to convey it!"

After hearing this, the gang members immediately cheered in unison. They had no information about Mr. Hong Qi for more than ten years, but they were worried about it. Suddenly, they heard that he had an order to come, and everyone was ecstatic.

A beggar in the crowd shouted loudly: "I wish the old leader Hong good luck!"

The beggars also called out together, and the sounds were really shocking the world, and the sounds were rising and falling one after another, and it took a long time to stop.

When Yang Guo saw this scene, he felt a sense of excitement. Although he was very skilled in martial arts, the ancient Tomb Sect was alone, and even if he became the head of the sect, he was just a person. Compared with major forces like the Beggars' Sect, it was a completely different feeling.

"A real man should do this. When he calls him, he will be the leader of all heroes." Yang Guo said.

The old beggar said again: "The Hong Gang Master said that in such a great chaos in the world, the Mongolian Tartars invaded the south and violated the mountains of the Song Dynasty. However, the Southern Song Dynasty court was in power and the emperor was stupid, and those officials could not count on it. We, the disciples of the Beggars' Gang, cannot forget the word "loyalty and righteousness."

The beggars raised their arms and shouted, "Say to follow the lessons of the old leader Hong's gang to the death."

After this incident, Lu Youjiao was in charge of the promotion and demotion within the Beggars' Gang. It was not convenient for others to watch it again, so they returned to Lujiazhuang.

In the afternoon, everyone sat in the banquet to discuss and chat, and when it was dark, they set up a dinner party again. During this period, many people came one after another.

Yin Zhiping thought that the hero conference was just a fight, but he didn't expect that the martial arts people in the Southern Song Dynasty liked to do the "tupering" style, just to discuss the martial arts alliance against the invasion of the Northern Meng. However, two days later, he didn't mention it, just to drink and chat.

At the climax of the banquet, Lu Youjiao suddenly raised his glass and said, "The leader of my gang has an order. The Mongolian Tartars invaded the south, and the people of our Beggars' Sect must resist to the death. Since you are invited to come here, you must be loyal and righteous. We must come up with a way together so that the Mongolian Tartars dare not invade the mountains of our Song Dynasty again."

As soon as these words were said, the heroes on the court were talking and agreed. At this time, the martial artists in the Song Dynasty were actually more honest than the literati, because these martial artists were always eating with their heads in the world, unlike those literati in the court who had their families in their families, who needed to look forward to the front and back.

Therefore, the patriotism of the martial artist is more direct and enthusiastic, that is the same word - Gan!

At this time, an old man with silver hair stood up and said, "As the saying goes, a snake cannot do without a head. Everyone present is a hero, but we also need to recommend a leader. Otherwise, it will be difficult to accomplish if there is no leader in the group of dragons!"

Yin Zhiping recognized this old man. He was the elder of the Beggars' Sect's clean clothes, but he was undoubtedly a nurseryman.

Someone also cheered and said, "There is no need to recommend it, you are the old man who will lead it!"

The old man smiled and said, "What's the old man? In the martial arts world, the five supernatural powers among the Eastern Evil and the Western Evil and the Southern Emperor are the most powerful. The Central Powers of the Chongyang Patriarch has passed away for a long time, and the Eastern Evil and the Huangdao Lord comes and goes alone. The Western Evil and the Western Evil are not the middle-aged man, and the Southern Emperor is far away in Dali, nor is it the Middle Earth person. Only the Northern Beggar Hong Qigong is qualified to take on this important task!"

Over the years, Hong Qigong has long established a reputation for helping the weak in the world. When the old man said this, everyone else agreed.

"But the old leader of the Hong gang travels around and his whereabouts are uncertain. Who should decide the matter of commanding the heroes?"

At this time, a voice appeared in the crowd.

"Who is it? Please come out and speak!" The old man made a gesture of invitation.

I saw a strong short man who was less than three feet tall and over 40 years old jumping onto the table. It was the hero of Jiangxi who was "thunder and fierce".

Everyone was about to laugh at him when they heard him say, "What we do today is only for the word "loyalty and righteousness, but we want to be ashamed of our hearts. Since that's the case, why don't you ask the leader of the old gang to be the leader and then recommend a deputy leader. When the leader is not here, he will handle all matters."

Everyone nodded, but what the short man said was reasonable.

Someone shouted again, "Hero Guo Jing and Guo can be the deputy leader."

"The Lu Gang Master is better!"

"The leader of the Beggar Gang is resourceful, I think it's more suitable!"

"Why would you call Master Lu?"

"Quanzhen Ma Sect Master. Changchun Qiu Zhenren..."

There were many different opinions for a while and the scene was very lively.

In the midst of chaos, I suddenly saw a few people from Lujiazhuang walking in quickly, and whispering a few words in front of Chairman Lu Guanying.

Lu Guanying's expression changed drastically, and he said to Guo Jing and others beside him: "If there is an enemy coming to make trouble, I'll go out to welcome him."

Guo Fu, who was sitting next to Huang Rong, looked puzzled. Why did Uncle Lu face the "enemy"?

As soon as Lu Guanying walked to the door, he suddenly heard a sound of horns and gongs and bowls. Two rows of lamas in red were knocking on the golden bowls and entering in.

These lamas all have bulging temples, and you can tell at a glance that they are masters who have been practicing martial arts for many years.

The courtyard was originally a lively scene, but the intrusion of these red-clothed lamas was really inappropriate. The sound of gongs and drums instantly destroyed their complicated discussions, and everyone looked at the door together - the two rows of red-clothed lamas stood horizontally and three people walked out from behind.

Guo Jing recognized the leader at first sight as Prince Huo Du, whom he had met in Chongyang Palace. The fat monk next to him was his senior brother Darba. The one walking at the end was a Tibetan monk wearing a red robe and extremely thin body.

His hair was left on both sides, but his head was bald in the center, and the top door was slightly concave.

When Huang Rong saw this, she was shocked. She heard from Master Huang Yaoshi that the martial arts of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism were the part of the crown chakra when she reached the extreme level. It seemed that this Tibetan monk in red was really bad.

Prince Huodu looked around and saw the heroes on the field coming, but they were in a mess. He said in his heart that a mob was scattered and said to the monk in red: "Master, I will introduce you to you, those two are the two famous heroes in the Central Plains..."

The Tibetan monk nodded, and met Guo Jing from the heights through the people in the yard, smiled crookedly, and said, "He is a master."

When everyone on the field saw this group of uninvited guests, they were talking a lot, thinking, why did the Central Plains people hold a hero conference to deal with the Mongolians? What are these Mongolian warriors doing?

Huodu said loudly: "This is the master of the Great Mongolian Kingdom, the holy monk of Tibetans, and is known as the King of Golden Wheel."

When everyone heard this, they understood that these people came to make trouble on purpose! But today, many masters from the Central Plains martial arts world gathered together, and Guo Jing and the hero Guo were also here to keep the scene. What can even be the Mongolian national teacher?

But the visitor was a guest, and before he could break up, Lu Guanying could only treat this group of people with courtesy and ordered the people to add two more tables to the side seat and then invite them to sit down.

The Mongolians naturally did not understand the rules of these Han people, so they sat down directly, and the others couldn't help but laugh.

Huo Du lived in the Central Plains for a longer time and understood what they were laughing at, but he didn't say anything. He waited until he had three glasses of wine, and he stood up and said, "I heard that this hero conference was to recommend a martial arts leader..."

Before he finished speaking, Lei Meng stood up and said, "Yes! We have chosen the leader of the old gang to be the leader of the martial arts world."

"Old Master Hong Gang?" Huo Du opened the folding fan of the peony flower and smiled treacherously, "Hong Qigong has long been reborn as the leader. Do you think we are all dead!"

As soon as he said this, the heroes were in an uproar, especially the Beggars' Gang's gang members were even more furious.

Huo Du said: "Okay, if Mr. Hong Qi is not dead, please ask him to come out and meet him."

Lu Youjiao raised his feet two times and said, "Old Gangmaster Hong traveled around and had nowhere to go. How could you see him just by saying you want to see him?"

Huo Du sneered: "Hong Qigong's life and death are uncertain, so I won't talk about it for now. Even if he is here today, how can he compare to my master, King Jinlun, in terms of martial arts merits and virtues? In my opinion, this martial arts leader must be my master, King Jinlun,."

It was really here to make trouble! Everyone knew that the Mongols knew that after the martial arts leader was elected, they would lead the Central Plains martial arts heroes to Mongolia. If King Jinlun became the leader of the martial arts world, even if he could not command everyone, it would be the biggest blow to the morale of the Central Plains martial arts world.

But they saw that there were only about ten people on the other side, and even if they were first-class experts, they would definitely not be the opponent of thousands of people in this battle.

Seeing the other party's attitude, Huang Rong knew that they were here to kick the club. If they were to use their power to suppress others, they would not be convinced. So she said, "He has already recommended the leader of the old gang to be the leader of the martial arts world. Although Master Jinlun was not convinced, he could not compete with the leader of the old gang. Otherwise, since everyone is present, their disciples will compete. Is that okay?"

Huang Rong's words were very scoundrels. Huo knew that Guo Jing and Guo Juxia's martial arts are now more powerful than Hong Qigong, and even if they add up, they would not be Guo Jing's opponent.

But King Jinlun was unaware of this. He had been practicing in Tibet for many years and refused to follow the Central Plains before his martial arts was achieved. In his opinion, the Central Plains martial arts world was only five masters worth his efforts. Even if Guo Jing seemed to be a master, he was at most comparable to Huodu and Darba.

Huo Du's strength is actually not bad, he is still a first-class expert at least. In the Central Plains martial arts world, first-class masters around thirty years old can indeed be proud of themselves.

"good."

King Jinlun said in a turbid voice, "Huodu, you go out and gesture with Hong Qigong's disciples."

Huo Du had already fought with Guo Jing when he was in Chongyang Palace a few years ago. He knew that he was not Guo Jing's opponent, so he whispered to King Jinlun: "Master, that disciple of Hong Qigong is very impressive. The disciple may not be able to win, so don't lose the master's majesty."

King Jinlun snorted and kicked Huo Du, "Can you even beat other disciples? Go down quickly."

Four years ago, Huo Du did not dare to mention it to King Jinlun, including those masters whose internal strength was sucked away by the monster Taoist priests, did not mention this matter at all.

Huo was very embarrassed and was about to get out of trouble. At this time, a Mongolian official spoke in his ear, and his face was filled with joy.

"Su Wen Beggars' Gang Town has a set of dog-beating sticks. Xiao Wang is not talented and wants to use this broken fan to learn this dog-beating stick. If it is broken, it proves that Hong Qigong is nothing but the other one."

Huo Du cleverly bypassed Guo Jing, but these Mongolians could not know about the dog-beating stick technique, so he looked at the Mongolian official. Although he was wearing Mongolian costume and had a big beard, Huang Rong could still tell at a glance that he was Elder Peng, who had convicted the Beggar Gang, and had already defected to the Mongolians.

Huo Du said this to indicate that he challenged Lu Youjiao. However, Lu Youjiao's feet stick technique was just a beginner, but he was not very proficient. If he lost someone, it would not be a trivial matter. Huang Rong thought to herself that she could only do it.

Guo Jing also understood Huang Rong's thoughts, but she had been pregnant for four or five months and could no longer get angry. So she stood up and said, "The old leader Hong's stick method has never been easy to use. You should try his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."

Huo Du laughed: "I met you in Chongyang Palace before, but I knew that Guo Daxia's martial arts were superb. But your master... Are you a disciple of Quanzhen, a disciple of the Beggars' Sect, or a disciple of the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan? If you win, would you ask the leader of Quanzhen Sect to be the leader of this alliance, or Ke Zhen's evil hero Ke?"

Speaking of Ke Zhen's evil hero Ke, although he was not present today, many people on the field felt embarrassed.
Chapter completed!