Shaolin Temple is like this. The famous sects such as Wudang, Emei, and Kongtong all occupy the famous mountains, rivers, fertile farmland, and how much arable land there is in total. Imagine, if all the sects from all over the world were gathered together, they could occupy the Song Dynasty in an instant.
Half of the country.
Of course, Murong Fu's idea was a bit fanciful. The Shaolin Temple had a long history and saved the King of Qin back then, and was favored by the court, so it was able to occupy so much fertile land. Over the years, wars have continued, and the Shaolin Temple has experienced several catastrophes.
The fertile farmland has already shrunk by more than half.
It is even more difficult for other sects. Except for Emei, which can be compared with Shaolin Temple, Wudang Mountain is slightly inferior. As for some small sects, let alone some small sects, there is no good land to occupy.
It is already very difficult to live in a mountainous area.
Therefore, even if we integrate all the sects in the world, there will not be much fertile land, but it is not useless at all. Each sect has a certain reputation and appeal in the area where it is located. If it is really integrated,
, is also a force that is not weak, at least not weaker than the current Murong family.
"Hey, look, that little lady is so beautiful. I don't know whose family she belongs to." Suddenly, a surprised and slightly obsessed voice sounded.
"Shh, you're trying to save your life. The beauties who can come here are all martial arts masters, just like those few days ago. You really don't have a long memory!" Another voice next to him immediately warned in a low voice.
The person who spoke earlier seemed to have recalled some painful memories, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but he said nothing more.
In fact, it was not just these two people. Wherever the little dragon girl went, there would always be a large number of stunning eyes gathered, including many with fiery eyes. Fortunately, she did not completely lose her mind after all, and no one came forward to harass her.
Murong Fu stood on the mountain road leading to Shaoshi Mountain, his eyes flickering slightly, wondering what he was thinking. Xiao Longnu followed closely behind him, unaware of the comments around him, but since she left the ancient tomb, she was the first
Seeing so many people at once, I was inevitably a little scared, and my whole body almost felt like Murong Fu.
"Let's go up the mountain immediately." Murong Fu didn't care at all about the strange looks around him. It's not that he has become mature, but that these people are just ants in his eyes. Do you care about letting ants fantasize?
Xiao Longnu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, "Aren't you looking for someone?"
Murong Fu shook his head, "They have already gone up. It is past noon, and the martial arts competition has begun. These people at the bottom of the mountain are all excluded."
His hearing is extremely powerful, and he can know the current situation of the martial arts conference without asking anything. As for Xiao Zhao and the others, when he passed by the inn, he found the signal left by Xiao Zhao.
At this moment, on Shaoshi Mountain, about a thousand people gathered in the square in the center of the Bodhidharma Hall of Shaolin Temple. A space of more than ten feet in radius was cleared in the center of the square, and long tables were placed around them. On each table were placed
Refreshments were served, and a flag was erected next to the table with the name or logo of each sect written on it.
The order in which these tables are placed seems to be chaotic, but in fact, it is not the case. Shaolin Temple, as the master, is located in the north. Next to it are the Wudang Sect and Emei, followed by Quanzhen, Kongtong, etc. It is obvious that the temple is based on the order of each sect.
Ranking is based on different prestige and status in the world.
Of course, not all sects are qualified to step forward and fight for a seat. Many small and medium-sized sects are either weak in strength, such as the Qingcheng Sword Sect, or are branches of a large sect, such as Shangqingguan, and do not have seats.
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At this moment, Zhou Zhiruo, who is in the Emei Sect on the left, is very well-mannered, with a beautiful and elegant face full of cold color, and looks like she is repelling people thousands of miles away. However, at this moment, she is looking towards the Murong family from time to time.
He glanced at his seat.
In fact, the Murong family did not have a seat originally. It was only in consideration of Murong Fu's growing reputation in the world in recent years that they were given a seat, but it was further back. At this moment, two women with cold faces were sitting on the seats, with excellent looks.
Astonishingly beautiful.
But what is even more enviable is that there are seven or eight women standing behind the two women. Their appearance is as good as theirs, or even better. It can be said that they are competing for beauty, and their appearance is extremely beautiful.
, but still attracted the attention of most people.
"Junior Sister Head, didn't you say that Junior Brother Murong will also come? Why, it's already this time and I still can't see him." Jing Xuan suddenly said in a low voice.
Zhou Zhiruo glanced at Jingxuan in surprise. This senior sister was not like this in the past. Especially Murong Fu, a young man who was seen as frivolous and dissolute by others. She was extremely disgusted. Now she actually cares whether the other party is coming or not. This is really true.
It surprised her a little.
She was also wondering why Murong Fu was nowhere to be seen, but she said lightly, "I'm not very clear about this. He has never informed Emei beforehand. Let's see. It doesn't matter if he doesn't come. This time, Xie Xun, let's
It is inevitable.”
Jingxuan couldn't help but have a flicker of suspicion in her eyes. She also knew a little bit about the Yitian Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword. Now the Broken Sword and the Broken Sword were being reforged in the Emei Forbidden Land. This would make Xie Xun useless. Why?
Isn't it unnecessary for the head junior sister to seize Xie Xun? Moreover, it will easily attract enemies to Emei.
Zhou Zhiruo seemed to see what she was thinking, her lips moved slightly, and she said through the voice, "The capture of Xie Xun this time will enhance our power in Emei, and secondly, we will use the opportunity to call on the martial arts in the Central Plains to fight against the Tatars. These two things are
Master’s two last wishes.”
When Jingxuan heard this, he immediately looked solemn and said firmly, "In this case, even if you risk your life, you must complete what the master has told you."
Zhou Zhiruo's eyes flashed slightly, but she didn't say much.
Ding Minjun on the side heard the words "Junior Brother Murong" and felt a chill in her heart for no reason. She was so afraid of Murong Fu that she couldn't help but murmured to herself that it would be better if she didn't come.
"Humph, I'm so angry," in a corner of the square, a very tall old man in black shirt cursed endlessly, "Xuanci is so contemptuous of others, he didn't even arrange a seat for me, you want to
Back then, when I was in charge of the divine religion, even Zen Master Lingmen treated me with great courtesy."
This old man was apparently Ren Woxing who was kidnapped by Murong Fu and went to the north to prepare for the establishment of the sect.
"Dad," Ren Yingying next to him gave him a faint look, "it is said that a good man is not as brave as he was in his past. Now the Beitian Sword Sect has just risen. Although its strength is not weak, its foundation is unclear. Naturally, these so-called righteous leaders are not
We will be seated."
Then he muttered in a low voice, "It would be great if you can come up."
"You..." A flash of surprise flashed in Ren Woxing's eyes, "Yingying, this is not like you."
"What should the daughter be like?" Ren Yingying said with a smile.
"We in the cult have always valued strength, and little Xuanci doesn't take me seriously."
The father and daughter spoke quietly, but they did not make any cover-up. People around them heard their conversation and unconsciously moved away, leaving only the father and daughter standing there alone.
Ren Woxing glared at everyone and didn't know what to say.
The two women sitting in the first row of the Murong family were both around seventeen or eighteen years old. The woman on the left was wearing an apricot yellow robe, with pretty features and a bun on her head. She looked quite capable and upright.
He is Li Mochou's eldest disciple, Hong Lingbo, who is now quite prosperous in the Murong family.
The other woman, with an oval face, is quite pretty, with bright eyes and white teeth, flushed cheeks, and two thin red lips that are slightly upturned. Although her skin is not very fair, her pair of spiritual eyes are even more delicate.
, if Lu Liding were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this person is his long-lost daughter, Lu Wushuang.
"Mrs. Xiao Zhao," Hong Lingbo suddenly turned around and looked at the petite figure in the crowd, and asked, "Master, didn't you say when he would be back?"
The word "Mrs. Xiao Zhao" instantly turned Xiao Zhao's fair and tender cheeks red. Everyone in the Murong family knew that Xiao Zhao and Murong Fu had an unusual relationship, but at most they only called her "Miss" or "Sister".
, I have never been as direct as her.
Hong Lingbo was very good at observing words and expressions. The women behind him who had just joined them today were most likely Murong Fu's women. Every one of them was his wife, so naturally he had to please them first.
Before Xiao Zhao could speak, Lu Wushuang glanced at her with disdain, "What? Without the master in charge, senior sister is afraid? You are still talking so brazenly, what can you do for a big job? I think you can only flatter others in a few moments."
Hong Lingbo immediately retorted, "Junior sister, how many kilograms do you have, don't you know how much you have in mind? Now the master has something important to do, and the master is not here either. It's up to the two of us. If we lose the face of the Murong family, I'm afraid that when we go back
, it is not impossible for him to be punished even if he is expelled from the master. You should know the master's temperament."
6 Wushuang's expression changed slightly and he opened his mouth, but said nothing more.
Ever since the two junior sisters joined Li Mochou's sect, they didn't know whether it was because of their old grudges, but they didn't like each other. They were usually suppressed by Li Mochou, but now that they were away from home, they felt less restrained. Along the way,
There were no shortage of quarrels, but fortunately there was never any direct action.
Xiao Zhao shook his head helplessly and said softly, "Young master said that he will definitely come back within three days. I think he forgot that the martial arts conference starts today, and he may not arrive until tomorrow. Don't worry, you two. Master said that we are
Come and watch the fun, as long as no one messes with us, we don’t have to stand out."
Even so, Hong Lingbo still felt a great pressure. Before leaving, Li Mochou asked her and Lu Wushuang to have a good talk. She was quick-thinking and vaguely understood that Li Mochou was quite a test for the two of them.
It means that even choosing a successor is not impossible. If something goes wrong in this martial arts conference, I am afraid that the position of the palace master will not even be considered.
She is not very old, but she has been with Li Mochou for many years, either subtly or deliberately imitating him. She always has an indifferent look on her face, and she is not polite to men, but she is very passionate about power.