Chapter eight hundred and forty-eight the conference begins
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 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 to be a big responsibility? 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."
Lu 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.
But Lu Wushuang is different. She just wants to practice the martial arts taught by Li Mochou, go home to find her parents, and if she can accomplish a few earth-shaking events, then her life will be in vain. She is not the master of the palace.
Don't take it to heart.
The reason why I opposed Hong Lingbo was because I despised the senior sister who was not very talented and only knew how to flatter others, and she wished that something would happen.
Nowadays, all the sects gather in Shaoshi Mountain, some whispering to each other, some whispering, or gearing up. Everyone has different thoughts, and the purpose of coming here is not simple. Abbot Xuanci looked around and sighed slightly in his heart. A martial arts conference will be held today.
The original intention was just because the situation in the north was getting more and more difficult, and I wanted to rely on the reputation of the Shaolin Temple to gather the power of the Central Plains martial arts to drive out the Tartars and restore our country.
But judging from the thoughts of each faction, it seems that they are either focused on Xie Xun or on the Dragon Saber. They don't know whether it is right or wrong to make Xie Xun's whereabouts public.
Seeing that noon had passed, Abbot Xuanci calmed down his thoughts, stood up and bowed his hands to everyone.
Everyone immediately became quiet and looked at Abbot Xuanci eagerly.
"You all accepted my Shaolin invitation and came all the way to Shaoshi Mountain to participate in the martial arts conference. I would like to thank you here." Xuanci opened his mouth, and the sound like a yellow bell rolled away, so that everyone could hear it clearly.
I understand, I don’t know the etiquette, but I also have a lot of majesty.
Everyone couldn't help but feel a little chilled. Then they remembered that this is where the Shaolin Temple, which has been passed down for thousands of years, should be respected. They immediately returned the gift with their hands in hand, saying "Master Abbot, you are so polite", "Master Abbot, you are serious" and the like.
Discourse.
Xuanci pressed his hands softly and waited for everyone to calm down before continuing, "For many years, our Han people have been divided into pieces. In the north, there are Mongolian Tatars and Manchu Tatars. The Central Plains has also fallen into the hands of gold thieves. In the west, the Khitan, Xixia, and Tubo
When small and foreign countries also watched, the Song Dynasty was forced to retreat to the south."
"Shaolin Temple is known as the Taishan Beidou of the martial arts world, but it has no strength and can't do anything. I am ashamed, and Shaolin is ashamed."
As soon as these words came out, the crowd in the venue became excited and said, "Master, please don't do this. Shaolin Temple has made many good friends over the years and saved many Han people from dire straits."
"Yes, the Shaolin Temple is the leader of the righteous path. Over the years, it has done many things that are beneficial to the martial arts in the Central Plains and the Song Dynasty. We all see it."
"Yes, twenty years ago, Chen's troops in the Western Xia Dynasty were at Yanmen Pass, intending to take advantage of the Central Plains to conquer the Song Dynasty. It was Abbot Xuanci who broke into the enemy's commander's camp at night, forcing Li Yuanhao to retreat."
"I remember that ten years ago, the Khitans invaded Zhennanguan, and the Song army was defeated. Abbot Xuanci and other eminent monks of the Xuan generation led the monks of the Hesi Temple to participate in the defense of the city, and forced the Khitans to retreat. This credit cannot be saved.
How many Han people have we killed?"
"In the past few decades, Xiangyang City has resisted the Mongols, and Shaolin Temple has also contributed a lot."
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Everyone talked to each other, and all the masters who had worked in Shaolin Temple over the years were mentioned. Of course, there were also some people who said something like "I took out the dragon-slaying sword, but I still worry that I can't drive away the Tatars." It was quite interesting.
It means to bring the conversation back to the topic.
Xuanci saw that everyone was talking fiercely. In fact, most of them were talking about Shaolin Temple, but did not mention his own sect.
You all have come here, firstly, to work together to resolve some major issues in the martial arts world, and secondly, Shaolin is willing to discuss major plans with you and work together to help the Song Dynasty regain the Han Dynasty."
"Here comes the topic." Everyone was immediately delighted, and the place immediately fell silent.
When Wudang Song Yuanqiao saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh slightly. Now he finally understood why Master Zhang Zhenren didn't want to get involved in the martial arts affairs, and how could these profit-minded guys achieve such great things.
On the Emei side, Jingxuan also frowned and murmured softly, "Sure enough, they are all here for the Dragon Slaying Sword."
Zhou Zhiruo glanced at her and signaled her not to speak carelessly.
"Please talk about important matters. Since this is a martial arts conference, there must be some major martial arts issues that need to be solved together." Seeing Xuanci's delay in speaking, the leader of the Kongtong Sect immediately urged with a smile.
Xuanci said calmly, "This first thing is said to have been handled improperly by my temple back then, which led to future troubles today and indirectly killed many fellow martial artists."
When he said this, everyone immediately understood that Abbot Xuanci was talking about Xiao Feng. During the Xingzilin battle, although the Beggar Clan was cleaning up the family, the incident was still well known to everyone, and many people from other sects were involved.
Later, in the battle of Juxian Village, Xiao Feng was captured by all the heroes, and there were countless casualties. The two brothers, the owners of Juxian Village, were both killed, and even the elders of the Shaolin Temple were seriously injured.
The heads of several sects who had enmity with Xiao Feng had angry expressions on their faces, "I heard that Xiao Feng's traitors are also on their way to Shaolin Temple?"
Xuanci nodded, "Yes, according to reliable information, Xiao Feng, the king of the South Court of Liao Kingdom, is leading the Yanyun Thirteen Cavalry on the way to Shaoshi Mountain. I think they will arrive today."
After thinking for a while, he added, "Originally, I also had a lot of responsibility for Xiao Feng's incident, but now it is related to the dispute between the Han people and the Khitan people. I have no choice but to take action to suppress this person."
Everyone secretly curled their lips, and the leader of Kongtong Sect was the first to speak, "Master Abbot, please rest assured, as long as Xiao Feng dares to appear, our Kongtong sect will be obliged to do so."
"My Kunlun sect is the same."
"So does my Huashan sect."
…
Everyone was chattering, and they seemed to be at odds with Xiao Feng.
"Shut up, everyone," but at this moment, an icy cold wind blew up and swept across the entire venue instantly. Everyone was caught off guard and almost fell down by the strong wind. Some people with strong internal strength reacted immediately and shook the surrounding people with the strong wind.
Disperse and protect your disciples.
Everyone turned to look, but there was a masked iron-headed man sitting on the Beggar Clan's seat. Although his face could not be seen clearly, judging from his body and bones, he was no more than thirty years old, and he was probably even younger.
Listen to him continue, "Xiao Feng belongs to my Beggar Clan, no one can rob him."
Everyone was a little angry, but seeing that this man had a very strong aura of violence, and that his skill just now showed that he was very skilled, they stopped trying to save face.
Abbot Xuanci frowned slightly, glanced past the elders of the Beggar Clan behind him, and said, "This is the new leader of the Beggar Clan, Zhuang Juxian."
Before the Tietou Man could speak, Bai Shijing, the law enforcement elder behind him, immediately stepped forward and said, "This is the leader of the Northern Gang, Zhuang Juxian."
Everyone in the world knows about the three-part beggar gang. Shi Huolong is in charge of the Central Plains Beggar Gang, and Huang Rong, the chief leader of the Southern Beggar Gang, is in charge. However, Bai Shijing specially emphasizes the word "North", and I don't know what he has in mind.
Master Xuanci's eyes flashed slightly, with a kind smile on his face, "After all, the descendants are terrible. Gang Leader Huang and Daxia Guo of the Gui Gang are in Xiangyang City. The leader of the Central Plains Shi Gang is also said to be in retreat. Now all the major events of the Gui Gang are all
It fell on this village leader."
Hearing this, the expressions of Bai Shijing and several elders beside him changed slightly, and then a trace of helplessness flashed across their faces, but in the end they did not say anything.
They heard the implication of Abbot Xuanci's words, but Zhuang Juxian did not catch it, and immediately snorted coldly, "Xiao Feng is a traitor who walked out of the vile gang. It is my duty to capture him and kill him. Don't ask other people to meddle in their own business."