Astral Apostle Chapter 221: At the meeting
Latest URL: Nanhua School is one of the five great Daoist sects, with prosperous incense and good financial resources. The air of dust.
This place was originally a place of quiet cultivation, but now it has become very lively.
During this period of time, there was an endless stream of heroes from the rivers and lakes who came to join in the grand event, and a large number of people from the rivers and lakes came to visit the door every day.
Although the Nanhua sect is not small, it cannot accommodate all the people from the Jianghu, so only the masters of the various sects and assisting boxing are welcome to stay in the gate. As for the fellow Jianghu who come to see the excitement, there is no such treatment.
The so-called guests from afar, these people are here to create momentum for the martial arts conference, and the Nanhua faction is not to be neglected. Under the order of the head Luo Zhen, the disciples in the sect have to explain and apologize to the new Jianghu people every day , his face almost froze with laughter.
Although there may be some small frictions occasionally, most people in the Jianghu can understand and have no objections.
Some people are used to eating and sleeping in the open, and they directly find a place to camp near the gate of the Nanhua School, while others go to the inn at the foot of the mountain to settle down and wait for the martial arts conference to be held.
There are still a few days before the date of the battle, and the eight sects have finally arrived.
In the main hall of the Nanhua Sect, the leaders and elders of the eight major sects gathered together with the invited masters. fist.
The people present at this time are all prominent figures in the Jianghu.
Luo Zhen sat at the main seat, bowed in a circle, and said solemnly:
"I am very grateful for the rewards from all the fellows of the rivers and lakes. Don't talk about gossip, the evil leader of the world has been named a disaster for the rivers and lakes, disregarding the opinions of the family, and spreading the secret books of seizing people everywhere. It is really an evil way. I specially invite you to hold a martial arts conference just to deal with this beast."
Everyone present nodded in response, sharing the same hatred.
Wu Shan faction's men and horses were also among them, their faces full of resentment.
The reason for the Martial Arts Conference is for Jiang Chunmen faction whose secret books were taken away to come forward, and Wu Shan faction as the victim's representative, it is inappropriate not to come forward, so naturally they have to attend the meeting.
The person who led the team was Lin Song. Now he has a completely different identity and has become the acting head of the Wushan faction.
It was not his turn to be in this position, but because the elders and uncles in the sect were frightened by Chen Feng last time, when they thought of facing Chen Feng again this time, they all avoided it, unwilling to be this early bird.
He volunteered, so when there was no competition, he temporarily became the acting head and led the team.
At this time, Lin Song stood up, clasped his fists to everyone, and made a grateful expression:
"My Wushan faction encountered a great disaster, and I couldn't keep my best knowledge. I am ashamed of my ancestors. Thank you all seniors for helping my Wushan faction. No one in my Wushan faction will dare to forget this kindness."
Hearing the words, everyone spoke out to appease them.
"It's easy to talk about."
"Sigh, it's a pity that Master Shen is the first hero to die."
Lin Song made a bow, said a few more words, and then sat down again.
His face is calm, but he has no idea in his heart.
It's just that his seniority in the sect is still young, if he doesn't take this opportunity to take the position, even if he marries the daughter of the previous sect master, it will be difficult to compete for the position of sect master.
Lin Song dared to stand out, not because he thought that Chen Feng would take care of his face and show mercy, but because after getting along with him for a while, he felt that Chen Feng's straightforward temperament would not reveal his affairs. He didn't intend to deal with Chen Feng when he came here, he just pretended.
At this time, one of the sect elders said in a deep voice:
"The various sects are gathered together. Now we have a cloud of masters and a large number of people. Why do we need to talk morally with that kind of evil people? After Chen Feng came to the door, we simply rushed up and hacked him to death. Once and for all, there is no need to struggle to compete."
"Inappropriate." Luo Zhen immediately objected: "People in the righteous way keep their promises, and we have made a deal, so we can't destroy the agreement, otherwise, Chen Feng will kill us, and we will all be seriously injured. , will be ridiculed by the Jianghu people. Besides, Chen Feng has tens of thousands of pirates, far more powerful than us."
The place where the martial arts conference was held was the hilltop of his Nanhua sect. If he violated the contract and killed Chen Feng on the spot, he would definitely anger the green forest.
So at least in the martial arts conference, Luo Zhen did not intend to violate the agreement of the sparring. As for dealing with it afterwards, there are other considerations.
He looked around and explained:
"It's beneficial to both parties. Chen Feng can't kill the life of the challenger, and we can use up his strength in a wheel-to-wheel battle. When he is always powerless, our odds of winning will only increase. Higher."
Hearing this, most people nodded in agreement.
Many people have heard of Chen Feng's deeds, and they are afraid in their hearts. If it weren't for the fact that this martial arts conference is a short-term discussion, many people would not dare to participate.
At this time, a bald old man with a Mediterranean hair style coldly snorted and said:
"I've been listening to you for a long time, how high is this Chen Feng's martial arts, which can make so many of you fall into the trap?"
This person is a generation of masters rampant in the northwest, called Sha Xingzhou, nicknamed "Mobei Condor", originally a loose man in the Jianghu, this time he was heavily paid by one of the sects to help him.
The northwest border is far away from the south, and Chen Feng's name is not deeply felt, so Sha Xingzhou is somewhat disapproving.
"Senior Sha, don't underestimate that Chen Feng. It is rumored that he alone can withstand thousands of troops. He is the number one expert in the Green Forest. Even the former number one expert in the Green Forest, 'Heavenly King' Lu Longchuan, cannot be compared with him." Someone spoke.
Sha Xingzhou curled his lips: "Hmph, hearing is believing, seeing is believing. Then I will personally try this man's ability, whether it is as powerful as the rumors."
At this time, an old man with a sword in the room also spoke lightly:
"The old man is also curious, whether the number one master in the green forest can defeat the three-foot Qingfeng in my hand."
This person has white hair and beard, long hair in a crown, long beard hanging down to the chest, clear face, a red spot between the eyebrows, temperament is dusty, like a fairy, wearing a green robe with fluttering sleeves, and has an extraordinary demeanor .
Hearing the old man's words, everyone in the room, whether they are the head of the faction or the disciples, bowed solemnly:
"At that time, please trouble the senior Juggernaut to understand this Chen Feng."
This old man's name is Zhuo Jianchen, nicknamed "Sword Master". He has been famous for decades, rarely meets opponents, and his martial arts are far superior to the heads of all schools. One of them was regarded by everyone as the main force to challenge Chen Feng.
"It's a small thing."
After Zhuo Jianchen finished speaking, he closed his eyes and rested his mind, and didn't speak again, showing a lot of airs.
All the factions present had a heated discussion before going down to rest.
After everyone dispersed, Luo Zhen sat for a while, and then went to the inner hall alone.
There is a person waiting in the inner hall, but it is a secret guard of the patrolling military division. On behalf of the imperial court, he secretly contacted Luo Zhen, and the two parties have cooperated for a long time.
"How are you getting ready?"
Luo Zhen asked in a deep voice.
Secret Guard of the Patrolling Military Division clasped his fists together: "Don't worry, head Luo, the dead soldiers have already dispersed and acted according to the plan. If Chen Feng can be removed this time, the imperial court will remember the Nanhua faction's merit."
"Don't leak the news." Luo Zhen instructed in a low voice.
"This is natural."
The secret guard of the patrolling military division nodded, and then left quietly.
…
March 18, as scheduled.
Early in the morning, people from all walks of life living at the bottom of the mountain set out one after another, and the mountain road was full of climbers, and there was a lot of voices.
Because there is not a large enough square in the Nanhua School, the venue of the martial arts conference is located on a platform in Yunxia Mountain, called Dengyun Terrace, which is wide enough to accommodate most people.
Teams from various sects came to the scene one after another, occupying the center position, setting up their formations, leaving an open space as a competition arena.
The disciples brought chairs for the master, elders and invited masters to sit down, drinking tea and waiting.
Soon, people from all walks of life who watched the excitement also arrived, and surrounded the place with three floors inside and three floors outside.
Dengyuntai, which is usually clean, has become crowded and lively today.
Time passed by every minute and every second, and the sun gradually rose.
As the size of the crowd gets bigger and bigger, some people get impatient.
"Then why hasn't Chen Feng come yet, won't he miss the appointment?"
"Why are you so anxious to watch the excitement? Didn't you watch those big sect leaders calm down?"
"I don't know if that Chen Feng really has the strength of thousands of catties like the rumors."
"Hey, you came from the north, we all in the south know that Chen Feng has supernatural power, and breaking mountains and cracking rocks is as easy as eating and drinking water."
The crowd was noisy and talking.
When the crowd was commotion, a disciple of the Nanhua sect who was inquiring for news at the foot of the mountain ran up the mountain and shouted loudly in front of the heroes of the rivers and lakes:
"Chen Feng has gone up the mountain!"
As soon as the words fell, the faces of the members of the various sects turned serious, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"The devil is coming!"
Luo Zhen's tone was serious.
Many people from the rivers and lakes who joined in the fun also came to their spirits, and stretched their necks to look curiously at the mountain road.
Not long after, a group of people appeared in everyone's sight.
The leader was Zhou Jing, with only a few minions with him. Compared with the group of heroes present, the number was small, and the skills of the minions were negligible. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he went to the meeting alone.
Zhou Jing held an iron gun in his hand, and walked vigorously. Even if there were a sea of people, he would treat them like nothing, and strode closer with his head held high, as if even thousands of troops could not move him.
There are many powerful people in the rivers and lakes, but at this moment, they will not be ignorant to stop them, their eyes followed Zhou Jing closely, and they all gave way.
Zhou Jing was unafraid, went straight through the crowd, came to the open space in the center, looked around, and smiled loudly:
"It's a big battle. You have worked so hard to deal with me. I'm here for the appointment today. I hope you don't let me down."
"Bold maniac, you are perverted and evil, and you dare to be presumptuous in front of us!"
There is a large group of elders~IndoMTL.com~ who can't understand Zhou Jing's arrogant appearance, some people are so courageous, so they opened their mouths to scold.
Zhou Jing glanced at him, pointed at the spear, grinned and said:
"Don't show off your tongue, you old bastard. If you can't see it, you'll end up fighting with me twice. If you don't have the guts, just shut up, or you won't be able to go down the mountain alive today."
The elder suddenly felt a fierce aura rushing towards his face, his courage was vented, his face turned pale, and he kept silent like a chilling cicada.
Seeing this, Zhou Jing snorted, the spear swept across the crowd, and cut straight to the point:
"Today, Grandpa will use martial arts to be the best in the world, and you will use whatever ability you have, don't talk nonsense, let's see the truth!"
Although he didn't bring many people with him on this trip, his momentum went straight to Xiaohan, surpassing all the heroes present.
Seeing that he is fearless, no matter what they think of him, everyone can't help secretly praising him for his courage.
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