Yuhang County, happy and rising, has long been full of guests.

Although not everyone is invited to participate in the Famous Sword Conference, the grand occasion of ten years ago is still in front of us. Thousands of heroes gathered in Yuhang for a carnival on the 15th, during which many good stories were frequently spread and how many stories flowed.

It was this second famous sword conference that attracted many martial arts people to come to observe early.

What's more, in addition to being lively, this sword conference was initiated by the Tibetan Sword Villa, which is a first-class wealthy family in the Jiangnan martial arts, and the weapon casting is even more unparalleled today.

Many people have such careful thoughts, if they can take the opportunity to climb the relationship with the Tibetan Sword Villa, and get a sharp weapon or two, wouldn't it be a great benefit?

What are the people in the martial arts comparable? Isn't it a divine weapon and a stunt of martial arts?

In addition, the famous sword conference, although it is nominally about swords, but all the masters meet here, and it is inevitable that they will learn from each other.

It is said that there is no first, there is no second martial arts, and those who practice martial arts have an arrogance that does not admit defeat, but no one dares to say that they are invincible in the world, and they are confident that they can fight all over the world, even if they rise and gain knowledge at this point, it is also excellent.

Moreover, some heroes who have had festivals meet here, and maybe they will be splashed with blood on the spot!

Exciting secrets of the rivers and lakes! Eye-catching fight scenes! Divine weapons of the Hidden Sword Villa!

The temptation of these three things alone, even if they don't do anything at this sword conference, just looking at the excitement is enough for many people to brag about for a lifetime.

Therefore, not only the heroes and heroes in the left area of the river, but also in the farther places, have come to cheer, and the entire Yuhang County is overcrowded for a while.

When Yang Kexi, Tian Cheng, and Feng Daming entered Xiliansheng, the scattered hall downstairs was full of people, and there was no empty table for the three of them to sit down.

Fortunately, Yang Kexi is also the leading figure in the Jiangzuo area, the family is rich and rich, and the friends are extensive, although the martial arts are not much, but the name is very famous, in the Jiangzuo area, it is generally regarded as the God of Wealth.

For a while, everyone who knew them stood up and greeted Yang Kexi.

"Mr. Yang, make a fortune!"

"Lao Yang, I've heard that the limelight has been even worse recently!"

"Master Yang, many are missing!"

Yang Kexi gave up his hands all the way, greeting heroes from all walks of life, acquaintances, and non-acquaintances, one counts as one, and they dare not fall behind.

These people are called heroes of the rivers and lakes if they are good, but they are wandering in the rivers and lakes if they are ugly.

After all, those real famous sects will not come here, and those who come to crowd together with these scattered people in the rivers and lakes have a special reception.

Some of them have disciples in the Yuhang area, and some of them have assets in the Yuhang area. The more advanced ones were naturally directly received by the Tibetan Sword Villa and went to the manor early.

Therefore, among the people in this Xiliansheng scattered hall, there are many generous and heroic, and there are also many narrow-minded.

If you miss someone who doesn't say hello, or even nod your head less, and don't have a good look, you may inadvertently offend others.

Therefore, getting into trouble and causing death is not a miracle in the rivers and lakes.

"Old Yang, come and sit here. Someone shouted hello, and Yang Kexi looked at it, but it was a little familiar.

After thinking about it, I remembered.

This person's surname is Bao, and he is a well-informed person in central Anhui, so that everyone doesn't remember what his real name is, so they all call him Bao to inquire.

When I first arrived, it was also excellent to go to the meeting with this so-called bag to inquire and listen to his missing news.

"It turned out to be Brother Bao, bothering and nasty!" Yang Kexi walked over with Tian Cheng and Feng Daming.

"Where's the matter, come and sit down!" Bao inquired as he beckoned the people around him to give him three seats and let Yang Kexi sit down next to him.

There was another push and cup change.

"I heard about Lao Yang, this famous sword conference, but it's a bit strange. After three rounds of drinking, Bao inquired and pressed the mouth of the wine glass with his right hand, and said to Yang Kexi mysteriously.

"Oh? I haven't heard of that. Yang Kexi was stunned, he had just arrived in Yuhang County from Sandezhuang today, and he really didn't know what was wrong with this sword conference.

"I heard that someone who participated in the famous sword conference this year was killed on the road. "Now that Bao inquired and drank a few more sips of wine, he didn't have so many scruples when he spoke, and he dared to shake out any news.

Right now, this kind of secret news about the Famous Sword Conference is naturally the most exciting.

"Ah, there is such a thing, Lao Bao, tell me quickly!" There are also people at the same table who love to shout, when the wine is hot, when he hears such a hot news, he can still bear it, and urge him to talk about it quickly.

Bao inquired where he was willing to say, a pair of slightly drunk fish bubble eyes, dimly looking up obliquely, and his chin was tilted up to the sky.

His right hand staggered and raised an empty wine glass, as if I knew I just wouldn't say it, and everyone didn't understand that it was a drink.

"Man, the best flower carving, come to two altars. Yang Kexi also wanted to hear what was going on, and his heart sighed slightly, yes, isn't it wine, he raised his hand and greeted the little second brother.

"Good Ratcha. A shout, not long after, the two altars of flower carvings were placed on the table.

"It's still Brother Yang's refreshment. Bao inquired and was not humble, and when he saw that the wine was brought up, he poured himself a glass, drank it cleanly, burped a long wine, spit out a mouthful of turbidity, and said to Yang Kexi.

"Old Bao, tell me what's going on. ”

The people on the side were not far behind, each filling their cups with wine, urging them to inquire and hurry up.

"The palace master of these twelve serial docks, I heard that on the way here, he was killed, and his body was burned to a piece of charcoal, if it weren't for the Aoshuang knife he carried with him, I am afraid he would not be able to recognize who it was. ”

"The palace master?"

"Auror Knife?"

"Six dragon slashes?"

The people at the same table were buzzing and discussing, the head of the Twelve Consecutive Docks, Gong Ao, with a Proud Frost Knife, a set of Proud Frost Knife Techniques, and the six slashes of the dragon and the proud martial arts, how could they be killed?

"Hmph......" Seeing that everyone looked disbelieving, Bao inquired and smiled coldly, "What's this, this martial arts has not been very peaceful recently." ”

"Oh, Brother Bao, why is that?" Yang Kexi asked Bao about the full cup and took advantage of the situation.

"Brother Yang, I think you are also a cool person, I will tell you the bottom of it. Bao Da heard about it and motioned for Yang Kexi to come over.

Yang Kexi didn't know what Bao was going to say, so he was curious, so he leaned over.

"Red Fire Sect, Brother Yang knows, right? Bao inquired in Yang Kexi's ear and shook it with a thumbs up.

"I heard that there is a saint in the sect who is very good at fire exercises. That day, the King Gang, the Valley of the Wicked and other big forces were all subdued by her. ”

"Now the Red Fire Sect is coming towards the Hidden Sword Villa, I'm afraid it's also for the Famous Sword Conference, if Brother Yang encounters it, it will be ......."

"Ouch~"

Bao was whispering when a bamboo chopstick came out of nowhere, piercing his ear and screaming in pain.

"Dog, it's unreasonable!"

"Which bastard, a hidden arrow hurts someone?!"

"A thief like a bird......

Although the people at the same table are not necessarily good friends who depend on each other for life and death, under their noses, Bao Tan inquired that someone had nailed through his ear with a bamboo chopstick, and he still broke his face.

So, everybody was clamoring.

"Hmph, if you dare to chew your tongue again, you will be killed!"

A cold and ice-like sound seemed to come from the underworld, and everyone who heard it felt a chill rising from the back of their backs, and their cold hairs stood on end.

With cold words, a middle-aged man, slowly standing up from the corner of the hall, his eyes like electric knives, looked around the hall, and finally glared at Bao fiercely.

"You guy, you don't make sense. ”

"What is in your way when we talk here?"

"It's just ......"

Seeing that this person was awe-inspiring, the tone of everyone's speech couldn't help but weaken, but they still talked a lot.

"He said that I don't care about it, but if you dare to talk nonsense about the Red Fire Sect again, I will not spare you!" the man said, and sat down slowly, as if he didn't care about everyone in the slightest.

Bao inquired about the ear, and only then did he notice the appearance of this person, and suddenly felt that a basin of cold water had been poured from head to toe, and his whole body trembled like chaff.

"Brother Bao, what's wrong with you?" Yang Kexi sat beside Bao inquiring, and hurriedly asked in a low voice when he saw this.

"He, he's ......" Bao inquired and swallowed two or three mouthfuls of saliva, as if his throat was dry, and sat back on the stool, his face turned pale, and the sweat on his head came out.

Who is this person?

Others may not know, but Bao Ta inquires and claims to be well-informed, so it is naturally impossible not to know. This is none other than the first of the ten wicked people in the Valley of the Wicked, and the people in the rivers and lakes call the Snow Devil Willow the Storm.

This Snow Devil Willow was frightened, he was originally a descendant of the Ludi scholarly family, and he was the white-clothed Meng Wei who was famous in the early years, and the only descendant of the Supreme Palace.

The supreme one, which has always been a single lineage, is little known.

The supreme hall of martial arts, the most important cultivation of the mind, the highest level of this school of martial arts, is to calm their own hearts, disturb the enemy's mind, its disciples have always been anxious for justice and righteousness.

But this white-clothed Meng Wei in his early years, and now the snow devil willow is frightened, and he is furious because of the death of a red face, and his temperament changes greatly overnight, and he often commits bloody cases when he is happy.

The personable white-clothed Meng Wei became violent and grotesque, and his evil deeds were outrageous, and then he escaped into the Valley of the Wicked, and became the head of the top ten villains with his outstanding martial arts.

It's just that I never thought that this person would hide his body and come here alone, thinking of the legend of this person, Bao inquired and scared the two tremors, and a fishy smell spread in the hall.

can have a lot of power in the Jiangzuo area, how can there be a really stupid person who can scare Bao into asking like this, the other party must be a person with a very good background.

Yang Kexi, who wanted to say something, swallowed the words back.

After a long while, Bao inquired and plucked up the courage, walked to the middle-aged man's table, bowed deeply, and slapped himself a few times.

These few blows were quite ruthless, and several finger prints instantly appeared on the face, leaving a blood groove at the corner of the mouth.

After that, Bao inquired silently took out a few dimes of scattered silver and threw them on the table, which was considered to be the end of the vegetable gold, and staggered out of Xiliansheng.

The back is lonely and desolate.

The hall of Xirensheng, which had been quiet, was noisy again, as if nothing had happened just now.

Yang Kexi looked at Bao and inquired about the back of the lonely walk, and suddenly felt that he shouldn't come to join in the excitement.

In addition to Xiliansheng, Xiyuelou is also a top-ranked restaurant in Yuhang County.

If Xi Liansheng is famous for having a clear wind and stroking the qin, then the singing and dancing of Xiyue Tower is absolutely amazing to Yuhang.

At this time, the lobby of Xiyue Tower was also overcrowded, and everyone was surrounding one person, making a big fuss.

I saw that the person sitting in the middle had white eyebrows, a short and thick nose, and two protruding fat ears, which was Meng Qianling, the holy hand of the Buddha's heart.

"Come on, come on, Doctor Meng, I, Hu Wanbai, respect you for a cup. ”

"Divine Doctor!Divine Doctor!Divine Doctor!Divine Doctor!Divine Doctor!"

Hu Wanbai's plain words were no less than sprinkling a handful of salt on Meng Qianling's wounds.

The kid surnamed Tang, hmph, he originally planned to go to the Tibetan Sword Villa on the third day to taunt him and watch his jokes, but the Tibetan Sword Villa was under martial law, and the old man couldn't even enter the door!

On the contrary, the gossip in the villa spread all over the sky, saying that Tang Ji's wonderful hand rejuvenated and cured Miss Jiu's three-yin disease.

The old man is a Buddha heart, but he has become a foil!

And this damn Hu Wanbai, he doesn't have any eyesight, hmph! If you come to the door in the future, see if the old man saves you!

I have to say that there are too many inner dramas of Meng Qianling.

Hu Wanbai's words caused Meng Qianling to complain a lot in his heart.

Meng Qianling lost his temper, but the people around him seemed to have a great sense of tolerance, not only did they not care, but they also pursued this person vigorously.

Without him, this person is today's martial arts holy hand, the holy hand of the Buddha's heart, Meng Qianling.

It's just that this miracle doctor has lived in seclusion in the Green Snake Valley for a long time, and he doesn't often go to the rivers and lakes, and everyone has no way to start if they want to meet the horses, let alone go to the Green Snake Valley, which is full of snakes and insects.

I never thought of coming to the Famous Sword Conference to join in the fun, and I was lucky enough to meet this legendary famous doctor saint, how could there be any reason not to cling.

At this time, everyone thought that he had a friendship with him today, and he couldn't ignore what he had in the future.

People in the martial arts, licking blood with knives every day, grains and grains every day, who dares to say that they can be disease-free and disaster-free until the end of their lives? Who can guarantee that there are no two short and three long?

If you can make such a good friend as Doctor Meng, it is tantamount to having one more life than others.

"Mr. Meng, your old name, I have been waiting for a long time. ”

"To see Mr. Meng today, three lives are fortunate, three lives are fortunate. ”

Clear-eyed people can see that for some reason, this Meng Divine Doctor hates the word Divine Doctor, so everyone never mentions it and changes his name to Mr. Meng.

It's just that everyone is a person in the rivers and lakes, and no one has ever read many books, but this Meng Divine Doctor likes elegance, and everyone tries their best to show off their words, but their rhetoric is often exhausted and their words are dry.

But to Meng Qianling's ears, it was a different taste.

I saw him stretch out his right hand, stroke his long beard, nod and said: "We are all engaged in this river and lake, and seeing each other is fate, and he must have a place for you in the Green Snake Valley." ”

"I don't know what is the so-called matter of Doctor Meng's trip?"

When the wine was hot, someone couldn't help but ask, wondering what was going on with this hidden Meng Divine Doctor.

"Oh, I won't hide it from you, there is an old man with an incurable disease for many years, and he has occasionally gained something recently, and he just wants to verify it when he goes to Yuhang County. ”

Meng Qianling said slowly, and her ugly face was even more sad.

"Doctor Meng is really benevolent and righteous, and he still remembers it in his heart after many years of illness......"

"Yes, yes, the demeanor of a miracle doctor, can be called an example of a doctor, a model of my generation......"

"Yes yes yes ......"

These are just the situation of Yuhang County, and more heroes are still rushing to Yuhang County.

North of Yuhang County, Thirty Miles Fort.

A light horse, slowly coming, the sound of hooves is crisp, and the person who comes is not riding a horse but riding a donkey. On the back of a donkey, a young Taoist priest who looked to be in his twenties.

The young Taoist priest lay lazily, and an ordinary sword hung obliquely on his waist, the scabbard was narrow and long, and the hilt of the sword was wrapped with layers of silk threads, constantly swaying and beating the donkey's belly as the donkey moved.

Judging from the form of the sword, this person is a Wudang Sect person, and he is so behaving at a young age, I am afraid that his status is not low.

Sure enough, a jujube red horse galloped all the way from behind, and from a distance, I heard the knight on the horse shouting loudly: "The one in front, but Wudang Lingxu Daoyou?"

Of course, this person is Ling Xudao people.

When he is twenty years old, he is called a Taoist, and he is naturally extraordinary.

Hearing the call from behind, Ling Xudao grabbed his mount, sat up straight, and then looked back, and when he saw the person coming, he was also overjoyed, and responded loudly with a smile: "Who is my Dao, it turned out to be you!"

This jujube red horse knight is not an ordinary person, it is Lin Bai, the green flute Xiushi of Wanhua Valley.

Both of them were invited to participate in this year's Sword Competition.

Lingxu Daoist, the common name is Li Yunliu, although he is the little junior brother of Lu Chonglou, who is in charge of Wudang to teach Qingxu Daoist.

But what he practiced was not orthodox martial arts, and he didn't know where he was taught the Liuyun swordsmanship, which was ethereal and ethereal, blended with nature, and difficult for outsiders to break.

There are also rumors that Li Yunliu actually went to Wudang Mountain since he was a child, and was accepted as an apprentice by Lu Chonglou, and then he never learned martial arts.

And this Lin Bai is much simpler, one of the four envoys under the seat of the Lord of Wanhua Valley, and he is also the closed disciple of Fang Baiyu, the Lord of Wanhua Valley.

It is reported that in Lin Bai's flute, there is a short sword, the sword is called Thorn Qin, cutting gold and breaking jade, the swordsmanship is weird, the trick is dangerous, and you are good at hand-to-hand combat.

Li Yunliu and Lin Bai are bosom friends of music and rhythm, it is rumored that the two met in the Yellow Crane Tower, the green flute Xiushi Lin Baiyue played the flute on a moonlit night, and Li Yunliu, a Lingxu Taoist, drew his sword to make peace.

Subsequently, the two joined hands and broke into the 33 water villages of the Yangtze River overnight, which was rumored to be a beautiful talk in the rivers and lakes.

As the saying goes, the rivers and lakes are rising, and the bones of chivalry are cold.

The decennial Famous Sword Conference is a martial arts event, and I am afraid it will also become a meeting for many people to bury their bones, right?

False fame and dividends have driven these heroic people from all over the world to come one after another, and after a storm, how many people can return home smoothly?