The Shaolin Temple is crowded, the NPC masters of each faction, whether they are powerful, or not powerful, at least the head has a seat, and the players are not so lucky, no matter who it is, all of them are standing, and there are also some NPCs standing with the players, some of these people are disciples brought by various factions, and some are simply scattered people in the rivers and lakes, come to see the excitement.

Zeng Yi was mixed in the crowd, observing everyone around, just here, suddenly someone slapped him from behind Zeng Yi, Zeng Yi turned around, and almost slapped a palm, and when he saw that it was a shocking wind in the clothes of a third-generation disciple of Wudang, Zeng Yi instantly withdrew his palm.

"I know that you must be here, saying that you went to Wudang a few days ago, did you already know that Shaolin Wudang is going to hold a martial arts conference?" Saying that, this guy lowered his voice and said, "Do you have any inside information, you won't hide our relationship from me, right?" ”

"Who do you think I am, big brother? I'm in front of Shaolin Wudang, just a little bit, how can I know in advance, let alone any inside information, I only heard about it a few days ago! ”

Feng Feng looked at Zeng Yi with suspicion, and could see what Zeng Yi said, he didn't believe a word. was chatting with the frightening wind, only to hear a voice from outside: "Qingcheng faction, Sima is in charge." ”

Everyone looked outside the gate of Shaolin Temple, and the abbot of Shaolin Temple also hurriedly stepped forward, only to see Sima Wei with a few disciples walking in, and the Shaolin abbot stepped forward with a kind face: "Welcome to Master Sima, come to Shaolin Temple!" ”

"Master Abbot is polite, how dare you not come to the invitation of Shaolin Temple!"

"Master Sima, hurry up inside, please!"

Seeing Sima Wei and the Shaolin abbot walking in, Zeng Yi's side whispered: "It is said that the Qingcheng faction is in decline, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, this Sima Wei is definitely a super-first-class master!" ”

Zeng Yi smiled disdainfully: "It is indeed a super-first-class master, but it's just him, I think about how majestic it was when Changqingzi founded the Qingcheng faction, his unique stunt Lei Gongbang is a unique in the world, and the second-generation head of the Qingkong Daoist is a rare master in the world, and there are several super-first-class masters under the door, and when they all win, they are on par with Shaolin, but unfortunately when they come to the eighth generation of the head Sima Wei, let alone compare with Shaolin, it is also very good to be able to maintain the status of the current first-class sect!" "In fact, this is also the reason why Sima Wei dared to take the risk to participate in the battle for the heir, his son was turned into a corpse by the five poison coaches, and the next generation has no disciples who can take on great responsibilities, for the sake of the Qingcheng faction, Sima Wei also has to take this risk!

"Hey, Brother Ni knows so well, it seems that he has a deep contact with the Qingcheng faction!"

"Can you not always be suspicious, just ask about this news, you can know, what means that I have deep contact with the Qingcheng faction!"

Shocking Feng smiled and didn't say anything, Zeng Yi also immediately changed the topic: "President Hua Qianyuexia, didn't you come this time?" ”

"President Hua Qian Yuexia, whether to come or not, don't you know?"

Looking at the ambiguous eyes of the frightened wind, Zeng Yi thought in his heart: "Made, Lao Tzu really doesn't know!" ”

Zeng Yi was about to say something, so he received a letter from the flying pigeon under the moon before the flower, asking Zeng Yi if he had come to Shaolin, Zeng Yi quickly replied, in Shaolin. A moment later, Hua Qian Yue brought a small snowflake to Zeng Yi.

"President Hanamae Tsukishita, we were talking about you, but I didn't expect you to arrive!" The frightening wind said with a smile on his face.

"What are you talking about me?" Hua Qian Yuexia glanced at Zeng Yi and said.

"Brother Ni said he missed you!"

“...... it! Little Snowflake is still in front of her, this guy is definitely very intentional! Zeng Yi roared angrily in his heart, and quickly looked at the little snowflake who had been looking at him on the side.

"Cher, I brought you a lot of beautiful jewelry, come and take a look!" Zeng Yi searched the backpack, and finally there were still a few pieces of gold and silver jewelry that he hadn't had time to deal with, so he quickly took it out and handed it to Xiao Xuehua.

"Wow! It's so beautiful, thank you uncle! ”

"Say thank you, as long as you like it!"

finally diverted the topic, and the frightening wind did not frame Zeng Yi, but discussed with Hua Qianyuexia the reason why Wudang Shaolin held a martial arts conference.

"Before, there was no news at all, Wudang Shaolin suddenly held a martial arts conference, and President Fengfeng is a third-generation disciple of Wudang, I don't know if I know the reason?"

"I only learned about this news after the news spread, but Brother Ni, I went to Wudang once before, I think Brother Ni should know some inside information, right?"

", I can't ask myself, so I'll pull this girl under the moon before the flower, and you're ruthless!" complained in his heart, Zeng Yi hurriedly said, "President Storm, I said it all, you all know what I know, and I don't know what you don't know!" ”

Hearing Zeng Yi's words, the two of them looked at him with suspicion. Zeng Yi was also speechless, "Made, is Lao Tzu so unbelievable?" ”

Fortunately, at this moment, another voice came out of the door: "Mr. Yue, the leader of the Wuyue Alliance, has arrived!" Yue Buqun's arrival, the idea of attracting everyone, looking at Yue Buqun, who was sticking a fake beard, was welcomed in by the Shaolin abbot, Zeng Yi whispered: "Hehe, who in the rivers and lakes doesn't know that this guy has already come from the palace in order to cultivate the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, and he is especially covering his ears and stealing the bell, sticking to the fake beard, who is fooling?" ”

"Mr. Yue is here, I hope you will forgive me!"

"Master Abbot is polite, how can Yue be virtuous, how dare he drive the master to welcome him?"

"Master Yue, hurry up, please come inside!"

"Master Abbot Xianqing!"

Yue Buqun is sticking to his beard, and he can't hide it in disguise, his more and more feminine temperament, look at the purple clothes he is wearing, a feminine aura is coming to his face, Zeng Yi knows that the deeper the cultivation of the evil sword spectrum, the more feminine it becomes, looking at Yue Buqun's appearance, Zeng Yi estimated that this guy's skill has increased again.

The heads of the masters of various factions have arrived one after another, and there are more and more people in the Shaolin Temple, and there are more than a dozen super-first-class masters, looking at the super-first-class masters at the top, Zeng Yi sighed in his heart: "Hey, it's no wonder that the imperial court will restrict the various factions in the rivers and lakes, so many super-first-class masters are not controlled by the imperial court, and everyone will be afraid!" Fortunately, good and evil are not separated, and the relationship between the various factions is complicated, if these masters of the various factions in the rivers and lakes are united, the court really can't do anything about them! ”

There are so many super-first-class masters in the Central Plains, in fact, there are two sides, with these people, other places dare not spread wild in the Central Plains, even if there are a few people like Gu Mozhi as a martial arts genius, it is still not as good as the Central Plains, but this also causes that the imperial court has never been able to fully control the rivers and lakes, even when the imperial court is the strongest, it can't do it.