Chen Biaozi said: "What I mean is very simple, there are thousands of people in the family, and one person is in charge. Now that the cultivation world is withering, each place occupies its own mountain, and fellow practitioners are pouring into each other, creating a miasma. No wonder foreigners say that a Chinese is a dragon, a group of Chinese is a worm, our big guys must twist into a rope, no longer internal consumption, united! What I mean is that at this conference, we will simply elect a leader, and everyone will obey him, and let him lead our domestic cultivation world to regain its strength. ”

As soon as these words came out, the pot suddenly exploded on the field, and there was a lot of discussion below.

Chen Biaozi stood in the middle of the venue and said proudly, he said: "There is an idiom called throwing bricks to attract jade, I will use my own broken brick to introduce a jade to everyone, I will recommend one person first, this person is an old man in the cultivation world, old qualifications, and there is no black history, it belongs to the root of the Miao Red is reliable." That is Zhu Qiang, Old Man Zhu. ”

Zhu Qiang sat there and stroked his beard and said with a smile: "All the people present are masters, I can't do it at these two moments, so you colleagues should set up another meritocracy." ”

Everyone around is saying, "Old man, it's you!" At the beginning, those predecessors died, the dead and disappeared, and now the respected ones belong to you. With great power comes great responsibility. ”

Everyone on the field was talking, and some of them were very violent, and I watched from behind and thought it was very interesting. It is said that cultivators are detached, and now it seems that they are also competing for fame and fortune and are not convinced by each other, just like ordinary people.

"I disagree!" Suddenly, a shrill woman's voice came, shaking the entire venue. Everyone looked over, and the person who spoke was Xiaoxue.

Chen Biaozi was not angry, and said with his hands behind his back: "Why don't you agree?" ”

"I just don't agree." Xiaoxue looked a little messy.

Chen Biaozi said: "I know, aren't you some eight generals." To tell the truth, they are all colleagues in the rivers and lakes, and everyone has seen and admired the things you encountered in the past, but now the eight families have withered talents, and the dead and the dead have gone out of the house, and none of them have taken a shot, what are you still talking about here. ”

At this time, Zhu Qiang walked out of the side, lost weight, and said with his hands behind his back: "I heard that there are a few of your eight families who are really powerful, and one of them is called Jieling, right, it seems that it hasn't come out for several years, remember to shave a big bald head." There is also a man named Yuantong, an old monk, who has long drawn a line with you...... Oh, by the way, there was a big beauty back then, called Lai Ying, who also died. Now all that's left is shrimp soldiers and crabs......"

The people below burst into laughter, and when everyone was laughing, a person came in from outside, and came to the thin man at a very fast speed, and suddenly raised his hand in front of everyone, and he had a big mouth at this thin man.

In the ear chakra, I heard a loud "pop", like a whip in the flat ground, not to mention this sound. The scene suddenly quieted down, and the person who came was a pale girl with a ponytail, quite handsome, and a girl was wearing men's clothes, looking nondescript.

She slapped so hard that the thin man who hit him turned around three times in place, and his molars were about to spit out. The one I watched in the back was so enjoyable that it was going to start.

The thin man was so angry that he opened his mouth to scold. The girl has a big mouth again, her hand speed is extremely fast, she can clearly see it, but she just can't dodge it, this slap directly fanned the thin man back to his original seat from the center of the field, and fell directly to the ground, it is estimated that he was concussed, and his eyes were numb when he sat on the ground.

"I'm Cao, where did you come from to be a stinky girl!" Fu Shaowei stood up, and Zhu Qiang, as the master, did not speak, but squinted his eyes and quickly turned the walnuts in his hand. It is estimated that he wants to use this girl to try the quality of his apprentice.

Fu Shaowei walked to the middle of the venue and clenched his fists very politely: "This girl, are you?" ”

"My name is Rong Min." The girl said, "It's the younger sister of the bell." I don't care about the others, whoever laughs at the eight families will beat me, and I deserve to be beaten! ”

Many people present gasped, and it could be seen that Fu Shaowei's movements were also a little stiff. I suddenly remembered that night when the ramen restaurant was negotiating, Qin Dan made a phone call to the person called "Sister Rong", and Fu Shaowei was a little timid at that time, could it be the girl in front of him? Who is Rong Min?

I touched a man next to me, who was also sitting in the corner of the last row, obviously not a big god. He was in his forties, dressed in overalls, and asked softly what was wrong.

I told him that I was new and didn't understand anything, what was this Rong Min doing, why did everyone exclaim.

The man whispered: "Brother, don't look at my low status in the rivers and lakes, but I know that there are a lot of things." A few years ago, there was a saying on the road that there were two masters of national art, one male and one female. The male is Xie Nanhua of the eight generals, and the female is this Rong Min. The two of them and the eight generals have all practiced in Shaolin Temple and are brothers and sisters. Now Xie Nanhua has been severely injured and has become a paralyzed person, Xie Ling's whereabouts are unknown, there is only such a Rong Min left, she usually doesn't go out of the mountain, this aunt doesn't know why she came out today. ”

I was terrified when I heard it, I didn't expect that there were so many pullovers in it, the water in the cultivation world was very deep, and the relationship was complicated.

Rong Min on the field looked at Fu Shaowei and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Fu Shaowei was a little timid at the beginning, took a deep breath, and stiffened his chest: "My name is Fu Shaowei, I am the apprentice of Old Man Zhu, and the person you just beat is my brother." ”

Rong Min said coldly: "I'll just fight, what's the matter, you still want to fight back?" ”

Fu Shaowei stood with his hands in his hands and said, "I have long heard that the double masters of national arts, Nanhua's predecessors are not good, and you will be the same." ”

Rong Min sneered: "What are you?" Back then, Senior Brother Nanhua was able to make a draw with the first demon Qingyue, and dealing with you was like twisting a bedbug. ”

The rich young man was furious: "Don't say that I bully women!" Saying that he was going to do it, someone shouted loudly: "Xiaowei, be reasonable, everyone is the same way, don't hurt the harmony." ”

It was Zhu Qiang who spoke, and he was honest with Fu Shaowei in his words.

Rong Min was quite polite, and hugged his fist at Zhu Qiang: "Offended." ”

Zhu Qiang stood up and said: "Everyone's conflict is actually very simple, don't complicate the problem, it's nothing more than choosing a leader in the cultivation world." Actually, it doesn't matter if it's me or not. I think we all have cultivation in our bodies, and it's very boring to fight and kill like people in the market. Besides, what age is it now, and the people who still shout and kill are all missing strings in their brains, so if they are reasonable, they will be reasonable. ”

The people below laughed and agreed: "Yes, what age is it, and you still use knives and guns." Someone pouted the thin man who was beaten in the mouth and asked him to call the police to arrest Rong Min.

Zhu Qiang waved his hand to stop the riot, and continued: "In the new era, use the methods of the new era, and the fighting rings in ancient times were all feudal dross. Why don't you just vote, see who gets the most votes and the people's will, that is the leader of the cultivators! ”

"That's a good idea, vote for it." The crowd shouted.

There are very few supporters sitting around the eight generals, very few, and Zhu Qiang's momentum is immense, which is simply incomparable.

Xiao Xue said loudly: "Of course it's good to vote, but you can't vote now, you should give everyone a little time to think." ”

can see that she is trying her best to delay, and she probably knows that her side has no hope of victory.

Zhu Qiang nodded: "Reasonable." Leave it to the organizing committee to see what is going on. ”

Several Dao Masters studied it, and the host said, "Our vote this time is related to the future of the cultivation world, so be cautious and cautious. We studied it, first of all, to establish the qualifications, there are well-known practitioners in the country, we will try to send out an invitation letter, explain the matter, every practitioner has the qualifications to vote, if they don't vote when the time comes, it will be regarded as abstaining. Second, the voting is divided into two votes, the first vote and the final vote, and the one who gets the most votes in the two times is the last examiner. The first launch was three months after that, and we had to do a lot of preparation. ”

Fu Shaowei stood up and said loudly: "No! The cucumber vegetables are cold in three months, and those evil demons and outsiders abroad are eyeing us, time waits for no one, and we must be treated very much in extraordinary times. ”

Many people support Fu Shaowei and shout that it has been too long.

The Taoist leaders got together to study it.

The middle-aged brother next to me sneered and said, "There is bureaucracy everywhere." I think it's ridiculous, who can be the boss and what, hum. ”

He was a bit cynical, and I hurried to ask him what he was called. The eldest brother introduced himself, his surname is Mu, let me call him Lao Mu. Lao Mu's current business is very strange, he is a temple blessing.

In China, few people who have heard of this industry, what is a temple blessing, to put it bluntly, it is a person who manages incense in the temple. People like him are different from temple monks, they specialize in handling temple affairs, not only managing incense, but also dealing with lay people and pilgrims, these people, and he is a person with exquisite faces.

Lao Mu heard that I had studied Fa in Southeast Asia, and he was very interested, so he added contact information to me and asked me to tell me what I had seen and heard there.

There was a lot of fun on the venue about how to vote and how to choose the leader, and Lao Mu and I were very close to each other, chatting with relish in the corner.