Cliff Mountain.

One of the eight major sects, the Yashan faction, is located here.

Due to the remoteness of the cliff mountain and the rugged mountain road, few people will come here except for the people of the cliff mountain faction on weekdays, and it is relatively deserted.

Now, the silence is dispersed by the noise and crowds, and it is very lively.

Most of the famous forces in the rivers and lakes have entered the cliff mountain at this time. Not to mention the Eight Great Sects, there are other second-rate forces, righteous masters who have become famous in celibacy, and so on.

The reason is that Zhang Yifeng, the head of the Yashan faction, plans to withdraw from the rivers and lakes and become an official in the court, and will hold a golden basin hand-washing conference.

This incident caused an uproar in the rivers and lakes.

You must know that the relationship between the imperial court and the rivers and lakes has always been discordant, and in recent years, because of the Dongchang, there is a trend of getting worse and worse, and it is about to reach the point where water and fire are incompatible.

Zhang Yifeng, the head of the Yashan faction, betrayed his fellow Jianghu at this juncture and chose to be a lackey of the imperial court, which caused the indignation and scolding of many Jianghu colleagues.

They gathered in the Yashan faction to ask Zhang Yifeng for an explanation.

Of course, how to say that the Yashan faction is also one of the eight major sects, and the arrival of these forces is not a direct attack, but the Yashan faction sent many disciples to receive them with sincerity and be responsible for the food and living of the people who came.

However, most of them have plans, and they are waiting for the day of the Golden Basin Handwashing Conference to ask questions again.

this day.

The sky was clear, the sky was clear, and the cool breeze swept through, taking away a bit of the unbearable heat.

Countless figures of all kinds gathered in the main hall of the Yashan sect, and most of the huge sect hall was full of people at this moment.

Each sect occupies one place, and from these distribution positions, you can also get a glimpse of the relationship between the various forces in the rivers and lakes.

The Shaolin Wudang of the eight major sects are almost indistinguishable from each other, and the people of the two factions talk very happily, which shows that the relationship is extraordinary.

Emei, Huashan, and Kunlun are faintly surrounded by a triangle, united with each other, and have many contacts.

The Cloud Sword Sect and the Divine Sword Sect are adjacent sects, and the two factions also have a lot of exchanges.

These are the circles of first-class forces, and the rest of the second-rate forces cannot intervene.

Compared with the Eight Great Sects, these second-rate forces seem to have a small vision, have little communication with each other, and seem to disdain to unite, but they are extremely afraid of the Eight Great Sects.

In short, each has its own mind and has its own plan.

The entire sect hall is like a microcosm of the rivers and lakes, from which you can get a glimpse of the general trend of the entire rivers and lakes.

"Yifeng donor, here."

In the area where Shaolin Wudang was located, a compassionate and gentle voice came. Although it was not big, it made the people in the entire hall hear it clearly, and the originally noisy hall quickly became quiet.

The person who spoke was the leader of Shaolin this time, the current abbot of Shaolin, and the master of Wunian, one of the three great monks. A Shaolin mercy mudra is famous throughout the rivers and lakes.

When everyone heard this, they all turned their heads and looked out of the main hall.

Sure enough, a group of figures appeared, and the one who walked in front was the protagonist of the Golden Basin Handwashing Conference, Zhang Yifeng, the head of the Yashan faction.

Seeing that he was dressed in a Confucian robe, his appearance was neat and clean, his demeanor was calm and moderate, and his temperament was as warm as jade, which made it difficult for people to distinguish his identity at a glance, and he was a beautiful Confucian image.

As he did not squint, he walked to the top of the main hall under the gaze of a group of heroes from the rivers and lakes, followed by several elders and personal disciples of the Yashan Sect left and right.

Then, he turned around and faced a group of heroes in the rivers and lakes, with a gentle smile on his face and a fist.

"Thank you fellow martial artists, today to participate in Zhang's Golden Basin Handwashing Conference, so that Zhang and the Yashan faction, I feel very honored."

"After today, Zhang will quit the Yashan faction and part ways with the rivers and lakes......"

As soon as these words fell, a cold and disdainful voice sounded.

"Master Zhang, do you really want to insist on holding this golden basin hand-washing conference, abandon me and other fellow Jianghu people, and be the lackeys of the court?"

Everyone followed the prestige, and when they saw the person who spoke, it was the head of the Eight Great Sects Divine Sword Sect.

Although his name is not crazy, his words and deeds are always revealing a cold and arrogant meaning, and it is rumored that the rivers and lakes are related to the sword skills he practiced.

Zhang Yifeng saw that he was not crazy, but he was not provoked by his words, and still smiled.

"The unpopular lord is wrong, Zhang is just tired of the life of killing the rivers and lakes, and wants to live a clean rest of his life, and he will never be embarrassed by his fellow rivers and lakes in the future."

"Humph! As soon as you enter the rivers and lakes are as deep as the sea, how can you say quit and quit? Yun Lansheng, the head of the Cloud Sword Sect, snorted coldly, and said in a strange manner: "I just quit, and I want to be a lackey of the court, you don't know the relationship between the Jianghu sect and the imperial court, this is a clear dilemma with fellow Jianghu people." also taught us not to embarrass you, tired of fighting and killing in the rivers and lakes, when the court comes down with a piece of paper, you, the court official, can still read the old feelings of our former colleagues in the rivers and lakes to resist disrespect? I'm really stupid, so I can't deceive it! ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Yifeng's face immediately changed, and his gentle smile gradually disappeared.

At today's golden basin hand-washing conference, he, Zhang Yifeng, as the head of a faction, naturally did not know the storm contained in it, but he also had to do it hard.

It's all because the Yashan faction at this time can't help himself, his wife and children are all coerced, and he has to do what the other party wants.

The Divine Sword Sect and the Cloud Sword Sect came forward one after another, which made him feel pressured, and there were other five factions, as well as many Jianghu forces, the more he thought about it, the more powerless his mood became.

"Yes, in vain, your Yashan faction is ranked among the eight major sects in the rivers and lakes, and you should be an example for the people in my rivers and lakes, but now you are doing such a treacherous thing, and today you must give our fellow people in the rivers and lakes a suitable explanation!"

"Yes, give me an explanation! If you want to be a lackey of the court, you are the enemy of the entire rivers and lakes! ”

Those second-rate forces, because of the rhetoric and questioning of the Divine Sword Sect and the Cloud Sword Sect, also knew how to see the seams, and took the opportunity to raise the banner of nominal and persecute Zhang Yifeng and the Yashan faction.

At this point, Leng Bu and Yun Lansheng glanced at each other, and then swept their gaze towards the other eight major sects, each with deep thoughts, and there was a light in their eyes.

The head of Wudang, Tianji Zhenren, only shook his head slightly at the situation that was instigated. looked at Zhang Yifeng, whose face was getting ugly, and sighed lightly in his heart.

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng felt a taste of a thousand people, and his ears were full of questions and persecution from his fellow rivers and lakes, as if an invisible sword pierced every inch of his body.

There is no physical injury, but the spirit is full of holes.

Just as he was fighting his spirits and preparing to go on hard, something suddenly flew in from outside the main hall and landed heavily on a stone pillar, and there was a sound of bones shattering.

Such a change naturally attracted the attention of many heroes in the hall, and most of the original rhetorical questions about Zhang Yifeng stopped, and they were attracted to the past.

I saw a man covered in blood, like a mess of mud, lying motionless on the ground, and his body was instantly stained into a pool of blood.

It can be vaguely distinguished that the clothes on this person's body are the clothes of the disciples of the Yashan Sect.

Zhang Yifeng saw it, his face was gloomy in an instant, and as soon as his eyes fell outside the hall, he saw three figures, coming to the sun and entering the palace door.

A huge shadow seems to obscure the light of the entire hall. Everyone in the hall felt the illusion of a yin wind.

"It's just the right time."