On the ninth day of September, the Double Ninth Festival, Songshan Shaolin Temple.

If we talk about the biggest event in today's martial arts, one is that at the Heroes of the Great Victory Pass, the main force of the Mingjiao Sect fought against the Mongolian national division King Jinlun and won in one fell swoop. On the day of the battle, the sky was shocked, the wind and clouds changed color, and its world-building cultivation made the world's heroes shake, and was known as another master-level master of the Central Plains martial arts after the Five Uniques, known as the "King of Immovable Ming".

In addition, the other thing is that the former beggar gang leader, who is now the real life experience of Xiao Feng, the big devil after the Liao people, went on a killing spree at the Juxianzhuang Heroes Meeting, killing countless famous heroes and heroes on the rivers and lakes, and committing a lot of bloody cases.

These two incidents, under the oral recitation of people in the rivers and lakes, spread all over the country at an extraordinary speed, and countless people were heartbroken or indignant.

In such a situation, before the beginning of the month, the Shaolin faction suddenly scattered the heroes, invited the heroes of the world, and held the Chongyang Festival martial arts conference in the Shaolin Temple of Songshan.

Its purpose is nothing more than to thoroughly investigate the real culprit who killed Master Xuanbei of Shaolin for the Gusu Murong clan's "return the other way to the other body"; The other is to invite the world's masters to discuss how to deal with Xiao Feng, who is now the king of the Southern Courtyard of Liao.

Xiao Feng learned from the master of Shaolin Xuanku, but he was rebellious, killed his teacher and killed his relatives, and now he has taken refuge in Yelu Hongji, the lord of Liao, to help him quell the rebellion and seize power in one fell swoop. His martial arts talent has become a problem for the Central Plains, and the Shaolin faction has the obligation and responsibility to eradicate this scourge.

On the day of the conference, the hall of the Great Hung Treasure was crowded, there were not 2,000 people, there were always 1,7800. The heroes of the two lakes and the south of the Yangtze River have arrived, the heroes of Sichuan and Shaanxi, and the heroes of Liangguang have also arrived.

Look at the world's greatness. Heroes from all over the world, all of whom received the post, were all present.

Shaolin Temple itself sent out invitations, the first master of the Zhike Institute Xuanjing is a manager, Shaolin Temple has a thick accumulation of materials, has been prepared, and entertaining these thousands of people is also in an orderly manner. There is no shortage of courtesy.

In this Chongyang Conference, in addition to the heroes and heroes from Tiannan and Haibei, many masters from various factions of the Central Plains martial arts also participated.

Inside. There are Wudang factions with Shaolin who are martial arts Taishan Beidou came to help, except for Zhang Cuishan, who committed suicide that year, the other six disciples went out together, and even Yu Sanxia, who recovered after being paralyzed for many years, also went together. gave enough face to the Shaolin faction.

Equally. Emei, Kunlun, Diancang, Kongtong, and Wangwu factions have all sent enough masters, and some even come in person.

For example, Emei exterminated Shitai, and He Taichong of the Kunlun faction all personally led his disciples to the meeting, which can be seen from the century-old background of the Shaolin faction.

These martial arts heroes are all in the south and north of the world, and they are rare to see on weekdays, and most of them only hear their names but do not see them. It's a good time to get to know each other.

Everyone was introducing each other, and overheard the report of the monk Zhike: "His Royal Highness Duan Duan, the South King of Dali Town, has arrived with his son Duan Yu. "For the death of the master of Shaolin Temple Xuanbei in the body of the "Wei Tuo pestle". Duan Zhengchun was ordered by the emperor's brother to visit Abbot Xuanci. Dali Duan is a friend of Shaolin Temple, and when he comes at this moment, he really has a strong help.

Hearing the report, Abbot Xuanci hurriedly led the crowd out, and exchanged a few words with Duan Zhengchun and his son Duan Yu, and his entourage Fan Hua, Hua Hegen, Ba Tianshi, Zhu Danchen, etc., and then welcomed into the hall and introduced them to the group.

The group of heroes saw Dali Duan Zhengchun and others, and naturally came forward to greet and salute, and those who did not recognize it secretly watched, thinking that this Dali Duan prince was really chic and handsome, and his bearing was extraordinary, although his son was not as powerful as his father, but he was also handsome and elegant, humble and polite, worthy of being a Dali Duan clan.

After the Dali Duan clan sat down, it didn't take long for a group of heavyweights to come.

"The head of the Songshan faction has arrived."

"Mr. Yue, the head of the Huashan faction, has arrived!"

"Mr. Mo Da, the head of the Hengshan faction, has arrived!"

"The head of the Taishan faction, Tianmen Dao, has arrived!"

"The head of the Hengshan faction has arrived!"

Outside the door, the monk reported loudly five times in a row, which made everyone look sideways.

"It's the Wuyue Sword that has arrived."

"Even the leader of the Left Alliance is here in person, and the Shaolin faction has a big face!"

"Of course, the face is big, in addition to Quanzhen and Wudang, Shaolin and these two are neck and neck, they are the three pillars of the Central Plains Righteous Path, and the masters in the door are like clouds, who dares to look down on them!"

"I have long heard of the name of the Wuyue Sword Sect, but the head of this Hengshan Sect should not be Dingxian Shitai, who is the head of this Linghu Sect?" In the crowd, a scholar suddenly asked.

In fact, he is not the only one who has this doubt, and most people on the scene don't know about such a major event as the election of the head of the Hengshan faction.

Only a moment later, the people of the Wuyue Sword Sect had already passed through the front hall, and the first five people walked in.

I saw that the leader was a middle-aged man with a white face and a calm bearing, and this man walked like a dragon walking like a tiger, and there was a faint electric light between the opening and closing of his eyes. After entering, the man glanced at the surrounding heroes, and then strode into the room, bowing to the abbot Xuan Ci, the owner of the place.

"Zuo Mou and the Wuyue Sword Sect have seen Abbot Xuanci, masters." Zuo Leng Zen is a hero, although the etiquette in his words is in place, he has his own arrogant momentum.

What Zuo Lengchan wants is to merge the Wuyue Sword Sect, to stand on top of Quanzhen, Shaolin, and Wudang, and to surpass any of the previous heads of the Songshan faction.

Although these words are suspected of overstepping the bounds, Zuo Lengchan claims to be the leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect, and he has superb means and deep scheming, and he has been subduing the other four factions with his own strength for so many years, so although his eyes flickered, he was speechless.

"Amitabha, it is an honor for the Shaolin sect to come to the temple, please take a seat." In the face of Zuo Lengchan's provocation, Abbot Xuanci was graceful, showing the demeanor of the master of a faction.

After the five heads sat down, the abbot of Xuanci stepped forward to greet everyone one by one, Zuo Lengchan, Yue Buqun, Mr. Mo Da, and the head of Tianmen, when they saw a young descendant, they couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and asked, "Who is this?" ”

"The abbot of Qiqi, the family teacher and the head of the sect were poisoned by the Sun and Moon God Sect not long ago, and the head of the fox sect has taken over the position of the head of my Hengshan faction in accordance with the last words of the head of the sect." A middle-aged nun beside Ling Hu Chong saw this. He took the initiative to step forward and said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

"The Hengshan faction actually chose a man to be the leader of the faction."

"Didn't you hear that Master Dingxian was poisoned by the Sun and Moon God Sect?"

"Hehe, I don't see it exactly. It must be Hengshan Pai, the mountain is high and the road is steep. It's rare to see men, this nun thinks of spring, so she simply chose a little white face to be the head. ”

"Grandma's has such a good thing, why don't you choose me!"

In addition to the heroes who are known as the heroes and heroes in the rivers and lakes, there are also a lot of people from the three religions and nine streams, and the Shaolin faction is known for its good fate, and these people cheer for the Shaolin faction. But it's not easy to turn away. Now that it's here, it's really a mess.

His foul language and ridicule made the Hengshan faction faintly angry. Look unpleasant.

The strange thing is that the Wuyue Sword Sect claims to be the same qi and branches, but this time the Hengshan faction was humiliated, and the people of the Songshan faction were not only not angry. Instead, he sat and watched the play. Grimacing.

Ning Zhong, the head lady of the Huashan faction, looked nervous, and was about to step forward, but was held down by Yue Buqun's hand.

Mr. Mo Da of the Hengshan Sect looked drowsy, stroking the huqin in his hand slowly and methodically, without saying a word.

The Taishan Sect Tianmen Daoist looked angry, but his anger was angry, and it was impossible to send the head of the Hengshan faction.

Seeing that the shape was becoming more and more chaotic, Abbot Xuanci's expression did not move. Suddenly he opened his mouth, and his voice was like a bell. suppressed all the noise on the scene.

"Amitabha, the deceased immortal passed away, and the old man was not very suffocating. The head of the fox is clear and clear, and his cultivation is extraordinary, and the old man also congratulates your faction. ”

"The abbot praised falsely, making the fox virtuous and shallow, and he didn't dare to take on this big responsibility, but he was entrusted by the master of Dingxian to be the head of Hengshan for the time being." Ling Hu Chong hurriedly stood up and returned the salute respectfully.

With the face of the abbot of Xuanci, everyone present naturally did not dare to continue to talk nonsense, and the Hengshan faction chose a man to be the head, although it was strange, but there were many strange things that happened every moment on the rivers and lakes, and there were many of them.

After the Wuyue Sword School, there were several prestigious sects on the rivers and lakes, and there were many masters and scattered people, the reason why there was such a grand occasion was because the Chongyang Conference was a once-in-a-century event in martial arts, and heroes from all walks of life, and clowns from all walks of life appeared on the stage.

The sun was in the west, seeing that the auspicious time was approaching, everyone waited for a while, but they didn't see one of the protagonists of the conference, Gusu Murong Clan, coming, and they all secretly thought to themselves: "Could it be that this Murong clan is a thief and has a weak heart, and he doesn't dare to come to Shaolin Temple to confront him face to face." ”

Just as the heroes were thinking about it, a sound suddenly came from under the mountain: "Gusu Murong clan and the four generals of the family...... In early September, I rashly visited the temple...... I also hope that all the masters and monks will ......"

When this voice was first heard, it was still thirty zhang away from here, and when everyone heard the second sentence, it was less than ten zhang away, and the green shadow flashed in the third sentence, and there was already an additional figure outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

I saw that the person who came was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, wearing a light yellow shirt, with a long sword hanging from his waist, floating away, with a handsome face, chic and elegant, and he was one of the protagonists of this conference, Gusu Murong Fu.

Seeing the arrival of the main lord Murong Fu, the heroes couldn't help but give way to it, Murong Fu stepped forward slowly, first greeted each other with the abbot of Xuanci, and then saluted everyone one by one, with modest words and intentions.

"Gusu Murong" is famous all over the world, and everyone can't imagine that he is such a handsome and noble son, not like a sinister villain who will conspire to kill Master Xuanbei, and he suddenly has a good impression, and the voices of admiration are endless.

On the other side, Duan Yu looked at the white-clothed shadow in the crowd following behind Murong Fu, and saw that she was radiant, and it seemed that her whole body was about to laugh, and she was suddenly sad and sad.

This white-clothed Qingying is the Wang Yuyan he has been thinking about for a long time, she is full of admiration and love at this time, looking at Murong Fu stupidly.

"Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang! You told me about Miss Wang's residence, but you didn't tell me how I got Miss Wang's heart. Alas, I don't know where you are now, otherwise with your ingenuity, there will definitely be a way. At this time, Duan Yu missed the one he met very much.

About dozens of miles away, Zhang Xinyi suddenly sneezed, making his galloping figure pause, "Who is thinking about me." Forget it, it's better to rush to the Shaolin faction as soon as possible. Calculate the time, and it's time for the show to begin......"

The next moment, Zhang Xinyi's figure was like an electric projection, and behind him were five hundred sturdy figures...... (To be continued......)