As the 24th day of the second month of the Shengming calendar approached, the number of monks flocking to the Beijing Division was rising in geometric multiples almost every day, making Wei Chong, the general of the Beijing Division's garrison battalion, nervous for a while, for fear that these people would cause some trouble in the Beijing Division.

This is actually because this martial arts conference was held in a bit of a hurry, otherwise, I am afraid that the entire Jingshi will be crowded by the monks who came from afar. And now, those monks who saw that leaflet and could still have time to close the city gate and enter Beijing on February 23 were either extremely strong in cultivation, or they were not too far away from the Beijing master.

From the finalization of Meng Siao and Zhong Xuan, the distribution of leaflets the next day to the registration deadline on the evening of the 23rd, it was only four days in the middle. Those areas that were only covered by the order on the morning of the 23rd, unless you can buy a BMW with more than six grades, it is too late.

As a result, in the past few days, almost the entire horse market of the Dali Dynasty has seen a hot scene of short supply. The price of horses is soaring every day, and the original market price of an ordinary horse that is not in the product is only three dollars of silver, but in just four days, it has soared to ten taels, and it is still priceless.

In addition to these monks who coveted the rewards on the leaflet, some people who were keen on cultivation and hoped to take the opportunity to open their eyes also began to gather at the Jingshi after seeing this leaflet. They weren't afraid of consuming their spiritual power because they were in a hurry, and they weren't as urgent as those who wanted to sign up.

Anyway, this martial arts conference lasts for seven days, and before that, how can you rush to the capital division.

Meng Wushao, who had seen the big scene, obviously still underestimated the allure of the list of rewards he had in hand for ordinary monks.

On the first day of registration on the 20th alone, the number of monks who came to the martial arts hall to line up to register for participation exceeded three hundred. Among them, there are even some outer disciples of the Immortal Dao Gate Sect and some inner disciples of some small and medium-sized sects.

What especially amused Meng Siao was that among the contestants who signed up on the first day, there were actually elders of a certain small sect! And this small sect happened to be one of those sects that refused to accept "Meng Wushao", which made Liu Xiaobie, who was fully responsible for all matters of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, ashamed.

However, this elder is an old man, and he has also seen the world, and the thickness of this cheek can not be broken by Liu Xiaobie's sneer and ridicule with a few words.

The number of applicants on the first day has far exceeded everyone's expectations. However, early the next morning, when the Dragon Tiger Gate opened to welcome the contestants to sign up, the door of the martial arts hall opened, and Liu Xiaobie, who had stayed up all night, was yawning and rubbing his eyes and walking out.

He shook his head vigorously, looked out of the door, and was suddenly startled, and his whole body was excited, and he almost thought that there was a rebellion in Jingshi.

Outside the martial arts hall, the black pressure is full of people! At a glance, you can't even see the end!

"me, come on, come on, come on, what the is going on!" Liu Xiaobie was instantly scared to his senses, and hurriedly called someone to ask, when he heard that these people were all rushing to sign up for this martial arts conference, this prince of Dingxi Wangfu finally realized one thing-

"Holy!

He slapped his thigh, shouted, and found an empty space through the back door like the wind, rode on the BMW dragon horse, and went straight to the Protector's Mansion.

At this time, in the lobby of the Protector's Mansion, the old man was eating breakfast with his three grandchildren. The four of them ate very leisurely, and the old man would ask about the cultivation of the three grandchildren in recent times from time to time. Especially when he saw that Meng Siao had made a breakthrough in his cultivation in just one day, he openly and secretly told him a lot of truths about cultivating the mind and cultivating the will.

Meng Wushao responded absentmindedly, and kept drinking the preserved egg and lean porridge in the bowl in his mouth. This bowl of porridge, the preserved egg is pickled in a secret method with the eggs laid by the four-winged golden rooster of the low-grade demon beast at the human level, and the meat is the loin of the low-grade black water cow in the human rank, and then warmed with a bunch of medicinal materials, which can not only nourish the body's qi and blood, but also have the effect of boiling the muscles and bones and improving the strength.

This is also the level of the Protector's Mansion, so that such porridge can be served for breakfast, and the ordinary official family, even if it is a Dazai, it will definitely not be able to supply it for a long time. The Black Water Bull is not so easy to kill, and if you go to a few monks in the Body Forging Realm or even the God Refining Realm, it is purely to find death by yourself.

"Five Shao! Five Shao! Get out of the way! Do you know who Lao Tzu is! You know? I know that you still dare to stop me, believe it or not, I will find someone to cut you to death in minutes!"

The four of them were having breakfast, and suddenly there was a sound of scolding outside the hall, and then, Liu Xiaobei rushed in under the obstruction of several subordinates.

"Uh...... You're also there, old man Huguo, hehe, eating. You eat, you eat, the little nephew has something to do with Si Ao, hehe, that, I don't know you're dining, disturbed, disturbed......"

Liu Xiaobei rushed in arrogantly, and then saw that the old marshal was calmly picking up a piece of demon beast meat, unhurriedly sending it to his mouth to chew and swallow slowly, and immediately fled with a fart.

While running, he also glanced at Meng Siao.

"Uh...... That, I'm full. Although Meng Siao was a little suspicious, he also guessed that most of the situation was on the side of Longhumen, and suddenly put the spoon down, stood up and said, "Grandpa, second brother, little sister, you eat slowly, I have to take a step in advance." ”

The old man raised his eyelids and said lightly: "Pay attention to proportion, Wei Chong has already come to me last night to vomit bitter water." If you do this, he's under a lot of pressure. ”

"Wei Chong, the general of the Jingshi garrison battalion?" Meng Siao thought for a moment and nodded, "I know, I'll arrange it." ”

The old man nodded, said no more, and continued to eat the demon beast meat on the table.

Meng Siao left the hall, Liu Xiaobie couldn't wait to rush up, and couldn't help but say, grabbed his arm and dragged him out of the house. As he walked, he said excitedly: "Five Youth! The idea of a martial arts conference is really too genius! do you know what I came to you for?"

"Isn't there something going on over there in Longhumen, you can't figure it out, so you came to me?" Meng Siao asked rhetorically.

Liu Xiaobei shook his head, his eyes shining brightly: "Brother, I'm here to take you to witness the miracle! Yesterday, there were nearly 300 people who signed up alone, but do you know how many there are today?"

"How many?" Meng Siao was a little curious.

"At least thousands!" Liu Xiaobie said while gesturing excitedly, "Good guy, the damn black pressure is all people, I can't see where the tail is at a glance! Five Shao! We have become! The martial arts conference has become! These people, even if the master is only one percent or one thousandth, it is enough for our brothers to divide it!"

Meng Siao was a little amused, and couldn't help but say: "Don't be too happy first, whether there is a master or not, you have to see it before you know." However, with so many people, a mere dragon and tiger gate must not be squeezed, and you have to find another open place. ”

Liu Xiaobei said confidently: "Don't worry, I have asked the Yamen of the Gyeonggi Department to temporarily recruit all the backyards of all the shops around me." We can get through all of them tonight, and then set up dozens of rings, even if the number of people doubles tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, we are not afraid!"

"Nanse" Liu Xiaobie has always been known as a crow's mouth, and it is by no means a wasted name.

Two days later, when the registration deadline ended, the total number of monks who came to sign up for the competition exceeded 3,000! For a time, all the inns in Jingshi were instantly full, and some homestays were all rented out.

So many monks appeared in the Jingshi, even when His Majesty the Emperor Shengming was also alarmed. When Liu Xuanzong heard about this, he immediately summoned Wei Chong, and when he figured out what happened, he suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.

No one thought that more than 3,000 monks would gather in the Beijing Division, and the result would be a martial arts conference for a group of gentlemen!

For this group of prominent gentlemen, Liu Xuanzong knew the bottom of the matter, and he put his mind at ease at the moment, and just ordered Wei Chong to strengthen some daily inspections, so as not to let these people fight at the feet of the Son of Heaven for three days or something, which would affect the security of the Beijing Division.

Not long after Wei Chong left, a gatekeeper eunuch came to report that the crown prince, the second prince, the third prince, the fifth prince, the ninth prince and the thirteenth prince all appeared outside the palace gate, and they were all waiting there now, asking Liu Xuanzong if he wanted to summon the princes.

Liu Xuanzong was stunned for a moment, and then a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

He took two steps back and forth, and suddenly looked up at a person sitting on the side: "Teacher, do you want to see all the emperors?"