October came to an end, and the 10-method meeting, which had been brewing for half a year, was held as scheduled, and was not postponed due to recent rumors.

In one place in the southern city, the flags are continuous, hundreds of thousands are planted around, and some wooden inns are also hung with flags, which is quite imposing when the wind is waving.

On the spacious stands, the crowd gathered, reaching thousands of people in just one or two hours, densely packed, and groups of three or five exchanged heads.

There are many people, like a pan splashing water, crackling and noisy.

The opponents couldn't see each other when they met, and there were even more people who danced knives and guns in a hurry, and there were also good deeds who shouted and agitated, threatening to challenge the heroes.

Pouting, scolding, shouting, and shouting, the momentum is like a wave one after another rolling on the field. Dozens of regular officials sweated and almost broke their legs, so they had to go to the state government to ask for a piece of paper to send to the military government, and then they saw several generals with two hundred soldiers to the venue to maintain order.

The armor is sharp and aggressive.

Minghuang raised the big knife above his head, and a pair of cold eyes swept across the venue, staring at the thieves who took the opportunity to make trouble in the dark, and were quickly arrested if there was any movement, as for whether they were taken into the prison and convicted on a day or interrogated in court, outsiders did not know.

With the arrival of the government soldiers, the warriors present secretly restrained a little, and the noise was still there, but there were not many who dared to stand up to this group of veterans who had obviously been killed from the battlefield.

Those who can't see it can push it twice at most, and then stick it out like just now, and they have no guts.

In order to break the façade of the official government for a while, if he really offends the government soldiers, according to the relationship between the state government and the military government, I am afraid that it will be difficult to move an inch in Jinzhou in the future.

Many of the warriors present are old and young, and their family business is also in Jinzhou, and now this place is a rare and stable corner of Daliang, and they can't find trouble for themselves.

On the stage, the forces that initiated the Dharma have not yet sent people, but there are Taoist priests looking for fellow Taoists around, and after explaining the details to each other, they choose a corner on the side and start to communicate.

"This group of cow noses is estimated to be able to show their heads and faces today."

Someone opened his mouth, thinking that most of this Dharma meeting needs to discuss the Tao and distinguish learning, which undoubtedly falls on the head of the Daomen, and the rest of the people in the field think that they will not lose much in terms of martial arts methods, but the Taoist scriptures and righteousness are not said to have seen it, for many people, just listening to it is like a magic sound, and chattering, thinking about it is big,

There are also martial artists who shake their heads and have different views on the puja.

"That's right, but if this Ten Methodical Gathering is just like an ordinary Dao Sect Zhaijiao, these families won't release a lot of treasures, not to mention the chaos that is now permeating the city, they don't just want to hold a puja......

The rest of the people couldn't help but nod when they heard this, and faintly agreed with what the other party said, they saw the changes in Los Angeles in the past few days, and they were not stupid people, and they were somewhat aware of it.

There are so many gossips that they are abnormal, like a torrent bursting an embankment, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false, drowning people in a trance and feeling suffocated.

Nowadays, most people who are still in the city choose to wait and see, or wonder why everything is happening. Of course, it is not excluded that some of the little people who want to fish in troubled waters will haunt them, and they will not be attracted by the news to leave.

"Hey, all factions are here, Lao Tzu has never seen such a big scene, the number of martial artists is high, if it weren't for the various news that led away a batch, maybe it would have broken the three thousand mark!"

In the crowd, a strong man is burly, holding his arms and looking around, more and more people gathered, and the grandstand that was only expanded yesterday can not fit again, and at this moment he is quickly demolishing the wooden wall on the periphery, simply emptying, and letting go in and out.

Next to the strong man, a man with a slightly lower head and two inches taller muscles knotted, holding a pair of meniscus silver knives straight waist and legs, as if pine bamboo was standing in the snow, his face was indifferent.

I only heard him say: "The Fa is not the key, the martial arts are the most important, it was originally only a once-in-a-ten years of Jiao Festival, but who would have thought that they would release the Three Treasures, and the guys who didn't want to travel hard would also be lured, even if the mountains are high and the road is far away, they are reluctant to give up a single elixir." ”

"Especially the old boys."

Hearing this, the strong man grinned, and pulled out a trace of hideousness without smiling, "Even those with old arms and legs, can they still kick and fight?" ”

His tone was full of disdain, "A group of old men and old women, their blood and blood are decaying and their muscles and bones are weak, and they can't beat fifty percent of their strength." ”

The knife-wielding man glanced at him and spoke slowly, "They really can't move, but they have their own disciples to serve them and take this elixir for their own parents." ”

"As far as I know, there are a few factions whose kung fu is not much worse than you and me, don't be careless."

At this point, the man looked back at the empty ring, his eyes shining.

After all, an elixir is nothing.

Rumors have little impact on those people.

"I can guess what the old guys think. This time the fight is not for a single elixir, the medicinal materials themselves have a limited effect, even if there are dozens of hundreds of elixirs in Xizhou, no one can say an approximation, even if one or two plants fall in the hand, even if they swallow it, it will be like that. ”

The strong man scratched his chin and gradually came back to his senses.

"Are you saying that this time the families released a ...... Immortal fate? ”

The man with the knife nodded in affirmation, it is the fairy fate, no matter how precious an elixir is, it is only a medicine, as for whether it can live forever and soar after eating, those who have obtained the herb are very clear.

But at this time, a few months have passed since the blessed land appeared, and there is still no movement, and it is estimated that it will not be possible.

Now the news released in the city is nothing more than attracting those who value the inheritance of the immortal family, and it is more oriented to the east and north of Jinzhou, these places have not been harvested at all when the blessed land was born.

To use the elixir as a color head is to make them move. Not only their juniors, but perhaps the old men themselves are also being targeted.

"Elixir ......"

The man with the knife thought to himself, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this thing appeared too casually...... It's like useless waste that has been thrown away.

Shaking his head, maybe he was thinking too much, or maybe these elixirs were really related to the future immortal inheritance, whether it was swallowing herbs or being in charge for a period of time halfway, it was likely to become a condition for some opportunities in the future.

In fact, he is not the only one who has this kind of thought, there are thousands of them in Xizhou, but there is a true cultivator in Guangyong Mansion who is involved in Zhenwu Mountain and other big Taoist temples, and the local forces distributed nearly a hundred elixirs as soon as the blessed land disappeared.

In this way, even if Jiang Long wants to force it, he has to consider whether he has the confidence to face the entire Xizhou martial arts.

"The person who can be willing to give away so many elixirs and promote the decision wants to come to the idle people."

The thoughts were chaotic, and he quickly retracted his heart, and there was a cry in front of him, and the man with the knife and the strong man looked at it together, and it turned out to be a middle-aged man standing in the ring.

Not far away, the equipment needed for the Jiao Yi Department was arranged on the side, but it was much simpler and smaller than the vast ring in front of it. It was as if they had already told everyone that this puja was different from the usual Jiao as they were commonly known, and that the focus was never on the so-called discourse and recitation.

"In the name of Zhai Jiao, the martial arts conference is held, and these companies in Los Angeles really want to come out!"

Although it had been expected, when all the red fruits were opened and presented in front of them, the people of the Daomen who came for the Jiao Festival nearby were still dissatisfied in their hearts.

If you want to have a martial arts competition, why bother like now.

"Humph! Such a fasting is simply an insult to the saints of the ten directions! ”

The so-called Ten Directions refers to the dozens of local worshippers who were included in the initial preaching of Los Angeles, but at this moment, looking at the ritual platform, there are very few magic weapons, and it is obvious that they don't pay attention to it.

Jiang Qinan and Yue Haiping were like drops of water falling into the sea of people, hiding aside and watching silently.

They didn't plan to come out, but in the end, they couldn't resist their curiosity about the Ten Methods, and at the same time, they also wanted to find some Taoist friends to discuss the Tao, so they still came over.

"I don't know where Chen Daoyou is."

"He shouldn't miss such a grand event, and he is probably waiting with me in the crowd of people in front of him."

Yue Haiping replied, continued to look, and soon his eyes lit up, and he found a group of Daoists wearing different styles of Taoist robes gathered under the building in the distance.

"This is not necessarily, Chen Daoyou is a person who likes to be clean and comfortable, there are many people here, noisy and noisy, maybe he will not come directly after seeing the recent chaos."

Jiang Qin'an was still envious of Chen Yu's quiet and dusty temperament, but he had lived in the mountains for a long time and practiced with food and drink, but he didn't want a burst of strength at hand, so he was pulled to the side by his senior brother.

"If you want to do so much, look, those should be the Taoist figures near Jinzhou, and now the festival has not started, so let's go and inquire about the local Taoist situation first, and by the way, we can also talk about Taoism and scriptures."

Following the direction pointed by Yue Haiping, Jiang Qin'an, who was interrupted from his thoughts, saw eleven or twelve men and women, Kun Dao is rare in the southwest, it is the relationship between customs and customs, women rarely become monks and worship the Tao, and the Kun Dao that Haiyunguan has walked out of for several generations is not even enough for both hands.

In front of him, there are five or six, and three of them are dressed similarly, the robes are plain white and elegant, and the edges are painted with green bamboo and larks, which set off the fairy posture.

When the two of them approached, they only heard a few people talking about the things of this festival, and there was a faint hint of resentment in their words about the big families in Los Angeles who were competing in the name of Zhai Jiao.

Seeing Jiang Qin'an and the two approaching, more than a dozen pairs of eyes wandered on the blue and black robes on their bodies, and they stopped for a moment when they looked at the drawing of a cloud and moon in the sea at the corner of their clothes, and then retracted their gaze.

"Dear fellow Daoists, the poor Dao Haiyun is upright. This is my junior brother Shouqing, the two of us came from other states, traveled to Jinzhou locally, on the way to hear about the Ten Methods of Meeting, so I rushed to participate in the grand event, listen to the advice of the high Taoists. ”

After taking Jiang Qin'an to meet the ceremony, Yue Haiping first naturally revealed the origin and identity of the two, and then led to several more famous Taoist schools in Jinzhou, appropriately showing some admiration and longing, and finally turned the conversation into hearsay stories, and only after the faces of several Taoists in front of him calmly lowered their guard, they began to talk.

Daoist Jiang looked at his senior brother's long-sleeved and good dancing appearance on the side, but he was not surprised, the other party had already performed in this regard on the road, although the two were from the same school, but their personalities were very different.

"It turns out that the righteous Daoist is actually from Xizhou?"

"Have you ever heard of the immortal elixir, it seems to be spread from Xizhou."

"Dare to ask the righteous friends, is the immortal blessed land true or false?"

After a while, Yue Haiping, who always had a faint and gentle smile, had a very happy conversation with several people, just like when he first met Chen Yu, there were always endless topics from the mouth of this young Taoist priest.

Partial survival is all interesting in the world, and it is difficult to ignore it.

At the same time, Jiang Qin'an was also watching silently, and wrote down the news revealed by this group of Taoists in his heart.

I have to say that the two of them are not unlucky, and the dozen or so people they found are all from the Jinzhou faction, the Taoist temple where the incense is flourishing, and the Haiyun Temple are inferior to it.

Suming Temple, Langya Palace, Yuanqing Temple...... Since entering Jinzhou, the name has been heard, and it is no worse than the Zhengyuan concept of Pingcheng.

From their mouths, Yue Haiping and the others gradually heard many things that were rarely circulated, but most of them were related to the Dharma meeting in front of them.

"Originally, Shizun was reluctant to come, but now the states are in turmoil, and I am worried that there will be accidents on the road. However, someone specially rushed from Los Angeles to Guanzhong, sent an invitation and informed that there was an immortal medicine born, and the master and the elders in Guanzhong were curious about what the so-called immortal medicine was, so they arranged for Poor Dao to come. ”

The one who spoke was a dry man, not young, and he was about to stand around.

Yue Haiping glanced at the other party's hands and feet, the legs covered by the long span seemed to be extremely powerful, because he had never seen the other party perform the technique of protecting the path, so it was difficult to judge the level of martial arts, but at least it was at the level of strength, and judging from the slight bulging of his temples, he was probably also a second-rate master of the intersection of dragons and tigers.

The rest of the people also spoke one after another, saying that there were also people in the Guan Sect who sent invitations, and their words were sincere, and they bluntly said that there was an immortal medicine to offer.

When the words fell, a middle-aged Kun Dao with phoenix eyes and willow eyebrows said the speculation of the high road in the door, and the forces behind Luocheng may have obtained more than one elixir.

"At that time, it seemed that as long as someone came to the Taoist temple, you could get a copy, at least you could get a detailed reference to it."

It is obviously not enough to rely only on the one that is put out.

At the same time, it was through this group of local Taoist priests that Jiang Qin'an and Yue Haiping knew what the Dharma was held.

"The six major families in Jinzhou, Liu, Li, Zhao, and He all participated, but the Yulin Gongsun family and the Changfeng Bai family did not hear the news."

"In addition, the Kanghe Song family, which has many children rooted in the government soldiers, also has a handiwork."

Hearing this, Yue Haiping was curious, what does the current state pastor think of this?

Unexpectedly, several people shook their heads and sighed.

"Lord Sun is not from a local background, although the Sun family in Hejian is not inferior to the Song family, but the whip is beyond the reach, and there is not much way to interfere."

Moreover, Hejian has been beaten to pieces in the previous half a year, and even if the Sun family really has the will now, whether they support or oppose it, it is useless, and it will have little impact on Jinzhou.

Sure enough, they were going to attack the state pastor. Or be more ruthless, I can't say that this city and this Jinzhou will have to change their surnames.

muttered how difficult the world is, but unfortunately Yue Haiping didn't plan to get involved in these bad things, so he turned the conversation around and took the lead in sharing his understanding of a certain widely circulated Taoist scripture.

A few people were attracted, and you and I actually started the discussion at the edge of this field.

……

After another three moments, a bronze bell was pulled to the altar where the ritual utensils were placed, and a man dressed as a fancy Taoist stepped forward, whining for a while, holding a long sword and shouting words that no one could hear.

Burst!

A sip of wine squirted down, and three animals were served.

Keep yelling.

“……”

Jiang Qin'an's eyes widened, and he stiffly turned his neck to look at the other Taoists, "This is Jinzhou's ...... Rituals? ”

I didn't think that a few people from local backgrounds were also puzzled, the person in front of him was acting strangely and behaving like a Taoist orthodox. I don't know where the family got it.

There was an endless uproar in the audience, and many of the warriors had participated in the Jiao Festival in various places, but they didn't know that this thing was like a folk wild road pit abduction, as if they had been fooled, and the scolding was in an uproar.

In front of the Dharma platform, the fake Taoist priest was still dancing the gods, reciting patchwork prayers, and memorized a few in his mind before going on stage, but the sound behind him made him tremble and tremble, as if hundreds of cold eyes were stuck on his body, and he made up some randomly, just wanting to get it done quickly.

"Uh, ah, oh......"

As he screamed, a pop sounded.

The fake Taoist priest only felt a cold arm, and his soul trembled when he looked at it, but it was a cold iron sword inserted not far in front of him, and a shallow blood line swept out of his shoulder and arm.

"Don't get out yet!!"

Like thunder, there was a master who made a move, and it was a middle-aged Taoist priest, wearing a Taoist bun, wearing a green robe, his eyes were angry, and his face was full of frost.

(End of chapter)