The once-in-a-decade Golden Laurel Festival is coming.

The ancient Han City, which was already not peaceful, was stirred up by the decennial Golden Cinnamon Conference, and became more and more restless.

In a dilapidated city in the southern part of the ancient Han City, with old houses and narrow streets, a young man with a swarthy face walked down the street, dressed in old clothes, with a sword slung across his waist, and the peeled scabbard looked rather shabby.

The young man seemed to be a good fit for this street, he walked up and down this block every day, never went to the more prosperous streets outside, and there was not a day when he did not appear in this street, whether it was windy, rainy, or even a fist-sized hailstone.

The people around him are used to him, the neighbors know him, his name is Wang Kai, his parents died early, he is the only one in the family, more than ten years ago, he once proposed to the wealthy businessman Duan family more than ten years ago, but was rejected mercilessly by the Duan family, unceremoniously scolded him, and the toad wanted to eat swan meat.

From then on, he would regularly appear on this street every day, but without saying a word, his neighbors and acquaintances called him, and he seemed to be unable to hear and ignore him.

It's just walking, walking without stopping.

This man is already insane, a lot of people think so.

But as he walked at this moment, his confused eyes suddenly shot out of essence, his mental temperament changed, he drew his long sword, and shouted excitedly to the sky: "Sword, sword, you will not live up to me!" ”

He had an inexplicable look of surprise on his face, ten years of cultivation his sword path had finally broken through, it was too good, it was too timely, it was not in vain that he had entered the WTO for ten years of cultivation, he wanted to participate in the Golden Gui Conference, find the best owner, make a lot of money, and marry the eldest lady of the Duan family home.

He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the head of the Duan family, it was true that nothing could be done without money in today's world, but he firmly believed that he would definitely be able to make a lot of money and give the eldest lady of the Duan family the best life.

In the southwestern part of ancient Hanseong, there is a bustling area with beautiful buildings and a variety of architectural styles, including dome domes, spires, colorful houses, and mystical patterns painted on the walls.

In a cold basement, a guy with an extremely thin figure, a mustache, legs, and a hat that looked like a cashmere silk hat was looking at a diamond ring that emitted a strange light with a sad face, and said to himself: "Lao Tzu has empty treasures that cannot be spent, but there is no meaning." ”

His name is Hundred Eyes, he has a great background, he has been hunted down and killed all these years, he has been hiding in this basement for ten years, he wants to go out, there is nothing here, there are empty treasures that cannot be exchanged for resources, there is no way to cultivate, and there is no way to enjoy, this is really uncomfortable.

"I'm going out and take a gamble."

If you can find a big force to rely on before the enemy arrives, then all problems will be solved.

And the once-in-a-decade Golden Laurel Conference gave him this opportunity, and there will be many very powerful forces participating in this conference.

This is the only opportunity, it must be seized, and he has been thinking about it for ten years.

He has a very powerful god-level secret technique, and someone will definitely take a fancy to him, and he is very confident in this, just wait for the Golden Gui Conference to open.

The streets of the ancient Han City suddenly became more lively than before, and many people came, maybe people or not, these people looked like people, walking upright, with all kinds of strange faces, a bit like human faces, some were very tall, there were three ordinary people tall, some were only more than 50 centimeters tall, and the clothes they wore were also strange, some were wrapped in a layer of resin-like things, and some only had two pieces of metal to cover their private parts.

Some of them walked aimlessly on the streets, while others leaned against the wall and bare their upper bodies and half-lay in the sun.

This is the Void Tramp, the Void Tramp is coming!

The whole city was frightened, and every family told their children not to provoke them, but in fact they behaved very gently, even if the children laughed at them, they did not mind, even if some bear children threw stones at them, they did not fight back, and sometimes, they would give one or two candy-like things to the children they saw, to please the children, and the parents of the children were so frightened that the children threw them away, but there were still bear children who ate them, and the taste was good.

The defenders of Heavenly Court Town did not drive them away, and every ten years at this time, many strange people would appear here, they were here to participate in the Golden Cinnamon Conference, these people were tired of the life of the Void Wanderers, and wanted to find a better owner to settle down.

Therefore, there will not be any problems before the Jingui Conference, and it will be difficult to say after the Jingui Conference.

In addition to the special group of Void Tramps, there are also many local groups in the fairy world who have also come here, wanting to fight for their own opportunities, they either borrowed a friend's house, or borrowed a cave to cultivate.

They purchased elixirs and spiritual fruits, walked around the streets of the ancient Han City, and browsed the customs of the ancient Han City.

As a result, there are many, many people on the streets of ancient Seoul, and there are more and more people, all kinds of people coming here for a variety of reasons, some expecting to have a bowl of rice to eat, and some with a clearer goal.

There was a seven-person squad that appeared in the city, and immediately attracted the attention of the patrol, because the five of them were fourth-level immortal realm monks, one fat and one thin, and two were fifth-level immortal realm monks, the fat man was called Shen Gu, and the thin man was called Li Hai, which was already a force that needed attention in the ancient Han City, and after some interrogation, the fat man named Shen Gu said that they were from the fairy realm Dashun City, to see if there was a chance to join the Han King, and the patrol team let them go.

"I don't know if this patrol army is under the jurisdiction of King Han or Heavenly Court, so I don't know if there will be trouble." The thin man Lehi frowned.

I really can't say this, they came from Changshun City, and they don't know the situation here.

Shen Gu said: "I can't care so much, let's look for opportunities first and make sure that someone is willing to recruit." ”

The seven people are confident in mixing a bite of food, five of them are fourth-level immortal realm monks, and two fifth-level immortal realm monks, and their strength is still quite good.

Shen Gu continued: "If there are multiple opportunities to join, and the treatment conditions given are the same, then of course, it is best to give priority to joining the Han Wangfu Army. ”

"The Jade Emperor governs the Three Realms with the Dao of Heaven, and the King of Han governs the city with benevolence, the Lord of Benevolence, of course, it is the best choice for us!" He emphasized.

Lehi was a little skeptical and said, "I just don't know if the King of Han is true and false?" ”

Shen Gu's face changed slightly, and he sighed, and said: "Don't say it here, didn't we just say it before we came, the first goal is to take refuge in the Han Wangfu army." ”

Of course, that group of patrols reported this matter, and the defenders of Heavenly Court Town had to recruit people on the one hand, and on the other hand, they also had to pay attention to the movements of King Han secretly, after all, Ancient Han City was one of the largest cities in the fairy world, and the army of King Han was strong.

The town guards reported layer by layer, and reported to the town guard Song Shiwei, Song Shouwei heard this, frowned slightly, this matter can be big or small, the Han Wangfu can recruit government troops, but the heavenly court has a quota for it, this believes that the Han King still does not dare to exceed the rules, but the reputation of the Han King's benevolence has spread to other cities in the fairy world, which also makes him uneasy, he has been stationed in the ancient Han City for hundreds of years, but he does not think that the Han King is benevolent, and the Confucianism is all propaganda, especially after Dong Shengfeisheng came, in fact, everything he did was the only monarchy, More ordinary people were killed than the town guards, and his king was not necessarily the Jade Emperor, but probably the King of Han.

He remembered that the town defenders also wanted to recruit some warriors in the Golden Laurel Conference, and he immediately summoned several staff members to discuss the matter of the Golden Laurel Conference.

After a while, two scribes came, two partial generals, including Chen Wenwen, who was Song Shiwei's senior secretary.

Song Shiwei said: "Now that the decennial Jingui Conference is about to be held again, Chen Yuke has asked how Confucianism arranged it?" ”

The Jingui Conference was originally intentionally launched by the King of Han, and in order to avoid suspicion, Confucianism has been allowed to preside over it.

Chen Wenwen said: "General, everything is normal in the Confucian Sect, and a few great Confucians will be sent to preside over at that time, and we just need to attend the meeting." ”

Song Shiwei turned his head again and asked, "What are the vacancies in my town garrison?" ”

A partial general said: "There are still two centurions and one centurion in the Void Town defenders. ”

Song Shiwei said: "Hou Ru, at that time, you and Chen Yu will participate in the Golden Cinnamon Conference, with you as the main leader, the commander needs a monk of the Immortal Realm above level eight, and the centurion needs a monk of the Immortal Realm above level seven, according to this standard, I will find it." If you have other suitable ones, you can consider reserves, and you can do it. ”

Hou Ru and Chen Yu agreed.

At the ancient Han City branch of Tianlong Qianzhuang, a blue-robed man with a dashing demeanor called a subordinate with an elegant appearance and said, "Xi An, the Jingui Conference is about to be held again, you go to recruit two Qianzhuang guards for me, and I need a monk of the Immortal Realm above level seven!" ”

Si'an answered.

This kind of task is a very simple thing for Tianlong Bank, who would refuse to pay well, never short of money, but also very safe, very convenient, every day in the core area of the ancient Han City to do things.

Wansheng Gambling House, also want to recruit a few decent thugs in the Golden Gui Conference, the gambling house here is not as good as the heavenly court, from time to time someone comes to make trouble, the thugs have been killed several, it is necessary to replenish manpower, so it is also sent to recruit capable generals.

Even Baihuayuan in the entertainment industry has to recruit some capable security guards, there are too many people who make trouble after drinking, these guys are very rude, the security guards have been beaten away several times, and they must recruit enough good people.

There are also some gangs gearing up, and a large gang is holding a core secret meeting, and a thin old man with a long beard is speaking impassionedly on it.

"The Zhengguild has done so many bad things to us, and injured many of us, this time we can't let them go, we must retaliate, we must make them lose face, and they can't gain a foothold in the ancient Han City!"

This is the Quartet Gang, and the Zhengxing Association is an enemy of each other, both sides are doing the void dart business, and the contradictions are accumulating day by day, and they are irresolvable.

The big gang is like this, the small sect is also grinding their fists, the small sect with few people, the Qingshan Sect held a sect meeting, a total of five people, the master Zhou Qiao, He Chuan senior brothers and sisters, the master took the hands of the young disciples, and said: "He Chuan, the Qingshan faction depends on you, if you don't go out of the mountain, the Qingshan faction will be finished, if you can shine in the Jingui Society, my Qingshan faction will have a better life, otherwise it will be closed in two years!" ”

He Chuan nodded in agreement, ignorant in his heart, and had no concept of the Golden Gui Festival.

Confucian Dong Sheng called Bu Tianxi and the five people to inquire about the preparations, and the eldest disciple Bu Tianxi said: "Teacher, everything is ready, all the invitations have been invited, and ticket sales are already on sale." ”

Dong Shengdao: "Have we implemented the right candidates for what we are going to do?" ”

Bu Tianxi nodded and said: "It's all in place, they are all super strong, and they must be foolproof!" ”

Dong Sheng nodded and said, "That's good." ”