The sixth day of the third month, the day of departure.

The battle of Xingyun Sect's trip to the martial arts court meeting this time was quite large: the head of the sect, Lu Chaohuan, personally led the team, in addition to the more than forty disciples of the inner courtyard and Yang Lin, the head of the courtyard, there were also five elders of the Dancing Elephant Academy, and two sect elders who had retired for many years.

In the past few months, the top twelve disciples in the inner court have all cultivated hard.

Zhao Lin is no exception, almost to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat, and feels as if he has returned to the days of the college entrance examination sprint in his previous life.

After all, the stakes are very high, and the martial arts competition is not only related to personal future, but also closely related to the rise and fall of the sect and even the fortune of the Great Yue Kingdom.

There will be five parties involved in the court: Dayue in the Central Plains, Wushu in the north, Wuche in the northwest, Weizi in the Western Regions, and Xiuzhao in the south.

In terms of past achievements, Da Yue is the strongest, but his strength has declined in the past two hundred years, and now he is in the first echelon of Wushu and Weizi.

Da Yue and Wu Che are second, and Xiu Zhao is the weakest.

However, Xiuzhao has the smallest territory and the fewest people, and the competition will allocate resources according to the results of the battle, but there is a surplus.

In the early days, the martial arts tournament was held in Da Yue, and later it was changed to take turns to be the east, and this year's host was in Xiuzhao.

The Dayue Dynasty had already mobilized manpower and material resources to arrange food, clothing, housing and transportation on the road, and local officials would pick them up and drop off everyone every time they arrived in a state.

As we traveled south, the weather gradually warmed up, and we arrived at the border between the two countries in mid-March.

There is a white marble platform at the border junction, and there is a huge bronze pillar about three zhang high on the platform, and two people hug each other.

The bronze pillar looks old, and the mottled surface is engraved with ancient seal characters.

"What a big pillar, is it a boundary monument?"

"No, how can the boundary monument be so big?"

"Could it be a watchtower......

The disciples discussed curiously.

Lu Chaohuan didn't say a word, rode his horse to the stone platform, turned over and dismounted, climbed the stone steps, and bowed three times to the bronze pillar.

Yang Lin and the five elders, and the two elders also looked solemn and stepped forward to pay their respects.

The disciples don't know why, but since the seniors of the sect did this, they all bowed down.

After everyone got up, Lu Chaohuan asked, "Do you know what this bronze pillar is?" ”

"I don't know."

"Surely he has an extraordinary background, right?"

The disciples replied one after another.

"This bronze pillar is indeed of extraordinary origin......

Lu Chaohuan stroked his beard, his expression fell into memory, and he slowly said why.

It turned out that this bronze pillar was erected by Ma Ling, a famous general in Zhennan in the history of the Central Plains.

More than 2,000 years ago, there was turmoil in the Central Plains, and Xiuzhao took the opportunity to launch a rebellion.

The rebels invaded the border, burned and killed all the way, and broke more than 30 cities in a row, and their arrogance was extremely arrogant, claiming that the two provinces of Quang Nam were the land of Xiuzhao.

The emperor ordered Ma Ling to lead the army south to quell the rebellion, so Ma Ling commanded the army to drive more than 1,000 miles, broke the rebels, beheaded more than 10,000 people, and countless beggars.

Ma Ling took advantage of the victory to attack, and has been attacking the court of Xiuzhao, killing the leader of the rebels, passing the head of the Central Plains, and the court named him the Marquis of Pingyuan.

Twenty years later, Xiuzhao rebelled again, and the Marquis of Pingyuan, who was over sixty years old, put on armor to conquer and invaded the royal court again, killing people and bleeding like a river.

When the class teacher returned to the dynasty, Ma Ling erected a copper pillar at the border, and the inscription read: "The copper pillar is broken, and the edict is extinguished." ”

After hearing this, the disciples all stepped forward to watch, and when they saw these six words engraved under the bronze pillar, they couldn't help but be in awe.

"The old general is mighty."

"Awesome, raise the prestige of my Central Plains."

Zhao Lin was silent, whenever he heard about these heroic deeds, he always felt excited and excited.

"Xiuzhao people hate this pillar to death, but no one dares to move it."

Lu Chaohuan said lightly, "The seniors are so heroic, and the juniors can't fall into prestige, right?" ”

"Yes!"

The disciples responded in unison and spontaneously bowed down to the bronze pillar again.

The martial artists of the Yuan Realm crossed the border, and according to the rules, they had to inform the other party in advance, and the officials stationed at the border sent people to pass the book, and in less than half a day, the elders of the Xiuzhao Lotus Sect came to greet them.

"Master Lu, I haven't seen you for a few years, but your demeanor is still the same."

Elder Ruan of the Lotus Sect was an old acquaintance with Lu Chaohuan, Yang Lin and others, and they met and exchanged pleasantries for a while before leading everyone to hurry.

Entering the realm of Xiuzhao, Zhao Lin silently observed and found that the appearance of Xiuzhao people was somewhat similar to that of people in the Central Plains of Dayue.

The difference is that the face is flat, the bridge of the nose is wide, the mouth is large, the face is wide and the cheekbones are protruding, the body is thin and short, and most people have dark skin.

Except for the slight differences mentioned above, the appearance is almost the same.

The language and customs are also basically the same as those of Dayue.

This matter is not unusual, Xiuzhao was originally a subject country of Dayue, and has been under the rule of Dayue for thousands of years, and once regarded itself as a "small Central Plains".

Since the revival of vitality and the great prosperity of martial arts, Xiuzhao finally broke free from the shackles of Dayue and became a country on his own.

But also because of this relationship, compared with Wushu Wuche and other countries, Xiuzhao's hostility towards Dayue is the heaviest.

Within a few days, everyone came to Xiuzhao's capital: Nanluo.

"I have wronged you to stay here for a few days, and when the people from the other two sects of your country have arrived, we will go to Lotus Mountain together."

Elder Ruan led everyone to a mansion in the south of the city and said very politely.

"Thank you, Elder Ruan, for your hospitality."

Lu Chaohuan smiled when he heard this: "I didn't expect that my Xingyun Sect was the farthest away from here, but I was the first to arrive. ”

The mansion is exquisitely furnished and luxurious, with pavilions and pavilions quite the ancient style of the Otsuchi Dynasty, as well as a school field and a practice room for martial artists to practice.

The servants and maids have undergone strict training and serve with all their hearts, and they don't say a word about what they shouldn't say, and the food is also similar to the Dayue cuisine, and the taste is quite delicious.

The disciples came to Xiuzhao for the first time, and they could barely practice with peace of mind during the day, but after all, the young man's temperament couldn't hold back at night.

A few bold people came forward to discuss with Lu Chaohuan and Yang Lin, saying that they wanted to go out for a walk.

Lu Chaohuan was as good as a stream, and agreed to let him go, but just advised: "Don't make trouble when you go out, don't do anything with others, come back early." ”

"Yes!"

"Thank you, boss!"

All the disciples were overjoyed, and rushed out of the mansion in a swarm, in groups of three and five in groups, and wandered around the city in several groups.

Zhao Lin, Xiang Bao, Zhong Yewu, and Li Liang from the outer courtyard entered the inner courtyard in the same year, and they were more familiar with each other, so they got together this time.

Xiang Bao proposed: "I heard that Jianhu Street in Nanluo is the most lively, let's go over there and have a look." ”

The Xiang family is a martial arts family, and the elders in the clan know a lot about places outside the Central Plains, and Xiang Bao has already inquired clearly.

Zhao Lin and the others had no opinions, so they asked someone for the direction and went to Jianhu Street.

Nanluo is a thousand-year-old city, if you talk about the degree of prosperity, it is slightly inferior to Yongning City, but the exotic style has its own differences.

Xiuzhao has a hot climate, March has not yet arrived in the busy season of farming, although the sky will be dark, but the street is full of people, the lights are bright, and it is very lively.

Zhao Lin, Li Liang, Xiang Bao, and Zhong Yewu were all born tall and strong, mighty and strong, walking in the crowd, like standing out from the crowd.

It is rare to see such a heroic man in Nanluo City, and many young women have stopped to watch, and even more boldly throw themselves into the water.

(End of chapter)