Chapter 3 Martial Arts Conference
The scorching horses are like the wind, the dust and smoke are flying, and there are more than a dozen people in a line, all of whom are heroes who are dressed up in strong clothes, carrying swords and carrying swords, and their eyes are full of light, all of whom are not idle people.
On both sides of the avenue, there are monks walking barefoot, carrying wine gourds, and having a heroic style.
There is a female crown in a plain white robe.
There are also energetic old beggars, big-headed children dressed strangely...
Obviously, they are all people from the rivers and lakes, and if there are discerning people here, they will definitely be able to call out the names of most of them.
They are all characters on the Megatron side.
In the past, it was rare to see one or two. Now they are all piled up, and it is obvious that something big has happened on the rivers and lakes.
Yes, today is the day of the martial arts conference.
The Tatars plundered southward, broke into the Central Plains, burned, killed and plundered, and did all kinds of evil.
Instead of Yang Xiaoyun, the hero of Yongguan Town Shouyang City, he posted heroic posts, summoned the world's heroes, and held a martial arts conference in Hero Village.
One of them is to inspire people in the rivers and lakes to join the army and protect their country together.
The second is also to take this opportunity to elect a martial arts alliance leader.
After all, if the name is not right, it is not good, the leader of the people in the world is the emperor, and the leader of the people in the rivers and lakes is the leader of the martial arts alliance. Even if Yang Daxia is famous all over the world, everyone knows the chivalrous name, and no one knows it. But if you don't have the title of the leader of the martial arts alliance, you can't call the heroes of the world.
Having said that, the martial arts alliance leader didn't really give him Yang Xiaoyun ironclad.
Jianghu people, licking blood from the knife, one is famous, the other is profitable, and if you are famous, you will be advantageous. In addition, he thinks that there are not a few people in the rivers and lakes who want to take advantage of the stage set up by others to step on Yang Xiaoyun's ascendancy.
Before noon, the hero's village was already full of heroes from all walks of life.
The noise and conversations are all mixed together, and the buzzing is a large area, but it is difficult to hear what is being said.
Suddenly, I saw an old Taoist jumping onto the rockery in the courtyard and said loudly: "The Taoist Heavenly Master has an order and orders me to convey it." ”
When Taoists, monks, and laymen heard this, they cheered in unison.
The Taoist Heavenly Master, named the Demon Master above the court, is despised by the literati and hated by the martial artists. However, fifteen years ago, it was this demon master who broke into the camp of the three armies alone and broke the neck of the Tatar leader with a sword. Only then did a war stop, and the war of annihilation was forcibly pushed back for more than ten years. Daqingguo, which was originally empty of national fortunes, can barely survive now.
At the same time, the Taoist Heavenly Master is also the master of the hero Yang Xiaoyun.
More than ten years ago, in a ruined temple, the Taoist Heavenly Master met Yang Xiaoyun, who was slaughtered all over the house, but still did not change his pure heart, so he passed on his sword and palm. This is why there is now, the famous hero Yang Xiaoyun.
The people in the rivers and lakes don't care about the opinions of the court, they think they are the masters of the Tao, who saved the mountains and rivers of Daqing and saved the lives of the people, so they all worship them as sacred and worship them separately.
Dao Chuan Heavenly Master, although he does not have the name of the leader of the martial arts alliance, he almost has the status equivalent to the leader of the martial arts alliance.
In addition, his whereabouts have been a mystery for more than ten years, and it is already like a legend in the rivers and lakes, and they are all ecstatic when they suddenly hear that he has an order.
A beggar in the crowd shouted, "I wish the Heavenly Master good health!" ”
Jianghu people, regardless of faction and gender, shouted together, which really shook the world. The cries came and went, and they stopped for a long time.
Feng Linwan sat on the roof of the main courtyard of the Hero Village, listening to the cheers below, envy (jidu) and regret.
If these are the people, they will believe in him, and they will shout by his name.
That can't be said, the sword immortal character, he can make one real.
I only heard the old Taoist priest continue: "Three months ago, Poor Dao met the Heavenly Master in the bitter cold land outside the Saiwai, and accompanied him to drink a meal of wine. In that meal, he ate fifty taels of silver from the poor road, and the wine jars were all over the place, and he also ate six sheep. It really makes Poor Dao feel distressed!"
In the crowd, there were loud shouts again, mixed with a lot of laughter.
All kinds of ridicule are endless.
The old man continued: "Over the years, the Heavenly Master has killed a lot of dog officials and bullies who have brought disaster to the country and the people, and now that he hears that the Tatars are going south again, he also wants to follow the example of fifteen years ago and assassinate the leader of the Tatars. But the Tatar barbarians, all of whom were gutless bandits, had a thousand eight hundred tents, and they slept in one of them every night. It doesn't matter if it's a vassal's wife or a general's daughter, she goes to bed with her arms in her arms. Although the Heavenly Master had martial arts and martial arts, he could not kill the 100,000 army of the Tatars on his own. ”
Therefore, the old master said: Fang is in chaos today, and the Tatar barbarians are gradually invading the south, encroaching on my Daqing world, and all my heroes in the Central Plains must be loyal, swear to kill the enemy, and resist foreign insults. ”
Hearing this, many people in the rivers and lakes surged up, and they all agreed in unison, and their expressions were extremely excited.
Seeing this, Lao Dao showed a look of satisfaction, and quietly glanced at the beautiful figure sitting next to Yang Xiaoyun, his heart was slightly upset, but he was quickly convinced, and continued: "The court is in disorder, the traitorous ministers are in charge, and it is impossible to ask those mediocre and corrupt officials to protect the country and the people. Fifteen years ago, there was an example for us, and we must not disappoint our predecessors fifteen years later. ”
The crowd below was surging with emotion, like a powder keg stained with sparks, and it was about to explode.
Feng Lin on the roof yawned.
This kind of method of setting an example, and then making up stories to inspire people, in reality, cannot even deceive a three-month embryo that is still in prenatal education.
With all kinds of scientific and educational means in reality, not to mention that everyone is a genius and a smart person, but in terms of 'knowledge', basically they are all qualified and qualified.
"It's been five minutes, and in another twenty-five minutes, the black coffin will be directly on me and take me away. Finally, I met so many foolish guys. Am I looking for a chance to come out and pretend to be a wave?" Feng Lin sat up and let go of his fingers.
Bang Dang Dang··· !
A crisp sound sounded one after another.
Finally, I heard a 'pop', and a delicate flask shattered in front of the steps.
Everyone's eyes were locked on the roof for a moment.
On the roof, the man in white sat on the eaves, crossed Erlang's legs, his expression was mocking, his eyes were misty, as if he was very disdainful of the situation at the moment.
"Who are you, and how dare you be presumptuous here?" the Taoist standing on the rockery pointed at Feng Lin and scolded.
When he was in the limelight, he was interrupted by others, and he didn't feel good about anyone.
Feng Lin waved the corner of his clothes, sat up a little straight, but still had a lazy posture, using the knuckles of his index finger, gently tapping the scabbard, the sword eyebrows raised slightly, stretched his waist, and then said: "I? I am Gu Shaoshang, white-clothed Xuanjian Gu Shaoshang... The old heavenly master in your mouth, count... It's my brother!"
"I'm sorry, but my brother died three years ago. When he died, he was accompanied only by plum and wine. Although he is a hero, he has been lonely all his life... Pathetic!
As soon as the words fell, he immediately reprimanded.
There were already seven or eight figures, rushing to fly up to the eaves and grab towards Feng Linwan.