Section 221 Disturbing the Situation (I)

Although Gu Sheng and the others stopped and walked all the way up the mountains and rivers, because they set off early, when they arrived at Yingzhou Mountain, there were still three days before the monk conference began. During the three days, together with the people of the Nangong family, they traveled all over Yingzhou Mountain, which is square in size, and some even proposed to go to the sea to play. After three days of playing, the monks' conference finally began. Although the Yingzhou faction was stingy, they had sent someone to bring them jade the day before, informing them of the location of the monks' assembly. Everyone was a little unhappy in their hearts, and they set off very late.

Entering Yingzhou Mountain, according to the guidance on the jade, looking for the location of the conference, but after walking for a while, Gu Sheng felt that something was wrong, because the surrounding scenery was constantly repeating, Nangong Wanguan obviously also discovered this, and several people laughed: "It's really a little belly chicken intestines, and the carving insect skills also want to stump us?" Gu Sheng shouted: "Little pig, give you a chance to perform." Zhu Wuzhao said dissatisfiedly: "Such a simple formation, it's not a big deal if it is broken, what opportunity to perform, it is obvious that you don't care to make a move, and you want to work on me." "They are very familiar with each other, and Zhu Wuzhao knows very well what Gu Sheng wants to do every step of the way. Gu Sheng scolded with a smile: "You still don't do it, so much nonsense." Zhu Wuzhao said angrily: "Anyway, I am also your uncle, can you give me some face." "It's okay if you don't mention Uncle Shi, you also mention that you are a generation higher than me, I'm annoyed about this matter......" Zhu Wuzhao hurriedly ran away: "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, okay, you don't want to do it, I'll come!" He glanced around a few times and shook his head: "This Yingzhou faction is really a group of frogs at the bottom of the well, this kind of formation has always been difficult for us, it is really a class to get an axe, and it is smiling and generous." He casually brushed aside a piece of grass, kicked away a stone behind the grass, and then changed direction, and walked fifteen steps towards the right rear of the grass, where there was a protruding rock, Zhu Wuzhao smashed the stone with one palm, and suddenly the surrounding scenery changed, and a narrow passage appeared in the original position of a mountain peak. Wei Fang shook his head: "The Yingzhou faction is so stingy, and there is no measurement of the main sect, how can it be included in the twelve major sects?"

Everyone walked along the passage for half an hour, and smoothly came to a spacious valley, in the valley, a large number of monks have gathered, as far as the eye can see, there are not many people who have cultivated into the Yuan Infant, and it really makes Gu Sheng right, but it is just some unpopular horns, wanting to take advantage of the disaster of the falling mountain world to improve their status. Zhu Wuzhao saw the old man in Yingtan from afar, and let out a long laugh: "Hahaha...... Brother Dao, it's really unprecedented!" The old man Yingtan knew that he was secretly satirizing that the cultivation of the people who came to the meeting was not high, and he was annoyed in his heart, so he turned his head away, and he didn't hear it. Zhu Wuzhao was not "interested", and continued to praise: "The formation of the Yingzhou faction is unpredictable, and two stones can arrange a complex formation, which is so powerful, if the ordinary village fool accidentally breaks in, it is really impossible to get out." The meaning of his words could not be more obvious, it was very effective against ordinary villagers, but it was vulnerable to monks. The old man of Yingtan was furious, and he turned around and was about to have a seizure, at this time, the people of other sects in the valley also saw the people of the Wuwei Sword Sect, the Cangxu Sect, the Tongdao Temple, the Hidden Pavilion, and the Youyunnan Family, many disciples came to see each other, and they did not send their elders to attend, they were all some disciples who did it for them. With so many people gathered together, the old man of Yingtan was also quite scruples in his heart, and he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he let Zhu Wuzhao make a lot of nonsense, and made the Yingzhou faction ridiculed so much.

Zhu Wuzhao was too addicted, and happily looked for a place to sit down, and a disciple from the Yingzhou Sect came over and pointed to a wasteland far away: "Where is your location." Zhu Wuzhao looked at it, and he didn't like it in his heart, the place was far away from the venue, not only was it overgrown with weeds and not cleaned up, but it was also uneven. He sneered: "Your Grandpa Zhu thinks it's good here." With one gesture with his hand, in the center of the venue not far ahead, there were eight fields, which were not only flat and clean, but also had thick cloth felt on the ground and placed futons. There are a total of eight locations in this field, which are intended to be given to the eight sects that convene the conference this time, and naturally there is the position of their Yingzhou faction. In order to show that their identities were unusual, these eight sects decided to be the last to enter, so the venue was still empty. The Yingzhou Sect disciple hurriedly shook his head and waved his hand, and said very impatiently: "Your position is over there, you are not allowed to sit here!" Zhu Wuzhao didn't care so much, he smiled: "You said you are not allowed to sit, I will not sit?" His figure flashed, and the people of the Yingzhou Sect had not yet reacted, and Zhu Wuzhao was already sitting on one of the futons. "You, you!" The disciples of the Yingzhou faction were in a hurry: "Come down!" Zhu Wuzhao didn't seem to hear it, the disciples of the Wuwei Sword Sect suddenly coaxed together, and all of them sat up at once, even Jiaotian was unceremonious, everyone occupied the position, talking and laughing, and let the disciples of the Yingzhou faction shout on the side, as if they didn't hear it. Gu Sheng and Wei Fang smiled bitterly, and Wei Fang said: "That's it, the general will not be subject to the orders of the foreign monarch, and in order to protect my Wuwei Sword Sect's respected sheep, I can only act cheaply." Gu Sheng said unexpectedly: "If Senior Brother can figure this out, he will already be able to provoke the great responsibility of this leader." When Wei Fang heard his praise, he didn't have any joy, but said with a wry smile: "Even if I can't figure it out, what can I do?"

The disciples of the Wuwei Sword Sect rushed forward and seized a good position, Nangong Wanguan did not show weakness, and waved his hand and said to the disciples behind him: "'Milk' and 'milk' are a loss-making business, give them to me, and I can earn them back a little bit." The disciples of the Nangong family were overjoyed, and they used it to seize another piece of land, and there were also disciples who were good at currying favor, and they gave Nangong Wanguanliu a place and put two futons on it: "Third uncle, you can also sit." Nangong Wanguan straightened his belly and sat up unceremoniously. At this moment, the disciples of the Cangxu Sect, the Tongdao Temple, the Hidden Pavilion, and the Yunnan Family looked at each other, so what else was polite, and they rushed up together to seize a piece of territory. The number of disciples of these sects was not large, and the huge area in the center was also not satisfied, so the disciples of other sects rushed up one after another, and the remaining positions were divided up in an instant. Those who grabbed the position were happy, but those who did not get the benefits were depressed. The whole venue was in chaos all at once.

The old man of Yingtan trembled angrily: "You, you are here to make trouble!" Wei Fang stood up: "If the seniors can treat everyone equally and not exalt themselves too much, the Wuwei Sword Sect will naturally not be like this." He pointed to the piece of space that had just been allocated to them: "Seniors, look at that place, how can people sit down? The Yingzhou faction is such a small belly, where is there any style of a famous faction? If you want to be among the twelve major sects, I think the Yingzhou faction still needs to strengthen its own cultivation." He was so annoyed and angry that the old man of Yingtan could not refute it, he was annoyed and angry, and shouted loudly: "This head of the sect doesn't need a junior like you to teach a lesson!" Nangong Wanguan stood up: "Old man Yingtan, you are so annoyed and angry, it really doesn't look like the cultivation of an elder, if you are not even as good as a junior, how can you lead the Yingzhou faction to glory? It's just that your practice of deliberately belittling others to raise your own value is really a bit naïve. "Nangong Wanguan!" The old man of Yingtan was furious: "Don't think that you are a member of the Nangong family, the head of this family has tolerated you in every way, but he is afraid of your Nangong family!" Nangong Wanguan-for-tat: "If you are not afraid of our Nangong family, you can come down and try a few tricks with me!" Nangong Wanguan, a businessman with "sex", has always felt that this business is a bad deal, and he has to find something to dissipate his anger, not to mention that there are still people who provoke him? The old man of Yingtan was furious, pointed at Nangong Wanguan and shouted: " There is a kind of you come up, we cultivators, what kind of strength do you have on the ground!" Nangong Wanguan smiled: "It's been a long time, you only have this sentence and it's like a human saying-your grandfather Nangong is here." Nangong Wanguan rushed up unceremoniously, and a little light in the hand of the old man of Yingtan 'shot' out, and threw it directly at the mountain gate of the Yingzhou faction, a light lit up in the mountain gate, and the disciples of the Yingzhou faction exclaimed in unison: "Fangshan sword!" Fangshan sword is the treasure of the Yingzhou faction Zhenshan, even the head of the old man Yingtan can't carry it with him, and when he needs to use it, he must personally invite it out. Nangong Wanguan saw that above the light flying from the mountain gate, there was a faint flash of divine light, knowing that this flying sword was also a treasure, he didn't dare to be careless, he reached out and took out his golden abacus, stretched out his hand and crackled on it, but his eyes were fixed on the sword light in the sky. Zhu Wuzhao snorted coldly: "No wonder you are so arrogant, you have such a flying sword." Zhu Wuzhao said to Gu Sheng: "Gu Cripple, release your fairy sword for them to see." The disciple on the side said excitedly: "That's it, Senior Brother Gu, scare and scare them!" Gu Sheng smiled bitterly: "Anyway, the third uncle of Nangong is also our senior, he fights with others, and I rashly 'interfere', how can it be disrespectful to my seniors." Zhu Wuzhao shook his head: "Then we just look at it like this?" Gu Sheng smiled and said nothing, Zhu Wuzhao asked, "What are you laughing at?" Gu Sheng shook his head or didn't speak, Zhu Wuzhao suddenly realized: "Oh...... Oh, I understand, what do you want to ......" Gu Sheng hurriedly stopped him: "Don't say, don't say!"

Nangong Wanguan abacus beads flicked, the golden abacus flew into the sky, a golden light spread, the golden abacus beads all over the sky, like a rainstorm hit the old man of Yingtan, Nangong Wanguan shouted: "Rainstorm pear blossom!" The old man of Yingtan sneered, his hands danced, the light of Fang Shan's sword flashed, and suddenly became huge, the cyan sword light instantly enveloped his body, and the golden raindrops crackled on the sword light, and there was a burst of "Zheng Zheng" sound, as if metal impacted. Nangong Wanguan's first move didn't work, he put his hands together, and the abacus beads gathered together again, and when he wore it on the abacus, it became a complete abacus, and when he arrived, the golden light "shot" at the old man of Yingtan. The old man of Yingtan quickly pierced in front of him for a while, his fingers kept stabbing out, Fang Shan Jian did not fall a sword formation behind him, neatly arranged in the shape of a round of sun, with the old man of Yingtan shouting, the light on the "sun" was "shot" four times, and the sword light "shot" out, which was somewhat similar to Nangong Wanguan's technique just now. Nangong Wanguan smiled disdainfully: "Pick up people's teeth and wisdom!" His golden abacus suddenly "shot" more than a dozen golden lights, it turned out to be the number axis of the abacus beads on the golden abacus, the actual golden light pierced through the heavy sword shadow, and directly "shot" the old man of Yingtan, the sun behind the old man of Yingtan was long, like a feather "feather" covered down, forming a round ball, wrapping the old man of Yingtan. The dozen or so golden rays of light and the "shot" of the ping-pong pong on the ball, the ball trembled for a while, but it still survived. And under the attack of those sword lights, Nangong Wanguan was very embarrassed, his merchant clothes seemed to be inflated and bulged, and the copper coins embroidered with gold "colored" silk threads flew out one by one, forming a wall made of money in front of Nangong Wanguan, the sword light "shot", and the money fell with a bang, every time he blocked a sword light, hundreds of coins would fall! The old man of Yingtan opened the ball and laughed: "Sure enough, he is a businessman, and he depends on money to save his life!" Nangong Wanguan was furious, and the money around him suddenly "shot" Out, countless pieces of money were in mid-air, and they paid a great price to stop all those sword lights, and the rest of the money Nangong Wanguan spewed out a breath violently, and all of them flew towards the old man of Yingtan.

The sword light flashed in front of the old man in Yingtan, and a Fangshan sword flashed up and down, easily blocking the money. The disciples of the Yingzhou faction thundered with joy and cheered for the head of the sect in unison, but unexpectedly, the old man Yingzhou's body suddenly trembled, swayed, and almost fell down! The disciples of the Yingzhou faction were suddenly dumbfounded, and they didn't understand how this could happen. Nangong Wanguan laughed, stretched out his hand, and more than a dozen golden lights flew out of the old man of Yingtan, penetrating into Nangong Wanguan's golden abacus, and the golden abacus turned into a golden light and fell into Nangong Wanguan's hands. Zhu Wuzhao had already seen what was going on, and said with a laugh: "There are gold abacus beads hidden in money, and the third uncle of Nangong is a good method!" Nangong Wanguan was also very proud of this trick, and laughed: "Not bad, you can see it, it seems that this trick is still imperfect." Zhu Wuzhao immediately began to tout: "No matter whether it is perfect or imperfect, as long as you can defeat those arrogant frogs at the bottom of the well, it is a good trick." The two sang and harmonized, engulfing Yingtan's old man's eyes with blood, plus he was already injured, and he was so angry that he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.