Although Le Yiyang was thinking about it, his every word was clear to his ears, he admired Yu Hengzi's foresight, and remembered the story of the Hidden Dragon Inn, Liang Hairong's figure flashed in his mind, and he thought: "I don't know where Liang Gongzi is now?" Thinking of this, he suddenly woke up, Liang Hairong, Cangqiong Villa, Xishu Seven Knives, and even a few people in his own group have a lot to do with Yingzhou, and now Yingzhou is the territory of the Khitan, and the drum is not to remind everyone that they do not forget the enemy of the country. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 But it's much more than that.

At this time, a young man in his twenties stood out in the crowd and said loudly: "Loose real people, dare to guess." The real person looked at it, and the man was more than eight feet tall, dressed in a brown robe, wearing a white silk scarf, black hair and a slight beard, holding a crescent knife in his hand, and bowing down to face the stage.

Xiaosan Zhenren looked at it and recognized him as Fan Shumin, one of the three heroes of Wu Yue, so he said approvingly: "It turned out to be Fan Daxia, but it doesn't hurt for you to say it." ”

Fan Shumin said: "The drum beat eleven times, isn't it to commemorate the eleven predecessors of your faction?"

Xiaosan Zhenren shook his head slightly and said, "Definitely, this has nothing to do with our faction. Fan Shumin was about to answer again, but another person stood up opposite him and shouted, "Let me guess!"

When Fan Shumin saw the man, he saw that he was over half a hundred years old, dressed as a peasant, and the weapon he was wearing was a seven-inch long axe. The tournament had not yet begun, and it was inconvenient for him to argue with others over trivial matters, so he deliberately avoided it, and said, "Please!" and slowly retreated into the crowd.

Wang Chonghan recognized the man, and opened his mouth to greet: "Uncle Yangzhou Tiger, you have also arrived." "That person is Li Yuanyan, the Yangzhou tiger among the five tigers of the Southern Tang Dynasty, who had passed by Yingzhou before, was a guest in Cangqiong Villa, and had several encounters with Wang Chonghan.

Li Yuanyan made a grimace at him and said, "Nephew Wang Xian, your master's trick can be broken by the old man with one word, but I don't know if it is appropriate or not?"

Wang Chonghan didn't know what he meant, so he was dumbfounded and turned back to his master for help. Xiaosan Zhenren was full of calmness, as if he had made up his mind, motioned him to step back, got up in person and said: "Brother Li, I haven't seen you for a few years, I didn't think about him, you are still difficult to change." ”

Li Yuanyan ignored him and said: "Stinky Taoist, you put up such a big scene, let us rush from the south and the north, don't you just want us to witness that you have been the head of the house for eleven years?" As the head of the Five Tigers of the Southern Tang Dynasty, he was in full view of everyone, but his words were provocative, and he naturally did not take the real person in his heart in his eyes.

The atmosphere of the martial arts conference was slightly tense. Wang Chonghan didn't know what he had with his master, and why he met twice in a few years to judge the two of them. Seeing that Xiaosan Zhenren did not answer his words, Li Yuanyan asked again: "You said yes or no?"

Dissipating the real person was still smiling, and arched his hand and said, "Brother Li, I said that this has nothing to do with the Firmament Sect. We've been at the helm of Sky Hill for eleven years, but it's just a coincidence, don't get me wrong. ”

When Li Yuanyan heard him say this, he secretly thought to himself: "The old man embarrassed him like this, he can still be calm, he is really not an ordinary person, it is difficult to deal with!" and suddenly changed his tone, and said kindly: "If it was just because of the affairs of your faction, you would not make such a big move." The old man believes in you. After saying that, he hid in the crowd.

The real person laughed, retreated to the stool and finished it, and then glanced at everyone present, and said: "The knights of Wu Yue and Nantang have appeared just now, and now who else is willing to come out to solve the mystery?"

All the people looked to the side, but no one stepped forward.

Xiaosan Zhenren sighed and said to himself: "It seems that no one understands my mind, and this martial arts conference has reached a stalemate. ”

Le Yiyang couldn't bear it, stood up and said: "Seniors, I have a great honor to be here today. There was a flurry in the crowd. Zhang Yingxian saw that the two in front of him lost, and at this time, he also hoped that Le Yiyang could win.

Le Yiyang paused for a moment, and then said: "Before today's martial arts conference, Xiaosan Zhenren first made people beat the drum eleven times, just to show that he did not forget the sixteen states of Yanyun. ”

Dissipating the real person was at a loss, and when he heard the young man's words, he was immediately relieved and said, "The young man said that my heart is up." As people in the rivers and lakes, we shouldn't have to worry about the temple. But since the Huangchao Rebellion, the Central Plains has sunk, and the people have withered in pain. ”

What the real people say is true. In the past hundred years, the Central Plains has been in turmoil and disputes, and in order to control the occurrence of war from the source, the imperial court has ordered several times to prohibit the people from practicing martial arts. In order to protect themselves, martial arts people often hide in places outside the world, taking the cultivation of peerless martial arts as their business, and no longer care about the suffering of the world.

"There are talents from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years. We don't dare to think about hundreds of years, but being able to do something for the people, even if it's for a year, is enough. Xiaosan Zhenren said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience began to talk. Someone retorted loudly: "Xiaosan Zhenren, we are just illiterate martial artists, practicing boxing and swinging swords is our right way, and the affairs of the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun should be left to the Jin Imperial Court to worry about." Another person said: "I heard that Du Chongwei, the Tai Lieutenant of the Jin State, has personally led a large army into Yingzhou, didn't you do this to let us help the Jin army drive away the Khitans?"

Everyone was talking about it, but the real person who was loose had been listening calmly. Everyone thought it was strange, and the argument gradually subsided.

Le Yiyang thought to himself: "It is rare for masters to gather today, if we can have their help, there will be more hope for the Jin Kingdom to recover the sixteen states of Yanyun." So he said loudly: "Martial arts seniors, please listen to the next word, the sixteen states of Yanyun have been forcibly occupied by the Khitan for eleven years, which is a pain in the heart of every Han child. If the sixteen states of Yanyun are not recovered for one day, the Jin Kingdom will not be peaceful for one day. The Jin Kingdom was destroyed by the Khitan, and the Shu Kingdom, the Southern Tang Dynasty, and Wu Yue were also in danger. Please also think twice. ”

When they heard this, they were silent.

After a while, seeing that everyone was still silent, Xiaosan Zhenren stood up and said, "This matter is all voluntary, and we have no intention of forcing it. However, since I am in Yingzhou, I naturally dare not forget this matter. The main purpose of this martial arts conference is to allow all knights to exchange martial arts. There are thousands of strange martial arts in the world, and everyone can show their abilities happily these days. ”

Only then did everyone in the audience cheer up and said, "It's all up to you." Xiaosan Zhenren stood up and said: "In this case, time cannot wait, the martial arts conference starts now!"