Everyone returned the salute in turn, entered the temple gate, and their own guest monks guided the gangs to stay in the meditation room. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info because of the lack of guest rooms, thousands of wooden houses were temporarily built in the back mountain, and the small sects watching the battle were arranged to live in the back mountain.

Xiao Han saw that this time was very different from the last time, starting from the mountain gate, Shaolin Temple had five steps and one post, ten steps and one sentry, and was heavily guarded. Monks in yellow and gray shirts were everywhere, and in some places there were old monks in golden robes. It is rumored that there are 800 warrior monks in Shaolin Temple, and even if this frame is not true, it is almost the same.

The various sects entered the Shaolin Temple, most of them no longer made loud noises, but spoke quietly, Rao is so, it is still a mess, fortunately, the Shaolin Temple is fully prepared, and one by one to guide the various factions into the place where they live, it seems busy but not chaotic.

At noon, it was a sumptuous vegetarian meal, and after the meal, each faction received a plain flower paper post printed by the Shaolin Temple, which printed the process of this martial arts competition. Because Duan Xiliu was from the Tianshan faction, some of the warrior monks in the temple recognized him, so they guided him to the abbot's room in front of the Shaolin Temple to meet the abbot and the predecessors of the three sects, and naturally stayed in the Tianshan faction after the meeting. Zhao Chengzong and Zhao Guangyi were not from the martial arts, so they had to continue to pretend to be Xiao Han's subordinates, but fortunately, his faction was established the day after tomorrow, and no one paid attention to it, and no one came to check the identities of the three people. From this point of view, Shaolin Temple did not take Xiao Han's Wudang faction in his eyes at all.

Because they were the heads of a faction, Xiao Han was given a small room, and Zhao Guangyi and Zhao Chengzong had to live in a room with the members of the Chiyang Hall of the Great Song Dynasty. Xiao Han thought that they were not used to it, but they didn't say a word, but even if they agreed, Xiao Han admired their ability to stretch and bend their minds.

Their Zen monastery is very small, only 20 people live, and the heads of each faction have a small meditation hall, and the door is guarded by Shaolin monks. The gang naturally lived in other Zen monasteries, which were also supported by Shaolin monks.

Xiao Han opened the flow chart and saw that there were dense small characters written on it, indicating that the third martial arts conference was held on the second day of the first month of February, and the morning was divided into three speeches, Shaolin sayings, warrior monks performing martial arts, and new sects entering the name and other activities. In the afternoon, the 36 factions visited the three sects and participated in the draw of lots to arrange the order of participating in the battle.

In early February, the third contest officially began, and the wheel warfare method commonly used in later generations was implemented, and the 36 factions were divided into six groups to fight a decisive battle, each group decided the top two to enter the semi-finals, and the remaining four groups decided two groups to enter the second-class echelon, and the remaining two groups could only enter the third echelon. To put it simply, each group of six teams, the top two will enter the top 12 and compete for the top 12, and the last two can only play with other teams to compete for the 13th to 24th place. The last two teams compete with other teams for 25 to 36 places.

Xiao Han is not good at mathematics, I don't know how many games will be won in this way, roughly calculated, there are at least hundreds of games. Looking at the schedule again, the group stage was held at the same time in various Zen monasteries in Shaolin, four games a day, and the whole process was supervised by the three sects. After the top 12 are decided, they will move to the hall of the martial arts of the Lin Temple, the last time Xiao Han went to that place, he felt that it was half a football field in the future, and thousands of people could stand on all sides to watch the game. The top 12 decided the top six, and the top six entered the top three, and the top three names were the top three in the Jianghu list, using the Tang Dynasty Kejia system, which were called the champion gang, the Bangyan gang and the Tanhua gang.

Not only that, but there are also generous bonuses for each sect competition, with the first prize being 5,000 taels, the second prize being 3,000 taels, the third prize being 1,000 taels, and the fourth to 10th place each being 500 taels. Most of the Jianghu sects have sufficient funds, and they don't care about this bonus, but the ranking is very important.

The rivers and lakes are also vying for fame and fortune, and people are inseparable from the word fame and fortune in their lives, even if they are outsiders, they are not exempt from vulgarity. Shaolin Temple hosts the competition, it cannot be said that they are selfless, if there is no strong strength and funds, even monks can't afford to raise it, let alone run the competition. Roughly calculated, just half a month's worth of food and drink will cost a lot of money.

The shopkeeper bullied customers, Xiao Han looked at his small house of less than ten square meters and was also drunk, except for a bed, there was only a small square table with an oil lamp on it, and nothing else. In the afternoon, when there was nothing to do, the leaders of the gangs summoned their own gangs to teach them the opportunity, but Xiao Han did not help the people, so he had to find Zhao Guangyi and Zhao Chengzong to chat. The duo had too high expectations for the day after tomorrow and agreed that it would be absolutely exciting. Then they talked about the costumes and weapons of the various factions they had just seen.

The three of them chatted for a long time, and they wanted to go out to play together, but when they saw that there were heavily guarded warrior monks outside, they extinguished this idea and came back obediently. Xiao Han had nothing to do, so he had to take out the cheats to study, until the bell rang in the temple, then put the cheats and walked out to eat.

But I saw more than 20 rooms open together, and more than 20 men walked out, although they were dressed and aged, they all had a confident bearing in it. These people were naturally the heads of the thirty-six factions, and Xiao Han didn't know any of them, but followed them to a huge meditation hall. There are dozens of square tables inside, each with four stools in front of it. Looking ahead, there are dozens of dustpans on the huge stove, each containing hundreds of steamed buns, dozens of steaming pots of rice, and a dozen pots of various vegetarian dishes next to it.

Everyone was polite at first, and the elder brother gave in for a short time before they sat down. Xiao Han counted carefully, and there were eighteen tables, which meant that there were at least seventy-two faction leaders here, and in addition to the thirty-six factions, there were thirty-six factions who came to watch the battle.

When everyone sat down, a small novice brought a meal, each of whom had a steamed bun, a bowl of rice, and two vegetarian dishes. If you finish eating, you will have your own small novice. Xiao Han looked at the atmosphere in this room, but it was a harmonious atmosphere, without the kind of saber-rattling that is common in TV dramas. However, because it was eating, no one brought weapons to the canteen.

Because Xiao Han didn't know anyone else, and no one knew him, he had to pick a table where no one sat and sat alone. Xiao Shami served the meal, Xiao Han thanked him, picked up the steamed bun and nibbled on it. This feeling of eating a big cafeteria is very refreshing, which reminds Xiao Han of his college days.

As soon as I took two bites, I heard a coquettish laughter, followed by a gust of fragrant wind, and a soft voice whispered: "Little brother, why do you sit here alone, no one accompanies you?" As soon as the lobby opened to eat, it became lively, and the men in the rivers and lakes were very rude, talking and laughing, unscrupulous, and even more, loudly commenting on the monarchs of various countries today, everyone not only had no one to stop them, but also applauded loudly.

The Shaolin monk not only had no one to stop him, but he was smiling and looking commonplace. Xiao Han stuffed steamed buns in his mouth, and saw a charming and moving beauty walking towards him, holding a small bowl of rice and a plate of tofu in his hand.

The person who came was naturally Qi Xinyi, the leader of the Peach Blossom Sect who met on the mountain road today. Xiao Han looked around carefully, convinced that no one else knew him, his heart was relieved, and he smiled: "It turned out that my sister arrived, welcome." Qi Xinyi smiled and said: "My brother has such a sweet mouth, this sister screamed that people's legs were weak." ”

Xiao Han stood up, took the food in her hand and put it on the table, and said, "That's not good, the food will be unhappy if the master of Xingkong hits." He pointed to the stool opposite and said, "Sister, please take a seat." ”

Qi Xinyi narrowed Danfeng's eyes and looked at him for a few seconds, then sat down and said, "Little brother is so caring, but it's the first time my sister has met him." Xiao Han smiled and said: "If my sister doesn't give up, my younger brother will stay with my sister in the future, and say sweet words every day to make my sister happy." ”

Qi Xinyi giggled, stretched out her jade finger and pointed at him while laughing: "A word is a certainty, you are not allowed to regret it." Xiao Han looked at her slender jade fingers, and had an urge to touch them. It's just that because there are many people here, it is inconvenient to play hooligans, so I had to swallow my saliva and say: "It's a pity that the younger brother is also the head of the faction, and the help is the most important. ”

Qi Xinyi sneered, retracted her finger and said, "I know that you men are all the same, you have a thief's heart but not a thief's guts." Xiao Han's old face turned red, and just about to refute, Qi Xinyi turned around and asked: "My brother must have a sweetheart, I don't know which sect it is, can you tell my sister, and my sister will help you say kiss." ”

Xiao Han looked around, everyone was talking, although a few people looked at the two of them from time to time, but no one paid attention to them. Xiao Han said with a smile: "The younger brother's gang is newly established, and he has just come out of the rivers and lakes, how can he have time to find his sweetheart, and besides, with a prodigal son like me, how can anyone like it?"

Qi Xinyi nodded her head and said with a smile: "Sharp teeth, my sister likes it." He smiled and pointed to himself, "What do you think of my sister?" Xiao Han swallowed his saliva and said with a smile: "Sister said that she was laughing, my sister is as beautiful as a flower, a fairy-like figure in the moon, how can she look at an unknown person like me?"

A gleam flashed in Qi Xinyi's eyes, and then said with a smile: "Brother doesn't look down on my sister?" Xiao Han was about to deny it, when he saw another person walking towards the two of them with a meal.

Seeing the visitor, Qi Xinyi's face turned pale, her eyes flashed cold, she no longer spoke, but looked at Xiao Han fixedly.