On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, the martial arts competition started on time, and the elites of the five major factions were still standing tall, looking down at the heroes on the stage. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The difference today is that the Chi family brothers and sisters of Xiaoyao Sword Village are absent, and the Beichan Temple is at its peak, in addition to the abbot Luo Cheng is missing, the first Huilun master of Baohua Hall can completely suppress the scene, and more than 20 monks such as Zhiguang and Zhixin attended the meeting, and they can almost fight against the Yueyue Mansion.

Hui Lun's arrival was warmly welcomed by Yang Xiaotian, and even asked him to sit on the main do, Hui Lun is old and refined, of course, he will not become the target of public criticism because of these false names, and he cleverly shirked on the grounds that he could not dominate the guests, and happened to sit in Luo Cheng's seat yesterday, and went to the left followed by Zhiguang, Zhixin and others.

Yan Feixue was slightly stunned when she didn't see Luo Cheng today, and crossed Yang Xiaotian and asked: "Master Huilun, it's better to be famous than to meet, the master's demeanor is very accessible, which makes Feixue admire, why have you never heard of the master's prestige before?

Hui Lun said without hurry: "The poor monk meditates on the Buddha, and has never gone down the mountain for more than 30 years, so his reputation is not obvious, and now his heart is moved, and he wants to go down the mountain to walk around, and he may have to disturb the head of Yan in the future." This temple holds important things in the body, let the poor monks do it for you, please give me more advice. ”

Everyone returned the salute together, giving the upstart of Beichan Temple enough face, Yan Feixue smiled slightly and sat back, continuing to appreciate the competition.

Among them, one of the Gu masters in the group is more outstanding, his surname is Luo Jianfeng, about twenty or so, from the junction of Cangzhou and Manghuang, and he is superb. The opponent was almost powerless to fight back, either fainting or jumping around on the stage and was mentally disturbed, and after three wins, Luo Jianfeng had already qualified for the rankings. He has no intention of stepping down, and he wants to meet heroes from all walks of life.

Yang Xiaotian on the viewing platform also noticed this figure, so he turned his head to Yan Feixue and asked, who knew that Yan Feixue was also the first time to hear about it, although the old fox was suspicious in his heart, but he still listed this Luo Jianfeng as the target of recruitment.

He stood up and hugged his fists and said: "Luo Shaoxia has won three games in a row, everyone can see it, and Yang deeply admires it." However, the conference has its own rules, and I hope that the young man will sell the old man a thin face, and it will not be too late to show his skills on the day of winning the list!"

Luo Jianfeng was not so arrogant. He originally wanted to attract the attention of these predators in the martial arts to raise his worth, and with Yang Xiaotian coming out, he took advantage of the slope to get off the donkey and said: "The Lord of the Yang Mansion is famous. Everyone admires in the martial arts. How dare the kid make a mistake, and please don't blame the boy for being unreasonable!"

Yang Xiaotian stroked his beautiful beard and said with a smile: "It's not a big mistake for young people to be arrogant, Luo Shaoxia can get closer to the Moon Mansion in the future!"

"The kid dares to disobey his fate, thank you to the mansion master!"

Luo Jianfeng hugged his fists slightly, jumped off the competition platform, and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

And the Tian Group is purely a competition of martial arts, which looks boring, and the so-called layman looks lively. Insiders look at the doorway, and people with inferior martial arts prefer to look at the strange and obscene skills of the ground group. However, these are not authentic martial arts after all, and most of the time they are looked down upon by the major factions. The disciples of the major factions who hold their own identities are always paying attention to the competition on the high platform of the heavenly group, because everyone may be a future opponent, and they can be targeted by figuring out the opponent's routine first, which is greatly beneficial to the battle for the leader.

Fellow martial artists who have not reached the realm of supernatural martial arts in general martial arts easily dare not move their positions in front of their opponents, and they are high and low, otherwise there is no difference from death. It is very difficult to borrow power in the air, as long as the opponent adjusts his position and is ready to attack, then he will become a live target.

Therefore, both sides of the contest relied on pace as much as possible, clinging to the ground, even if they wanted to avoid each other's moves, they also moved a very small distance, and in the blink of an eye, they fought together again.

Although the brothers and sisters of the Chi family did not attend, among the three generations of disciples of Xiaoyao Sword Village, there was a girl with good swordsmanship, and after winning three games in a row, she was qualified to win the list. Yang Xiaotian was about to get up and applaud and congratulate, and say some platitudes of encouragement, when suddenly a butler trotted over from the sidelines and whispered a few words in his ear.

Yang Xiaotian's face changed again and again when he heard this, and he was almost about to leave, but after calming down, he knew the consequences of leaving, so he waved away the housekeeper and sat down again.

Compared with Yang Xiaotian's embarrassment, his potential enemy Chen Zhiyuan was complacent, and happily greeted Luo Cheng and Xiaoyu, who came to visit again. News came early in the morning from the palace that the holy decree had been issued, and Diao Piqing was promoted to the commander of the Praetorian Guard, and soon after, Luo Cheng came unexpectedly, hinting at the intention of cooperation.

Since the abbot of Beichan Temple is willing to bow his head, the two sides are convenient and the basis of cooperation, you respect me a foot, I will respect you a zhang, everything is so simple.

Chen Zhiyuan ordered someone to bring the map of Yanzhou, and unfolded it horizontally in front of the two, he came to the map that was half a zhang square, pointed to the red dot on the map and said: "The red dot on this map is the distribution of Yang's garrison, and now Huizhou has returned to the Yang family, so the 40,000 troops originally stationed on the border of the two states were turned into Luojing's garrison, of which 30,000 elites were transferred by Yang Zhe, and the rest is not a topic." Outside Xiao Pass, which is close to your Beichan Temple, seems to be an enclave, and the Yang clan has only stationed 8,000 strong soldiers in the pass, but it has enjoyed peace for more than 100 years, and the combat power of this border army is unknown. And the heavy troops of the Yang clan are all deployed in the border cities of Yancang and Cangzhou, with hundreds of thousands of people, I don't know why Yang Lian, a general, should be allowed to go to the border army in chief, can Brother Luo solve the old man's doubts?"

Luo Cheng avoided answering for the time being, and asked: "What about the western coastal garrison closest to Luojing, and why is there no garrison in the north?"

Looking at his confident appearance, Chen Zhiyuan could only explain patiently: "The naval armies of various states do not pay much attention, Yanzhou has done a good job in this regard, there is a naval army camp in Haiyan City, a hundred miles northwest of Luojing, there are more than 100 large and small warships, more than 6,000 sailors, these are mainly to defend against the coastal pirate nuisance, and the combat power on land is very limited. And the bitter cold land in the north, covered with ice and snow all year round, has a small population, and does not produce any resources, which is almost free control!"

Luo Cheng nodded after hearing this, and suddenly asked, "What kind of Yanzhou does the mansion master want to get?"

Chen Zhiyuan wised his beautiful beard and muttered: "If you can keep Yanzhou intact and not suffer from war, it will be the best, but where will gold fall from the sky, the necessary sacrifice of the old man still understands!"

Luo Cheng said with a smile: "According to Luo's plan, maybe it can reduce the damage to human lives and save the people of Yanzhou, I don't know if the mansion master is interested!" )