As soon as these words came out, people in the world started whispering and discussing.
Gui Toudao frowned because he still remembered that Gu Shaotang once said that in her eyes, none of them were worthy of staying at Longmen Inn.
"What test?" Guitou Dao asked in a deep voice.
Gu Shaotang chuckled, raised his hand, pointed to the attic room behind him, and explained: "Longmen Inn has existed since ancient times. It can be said that this inn records the history of Mobei and the rivers and lakes of Mobei.
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"Most of the land in Mobei is a desert land. It is extremely hot in summer and freezing cold in winter. It is short of water and food. As a transit place for caravans, Longmen Inn has countless traffic, but there are only few rooms.
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"There are seven or forty-nine rooms in the Longmen Inn. I will use this as a limit to set the first test."
"Before the black sandstorm, there could only be forty-nine people staying overnight. Anyone who exceeds the number and does not have a room will not be entertained."
Gu Shaotang's voice was calm, and he looked at everyone with extreme indifference.
"Only forty-nine people are left?" Guitou Dao looked at the people around him and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. There were at least hundreds of people in this hall. In just one word, half of them would be reduced?
This Gu Shaotang is so courageous!
"What about the second test?" Guitou Dao raised his head and asked.
"Haha, the second test will be in three days. Only those who stay will be qualified to know." Gu Shaotang gave a pass, waved his hand and said: "Now, those who want to leave can leave.
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"I will treat those who remain behind as participating in the test. If the number exceeds the number, I will clear them out."
As soon as these words came out, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. Looking at the Ying Gang people holding crossbows around them, their faces were a little ugly.
"Gu Shaotang, you only keep forty-nine people, what about the people from your Eagle Gang?"
"You left so many people behind, don't you want to take them all for yourself?" Guitou Dao seemed to have thought of something and quickly asked.
"Don't worry, since I have set a test, my people will naturally leave. Three days later, the second test will be over, and everyone from the Eagle Gang, except me, will withdraw from the Longmen Inn." Gu Shaotang stood with his hands behind his back, coldly.
vocal tract.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, decide who will stay as soon as possible, I will only give you one stick of incense time..."
Hearing this, everyone started talking about it.
"What to do? Leave or stay?"
"This Eagle Gang is so arrogant and bullying. I will go find the gang leader. I don't believe that this Gu Shaotang can fight against the entire Mobei Gang?"
"Yes, why should he set the rules? Why?"
Hearing the dissatisfaction of those around him, Guitou Dao secretly sneered in his heart: Why? Just the forty-nine people left behind now!
They worked so hard to stay, and you led the gang to fight, overthrew the Eagle Gang again, and then re-established the rules?
Over and over again, endlessly?
For the masters who come to seize the treasure, Gu Shaotang's method is the most time-saving and labor-saving.
It is foreseeable that if a master of more than seventh grade comes and approves Gu Shaotang's method, no one will make a fuss.
Even though these gangsters may seem fierce, they are actually all soft persimmons.
Those who usually show off their power to caravans and civilians, collect tolls and protection fees, really let them compete with eighth-level masters, and all of them withered.
An eighth-grade master is not a big deal. If placed in an ordinary mid-level sect, he can be the leader of a gang.
In the entire martial arts world, he is considered to be an upper-level warrior.
Ninth grade generally refers to the ranks of leaders of major sects, such as Wudang, Shaolin, Emei and other major sects. They are all ninth grade, and some are even at the peak of ninth grade.
Not to mention Grandmasters, big sects usually have one or two old Grandmasters who cannot come out of seclusion. This is a nuclear-weapon-level existence. As long as these old guys don't fall, who dares to shake their status?
Why is it said that the Emei Sect has declined? It is because the Emei Sect has no master, so people from the other sects of the Jian Sect dare to shit and urinate on their heads and act recklessly!!
"Everyone, I am of low strength, so I will take my leave first." A young warrior cupped his fists and saluted, turned around decisively and left the Longmen Inn.
This person's actions also pointed the way for the rest of the people.
Many people who thought they were not strong enough chose to retreat bravely and left the Longmen Inn.
After all, they are here to fish in troubled waters, hoping to follow the crowd and make some profits.
Now that people have to rely on their strength to speak for themselves, there is nothing to do, just run away if you need to.
Just when most people were about to leave, the door to the hall was suddenly pushed open.
A figure, carrying a long knife on his back, strode in.
The fierce murderous aura caused the faces of the people around him to change slightly, and they did not dare to move rashly for fear of bumping into this person.
The person who came was a man with a stern appearance. His long hair was tied into a long braid and fell on his shoulders. He had a faint smile on his face. He was dressed in slightly shabby black clothes. He looked a little unruly, like a man.
Ronin knight.
But what surprised everyone was that this man exuded an extremely dangerous aura.
The people present were all in the martial arts world, and they all understood what this aura represented...
Seventh grade?
Everyone who got this answer stared at this man, waiting for him to speak.
This person is none other than Ding Xiu who came to Longmen Inn.
Ding Xiu was originally at the lower level of the sixth level, but after experiencing Zhu Youji's sword and the subsequent healing of the elixir, he finally broke through and was promoted from the lower level of the sixth level to the seventh level.
After experiencing the horror of being on the verge of death, Ding Xiu became more calm. He also guessed that Zhu Youji was testing himself and even severely injured him to help him break through.
After understanding this and the fact that his junior brother Jin Yichuan had joined him, Ding Xiucai was willing to work for Zhu Youji.
After all, he is the fourth prince of the Ming Dynasty, a master of martial arts, his mother-in-law is a powerful concubine, and he will be the emperor of the Ming Dynasty in the future. This kind of status, as well as his strength, are worthy of Ding Xiu's service.
Moreover, with Zhu Youji's relationship, even if the identity of the remnant of the Ding Xiu Demon Sect is exposed, he still has a chance to save his life.
"Which of you is in charge here?" Ding Xiu put the long knife on his back on the ground, looked around with his cold eyes, and finally landed on Gu Shaotang.
Facing Ding Xiu's gaze, Gu Shaotang looked solemn, cupped his fists and said, "Gu Shaotang, the leader of the Eagle Gang."
"Under the Young Master, Ding Xiu." Ding Xiu responded coldly and took out the words Zhu Youji told him from his arms.
The calligraphy was put in a brocade box. Ding Xiu took it in his hand and said solemnly: "The master has an order for you to keep the best room and wait for him to come and live in it in three days."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar and speculated about the identity of the 'young master'?
Gu Shaotang frowned. Although there were seventh-level warriors as guards, such domineering behavior was really a bit unpleasant!
Ding Xiu sneered, held the brocade box in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Master, I have a gift for the master."??