Today we have welcomed a large number of powerful people from the world, including the Iron Sword Sect, the Eight Immortals Sword Sect, the Changle Clan and other sects. The heavyweight representative from the north is the Quanzhen Sect.
Their arrival brought a sense of chill to this peaceful town. They all came here with the same purpose, which was to participate in the trial conference invited by the Beggar Clan.
Seeing a group of sect disciples with stern expressions holding weapons entering the street, the people in the town couldn't help but move away from the center of the town. Those who were less courageous did not dare to take a look at this group of people in the world, for fear of inadvertently angering them.
the other party.
In principle, this group of sect disciples is more terrifying than the people in the government yamen. The people in the yamen are usually just greedy for petty gains, extortion, and preying on the people. But this group of unruly people in the Jianghu are easy to do anything.
He who draws his sword and kills people, just brush off his clothes and go away. If you want to find a place to cry, you won't be able to find anywhere.
This is the reason why the Ming Dynasty banned martial arts in later generations. These idle people in the world have incomparable power and are not under the jurisdiction of the imperial court. If they really kill people, they just walk away and are wanted by the government.
On the surface, it is no different than a piece of waste paper.
It was also a headache for the imperial court.
"Headmaster, do you think this villain is that person? It took Senior Hong to die before he was successfully captured?"
In the private room on the second floor of Zuixin Tower, Cui Zhifang, a third-generation disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, said softly to the middle-aged man above the main seat.
But I saw this middle-aged Taoist with a fair face with a beard, long eyebrows and handsome eyes, and an elegant appearance. Although he was old, he was still a handsome man. This man was Yin Zhiping, the new headmaster of the Quanzhen Sect.
He is one year older than Yang Kang. Naturally, he is also a little older than Guo Jing. He just maintains it properly and does not look older. Now that he has been promoted to the position of headmaster, he has also begun to deliberately grow a beard.
, is to add some sophistication to your image.
The Quanzhen Sect is now in good order under his leadership. This person is still somewhat unique in handling internal affairs. Otherwise, it would be impossible to please the Seven Quanzhen disciples. There is a certain reason for his liking, but the original
Zhuzhong was killed by Xiao Longnu before he took over as head teacher.
Hearing this, Yin Zhiping felt a flash of uneasiness on his face. Although Cui Zhifang did not say clearly who that person was, it was not difficult for Yin Zhiping to guess that he was talking about Dongzhang, because there were rumors in the world that he was the murderer who killed the law enforcement elder of the Beggar Clan that day.
He is the Demon Lord Dongzhang.
Recalling the embarrassing scenes of being bullied by that man, the muscles on Yin Zhiping's face trembled unconsciously, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The letter from the leader of the Huang gang did not specify who the murderer is, so I can't make a judgment. Everything still comes to an end."
You can make your own conclusions, so don’t make any wild guesses."
Cui Zhifang is one of the third-generation masters of the Quanzhen sect. Although his martial arts is not as good as that of Zhao Zhijing, a master of his sect, he is still comparable to Yin Zhiping. This man is both internal and external, and his skills are quite deep.
It is not worse than the Seven Heroes of Wudang in later generations, because they have all reached the level of internal and external training. When Jin Lun Dharma King first tried it, he knew that Zhao and Yin were not weak in internal strength, and they needed ten external moves to win.
From this we can see that the Quanzhen Sect, as the most authentic Taoist sect in the martial arts world, still has some merits in its martial arts, but unfortunately, in this age of 'gods' fighting, their abilities are not outstanding and they can only be reduced to the bottom of the second-rate.
If it were changed to the era of relying on heaven and slaying dragons, he would be considered a first-rate master.
This trip to the Quanzhen Sect included three generations of disciples, headed by Yin Zhiping, Li Zhichang, Fang Zhiqi, Cui Zhifang, Zhang Zhiguang, Wang Zhitan, Chen Zhiyi, Qi Zhicheng, Shen Zhifan and other outstanding disciples from the three generations.
This has given the Beggar Clan enough face, and in addition to their Quanzhen Sect, there are also many disciples from other gangs. At this moment, the small Zuixin Pavilion is full of people, making it very lively.
As soon as he said this, a middle-aged noble man came to Quanzhen Sect's elegant room with a cup and laughed: "It turns out that Master Yin is here. Dai is not welcoming you at a distance, so he should punish himself with three cups."
The man drank three glasses of wine without waiting for Yin Zhiping to speak. When the latter saw this, he immediately stood up and greeted him: "Master Dai, you are very polite. Please sit down."
Although he is a little uncomfortable, this is a situation that must be dealt with. Yin Zhiping is the leader of a sect, and there are so many unnecessary entertainments. Now he is starting to become a little tactful.
The two looked at each other and smiled, and then the disciple cleverly assigned a seat to stay beside Yin Zhiping. Dai Chenggui was the leader of the Eight Immortals Sword Sect, so he naturally sat on Yin Zhiping's right hand side.
Dai Cheng was actually a little scornful of this young leader of the Quanzhen Sect. He was quite young, but his abilities were mediocre and he looked like he was a literate person. He didn't know what to do. In fact, the two of them had nothing in common.
But the formality still had to go. As soon as he took his seat, Dai Cheng took the lead in bringing up the topic and said happily: "Headmaster Yin, do you know who the Beggar Clan is going to judge this time?"
He knew that the Quanzhen Sect had always been on good terms with Huang Rong and his wife, so he was sure that the other party should know some inside information. He was also somewhat dissatisfied with the Beggar Clan in his words, feeling that the other party favored the Quanzhen Sect.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the words came out, Yin Zhiping shook his head: "I don't want to hide it from the leader, but I don't know. The Beggar Clan didn't reveal this person's identity."
Before he finished speaking, an incredible look suddenly flashed across Yin Zhiping's face, one-third panic, one-third fear, and infinite fear.
The expression on his face was very exciting. It was hard to imagine that a person's face could bring out so many emotions. This made Cui Zhifang, who had been paying attention to him, a little stunned, and then followed Yin Zhiping's gaze and looked out the window.
At a glance, he saw a man in black walking on the street, with children laughing and chasing him. There was nothing strange about this. After looking around a few times, he found that most of them were just businessmen. Cui Zhifang then added
Turning my eyes back to the man, I felt that this man had an indescribable temperament.
I saw the man playing with the children with a smile on his face, and then he took out some snacks. Under the coaxing of the children, the man shook his head and walked into Zuixin Building.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Isn’t this picture very normal? How can I master the image of someone who has seen a ghost? Cui Zhifang couldn’t figure it out.
Dai Cheng, who was on the side, didn't notice Yin Zhiping's expression, and still said to himself: "Oh? The Beggar Clan even hid it from you? In terms of your friendship, this shouldn't be the case."
But he didn't realize that Yin Zhiping couldn't hear a word of what he said, and he looked like he was in shock.
downstairs.
An arrogant figure came to Zuixinlou, but when he saw a carefree man in black stepping into the door, he leaned on the cabinet with one hand, knocked on the table with his hand, and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper, business is very good."
"What are you talking about, sir? This is a small business. It was only recently that the Beggar Clan got into trouble. By the way, sir, do you want to be top-notch?"
The shopkeeper is very clever and can divert the good business to other directions with just a few words. He is also wary of fearing that the man will start the restaurant business.
With a careless smile, the man looked around at the crowded diners and said happily: "Even if I want to eat, you won't be able to entertain me, right? I won't embarrass you. I'll bring you a jar of fine wine and take it away."
"Okay, sir, I'll make the arrangements now, please wait a moment."
The shopkeeper felt relieved when he heard this, and walked to the kitchen with light steps.
After hearing this, the man put his bored hands on the counter and stared lazily at the busy diners waiting.
Soon, the shopkeeper came quickly with a five-pound jug in hand and offered it with both hands: "Master, your wine."
Picking up the wine flask with one hand, the man threw the ingot of silver onto the table and walked out: "Shopkeeper, I want to ask you, the chief helmsman of the Beggar Clan, how to get there?"
"Going out of the west gate of the town and heading north for more than sixty miles, there is a persimmon forest there, and there is a manor in the depths. That's it."
"Haha, thanks."
"You're welcome."
Watching this free and uninhibited man disappear at the door of the store, the shopkeepers all said "weird" and then walked back behind the counter and dozed off.
Second floor.
Yin Zhiping suddenly woke up when he saw the man going out. He was about to get up with a sword in his hand. Dai Cheng looked at him in surprise and asked, "What's wrong? Headmaster Yin."
"It's a long story. Master Dai, let's drink some other time. The disciples of Quanzhen will follow the order and set off immediately to the headquarters of the Beggar Clan!"
"yes!"
Seeing that Yin Zhiping's expression was extremely serious, Dai Cheng did not hesitate to ask questions. Seeing a group of Quanzhen disciples hurrying downstairs with a cheer, he turned back to his gang and shouted: "Pack up your things and set off for Beggar."
help!"
He was keenly aware that things were not simple, so he immediately chose to follow Yin Zhiping's footsteps.
Sunset time.
The chief helmsman of the Beggar Clan welcomed an uninvited guest, but he saw that the visitor was alone, slowly walking into the depths of the persimmon forest under the setting sun, and the shadow stretched longer and longer under the setting sun.
After this battle, the defensive strength of the Beggar Gang has been greatly improved. Not to mention three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, it is not much different. Before the man approached the main helm, there were beggar gangs squatting on sentries.
The disciple discovered that there were also men who had no reason to hide their figures.
"Who is coming! Tell me your name!"
No fewer than seven or eight Beggar Clan disciples showed up immediately to scold him.
The man flipped the ponytail on the back of his head and said with a smile, "Dongzhang."
"hiss"
There were gasps of cold air, and the faces of all the disciples of the Beggar Clan turned pale. One of the older Babao disciples bravely shouted loudly: "You, you are really..."
"Hey, can you still fake it? Go tell your leader Hong that Dongzhang's visit is late. I don't guarantee that I will have the patience to wait."
As soon as these words came out, no one dared to doubt him again. The Eight-bag disciple immediately turned around and ran towards the main helm, his steps showing panic.
In the main altar, Hong Qigong sat at the top of the table. After hearing the disciple’s report, his old face sank and he shouted: “You mean he’s here?!”
This Eight Bags disciple was overwhelmed by the former's momentum and responded tremblingly: "Yes, he said that you will know if you tell the gang leader this way."
"Why is he here at this stall?" Hong Qigong couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart. He asked himself that he still had a certain understanding of Dongzhang. If it was not an important matter, he would never come to the door in person, because there was no one in the world who could tempt him.
How many people are there? Is it because of him?
Hong Qigong did not dare to speculate any further, nor did he dare to keep this man waiting for too long, so he immediately ordered in a deep voice: "Invite him in!"
"yes!"
It didn't take long before Dongzhang, led by the Beggar Clan disciples, walked into the Beggar Clan's main forum, which was full of people.
Under the attention of nearly a thousand people, Zhang Dong strolled in. Perhaps Hong Qigong was suppressing the formation. The disciples of the Beggar Clan all looked at this man with hatred, wanting to give this man some color in terms of his momentum.
Look, to be more precise, give him a kick.
But they were all disappointed. Under the murderous gazes of the audience, Dongzhang remained as calm as before, with a warm smile on his face, as casually as if he was visiting his own backyard.
All the way to the long table, a voice as sweet as an oriole suddenly sounded in the crowd: "Brother Dongzhang!"
However, Guo Fu on the other side called out in surprise when she saw the visitor. Huang Rong on the other side looked a little pale, perhaps suffering from internal injuries, but she still nodded slightly to Dong Zhang.
Glancing at the pretty mother and daughter, Zhang Dong quickly walked to the long table and sat down. At this time, the long table was lined with dozens of copper pots. It must have been used to entertain people from various sects.
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Without seeing anyone else, he picked up a pair of unused kuaizi for shabu-shabu. The men and horses on the left and right sides of Dongzhang immediately jumped up and fled far away. They looked like they didn't want to be with him. During this period, Yin Zhiping's face was the worst.
Ugly.
After he saw Dongzhang at Zuixin Tower this morning, he took a shortcut and rushed all the way to the headquarters of the Beggar Clan. At this time, the front leg had just arrived, and he had not even had time to tell Hong Qigong that Dong Zhang was coming.
At this time, a group of people just watched Dongzhang sitting alone at the table and cooking hot pot. Hong Qigong frowned deeply and said in a deep voice: "Dongzhang, you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything.
Why are you here?"
Picking up pieces of tender mutton and putting them into his mouth, Zhang Dong praised them: "The food here is really good. I've been hungry all day. It feels so comfortable."
"Dongzhang!
"
Under the gaze of everyone, Hong Qigong's face became even more ugly, and he immediately scolded him harshly, and the air waves hit his body and sent out three invisible ripples.
But Dong Zhang, who was holding the bowl quickly, remained unmoved. He only glanced sideways at the angry Hong Qigong and then lowered his head to eat the meat slices: "You are still so strict."
"I heard that you arrested someone, can you let me see him?"
The people in the field, including those from various sects, totaled nearly a thousand at least. They all now had the illusion that although this man had no fluctuations, he could vaguely resist Hong Qigong's violent momentum.
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You must know that there are very few people in the world who can act so calmly under the pressure of Hong Qigong's momentum, but this is a mistake.
Seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, Hong Qigong also gave in, then waved his hand and shouted: "Bring him out!"
Soon, two Beggar Clan disciples carried a young man covered in blood into the inner hall. When they got to the high platform, they threw him to the steps. However, they saw that the man's right hand was unnaturally curved, and his left hand was bent unnaturally.
The leg bones were also like this, I think they were broken, half of his face was covered in blood stains, and his hair was fluffy and messy.
The slightly thin lips are cracked and dry, and the eyes are even duller. It seems that he has not eaten for many days.
Seeing the visitor, Zhang Zhang quickly put down his bowl, turned to look at the young man and grinned: "Didn't you go get a drink?"
The young man was slumped on the ground with his back on the steps. Hearing this, he looked up at Dongzhang and showed his big white teeth: "Hey, I fell down on the road."