My heart was shocked. This woman was indeed not dead. Du Zhai's death was just a pretense. Damn it, Caihua was right. This woman was a damn born movie queen. It would be a pity not to go to Hollywood.
When I saw her, she also saw me. Before the curtain fell, she smiled charmingly at me. She was still so beautiful, so charming, and it made me horny.
"Brother Qin, are you okay?" Baozi asked when he saw that I was in a daze.
I didn't answer, but I was thinking, why did the people from the evil sect dare to go up the mountain openly? Moreover, Chen Meizhi didn't bring any followers. Just by herself, wouldn't she be afraid of being surrounded and suppressed?
I have an ominous premonition in my heart that this Hundred Sects Conference will be "extremely lively!"
There are too many mysteries in my mind right now, but I'm afraid all of them will have to wait until the Hundred Sects Conference to unravel the mysteries.
It was around three o'clock in the middle of the night when the team of hundreds of Xuanmen sects arrived at the school grounds on the top of Longhu Mountain. The school grounds were extremely wide, with various weapons placed on both sides. The center was the altar, and there were dozens of chairs to the left and right of the altar.
The position of Yan Jun or the master of Longhu Mountain, the host, is naturally flanked by representatives of various sects.
A hundred meters directly in front of the Dharma platform is the martial arts platform carved with dragon and tiger stone pillars. The martial arts platform is in the shape of a trigram, about ten feet long and wide. The stone pillars carved with dragons and tigers emit free golden light, which must be the method of holding the platform.
It is a weapon to prevent the competition between masters from destroying the martial arts stage.
Schools of this size are rare in Xuanmen. The main reason is that there are many Celestial Masters in Longhu Mountain who are engaged in politics to serve the country. They are closely linked to the political arena, especially in the Ming Dynasty, so there are certain elements of militarized culture.
"Baozi, have you seen the cauliflower?" I asked Brother Baozi who came back from a circle.
Baozi wondered: "It's strange. This guy seems to have disappeared, but I did see Yin Zhengyue."
As he spoke, he pointed to a place in the crowd.
I looked along the direction, and sure enough, Yin Zhengyue was standing with his head held high, smiling and proud, and behind him were six or seven masters of the Yinshan Sect.
However, Caihua and Zhou Nana have never been seen before, which is really strange.
I don’t know Yin Zhengyue very well. Judging from his demeanor, he doesn’t seem to be a member of the evil family. If he hadn’t hurt Granny Long in the hotel, I would actually respect him quite a lot, but now I naturally
I have to put a question mark, this person is too unfathomable.
I hope he won't attack his apprentice, otherwise he will be in trouble, I thought to myself.
Just as I was thinking, several cannons suddenly rang out, and a group of people flew over from a high cliff opposite Longhu Mountain. Yes, they really flew over. With their hands spread out and their feet slightly bent, they were blown by the mountain wind.
, their Taoist robes are fluttering, their beards, hair, and whisks are flying in the wind. Coupled with the dark yellow Taoist robes on their bodies, they are like gods descending to earth, so majestic.
Soon they landed steadily on the martial arts stage, and there was a burst of cheers from all around. A closer look revealed that they were not flying, but the buns on their heads were threaded on a thin thread that was difficult to see clearly with the naked eye.
Sliding down a high cliff.
However, judging from their hair, it was not messy at all. They were able to bear their own weight with their hair and slide such a long distance in the strong mountain wind, which shows the profoundness of Xuan Gong.
There were exactly nine people in that group, all of whom were experts from Longhu Mountain with white beards and hair. As soon as these nine people landed, they sat cross-legged on the martial arts stage, closing their eyes and concentrating, as if all the praises and compliments from their peers were nothing.
"As expected of a master, his demeanor is really calm." I praised softly.
"Exalted people are so stupid. They want to save face and suffer. Didn't you see their chests rise and fall? They are performing at the risk of their lives. The people in Longhu Mountain just like to show off, and they don't know what the benefits are." Baozi said scornfully.
.
When I saw it, it was really like this. It seems that the rumors were correct. Nowadays, Xuanmen is becoming more and more empty, striving for power and gain, and desperate for face.
After sitting cross-legged for a moment, the nine people stood up. The leader looked majestic, wearing a heavenly master's crown, and his whisk was like snow. With his head held high and his chest held high, he walked proudly to the altar in the middle. The other eight people stood beside him.
Seats are taken one by one.
"The one in the middle is Zhang Mingxiu, the headmaster of this generation of Tianshi Sect. The eight people around him are all peerless masters of the Ming generation. These nine people are collectively called the Dragon and Tiger Nine Immortals. They are famous masters in the world. They learned from the previous generation.
It is said that Zhang Mingxiu, the Heavenly Master who is in charge of teaching, is Lord Yama, and he has obtained the true biography of Lord Yama, Qi Feng, and can do anything to pray for rain." Baozi explained.
"Bah, look at their arrogant looks. Longhu Mountain is in danger of a disaster. They don't know it yet. They look like people who are seeking fame and reputation. Yan Jun's reputation will definitely fall into their hands." Dumpling said sarcastically.
As he said that, he turned around and asked me: "Brother Qin, do you think so?"
I nodded and said, "I hope they don't offend Mr. Yan. All the Nine Immortals of Dragon and Tiger have appeared. If they can't suppress the situation this time, we will be in trouble."
This Hundred Sects Conference has nothing more than two points. First, some people will take the opportunity to make trouble, reshuffle the cards, reject the position of Tianji Sect, and even support Yan Jun again. Second, the legendary Laojun Seal.
Comparatively speaking, I am more worried about the latter. The position of Tianji Sect has long been in name only, but the Laojun Seal must not fall into the hands of traitors.
The Qianlong Ruler was lost because of this. If the Laojun Seal is lost again, I'm afraid the trouble will be even greater in the future.
I have experienced the pain of the soul-losing cone. With Wang Tianya’s skill, I am afraid that I have not even exerted 1% of the power of the soul-losing cone. Even so, if Caihua and I had not succeeded in the sneak attack, we would definitely have died in the soul-losing cone.
Under the soul cone.
The Dragon and Tiger Nine Immortals took their seats and did not invite people from other sects to sit down. They just drank tea by themselves while everyone stood in the school grounds and endured the torment of the mountain wind.
Until six o'clock in the morning, I saw the red sun rising over the distant mountain stream, the auspicious clouds rising steeply, and nine bells ringing in the mountains.
"Ahem, everyone, welcome all sects to come to our mountain to participate in the Hundred Sects Conference that takes place once a century. Pindao announced that the Hundred Sects Conference has officially begun. Please take your seats in order according to the numbers on the chairs." Zhang Mingxiu stroked his beard and made a solemn promise.
.
"Thank you Zhang Tianshi!" Everyone raised their hands in unison and sat down in a bustling manner.
"Yaksha, I'll find a seat. You wait first." Huang Dang smiled and walked to the front.
After searching around, he said angrily with a sad face: "Yaksha, there is no place for our Tianji Gate."
I smiled and pointed to a short bench behind me and said, "Who said there isn't one? Isn't this it?"
This bench is placed at the very back on the left side, with a small red note affixed to it with the words Tianjimen written on it.
"Why, how could this happen? Yaksha, please stop sitting down. They must have made a mistake." Huang Dang and his disciples said angrily.
I waved my hand and said, "No, it's all in vain. I just sit down."
After saying that, I took a deep breath, calmed down the anger in my heart and sat down quietly on the small bench. Sitting next to me was Yin Zhengyue of the Yinshan Sect. Everyone regarded the Yinshan Sect as an evil sect, and
Putting me behind the evil sect and three points shorter shows how narrow-minded the Dragon and Tiger Nine Immortals are.
The reason for this is naturally self-evident. In the past, when Lord Yan was there, Longhu Mountain was the leader of the Xuanmen. After Lord Yan retired, Yang Liegong of the Tianji Sect became the leader of the Xuanmen. The last time a hundred sects conference was held in Longhu Mountain
, their chief position was handed over to Yang Gong who was sent out to give orders, with the Nine Immortals as a foil.
When Mr. Yang was here, they naturally didn't dare to disobey him, but now that the Tianji Sect has withered, they naturally create difficulties in every possible way and have such a bad temper.
If it were before, I would definitely make a big fuss, but now I am the leader of a faction, and I know that face and status are achieved by strength. If I come to the Dragon Tiger Nine Immortals to argue with me at this time, I will be asking for trouble.
Ridiculed by Taoist heroes.
I smiled and nodded to Yin Zhengyue, and sat down on the low bench next to him with confidence. Yin Zhengyue had a rare look of surprise on his face. He didn't expect that although I was young, I had such deep feelings.
of the city.
The people from Tianjimen followed me angrily, and they all felt itchy with hatred.
"Everyone, since we have taken our seats, let's discuss the matter. Zhengyun Gong of Longhu Mountain has disappeared for nearly a hundred years. Yang Gong of Tianji Sect also retreated decades ago. Now that Xuanmen is in turmoil, Pindao thinks it is time to elect a new one.
The leader of Xuanzong ordered all sects to be sincere and united, so that our Xuanmen authentic sect can be spread widely." Zhang Mingxiu's voice was as loud as a bell, and the people present immediately fell silent.
"Brother Zhang Dao is right. Yang Gong of the Tianji Sect has died and is no longer able to command the various sects. It is time to re-elect the leader of the Xuanmen Sect." Yu Zhenzi, who was sitting in the second position on the left of the Wudang Sect, echoed sternly.
.
"What the hell, who said my master is dead?" Huang Dang cursed secretly.
"Yu Zhenzi, you idiot, no matter what you do, you Wudang Sect can't make a profit. How can you become the leader of Xuanmen with your shit, how shameless." Dumpling cursed.
"Brother Yuzhen said it very well. I think not only should we re-elect the leader of Xuanmen, we should also re-elect the Lord of Yan. The so-called capable person does not necessarily have to be a pure Yangzi to be the Lord of Yan. I think
Since Zhang Tianshi has received the true biography of the former Lord Yama, he can inherit the mantle of Lord Yama and be promoted as Lord Yama." Feng Zhishui, the new headmaster of Maoshan, bowed his hands and bowed.
Zhang Mingxiu stroked his beard with satisfaction, his eyes shone brightly, but he said calmly: "I don't dare to be Lord Yan, but Master Feng is right, Lord Yan will live for five hundred years, and his mentor Zhengyun Gong will be the same.
The next life will be more than three hundred years later. If there is someone who is capable and can convince everyone, he will naturally be elected as Lord of Hell. This is exactly what my ancestor often said before retreating, if you can, let it be!"
"Okay, okay!" Feng Zhishui shamelessly took the lead in cheering. The heroes below were all people who liked to join in the fun, and they applauded one after another. It was very lively for a while.
"Is Zhang Mingxiu crazy? What's the benefit of doing this? If Longhushan can't convince everyone, Yan Jun and Longhushan will lose their face. What's even more frightening is that Yan Jun has the ability to control Laojun's seal.
Is Zhang Mingxiu going to hand over the seal of Laojun to others?" I saw that Zhang Mingxiu was complacent, and I secretly screamed, "Oh no!"