The first thousand and sixty-two chapters are coming
The Shaolin Temple is crowded with people. NPC masters from various sects, whether they are powerful or not, at least the leader has a seat. Players are not so lucky. No matter who they are, they are all standing, standing with the players.
There are also some NPCs. Some of these people are disciples brought by various sects, and some are simply members of the community, coming to watch the fun.
Zeng Yi was mixed in the crowd, looking around at everyone. Suddenly, someone slapped Zeng Yi from behind. Zeng Yi turned around and almost slapped him. He was shocked when he saw that he was wearing the clothes of a third-generation Wudang disciple.
Feng, Zeng Yi instantly retracted his palm.
"I knew you must be here. By the way, you went to Wudang a few days ago. Did you already know that Shaolin Wudang was going to hold a martial arts conference?" As he said this, the guy lowered his voice and said, "Do you have any inside information about our relationship?
, you won’t hide it from me too, right?”
"Who do you think I am, brother? I'm just a minion in front of Shaolin Wudang. How could I know in advance, let alone any inside information? I only heard about it a few days ago!"
Jingfeng looked at Zeng Yi with doubt on his face. He could tell that he didn't believe a word of what Zeng Yi said. While chatting with Jingfeng, he heard a voice coming from outside: "Qingcheng faction, the head of Sima has arrived."
Everyone looked at the gate of the Shaolin Temple. The abbot of the Shaolin Temple also hurried forward. They saw Sima Wei walking in with a few disciples. The abbot of the Shaolin Temple came forward with a kind face: "Welcome, Master Sima, to the Shaolin Temple!"
"Master Abbot is so polite, how dare you not come when invited by Shaolin Temple!"
"Master Sima, please come in quickly!"
Seeing Sima Wei and the Shaolin Abbot walking in, Jingfeng beside Zeng Yi whispered: "They say the Qingcheng Sect is in decline, but a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. This Sima Wei is definitely a top-notch master!"
Zeng Yi smiled disdainfully: "He is indeed a top-notch master, but it's just him. I think about how majestic it was when Chang Qingzi founded the Qingcheng Sect. His unique skill of Lei Gong Bang was unparalleled in the world. The second generation leader Qingkong Taoist was even more powerful.
He is a rare master in the world. He has several top-notch masters under his sect. When he was completely victorious, he was on par with Shaolin. Unfortunately, when he got to the eighth generation leader Sima Wei, let alone being on par with Shaolin, he was able to maintain his current first-class sect.
The status is also very good!" In fact, this is also the reason why Sima Wei dared to take the risk to participate in the battle for the legitimate son. His son was turned into a corpse by the Five Poison Coach, and the next generation had no disciples who could take on important responsibilities. For the Qingcheng Sect, Sima Wei
Wei also has to take this risk!
"Oh, Brother Ni knows so much, it seems he has a deep connection with the Qingcheng sect!"
"Can you stop being so suspicious? Just ask around for this information and you will know what it means that I have close contact with the Qingcheng Sect!"
Jingfeng smiled and said nothing, and Zeng Yi immediately changed the subject: "President Hua Qian Yue Xia, didn't you come this time?"
"President Hua Qian Yue Xia, brother Ni, don't you know whether you are coming or not?"
Looking at Jingfeng's ambiguous eyes, Zeng Yi thought: "Madeh, I really don't know!"
Zeng Yi was about to say something when he received a message from Fei Ge from Hua Qian Yue Xia, asking if Zeng Yi had come to Shaolin. Zeng Yi quickly replied that he was in Shaolin. A moment later, Hua Qian Yue Xia came to Zeng Yi with Xiao Xue Hua.
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"President Huaqian Yuexia, we were talking about you, but we didn't expect you to arrive!" Jingfeng said with a smile on his face.
"What are you talking about me?" Hua Qianyue glanced at Zeng Yi and said.
"Brother Ni said he misses you!"
"... Damn it! Xiao Xuehua is still here, this guy is definitely doing it on purpose!" Zeng Yi roared in his heart, and quickly looked at Xiao Xuehua who had been looking at him.
"Xue'er, I brought you a lot of beautiful jewelry, come and take a look!" Zeng Yi rummaged through his backpack and finally found a few pieces of gold and silver jewelry that he had not had time to deal with. He quickly took them out and handed them to Xiao Xuehua.
"Wow! It's so beautiful, thank you uncle!"
"Say thank you, as long as you like it!"
Finally, the topic changed. Jingfeng was not trying to frame Zeng Yi, but was discussing with Hua Qianyuexia the reason why Wudang Shaolin held a martial arts conference.
"Before, there was no news at all. Wudang Shaolin suddenly held a martial arts conference. President Jingfeng is a third-generation disciple of Wudang. Do you know the reason?"
"I only found out about this news after the news spread. However, Brother Ni, I have been to Wudang once before. I think Brother Ni should know some inside information, right?"
"Damn it, I can't ask myself, so I just hooked up with this girl Hua Qian Yue Xia, Jing Feng, you're so cruel!" Zeng Yi complained in his heart, and said quickly, "President Jing Feng, I told you, I know what you guys
Everyone knows it, and I don’t know what you don’t know either!”
After hearing Zeng Yi's words, both of them looked at him with suspicion. Zeng Yi was also speechless, "Mader, am I so unbelievable?"
Fortunately, at this moment, another voice came out of the door: "Mr. Yue, leader of the Five Sacred Mountains, has arrived!" Yue Buqun's arrival attracted everyone's attention. Yue Buqun, who had a fake beard on his face, was welcomed in by the Shaolin abbot.
, Zeng Yi said in a low voice: "Haha, who in the world doesn't know that this guy has already committed suicide in order to practice the sword manual to ward off evil spirits, and he hides his ears and steals the bell, wearing a fake beard, who is he trying to fool?"
"Mr. Yue is here to welcome you. I apologize for being a little distant to greet him!"
"Master Abbot, you are too polite. How could Yue be so virtuous and capable? How dare you bother Master to greet you from afar?"
"Master Yue, please come in quickly!"
"Master Abbot clears it first!"
Yue Buqun was sticking his beard on, no matter how disguised he was, his temperament became more and more feminine. Look at the gay purple clothes he was wearing, and a feminine aura hit his face. Zeng Yi knew that he was getting better and better at practicing the evil sword manual.
Gao Shen, the more feminine he becomes, looking at Yue Buqun like this, Zeng Yi estimates that this guy's skill has increased again.
Masters from various sects arrived one after another. There were more and more people in the Shaolin Temple, and there were already more than a dozen super-first-class masters. Looking at the super-first-class masters at the top, Zeng Yi sighed in his heart: "Hey,
No wonder the imperial court would restrict various factions in the world. With so many top-notch masters outside the control of the imperial court, everyone would be scared! Fortunately, good and evil are not mutually exclusive, and the relationship between the various factions is complicated. If these masters from various factions in the martial arts were united, the imperial court would really take advantage of them.
They can't help it!"
There are so many top-notch masters in the Central Plains arena, which actually have both positive and negative aspects. With these people around, other places will not dare to run wild in the Central Plains. Even if there are a few martial arts geniuses like Jiumozhi, they are still not as good as the Central Plains. But this
It also resulted in the fact that the imperial court was never able to completely control the world, even when the imperial court was at its strongest.