Xia Shang's thoughts are simple, no matter what Nangong Chuxin says is true or false. He needs more power and support now.
Qian Qian's death was caused by her not being strong enough.
All the recent events made Xia Shang more and more aware that it was impossible to withdraw from the world.
Even if you can call on a capable person to help you with the words "Hero Village", it is still worthwhile.
Thinking about it this way, Xia Shang had nothing to refuse.
Xia Shang confirmed that Nangong Chu's heart had not changed, as if he had expected that Xia Shang would not refuse.
After Xia Shang agreed, he naturally wanted to ask a few more questions: "What should I do?"
"Three days later, it will be the time of election. I will try my best to recommend the young master. But after that, there will be a competition. As for what the competition is, I don't know. But it is nothing more than two words, '文' and '武'."
Xia Shang nodded: "I'm not afraid of Wen, but I have to be prepared for Wu."
Xia Shang was willing to make special preparations for this matter, so he took it seriously.
Nangong Chuxin was very satisfied after hearing this: "Whatever the young master wants to prepare, I will try my best to cooperate."
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Three days is just a blink of an eye.
Xia Shang did not prepare anything during these three days. What he wanted to prepare was not external objects, but his state of mind.
Let go of those sentiments and let go of some nostalgia for the time being. Even if you want to avenge Qian Qian, you may face the Qijue Sect behind Yuan An in the future.
Without strong backing support, many things cannot be done.
Three days later, Xia Shang seemed to have regained his former confidence and calmness.
Behind the calm of Heroes Village, a party to reopen Heroes Village has begun.
At noon, in the dilapidated manor, the main hall building had been cleaned again. Although it was still dilapidated, the necessary things were already displayed inside.
Xia Shang underestimated the scale of the election of the village leader. The two dozen old people sitting in the main hall were all over eighty years old, with gray faces, but each of them had an extraordinary aura. They were sitting or standing, lying down or lying down.
It is full of simplicity and vicissitudes of life.
There were also several young people standing in the hall, all of whom were over thirty years old, with dignified appearance and extraordinary equipment.
On the other hand, Xia Shang looked much more casual. His brocade mandarin jacket didn't look elegant, but rather stained with patina.
In the whole room, there was only one woman, Nangong Chuxin, but she was still sitting among the elders. She looked very abrupt, but also very eye-catching. Several young people couldn't help but cast their eyes on her.
The leader, an old man, was sitting alone in front of everyone. He had white beard and hair, and was wearing a white robe. He had a sense of immortality. At this moment, he closed his eyes to rest and was silent for a long time.
"This is a Taoist from Yidian, named Zuixianweng. He is one hundred and thirty years old. He was a nobleman of Hero Village in his early years. He is mysterious and unpredictable. I don't know what he is capable of." Nangong Chuxin was sitting in front. At this moment
Whispered to Xia Shang.
Xia Shang nodded but did not answer.
Looking at the old man again, seeing that his face is still rosy at such an age, I guess he has some ability.
The room had been silent for a long time, and some people were getting impatient, so whispers began gradually.
At this time, the old man in the hall opened his eyes, scanned everyone, and flashed a brilliant light, which shocked everyone in the room. Even the old men who were not very focused sat upright and stopped talking.
"Have you had enough trouble?"
The cold voice suppressed the entire audience, and no one dared to answer.
Then, the old Taoist began to count the old people present one by one.
"One, two, three...sixteen, seventeen...twenty-three, twenty-four...are there two more old guys from Hero Village missing?"
An old man below responded: "Three-fingered fortune teller and Iron Ghost Tou returned to the west five days ago."
"Two more are gone, they are really useless!" the old man snorted, and then narrowed his eyes in helplessness, "Time has not waited for me, in a few days, all of us old guys will die. By then, Hero Village is really gone. So I say, finding a successor is our most important thing now. Have all the young talents I asked you to find arrived today?"
"There are seven people in total, all here."
"We only found seven out of more than twenty people!" The old Taoist seemed very dissatisfied, "Come over and let me take a look."
All the young people in the hall stepped forward. Xia Shang glanced at Nangong Chuxin and walked forward.
Seven people stood in a row, all of them handsome young men with beautiful faces. If Miss Sichun saw them, she would definitely go crazy.
But the old man didn't appreciate it and cursed: "They are all embroidered pillows! Let's each introduce their origins."
"Jiang Gan, the most talented person in the south of the Yangtze River."
"Zhang Cheng, the son of Jian Jue of Qi Jue Sect."
"Ye Xiaoyun, the son of the leader of the Liuyun Sect."
"The great disciple of Shuiyue Villa Xiang Tiange."
"The outstanding scholar Zuo Jinwen was taught in white."
"The lay disciples of Wanfo Temple are obsessed with Zen."
Everyone reported their homes one by one.
Only Ye Xiaoyun, Ye Liuyun's son, made Xia Shang take a side look and found that he was somewhat similar to Ye Bin.
When they arrived at Xia Shang, Xia Shang clasped his fists and said, "Xia Chunqiu."
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but frown. This guy didn't tell me his identity. It wasn't because he had no identity, but because he was absolutely proud, thinking that he could intimidate everyone without any name.
The seven people reported their identities, but Xia Shang made the old man open his eyes and stare at Xia Shang: "Who recommended you?"
After hearing this, Nangong Chuxin stood up and said, "Old ancestor, it was recommended by the younger generation."
"Recommended by Xin'er?" Everyone was confused and couldn't help but look at Xia Shang a few more times.
The seven people present were all extremely arrogant, and no one looked down upon each other, and they all stood calmly.
The old Taoist looked at Xia Shang and asked coldly: "Is your name really Xia Chunqiu?"
The old Taoist's words seemed to have profound meaning, but Xia Shang did not change his expression: "Exactly."
"What identity?"
"No identity."
"You don't want to say it, or do you want to attract my attention? No matter why, this is unnecessary."
Xia Shang smiled and did not answer.
The old Taoist also changed his eyes and looked at the seven people: "Today is a big event for Hero Village! No matter what background you have behind you or how much power you have! But it is nothing compared to Hero Village in its heyday. What I want to choose is a hero. The successor of Hero Village, a successor who can help Hero Village restore its former glory. Therefore, no matter what your previous status was, once you become the owner of Hero Village, all your names will be lost. Do you understand?"
Some people nodded, some were silent, and the response was not intense.
"It seems that you don't quite agree with the capabilities of the Hero Manor, and you don't care about the weight of the owner of the Hero Manor. Well, it's time to show some sincerity."
The old Taoist smiled to himself, took out a scroll from his sleeve and held it in his hand: "Whoever can win the position of the master of Hero Manor, I will pass on the entire volume of the "Book of Heaven" that Hero Manor has passed down from generation to generation."
"Book of Heaven!"
At this moment, everyone's expressions changed, and they all stared in horror, as if they had been struck by lightning.
The same was true for Xia Shang, who was even more horrified than others.
He already had the entire volume of the Book of Heaven in his hands, but he had burned part of the text.
If the "Book of Heaven" in Lao Dao's hand is the same as the one in his own hand, wouldn't he have a chance to know the complete content?
Maybe I can really develop a unique martial arts! (To be continued)