The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 126
The sound of the music is exhausted, and the lights are dimmed.

Under the eyes of everyone, the big chair turned sideways, and the man in green robe had finished offering the incense, and turned around in the overflowing mist.

As a thin and resolute face appeared under the lights, the flag-worshiping crowd bowed their hands in salute.

"I've seen the ally!"

There was still a vague sickness between Chen Zhuo's brows, it was gloomy with little light, and there was no radiance.

External injuries are easy to heal, but internal injuries are hard to repair. Furthermore, he caused thunder to add to the body, and the five internal organs were also damaged. Moreover, because Wang Wu's mood fluctuated too much, he vomited a few mouthfuls of effort, and the injury was complicated.

But these can be recovered with careful recuperation, which is nothing more than time and money spent; the most difficult thing is that he uses human will to connect with Tianwei, although he condenses his killing thoughts, his spirit will be damaged, which cannot be cured by simple medicine and stones.

I often have heart palpitations, and I always wake up in a dream, feeling restless.

"Meet you brothers!"

Chen Zhuo clasped his fists in return.

"Sit down now!"

Seeing him sit down with his clothes up, everyone sat down one by one. Some of the men were wearing foreign clothes, some were shaking their clothes, and their attire still had the shadow of the old world; Upright, wearing gold and silver, with exquisite makeup.

Although the north is not as popular as the south for studying abroad, there are a lot of concessions in Jinmen, and the foreigners have a lot of things to think about, and the cost of food and clothing is also subtly affected by it. Fresh and tight.

It can be regarded as things from the old world colliding with foreign trends, old and new colliding.

Taking the teacup on the coffee table beside him, Chen Zhuo lowered his head and took a slow sip.

The old skin faded away, the spirit was withdrawn, and even his hands were calloused off, a lot more delicate, not like hands that could hold a knife.

Swallowing the tea, listening to the little song in the building, he unhurriedly raised his black and white eyes, and looked at the crowd.

Today, since the "Shenzhou League" has succeeded the "White Lotus Sect" in the south, dozens of martial arts masters have contributed to the flames. Together with dozens of martial arts sects joining the alliance, the momentum has already been in full swing; There were several earth-shattering events, and the ears, eyes, eyes, and eyes were all over the place, almost running through the north and the south, and became the fourth organization besides the "Gelaohui" in the Sichuan-Shaanxi border in the west and the Qing and Hong gangs in the east.

If the first three are green forest forces, rivers and lakes forces, or underworld organizations, then the Shenzhou League is the only Wumen force, and people from all walks of life are willing to sell a little bit of noodles to form a relationship.

Originally, there were quite a few powers in the rivers and lakes who heard the news and wanted to form an alliance with blood and leave their names on the alliance letter, but Chen Zhuo declined them all.

The integration of the northern and southern martial arts is the most important thing. Before that, he didn't plan to develop power. That's not what the "Shenzhou League" should consider at all, and it doesn't matter if the momentum is too big, it will easily lead to disaster.

His eyes were gloomy, and he said in a serious manner: "People live for a lifetime, life and death come and go, and what they want is nothing more than the end... This big flag was set up once in the south, and it was dozens of heroes and martial arts seniors from the north and south martial arts. Now, I, a latecomer, should stand in the north again, not for anything else..."

After a pause, Chen Zhuo glanced at everyone's expressions.

The catastrophe of Tongxuan caused heavy casualties among the masters of various sects, and they have not yet recovered from their pain.

"It's just for the sake of being united and consistent."

After saying a word, he raised the corners of his eyes, lowered his eyelids, and his heart seemed to be moving, "The big flag was set up in the Golden Tower in Foshan back then, and 53 martial arts masters were welcomed back and forth, and 53 people came out of the building. Going to the north, only nineteen people came back alive, and the remaining 34 people, half of them died in battle, and their bones were recovered by luck, half of the bones were not left, and a few people did not know whether they were alive or dead."

In the middle of the speech, the people below had sobbed and cried, and when they finished speaking, they knelt down and wailed loudly, holding the memorial tablet, and the grief was unstoppable.

It was still a few familiar Su Lao who tried to persuade him to stay.

After the crying and consolation stopped, Chen Zhuo continued to sigh: "Since there is a beginning and an end, the south has to start, and the north has to end."

"May I ask Mr. Chen how to accept it?"

"Master Chen, let me tell you quickly, this Jianghu is lonely, and your skills are declining. I heard that you have led the people in the south to do a few big things, and you have raised your face, but the brothers in the Jianghu in the north have not had enough."

"That's right, Master Chen, from now on our brothers will follow your example."

"Let's be blunt!"

……

Chen Zhuo didn't respond immediately, but pondered for a moment, then stared at the crowd again, raised his voice slightly, and said slowly: "There is no north and south in the country, how can China be divided into north and south, please remember, this flag stands for nothing Glory, but to set up a thought for you, when the two big flags can meet and be held by one hand, when will we be worthy of those martial arts seniors who shed blood and comfort their souls in heaven."

Everyone was silent for a while, with complicated emotions and heavy thoughts.

Facing the different expressions, Chen Zhuo added a few more words, "When people are gone, God must stay!"

The soft words lifted the spirits of those who hadn't recovered from the pain of losing their teacher.

"That's right, it's just that you don't know how to meet each other?"

"Don't think that we people can play two sets of fists, but there are not many of us who have read the book, and there are few people who are as enlightened as Wang Wuye. I wonder if Master Chen can speak clearly?"

……

Everyone talked about each other, talking about it.

Chen Zhuo raised his legs, folded his hands on his knees, and said methodically in a low voice: "Okay, since that's the case, Chen will speak up."

He said, "In this battle, both the northern and southern martial arts have been severely injured. Those with a deep foundation can still breathe a sigh of relief, but there are very few disciples in some sects. After this catastrophe, it cannot be said that the inheritance will be broken. The disciples withered. The southern martial arts still suffers the most casualties." Heavy, after discussing with several sect masters and seniors, it is... Bei Fist Nan Chuan."

"North Fist and South Pass?"

Hearing this, some people were surprised and some hesitated.

After all, nowadays there are still sectarian opinions and old-fashioned customs, besides, the northern and southern martial arts have been relatively light since ancient times, and the masters of the northern and southern factions do not know how many times they have fought openly and secretly. pass on to others.

Chen Zhuo seemed to have expected this scene, and nodded towards the people in the front row.

Immediately saw several figures standing up.

"Bagua Sect is willing to send disciples to the south to pass on boxing!"

"Xingyi Gate also counts."

"There is also the Taiji Gate!"

The three figures are Gong Baotian, Shang Yunxiang, and a descendant of Yang style Taijiquan.

Seeing that the three major internal martial arts had spoken, they raised their heads, and the others looked at each other without any hesitation, and voices came out one after another.

"Splitting is one!"

"There are also through-arm doors!"

"Master Chen, since it is for righteousness, the Eagle Claw Gate must not be missing."

……

Chen Zhuo looked around at everyone in the room, his eyes lit up, everyone fell silent immediately, and he said in a deep voice, "Everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient, this matter can't be rushed, since you want to pass the boxing southward, you must be able to hold the scene. And those who are brave and diligent, who have both ability and integrity... I suggest that each school and each faction pick out one or two candidates. In the boxing ring recently, we will take ten places in terms of ability, and the winner will be in command... How about it? "

"That's a good idea, so let's set a date. The Mantis Sect has decided on this quota."

"Who is strong and who is weak, you can only know by comparing."

……

As soon as they heard that they were going to use martial arts to judge the superiority and inferiority, everyone's interest rose again.

"it is good!"

Suddenly someone said excitedly, "Mr. Chen's words today really opened my eyes. They are really bold, big-hearted, and make people's blood boil."

The man stood up and asked each other, looking at the gentleman, "I am the shopkeeper of Huaiqing Yaodian, and I have met all the heroes!"

Chen Zhuo glanced at the other party, then looked at Huo Yuanjia beside this person, together with Huo Yuanjia's father Huo Endi, although he had some guesses in his heart, he still asked, "May I ask what your name is?"

The man smiled, cupped his fists and cupped his hands, "I'm Xia Nong Jinsun!"

　When I finish writing Huo Yuanjia's section, and after writing a few key nodes, I will briefly mention it in the middle, jumping straight to a generation of masters, and explaining that I can almost go to the second world.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)