Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 168 Hero Conference ([-])
After making arrangements, Long Peng brought Su Quan and several personal guards to the manor at the foot of Naxian Mountain.

This manor was originally huge, but now it has become very cramped due to the surging crowd. Long Peng walked in front, the mask on his face was faintly glowing with a cold light, and the invisible true energy flowed around him, the group of heroes involuntarily stepped aside down a trail.

"Big...cough cough...my lord, why are you here suddenly?"

A disciple of the Divine Cult who covered his face in a black robe came over and asked doubtfully,
"Come and have a look."

Long Peng said lightly, looked around, nodded secretly, and said, "You guys continue to hide."

"Yes."

Long Peng nodded slightly, then strode towards the Wanfeng Courtyard ahead, and immediately saw two disciples of the Beggar Clan crossing their arms to obstruct him. They saw Long Peng's luxurious clothes and extraordinary temperament, and said hesitantly, "This young master is... ..."

"I'm Lin Qiye of the Wuliang Sword Sect. The next few are my juniors and juniors. Because of the long distance, I accidentally delayed this. I would like to ask the two brothers to make it easier for me."

With a smile in his voice, Long Peng took out the invitation card from his arms and handed it over.

"This……"

The two Beggar Clan disciples received the invitation, nodded, looked Long Peng and the others up and down for a while, and asked, "Why are you wearing a mask..."

Long Peng already had an excuse, his eyes trembled, and he sighed, "I suffered a fire at home when I was young, although I saved my life, but my face... I don't care if I don't say it... Sigh..."

"That's it... Brother Lin, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

The two disciples of the beggar gang suddenly realized that, with apologetic faces, they returned the invitation card, seeing that there were not many people with him, they nodded.

"Brother Lin, come in quickly."

"Thank you."

Long Peng arched his hands and stepped into the other courtyard with his back straight. Su Quan and others followed quickly, and after a while they saw the two fiercely fighting on the stage of heroes in front of them.

Looking at the woman in white who looked like a flying fairy, Long Peng was a little taken aback, and couldn't help frowning after seeing her fall into a disadvantage.

"Sir, sir?"

Seeing that his heels were rooted, Su Quan remained motionless, feeling puzzled, followed his gaze, and saw the lithe, agile woman in white, stunned for a moment, feeling ashamed, Sighed, "There are women like this in this world, I'm afraid they came from heaven..."

"Come with me."

Long Peng looked around, found the place where Lin Pingzhi was sitting, nodded slightly, and strode over. Immediately, he saw a tall middle-aged man in white coming up to him. He looked surprised and lowered his head slightly. He asked, "Mr. Long, why did you come here suddenly?"

At this moment, the audience's focus was on the Qunying Stage, but no one paid attention to their side.

"Come and have a look, White Dragon Envoy don't need to panic."

Long Peng waved his hand and walked towards Lin Pingzhi in a few steps.

It was very comfortable to see a pretty young daughter-in-law sitting beside him, serving him grapes.

"Hey... Lin Pingzhi, you are having a good life..."

Lin Pingzhi was stunned for a moment, and immediately wanted to stand up, but was held down by Long Peng's shoulders, unable to move, and said calmly, "Go ahead, I'll just watch from behind."

Lin Pingzhi rolled his throat for a few counts, nodded, and uttered a word, "En."

"Pingzhi, who is he?"

Seeing Long Peng leaning against the maple leaf tree without any image, with a chic posture, the little daughter-in-law couldn't help asking.

"You shouldn't ask, don't ask." Lin Pingzhi looked cold.

"I…"

The little daughter-in-law was a little aggrieved, tears were faintly visible in her eyes, "I...I know..."

The place where the Wuyue Sword League is located.

Ning Zhong gritted his teeth, with a resentful expression on his face, Linghu who was sitting next door stared at him bewilderedly, drinking non-stop, as if everyone was awake and I was drunk alone.

"Brother Chong..."

Ren Yingying, who was disguised as a little nun, looked at her, feeling sad in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She pressed Linghu Chong's arm, and softly advised, "Brother Chong, alcohol is bad for your health, don't drink it."

Linghu Chongjian frowned, turned to look at the beauty beside him, and sighed softly.

"Okay... listen to you, stop drinking."

Ren Yingying was a little happy when she heard the words, but immediately felt that she was really hopeless.

She was originally a person with a lot of thoughts, and at this moment, she no longer knew how many things she was thinking about and how many emotions were surging through her mind.

"Yingying, that person seems to have a good relationship with Lin Pingzhi just now, what do you know?"

Ren Yingying was startled, her thoughts gradually settled down, and she looked over from a distance.

"This Lin Pingzhi hasn't seen anyone since the 'Songshan Conference', and he only showed up in the past few days. The person wearing the mask just now should be someone he has known during this time. As for who it is, we have to wait and see Check it out."

Linghu Chong nodded, hesitated, and suddenly asked, "Yingying, do you think he is that 'Blood Guanyin'?"

Ren Yingying immediately cheered up, stared at Long Peng for a while, shook her head and sighed.

"Physically, this person is taller, so he shouldn't be that big devil."

"Brother Chong, it is said that the man surnamed Long has a strange poison in his body, and he will die soon.

I didn't believe it at first, but he hasn't shown his face in the arena for almost a year, and he is probably busy looking for someone to continue his life. "

Ren Yingying was talking, her pupils were slightly red, and there seemed to be killing intent gushing out of her body, she said angrily, "It's hateful, I can't kill him with my own hands! It's really cheap for him!!"

"Yingying..."

Linghu Chong took her white and delicate hand, and said softly, "Don't be angry, we will find him anyway."

……

Under the maple tree.

Long Peng drank the wine calmly and looked at the white shadow on the stage who looked like a flying fairy. The two people on the stage had already exchanged dozens of moves. , there is no meaning of defeat for the time being.

"Sister's martial arts has improved a lot, and the shadow of the Xiaoyao School can be seen faintly. It seems that Senior Wu Yazi has given some pointers..."

Thinking like this, Long Peng looked sideways at Wu Yazi, and saw him raising his eyebrows towards him, his expression looked a little smug, as if he was saying: How are you doing?Is the old man teaching well?
"Ah--"

Long Peng chuckled, the corners of his lips curled up, raised his glass with one hand, saluted from a distance, and said two words softly, "Thank you."

"Stinky boy..."

Wu Yazi cursed with a smile, his eyes were full of smiles, he seemed to be in a good mood, and he also drank a glass of wine.

Qunyingtai.

"Hide what!!"

Jinlun Fawang couldn't take Xiaolongnv down for a long time, he couldn't get over his face, he yelled violently, the floor under his feet was cracked, and his whole body was killed like a cannonball.

Xiao Longnu was slightly startled, and felt that she was no match for a head-on confrontation, so she thought of repeating the old trick and dodged it, never thinking that Jinlun Fawang seemed to have expected it long ago, and sealed her retreat with the "Turning Wheel Dafa" in advance, forcing her to retreat. She was head-to-head with herself.

The spinning wheels fluttering in the sky, buzzing, come from all directions, and there is no way to retreat.

Xiao Longnu resisted with all her strength, and the white silk in her sleeves was broken inch by inch. Under Jinlun Fawang's continuous attack, she was like a grass in the rainstorm, as if she would be submerged in the next moment.

"Hahaha……"

Jinlun Fawang grinned grinningly, and stepped forward, his palms flying like a spinning iron wheel with a palpitating sharpness.

"Auntie, be careful!!"

Yang Guo was shocked, he didn't care about the rules of martial arts competitions, he ran out and blocked Xiao Longnu.

"Good boy, die!!" Jinlun Fawang continued to inflict poison without hesitation.

"Come on!"

"Come on!!"

……

Several calls sounded.

"See the dragon in the field!!!"

Guo Jing was so furious that he leaped high into the sky, and after a roar, he heard the dragon chant of "Ang, Ang..." and charged behind Jinlun Fawang.

"Ok?"

The Golden Wheel Dharma King was horrified, he quickly withdrew his hands, and cast the "Turning Wheel Dafa" to protect the five rounds of gold, silver, copper, iron, and lead in front of his body. The magic pestle in his hand continued to shine coldly, and met the golden dragon in the void. .

bang——

dusty.

The two of Xiao Longnv were very close, they couldn't help backing away from the aftermath, their clothes fluttered and their hair danced wildly.

Xiao Longnv didn't care, she looked at Yang Guo's bloody palms, her eyes were slightly red.

"After a while..."

"Auntie, I'm fine."

Yang Guo smiled foolishly, and put his bloody hands behind his back, not wanting to make her worry.

I saw an old man in white floating over, he glanced at the two of them, "Little girl, don't stay here."

Seeing Wu Yazi appear, Xiao Longnv was startled, a little surprised, "Are you here too?"

The corner of Wu Yazi's mouth twitched, speechless in his heart: Little ancestor, you just saw it?
He glanced sideways at Guo Jing and Guo Jing who were still in a stalemate, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, let's step down first."

"Auntie, who is he?"

Yang Guo stared at Wu Yazi very vigilantly, subconsciously protecting Xiao Longnu.

Wu Yazi raised his eyebrows, "Little guy, you need to practice for ten years if you want to fight this old man."

Yang Guo didn't speak, but a golden needle as thin as a cow's hair protruded from his fingertip.

——Jade bee needle.

Xiao Longnu took his arm and explained softly, "Guoer, this old man is called Wu Yazi, he saved my life and Grandma Sun's, he is not a bad person."

Yang Guo was stunned for a moment, and quickly said, "Auntie, have you ever been injured? When did it happen? How are you doing now..."

……

The two walked down the Qunying Terrace arm in arm, acting intimately as if there was no one else around.

Wu Yazi nodded slightly, looked sideways at Long Peng, blinked his eyes, and gave a "reassuring" look.

bang——

There was another shocking bang, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and Guo Jing's figure in mid-air turned several times to relieve his force and landed on the ground. Slow down.

Guo Jing put his palms behind his back, trembling slightly, his metacarpals hurt, bloodstains could be seen faintly, and he didn't say a word.

Huang Rong had a delicate mind, and when she realized something was wrong, she immediately said, "My lord, this contest should be won by our side."

"Guangzhu Huang is right, my aunt won this martial arts competition, so the position of the leader of the martial arts should belong to my aunt and me!!"

Yang Guo was not an easy-going lamp either, seeing Jinlun Fawang's face flushed and throat wriggling, he knew that he was forcibly suppressing his injuries, and immediately jumped onto the Qunying Stage again.

"Hey, hey, big monk, did you say something?"

"You are not talking, but even if you recognize it..."

"I counted dozens, ten, nine, eight, seven six five four three two one!! Well, you lose!!!"

Yang Guo counted circles around Jinlun Fawang, slowly at first, then speeded up suddenly, and laughed loudly, "My aunt is the leader of the martial arts alliance!!"

Xiao Longnv watched and smiled, her expression gentle.

"puff--"

Jinlun Fawang was so angry that he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of old blood after all. Seeing this, his disciple Daerba hurried up to support him, "Master..."

"Ah."

Jinlun Fawang raised his hand, interrupted him, and stared at Yang Guo fiercely, "Little urchin, good eloquence..."

Yang Guo wasn't angry either, he cupped his hands pretendingly.

"Hey, it's a big deal."

"Humph!"

Jinlun Fawang snorted coldly, and didn't want to talk nonsense with Yang Guo, he just felt that he had surrendered his identity, he wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and said in a deep voice, "This time, a villain sneaked up on me, and I was injured. However, the old monk has always followed his word, unlike some villains who like to attack and backtrack.

Since the little girl survived a hundred tricks in the hands of the old monk, the old monk lost. "

What Jinlun Fawang said, the people in the martial arts present here had flushed cheeks, feeling embarrassed.

"Cough cough..."

Huang Rong coughed twice, her expression remained the same, she said with a light smile, "Even so, it's up to you whether to go or stay, Master."

"Ha ha……"

Jinlun Fawang smiled, with a cold expression on his face, "Don't worry, Chief Huang..."

Huang Rong froze for a moment, feeling uneasy.

"Master, what does this mean? Could it be that you want to break your promise?"

"Boss Huang misunderstood..."

Before Jinlun Fawang could speak, he heard a clear neutral voice coming from a distance.

Then I saw a handsome man with jade body and picturesque eyes, walking in surrounded by men in black.

He was waving his folding fan, and with a chic posture, he sat on the grand master's chair brought by his subordinates.

"Guangzhu Huang, isn't it a martial arts competition on behalf of the masters to determine the position of the leader of the martial arts?

It just so happens that my son has a few friends from the same school who are also interested in the position of the leader of the martial arts, so let them try it too. "

"Where did you come from?"

"That's right, you don't recognize you, what's your name here? Get lost!"

……

Before Huang Rong could open her mouth, someone in the courtyard had already started yelling.

But seeing that noble young master's posture was calm, he just stared at Huang Rong indifferently, as if he was waiting for her to speak.

"Everyone, be quiet! Be quiet! Let Chief Huang say a few words?"

The head of the East Beggar Gang, Xie Feng, pressed his hand, turned to look at Huang Rong, and saw her stepping forward, staring at the noble young master from afar.

"Dare to ask who is your friend? What sect and sect do you come from?"

"Our martial arts leader must be respected and respected to fight against the Tartars. Not just anyone can be."

"Oh, really?"

The noble young man tapped his head with a fan in some doubts, then turned his eyes to look at the two of Xiao Longnv, although he had been watching for a while, when they saw each other again, he was still amazed.

He thought to himself that he had seen quite a few stunning beauties in the palace, and his own appearance was also rare in the world.

But I have never seen such a fairy posture, so ethereal, like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world.

"Cough cough..."

The young master coughed twice, and came back to his senses, "I just saw that girl got the first place for the time being.

But that girl is young, and I have never heard of the name, so I don't think she is a person of high morals and prestige, right? "

Huang Rong's complexion changed slightly, she thought for a while, and continued, "How do you know that Miss Long is not Miss Long?"

Your young master took a step forward, waved his folding fan, and said with a faint smile, "How does Chief Huang know that I don't know?"

The two faced each other.

The surroundings also gradually became quiet, needles could be heard, and swords were drawn.

(End of this chapter)