Hang up from apprentice Li Mochou

Dashengguan, Lujiazhuang.

This was originally an inaccessible mountain villa, but in the past few months, countless heroes and heroes have arrived. Although the villa is large, it is already packed to the brim.

Everywhere you look, there are lights and decorations everywhere. The main hall, front hall, back hall, wing hall, and flower hall are all put to use, and the martial arts people who are present are sitting there.

If anyone who is familiar with the affairs of the rivers and lakes looks at it, they will find that almost half of the famous heroes in the rivers and lakes have arrived.

This kind of banquet has almost never been heard of in the past hundred years. If Guo Jing and Huang Rong had not had great prestige in the martial arts world, had a wide network of friends, and were admired by heroes all over the world, they would never have been able to invite so many people.

At this time, it was almost time for the agreed-upon Heroes Conference. Guo Jing and Huang Rong were accompanying the guests of honor and were located in the main hall. In addition, there was also the newly appointed leader of the Beggar Clan, Lu Youjiao.

Lu Youjiao had officially taken over as the leader of the Beggar Clan some time ago. After a few months, both the dirty clothes and clean clothes factions in the Beggar Clan were convinced, and the entire Beggar Clan was gradually on the right track.

Seeing the lively atmosphere in the hall, Lu Youjiao glanced at Huang Rong imperceptibly, secretly channeled his inner energy, and said loudly: "Fellow fellow gangsters, I met Old Gang Leader Hong a few days ago. He has an order for me. convey."

The Beggar Clan disciples present suddenly heard the news about Hong Qigong, and they were all ecstatic. Someone shouted loudly: "I wish Old Clan Master Hong well!"

The disciples of the Beggar Clan shouted together, their voices reaching into the sky. The shouts came and went, and it took a long time for them to stop.

Lu Youjiao continued: "About a year ago, the old gang leader appeared in Guangnan, where he killed many bullies who brought harm to the country and the people."

"Then he personally went after the Five Ugly Tibetans who were ordered by the Mongolian Tatars to kill indiscriminately and mutilate Zhongliang."

At this time, someone stood up suddenly and said: "The five ugly men in Tibet were very rampant a year ago and caused a lot of blood debts, but in the past six months, I have never heard from them again. I think it was the old gang leader who brought them Killed."

Hearing this, the Beggar Clan disciples and the heroes watching the ceremony all cheered and applauded.

Hong Qigong was a man of chivalry and righteousness throughout his life, and many people present had a deep connection with him. His prestige and reputation were so high that most people could not imagine.

Seeing the lively atmosphere, Lu Youjiao took the opportunity to say: "I met the old gang leader a few days ago. He said: The world is in chaos right now. The Mongolian Tatars are gradually invading south and eating away at our Song Dynasty. Everyone in our gang must be careful Maintain loyalty, swear to kill the enemy, and resist foreign aggression."

When the Beggar Clan disciples heard this, they all stood up and echoed loudly, with excited expressions and no objections.

Lu Youji pressed his hands, letting everyone gradually calm down, and then continued: "Now that the government is in chaos and treacherous ministers are in power, if you want to rely on those dignitaries who plunder the people's wealth and covet comfort and enjoyment to protect the country, it is obvious that It can’t be done.”

"Nowadays, Mongolian Dazi is becoming more and more rampant. Hundreds of thousands of troops are attacking in an all-out way. Seeing that our Han people are about to be trampled by the Mongolian cavalry, at this time, everyone of us must be willing to sacrifice our lives for the country."

"The old gang leader ordered me to encourage all my good brothers to keep in mind the word 'loyalty'."

All the Beggar Clan disciples present responded with a roar, shouting in unison: "I will obey the teachings of Old Gang Leader Hong to the death."

The other heroes around them couldn't help but admire them when they saw the Beggar Clan disciples working so hard for loyalty and justice.

At this time, Lu Youjiao raised a glass of wine from the side and said loudly to the heroes present: "Now the Mongolian Tatars are coming fiercely. According to the news I have received, this time even the Mongolian Khan Wokuotai personally came to Lead the troops and go to war."

"It is impossible to withstand the enemy's offensive with just the strength of our Beggar Gang. When this country is in crisis, all the heroes gather here again. It is a good opportunity for everyone to discuss a countermeasure to repel the Mongolian Tatars. Let them never dare to invade our country again."

As soon as he finished speaking, some people in the world stood up and spoke. Every word they said was a denunciation of the Mongolian Tatars.

In fact, most of the people walking around the world are bloody men. Now that they see the decline of the country, like the sunset on the west mountain, a disaster is imminent, and knowledgeable people have already been secretly worried.

As soon as Lu Youjiao said this, he hit the mark and responded without hesitation.

Huang Rong had already expected such a scene. She had already arranged for people to respond in advance and mobilize the atmosphere of heroes present.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Lu You's footsteps sounded like loud bells and he said: "As the saying goes, a snake cannot move without a head. We have no ambition of loyalty. Without a leader, great things will be difficult to achieve."

"Heroes from all over the world are gathered here today. In my opinion, it is better for you to nominate a hero who is highly respected and convinced by everyone. Let him take the lead and become the leader of the martial arts alliance, so as to command the heroes to fight against the Tatars together."

At this time, the atmosphere was really heated. Those people were excited and cheered in unison. Some even laughed and said: "There is no need to recommend others, it would be great if Leader Lu would be the leader of the martial arts alliance."

Lu Youjiao quickly waved his hands and said with a smile: "What kind of hero am I, an old beggar?"

"The real peerless masters in the world today are none other than Dongxie, Xidu, Southern Emperor, and Northern Beggar with their magical powers."

"Zhongyin Chongyang Zhenren has been away for many years, Dongxie Huang Island Master lives alone, and Xidu Ouyang Feng is wild and rebellious. He is not a member of my generation."

"The Southern Emperor is far away in Dali, and he is not a commoner of the Song Dynasty."

"Even if we really want to elect the leader of the martial arts alliance, the most qualified person in the world should be Mr. Hong."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present applauded.

With Hong Qigong's prestige in the martial arts world, even if he really became the leader of the martial arts alliance, no one would have any objections. Even those with ulterior motives would not be able to find a reason to shirk his position.

Under the public's expectation, everyone will follow.

However, while the people in the arena were having a heated discussion, an old and loud voice suddenly came from outside the gate. The voice seemed to be very far away, but it resounded in everyone's ears very clearly.

"Since we want to call on the heroes of the world to jointly fight against the Mongolian Tatars, why should we only call on the heroes of the Central Plains?"

"Although our country, Dali, is located in a corner, how can we not understand the principle of death and coldness of lips and teeth?"

"I came here uninvited, I hope you won't be surprised."

Everyone looked towards the place where the sound came from, and saw a monk wearing coarse cloth robes slowly walking from the gate. This man's two long white eyebrows drooped from the corners of his eyes, and he had kind eyes.

Although the clothes are simple, there is a vague sense of grace and luxury.

Seeing the person who appeared, not to mention the heroes present, even Guo Jing, Huang Rong and Lu Youjiao were alarmed. They no longer dared to sit back and watch, and quickly got up and stepped forward to greet him.

"Junior has met Master Yideng."

"I've met Emperor Duan."

"I've met Senior Nan Di."

The person who dedicated his life was none other than Duan Zhixing, known as Nandi. After becoming a monk, this person had a dharma title and became one of the top martial arts masters today.

As soon as this person appeared, all the martial arts heroes present stood up and bowed their heads. The scene was very grand.

"You don't need to be so polite, get up quickly." Master Yideng waved his hand and said: "I have ignored the affairs of the world for many years, but not long ago, I suddenly received news that a Mongolian master was coming to fight with us in the Central Plains. The heroes discuss the truth."

"If Mongolia loses this debate, it will not invade the south again within ten years."

"If the Central Plains is defeated, ten cities will be massacred." "Although I converted to Buddhism, I can't just watch tens of thousands of innocent people die under the butcher's knife, so I came here specially."

"Is there such a thing?" Guo Jing and Huang Rong looked at each other and felt very strange.

They had never heard of the news Master Yideng said, and they were even surprised and surprised by the sudden appearance of this senior.

However, before everyone could reminisce about the past and discuss the details of the incident, a horn suddenly sounded outside the gate, followed by the sound of intermittent banging on the rock.

Everyone looked back and saw dozens of strange-looking foreigners who did not look like the Han people in the Central Plains. They were surrounded by a tall and thin monk wearing a red monk's robe and walked into the gate.

Next to the red-robed monk, there is a young woman. She is wrapped in gauze. Her fair and greasy skin is looming, and the undulations are extremely moving. Especially her bare feet on the ground, but they are not stained by any dust. , like a fairy descending from the nine heavens.

There is a pair of golden bells hanging on his arms, which make a tinkling sound when his heart beats, making it even more captivating.

If Lu Nianchou were here, he would be able to tell at a glance that the woman is Mrs. Miaoyu, the Right Messenger of Light, who has not dedicated her life in the world for a long time.

I don't know how many of the heroes present had their eyes on this beautiful woman, but Guo Jing and Huang Rong looked at each other and then looked at the red-robed monk.

They have long heard that the martial arts of XZ Tantric Sect are different from those in the Central Plains. When one reaches a very high level, the top door will be slightly dented.

This red-robed monk is deeply troubled, and he must have practiced the martial arts of the XZ Tantric Sect to an extremely profound and unpredictable level.

Both of them couldn't help but feel wary.

Guo Jing was the organizer of this heroes conference. When he saw guests coming, he took the initiative to greet them and said: "You have come from afar, please come and have a few drinks."

He knew that these people came with bad intentions, so he just said so, but did not order his servants to open a new table or rearrange the dishes.

Mrs. Miaoyu, who was next to the red-robed monk, chuckled and said, "Master, I will introduce you to the famous heroes from the Central Plains..."

The red-robed monk nodded and glanced at Guo Jing and Master Nandi Yideng.

Mrs. Miaoyu said: "That monk with long eyebrows is one of the five great masters in the Central Plains, the peerless master Yideng who is called the Southern Emperor by the world."

"The couple beside him are Guo Jing, the now famous and powerful hero in the world, and Gang Leader Huang of the Beggar Clan."

"This hero Guo Jingguo was once the golden sword consort of our Mongolian country. He also served as the marshal of our right army in the Western Expedition of Mongolia. He has a close relationship with our Mongolian country."

"And the woman beside him is his wife and the leader of the largest beggar gang in the world today."

The red-robed monk and Yideng looked at each other and knew that the person in front of them was definitely a formidable enemy.

When he heard that the Golden Sword Prince Consort was the Marshal of the Right Army of the Mongolian Western Expedition, his pupils shone brightly and he stared at Guo Jing for a long time.

He actually paid more attention to it than he did to Nan Di.

But he didn't take the so-called leader of the Beggar Clan, Huang Rong, seriously at all.

After introducing these three people, Mrs. Miaoyu didn't pay attention to the others at all. She just chuckled and her voice echoed throughout the hall.

"The person next to me is XZ Saint Monk, who is respectfully known as Jinlun Dharma King. The current Queen of Mongolia is named the First Protector of the Country."

After the heroes present heard this, almost everyone was stunned.

They were just discussing how to resist the Mongolian Tatars, but unexpectedly the Mongolian protector mage suddenly broke in.

Master Yideng set his sights on Jinlun Dharma King. He recalled the news that someone suddenly conveyed to him not long ago. He thought that it might have something to do with this person.

I just don’t know why this Jinlun Dharma King took the initiative to lead me to this great victory.

Is he really confident that he can deal with all the heroes present with his own strength?

He was secretly puzzled. Others didn't know, but he knew very well that Hong Qigong, the Northern Beggar, was also nearby, but he just didn't show up.

As for Huang Laoxie, whom I haven't seen for a long time, it seems that he has been around here before.

With so many peerless masters present, no matter how high the martial arts of Jin Lun Dharma King is, what will happen?

Although he thought so, Yideng still felt vaguely uneasy in his heart, feeling that something was wrong.

Mrs. Miaoyu looked at the various expressions of the martial arts heroes present, and many people were even stunned on the spot, not knowing how to respond for a while.

She ignored everyone, a smile appeared on her fair and charming face, and she said with a chuckle: "Most of the heroes in the world today are gathered here. This is a rare event in a hundred years."

"Now it is such a grand event. I just heard outside the door that you want to nominate a martial arts leader, so I came to the door as an uninvited guest."

Lu Youjiao on the side said loudly, "That's true, but we have already elected the leader of the Beggar Clan, Mr. Hong, as the leader of the martial arts alliance..."

But before he could finish his words, Mrs. Wanyu sneered and said, "You old beggar, why do you have to bully me? I heard you clearly outside the door. You just started talking."

"Hong Qigong himself is not here, and Nan Emperor is here. How can you decide the position of leader of the martial arts alliance just by yourself?"

"Even if you really recommend Hong Qigong as the leader of the martial arts alliance, you should at least let him show up to meet you."

"I would like to weigh him and see if he is qualified to sit as the leader of the martial arts alliance!"

As soon as this statement came out, all the heroes roared in unison, especially the members of the Beggar Sect, who were extremely angry and shouted one after another.

Lu Youjiao raised the dog-beating stick twice to silence the Beggar Clan disciples present, and said in a deep voice: "Old Gang Leader, he travels all over the world and his whereabouts are unpredictable. You say you want to see him, can you see him so easily?"

"The old gang leader is highly respected and respected by everyone in the world. If you dare to speak rudely again, don't blame me for being rude."

Mrs. Miaoyu couldn't help laughing, "Even if Hong Qigong himself is present, I still dare to speak out."

"How can his martial arts be compared to the Protector of Mongolia?"

"Other than King Jinlun, there is no other person who is worthy of the position of leader of the martial arts alliance in the world today."

Just as Mrs. Miaoyu finished speaking, a burst of hearty laughter suddenly came from the dialect not far away.

"I'm an old beggar, so naturally I'm not qualified to be the leader of a martial arts alliance, but I'm not a cat or a dog either."

(End of this chapter)