The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

The beauty of Jiangnan lies in the silent drizzle, the silent blue smoke, the bluestone slabs of the ancient town, and the sound of gurgling water under the small bridge.

The breeze blows gently, the green clouds move, and in the sparse space, you can glimpse the tourists' painted boats.

The gentle breeze rippled the clear water of the river, and the drizzle moistened the willow trees and fertile soil on the bank, intoxicating countless talented men and beautiful women.

Fang Xun walked in the town, admiring the beautiful scenery of the Jiangnan water town.

After crossing a graceful little bridge, you can see pavilions and towers on the distant shore.

One of the buildings, Cangyun Pavilion, is not very eye-catching compared to the other buildings.

But a mountain is famous not because of its height, but because of the immortals living there; a river is magical not because of its depth, but because of the dragons living there.

At this moment, this inconspicuous little attic attracted many eyes because it was Qiao Zhengyang's home.

The Jiangnan martial arts conference, which is held every ten years, will be officially held in half a month.

But at this moment, it has already attracted countless heroes from all over the world to step into this small town on the river bank.

The venue of the conference is held in this small town. It is not a big town and there are many such towns in the south of the Yangtze River.

But the people in this town are not ordinary people.

The street vendors, the waiters in the stalls, the waiters in the inns, the women washing clothes by the river
The residents living in the town all have rosy complexions and look full of energy, and it's obvious at first glance that they have good kung fu skills.

Many warriors who came here for the first time also kept reminding themselves not to cause trouble.

Many of these residents were once famous in the underworld, and their origins were diverse, including gangsters, bandits, disciples of martial arts sects, and even children of aristocratic families.

But they also have one common experience, that is, they were once greatly favored by Qiao Zhengyang.

Xiayi Town was just a small village in the past. Qiao Zhengyang lived a simple life and his residence was just a hut built by the river.

But as his reputation in the martial arts world grew, more and more people who had received his favors came here, willing to work hard for him to repay his kindness.

Qiao Zhengyang could only try to persuade them earnestly, but these people were determined to repay their kindness.

Seeing that Qiao Zhengyang was unwilling to accept him as a servant, he finally settled down here and took over all the sundries in Qiao Zhengyang's home, including firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, and even all the resources needed for cultivation.

Qiao Zhengyang really couldn't resist and could only let it go.

At first there were only a dozen people, but as time went by, more and more warriors who had also received favors came here, and gradually it became the town where thousands of people live and multiply, like a paradise.

"Thousands of martial arts masters have come to him voluntarily to build houses and serve him. The reputation of the hero Qiao is truly well-deserved."

Standing on the small bridge, Dongfang Que looked at the simple Cangyun Pavilion with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

If a person can achieve this, I guess there will be few people in the world who will not admire him.

And Bai Qingmeng also spoke, which was rare.

"People in the world are selfish, but everyone hopes that others are selfless and good people, even the most vicious demons. Who doesn't want the people around them to be good people?"

Fang Xun sniffed the moist air in Xiayi Town and felt his mind open up. He believed that he could not be as good as Qiao Zhengyang, and precisely because he could not do it, he admired him even more.

"I heard that the daughter's red wine aged here is famous in Jiangnan, and it is often worth a lot of money to buy a bottle. If you come to Xiayi Town and don't taste it, it would be a waste of your trip."

The three of them strolled across the bluestone bridge. The street was bustling but not congested.

Although warriors from all over Jiangnan have recently flocked to Xiayi Town, everywhere is filled with all kinds of martial artists carrying swords and knives.

But no matter who it was, even if an argument occurred, they tried their best to remain restrained and did not dare to fight in the town.

After walking for a while, the three of them came to a restaurant. They smelled the aroma of wine from afar, and there was a sign posted at the door: Only one bowl per person.

But unfortunately, the place was already full of people. The aroma of wine was strong and it was also very noisy. Not only were all the seats occupied, but there was also a long queue outside.

The "chivalrous daughter's red wine" that is worth a fortune in the outside world only costs ten taels of silver per bowl here. You can guess with your toes how popular it is.

Seeing this, Fang Xun didn't want to cut in line and immediately sighed.

"Let's come back later and first go check out the conference venue on the island in the middle of the lake outside the town."

Then the three of them walked along the long street for a while, turned right, and saw the official road extending out of the town in the distance.

About ten miles away is a large lake with a small island in the center. The terrain is flat and the view is wide, which is more than enough to accommodate 100,000 people for a conference. It was chosen as the official location for the martial arts conference.

At this time, a number of high platforms, arenas, viewing platforms, and tables and chairs have been set up on the island in the middle of the lake, waiting for all the heroes to arrive on the island in half a month.

Each martial arts conference will be held in the downtown area of ​​the city.

After all, it is inevitable that there will be grudges when fighting in the ring. If the location is set in a busy downtown, if something big goes wrong, not only will all parties be embarrassed, but they will also suffer heavy losses.

“I just don’t know how many people will become famous overnight, and how many will die in this year’s conference.”

Looking at the island in the middle of the lake in the distance, Dongfang Que couldn't help but sigh. Fang Xun smiled and said, "I remember you weren't like this before, but you have changed a lot in the past two years. Not only have you become more human, but you have also become more sentimental."

As he spoke, he also glanced at Bai Qingmeng. The girl had empty eyes and was still in a trance. She usually didn't speak much.

Dongfang Que also turned his gaze to Bai Qingmeng, his eyes full of admiration.

"After meeting Master Bai, I finally understood what a celestial being is, and I also understood my own path. I deeply realized the joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness, the seven emotions and six desires of the mortal world, and transformed them into the hundreds of aspects of the human world. With the human heart, I can understand the heart of heaven, and heaven and man are united."

Dongfang Que possesses the Six Yin Meridians, and his aptitude and talent are rare in the world.

When he was practicing "Golden Silkworm Sunflower" before, Fang Xun relayed some of Dongfang Bubai's insights, and he easily understood some of the principles of the creation of all things by nature.

However, without any teacher to guide him, he could only continue to grope his way on the path to heaven and man alone.

But after learning about the existence of Bai Qingmeng, a living celestial girl, he took the initiative to ask Fang Xun to come to Wuzhou from Jiangzhou, and followed Bai Qingmeng around all day long, and Bai Qingmeng would also give him some pointers from time to time.

With a living celestial being as a reference, although Dongfang Que's progress is not as amazing as Bai Qingmeng's, it is also unstoppable.

He did not imitate Bai Qingmeng completely. Dongfang Que also understood the principle that "those who learn from me will live, and those who imitate me will die."

He used the 72 aspects of Buddhism contained in "The Power of Vajra" as a reference to realize the myriad aspects of the world, and used the human heart to embody the heart of heaven, thus walking his own path.

Two years have passed, and I have become more human.

During the chat, Dongfang Que suddenly let out a light exclamation, pointed at a place on the long street and spoke to the other party quickly.

"Brother Xun, look at that man."

Fang Xun looked as he was told, and saw an old man with a square hat and kind eyes, mixed in with the crowd on the long street, not very noticeable.

As if he had noticed Dongfang Que's gaze, he turned around and looked over.

When he saw Fang Xun and the other two, his expression froze for a moment, but it disappeared in an instant. He nodded to Fang Xun and the other two in a friendly manner and then looked away.

"Bodhi Wonderful Hand Anhuiquan, Brother Xun, I remember that he is also a lay disciple of the Great Zen Temple."

In the underworld, there are many types of people who should not be provoked rashly, among whom beautiful women and doctors are the ones who must not be offended.

The former cannot be offended because you don't know whether among the countless backup people who admire him, there are any masters, or any authentic disciples of big sects with deep backgrounds or children of wealthy families.

The latter is easier to understand. For those who travel around the world, who can guarantee that they won’t get hurt? Who can guarantee that they won’t be poisoned?
The doctor-patient relationship in the medical field is still very harmonious, because no one dares to openly cause trouble for the doctor, otherwise their reputation will be ruined, and they will not be able to find a doctor willing to treat them if they get injured or poisoned in the future.

And An Huiquan, a famous miracle doctor in Jiangnan, not only has superb medical skills, but he is also a great master of Yangshen. Not many people dare to offend him.

However, what Dongfang Que was concerned about was not An Huiquan's identity as a miracle doctor, but his identity as a 'lay disciple of the Great Zen Temple'.

When An Huiquan was young, his family sent him to the Dachan Temple in Yuzhou, where he became a disciple of a senior monk in the Yaowang Temple. Although he was not ordained as a monk and was only a lay disciple, he not only learned superb medical skills, but also acquired some martial arts knowledge from the temple.

After completing his studies and leaving the mountain, An Hui's family encountered misfortune and they moved to the south of the Yangtze River.

An Huiquan also made a name for himself in Jiangnan with the medical skills he learned from the Medicine King Academy of the Great Zen Temple. He saved countless lives and earned the reputation of "Bodhi Magic Hands".

There are less than a handful of people in the whole of Jiangnan who can match his medical skills.

Dongfang Que knew that there was still an old grudge between Xun Ge'er and the Dachan Temple from three years ago, so he paid more attention to An Huiquan.

Fang Xun smiled and said, "What happened back then has become a trivial matter now. With my current strength and status, I guess the Great Zen Temple will not want to escalate the situation further and will tend to settle it peacefully."

Back then, Wei Lin had originally told Fang Xun that he only needed to repel Ma Yu and protect the Li family.

But once the fight really starts, how can it be so easy to control?
If Fang Xun had held back and not killed Ma Yu, he would have been the one to die. Of course, it was impossible for him to talk about martial ethics at a life-and-death moment.

It is hard to tell who is right or wrong in this matter, but the feud has indeed been created.

But three years later, Fang Xun's reputation rose rapidly. He not only became one of the most famous Yangshen masters in the world, but also became the husband of the King of Yue.

He estimated that as long as the top leaders of Dachan Temple were not crazy, they would be more inclined to find a way out at the Jiangnan Martial Arts Conference and settle this feud peacefully.

Dongfang Que also chuckled after hearing this: "Xun Ge'er is right. He is just a lay disciple at the Tongmai Realm. Besides, they are not in the right in this matter. If we continue to argue, we will only make a fool of ourselves."

As they were talking, there was a sudden commotion in the distance, and Fang Xun saw that an elegant yet grand restaurant on the street was suddenly crowded.

Immediately, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.

"Dead!"

At this moment, it was like a spark falling into a boiling oil pan. With a bang, all the warriors on the street swarmed towards the restaurant.

This originally quiet and peaceful town like a paradise suddenly became a mess.

Fang Xun and the other two looked at each other and followed forward to see what was going on.

At the critical moment when the martial arts conference was about to be held, a murder case suddenly broke out in Xiayi Town. It was not a good sign no matter how you looked at it. (End of this chapter)