Reflect the world

Chapter 151 Hero Conference ([-]rd update)

The qi and blood in the body were surging, and the dragon in the heart uttered a loud and clear long moan, and Tang Xuanming felt a hot current rushing from head to toe.

There is no discomfort in every limb, and there is a crackling sound like a firecracker exploding in the body.

The flesh and bones are all changing, not like the pain when he entered the door when he was in Qin Shimingyue, nor the torment when he suddenly merged with the majestic energy above the altar.

The Ant Emperor's practice has been introduced several times, but this is the first time he has slowly started, and the taste is quite different from before.

Without the previous violence, this entry seemed more relaxed and easy.

Elevating one's body bit by bit, it seems extremely smooth and natural.

When it is really successful, it is also extremely comfortable and at ease.

It was the No. 13 day when he left Lin'an City, and four of the dozens of horse-drawn carriages following him were already empty. As his physique became stronger and his energy and blood became more and more powerful, his understanding of these medicinal materials The higher the demand.

He suspected that Da Song's hundreds of years of precious medicinal materials might at most allow him to condense leopard prints, and he couldn't do it at a higher level.

"The wolf pattern in this world is equivalent to more than [-]% of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu. Reaching that level is enough to be invincible in the world. There is no need to pursue higher levels. As long as you can kill Kublai Khan..."

As they got closer to Xiangyang City, there were more and more people from all walks of life with swords and swords around them. Guo Jing, the city lord of Xiangyang City, posted a hero post.

He himself is a top-notch martial arts expert in the Central Plains, and he can even overthrow the entire Quanzhen by himself.

In addition, Huang Rong, the leader of the beggar gang, is his wife, so the status of the whole person is very important in the world, not to mention unmatched, it is almost the same.

Given his age, there is no one in the entire world who can match him.

Not to mention that Huang Rong's father was Huang Yaoshi, one of the Five Wonders of the Central Plains, a mythical figure who would fascinate people in the Jianghu.

No matter who is interested in Guo Jing's ambition to defend the city to the death, most people from the Jianghu are willing to attend the banquet that is said to be a gathering of all the people from the Jianghu. Meeting Guo Jing and Guo Daxia is also a skill, which can make people look at each other with admiration.

Tang Xuanming was going to participate in the hero meeting, but not for the so-called leader of the martial arts.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he called out to the cavalry general who had been lingering by his side, not far away, and the commander of the imperial forest army who was always waiting for orders: "Dong Jian, bring me an invitation to the hero meeting."

"Yes! The general will send someone to Xiangyang City to ask the Lord of Xiangyang City for an invitation."

Tang Xuanming nodded, and bumped in the carriage for more than ten days. Although he was practicing most of the time, he still felt a little bored in his heart.

He simply got out of the carriage and rode a war horse, which surprised Dong Jian, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army.

"Unexpectedly, adults can ride horses?"

Tang Xuanming couldn't help but smile when he thought of the leaders of the Mohists who served as his masters in Qin Shimingyue, as well as the sword master.

But thinking of Pi Lin and the others who didn't know whether they were alive or dead in the wilderness, his expression quickly returned to calm, and he said, "Speed ​​up, I want to go to Xiangyang City to see what the Lord Guo, who was criticized by countless people, looks like?"

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The Heroes Conference not only called on countless martial arts people to resist Mongolia, but also a time when the new and old leaders of the Beggar Clan were changing. Therefore, the entire Xiangyang City was full of poorly dressed beggars, just like countless refugees emerging during a famine.

But when Tang Xuanming walked into this important military town, this was what he saw.

And Dong Jian, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, saw another scene.

The walls of Xiangyang City are tall and thick, and the guards are vigilant, with a vague murderous look, obviously they are good fighters.

The soldiers guarding the city gate are strong and well-equipped. This is an extremely different scene in the Song Dynasty army, which often falsely reports the number of soldiers and secretly sells their weapons.

"My lord, the invitation has been received."

"Well, then you all will follow my instructions. I'm going to Lujiazhuang to watch the Heroes Conference."

Tang Xuanming got off his horse and quickly blended into the crowd.

There was a long sword obliquely pinned to his waist. It was simple in style, and looked not much different from the martial arts people around him who were preparing to participate in the hero meeting with guns and swords.

His face is young, and his clothes are very ordinary. Although the clothes are luxurious, there are no calluses on his arms and hands caused by martial arts.

You can pay attention to the simple long sword at the waist, but the scabbard is made of wood. Many people in the Jianghu who were attracted by him curled their lips in disdain when they saw this.

Even the scabbard is made of wood, let alone the sword inside.

In addition, when Tang Xuanming participated in such a grand event as the Wulin Conference, there were no family elders around him. Although his appearance was not sloppy, his appearance was still handsome, which attracted many chivalrous women from all walks of life to turn their heads back frequently.

But Lao Youzi, who has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, can tell at a glance that this is a down-and-out rivers and lakes ranger. He borrowed a set of luxurious clothes from somewhere, and is going to eat and drink at the hero meeting.

Every time the rivers and lakes conference is held, there are many such characters.

Some elders of the family looked at Tang Xuanming with wise eyes, and taught the juniors around him: "Don't be attracted by the luxurious clothes of that young man, and don't look at the simple shape of the long sword around the young man's waist, thinking that he has an extraordinary life experience, a family heirloom Yuanyuan, this is a down and out Jianghu ranger."

"how come?"

The young disciple felt that Tang Xuanming had an extraordinary demeanor and was very extravagant, and thought it was the young hero from that family who was going out to make friends.

The old man stroked the beard on his chin, and said leisurely: "You have to see people thoroughly."

"Please call third uncle!"

The young man with the long knife asked respectfully, this attitude made the old man nod his head secretly, and commented carefully: "Look at the young man's clothes, it seems to be the silk and satin specially provided by the royal shop that the princes and nobles in Lin'an City are after. I can’t afford to wear it at all, and I dare not wear it.”

The boy was startled and said, "It's so precious, so isn't his identity?"

The old man shook his head with a smile and said: "No, no, a set of clothes custom-made by Wang's shop needs at least ten taels of gold, and there is no market. Ordinary people are not qualified to wear them, nor can they afford them."

"But it is precisely because of this that countless clothing shops imitate that style and provide it to the mediocre literati."

"If he was in Lin'an City at the foot of the emperor, I would naturally think it was true if he wore such a suit, but this is already a border gate far away from the imperial city. How could such good clothes be passed down here?"

Speaking of this, the old man shook his head and said, "Based on this alone, I can judge that this is just a low-level ranger from a down-and-out family."

"So it is!"

The old man's voice was not low, and he did not hide it, and even increased the volume on purpose.

The young heroes and girls who had originally looked at Tang Xuanming with curiosity suddenly turned into disdain, and they didn't bother to look at the young man any more.

(End of this chapter)