Chapter 101: Famous Scenes of Various Factions in the Jianghu
“How is this arranged? It’s such a mess. Why should my Welding Knife Faction be ranked after the Rookie Faction? I, the deputy head of the Welding Knife Faction, killed someone single-handedly three months ago. Joining the new school, he At that time, there were three hundred and eighty-seven people in the rookie sect. How dare one of them fart?"
Before the hour arrived, a total of eighty-nine guests from the twenty-seven sects and various martial arts groups had arrived. Arrived with longing and passion.
Qin Yuliu, Master Li and the other two masters also wore brand-new Confucian robes and sat cross-legged in the corner to accompany them.
At the same time, all ninety-two students of Qiugong Pavilion arrived. .
In the overall order, because Qiugong Pavilion itself is the host and can view the wordless monument at any time, naturally it is at the back or on both sides. The seven people from Shuiyue Temple, Hui Ruqing, Master Pujing, etc. are first, followed by Lingjian Sect, Hehuan Sect, Fengqing Villa, Xunyang Tower, Taiyi Sect, Kusheng Sect, Caobang Shuihui and so on.
In the seven-step stone railing directly in front, the wordless monument has not yet arrived, but the order of seating has aroused strong dissatisfaction among everyone.
The person speaking at this time is the leader of the Hukou Hall of the Welding Knife Sect, who is also the speaker of the Welding Knife Sect. Judging from his blood energy fluctuations, he should be in the seventh level, but he himself has a strong back, a long beard, and a very domineering appearance. .
As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden debate all around.
Another beautiful woman from the Hehuan sect, with heavy makeup and all kinds of charm, stood up, bowed to Mrs. Li and others, and said with a sweet smile: "I am Lin Jiao, the master of the Fengzi hall of the Hehuan sect. See you. Masters, I am also dissatisfied. Although my Hehuan sect is not a high-end sect or a secluded sect, and I don’t have many masters, I have disciples all over the world.
No matter whether it is money, beauty or influence in the world, the Spirit Sword Sect is not comparable to it. Why is the Spirit Sword Sect superior to our Hehuan Sect? This matter is extremely inappropriate. "
The person who spoke to the Lingjian Sect was the girl Zhao Li. She didn't know how to solve yesterday's matter. At this time, she returned to her coldness: "How can the place where the Hehuan Sect hides filth and evil practices be related to my spirit? Sword faction competition? What a joke. ”
“Yo! Hall Master Lin Jiao smiled coquettishly, "Sister Zhao's words are not pleasant to hear. Where is the filth hidden?" Would you like to listen carefully? "
After all, it is a big sect with extraordinary influence, so it is difficult to refute it face to face, and how can you explain this kind of thing carefully? Zhao Li could only reply with a heavy "Humph".
Fengqing Villa A middle-aged scribe stood up and said with a smile: "In terms of influence, our Fengqing Villa started with poetry, calligraphy, etiquette and music, and the Six Arts of the Gentleman. Not only are the scholars under my sect good at sword dancing, but from the first year of Tianshou to the present, we have produced thirteen students. Jinshi, scholars, peasants, industrialists and merchants are humble, so how can they be compared to the Hehuan sect? Why is the Acacia sitting in front of me? ”
"What you said is wrong!"
Before Lin Jiaotang's expression changed, he took the initiative to get angry. A talk leader from the Cao Gangshui Association stood up in awe, "If it's about the realm of martial arts, that's all. Due to the influence, I have a gang of 300,000 brothers, and every year the weight of grain and grass transported by water from north to south and east to west exceeds 100 million. Tens of thousands of pounds, among the hundreds of millions of people in our great Zhou Dynasty, who has not received our favor?”
“I, the Goushan Sect, are not convinced!”
“I, the Ghost Sword Gang, Once the ghost sword comes out, who will it be afraid of?”
……
The scene once fell into a state of control with various comparisons.
It’s like the morning market in a vegetable market, noisy.
"If this is Jianghu, it really makes people lose the beauty in their hearts."
Qin Yuliu's long hair was blowing in the wind, and there was a bit of indifference on his face.
Chiang Fuzi said in a rough voice: "How can a group of vulgar and opportunistic Jianghu sects support themselves in Jianghu? Just like Shenqian Villa, Duanyang Tower, Shaolin, and Wudang. Master, how can you act like this? ”
As he said this, he looked at the old god-like Li Fuzi who looked like a winter melon: "What kind of arrangement Xin Zhuo has made is really hard to understand."
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"Qiu Gong Gentlemen, please come out and explain, otherwise we will be really upset!"
Amidst the noise, the leader of the Hehuan Sect Lin Jiao became angry and couldn't help but speak angrily.
“That’s right!”
Various sects, forces, and scattered people were making disturbances and shouting.
Li Fuzi, Qin Yuliu and others couldn't help but look at Xin Zhuo and Yi Kui Sheng Yuan in the corner.
I saw that Xin Zhuo had already stood up and walked to the field. Since today was a special day, he had also put on the white Confucian shirt and robe of the academy master. He was already tall and handsome, but now his lips were red and his teeth were white. , The temperament is refined and refined, making people’s eyes light up when they see him, and they praise him: What a handsome young man. At Shuiyue An's seat, Hui Ruqing's pair of shining eyes followed Xin Zhuo's movements, and she couldn't help but purse her lips and chuckle.
Master Pu Jing next to her glanced at her, who immediately sat upright with a solemn expression.
"I've met you all!"
Xin Zhuo raised his hand as a gift, "I'm Xin Zhuo, the master of Yikuishe in Qiugong Pavilion, and I'd like to help you understand."
"Ha! What a handsome man. Young Master, you are so rare.”
Hall Master Lin Jiao’s anger was inexplicably reduced by a large amount, she covered her mouth and smiled softly, “Tell me, sister, I will do anything to you today. "
The words were too ambiguous and seemed to be teasing a little boy. Xin Zhuo chose to ignore them.
Frankly speaking, some of the beauty of the world in his heart has also dissipated a lot. He originally thought that the world of martial arts was all chivalrous, cold, and full of conspiracies.
This damn déjà vu of walking down the street and bargaining and changing prices with hawkers is so disappointing.
No wonder what Li Xiyue talks about is just trivial. It is said that martial arts forces in the world are divided into gangs, sects, associations, villas, buildings, pavilions, sects, sects and so on.
"Zong" is a kind of extreme, which means patriarchal etiquette. It has a long inheritance and a long history. Those who dare to call it a sect are probably only a few in the world.
"Men" comes next, which means a portal. To become a portal, it must have accumulated over hundreds of years. The disciples will be very broad, and there will be many masters.
The word "Zongmen" also represents something extremely high-end.
The second is "building" and "ge". If you want to build a building or a pavilion, you must reach a certain height and have your own strict laws and methods of practicing martial arts and making money.
Then, the "village" is similar to a private power, or a family with the same surname. There are amazing and talented people who create their own martial arts and do not teach it to outsiders.
In the end, gangs, societies, and factions are a bit of a mess. Three, five, or dozens of people gather together. The whole name, whether it is a gang, a faction, or a guild, in short, is to The one who makes a name for himself.
So the words "gang" and "gang" sound very low-end and very punishing.
Of course, there are also some foolish young people who do not follow the routines, only talk about domineering, and start up randomly, such as "Iron Blood Sect" and "Destroying Sky Tower". Outsiders naturally look down upon them, but others cannot destroy other people's entire families just because of a mere name.
Xin Zhuo calmed down, first looked at the leader of the Welding Knife Sect, and said with a smile: "What this hero said is true. The deputy leader of your sect has a very high level of martial arts and good methods. , the rookie sect is indeed inferior.”
The leader of the welding knife sect looked up to the sky and laughed: “Young man is right, I admire you very much, so...”
"So, this position cannot be moved."
Xin Zhuo ignored the other party's surprised look and looked at everyone: "Although the Welding Knife Faction is now stronger, as far as I know, there is an elder in the Rookie Faction. I am in seclusion, and I am afraid that when I leave the seclusion soon, I will have to fight in the Mahayana, and I will kill everyone. Who will lose and win, who can tell clearly?"
The face of the leader of the Welding Knife Sect changed slightly.
The talker of the Rookie Sect, who had been feeling aggrieved for a long time, stood up suddenly, his face flushed: "What this young master said is true. Once Elder Gou of the Rookie Sect comes out of seclusion, the outcome will still be decided. , maybe he can lead our faction to break into another world."
Unexpectedly, Xin Zhuo poured cold water on him again: " You don’t have to be happy. Breakthroughs in martial arts are extremely dangerous. Thousands of meridians and meridians will go wrong in one place and everywhere. It’s also common to become possessed and become paralyzed. What if your elder Gou fails? Is this an example?"
The rookie talker turned pale and was speechless.
The leader of the Welding Knife Sect also scratched his hair, not knowing why.
Hall Master Lin Jiao of the Hehuan sect's eyes flashed, and she said with a sweet smile: "What do you mean, young man? It makes my heart beat wildly and I can't even stand still."
Hui Ruqing was not far away. Wei Wucha rolled his eyes.
(End of this chapter)