Chapter 782 opens immediately
There was already a sea of people outside the Xuanmeng General Forum.
After the Qingjiangzi incident yesterday, due to the intervention of King Xishuo, the Lan family, and the Yuan family, as well as the fierce anger among the Jianghu sects, everyone has decided to open the Xuan Alliance ceremony ahead of schedule.
Anyway, it only lasted for three to five days, but now it’s better to choose the day than to hit the sun, so we might as well start it right here!
As soon as the skyline turned white, the whole Luoyi woke up.
Of course, those who came to Luoyi were not only participating Jianghu sects, but also countless Jianghu people. Just like the previous Qianlong Hundred Heroes Conference, although there were many participants, they were not as lively as those watching. Number of people.
The same situation exists today.
As soon as the door of the Xuanmeng General Forum opened, countless people from the world waiting outside rushed in.
At this time, it was certainly not enough to rely on those Xuanmeng disciples to maintain order - therefore, the people in the Jianghu saw a very strange scene.
On the outside of Xuanmeng, there are rows of officers and soldiers.
Armed with armored horses, spears and banners, these city defenders from Luoyi, led by their generals, came to guard the gate for the Xuan Alliance in person!
Not only that, after entering the gate, there are rows of dazzling... machine people!
That is the elaborate product from the Shenji Sect. Many people have seen the power of the machine man at the Qianlong Baijie Conference. Seeing these cold and hard machine products, the noisy voices of the people in the world are... A little smaller.
Going forward, you can already see the huge high platform in the distance.
At the last Hundred Heroes Conference, the high platform was erected in the large square in front of the meeting hall.
This time it was different.
This time, the high platform... was built directly on the meeting hall!
There were so many people and so many people that a large square could barely be filled with people. Therefore, the tall wooden pillars simply rose directly from the ground around the meeting hall. With its towering eaves, a large platform was raised on the roof of the meeting hall!
"What a wonderful idea."
In the crowd, a tall man with gray hair and long beard smiled and said: "Why didn't I think of this move at the beginning?"
He was dressed in flowing black clothes, carrying a long sword tightly wrapped in a cloth bag on his back, and wore half a black mask, covering the upper half of his face.
Beside him, there was another slightly younger man, also wearing a mask, but this young man's mask covered his entire face.
"Mr. Jiang."
The young man said lightly: "You are so brave."
"I founded this place by myself. Let me see what's going on. No?" the tall man laughed.
These two people were none other than Jiang Baichuan and Hua Wuying!
Everyone guessed that Jiang Baichuan would come, and he did come.
It’s just that it wasn’t a sword falling from the sky or coming from the west, but...he walked in like this with Hua Wuying mixed in with the crowd.
"Many guards...are people from other sects."
Hua Wuying turned his head and looked around.
He was very familiar with the Xuanmeng General Forum, and he immediately discovered that the guards here were severely saturated and even over-arranged.
There are many women... They are wearing blue and white clothes, which look like Taoist robes but are not Taoist robes. They are people of the Purple Qi Immortal Wind View.
Monk... from Jinchan Temple? Could it be that Master Huikong is here too?
I haven’t seen those people very often, they must be from other sects.
By the way, those patrolling the crowd are the secret envoys of Mingjiange, all brought by Fu Xiandi.
What a huge formation...
The ceremony was much more lively and grand than the one I originally planned and expected!
Immediately afterwards, Hua Wuying’s eyes were attracted by another group of people.
They are not like Jianghu people who stand in specific positions to maintain order, but mostly stand on the edge of the big platform and below the platform.
The clothes of these people are more gorgeous. Everyone seems to be wearing silk, and the weapons in their hands can be seen at a glance that they are different from ordinary soldiers. It is obvious that they... are very rich.
It is difficult to find such a wealthy person in the world. These people guarded the core and most important position of the ceremony, and their positions were even more... conspicuous than the secret envoys of Mingjiang Pavilion.
“A child of aristocratic family.”
Jiang Baichuan chuckled softly: “It seems that the initiative in this ceremony is not in Fu Qingzhou’s hands.”
< br>Under Hua Wuying’s mask, his worried eyes flashed.
"They are all working with you."
He said calmly: "Brother Fu Xian is not an ordinary person. If he is willing to let these people intervene, he must have a back-up plan."
"It is convenient. Yes."
Jiang Baichuan said leisurely: "Conspiracy... Xiao Daoer."
Hua Wuying sneered: "I should give this to you."< br>
Jiang Baichuan pursed his lips and smiled, but said nothing more.
More and more people poured into the Xuanmeng General Forum, gradually filling the entire square, and their voices buzzed like countless swarms of bees.
"Tell me, how do you choose the leader of the Xuan League today?"
"Who knows? Whoever is the most powerful should be chosen?"
"Not necessarily. , It’s useless to fight alone, you have to have charisma, doesn’t Xuanmeng want to lead the whole world?”
"But if you can't fight, even the real masters won't accept it?"
"Then you have to be able to fight and have charisma... Master Huikong of Jinchan Temple, could it be him?"
< br>"The evil monk Hui Jue just appeared in Jin Chan Temple. Is it a little difficult? Could it be Bai He Zhenren from the Purple Air Immortal Wind Temple?"
"Not necessarily. You see, this ceremony is by Fu Qingzhou started organizing, maybe he wants to be the leader of the alliance?"
The discussions around him continued, but Hua Wuying stopped listening.
He didn't care that Jiang Baichuan was standing next to him, so he closed his eyes and began to adjust his breathing quietly...
At the same time.
Fu Qingzhou slowly opened his eyes in the hut.
This night, he did not sleep.
But he didn’t make any arrangements or anything.
He is just practicing.
It has been a long time since I practiced seriously.
Even the "military training" some time ago was more about "skills" training, not the improvement of the realm of skills.
Of course, one night of practice would not yield particularly great results, but this night, he finally temporarily put aside those distracting thoughts, settled down, and brought everything he had into harmony.
When the rooster crows and dawn breaks, Fu Qingzhou opens his eyes, his pupils are filled with divine light, and all fatigue and hesitation are swept away.
enemy? friend? conspiracy? Calculating?
It doesn’t matter anymore.
Today may be an end, or it may be a beginning.
But it doesn’t matter anyway, as long as you have a clear conscience.
As he opened his eyes, the faint spiritual white mist that filled the room also surged into the acupoints around his body and returned to calm.
Fu Qingzhou got out of bed, put on his shoes, stood next to the wooden rack where clothes were hung, reached out and caressed the gorgeous official uniform of the special envoy of Mingjiang Pavilion, and then picked up the Jianghu commoner he was most familiar with.
The split cloud sword was hung on his waist, the big bow was stuck on his back, the quiver hung on the side of his leg, and the German sword was placed across his waist. He just opened the door, faced the light, and walked out.
(End of this chapter)