Chapter 35 The thirty-fifth final south grand meeting

Yi Feng was stunned for a long time as if obsessed.Although Hua Pinqi's sword just now did not hurt his body, it seemed to have hurt his heart.He knew that the martial arts figures who had been watching from afar just now had gradually walked away, but their gazes mixed with astonishment, curiosity and another kind of indescribable meaning seemed to be still staring at Yifeng. So much so that he hardly even dared to raise his head. Yao Qingyu and Gu Xiaojing have left.Yi Feng raised his head and saw Xiao Nanpin's gentle and affectionate eyes, the attention in his eyes made him smile.

Suddenly, a few bells rang from the mountainside, Xiao Nanpin quietly took a step forward and said: "Should we go up the mountain?" Suddenly lowered his voice again: "It's all my fault that you got into this trouble for no reason. But it's really strange that there is such a coincidence in the world!" "How could it be your fault—" Yi Feng smiled again and murmured. The corners of his eyes moved, but he saw that all the people around him had astigmatism. From far away, a young Taoist in a blue Taoist robe was slowly walking towards them, waving and shouting:

"The meeting for the selection of the head of our faction has already begun. If the two of you are also here to participate in this meeting, please hurry up to the mountain." As soon as the voice fell, a few more bells rang from the mountain, graceful and graceful, and the lingering lingering lingering. Yi Feng quickly thanked the young Taoist, and went up the mountain side by side with Xiao Nanpin.Just because Xiao Nanpin is still wearing men's clothes at the moment, so they don't have to worry about it. After walking for a while, I saw another Taoist coming towards them, bowed to salute them, and asked with one palm, saying:

"Where did the benefactor come from? Do you want to guide the two of you up the mountain?" Seeing that the Taoist was not very old, Yi Feng's heart moved slightly, but he quickly replied: "Don't dare to have Taoist leader, Xiao Ke will go up by himself." The Taoist looked at him twice, and there seemed to be a bewildered look in his eyes, and he walked over with no promises in his mouth. In front is a mountain bend, and there is a shelf under the mountain wall, and there is a tea barrel on the shelf. A young Taoist is pouring tea into it in a hurry. When he sees Yi Feng and Xiao Nanpin coming, his face With a smile on his face, he said hello:

"Friend! Would you like a cup of tea before going up the mountain?" Yi Feng thanked with a smile, and his heart was moved again. But I saw two young Taoist priests walking quickly from the mountain path, wearing brand new blue Taoist robes, and said to Yifeng with a smile: "Friends! Go up the mountain quickly, the conference has already begun!" When Yi Feng walked up the mountain again, doubts suddenly arose in his heart, and he thought to himself: "Based on the age of these Taoists and the martial arts displayed at their feet, they are at best the third-generation disciples under the head of the sect. But Taoist Miaoling seems to have said that the second-generation disciples under his sect , it’s all because of their lack of skill, after being poisoned, most of them were murdered, so why are there so many young Taoists at this moment—”

While he was thinking, two young Taoists came side by side and passed by with a smile on Yi Feng. Xiao Nan looked at them frequently, and said with a smile: "Why are these Taoist priests all wearing new Taoist robes? And all of them are beaming with joy, as if the head of the sect has just died. It seems that this Zhongnan Taoist doesn't follow the rules very much!" Women always pay more attention to other people's clothes than men. When Yi Feng heard this, his heart moved again, and he thought: "These Taoists seem to be a little suspicious—" After thinking about it, he suddenly asked Xiao Nanpin:

"Do you remember what those two Taoists called us just now?" Xiao Nanpin pondered for a while, then also let out a "Huh", and said: "By the way! This is really strange. The Taoist priests didn't call us 'donors' just now, but called us 'friends'. Could it be that the Taoist robes these Taoist priests wear are just for show?" After a short pause, she continued: "If this Zhongnan sect is not a sect with a good reputation in the martial arts, then I really have to suspect that these little Taoist priests only put on their Taoist robes today. Yesterday they were young men in the green forest?"

She chuckled and said again: "I'm really not scolding them. Look at them, apart from the Taoist robes, from head to toe, how can they look like people from the Taoist sect?" Yi Feng frowned, puzzled and worried. He didn't know what happened on Mount Zhongnan when he went to central Yunnan to find the antidote for the poisoned disciples of Zhongnan sect. Ren Miaoling died suddenly again?I don't know if Mr. Jian, Sun Min's mother and daughter are still on the mountain at this moment? So he quickened his pace and turned around several mountain bends. Under each mountain bend, there were water-receiving racks, and one or two young Taoists were watching by the side.

He had doubts in his heart, but he didn't ask these Taoists, because he felt that this matter seemed a bit strange. He hoped that Mr. Jian and the others were still on the mountain at this moment, so that the doubts in his heart could be easily resolved. Therefore, between his actions, he accelerated even more. Xiao Nanpin walked closely beside him, but he didn't know what was in his mind, and he couldn't guess it from the expression on his face. Because since he put on the human skin mask, no one else can see the changes on his face at all. Turning around another mountain bend, the jungle in front of the Taoist temple was ahead, and Yi Feng hurried in.As soon as he entered the jungle, he saw the Taoist temple. The two vermilion gates in front of the Taoist temple were open at the moment. Standing in front of the temple was a middle-aged Taoist man with a mustache.

Yi Feng thought for a moment, then walked straight towards him. The Taoist clapped his palm to ask questions, his expression was far more solemn than those young Taoists, when he saw Yi Fengxing approaching, he said respectfully: "The benefactor, please go to Lu Zu Hall. The meeting will start at this moment, and the benefactor is still in time." Yi Feng hurriedly returned the gift, and said in a deep voice: "Did the Taoist know that there were four lodgers in Guiguan, two men and two women, are they still there?" He still had concerns in his heart, so he didn't say the names of "Mr. Sword" and others.

The middle-aged Taoist looked Yi Feng up and down, his attitude became more respectful, and he said: "The benefactor is the friend of the two seniors who saved the lives of hundreds of disciples from our sect?" He suddenly let out a long sigh and said: "It's just that those two old seniors have left a few days ago." Yi Feng's heart sank, and he asked anxiously: "Does the Taoist know how long they have been gone? Where did they go? Did they leave any words?" The Taoist shook his head and sighed: "It would be great if Pindao knew where the two old seniors were going." He turned his eyes around, and suddenly dragged Yi Feng to the shadow in front of the gate, and said in a low voice: "Since the benefactor is a friend of those two old seniors, maybe he knows how the head of our school died. Regarding this matter, the disciples of our school for several generations are very sad! On this extraordinary occasion, yes It is only because our faction has gone against the tradition of many years and held this meeting of public selection of the master. As long as it is a disciple of our sect, no matter how many generations it is, it can rely on its own martial arts to fight for the position of the master. I don't know-" He hurriedly said this, but suddenly stopped.Yi Feng glanced slightly out of the corner of his eyes, and saw two Taoist priests walking towards him, bowing to salute him, and said with a smile: "The meeting has already started, and it's very lively inside, why doesn't the benefactor come in?" Standing beside Yifeng, he didn't leave. The middle-aged Taoist didn't speak any more, he bowed down solemnly, his face seemed to be full of sadness. Yi Feng just led Xiao Nanpin in, feeling very puzzled: "Why do you listen to this Taoist's tone? The death of their head seems to be another story. Why did he stop suddenly when he saw someone else approaching in the middle of his sentence? Alas, it's only my fault why I stayed at Yao Qingyu's house These days, not only can't see Mr. Jian and Sun Min's mother and daughter, but there are more accidents." He blamed himself secretly, and was anxious in his heart. He didn't know where Mr. Jian and others had gone. While thinking in his heart, he had already reached the gate of the main hall. The place was full of people, and the place was dark. With a thought in his mind, he didn't pay attention to the faces of these people. He quietly went around the main entrance, walked in through a small door on the side of the hall, and sat quietly by the wall. At this moment, all the people in the hall were paying attention to an old man standing in front of the shrine in the main hall, and they didn't pay attention to Yi Feng's coming in, but they heard the old man say loudly: "I haven't set foot in the rivers and lakes for many years. Unexpectedly, my friends still haven't forgotten me." He smiled loudly: "Since everyone recommended my old man to be the host of this meeting, the old man was disrespectful, so I had to come out with a thick face, but everyone knows that this meeting is not ordinary, and I am afraid that I can't bear it alone. You'd better recommend a few more people, otherwise the old man My old eyes are dim, so I may not be able to see clearly the skills of Taoist Zhongnan." After finishing speaking, he smiled loudly, feeling very proud. Yi Feng saw this old man, but he didn't recognize him, but he already guessed in his heart that this old man was probably elected by everyone, to be a fair person in this martial arts competition for the master, when Zhong Nan's disciples competed in skills. As soon as the old man finished speaking, there was a commotion among the people in the hall, they thought they were recommending the other two. Yi Feng looked around and saw that the left, right and front sides of the main hall were full of high-ranking people, who were whispering to themselves, while one side of the shrine was full of Taoist priests in blue robes. Disciples of the Southern School. Yi Feng was watching from the sidelines, but he felt Xiao Nanpin pull his sleeve, and whispered in his ear: "Brother Nan! Isn't this old man a famous figure of the Xingyi School, Fan Zhongping, the God of Eight Diagrams? I didn't expect him to appear on Mount Zhongnan. Brother Nan! Do you recognize him?" Yi Feng shook his head and replied casually: "I don't know him. His name has been known for a long time." His gaze was still moving around, but he saw that the group of heroes in the hall, although they were discussing a lot, they never pushed out another person. It must be that among these people, there is no one with a reputation that can convince the crowd. That Fan Zhongping was standing in front of the shrine, smiling and quite contented.Yi Feng knew that this old man was famous for his conceit and good name, but his subordinates also had a bit of kung fu, so they were not just for nothing. After a while, one of the heroes on the left side of the hall suddenly stood up, bowed his hands to the surroundings, and said loudly: "I recommend a person. Although this person is young, he is capable of taking on this important task regardless of his reputation and martial arts." He pointed to the stone pillar on the right side of the main hall with his hand, and continued: "What Xiao Ke wants to recommend is the plum blossom sword Du Changqing Du Daxia who is standing under the stone pillar over there at the moment." He laughed: "Since the death of Marquis Tieji from Lu Nan outside Baoding City, who else in the world of martial arts can compare to Hero Du for his youthful youth and formidable martial arts?" After he finished speaking, among the crowd, someone immediately applauded. However, Yi Feng could hear Xiao Nanpin beside him smiling lightly, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart! This plum blossom sword Du Changqing is a member of Emei's sect, and is the best swordsman of the new generation.In the past, he was a rising master of Wudang, Yunhe Gu Ziang, and Yifeng himself, a native of Lunan, Marquis Wen of Tieji, had the same reputation. Because these three people are not only about the same age, and their martial arts are all learned from true teachings, but they are also good sons in troubled times, and they are born with outstanding talents. At this moment, Yi Feng suddenly heard his name being mentioned again, so he couldn't help but feel emotional! It's just that no one will know at this moment that the man sitting in this dark corner is Tieji Wenhou. After a commotion among the group of heroes, they really recommended Du Changqing, the plum blossom sword. The plum blossom sword Du Changqing has a long body, a face like a crown jade, and a long sword hanging by his waist. At this moment, he said repeatedly: "Xiao Ke is young and inexperienced, how can he take on such a heavy responsibility." But he was still coaxed by the crowd, and stood beside the gossip master Fan Zhongping, with a chic and calm demeanor, without any sign of uneasiness. Fan Zhongping, the gossip master, laughed again and said: "Excellent! Excellent! There are talents from generation to generation in the country. The old man is the most happy to see the rising masters become famous and become famous." He turned his head and said to Du Changqing, plum blossom sword: "Master Lingshi Xueyin and I used to be close friends. Now Du Shaoxia has grown up, looking handsome and extraordinary. I am really happy that my old friend has a descendant!" When Du Changqing heard that his master was mentioned, he quickly bent down to salute. Baguazhang stroked his long gray beard with his left hand, nodded repeatedly, and laughed loudly. Yi Feng secretly sighed, but seeing the old and vigorous Fan Zhongping said loudly again: "Now there are two of us, young and old, all you need to nominate one more person is enough." During the commotion among the group of heroes, another person suddenly stood up on the right side of the hall, and said loudly: "The person I'm going to recommend is a highly respected senior, Wan Sheng Dao Huang Zhenguo Huang Hero who is sitting next to me at the moment. Huang Lao Hero set up a field to teach apprentices in the east of Zhejiang, and his disciples can be said to be full of peaches and plums. Come out to take on this important task. It couldn't be better." Although this Wan Shengdao is old, he seems to be very famous, and now he wants to go out without waiting for others to give way. "This old man is interesting. Before people welcome him, he ran out by himself." Unexpectedly, among the heroes in the front, someone suddenly snorted coldly, and one of them walked out straight, glanced around, and said loudly: "I, Qian Yi. The one I want to recommend is mere me!" As soon as this person came out and said these words, Zhu Hao couldn't help but burst into laughter.In addition, this person looks very young, but his demeanor seems to be defiant. The guy who recommended Wansheng Dao earlier also ran out, pointed at the young man and said: "Who is a friend? My little overlord has traveled all over the world, and I haven't seen a number one person like your Excellency. Who does my friend think he is, and doesn't he see the old hero Huang in his eyes?" The young man who called himself "Qian Yi" was still outstanding, he didn't look at the "little bully" at all, his eyes turned up slightly, and he said coldly: "Everyone who is nominated must have strong martial arts skills and sharp eyesight, so that he can do this kind of justice. Although I am not talented, I am much better than this bad old man anyway. Therefore, I can't help but want to recommend myself." As soon as the voice fell, the group of heroes roared again.That Wanshengdao Huang Zhenguo was panting even more, and said repeatedly: "Okay! Okay! I, Huang Zhenguo, am a bad old man. I'm a bad old man. I want to try you, a brat, what kind of amazing skills do you have that dare to be so crazy in front of the world's martial arts heroes? Come! Come! Come! I'll do it! I want to make gestures with you." While speaking, he tossed his gown and rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight this boy.