People in Zongwu: Starting with the Yin Gui Sect

The moon is setting, the crows are crying, and the sky is full of frost. The maples on the river and the fishing fires are facing the sad sleep.

The bell of Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City reaches the passenger ship at midnight.

Since the great poet Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" came out, Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City has become a holy place for countless literati and poets to check in. Not only is it prosperous and prosperous, but it has also been renovated several times and has become a rare temple in the world.

July 7th, the sky is clear.

Originally, today should be the Qixi Festival, but almost everyone subconsciously forgot this, and instead was full of expectations for the gang war between the Power Gang and the Beggar Gang, the two largest gangs in the Song Dynasty.

They came to Gusu City one after another more than a month ago. Isn't it this day that they are waiting for?

Perhaps considering the many inconveniences in the city, the two major gangs finally unanimously decided to hold the competition at Hanshan Temple outside the city.

The people in the rivers and lakes who got the news rushed there as soon as possible, hoping to occupy a better position.

However, the originally peaceful and tranquil temple was immediately crowded. The abbot of Hanshan Temple took a quick look and was afraid that there were no less than a thousand people.

If it were in the past, he would definitely laugh so hard to see so many people, but at this time, he just wanted to end it all quickly so that Hanshan Temple could return to peace.

As the dense crowd poured in, everyone saw the huge temporary arena in the martial arts field.

Many people began to point fingers and speculate on the victory or defeat between the two gangs. Some people even opened a gambling game for this, and many people began to bet after knowing it.

The abbot of Hanshan Temple was very resistant to this kind of thing. After all, this is a quiet place for Buddhism, but after the other party promised to use part of the money from the gambling game to repair the temple, he made a 180-degree turn and even ordered many monks in the temple to help maintain order.

Many people in the martial arts world began to sneer at this kind of thing, but there were also many people who expressed understanding. Making money is not shameful. After all, faith cannot be used to make a living, and the Buddhas also need to build golden bodies.

"Here they come!"

As one of them shouted loudly, everyone looked in one direction at almost the same time, and then saw hundreds of people led by Hong Qigong and Fan Qinghui entering the venue one after another. Most of them were disciples of the Beggar Gang, and only less than 20 were disciples of Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Temple.

Many people were full of doubts after watching this scene. One of the gangsters asked: "What's going on? Why are there even nuns and monks? Are you mistaken?"

"That's right. This is a competition between two major gangs. Why are these nuns and monks joining in the fun?"

Suddenly, one of them said to the man next to him, "Brother, you are going to die. Look over there!"

"Where is it?"

The man looked in the direction pointed by the man next to him and immediately saw a middle-aged nun with a murderous look on her face.

"Who is this person? Why does she seem to have a grudge against me for killing my father? I don't know her!"

The person who reminded whispered: "Brother, be careful with what you say. That person is Master Miejue from the Emei Sect of the Ming Dynasty. What I hate most in my life is that someone says bad things about monks."

"So what? This is the Song Dynasty. I'm not afraid of her!"

"It is said that Master Miejue is a congenitally strong person, and she has a sword that can cut iron like mud in her hand!"

"Thank you for your reminder, brother. I'm Yue Donglai, and I haven't asked for your advice yet..."

The person who reminded said: "You're welcome. My surname is Wang. I'm from the Ming Dynasty. I'm Wang Defa, who is known as the blood-floating hero in the martial arts world."

"So it's the famous hero Wang Defa, who is known as the blood-floating hero. I've heard of you for a long time!"

"Oh, do you recognize me?"

"No!"

Wang Defa "..."

Seeing the two of them talking nonsense to each other, everyone said "huh" in unison, and then turned their heads away.

At this time, another young man holding a folding fan said, "These are people from the Great Sui Dynasty's Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Temple. They came here specifically for the Beggars' Help Fist."

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of most of the people in the martial arts world, and everyone looked over.

"Cihang Jingzhai? Jingnian Zen Temple? What is that? Why haven't I heard of it? It can't be an unknown small sect!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone echoed them. It's not their fault. As martial artists in their own martial arts world, they don't even have the opportunity to go abroad, so how can they know about the sects of other countries.

Thinking of this, he looked at the person who answered the question again, wanting to see what he said.

And that person also enjoyed this feeling of being the center of attention, and his words were full of pride.

"Small sect? Country bastard! These Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Temple are the two major righteous hands of the Great Sui Dynasty. Even if you look at the entire Great Sui Dynasty, only the Demon Sect can compare with them.Especially this Cihang Jingzhai, which inherited the Cihang Sword Canon, one of the four great books in the Great Sui martial arts world. More importantly, the sect is composed entirely of women, especially the saints of each generation are extremely beautiful. I once had the honor of meeting the contemporary saint, Fairy Shi, who was truly stunning.

More importantly, Fairy Shi is only sixteen years old, but she has already reached the realm of a top-notch warrior, and her strength is no less than that of the sect masters of some sects. "

"Oh~ It turns out that brothers are fellow travelers! ”

Seeing the man's beaming face when talking about Shi Feixuan, everyone had an expression of "I understand". However, after this man's explanation, everyone also knew what kind of sect this Cihang Jingzhai was. Since the remaining Jingnian Zen Temple could be ranked alongside Cihang Jingzhai, it was expected that its strength was not much different.

Not to mention how others were amazed, Yue Lingshan was also shocked after hearing what the man said, where Huashan Sect was located.

"Big Brother, do you think that the saint named Shi Feixuan is really that powerful? She is already super first-rate at the age of sixteen. You know, I am also sixteen years old, how can I be second-rate? Even you, Big Brother, are only first-rate at the age of eighteen!"

Linghu Chong was a little embarrassed by what he said, "Ahem, little sister, in fact, this kind of thing is not impossible. Master often teaches us that there are people beyond the sky and people beyond the people. We must not be complacent just because we have some strength."

Yue Lingshan nodded seriously, "I will listen to you, Brother, don't you think so, Dad! "

Old Yue was also relieved when he heard this, secretly thinking that his daughter finally got the hang of it, "That's good to know. You were always tired of practicing before, but now you know that there are always people better than you."

Although Yue Buqun looked calm on the surface, in fact, there was also a huge wave of shock in his heart.

At the age of sixteen, he was super first-rate. Thinking about how he practiced day and night to revitalize the Huashan Sect, he has only just entered this realm. He originally thought that he was a top figure in the world, but now it seems that he really thought too much.

However, it seems that the reason why he entered this realm so late is not because of his poor aptitude, but because he does not have a better technique. If he was also given a peerless sword technique like the Cihang Sword Classic, he would have already reached the pinnacle of innateness.

Thinking of this, Yue Buqun's heart became hot, "It seems that after this matter is over, I have to go to Fuzhou as soon as possible. "