Rival of the Masses [Quick Transmigration]

Just when Shen Yan devoted himself to practicing the Qiongming Jue and finally broke through to the fourth floor, the news he had been looking forward to for a long time also came back to Qiongmingjiao.

The martial arts conference is held every five years. This time, heroes from all over the world are invited to gather in Minyang City on September [-]th.

Shen Yan turned over the bronzing invitation card in his hand several times, stared at the word Yu on it for a moment, lowered his eyes, and handed the invitation card to Mo Linzheng who was standing beside him rather bored.

There is nothing surprising about the contents of the invitation. On the surface, various factions take advantage of this opportunity to learn from each other and make progress together. In fact, they are here to compete for whoever is superior. In this arena, whoever has the biggest fist always wins. more right to speak.

Mo Linzheng was about to take a closer look after taking it with both hands, when he was stunned by the name on the invitation.

"Master..."

"Huh?" Shen Yan tilted his head, motioning for him to continue.

"Who is this Li Meng? I have never heard of this person in the church..." Maybe it was a wrong message.Mo Linzheng swallowed the second half of the sentence, looked at Shen Yan and asked softly.

"I don't know." Shen Yan waved his hands nonchalantly, "Does anyone know who he is?"

The Qiong Ming Cult members who were waiting respectfully in front of Shen Yan looked at each other, then shook their heads in unison. They really had never heard of the name Li Meng.

Mo Linzheng wondered, "Then this invitation?"

"The people below snatched it at random." Shen Yan said with a smile, seeing Mo Linzheng's dumbfounded look, he added: "Did Linzheng think that we, Qiong Ming, would also receive this invitation?"

Mo Linzheng nodded subconsciously, and then heard Shen Yan chuckle, he said with a smile: "In the eyes of those people, the Qiongming Cult is a demon sect, an existence that is opposed to them, you say, how could they be kind enough to give it to you?" Shall we send invitations?"

Mo Linzheng looked down at the invitation in his hand with some disappointment. He had been detained in the Qiongming Sect to teach Shen Yan for a while, and he felt that he had improved a lot. He was euphemistically rejected, and now he finally knows that there is such an opportunity to compete in martial arts openly, but he cannot participate. After all, he is just an eighteen-year-old boy, eager to have the opportunity to prove to those who have expectations of him that he can live up to expectations. Couldn't help feeling disappointed.

Seeing the undisguised depression on Mo Linzheng's face, Shen Yan signaled the direct disciples to leave first, and after they exited the room and closed the door carefully, Mo Linzheng raised his head: "Linzheng , want to go to the martial arts conference?"

Mo Linzheng nodded honestly, he never concealed himself from Shen Yan, and vomited out all his true thoughts in one breath.

Seeing that he finished speaking, Shen Yan asked slowly: "Want to go even if you will be unwelcome there?"

Mo Linzheng turned his head and thought for a while, then slowly replied: "They are so good at face, even if they really don't want to see us Qiong Ming, they probably do it in private, and maybe they can get along on the surface."

"Besides, no matter how we act, they think we are heretics, so why should we care about their opinion?"

Mo Linzheng's words are true. Shen Yan once heard Elder Chongyue say that the Qiongming Sect had indeed sent people to participate in the martial arts conference 15 years ago. They shouldn't have appeared in the martial arts conference, but they didn't disregard their face and kicked them out. At most, they just expressed their disapproval or dislike for Qiong Ming's participation in private.And everyone in Qiong Ming who attended the meeting didn't care about it, they continued to go their own way, and even those with high martial arts skills severely beat some people who despised them in the face in the competition arena.

Shen Yan said: "In this case, let someone clean it up, and you will lead the team to Minyang City in five days."

Mo Linzheng's eyes lit up suddenly, and he asked excitedly, "Master, have you really decided?"

Seeing Mo Linzheng's impatient look, Shen Yan nodded amusedly, and then instructed him: "Go and invite Elder Chongyue, and just say that I have something important to discuss with him."

"We, Qiong Ming, can go wherever we want, and when it's their turn to be the ones who flaunt justice, we can talk about it."

"It's just a martial arts conference, so go if you want."

After inviting Elder Chongyue, who was in his sixtieth age but still walked steadily with white hair on his temples, Mo Linzheng tactfully stayed outside the house, leaving the space for Shen Yan and Elder Chongyue.

Elder Chongyue's face darkened when he heard Shen Yan's plan to let Mo Linzheng lead the team, and he pondered for a long time. He didn't disapprove of Shen Yan's decision to let everyone in the sect participate in the martial arts conference, but could Mo Linzheng be the leader?

Shen Yan understood Elder Chongyue's concerns. He told Elder Chongyue his plan patiently and clearly. But it's a joy, this matter is estimated to be done.

After a while, Elder Chongyue walked out of the house, looked at Mo Linzheng who was quietly waiting in front of the door with his sword in his arms, he shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Linzheng, the leader is so spoiled by you, I am a little envious of you!" .”

Mo Linzheng returned him with a bright smile: "The leader has always respected the elders, and the elders are highly respected... We, Qiong Ming, cannot live without you!"

Elder Chongyue stroked his long beard on his chest. Mo Linzheng said something that made him feel at ease, and he patted Mo Linzheng on the shoulder and left in satisfaction.

In the next few days, the important news that surprised Qiong Mingjiao and had been looking forward to it for a long time was decided so easily by the two Qiong Ming leaders.

In the early morning of the fifth day, not long after Mo Linzheng led nearly twenty Qiongming disciples to leave, the maid who was sent away to pick up the chess records in the study found that the leader who was supposed to be in the bedroom had disappeared. !

The maid went to Elder Chongyue in a panic, and Elder Chongyue rushed to Shen Yan's bedroom immediately after hearing the words, and found a letter pressed on the small table, and wrote to Elder Chongyue to personally open the letter and read it Once again, Elder Chongyue was silent for a while, suppressing the surprise in his heart, pretending to be dumbfounded and saying: "The leader also went with Zuo Hufa."

The little maid was dumbfounded.

Elder Chongyue in that room shook his head after arranging the affairs, ordered people to guard him strictly and left Shen Yan's bedroom. Mo Linzheng got into the carriage and smiled at Shen Yan who was sitting in the carriage.

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Minyang City

On September [-]th, there was a lively atmosphere inside and outside Minyang City, and there was no other reason. This time, because of Yu Youge's position as the leader of the martial arts conference, it was finally decided to be held here. Solitary knights who came and went alone, or disciples from various sects who came from famous schools and wanted to make a name for themselves all gathered in Yu Mansion.

The traditional rule of the martial arts conference is that on the first day, a banquet is held in honor of the participating knights at the mansion of the lord who presides over the conference, and on the second day, they go together to the place where the martial arts competition ring has been set up for the highlight of the conference. Martial arts, a showdown.

A young boy who is not afraid of tigers at birth wants to become famous in one fell swoop, and a knight who practiced martial arts diligently in the cold and summer wants to impress others. They all regard this five-year grand meeting as the cornerstone of their fame.

The feast of the Yu Mansion was first set up, and all the guests from all parties were seated one by one. Those who are acquainted with each other would politely switch places for convenience, because the feast had not yet started, and there were only some food tables in front of everyone. Special snacks and a pot of good tea. The porcelain white teacup is full of jade-colored green tea, and the tea is fragrant and clear.

Although Yu Wenli is the head of the Yu family, the leader of the alliance is his third son, Yu Youge.So on this occasion, he can only sit beside the chief, and Yu Youge will personally preside over the event.

Yu Youge saw that everyone was seated at the banquet, so he stood up from the chief seat, clasped his fists at everyone, and said in a loud voice: "Just in time for another five years, the martial arts conference will be held again, and all heroes and loyal guests are invited to come together It is a great honor for Yu to meet in Minyang..."

Before he finished speaking, some people sitting not far away raised their voices and responded: "President Yu, you are too polite!"

"It's all thanks to Leader Yu's blessing that we have the honor to participate in this event!"

"That's it!"

Hearing this, Yu Youge's phoenix eyes were slightly bent, with a smile on his lips, and he was about to continue to say something, when suddenly there was a sound of arguing at the door, the people present were highly skilled in martial arts, with clear ears and eyes, so they naturally understood the unusual sound. After hearing it clearly, just when they were wondering who was so bold and daring to smear the Yu family's face at this time, a man with long hair tied up high, dressed in a black dress, with a black scabbard on his waist looked like However, the eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy appeared in front of everyone majestically.

This young man was none other than Mo Linzheng who entered Yu's residence first following Shen Yan's order.

When everyone at the banquet saw the pattern embroidered on Mo Linzheng's robe, they couldn't help but let out a low voice, "Qiong Ming! He is a member of the Qiong Ming Sect!" The representative pattern of the Qiong Ming Sect known as the Demon Sect!

Mo Linzheng glanced at the crowd calmly, and then met Yu Youge who was standing in front of the chief. He was surprised to find that the other party's expression was stunned for a moment when he saw his face clearly. His eyes also glanced behind him very quickly, as if he was looking for someone.

Mo Linzheng turned his face away in the next moment, he coughed lightly, and after making sure that everyone's eyes were on him, he straightened his face and said in a serious manner: "Under Qiongming teaches Zuo Guardian, Mo Lin Zheng. Recently, I heard that the Martial Arts Conference will be held in your residence in the near future. The leader of the Bijiao was very moved by this grand event, so he ordered me to come and visit, hoping to take this opportunity to discuss with all the knights and help each other in the martial arts further along the way.”

What he said was high-sounding, but none of the people present were stupid. The foreign voice of the meaningful words caused them to frown, and the relaxed and peaceful atmosphere of the banquet disappeared, replaced by solemnity.

Yu Youge looked at the expressionless and unmoved boy in black not far away, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, why is there such a big difference between when this person is awake and when he is unconscious?It's a pity that Zixi won't be able to arrive until tomorrow...

However, since Mo Linzheng is here, does that mean Shen Yan...

There was a slight smile on Yu Youge's face that he didn't notice, but Yu Wenli who was sitting beside him could see it clearly. The voice pulled Yu Youge back from his thoughts.

Yu Wenli's eyes: Youge, don't be distracted when watching the next occasion!

Yu Youge: ... is really a dear father_(:з"∠)_

Yu Youge and Yu Wenli looked at each other, and just when Yu Youge was about to say something, a gentle and clear voice came from behind the screen wall, piercing into everyone's ears like a clear spring in the vast yellow sand.

"Linzheng, don't be rude."