After Qin He and his friends entered the city, they specially chose a high-end inn. The inn that covers an area of ​​more than ten acres in the prime area of ​​Jinling City, with three floors above and below.

The worst rooms inside are single rooms and luxurious suites. Even horses are specially served for 24 hours a day. Look at the soybeans and fruits, and they eat better than those of the landlords outside the city!

Qin He will not pretend to be serious. If you want to choose, choose the best one. There are no other martial arts dramas, such as thieves, and worrying about being blown into psychedelic smoke in the middle of the night. Those who can stay in such inns are either rich or noble, and there are guards downstairs wearing armor and swords.

After having a place to live, you can also enjoy Jinling City with confidence. A few people specially visited the crowded Jinling City, and even could stroll around the Shanghuai River at night and drink flower boats and wine. I was so happy.

If it weren't for the fact that there were little guys who often followed behind his butt, Qin He could have long been able to taste the full service of playing and singing in this era.

Jinling is located in an excellent location, with Huaihe River in front and mountain behind. It is an excellent defensive terrain. Moreover, there is Huaihe River in this place, which not only can train naval forces, but also has a bumper harvest in the local rice year after year, and the prices will not be as expensive as those in the northwest region, and the grain is extremely expensive.

If it weren't for the troubled times, it would be a good place to support the elderly here in ancient times.

Qin He took a wine pot and took a sip. A bean rose high and fell into his mouth naturally. The desolate sound in his ear made him feel numb and exhausted.

He lay on the deck of a flower boat. The summer breeze in June blew slightly, watching the businessmen on the river bank smiling happily. On the flower boat in the middle of the river, drinkers and drinkers were laughing and fighting. The merchant ship selling wine was like a group of paired carp, slowly walking in the river.

At first glance, the Huai River at night was brightly lit, and the Qin River was half drunk, almost sinking into this world of flowers.

"The business girl does not know the hatred of the country's destruction, but she still sings the back garden flowers across the river!"

This is the case hundreds of years ago, and it will be like this hundreds of years later. Even if a hero appears in this world, it will not change people's hearts.

After Qin He and his friends were in Jinling for a few months, it was finally the end of September. During this period, the security environment in Jinling City was much worse, and the martial arts people in the city occupied all the inns of all sizes.

The invited sects made Jinling City a mess because they had free food and accommodation and had many disciples. Qin He was too lazy to take care of his own business after taking care of his own business several times, so he simply played homemade Goji with the three of the old Hu and the little girl in the inn these days.

Because Zhang Shicheng himself led his troops north, only his son Zhang Wenguang and others were left to manage Jinling City. This young man in white might be a good person, but he was definitely not a good ruler. Under his governance, the public security of Jinling City became more and more chaotic.

When Qinhe entered the city at the end of May, the city gate guards said that small sects that did not invite tokens were not allowed to bring weapons into the city, but soon as more and more people in the martial arts world became more and more diverse, the soldiers guarding the city began to turn a blind eye and put the money into the city.

In this way, the chance of a bloody incident in Jinling City is increasing every day. Qin He has long been accustomed to these things. He only hopes that the martial arts conference will come early. At that time, he will let Hu Dahai take advantage of his own and put his own troops in the formation, making Liu Daomen famous.

Liu Xiaofei's two tasks, the first is to hope that he can become a hero of a generation, and the second is to carry forward the Liu Dao Sect and become a famous sect in the world. Qin He has asked the system. If everyone in the martial arts world knows about the Liu Dao Sect and is afraid of the Liu Dao Sect, is that famous?

The system answered yes very stiffly, and Qin He asked again, if he became the leader of the martial arts world, would that be considered fulfilling Liu Xiaofei's dream of becoming a hero?

This problem caused the system to crash for two seconds, and the final result was that it could also be considered as fulfilling the dream of a hero.

Because in fact, at his age and limited knowledge of the world, Liu Xiaofei, his so-called dream of a hero is to become a very powerful character in the martial arts world. The leader of the martial arts world is the most famous one in the martial arts world, and it must be considered as fulfilling Liu Xiaofei's last wish.

After having a goal, Qin He felt relieved. With Hu Dahai's current martial arts value, Qin He believed that he would be able to surprise everyone and have his own squadron. Liu Daomen became famous in this martial arts conference.

This way, one of Liu Xiaofei's last wishes can be fulfilled. In fact, Qin He did not have much confidence in the leader of the martial arts world, and this second last wish was not so easy to fulfill.

Qin He did not want to be the so-called leader of the martial arts world. In the current chaotic times, being the leader of the martial arts world is not a good job. Qin He actually gave up this choice in his heart.

Anyway, I still have eight or nine years left. After the martial arts conference, I will spend a few years walking around the world and meddling in other people's business. With the reputation of the martial arts conference, and two years of traveling around the world to be a hero, I guess Liu Xiaofei's dream of being a hero can be considered complete.

Of course, all of this is temporarily planned.

By the way, in addition to the head of the Liu Dao Sect, there are two deputy heads, Comrade Hu Dahai and Liu Xiaoqiu. After a night of secret talks, Liu Dao Sect finally has a new member.

Xiaoqiu finally got his own name, Liu Xiaofei's surname, so now he is also called Liu Xiaoqiu. As for why Liu Daomen set up two deputy heads, this was specially requested by Liu Xiaoqiu.

One chief and two deputy, it is not uncommon. A few hundred years later, there is another chief and dozens of deputy.

If you meet a master in the future, it is not impossible to set up a few more deputy heads.

Liu Daomen now only has one sign. The three of them learn different martial arts. Qin He is the ancestral sword technique, and Hu Dahai is also his own ancestral gun technique. Liu Xiaoqiu doesn't like both of them. In the end, Lao Hu chose a sword technique for her.

This sword technique was heard from Persia. Lao Hu was actually a mixed blood of Persian and Han people. His ancestors were also a powerful Persian family back then, but when Mongolian came to their country, his ancestors could only sing and dance and settle down with the Mongols in the Yuan Dynasty.

As the Yuan court's power gradually declined, most of the people who were the tycoons of the Yuan court had a hard time. They were killed and slaughtered, and the last part went to their hometown to migrate. If Qin He had not taken the action, Hu Dahai, a mixed-race man, would have frozen to death in the ruined temple.

Hu Dahai is still quite grateful to Qin He. He is quite satisfied with this kind of life. Moreover, as the efficacy of the pill was completely absorbed by him, his IQ and force value were slowly increasing. He created nine more moves in his own nine-handed ancestral marksmanship. Now the new 18-handed genre has made his force value soar.

If Qin He does not use the full-level ancestral sword technique, he will not be able to stop it at all. Of course, Qin He has never compared with him. It is best to maintain his status as the leader!

Qin He couldn't understand Liu Xiaoqiu's Persian swordsmanship. Anyway, it felt like a circle, and it was very light, as if it was able to do light skills. When practicing, he was like a butterfly, which was unpredictable.

In fact, Qin He once wanted to try the little girl's kung fu, and only used the simple ancestral sword technique. Although he didn't use all his strength, he didn't even touch the little girl's collar after more than a dozen moves. This made him very depressed. He was also taking medicine, was he really that stupid?

Qin He also asked Lao Hu if he had the skill of light qi. Lao Hu pondered for a while before saying that there was indeed such skill of light qi, but it was not as magical as the legendary one. Most of them were leaping up with force. It was a skill. Even a powerful master of light qi is only three or five meters tall, and it was like a wall.

And what's the use of such a light skill master to be able to fly with one shot in front of a real master?

"Damn the low martial arts world!" Qin He cursed in his heart.

Time slowly came to the last two days before the martial arts conference. The crowds of people were surging in Jinling City, and notices were also posted on all major streets.

The notice is to inform the Wulin Conference that it will be held in a certain place in the south of the city, and to arrange various matters, as well as the location arrangements of personnel from major sects, etc.

Qin He had already known these things. What he was most concerned about was the rules for the martial arts conference to select the leader of the martial arts league. However, the above simply introduced the secrets of the six major sects and some major sects a hundred years ago, and did not introduce others, which made Qin He a little curious.

Time flies and finally comes October 10th. Qin He and the young girl of old Hu walked to the south of the city early in the morning.

As for why you walk?

Of course it was too congested. Qin He had already inquired about it. The place where the martial arts conference was held was an open space in front of the south bank of the Huai River. Although the area was quite large, there were too many people coming and going. Qin He was worried that his horse and donkey would be lost by then, so he would rather put the horse and donkey in the inn.

When we arrived at the south bank of the Huai River, the surrounding area had already been arranged. A super large open space appeared in front of us. In the middle of the open space was a circular competition platform of dozens of meters. Within a radius of hundreds of meters, the competition platform had been divided into dozens of different sizes. Each area was filled with a flag. Under the flag, there was a master chair, with colorful flags floating, and their own sect names were on it.

Obviously, this world is not that pure. The people in Prince Cheng’s Mansion divide the martial arts people into different levels, and the nearest good positions on the stage are all divided into six major sects.

There are twelve positions in the second gear and thirty-six positions in the third gear. Each area is divided into lime. As for other small sects, the Cheng Palace has not even arranged the location. Anyway, the open space is so large, you can just take any position behind it.

In order to hold this martial arts conference, the Cheng Palace obviously invested a lot of money. These arrangements alone were astronomical figures, not to mention that there were hundreds of fully armed soldiers patrolling and maintaining public order around the open space.

When Qin He arrived, there were already crowds of people present. There were already thousands of martial arts people in the entire open space, but the six directions around the martial arts competition platform attracted the most attention. Those directions were the positions occupied by the six major sects. Each sect has two or three hundred disciples, and each sect has its own characteristics, which is obvious at a glance.

The six major sects led by Shaolin, Wudang, Kunlun, Huashan, Quanzhen, and Beggars' Sect are obviously rich and powerful sects in the world. The clothing and weapons of the disciples of the sects are basically unified, and they are high-end goods, as neat as new.

Even the Beggars' Sect's colorful and neat clothes don't feel like serious beggars.

Qin He hung the long knife around his waist, looked left and right, and found it novel. Hu Dahai rode Liu Xiaoqiu on his shoulders, and the little girl was holding a string of candied haws in her hand, and she was saliva all over her mouth. Hu Dahai held an iron spear in one hand and held the little girl in the other. This scene was a bit funny.

Although Qinhe's Liu Daomen was not famous, Zhang Wenguang left a place for Liu Daomen in advance. In the second gear, a position of about ten square meters, there was no bare master chair on the ground, and there was no flag on it. After asking, I found out that the flags were owned by each sect.

Originally, Zhang Wenguang also sent someone to inform Qin He to customize a flag in advance, but Qin He had long forgotten about it. When he arrived here, he was taken to his own sect and found that the bare master chair always felt that something was missing.

On the left of Qinhe is the Shahe Gang, a group of strong men holding machetes, with forty or fifty people, and on the right is the Purple-Clothed Sword Sect. Four old men are accompanied by more than twenty young people, including women and men, all with long swords and purple clothes, which is a bit strange.

Qin He in the middle sat on the master's chair, and some people put a long knife on the edge of the master's chair, crossing his legs to look at the martial arts competition platform in the middle of the grass.

The old Hu man was tall and big. He was stuck in the grass with an iron spear in his hand. He held the master chair and looked forward with his eyes with a sensation. His red face was a bit scary, but there was a little girl eating candied haws on his shoulder. The picture was a bit contrasting, which made the surroundings look at this side from time to time.

Qin He and the other two occupied a ten-square-meter area, which was obviously a little empty. Forty or fifty people on the Shahe Gang on the left were crowded together, obviously a little crowded. The group of people naturally took their attention to Qin He.

At first, the other party still tried. Four or five men squeezed into Qin He's circle, but soon saw Qin He and did not object. More than a dozen people quickly occupied Qin He's position, taking all the positions behind him, leaving only the position at the master chair in front.

Hu Dahai also frowned. Seeing that Qin He didn't care, he didn't have much trouble.

But the other party obviously didn't take Qin He and the others seriously, and began to point fingers at the sects who were looking around. Perhaps the Shahe Gang itself was a group of miserable people, with vulgar words and extremely sensible.

Qin He frowned and turned his head to look at the men behind him. The other party had many people and was obviously not afraid of Qin He and had no shame. Some responded to Qin He with anger and ridicule.

"That's interesting!"

Qin He shouted to Lao Hu behind him.

"Dahai, drive these people out!"

Hu Dahai received Qin He's order and pulled the spear in his hand from the ground, turned around and shouted at the Shahe Gang behind him.

"If you don't want to be beaten, go back to your territory!"

"Grass! Red-faced ghost, you are looking for death! Your flag is not in here, you can get out!"

"A red-faced ghost, a young girl, and a little baby who is edible. Has your sect been weaned? Do you want it? I will introduce you to a few big breasts! Haha!"

Qin He brows deeper. Seeing that his words were useless, Hu Dahai stopped talking nonsense. He held a gun in one hand, took a big step, and rushed towards everyone's waist with one move!

Seeing this, everyone waved their swords to block the situation, but before Hu Dahai's strength and martial arts could they react, five or six big men were pulled away by Hu Dahai's move seven or eight meters. Seeing this, the others quickly retreated and squeezed towards their gang position!

Now the people from the Shahe Gang became honest. They all looked at Hu Dahai and others with fear. They were all martial arts people. Everyone knew whether there were a few brushes on their hands. They could pull five or six big men away with one move. This skill had already scared them!

Hu Dahai's move immediately shocked everyone. The eyes of several sects around him all looked at this side, and they were thinking about something in their minds.

Qin He thought about it and felt that there was no flag at this position, which was indeed a bit bad. Finally, he spent a small piece of silver to buy a white cloth from a small sect behind, picked up a stick two or three meters high, and borrowed a brush from an old man from the Purple-Yellow Sword Sect on the right.

With a big stroke of his pen, a few big words appeared on the white cloth!

"Liu Daomen!"

Putting the flag next to the master chair finally felt a bit interesting!

Soon, the martial arts conference was officially held. On the martial arts competition stage, a man dressed up came on the stage. With a wave of his hand, the drums around him rang out. A fierce drum sound made the atmosphere at the scene finally smell like a martial arts conference.

"In the Wudang Lei Mu, I was invited by the Prince Cheng's Mansion to host this martial arts conference!"

Qin He didn't know who Lei Mu was, but when he saw that other sects agreed with each other, he couldn't help but say nothing.

"Eighty-seven years ago, our six major sects held the last martial arts conference in the martial arts world. There were more than 200 martial arts sects participating in that martial arts conference, and tens of thousands of martial arts people. Compared with the scale of thousands today, it is much worse than before."

"At that martial arts conference, the lower master Lei Mingzi was elected as the leader of the martial arts world. Due to the brutality of the Yuan court, he wanted to massacre martial arts people and issued a ban on martial arts order to prevent the recruitment of disciples by major martial arts sects and to kill them all. The blood and tears of that year came to our hearts!"

"At the convening of the master Lei Mingzi, we martial arts people took the lead in chivalrousness. Tens of thousands of chivalrous people gathered together to resist the tyranny of the Yuan court. Unfortunately, the end of the work was in vain. Tens of thousands of heroes were blocked by the Yellow River and massacred by the Mongols, causing ten slaughter of the Yellow River, which became a bloody history. It has been nearly a hundred years now, and the Yuan court has been exhausted. Now it is the time for our martial arts world to re-emerge in the martial arts world!"

"It is a blessing for the martial arts world to be able to hold a new martial arts conference this time! It is also the joint efforts of all our martial arts people to be successfully held! I thank King Cheng and the soldiers again for their hard work, and for the efforts of Shaolin Round Ball Abbot...!"

Qin He was still listening with relish at first, but why did he feel so familiar in the end?

Have these clichés thanking CCTV since ancient times have been almost the same?
To be continued...