Hong Zhenxuan's voice is very low, as thin as a mosquito.

It is almost inaudible in the noisy surroundings.

In fact, no one heard that sentence except himself and Lin Chong.

As a martial arts master who stepped into the alchemy with half his foot, this little trick of transmitting the voice into the secret is not difficult for Hong Zhenxuan.

Lin Chong's expression remained unchanged, but he just glanced at Hong Zhenxuan with a meaningful look.

He didn't expect that the other party would choose to show loyalty at this time.

Maybe it was because I saw something.

However, motivation is not important.

What is important is the hidden meaning behind it.

Hong Zhenxuan represents the Dongwu League, and the Dongwu League represents the local forces in Donghai City such as the Sixiang Martial Arts Hall, Tianji Martial Arts Hall, Zhenyue Martial Arts Hall, and Nutao Martial Arts Hall.

If they can get their support, the martial arts reform plan can be implemented more smoothly.

"good."

Lin Chong's face was calm and gentle. He withdrew his gaze, continued to move forward, and casually threw down a light sentence: "Then I'll wait and see."

Hong Zhenxuan stopped talking and took Yan Lingtian, Du Chaoqun and others back to the crowd.

"What did you say to Alliance Leader Lin?"

Yan Lingtian grabbed Hong Zhenxuan's wrist and asked in a deep voice.

Facing Yan Lingtian's sharp eyes, Hong Zhenxuan was calm: "It's very simple. I just made a bet on Alliance Leader Lin and Wu Alliance."

Du Chaoqun and the other disciples were confused when they heard this.

Yan Lingtian understood.

As his thoughts turned sharply, Yan Lingtian frowned: "Don't you think it's a bit risky? Wuji Sect and Wu Alliance have not yet distinguished themselves. Why bet in advance?"

"It's easy to add icing on the cake, but it's hard to help in time."

Hong Zhenxuan dusted her sleeves and said seriously: "Besides, Alliance Leader Lin personally came to attend the celebration ceremony of Wuji Sect, which proved a lot of things."

"oh?"

Yan Lingtian's brows stretched slightly: "Please help me solve my doubts."

"Have you noticed that Alliance Leader Lin looks very good? It's completely different from what he said in the rumor?"

Hong Zhenxuan stared at the figure in the distance and spoke calmly after a long time.

"Of course I found it."

Yan Lingtian was quite impatient and urged: "Brother Hong, can you stop playing the puzzle?"

"It means that in just half a month, Alliance Leader Lin's injuries have completely healed, and even went further."

Hong Zhenxuan's eyes flashed with brilliance, and his tone was still slow: "It will take a hundred days to hurt the muscles and bones, let alone the internal elixirs that have broken down and their lifespans are seriously injured? Looking at the world, who do you think can cure Lin's leader in half a month?"

Hong Zhenxuan thought for more than ten seconds, and his pupils suddenly expanded, revealing a strong shock: "Are you saying... Lord Du Huaizhen taking action?"

"I can't think of any other possibility besides this conclusion."

Hong Zhenxuan nodded slowly: "Only the Martial Saint Du Huaizhen of the State can create that miracle and help Leader Lin recast the inner alchemy and make up his life."

Yan Lingtian felt his lips and tongue dry: "In other words, will Your Excellency Du Huaizhen stop Chen Hanzhou from acting rebelliously and act recklessly? But hasn't he retired?"

"Who can guess the thoughts of the Martial Saint? Perhaps Alliance Leader Lin asked His Excellency Du Huaizhen to come out again?"

Hong Zhenxuan didn't want to continue the discussion and decided to end the topic: "Anyway, there must be a good show today, so you can watch it."

Yan Lingtian is still waiting to continue asking questions, and a loud reputation suddenly came from the mountain gate:

"Hisser Li Chonghua from Zhenwu Sect has arrived!"

"Tianlong Sends His Excellency Ji Hengqiu to Arrive!"

"Donghua sent you Lu Fuchen to arrive!"

"His Excellency He Rujun of Ruyi Sect arrived!"

"The leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, Bai Wuya, has arrived!"

He issued four well-known names in a row, which made the Wuji disciple who was in charge of the sing name so tired that his voice was almost hoarse.

The crowd that had just dispersed suddenly became turbulent again.

"The Zhenwu Sect and the Tianlong Sect are actually here too?"

"The Wuji Sect has such a great face!"

"His Excellency Chen Hanzhou has been among the Gangjin Martial Saints. This is a rare event in the Yanhuang martial arts world in a century. Who dares to be shameless when receiving invitations?"

"The ten hidden sects, except for the Yaori Sect, the Baolin Sect and the Hundred Ghost Sect that were removed from the list, have all arrived?"

A short and honest warrior is holding his fingers.

"The Yaori Sect is far away in the northwest province, so it is understandable that it is not coming, but the Baolin Sect... are they really going to break up with the Wuji Sect?"

Another middle-aged warrior with a big belly nearby shook his head, full of doubts.

"Haha, Master Tao, your information is not very good enough. The Baolin Sect broke down with the Wuji Sect two days ago. Now it is like a headless fly, asking for help everywhere!"

"So, Wuji Sect wants to use Baolin School to attack?"

"Absolutely, how can you allow others to snore on the side of the bed? What's more, the Baolin School acts arrogantly and domineeringly, and this ends is purely a consequence of your own fault."

"Shh! Everyone, say less, beware of the misfortune coming from the mouth!"

While everyone was talking, they watched the mountain gate.

The first thing I saw was the thin and clean face of Li Chonghua, the deputy head of Zhenwu Sect.

Li Chonghua wore a green Taoist robe, with the word "Zhenwu" embroidered with the left chest. The cuffs and collar were made of exquisite and complex patterns. His clothes were fluttering, with wide sleeves and long collars, and his indifferent and calm demeanor, making him look like a fairy-like style.

Bai Wuya, the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, walked side by side with Li Chonghua.

Compared with the latter, Bai Wuya is much inferior in terms of style and demeanor.

Especially with a stern face, his expression was gloomy and he had no smile, as if someone owed money, it became more and more disliked.

Not far behind the two, Ji Hengqiu, the deputy head of the Tianlong Sect, was alone, without any disciples around him, and was going up the mountain alone.

After Ji Hengqiu, Lu Fuchen, the head of the Donghua Sect, and He Ruyun, the deputy head of the Ruyi Sect, both brought many followers.

Lu Fuchen is tall and handsome, and is a rare beauty. He is a young man who has experienced many girls who have been fascinated by the spring.

Although I am old now, I am in my prime. My handsome appearance has not changed significantly, but instead I have a hint of mature and vicissitudes of life.

"Grandma He, we met again after we had been together for many years."

Lu Fuchen took the initiative to say hello to He Ruyun.

He Ruyun had white hair, a hunched back, a face full of wrinkles that looked like gullies, and a crutch in her hand, and she looked very good.

She was supported by Lin Wan, a senior sister of Ruyimen, raised her eyelids, glanced at Lu Fuchen, and said slowly: "Is Old Man Yu dead?"

When Lu Fuchen heard this, his expression froze. He was stunned for two seconds before smiling bitterly: "What is Grandma Yu saying? Master Yu is in good health and he is getting younger and younger as he lives. How could he die?"

"Is that so? That's a pity."

He Rujun shook his head with some regret: "I still want to go to his grave to spit."
Chapter completed!