In just two or three months, it is not long or short.

In a blink of an eye, in just a blink of an eye, but in these days, the entire thirteen states of Daxia were in a storm.

The Beiliang army was as powerful as the battlefield, and the more they fought, the stronger they fought, and the more they fought, the more fierce they fought. Xuan and Cang were completely fell, and the two border states with the widest territory all fell into the Beiliang.

Looking down from the north, it is divided with the southern border.

With the land of the three states and the power of the people from all directions, even if Luo Li had the heart to be emperor at this time, it would be fine!

Just as everyone in the world felt that the King of Beiliang now did not choose to attack Zhongzhou in one go, and a long sword entered the imperial city to avenge his previous shame.

It is to choose to take steady steps, accumulate grain and become king, wait until the three realms are stabilized before going further, and enter the imperial city with all your confidence and reach the Ninth Five-Year Plan.

But no one expected that after the situation was advanced to this point, the King of Northern Liang had not yet shown the rest of his actions, and first there was a piece of news that quickly flew out from the northern border like wings, and then spread to the entire Daxia area.

One month later, King Luo Li of Northern Liang intended to open a master in Cangzhou to discuss martial arts, ask about swords and swords, and invite martial arts masters from all over the world to come and test the level of martial arts!

Not only that, depending on his meaning, he seems to want to imitate the Tianji Pavilion in Middle Earth, list a list of martial arts limited to Daxia, and judge the level of martial arts of masters of various sects.

After learning about this news issued by the King of Northern Liang, everyone was shocked, both in the world and in the court.

This news fell into the eyes of ordinary people who didn't know the inside story, which was like King Beiliang who was dissatisfied with his secular status in front of him. He wanted to go further and hold all the martial arts world and the world in his palm!

Isn’t it obvious that the power of King Beiliang is enough to stand at the peak of the entire Great Xia?

Otherwise, why dare to be the maker of this rule!

Such a arrogant spirit caused a thousand waves in the entire Xia territory in an instant. I wonder how many masters and masters were disdainful of this.

The younger generation is rampant, ignorant of the world, and thinks that with some soldiers and horses, they can try to hold the whole world in their palms.

Although most of the masters who have not met Luo Li in front of him have some contempt for this hero who has emerged.

But they had to admit that with the current reputation of King Luoli of Northern Liang, they were indeed qualified to open a Grandmaster to discuss martial arts.

The world's number one...

Even if the so-called world is only within the thirteen states, life in the world all has the idea of ​​victory or defeat. If you can really defeat the masters from all directions in a row at this Cangzhou Conference, it is indeed a matter of celebration.

After reaching the realm of a master, if there is no hope of celestial phenomena, then tempering martial arts, defeating others' moral principles and becoming famous, is the lifelong pursuit of these masters.

Therefore, when I received the invitation from the conference from Beiliang, I secretly saw countless masters waiting for an opportunity.

And those masters who were truly valued by Luo Li also accepted his letter shortly after the news spread.

...

The western border of Daxia, the Dongliu Sect.

The sect leader is in the middle of his sleep.

Murong Wu sat at the table, playing chess with him, and the next game of extremely complicated chess.

The black pieces were rampant on the chessboard and pressed step by step, while Bai Zi could only survive and survive.

Looking around, as the chess game is about to end, all the situations in Baizi on the chess board have been blocked and are about to face defeat.

But at this time, the old man in the blue shirt picked up the white piece that had been holding tightly in his hand, and then fell to the chess palace in front of him.

Bang!

The chess pieces fell down, and they were clear and sounded in this quiet sleep.

The next moment, the whole chess game emitted a bright spot of light.

The black and white chess pieces seemed to be infused with spirit in an instant, and countless shouts of killing were faintly heard. If someone else was here, he would probably be shocked on the spot.

The spiritual energy poured into the chess piece and even turned into strange phenomena!

What a powerful martial arts master this must be able to achieve this!

"White chess endurance like a firewood and tasting gall, finally waited for the opportunity to annex in one fell swoop. Although the black chess has been making great progress and is about to end the situation, he did not expect that at the last moment... he failed."

"This is the way of chess, and so is the world."

"As for who is Heizi and who is Baizi, even the immortals may not be able to determine everything until the last moment."

"Daxia, gods and demons, King of Beiliang?"

"interesting..."

Murong Wu's son fell and the situation on the field was immediately clear.

Although Bai Zi retreated step by step, the place where this son fell was the finishing touch. He saved the defeat in an instant, causing the Kuroko side, who seemed to have an ending situation, to fall into a desperate situation!

With the momentum of the chess, the ending is clear and there is no need to continue playing.

The old man who was in charge of the chess game on both sides also opened the secret letter sent from thousands of miles north and smiled.

"There is nothing to do, and you'll see it."

...

Chuzhou, Jinjiang County, and between the city.

There is a street specializing in slaughtering cattle and sheep, buying and selling meat, and surrounded by people.

At the very corner of the street, there is a small shop made of simple wooden boards.

In front of the threshold of the shop, there is a piece of tart cloth covered with stains, but you can vaguely see a few crooked characters on it.

Wang Hu’s miscellaneous shop.

The simple sign is obvious, and it has been opened for many years and has experienced many hardships. Coupled with the fragrance coming from the flatbed house from time to time, it is obvious that it is the favorite place for ordinary people who work in the workplace.

A bowl of meat mixed soup and two large cakes can be eaten without much money.

"Brother Wang, I'll settle my salary today, come here to make a fortune."

"Give us a bowl of mutton soup, and take two freshly baked pancakes. Remember to add more chopped green onions!"

A strong man in coarse cloth clothes laughed roughly at the man who was leaning against the pot as soon as he entered the narrow shop.

While smiling, he took out a row of copper coins from his pocket and placed them in front of the counter and settled the accounts. He looked smart and thin monkey.

In front of the paint-fall shop, people came and went.

Most of them are wearing short jackets or sweat towels, which are obvious to them as poor people who are selling their strength.

"Okay, you're here."

"It's cold now that autumn is coming, so I'll have a bowl of mixed soup to warm up my body. I'll have more energy to go out to work later."

The man leaning against the big pot looked real. Seeing a customer greeting him to take care of his business, he quickly responded and uncovered the big pot in front of him.

In an instant, the aroma of the soup made with cheap crumbs such as lambs and animals came to the nose.

He picked up a large spoon and buckled a bowl. The man skillfully made a large bowl of soup in the pot, then handed it to the man with a smile, and reminded him: "Be careful that it is hot."

Seeing the man taking the big bowl, picking up the two big cakes in the frame on one side, finding a seat, and after eating it in big mouthfuls, he covered the pot again, stood beside him, humming a little song on his own.

"Master, there is big news from the league."

"The Northern Liang King Luoli swept across the three states. In his own name, he would open a Cangzhou Martial Arts discussion in one month and invite all the heroes of the world."

"Not only that, he also personally sent you a letter. Look... Do you want to take a look first?"

The figure of the thin monkey on the counter on one side saw the man guarding the pot having free time. He remembered the envelope sent by his subordinates in the alliance just now. After thinking for a while, he leaned towards the man and then spoke in a low voice.

"King of Northern Liang, the Grandmaster discusses martial arts?"

This man with a real face was originally happy. It was not until he heard the message in the words of the thin monkey figure on one side that a trace of light that was inconsistent with his appearance appeared in his eyes.

"I think this big move is not satisfied with the status quo. Not only do I want to master supreme power in the court, but I also want to be the supreme martial arts master who commands the world."

"Haha, I'm thinking so much before I can unify the world. Isn't it a bit too early?"

"Li Pu, show me the letters sent there."

After hearing this, the man stretched his waist and did not have much interest in his words.

After hearing his order, the man called Li Pu immediately responded and handed the letter to Wang Hu in front of him.

After taking the letter, he walked to one corner and opened it. Wang Hu glanced at him and roughly scanned the content of the letter.

Originally, his face was extremely dull and he didn't have much respect for the title of the King of Northern Liang.

But until he saw a word, his palms, which had not exerted force, couldn't help but squeeze them tightly, and the paper became a little wrinkled.

"Gods and Demons..."

"Isn't this a thing that the group of dogs are loyal to?"

After using a single palm to squeeze the ball of paper into powder, Wang Hu, the leader of the Tianxing Alliance, the largest force in the Chuzhou world, had a terrifying divine light flashing in his eyes.

And anyone who is familiar with him knows that this person who once caused a bloody storm has begun to take it seriously.

"Li Pu, in the name of the Tianxing Alliance, said that I, Wang Hu, will respond to the Master's discussion on martial arts by the King of Northern Liang this time."

After saying that, the man with a real face sighed a little complicated in his eyes.

"The hexagram measured by Yun Hong on Changbai Mountain using a lifetime of one Jiazi?"

"Then there shouldn't be much mistake."
To be continued...