The site of the martial arts conference was a separate courtyard, spacious and secluded, enough to accommodate hundreds of people.

There was not even a hundred people on the scene.

Is this the martial arts conference?

Li Yang stood in a corner of the yard and looked at the martial arts conference in disappointment, with only a few dozen people.

This is much different from what Li Yang imagined.

In Li Yang's imagination, the martial arts conference should be filled with various gangs and knights gathering together to start a martial arts duel. No matter how bad the number of people is, there must be hundreds of people.

Look at the moment:

Dozens of people gathered in a group of people surrounding the open space in front. There were several elderly people standing on the open space, as if they were the initiators of the conference. Li Yang only recognized one of them as the host of Dajue Temple.

This is not like a martial arts conference, and family gatherings are almost the same.

This is definitely not an exaggeration.

For ancient families, it is normal for a family to have dozens of people and hundreds of people.

"Dear friends who have come from afar, please listen to me."

Seeing someone talking, Li Yang couldn't help but look over.

The one who spoke was one of the older people, who seemed to be the initiator of the conference.

"Everyone is a well-known figure in the world. It is a fate to be able to gather here today. I have to thank Master Zhiyan here and be willing to borrow the treasure sword."

Master Zhiyan smiled without saying a word, and looked like a gentle and elegant demeanor.

"Okay, don't be polite."

"I came from all the way, but I didn't listen to you politely."

...There were a few unruly tourists from the world who shouted impatiently.

"Okay, let's talk about the serious business."

Be a serious business?

Li Yang, who was disappointed and wanted to go back, couldn't help but stop and listen curiously.

"A month ago, the Dongchang eagle dog Cao Shaoqin was killed in the desert by Zhou Huaian."

Hearing this, the crowd was in an uproar.

"I was killed by Zhou Huaian?"

"No, didn't the court say that it would die suddenly?"

"No, no, no, I heard that I died of being deviled by practicing martial arts."

...There were endless discussions.

As the real murderer, Li Yang smiled and looked at the martial arts people in front of him who had their own opinions and argued endlessly.

He only now felt that this "family gathering" was a bit interesting.

"Your Excellency, how did Cao Shaoqin die?" Suddenly, a voice rang behind him.

Li Yang turned around and looked.

I saw a Taoist priest standing behind him, leaning against a big tree, looking at him.

"Are you?" Li Yang asked in confusion.

"Zilong." Taoist replied.

Li Yang muttered for a moment, but he couldn't tell whether this was a name or a Taoist name.

So he asked directly: "Is this a name or a Taoist name?"

"Is it important? It's me anyway." Taoist Zilong smiled.

It's really not important.

Li Yang withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the martial arts conference in front of him.

"Your Excellency, how did Cao Shaoqin die?" Seeing that Li Yang seemed to be not going to pay attention to him, Taoist Zilong had to ask again.

"There are so many people here, why do you ask me?" Li Yang said lightly.

"There are so many people here, why are you standing alone in this corner? You should know that those people in the martial arts world are eager to stand forward, for fear that others will not see it." Taoist Zilong asked back.

Li Yang glanced back at Taoist Zilong, "Aren't you standing in this corner too?"

"That's why I talk to you." Taoist Zilong said naturally.

Then he pointed to the open space around him, "Otherwise, who else can I find?"

Indeed, in this corner where no one pays attention, there are only Li Yang and him.

"You haven't told me yet, how do you think Cao Shaoqin died?" Taoist Zilong asked again.

"Of course it was Zhou Huaian who killed him. Listen, that senior said so." Li Yang pointed at the elder who was talking at the martial arts conference without revealing his traces.

The elder's topic was still on Zhou Huaian and said loudly: "I have been confirmed that Cao Shaoqin was indeed killed by Zhou Huaian. The court lied to the outside world that he died suddenly... Zhou Daxia is really a role model for us..."

"Okay, I'm starting to blow again." Taoist Zilong curled his lips.

Li Yang smiled and refused to comment.

It's a meeting, but that's not the case.

After a while of blowing, the elder's topic finally moved away from Zhou Huaian.

"However, half a month ago, the newly appointed Dongchang, the chief executive of Wanyulou, was arrogant and extravagant, and was extremely lewd and levy, even more than Cao Shaoqin, and the people were suffering..."

"Wait, you have to scold me for a while." Taoist Zilong curled his lips again.

Then he looked at Li Yang's motionless back, with a little depressed face, "I thought I had found a fellow fellow, but I didn't expect you to be a dull man."

"Is that so? Many girls say I'm funny." Li Yang said without looking back.

Taoist Zilong's eyes lit up, as if he had found a topic of interest, stepped forward two steps and stood beside Li Yang, "A coincidence, many girls also said that."

Li Yang glanced at Taoist Zilong in surprise, "Are you a Taoist priest fake?"

"Of course not. I am a serious Taoist priest who came out of Wudang Mountain." Taoist Zilong proudly raised his chest.

What is the virtue of the Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain?

Li Yang naturally didn't believe it, "As far as I know, girls don't like monks very much."

"You're wrong. The girls like me where I live." An inexplicable smile appeared on the face of Zilong Taoist.

"Where?" Li Yang asked curiously.

"Yihongyuan." Zilong said.

"..." Li Yang was speechless for a while.

You can tell where it is by listening to the name.

"brothel."

Taoist Zilong was not embarrassed at all. Not only did he nod and admitted, he also exclaimed: "That's really a good place."

This Taoist priest must be fake - Li Yang thought to himself.

At this time, Taoist Zilong pointed to the elder who presided over the martial arts conference, "The main show is finally here."

A real show?

Li Yang couldn't help looking over in confusion.

This time the elder did not say a word, lowered his head and took out a box from his accompanying luggage.

Taking off the lid of the box, the elder walked to a person holding the box, reached into the box, and when he took it out again, he added a silver iron card in his hand, handed it to this person, and then walked to the next person and dealt the card again...

After arriving in turn, each of the people at the martial arts conference had an additional iron card in their hands.

Only two have not.

The elder looked at Taoist Zilong, who was standing in the corner away from the crowd.

He joked: "The Romantic Seed Dragon Taoist, who stood so far, seems to be not allowed."

Taoist Zilong replied: "Of course, otherwise, who will have the patience to listen to your old man's nagging?"

The elder laughed instead of anger, "Haha, let me give you one. It just so happens that there is a woman on this brand, which must be your appetite."

After saying that, he reached into the box, raised it, and two iron plates flew over.

Yes, it's just two pieces.

Li Yang lowered his head and looked at the iron plate in his hand in confusion.

The iron plate is silver all over, with a bunch of embossed patterns on the front. Except for the center of the pattern, there is no idea what the other patterns are depicting, and they are dazzling.

Turn it over, and there are rows of small characters engraved on the back.

Minister of War Lu Liangcai: Five thousand taels.
To be continued...