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Chapter 80 Jiang Shi is here! ([-] characters, please make a decision!)

the other direction.

The deepest part of the Infinite Taoist Temple.

In a spacious hall, candles flickered, and several figures gathered here, discussing a lot.

It was Taoist Master Qingsong, Zen Master Wuhui, Head Master Yue, a young man in green robe, and an old man.

The young man and the old man were none other than Jiang Shi who met at the inn not long ago, and he suspected that they were people from the palace.

"Since Daoist Qingsong and Zen Master Wuhui have already made preparations, then everything will go according to your original plan. I, Kunshan Longshi, have no objections."

The green-robed youth spoke in a calm tone.

"Goodness is goodness."

Zen Master Wuhui clasped his palms together and spoke in an old way.

"Mr. Long, you are being polite. It is a great honor to have the help of the Kunshan Long family."

Daoist Qingsong's expression froze.

"Can these medicinal materials be cheaper?"

The crowd immediately exclaimed and started discussing again.

Daoist Qingsong had a gentle voice, arched his hands, had white hair and beard, and continued to grow old and said: "The old Taoist has always closed the gate of the mountain and is in retreat. He has not understood the affairs of the world for 30 years. , I thought the world was peaceful and still the same as before, but it wasn't until the old Taoist came out of the pass not long ago that he learned that the world was changing!

Jiang Shi was very satisfied. He glanced ahead again, picked up the package, turned and walked back.

The others immediately responded.

Taoist Priest Qingsong came over in person, gently tugged Lin Dong up from the ground with his sleeves, and said, "Nephew and grandson, the affairs of the Lin family are the affairs of the old Tao, so don't worry."

"No money, all free, really all free."

"Forget it, 20 taels of silver will do?"

Jiang Shi was still squatting on the previous booth, looked up at the huge scroll, and casually asked the stall owner next to him.

"how is this possible!"

Suddenly, someone spoke in the crowd.

"Nonsense, I have already said that he is a boy, but you just don't believe it!"

Isn't this the boy I met outside the mountain gate before?
Pairs of eyes stared at the green-robed youth in unison.

Jiang Shi spoke.

The stall owner was furious, and slapped Jiang Shi on the back of his hand, saying, "Listen to what Daoist Qingsong said first?"

Daoist Qingsong let out a roar, his voice was old and intense, echoing in most of the Taoist temples.

A group of martial arts masters immediately followed and walked towards the square in the front yard.

No one noticed him right now, so he just took advantage of the chaos and left.

The green-robed youth and the white-faced old man were clearly the ones he had met outside the inn.

The crowd was in an uproar, discussing one after another.

Why is it like steel?
Look at Jiang Shi for a while, and look at the picture scroll for a while.

"Not from the palace? From a family?"

Jiang Shi shook his head lightly, no longer entangled in this problem, but looked at the several herbs in front of him again, and said, "How do these herbs sell? Can they be cheaper?"

"Daoist Qingsong, Master Wuhui, Young Master Long, villain Lin Dong, the son of Lin Yun of Fuyuan Escort Bureau, and Shi Tianyi, the leader of the money gang, coveted the secret treasure of my Lin family's ancestors, and cooperated with the local government to kill 87 members of my Lin family. , we can't share the sky, I beg the three seniors to uphold justice!"

But how come people from aristocratic families also have eunuchs?
Everyone was even more surprised.

This boy has become a public enemy of Fengzhou martial arts, if he...
His skill is profound, like running thunder, echoing in everyone's ears with precision.

He fell to the ground, bleeding from his forehead.

"The son of Lin Yun of the Fuyuan Escort Bureau? The Fuyuan Escort Bureau has been destroyed?"

The stall owner was already petrified at this moment, and his eyes kept moving back and forth on Jiang Shi and the scroll.

"There is also Zen Master Wuhui!"

Anyway, he didn't plan to stay in Fengzhou anymore. He had already bought [-]% of the medicinal materials that should be bought. Starting tomorrow, he will officially leave Fengzhou.

But Jiang Shi's attention at this moment has been completely on the side of Daoist Qingsong and the others, and he doesn't even look at him anymore.

Sect Master Yue was the first to ask, his eyes were compelling.

"Master Yue is here!"

It is very clear against the firelight.

Did this boy really destroy the Luoxia Sword Sect by himself?
The young man said lightly.

At that time, Zhao Houcai and Zhao Feiyan had a good relationship with the boy.

Without saying a word, he continued to walk outside.

Seeing the densely packed crowd in front of him, Daoist Qingsong and Zen Master Wuhui looked at each other, then Daoist Qingsong took a light breath, sinking his breath into his dantian, and said in an old way:
This guy is so strong that he can kill even the head of the Luoxia Sword Sect. If he slaps himself, won't he be crippled?

"It's Daoist Qingsong! Daoist Qingsong has come out!"

"Would you like to let me see these medicinal materials first?"

"It turned out to be a descendant of an old man!"

"Fuyuan Escort Bureau has a great reputation, and has a lot of friendship with various sects. Money helps you brave people!"

The stall owner panicked and spoke hastily.

"Mr. Lin, have you really met him?"

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"Isn't it good to give it to me?"

He really wanted to scream desperately, Jiang Shi is here.

Daoist Qingsong and Zen Master Wuhui are planning to set up the Fengzhou Martial Arts Conference.

Daoist Qingsong also saluted and spoke.

Jiang Shi frowned and said, "It looks like I robbed it. I don't like robbing things. Tell me how much it is."

I just scolded him and slapped him!

"Don't talk yet, listen to what Daoist Qingsong and Master Wugui have to say."

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The head of Yue on one side suddenly shouted: "Don't worry, everyone, this martial arts conference is not only about Yue and Daoist Qingsong, but also has the Kunshan Long family backing us. Everyone has heard that the young man next to me is the heir of the Kunshan Long family, Mr. Long Shao Yunlong!"

Everyone was in an uproar again, showing horror.

Unexpectedly, in the past 30 years, Daxuan Tianxia has really been riddled with holes and decayed!
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Suddenly his lips twitched, he gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "Senior, the boy on the picture scroll, junior...junior has seen it before!"

Mr. Lin gritted his teeth, and said: "This young man has also sneaked into the martial arts meeting. By the way, [Throat Locker] Zhao Houcai, senior Zhao, has a very close relationship with this person!"

In order to be able to protect my Fengzhou martial arts and prevent my martial arts practitioners from suffering disasters, after discussing with Zen Master Wuhui and Master Yue, I decided to take advantage of this grand meeting to set up our own martial arts conference in Fengzhou for To deal with all major events encountered in Fengzhou martial arts.

The crowd was in an uproar, and they quickly took out their weapons, looking defensive.
"Everyone, thank you all for coming so far, old Dao Qingsong, I am very grateful!"

Jiang Shi's face darkened, and he said, "Damn it, it's not a good habit to curse people!"

The young man on the picture scroll, who single-handedly slaughtered the murderer of the Luoxia Sword Sect, is actually in front of him now.

The portrait above is a thin, inconspicuous young man with a huge mace. It seems that there is not much flesh in his body.

Everyone looked for their eyes one after another, showing strange colors.

"The 87 members of the Lin family died unjustly, woo woo woo..."

Mr. Lin's eyes were red, he wiped away his tears, and felt an unprecedented tranquility beside Daoist Qingsong.

"Everyone, please be quiet!"

However, it soon became calm again, and everyone looked at the figures in the front in unison, with burning eyes.

The stall owner panicked.

The scene became noisy again.

Impressively recognized Daoist Qingsong and the other two beside Zen Master Wuhui.

The crowd began to discuss again.

It's over, I'm implicated!
"Ah."

"Like like..."

The scroll unfolded, reaching a height of about three meters.

But he was also worried that he would be killed first before he could finish his sentence.

"Huh? Have you seen him?"

"Yes, yes, no, no, I will give it to you, and I will give it all to you."

Zhao Houcai's heart skipped a beat in the crowd.

During this period of time, more than one sect in Fengzhou suffered catastrophe, and even the Luoxia Sword Sect, which had a great friendship with the old Taoist, was also wiped out, what a coincidence!Fate!How sad!

"Yes, the Luoxia Sword Sect has been passed down for many years, so this big event cannot be counted!"

"Don't worry, everyone. Once the martial arts conference is established, there are no mandatory requirements for you on weekdays. You just need to let go of your sect prejudices and gather together when you encounter disasters."

Whoa!

Jiang Shi reached out to touch the medicinal herbs first.

he murmured.

"Yes, just now!"

The stall owner was so frightened that his body went limp and he almost fell to the ground.

That Mr. Long spoke calmly, and said, "As for the matter of the Luoxia Sword Sect, I, the Kunshan Long Family, have indeed been inquiring from various sources during this time, and because Mr. Long is not talented, he deliberately asked someone to draw a portrait of that young man. Hanging here today for everyone to watch!"

"One of the few aristocratic families in the world!"

Jiang Shi's expression changed.

"The painting is pretty similar, do you think it looks like it?"

"Hey, just kidding, I won't slap you if you slap me, but you have to keep it a secret for me, don't blah blah blah."

The young man nodded slightly, and walked outside first.

He motioned to the old man next to him.

Jiang Shi thought.

For a moment, his heart was full of disbelief.

Just as Jiang Shi turned around to leave, suddenly, an unusually shrill cry sounded from the crowd, saying, "I beg Daoist Qingsong and Mr. Long to uphold justice for me!"

Lin Dong cried bitterly and finally found someone to confide in.

Sure enough, it was the same as the news they had received before.

"These two people can't really be in the palace, they can stand together with Daoist Qingsong and Zen Master Wuhui."

He turned to look at the crowd.

The stall owner hurriedly opened his mouth in panic.

He was just as dead as hell.

"If we really want to establish a martial arts conference, does it mean that all martial arts have to be integrated into one!"

Daoist Qingsong's face was moved, and he said: "Mr. Lin, please get up quickly. 30 years ago, I was an old man who traveled the world and had some friendship with your grandfather. I can't imagine that after so many years, the Fuyuan Escort Bureau was also slaughtered."

But soon, an extremely bold idea flooded into his mind.

The stall owner next to him had already noticed Jiang Shi's strength, and couldn't help but feel uneasy. He looked at Jiang Shi from time to time, wanting to apologize.

"Everything is for the sake of the common people, why should the Taoist priest do this?"

Master Yue smiled flatteringly on one side.

He gasped in pain, and looked at Jiang Shi again in surprise.

"My lord, if that's the case, let's go out now."

The white-faced and beardless old man nodded slightly, turned around and took out a huge scroll from behind, then stepped on the sole of his foot, soaring into the sky, and hung the scroll on a stone pillar in the square.

The more she looked, the more terrified she became, her voice trembled, and she said, "No, no, no...it doesn't look like it."

Bang bang bang!
"Thank you senior!"

Many people retreated subconsciously and looked in all directions, for fear that Jiang Shi would appear beside them.

Everyone was in an uproar again.

Jiang Shi came to the Wuhui?
I don't know what you think? "

betray me?
Jiang Shi frowned.

But when he thought that he was in the wrong, he snorted coldly, but he didn't make a move after all, but squatted on the spot, and looked at Daoist Qingsong and Zen Master Wuhui in the same way.

The stall owner was a man in his 40s, obviously a diehard fan of Daoist Qingsong and Master Wuhui, and looked at Daoist Qingsong and the others with fiery eyes.

Jiang Shi couldn't help being speechless for a while.

Immediately, masters in the Taoist temple emerged one after another, holding long swords, leaping forward one by one, densely packed, directly enclosing the periphery of the square.

Standing among the crowd, Mr. Lin Dong, who was about to seek justice from Taoist Qingsong and Master Wuhui, was suddenly stunned when he saw the portrait, and let out a muffled buzzing sound.

Not long after, he came to the front of the crowd.

"Everyone, what Daoist Qingsong and Sect Master Yue mean is what I mean by the Long family. Fengzhou martial arts are independent. In today's troubled times, it is really inappropriate to continue to maintain them. They should be integrated into one and twisted into one strand. Strong pressure from all sides!"

Whoa!
It was as if he was standing in the ears of everyone and speaking, with his own strength, he suppressed all the voices in the audience.

With Daoist Qingsong, Zen Master Wuhui, and Sect Master Yue personally sitting in the town, how dare he appear?

Jiang Shi opened his mouth, counted a 20 taels of silver bill from his hand, and handed it to the stall owner, then picked up the handful of reddish-yellow medicinal materials from the front of the stall, stuffed it into his carry-on bag, and suddenly smiled, saying: "By the way, you just slapped me, now it's time for me to slap you back?"

"Ah, this person doesn't look very big, does he?"

This guy has such a hard back?

Everyone stopped and raised their heads together, showing a trace of awe.

"Huh? Not like?"

What is he...

"Yes, it's him. Last time I saw it with my own eyes at the Luoxia Sword Sect, it was him!"

"Is there a family that also joins in?"

"It's him, it's him...how is this possible?"

Soon, Jiang Shi showed a strange look.

"Young Master Long, if you want to set up a martial arts conference, don't you need to first investigate the murder case of the Luoxia Sword Sect?"

"Okay, okay, the old man will never yell."

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The stall owner quickly changed his words, terrified.

"Damn it! Don't touch it!"

Jiang Shi, who was walking towards the distance, also frowned, and heard the words of Mr. Lin with his keen hearing, he couldn't help but stop, and subconsciously turned his head to take a look.

Only Jiang Shi didn't pay attention to it, and his eyes were still fixed on the seven or eight red and yellow herbs in front of the booth.

Master Wuhui, Master Yue, Young Master Long, and the white-faced and beardless old man all looked at him in unison.

Are you kidding me?
"Well, let's go."

The young man in green robe nodded his head lightly, looked at everyone, his voice was unhurried, but it also echoed in everyone's ears, and he said:

"Kunshan Long Family?"

I saw Mr. Lin Dong's face was pale, showing sadness, he ran out of the crowd quickly, rushed forward, knelt down on the ground, and cried loudly:

"Quickly block the venue, no one is allowed to leave!"

Jiang Shi smiled lowly.

(End of this chapter)