Emei faction is located at the top of Mount Emei, covers an area of about two football fields the size, the ancient houses are built by the mountain, it seems to be messy, but in fact contains all kinds of mysteries, there is a martial arts field not far from the mountain gate, that is the place where the disciples of the Emei faction practice martial arts and learn from each other.

There is a direct road between Emei Pai and Emei Villa, and the distance is very close, only less than twenty minutes by car.

At ten o'clock at nine, four buses came to the gate of the Emei faction, and Master Chenyi took all the Emei disciples and waited at the door.

Including the dust master Tai, all the Emei sect disciples were wearing blue-gray robes, standing in a neat row, holding swords, and their mental outlook was excellent.

Although Shitai Chenyi was angry from all sides at yesterday's opening ceremony, as the co-organizer of this martial arts conference, she must do her superficial work in place, otherwise the reputation of the Emei faction in the Chinese martial arts community will plummet.

As for the fact that she criticized Qin Feng at the meeting, there was a reason for it, everyone could understand it more or less, and it could be regarded as a personal act.

"Welcome to the Emei Sect!"

Subsequently, when the bus stopped and the participants began to get off, hundreds of Emei sect disciples spoke in unison, and their voices were loud and resounding in the sky, which could be described as magnificent.

"President Liu, Martial Arts ~ Chief, masters, welcome to Emei. ”

Subsequently, when Liu Zongsheng and Wukong led everyone towards the mountain gate, Shitai Chenyi led several elders from the Emei faction to greet them, welcoming them with a smile, and it felt as if yesterday's incident had not happened at all.

"Master Dust, you are the protagonist today, and we are all at your disposal. ”

The so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, Liu Zongsheng saw this, and it was enough to give the dust master too face.

The conversation and style of the two made the people behind them feel a little uncomfortable.

Because, the warrior pays attention to happiness and enmity, as the so-called husband is angry, blood is splashed in five steps, and the needle is hidden in the embroidery, which is the style of the yamen.

"President Liu is serious, I will obey your arrangement, everyone, please!"

The dust master smiled too much, as if he no longer had the vicious appearance of attacking Qin Feng on the stage yesterday, but it gave people the feeling that there was a knife hidden in his smile.

She made a gesture of please, and then her eyes fell on Wu Xiaolong not far away, the smile on her face was slightly stiff, and her mood was slightly complicated.

She was born in a martial arts family, and her ancestors were also beautiful, but after she was born, the family had completely declined, but her martial arts talent was extremely high, and she was as beautiful as a flower when she was young, and she was remembered by many young talents of martial arts forces, but she was finally captured by Wu Chunqiu.

She was one of Wu Chunqiu's many women, and the time was only ten short days.

Back then, Wu Chunqiu was born and trained, met her, she fell in love with Wu Chunqiu at first sight, and was impressed by Wu Chunqiu's identity, temperament, erudition and strong martial arts strength, and threw herself into Wu Chunqiu's arms on the first day, experiencing the change from a girl to a woman.

For the next ten days, they rode horses to hunt and talk about martial arts, like a pair of lovers, happy and romantic.

She even longed to marry Wu Chunqiu, and her clan was quite excited, believing that the family had ushered in a chance to recover.

And yet—

The good times did not last long, and Wu Chunqiu said goodbye to her on the tenth day, claiming that he would experience training in China and even around the world.

She once proposed to go with Wu Chunqiu, but Wu Chunqiu refused, and in desperation, she had to reluctantly send Wu Chunqiu away, and said that she would wait for Wu Chunqiu to return from training.

This is a few years.

Wu Chunqiu did not come back to her, and married someone else.

This brought her a huge blow, so she chose to become a monk, became Nigu, joined the Emei faction, and with her excellent martial arts talent, she became prosperous in the Emei faction, and finally took over the position of the leader.

In this life, she has never met Wu Chunqiu again, but she has never forgotten Wu Chunqiu.

She, like many abandoned women, has loved, hated, thought, and repented, but never let go.

And at this moment, when she saw Wu Chunqiu's descendants, she suddenly found that she didn't seem to hate the man who had fascinated her, waited hard, and hated her to the core.

"Master of the Dust Meter!"

Sensing the gaze of Master Chenyi, Wu Xiaolong hugged his fists and said hello, his attitude was completely different from that of Liu Zongsheng, Wu Kong and others before, instead of being arrogant and domineering, he was very respectful.

Because, he knew that the matter between the dust master and Wu Chunqiu, and before he came, his father specially explained that he should not be too rude to the dust master .

"Is your grandfather okay?"

The dust master asked subconsciously, without the slightest embarrassment on his face, let alone resentment, and seemed very calm.

Because, by now, she no longer resents Wu Chunqiu, who once abandoned her.

"It's good. ”

Wu Xiaolong smiled, secretly admiring his grandfather Wu Chunqiu's ability in his heart, and let down the dust master Tai, but instead of resentment, the dust master was still worried.

"That's good.

Master Chenyi smiled, then quickened his pace, keeping up with Liu Zongsheng and Wukong.

She is the head of Emei, the master here, and needs to walk in the front to lead everyone to visit the Emei faction.

"Masters, I am an outer disciple of the Emei Sect......"

When everyone entered the Emei faction, an outer disciple of the Emei faction, also wearing a blue-gray robe, acted as a docent, explaining everything about the Emei faction, including the history, development and some characteristics of the sect.

The whole process took only an hour, and it was over.

Then, Master Chenyi led everyone to the meditation hall of the Emei faction.

The meditation hall, as the name suggests, is a place where the disciples of the Emei sect meditate and practice on weekdays.

This is the largest hall in the entire Emei faction, with the statue of the patriarch of the Emei faction standing inside, and dozens of mats neatly placed in the hall.

In addition, there is a small tea table in the middle of each of the two cushions.

This is something that has not been done before, and the Emei faction specially prepared for this event - this is the venue for this year's Chinese Martial Arts Symposium Martial Arts Event.

Talking about martial arts can be regarded as both martial arts research and martial arts discussion.

Compared with the martial arts seminar, which focuses on the direction and future of the development of martial arts, the discussion of martial arts mainly discusses the essence and cultivation experience of martial artists' cultivation techniques, martial arts moves, and details, which all young martial artists want to hear.

Compared with martial arts, talking about martial arts is more inclined to theory.

Talking about martial arts can be regarded as a transition and connection between the two activities of martial arts research and martial arts exchange.

"I'm sorry, the conditions of the sect are limited, and you are wronged to sit on the ground here, drinking tea and talking about martial arts. Entering the meditation hall, the dust master said.

"I don't think there's any point in talking about martial arts, it's better to directly engage in martial arts and see the real chapter under your hands!"

Shitai's voice fell, and before everyone could take their seats, Wu Xiaolong suddenly spoke, his words full of disdain.

Because, in his opinion, in the huge Chinese martial arts community, except for the ancestral exercises of the Xia family and the "Yanhuang Fist" created by Yan Huang, other martial arts are rubbish compared with the ancestral martial arts techniques.

And Yan Huang and the Xia family are not here, and the so-called discussion has no meaning to him.

When the words fell, his gaze swept like a knife to the direction where Qin Feng and Ji Ba were, and it felt as if to say: I hope you don't be a turtle with a shrunken head!

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