It wasn't until Ye Ming felt that even if the fake dragon Shaobai wanted to take him, he would have a chance to escape, he followed the girl to Shaolong Palace. On the way, he asked the girl her name. The girl called herself Ning'er and was Mu Wushuang's personal maid. Despite her young age, she actually has the cultivation of Lord Wu and has a high status in the religion. Some elders were polite to her when they saw her.
Shaolong Palace was not far away, and the two of them arrived quickly. The palace was built on a mountain with beautiful scenery. The entire top of the mountain was flattened and was used to build the palace, which was magnificent and extraordinary. Ye Ming secretly compared it. The Zhuque Palace and Qinglong Dynasty he had seen were nothing more than this.
Arriving at the entrance of the main hall of Shaolong Palace, twelve white-armored guards were guarding the entrance. They were all martial saint-level masters. Their eyes were like lightning, observing everyone who came and went. Ning'er had a pass on her body and took Ye Ming in easily. When walking through the hall, Ye Ming saw many young disciples coming in and out. It seemed that they were all here to participate in the so-called gathering of heroes.
In the vast hall, countless long tables have been set up, and everyone is sitting on the floor. There were children bringing drinks and dried fruits, and the guests sat together in small groups, drinking and chatting, and the atmosphere was quite relaxed.
Ye Ming was a newcomer and had no acquaintances in Qitian Sect, so he sat alone. Ning'er has already left. She said that Mu Wushuang has not arrived yet and will appear with the young leader then.
Although the fruits at Shaolong Palace taste good, they are all low-grade. After Ye Ming took a few bites, he began to take out his own melon seeds from the storage ring. While he was eating, he was observing the surroundings. He still didn't understand what this group of heroes was doing.
Among the people sitting in the hall, those with the lowest cultivation level are all Martial Lords, many are Martial Lords and Martial Saints, and a few are at the Martial God level. With these people around, Ye Ming couldn't be seen at all. He was just sitting in the corner and cracking melon seeds. When he had nothing to do, he activated his telepathic ear and eavesdropped on people's conversations. Most of them were gossip, but there were a few that caught his attention.
"Hey, have you seen that kid opposite?" one person said.
The person next to him raised his head and glanced: "Isn't that Sirius's second in command? This kid has also been invited. Humph, Sirius has been very arrogant this year."
"No. I heard that the head of Sirius has become the young leader's bodyguard. No wonder he is so arrogant." The latter shook his head, "Many newcomers are bullied by Sirius. Sooner or later something big will happen if the higher ups don't care."
"Huh, that's because he didn't hit the iron plate. But it was fast. I heard that they were going to suppress a newcomer some time ago. It turned out that the newcomer was super strong and arrogant, so he beat up all the elders of the outer sect. Sirius I sent people to get it, but no one was caught in the end.”
"I often walk by the river and my shoes don't get wet. Let's just wait and see the excitement." The man sneered.
Ye Ming turned his head and looked at the second head of Sirius, thinking that Sirius's people are plotting against me. I will take the opportunity to beat this bastard out of anger.
Sirius's second boss is a long-faced young man, very ugly, with a fierce look, many white eyes and few black eyes, and his hair is as messy as a bird's nest.
Not long after, a young man walked out from behind the stage, followed by a woman. The woman was Mu Wushuang, and the young man looked exactly like Long Shaobai, so he was naturally the fake Long Shaobai.
As soon as "Long Shaobai" appeared, everyone stood up immediately and said in unison: "I see the young leader!"
"This bastard is quite majestic." Ye Ming was a little envious, thinking that if he replaced this guy, he would be as arrogant as him.
"Long Shaobai" pressed his hands down: "Everyone, please sit down."
When everyone sat down, Fake Long Shaobai smiled and said: "All of you here are the elites of Qitian Sect. This group of heroes is worthy of its name. There is no special purpose for inviting everyone here today. I just want to get to know all the talents."
Long Shaobai's appearance meant that the banquet was about to begin, and all kinds of delicacies were served on the table one after another. People were vying to flatter Long Shaobai, or two or three people would sit together and brag, but Ye Ming was the only one who felt bored. Just when he was drinking and eating melon seeds, he suddenly felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing around him, and a soft voice sounded: "Brother, why are you drinking alone?"
Ye Ming looked up and saw Mu Wushuang, who was wearing a white dress and had a graceful figure. He smiled and said, "It's Junior Sister Wushuang, please sit down."
Mu Wushuang immediately sat next to Ye Ming, and the two of them chatted and laughed, which attracted the attention of people around them.
"Who is that kid? Why is Miss Wushuang sitting next to him?" Someone asked angrily with pink eye, wishing to pull Ye Ming away and replace him.
"I don't know. Normally, the people who can be invited here are not unknown people."
Not far away, the second-in-command of Sirius was the most unhappy. Although he was ugly, he was always confident. He was planning to get close to Mu Wushuang recently and wanted to kiss her. Now that he saw Ye Ming near the water tower, he was naturally jealous and could not suppress the anger in his heart.
"Young Master!"
Suddenly, Master Lang Er stood up, cupped his hands and said, "I would like to add some excitement to the gathering of heroes and dance a swordsmanship to relieve boredom."
"Long Shaobai" smiled slightly: "Very good."
The second master glanced at Ye Ming and said, "It's just that this swordsmanship is too boring to dance alone. I want to invite someone to dance with me."
"Oh? I wonder Zhou Lang, who do you want to dance the sword with?" Fake Long Shaobai asked with a smile, his eyes also fell on Ye Ming intentionally or unintentionally, seeming to be paying attention to him.
The second head of Sirius named Zhou Lang laughed strangely, pointed at Ye Ming and said: "Boy, do you have the guts?"
Ye Ming was chatting with a beautiful woman when he was suddenly interrupted. He felt very unhappy and said coldly: "Are you very good at swordsmanship? If your swordsmanship is too bad, I have no interest in accompanying you."
If it were another person, he might not be so impatient, but the other person was Sirius's second in command. Sirius had tricked him some time ago, so he naturally had a bad look on his face.
When Zhou Lang heard Ye Ming's words, everyone was very happy: "You said my swordsmanship is bad? Haha, you don't know the heights of the world, you will know how good my swordsmanship is right away!"
Ye Ming stood up slowly and said lazily: "Since you are so confident, I will accompany you in a few moves."
"Be careful." Mu Wushuang warned in a low voice, showing great concern for him.
Ye Ming smiled: "Don't worry, it's just a piece of scrap, nothing to be afraid of." After saying that, he walked to the open space in the middle.
Zhou Lang also came over, looked at Ye Ming, and said: "Boy, you are crazy."
Ye Ming smiled: "Nonsense, what's the point of being crazy about people like you? Have you ever seen a tiger being crazy about ants? Stop putting gold on your own face."
Zhou Lang's face turned red as he was choked, and he said angrily: "Take my sword!"
The sword dance suddenly turned into a sword fight. Zhou Lang drew out a sword, shook out sword flowers, and stabbed Ye Ming with his head. Ye Ming sneered and responded to the enemy with the Shifang Prison Sword. The Xuantian Sword's moves were sharp and helpless, leaving the opponent confused.
"What kind of sword technique is this?" Zhou Lang was taken aback and was forced back immediately, feeling like he couldn't use it. As a Martial Lord, his realm is higher than that of Ye Ming, but he was suppressed as soon as he came up. You can imagine the frustration in his heart.
In fact, Ye Ming did not try his best. While attacking, he satirized the opponent: "Sirius's second master is nothing more than this, a waste. I will give you dozens of blows, and I will make you abandon the sword after ten blows!"
What? Will people abandon their swords after counting ten? This kid is too crazy! Everyone's eyes widened, feeling that Ye Ming was too trusting. Wouldn't it be a shame if he couldn't do it
"one!"
Ye Ming's sword light suddenly changed. The sword light was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight. It condensed into a Bagua killing formation and instantly enveloped the opponent. There was a thunderous explosion in the sword light, and there was a "bang". Zhou Lang's sword was shaken away as soon as it came into contact. His arms were numb and he could hardly hold the sword.
"What a domineering swordsmanship!" Fake Long Shaobai's eyes lit up and he praised.
The people in the palace also expressed their approval and tried their best to follow the footsteps of the young leader.
Zhou Lang was shocked and annoyed, and shouted: "Boy, what's your name?"
Ye Ming sneered: "My name is Ji Wujiu. I was the one framed by your Heavenly Wolf some time ago. Come again, two!"
The sword light changed again, evolving into the Great Zhoutian Sword Formation. The sword light shone and penetrated every hole. Ye Ming's powerful soul power was integrated into it, and he activated the violent secret crystal, which doubled its power.
"Ding!"
With a soft sound, Zhou Lang's sword was blown away, and his mouth was cracked, his expression was frozen, he couldn't believe this was true.
Ye Ming shook his head repeatedly: "It seems that I still overestimated you. I thought you could last ten times, but I didn't expect that you would be defeated in two times."
Zhou Lang felt ashamed and angry, stamped his feet fiercely, and returned to his seat.
"Bah bang bang!"
On the high platform, the fake Long Shaobai applauded, and the people in the palace also applauded.
"Yes, what's your name?" he asked.
Ye Ming cupped his hands and said: "Back to the young leader, my subordinate Ji Wu Jiu."
"Very good." Fake Long Shaobai nodded and said nothing else.
Returning to his seat, Mu Wushuang chuckled and said, "Senior brother's swordsmanship is really powerful. Even I couldn't stop him."
Ye Ming: "He is too bad."
Next, the meeting of heroes officially began. Fake Long Shaobai ordered everyone to stand up one by one to perform their best kung fu. The Qitian Sect indeed has a lot of geniuses, and many of them have remarkable martial arts skills.
While watching the excitement, Ye Ming asked Ouyang Wude: "Junior sister, has Ouyang Wude's matter been resolved?"
Mu Wushuang said: "I have informed my father about this matter, but my father did not say anything and only asked me not to tell others about it. However, I have asked someone to inquire. Ouyang Wude has not returned for several days. Perhaps he has been arrested. Father internment.”
Ye Ming felt that the matter was not that simple, but it had nothing to do with him anymore, so he was too lazy to continue asking, and instead mentioned Bizhuxin on death row, hoping that Mu Wushuang could be rescued. This kind of thing was insignificant to Mu Wushuang, so she agreed immediately.
Then the two of them chatted. At this moment, Fake Long Shaobai's expression suddenly became serious and he said: "Actually, I called you all here today because I have something to ask for your help with."
Everyone said one after another: "The young leader has made it clear that his subordinates will not hesitate to die!"
Fake Long Shaobai nodded with satisfaction and said: "This matter is related to the Haotian Sect. Some time ago, our Qitian Sect wanted to take down the Haotian Sect, but the people of the Haotian Sect were very stubborn. Not only did they not obey, but they also killed and injured many of us. There are few experts. For this reason, I decided to send a group of people to go undercover to Haotian Sect to thoroughly understand the internal situation of Haotian Sect."