Looking around, Yan Xiong continued:
“However, we in the Tianxia Society have always been overbearing towards our enemies, and we have always been respectful to our friends!
I hope we will not be enemies, but friends!"
"This is outrageous, this is too overbearing!"
Among the crowd, a slightly younger man said bitterly.
However, although he said this, his eyes kept moving, and it was obvious that his words were not sincere.
Under the gaze of everyone, Yan Xiong and others followed the disciples of Fudi Sect into the courtyard next door and disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Elder..."
Behind Qin Ming, a young disciple looked hesitant, as if he didn't understand why Qin Ming didn't take any action.
Qin Ming smiled and ignored him. Instead, he watched Yan Xiong and the others disappear, then smiled and said to the wandering visitors in the pavilion:
"You are all famous knights in the martial arts world. It is a blessing for Mobei that you can come to participate in this massacre of Japanese.
Some people look down on you, that's because they are blind.
My Shahai Sect values you all very much. I have prepared a banquet at Feiyun Restaurant in the city. I wonder if you would be willing to honor me.”
Although many people in the sects look down on the so-called wanderers, thinking that they are a mob.
But it is undeniable that in this world, independent travelers are an important part of the world.
Although most of them are not very strong, a few of them are quite skilled in martial arts.
Besides, there is another point, that is, there are simply too many of them.
Therefore, Qin Ming's purpose was very simple. He wanted to recruit these scattered people to serve him.
On the other side of the courtyard, Yan Xiong vaguely heard Qin Ming's words.
In response, he smiled coldly.
He was naturally clear about the Shahai Sect's thoughts. Not to mention the Shahai Sect, even his Tianxia Hui treated individual people with an attitude of recruiting them.
However, will the world pretend to be a good guy like the Shahai Sect
Don't think of these wandering throngs of people in the underworld as fools.
These people are able to survive in the underworld because they have more thoughts than anyone else and are very greedy for profit.
What they value most is also profit.
If you want to drive them, forget it without any benefits.
As for leaving a good impression among the casual players.
In response, Yan Xiong just laughed.
The Tianxiahui never takes things too seriously.
They always start with action.
Look at the border town, how many individual tourists are there now
Almost all the individual visitors were summoned into the Tianxiahui.
Why
It’s because the Tianxiahui treats us well.
The minds of these individual people are as clear as mirrors. They know very well who is more reliable between Tianxiahui and Shahai Sect, and who can give them more benefits.
Of course, there are always many fools in the world.
Just like the two just now.
It's obvious that Hu Yidao is just a minor character.
A small character could fight with them, but he even rushed in front of Yan Xiong and others without knowing his own limitations.
Isn't this just seeking death
It is also because this place is Fudimen, and we have to give Fudimen some face.
Otherwise, they might not even know how they died.
"Everyone, this courtyard is your residence. Please stay here. If you need anything, you can call the servants.
In addition, tonight, Master Chen from my sect will host a banquet at the Chen Mansion next door to entertain all the distinguished guests who have come from afar. Please come and show your support!"
After bringing Yan Xiong and others to the courtyard, the leading disciple took out an invitation from his arms.
Yan Xiong sucked in his true energy and sucked the invitation into his hand. He took a look at it and nodded, saying, "Got it. We will definitely be there."
"Then please have a good rest, my dear guests. I will take my leave now."
The leading disciple said this respectfully and stepped out.
"Three, seven, eight, nine, you two are in charge of guarding the gang leader's door, and the rest of you go find your own rooms to sleep in. Someone will come and take over the shift with us at night!!"
Hu Yidao whispered instructions to his fellow disciples.
"No need, go find a room to sleep! I don't need anyone to guard my place!
Yidao, come to my room. I have something to tell you!"
For Yan Xiong, it makes no difference whether there is someone guarding it or not.
So instead of letting them work hard to guard, it is better to let them rest.
"Boss, what can I do for you?"
Yan Xiong's room was very large, divided into two rooms, inner and outer. There were also various porcelains, calligraphy and paintings in the room. It was obviously a room specially prepared by the Fudi Sect for the bigwigs of various factions.
Yan Xiong looked around casually before speaking: "Jingyun should have arrived at Xuanmen. Go to the Tanzhuang I helped set up in this city and check. He should be there. Bring him back when you see him."
"Yes!" Hu Yidao nodded, then left with a knife.
A few days ago, Yan Xiong and Bu Jingyun corresponded with each other and asked him to come to this city to meet them.
The reason why I asked him to come too.
It’s actually no big deal.
The main thing is that all the sects and schools have gathered here, and they must be measuring each other's strength.
Among them, there is no need to say much about the top leaders. Yan Xiong is here, and anyone who acts rudely in front of him will be slapped to death.
As for the younger generation, although Yan Xiong is not very old, he can be considered a younger generation.
But he is the leader of a gang, so it is naturally impossible for him to compete with the younger generation of various factions. That would be very embarrassing.
As for the Tianxiahui, among the younger generation, only Yan Xiong and a few other disciples have outstanding abilities, while the others are not good enough, so naturally he has to bring a disciple with him.
Among the disciples, Nie Feng was in the border town attacking those good-for-nothings in other cities, Qin Shuang went to Beihan Pass, and although Duan Lang occasionally sent letters, he was far away in the southern region and could not make it back.
Therefore, Yan Xiong could only call Bu Jingyun, who had been traveling in Mobei.
…
When Hu Yidao came out of the courtyard, the gangsters in the pavilion in the inner courtyard had disappeared.
I guess he went out.
However, when he was about to leave the inner courtyard, he met another group of people who came in led by disciples of Fudi Sect.
A group of monks.
There were quite a large group of monks, about thirty or forty in number, at least twice as many as those who came from the Tianxiahui.
Seeing this, Hu Yidao hurriedly stood aside.
These monks were covered in dust and looked tired, obviously having traveled a long way.
As the oldest sect in Mobei, Vajra Temple always has some elusive rules.
One of them is not to ride a horse when traveling.
Yes, according to the temple rules of Vajra Temple, monks are generally not allowed to ride horses when traveling and can only walk.
According to them, this is spiritual practice.
Thinking that these monks would have to walk to the Southern Region after the Anti-Japanese Assembly and the Lion Oath Society were completed, an inexplicable smile emerged on Hu Yidao's face.
"I don't know why the donor is laughing!"
A handsome monk passed by him and saw his strange smile and couldn't help asking.
"I just thought of something happy!"
Hu Yidao replied.
The monk looked at his clothes and glanced at the Tianxiahui standard on his chest.
"So you are a friend of Tianxiahui. No wonder I felt that you looked familiar."
"Of course you look familiar. We went together last time to the Blood Abyss."
Hu Yidao said with a smile.
This monk was none other than the young monk Yuanzhen, a disciple of Buddhism from the Vajra Temple.