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Martial arts conference...

However, in any novel with a slightly longer length and more characters, it is difficult not to have this term.There are various reasons for the meeting. It can be because of some magical weapon, or a peerless secret book, or it is to arrange a seat so that it is convenient to determine who is the boss-the general title is "Wulin Leader", or it is to deal with someone in the arena. Niu x villains, crusade against demons and the like.In some novels, it is often not enough for martial arts people who are idle and have nothing to do once, and they have to open it for the second or third time-it is also difficult for those heroes who came from all corners of the country in the era of inconvenient transportation. up.

But no matter what these martial arts conferences are held for, they will eventually become related to the protagonist, and many protagonists will become famous all over the world—of course, if you are unlucky to meet an author like Shi X, you may also lose your reputation—at the same time Also by the way, abduct a beautiful woman to pay attention, all kinds of benefits, the list goes on and on.

But for Comrade Xue Zhe, the protagonist of this article, this word is really not a good word—without him, no matter how he looks at his current status, he is regarded as the kind of public enemy of the martial arts, which stupid sheep would be happy Interested in going to the whole sheep banquet?

Later, it was Xue Qirong’s words that helped him dispel his worries—the official name of the martial arts conference is the "Representative Congress of Martial Arts People of the People’s Republic of China", referred to as the National Martial Arts Congress, and its status is roughly equivalent to the National People’s Congress in the world. It is responsible for discussing the various provisions in the "Convention", and it also has a function for the big guys to meet and chat.

In other words, this martial arts conference is really just a meeting.

"Then why don't you go?" Xue Zhe was very upset.

"I've already abdicated now," Xue Qirong said innocently, "Do you think which member of the National People's Congress brought his own father to the meeting? Huh?"

"..."

The place where the martial arts conference was held was a small and unknown place, and there was no direct access from Linshan City, so we had to take a plane and then transfer to a bus.In terms of travel expenses, Xue Qirong was very happy. He covered everything from air tickets to board and lodging. What Xue Zhe needed was to stay for a week and accompany him to the meeting.

It's time to travel, Xue Zhe thought so.

Naturally, he couldn't leave Bu Cang alone at home when he went on a trip, and Father Xue also generously offered two shares of money, so after packing up his things briefly, the two embarked on the journey.

Unforgiveness was obviously a little nervous when flying for the first time.Although before that, Xue Zhe specially tutored him about airplanes, but this did not prevent a certain brat from turning slightly pale after getting on the airplane...

"How? By the window or in the middle?" Xue Zhe asked with a smile, pointing to the seat.

"...by the window." After a moment of hesitation, Bu She replied.

Not bad, at least have the courage to try.

It seems that due to the off-season, the plane was not full. Xue Zhe was on the right hand side, and the aisle seat on the left hand side was empty.

Accompanied by the roar of the engine, the huge iron bird gradually flew into the air.

Ever since the plane took off, Bu She has been looking out the window, seeing the scene outside the window changing rapidly, the originally huge building shrunk into a small black spot, even though Xue Zhe had told him the principle of the plane in advance, he really felt that he was in the The feeling in the air is that he still feels that his mind is blank.

If... just in case...

Noticing Bu She's complexion is not good, Xue Zhe smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to cover his hand that was tightly grasping the handrail, and said, "Be careful, you will lose a lot of money if you break it off~"

The warmth from his hands eased the tension in Bu'she's heart a little bit, he tilted his head, and looked at the smiles on the faces of the people around him, suddenly a feeling of unwillingness to admit defeat arose in his heart, and he forced his fear down.

I can't let him see the joke...

Naturally, Xue Zhe didn't know where the inexplicable awkwardness in Bu She's heart came from, he only noticed that Bu She's face had indeed improved a lot, and he was relieved.

This plane was not direct, and had to stop once in the middle, and a lot of passengers came up, which enriched the originally empty cabin a lot.

There was another person next to Xue Zhe. He was not tall, but he was quite stocky. When he sat down, the entire row of seats seemed to sway with his movements, causing Xue Zhe to look at him a few more times.

He was wearing clothes of quite gorgeous colors, and large pieces of bright colors were intertwined on his body, which looked like a walking palette, making one wonder whether the taste of the wearer had a certain quality. question.In addition to his clothes, he also wore a peaked cap made of gold and silver intertwined. After sitting down, he pulled the peak of the cap down, covering most of his face.

Are students used to dressing like this these days... Xue Zhe was very emotional.

Seemingly noticing that Xue Zhe was looking at him, the neighbor sitting next to him suddenly raised his hat and turned to smile at Xue Zhe.

He is not very handsome, but he is very energetic, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a slight dimple on his face when he smiles, which makes people feel close at first sight.

Xue Zhe smiled back at him, and asked casually, "Alone?"

That person looked only seventeen or eighteen years old. If he went out for a trip, would his parents be at ease?

"Ah, I'm the only one." He smiled. "The others rushed over first. Something happened to me, so I was delayed, so it was late... Sigh, Master is really too long-winded."

...Master?

This word made Xue Zhe suddenly have some bad premonitions. Before he could speak, the person over there said again: "But if I had known earlier that I could fly with Master Xue, I would probably be able to leave early. I'm going to have a few nights too."

Xue Zhe was already mentally prepared for the event of "soon to see many real heroes".

But even so, when he found out that the person next to him was such a person, he couldn't help being stunned...

"...how do you know me?" Xue Zhe asked after being dumb for a while.

"Inheritance of the Demon Sect is a big deal. At this moment, the world doesn't know about it. I'm afraid there are only savages." The man said with a hearty smile.

"Your news spread really fast..." Xue Zhe said depressedly.

"In the information age, you can know everything when you go online."

"..." It seems that Jianghu has kept pace with the times more than he imagined, "May I ask, are you...?"

Judging by his relaxed look when he said his identity, it doesn't seem like he has any enmity with him, and if they are members of the five aristocratic families, they should start from their respective bases and will not fly with him.

"I forgot to introduce myself." The man smiled again, then straightened his expression, raised his hand and took off the hat, revealing the shiny head under the hat.He clasped his hands together, and gave Xue Zhe a slap: "Little monk Wu Se, Shaolin representative."

The man in front of him, who was dressed in fancy dress as if he had come directly from Hawaii, was actually...the representative of Shaolin?

For a moment, Xue Zhe felt that the solemn and sacred thousand-year-old temple martial arts resort in his impression was crackling...

Seeing Xue Zhe's strange expression, the little monk who claimed to be Wu Se rubbed his head and smiled: "Young monk doesn't look like a monk, right?"

Xue Zhe nodded - in fact, apart from that hairstyle, Wu Se doesn't look like a monk in any way.

"I can't help it," Wu Se sighed, "If you wear a monk's robe, you will look like a monk, but no matter where you go, people will see you as a status, and some people will come up to ask for consecration..." It seems that something came to mind The little monk smacked his lips against the unspeakably miserable thing, "The little monk has no choice but to change his attire, what's the matter, doesn't he look like a monk?"

"Isn't it?"

"Hey, these are the clothes specially chosen by the little monk. They are very trendy~" the little monk said proudly.

Xue Zhe glanced at the clothes on the little monk, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly - he didn't know how much attention the little monk would attract when he wore monk robes, but in his opinion, such a gaudy outfit was probably no better than monk robes How many……

"By the way, why did you board the plane from here? Shouldn't Shaolin be in Henan?" The two chatted for a while, and Xue Zhe suddenly remembered something.

"Yes, Shaolin Temple is of course in Henan, but the monk doesn't live in Shaolin, why go there to get on the plane?" The little monk shrugged and said.

"...Aren't you from Shaolin?"

"Young monk is from the inner sect." The little monk nodded his nose, "I live in another courtyard."

"Inner door?"

"Yeah." The little monk shook his head, "There's no other way—"

The so-called inner sect is a reform that was forced to be made in the martial arts after liberation in order to adapt to the times.After all, in this era, it is asking for trouble if you still want to occupy the mountains and send masters and apprentices to practice martial arts like before. How many mountains have not been developed into scenic spots these days?Especially popular scenic spots like Shaolin Wudang are full of tourists every day, which is hard to guard against.

Speaking of this, the little monk sighed: "Unfortunately, the "Convention" also stipulates that martial arts practitioners have the responsibility and obligation to keep secrets from ordinary people-in case they are discovered, they will be punished and laughed at. ah."

Therefore, the combination of several sects whose inheritance was not interrupted by the flames of war gave birth to the term inner sect.Cultivate some good seedlings selected from childhood in secret, so as to inherit martial arts, so that many years of foundation will not be cut off in my own life, and I will become a sinner.

"What about the current Shaolin monks?"

"They also practice martial arts, but..." The little monk smiled cunningly, "What they learn are all 'normal' things that can be known to ordinary people after the government approves them, like little monks, they have to hide from the world , you can’t meet people casually.”

Speaking of later, the little monk's tone was a little more depressed.

"Thank you for your hard work." Xue Zhe said sympathetically.

"Speaking of Master Xue," the little monk's depression didn't last long, and he returned to his optimistic look in an instant, "This time the Demon Sect has changed its head, which has aroused a lot of discussion."

"Oh?"

"The majestic Demon Sect actually let a person who doesn't understand martial arts become the head of the door—" the little monk drew a long voice, "A group of people are wondering if the old head of the door Xue has some schemes, otherwise how could such a thing happen? Play faint chess."

Regarding this kind of statement, Xue Zhe could only smile wryly—he could swear that he wanted to know more than anyone else what his boring father was planning...

"The Demon Sect has always been criticized by thousands of people. Although it is not as good as before, but..." The little monk shook his head, "It's still too dangerous..."

"A thousand accusations?" Xue Zhe raised his eyebrows, "Besides the five great families, are there other enemies?"

The little monk looked at Xue Zhe with some surprise, and after a long time, he said bluntly: "Yes, there is more than that..."

He glanced at Xue Zhe with a wry smile: "Actually, if we go back 100 years and meet Master Xue, I'm afraid the little monk will have to make a move..."

"..." My dear ancestors, how many feuds have you found for me...