Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

Suddenly, a graceful and swaying figure appeared in front of me. It was Nangong Shan, the Haoyue of the previous generation.

She was originally in charge of Suzaku Hall. After the Shen Ce Mansion merged with the Si Xiang Hall, she took the initiative to withdraw, vacated her position, and sold a favor.

With her many years of management and connections, if she joined the Shen Ce Mansion, although it would bring certain benefits in the short term, it would definitely be a hidden danger in the long run because her say was too high... So Nangong Shan, who was in her thirties, took the initiative to abdicate, and it was said that she had begun to prepare to impact the realm of sainthood during this period.

The Nangong family hasn't had a saint for a long time. Nangong Shan has good talent, but it's not enough to break through and be canonized as a saint.

Bei Mingque could sense that Nangong Shan had now reached the peak of the fourth level, and he couldn't help but feel strange... She had really made a lot of progress. Has this woman changed?

"Is something wrong?"

"Come and take a look." Nangong Shan waved her paper umbrella: "You don't welcome me?"

"The four great families have been on good terms for generations, but the Bei Ming family is in a special situation now. I hope you can understand." Bei Ming Que spoke very politely, but he didn't even have the intention to show his respect.

"I know you are here as a door god. If I hadn't received any news, I wouldn't want to come and disturb you." Nangong Shan touched her belly: "I have just pushed the Suzaku Gong to the eighth level, one step closer to the ninth level, but it seems that Bei Ming Yao may be canonized faster than me."

Bei Mingque raised his eyebrows, wondering where the confidence came from.

Then I felt something was wrong.

"Are you trying to say that you have been hiding your incompetence all these years?"

"That's not the case. It's just that I've been running a business for so many years and put in a lot of effort just to do a few deals. Many of them were a failure, but at least one of them worked and gave me hope for canonization." Nangong Shan smiled and said, "Women are very cunning. You have to use your cleverness in the right place..."

"Who are you doing business with?" Bei Mingque was not curious, but questioning.

Nangong Shan glanced in the direction of the greenhouse: "Some people don't want Bei Ming Yao to be canonized... I just came to remind you of this."

"What do you mean?" Bei Mingque suddenly stood up.

"The Beiming family is in danger now, and it can be said that it is on the verge of collapse... Without Bai Yujing, you have become a bunker made of sand, and have successfully made yourselves into a piece of fat meat." Nangong Shan continued: "So it is only a matter of time before you are hunted down."

Bei Mingque's face was as gloomy as water: "Are you one of them too?"

"I am, and I am not." Nangong Shan raised her index finger and placed it in front of her lips: "I didn't say that we can only do business with one party, right? Someone else asked me to go on this trip to bring you a message... I was originally going to give it to Bei Ming Yao, but it seems there is no chance now."

"You say." Bei Mingque held his breath.

"Bai Xinghe's disappearance is not accidental, the source is in Penglai." Nangong Shan brought a message.

Bei Mingque naturally knew something about the past. He stood up suddenly. What did you mean... Bai Xinghe's disappearance was not accidental? There was someone behind the scenes in Penglai, whose goal was to cause a conflict or even a break between the Bei Ming family and the Bai family?

Nangong Shan continued, "Originally, Bai Yujing might not have died, but someone prevented him from entering Penglai, cutting off his way of survival and retreat."

Bei Mingque couldn't sit still anymore. Just as he was about to get to the bottom of things, he immediately put his hands on Nangong Shan's shoulders, but the next moment he was repelled by the surging green flames.

"Calm down, Xiao Quezi." Nangong Shan opened her folding fan: "I am just delivering a message... Now that I have finished speaking, you can slowly figure out the details. I will not linger any longer. Perhaps the next time we meet, we will have no choice but to fight each other."

"Wait!" Bei Mingque shouted at her back, "Are you planning to break the thousand-year-old alliance between the aristocratic families just like that?"

Nangong Shan paused.

“Do you really think that I’m the only one on the Nangong family’s side?”

"The Beiming family is nothing more than a token of allegiance."

"Besides... Xiao Quezi, don't forget that although you are in the capital, half of this thousand-year-old family's heritage is in Penglai."

"The world is in turmoil now, and the king intends to elevate the status of the Watch Academy. Therefore, the previous way of standing on both sides is no longer effective. We must all make a choice as soon as possible. This has nothing to do with feelings, but only about interests and the future."

Without even turning her head, she said, "I hope you can be mentally prepared and prepare a way out for the Bei Ming family as soon as possible."

Nangong Shan left.

Bei Mingque felt a chill in his heart.

Almost all the outstanding core disciples of the four great families studied at Penglai College. In the past, he had never thought about why this was the case. He just thought it was normal. After all, it was human nature to choose a better college to study at.

But most of the five major academies in Penglai have direct descendants from thousand-year-old families, which is very intriguing. Is it because they are really excellent, or because someone tacitly approves?

It turns out that there was already a net in Penglai.

Many years ago, they targeted Bai Xinghe and Bei Mingyao, causing Bei Mingyao to drop out of school early and his bloodline to be damaged. Bai Xinghe has been missing ever since, which then led to Bai Potian causing a commotion in the capital, and he was forced to leave after being branded as one of the Ten Evils. Now, they have blocked Bai Yu's way to Penglai, blocking his way to survival...

There is no coincidence behind this, but someone is making moves in secret.

Who will it be?

Bei Mingque thought silently... Could it be the master of Penglai Island?

But if it was the master of Penglai Island who was ranked first among the top ten, it would seem that there was no need to take such a complicated approach... But if it was not the master of Penglai Island, who could it be?

Bei Mingque looked back in the direction of the greenhouse.

Bei Ming Yao, who is at the critical juncture of death, has no chance of ending his retreat early. If he is not careful, all his efforts will be in vain.

He couldn't be bothered.

But staying here is also a dead end.

Bei Mingque covered his forehead with his hands, feeling that he was stuck in a deadlock. He only hated his own lack of ability and inability to break the impasse.

Perhaps, I can only seek help from others, if I can ask a canonized saint for help...

Bei Mingque thought so, but he was destined to be disappointed.

Oh, all the saints...

Chapter 872 L Five Dangers and a Shock

On the outskirts of Luoyang, a meeting was being held beneath a lotus pond in a secluded courtyard.

The people present at this meeting are all famous and renowned figures in the world.

The martial arts world of Da Xia had long been tamed. After all, the martial arts world was essentially a place where a group of people who broke the law with force made their own rules. Once the modern order was established, the territory of these secret rules would shrink and be forced to be compressed into places that could not be seen normally.

Xuan Tian Si took in the martial arts world and also introduced the rules of the martial arts world into the internal Xuan Tian Si. Therefore, the competition for the name and ranking of the Seven Stars of the Blue Dragon is, in a sense, also a martial arts conference, which needs to decide the position of the leader of the martial arts world.

Whether you are wandering around or building your physique, what you rely on is not fighting and killing, but the ways of the world... Having ability is not enough, you also need to accumulate experience. Having experience alone is not enough, you also need to be able to do things, be considerate to your superiors, and be able to promote subordinates. Without exception, all of these require the right skills.

The people in this conference room are smart and experienced enough... They may not be interest groups with completely similar positions, but it is not unfair to say that they are in cahoots with each other.

Since ancient times, the relationship between the imperial court's lackeys and the gangsters has been uneasy, but this does not involve any question of good or evil, it's just that the two of them are different, and the issue of interests is the most important.

The same is true for Xuan Tian Si today… Many things cannot be decided by the leader of the martial arts world. The so-called leader of the martial arts world is just an arbitrator who needs to balance the interests of all parties. The various sects and forces within Xuan Tian Si have been entangled with each other for hundreds of years, and coupled with the newly promoted upstarts, each with their own demands and selfish desires, it is like a big net, densely spread all over Da Xia, and the same silk thread of the same net is entangled with other silk threads, being pulled from all directions. There are disputes among sects, mixed with new and old grudges, righteous and evil, southern and northern schools, traditional and new trends, orthodox and side branches… It is impossible for such a complex entanglement to be arbitrated by one person alone.

Although Xuantiansi was an institution established for this purpose, there are always people who intend to bypass it.

The main reason is that the style of Taoism itself is to seek immortality and ask for the way. Most of the people who do practical work in Xuantiansi are this group of people. Taoists are willing to believe... They practice Taoism and cultivate qi, and their main goal is to do whatever they want, so they rarely demand for interests.

In the past, with the pressure from Zhang Tianshi and the orthodox Taoism, many things were kept secret. But now, Taoism seems to be showing signs of decline, while Buddhism is rising against the trend, sparking a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism. Others must take advantage of the situation and consider whether they should change their support.

There was a mixture of conversations in the conference room, with everyone expressing their own opinions.

"It is not an exaggeration to say that the ranking of this Xuantian Grand Ceremony will determine the future structure of the next fifty years. You should all be planning to compete for it, right?"

"What's there to argue about? Just arrange it in advance... Do you really want to fight to the death in the ring?"

"Then who goes first and who goes second? You have the final say. In terms of the overall strength of the sects, it's not too much for me, Dian Cang, to be fourth and fight for third, right?"

"It's good that your weak strength like Dian Cang has not declined. In my opinion, it's better to keep your rank unchanged."

"Bullshit! If it doesn't change, what's the difference between holding the Xuantian Grand Ceremony and not holding it!"

"Anyway, the first two are definitely still in the hands of Buddhism and Taoism, so you might as well say less."

"This is wrong..."

On the main seat, a middle-aged man in blue clothes waved a feather fan and spoke, and the meeting fell silent.

Someone asked: "What is Mr. Chen's opinion?"

"The main purpose of this Xuantian Grand Ceremony is the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism..." Mr. Chen said calmly: "What you all want is a predictable result in advance, and to ensure your own vitality as much as possible. Instead of staring at the position behind, it is better to look forward."

"The Taoist sect and the Buddhist sect are not something we can bring down..."

"Hahaha, no, that's not what I meant." Mr. Chen raised his feather fan: "You are all smart people. You should be able to see that Buddhism is flourishing and Taoism is declining. In the past, you always looked at Xuantiansi. Why don't you consider going further? Must you limit yourself to this? You should realize that... Shenwusi is the most suitable place to go. Xuantiansi sounds good, but it's just a piece of enclosure."

"This……"

"Let us switch to Shenwu?"

"No, I mean to merge them." Mr. Chen waved his folding fan: "If Xuantian Division and Shenwu Division were to be combined into one, what do you think?"

Everyone present was moved by these words, but...

"How is this possible? Since the founding of the Ten Divisions of Daxia, there has never been any talk of mergers, right?"

"The Divine Martial Division is independent in order to weaken the influence of the martial arts sects. There is the Hero Building below and the Martial Saint Pavilion above..."

"Just because it didn't happen in the past doesn't mean it won't happen in the future." Mr. Chen said calmly, "There are only four saints in the Martial Saint Pavilion, but there are already three Bodhisattvas in Buddhism. If we support Buddhism to enter the Divine Martial Division..."

He observed the eyes of the people around him and continued, "Even if you are unwilling, will the Divine Martial Department let you go? The incident of Prince Xiling involves many people. Everyone is in danger. The Martial Saint Pavilion and the Divine Strategy Palace executed people first and reported later. Many people were killed."

"Is this really to clear up the deep-seated illness left by King Xiling, or is it deliberately to strangle the sectarian power within Xuantian Division?"

"Besides, if you really let those young men hang a knife over your head, can you be sure that you will be the next one to die?"

Hearing this, everyone's faces fell into a gloomy state.

The reason they held the meeting was that they sensed direct danger. The poison left by King Xiling was deep-rooted, and the Xuantian Division, which had the most complicated internal structure and was the easiest to be bribed, had been infiltrated the most severely. But if they really had to scrape the bones to cure the poison, many people present would have to be beheaded.

In the silence, a voice came from a seat in the corner.

"So Mr. Chen's intention is to let the various sects serve as dogs for the Buddhist sect, and wait for it to clean up the Martial Saint Pavilion?"

"For a matter like Xuantian Division swallowing up Shenwu Division, it is not enough to rely on the ability of Buddhism alone. What is more important is the will from above."

"The Martial Saint Pavilion has been relied upon for so many years, and now there is a Divine Strategy Mansion. This is the most prosperous era in a thousand years, and the Divine Martial Department is full of talents."

"What right do the Buddhists have to challenge the status of the Martial Saint Pavilion in flattering the imperial master?"

"For such a world-changing event, it is far from enough to rely on Mr. Chen's words alone."

"How dare you!" Someone shouted angrily, "Apologize to Mr. Chen!"

Mr. Chen looked at the people in the corner and said slowly, "I have other plans. Although the Divine Martial Department is powerful, it is not without weaknesses. The Divine Strategy House is too young and still far from being powerful. It is not worth worrying about now... The only thing worth worrying about is the Martial Saint Pavilion. As for changing the world... I have a way to do it."

A voice continued to be heard from the corner: "Everyone present here is a famous local family, but instead of thinking about serving the country, they are obsessed with the trivial matters of their family, surname, and sect. If you have real skills, wouldn't it be difficult to directly join the Shenwu Division and find a high-ranking position?"

"How dare you! Sect inheritance is a big deal. Who the hell are you to speak nonsense here and disrespect our ancestors!" Someone slammed the table and cursed.

"Sect inheritance... is just a part of martial arts. Buddhism and Taoism all have great inheritance, but what do you have?" A cold laugh continued in the corner: "If inheritance is so important, why don't you see martial saints in your sects?"

"Oh... Huajian Sect did produce a Martial Saint, but he was driven out by you guys!"

Hearing this ridicule, the deputy leader of the Huajian Sect could no longer tolerate it. He threw the object in front of him, and the celadon cup lid flew out, using the technique of three fold hidden patterns.

The speed was so fast that only a shadow remained.

The teacup lid was suddenly frozen in mid-air, as if it had hit a speed bump. The powerful impact force disappeared invisibly, and after it came to a complete stop, it fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"what?"

"Ah this..."

"Who are you!"

The scene was in chaos.

Mr. Chen stood up holding the armrest. His calm expression became solemn, and then changed into a smiling face again.

"Great skill!" He clapped his hands. "Since you are a distinguished guest from the Divine Strategy Palace, why do you still need to hide your identity?"

In the corner, the visitor took off his disguise.

Mu Yaoxi held an ink-colored iron fan in his hand.

His eyes swept around: "The Xuantian Division should have completed internal unification long ago, but they are still scheming against each other. It can be seen that you are all a bunch of mean people with no sense of justice in your hearts. Placing you here means that I believe that you are behind the times and are useless!"

"The Shenwu Division and Shence Mansion will not accept a bunch of dirty things like you...you will pollute the environment."

Mocking in person.

But in the meeting, no one cared about being scolded.

They all knew what the presence of the Shen Ce Mansion meant. They were definitely not here just to take notes of the meeting!

Someone had quietly reached the door and was about to leave, but as soon as he opened the door, he was kicked back along with the door.

Outside the door of the conference room, a young man in white was holding a dogtail grass in his mouth and a long sword in his arms. Ren Nanbei retracted his right foot and said, "I heard that someone here is planning a rebellion. Stand still and don't move. I will bring your heads back for a thorough interrogation."

There was a panic at the scene. When they saw Ren Nanbei, they were like little ghosts seeing the King of Hell.

The grass-cutting knife in his hand can kill noble families and sects!