Chapter 72 Martial arts conference, gathering from all directions

Zhongnan Mountain, Shenjian Villa.

The Shenjian Villa is famous in the world for its sword-based villa, and the villa is built with great style.

The owner of the village, Lin Yisheng, likes to make friends and is known as "Jianghu Baixiaosheng" and "Lin Daxia".

In the early morning, the villa is bathed in glowing light.

"Yu..."

In the village, a dark horse soared in the air in front of the martial arts training ground.

The middle-aged man in Confucian robes is sitting firmly, as if fixed on the back of a horse.

Daxia Lin is in his forties, has a square face, big ears, and a dignified appearance.

He stroked the black horse under his crotch and looked at the young man beside him.

"Dad is going to Shaoshi Mountain to attend a martial arts competition. You must practice martial arts at home and don't neglect it!"

The young man looked similar to him, with a hint of childishness. He was Lin Yijian, the son of Daxia Lin.

"Dad, can you take me to Shaolin with you?"

Lin Yijian was extremely excited when he heard that he was going to a martial arts competition.

"Why are you joining in the fun?!" Daxia Lin frowned.

The rivers and lakes were full of fish and dragons, and he was worried that something would happen.

"Dad, don't you always tell me, 'Northern Qiao Peak, Southern Duan Yu'? I want to see the majesty of Gang Leader Duan, so I would like to go to the martial arts conference to broaden my horizons and gain more knowledge!"

Lin Yijian stared at Daxia Lin with earnest eyes.

After hearing what he said, Lin Daxia felt a little soft-hearted.

Over the years, he has been protecting his son as a child, which has made him weak in character.

It's rare for a martial arts conference to be held in the martial arts world, so it's time for him to go out and see the world.

Men need to go out and experience more in order to grow.

Hero Lin nodded, glared at Lin Yijian and said, "After you go out, stay with dad honestly and don't cause any trouble!"

Lin Yijian immediately smiled and agreed hastily.

Shortly after.

A group of people from Shenjian Villa set off, riding horses, to the Shaolin Temple in Henan.

In addition to Lin Daxia and his son, there are also four great swordsmen from Shenjian Villa who serve as guards.

The four people were extremely energetic, with bright eyes and sharp gazes. They pressed their sword hilts and followed behind Daxia Lin.

Along the way, Lin Daxia and his son met many martial arts figures.

They all went to Shaoshi Mountain to participate in the martial arts competition.

Lin Yijian had never seen so many martial arts masters before, and he couldn't help but become nervous.

"No more delay!"

Driving fast all the way, Lin Daxia couldn't help but urge him.

Lin Yijian was too playful and wasted his time along the way.

As the martial arts tournament is approaching, I have to hurry up to avoid being late and being laughed at and despised by my fellow martial artists.

All the major sects have arrived, but you are late. Isn’t this a slap in the face?

The group of people at Shenjian Villa were walking in such a hurry that their riding whips were almost smoking.

Suddenly, there was a sound of rolling hooves behind him.

There was a rumble, like rolling thunder, and the momentum was astonishing.

Daxia Lin hurriedly pulled the reins, signaling everyone in Shenjian Villa to stop and take shelter by the road.

I saw a heroic man galloping on his horse, extremely fast and as powerful as a dragon.

In the blink of an eye, the person was already close.

Lin Yijian shuddered, feeling that the person coming across from him had a strong and fierce aura.

Looking at the horse under him, its fur is shining, as if it is wrapped in black satin, and it is galloping with infinite power.

At first glance, it looks like a good horse that can travel thousands of miles every day, which is rare to see.

Daxia Lin stared closely at the visitor, his solemn expression suddenly relaxed, and he shouted loudly: "But Daxia Qiao?"

"Could it be Qiao Feng?!"

Lin Yijian was shocked.

He is the young master of Shenjian Mountain. He heard a piece of news from the world a few days ago.

After the battle at Juxianzhuang, Beiqiao Feng faded out of the martial arts world and lived a retired life with a girl herding horses and sheep outside the Great Wall.

Unexpectedly, this martial arts legend would appear in front of him today!

Qiao Feng, wearing a simple blue robe and a flying cloak, came on horseback.

He tightened the reins, the horse neighed lightly, stood up, and landed firmly on the ground with its front hooves.

Qiao Feng clasped his fists on the horse and laughed loudly: "It's Qiao. Are you Daxia Lin?"

"Exactly." Lin Daxia rode forward to answer, feeling flattered.

We had a close relationship at Songhe Tower in Wuxi. He invited Duan Yu, Qiao Feng and others to drink. Unexpectedly, Bei Qiao Feng actually remembered him.

"Master Qiao, are you going to Shaoshi Mountain to participate in the martial arts competition?"

"Not bad!" Qiao Feng nodded and said with a smile: "I received a letter from my sworn brother, so I had to come!"

After the two exchanged a few words, Qiao Feng clasped his fists and said: "Master Lin, when we get to Shaoshi Mountain, let's talk again. Qiao will say goodbye first!"

After that, he laughed, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and the horse galloped away.

Yellow dust rolls.

"Beiqiao Feng is indeed heroic!" Lin Yijian looked at Qiao Feng's back and marveled.

Looking back, he asked in confusion: "Dad, who is the sworn brother that Master Qiao mentioned?"

Daxia Lin stroked his beard and said: "The second brother that Daxia Qiao is talking about is the current leader of the Beggar Clan and the crown prince of Dali, Mr. Duan."

"I heard that the two of them became sworn friends outside Wuxi City. I think it happened after drinking at Songhe Tower."

Thinking of this, Daxia Lin shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that my father was drunk at the time, so I couldn't see this important moment with my own eyes. It's a pity!"

Lin Yijian asked curiously: "Dad, why doesn't Master Qiao become the leader of the Beggar Clan?"

The Xingzilin Beggar Clan exposed Qiao Feng's life experience, but Duan Yu ordered it to be deliberately concealed.

Except for some people who know it, most martial arts people don't know it.

Moreover, Duan Yu personally refuted the rumors.

"It is said that Daxia Qiao is a Khitan." Daxia Lin lowered his voice and sighed: "The Beggar Clan was worried that he would be rebellious and cause endless trouble, so they drove him away. They really wronged Daxia Qiao."

He said it very implicitly.

"Master Qiao is a Khitan?"

Lin Yijian was shocked: "That young man is still sworn to him? Are you trying your best to protect him?"

Only then did he understand why so many martial arts people wanted to kill Qiao Feng during the rumored battle at Juxian Village.

Lin Daxia frowned and said: "What happened to the Khitan people? What happened to the Dali people?"

"What is a hero?"

"The great chivalrous person serves the country and the people."

"As long as they uphold justice, hate evil as much as they want, ask for orders for the people, share worries for the country, sacrifice themselves for others, and care about the world, they are good people!"

Lin Yijian said: "But, after all, he is a foreigner."

Hero Lin waved his hand and said: "The founder of Shaolin, Bodhidharma, is also a foreigner. Why don't I see anyone making irresponsible remarks about Shaolin?"

"Although Daxia Qiao is a Khitan, for the sake of the Song Dynasty, he led the Beggar Gang to resist the Liao army for more than ten years, and did not allow the Liao army to cross the border between Song and Liao!"

"Let's talk about Gang Leader Duan. He is a Dali man, but he single-handedly killed the Xixia Yipintang who invaded our land of Jiangnan in the Song Dynasty in Xinglinzi, and saved the Beggar Clan from fire and water. Isn't this the embodiment of a chivalrous person?"

"Jian'er, I hope you will never say anything like this again in the Lin family of Shenjian Villa!"

"That's what father taught you." Lin Yijian nodded solemnly.

At this moment, he realized how generous his father was.

No wonder people in the world call him "hero"!

Daxia Lin waved his hands and said: "Okay, let's not worry about these things, let's hurry up and get on our way!"
To be continued...