If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 245: Leader of Minshan
September 15th, morning.

Outside the north gate of Tianmen Town, the square in front of the Qinghe County Prince's villa.

"Why are there so few people?" Xiao Yu looked around and said disappointedly, "Is there no heroes in East Shu, or are all heroes cowards who dare not come to fight the ghosts?"

"It's not too few, right? There are thirty rectangular tables in the back, seating seven or eight hundred people!" said the Dog Meat Taoist.

Rectangular tables are arranged neatly in rows, and each table can seat twenty to thirty people.

There is no fixed number of people, so you can sit wherever you want. There are wine jars, big bowls, pork heads, peanuts, broad beans and other drinks and food on the table.

At the front of the rectangular table, close to the "ring", there are a number of small round tables.

Small round table with high-backed grandfather chair.

These more than fifty small round tables facing the "arena" are all prepared for the "Xianwu bosses".

Xiaoyu and the Taoist priest Gourou are both considered "big guys". They were personally invited by Cheng Jijiu and had an invitation letter.

Among the many big guys, Xiaoyu ranked 49th. This was before he killed Chi Lingzi and the tiger demon.

The Dog Meat Taoist is even more awesome, ranking in the top ten.

At this moment, the two of them were gathered around a small table.

The small table is prepared for one person, but if you meet friends or old acquaintances, you can share the table. There are many places like them.

For example, there was a small table at Tianmen Club, with seven or eight people sitting around it.

But even including the small tables, there were only a few hundred people.

Xiaoyu felt that it was not lively enough just for a banquet, let alone for hosting a martial arts conference.

It was completely different from what she had imagined: crowds of people, huge crowds of people, and loud drums and gongs.

The tables were neatly arranged and people were sitting quietly.

A circle of yellow cloth was set up outside the venue to block the wind and dust, making the venue seem cramped.

There weren’t even any flags or banners, and it looked even less impressive than the sports meet in previous lives.

"Are seven or eight hundred people a lot? There are eight ghost kings in Guaizi Mountain, and I wonder how many tens of thousands of ghost soldiers and generals there are!" Xiaoyu said.

Taoist Dog Meat said: "Last year, in order to deal with the coalition forces of thirty-six countries, more than 50,000 people came to the Shudong Heroes Conference!
Among them, more than a thousand followed the prince to sneak into the enemy's rear, and another 30,000 were temporarily incorporated into the "Lu Ye Guard".

Most of them are ordinary people in the inner force realm.

Just like the 'Ba Wang Spear' from Luojia Village."

Speaking of Overlord Spear, he showed some resentment on his face, and looked at the jade bone bell on Xiaoyu's waist with regretful eyes, muttering softly: "I told you long ago that your dog is destined to die.

If you kill it early, you can also get the dog treasure, refine the monsters and ghosts, and I can also eat a few bites of fat meat.

Now, all the dog meat has been sold to outsiders."

"It's not destiny that you beat it to death. It's destiny that it got drunk and lost its life on its own," Xiaoyu said.

Taoist Dog Meat sighed, "Last year's 'Overlord Spear' should have participated in the Heroes Conference. He must have known about the Wulin Conference this year, but has he come?
No, it’s useless to come!
Ordinary warriors can't even see where the ghosts are. If you call them over, it's like helping the ghost king recruit soldiers - they can't kill ghosts when they are alive, but after death they become fierce ghosts, and they are quite good at killing people."

Xiao Yu frowned and asked, "Does it mean to slay the ghosts all at once and rely solely on personal ability to slay the ghosts?"

"How do you want to kill the ghosts?" asked the Taoist priest Dog Meat.

Xiao Yu said: "Led by an immortal, a huge military formation will be formed. Soldiers will wear amulets to resist Yin energy, and weapons will be affixed with magic symbols that can kill ghosts. They will have a fair fight with the Yin soldiers of Guaizi Mountain."

Taoist Dog Meat said: "If we need to use the military formation, it would be most convenient to directly transfer the 'Luye Guards' from Luodu.

A ragtag army assembled hastily cannot form a military formation in a short period of time. Last year, even though Marquis Lieyang led the army, only one in ten survived, and almost the entire army was wiped out. Will it happen again today?"

"Then transfer the troops over, they also need to be mobilized." Xiaoyu said.

Taoist Dog Meat said calmly: "You said it yourself, the army formation must be led by an immortal. Not only an immortal, but also he must be proficient in the art of military formation, and his art of military formation is especially effective in restraining ghosts.

It's no use even if you call Marquis Lieyang back from Daqin to Xishu.

His three thousand fire crows may be able to restrain the ghosts, but the Eight Kings Heavenly Palace is in the underworld. Can the three thousand fire crows enter the underworld? After entering the underworld, how much power can they still maintain? "

Xiao Yu asked: "If we can't form a military formation, at least we need a formation method - hey, the holy monk is here!"

As the two were talking, they saw several monks walking out of the gate of Qinghe Villa.

The person surrounded in the center was her current "good neighbor".

"Master Chijuro, you are here too." Xiao Yu stood up and walked a few steps quickly to the old monk. He bowed and greeted him, "Master, your injury has not healed yet, why bother!"

The old monk was sitting on a stretcher, carried over by several "meat-eating monks".

Well, the tiger demon was eventually eaten by the monks of Honenji Temple, and wasn’t even shared with the neighbors nearby.

Although they said they were vegetarians, once they knew that tiger meat was very nutritious, they threw all the rules and regulations out the window.

Even old monks drink tiger bone soup every day to nourish their bodies.

However, with the dog meat Taoist priest in front of him, Xiaoyu now has basically no feelings towards monks and Taoist priests who broke their precepts, and will not discriminate against them in particular.

"The ghost country of Guaizi Mountain threatens millions of people in Tianmen Town. Even if I stay in bed to recuperate, I cannot feel at ease. Moreover, how can a mere injury to my flesh and blood block the Buddha's light from shining upon me?"

Chijura's voice was sonorous and powerful, and there seemed to be a flash of Buddha's light on his face, making him appear particularly sacred and majestic.

"Holy monk, benevolence and justice!"

"As expected of a holy monk from Western Shu." "Buddha's light shines everywhere, and the demons are easily warded off! With a holy monk here, we have nothing to worry about."

The immortal martial arts masters nearby all spoke in praise.

Xiaoyu also followed the old monk's words and said a few worthless flattering words.

The old monk originally had a small table by himself, but she forced him to sit at the same table with herself and the dog-meat Taoist priest.

As soon as the old monk sat down, Li Xianzhi and several "immortals" came out and went straight to the platform.

There are also more than a dozen chairs placed on the high platform made of loess.

Li Xianzhi did not sit on it, but those human immortals and the "immortal masters" who seemed to be extraordinary people sat on it.

The reason why Xiaoyu identified them as "immortal masters" at a glance was not only because they were in the C position and the human immortals were very respectful to them, but also because she found two familiar faces among them - the old farmer from Minshan who had celebrated the birthday of the immortal Lao Shenshen, and the "old fairy Yuchen", who was also the "girl lady" she had complained about before.

Anyone who can chat and laugh with old farmers and maids in the mountains of Fujian with an equal attitude must not be an ordinary immortal.

As for judging the realm of Taoism from the aura emanating from the body.
Including Renxian and Li Xianzhi, everyone looks like an ordinary person.

Before the actual action began, no unusual aura was emitted.

The same is true for Xiaoyu.

Having a restrained aura is almost one of the criteria for being a “Xianwu boss”.

"Everyone, this September 15th Shudong Martial Arts Conference has only one goal, the Eight Kings Heavenly Palace on Guaizi Mountain."

As the owner of the villa and organizer of the conference, Li Xianzhi first stood in the center of the high platform with a solemn expression and said loudly: "The Eight Kings Heavenly Palace is Yingxiang Mansion and the great enemy of our Shu Kingdom!

The specific identities of the Eight Ghost Kings are still unclear, but at least it is certain that they were all generals in the coalition of thirty-six countries last year, and some of them were even kings.

When they were alive, they invaded our Great Shu and wanted to massacre Yingxiang Prefecture and Tianmen Town. After they died and became ghosts, their purpose did not change.

They wanted to pull Tianmen Town, Yingxiang Prefecture, and all the surrounding towns into the underworld and make them part of the ghost country.

We are mortal enemies with them, there is no room for compromise or concession!"

After determining the tone and non-compromising stance of this martial arts conference, Li Xianzhi began to introduce the "immortals" around him.

"As we all know, thunder magic is the best way to deal with ghosts. This old farmer from Minshan should be familiar to everyone, right? Senior Minshan is very good at the 'Five Thunders Law'. I would like to recommend him as the leader of this Shudong Martial Arts Conference."

He lowered his back and bowed to the old farmer in front of everyone, "Senior, in order to welcome the millions of people in Xiangfu, please don't refuse!"

The old farmer from Minshan is now dressed similarly to the day he went to Lao's mansion to pay his respects.

He was wearing a tattered straw hat, a gray short shirt with obvious patches, his sleeves and trousers rolled up high, revealing two dark, skinny calves covered in mud, and his big feet in straw sandals were bare of socks.

However, many people at the scene knew him, and those who knew him did not dare to underestimate him. Because when Lao Shenxian celebrated his birthday, the old farmer from Minshan made a very cool appearance: carrying two baskets of fairy peaches on his shoulders, singing "The Moon is High" which resounded throughout the city, with a rainbow across the sky under his feet, and the people of the city could see and hear it when they looked up.

If it weren't for the news of "Yu Feng Fairy Sword beheading Chi Lingzi" that suddenly made headlines on the second day of the birthday banquet, the hottest topic among the people in the city would still be the old farmer in Minshan.

Well, on the birthday, the old farmer from Minshan was the most talked about "immortal" among the people.

"It is our duty to exterminate the evil spirits, but you don't need the honorable position of 'leader'." The old farmer stood up from his chair, smiled and waved his hand to refuse.

The maid "Fairy Yuchen" said with a smile: "Being the leader of the alliance is an honorable position, but it is also a heavy responsibility. Only you, Minshan, can shoulder this heavy responsibility. Don't shirk it."

Li Xianzhi and several other "immortals" also tried to persuade him, and after repeated refusals, the old farmer from Minshan finally "reluctantly" accepted it.

"The martial arts conference has just begun and the leader has been chosen?" Xiao Yu asked in surprise.

She was not surprised that the "real bosses" had already decided on the "champion" candidate.

It would be fine if she was just surprised at the internal decision, but at least she went through the process, demonstrated fairness and justice, and gave the "voters" in the audience a sense of participation!
After all, the arena has been set up, but it is not a stage for people to show off their acting skills.

For example, Xiaoyu herself.

She definitely doesn't want to be the "leader", but if there is a process of selecting a leader, she is still willing to go on the stage and compete with everyone.

"If you are not convinced, you can go up and challenge the old immortal of Minshan. As long as your pure yang sword energy can surpass the Five Thunders Law, the prince will definitely support you to be the leader." The dog meat Taoist whispered.

——The "Five Thunders Law" of the Fujian mountain peasants seems not to be very pure.
Xiaoyu muttered to herself.

On the night of Lao Mansion's birthday, Fairy Yuchen disappeared quietly in the afternoon.

However, the old farmer from Minshan stayed until the evening and watched the entire program including "Chang'e Celebrates Birthday", "Bench Becomes a Tiger" and "Ghostly". Finally, he was tricked and activated "Big Destroyer Dad".

The assassination and the sudden attack have been completed, and the "method of forcibly killing the old farmer" is still in the process of deduction.

Judging from the existing deduction results alone, he does have a powerful thunder magic power, but it is not as purely masculine as her "Pure Yang Sword Energy".

"I know that my abilities are limited, and I have no intention of coveting the position of alliance leader, but I believe that Master Chijiula has profound Buddhist knowledge and the Buddha's light shines everywhere, which can better restrain evil spirits." Xiao Yu said.

The old monk waved his hands repeatedly, "It is true that Buddhism can restrain evil spirits, but I am seriously injured and unable to take on the position of leader. I am willing to help the leader of Minshan."

Xiaoyu noticed that Li Xianzhi and the old farmer from Minshan both glanced at them out of the corner of their eyes.

She became quiet and stopped talking nonsense. In fact, she was not the only one muttering, many martial arts masters in the audience were discussing the matter of the "Leader of Minshan".

If someone doesn't know the old farmer from Minshan, ask others.

Some people have seen the old farmer from Minshan in Lao Mansion, but they don't know his magical powers and are asking about the "Five Thunders Orthodoxy".

There were also people who murmured like Xiaoyu, wondering why there was no process for selecting the leader.

(End of this chapter)