Chapter 275 Big things to look forward to
Luo Tianjin's words immediately won the approval of the disciples of the six major sects.

"Lord Luo has a point."

Unexpectedly, Jin Fuyu not only did not refute Luo Tianjin's words, but took the initiative to agree: "This time, the election of the leader of the martial arts world is fake, and the real purpose is to fight against the enemy together. Therefore, the candidate for the leader of the martial arts world does not have to be a person of high moral character, but he must be irreconcilable with the Tartars and must not be a traitor."

Shen Dongshan looked disappointed. He looked around at the people who were whispering and couldn't help but let out a bitter sigh.

"So, everyone agrees with Yin's proposal?" Yin Baimei asked loudly.

After hearing this, everyone hesitated. Then, with Luo Tianjin and Jin Fuyu's happy promise, the six major sects and four great families responded one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the "Leader of the Martial Arts World" who had disappeared for a hundred years was re-elected by everyone amid the excitement.

"According to the rules, to elect a martial arts leader, we need to gather all the heroes in the world and hold a martial arts conference." Teng Sanshi said in a serious tone, "The martial arts conference used to be held every three years, but now the world is in turmoil and surrounded by enemies. Therefore, I propose to shorten the time for holding the martial arts conference to one year, so as to elect a martial arts leader as soon as possible to cope with the changing times."

"I agree with Chief Teng's suggestion!" Lu Tingxiang nodded and said, "Why don't we invite heroes from all over the world for a year and hold a martial arts conference on the Double Ninth Festival next year."

"The martial arts conference is not a small fight. According to the rules, all participants, regardless of their wealth, age, gender, status, as long as they are from the Central Plains, can attend the conference and show their skills." Zhongli Mu smiled, "Thinking so, on the day of the martial arts conference, there will definitely be a gathering of heroes, all the big and small sects and forces in the martial arts world, plus the hidden rangers, all added together, I'm afraid there will be at least 8,000 to 9,000 people, and at most over 10,000. Hehe... It seems that we have to choose a venue that is big enough."

After that, Zhongli Mu looked around the bustling Qin Family Martial Arts Arena and said jokingly, "If it were as big as the Qin Family Martial Arts Arena, not to mention fighting, even finding a place to stay would be difficult."

In fact, the Qin family martial arts arena is not narrow, but compared with the martial arts conferences that often involve tens of thousands of people, it is a bit stretched.

"If you don't mind, the martial arts conference can be held in Kunlun Mountain!" Yin Baimei said, "There is a canyon in Kunlun Mountain, named 'Kunlun Ruins'. It was the place where the martial arts conference was held in the past. The terrain is flat and spacious, and can accommodate tens of thousands of people. Although it has been abandoned for a long time, if you agree, I can re-pave it with blue bricks in just half a year and restore it to its original state. I just don't know...what do you think?"

After Yin Baimei said this, everyone couldn't help but whisper again.

Jin Fuyu said with a smile: "Although Kunlun Xu is big, it is in Kunlun Mountain after all. The martial arts conference is the most important event in the martial arts world. Although many heroes have come, it is inevitable that there are good and bad people. Master Yin arranged such an important event in his own home. Isn't he afraid of inviting a wolf into the house?"

"Master Jinwu's implication is that you don't trust me, right?" Yin Baimei snorted, "You are afraid that I will abuse my power for personal gain, and that you don't want the martial arts heroes to go to Kunlun Mountain."

"Master Yin has misunderstood!" Jin Fuyu was not angry at Yin Baimei's sarcasm, but smiled and said, "In fact, in addition to Kunlun Xu, there are many other places where martial arts conferences have been held in the past. Many of them are within easy reach, so why should we go far away?"

Tang Yuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Master Jinwu is talking about..."

"On the top of Huashan Mountain, there is the Sword Arena!" Jin Fuyu said with a smile, "The Huashan Sect was once very prosperous, but after the split of the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect, the Huashan Sect lost its glory and gradually fell into obscurity. Now, many years have passed, and Huashan Mountain is no longer the same, and it is now empty. But this just provides us with a perfect place to hold a martial arts conference. Although the Huashan Sect no longer exists, the Sword Arena on the top of Huashan Mountain still retains the scars of the swords and knives of the heroes of the past, which is just right for us, the younger generation, to go and pay homage to them."

"Good idea!" Lu Tingxiang said with a smile, "The Huashan Sword Contest has disappeared for a hundred years, but since we have brought up the issue of the leader of the martial arts world, we should also revive the grandeur of the Huashan Sword Contest. Although the sword contest stage is not as vast as Kunlun Xu, it is still more than enough to accommodate thousands of people. More importantly, there has been only one road to Huashan since ancient times, which is steep and dangerous. No one can set an ambush on the way up the mountain."

After that, in order to avoid Yin Baimei's misunderstanding, Lu Tingxiang did not forget to add: "The ambush that Lu mentioned refers to the Tartars, not to Master Yin."

"Hmph!" Yin Baimei snorted coldly and simply ignored it.

"This method is feasible!" Qingfeng said quietly, "In order to avoid unqualified people filling in the numbers and wasting everyone's time, we can set up a threshold at the foot of Huashan Mountain and arrange for disciples to compete with those who have registered. Those who are not good at martial arts can only watch from afar on the mountain and cannot go on stage. As for the big and small sects in the martial arts world... the number of disciples brought by the head cannot exceed 30."

"That's right! Too many people is not necessarily a good thing. On the contrary, it is easy to cause trouble." Zuo Hongxuan said, "Without rules, there is no order. With rules, everyone can be more restrained. The martial arts conference is not about the number of people, nor is it a free-for-all. It is about a fair one-on-one contest. In this way, Taoist Qingfeng's method is very fair."

Jin Fuyu pondered and said, "What a saying, 'Without rules, there will be no order.' In recent years, people in the martial arts world have valued profit over righteousness, the young do not know how to respect the elders, and the elders do not know how to abide by the law. It's time for someone to take charge. Since the purpose of electing a martial arts leader is to re-establish the rules of the martial arts world, it's fine to start with the Huashan Sword Contest."

"What Master Jinwu said is exactly what I thought." Teng Sanshi said in a deep voice.

"Does anyone have any objections?" After a moment of silence, Luo Tianjin asked loudly.

Everyone looked around and shook their heads.

Seeing this, Luo Tianjin smiled slightly, then turned to look at Shen Dongshan, who looked embarrassed and silent, and said with a faint smile: "Master Shen, there is one more thing, I am afraid I have to trouble you..."

"Master Luo, you are welcome!" Shen Dongshan sighed, then turned to the crowd and bowed, saying loudly, "I understand that the Sword Arena has been abandoned for many years and is probably already in ruins. But for the stability of the Central Plains martial arts world and the friendship between you and me, I am willing to pay to repair the top of Huashan Mountain and rebuild the Sword Arena."

The road to Mount Hua is rugged and difficult to travel. It takes at least half a day for two laborers to carry a bluestone to the top of Mount Hua.

The summit of Mount Huashan is surrounded by abysses on all sides, narrow and dangerous, but the Sword Arena was to be built to be extremely wide, with at least two-thirds of it suspended in mid-air. The difficulty of its repair and construction, and the exquisite craftsmanship required by the craftsmen, were all one in a million. It took a long time and cost a lot of money.

The former Sword Fighting Arena took the Huashan Sect nine years to build.

Now, there is only one year left until the martial arts conference. This is such an impossible task. Looking around the world, perhaps only Shen Dongshan, the richest man in the Song Dynasty, would dare to make such a boast.

"On the ninth day of September next year, a martial arts conference will be held on the top of Mount Hua to elect the supreme ruler of the martial arts world, the leader of the martial arts world!" Xuanming said loudly, "Amitabha! Once the leader of the martial arts world appears, I wonder how many troubles will arise in the future? I hope that it will be as we wish, that danger can be turned into safety, and the country can be prosperous and the people can live in peace. Great, great!" "In the coming year, if the Tartars come to cause trouble, how should we respond?" Miao'an hesitated.

"They suffered a great loss this time, and they won't dare to come again easily." Tang Yuan sneered, "But in order to be prepared for any eventuality, we should indeed discuss a plan first, so as not to lose our composure when the time comes."

"Why not keep everything as it is? We can temporarily split into two factions, the Xianwang Mansion and the six major sects, and the Jinjianwu and the four major families. When something happens, we can share what we have..." Lu Tingxiang suggested.

"No!" Jin Fuyu interrupted unexpectedly, "If this is the case, it is inevitable that someone will form a clique for personal gain and secretly get pregnant, which will be detrimental to the selection of the leader of the martial arts world next year."

"Oh?" Luo Tianjin was stunned and asked suspiciously, "Then Master Yijinwu means..."

"With Qinhuai as the boundary, we will govern north and south." Jin Fuyu said with a faint smile, "Before the selection of the leader of the martial arts world, north of Qinhuai, we will temporarily nominate one person to be in charge. South of Qinhuai, we will nominate another person to be in charge. When something happens, we must first inform each other, and the person in charge will call everyone together to discuss it. We cannot act arbitrarily. In this way, we can also break the confrontation between the six major sects and the four major families. I wonder what the Luo family thinks?"

Liu Xunyi saw through Jin Fuyu's intention instantly. He clearly wanted to take this opportunity to recruit followers and win over the sects that were close to the Xianwang Mansion in the past.

As we all know, among the four great martial arts families, except for the Hexi Qin family, the rest of the Jiangnan Lu family, the Shuzhong Tang family, and the Xiangxi Teng family are all located south of the Qinhuai River. On the other hand, among the six major sects, only Shaolin, Kunlun, and Kongtong are located north of the Qinhuai River. The rest of Wudang, Emei, and Qingcheng are all located south of the Qinhuai River.

In other words, the north-south governance this year did not matter to Jin Fuyu. After all, the Hexi Qin family and the Xianwang Mansion were at loggerheads over the theft of the "Xuanshui Lower Volume", so it was almost impossible for Luo Tianjin to take the opportunity to win over Qin Ming.

On the other hand, Luo Tianjin suffered greatly. The head of Wudang was his father-in-law, so the relationship was naturally strong. But whether Emei and Qingcheng would be persuaded by Jin Fuyu was unknown.

Looking at Luo Tianjin, who was silent and had a gloomy face, Jin Fuyu asked with a smile, "Why? Could it be that Palace Master Luo still has a grudge against him? Does he have to divide the martial arts sects into close and distant groups?"

Jin Fuyu's words were daggers hidden in his words. If Luo Tianjin insisted on refusing, it would play into Jin Fuyu's hands and cause unnecessary misunderstandings, resulting in damage to his reputation and even creating a rift with the six major sects.

After hesitating for a long time, Luo Tianjin stared at Jin Fuyu with a sinister look, and said with a fake smile: "Everything will be done as Master Jin Wu said. I just don't know who should be chosen as the person in charge of the southern and northern affairs?"

"The North naturally recommends Palace Master Luo." Zhongli Mu said, "Abbot Xuanming is an outsider, Kunlun Sect is far away, and I am used to being lax, so it is difficult for them to take on this important task. As for Palace Master Qin..."

"No need to look at me!" Qin Ming said decisively, "I'm not interested!"

"Hehe... Looks like I'll have to trouble Mansion Master Luo." Zhongli Mu waved his hands pretending to be helpless.

In response, Luo Tianjin just smiled slightly as a thank you and did not refuse.

"As for the person in charge in the south..."

"The leader of the South should nominate the Left Sect Leader of Qingcheng Sect!" Before Lu Tingxiang could recommend Jin Fuyu, Jin Fuyu spoke first.

These words not only surprised Lu Tingxiang, but also stunned Luo Tianjin.

Looking at Zuo Hongxuan again, he was even more confused and didn't know how to respond for a moment.
"What a scheming person!" Liu Xunyi sighed secretly, "I only guessed that Jin Fuyu intended to win people's hearts, but I never expected that his method would be so fast."

"I..." Zuo Hongxuan looked around awkwardly, then cast a hesitant gaze at Luo Tianjin.

Seeing this, Luo Tianjin suppressed his anger, took a deep breath, and whispered: "Since Master Jinwu has such a good intention, Sect Leader Zuo should not refuse it."

"Wow!"

Suddenly, the whole place was in an uproar.

Everyone looked at Luo Tianjin and Jin Fu Yu in disbelief. Today, both of them were acting abnormally and a little unpredictable.

As for Zuo Hongxuan, while he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but reveal a hint of ecstasy that was difficult to conceal.

Seeing this, a sinister look suddenly burst out in Luo Tianjin's eyes.

Amid the noise, Luo Tianjin and Jin Fu Yu ignored the bustling crowd. Their eyes met, and a flash of lightning flashed across their eyes. There was an intriguing and strange look in each of their eyes.

Jin Fu Yu stood with his hands behind his back, looking straight ahead, a calm and composed smile quietly rising from the corner of his mouth.

Luo Tianjin frowned, glared and gnashed his teeth. His eyelids twitched inadvertently, and a terrifying grin appeared on his face.

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(End of this chapter)