Five Poison Sect?... Xue Chang's heart moved. He knew very little about this martial arts sect located in the southern Xinjiang region. However, I heard Yin Bin mention that Mao Jichun from the Four Seas Escort Agency seemed to be from the Five Poison Sect. Perhaps this was not an inexplicable hatred.

Thinking of this, Xue Chang asked in a low voice: "Master Meng, what is the name of that person? Which sect is it from? What martial arts are you using?"

"That man is Wu Xian, the head of the Five Poisons Sect. His martial arts are nothing strange. He can only play some poison. He even self-righteously named a set of palm techniques with average moves called the Five Poisons Divine Palm..." Meng Zhu said this, suddenly remembered something and said to Xue Chang angrily: "Brother Xue, why are you still so disgusted? I have already called you brothers. Should you also call me "sister!"

Xue Chang didn't dare to answer the conversation. He felt that once he agreed, the hot and enthusiastic woman would climb up the pole.

At this time, there was a commotion in the hall. Xue Chang took the opportunity to turn around like everyone else and turned his eyes to the four people walking into the hall.

Xue Chang knew both of them, including the head of the Wudang Sect, the Master Qingsong Zhenren and the Dugu Zhenren of Qingcheng Sect. These two were wearing golden Taoist robes, with red faces, and were not as serious and powerful as usual. Instead, they bowed frequently and returned gifts to the heads of various sects on both sides. In addition, there was a Taoist priest wearing a golden Taoist robe. Although he was gray-haired and fluttering, he seemed to be older than Dugu Zhenren last year, but he was energetic, upright, and looked like a fairy-like Taoist robe.

This old Taoist priest must be the real person Yang Tongping of the Huashan Sect... Xue Chang thought to himself, and looked at the last person again, almost shocked: he was dressed in plain white clothes, slender and handsome, if he had a long sword around his waist, his outfit and appearance were quite similar to He Hongwei, the sword god of the East China Sea.

But if you look closely, you will find that he is much younger than He Hongwei, with a very different appearance, and his facial features are more delicate and softer. Coupled with a gentle smile, it gives people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze. This is Su Mufan, a sword in Jiangnan?!

The reason why these four people came together was because they did not live in designated inns, but in a hall dedicated to the Honglu Temple for VIPs, and there were special carriages to pick them up here... This was the treatment given by the court to the late emperor's imperial court.

After they entered the hall, the heads of various sects here stood up one after another and rush to salute and say hello to them. For a moment, the hall became more lively.

Xue Chang saw it in his eyes and couldn't help but envy: This is really a matter of not worrying about having no friends in the future, and no one in the world knows you! As a martial arts man, it is a proud thing to be recognized and respected by all the heroes in the world! And he was arranged in a corner and no one paid attention to...

Xue Chang suddenly had some urgent hope that the martial arts conference would arrive as soon as possible.

The four of them walked under the throne and greeted Wuxi and Wuqi, the two Zen masters, and each sat down according to the arrangement. The noisy wave disappeared.

As soon as Xue Chang sat down, he heard Ming Mengzhu shouting in the back: "Brother Xue!... Master Xue!..."

This woman is really persistent!… Xue Chang felt a headache and was pretending not to hear it. Suddenly, a loud shout sounded outside the hall: “The hour of Xu is here!”

Immediately afterwards, a more high-pitched and powerful shouted: "The emperor is here!!!"

The hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone stood up and bowed to salute at the reminder of the eunuch in the hall.

However, the first person to enter the hall were dozens of dragon guards in black clothes. They stood at intervals on both sides of the hall passage. Then Emperor Taixiang, wearing two dragons playing with pearls and stripped the winged crown, and Emperor Taixiang, wearing a bright yellow golden dragon robe, then walked steadily into the hall. Behind him, Cao Zhong and another old eunuch were closely following him. They watched vigilantly, guarding Emperor Taixiang in the center, and behind him were many young eunuchs and palace maids.

Emperor Taixiang has not held a Dharma discussion meeting since he ascended the throne. Therefore, except for Wule and Wulu who had been summoned to Luoyang to visit, the heads of other sects had never met Emperor Taixiang. Most of the heads of the sects had never attended the Dharma discussion meeting due to their strength. Not to mention Emperor Taixiang, even Emperor Taizu had never seen Emperor Taizu. Therefore, these heads would not be as obedient as officials. Driven by curiosity, they all looked up at Emperor Taixiang, and of course, including Xue Chang.

I saw that the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was tall, thin, handsome, white and beardless. At the age of thirty, he held his head and chest up, had extraordinary demeanor, and had big eyes deep and vivid...

Emperor Taixiang found that many martial arts people on both sides were peeking at him. He did not show displeasure. Instead, he smiled and nodded. He walked to the throne before stopping and greeted Zen Master Wubei, Zen Master Wunu, Yang Tongping, Dugu Changhui, Qingsong Zhenren, and Su Mufan on both sides. The six people bent down and bowed respectfully, shouting long live, and were completely inferior to the previous indifference of transcendence.

Emperor Taixiang climbed to the base without any hesitation, slowly sat on the dragon throne, overlooking everyone in the hall, and whispered: "Let's start."

So, an eunuch under the throne shouted loudly: "Transfer to the meal!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dragon guards in the hall quickly withdrew from the hall in sequence, leaving only Cao Zhong and another old eunuch standing on both sides of the imperial base.

Immediately afterwards, countless colorful palace maids held utensils containing dishes in their hands, arranged in a long line, and continued to enter the hall, placing the dishes on each dining table. The whole process was orderly, smooth and free, but silent, showing the royal style.

After all the palace maids left, each table was filled with dishes. On Xue Chang's table were: a plate of fruit, a plate of candied fruit, a plate of cured meat, a plate of seasonal stir-fried quai, a bowl of flower-fried quai, a bowl of three crispy soup, a bowl of stewed lamb tongue, a bowl of mandarin duck fried belly, a bowl of stewed goose paws, a bowl of fresh fish soup, a bowl of eel fried turtle, a bowl of crab soup, a plate of steamed shrimp... There was also a pot of wine.

Of course, such dishes are mainly for the heads of lay people, while the tables of the heads of Buddhist people are made of tofu and vegetables, while the tables of the heads of Taoism are mainly vegetarian. However, they are also accompanied by meat, which shows that the emperor considers this palace banquet quite thoughtfully.

The tableware is luxurious and elegant, and the dishes are exquisite and attractive. Xue Changqiang suppressed the urge to move his chopsticks, while the sound of people around him swallowing and saliva constantly came into his ears. Some even began to discuss the dishes on the table in a low voice, but no one dared to move his chopsticks and eat it first.

At this time, the etiquette eunuch under the throne shouted: "Please be quiet!"

The noise that had just erupted in the hall immediately disappeared.

Emperor Taixiang coughed lightly and said loudly: "Tonight, I am very happy to be here with all the martial arts leaders from all over the Great Zhou Dynasty! Since I ascended the throne, I have always wanted to meet you, and today I finally got what I want. When I was young, I often heard the late emperor talk about the brutality of the Northern Barbarians and the hardships of the war. The heroes from the martial arts world became the most powerful force of our Great Zhou under the command of the Duke of the National Guard, which led to the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the prosperity today.

After the founding of the country, all the Wulin factions actively assisted the military commander to fully maintain order in various regions and ensure the safety of the people. Therefore, the late emperor once told me many times that all the Wulin factions are the most important cornerstone of the stability of our Great Zhou Dynasty. We must always be concerned and cared for. Therefore, today I invite you. First of all, I would like to express my gratitude to you for your efforts to our dynasty over the past thirty years!" After Emperor Taixiang finished speaking, he raised the golden cup high, signaled to everyone in the hall with a smile, and then raised his head to drink.

Although the martial arts people are different from ordinary people and the leaders of various sects are among the best among the martial arts people, most of them still cannot help but be respectful of the imperial power. Emperor Taixiang's bold move was extremely down-to-earth, which suddenly narrowed the distance with them. Not only did it win favor, but some people couldn't help but scream. This time, the etiquette eunuch did not stop it.

Emperor Taixiang was satisfied with the effect of his actions. After smiling and waiting for the hall to calm down again, he continued to say: "It seems as stable as it is today, but Beiyan is ready to move and repeatedly launch wars in the north. The same is true for Qingluo. Therefore, I issued a new edict to the martial arts world and held a martial arts conference. I hope that everyone here will not be indulge in peace, but will continue to improve in martial arts and strive to cultivate disciples better. Once the country is in trouble, you can lead the disciples of the sect to assist the imperial army, guard the territory, and make contributions!"

Speaking of this, Emperor Taixiang looked around the hall and said loudly: "I hope that there will be a second and third among you in the future... a hero like Duke of the National Guardian and Marquis Fan Yang appeared! I also hope that in the future, my martial arts sect in the Great Zhou Dynasty can create immortal achievements like the iron-blooded Changhe Sect, and thus be recorded in history! For this, I will drink a cup with you!"

Emperor Taixiang's words caused a stir in the hall. Because he did not do much concealment, the heads of various sects clearly felt the ambition and motivation of the young emperor, and many people were excited because of this.

Zen Master Wubei first raised his empty cup and shouted in a deep voice: "Sir, respect the emperor!"

Under his guidance, everyone raised their glasses and shouted: "Great respect to the emperor!!!"

After drinking a glass of wine, someone shouted with unfulfilled pleasure: "Long live the emperor!"

Immediately, there were sounds in the hall again: "Long live the emperor! The emperor is wise! We are willing to work hard for everyone..." and other such voices of the sage.
Chapter completed!