Chapter 325： Mediation team established

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A young girl turned her head frequently, Chen Yiming suddenly appeared indifferent, and her chest was straighter, as if she didn't see it at all.

He secretly said: "Sure enough, people rely on clothes and horses on saddles. I always felt that something was missing before. It turned out that the hairstyle was too casual."

The heights are too cold, and more of a loneliness.

Since becoming a martial artist of Zhenguo, he has become more and more like to conceal his identity and integrate into the social group, instead of becoming like an ancient emperor, sitting in the center of power all year round and busy with government affairs.

For example, he wanted to secretly control Jiangnan Province and even the Great Xia Kingdom, turning it into a consortium force similar to that in the Western world. In the face of turning over and suppressing the existence of other national-suppressing martial artists, the government and military could only yield and cooperate.

At the same time, I also better understand why the ancient emperors were willing to take risks and travel as commoners.

He wanted to cut his hair, and then went to the wilderness area to practice for a day in the old forest in the mountains. As he walked, he turned a corner and headed to the park square in Donghu City.

...

The square is very lively.

From time to time, birds in the sky landed on the square and got food from some bird lovers.

Many young people compete against each other, confirm what they have learned, and gain insights from the other party's help in checking and filling vacancies.

Chen Yiming walked around and found that many people were discussing the name "Feng Wuji" and what happened to this person.

He pondered in his heart: "From the ordinary martial artist realm to the half-step martial artist realm by leaps and bounds, this is faster than I was at the beginning.

Either something similar to Yuan Chengwei happened to Feng Wuji, or the place of trial inspired his hidden spiritual talent. "

The three stages of the warrior realm are all using the extraordinary power of inner strength, the shape change of inner strength, and the fusion of inner strength. The essential difference lies in the depth of control of inner strength.

The spiritual power talent is activated, and the ability to control the spiritual power suddenly reaches a level similar to that of the subtle, and it is indeed possible to completely control the internal power soon.

Then there was a rapid qualitative change, the spiritual power was substantiated, and he became a half-step martial artist, stunned the world.

A girl walked up to Chen Yiming, patted him on the shoulder from behind, and shouted, "Senior Brother Chen, long time no see."

Chen Yiming's mental strength had already noticed that the person behind him was Song Shanshan, who was following behind when he kidnapped the talented girl Shen Mengwei back to the mountain gate.

The other party thought he was a disciple of Vientiane Sect.

He glanced at Song Shanshan and said, "It's you! Alone?"

Song Shanshan nodded and said, "I stayed at the Tang Snake Sword Hall to practice martial arts. Meng Wei passed the examination and entered the Vientiane Gate to practice."

Chen Yiming hummed and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's alright, it's alright, didn't this happen? How can the Martial Arts Academy of the Magic City be compared with the Vientiane Gate, if it wasn't for your recommendation, Mengwei would be a pearl."

Chen Yiming was silent in his heart. The Capital Martial Arts Academy and the Magic Capital Martial Arts Academy, the two most famous martial arts academies in the Great Xia Kingdom, may have an advantage in competing for talents with the general provincial factions.

But in the face of the Vientiane Gate with Zhenguo Martial Master as the gate owner, the attraction suddenly dropped several grades.

"That...I want to ask, is Feng Wuji's deeds true? The trial ground is so magical, it can change people's lives."

Suddenly, Song Shanshan began to play a cheeky character and asked with a look of hope.

Chen Yiming coughed and gave a ruthless blow: "It depends on the person. For example, the potential in your body can be filled with a glass of water, while the potential in Feng Wuji's body can fill a water sprayer."

The voice just fell.

Song Shanshan froze in place, the hope on her face disappeared instantly, and the blood faded and pale appeared.

From the martial artist realm to the half-step martial artist realm, almost no one does not imagine that such a thing will happen to them, and it is inevitable that they will have a fluke mentality.

Now that glimmer of hope is shattered in person, it's uncomfortable, uncomfortable, super uncomfortable.

Chen Yiming also felt that his words were too realistic, so he added: "If you can calm down and practice hard, you may still have the opportunity to glimpse the extraordinary power of inner strength in the future."

These words are not without purpose. On the surface, Song Shanshan seems to have limited talent, but she has a great best friend, Shen Mengwei.

If Song Shanshan could only rely on herself, she would not be able to reach the threshold of the warrior realm after practicing martial arts for ten or twenty years.

Sometimes, choice outweighs effort, and there is some truth to it.

Watching Song Shanshan leave, Chen Yiming sighed in his heart that the influence of the Trial Land has expanded so fast that it has risen to the level of national discussion.

Martial arts has always been the dream of countless young people, but in fact, only a small number of people have actually embarked on this path.

This involves spending a lot of time and money, and persevering every day, in the pain of constantly standing still.

The appearance of Feng Wuji seemed to make countless people with mediocre talents in martial arts see the hope of changing their lives.

Just when Chen Yiming was about to end his wandering and go to the deep mountains and forests for his daily practice, Wang Ronghui called.

It was briefly mentioned on the phone that the government of South Anhui Province intends to invite Chen Yiming, as the mediator of the mediation team, to lead the team to the Qingshan faction to help resolve the infighting in the Qimen and Jianmen.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yiming understood what was going on after thinking about it.

When it comes to the half-step martial artist realm, no one within the government of southern Anhui can have an equal dialogue with Feng Wuji in terms of strength.

You must know that Xiao Mingshan, the sect master, died violently that night. In a short period of time, no one could figure out Feng Wuji's true character.

The government of southern Anhui Province is also afraid of causing conflicts between the two sides for no reason by rushing into contact under the condition of unequal strength.

However, infighting and bloodshed have to be resolved. There are not many people who have the ability, speak enough weight, and can spare time. It seems that only Chen Yiming is suitable.

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Jiangnan Provincial Government Office Area, a conference room.

Chen Yiming was arranged to take the main seat, and a female civil servant in a small suit next to him enthusiastically offered tea.

He said thank you, and the female civil servant immediately became elated and responded with a bright smile.

Sitting around the conference table, there were Wang Ronghui, the provincial leader, Zhu Song, one of the four in the capital, a young man, and a middle-aged man.

The young man's name is Zheng Hong, with a cyan long sword tied around his waist. He belongs to the martial master of Zhenguo, who sits in the south of Daxia Kingdom. Chen Yiming had seen it at the scene of the distorted monster's corpse before.

The middle-aged man's name is Huang Guangqing. He is the second-in-command of Southern Anhui Province. He is usually in charge of managing the folk martial arts forces in the province, so he was assigned to take charge of this matter.

"Let me introduce the current situation of the Qingshan faction." Wang Ronghui and other female civil servants said to Huang Guangqing after they closed the door.

Huang Guangqing nodded, got up and plugged the storage device into the projector, and clicked the remote control to project the top-secret information on the screen.

The video began to play, showing the scene of the Qingshan School Qimen Jianmen Grand Competition, in which every competition between the disciples was recorded.

Judging from the scene, it was obvious that the disciples of the sword sect won more and lost less, and most of the disciples of the qi sect blushed for a while, and were extremely angry.

Huang Guangqing pressed the pause and briefly introduced: "Qingshan School Qimen Qimen has a longer foundation-building stage, but it also has more stamina. The number of middle-aged and elderly powerhouses is much larger than that of Jianmen.

The foundation-building stage of Jianmen's exercises is relatively short, and the stamina is much worse than that of the valve, but the actual combat effect in the early stage is good, which makes up for the gap in the quality of the disciples to a certain extent.

It is recorded that in the annual competition between the disciples of the two sides before the appearance of the trial ground, the disciples of the sect, by virtue of the advantages of the quality of their students, have never been defeated, even if the combat power of the exercises they have cultivated in the early stage is weak. "

Chen Yiming probably restored the scene in his heart, when the disciples of the Qingshan School who were not in the camera competed.

The disciples of the Sword Sect who returned from the trial grounds, relying on their soaring strength, easily abused the disciples of the same realm, but were more valued in the past.

As soon as he raised his eyebrows, he probably didn't have any good words on his lips, and ridicule, showing off, yin and yang weirdness, etc. were inevitable.

The Qimen disciples were very angry, but they couldn't beat them.

Huang Guang checked the remote control, and the paused video continued.

At the end of the competition, an elder from Jianmen stood up and proposed to the sect master Xiao Mingshan in front of everyone:

From now on, Jianmen must receive due respect, and demand that the internal resources of the Qingshan faction be redistributed equally, and the past distribution plan should be changed.

Then, several other Jianmen elders stood up in solidarity, as did many Jianmen disciples.

For a while, the faction master Xiao Mingshan and many of the Qimen elders were embarrassed by the imposing Jianmen people.

Huang Guangqing paused the video again and explained: "The founder of the Qingshan School has a rule. Through the annual disciple competition, the resource allocation plan for the next year is divided, and the position of the master and more cultivation resources, The valve is always in control.”

After hearing this, Chen Yiming said in broken heart: "No wonder the disciples of Qimen are going crazy, not only are they humiliated, but according to the circumstances at the time, they have to abide by the rules of the ancestors, and give up some of the training resources to Jianmen next year.

The ancestor of the Qingshan faction did not know what he was thinking. One faction and two factions wanted to engage in healthy competition, but from the lack of stamina of Jianmen's exercises, there was a clear gap between the two sides.

And Qimen has held the Qingshan faction for a long time, maybe he subconsciously regarded Jianmen as a vassal, how could he accept the other side climbing on his head all at once. "

The meeting room was silent, and no one commented for the time being.

Huang Guangqing paused, clicked the remote again, and the video resumed.

Xiao Mingshan rejected the request of the elders of Jianmen to redistribute resources on the grounds that the disciples of Jianmen cheated by passing the trial grounds.

This made it difficult for everyone in Jianmen to accept.

Between Qimen and Jianmen, the atmosphere suddenly became subtle, and one of the Jianmen elders said harshly: "Either accept the redistribution of resources, or everyone in Jianmen will leave the Qingshan faction and set up a new mountain gate."

When Xiao Mingshan, the sect master, heard the words, his face became gloomy, and he suspected that the elders of Jianmen had come prepared, and the real purpose was to split the Qingshan sect.

He took a leap, turning his internal energy into air claws, covering half of the sky, and grabbing at the elder Jianmen who spoke harshly.

When the Jianmen elder saw this, he scolded angrily: "Xiao Mingshan, you old man doesn't follow the rules of the ancestors. You don't treat Jianmen as someone from Qingshan at all. Now you still want to persecute your fellow sect, so I will fight with you."

When the voice fell, not only did he not hide, but he went up to him, and the long sword stabbed out, accompanied by a torrent of blue-red energy.

However, the gap in realm, as soon as the shot is made, it can be seen that there is a huge gap in momentum, and the air claw effortlessly breaks through the torrent of green and red energy, and it seems that the power has not weakened much.

Seeing this, the elders of Jianmen immediately scolded: "Damn! Xiao Mingshan, you really dare to kill."

At this time, it was too late to hide, and everyone seemed to have foreseen the next second.

The elders of Jianmen who took the lead in making troubles and made ruthless words to set up a separate mountain gate were suppressed by the dispatcher Xiao Mingshan with one blow, and ruthlessly crushed the intentional separation of Jianmen people.

The Qimen disciple has bad eyes, and after some brainstorming, he will clean up the picture of the Swordmen disciple.

The Qimen elders were similar, and they laughed at the Jianmen elders for not being in the right position. What would happen if the disciples won the big match?

Jianmen disciples and elders were dumbfounded.

I didn't expect such a result. In an instant, the seeds that ran away quickly took root and sprouted, and I couldn't convince myself to continue to stay in such a Qingshan faction.

suddenly.

A deep voice vibrated in everyone's ears.

"break!"

Under everyone's incredible gaze, a Sword Sect disciple stood up.

The long sword on his waist was instantly unsheathed, and the torrent of red, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple, six-color energy he carried, turned an arc in the air and smashed the air claws head-on.

"impossible!"

"how come!"

"it turns out……"

Surprised voices appeared.

At this moment, even the elders and disciples of Jianmen were dumbfounded. Feng Wuji, a young disciple, actually broke his air claw head on.

You must know that the air claw is an angry blow from Xiao Mingshan, who is at the peak of the warrior realm. Judging from that posture, it doesn't matter whether the swordsman elders live or die.

"you!"

The muscles on Xiao Mingshan's face twitched, and he couldn't hold back his face.

The air claw can be smashed once, and it can be smashed a second time. The situation seems to be unstoppable.

Feng Wuji said nothing and walked to the elder Jianmen who was almost hit by his air claws.

"Wuji, you..." Jianmen elder hesitated.

Wanted to ask what happened to the disciple, but realized that the current situation was not appropriate.

"Elder He, what should we do now, should we leave or stay?" Feng Wuji whispered.

The voice was not loud, but the other elders and disciples of Jianmen were all loose, as if they had found the backbone, and they had parents who could shelter them from the wind and rain.

Of course, Xiao Mingshan heard it too. This is to ignore him at all. It means to leave if you want, and stay if you want to negotiate.

He jumped into the air with anger, one left and one right, palms out.

Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be a beast roar, the air became distorted and dark, and the sky above seemed to collapse, turning into a seal to suppress.

In the next moment, he seemed to be using his swordsmanship. With a wave of his hand, the long sword burst into the sky, as if to pierce the pressure from the seal.