Volume 4: Blue Dragon Changes the World Chapter 182: Gathering Strength and Gaining Heart, the End of the Beauty
"Do you know why there are seven leaders?"
Under the bright light, Li Muchan sat upright, lightly pressing the armrests, and his voice was clearly heard by everyone.
Without waiting for anyone to respond, he continued in a calm tone, "Because there are only seven provinces in the South."
"hiss!"
After hearing these words, the hall fell into a very brief silence, and then everyone present held their breath, each with their own thoughts.
There is another meaning to this sentence that has not been stated, which is that there are more than seven leaders, because there are still six provinces in the north.
Seven provinces in the south and sixty-three provinces in the north, this is the Central Plains, the Chinese martial arts world.
Looking at the martial arts world throughout the past and present, no matter whether it is the forces that dominate the world or the top figures in the martial arts world, there are only a handful of them who can truly unify the martial arts world. They can be counted on one hand, or even almost none.
For example, Zhuo Donglai, the "Purple Air Coming from the East" back then, simply persuaded the 39 most important heroes from Heshuo, Central Plains to Guandong to turn from the underworld to the white world and formed an unprecedented super escort agency in the world. He was already able to look down on the world and had no rivals.
Bai Tianyu's "Divine Sword Hall" had greater momentum, running rampant both inside and outside the Great Wall, and resisting the Demon Cult in the west. Unfortunately, it still failed to unify the martial arts world.
What about the evil cult?
They dominated the West and intimidated the countries in the Western Regions. However, as soon as they arrived in the Central Plains , their hundreds of years of foundation were lost in one day, and even their leader Qiu Xiaolou fled to an unknown place.
All in all, it seems that only Shangguan Jinhong's "Money Gang" has swept across the world and swept across the martial arts world in the north and south.
However, the result is that it rises quickly and falls just as quickly, it appears like bamboo shoots after a spring rain and dies like a flash in the pan. Although it is as brilliant as a rainbow, it ultimately cannot last long.
Finally, only the Qinglong Society was left.
But if the Qinglong Society really unified the martial arts world, why did the Jinqian Gang and Tianxia Alliance come into being today?
Therefore, Li Muchan's words also contain earth-shaking ambitions.
He wanted to take charge of the thirteen provinces in the north and south and command the martial arts world in the Central Plains.
You must know that there is only one person in the world who can do all this and is qualified to do all this, and that is the emperor in the temple.
Once Li Muchan has this idea and ambition, I'm afraid that in the future he will have to deal with not only the "Qinglong Society" and the "Jinqian Gang", but the government will also take action against him sooner or later.
There is already an emperor in this world, and no one wants another dark emperor in the world.
He hides in the dark, commands the nine provinces, and manages the martial arts of the thirteen provinces.
Li Muchan tilted his body, bent his right arm as if taking a nap, supported his cheek, tilted his head, and looked at everyone with a smile.
"To this day, can I, Li Muchan, retreat? If I don't advance, I will retreat. Well, the new generation pushes the old generation forward in the arena. What this world lacks the least is geniuses. Sooner or later, someone will catch up. So some things should either not be done, or if you do, you must do it in a way that is earth-shaking and reaches the pinnacle." He spoke slowly and nonchalantly.
Moreover, the forces within the temple are also complicated.
Neither Old Qinglong nor the people behind the "Parting Hook" will allow him to truly grow up.
The current cooperation is only a temporary measure. Once the great threat of Old Qinglong is solved, the first person these people will deal with will definitely be him.
So, since a fight is inevitable sooner or later, Li Muchan certainly won't be polite.
Furthermore, the reason why the poisonous dragon Qinglong Society can become so powerful must be related to the temple, so whether there is a temple or not, he is determined to gain control of the northern martial arts world.
Not only the northern martial arts world, he will not let go of the western ones as well.
The "Rakshasa Cult" is by no means a good group of people, and its ambition is no less than Qiu Xiaolou's. Now that it has gained a lot of knowledge from the Demon Cult, its ambition is bound to expand, and sooner or later it will set its sights on the Central Plains martial arts world.
Li Muchan will not have the slightest mercy on these foreign masters who covet the Central Plains, let alone give them a chance to grow.
"Let's talk about you. Can you retreat?" Li Muchan said directly, "Do you have enough money to spend? Haha, but you have to be able to hold on to it. Holding money means holding power. However, if your five fingers are weak, how can you hold power? The stronger the Tianxia Alliance is, the more money you can make, and the more firmly you can hold on to it."
He smiled with his eyes narrowed and spoke nonchalantly, and suddenly turned over his other hand, revealing a gold ingot lying on the palm.
Then Li Muchan gently clenched his hand, rubbed and squeezed his five fingers, and the gold ingot immediately changed shape in his palm like a ball of mud.
"Besides, many of you here have boarded this ship for the sake of your family's prosperity and decline. Can you withdraw?"
Looking at the people sitting below, Li Muchan said seriously, "I know what you are thinking and what you are worried about. Don't worry, I will not be as petty as the Qinglong Society. I will allow you and the younger generation to grow up."
"really?"
Someone in the audience blurted out something.
Li Muchan looked at the panicked look on the other party's face and said seriously, "I, Li Muchan, always keep my word. I never lie. And I look forward to the day in the future when someone here, or your descendants, will come to me and challenge me... If they win, my seat will be theirs."
So that makes a big difference.
Because of this sentence, it means that from now on, everyone present, even an unknown person, has the possibility of rising.
It is simply that the Qinglong Society has suppressed the martial arts world for too long. This poisonous dragon has been lurking in the shadows, and no one knows how many sects and families' strengths it has devoured, how many threats it has secretly eliminated, and how many geniuses it has strangled. How can they have the chance to rise up, and they dare not rise up.
Li Muchan sat up again and smiled faintly, "Isn't this surprising? Isn't this the reason why we are brought together by fate?"
The desire to slay Qinglong does not conflict with breaking this impasse and facing the power of the temple.
These three are actually one, and if one is affected, the whole body will be affected.
Jin Laoqi, who was sitting at the head of the group below, had already heard this and his face had turned red. His blood was boiling, and he shouted in a hoarse voice, "Young Master, you are right. There is no such thing as retreating on the road of martial arts. We should cut through the thorns and move forward courageously."
"Murong Qiudi is willing to follow you till death!"
"Well, since you have said this, let's give it a try."
"That's right. From now on, we will obey you, sir."
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The crowd was excited, and the voices of approval rose and fell immediately, echoing over the surface of the river.
Not only this ship, but also the remaining large ships had people responsible for passing on the message, conveying Li Muchan's words word for word.
Suddenly there was commotion on the shore and on the river.
But at this moment, a figure in white suddenly appeared outside the hall.
The mist and rain suddenly moved, and the person who came had extremely strange movements. After just three or two flashes, he was already standing in front of Li Muchan.
A fragrant breeze blew by, and when everyone saw the identity of the person, they all had cold eyes and murderous intent on their faces.
Some people even stood up and shouted, "Well, there is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell but you break in."
But who is this person?
He is actually the second leader of the Qinglong Society.
The woman was calm and fearless. Her eyes behind the mask were lifeless and had lost their former luster. Her body was wet and disheveled, with blood on it, as if she had been through many fights.
Li Muchan waved his hand at the tense crowd, signaling them to stay calm, and then said to the second dragon head in front of him calmly: "Are you here for revenge?"
The second dragon head did not respond, but just looked at Li Muchan. After a while, he said in a hoarse and sad voice: "Can you return his body to me?"
This "he" is naturally Gongzi Yu.
Li Muchan's face was expressionless. He said softly, "You are too late. I have already thrown Gongzi Yu's body into the Yellow River."
The second dragon leader had tears in his eyes: "I don't believe it. How could a person like you abandon his body? Aren't you just waiting for me to come to you? Now that I'm here, give him back to me."
Li Muchan looked at the other party and thought for a moment: "Well, okay, then what do you want to exchange for it? "
The second dragon head bit his red lips tightly and said in a hoarse voice: "I will use 30% of the Azure Dragon Society's foundation. Is it enough?"
After hearing this, the group of people finally understood and reacted, and they were very impressed with Li Muchan.
A corpse can actually bring such huge profits.
Li Muchan nodded, and seemed very satisfied with the result. He smiled and said, "I'm not a greedy person. This is enough."
