I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Chapter 170 Rebellion against Tiangang
The heroes present were all martial artists, and most of them preferred activity to quietness. When they saw that the Beggar Gang leader Huang was so magnanimous, they immediately praised him. In addition, the Lu family was wealthy, and fine wine and delicious food were delivered to the table like water, pushing the banquet to a new climax.

Everyone introduced each other, chatted and reminisced, or played rock-paper-scissors and drank, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.

"Two of the Seven Quanzhen disciples have already arrived, which means that the Quanzhen sect supports the Beggars' Sect's Heroes Conference. But I wonder if Master Zhao of Huashan will be there?"

In just one year, Zhao Zhijing jumped from an unknown third-generation disciple of Quanzhen Sect to become Master Zhao of Huashan. His rise was truly astonishing.

So when the people in the martial arts world saw Hao Datong and Sun Buer, they naturally thought of him.

"Of course I will come. Considering the friendship between Master Zhao and Mr. Guo and his wife, they have to be there."

An old man with a long beard said, "That may not be the case. As far as I know, this Huashan Master Zhao is very indifferent and rarely interacts with friends in the martial arts world. Maybe this Heroes Conference will not catch his eye!"

The old man seemed to be praising Zhao Zhijing in his words, but his classmates were all veterans who had been in the industry for a long time, so how could they not hear the hidden meaning in his words?

A middle-aged woman nearby chimed in, "Mr. Wu is right. This Zhao Zhijing is the disciple of Yuyang Zhenren, one of the Seven True Masters. He is one generation younger than Mr. Wu."

"Besides, the distance from Zhongnan Mountain Chongyang Palace to Lujia Village is even farther than Huashan Mountain Yunv Peak. Guangning Zhenren and Qingjing Sanren have already arrived, but he, as a junior, is nowhere to be seen. He is putting on such a pretentious air. He is really going against the will of the Heavenly Gang!"

The old man's name was Wu Yunbai, nicknamed "Grasping the Clouds Hand". He had a nephew, Wu Jian, the leader of the Shiliang Sect who was frightened by Li Mochou on the Yunu Peak that day.

After the incident, Wu Yunbai, relying on his status as an old senior, wrote a letter in person and had someone deliver it to Huashan, hoping to mediate between the two parties. After all, he and the Seven Quanzhen Masters are of the same generation, so he still has some face.

Unexpectedly, there was no response at all. Not only was there no reply, but even the Shiliang Sect was cleared out of the Huashan area and its influence was no longer as strong as before.

Wu Yunbai was very annoyed and wanted to go to Yunu Peak himself to find out what was going on. But then he thought that if he was turned away, how would he save face? So he had to swallow his anger.

As for the middle-aged woman, her situation was similar to Wu Yunbai's. Zhao Zhijing probably didn't even know who she was, but the feud was real.

As the saying goes, killing is not the right path. People in the underworld, especially those who have already become famous, care most about their face. Zhao Zhijing's behavior was naturally criticized by people both openly and covertly.

When the others saw the old man and the woman speaking so sharply, they knew that both of them had grievances with Zhao Zhijing in the past, so they shook their heads, smiled, and kept silent.

"Oh, Mr. Wu, you're going a bit too far."

A very rough voice sounded, and the man was about forty years old. Although he was very short, he had a vigorous look on his face, and his gaze was intimidating without him even showing anger.

Those who know him know that he is quite famous in Jiangzhou area and is known as "Dwarf Lion" Lei Meng.

"Although I have no chance to meet Master Zhao, I did meet a young man who used two swords on the way north. He never left his name when doing chivalrous deeds. He only said that he was a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect and a student of the Zuowang Temple on the Jade Maiden Peak of Mount Huashan."

"That set of swordsmanship is very advanced, and it is quite different from the Quanzhen Sect's style. The young people are really to be feared."

Wu Yunbai's face was gloomy, but Lei Meng ignored it and continued to talk to himself: "If the apprentice has such courage, the master must be an even greater hero!"

"Don't mention it! We are here for the Beggars' Heroes Conference, let's drink!"

Seeing that Lei and Wu were unwilling to give in to each other, everyone would lose face if a mess happened here, so they quickly brought wine to cover up the disturbance. "Boss, a brother in the gang just sent a message saying that four people sneaked into Lujia Village."

Huang Rong frowned, thinking that this man was very courageous. Seeing heroes from all over the world gathered in Lujiazhuang, he actually dared to force his way in.

But after hearing the gang member who reported the news describe the four people's body shapes and appearances, a smile appeared on his face again. Although he didn't know why they acted like this, based on his understanding of that person, he knew there must be a deeper meaning behind it.

"No need to make a fuss, just let them go, I will take care of it myself."

After Huang Rong returned to the table, she left the table, using the excuse that she had some matters to deal with in the Beggars' Sect, and walked towards a corner of the hall.

At this time, the atmosphere in the hall was lively and noisy. As the leader of the Beggars' Sect, Huang Rong was greeted by people wherever she went. The hall was very large, so it took her some time to find Zhao Zhijing who was sitting in the corner.

"With Huang Rong here, I don't have to worry too much."

Zhao Zhijing shook his head slightly, indicating that he was not in a position to reveal his identity. Huang Rong nodded slightly, stopped moving forward, and turned to walk out of the hall.

Not long after, Zhao Zhijing, Yang Guo and others finally met Huang Rong in a guest room in the manor.

"Thank you for coming, Taoist Zhao. With your help, Xiangyang City will be safe this time!"

"Boss Huang, thank you for the compliment. Actually, I didn't receive any invitation from your gang, so I had to sneak in. Just because..."

Zhao Zhijing recounted the whole incident in detail, but skipped the part about Zhen Zhibing and Wei'er, saying only that he had been traveling around the world preaching for the Quanzhen Sect, but was unexpectedly ambushed and attacked by people from the Gongping Sect, and now had been poisoned by the same strange poison as Ding Weizhong.

Huang Rong was extremely astute. Seeing Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing coming to Lujiazhuang in such a low-key manner, and even their sect leaders Hao Datong and Sun Buer were unwilling to meet them, there must be some hidden story that was not convenient to disclose.

Looking at Zhen Zhibing's pale face and ashamed expression, it was 100% certain that what Zhao Zhijing didn't say was Zhen Zhibing's fault.

When Zhao Zhijing saw the flicker in Huang Rong's eyes, he also guessed that she had heard that he was hiding something in his words.

"This person is too smart. It's almost impossible for her to have any secrets in front of her. I guess only someone as honest as Guo Jing can stand this."

Because there were too many guests in Lujia Manor tonight, it was inconvenient to continue the discussion, so Huang Rong arranged a guest room for them to rest for the night.

I will wait until tomorrow when I have some free time and then go meet the Indian monk and Zhu Ziliu.

The few of them separated, and Huang Rong returned to the hall, thinking secretly that since Zhao Zhijing, a strong ally, had arrived, no matter how many masters came from the Mongolian side, they would not be a big deal.

"It's a pity that Daddy and Qigong are missing and we can't get in touch with them."

"Otherwise, Father, Qigong, Brother Jing, and Taoist Priest Zhao can join forces to unexpectedly make a feint to the east and attack in the west, and capture the Mongolian general alive. Then, without sacrificing a single soldier, we can resolve the crisis in Xiangyang City!"

(End of this chapter)