The person Hunyuan Daoist was referring to was Lin Jinglong, who was being protected by the old man behind him, as if he were the most precious thing in his life.

There was also the leader of the Azure Dragon Sect, a middle-aged man who clearly practiced external martial arts.

His body was as wide as a door panel.

He had an upright and incorruptible appearance.

He swaggered out of the crowd.

He pointed at Long Aozu's nose and started cursing.

"You guys surnamed Long, we, the Azure Dragon Sect, have tolerated you for far too long. You've offended the title of the Azure Dragon Daoist, and we've told you to change your surname long ago. Can't you understand human language?"

Long Aotian's face turned ashen.

The other Dragon Clan worshippers around him also looked at the middle-aged man with strange expressions.

It was as if I were looking at a lunatic.

Even Lin Jinglong thought it was an exaggeration.

Become a follower of the Azure Dragon Cult...

He could roughly guess that this middle-aged man was also a martial artist who had received favors from his master, but wasn't he being a bit too worshipful?

They actually managed to create a church!

They even demanded that the Long family change their surname...

However, this domineering style...

He was quite satisfied!

Lin Jinglong smiled slightly.

Long Aozu's old face turned bright red.

He realized that these dozen or so ancient martial arts sects from Kyoto had come here today specifically to target Bao Lin Jinglong.

They were even willing to go to war with the Long family at any cost.

"You...you have some nerve! Our Long clan has been in the capital for over a century, and we have never suffered such humiliation!"

"If you do not retreat, it will be considered a declaration of war!"

"Let's see who among you dares to lay a hand on the ten great families of Kyoto!"

Long Aozu's voice was like the beating of a drum.

It roared like a lion to intimidate everyone.

Unfortunately, this time, no matter how fierce his aura was, he couldn't intimidate the group in front of him.

Hunyuan Daoist rolled up his sleeves.

He whispered to Lin Jinglong, "Junior Brother, please step back. All fifteen sects present have received the favor of Daoist Qinglong, and this is only a part of them."

You can rest assured.

"In Kyoto, no one can bully you!"

It seems they intend to take on the responsibility, even if it means going to war with the Long family.

Lin Jinglong opened his mouth.

He didn't know what to say.

But these people are so fanatical about their master, it doesn't seem like I can persuade them to change their minds.

But on the Long family's side...

They were all pale-faced.

Wu Jingshui realized that things were not going well.

"Patriarch, we're afraid we won't be able to scare them this time. If we make a move, even if our Long Clan wins, we'll be severely weakened!"

"You must not act impulsively!"

Wu Jingshui reminded him in a low voice.

Long Aozu was filled with rage.

Long Xishan, standing to the side, was also unwilling to accept this.

He used all his family's resources to take revenge on Lin Jinglong and reclaim the treasures of the Dragon Blood Holy Land.

How can we let this go?

"Grandpa, let's do it! How can these unorthodox martial arts sects compare to the Long family?"

Long Xishan couldn't help but try to persuade him.

Just as Long Aozu was hesitating.

Beyond the crowd, the roar of a car engine could be heard, and an elderly man in a suit stepped out of a low-key black sedan.

He rushed into the middle of the crowd.

Upon seeing this person appear, Long Aozu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly jogged over.

"President Zhang, you've finally arrived. This group of martial arts sects has been acting recklessly today. As the vice president of the Great Xia Martial Arts Association, I would appreciate it if you could persuade them for me."

The Chairman Zhang in front of me was a middle-aged man with a fair complexion. His breathing was gentle and each breath was long and deep, suggesting that he was a person who had achieved success in Taoist cultivation.

"Acting recklessly?"

"I think it's not these martial arts sects that are acting recklessly, but your Long clan, isn't it?"

"The garrison is a vital force protecting the capital. When did it become a useless den for your Long clan to curry favor with the capital's aristocratic families and provide a gilded space for their children?"

Chairman Zhang coldly glared at Long Aozu.

"Zhang Junhu! What do you mean by this?"

Long Aozu's face immediately darkened.

Chairman Zhang ignored him, quickly walked up to Lin Jinglong, and looked him up and down.

The Hunyuan Daoist standing to the side sneered.

"Zhang Junhu, open your eyes wide and see clearly whether I'm lying to you or not!"

Of everyone present, Zhang Junhu, the vice president of the Great Xia Martial Arts Association, held the highest position in terms of status.

The rest are either江湖人士 (jianghu figures, people from the martial arts world).

They are either from martial arts families, or, in official terms, the highest-ranking one is only Long Xishan, the garrison marshal.

However, the Martial Arts Association, to which Zhang Junhu belongs, nominally has the ability to command tens of millions of martial artists in the Great Xia Dynasty.

Including all sects and ancient martial arts families!

Zhang Junhu initially didn't believe what Hunyuan Daoist said, and even found it unbelievable when he was invited to come and help.

He had only met Master Qinglong twice.

However, he learned some minor Taoist techniques, which led him to become the vice president of the Martial Arts Association.

I have never heard of Master Qinglong having any disciples.

However, when he met Lin Jinglong, he saw more than anyone else.

The middle-aged man looked him over and his gaze sharpened.

"The aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

He immediately bowed deeply.

"Greetings, Mr. Lin!"

When he lowered his head, he immediately lost his composure, his breathing became rapid, and his back was soaked with cold sweat.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself.

"This Mr. Lin doesn't need our help at all. As a highly accomplished disciple of Daoist Qinglong, he is so young yet already possesses the cultivation of the Nascent Soul Realm. Ordinary Martial Venerables wouldn't last a single move against him!"

"You practice the Azure Dragon Nourishing Breath Technique?"

Lin Jinglong glanced at Chairman Zhang, who was bowing.

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