After a short while, Xuan Ci put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, please listen to what this old monk has to say, esteemed sect leaders."
As soon as Xuan Ci spoke, his true energy surged, and the Buddhist chant clearly and distinctly reached everyone's ears once again.
Upon hearing the voice, everyone turned their attention back to Xuan Ci.
Facing the gazes of the crowd, Xuan Ci spoke up: "Although I don't know what the purpose is behind those who are secretly using the name of Shaolin and the pretense of this martial arts tournament to gather everyone here at Shaolin, I have to say that they have their own mistakes."
"Over the years, our Great Song Dynasty has suffered greatly from the invasion of the Great Yuan Dynasty, and we have to pay tribute to the four surrounding countries every year. The people's lives are miserable. I think everyone can attest to this."
"Therefore, in recent years, Shaolin has indeed intended to hold a martial arts conference to select a martial arts leader, so that he can lead the martial arts community of the Song Dynasty to help the court guard the border and protect the territory of the Song Dynasty. Since we have gathered all the martial arts practitioners here by chance, Shaolin wants to take this opportunity to select a martial arts leader today."
Hearing Xuanci's words, one of the people present couldn't help but say, "But for no reason, someone secretly gathered us in Shaolin under the banner of Shaolin. The person behind this plot must have ill intentions."
Xuan Ci said with a kind expression, "That's right! But today, Shaolin Temple has gathered nearly 90% of the martial arts sects of our Great Song Dynasty. It can be said that it can represent the martial arts world of our Great Song Dynasty. Under such circumstances, even if those who are secretly plotting have ulterior motives, what do we have to fear?"
Hearing these words, the others around finally realized what was happening and relaxed again.
After all, the Northern Shaolin Temple has a great reputation, and no one would believe that anyone in the Great Song Dynasty would be so bold as to set their sights on a top-tier power like the Northern Shaolin Temple.
On the Xingxiu Sect's side, looking at Xuan Ci not far away, Ding Chunqiu had a furrowed brow, as if he was also thinking about how to lead them to the backstage management of the Northern Shaolin Temple.
But as his thoughts were racing, Ding Chunqiu suddenly sensed something was wrong.
It's important to know that Ding Chunqiu was involved with drugs, and his years of exposure to poisons and even his practice of poison-related martial arts made him extremely sensitive to them.
Therefore, upon noticing the change in the atmosphere in the air, Ding Chunqiu immediately sensed that something was wrong.
His expression immediately changed, and his true energy instantly flowed out from his dantian and began to circulate rapidly within his body.
"Oh no, someone has poisoned us."
However, just as Ding Chunqiu was gathering his true energy, a startled cry rang out from the back mountain.
As the sound was uttered, more and more people noticed a tingling or weak sensation coming from their own bodies.
Under the influence of the toxin, the martial artists gathered on the back mountain collapsed to the ground one after another, as if all their strength had been drained away.
Even the disciples of the Northern Shaolin Temple are no exception.
Sensing something was wrong, Ding Chunqiu, who had just forcefully suppressed the poison in his body using his internal poison techniques, looked around.
After a moment's hesitation, he let out an "Ah~" and then collapsed to the ground.
It even kicked its legs twice.
However, it would have been better if Ding Chunqiu hadn't kicked his legs.
This kick actually drew Chu Qinghe's attention.
Looking at Ding Chunqiu, who was pretending to be nervous but whose eyes were bright and piercing, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
Therefore, sometimes, being shameless can actually be an advantage.
Take Ding Chunqiu, for example. He had previously appeared extremely vain, but he was actually quite slippery.
As a martial artist at the late Grandmaster level, he didn't even think twice before lying down and pretending to be poisoned to observe the situation.
After glancing at the poisoned Song Dynasty warrior, Zhao Min slightly turned her head and focused her gaze on Chu Qinghe and the others, who remained calm and composed.
After a flash of surprise in her eyes, Zhao Min smiled and said, "Indeed, such poisons from the Great Yuan Kingdom are nothing to a master of poisons like you, Young Master Zhao."
In response to Zhao Min's words, Chu Qinghe smiled and said, "If the princess wishes, I can pretend to be poisoned as well for her to see."
Zhao Min: "??????"
As if she hadn't expected Chu Qinghe to say such a thing, Zhao Min couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.
Immediately afterward, Zhao Min, having regained her senses, forced a smile and said, "Young Master Zhao is quite witty."
However, at that moment, a figure darted out from behind a boulder on the back mountain and headed straight for Xuan Ci and the others who were lying on the ground, poisoned.
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