When Mr. Zhao Da and Lu Yuan spoke, Xue Ling listened silently.
In fact, being able to attend is a recognition of Xue Ling.
Because, after all, Xue Ling's identity is still a bit embarrassing.
Because, she is not a real bridge.
The real bridge between Jinyiwei and Hive.
For Jin Yiwei, she is just a secret sentry placed inside the hive, and now, this secret sentry will continuously provide them with information.
It doesn't matter how she got the secret information.
What matters is the truth.
Therefore, Jin Yiwei is currently turning a blind eye to the source of Xue Ling's intelligence.
The most important thing is that Xue Ling's undercover status is now clear. Needless to say, once Mr. Zou's string is broken, she will be like a kite with a broken string and will not be recognized by anyone.
So Xue Ling brought the news this morning that Ning Xiao would leave Luocheng from the west gate at this time. Lu Yuan and Zhao Jing were both on duty at the same time, watching Ning Xiao leave from the tower.
And now when Lu Yuan and Zhao Jing are discussing certain things, Xue Ling can still listen in. Although she may not be qualified to interrupt, at least she is qualified to understand all this.
No matter whether Xue Ling told others what she heard or not, or to whom, at least Xue Ling did listen to the conversation between two people here.
When Lu Yuan heard that no one was not afraid of death, he was stunned.
Then he asked: "Is there no one stronger than Ning Huan in the Central Plains martial arts world?"
"Yes, of course there is." Zhao Jing said: "I said before that Ning Huan's ranking in the Jianghu Ranking is seriously underestimated, but in the Jianghu Ranking, how Ning Huan ranks depends on Ning Huan This time we achieved the record achieved by the Central Plains."
"But here's the problem." Zhao Jing looked at Lu Yuan: "Ning Huan's ranking on the Jianghu list is underestimated, so how many people on the Jianghu list are overestimated?"
"The current number one on the Jianghu list is Kongming, the current abbot of Shaolin Temple."
"Shaolin Temple is the Beidou of Mount Taishan in the martial arts world. As the abbot of Shaolin, Monk Kongming has no doubt about his martial arts skills. However, Monk Kongming has not taken action for twenty years. He is already old and his vitality has declined. How many people are waiting for Monk Kongming? Passing away will give up the number one spot on the Jianghu Ranking."
"At this time, even if the Kongming Divine Monk is willing to go down the mountain to kill demons, if the Kongming Divine Monk accidentally loses to Ning Huan, then the world will be in chaos."
"The Monk Kong Ming is like this, isn't it true for others?"
"Now that Ning Huan has been in seclusion for seventeen years, his strength is unknown. Who dares to take action rashly and test Ning Huan's realm and depth with unintentional and intentional intentions."
"When masters compete, victory or defeat is a matter of time. Who dares to say that he will win against Ning Huan?"
After Zhao Jing said these words, Lu Yuan was speechless.
Yes, even Lu Yuan, a layman, must admit that Zhao Jing's words are reasonable.
That is to say, this Mr. Zhao Da can be regarded as a true bystander, so he can say this.
"Since you know everything, why do you still study with the heads of various sects?" Lu Yuan couldn't help but ask, since you already know the results, why do you still touch those soft nails?
"Also, why did Jianghu Ranking become like this?" Lu Yuan couldn't help but ask.
Yes, after hearing what Zhao Jing said, Jianghu Ranking List instantly became a little funny.
There are so many high-ranking gangsters who cherish their feathers and dare not go out to fight, for fear of falling in the rankings and losing face after defeat, so that the high places on the Jianghu gang list are full of old monsters who are dead.
"Because people in the world have no control over their own actions." Zhao Jing looked at Lu Yuan and said, "If they were not the leader, they wouldn't have to bear so much."
"Where do you start talking about this?" Lu Yuan couldn't help but ask.
"Let me answer Mr. Lu's first question first." Zhao Jing said calmly: "That's why I still asked the heads of various sects to revise books even though I knew very well that no one would reply to me."
"Indeed, no one will reply to me, but Ning Huan's arrival in Middle-earth is also a big event, a big event that is closely related to everyone. If they don't take action now, it doesn't mean they won't take action in the future."
"At least, no one minds stepping on another foot when beating up a drowned dog."
"But it won't help us now!" Lu Yuan said still impatiently and angrily.
Now that all the pressure is on him, he deeply understands that the Jin Yiwei forces he brought here are very reluctant to deal with a strong second-level person like Ning Xiao, and even need to pinch their noses to seek help from the hive.
But it is a little too weak to deal with a true first-level person like Ning Tian, or even an old monster like Ning Huan who is a genius in the world.
So he didn't really approve of Zhao Jing's approach.
"Lord Lu, please be patient and don't be impatient. Please be patient and don't be impatient." Zhao Jing calmly said calmly. "Yes, water from far away cannot save fire from near. The seven sects are separated in various parts of China. In some places, it will take three to five days just for the pigeon message to arrive. If people come to travel, I'm afraid it won't take ten days and a half. You can’t come, and besides, we’re short of people and horses, it’s unrealistic for you to ask those seniors who are in their 70s and 80s to drive thousands of miles and then help others fight.”
"In fact, among the seven famous families, there are only two people who have the ability and reason to help."
"Which two people?" Lu Yuan couldn't help but ask.
"One is of course the leader of the Huashan Sect, Shang Li." Zhao Jing said: "The leader of the Huashan Sect, Shang Li, is ranked seventh in the Jianghu Ranking. Moreover, although he is not young and strong, he is only over fifty years old now. But it can be said that it is at its peak in the Spring and Autumn Period, and it is the right time to fight.”
"What's more." Zhao Jing looked at Lu Yuan and continued: "Shang Jiuge is in Luocheng."
"Shang Jiuge?" Lu Yuan couldn't figure out the relationship for a while.
He just felt that the name Shang Jiuge seemed familiar.
"Shang Jiuge is the Shang Jiuge who was assassinated before. He went on to challenge the Seventeen Bandits of the Yellow River. Before she came down the mountain, she was Huashan's junior aunt and Shang Li's junior sister."
"Now that Shang Jiuge is in Luo City, if Ning Huan comes to Luo City, it will definitely be detrimental to her. Shang Li should not just sit idly by, both emotionally and rationally."
"What's more, Shaanxi Huashan is on the only way to Luocheng from the Western Regions."
"So." Zhao Jing looked at Lu Yuan indifferently. At this moment, Mr. Zhao was confident.
"I asked the head of Huashan, Shang Li, to stop Ning Huan on his way to Luo City. Only this head of Huashan is qualified to fight the miserable old man."
