Jiang Shuo saw that the "Jiyuan" was round on the outside and square on the inside, like a large Tongbao copper coin. The sunken square pit in the center was like a coin's eye, but it was surrounded by circular steps that gradually rose. These steps were covered with wooden scaffolding. The sheds are covered with large shed cloth made of cowhide.
Everyone saw this weird arrangement and felt it was strange. Only Ruixi recognized it and said: "This is the system of the Qin Kingdom, an ancient country in the Western Regions. It is called an 'arena'. People fight in pits, and people around them are on the steps." Go up and watch.”
The old man Mo Jing frowned and said, "Isn't that a quail fight?"
Ruixi nodded and said: "The countries in the Western Region enjoy watching people fight. The audience is not only high-ranking officials and dignitaries, but also ordinary people. Their 'arena' is much larger than this 'Jiyuan'."
Old Mojing shook his head and said: "Xirong has not been civilized for a long time. It is too barbaric to watch people fight."
Ruixi nodded and said: "My Manichaean religion does not approve of people fighting each other for entertainment, but it seems that today's 'Jiyuan' is to imitate the 'Arena' of the ancient Qin Dynasty, allowing the nine religions to fight each other in this pit. "
Jiang Shuo looked around and saw that their entrance to Jiyuan was in the southeast corner. Oppositely, there was another entrance in the southwest corner, and there was an empty high platform to the north of the square pit.
The two entrances to the east and west and the high platform on the north divide the entire "Jiyuan" evenly into three parts, and each part is divided into three sections by railings.
The three sections to the west are already full of people, and those standing in the northernmost part are Manichaeans wearing white robes and white hats. The white robes on these believers are brand new and spotless. Compared with Ruixi's group of flower-like people, they are as filthy. A dirty white robe is completely different.
Naturally, Yihai Apo Damucha and Feihongzi were among them. Feihongzi no longer pretended to be a Shaolin monk, but also dressed up in Manichean white robes. The strange thing was that neither Feihongzi nor Yihai Apo stood there. In the center, in the middle, is a Persian monk with blue eyes and a curly beard.
Mani is in the far north of the west. The group of people in the middle of the three sections on the west are also wearing white robes, but these people are bald and have no hats, and they all have long hair, and they all have a black cross-shaped necklace hanging on their chests. Hanging ornaments, Jiang Shuo saw the cross shape and knew that these people were Nestorian Christians.
These Nestorians were surrounding a person. Jiang Shuo felt that he looked familiar. When he looked carefully, he found out that it was Isdad. Just because he shaved his head and changed his hairstyle like the King of Plodharma back then, Jiang Shuo was stunned for a moment. Not recognized.
Only then did Jiang Shuo remember that Puro had sent a message on his deathbed to let Yis take over as the Nestorian Dharma King. It seemed that he had succeeded. He held another hexagram rosary in his hand. There was also a cross hanging on the head of the rosary. Get rid of the token Jiang Shuo gave to Yis.
Yisi had already recognized Jiang Shuo and was nodding to him.
Below Nestorianism, there is still a group of white-robed people. The style of their white robes seems to be quite similar to that of the Manichaeans. However, the Manichaeans wear white robes and white hats, but these people wear white robes and hats. White headband.
There is another difference between them and the white robes of Manichaeism and Nestorianism. The white robes of Manichaeism and Nestorianism are undecorated. From the leader to the ordinary believers, they all wear the same plain white robes. Among this group of people in white robes, there were several people whose white robes were adorned with golden hanging ornaments. These hanging ornaments were either round or diamond-shaped, shining golden light in the sun, and seemed to be made of pure gold.
Ruixi was still well-informed and said: "It seems that to the west are the three barbarian religions - Manichaeism, Zoroastrianism and Nestorianism."
Only then did Jiang Shuo learn that the other group of people in white were Zoroastrian.
Looking to the south, separated from Nestorianism by a passage, was a group of Persians wearing black robes and black turbans on their heads. Jiang Shuo recognized these people as black-clothed people, but there were no such people among them. His old acquaintance "King Naowen", presumably, it was only a few months after Naowen's fleet was destroyed in Wuhuhai. He escaped back to Dashi by sea. I'm afraid he hasn't reached home yet, and it's too late anyway. Came here.
Jiang Shuo once heard King Puluo say that the big cannibals in black believed in Islam. It seemed that these people were Islamists.
On the side of Yijiao, directly to the south, there was a group of warrior-looking people dressed in brocade robes and fur coats, with scimitars and horned bows hanging on their waists. Jiang Shuo recognized them as Tubo Xiangxiong Bonji, Ma Xiangzhong Bajie, Tiebian Xinuoluo and Tongfan Zhangzangxie are both prominently listed.
There is also a fat old monk among Ma Xiangzhong Bajie. Although he is not as fat as Ma Xiangzhong Bajie and not as tall as Iron Blade Xinolo, he is still tall and strong. This old monk has his eyes closed as if he is in trance, his lips are slightly Xi, I don’t know what mantra I am reciting.
Further down the Bon religion, there is a group of monks wearing orange robes. The color of these monks' robes is weird. This dye does not seem to be found in the Central Plains. The fabric of the monks' robes is like linen and is very thin. The monks also look dry. He is thin and looks very different from the tall and strong Tubo people.
Jiang Shuo made a detailed calculation in his mind and concluded that those to the south should be the three outsider religions. The first two were Yijiao and Bonjiao, and the last group was Tianzhu outsiderism.
The west and south sides are occupied, but the east side is still empty. It must be used by the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism in the Central Plains.
There were more than ten people from the other six sects present, but the three sects in the Central Plains only had six people: Old Man Mojing, Ye Guizhen, Jiang Shuo and Kongtong. Although Ruixi went up the mountain with them, he was a Manichean, so naturally You can't fight for the three religions.
Old Man Mo Jing smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This Nine Sects Conference is being held in our land of Central Plains. The other sects are all prosperous, but we only have such a handful of people."
The pair of Western Shaolin monks who led them up the mountain invited them to the east and divided them into three groups. Old Man Jing smiled and said, "There are only six of us from the three sects of the Central Plains, so we should stand together."
The two monks said in unison: "The Nine Sects Conference will be divided into nine sects. I have never heard of them being able to be united in one place."
These two people could actually speak in the same voice all the time. They seemed to have an extraordinary tacit understanding, and Jiang Shuo was secretly amazed.
Tie Zheng Daoyuan said angrily: "We have gathered all the heroes from the Central Plains. If it weren't for the devil's sect causing trouble, this little Douji Peak wouldn't be able to be arranged. How could there be only six people?"
The two monks just sneered but did not answer. Seeing their expressions, Tiezheng Daoyuan became even more angry. He stepped forward, pushed the monk on the right with his hand and said, "Get out of the way!"
With this push from Tie Zheng Daoyuan, his right hand was filled with strength, intending to beat the monk to the point where he would spit out blood and destroy the majesty of the demon sect. Unexpectedly, the man suddenly turned his shoulders, turned sideways and let Daoyuan's palm pass, and said Yuan was called "Tie Zheng Dogen" and his palm skills were of course no small feat. When he saw the monk avoid it, he flipped his palm and performed the "Five Strings Swing" move with his right hand turned outward and swung towards his chest.
This move may look like a random swing, but it actually implies extremely advanced acupuncture skills. There are claws in the palm, and the five fingers are pointing at the five acupuncture points on the monk's chest.
The monk twisted his waist and turned his shoulder. Not only did he avoid Dao Yuan's fingers, but he also moved his shoulder towards Dao Yuan's arm. Dao Yuan was startled and wanted to withdraw his right palm, but unexpectedly the other monk did not Knowing when he was approaching, he also bumped his shoulders with his shoulders, like closing a door, and pinched Dogen's right arm.
The moves of these two people were really weird. Daoyuan was shocked and jumped backwards, trying to get out of Erren's shoulder. Unexpectedly, the two of them also jumped forward together. Daoyuan couldn't withdraw in time, and he let out a "Crack!" , his wrist was clamped between the shoulders of the two men, and he immediately felt pain that penetrated his bones. He used his left hand to slap the monk on the left.
The two monks succeeded with one blow, but they did not hesitate to fight. They relaxed their shoulders and jumped back.
Regardless of the pain in his right wrist, Tie Zheng Daoyuan waved his left palm and wanted to hit him again. Sima Qingyun and Zhuge Jingxu were afraid that he would suffer a loss, so they hurriedly stepped forward and held his shoulders one on the left and the other on the right.
Sima Qingyun said: "Daoyuan, calm down, don't fall into the devil's sect's tricks again."
Zhuge Jingxu stretched out his hand and touched Daoyuan's right wrist. It turned out that when he was clamped by the two monks just now, he tried desperately to take his hand out, and his wrist was dislocated. Zhuge Jingxu pulled and pushed, After reinstalling his wrist, it was no big deal, but Daoyuan's wrist was swollen and bruised, which still had a considerable impact on his ability to perform finger pointing skills.
Before the war officially started, the three religions of the Central Plains had lost one of their combat strength.
Fei Hongzi on the opposite side yelled loudly: "Brother Jingwei, what are you doing? The seniors of the three religions can stand wherever they want, how can they tolerate you two juniors? How dare you be disrespectful to our distinguished guests? Hurry up and get out!" m.
He said this, but his face was full of evil smiles. Dao Yuan was furious in his heart, but he was held down by Sima and Zhuge.
The Jingwei brothers put their hands together and said, "This is what the master taught me."
The two monks didn't look back, and stepped back together. Unexpectedly, their backs tightened, and they seemed to hit a wall. When the two monks turned around in shock, they saw the old man Mojing turning behind them at some point. He also said with a smile: "You two have to leave now that you have gained an advantage. I still have some good intentions to offer you."
The two monks didn't need to look at each other to know each other's intentions. With one left palm and one with the right palm, they slapped Old Man Jing on the left and right shoulders, but he didn't dodge with a smile. Seeing that the palms of the two monks were about to slap his shoulders, The old man Mo Jing suddenly lowered his shoulders to avoid the palms of the two monks, then shrugged again, pressing against the wrists of the two monks.
The two monks struck forward with their palms but missed. The old man's shoulders hit the weak point of the two monks' wrist joints unpreparedly. With the help of clever force, both their wrists were shocked and dislocated!
The old man Mo Jing succeeded with one blow and did not hesitate to fight. He ducked between the two monks and stood beside the Three Saints of Kongtong. He said with a smile: "You two boys, I will teach you to be good and respect the seniors in the martial arts world." You guys, the Central Plains Wulin is not something you can humiliate at will."
Feihongzi laughed loudly and said, "Thank you, Senior Mojian, for helping me teach two incompetent disciples." Then he said to the two monks, "I still haven't thanked you, Senior."
The two monks, Jingwei and Wei, had already put on their wrists, and together they clasped their hands to the old man grinding the mirror and said, "Thank you, senior, for your advice."
The old man Mo Jing waved his hand and said: "That's all."
The two monks then turned around the square pit and returned to Fei Hongzi. Fei Hongzi raised his eyes, and the two of them retreated to the back with a flirtatious look.
Fei Hongzi then flew up to stand on the high platform at the front and back, bowed his hands and said loudly: "Everyone, since the Nine Sects have gathered here, and the time is just past noon, the Nine Sects Uncensored Conference has begun!"
Some people died, but not completely...
