The Li family is a first-rate family in Lizhou. His own cultivation strength is also at the seventh level of Wanxiang, and he temporarily serves as the leader of the Lizhou Martial Arts Alliance.

Li Quanwu was also very worried. After all, his was just a first-rate family. For example, the Gou family of Lizhou was much stronger than his Li family. They could be destroyed by just sending someone with supernatural powers.

Therefore, the matter of establishing a martial arts alliance has not been made public for the time being, for fear that if it is made public, some forces such as the Gou family will become restless and will come to destroy the Li family.

After all, once the branch of the Martial Arts Alliance is successfully established, it will disrupt the balance between the major forces in Lizhou, and the interests of the major forces will be damaged. No one wants such an alliance to appear.

"Mr. Ding, I am still a little nervous. There is no such thing as a wall that is impenetrable. If the news leaks out, the powerful Gou family will definitely think that my Li family is up to something, and they will not sit idly by."

"If we do it openly, my Li family will probably be destroyed soon."

"Does the young master have any good ideas?"

Li Quanwu said cautiously.

Ning Chen asked, "What did Senior Boxing Saint say?"

Li Quanwu smiled bitterly: "Senior Boxing Saint wants me to listen to your opinion for the time being."

Ning Chen frowned slightly. What did he mean?
He doesn't have the final say in the Martial Arts Alliance. He just assists secretly. If the Martial Arts Alliance is really successful, it is not certain who will be obeyed in the end. It will either be his father or the eldest prince. It will never be his turn.

Let him rack his brains. The Crown Prince and the Boxing Saint are really good at plotting. If they fail, they will definitely blame him for his incompetence. If they succeed, it seems that it has little to do with him.

If these people listened to him from beginning to end, it would be okay for him to waste his brain.

"Let's set it up secretly first, and then we'll deal with it if it doesn't work out." Ning Chen said calmly.

After hearing this, Li Quanwu's expression did not change and he was speechless in his heart. It was like saying nothing.

"I'll follow your instructions, sir!" said Li Quanwu.

Ning Chen added: "If someone really stops us, or comes to the Li family to cause trouble, then ask Lord Nie for help."

Li Quanwu glanced at Nie Yongxuan and decided that this was the only way for the time being.

Although Nie Yongxuan is the city lord, some big families and sects in Lizhou do not dare to intervene.

If the person in charge is not the right one, Nie Yongxuan might be beheaded, and it might even be impossible to find out who did it, so how could Li Quanwu not be worried.

Next.

Li Quanwu prepared a mansion for Ning Chen, which was called Ding Mansion.

Ning Chen asked Li Quanwu to send someone to find Qin Fei.

After settling down, Ning Chen took Yan Conglong and others to Lizhou City for two days to understand the situation.

The largest family in Lizhou is the Gou family. The Gou family has powerful people with perfect supernatural powers. During the martial arts conference, Gou Da Teng was one of the top ten geniuses.

Under the Gou family, there are three other aristocratic families: the Cao family, the Ruan family, and the Zhuang family, which have been passed down for more than 500 years. Among them, the Zhuang family has an ancestor in the realm of supernatural powers. Although the Cao family and the Ruan family do not have them, their ancestors have the strength of half a step to supernatural powers.

Therefore, the strongest family is the Gou family, which has a thousand-year-long heritage.

As for the major sects, they are Fushan Sword Sect and Dinghai Tower. Both of these major sects have powerful people in the realm of supernatural powers.

Among other sects, the most powerful ones are at the Wanxiang Realm. Many sects do not even have anyone at the Wanxiang Realm, and are not as good as the Li family.

"Sir, there are no Martial Emperors in Lizhou. There are eight people in the Divine Ability Realm, three from the Gou family, two from the Fushan Sword Sect, two from the Dinghai Tower, and one from the Zhuang family."

After returning to the mansion, Yan Conglong told Ning Chen about the situation.

Ning Chen nodded secretly.

There are not many powerful people in the realm of supernatural powers in the world. There are eight powerful people in the realm of supernatural powers in Lizhou, which is already very good.

There might be more in secret, but their number should not be too many.

"The Gou family, the Zhuang family, the Fushan Sword Sect, and the Dinghai Tower." Ning Chen muttered to himself, which means that the biggest threats to the Martial Arts Alliance branch are these four forces.

After a brief understanding, Ning Chen asked Ma Junpeng to return to Wulang Peak and persuade the leader of Wulang Peak to surrender with the bandits.

Ma Junpeng was very happy when he heard this and said that he would definitely come back.

Yan Conglong stared at Ma Junpeng and said to Ning Chen, "Sir, if you let him go like this, he may not come back."

Ning Chen smiled: "Unless he is a fool."

Ma Junpeng naturally did not meet Nie Yongxuan, Liao Bufan and Luo Kang, and did not know that the Li family had a secret relationship with the court.

But the Li family is a first-rate family in Licheng. Li Quanwu is a powerful master in the Wanxiang realm and has been able to gain a foothold in Licheng for hundreds of years. Based on this, shouldn’t Ma Junpeng be curious about his identity?

Don’t you want to curry favor with the Li family?
Is there a future in being a bandit?
Ning Chen smiled and said, "Let's go to Shanhai City."

Yan Conglong was stunned for a moment. Shanhai City was thousands of miles away from the city. Dinghai Tower, one of the two major sects, was located in Shanhai City.

"Sir, do you have something to do in Shanhai City? If not, I don't suggest you go now." Yan Conglong said.

"My mother's family is in Shanhai City." Ning Chen said calmly: "Go and see my grandfather and uncle."

Hearing this, Yan Conglong said nothing more and asked, "How many people do you want to bring with you, sir?"

"Not too much, you and the two Tiangang can go with you, and the others can stay in the mansion for the time being." Ning Chen said.

The reason why he went to Shanhai City to see his mother's clan now was because no one was paying attention to him now.

When the Li family secretly forms a martial arts alliance, many people will meet him and it is inevitable that he will be noticed.

"Shall we set off now?"

"Correct."

"Then I will go and make the arrangements."

Half an hour later.

A luxurious carriage drove out of the city, driven by Liu Dai, Yan Conglong and the other two followed on horseback.

Except for Li Quanwu and Nie Yongxuan who knew that Ning Chen had left the city, no one else in the city paid attention.

On the way, Ning Chen learned the names of the two Tiangang Realm followers. The one with a slightly dark complexion was called Cao Chong, and the one with fair skin was called Zhang Xing.

The two men looked very young, but their actual ages were already in their sixties or seventies. They both served in the military and worked their way up to become the commanders of the imperial guards.

Ning Chen glanced at Yan Conglong. He didn't need to think too much. He knew that this commander of the imperial guards, who looked to be only in his forties, must be at least eighty years old.

July 10th, evening.

Ning Chen and his four companions passed by the Broken Spear Temple. Seven or eight ragged beggars rushed out of the temple and blocked their way.

The beggars knelt on the ground, begging Yan Conglong and others for some food.

A cold light flashed in Yan Conglong's eyes. Cao Chong and Zhang Xing stepped forward and were about to attack, but were stopped by Ning Chen.

"Give them some money."

Yan Conglong winked at Cao Chong and Zhang Xing, and the two of them dismounted from their horses, took out some copper coins from their pockets and distributed them to the eight beggars. Unexpectedly, another group of beggars rushed out of the Broken Spear Temple, both old and young, and all of them were skinny.

Ning Chen felt strange, got off the carriage and took a look at the beggars. There were at least thirty to forty-seven of them.

He glanced into the ruined gun temple and vaguely saw someone inside. He wondered if he was unable to move or was too hungry to walk?

Accompanied by Yan Conglong and the other two, they headed towards the Broken Spear Temple. "Sir, please slow down." Liu Dai said beside him.

Walking into the broken gun temple, Ning Chen took a closer look and saw more than ten beggars. Among them was an old blind man who was leaning against a clay statue in the broken temple with a wooden stick in his arms.

Ning Chen stared at the clay statue. He didn't know when the general came from. He was wearing armor and holding a broken spear. Perhaps due to years of disrepair, the clay statue looked like it had lost its majesty.

Ning Chen called all the beggars into the Broken Gun Temple and asked about the situation.

If three or five beggars gathered in this dilapidated gun temple, it would not be a big deal, but if forty or fifty beggars gathered here, there was obviously something wrong.

"Sir, we used to have houses and land. Our life was not very rich, but we could get by."

"Ever since Qingmang Mountain colluded with Dinghai Tower in Shanhai City, Linchuan County, Shitian County, and Shayang County have been robbed by Qingmang Mountain bandits. The City Lord's Mansion and the Demon Suppression Department did not care, and the bandits were rampant, causing many people to be displaced."

"The people who suffer the most are us, the common people without any background or power."

An older beggar told Ning Chen the truth, telling him about the atrocities committed by the bandits in Qingmang Mountain and the difficult lives of the lower-class people.

Many people could not bear the long-term oppression of the Qingmang Mountain bandits and had moved out of the three counties to live elsewhere.

They had no money and had to become beggars to survive.

After hearing this, Ning Chen hated the bandits in Qingmang Mountain. He asked about the bandits' strength, but no one could tell. In short, the bandits in Qingmang Mountain were very powerful. Even the county lord's mansion and the Demon Suppression Bureau did not dare to go against Qingmang Mountain.

In addition, Qingmang Mountain secretly colluded with Dinghai Tower.

Dinghai Tower is a big sect in Lizhou. Not only does it have many disciples, but it is also filled with powerful people. Even the City Lord's Mansion in the state capital cannot control it.

Officials, sects, aristocratic families, and bandits are all in collusion, making it impossible for the lower-class people to survive.

"Who is gossiping?"

A cold shout came from outside the Broken Gun Temple.

Ning Chen, Yan Conglong and others had already discovered that someone was coming on the official road. It was also a luxurious carriage, and there were twenty or thirty guards following the carriage. The strongest one was at the Wanxiang Realm, and the weakest was at the Yudan Realm.

The one who asked the question in a cold voice was a man in Tiangang Realm. It was difficult to tell his age, but judging from his appearance, he was in his thirties. He had a long sword hanging from his waist, and he stared coldly at the Broken Gun Temple.

When the beggars in the Broken Gun Temple heard the cold shout, they turned pale with fright and hid themselves with their heads in their hands, perhaps curling up in a corner and not daring to make a sound.

Only the old blind man leaning against the clay statue did not move. He held a wooden stick in his arms and leaned quietly against the base of the statue.

Ning Chen and his four companions came to the door and stared at the group of people wearing sea-blue sword robes. On the chest of their sword robes, the word "Lou" was embroidered with gold thread.

"People from Dinghai Tower!" Yan Conglong said to Ning Chen.

Ning Chen could see that there were people in the Wanxiang Realm and Tiangang Realm, with the lowest level of cultivation being the Yudan Realm, which was not something that ordinary forces could possess.

The Tiangang Realm man who spoke landed outside the Broken Spear Temple and shouted coldly, "Who are you? How dare you gossip here?"

Zhang Xing drew his sword and shouted, "How dare you!"

The Tiangang disciples of Dinghai Tower stared at Zhang Xing in surprise. Tiangang realm?
Ning Chen stopped Zhang Xing and said, "We came from Lizhou and stopped by this temple to rest. We saw many beggars so we asked a few more questions. There is no other intention."

The man in the Tiangang Realm glanced at Ning Chen coldly, then turned to look at the man in the Wanxiang Realm.

The man from Wanxiang Realm looked to be about fifty years old. His name was Yu Chunlei and he was one of the elders of Dinghai Tower.

He had long discovered that Ning Chen and the other four were not simple, especially Ning Chen's appearance. He felt that he looked a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where.

As for the fact that Ning Chen has a powerful person from the All-Seeing Realm by his side, it is obvious that the origin of this young man is not simple.

Yu Chunlei said to the carriage: "Miss, it's just a few beggars gossiping, it has nothing to do with this young master."

"Kill all those beggars!" A cold female voice came from the carriage.

The woman seemed very young from her voice, but she was really cruel. The beggars just told her the truth, but she couldn't stand it and killed them?
Yu Chunlei said coldly: "Didn't you hear what the young lady said?"

The man in Tiangang Realm was the deacon of Dinghai Tower, named Wen Zhiliang. Upon hearing Yu Chunlei's words, he bypassed Zhang Xing and walked into the ruined temple, drawing his sword to kill people.

"Stop!" Ning Chen shouted.

The bandits in Qingmang Mountain colluded with forces such as Dinghai Tower, causing these people to be homeless and reduced to beggars. It was already miserable enough, but they actually wanted to kill them?
Would it be useful to kill them? Would it be enough to silence the people who were talking about this?

Wen Zhiliang heard it, but he kept the sword in his hand and slashed at the old beggar who told the truth.

Zhang Xing couldn't bear it any longer, so he drew his sword and blocked Wen Zhiliang's sword.

"My master told you to stop, are you deaf?" Zhang Xing's strength was higher than Wen Zhiliang's, at the fifth level of Tiangang. He shouted after shocking Wen Zhiliang away with a sword.

Wen Zhiliang was furious: "Whose son is your son? How dare you meddle in the affairs of Dinghai Tower?"

"My master's surname is... Ding." Zhang Xing said coldly.

Last name Ding?

Wen Zhiliang frowned. He had never heard of any noble family with the surname Ding in Lizhou. Even the Shang clan did not have anyone with the surname Ding.

There is no such thing in the City Lord's Mansion or the Demon Suppression Bureau either.

Yu Chunlei flashed to the entrance of Poqiang Temple, stared at Zhang Xing coldly, and then looked at Ning Chen.

"Isn't Mr. Ding from Lizhou?"

There must be people with the surname Ding in Lizhou, but with one person at the Wanxiang realm and two at the Tiangang realm following them, they are definitely not an ordinary family with the surname Ding.

If there was one in Lizhou, there was no way Dinghai Tower would not know about it.

So he concluded that Ning Chen and others came from other places, and their accents were also different from those in Lizhou.

Ning Chen smiled and said, "Yes, they are from other places and are new to Lizhou. They don't know the rules very well, but these people are beggars and homeless. Please spare their lives."

Yu Chunlei said, "I am the elder of Dinghai Tower, Yu Chunlei. These beggars were robbed by bandits and became homeless. Yet they are gossiping everywhere, saying that the bandits are colluding with Dinghai Tower. This is sheer nonsense."

"This time, for Mr. Ding's sake, I will not make a fuss about it. If you continue to gossip and talk nonsense, don't blame me for being rude."

After Yu Chunlei finished speaking, he looked at Wen Zhiliang and said, "Let's go."

Wen Zhiliang glanced at Zhang Xing coldly, put away his sword and walked to the door, when someone sneered.

"No matter how big a tree is, it will be infested with borers. If there is no one in your Dinghai Tower colluding with the officials and bandits, there would be no such thing as a rumor."

Everyone looked back and saw that the person who spoke was the old blind man holding a wooden stick in his arms.

A hint of coldness flashed across Yu Chunlei and Wen Zhiliang's faces.

The old blind man continued, "You Dinghai Tower can kill these people, but can you kill everyone in Shanhai City? Do you really dare to do it? The imperial court will not let you go."

"Old blind man, you are looking for death!" Wen Zhiliang was furious. He flashed past and swung his sword towards the old blind man.

Yu Chunlei watched coldly but did not stop it.

Zhang Xing hastily drew his sword to stop him, but was repelled by Wen Zhiliang. He retreated to the old blind man and asked, "Are you so arrogant in Dinghai Tower? You kill people just because you disagree with me?"

Wen Zhiliang said angrily: "This old blind man is still talking nonsense, didn't you hear it? He slandered my Dinghai Tower, how can I let him go? If you continue to interfere, don't blame me for not giving face."

Wen Zhiliang strode forward and grabbed the old blind man. (End of this chapter)