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    Chapter 82 Seat

    Jiang Nanyun stood there in a daze, with her dark eyebrows frowning slightly. She stared at Xiao Yuesheng for a long time, feeling strange in her heart. If it was normal, no matter how light she was, the master would be able to notice her once she entered the back garden.

    This time, Master didn¡¯t speak. Could it be that he didn¡¯t notice?  Jiang Nanyun thought to himself and stared blankly at Xiao Yuesheng sitting cross-legged in the pavilion.

    After another long while, Jiang Nanyun felt itchy and unbearable, so he deliberately took two steps forward and made a sound, hoping to attract Master's attention.

    "But the sound of the piano was like flowing water. Xiao Yuesheng was so intoxicated that he was unconscious and ignored her.

    Jiang Nanyun sighed helplessly, stopped moving, simply calmed down, stood attentively, and used the Jade Xu Jue to slowly operate, using this free time to practice.

    Her internal strength has improved by leaps and bounds, not only because of Xiao Yuesheng's ability to change tendons and cleanse her marrow, but also because of the effect of the Yuan-Building Pill, and because of her mysterious skills, and because she is extremely diligent and uses all her spare time to practice.

    The cultivation of Qingxinjue entered the room, and the control of the heart increased greatly. However, the efforts of a few interests were immersed in the state of silence. In this state of mind, the internal skills have grown the fastest growth.

    With the operation of the Jade Xu Jue, her face gradually changed, as if it had really turned into a piece of white jade, becoming more and more white and warm, and her face became more and more radiant, making it impossible to look directly at it.

    ??The breeze blew across the lake, blowing up some strands of her hair and rumpling her blouse. Looking from a distance, her robes were fluttering and flowing out of the dust.

    The sound of the cong cong fell slowly, getting lower and lower, and finally disappeared. Xiao Yuesheng opened his eyes, shook his head, and sighed softly.

    It is difficult to recreate the situation that day, as if there was something stuck in the middle. There is always a layer of gauze between them, but it cannot be penetrated, making it difficult to enter the original artistic conception.

    He has been exploring for several days, calming down and experiencing it carefully, but he still can't find the feeling of the sun's heat entering his body and entering the purple elixir.

    He has a superb state of mind, and his heart is like the moon in the lake. He is not irritated by this. He knows that there must be an oversight somewhere, and he will find it slowly, and he is extremely patient.

    Turning around and looking down, he glanced at Jiang Nanyun and asked in a warm voice: "Nanyun, what's the matter?"

    "Master, when will we rebuild the Dongyuan Gang?" Jiang Nanyun asked softly, "Everything is ready, we just need the east wind."

    "Oh -?" Xiao Yuesheng lowered his eyes, and in a flash, he appeared in front of her. The dark brown Yao Qin was still placed on the top of the small pavilion.

    "What have you done?" Xiao Yuesheng asked lightly with a smile on his face.

    The two came to the small pavilion and sat on the wooden pier. Jiang Nanyun picked up the jade pot on the table, poured wine with his bare hands, filled the jade cup, handed it to Xiao Yuesheng with both hands, and said with a sweet smile: "I'm already next door to us."  I found a house in the distance and tidy it up, so I can use it as the headquarters of the Dongyuan Gang."

    Xiao Yuesheng took the jade cup and took a sip of the wine in the cup. The wine he brewed was not yet heated and could not be opened. He could only taste some of the wine Pan Hou sent, and it was still good enough to drink.

    He savored the taste of the wine and nodded.

    Seeing him nodding, Jiang Nanyun lightly brushed the hair on his forehead with his jade hand, smiled charmingly, and said softly: "I selected more than ten people from my former colleagues. They are all strong and shrewd.  The characters can become the first members of the Dongyuan Gang."

    "Well, is there any more?" Xiao Yuesheng took another sip of wine and glanced at her lightly.

    Jiang Nanyun thought for a while and shook his head slightly: "I can't think of anything else."

    "Yeah, that's right," Xiao Yuesheng nodded, looked up to the sky, sighed, and said with a smile, "It's enough to do this"

    He pondered for a moment and said, "Nanyun, you should be the leader of the Dongyuan Gang!"

    "Um, uh¡ª¡ª?!" Jiang Nanyun just nodded, and suddenly his mouth opened slightly, his face full of surprise, his bright eyes motionless, looking at Xiao Yuesheng blankly.

    Immediately, she shook her head. She couldn't succeed even if she couldn't succeed. How could a weak woman be the leader of the gang? It would be difficult to convince everyone.

    Xiao Yuesheng chuckled, swaying the jade cup, and said nonchalantly: "As long as you have real skills, how can others care whether you are a boy or a girl?Besides, Master Dingyi and the others are not women, so who dares to be presumptuous in front of her?  ?¡±

    Thinking of Master Dingyi, Jiang Nanyun's heart suddenly moved. Even the master was obedient in front of Master Dingyi. Even though it was because of Master Yilin, he was proud of it.

    "Okay, Nanyun, there is no need to refuse, this is my decision as a teacher!" Xiao Yuesheng looked serious and said in a deep voice.

    His face was stern, and he suddenly lost his anger and authority. The heavy majesty suddenly came to his face. Jiang Nanyun felt it the most and could not resist.

    "Okay, disciple, just obey your orders!" Jiang ???Yun nodded reluctantly, eager to see if he could run a gang.

    No wonder, no wonder, it turned out that the master had planned it beforehand!  Jiang Nanyun sighed in his heart, his master rarely taught him martial arts.

    Because the method of teaching is to pour martial arts directly into one's mind, with Qingxin Jue as the basis, she doesn't feel sad, but it saves a lot of effort. Others are still worried about not being proficient in the moves and not being able to turn them into instincts, but she just wants to use them.  I am troubled by the wonderfulness, and troubled by the lack of skill.

    On weekdays, he taught her some imperial techniques. Although she was strange, she did not resist. She had a good understanding of human nature and deeply admired her master's teachings.

    She has been trained by life, and Xiao Yuesheng opened a door in front of her. Subtly, Jiang Nanyun has become more scheming and resourceful.

    "It's up to you to decide what to do in the future. You don't have to worry about everything as a teacher." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hands, looking impatient.

    Jiang Nanyun had no choice but to smile bitterly. He nodded slightly, his bright eyes were slightly horizontal, and he rolled his eyes at the master. He could tell at a glance that it was him who was lazy.

    Xiao Yuesheng rolled her eyes at her and felt that his master was too lazy. Although he had the excuse of training his disciples, he could not deceive himself or his disciples.

    After pondering for a while, he nodded and said: "Well, how about you send an invitation first and invite Head Yue and Master Dingyi over to witness the establishment of your Dongyuan Gang?"

    "Thank you, Master!" Jiang Nanyun was overjoyed.

    In an instant, her thoughts were changing. If she could invite the two leaders, the Dongyuan Gang would not be a small gang that could be manipulated by others. Being friends with the two major sword sects would be enough to make ordinary people  If you stay away from them, you can greatly increase the power of the Dongyuan Gang and recruit gang members, which will go very smoothly.

    She did it as soon as she thought of it, and in a flash, her figure flashed and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a faint lingering fragrance.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, looking forward to seeing what his disciple could accomplish and whether he could make the Dongyuan Gang bigger.

    Exorcist Immortal Tower

    Since arriving in Luoyang City, Yue Buqun has not been so strict with his disciples. He just told them to be careful and not to cause trouble.

    As for the eldest disciple Linghu Chong, Yue Buqun was even more strict and would never allow him to drink. Otherwise, he would be punished to shut himself up and reflect on his mistakes and not leave the royal residence.

    The prosperity of Luoyang City is infinitely attractive to the people who have been living on Mount Huashan. To dwell on their mistakes behind closed doors is tantamount to torture.

    Linghu Chong had no choice but to abstain from alcohol, but occasionally he would take a chance and secretly go to Xiao Mansion to have a drink with Xiao Yuesheng.

    It¡¯s not because of anything else, but because the wine here at Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s place is so mellow that it can¡¯t be compared to the fine wines outside. Linghu Chong salivates every time he thinks about it.

    The wine in Xiao Yuesheng's house was all given by Pan Hou, the leader of the Changsha Clan. Pan Hou was extremely rich and had a very high vision. He knew that his sworn brother had a higher vision, so the wine he selected and sent to him was extraordinary.  .

    But he was a little embarrassed to always come to ask for drinks.

    On this day, he encouraged all his junior brothers to go to the Banished Immortal Tower to taste Nvrong. At the beginning, Tian Boguang carried two loads to Huashan. It was indeed mellow and lingering, with an endless aftertaste. Thinking about it now, it seems that the lingering fragrance is still in his mouth.  middle.

    Everyone also knows from the rumors in Luoyang City that the Banished Immortal Tower is now famous. Because Xiao Yuesheng often visits, everyone in the martial arts world wants to see the appearance of Jinghong Yijian. There are so many people here that it is full every day.  .

    "Senior Brother, we are a little late, I'm afraid there are no seats." Lu Dayou followed Linghu Chong and kept mumbling.

    "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Mr. Xiao didn't go out today. Let's just sit in his seat." Linghu Chong waved his hand and smiled freely.

    Lin Pingzhi is also with everyone. He has now gradually integrated into Huashan. Because he is usually low-key, honest, talks very little, and does not cause trouble, everyone likes him as his junior brother.

    Everyone couldn't help but happily exclaimed that the elder brother was still smart. They also heard that although the Banished Immortal Tower was always full, there was always an empty table, and that was Xiao Yihan's seat. Every time he came here, Xiao Yihan  It has become a habit for Mr. Han to sit in that position.

    The upstairs was already crowded, but there was an empty seat. Due to the unparalleled temperament of people in Wulin, there would naturally be people who were dissatisfied and wanted to sit on it.

    But there will always be people who will stop him. Although Xiao Yihan is a tough guy, he has many supporters. They think he is kind and loyal, and he is a rare hero. When he sees someone trying to occupy his seat, there will always be someone to stop him.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? If you don¡¯t sit down, you won¡¯t let others sit down. Human nature is like this, people will make noises, and under public anger, there will only be ashes.Give up the idea.

    Over time, a rule has been formed in the Banished Immortal Tower. This seat is only reserved for Xiao Yihan, and no one else can sit on it.

    "Senior Brother, please, that's the position of escort chief Xiao" Lin Pingzhi said in a low voice.

    Lin Pingzhi was wearing a green shirt, standing like a jade tree in the wind. Everyone was outdone and looked dim in front of him.

    "Junior brother Lin, don't be rigid. I'm sure Mr. Xiao won't be offended." Linghu Chong smiled casually and waved his hand, not caring much.

    Yue Lingshan clapped her hands and smiled sweetly: "That's right! Xiao Linzi, don't worry, Mr. Xiao must not be so narrow-minded!"

    Lin Pingzhi always felt that something was wrong, but seeing everyone's high interest, he couldn't persuade him, so he could only stay with them.

    A few people entered the building, and it was indeed full. There was endless noise, the sound of drinking, loud laughter, punches, and noises. The sound reached the ears, and one had to speak loudly to be heard.

    Nowadays, there are countless martial arts figures gathered in Luoyang City. People with strong martial arts skills can easily get money, and all of them spend money like water. Naturally, they want to come to the Exorcist Tower to take a look.

    ¡°Senior Brother, it¡¯s so lively!¡± Lu Dayou exclaimed in admiration, feeling that his eyes were almost dazzled and he wished he had an extra pair of eyes.

    There are only a few members of the Huashan sect and they are not wealthy. Moreover, Yue Buqun has always been a gentleman and lives a simple life. It is difficult to see such a prosperous scene.

    Linghu Chong was also eye-opening, but he was free-spirited and uninhibited by things. As long as he had wine, it didn't matter whether it was a carved building or a simple thatched hut.

    "Let's go, let's go upstairs!" Linghu Chong greeted and went up the stairs first.

    ??????????????????????????????Everyone hurriedly gathered their emotions and followed the senior brother upstairs.

    Went up to the second floor. It was quieter inside than down below, but everyone was a little frightened. What they saw in their eyes were all masters.

    The people upstairs were sitting there. Although they were not making any noise, they were all like mountains, with extraordinary bearing. Their eyes were either shining, or cold, or like sharp blades. They were all like unsheathed swords, and they didn't dare to speak.  Gently skim its edge.

    "Senior Brother, this" Lu Dayou was quite timid. He gently pulled Linghu Chong and glanced at the heroes.

    "Haha, it doesn't matter, just sit down." Linghu Chong glanced at everyone. He was a brave man and waved his hands indifferently.

    On the second floor, every table was full of people, except for the seat near the window, which was empty and empty. It seemed quite strange, but everyone didn't think it was different and drank separately.

    When Linghu Chong and the others were standing upstairs, someone occasionally came upstairs, glanced at them, saw that there were no seats, and then walked down, seemingly not seeing the empty seat.

    The actions of these people made Linghu Chong and the others hesitate. Obviously, this was an unspoken rule. Only Xiao Yihan could sit at that table.

    After thinking for a while, Linghu Chong waved his hand and said, "Let's go, don't stand here anymore, let's sit down and talk."

    After saying that, he walked straight towards the window and towards the empty table.

    Approaching the table, Linghu Chong reached out to grab the chair and wanted to sit down, when he suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

    Linghu Chong stopped, retracted his hand, turned around and looked back.

    However, he saw a burly man standing out from the crowd, about seven feet tall, with a strong body and muscles all over his body. His thin clothes were worrying and might be burst at any time.

    He has a square face, dark skin, a lion nose and a wide mouth, and his eyes are like copper bells. He shines with a chilling light. At a glance, people think of a character from the Three Kingdoms - Zhang Yide from Yan!

    Linghu Chong turned around and looked around. When he saw that there was no one else, he clasped his fists and said warmly, "Brother, what do you have to say?"

    "Who are you to sit in Mr. Xiao's seat?!" The big man said with a cold face, ignoring Linghu Chong's kindness, and shouted in a deep voice.

    Linghu Chong was very well-educated, so he didn't take it personally. He smiled and said, "Linghu Chong from Huashan Mountain has some friendship with Mr. Xiao I think he won't be surprised if he is sitting here."

    The burly man Tong Ling glared and hummed in a deep voice: "Even if you are Mr. Xiao's son, you can't sit here!"

    "Why is this?" Linghu Chong was young and energetic after all. Hearing such rude words, he immediately became angry and asked lightly.

    "Why?" The burly man flashed a cold light, glanced at them, and snorted: "Because you don't deserve it!"

    "That's nonsense. Senior brother is not worthy, who is?" Although Lu Dayou was timid, when he heard the big man looking down on others, he immediately became angry and shouted first.

    "Sixth Junior Brother!" Linghu Chong raised his hand, pushed Lu Dayou down, turned to the big man, and asked lightly: "Oh¡ª¡ª? I don't know.How do you deserve to sit here?  "

    "You have to pass my level first and then talk about it!" The big man hummed, with a sullen face, he pushed up his chair and walked over slowly.

    Walking up to Linghu Chong, the big man clapped his hands lightly, and there was a "bang" sound, like a hit on a defeated enemy. The sound was dull, not like the sound of palms intersecting.

    He smiled coldly: "Don't think that just because you are a disciple of the Huashan Sect, you can sit here! Taste my iron palm first!"

    After saying that, he directly took out his palm, reached forward, and hit Linghu Chong's wrist, seeming to force him to be unable to draw his sword.

    Linghu Chong's body flashed, the flash was light and subtle, and he drew his sword out of its sheath with a flash of cold light. He thrust the sword and stabbed it. It was also light and deft, but it was just lying there.

    The palm of the big man seemed to be sent to the door, and he slapped it towards the tip of the sword. He took out his right palm again and slapped the side of the sword. He moved his body accordingly, changed the direction of his left palm slightly, and avoided the tip of the sword.

    Linghu Chong smiled faintly and felt reassured. After the fight with Yilin, his confidence was greatly reduced. He thought that the swordsmanship he had learned was limited and it would be difficult to defeat the enemy.

    Later, when he competed with his fellow disciples, no one was his opponent. However, these moves were very familiar to him and he could not do them accurately, so he was always worried.

    At this time, when he saw the big man's moves, he suddenly became convinced and became even more confident.

    The big man's palms were extremely sharp, whirring, as if the air had been squeezed out by him, and at the end, there was a faint "crackling" sound.

    Everyone upstairs looked surprised. They didn't expect that Linghu Chong's swordsmanship was so exquisite that he could defeat the big man.

    Everyone knows that this burly man is known as the Soul-Destroying Hand, and his surname is Sun Zhongxin. He has a majestic pair of iron palms that can be opened and closed widely, making him rarely an enemy.

    Sun Zhongxin's palm technique emphasizes the use of head-to-head confrontation to subdue the person. Although the moves are wide open and closed, they are still subtle. Otherwise, if you want to head-on, you will not be able to do so.

    Now, Linghu Chong's sword actually caused him to frequently change his moves midway, and he couldn't display the power of the iron palm at all, and his hands were tied.

    Sun Zhongxin¡¯s square face became increasingly red, and the redness kept rising, turning into the color of pig liver. He felt that his chest was tight, his energy could not be relieved, and his blood was surging.

    His moves are head-to-head, and each palm is a combination of force and momentum, just like the water of a river flowing down the river.

    "But Linghu Chong's exquisite swordsmanship forced him to change his moves frequently, just like a river changing direction, so he naturally had to withstand the power of the river water.

    After a dozen moves, his blood surged and he had already hurt himself.

    "You've gone too far to bully others, look at your palms!" He was furious in his heart, his temper was strong, and he no longer had any scruples. He suddenly shouted loudly and his moves suddenly changed.

    His voice was extremely loud, and when he shouted loudly, the depressed energy in his chest came out, and the pent-up power spurted out, making this angry shout like thunder on the ground. It exploded suddenly, and everyone's ears were buzzing, and they were unprepared.  Then, all of them lost their hearing for a while.

    As soon as his moves changed, the wind in his palms quickly disappeared, and the whirring sound disappeared. His palms were lightly slapped together, as if he had no effort at all, and it was like a lover's touch.

    Linghu Chong's skill had been concentrated and was not affected by his loud shout, but his expression was solemn. Shen You thought that this person's skill was so profound.

    His whole body was tense and his eyes were focused, staring at Sun Zhongxin's right palm. The tip of the sword trembled slightly and kept changing its direction.

    Sun Zhongxin's right palm seemed light and effortless, and his movements were very slow, but it was erratic and unpredictable, as if it was constantly changing its position.

    Finally, with a light palm, Linghu Chong flashed his sword and stabbed into his palm. He was extremely fast and full of energy.

    Sun Zhongxin raised his wrist, retracted his palm, clenched it into a fist, and faced the tip of the sword, intending to hit the sword's spine with his fist.

    Linghu Chong twisted his right arm, turned his sword over, and faced him with the blade.

    Sun Zhongxin had to withdraw his fists and retreat. Although his martial arts skills were powerful, they were not invulnerable. He did not dare to underestimate the sharpness of such a gleaming sword.

    The two men were swinging their swords back and forth, and for a moment, they were indistinguishable from each other. In the blink of an eye, more than ten moves were made. Yue Lingshan and the others were so focused that they couldn't breathe, and they watched mesmerized.

    Even Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but feel refreshed. He realized that the Huashan Sword Technique was not without its merits. It was difficult to make it so exquisite. The senior brother was really extraordinary. If he had used the Huashan Sword Technique by himself, he would probably be no match for this big man's two moves.

    Suddenly a lazy chuckle came from the side: "Brother Sun, you can't deal with a junior from the Huashan sect. If Yue Buqun comes, wouldn't you just surrender to him?!"

    "Young man named Yang, please don't make sarcastic remarks. If you have the guts, come over and weigh this kid!" Sun Zhongxin shouted, but the palm skills on his hands were still erratic and weak.

    Linghu Chong did not dare to let him hit him. This man had deep internal strength.??The better you are than yourself, if you are hit, you will only lose if you compete with your internal strength.

    "Hey, it is said that Linghu Chong of the Huashan Sect is extremely talented and is the best among the young masters. Now that he has seen it, he is indeed extraordinary. I, Old Yang, would like to ask for advice." The lazy voice sounded again, but it was a young man who stood up.  stand up.

    This man looks very young, about the same age as Linghu Chong. He has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a handsome temperament. There is a small scar on his right cheek, but it does not detract from his handsome appearance.

    There was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be sarcastic, but also seemed to be indifferent, with a hint of cynicism.

    "What, do you want to fight on wheels?!" Lu Dayou shouted, glaring at the young man angrily, and pressed his right hand on the hilt of his sword.

    On the other side, Linghu Chong swung his sword several times, cold light flashed, and Sun Zhongxin called out "Ah", then he realized what he was doing, quickly shut his mouth, and backed away with his palms in his hands.

    The Dugu Nine Swords become stronger when encountering a strong one. Linghu Chong has not fully mastered the Dugu Nine Swords. He is not yet proficient in the battle formation for the first time. After the battle with Yilin, he was greatly frustrated. He lacked a bit of the Dugu Nine Swords and could only attack.  Because of Shou's vigor, he has been unable to defeat him.

    After dozens of moves, his confidence became stronger and more confident, and he understood the essence of Dugu's Nine Swords more and more. In just a few moves, he was able to make a difference between clouds and mud, and one sword pierced Sun Zhongxin's palm.

    Sun Zhongxin looked at his palm. It was just a flesh wound. The tip of the sword only pierced a small layer. After tapping the acupuncture points, the bleeding gradually stopped.

    He put down his hands, cupped his fists with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "As expected, he is indeed a famous disciple. Sun admires him!  However, if I want to sit in Mr. Xiao's seat with this sword skill alone, I can't!"

    Linghu rushed out of the sword very quickly, but he couldn't retract it freely. However, this person wanted to protect Mr. Xiao's dignity, and he couldn't be cruel, so he reluctantly retracted the sword, but it was quite difficult.

    "Then how can we sit down?!" Yue Lingshan shouted coquettishly.

    "Unless you can defeat Mr. Xiao!" Sun Zhongxin snorted, turned around, strode back to his seat, and ignored them.

    "Come on, Young Master Linghu, your swordsmanship is good, let's make a few gestures." The young man named Yang wandered over and waved to Linghu Chong.

    Linghu Chong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "There is no need to take action anymore My martial arts skills are indeed not as good as Mr. Xiao's. It seems that I really can't sit here anymore."

    The young man named Yang hurriedly said: "Hey, even if I can't sit at Mr. Xiao's place, if you defeat me, I can give up my seat!"

    ¡°Senior brother, what a great idea!¡± Yue Lingshan clapped her hands and smiled.
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