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- Chapter 58 Elder
"But you are dressed like this?" The short young man looked at the top of Xiao Yuesheng's head, but he was wearing a bun and a green shirt, which looked nondescript.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said lightly: "I am a person outside of Huawai. I am practicing in Tianmu Mountain."
"Oh¡ª¡ª, you turned out to be a Taoist priest!" The short young man suddenly realized and smiled: "No wonder,well, when it comes to seniority, we have to call you uncle!"
"My surname is Xiao, please call me Brother Xiao. There is no need to refer to me by seniority." Xiao Yuesheng smiled, turned around and continued walking.
The two of them followed him hurriedly, asking as they walked: "Brother Xiao, Master Zhang has a very high vision, how come he accepts disciples on behalf of his master?"
The two of them were a little embarrassed. They didn¡¯t want to call Uncle Xiao Yuesheng because they didn¡¯t know whether what he said was true or false. But if it was true, the Purple Sun Sword Sect¡¯s rules were strict. The following offenses were serious crimes!
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, but did not answer. He stepped faster and faster.
The two of them followed him closely, quite strenuously, their internal energy was running, they tried their best to perform Qinggong, and they didn't care to talk anymore, which was exactly what Xiao Yuesheng wanted.
They performed Qinggong, and after a while, they were halfway up the mountain, and a canyon suddenly appeared in front of them.
There are towering towers on both sides, reaching into the sky, with only a sliver of sky in the middle, and a narrow path below, where only four people can walk side by side.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded. The original founder of the Ziyang Sword Sect took great pains to find such a place.
At the mouth of the canyon, two people were standing, tall and strong, both young men in their twenties, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a heroic appearance, naturally exuding a sense of vitality.
They held their swords in their hands and looked at the three of them solemnly, their eyes fixed.
"Senior Brother Li, Senior Brother Zhu, what are you doing to welcome us?" the short young man asked with a smile.
He breathed a little thickly and glanced at Xiao Yuesheng. He was very impressed when he saw that he was calm and calm, as if nothing had happened.
"Junior Brother Zhao, Junior Brother Song, you just came back!" A young man took a step forward, frowning, with a straight face, and hummed in a deep voice.
"Hee hee, Senior Brother Li, we encountered an incident on the road. The road was rough, so we drew our swords to help, and we were only delayed for a short while!" the short young man said with a smile.
Senior Brother Li had no expression on his face and hummed: "If it's one more day late, Elder Tang will definitely get angry!"
"Hehe, it's okay, okay!" The short young man's face changed and he smiled reluctantly, his muscles a little stiff.
He turned around and said to Xiao Yuesheng: "This is Senior Brother Li from Baisheng Hall. He must be here to greet you, Brother Xiao."
Xiao Yuesheng nodded, clasped his fists and said to the two of them: "I am Xiao Guanlan, a fourth-generation disciple, outside the hall."
"Li Fengming, a disciple of the Fifth Generation, Baisheng Hall." The young man said solemnly with a straight face and clasped fists.
"Zheng Kefan, disciple of the Fifth Generation, Baizhan Hall." Another young man behind him said solemnly.
"Uncle Xiao, please come with us." Li Fengming said solemnly.
The short young man said hurriedly: "I almost forgot, I am Zhao Yuanji, a disciple of the fifth generation, Baishengtang!"
The tall young man beside him clasped his fists: "Song Shanyue, a disciple of the Fifth Generation, Zhengqi Hall."
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and followed the four of them into the canyon.
This canyon is about one mile, and we quickly passed through it and came to a valley.
What you see before your eyes is like a scroll slowly unfolding.
In the center of the valley is a round lake with a radius of one mile, and various buildings are located around it.
The lake is clear, like a round mirror, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, making the valley full of vitality, tranquility and tranquility.
Directly north of the lake is a four-story building with flying eaves and painted beams, as powerful as an eagle.
There are endless small courtyards on the east and west sides. Directly south of the round lake is an open space with a platform in the middle. Various weapons are placed around the platform, which is a training ground.
At this time, there were nearly a hundred people practicing Kung Fu in this open space. The scene was extremely spectacular and the momentum was astonishing. Amidst the bursts of shouting, nearly a hundred long swords were waved.
The sun is shining brightly at noon, but in the martial arts training ground, the cold light flashes, making people feel relieved from the heat.
¡°Uncle Xiao, please¡ª!¡± Li Fengming stretched out his hand in front of him and strode towards the martial arts training ground.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and followed behind, followed closely by the other three.
When they approached the martial arts training ground, they suddenly turned around and walked around the lake to a small courtyard on the west side.
Li Fengming opened the door and said sideways: "Uncle Xiao, this is the elegant courtyard for distinguished guests. Uncle Xiao, take a rest here first."
Xiao Yuesheng nodded, cupped his fists and faced the four people.He smiled, said nothing more, turned around and entered the yard.
Watching him walk in, Li Fengming closed the door, and the four of them turned towards the building due north, talking as they walked.
Zhao Yuanji asked in confusion: "Senior Brother Li, do you think this Brother Xiao is really our Senior Uncle?"
Li Fengming nodded, walked steadily, and looked straight ahead.
Zhao Yuanji shook his head with confusion on his face: "Why don't I look like him? Isn't this too weird?!"
Li Fengming glanced at him and said calmly: "Master Zhang's letter arrived yesterday. The letter said that Master Xiao would come over on his behalf You didn't come back, so you didn't know."
"No, he is really our uncle?!" Zhao Yuanji was shocked.
Li Fengming didn¡¯t even look, he looked straight ahead and kept walking.
Another strong man spoke up and said with a smile: "Little monkey, we also find it strange, but Uncle Zhang's letter clearly stated that there is nothing we can doUncle Xiao is here to compete for the position of leader!"
¡°He¡ª¡ª?!¡± Zhao Yuanji¡¯s eyes widened and he shook his head and said, ¡°How old is Uncle Xiao? Isn¡¯t he as big as me?¡±
"You are unstable when things happen, and you are always startled!" Li Fengming glanced at him displeasedly and snorted: "Since Master Zhang asked him to come, he is naturally somewhat sure!"
"Oh, yes, Master Zhang is a powerful person!" Zhao Yuanji suddenly nodded, showing admiration.
Zhang Yiming is the only one who still has the original Three Swords of Ziyang. He has a very high prestige among the Ziyang Sect. In times of crisis, his prestige has increased and he has become the hope of the disciples of the Ziyang Sword Sect.
Li Fengming glanced at him, shook his head, and kept moving, his thoughts fluctuating in his heart.
This time, the disciples of the Ziyang Sect all thought that the scholar Jian, who had left the sect for ten years, would be appointed to the position of leader in the face of danger.
But I never thought that he did not come, but instead sent a strange disciple, saying that he was his junior brother and the disciple he accepted on behalf of his master.
This move caused a sudden upheaval in the position of the leader, which was originally the general trend.
He sighed secretly, feeling anxious in his heart. At this critical moment, civil strife was about to break out within the faction. Master Zhang, Master Zhang, why didn¡¯t you come?
The four of them came to the building. Two strong men stood on both sides, holding long swords in their arms, motionless, like two statues. Only their eyes shone coldly, like the light of swords.
They stopped in front of the building, and Li Fengming raised his voice and said, "I would like to report to the four elders. Fengming asks for an audience."
"Everyone, come in!" A low voice came from the building, cold and emotionless, and it reached my ears with a buzzing sound.
The four of them responded and stepped into the hall.
The hall is spacious, the size of four rooms. One of the scrolls depicts a middle-aged man standing motionless with a sword in his hand.
He has red and phoenix eyes, a hanging bile nose, eyebrows like sword blades, cold and threatening, and his eyes seem to be shining with a scorching cold light, which is heart-stopping.
Under the scroll, there is a Taishi chair in the middle. It is empty at this time and no one is sitting on it. Under the Taishi chair, there are two rows of chairs, with four people sitting there, two on the left and two on the right.
Li Fengming and the other four entered and immediately knelt down on the ground, shouting: "I've seen Elder Tang, Elder Li, Elder Chen, and Elder Fan!"
The old man sitting on the right waved his hand: "Get up and talk!"
"Thank you, Elder Tang!" The four of them stood up and stood respectfully, motionless.
Elder Tang has a square face, like a piece of crown jade, with phoenix eyes and slender eyebrows. He is quite handsome. He must have been a handsome man when he was young.
He had a gloomy face and cold eyes, as if he had no human emotions, and he scanned Zhao Yuanji and Song Shanyue lightly.
The two men were trembling slightly, their faces as pale as paper, like little rabbits in front of a lion. They didn't dare to move, not even to breathe.
"You are so brave!" Elder Tang sneered.
The two of them trembled, knelt down and whispered: "Elder, forgive me, elder, forgive me!"
Elder Tang waved his hand: "Go down, copy the rules a hundred times, and hand them over after breakfast!"
"Yes" The two of them took a long breath, and then they remembered to breathe. They gasped for breath, and their chests were so tight.
The two of them went down in despair, secretly rejoicing that this was the lightest punishment. God really has the vision.
"Second senior brother, you, Elder Iron Sword, are too powerful. Look, you scared them, how pitiful you are!" An old man said with a smile, stroking his beard, sitting opposite Elder Tang.
He has a fair complexion, bright eyes, three clear beards under his chin, and a slim appearance. When he was young, he must have been extremely handsome.
He smiled so kindly that it felt like a spring breeze.
"Third brother, please stay out of the business of being in charge of the law!" Elder Tang frowned and said rudely.
"Okay, I won't say anything." The old man shook his head and smiled.
Another old man snorted: "I say what the second senior brother and the third senior brother said is right, but you are indeed too strict!"
"Okay, okay, let's get down to business!" The last old man, sitting next to Elder Tang, waved his hand and said impatiently.
He turned to look at Li Fengming: "Fengming, tell me, how does your uncle Xiao look?"
Li Fengming hesitated for a moment and lowered his head: "Elder Chen, I don't dare to speak arbitrarily about elders."
Elder Chen turned to Elder Tang and smiled: "Second Senior Brother, please forgive Feng Ming for his innocence!"
Elder Tang had a gloomy face, lowered his eyes, turned his head away, and said nothing. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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