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- Chapter 75 Dispatch
Li Mingyang pulled Tang Zhengfeng and slowly exited the study, directly out of the valley and headed towards the top of Ziyang Mountain. The place facing the wall was at the top of the mountain.
At the top of Ziyang Mountain, there is a cave with the entrance facing south, facing the cliff below.
The strong wind blows backwards into the cave, blowing on the body like small knives. Even in the scorching summer, the stinging pain is unbearable.
If it is winter, the weather is calm and the cold winds are mostly from the north and west, rarely from the south. Even if the south wind is, it is not that cold.
The cave is as straight as a pipe, going straight to the bottom, only about ten feet away. Standing at the entrance of the cave, you can see at a glance that there is no cover.
There is a rough stone couch on the east side of the cave. Tang Zhengfeng and Li Mingyang are sitting cross-legged on it.
"Second senior brother, what does the leader mean by this?" Li Mingyang stroked three strands of his beard, thoughtfully.
Tang Zhengfeng stared blankly outside the cave and shook his head: "Third Junior Brother, please stop guessing. How can you guess the master's thoughts?!"
Li Mingyang looked up to the sky and sighed: "Alas we failed this time. Our sin was too great, but the leader downplayed it. It's really unpredictable!"
"Looking at the leader, he seems to be confident." Tang Zhengfeng murmured to himself and turned to look at him.
Li Mingyang shook his head and sighed: "Second senior brother, the martial arts of Tianlongmen are indeed exquisite, and our Ziyang swordsmanship is far behind!"
"Well, Tianlongmen has been powerful in the martial arts for so long, how can it be without reason?" Tang Zhengfeng nodded.
The two talked for a long time and then began to meditate with their eyes closed. They had been traveling all night without rest. At this time, their minds relaxed and they felt tired even though they had a lot of internal energy.
Suddenly, the two of them opened their eyes and turned to look at the entrance of the cave. A graceful figure walked in, wearing a moon-white silk shirt, walking lightly, Pingpingtingting.
"Elder Tang, Elder Li?" The visitor stood down, his silk shirt fluttering, and called softly, his voice soft and round, blowing into their ears with the strong wind.
Tang Zhengfeng frowned and said in a deep voice: "Yushu, why are you here?!"
"I am here on the order of the master." He Yushu bowed and said softly, reaching out to smooth the messed up hair.
The two of them were refreshed. Li Mingyang hurriedly got off the bed, stepped forward in two steps, and said: "Yushu, what are the orders from the master?!"
He Yushu took out an envelope from her arms, presented it to Li Mingyang with both hands, and said: "Elder Li, Elder Tang, this is sent by the master's order."
"Letter?" Li Mingyang took it, tore open the envelope and took out the plain paper. The strong wind made the plain paper rattle.
"Third Junior Brother, what does the letter say?" Tang Zhengfeng asked.
Li Mingyang turned his head, slapped his forehead, and said with a smile: "Second Senior Brother, you look first!"
Tang Zhengfeng was not polite and took it carefully, glanced at it, his face changed, and he turned around quickly, using his back to resist the strong wind, for fear of blowing it away, and put the letter in his arms.
"Second Senior Brother" Li Mingyang was very curious.
"We'll talk about it later!" Tang Zhengfeng said, turning to He Yushu with a smile on his face: "Yushu, what else does the leader have to say?"
He Yushu pursed her lips and smiled, and said hurriedly: "The headmaster said, let Elder Tang and Elder Li practice their martial arts in peace, don't worry, he has already made arrangements."
"What are the arrangements for the master?" Tang Zhengfeng asked hurriedly.
He Yushu said: "The leader said, strike first to gain strength, strike later to suffer disaster. Things have happened so far, strike first and strike later to control others!"
She took a breath and said again: "The master has issued a decree, ordering all the disciples in the sect to return to Ziyang Mountain without any mistakes!"
"Okay!" Tang Zhengfeng nodded heavily and said happily: "The leader is so courageous!"
Li Mingyang nodded. Now that things have happened, this is the only way to go. It¡¯s not easy to make this decision. The leader makes decisions when he should, and his actions are indeed extraordinary.
"Yushu, does the leader have anything else to say?" Tang Zhengfeng asked again.
He Yushu¡¯s pointed chin was light.
Li Mingyang stroked his beard and smiled: "Yushu, if the master has anything else to say, please say it all."
He Yushu's fair face turned red, she was a little shy, and she whispered: "The head said, the two elders don't need to worry blindly, the small Tianlong Sect is insignificant, it's no big deal."
"Haha, you are worthy of being the leader!" Li Mingyang burst out laughing.
"Second Senior Brother, what is in the letter, please show me quickly!" As soon as Li Mingyang saw He Yushu disappearing, he quickly turned around and asked Tang Zhengfeng.
Tang Zhengfeng took it out from his pocket and handed it to him. When he saw him reaching out to take it, he quickly shrank his hands and said solemnly: "Be careful, don't let the wind blow it away!"
"Don't worry! Don't worry! "Li Mingyang disagreed, grabbed it, and started reading.
Looking at the numbers, his expression changed slightly, and he looked up at Tang Zhengfeng: "Martial arts secrets?!"
"Exactly!" Tang Zhengfeng nodded and sighed: "Alas Third Junior Brother, I really don't know how to repay the Master for his great kindness!"
Li Mingyang stared intently and murmured to himself, he was actually entranced. When a martial arts practitioner sees the martial arts mentality, it is like a wine lover seeing a peerless wine, and it is difficult to resist its temptation.
Li Mingyang read a few words, and his mind fell into them, unable to extricate himself. When Tang Zhengfeng spoke, he heard it in his left ear and out in his right ear, but it didn't enter his heart at all.
Seeing him like this, Tang Zhengfeng shook his head and smiled, saying no more, just waiting for him to finish reading.
Li Mingyang suddenly closed his eyes and remained motionless. The plain paper in his hand rustled, and the strong wind made Tang Zhengfeng tremble with fear, fearing that he would be blown away.
He remained motionless, knowing that his junior brother had some enlightenment and should not disturb him, so he moved his body behind him to block the strong wind, so as not to blow away the Su Jian.
Half an hour later, Li Mingyang shuddered and regained his movement. He slowly turned around, his face was full of energy, his eyes were shining like stars.
"Third Junior Brother" Tang Zhengfeng said hurriedly.
Li Mingyang suddenly let out a loud laugh, carefully folded the plain paper, handed it to Tang Zhengfeng, and said with a smile: "The master's mastery is really amazing! With this trick, why worry about Ziyang not being happy?!"
"What is it?" Tang Zhengfeng hurriedly opened the plain paper and looked at it carefully.
After a while, he raised his head and said doubtfully: "Commentary on Ziyang Zhenjing?!"
"That's right!" Li Mingyang's face was full of joy, he shook his head and sighed: "Brother, if you take a closer look, you will know the truth!"
Tang Zhengfeng glanced quickly, frowned, looked at him, said nothing, put the note into his arms, closed his eyes, and stayed still.
Slowly, the clothes on his body began to swell, like an inflated ball, growing bigger bit by bit.
The jade-like face was covered with a layer of purple air, first it was a shallow layer, like a mist, and then it became more intense, like splashing ink, completely covering the face.
An hour later.
The purple energy slowly faded, like thin threads, penetrating into his body. When the last trace of purple energy entered, Tang Zhengfeng slowly withdrew his power and slowly opened his eyes.
As soon as his eyes were opened, two rays of purple lightning suddenly shot out, which was breathtaking.
"Second senior brother, how are you?!" Li Mingyang asked excitedly.
Tang Zhengfeng nodded, with a solemn expression: "What a wonderful secret! With these commentaries, the profound and difficult Ziyang Sutra is clear, clear, and nothing new In this way, cultivation will be like walking on flat ground, just follow the instructions Follow the instructions, and once the skill is achieved, it will happen naturally! Third Junior Brother, I have reached the first level!"
"Congratulations to Second Senior Brother!" Li Mingyang's face shone brightly, stroking his three strands of beard, and said: "No wonder the master is so young and has such deep internal strength. He has mastered the Ziyang Sutra. The master's understanding is really unbelievable and astonishing!"
"Well, the leader's knowledge is probably even greater than that of the founder of the sect!" Tang Zhengfeng nodded with a sigh.
Li Mingyang looked excited and said: "Second Senior Brother, with this technique, our Ziyang Magical Skills will definitely improve greatly in this month, not just Wu Xia Ameng!"
Tang Zhengfeng nodded and said in a deep voice: "Don't say any more, just start practicing. Don't let the leader down, there will be a fierce battle in the future!"
After saying that, the two got on the stone couch, sat cross-legged, meditated, and started practicing.
Hu Fei was practicing Kung Fu in a small courtyard when suddenly there was a knock on the door. He was shocked because he did not hear footsteps. This man must have extremely deep Kung Fu.
"Hu Shaoxia, are you there?" A soft and round voice sounded. When Hu Fei heard it, he knew it was He Yushu's voice.
He quickly put away the knife and said: "Miss He, please come in!"
He Yushu's soft voice came in: "I won't go in, Mr. Hu, the master has invited me."
Hu Fei strode to the door in two or three steps, opened the door, and saw He Yushu standing gracefully in a moon-white silk shirt.
He quickly turned his eyes away, not daring to look directly, and said, "I'll go there right now."
"Please come with me." He Yushu gently nodded her head, with a faint smile on her beautiful face, appearing reserved and refusing to let others go thousands of miles away.
Hu Fei followed her to the main building, entered the hall, went straight to the second floor, and came to Xiao Yuesheng's study.
As soon as Hu Fei entered the door, he saw Xiao Yuesheng, dressed in a green shirt, standing in front of the window. He slowly turned around and said with a gentle smile: "Brother Hu, come and sit."
Hu Fei stepped forward, cupped his fists and saluted, and said with a smile: "Taoist Master."
"No need to be polite, just sit down and talk." Xiao YueshengHe smiled, stretched out his hands, and the two sat down at a small round table.
He Yushu brought the tea cup, and the two drank tea and chatted for a few words. Most of them were about martial arts doubts. Hu Fei asked for advice directly without feeling embarrassed.
"Xiao Yuesheng's tone was calm, as if talking about homely matters. He spoke concisely, with just a few words of advice, which always made Hu Fei suddenly realize.
After talking for a while, the cup of tea was finished.
Xiao Yuesheng stood up and came to the window. The sun shone slantly on him, and he showed a smile: "Brother Hu, you have been in the mountain for more than half a month."
"Yes, more than half a month has passed in the blink of an eye." Hu Fei nodded and sighed, feeling that time was like lightning. In his mind, it seemed like it was just one day.
He smiled and said: "In the past ten days, I have received guidance from the Taoist Master, and the boy has benefited a lot!"
Xiao Yuesheng waved and smiled, and Hu Fei immediately shut up, knowing that he didn't like these polite words.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed, saying: "There is always a banquet in this world. Brother Hu, it's time for us to say goodbye for a while."
Hu Fei was startled and looked at him: "Taoist Master, what do you mean by this?"
Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand and made a move. The long sword on the wall let out a clear groan, unsheathed itself, flashed a cold light, and flew to his hand. The sword trembled slightly, like a white snake swimming meanderingly.
Xiao Yuesheng put his hand on the sword and said with emotion: "If nothing happens, I will keep Brother Hu in the sect. Let's talk about martial arts. It is really a great enjoyment."
Hu Fei's eyes widened and he stared at him blankly. Such internal strength was unbelievable. He had never thought that one person's internal strength could reach such a level.
Xiao Yuesheng said: "Unfortunately, God does not follow people's wishes. Now is the troubled time. It is not appropriate to keep you here any longer."
Hu Fei turned around and looked at him blankly: "Taoist Master, what happened?"
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled: "Our sect has enmity with Tianlongmen, and a fierce battle is about to begin."
"Taoist!" Hu Fei stood up abruptly, with a displeased expression on his face, and said loudly: "Taoist, although my martial arts skills are low and I don't read much, I still know where justice lies! At this time, Taoist asked me to leave. How could it be wrong? Don¡¯t you want me to be that treacherous villain?!¡±
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, smiled, and said, "Brother, don't get excited."
"How can I not be excited when the Taoist Master does this because he doesn't want me to be his friend?!" Hu Fei blushed and said displeased.
After the two of them got along for more than half a month, Hu Fei felt more and more that Xiao Yue was cold on the outside and hot on the inside. He seemed arrogant, but he was kind-hearted, acted freely and freely, and had extraordinary courage. He got along very well with him, as if he had been friends for more than ten years.
He has been lonely since childhood. Although he lives with an old servant, he lacks friendship and has no friends. It is rare to meet someone who respects and agrees with him, and he values ??this friendship very seriously.
Xiao Yuesheng stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Come on, sit down and talk."
Hu Fei sat down angrily and stared at him closely.
Xiao Yuesheng said: "Brother Hu, if you want to help me, I understand. If I were you, I wouldn't just walk away."
"Then Taoist priest, you still" Hu Fei said hurriedly.
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, interrupted him, and said with a smile: "However, this matter is not that simple. It is not a personal grudge, but a sect dispute."
Seeing Hu Fei frowning, he explained: "If it were a personal grudge, I would keep you as a supporter, but in a sect fight, it would be unreasonable for you to participate."
"But" Hu Fei said hurriedly.
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand again, interrupted him, and said: "Besides, I don't take the Tianlongmen in my eyes, so I don't need to bother you to take action, brother! Is it possible that you can't trust me?"
"I believe that the Taoist Master has great power" Hu Fei nodded.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled: "That's good. You can go down the mountain tomorrow, so as not to feel uncomfortable seeing the river of blood again."
Hu Fei smiled bitterly, thought for a while, looked at Xiao Yuesheng, and nodded. He was indeed not hard-hearted enough. He felt uncomfortable when he saw someone die.
Xiao Yuesheng patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Hu, this martial arts world is big or small. We will meet again soon!"
Hu Fei nodded, not very interested.
Seeing him like this, Xiao Yuesheng felt soft and said with a smile: "It seems that there is going to be a conference of world leaders in the capital. I will go over and join in the fun."
Hu Fei perked up and nodded hurriedly: "Okay, I will wait for the Taoist priest there!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded.
Purple Yang Sword Sect Hall
Xiao Yuesheng was sitting on the Taishi chair with a calm expression, looking down calmly. He Yushu was standing next to him, holding a long sword in her arms.
The four disciples below kneel down?A row, motionless, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Xiao Yuesheng glanced around and said calmly: "In this matter, you took action at the critical moment and saved the lives of your fellow disciples, which is a great contribution."
"Master, this is what a disciple should do. I dare not talk about merit." A disciple lowered his head and said cautiously.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly: "Well, even so, he still saves people's lives, and his contribution cannot be denied The four of you will all be promoted to the next level!"
"Thank you, Master!" The four disciples were overjoyed and responded loudly.
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "Get up and talk!"
"Thank you, Master." The four of them stood up and stood in a row, lowering their heads and not daring to look directly at Xiao Yuesheng.
Xiao Yuesheng picked up the white jade tea cup, took a sip, put it down, and said, "Xie Qiumin, can you see clearly that it was the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect who made the move?"
"Disciple will never be wrong." A man lowered his head and said.
"Raise your head and speak." Xiao Yuesheng frowned slightly.
The man raised his head and revealed his appearance, but he was a young man in his twenties or fives. He had an ordinary appearance. Standing in a crowd, he could easily be ignored.
Although he raised his head, he still did not dare to look directly at Xiao Yuesheng. He lowered his eyes and said, "As expected by the master, the Iron Sword Sect was divided into two groups. One group of people dispersed, and some people remained."
"Yeah." Xiao Yuesheng nodded and sneered: "They still have some courage!"
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Xiao Yuesheng nodded, his face darkened, he sneered, stood up and walked down the steps, pacing with his hands behind his back.
They just feel depressed, as if the air has become thicker and cannot be breathed into their nostrils, and it is extremely stuffy.
At this moment, they heard the leader say: "Okay, you can go down first."
"Yes!" The four of them exited the hall as if they were granted amnesty.
Xiao Yuesheng turned around and ordered: "Yushu, go and pass the order and ask the two elders Chen Fan and the five heads to come over to discuss the matter."
"Yes, Sect Leader." He Yushu responded softly and walked away.
Chen Chengxiang and Fan Qingyun came hand in hand, followed by the five hall masters, Zheng Fazong from the Yin Hall, Wei Chiming from the Zhengqi Hall, Cheng Buping from the Baisheng Hall, Zhao Shengnan from the Piaohua Hall, and Liang Shichang from the outer hall.
The seven people came in, bowed and took their seats.
Xiao Yuesheng sat in the Taishi chair and said calmly: "We invite two elders and five hall masters to come today to discuss something."
"What are we discussing?! Master, please give me your orders." Fan Qingyun stroked his mustache and chuckled.
"That's right. As long as the leader gives orders, all subordinates will obey them!" Everyone agreed in unison.
"Well, very good." Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said lightly: "It's about the Iron Sword Sect."
"Haha, Master, the last time you killed everyone, their courage would have been shattered long ago!" Fan Qingyun laughed.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "Elder Fan, you underestimated them."
"Well, what are they up to again?!" Fan Qingyun raised his eyebrows.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "We have two outer disciples who were ambushed by them. If someone hadn't rescued them, they would have died."
Cheng Buping is of medium stature and his appearance is not out of the ordinary. He cupped his fists and said, "My subordinates have heard that the master has a clever plan and sent his disciples to keep an eye on them secretly, so that we can save those two disciples in time!"
Fan Qingyun was furious: "This is unreasonable!Master, these guys don't know how to die! If I had known now, I might as well have killed them all!"
Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "I summoned everyone here today to destroy the Iron Sword Sect."
"Okay, the leader is wise!" Fan Qingyun said loudly.
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand to stop Fan Qingyun, and glanced at the five hall masters: "To destroy the Iron Sword Sect, only one hall is enough. Which one of you is willing to take over this important task?"
"Me!" "Me!" "Me!"
Five voices sounded at the same time, in no particular order, and the five people rushed to speak, staring at Xiao Yuesheng eagerly.
Since the disciples have practiced the art of double-walling and the formation of formations, their strength has improved by leaps and bounds in each class. They are very confident. If they have this opportunity, they naturally want to give it a try!
¡°Besides, the merit of destroying a sect is enough to promote every disciple to the next level, which is really a big piece of pie.
"Well let's just go to Piaohua Hall!" Xiao Yuesheng glanced at the five people, and finally his eyes fell on Zhao Shengnan's fair-skinned jade face.
"Yes" The other four factions were helpless, nodding slowly and dejectedly.
They secretly thought that since Piaohua Hall was made up of women, they could take the credit, and they were willing to do so. It was better than having to go to the other three halls.
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"As ordered!" Zhao Shengnan stood up and responded with his fists tightly clasped. - 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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