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- Chapter 100 Internal strife
Xiao Yuesheng frowned and then relaxed, but Ma Chunhua was furious and extremely angry, and glared at Li Minhe with bright eyes.
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Uncle Feng Jie and smiled slightly: "Master Feng, if you are in trouble, there is no need."
His smile had a profound meaning. Uncle Feng Jie was also a shrewd person, and he immediately understood what he meant. He was laughing at himself, although he was the leader, but he couldn't make the decision.
He was greatly annoyed, but he couldn't help it. He could only look at his uncle Li Minhe with twinkling eyes.
Li Minhe sighed and nodded slowly: "Since the leader has agreed, old man, I will go get it!"
Uncle Feng Jie secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Uncle Master, Master Patriarch's book is very mysterious and no one can understand it. It's okay to leave it alone. Master Xiao is a genius, maybe he will discover something!"
Li Minhe nodded, glanced at him, slowly turned around, and went to the palace in the west. His feet were slow and he seemed to be old.
Xiao Yuesheng could tell at a glance that this Li Minhe really didn't want to take out this book, but he was forced to do so, but he also wanted to delay it moment by moment.
"Let's go to my place to talk!" Uncle Feng Jie stretched out his hand and laughed, relieved himself of his embarrassment, and strode towards the palace in the north.
This hall is extremely spacious. At the end of the due north, there is a large chair on the five or six steps. From the door to the bottom of the steps, it is almost a hundred steps away. Two rows of screens are placed to cover both sides, leaving a gap in the middle. Ten meters wide.
There are some figures painted on the screens. These figures are in various poses, as if they are practicing a set of swordsmanship. Although there are only a few strokes, they are full of energy.
Xiao Yuesheng and Ma Chunhua walked along and sat in the two imperial chairs at the foot of the steps. Uncle Feng Jie sat on the opposite side with a smile.
Ma Chunhua's bright eyes swept across the screens, and she pursed her lips and smiled: "Master Feng, are the swordsmanship of your Fenglei Sect painted on these?"
Uncle Feng Jie glanced at her, quickly turned his eyes, looked at a screen, and said with a smile: "Exactly, what is painted on it is the introductory swordsmanship of my Fengling Sect."
"Aren't you afraid that others will learn from you?" Ma Chunhua asked with a smile, her eyes flashing and shining.
Uncle Feng Jie laughed: "Haha, with only sword power and no mental skills or sword handling skills, who can learn it?"
"It's impossible to tell!" Ma Chunhua smiled half-heartedly and glanced at Xiao Yuesheng.
She herself has this ability. She has seen it once, never forgotten it, and practiced it directly. However, the method of handling the sword requires some effort to deduce.
"However, Master is capable of all kinds of magic, but he can see through it at a glance. Through his movements, he can directly deduce the inner strength and the secret of sword movement.
"Haha, if there really is such an amazing and talented person in the world, how can our Fenglei sect, with its introductory swordsmanship, stand out to others?!" Uncle Feng Jie laughed and looked at Ma Chunhua, gradually able to control his mind.
"That's the truth." Ma Chunhua nodded.
While he was talking, Li Minhe came in, walking slowly, a hundred steps away, step by step, holding something in his hands, wrapped in old yellow cloth, as if he was holding an imperial edict.
When he came closer, he held his hands in front of Uncle Feng Jie: "Master, here is what you want!"
Uncle Feng Jie stood up and raised his hands: "Thank you, Uncle!"
With a respectful expression, he took the cloth bag with both hands, placed it on the table next to him, and slowly opened it, revealing a month-long white scroll.
He slowly picked up the scroll and handed it to Xiao Yuesheng: "Master Xiao, this is the handwriting of the founder of our sect. Please review it, Master Xiao!"
Xiao Yuesheng stood up, took the scroll with both hands, and said solemnly: "Thank you, Master Feng!"
Xiao Yuesheng sat in the hall, slowly unfolded the scroll and looked at it carefully.
On the scroll, it is written in plum blossom small seal script. It is beautiful and dignified, as if it were a woman's handwriting. It is clear and pleasing to the eye.
Xiao Yuesheng frowned, glanced at Li Minhe, and had a vague suspicion, was this really written by Master Fenglei?
Uncle Feng Jie kept staring at him, wondering if he had gained anything.
Seeing Xiao Yuesheng like this, he quickly asked, "What's the matter, Master Xiao?"
Xiao Yuesheng pointed at the scroll and asked with a smile: "Master Feng, come and take a look. Did you get this scroll by mistake?"
Uncle Feng Jie stood up and stood next to him. He looked down and his face suddenly changed. He raised his head, his brows were already furrowed and his eyes were like blades. He stared at Li Minhe and said: "Uncle Li¡ª¡ªMaster¡ª¡ª!"
Li Minhe stood up, bowed, his eyes drooped, and said calmly: "Master nephew, what are your orders?"
Uncle Feng Jie took a deep breath, his face sank, his eyes burst into flames, and he hummed in a low voice: "Uncle, you took the wrong thing."?¡±
Li Minhe took a step forward, looked down at the scroll, and nodded: "Yes, this is the handwriting of the ancestor!"
Uncle Feng Jie banged on the table and shouted angrily: "Uncle, this is obviously the handwriting of my ancestor's mother!"
Li Minhe drooped his eyes and said calmly: "My grandmother is also the ancestor, what's wrong?"
"What I want is the Taoist book of the Patriarch!" Uncle Feng Jie said coldly with a gloomy face.
"I'm sorry to have to obey my order!" Li Minhe rolled his eyes and said lazily: "Master's handwriting cannot be shown to outsiders!"
"Wouldn't it be okay if I told Master Xiao to see it?!" Uncle Feng said coldly.
Li Minhe shook his head: "Although you are the leader, you must abide by the rules within the sect!"
Uncle Feng Jie sneered and asked loudly: "Which rule within the sect says that the master's handwriting cannot be shown to outsiders?!"
"Is there a rule that the martial arts within the sect should not be passed on to outsiders?" Li Minhe Yun Danfengqing, with a calm expression, said calmly: "The ancestor's martial arts are very powerful, and his handwriting is extremely important. How can we let outsiders arbitrarily?" Watch?!¡±
"Okay! Okay! What I say as the leader doesn't work at all!" Uncle Feng Jie sneered, his face turned red, and he said loudly: "This leader has always been unhappy, so I'd better leave it to you, uncle, to do a good job!"
"The previous head passed the inheritance to you, but not to me." Li Minhe said calmly.
Uncle Feng Jie blushed and said loudly: "If I had known this earlier, I would never have been the leader of Lao Shizi. I feel so aggrieved!"
"The previous leader was an old fool, and he passed on to you." Li Minhe glanced at him and sneered: "Look at you, what has our huge Fenglei Sect become like since you became the leader?!"
Uncle Feng Jie¡¯s face turned purple, he clenched his fists, panted, and stared at Li Minhe, as if he wanted to step forward and fight him.
"Why, you twisted the scar by me and you want to do the following?!" Li Minhe sneered and said lightly: "You, the leader, want to take action against me?!"
"Ah¡ª¡ª!!" Uncle Feng Jie looked up to the sky and roared.
Ma Chunhua wanted to speak, but Xiao Yuesheng stopped her with a look. She could only give up and look at this and that with her bright eyes.
If his master were Uncle Feng Jie, he would have already taught this leader a lesson. How could he tolerate it now? ! This Uncle Feng Jie seems to be a tough guy, but he has a very soft temper!
"Okay, it's all my fault!" Uncle Feng looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he was crazy.
Xiao Yuesheng coughed lightly and said to the two of them: "Logically speaking, this is your Fenglei Sect's internal affairs. I shouldn't meddle in your own business."
"Since you know it, why bother talking?!" Li Minhe snorted coldly, his eyes as sharp as an eagle or a falcon.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "I'm thinking that the former head of Fenglei Sect is not an old fool, he understands it very well!"
"What do you mean by that?!" Li Minhe snorted, with a bad look on his face.
Xiao Yuesheng said calmly: "Look at what you are doing now! The following are guilty of not having the grace of an elder, regardless of the overall situation, and greed for power! Oh, with such a big heart and magnanimity, to be honest, you are really not worthy of the position of leader!"
"You are so presumptuous!" Li Minhe pointed at Xiao Yuesheng angrily, shouted loudly, took a step forward, eyes gleaming, and pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword.
Slowly squinting his eyes, he said coldly: "When will it be your Ziyang Sect's turn to take care of the affairs of my Fenglei Sect?! You stretched your hands too far!"
Ma Chunhua took a step forward and stood in front of Xiao Yuesheng, her bright eyes shining with excitement.
Xiao Yuesheng sighed helplessly: "Alas I am a very straightforward person. I offend others most easily. When I see injustice, I can't help but want to reach out!"
Li Minhe sneered and said disdainfully: "As a little leader of the Ziyang Sect, you are not qualified to take care of the affairs of my Fenglei Sect!"
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him, turned to Uncle Feng and sighed: "After all, he is a member of your Fenglei Sect. It is not appropriate for me to take action. It is really difficult."
"Thank you, Master Xiao!" Uncle Feng Jie calmed down at this moment, smiled bitterly, and said: "I have been the master, and my uncle has always been against me. Alas I can't hit him again and again, and I can't scold me. I'm so frustrated. very!"
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, looked at Li Minhe who had a sneer on his face, and said: "In this way, what this leader is doing is indeed extremely boring!"
"I really want to resign as the head of the clan and be free and at ease!" Uncle Feng Jie sighed, glanced at Li Minhe, and hummed: "But my uncle refuses to take over!"
"He certainly doesn't want to make a mess." Xiao Yuesheng nodded.
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