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Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, shook her head, and raised her voice: "Xiuyun, go and invite the four hall masters to come over." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Yes. Cui Xiuyun's voice came from upstairs, curling downstairs, not daring to look at the two of them, her feet were light, and she floated out of the hall.

Ma Chunhua pursed her lips and smiled, retracted her gaze, and glanced at Xiao Yuesheng: "Master, this Cui girl is very beautiful!"

Xiao Yuesheng said angrily: "Cranky! Sit down, don't look foreign!"

Ma Chunhua was trained by him, grinned, turned back to sit back in the chair, and said with a smile: "This Cui girl, she is so shy, she is really cute!"

Xiao Yuesheng didn't bother to pay attention, knowing that as soon as she answered, she was even more energetic, and said, "I'm going to the Wind Thunder Sect, you are here, help me teach the disciples!"

"Go to the Wind Thunder Sect, I'm going to go together!" Ma Chunhua said busily.

Xiao Yuesheng frowned: "What are you going to do to make a scene?"

Ma Chunhua's eyes rolled and said, "Master, what kind of identity are you, how can you bow down to everything?...... Hands-on work, the disciple will do it for you!"

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her jade face a few times, and saw that her black and white eyes were full of eagerness, her heart softened, and she nodded: "Okay." ”

"Thank you, Master!" Ma Chunhua was overjoyed and smiled.

Footsteps sounded, the four hall masters came in turn, knelt down and saluted, Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, and asked them to sit down and talk.

He introduced Ma Chunhua to the four of them, saying that she was his descendant disciple, young and shallow, and did not understand the rules, and hoped that several hall masters would give more guidance.

Ma Chunhua was extremely well-behaved, dignified and elegant, got up and saluted the hall masters, with a clever smile on her face.

Under the great prosperity, the four of them felt unbearable, and secretly surprised, they didn't expect that the disciple of the hall master was so beautiful and extraordinary, and he was even better than the hall master Zhao!

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her and said, "She is still a junior in the sect at first entry, and her martial arts are acceptable, so she will be under the hidden hall." ”

Zheng Fazong got up, hugged his fists and said: "Master, Miss Ma's martial arts are clever, why don't you replace me and be the master of the hidden hall, how about it?"

Xiao Yuesheng frowned and glared at him: "It's nonsense...... You've done a good enough job, she's young, what do you know?!"

"Yes......" Zheng Fazong bowed his head to admit the crime.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at everyone and said, "Because she is my disciple, she thinks very highly, which is too unfair to the rest of the disciples, and treats her as an ordinary disciple!"

"Yes, sir!" the crowd agreed.

Ma Chunhua lowered her eyebrows and pleased, didn't say a word, pursed her lips and smiled secretly, she didn't expect them to be so respectful to her master, and they were proud and excited.

"Chunhua, she went to the Wind Thunder Sect with me this time, and the affairs of the faction, the four hall masters took care of it, and taught the new disciples well. Xiao Yuesheng said.

"Don't worry, master!" said the four hall masters in unison.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded and waved his hand.

They clenched their fists and slowly retreated, exiting the hall.

Xiao Yuesheng of Lei Gongshan was dressed in a light purple robe, wearing a three-foot Qingfeng sword at his waist, Ma Chunhua followed behind him, wearing a moon-white Luo shirt, his face was as white as jade, and he was flawless, a gust of feng shui blew, and his hair and clothes fluttered together.

Uncle Feng Jiesheng and Xiao Yuesheng walked side by side, walking up along the mountain road, around the mountain road, there were faint people lurking, Xiao Yuesheng understood that it was the secret whistle of the Wind and Thunder Sect.

"Master Xiao, how is my Lei Gong Mountain better than Ziyang Mountain?" Uncle Feng Jie said with a smile, looking forward to Siye, his eyebrows were full of pride.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled: "The Wind Thunder Sect is really worthy of a hundred years of origin, and its style is extraordinary, and my Ziyang Mountain is not as far away." ”

"Haha......" Uncle Feng Jie laughed happily, laughed a few times, his face slowly darkened, and let out a long sigh: "Alas...... , the descendants are not good, the wind and thunder faction is dusty, and I am bullied to such a situation, I have no face to see the wind and thunder ancestors after I die!"

"Why should Master Feng be arrogant?!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled and shook his head: "Feng Shui rotates, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, like my Ziyang Sword Sect, it was in decline before, but now it is gradually improving?"

"That's the luck of your faction, you are such a genius as Master Xiao!" Uncle Feng Jie sighed, a flash of envy.

"What kind of genius am I?!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled disappreciatively: "Although I know a few swordsmanship skills, after all, one person, my strength is limited, and all I can do is to drum up, and everything has to rely on everyone working together to tide over the difficulties." ”

Uncle Feng Jie smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Alas...... , a master is very important to a sect. ”

Xiao Yuesheng walked calmly, pondered for a moment, and said, "This seat is shallow and profound,...... The Wind Thunder Sect has produced several great masters, presumably the exercises are extremely clever, why did they fall into the current situation?"

Uncle Feng Jie shook his head and sighed: "It's a shame to say, the qualifications of the disciples are not as good as the generation, although the Wind and Thunder Sect's mental method is powerful, but it can't be practiced, what's the use?!"

They looked slowly, but quickly, and as they spoke, they had reached the top of the mountain, in front of a mountain wall.

The mountain wall is like a chipping, as if it was chopped down by Pangu's giant axe, and a small mountain has been split in half, becoming what it is now.

The wall surface is smooth, steep and straight, towering to the sky, there are five zhang high, stand below and look, strange and abrupt, solemn and pressing, there are three big characters written on it: "Wind and Thunder School".

The three big characters are from top to bottom, vigorous and steep, silver hooks and iron strokes, like three dragons wanting to break through the wall, and the meaning of Lingyun comes to the face.

Xiao Yuesheng stood in front of the wall, looked up, and admired: "Good words...... Is this written with the power of the vajra fingers?"

"Not bad...... This is written by the patriarch of our faction, Feng Lei Zhenren!" Uncle Feng Jieshu looked at the three big characters and nodded proudly.

"Oh-?" Xiao Yuesheng was stunned and raised her eyebrows: "Wind and thunder real people?"

"That's right, the patriarch of the sect is the same as the head of Xiao, and he is also a Taoist priest," Uncle Feng Jie smiled and said, "It is said that the patriarch was finally feathered and disappeared without a trace during the retreat. ”

Xiao Yuesheng nodded slowly, thoughtfully, Ma Chunhua pursed her lips and smiled, but did not laugh out loud, so as not to be rude and provoke the master's eyes.

"We don't believe it ourselves, hehe......" Uncle Feng said with a smile.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, glanced at Ma Chunhua, who was pursing his lips and smiling, frowned, and said to Uncle Feng Jie: "People in the world are naïve, believe that seeing is believing, don't you know that there are too many things in the world, which are difficult for human eyes to see, but they don't exist......"

"Hehe, Master Xiao's idea is really extraordinary!" Uncle Feng Jie said with a smile, a little self-deprecating: "When I once said this to others, everyone didn't think so. ”

"I'm very interested in the patriarch of your sect, I wonder if there is a manuscript of his legacy handed down?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile.

Uncle Feng Jie nodded hurriedly and said, "Master Zu's last manuscript is really ...... in the faction However, what is written is something mysterious and mysterious, no one can understand it, and it is not a martial arts secret, and no one will read it after a long time. ”

Xiao Yuesheng's eyes flashed, showing joy, and said with a smile: "That's great, I'm most interested in these mysterious things!"

He deliberately did this, seemingly with the same mind and expression, but he lifted the other party's guard, and if he was silent, it would cause vigilance.

"Okay!" Uncle Feng Jie said with a smile: "Because it is the ancestor's thing, I can't give it away, but there is no problem with showing it to you!"

"Thank you, Master Feng!" Xiao Yuesheng clenched his fists and arched his hand.

Uncle Feng Jie waved his hand, and said, "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, Master Xiao is here to help, what is this little thing?!"

Behind the mountain wall, nearly 100 houses are stacked on top of each other, row upon row, magnificent, Xiao Yuesheng's eyes swept away, and it is estimated that three or four hundred people can live.

With such a number of people, it can be called a medium sect, and the strength should not be weak, why was it deceived by the small Eagle Claw Gate?!

A group of people strode out to meet the meteor.

The first person, with a childish face, is very old, his steps are calm, his spirit is strong, and his eyes are like eagles and falcons, and he is abnormal.

He swept his eyes, stopped at Xiao Yuesheng, sped up his steps, and came to the front in a blink of an eye.

"Uncle Shi!" Uncle Feng Jie's face straightened and he hugged his fists and saluted.

"I've seen the master!" the old man returned the salute with his fists, serious and serious, and then glanced at Xiao Yuesheng.

Uncle Feng Jie hurriedly said: "Uncle Shi, this is the head of the Ziyang Sword Sect, this is Miss Ma, the disciple of the head of the Xiao sect. ”

He said to Xiao Yuesheng again: "This is my uncle, surnamed Li." ”

Xiao Yuesheng and Ma Chunhua greeted each other, very polite, there were more than ten people behind them, all of them were full of energy, their eyes were bright, and they were not weak.

Uncle Feng Jie's uncle's name is Li Minhe, who is the only surviving celebrity of the Wind and Thunder Sect, and is now more than seventy years old, and his life is rare for seventy years, so old is enough to win the respect of future generations.

Winding up along the path, the hall of the head of the sect is located on the top of Lei Gong Mountain, and where it passes, there are disciples who salute from time to time.

When you come to the top of the mountain, your eyes suddenly open up, and on the flat top of the mountain, three palaces stand on top of each other, exuding a solemn atmosphere under the noon sun.

Xiao Yuesheng looked at it and sighed secretly, compared to the Wind Thunder Sect, the Purple Yang Sword Sect had too thin a foundation, and it lacked a sense of heaviness.

Li Minhe was very strict, lukewarm to Xiao Yuesheng's master and apprentice, and didn't seem to look down on him, and along the way, he didn't say a word, only Uncle Feng Jie's laughter.

As the head of a faction, Xiao Yuesheng is a little younger.

Uncle Feng Jieshu pointed to the three palaces and introduced them one by one: "This is my residence, there is the Tibetan Scripture Palace, which is in charge of the uncle, and there is the Patriarch's Palace, where the tablets of the heads of the past dynasties are located,...... If the Wind and Thunder faction continues this time, I will be there in the future. ”

Li Minhe turned his head and glared at him, his eyes were stern, as if he complained that he was frustrated.

Uncle Feng Jie smiled, didn't care, and said with a smile: "Uncle Shi, Master Xiao wants to take a look at our ancestor's Taoist book, you can bring it over." ”

"Daoshu?!" Li Min and the eagle-like gaze swept over Xiao Yuesheng's face, expressionless.

(To be continued)