Looking at it from a distance, the bluestone main gate of the Qingshan Sect has cracks, but it is majestic and magnificent, containing an admirable silent power.

Below the main entrance, Han Dong and Ning Moli were standing.

"The rise of the Qingshan Sect?"

Ning Mo was messy in the wind, and he really couldn't understand this apprentice...... Just now, he was still walking leisurely and normally, how did he get in front of him and spit out earth-shattering words.

Rise?

Today's Qingshan Sect, a small martial arts sect, ranks in the Huaguo sect sequence, I am afraid that it can be regarded as rising only when it recovers its former glory and restores a large-scale martial arts sect.

"There's no hurry. Ning Moli shook his head, although he was optimistic about Han Dong, he understood that this matter was urgent, at least after the inheritance and struggle of several generations of Qingshan Sect people...... Besides, Han Dong should still be far away from the Law Realm, and talking about the rise is vain after all.

Of course Ning Moli didn't know.

When he arrived at the Qingshan Sect, Han Dong's inspiration turned into a crystalline crystal, as if it had turned into a mysterious diamond that was dripping and circling, circulating an indescribable majestic power.

How strong it is.

Immeasurable.

The sublimated inspiration crystal diamond is a step stronger than before, it can be called a world of difference, and even Han Dong himself is moved and shocked by it, so there are words of rise.

Dare to ask.

If he can shake the ghost head-on, how can the Qingshan Sect not be famous, how can it not rise.

But Han Dong didn't want to show off, didn't want to be exposed in advance, endured it for more than two months, and was always waiting quietly, waiting for the wind and waves to cover the mountains and rivers, and waiting for the moment when the edge shook the world!

"Master. ”

"It's time for our Qingshan Sect to rebuild. Han Dong looked at the sect area inside the main gate, and the neat ruins at a glance symbolized the past of the Qingshan Sect, and also represented Ning Moli's careful tidying.

Twenty-two years ago, the Qingshan Sect worked together to guard the land of Huaguo and prevent the birth of the black dragon.

After paying so much and sacrificing so much, there are only Han Dong and Ning Moli left today...... plus Zhang Hao and Huang Que are four people.

"Oh yes. ”

"Master, I mentioned it to you last time, do you still remember the name Huang Que. Han Dong smiled, there was no one around, and there was no electronic equipment to listen to, and he said directly: "She luckily fused martial arts power and magical ability, and she is the fifth legend." ”

What the?

Legend?

Ning Mo jumped twice from the corner of his eyes, and looked at Han Dong in disbelief: "Is it really a legend?" The legend that has grown up is at least comparable to the title of the third-step martial sect realm.

The title of the third step of the Martial Sect Realm is extremely strong!

Gaishi Handong is just a special case...... Most of the people who have conquered the world are all in the realm of high-ranking martial sects to the third-step martial sect realm of the title, a few have fallen halfway, a few ordinary martial sects, and a very small number have advanced to the law realm.

"Fifth Legend?

Ning Moli asked again and stared at Han Dong tightly. If there is a legend in the Qingshan Sect to join, it can be expected that in the next few decades, the Qingshan Sect will definitely be able to return to the large martial arts sect.

"Of course, it's true. ”

Han Dong nodded with a smile.

It turns out that my own master also has times when he is nervous and excited, which is really not easy...... After secretly complaining two or three sentences, he and Ning Mo talked as they walked, and finally stood in the center of the island.

Ahead.

It stands a huge cylinder with a radius of about two meters and a smooth surface on all sides.

"Master. ”

"I really don't see that you are quite accomplished in architecture. Han Dong was surprised.

The bottom of the cylinder is located in a depression, which resembles a foundation stone base, and some patterns and characters are carved on the surface of the cylinder, which briefly records the long years of the Aoyama sect...... This is a surging giant pillar that Ning Moli spent half a month shaping with the power of martial arts.

Hum.

Ning Moli tugged at the corners of his mouth.

In fact, he has long wanted to rebuild this giant pillar, but unfortunately there is no one to inherit it, and it is useless to build it, and it has dragged on for more than 20 years, and today he finally achieved his wish.

"Alright. Ning Moli's face was cautious: "Today, I, Ning Moli, entrust the Qingshan Sect to you Han Dong, from now on, you will be the sect master of the Qingshan Sect, and you will be the symbol of the Qingshan Sect!"

The sea breeze blows.

The warm sun shines.

Ning Moli took a deep breath, as if carrying the weight of ten thousand pounds: "Let me ask you, are you willing?"

"The apprentice should not give in. Han Dong responded in a deep voice.

The responsibility of sacrificing twenty-two years of down-and-out Qingshan Sect is indeed heavy, but he is willing to bear it, but he must bear everything of Qingshan Sect - in this life, he Han Dong, is a strong Qingshan Sect.

Hear the words.

Ning Moli flashed relief in his eyes.

Xi Xi The sea breeze blows in all directions, and the fresh air is a little more dignified.

The surrounding area is full of ruined walls, and only this giant pillar stands tall, which seems to interpret the Qingshan Sect's never-give-up and never-retreat...... Ning Moli slowly raised his head and looked at the giant pillar, his thin palm resting on the surface of the giant pillar.

"In the world of martial arts, the good and bad sects are uneven. ”

"You have destroyed the Nancheng Sect, and you may have seen the sect that compromised with demons and monsters, or the sect that was short-sighted. But here—"

"This is not the case with the Aoyama Sect. ”

"Any large-scale martial arts sect, there is no compromise from top to bottom, and swear to fight to the death against demons and monsters, which is one of the standards of large-scale martial arts sects. ”

Hearing this, Han Dong bowed his head slightly.

His gaze became solemn, focusing on the surface of the giant pillar in front of him, on which the history of the Qingshan Sect was depicted, expounding the tenacity that never withered in the wind and rain.

"We will not give up a single cent of China's land. ”

"No one can harm the people of China. ”

Ning Moli's thin palm was attached to the smooth surface of the giant pillar: "The martial arts sect dominates the Hua Kingdom, but it is our large martial arts sects that support the survival of the Hua Kingdom. ”

Without the blood of the strong, there would be no impregnable borders.

Without the voice of the martyrs, there would be no thousands of miles in the Chinese world.

The next moment.

Ning Moli withdrew his right palm and sighed: "You are the sect master of the Qingshan Sect today, follow me to recite the purpose of the Qingshan Sect." ”

"Good. Han Dong nodded hurriedly.

The sea breeze was blowing, the rising sun was falling, Ning Mo looked at the giant pillar in front of him, and spoke: "I think about the Jin Ge Iron Horse back then, the war is endless, the disasters are endless, and it stretches for thousands of miles in the Central Plains. ”

"Suddenly, I heard the drumming in the heavens and the earth, burning up the blood, and awakening the high spirits. ”

"Why should the Qingshan Sect keep the green mountains, there will always be a fire to burn and decorate the rivers and mountains of China. ”

Han Dong opened his mouth and followed Ning Moli to sing the purpose of the Qingshan Sect.

And then on.

The two of them almost said a word, like a magnificent wave, echoing in all directions, resounding through the small islands in the East China Sea.

It was as if he had returned to the Jiangnan Provincial Defense Formation.

The purpose of the Qingshan Sect is like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, containing a surging and inexplicable belief in the shore, igniting Han Dong's quiet mood that has been precipitated for a long time, slowly taking root, slowly sprouting, and finally turning into a thick and indescribable power, all accumulated in the deepest part of his soul.

This is the power of faith.

It is also the light of faith.

Han Dong knows faith, but he doesn't know what it is...... He only knew that the belief of Master Ning Moli was probably the Qingshan Sect.

"In this life, I would rather Moli, and I will be strong in the Qingshan Sect!"

"In this life, I, Han Dong, am a strong Qingshan Sect!"

With the declaration of the transfer of authority, Ning Moli was silent for a while, and then laughed wildly without scruples, laughing so that tears flowed from his wrinkled old face, and his voice was so withered that the entire Qingshan Sect was shaking.

It's been too long.

Ning Moli waited for an unknown amount of time for today.

Fortunately, Han Dong gave him hope and did not let him be disappointed to leave this world...... Ning Moli restrained his laughter, slowly took out the symbolic objects of the Qingshan Sect, and handed them all to Han Dong.

"Here you go. ”

"And then, and then. ”

The thin palm seemed to be skinny, staying in the air, trembling slightly.

Han Dong didn't dare to slack off, did not hesitate, and took over the entrustment of his master Ning Moli. But before he could take a closer look, his mobile phone rang in his trouser pocket.

The caller was none other than Huang Que.

"Master. ”

"Huang Que's child's call. Han Dong looked at Ning Moli, upholding the principle of respecting the teacher, and only after seeing Ning Moli bowing his head, did he pick up the phone: "Little Yellow Que, what's wrong?"

Woooooooo

A crying voice was heard from inside the microphone.

"What are you crying for? How many times have you told you, crying can't solve the problem, what's the matter?" Han Dong's heart suddenly clenched and frowned.

As a matter of fact.

He is not worried about the life of this little apprentice at all, the level of a military general, staying in Jiangnan City, what danger can there be, it is estimated that it must be a trivial matter.

But the problem is - Ning Moli is still next to him!

As a teacher, he has always been high-spirited...... Han Dong was about to ask, but Ning Moli, who was full of heavy faces, had already walked to his side and reached out to ask for his mobile phone.

"To give, or not to give?"

Han Dong hesitated.

"It's better to give it, it's the master after all, and you can't afford to provoke it. Han Dong rubbed his teeth and handed the mobile phone he was talking to Ning Moli.

After a moment.

Ning Moli, who took the phone, pulled his wrinkled old face twice, and turned into a gentle and smiling old face very reluctantly, and his voice became kind and gentle, which made Han Dong shiver, only to feel that the hairs on his body were rising.

"Huang Que, right?"

Ning Moli said in a warm voice: "I am the previous sect master of our Qingshan Sect...... Ah yes, I'm Ning Moli, the master of Han Dong's kid...... What's wrong, speak slowly, don't be in a hurry, Grandpa Ning will help you deal with it. ”

Woooooooo

Huang Que whimpered, sniffled, and a pitiful voice came out of the microphone: "My mother set a marriage contract for me, she said that the other party is a child of some family, and she is very gray, so I don't have to go to school next year, and I will marry directly as a concubine." ”

Hey?

Marriage contract, concubine...... Hearing this, Han Dong couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, now advocating freedom of love, these words don't exist at all, and the little apprentice Huang Que is afraid that he has traveled back to the ancient times of Huaguo.

But on second thought.

A small number of family clans with a long inheritance still have ancient bad customs, and it seems that it is really possible to marry and take concubines.

"It's really my mother...... No, no, how could a mother get engaged to her daughter so early?" Han Dong was puzzled, when he heard a few words from his stepmother's father coming out of the microphone, and he immediately understood.

It turned out that Huang Que's mother was a stepmother, no wonder.

Meanwhile.

The sea breeze blew through the giant pillar, and Ning Moli's tone became more kind than ever: "Alas, how can your mother do this, it's so immoral, it's too inhuman...... It's okay, don't worry, let's find your mother first and reason well. ”

"She doesn't listen, she never listens. ”

"Nope. Ning Moli said softly: "She will hear it." ”