Chapter VII Promotion

"Oh? Lin Tang Master thinks it is impossible? Or are you afraid that the newcomer will take your place? You have to be rewarded for your merits, and you must be investigated for your mistakes, let me ask everyone here, who can destroy the king and barbarian without being hurt by himself, now is an important moment to set a benchmark, and this sect will also face reform, what I want is that the whole sect can fight, and all battles will be won, but you are here to play with me with a small belly chicken intestines, intrigue?"

Lin Bao's face changed and he looked at Wang Fengchu: "Sect Master, I don't dare." ”

Wang Fengchu waved his hand..................

The intrigue and competition between the people in charge of the house began, and they all wanted to arrange the position of the person, but they didn't expect to be cheaper in the end.

Jiang Xing and Duan Daya finished their meal in the stove hall, and it was difficult to walk, so they took Duan Daya to the hospital to change his medicine after resting for a quarter of an hour, and then went back to the rest area together.

"Jiang Xing, don't forget me when you develop in the future," Duan Daya leaned against the wall and burped, turning his dead fish eyes for no reason.

"What is developed, don't talk nonsense. That matter was the deputy hall master's control, and I had a chance first."

"Why didn't others kill Wang Manzi? You will definitely have a reward, and I will be wiped out when the time comes. ”

"Go, go, look at your money-obsessed ......"

While the two were talking, Xiong Lie strode in, followed by two members of the Sword Sect, one of whom carried a tray, which was covered with red cloth and could not see what was clear. Xiong Lie looked at the people in the room, and everyone came over to salute.

Xiong Lie nodded, looked at Jiang Xing, and grinned, he was already wide-mouthed and wide-nosed, and his smile was very scary.

I only heard him say: "Jiang Xing, you have made a great contribution, the rewards and punishments of the Sword Sect are clear, you can be regarded as the first great achievement, I don't talk nonsense, the sect master discussed with everyone and finally decided as follows, one hundred taels of silver, the deputy hall master of the Shenglei Hall, and one chance to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion." ”

Everyone stared at him, one hundred taels of silver is enough assets for ordinary people to live for more than ten years, this reward is really not stingy, plus this deputy hall master, obediently, this promotion is too fast.

It's only been two or three months since I came to become the deputy hall master, and it is even more unimaginable to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, this world is to respect the strong, although the chance of becoming a first-class second-rate master is already very slim at this age.

But it is also everyone's wish to be a third- or fifth-rate martial arts expert, and to have a skill. I haven't had such good luck in the Sword Sect for four or five years or more, and this guy has only been here for three months, which is really jealous and hateful.

Jiang Xing's expression was also unusual, he didn't expect that he was still thinking about the matter of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion a few days ago, but now that good things were falling on his head, he stepped forward and hugged his fists and said, "Thank you Hall Master Xiong." ”

"No thanks, you deserve it," Xiong Lie nodded again, looked at him, pointed to the tray on the left, and said, "This is one hundred taels of silver, this is the key to the mansion of the original Lei Tang Yu Deputy Hall Master, it is over there in the hall master area, he is no longer there, you should move there to live." ”

"There is also this deputy hall master token, your name has been engraved, take it and go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to exchange for a book of Xinyi exercises. Okay, Xiong is done with his errand, and he leaves!" Xiong Lie left after explaining the matter.

Jiang Xing also generously gave some scattered silver to the people in this house, and did not talk nonsense, and asked one of the sect members who stayed behind to take him and Duan Daya to the new residence. Duan Daya is beautiful, and he chattered vigorously, what kind of person has ascended to heaven with a chicken dog, Jiang Xing asked him with a joke whether he was a chicken or a dog.

Duan Daya was smirking.

The original mansion is in the main area of the hall is more partial, although it is also called the district, but here a mansion occupies nearly ten miles of land, the mansion is in the middle of the rules, more than a dozen acres of land size place, built a large mansion, the gate is two zhang high, the horizontal is also nearly half a zhang, the door is a big stone screen first, high and magnificent, the above is full of carved flowers, birds, fish and insects are also quite Yaxing.

This big courtyard, facing the main house, there are wings on the left and right, and there is a garden in the back, which is really beautiful, and it is really impeccable for Jiang Xingduan, who lives in Datongpu. There are also three female maids left by the original deputy hall master, and three family members, all of whom also stood respectfully with their hands bowed.

They also knew that their original deputy hall master was no longer there, and they didn't know what fate they were waiting for, and if the hall master who rose up again was unwilling to ask for these people, what should they do.

Jiang Xing inquired and learned that they were responsible for maintaining the entire courtyard and the life of the hall master, which was specially arranged by the Zongjian Sect, and there was also a special salary from the Zongjian Sect every month, so it would be good if Jiang Xing didn't have to worry about it. He's the one who bothers the mess the most.

Jiang Xing Duan Daya walked around the yard, and finally decided that Jiang Xing lived in the main room, the east wing room was lived by Duan Daya, and the west wing room originally had a lot of rooms, and these people still lived in the original west wing.

In the end, the room was busy for a while, and the bed and bedding were naturally replaced with new ones. Jiang Xing picked up his token, this is his ultimate goal, what gold and silver he can't look at now, thinking of the tragic death of the twins, secretly sighing that the world is impermanent, and sighing that only when you become stronger is the capital that makes people not despise you.

At night, I learned that there was a family member who was in charge of the kitchen, and his mansion had a kitchen, which was much better than the food in the big stove hall, so he fried a few dishes, drank some wine left by the former deputy hall master with Duan Daya, and went to bed early. Just to get up early tomorrow in the Scripture Pavilion to find out if there is any immortal cultivation that the storyteller said.

In the early morning, the sun rises, the mountains are still a little cold, the leaves are slowly turning yellow, and the late autumn season is approaching, and breakfast is over. Duan Daya now has a new identity, a squad leader in Fengtang, in charge of recruiting new people.

Since the battle with the Dragon and Tiger Gate, the above has paid special attention to these people who have been honed on the battlefield, and now the personnel reserve is a problem, each hall master is responsible for a region, Duan Daya was arranged to go east from the Longitudinal Sword Sect, and recruit people within a hundred miles, Duan Daya was happy and ruthless, saying that this is a fat difference.

Jiang Xing went to Lei Tang to report, and saw the Lei Tang Hall Master, Lin Bao, although the name is a little vicious, the person is indeed serious and polite, the standard Chinese character face, the head is a little big, the height is five feet up, broad shoulders, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a righteous face, and when Jiang Xing came, he also looked serious, and simply assigned the task, just let him lead a group of people from the original deputy hall master to guard the safety of the mountain, to put it bluntly, it is just a mountain patrol.

He was happy and comfortable, and led a group of five or six people to patrol the mountains. Lin Leopard, who was sitting in the main hall of Fengtang, snorted, turned his head and asked a person who looked like a bookkeeper behind him: "Ziya, what do you think of this person?"

The person named Ziya was neither humble nor arrogant: "Hall master, I look at this person, you arranged for him to patrol the mountain, this person is also happy, he seems to like this kind of easy work, it should have little to do with the Fengtang one." ”

"Hmph, the old thief bears against me everywhere, if he hadn't said more, how would he have arranged for a stinky child to do this position, take a step by step, and he will understand his ............ in the future"

Jiang Xing took a group of mountain patrols, planned the section of the mountain patrol, and let them set off, he is also a deputy hall master, how can there be a deputy hall master who runs up and down by himself, isn't it a joke, he has his own things to do.

The Scripture Pavilion is located on the east side of the Diantang Hall, a single mountain peak, and there is a rope bridge to pass through and go to the Scripture Pavilion, the Scripture Pavilion has three floors, and it is one of the few multi-storey buildings in the Sword Sect.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is a little dilapidated just like the broken ropeway that Jiang Xing has walked on, the wooden planks that he stepped on are creaking, and some of the planks have rotted and broken holes, lying on the iron lock on the side of the ropeway and looking at it, it is bottomless, and the surroundings are full of ethereal clouds and mist.

Crossing the chain bridge to the door of the Scripture Pavilion, Jiang Xing looked up at the plaque on the door, and indeed the Scripture Pavilion had three big characters, so he knocked on the door, and there was a sound of coming in the house for a long time! Jiang Xing pushed the door and entered. I saw a table on the right hand side of the door, and there was a person sitting behind the table, and he walked two steps forward to the table.

Seeing this person's dirty, gray hair, looking at the wrinkles on his face, it is estimated that he is also a person who is over the age of sixtieth, Jiang Xing finished speaking, this person is looking down to write something, looked up at Jiang Xing, and asked Jiang Xing to come to check the authenticity of the token.

With an expressionless face, he opened his mouth and said: "You can go in and choose a martial art, the first floor fists and feet, the second floor swords and weapons, and the third floor internal martial arts, the deadline is one hour, and you must come out if you exceed it, otherwise your chance will be canceled, go quickly The timer started, and as he spoke, he inserted the incense that was originally placed on the table on the incense burner and lit it. Without waiting for Jiang Xing to reply, he lowered his head and wrote again.

Jiang Xing frowned, ignored the old man, turned around and walked to the rows of bookshelves behind him, there are dozens of rows of bookshelves, what is placed are all books, all kinds of things, there are small and large, there are animal skin sewn and paper and so on, Jiang Xing looked at it one by one, and couldn't help but open his eyes, here is a layer of open all about the use of swords, guns, swords, halberds, etc.

Just now Jiang Xing saw the selfless swordsmanship, it is about the swordsmanship of sacrificing one's life, fighting is to attack and defend, you attack me where it is not fatal, and what I want is a one-hit kill, Jiang Xing pursed his lips, thinking about it, he felt that non-ruthless people could not practice this set of swordsmanship.

The Sword Sect didn't know that it had scavenged such a set of swordsmanship from that small sect. Why does Jiang Xing think that it is a small sect, in his opinion, no matter how big the sect is, it has to be tossed about if it practices this set of swordsmanship.

After reading it row by row, he went up to the second floor again, and it was really all about kung fu with fists and feet, and he was looking at it line by line, and there was a sentence from the old man downstairs, and there was still half an hour.

Jiang Xing hurriedly stopped, it is estimated that it will take more than half an hour to read so many ** exercises, so he can only speed up the browsing, suddenly, he stopped, he remembered that since this art of cultivating immortals is also about regulating the body and mind, isn't this an effect with the internal strength and heart method, thinking of this, he rushed directly into the third floor.

There are not so many books on the third floor, only two rows of bookshelves, Jiang Xing does not dare to delay, if there is no third floor, he will have to look for it on the second floor, if he really doesn't have it, he is afraid that he will deceive himself.

Jiang Xing looked through the books, there are all kinds of exercises, the internal strength is high and low, and he also talked about what would happen if he just started practicing, one of which talked about the initial practice, and it was easy to use the flesh to split the stone, and after twenty years, the fallen leaves and flying flowers can break the enemy, Jiang Xing is also fascinated.

When there was no second row of bookshelves in the first row, from top to bottom, I looked at the bottom of the bookshelf with a booklet that made Jiang Xing look good.

At first glance, the booklet is on the last floor, an inconspicuous dark corner covered with dust, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a gray book.

Gently dust off the top and arrange the three large characters in a vertical arrangement.

"Practicing Qi Decision"

Jiang Xing couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and turned the first page, "Angry, and using it without surplus, abyss, is the root of all things............"

Seeing this, I couldn't control my excitement, and my hands trembled, all of which seemed too illusory.

Looking back, the back is indeed obscure, Jiang Xing can barely understand a little, the qi mentioned in the book is the beginning of all things, and it is how to practice the method and way of aura. It's only four pages, and nothing else.

Jiang Xingru found a treasure, searched hard and finally found it, didn't wait for nonsense, turned around and went downstairs to go back to study it.

The dirty old man at the door smiled angrily when he saw Jiang Xing taking a book of Qi Practice.

Squinted at him, opened his mouth and said: "Boy, I advise you to change it, this broken book, someone has practiced it before, and the fart has not been practiced, and finally came back and begged me bitterly, and then give him a new one, I saw that you came to the first floor and kept looking in circles, I knew that when you came, I was afraid that no acquaintance told you what exercises to choose, and the old decay will be a good person, na, on the first floor, there is a sulfur Ling sword duel handed down by the lord of the royal gate, and on the second floor, the Burning Heaven Palm practiced by the master of Xiong Tang is a good exercise, you can try it." ”

"Thank you, old gentleman, for reminding me to try this. Jiang Xing said stubbornly.

At this time, the incense was just burned, and the ashes of the incense fell silently and broke into a piece in the incense burner.

"It's hard to persuade the damned devil!, just register and go," said the old man, looking at the broken ash in the censer.

Jiang Xing grinned, and after completing all the registrations, he returned to the mansion along the original cableway.