Chapter 100: A Scholar

The Ling Sword Sect had a total of fifteen elders, seven pro-disciples, and two deputy heads, but there was only one sect master and only one Supreme Elder. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the same way, there is only one chief disciple.

In terms of status, the chief disciple is still only a disciple, and of course not as senior as the elder.

In terms of qualifications, Liao Tan has been in the sect for less than 30 years, and he is not even as good as Wang Yaoshi of Baicaotang.

In terms of cultivation, although this Ling Jian Sect Senior Brother was also a powerhouse in the Star Gathering Realm, he still failed to surpass the two deputy masters.

So how can he sit in such an honorable position?

So that everyone present has no objections?

The answer is simple.

Because of the age.

In today's Ling Sword Sect, there are a total of five Star Gathering Realm powerhouses, except for Liao Tan, the others, whether they are the Supreme Elder, the two deputy heads, or the sect master and his old man, all of them are over the age of six.

And what about Liao Tan?

The year is yet to be established!

It is said that cultivation is the cultivation of years, and now Liao Tan is already a powerhouse in the Star Gathering Realm, in time, as long as he does not fall, how far will he grow?

Shattered Star, Enlightened Star, or the legendary stellar realm?

At least it's definitely better than the two deputy heads here!

Yes, everyone in the Ling Sword Sect knows that Senior Brother is the future of the sect and the hope of the sect!

Regarding the legendary deeds of the elder brother, it may not be enough to talk about it for three days and three nights.

For example, the most prestigious one descended at the age of fifteen, and then washed the stars for half a year and gathered the stars for three years.

Another example is that ten years ago, the three sects defeated the Young Valley Lord of the Blood Hell Valley, which made the latter abandon the sword in anger, and now the Maple Fire Sword is on Luo Chuan's waist.

Just before coming to the Ming Sword Pavilion, Luo Chuan also learned one thing from Su Changjian's mouth, that is, the senior brother was the first person to be invited to the Ming Sword Pavilion for a banquet below his own disciples.

But in fact, today was the first time Luo Chuan had met this legendary elder brother.

From a certain point of view, Luo Chuan is a person with a lot of concentration, and he has seen a lot of big scenes, and the reason why he is not timid at all when he goes to the banquet in Mingjian Pavilion tonight is because he has long been accustomed to such occasions before this.

After all, when he first entered the Ling Sword Sect, there was an extremely glorious time, and the resources of the entire sect were tilted towards him, and he was in the limelight for a while.

Even the sect leader Hu Tiannan has seen it, and he is still afraid of these people present?

I don't know why, after really seeing the senior brother, Luo Chuan's heart became a little nervous for no reason.

This kind of emotion is a little inexplicable, and it makes Luo Chuan extremely vigilant.

He even subconsciously put his right hand on the mountain and sea pot.

At this time, Liao Tan also slowly moved his gaze.

If you really talk about it, this chief disciple who has a very high reputation in the Ling Sword Sect and holds unparalleled authority is actually not as domineering and awe-inspiring as the outside world rumores, and he does not have the slightest majesty on his body, and he can't even see the slightest sense of strength.

On the contrary, Liao Tan's eyes looked a little wooden and looked a little dull, whether it was his dress, his words and deeds, he did not look like a cultivator.

is more like an ordinary scholar who has been studying hard for more than ten years.

Yes, it is a scholar.

Tonight, Liao Tan was dressed in a set of ink-colored thin shirts, his jet-black hair was combed in a neat bun on the top of his head, and he was set in a delicate white jade hair crown, his face was delicate, his hands were white and slender, and his body revealed an elegant temperament.

On top of that, he actually held a book in his left hand.

It stands to reason that such a picture should look out of place in the Ming Sword Pavilion tonight, but on the contrary, Luo Chuan did not feel the slightest disharmony, but instead had a natural taste.

It was as if this scholar was supposed to sit in the middle of the room with a book in hand.

Without him, it is not beautiful.

Liao Tan looked at Luo Chuan with his somewhat wooden eyes, then smiled in hindsight, bowed his head slightly, picked up chopsticks with his right hand, and pointed to a plate of prawns on the table.

As if to hint at Luo Chuan, he said: "This is delicious." ”

Luo Chuan was stunned for a moment, his fingers moved away from the mouth of the gourd of the Shanhai pot, and then seriously sandwiched a prawn into his bowl, and took a bite slowly, the next moment, Luo Chuan's eyes seemed to change a little, and then quietly stretched out a thumbs up to Liao Tan.

seems to be responding: "Senior brother has good taste." ”

The interaction between the two like children naturally fell in the eyes of others, so for a while, the atmosphere in the field became a little more lively.

Luo Chuan was the youngest and the youngest in the audience, so after he finished eating the prawns, he took his wine glass and saluted them one by one.

"I wish Elder Taishang a higher level of cultivation in the coming year, a long life, and a long life!"

"I wish Senior Brother an early succession and a broken star, leading the disciples of my sect to become famous in the world and making immortal meritorious achievements!"

"I wish Deputy Head Lin a great success in the way of the sword, all wishes come true, and the blessings are unparalleled!"

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"I wish my sister eternal youth, peace and happiness. ”

After Luo Chuan finished the last toast, he had already drunk twenty-four glasses of wine, of course, this wine was not drunk in vain, when Luo Chuan put down the wine glass, there were already twenty-four big red envelopes in his hand!

So Luo Chuan knew that he was here today, especially the one given by Elder Taishang at the beginning, so that Luo Chuan almost didn't catch it, if it weren't for the fact that he was still at the banquet at this time, Luo Chuan couldn't help but want to open it and take a look.

"Earn big, make big...... I said that this year's coins must be able to earn back, and when I go back, I don't know how happy the little girl of the red bean will be......"

Luo Chuan was in a good mood, and he didn't care about Xie Kun's old man, and only gave himself a little red envelope that couldn't be thinner.

After all, there are a lot of adults, and today is a good day, so I won't worry about that old boy!

Luo Chuan's face was full of spirit, but fortunately, he was not completely affected by alcohol, and he behaved quite restrained.

This Chinese New Year's Eve dinner ended in a harmonious atmosphere, and although Luo Chuan was fortunate enough to come to the banquet with these sect bosses, he was not qualified to stay and keep the New Year together.

Luo Chuan, who learned of this rule, did not show any regret, but was faintly happy.

After all, Red Bean is still waiting for him at home.

Walking outside the gate of the Ming Sword Pavilion, being blown by the cold wind, Luo Chuan suddenly felt a little drunk, and the whole person was a little dizzy, and his body staggered, but he was supported by a pair of arms.

"Is my junior brother okay?"

Luo Chuan smiled and waved his hand: "I'm fine, just take a walk, senior brother doesn't have to send me." ”

Liao Tan stood in place and reacted for a while, and then said seriously: "According to the rules, I can't leave the Ming Sword Pavilion tonight, so I really can't send my junior brother." ”

At this time, Mo Youxue also walked out and shook his head slightly: "Do you want to call the two mountain guarding disciples over?"

Liao Tan suddenly realized: "Well, yes, this is a good way." ”

Luo Chuan shook his head again and said with a smile: "I really don't need it, how can my cultivators bow down under the little elixir wine?"

Liao Tan responded: "Senior brother is really ambitious. ”

Mo Youxue obviously couldn't stand it anymore, and immediately raised her eyebrows: "Okay, senior brother, you just let him go back by himself." ”

When the words fell, Liao Tan really let go of his hand, Luo Chuan was caught off guard and almost fell into a dog eating, and finally stabilized his figure, and then said angrily: "Senior sister, you are good at everything, but your temperament is too cold, how can you marry in the future?"

Liao Tan nodded approvingly: "Well, Xiaoxue, it's not right for you to do this." ”

Mo Youxue was too lazy to be angry with the two drunks, and dragged Liao Tan to the Ming Sword Pavilion as soon as he grabbed him, leaving only two miserable and miserable shouts resounding on the top of the East Peak.

"Senior Brother ......"

"Senior brother!"

After a long time, Luo Chuan found that Mo Youxue really had no intention of asking someone to send him back, so he could only purse his mouth and walk towards the bottom of the mountain with his head shaken.

"It's still our red beans that know how to hurt people......"

Luo Chuan sighed with emotion, and then unconsciously hummed the most prestigious toast song in the Starfall Continent.

"Holding the jade paste, inviting the moon to feast together, the first cup of worship heaven and earth Xuanhuang, the golden bottle does not need to resign, push the cup and change the lamp, and talk about the scenery of the four seas here...... Putting it on its stomach, with soup in its heart, the second cup of sacrifice is in a hurry, and the people are still in a hurry after they go, and then drink the elixir alone......"

Luo Chuan's singing voice is not beautiful, but it is not only a song while it is exciting, but with some lonely moonlight, it also has a different artistic conception.

The wine used in Mingjian Pavilion tonight is naturally good wine, but no matter how good the wine is, you will get drunk if you drink too much.

Luo Chuan, as a powerhouse of the Eightfold Realm of the Descending Star, has the White Flame Burning Body Technique, so it should be difficult to be paralyzed by alcohol, but perhaps he has too much emotion today, so everyone is drunk if he is not drunk.

Just walked all the way towards Baicaotang, Luo Chuan's singing gradually drifted away, but at a moment without warning, it came to an abrupt end.

Luo Chuan suddenly stopped.

Because he found that the cold wind around him was colder, the fog in front of him was bigger, and the snowflakes above his head were cooler.

What's more, the long sword behind him, which was all black, trembled slightly.

Since Luo Chuan returned from Hantan, he had never used this sword, even when he was in the winter snow competition.

He didn't know what the name of the sword was, or what its glorious history was, but since it came from the sword pool, it was an extraordinary thing.

The sound of the sword roar was shallow, and it was difficult to be noticed in the blizzard.

But it fell on Luo Chuan's ears very clearly.

Then he looked up a little drunkenly, and reached out to rub his eyes, his eyes dazed.

"I really drank too much......

Luo Chuan shook his head and continued to take a crooked step forward, and then he seemed to have tripped over a piece of gravel under his feet, and the whole person fell to the ground, and the Shanhai Kettle was broken open without warning.

The next moment, Jinguang Dasheng.

Luo Chuan grabbed a handful of pills from it and put it in his mouth, his figure flashed, and he suddenly rose into the air, turning his head and running away from the road he came.

At the same time, a dark cloud quietly obscured the bright moon in the sky, and several vague shadows surged from all directions in the forest, but in an instant, they caught up with Luo Chuan's footsteps!

The killing intent is strong.

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ps: Thank you for the 'five chats' 124147953 2 yuan red envelope reward, the new Chinese New Year's Eve of the Liang Empire, just happened to meet our Christmas Eve here, although it is a pure coincidence, but Mu Bai is also here to wish you peace and joy, the years are quiet, in addition, the chapter name of this chapter comes from a song of the same name, Mu Bai likes it very much, and recommends it to everyone.