Chapter 336: Where the Sword Goes
(Thunderstorm, inexplicably remembering the notebook that died honorably under the lightning strike when I was writing Liaozhai the year before last...... That's my close friend who made my first pot of gold!)
The bell rang, and the disciples of the mountain gathered and gathered in the summit square of Shenbi Peak.
Liang Qiufeng announced many matters in public, including a series of measures such as the establishment of a sword hall and the establishment of a sword warehouse, and at the same time appointed Xiao Jihai, Wu Gumei, Leng Zhu'er, and Zhou Youhuai as new elders, as well as the addition of a Taishang elder, Taishi Uncle.
The people of the Zhongnan Sword Sect were not prosperous, especially the lack of middle and high-level martial artists, and the original elders, that is, the cultivation of the early stage of the Qi Dao, could not be put on the table. It can be said that the entire Sword Gate is basically supported by Master Lu alone.
Now that Liang Qiufeng has returned with honor, he has also brought back a group of backbones, which makes many young disciples happy.
Even happier were the original elder disciples of the Sword Mansion, who welcomed back the Taishi Uncle Xiao Jihai and the others, as if they were returning their own relatives.
One directive after another, because it has been discussed a long time ago, is now just a matter of words, and there is no need to discuss it anymore.
These directives are basically conducive to the development of the Sword Gate, which have been brewed before, and are only limited to things that cannot be implemented if the conditions are not met.
It can be said that now that it is announced, the framework of the entire Sword Gate has finally been erected relatively completely.
Many Sword Sect disciples stood quietly and solemnly, listening carefully, their eyes flashing with hope. Most of them were young slaves that Liang Qiufeng bought from the auction at the beginning, and some of them were recruited later. Overall, their martial arts talent is far from top-notch, they just have-
Those who do not have it are eliminated in the first few batches of screening, and those who are turned into life skills and go to farming.
The talent is not satisfactory, and the resources available for cultivation in the sect are really lacking, so the progress of the disciples' cultivation is very slow, and most of them encounter bottlenecks in the later stage of strength, and it is difficult to make inch.
Faced with many difficulties. The young disciples would inevitably feel anxious, they had only embarked on the path of martial arts with great difficulty, and they were naturally unwilling to be held back.
Now, I heard from the head of the sect that the sect has obtained a large number of resources and promulgated a series of perfect cultivation regulations, which makes everyone see the hope that "diligence can make up for shortcomings and go further".
Where there is hope, there is motivation. Many people immediately began to gear up, and as soon as the meeting was over, they began to work hard. Strive for eligibility for awards.
"Tell the head. There is a case. β
Suddenly, someone outside the arena shouted. Then he ran in breathlessly and ran in a patrolling disciple.
"The master, a large number of warriors have come down from the mountain, from Huaizuo Mansion, and they want to break up the mountain......"
As soon as the words fell. I heard an indifferent voice, the voice was not high, but it lingered in everyone's ears, like iron and stone, which made people tremble inexplicably:
"Is everyone here?"
When I turned my eyes around, I saw a group of people dressed gorgeously and slowly coming up, one by one, with a strong breath, and they did not hide the momentum on their bodies. Like a demonstration.
Who are these people?
The disciples of the Sword Sect were full of suspicion, but they were also alert and alert, and soon understood that the comer was not good, and they retreated to the side one after another.
Elder Gu's gaze was deep and distant, and he glanced at it. Tan Ran said: "It's not chaotic in the face of danger, although they are all ants, but they are not useless." β
In his eyes, it seemed that he had regarded a large group of people as dead.
The warning bell did not ring, but the sentry in charge of the guard was silently pulled out. With the strength of Elder Yigu and his party, it was easy to do this.
Liang Qiufeng's eyes shrank, he knew that the other party would come to the door, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly and with so many people.
The heads of the three major families, Gongsun Chou, Su Xingping, and the two old men of Zhenyuan Commercial Bank...... There were more than ten people.
Together, these people were enough to compete with a medium-sized sect.
This is an overwhelming force, as if the elite of the entire Huaizuo Mansion has come to the Divine Brush Peak.
Although many people didn't know each other, the powerful aura inspired by the other party was enough to show that the disciples of the Sword Sect looked at each other, and they all saw fear in each other's eyes.
They don't know why they're here or what they're going to do, and if they go on a killing spree, they're afraid that no one will be spared.
Liang Qiufeng suddenly took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Everyone who came to Shenbi Peak, do you have any advice?"
Elder Gu stared at him, as if he was about to see through it, and said indifferently: "The old man is here to seek justice. β
Liang Qiufeng was basked: "I shouldn't know you." β
"But you know Mo Xiongyu, he is an elder of my Chiyang Sect, and he was killed by you. β
"You said kill it?"
Elder Gu took a moment, slapped his palms, and three warriors with pale faces walked out of the back of the team, their clothes were a little messy, and they were stained with blood: "These three, have you seen them." β
Liang Qiufeng replied: "Yes, on the way, they wanted to kill me, but they were unlucky and almost killed by me." β
"Hmph, the three of them saw you kill Mo Xiongyu with their own eyes. β
Liang Qiufeng smiled: "But why should I kill Mo Xiongyu?"
Elder Gu shook his head: "I don't care about this, I'm in charge of you killing the people of my Chiyang Sect, and you have to get justice." β
Liang Qiufeng sighed: "It turns out that your justice is like this, whoever has a big fist will have justice." β
Elder Gu smiled slightly: "This is not only my justice, but also the justice of the people of the world. β
Liang Qiufeng was noncommittal, and looked at the people of the three major families Zhenyuan Commercial Bank: "You are coming along, are you here to help an outsider come to seek justice?"
Su Yuanshan smiled predictably: "For us, the people who come from the wasteland are the real outsiders. β
Liang Qiufeng nodded: "I understand." β
Elder Gu's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he shouted: "The old man went to the Divine Pen Peak this time, only seeking justice, not killing innocents, so innocent people can go down the mountain now, and no one will be embarrassed." β
These words were infused with true qi, like a thunderclap on the ground, resounding in the hearts of dozens of Sword Sect disciples.
There was a commotion in the crowd, and the fear in the eyes was even strongerβdeath was something that everyone feared, especially in youth.
The fear spread like a wave of water, and finally someone began to move, lowered his head, broke away from the crowd, and walked down the mountain.
At first, the pace was a little heavy and slow, but when the first step was taken, the steps behind became noticeably larger and faster, and finally it was almost unfolded and galloping.
With the first, there will be the second.
"Coward!"
"Grandma's, damn coward!"
The scolding rang out, and he hated such a betrayal of fleeing.
When the number of people rushing down the mountain reached five, the commotion in the team suddenly calmed down, and the disciples of the Sword Sect spontaneously moved closer to each other, as close as possible.
Choke!
With a crisp sound, the first sword flashed out, followed by dozens of swords, facing Elder Gu and his party.
Swords, by no means good swords, are all cast from ordinary steel, and the workmanship is not sophisticated, and it looks rough. The bright light bursting from the edge is not enough, faint.
But each sword was held firmly and steadily, without the slightest trembling.
After the disciples showed their swords, then came the elders.
Zhou Youhuai's heart suddenly brightened, and he felt that the blood in his body wanted to burn, and he finally made it clear why he chose Zhongnan Jianmen, not for dependence, not for resources, but for the passion and blood that had long been wiped out in his heart.
And this is also an intrinsic and important reason why his swordsmanship has always been flawed and difficult to go further.
Every swordsman has his own way of the sword. The comprehension of kendo is by no means something that can be solved by simple cultivation, and it is also necessary to improve the state of mind and fit together in order to complement each other.
So, Zhou Youhuai also pulled out his golden snake soft sword.
This scene, falling in the eyes of the ancient elders, was slightly startled: they all knew that the establishment of the Zhongnan Sword Sect had only been established for a short time, and many of the constructions were very poor, and the welfare of the disciples was naturally not much better.
According to the normal situation, under such conditions, the cohesion and centripetal force of the sect should be very poor, why is it that the vast majority of the sword sect personnel can work together so together, and the sword blade is pointing?
You must know that except for a few or so elders who followed from the Sword Mansion, most of the other disciples were newly joined.
The small Zhongnan Sword Sect actually has many characteristics that the forces of the big sects cannot have.
Elder Gu snorted, "Very good, it seems that many people like to bleed. β
"I also like to watch people bleed. β
When the sound arrived, Master Lu finally came forward, followed by a young man in a green shirt.