Meng Fu looked at the pair of young men and women ten zhang away, and the red face really didn't make people see too much

As the sect master of Qin Jianlu, Meng Fu has been practicing for more than 160 years, because of the special family tradition, it does not bring him a trace of Longzhong's old state, plus his complexion is different from ordinary people, and he looks less than forty years old on the surface. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The square face, beard, and lack of anger and self-authority make Meng Fu look like a general more than the head of a sect, and the plain robe is put on his body as strong as a nine-foot iron tower, which gives people a sense of disharmony.

"Do you really want to challenge this seat?" The thunderous sound seemed to come from the snort, inexplicably giving people a sense of heaviness.

"Hehe, I don't dare to take the challenge, it's just that my brother and sister have been obsessed with martial arts since they were children, but whenever they meet a master, they always can't help but want to ask for two tricks, and they hope that the sect master will teach them." Because there was no exchange of names, Zhan Bai didn't know the name of the middle-aged man who sat at the top like a golden knife, and in the end he could only be called the sect master.

"This seat is unremarkable." This Meng Fu's personality is like his appearance, bold and informal, so he didn't like Zhanbai's "polite" title, and actually took the initiative to report his name.

"Sect Master Meng, in Xia Zhanzhao, this is the sister Xiaona." reciprocated the favor, and Zhanbai also reported his home, but he used a temporary fake name.

The reason why this is the case is for no other reason, his nemesis is in the Qin State, and Zhanbai is unwilling to risk revealing his identity too early.

"Zhanzhao?" After hearing this, Meng Wei couldn't help but tilt his head and think about it, it seemed that there was no such person in the rivers and lakes of the Qin State that he knew.

In that case, it's a nobody.

Thinking of this, Meng Fu was a little disappointed.

Meng Fu is a martial idiot, and it is precisely for this reason that when the disciples below him reported that someone was worshipping the mountain to challenge, he did not hesitate to meet him in person, otherwise, as the head of a sect, where would he have the leisure time to deal with this kind of boring thing.

If you are a master of the rivers and lakes, Meng Fu will naturally be interested in learning from each other, if you are happy to see the hunt, and even keep it afterwards, so as to facilitate more exchanges in the future, so as to better promote your own progress.

It's a pity that Zhanbai's self-reported family ruthlessly poured a scoop of cold water on him.

is an unknown person, and with Meng Fu's sharp eyes, he can't see the cleverness of the two brothers and sisters, which makes him still interested.

It's just that at this time, if you drive people away mercilessly, it seems a little unreasonable.

The Qin people were warlike and good at fighting, sometimes fighting with their lives for the sake of some face.

Meng Wei was not sure whether these two people were Qin people in front of him, but even if they were foreign rangers, in such an environment, they were exposed to it, and their personalities often became extremely strong.

It would be nothing if Meng Fu directly ignored them before they went up the mountain, but now that they have been invited up the mountain, if they are driven down without mercy, it will inevitably provoke the anger of the two of them, in that case, it will really be in vain.

Although Meng Wei may not be afraid of these two people, after all, Qin Jianlu's family has a great cause, and his own cultivation has reached the realm of the Eight Grades of True Primitive, and the terrible thing is that if this matter is spread, it will cast a disgraceful side on the sect and himself.

Although Meng Fu has a bold personality, his mind is far from being rude on the surface, and after weighing it, he finally spoke, "I don't know which of you two wants to challenge this seat?" ”

"It's down." Zhan Bai naturally didn't know what Meng Fu was thinking, and his face was calm.

"You?" Meng Fu couldn't help but glance at Zhanbai more.

This son's breath is weak, his steps are vain, judging by Meng Fu, his cultivation is at most only the realm of the beginning, but the female doll next to him has a long breath, and his cultivation is not low.

"This seat is busy with official business, and I don't have time to meet you and others, but I cherish my great Qin Xianliang, so I reluctantly agreed. But as the head of a sect, this seat can't always respond to every battle, otherwise, there is no need to do anything, and it will be set up at the foot of the mountain. Therefore, if you want to challenge this seat, you must always prove that you are qualified to challenge. Meng Fu thought that he had taken into account the other party's feelings when he said this.

"But I don't know how Meng Zong's boss wants my brother and sister to prove it?" Zhan Bai smiled slightly, this person surnamed Meng is also interesting.

"In this way, there are thirteen disciples under this seat, and the people of the rivers and lakes cheered and gave the thirteen Taibao aliases. Now, six of these thirteen disciples happen to be on the mountain, and if you want to prove your ability, you might as well choose one of them to fight. If you win, this seat will accompany you on a few moves, if you lose, just obediently go down the mountain and concentrate on cultivation, how about it? "Meng's request is reasonable.

Having his own apprentice replace him in the battle can be regarded as giving the other party full face.

"In that case, listen to it. However, when Zhanbai said this, he deliberately made a gesture of wanting to say something.

"But what?" Meng Fu really asked.

"Don't hide it from the sect master, the cultivation under the level is only too easy realm, if it is a real sword and a real gun, not to mention your personal disciple, even if you pick out one person from Qin Jianlu, I am afraid that there is only one way to lose." Zhan Bai's words of no humility immediately caused a riot in the entire hall.

This so-called palace actually has nothing to do with the majestic atmosphere.

The bitter cold of the Qin people refers not only to ordinary people, even to monks and nobles, compared to other countries, they are also shabby.

The most majestic building on this ape hill is simply a cave made of local materials and chiseled stones, except that the area is larger, and in order to get better lighting, the entrance of the cave is opened on the sunny side, but even so, there are still more than ten braziers lit everywhere, as for the so-called decoration, if the tables, chairs and benches are also counted.

Although the hall is shabby inside and out, it has a rather loud name Jianfeng Palace, and the three big characters of the dragon flying and phoenix dance are engraved directly above the entrance of the main hall.

At this time, in the Jianfeng Palace, in addition to Zhan Bai and Meng Fu sitting on the throne of the sect master, there were more than ten sect disciples on both sides, some old and some young, but men accounted for the vast majority, only a middle-aged woman. What's even more bizarre is that both men and women, young and old, are all broad-boned and muscular people.

When these people heard that Zhan Bai was only in a mere state of Taiyi, they dared to go up the mountain to challenge, and they shouted as if they had been greatly insulted.

Thinking about it, a little monk who only has the Taiyi realm dares to worship Qin Jianlu, and challenges the sect master by name, he thinks that Qin Jianlu is really just scum.

"Shut up." With a loud shout, although Meng Fu's face was also ugly, he still used the power of the sect master to stop the noise in the hall, and his lantern-like eyes stared at Zhan Bai deadly.

Before, Meng Wei had already seen that Zhanbai's cultivation was not high, but he never thought that it would be so low.

With this cultivation alone, it couldn't even reach Qin Jianlu's minimum standard for recruiting disciples from the outside world.

"Boy, are you teasing the Honzong?" Meng Fu clenched his fists and said angrily to Zhan Bai.

"Sect Master, I misunderstood." Zhan Bai couldn't help but smile bitterly, he can be regarded as having seen the character of the Qin people now, and he really is

"Misunderstanding? I really don't see any misunderstanding in this? Meng Fu snorted coldly, but as the sect master, the city government still let him suppress his anger and gave Zhan Bai a chance to explain.

"In fact, in the lower primordial cultivation, he had already reached the realm of the true primeval realm, but later fell to the current state due to some unspeakable reasons." Zhan Bai knew that if he didn't give a reasonable explanation today, he was afraid that it would be difficult to achieve his goal, so he simply said half-truthfully.

"No matter what kind of cultivation you used to be, now that you have fallen to the Taiyi realm, then why do you still worship my mountain gate, do you think that I Qin Jianlu is easy to bully?" Meng Fu was clearly not satisfied with this answer.

"Hehe, it's no wonder that it's down, before going down the mountain, it was clearly said that this is a sword competition. Qin Jianlu is a sword sect, and he naturally has something unique in the comprehension of the way of the sword, so if he is simply comparing swords, does this have anything to do with the level of cultivation? Zhan Bai sneered, as if he was enraged by Meng Fu's entanglement.

"Or, Qin Jianlu is called the Sword Cultivation Sect, but in fact, it is just selling dog meat on the head of a sheep."

"Presumptuous." Before Zhan Bai could finish his ugly words, he was interrupted by Meng Fu.

However, after thinking about it, this may really be a misunderstanding.

As Zhan Bai said, when he went up the mountain, he clearly said that it was a sword competition.

It's just that no matter whether it is the disciple who receives it, or the self-defeating person, it is habitually regarded as an all-round competition of force. After all, they had never encountered such a challenge method that was only compared to the sword and regardless of cultivation.

"So, you're confident in your swordsmanship, aren't you?" Meng Fu didn't want to get entangled in who was right and who was wrong, so he decisively changed the topic.

"I don't dare to be confident, but the master below has been taught, the stone of his mountain can attack jade, and only by fighting with all the sword cultivation masters in the world and learning from each other's strengths and weaknesses can it be possible to comprehend the true meaning of swordsmanship." Zhan Bai said nonsense.

"The stones of other mountains can attack jade? Learn from each other's strengths to understand the true meaning of the sword? When Meng Fu heard this, he was slightly distracted, and his mouth couldn't help repeating it

"Wonderful, this is the good words of the kendo seniors, dare to ask the name of Master Ling?"