"Nonsense! Four generations of disciples can understand sword intent, that is not a genius, but a monster! This matter is not allowed to be mentioned again, and the offender will be dealt with according to the rules! ”

On the first hall, Gong Feilan slapped the handrail, spit flying, and opened his mouth to reprimand. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe disciples below bowed their heads and bent down one after another, accepting the sect master's teachings.

Tired of the reprimand, Gong Feilan waved his hand to signal the end of the morning class, and walked out of the main hall, he immediately lowered his voice and instructed his subordinates on the left and right: "Give me all the information of the four generations of new disciples, especially the disciples who use the sword, the more detailed the better." ”

The two left and right hands were silent, and nodded yes.

On the other side, the same thing is being repeated. Including the Sword Pavilion Master Kong Jiuming, the Punishment Hall Master Baili Hook Soul, the Fu Ling Lord Huang Wenshan, and the Huayuan First Lineage Patriarch Kuang Jupiter who was present, the ancestors of these four sects seemed to be respectful to the sect master in the hall, stepping out of the door with the front foot, and immediately arranging people to investigate the four generations of disciples who were newly started on the back foot.

Among them, Kong Jiuming was the hardest-working, thinking that there was such an amazing and brilliant sword dao demon among the four generations of disciples, and it was likely to be hidden in his sword pavilion, he immediately let go of the cruel words: You must find out first! If such a kendo genius is snatched away by other veins, the Sword Pavilion will not be known as the head of the five veins in the future.

With the actions of the five high-ranking sect leaders, the news of the famous peerless sword path demon among the four generations of disciples in the sect spread all over the sect, and even the nearby Jinguang Temple and Bailongling were heard. This time there has been a craze for swordsmanship in the sect, and the first greeting of many juniors when they meet is "Has so-and-so ever practiced swords"? Many people even deliberately asked four generations of disciples to test their swords, wanting to see if an inconspicuous figure around them would be the hidden kendo genius.

The ancestor of the Kuiyin lineage "Xuanhua Daoren" who did not come to the Huayi Hall to participate in the morning class that day, and the ancestor of the soul lineage, Yan Jia, the two of them regretted it a lot, as soon as they got the news, they immediately ordered to find someone, but unfortunately they were one step too late for the other ancestors, and I am afraid that they will be preempted. Fortunately, their veins are relatively special, one exercise is suitable for women's practice, and a person withers and takes care of himself, so he is not as attentive as other veins.

At this moment, Wu Ming, the initiator of the sword intent incident, was still quietly staying in the cabin to hone his sword intent and sword technique, and he had no contact with the outside world at all, who knew what he was like because of the trouble outside.

Today is the last day that Lu Bingyun promised to give him a grace of three days, Wu Ming put away the three classics early, and the five of them will enter the Barrier Eye Ridge early tomorrow morning. According to the agreement, he must prepare the medicinal materials needed to enter the mountain within today, including tools for collecting medicine, as well as medicine patches and plasters for dealing with emergencies, etc., the money has been brought to him by Feng Jingyu, in addition, behind Feng Jingyu with a helpless face, followed by Yin Chudie, who looked unhappy, and Yue Han, who smiled innocently.

Wu Ming knew that Lu Bingyun was not at ease, so he sent these two people to monitor him, and he didn't care. He carried the prepared medicine basket on his back, changed into a white cloth coat, and tied his hair into a bun on the back of his head.

"Let's go, let's go to the Danfang."

He said a faint admonition, raised his feet and walked in front, and the three of them followed closely behind.

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The warm pavilion area is located in the north of the Huayi Sword Sect, and the main hall is separated by a bluestone paved square of about 20 acres, and in the middle is a continuous river flowing down from the main peak of Qingcheng, and the river water flows all the way to the cliff of the back mountain, forming a magnificent waterfall, dividing the entire warm pavilion area into two.

Except for a few disciples like Wu Ming who lived on the edge of the periphery, most of the disciples in the sect lived in the Warm Pavilion District, so the Warm Pavilion District was also the most lively and prosperous place within the sect. Here is the main hall in the north, the Danfang in the south, and the main peak of the Sword Pavilion in the east, which is less than a few miles away from the main hall. The area is full of bustling sect markets, where not only elixirs and magic weapons are traded, but also shops selling mortal goods such as daily necessities and furs and clothing.

Of course, prosperity is also hierarchical. There are nearly 100 attics in the whole warm pavilion area, most of them are "herringbone buildings" of collective dormitory system, which live in four generations of disciples and new disciples, a herringbone building can probably live seventy or eighty people, the number of people is dense and naturally not good treatment, two people live in one room a little better, four people live in a small room a little, it is not very convenient to practice in the morning on weekdays and listen to lectures. However, the four generations of disciples dare not speak out, they have the least qualifications in the sect, the worst cultivation, and the most bases, where do you want to live if you don't live in this cheap place?

A little better there are "Dizilou" and "Diziyuan", these digits are for three generations of disciples to live, they are often a person to live on a floor, wealthy can buy a separate courtyard, which is warm in winter and cool in summer, green grass, pavilions and corridors, it is really the enjoyment of high-ranking officials.

Even better is the legendary "Tianzi Pavilion", which is where a few second-generation uncles and brothers in the sect live, and the second-generation generation is the highest level in the entire sect, at the top of the power pyramid. Their Tianzi room is not necessarily luxurious, but it is all based on personal hobbies. There are those who like simplicity, those who like quiet, those who like to show off, and those who like deep mountains and old forests......

Hou Jie sat on the main seat in the hall, his hand on his chin, and his face was gloomy.

With the power of the Hou family, he naturally lives in a courtyard house that is also considered luxurious, with three compartments and one wall inside, flying eaves and building pillars, Zhu Liang winding around the building, and wandering in winding paths. Not only the terrain is good, the construction also has a unique meaning, the bamboo forest stone road is a hill and flowing water, a touch of spring is trapped in the courtyard, it is already autumn in the mountains, the cool rain season, the house can also feel the warmth of the bones without a warm stove.

It was in this warm environment that Hou Jie's expression was as cold as ice. Everything that happened in the hall the day before had already reached his ears, including Lu Zili's death and the identity of the murderer.

"A peerless kendo genius? Who is the master, who is helping Wu Ming's scumbag......"

While muttering to himself, Hou Jie tapped the wooden table rhythmically with his fingers, making a "dongdong" sound to soothe the anxiety in his heart.

Tao Jinpeng stood in front of Hou Jie, dressed in a purple sandalwood brocade robe, his face was still extremely handsome and gentle, and he was reporting to Tao Jinpeng the specific news he had gotten: "The Punishment Hall in the sect has already begun to act, in addition to ordering the murderer to be found, it is also necessary to thoroughly investigate the matter of the black maid. This time there is a lot of pressure from above, and it is better not to contact the black maid for this period of time. ”

"You don't need a black maid, what should Wu Ming do? Do you have to do it yourself? Hou Jie glanced at him and snorted coldly.

"Brother Hou, it's better for Wu Ming to think long-term, Senior Brother Lu died too strangely this time." Tao Jinpeng's face was embarrassed, "I don't know whether the rumors of that peerless kendo genius are true or not, if something goes wrong again, the old man's actions will not be so loud and rainy." ”

Hou Jie was silent, only to hear the sound of the wooden table becoming more and more dense.

It took a long time before he was unwilling to hide his face with his hands, and said dejectedly: "That's it, this time the cheap breed of the Wu family escaped, since the investigation is strict, you have restrained your black maids in the past few days and asked them not to take on the task." ”

Tao Jinpeng nodded, and was about to speak, when the sound on the wooden table suddenly stopped.

"Just a little bit, just a little bit."

Hou Jie muttered, letting out an unwilling roar from the bottom of his throat, like a beast bound by a rope.

"It's only one step away, and the plan to kill people by the hands of Mei Sheng's stupid pig has succeeded! I paid the price of five ventilation pills and a medium-grade magic weapon, and then I said that Zhou Yao's woman helped provoke the conflict between the two, and I borrowed your hand to hand over the copper bell engraved with the 'Chaos God Mantra' to Wu Ming's cheap seed. Just waited for Mei Sheng to arrest him, and forced him to shake the bell under some torture, when Mei Sheng was haunted by the viscera in his stomach, the pain was unbearable, and he was disturbed by the chaos curse, and if he didn't kill him, he would destroy this cheap breed of the Wu family! Afterwards, the Wu family traced it down, and it was also to settle accounts with the Mei family, so we could stay out of the matter. ”

"It's obviously such a seamless plan, but it was messed up by Lu Zili's waste in the process of arresting people, it's damn good!"

Hou Jie's voice changed from chatter to roaring, and the spit was about to be sprayed on Tao Jinpeng's face. He hated, hated God for being so blind, and killed a sword genius at this juncture to help Wu Ming resolve the most difficult level.

If he knew that this so-called kendo genius was Wu Ming himself, he would have to be stunned on the spot.

Tao Jinpeng saw that Hou Jie had fallen into the sign of madness, and sighed in his heart, but he didn't know how to persuade him.

"Wu Ming, why aren't you dead yet?"

Hou Jie's voice became deeper and deeper, like the wail of a terrible ghost coming from the Nine Hells.

As Wu Ming and Hou Qingxuan's wedding date approached, his mood became more and more irritable, these days there are always porcelain dishes and bowls in the courtyard that were broken by him, and yesterday there was even a servant who accidentally knocked over a plate of dishes, and he cut off his right arm with a sword. He didn't dare to imagine what crazy things he would do if he really let him see Wu Ming and his sister's wedding.

He was convinced that it was all for his sister's sake.

"Qing Xuan, don't worry, kill Wu Ming, my brother will find you another talented husband."

Thinking of his sister's appearance, Hou Jie lowered his head and whispered, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

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