Halfway through, Li Jinghong quietly detoured a small road, wanting to go back to see if the pair of masters and apprentices had left.

It turned out that the master and apprentice were chopping trees with their swords, and then set up two rudimentary tents at the foot of the mountain.

Things like tents and futons were taken out of the sleeves of the old Confucian master who looked to be in his fifties, and they must have been similar to the sleeves of the Yuanying monk Sun Yan.

I saw that the master and apprentice had set up their tents, and then they took their swords and went to the nearby mountains and forests.

Li Jinghong guessed that they should have gone to pick wild fruits or go hunting, after all, after tossing for so long, their stomachs should be hungry.

Back in the pavilion in the back mountain, Li Jinghong told the little brother about the pair of masters and apprentices at the foot of the mountain.

Chongyang smiled faintly and said, "Heh, let them toss, I don't believe they can live under the mountain for a lifetime." ”

Well, neither the little brother nor the Confucian master are fuel-efficient lamps.

Li Jinghong smiled bitterly and played chess with the little brother.

He had been boxing for half a day at Cliff Peak before, and he was already too tired to do so, so he could just take this opportunity to take a good rest.

As for Han Dongsheng, the great disciple of Li Jinghong who had just been harvested, after finishing the roof of the main hall of the sect, he had a new job, that is, after cleaning the courtyard every day, he reclaimed a field in the backyard by the way, specializing in planting all kinds of vegetables.

For Li Jinghong, the sect master and master's instructions, Han Dongsheng did not dare to slack off, in addition to cooking and cleaning the courtyard every day, the rest of the time was spent in the backyard facing the loess with his back to the sky, living an old peasant-like life.

Although such days are boring, at least there is no need to worry about them all day long, or be ridiculed for the tail of the 10,000-year crane.

In the pavilion, Chongyang asked while playing chess: "Ergouzi, Han Dongsheng is a rare innate sword embryo in a hundred years, do you plan to keep him free-range?"

Li Jinghong sighed and replied: "Otherwise, junior brother, you don't know how many catties and taels I have, and my bottle is less than half a bottle of swaying level, how can I be qualified to teach others? ”

Chongyang said lightly: "This is the case now, it doesn't mean that it will be the same in the future, as long as you continue to operate it with your heart, the God Slaughter Sect may really become the number one sect in the Northern Confucian Kingdom in the future." At that time, not to mention the master who is in the outer heavens, even the senior brothers and sisters will extend a thumbs up to you and praise you from the bottom of their hearts. ”

Li Jinghong immediately became interested and asked: "Little Senior Brother, you and Master have never mentioned to me the situation of other fellow disciples, I just heard Master say that, plus you and me, he has accepted a total of five apprentices, can you tell me about the situation of the other three fellow disciples?"

Chongyang was just about to speak, but then he remembered the layout that the master had planned for hundreds of years, so he changed the topic and said: "This time, Lu Jianping came to Zhenlongshan for only one purpose, that is, to get back the fairy sword that was originally enshrined in the Confucian ancestral hall, and now you are the owner of this fairy sword, what are you going to do?"

Li Jinghong replied: "I only know that this fairy sword is a treasure left to me by the master and his old man, as for whether it used to be a fairy sword of the Confucian ancestral hall, it has something to do with me?"

Chongyang smiled faintly and replied: "You think too simply, this fairy sword is related to the luck of Confucianism, they didn't come to retrieve the fairy sword before, because they were afraid of the master's strength in the Ascension Realm, now that the master has ascended, Confucianism will definitely do whatever it takes to retrieve the fairy sword. Ergouzi, you have to be fully prepared. ”

Li Jinghong said indifferently: "Little senior brother, isn't there still you in the God Slaughter Sect, I'm not afraid." ”

Chongyang sighed and said to him: "Confucianism has four sword sects of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, as well as three academies and a school palace. And I'm just a sword cultivator in the Jindan Realm, no matter how strong my strength is, I am not the opponent of those great cultivators, this time they only sent a sage master from the Jindan Realm over, it is nothing more than to test the bottom line of our God Slaughter Sect, if it really angers the entire Confucian Sect, even if the senior brothers and sisters come back, they may not be able to keep the God Slaughter Sect. ”

Hearing his words, Li Jinghong couldn't help but look solemn.

He did think about things too simple before, Confucianism is one of the three religions alongside Buddhism and Taoism, and it is also the foundation of Northern Confucianism.

Nowadays, in the imperial court, nearly seventy percent of the civil and military ministers are from Confucianism.

To offend Confucianism is almost to offend the entire Northern Confucian court.

Even if the God Slaughter Sect is protected by the mountain protection array created by Chen Taibai, if the Confucian Sect gathers all the great monks of the upper four realms and bombards the Mountain Protection Array of the God Slaughter Sect in turn, it is presumable that within half a day, the God Slaughter Sect will be attacked by the Confucian Sect.

The most fatal thing is that once the mountain protection array is completely damaged, then Li Jinghong will also disappear.

Thinking of this, Li Jinghong tried to ask: "Little Senior Brother, didn't you say before that the master had already separated the sword spirit from the fairy sword, even if the fairy sword was handed over to the Confucian sect, we wouldn't suffer too much." ”

Li Jinghong already knew that the wisp of ancient sword intent in the mountain protection array was the sword spirit of the fairy sword.

Lu Jianping just said that he would retrieve the Confucian Immortal Sword, but he didn't say that he wanted to retrieve the sword spirit together.

He thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you ...... Let's hand over the fairy sword to them, and get some benefits by the way?"

Chongyang pushed his own soldiers on the chessboard across the Chu River Han Realm, and said lightly: "You are the sect master, you have the final say." ”

Li Jinghong pondered for a long time and felt that this method was feasible.

However, he did not rush down the mountain, but left the pair of master and apprentice dry for two days.

But in the past two days, Lu Jianping has not been idle, every morning, as soon as the sky is bright, he flies to the sky above the main peak of Zhenlong Mountain with his sword, and scolds Chongyang for all kinds of broken words, such as words such as shrinking turtles, Lu Jianping can say more than a dozen in one breath.

This made Li Jinghong can't help but admire Lu Jianping: Tsk, he really deserves to be a Confucian sage master, and his knowledge is really profound.

Waiting until the next day, Chongyang took the initiative to find Li Jinghong and said: "If you don't go down the mountain to talk to that old horseman about business, then I'll go to him to fight, don't beat him to his knees and beg for mercy, I Chongyang has the same surname as someone on his way." ”

Li Jinghong held back a smile, and then walked down the mountain slowly.

The youngest sect master in the history of the Dragonfall Continent muttered to himself as he descended the mountain, "How much is an immortal sword worth?" No, no, exchanging an immortal sword for money is too cheap for them, I have to think of a way to make them more painful." ”