A carriage, light on Huashan.

Feng Zhou came easily, but the things he brought can be described as massive.

This was a note two fingers wide from him, which was passed to his business, and the shopkeepers everywhere immediately took action to send a large number of materials to Huashan.

At this time, Huashan is like a big construction site.

Of course, no matter how busy the construction site is, it does not dare to affect the tranquility of the Huashan station.

Feng Zhou directly took a little red, entered the nunnery of Master Kumei, and saw that the plaque at the door "Baiyun Nunnery" was dilapidated, and the surrounding rooms and courtyards had not been repaired for a long time.

"The disciple visits the uncle. ”

Several female disciples saluted Feng Zhou.

In fact, Feng Zhou, like Hua Zhenzhen, belongs to the Hua family, and is the fourth generation head of Huashan, the descendant of the spicy fairy Hua Qiongfeng. Hua Qiongfeng is the Zhongxing master of the Huashan faction, and she is also the one with the highest martial arts among the heads of Huashan in the past dynasties, and it is said that her descendants should also be popular candidates for the heads, but the strange thing is that since Hua Qiongfeng, no one in the Hua family has served as the head of Huashan.

Not only did he not even serve as the head of Huashan, the descendants of the Hua family could not be regarded as pure disciples of Huashan, the Hua family mastered several of the most powerful martial arts in the Huashan faction, but they were not bound by the head, on the contrary, they also had the responsibility of supervising the head.

According to the information compiled by Feng Zhou, he knew that the reason why he left Huashan and went to Jinling back then was because of the hands and feet of Mrs. Kumei.

In fact, the situation of the Huashan faction is somewhat similar to that of a joint-stock company hundreds of years later, where the Kumei division is called the head of the house, but it is in a position similar to that of the president, not the chairman. The Hua family, represented by Feng Zhou and Hua Zhenzhen, should be similar to the status of major shareholders, and the Hua family does not directly interfere with the management of Huashan by Kumei Shitai, but it is the real master of the Huashan faction, with the power of supervision, appointment and dismissal. This is quite a rare situation in the world of ancient martial arts, but it is more common in the sects of the Xianxia world.

However, in the final analysis, the relationship between this kind of supervision and the head of the head still depends on the level of power and martial arts of both sides, and if the martial arts and power of the head of the head are much higher than those of the supervisor, then this so-called supervision system will exist in name only.

"My brother has returned to the mountain. ”

A dry and somewhat dry voice interrupted the bustle at the door, and the withered plum master walked out of the backyard on crutches.

Mrs. Kumei was wearing a silk robe, holding a dragon's head cane in her right hand, her left hand was hidden in her sleeve, a dry and thin face, full of scars, half of her ears were missing, and one eye was missing, and the remaining one eye was half open and half closed.

There was no expression on her face, and she stood upright, her whole body tattooed and unmoving, like a stone statue that had stood there since ancient times.

"Hehe, Feng Zhou meets the senior sister in charge. ”

Feng Zhou greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Recently, I have been thinking about it and accepted a disciple, so I want to bring him to Huashan and report to the ancestors of the past generations. ”

Feng Zhou said, pointing to a little red.

A little red hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Disciple to meet the head of the master." ”

"What's your name?"

Mrs. Kumei's voice was hoarse, but with an indescribable majesty, and as she spoke, her one-eyed eye was also staring a little red.

A little red was stunned.

He was nameless, it was Xue Xiaoren who brought him up and trained him to be a killer, and then let him go very much and let him worship under the Fengzhou Gate.

All along, he has called himself "a little red in the Central Plains".

The stage name and the real name are perfectly united.

But now, in front of the name of the head of Huashan, and then reporting the name when she was a killer, it is always a little bit that her old man is not very respectful.

At this time, Feng Zhou said with a smile: "The things of the past have become a cloud of smoke, from today onwards, I will give you a new name." ”

Feng Zhou groaned: "When I first saw you, I called you 'Brother Hong', only the blood is really red, and the blood is through 'Xue', and you will be surnamed Xue in the future." ”

A little red heart was shocked, and he bowed his head and said, "Yes." ”

"You are a dragon among people, and now you have entered my Huashan, you should adopt your heart and cultivate your nature, study the way of the sword, like a dragon lying down, and call you Xue Pan over there." ”

Feng Zhou smiled slightly.

"Yes, the disciple will be called Xue Pan in the future. A little red saluted respectfully, and then said to Master Kumei: "Uncle Shi, the disciple's name is Xue Pan." ”

"Hmm. Master Kumei nodded slowly.

She and several other disciples knew in their hearts that Feng Zhou changed his name on the spot, the purpose was to tell everyone that he Xue Pan had been cut off from yesterday and had nothing to do with the past, so no matter who he was before, he would be Xue Pan of the Huashan Sect in the future.

Today, everyone took Xue Pan to the main shrine of the Huashan faction, and after offering incense to the ancestors of the past dynasties, after a series of old-fashioned ceremonies, Xue Pan officially joined the lintel of the Huashan faction.

"Senior sister, don't be busy leaving, I have something important to report to you, everyone sit down. ”

Feng Zhou suppressed Kumei's words, and called the real core figures of the Huashan faction to the living room and sat down separately.

Among those present, in addition to Kumei Shitai, Feng Zhou, and Hua Zhenzhen, there were also Kumei's second and third disciples.

As for the eldest disciple Gao Yanan, he is still wandering in the rivers and lakes.

"Senior Brother Feng, what do you have to say. ”

Master Kumei has an old face and is serious.

"Senior brother walked the rivers and lakes this time, and the journey was quite smooth, but in Luoyang City, I saw someone fighting with Xue Pan, that person was not my Huashan disciple, but the swordsmanship used was Qingfeng Thirteen Style. ”

"What?"

Kumei's half-squinted eyes widened suddenly, and she looked at Feng Zhou coldly, with a hint of murderous intent in it.

"Is there such a thing?" Hua Zhen really shouted.

"I'm not going to joke about that. ”

Feng Zhou looked directly at Mrs. Kumei, and his face returned to calm, and he didn't smile at all.

"Who is that person?" asked Kumei.

"Wanfu Wanshouyuan Jin family, golden lingzhi. ”

Feng Zhou briefly explained the situation when Jin Lingzhi and Xue Pan started.

"Wanfu Wanshouyuan? This matter is very important and not trivial. ”

Kumei's originally ugly face became even more ugly, and the power of Wanfu Wanshouyuan was far above the Huashan faction, even if it was the famous "Iron Fairy Gu", it was a headache to think of facing such an opponent.

"The Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng are the secret of my Huashan Mountain, and they must not be lost like this. ”

Hua Zhenzhen said.

It's a divine assist. With a simple sentence, he directly pushed the withered plum to the wall.

Kumei's heart fluttered.

Of course, she knows the relationship between Feng Zhou and Hua Zhenzhen, they are both members of the Hua family, and they are the one who supervises herself.

Now, the two have teamed up to force themselves to jump into the pit.

But Kumei, who has been the head of Huashan for thirty years, is not an ordinary person, and immediately said lightly: "Senior brother, what do you think?"

"Although the Jin family is powerful, it is not without gaps, if the senior sister agrees, this will negotiate with the Jin family and get back the Qingfeng Thirteen-style errand, and leave it to me. ”

Feng Zhou said lightly.

Kumei's face was stunned, and a strange feeling rose in her heart.

"Could it be that he really thinks about the Huashan faction, not me?"

Thinking of this, Kumei nodded and said, "Okay, leave this matter to the junior brother to deal with." ”

"But Senior Sister, this matter is not so easy, this matter is taken care of by the junior brother to deal with the Jin family, but the leakage of my Huashan swordsmanship needs to be investigated by the senior sister. "Seal the boat.

"Well, got it. Kumei was stunned for a moment, but under the gaze of everyone, she had to respond.

"That's it!" Kumei said in a hoarse voice, stood up, and left with a few disciples.

Feng Zhou looked at Kumei's back and showed a hint of a smile.

That's right, this is a trap, Mengyuan used the Jin family as bait and picked out his own side, and the withered plum who didn't know the end stepped in.

In this way, as long as the situation continues to develop, it seems that the position of the head of Kumei will not be stable for long, and it may even be fatal to Bat Island, and the Jin family will become the object of sealing the boat and establishing authority, and the stepping stone to send him to the position of the head of the house.