Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Fierce Jingyang Gate
"I ......" Lu Sheng looked at Lu Li speechlessly, "Although this is the case, but is this the truth? Ahri, my brother is going to perform official duties......
"What is this? You took me to study at the academy back then, and the two of us walked to the capital on two legs. You enter the exam room, and I squat outside the exam room. It's raining, and I'll give you an umbrella in the rain.
You were taken as a son-in-law, and I beat you into someone's house with a stick and rescued you. Brother, you can't be such a conscienceless ......"
"Okay, you won!" Lu Sheng sighed speechlessly, "However, you must always be by my side." β
"Thank you, brother!" Lu Li's eyes wiped lightly, and his big eyes, which were still full of tears, were already full of cunning at the moment.
The ghost king reappeared in the rivers and lakes, which was a major event that affected the entire Suzhou martial arts. No one is immune, no one is not important.
Therefore, the order of the Suzhou Martial Arts Alliance was issued, and dozens of forces from various sects and factions set off to assemble as quickly as possible.
Outside Jingyang Gate, in the shady valley in the corner of the terraced fields. This is the cemetery of Jingyangmen, and before Lu Jian returned to the mountain gate, he planned to come here to worship Yan Bijun.
Pieces of paper are flying, desolate and desolate.
In front of a lonely grave, a stack of paper money slowly burned out.
Lu Jian's eyes were red, but he didn't shed a single tear. Lu Sheng gently came behind him and patted Lu Jian's shoulder, "The deceased is gone, I don't think your seventh senior sister wants to see you too sad." β
"I don't know why? Although for the sake of the seventh junior sister, there is indeed some estrangement between our senior brothers. But...... How did you get to this point for this?
The second junior brother has always been steady, and he usually speaks little. I really didn't expect to do such a thing...... If something like this happens, it should be a big blow to the master, right?"
"It should be!" Lu Sheng looked back at the cemetery, there were hundreds of tombstones, "Lu Jian, the Jingyang Sect has only been established for less than a hundred years, right?
"Jingyangmen has a bad fate, from the beginning of the establishment of the faction, Jingyangmen has been bullied. At that time, many powerful sects deliberately suppressed Jingyangmen, and under the hard work of the ancestors of the past dynasties, Jingyangmen gained a firm foothold in Suzhou.
Most of the people here died fighting to fight for Jingyangmen. The bones of Jingyangmen are their bones.
As soon as he had a foundation in Suzhou Mansion, the Netherworld Ghost King swept the entire Suzhou Mansion. In the first battle of that year, almost all the people in Jingyangmen were killed, and only the master and his four junior brothers survived.
The master was ordered to take over the head of Jingyangmen. However, at that time, the master's qualifications were mediocre, and his cultivation was only in the quadruple realm of the day after tomorrow.
The sect that originally coveted Jingyangmen began to move again.
At that time, the master couldn't do anything, so he could only practice desperately. No one knows how desperate the master was back then, so that he could break through the acquired fivefold in one month.
After that, it was another year to break through the sixfold of the day after tomorrow, and another two years to break through the sevenfold of the day after tomorrow.
At that time, the master was not yet thirty years old.
In this way, the old man's desperate efforts were finally recognized by other martial arts colleagues. The five major sects spoke out in unison, and no one should suppress Jingyangmen, so that the master and the old man could be regarded as preserving the foundation of Jingyangmen.
But after that day, the old man fell ill directly. It took a year of illness to slowly get better. β
"How do you know?
"When we were young, the four uncles told us. Lu Jian said, slowly coming to a few graves not far away.
"These are my four uncles! My fire separation decision was all taught by my second uncle. For us Jingyangmen disciples, we actually have five masters. β
"I remember you once said that the Crane White Sheep cultivates Tongzigong and cannot break the body? And among your disciples, Shao Jie has been taught Tongzigong? As the head of the sect, the martial arts he learned should be regarded as the mastery of Jingyangmen's Zhenjiao, right? Why is your master unwilling to teach it?"
"I heard the second uncle say that the biggest reason why Jingyangmen is coveted is Wuji Tongzigong. This martial art is extremely powerful, and the longer the cultivation time, the more domineering and powerful the skill becomes.
This exercise did not come from the rivers and lakes, and we don't know the real source. Originally, several uncles practiced this exercise, but later, for some reason, the uncles all practiced other exercises.
Coincidentally, the second uncle practiced the fire decision, the third uncle practiced the Ruijin decision, the fourth uncle practiced the weak water divine skill, and the fifth uncle practiced Aoki Jin, which just fits the yin and yang five elements exercises.
Because of this, Jingyangmen disciples have so many different exercises to choose from. Five kinds of exercises, mutual restraint, my fire decision is to be restrained by the weak water divine skill of the seventh senior sister. β
"Is that so?" Lu Sheng looked at the tombstone in front of him, and suddenly his eyes shrank, and he noticed that the date of death of the owners of these five tombstones turned out to be the same day?
"Lu Sheng, did your four uncles all die on the same day?"
"yes, that was eight years ago. At that time, there was a river and ocean thief in Baixiang, who was cruel and murderous. The four uncles discussed going down the mountain together to kill the Jiangyang thief.
But he didn't want this Jiangyang thief to have extremely high martial arts, and the four uncles all died in his hands. Because of this, the master decided that martial arts could not be achieved, and he should not go down the mountain to walk the rivers and lakes. Therefore, Jingyangmen has not had any disciples out of the mountain for eight years. β
"The four juniors and disciples of the crane master were all killed by the Jiangyang thief?
"Yes, the master was grief-stricken when he heard this. After arranging the funeral of the uncle and them, one person and one sword went down the mountain, and half a year later, he brought back the head of the Jiangyang thief to pay tribute to the spirit of the uncle in the sky. β
"By the way, you escaped from the cold pool that day, where did you come out?"
"In a cave in the back mountain. However, the cave is extremely cold, and it is possible for a person to freeze into an ice sculpture after a tea time in it!" Lu Jian looked at Lu Sheng suspiciously, "My lord, did you find something wrong?"
"No, just a casual question. I wonder why the Netherworld Ghost King was the first to attack after he reappeared in the rivers and lakes, instead of the other five major sects that forced him to a dead end. β
After Lu Sheng accompanied Lu Jian to worship his lost youth, he returned to the mountain gate of Jingyangmen again.
Jingyangmen, which was already deserted, instantly became lively.
All the major factions in Suzhou gathered, and they were all busy camping. Although Jingyangmen occupies a large area, the premises are limited. Suddenly, so many people came, and naturally there was not enough housing.
However, the most in front of the mountain and the mountain behind the mountain are hundred-year-old trees, and for people in the rivers and lakes, building a simple residence is a basic skill. In just three days, Jingyangmen has been changed beyond recognition.
A deserted sect has shown a thriving posture in such a short period of time.
Lu Sheng's arrival was already reported. Before arriving at the mountain gate, a group of martial arts heroes led by Mei Qihua came to the mountain gate to greet them.
"Lord Lu, you are finally here......" Mei Qihua enthusiastically clenched his fists at Lu Sheng, "Everyone, this is Lu Sheng, the newly appointed head of the Criminal Department of Suzhou Prefecture." A sword kills Yun Feiye, and the elegance is peerless. β
"Long admiration, long admirationβ"
"It's really a pleasure for adults to fly in the sky. β
"Lord Lu, let me introduce to you, this is the head of Liu Changsheng of the Lancet Gate, this is the head of Qi of the Qinglian Gate, this is the head of the Tianyang Sect, and this is Li Cang......yun of the Shenji Gate."
Mei Qihua introduced Suzhou's top masters to Lu Sheng one by one, and they were polite to each other. As the host, the crane and white sheep have been reduced to accompanying guests at this moment.
Lu Jian took advantage of Lu Sheng's words, and hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down in front of the crane and white sheep, "Master, unfilial disciple, you're back......"
"It's good to be back...... Get up quickly, it's good to be back, I've wronged you. As he spoke, Crane Aries excitedly lifted Lu Jian up.
"The disciple doesn't feel wronged, and the disciple knows that the master's heart is not good. β
"Well, forget it. Now that you are with Lord Lu, that is also your blessing. Remember, when dealing with Lord Lu, you must do your best, and you must no longer be as flamboyant as before. β
"Yes, the disciple must follow the master's teachings!"
"Senior brother, it's great that you're back!" Shao Jie suddenly burst out of the crowd and jumped around Lu Jian like a monkey.
"Little junior brother, I heard from you that you were injured by the Nether Ghost King before, are you healed?"
"Alright, I can still compete with the finches......"
The scene of mutual joy diluted the clouds above Jingyangmen, and while talking, Lu Sheng went to the Juyi Hall of Jingyangmen with the heads of the family. With only Lu Ci and spiders, Lu Jian wanted to talk to a group of juniors, while Sun You had to help get a place for the group to stay.
Although it is still the Juyi Hall, it is Mei Qihua who sits on the top this time. Mei Qihua's martial arts may not be the highest among the many sect masters, but his prestige is definitely the highest.
Mei Qihua single-handedly led the Huhai League into the first force in Suzhou, and now he is the leader of the Suzhou Wulin League.
In the past, when I watched TV series, martial arts people gathered to discuss what was very grinding. But in fact, they are extremely efficient when they come together.
In just one day, the framework of the entire Wulin League has been established. Mei Qihua is the leader of the alliance, and Zhao Zhangmen is the deputy leader of the alliance. The heads of each of its factions are the Dharma Protector and the Hall Master. Of course, this is only improvised.
Concentrate power in Mei Qihua's hands, and he can organize enough counterattack forces at the first time. Everything had been talked about, but they had a problem.
And coincidentally, when Lu Sheng arrived when he encountered a problem, there was a scene where so many martial arts masters came to greet Lu Sheng.
"Lord Lu, we are all ready and only owe Dongfeng, we have been discussing for so long, but we don't know what to do on the most critical issues. After Mei Qihua waited for Lu Sheng and the others to sit down, he said with some embarrassment.
"The Suzhou Martial Arts League assembled to deal with the Netherworld Ghost King, but the Netherworld Ghost King was hidden in the dark, but he didn't know how to lure him out. We all have our own opinions, but the Nether Demon King is not a fool......"
"What method did you use thirty years ago?" Lu Sheng asked curiously.