Wei Yu secretly had a headache, and what he just said was now a little regretful.

He forgot that this senior brother was a more genuine person, not to mention that he was not very old now, had less experience, and was young and vigorous, not to mention that if he met Nie Tingqiu in the future, he would really be able to argue with him.

Wei Yu is not too afraid of things, but this rhetoric is okay to deceive Lu Qingyu, but in the ears of the master, it should not work, and it is somewhat of a merit for retribution, and it is not good to spread out, Wei Yu is just here to study, and there is no need to be afraid of Nie Tingqiu if his strength goes up, if he really lets the old head of the Mingyue Sword Sect come forward to mediate, it will become Wei Yu's fault if he goes to trouble him in the future, but it will become Wei Yu's fault, and there is no need to hinder himself.

"Thank you Brother Lu for your kindness, it's just that this matter is a personal grudge between me and the Wildfire Lion King, and it is inconvenient to involve the sect dispute, if I have the opportunity in the future, I should explain to the Lion King, and I can't alarm the elders in the sect." Wei Yu said gratefully.

Lu Qingxin thought to himself, this Wei Yu is young, and he understands the world, first, he sympathizes with Wei Yu's suffering, and second, he is also grateful to him for saving Fang Caiying, so he made this promise, no matter whether he can succeed or not, he will end up hating Nie Tingqiu, who is on the list, and adds an opponent to the sect in vain.

Lu Qingxuan thought about it in his heart, looked at Wei Yu and felt more and more pleasing to the eye, and said: "Hahaha, then let's not talk about this matter, no matter what, if the Wildfire Lion King makes trouble for you in the future, just report me the name of the Mingyue Sword Sect." ”

"Hahaha, thank you Brother Lu!" Wei Yu clenched his fists and smiled.

"Senior brother! Packed up! What are you still doing standing there, get in the car, let's go back to the mountain! Not far away, by the side of the carriage, Lin Qingyun waved his hand and shouted.

Lu Qingxin listened, patted Wei Yu's shoulder, and said, "Brother Wei, let's get in the car and talk again." ”

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Along the way, Wei Yu and several disciples of the Mingyue Sword Sect talked very happily, coaxing a few young people to almost bow their heads and recognize their eldest brother, only to feel that it was difficult to find a confidant, but today they met one, and the laughter in the carriage did not stop.

The carriage drove very fast, and it was already not far from Wanglong Mountain, and in less than an hour, several people arrived at the foot of the mountain.

As soon as he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he was greeted by several white-clothed disciples, and Wei Yu also recognized them, all of whom were the younger generation of the Mingyue Sword Sect.

"Senior Brother, you're back, Senior Sister Fang... What's wrong with her? One of the disciples called Lin Jingtang asked worriedly when he saw Fang Caiying lying unconscious on Lu Qingxuan's back.

"Don't worry, it's okay, just go up the mountain." Lu Qingxuan shook his head lightly, and strode towards the mountain with Fang Caiying on his back, Wan Yueli and a few people followed, Wei Yu walked last, and took the time to say hello to the disciples on duty at the foot of the mountain, after all, there are many opportunities to meet in the future, and if you say hello with respect, you can also leave a good impression.

Wanglong Mountain is not high, but it is bigger than Yin Mountain, and the height is roughly estimated to be more than 700 zhang, that is, about 2400 meters, because of the Mingyue Sword Sect on the mountain, the original Suiyang City Lord had a good relationship with the old master, and funded the construction of the road up the mountain, and now this mountain road is also evenly spread, and several people are fast, and soon they will be halfway up the mountain.

Just halfway up the mountain, Wei Yu saw a stone stele, rooted in the earth, with the words "Mingyue Sword School" written on it, the penmanship is a snake and dragon, debauchery, and the future generations look at the stele It is also ordinary to feel nothing, and now this stele has just entered the eyes, Wei Yu felt that his eyes were stabbed a little painful, stared at it for a while, and tears flowed out unconsciously.

"Ding! You've been hurt by sword intent! -1000 damage points! ”

"Brother Wei, don't stare at this stele of ours, the stele of the town sect handed down by the ancestor has sword intent on it, and it hurts a lot." Wan Yueli winked at Wei Yu and said.

[It's better to be famous than to see it, is this the stone tablet that slashed the sword of the Demon Sect elder who suppressed it here? ] Wei Yu was amazed in his heart, when he first started, the quest line of the Demon Sect Elder had already been completed by professional players who had participated in the closed beta, and he had no chance to see the original edge of this stone tablet.

The sword intent attack is only available in the high-martial version, and the skill that players can comprehend after at least three versions, at the beginning of the version, this stone tablet containing the sword intent of the ancestors is indeed worthy of the word "town faction".

"That's amazing!" Wei Yu sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"That's natural, when I first entered the mountain, this stele was even more powerful, but ten years have passed, and the sword intent left by the ancestor is getting weaker and weaker, and I am afraid it will be difficult to feel it in another ten years." Wan Yueli sighed lightly.

"Ten years ago, it was even more powerful?" Wei Yu asked.

"That's not it, ten years ago, this stele was not something you could see if you wanted to, at that time, the swordsman climbed the mountain, just to take a look at the stele of our sect and sharpen the sword heart." Lin Qingyun said proudly, with light in his eyes.

"It's a pity that five years ago, it consumed most of the sword intent, and now it has no effect of sharpening the sword heart, and the head of the sect placed it in front of the mountain gate to deter the gangsters with bad intentions." Wan Yueli said.

When Wei Yu heard this, his heart moved, and he remembered the news provided by the archaeological team.

The Mingyue Sword Sect was besieged by the four elders of the Demon Sect and the Cardinal Sect at that time in the seventh year of Tianhua, and the sect worked together to fight a decisive battle in the martial arts field in the card, and the previous generation of the head of the sect broke out with a shocking sword intent, killing the three elders with a sword, seriously injuring one of them, and finally repelling the Demon Sect, captive and suppress one person, and the rest of the sect members were scattered, and they were also overdrawn and died.

It seems that most of the previous generation of heads of the year relied on the sword intent strike issued by this stone stele, and the head of the previous generation was not young, seventy or eighty years old, which was considered an advanced age in this era, and controlled the foreign sword intent into the body, and then struck, even if he was defeated, he could not bear the sword intent backlash, and it was normal for him to die.

"Over the years, the sword intent of the stone tablet has dissipated a little bit every month, and I don't know how long it can last." Wan Yueli said with some concern.

Lu Qingxuan spoke at this time, quite critical, and said: "If it's gone, it's gone, what's the pity?" The sword intent on this stele is not innate, but the ancestor carved in, we practice the swordsmanship passed down by the ancestor, it is the same root, if you have ambition, cultivate the sword intent, then engrave a stele is! ”

"I don't want to make progress every day, and I can't practice swordsmanship at home, so I know that I am lazy to play, you look at Brother Wei, he is not older than you, and he has no famous teacher to guide him, and the four of you together are not opponents in one hand of swordsmanship! Seeing that the stele didn't feel guilty in his heart, but it was a pity that there was a dead thing missing, but he was embarrassed to face the ancestor? ”

Lu Qingxin spoke a little harshly, and Wei Yu watched several disciples shrink their heads like quails, and he was amused in his heart, and he felt like a teacher scolding his students.

Suddenly, he saw Wan Yueli sticking out his tongue at him, and whispered to him a little playfully: "Senior brother is angry, let's go back and talk about it in private." ”

Wei Yu chuckled, didn't speak, and nodded.

The road up the mountain is quite long, change to the original body on the earth, let Wei Yu climb such a high mountain, he won't kill him, now he has internal strength, it is not difficult to climb up at all, and he walked for more than half an hour, turned over the last slightly steep high slope, and suddenly opened up.

A spacious road leads directly to the gate, the road is paved with bluestone, smooth and beautiful, the gate is not high, just show the blue sky behind it, the sky is like washing, there is no cloud at a glance, at a glance, people can't help but be wide-minded.

There is a huge plaque hanging above the gate, and the four big characters of the dragon flying and the phoenix dance make people sincerely feel a sharp air.

Wei Yu used to be common, but now I don't think it's unusual, when he first came to the door to seek art, he was amazed for a long time, this and that, like a villager entering the city for the first time.

He suddenly felt that someone was stabbing him lightly in his waist, and when he turned his head to look, he saw Wan Yue carp thief shyly, staring at Lu Qingxuan's back, and found that he didn't look at this side, and secretly said to Wei Yu: "How about it, Brother Wei, let's be this mountain gate, right?" ”

Wei Yu almost burst out laughing, this kid was so funny, he covered his mouth and nodded at him.

"Brother Wei, this is the mountain gate of our Mingyue Sword Sect, come in with me, and arrange a guest room for you to practice later, okay?" Lu Qingxuan turned his head and said, Wan Yueli saw his senior brother turn his head, hurriedly looked up at the sky, and pretended that nothing had happened.

"Naturally, the guest is at your disposal, and you can go even if you are busy." Wei Yu said with a smile.

After entering the gate, there is a wide martial arts arena, the ground paved with bluestone bricks is neatly spread, it is afternoon at this time, but there are no disciples there, it seems a little empty.

Lu Qingxin glared at Wan Yueli beside Wei Yu, and said to Wei Yu with a smile as he walked: "That's good, I'll bother Brother Wei to rest in the house for a while, and I'll explain the results to the master." ”

"Qingyun, Shengqin, Jiasong, come with me to meet Master Tai, Yueli, you take Brother Wei to the wing, don't neglect the guests, you know?" Lu Qingxuan ordered at several disciples.

"Yes!" Several disciples clasped their fists one after another, and Wan Yueli still had time to smile and wink at Wei Yu.

[Pure heart, no wonder so many players in later generations will fan him] Wei Yu was happy.

Afterwards, except for Wan Yueli who stayed, the rest of the disciples followed Lu Qingxuan to the main hall.

Only Wei Yu and Wan Yueli were left in the huge martial arts arena.

"Brother Wei, let's go, I'll take you to pick the most spacious room!" Senior Brother Lu Qingyu was not there, Wan Yueli was completely let go, hooked his arm lively, and dragged him towards the position of the wing.

Wei Yu also let him, originally he also liked this kid's temperament, not to mention that he would be lucky in the future, and it would be beneficial to have a good relationship with him.

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Let's not mention the chatter between Wei Yu and Wan Yueli in the wing.

Lu Qingxuan took a few disciples and came to the main hall.

An old man in gray is sitting cross-legged on a futon, in the main hall, behind the whole body wooden statue of the ancestor master, this old man is the contemporary head of the Mingyue Sword Sect, Xu Qingsong.

Hearing the sound, Xu Qingsong opened his eyes.

"Master Tai, the disciple is back." Lu Qingxuan carried Fang Caiying on his back and bowed down and said.

"What's wrong with this girl?" The old man sat up from the futon and hurried closer.

"Master Tai, who has nothing to do, the little junior sister is not injured, she cried non-stop before, and the disciple was afraid that she would be too sad and stunned her."

Lu Qingxuan gently put Fang Caiying on the seat next to her and shook her vigorously, shaking her awake.

"Woo..." Fang Caiying snorted lightly, opened her eyes, looked around a little confused, and after seeing Xu Qingsong, her eyes suddenly became clear.

"Master Tai!" Her tears began to roll in her eyes again, and she threw herself into Xu Qingsong's arms.

"Ouch! The girl doesn't cry! Master Tai is here, it's okay, it's safe! Xu Qingsong gently patted her on the back.

Xu Qingsong comforted Fang Caiying's emotions while looking at Lu Qingyun and the others, and said solemnly: "Tell me about the situation along the way." ”

"Yes, Master Tai."

"That's the .....," Lu Qingxuan roughly recounted how several people met Wei Yu and Fang Caiying.

"Hmm..." After Xu Qingsong listened, he pondered for a while, smiled slightly, and said: "When the road is uneven, draw a knife to help, but there is such a chivalrous spirit on his body." ”

"Yes, fortunately, Brother Wei helped, and I was still late with a few junior brothers, and I almost killed my junior sister." Speaking of this, Lu Qingxuan's face showed a guilty look.

"I don't blame you, it's too late when we receive the news, the new Suiyang City Lord is really ruthless, and even a little girl has to be killed." Xu Qingfeng stroked his beard and said lightly.

"But at the beginning, Master Tai, you called the door, didn't the other party promise to spare the lives of the little sister's family? How can he be so treacherous and secretly hire bandits to kill people. Lu Qingxin said resentfully.

"Ugh." Xu Qingfeng sighed and said, "On the side of the couch, how can you allow others to snore?" If the Fang City Lord is alive, that person is afraid that he will not be able to sleep at night, if it weren't for my back against the Mingyue Sword Sect, you little guys would not be able to protect yourself, and you would have to save the life of my old friend by saying anything, even if it made this Nanyang County unpeaceful. ”

Xu Qingfeng's sigh made the four disciples all bow their heads in shame.

"It's just that I really never thought that he would do something to this little girl, although he didn't stay in the mountains for long, but how can he be regarded as a disciple of my Mingyue Sword Sect, he knew that he was still so bullying, I really thought I was an old man with no temper." Xu Qingfeng slapped the table fiercely, leaving a deep palm print on the table.

"Ahem, ahem!" Xu Qingfeng finished his luck and coughed violently, his body a little unstable.

"Taishi Gong is angry!" Lu Qingxing and the others hurriedly stepped forward and supported Xu Qingfeng, Fang Caiying was also frightened, and stroked the old man's chest.

"Now that your injuries have not healed, it is not appropriate to do anything with that person anymore, so wait a few more years, and when the disciple is more profound, the acting master will come to the door to ask for an explanation." Lu Qingxin said in a deep voice.

"That's what the elder brother said! The disciple also wanted to take revenge himself. Fang Caiying wiped away her tears and looked at Xu Qingfeng with a serious face.

Xu Qingfeng shook his head, patted Fang Caiying's head with relief, and said, "You want to practice martial arts now?" ”

Fang Caiying showed a remorseful expression on her face and said, "If I could have swordsmanship as fast as Wei Yu at that time, I would have been able to prevent that person from killing my parents." ”

"How can it be so easy, the young man's skill in your mouth should be equivalent to that of Qingyu, and it is far inferior to that person, fortunately, you don't know martial arts, otherwise he will kill you himself. Your talent is not bad, if you listened to your teacher in the early years and practiced martial arts diligently, now you should catch up with Qingshan's cultivation, if you want to take revenge with your own hands, you must at least have the strength of your master, otherwise you will just die in vain. Xu Qingfeng sighed lightly.

"Master Tai, that person really has such strength, that day the disciple saw that he was thin and weak, and his spirit was empty, how could he compare to the master?" Lu Qingxin asked.

Xu Qingfeng looked worried, waved his hand, and said, "You don't understand, he practiced that martial arts.... Alas, the evil door is very evil. ”

"That's it, you go down, entertain that young man well, Xiaoyingzi also go to rest, let my old bones be quiet, as soon as I move, my whole body hurts, alas."

"Yes, Master Tai." Several disciples bowed down and exited the main hall, but Fang Caiying remained.

Fang Caiying helped Xu Qingfeng sit on the futon, squatted behind him, and said softly: "Master Tai, the disciple will pinch it for you." ”

Xu Qingfeng smiled, glanced at her, and said, "Okay, I haven't seen this little apprentice for a long time, but I have learned to care about my old man." ”