Chapter 9: Scramble!
Just when Wang Bao was getting more and more hilarious.
At this moment.
In the main hall of the sect, the atmosphere is unusually weird.
Whether it is the elders of the outer gate, or the elders of the inner gate, or the elders of the secret pavilion, they all gathered together, and the main hall of the Nuoda Sect was almost full, and this situation did not necessarily occur once in decades.
Every now and then, something big happens.
The last time it seemed that Wu Lao broke through the Divine Mansion, announced the whole sect, and celebrated the whole sect.
The head coach didn't come.
A group of old people are in a panic, but they are panicked, and they don't know whether this big event is a good thing or a bad thing.
Therefore, they all half-bowed their heads, and their neighbors, who were friendly with each other, muttered softly.
Suddenly.
A figure walked out from behind the main hall of the Sect Leader, stepping on the steps step by step, and walked up to the Sect Leader's seat.
Sit down with a butt.
All the elders in the main hall looked at Lu Wuji's face and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems to be a good thing.
Looking at the expression of the palm teacher, smiling like a flower, can it be a bad thing?
Elder Wu followed behind Lu Wuji just now, and at this time he returned to his seat, his eyes glanced at the elders around him, and he couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart, "I'll scare you to death!"
"Ahem..."
Lu Wuji finally regained his majesty as the head of the sect, but the smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden at all.
Coughing lightly, Lu Wuji said, "Elders, I really have something important to inform you of today, and this matter is no different from a heaven-sent creation for my Purple Cloud Sect!"
The elders were in an uproar.
The spirit was uplifted, and his eyes looked straight at Lu Wuji.
Wait for the following.
Lu Wuji took a deep breath, suddenly stood up, and shouted in a deep voice, "Just now, Senior Brother Wu came to me and said that he had obtained a powerful execution, I thought he was messing around, but I was wrong, he didn't lie to me!"
"This seat officially announces that from today onwards, we, the Purple Cloud Sect, have the second prefecture-level martial art, which is a shooting execution, called [Vientiane Shooting]!"
Rumble!
The main hall of the sect is boiling in an instant.
One by one, the elders looked at Lu Wuji in disbelief, and they were extremely discouraged.
Prefecture-level martial arts are extremely cherished, and every time they are born, they will cause the competition of big forces, and they are even more regarded as treasures by top forces, and it is difficult to pass them on.
At present, the Purple Cloud Sect only has a ground-level low-grade martial art.
"Why is it so familiar?"
Suddenly, Zhang Yunxing, the elder of the Secret Pavilion of the Law Enforcement Hall below, had a stunned look on his face, and said loudly.
A group of old people reacted at this time, yes, this name is so familiar.
Wu Lao stood up.
Glancing at a group of people, Martial Elder said excitedly, "Everyone, let's not hide it, this prefecture-level martial art [Vientiane Shooting] is the [Vientiane Shooting] that has been dusty in the Martial Arts Pavilion for a hundred years!"
The scene fell silent for a moment.
Zhang Yunxing looked at his junior brother blankly, and said with a twitch in the corner of his eyes, "Senior Brother Martial Arts, you and Senior Brother Zhang, it's not a joke, right?
Wu Lao proudly explained, "Speaking of this, it is quite wonderful, everyone knows, I have always liked to guide the disciples below, in the long run, finally fruitful, I used to be very fond of a disciple of the outer sect, saw this execution, he did not take the usual path, studied for a long time, and finally ate the [Vientiane Shooting], and finally got the inheritance in the shooting!"
"Now, the [Vientiane Shooting] is already a complete martial art, and I have studied it with my senior brother for a long time, and finally set it as a prefecture-level best martial art!"
Wu Lao bragged and lied, and he didn't blush.
Lu Wuji glanced at Elder Wu and couldn't help but sneer in his heart, how could he not know Senior Brother Wu's plans?
I can't help but recall the scene when my junior brother came to find me just now.
"Senior brother, I found a talented Meiyu, this disciple, I like it too much, when he steps into the inner door, I will accept him as a personal disciple!"
"Just because of this, you kicked my cave mansion? Senior Brother Wu, are you itching?"
"How can it, but what I'm going to say is related to this little guy, so please promise me, don't rob me!"
"Hmph, I'm in charge, I'll grab a hair from you, I have something to say!"
"No way, unless you swear not to rob me!"
“... I swear by Lu Wuji!"
"I'm finally relieved, senior brother, I got a ground-level martial art!"
“...”
Lu Wuji's eyes were a little moist.
As a tsundere in charge.
Let him miss such a peerless genius.
A flash of gloom in his eyes, Lu Wuji shouted, "Elder Wu is right, that disciple's talent is beginning to appear, and he is destined to turn into a dragon, Senior Brother Zhang, you are a master of marksmanship, and you have created many executions, I think that disciple is just right to worship under your door!"
Many elders were shocked inexplicably.
An ordinary outer disciple.
From a scrapped martial arts book, got the inheritance of ground-level martial arts?
It's even more ridiculous than a joke.
Up and down the sect, in a hundred years, who hasn't read that broken book?
Half of my life has lived to a dog.
And this time.
The faces of the two men changed dramatically.
One is shock, chagrin and anger, and the other is shock, regret and ecstasy.
The former is Elder Wu.
Unexpectedly, Lu Wuji would play such a hand, it was a rage, and he glared at Lu Wuji angrily.
Lu Wuji glared back, the meaning was obvious, who let you yin me first.
Elder Wu is annoyed!
And the latter is naturally Zhang Yunxing.
Lu Wuji is right, Zhang Yunxing loves guns, and his weapon is also a spear, called Liuyun.
You can comprehend the ground-level martial arts from the scrap martial arts shooting!
Such a genius, such a spear genius!
"Zhangjiao, this disciple, I'm going to decide! Invite all the senior brothers, don't rob me! Everyone knows that my old Zhang is for the sake of the sect, but he did his best, and only accepted one personal disciple!"
Zhang Yunxing walked to the front, faced the many elders, bowed his hands sincerely, and bent over.
A group of veterans were silent.
Lu Wuji touched his chin and waited for the show to unfold.
Sure enough.
Elder Wu immediately burst into flames, "Senior brother, that little guy is my disciple!"
Zhang Yunxing had already seen that Senior Brother Wu was his biggest hurdle, and the others had to give themselves, the elders of the Secret Pavilion of the Law Enforcement Palace, more or less a face.
Unceremoniously looked at Elder Wu.
Zhang Yunxing said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Wu, what you are good at, who doesn't know that you don't know anything about shooting, please don't make trouble!"
Elder Wu didn't give an inch, "Martial arts are on the same path, that kid has a good relationship with me for a long time!
Talking and talking.
It's getting hotter and hotter.
As soon as you say a word, it gradually escalates to a personal attack, and the friendship between the brothers and sisters disappears.
A group of old people were dumbfounded, and then looked at Lu Wuji, who was eating melons and watching the show, and looked like "I'm so cool", and almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood.
Can't tell.
Teach at home, it's really yin!
Long.
Zhang Yunxing shouted angrily, "In this case, let's rely on our own abilities, Senior Brother Wu, I have accepted this disciple, I can say, if you give it to me, I will give you some compensation!"
Elder Wu snorted angrily and said, "Senior brother, to tell you the truth, Wang Bao is already going to worship me as a teacher, you might as well accept your fate!"
Zhang Yunxing sneered.
Worship you as a teacher?
That's because I didn't see me, a master marksman.
It was at this time.
In the group of elders, a middle-aged man dressed in blue suddenly showed a blank look when he heard the word "Wang Bao", and then, he was a little stunned, hesitated, and stood up.
"Elder Wu, Elder Zhang!"
Chu Shan arched his hand, and after bowing, he saw that Elder Wu and Zhang Yunxing, as well as the others, were all looking at him, Chu Shan stiffened his head and said, "What Elder Wu said about Wang Bao, but Wang Bao, a disciple of the outer sect of the B department?"
Wu Lao Lao didn't have a good breath and said, "That's right, why are you going to rob it too?"
Chu Shan slandered in his heart, Nima, why do I dare to rob you from you?
Chu Shan is the father of Chu Feng and Chu Yun.
It was precisely because Wang Bao bullied his son and implicated Elder Wan Dongliu that he remembered Wang Bao's name.
Chu Shan dared to stand up, and the reason why he stood up was because he knew that when he told Wang Bao's "true" identity, it was estimated that the two Secret Pavilion elders would no longer have the slightest idea about Wang Bao.
Maybe after Elder Wan Dongliu came out of the customs, he could get a lot of benefits when he learned about it.
Immediately.
Chu Shan said in a deep voice, "If it's really him, then I have to remind the two elders that Wang Bao has been secretly accepted as a personal disciple by Elder Wan Dongliu, so..."
The hall fell silent.
Lu Wuji was stunned, half loud, revealing a wry smile.
And Zhang Yunxing was even more stunned, and sat back in his position in a daze, his eyes blank.
Wan Dongliu.
Although he is an elder, he is the pinnacle of the Divine Mansion Realm, and he is the most talented senior brother of the generation in charge.
Because he was not good at words and had a bad temper, it was difficult for him to be in charge of teaching, so he only served as a teacher for one day, and then gave way to his second junior brother Lu Wuji.
As a senior brother, Wan Dongliu's prestige is unmatched.
Because although he has a hot temper, he protects his calves, and when he was young, he didn't know how many fields he had recovered for many juniors and sisters, and he carefully taught his fellow disciples who entered the country slowly like a father.
For example, Zhang Yunxing.
Don't look at him as an elder of the Secret Pavilion and a powerhouse of the Divine Mansion, however, many people know that Zhang Yunxing's gun skills themselves come from Wan Dongliu.
It is precisely because of Wan Dongliu's teaching that Zhang Yunxing dares to be called a master of marksmanship.
Wan Dongliu is the real first person in the sect to play with guns!
Now.
Wang Bao has been accepted as a disciple by the senior brother.
Still grabbing?
Who dares? Who can?
Dare or not!
Because the other party is Wan Dongliu's elder brother!
It's been a hundred breaths.
Elder Wu suddenly stepped forward and said to Zhang Yunxing, "Senior brother, I don't want Wang Bao, I'll give it to you, shouldn't we discuss the compensation you said? Do you pay in cash? Or do you pay an IOU?"
Zhang Yunxing came back to his senses, almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, and roared, "Old Wu, you give me the ball..."
Elder Wu pursed his lips, sighed and returned to his seat, muttering, "Words don't count, what kind of person!"
The elder in the main hall was holding back a smile, very uncomfortable.
Zhang Yun was angry, stunned for a while, sighed lightly, and was stunned...
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