On Han Ping'er's journey to the Huashan faction, Hu Batong, Diao Yaoji, Ka Hongzhong, Mo Wuzhen and other four people also said goodbye to Mo Xiaobai and left.

"Brother Mo, you really don't want to go around Suzhou City with us, I heard that Yicui Building has a new batch of little girls...... "Mo Wuzhen said.

"Go ahead, I've always heard that the strange peaks of Huashan are steep and beautiful, and this time I just took this opportunity to follow Han Ping'er to visit...... Mo Xiaobai said.

"Brother Mo, I understand! Looking at the mountains is people, looking at people is mountains, although we observe different goals, but the conclusion is the same! The so-called horizontal view is the peak on the side of the ridge, and the height of the distance is different, which is the reason. Hu Batong showed a shyly expression and raised his eyebrows at Mo Xiaobai.

"Stinky boy......" Han Ping'er smiled helplessly, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Hu Batong.

"Brother Mo catches it!"

Looking at the four bottles of Xingyuan Dan thrown in the air, Mo Xiaobai took it in his hand and wondered: "This is?" ”

"These three blind guys bet that Han Ping'er can't enter the top 100 on the list, and that's the bet!"

"Misunderstanding, Brother Mo, isn't this young and ignorant."

"I don't know Taishan with eyes, what does Brother Mo need in the future, even if I tell you, as long as we can do it, we will not hesitate."

"Don't worry, Brother Mo, no matter what the situation, we will not settle the investment!"

The three of them first hurriedly explained, then patted their chests and promised to turn over, and finally, they left with the rainbow light.

……

Mo Xiaobai followed Han Ping'er, and a month later, came to the foot of Mount Hua.

The mountain ranges are steep and steep, handsome and straight.

After Han Ping'er asked passers-by for directions, she went directly up the mountain.

On the way, the green trees are verdant, and the clouds are swaying, and the unevenness is draped.

The mountain road was tortuous, and Han Ping'er walked for more than an hour, and finally came to the mountain gate.

"Huashan is an important place, and idle people are forbidden to enter." The Huashan disciples guarding the mountain gate immediately shouted and blocked Han Ping'er's way.

"I was entrusted by someone to send something to a friend in Huashan, and I was bothered to report it." Han Ping'er said.

"Looking for someone? Who are you looking for? Let's go, you are not welcome in Huashan Pie! ”

"The wind is blowing."

After hearing these three words, the man's face showed a little panic, and he hurriedly said: "Go and go, the Huashan faction is not called Fengqingyang, go find it elsewhere!" ”

"No?" Han Ping'er saw that the disciple was in a hurry, his expression was anxious, and he guessed that there must be something strange in it, so he said: "How could it not be, he said it to me personally, let me come to Huashan to find him in the next few days." ”

"This ......" The disciple who guarded the door rolled his eyes, and said again: "Elder Feng Feng of the Zunhua Mountain Sect ordered that the mountain be closed for three months, during which no one can enter the mountain, so you can come back in three months." ”

"Hehe, can't the head of the house?"

"Boss? Han Xuzi...... The head of Han was killed by thieves, and the Huashan faction has not yet had a new leader. ”

"Look, what is this?" Han Ping'er took out the Huashan faction head token given to him by the sixth master Wan Cheng from his bosom and showed it in front of this gatekeeper disciple!

"This! This is the order of the head of Huashan! The man looked at it for a long time, and was dumbfounded.

He was just a small gatekeeper, how could he ever see such a treasure?

But because he has been in the door for a long time, he has also heard people in the door mention its appearance, and now that he sees it with his own eyes, he is suddenly a little overwhelmed.

"If you see the head of the house, if you see the head of the house, you still don't worship?"

The moment Han Ping'er's words landed, the disciple who guarded the door fell to the ground, his head was even more tightly pressed to the ground, and he said again and again: "Yuan Sheng, the ninth generation outer disciple of the Huashan Sect, greets the master!" ”

Han Ping'er nodded with satisfaction and said, "Who is in charge of the Huashan faction now?" ”

"Back to the head of the sect, since the head of Han was killed, the affairs of the Huashan faction have been handled in parallel by the two elders of the West Peak, Feng Buwei and Song Qingfeng of the South Peak, and Elder Li Yunqing of the East Front is responsible for law enforcement and supervision!"

"Parallel care?" Hearing this, Han Ping'er understood the problem.

A sect is like a ship, there can only be one captain who gives orders, if there are two, it will inevitably compete for power and profit, and it will be chaotic.

"Where is the wind now?"

"Elder Feng was imprisoned in the Huashan dungeon."

"Dungeon?" Han Ping'er was stunned and wondered, "Why?" ”

"Elder Feng said that he colluded with the Demon Sect in an attempt to get involved in the position of the head of the Huashan Sect, betrayed the sect, and violated the rules of the sect!" The Huashan disciple thought for a moment, and then said: "But Feng Qingyang, as the senior brother among my nine generations of disciples, takes good care of our senior brothers on weekdays, but I didn't expect to be able to do such a thing!" ”

Hearing this, Han Ping'er smiled.

Breaking the door rules?

The head of the sect was killed, but the two elders didn't think about how to take revenge, but thought about the vacant position of the head of the sect, and tried their best to frame their fellow sects, it seems that this Huashan faction is really rotten to the bone marrow now!

As the apprentice of Wan Cheng's predecessors, I have the obligation to teach this group of inferior disciples a good lesson!

Thinking of this, Han Ping'er took advantage of the light work and ran towards the west peak of Huashan.

And the disciple who guarded the door still bowed respectfully, waiting for Han Ping'er's question.

I didn't see any movement around me for a long time, so I raised my head, and only when I saw that there was nothing around me did I breathe a sigh of relief.

……

The west peak is steep and majestic, masculine and upright, like a lotus flower, so the west peak is also called the lotus peak.

Mo Xiaobai followed Han Ping'er all the way, stopping, stopping, looking, walking, passing through Canglong Ridge, passing through Zhenyue Palace, and finally came to the destination, here, he saw a group of buildings located on the top of the mountain, and from time to time there were young disciples wearing the cyan uniforms of the Huashan School holding long swords, walking in a hurry.

But on the way here, on this west peak, Mo Xiaobai didn't see any traders, but if you think about it carefully, it is reasonable.

Now that Huashan is in turmoil, even the head Han Yuxu has been killed, such a weak sect will definitely not attract the favor of the trader.

He was about to take a step forward when he suddenly saw a golden phantom of a giant bell appear in the sky.

Cover the sky and the earth, cover the sun and dry clouds.

Another golden bell pestle quickly crossed the sky and slammed heavily on the golden bell.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

……

Three rings in a row, melodious and far-reaching, stretching for thousands of miles.

Then came the sound of majesty.

"Urgent notice: Please hurry back to the star gathering for all the traders who participated in the Heroes Meeting."

"Urgent notice: Please hurry back to the star gathering for all the traders who participated in the Heroes Meeting!"

"Urgent Notice: Please hurry back to the Gathering Star ......Observatory as soon as possible."

Say it three times in a row?

It seems to be an important thing.