Song Xuan naturally had no opinion.

Since Pian Xing didn't plan to ask for it, it would be no problem to leave it to Zhong Ling.

Even if it's not his own daughter, but people have been called a father for so long, it's not impossible to be a goddaughter.

Zhong Ling was still a little confused.

She ran away from home to join in the fun, why did she have another chance for some reason?

Since she met her father in Wuliang Mountain, she felt that her luck was getting better and better, inexplicably, she was first sent by her father to inherit the exercises of the Xiaoyao School, and now she is about to obtain the skills of the head of the Xiaoyao School for 70 years.

Zhong Ling's brain is buzzing, I haven't done anything yet, this is about to become a great master with seventy years of skill?

Multiple fathers and many roads, the ancients did not deceive me!

Song Xuan pointed to the three strangely constructed wooden houses in the depths of the valley, and instructed Zhong Ling: "Wuyazi is among them, you can go in directly!" ”

"Wait!"

Seeing that Zhong Ling was about to go inside without the slightest hesitation, Su Xinghe suddenly became anxious.

"Senior Song, although you are a great grandmaster, you can't snatch the inheritance of other sects, right?"

Su Xinghe pointed to the Zhenlong chess game in front of him and said: "According to the rules, if you want to enter the wooden house, you must first break the Zhenlong chess game, this is the rule set by my master, so as to select suitable inheritance disciples."

The seniors are noble and are real masters, so they won't bully the weak, right? ”

"Why not?"

Song Xuan asked rhetorically: "Who stipulates that if you have high strength, you can't bully the weak?" ”

Su Xinghe was stunned.

He is a mother!

Now these days, don't the great grandmasters talk about martial virtues?

Su Xinghe's face changed again and again, and finally he reluctantly found that if a great grandmaster really didn't tell you about martial arts, he didn't care about his face at all, he had no way at all.

At this time, Song Xuan spoke, "Let me ask you, what is the purpose of your master's chess game?" ”

"It's to select the right lineage disciples."

Su Xinghe didn't dare to hold it up, and hurriedly explained: "This Zhenlong chess game is derived from the momentum of the formation, and the formation is varied, transforming everything, and has the power to confuse people's minds.

If the chess player is not determined, the slightest carelessness will add demons to his heart and indulge in illusions and cannot extricate himself.

And if you can break the chess game, you must be a person with a firm mind, and only such a person can become the inheritor of the master and have the opportunity to avenge the master. ”

As he spoke, he sighed and said, "The seniors may not know that the reason why the family teacher has fallen to this half-dead point is because he was plotted by the rebel Ding Chunqiu back then.

Have you ever heard of Ding Chunqiu's predecessors? It is now the head of the Xingzhu faction, and he has a lot of poisonous skills and Dafa in one hand, and he has few opponents in the rivers and lakes.

If you can't even break the Zhenlong chess game, in the face of old devils like Ding Chunqiu, let alone avenge the master, I'm afraid you won't even be able to rise up the courage to fight head-on! ”

Song Xuan's face was a little strange, "Didn't you hear the news that Ding Chunqiu had been killed?" ”

Su Xinghe said: "I heard some news, but the younger generation didn't believe it.

Ding Chunqiu, the big devil, is not only high in martial arts, but also ruthless and scheming, how can this kind of person be so easy to kill?

Maybe this is a conspiracy to cheat his death, and I don't know what vicious plan he is planning! ”

"Ding Chunqiu is indeed dead!" In Su Xinghe's questioning gaze, Song Xuan accentuated his tone, "This seat killed it with his own hands!" ”

As soon as he said this, Su Xinghe immediately didn't dare to refute it again.

No matter how powerful Ding Chunqiu is, but he is not a great grandmaster after all, a great grandmaster said it to his face that he had killed Ding Chunqiu, who would dare to question it?

Every great grandmaster, it is an old monster who has lived for an unknown amount of time, don't look at Song Xuan looking young, in Su Xinghe's opinion, God knows how old this old guy is.

There is a rejuvenation technique in the martial arts of his free school, and the existence of the great master as the top of the martial arts road, it is estimated that there is a way to keep his appearance young.

In the face of such an old monster, who dares to question the answer given by the other party himself?

Do you suspect that the Great Grandmaster is lying, or are you questioning the strength of the Great Grandmaster who can't kill Ding Chunqiu?

"Your master set up the Zhenlong chess game in order to select a suitable disciple to deal with Ding Chunqiu, but now that Ding Chunqiu is dead, do you think there is still a need for this Zhenlong chess game to continue?"

Su Xinghe sneered and said: "Seniors, if you want to stop the juniors, it's really that the juniors also have selfish intentions, and they don't want the master to die like this."

My master, who can still live now, is all supported by his profound skills, and after passing on his skills, he will inevitably not be able to support himself for long without cultivation.

Now that Ding Chunqiu's great enemy is dead, the younger generation hopes that the master can live a few more years, and hopes that the seniors will be kind and give the family teacher a way to live! ”

At this moment, an old voice suddenly came from inside the wooden house.

"Xinghe, don't talk nonsense!"

Wu Yazi's voice came from the wooden house again, "Senior, don't blame, the apprentice is just dizzy for a while, he doesn't intend to tease the senior, and I hope that the senior will not be as knowledgeable as him." ”

"Master!"

Su Xinghe turned around, and without waiting for him to speak again, he heard a hint of anger in Wu Yazi's voice, "Shut up, for the teacher's decision, when will you be allowed to change it at will?" ”

Su Xinghe can't see through it, but how can he not understand it without a cliff.

What kind of existence is the great master, he has lived for nearly a hundred years, and he has only seen Master Xiaoyaozi alone when he was young, such a high-ranking existence is easy not to be born, but if he is born, he must have something to ask for.

Since the other party has come to Drum Mountain, it is to give his daughter a chance to create, you are blocking it now, really when the great master has a good temper, he can't kill anyone?

Do you dare to lose the face of the great grandmaster? If the other party can kill Ding Chunqiu, can't he kill you Su Xinghe?

For Wu Yazi, instead of tearing his face to provoke the anger of the great grandmaster and causing trouble to his disciples and grandchildren, it is better to form a good fate and pass on his skills to that Zhong girl.

has his inheritance without a cliff, that is, he is the disciple of his free faction, and in the future, his free school can be regarded as having the great master of the world as a backer behind him!

"Xinghe, let that girl in, in the future, she will be your little junior sister, the new head of my free faction!"

Xiaoyaozi's voice carried a hint of tiredness, "I know that you are reluctant, but I have been too tired all these years, it is better to live than to die, let me have a good rest."

And you, all these years, it is difficult for you to stay here to take care of your teacher, and after I die, I will take a good look at this world for my teacher! ”

Su Xinghe was silent for a long time, knelt down and kowtowed to the wooden house three times, got up again and exhaled lightly, and said respectfully to Zhong Ling: "Little junior sister, go over." ”

Zhong Ling glanced at Song Xuan, and after seeing his father nodding, he didn't hesitate at all, stepped forward, and entered the wooden house.

She knows that this time she is going straight to the sky!