Shen Lang said something heartfelt while crying, Qing Xinzi, who was sitting in front, and Lao Zhao and Yan Weiran next to him, couldn't help but cry when they heard it.

Qing Xinzi hurriedly left the chair and helped him up.

"By all means, the junior brother is young and promising, and he is very famous in the rivers and lakes, he is the head, and his appeal in the rivers and lakes must be much stronger than mine, I still think that the junior brother is much more beneficial to the Snow Mountain faction after he becomes the head. ”

Yan Weiran insisted on his opinion.

"I explained that the head of the Snow Mountain Sect can only be served by the senior brother, if the senior brother has any worries and thinks I have any ideas, I will isolate myself from this, and use my blood to prove it. ”

Seeing that Shen Lang's attitude was so resolute, Qing Xinzi couldn't say anything more, and only stared at the table with his eyes.

There was a brief silence in the meditation room.

"Since this is the case, I think Yan Weiran will be the head of the Snow Mountain Sect.

I will come down and choose an auspicious day in the short term to announce this decision in public.

In the future, Yan Weiran will have to worry more about the things in the temple, and Shen Lang will stay in the temple more in the future, and guide the people in the temple to practice the martial arts of the Snow Mountain School.

I have a copy of the Snow Mountain School of Fine Swordsmanship here, called "Yanqing Eighteen Waves", he is the treasure of my faction, and I have copied it in duplicate.

Although this sword book is already very profound, I found some of his deficiencies when I was studying, the moves in it are inconsistent, and even inconsistent, and there are still contradictions in the connection, which need to be further revised and improved.

I'm in worse health than I used to be, and it's going to be a lot harder to get this done.

I will give you this task today, one for each person, and after you go down, you must not only practice individually, but also practice cooperatively, and remove the discordant factors that appear in it, and carry forward the swordsmanship of my faction.

In the future, the two of them will synthesize one, or which one will be better, and the one he corrects will prevail, as the authentic "Yanqing Eighteen Waves" sword book of my Snow Mountain School. ”

After speaking, Qing Xinzi handed over the two books one by one, and the two respectfully took the sword book from the master's hand.

After that, Shen Lang inquired about the good medicine to cure his master's illness, and on the other hand, he seriously instructed the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect on their martial arts and helped take care of the affairs of the Snow Mountain Sect.

The master was also very happy to see that the two of them were working together regardless of each other, and their spirits were much better than some time ago, everyone was very happy, especially Shen Lang.

On the way, Qing Xinzi speculated by himself, and found someone to calculate, selected the twenty-third day of the lunar month as an auspicious day, and prepared to wait until the twenty-third day of the lunar month, and officially passed the position of head to Yan Weiran.

At the beginning of winter, Qing Xinzi asked Shen Lang and Lao Zhao to notify the martial arts friends who had dealings with the Snow Mountain Sect on the rivers and lakes to witness the succession ceremony of the head of the Snow Mountain Sect.

On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, all the friends from the rivers and lakes arrived on time to witness the succession ceremony of the head of the Snow Mountain faction, and everything went smoothly. Since then, Qing Xinzi has withdrawn from the position of leader, and Yan Weiran has officially become the new generation of head of the Snow Mountain faction.

Snow Mountain had a happy Spring Festival.

During the Spring Festival, Shen Lang took out a little prescription information for the treatment of the master's illness from the mouths of the master and Yan Weiran. He secretly made up his mind that after the Lantern Festival, he would go out of the mountains and travel far away, and no matter what, he would find the prescription back and cure the master's illness.

After the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, he walked to the head of the meditation room of the senior brother Yan Weiran and said to the senior brother:

"Senior brother, please come to my bedroom tomorrow morning, I have something to discuss with you. ”

The next day, before dawn, Shen Lang had already set off on the road to seek medicine. Can Shen Lang find a cure for his master's illness?

Saying that, early the next morning, Shen Lang left the snow mountain and set off to find medicine.

He told Yan Weiran, the head of the Snow Mountain Sect, the day before, and went to his bedroom early the next morning.

Yan Weiran came to Shen Lang's door early the next morning, knocked lightly outside the door three times, no one squeaked inside, and knocked three more times, but there was still no answer.

Yan Weiran was stunned for a moment, usually the junior brother is not lazy, he gets up very early, and his alertness is also very high, usually I knock twice, he will agree inside, or come out to open the door for me.

It's still an appointment today, I have something to do, what's wrong today, we've been getting along very well since my junior brother returned to the snow mountain, it's impossible to be angry with me, and my junior brother is not a stingy person. No, I'll shout twice to see what he's doing.

"Senior brother, junior brother!"

Yan Weiran shouted twice outside the door, but there was no answer inside.

Yan Weiran pushed it with his hand, the door was not closed, he walked in and saw that there was no one on the bed, the bed was neatly mated, and the sword of the junior brother above the bed was gone.

Could it be that the practice went, usually the junior and younger disciples would not make the bed neatly when they practiced, and when I looked at it again, the other places did not move, hey, there was a letter pressed under the teacup on the table. Yan Weiran took away the teacup and took out the letter.

The front of the envelope reads:

Master Qing respects the front collection

Shen Lang is not a fool

Yan Weiran saw that the envelope was written on the master, and he didn't dare to open it.

So he took the letter and rushed to the master's bedroom, he knocked lightly twice, but did not hear a response, called the master twice, and no one answered, thinking that it was strange today, the junior brother was gone, and the master was gone.

It is impossible for the two to be together, if they are together, it is impossible for the junior brother to write to the master, and the master must get up in the morning to practice.

Don't worry, Yan Weiran pushed the door, the door was not bolted, it opened as soon as he pushed it, the master was not in the house, the quilt was just casually lifted on the bed, and the sword above the bed was not there, the master must have gone up the mountain to practice.

Thinking of this, Yan Weiran ran up the mountain with the envelope. The master really practiced in the back mountain, just after a section of practice, looking into the distance, practicing eyesight.

"Master, master. As soon as Yan Weiran saw the master, he shouted to the master.

"What's the matter, making you run out of breath?" asked Qing Xinzi when she heard the shouts of her apprentice.

"Master, my brother is gone, here is a letter from him to you. ”

Yan Weiran ran forward and handed the letter to Qing Xinzi. Qing Xinzi glanced at the cover, then tore open the envelope, and saw that it read:

"Master in front of you:

Wan Fu Jin'an! Unscrupulous disciples, new troubles. The master is as kind to me as a mountain. Thinking of my master, on the edge of Shenshui, in the rainstorm, rescued me, carried me back to the snowy mountain, helped me walk, taught me to learn my tongue, gave me martial arts, led me to be a man, and was established.

This kind of kindness, being a cow and a horse, and making grass and rings, is difficult to repay. The hard-working master, for the sake of the snow-capped mountains, thrived, worked day and night, tirelessly, resulting in the body, qi and blood overdraft, and now he is infected with diseases and his condition is getting worse.

Incompetent disciples, their hearts seem to be burning, they are at a loss, they occasionally smell the South China Sea, there is an elixir, I want to seek it, and I do my best. I also hope that Master, Duoduo Haihan, you often teach me earnestly:

"Three points are destined, seven points rely on hard work", "luck can't wait, can't come, only fight will come", I also believe that "only fight, luck comes", luck and hard work together.

It is a great honor to be able to bear some difficulties for the master, and if it can succeed, it is even more exciting, but if the teacher is kind, he is one in ten thousand.

I have set off, I hope that the master will take care of his body, and I hope that my snow mountain will be prosperous like a tide, please also tell my senior brother that the heavy responsibility of the snow mountain faction has been on his shoulders, although the burden is heavy, only go all out and swear to repay the teacher's kindness.

The disciple knocks again, I wish the master good health, the senior brother and the junior disciples to improve their martial arts, and our sect to prosper.

Unscrupulous disciple Shen Lang

Same day"