Xiao Yun and Nangong Aolan expressed their gratitude again, and the three of them chatted about some interesting things on weekdays together, seeing that it was almost time, Nangong Aolan got up and said goodbye to Linghu Yusheng: "Uncle Linghu, it's not too early now, and in a while, the heads of the major factions should come one by one. ”

Linghu Yusheng looked at the time, and said to Nangong Aolan: "It's all here, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Stay here for a while, maybe your Aunt Han will come back in a while, if you miss it like this, Madame, she will have to blame me again." In this way, Nangong niece, you go to the inner room for tea first, it's a big deal to wait for me and your Senior Brother Xiao to finish here, and you two go back together, what do you think?"

Xiao Yun also said on the side: "It's a big night, come with me, and naturally you have to go back with me, you stay here for a while, if Aunt Han comes back early, you might as well have a good conversation with her, and when the Qingmei discussion is over, return to the inn together." ”

Nangong Aolan thought about it, if the senior brother encountered any difficulties, he would have to stay here to take care of him, so he nodded and agreed, and Ling Hu Yusheng beckoned, and a disciple of the Wuyue Sword Sect had already come and brought Nangong Aolai into the inner room to rest.

After Nangong Aolan left, Linghu Yusheng said to Xiao Yun: "Senior nephew Xiao, time is not leaving, why don't we go to the main hall together and wait for the arrival of the other eight masters?"

Xiao Yun got up and agreed, and said, "The nephew is still young, and he is honestly afraid, and it all depends on the arrangement of the uncle. ”

"It's okay, don't be too nervous, this so-called Qingmei discussion, said it was a meeting, but it was a good debt, it was nothing more than a few old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time, and everyone was chatting together. Of course, the old guy mentioned here does not include the virtuous nephew and Zixi. Ling Hu Yusheng said as he walked towards the main hall with Xiao Yun and said, "The sun and the moon have passed, and now the virtuous nephew and Zixi's child have also become big people in their own right, it seems that we old guys are one step closer to the day of retiring to the rivers and lakes and returning to the countryside." ”

Xiao Yun said: "Uncle Shi is laughing again, as far as Uncle Shi's current demeanor is concerned, not to mention more, in the next twenty years, it is estimated that the rivers and lakes will still be headed by the leader of the Linghu Alliance." ”

Ling Hu Yusheng laughed and said: "In any case, this future rivers and lakes will always be the rivers and lakes of Qiming, Zixi and virtuous nephews, who are rookies and dragons and phoenixes, what we have to do is to pass on a better martial arts to you in a limited time." ”

During the conversation between the two, they came to the central hall of this plum village, only to see that although the main hall was grand and wide, it seemed a little empty at this time, because there was no furniture decoration at all, only a long table under the four-character plaque of "Wuyue Lonely Plum" in front of him, and a chair was placed on the main seat, and the remaining nine were placed in turn about each other.

Xiao Yun saw that people in this Meizhuang were coming and going, and there were disciples of the Wuyue Sword Sect everywhere to guard and receive them, but now that he was here, not only did this table and ten chairs seem very simple, but he also didn't see a single disciple waiting here.

However, there are not only ten chairs at this table in this room, but there is also a pot of tea and a set of high-quality purple sand tea sets on the table, so Hu Yusheng came to the table, poured a cup of tea for the fifth place on the right, and said: "Virtuous nephew, this is the best 'cloud fairy green' is extremely rare, compared to the taste of this West Lake Longjing, but there is an extra layer of bitterness in the aftertaste, I don't know the habit of the master and nephew to drink." ”

Xiao Yun sat on the fifth chair on the left, picked up the cup, tasted the tea, and only heard Linghu Yusheng say: "This lonely plum hall is the official place of the Meizhuang Conference every year, and the one on the sixteenth of this year is also held here, and then it will naturally arrange the seats one by one according to the guests present, but there are only ten of us tonight, and the many tables and chairs will inevitably seem messy, so I have already asked the disciples to clean up the place, and here and tonight, there is no one else, and there is no extra space, so there are only representatives of our ten factions." ”

Xiao Yun tasted this tea for the first time and felt that there was no taste, it seemed to have a faint licorice sweetness, and before he tasted it carefully, this sweetness flashed and disappeared on the tip of his lips and tongue, and after careful exploration, he felt a bitter aftertaste, but the sweetness seemed to have lingered in his heart, and people couldn't help but try the second sip again, looking for the sweetness that disappeared.

"Can't ask for it, but you have to ask for it again and again? Xiao Yun thought suddenly. In fact, it's not just tea, everyone in this martial arts, from the Linghu Alliance master in front of you to the ordinary shrimp in the rivers and lakes, isn't it the same?

"This top master position must be Uncle Linghu's seat. Xiao Yun said, and also got up and poured a cup of cloud mist fairy green on the cup in front of the main seat.

"This arrangement of all the work positions, naturally up and down I, the initiator, to take on the responsibility. Linghu Yusheng said, "The four positions on the right are Senior Brother Songshan Wang, Senior Brother Taishan Mu, Senior Brother Hengshan Mo and Hengshan Yuzhao Shitai; ”

Xiao Yun said: "It's okay, it's okay, Uncle Shi's arrangement is very reasonable." Xiao Yun said this, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "If the master is still alive, not to mention more, this second position, his old man must be sitting firmly." ”

"Uncle Linghu, I heard that Sister Xing was taken by Senior Aunt Han to meet some martial arts seniors?" At this time, a young man's voice came from outside the door, the person who came was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, dressed in a yellow shirt, and seemed to be very close to Linghu Yusheng's family when he spoke, and he didn't see any life at all.

"Head Yang is here, he didn't greet me as an elder first, but asked about this child first, Master Yang, but he looked down on me Huashan. Ling Hu Yusheng said this, but his tone was very light and happy.

The person who came is now the head of Kongtong Yang Zixi, he has been a pair of children with Linghu Yusheng since he was a child, Linghu Qiming and Linghu Xingjie are good friends, and they come and go a lot on weekdays.

I thought I should be the first to arrive, but I didn't expect Senior Brother Xiao to come so early, but it seemed that I was a little lazy. Yang Zixi said and said hello to Xiao Yun.

"Senior Brother Yang has thought about it a lot, he has nothing to do, and he and Aunt Han haven't seen each other for many days, so he just wants to come and gossip. Xiao Yun replied respectfully.

Linghu Yusheng pulled away the chair on Xiao Yun's left and said, "Come on, Zixi sit, you two are among the best in the younger generation, and you are close to each other." Speaking of which, the reasons for your early arrival are similar, one is to find the little woman in my family, and the other is to visit the little woman and her mother, but unfortunately they both missed it, so I can only make do with my uncle at this time. ”

Yang Zixi was not a reserved person, as soon as he came, there seemed to be a lot of voices in this empty hall.

Not long after, the other four heads of the Wuyue Sword Sect had also arrived, and the abbot of the Broken Anger and the Master of Wuhui also walked into the Gumei Hall together.

These martial arts seniors in front of him, Xiao Yun has more or less talked about them before, but now his identity is different, he represents Wudang and these people on an equal footing, talking at the same table, there is still some pressure in his heart.

I saw that the predecessors of Hengshan Mogui were dressed as rich businessmen, but they couldn't see a trace of grandmaster style; Taishan Mu Qixing Dao Chief was as his name suggested, looking like a fairy wind Dao bone, but there were some incomprehensible digital graphics painted on the robe; Wang Qian's uncle of Songshan looked very majestic, and after he arrived, Yang Zixi unconsciously lowered his voice; compared to him, Hengshan's Yuzhao Master was much more amiable, and I heard the sixth brother once say that this Yuzhao master was not only martial arts, but also first-class in the apricot forest。

The recognition of the abbot is extremely high, but the two long eyebrows are one black and one white, Xiao Yun had heard Ling Muyu say before, this is caused by the cultivation of advanced Zen skills in Buddhism, or it is related to the word "withering and glory". As for the Wuhui master, he met ten years ago, and at that time, the head of Emei was still Cheng Yuxi's master Wuwei Shenni. This Wuhui Shitai looks shrewd. On the contrary, it seems to be less detached from the outside of things.

At this time, in the huge Gumei Hall, although there were only nine people including Hu Yusheng, compared to when Xiao Yun came before, it was already much more lively, and these people present were all old friends who had admired the name for a long time or had been friends for many years. Gathering here at this time, it seems that Yang Zixi and Xiao Yun are a little out of place.

"Anyway, Yun Yi, that old guy, hasn't he been walking around the rivers and lakes in the past few years, and his legs and feet have become unfavorable, what time has it been? In my opinion, if he has a rope on his legs, tell me, and I will carry him over when I come. "The one who spoke was the master of the Hengshan faction, and I heard that he had met and intersected with the Yunyi gang leader twenty years ago, so he didn't have any scruples when he spoke.

"If you, the old turtle, want to be the old man's mount so much, it will be over in a while, and you will carry the old man back, and I have no opinion. A loud voice came, but it shook Xiao Yun's ears and buzzed a little.

Ten years ago, the beggar gang was attended by the elders of the gang to participate in the Meizhuang Conference, and then there was the incident of the Ferris League, and there was very little news of the Yunyi gang walking in the martial arts.

Xiao Yun looked intently, and saw a thin old man in his fifties walking forward, although he was not very tall, but he looked very imposing, "I originally heard that the beggar gang was beaten by the Sky League before, and I thought that this cloud gang leader was not a hero, but now it seems that it is much more heroic than imagined." ”

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