There were many people waiting for Wu Shanhe, so Wu Shanhe went.

It didn't take much time for him to leave from Wenjianping and go to the mountain road, but during this period of time, Meng Jin had already separated the crowd and walked towards the back mountain, and the road to the back mountain and the road down the mountain were the same road, so he would meet Wu Shanhe later.

Many disciples followed behind Meng Jin, although they didn't know that Wu Shanhe would go down the mountain, but they just followed.

But what is going to come will not come after all.

Wu Shanhe, who soon went down the mountain, met with Meng Jin who was walking on the mountain road.

This was the third meeting between the two Sword Mountain Masters in addition to the time when they went up the mountain and the previous time in the cave.

The third time we met, it was on the mountain road, there were sword trees on both sides of the mountain road, at this moment the sky light had illuminated the entire sword mountain, when the breeze blew, it was still a little cool, looking at this look, it seemed that it was about to enter winter again.

Autumn days are short, winter days are not long.

In the monk's opinion, in fact, whether it is spring, summer, autumn or winter, it is only a very short time, and it passes in the blink of an eye.

Wu Shanhe stood on the top of the mountain road and saluted Meng Jin seriously, "The ancestor made a move today, and Shanhe is grateful." ”

Meng Jin didn't speak, just glanced at Wu Shanhe.

Wu Shanhe straightened up, looked at the disciples behind Meng Jin, and then said, "Master, please wait for a while." ”

Meng Jin really stood still and never left again.

Wu Shanhe raised his head, looked at the disciples in the distance, and asked calmly, "What do you have to say?"

There was silence on the mountain road, and they had something to say, it was nothing more than that you Wu Shanhe was not suitable to be the head of this Sword Mountain, and asked you to give up the position of head of the sect, but when you asked like this, people suddenly felt that you had something to do.

In that case, who would dare to say anything.

It's just that the situation is already like this, and naturally it is impossible for no one to speak.

"Palm, the disciple secretly thinks that today's battle of the old Zhangjiao has already shown that now this Sword Mountain is afraid that the old Zhangjiao is more suitable to be the Zhangjiao of this Sword Mountain, if the Zhangjiao understands the reason, he should give up the position of the Zhangjiao of this Jianshan Sect, this is the best arrangement for the Zhangjiao to the Jianshan. ”

The man was not very old, just a teenager, but when he said this, many people nodded their heads, thinking that what he said made perfect sense.

Wu Shanhe had many people who were reluctant to teach Jianshan from the very beginning, but they were all suppressed because of Sheng Jing before, but now, Sheng Jing is dead, and the entire Jianshan can no longer find a more suitable candidate than Meng Jin, so Wu Shanhe's problem has been turned over again.

The realm is not enough, the people are too young, and they don't have much contribution to Jianshan, all of which are Wu Shanhe's problems.

These are the reasons why they think that Wu Shanhe can't be the head of Sword Mountain.

Wu Shanhe looked at these mountain disciples and said calmly: "You all think that I shouldn't be the head of this Sword Mountain, so you are going to come to the palace today." ”

"Do you know that in the history of Sword Mountain, there has never been such a situation, and there has never been a Sword Mountain Sect Leader who has been forced to hand over Sword Mountain. ”

Wu Shanhe said: "This sword mountain was handed over to me by my ancestors, and if you want me to hand it over, do you think it is very natural?"

When Wu Shanhe said these words, he looked a little helpless, and felt a little sarcastic.

A sword mountain master, being forced to be like this, is actually very sad.

Wu Shanhe looked at them, and they were also looking at him, neither of them spoke, and they all knew what they were thinking in their eyes.

They wanted Wu Shanhe to hand over the position of Sword Mountain Sect Leader, and Wu Shanhe asked them if they really wanted to do so.

Wu Shanhe retracted his gaze, fell on Meng Jin's body, and asked calmly: "Shizu was originally the person with the highest realm on this mountain, and it is understandable to say that he wants to be the head of Sword Mountain, but after all, this Sword Mountain is mine, not what Shizu wants me to give, but Shanhe wants to ask Shizu here a word, does it have to be this Sword Mountain." ”

Wu Shanhe's voice was very low, and only he and Meng Jin could hear it.

Meng Jin was silent for a moment, but still spoke: "Since this is the case, you can retreat." ”

This is Meng Jin's attitude, this is the first time he has shown his attitude from the mountain to now, this is to make things clear.

In fact, there is no difference between clear and unclear things, and in the end, someone needs to solve it.

Wu Shanhe stood at a high place, Meng Jin stood at a low place, Meng Jin took a step forward, and Wu Shanhe was forced to take a step down.

Beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead, and a subtle sword aura had already appeared on the mountain road.

This is the power of the climbing swordsman, which is not comparable to ordinary people, not to mention that Meng Jin is also one of the most remarkable existences among the climbing swordsmen.

Wu Shanhe gritted his teeth and said: "I can give everything else that the ancestor wants, but I don't give it to the Sword Mountain, not to mention that this Sword Mountain is given to the ancestor, and it may not fall into anyone's hands, so I don't give it." ”

Wu Shanhe raised his head and was about to say something, when another voice sounded on the mountain road, "I don't know what you guys are doing here." ”

This voice is very lazy, and people feel powerless when they listen to it, just like the owner of that voice, and they know what kind of person he is when they listen to it.

Many people's eyes were on the owner of the voice, it was a sloppy middle-aged man, he stood on the side of the mountain road, looked at these swordsmen, and said calmly: "I don't know what you are gathering here for, to force the palace?"

The person who came was Chen Sheng.

Everyone knew him, because he was the uncle of the mountain, and he was in charge of the rules of the mountain, although he had not been in charge of the rules for a long time before.

But now that he is here, no one can despise him, and from another point of view, Chen Sheng is the last person on this mountain except for Wu Shanhe and Meng Jin, he is the disciple of the previous generation of the master, and he is the uncle of Wu Shanhe, he could have been the master, but he was unwilling.

Now that he's out, everyone wants to know what he's going to say and do after that.

So everyone looked at him.

Chen Sheng said calmly: "I want you to leave here now, if you don't listen to me, it will be handled by the mountain rules." ”

He didn't say anything meaningless, he didn't come here to talk at length, but he used his position as the commander to get them to leave.

His words soon caused a commotion here, and soon many voices appeared.

"Uncle Lawyer, there is something on this mountain now, how can you let us leave, even if you are Uncle Lawyer, you can't be unreasonable. ”

This is the voice of most of the three generations of disciples.

Chen Sheng looked at them and asked again: "Since you want me to be reasonable, then are you reasonable?

Chen Sheng's words sound a little reasonable, but they are fundamentally untenable, any of them elected the head of the sect because Wu Shanhe is not suitable to be the head of this sword mountain, not because of other things, and he let them leave, which is an unreasonable thing in itself, so no one will listen to him.

Chen Sheng looked at them and said again: "I am not a reasonable person, if you don't listen to me, I will compare with you with a sword." ”

Chen Sheng is a swordsman in the Spring and Autumn Realm, his sword is the first class in the world, except for Meng Jin's realm on this mountain, which is higher than him, other people, whether it is the realm or the way of the sword, are not as good as Chen Sheng, even if it is in the same realm, Chen Sheng will not lose, so he has confidence.

This is where his confidence comes from.

As Chen Sheng spoke, many of the third-generation disciples began to retreat, and some of the disciples who had already felt that today's matter was wrong even felt that this was the best choice.

But there were still many people who wanted to push this matter, they stood in the crowd, and soon spoke: "Chen Zhanglu, the sword can't convince the public, even if it can, Chen Zhanglu is not the strongest one, since it is not, it is not a person who can speak." ”

The implication of this sentence is very clear, if you want them to be convinced, you need to be strong enough.

Chen Sheng is very strong, he even used the Spring and Autumn Realm to fight against some monks who climbed the building, but in the end, he was still a monk in the Spring and Autumn Realm, and compared to Meng Jin, it was still not enough.

Now that everything has been said and done, Meng Jin needs to make a statement in the end.

Meng Jin didn't speak, but things have come to this point, and he can't do it if he doesn't speak.

Meng Jin seemed to be very laborious and said, "Xiao Sheng." ”

It's a familiar name.

When Chen Sheng worshiped under Xu Lianmen, except for Xie Lu, he was the youngest, so many people called him Xiaosheng, but Meng Jin never called him.

Meng Jin is not a person who likes to talk to juniors more.

Chen Sheng turned his head, looked at the master standing on the mountain road, was silent for a moment, and asked seriously, "Does the master have to be the master of this Sword Mountain?"

Meng Jin didn't dodge this question, and quickly said: "Whether it's on the mountain or under the mountain, people need to stand in a position that suits them, otherwise it will be harmful to everyone." ”

Chen Sheng sighed, and he understood.

"I am the master of Jianshan, I said, the ancestral system cannot be changed, the master wants to be the master, no, who doesn't want to, give me a sword, kill me and say something else. ”

Chen Sheng has a very strange temper, but he is more stubborn.

But this stubbornness may not be a bad thing now, at least today.

He looked at those who wanted to speak, and said calmly: "There are rules on the mountain, and no one can listen to them." ”

After saying this, he was not ready to speak again.

On the contrary, Wu Shanhe spoke again, "I am the head of Jianshan, I won't let it, and no one can rob it." ”

All of a sudden, the situation became very strange.

Meng Jin glanced at those disciples, then at Wu Shanhe and Chen Sheng, and then said, "They are all stubborn children, exactly the same as Xu Lian." ”

Meng Jin shook his head and said: "But the sword mountain is in your hands, it's really not good, after a hundred years, this sword mountain will become stinky and hard." ”

"I'm not here then, I can't wash it, so I might as well wash it now. ”