Mo Lengyan saw Tang Ling's lonely look on his face, and hurriedly stepped forward to fill the wine glass in Tang Ling's hand. Although the ecstasy of recognizing the master is still there, the prestige that has been passed down for a hundred years and the respect that has accumulated in his heart for many years still makes him tremble like a child who has just entered the hall.

Drinking all the wine in the cup that had just been filled, Tang Ling looked up at the starry sky, his young face was full of loneliness and vicissitudes: "I don't know how your other senior brothers and sisters are doing now...... How many people are still alive?"

Yin Bingxin hurriedly replied: "Not counting the two of us, since the establishment of the Blood Sea, a total of fourteen senior brothers and sisters in the Second Hall of Wild Waves and Heavy Rain have received your guidance, and now only the three senior brothers Li Changhe, Qin Poyan and Huang Kaiming are still serving as elders in the Blood Sea Power Palace, and the rest of the senior brothers and sisters have already passed away." ”

Hearing this, Tang Ling playfully played with the empty wine glass in his hand, chewing the three names carefully: "Qin Poyan and Huang Kaiming are the former hall masters of the Second Hall of Wild Waves and Heavy Rain. If I am not mistaken, like you, they took office before the age of thirty, and lasted thirty years, during which they wreaked havoc on all hostile forces with violent means. It was only when they entered the Hall of Power five years ago that they passed on the position of Hall Master to you, and restored their original name. And that Li Changhe...... When he was in charge of the Wild Waves Hall, he made a name for himself in the Blood Sea with a set of wave-breaking palms, and once assisted Li Longji to defeat more than 1,000 palace guards single-handedly, so that the members of the Blood Sea could capture Zhang Yizhi's brother and force Empress Wu Zetian to abdicate. Li Longji can now sit firmly in the dragon chair, he can be said to have made great contributions, and today, I think he is also 90 years old. ”

Tang Ling expounded the experiences and lives of the three people word by word, but Mo Lengyan and Yin Bingxin were surprised when they listened, and Mo Lengyan couldn't help but ask, "Master, how many senior brothers do you remember?"

"Their story was already known in the streets back then, and it is not surprising that I know it. There are six people who have been the masters of the two halls of Wild Waves and Heavy Rain, and five who have died in a struggle with other forces, plus the five of you, they are my sixteen disciples. ”

still had a calm tone, but in front of Mo Lengyan and Yin Bingxin, he couldn't hide the embarrassment and helplessness. Since bidding farewell to Li Shimin and Cheng Yanjin that year, except for Yun'er and the sixteen disciples, Tang Ling has rarely had a direct relationship with mortals. However, time flies, mortals will finally settle into the earth one day, for Tang Ling, although the death of the deceased is not a new thing, but the feeling of sadness will inevitably emerge after all, therefore, this time I came to Luoyang, in addition to temporarily entrusting Yun'er to the care of the sea of blood, it is to further understand the current situation of several disciples.

The sigh and helplessness flashed away, Tang Ling's tone changed, and he already added a bit of nostalgia, and asked Mo Lengyan and Yin Bingxin: "How are those three people doing now? Your newly established Hall of Power seems to be different from the Second Hall of Wild Waves and Heavy Rain, focusing only on the internal work of the Sea of Blood, and I rarely know about their current situation—why did you newly establish this so-called Hall of Power?"

"Although Senior Brother Li Changhe is nearly ninety years old, his body is still strong, and now he is also the Supreme Elder in the Hall of Power, in charge of affairs related to the imperial court, while the two senior brothers, Qin Poyan and Huang Kaiming, have set up another Wentian Pavilion in the Hall of Authority, specifically collecting the latest intelligence information of the major forces. Mo Lengyan replied, "Since we intervened and quelled the rebellion of Zhang Yizhi's brothers, our relationship with the imperial court has surfaced, and our contact with the imperial court has become frequent. ”

Tang Ling was originally looking up and drinking a cup that had just been filled, but when he heard the word "Sea Lord", he suddenly squirted out all the wine in his mouth, and it seemed that he was choked by this title.

"Sea Lord, Lord of the Blood Sea, do you still use that title now?"

While wiping the remaining wine droplets from the corners of his mouth, Tang Ling asked in disbelief. Mo Lengyan and Yin Bingxin were puzzled by his embarrassment, and Yin Bingxin asked with a little curiosity: "This title has been used since Lu Guogong took office, I don't know why you are surprised, Master?"

Holding his forehead and sighing, Yun'er made it difficult in every way, and Tang Ling had never encountered such a helpless time. After a long time, he spit out a sentence: "Cheng Biting Jin, a dead fat man, can harm future generations for hundreds of years just by virtue of his naming skills, and he still calls himself a 'sea lord', and people who don't know will probably think that he is some kind of sea overlord." ”

Leng Yan Bingxin rarely sighed in unison: "The old sea lord's thinking is indeed unique. ”

"What's so different? It's just that it's just troublesome, and I just recited a name as the name of the organization-" Tang Ling suddenly stopped talking, turned around and shouted in the direction of his room, "Come out quickly, you always lie by the door and eavesdrop, don't you feel tired?"

The door opened, and Yun'er, who had just rushed into the room because of shyness, reluctantly kicked small steps at this time, and walked out of the room, looking extremely dissatisfied, after returning to Tang Ling's side, she muttered, "I just want to hear what you guys talk about." ”

Then he couldn't help himself and kept eavesdropping by the door. ”

The little hand was raised, and he slapped Tang Ling on the back with a "snap", protesting against his stubble: "I hate it, I can't hide anything from you." Then, Yun'er still sat down at the stone table with great reluctance.

Tang Ling was full of pride: "I can't find out even this, do I dare to be your husband?"

In between these words, Tang Ling had already changed several positions in front of the three of them, just to avoid Yun'er's little hand raised again.

Yun'er, whose face was flushed, pointed to the chair in front of her, and said infinitely close to an order: "Sit down!"

"Obey ......"

With a long tone of response, Tang Ling took a seat.

"Smack!"

It was the sound of the palm slapping on the back again, but this obviously non-lethal slap caused Tang Ling to grin with "pain".

The two disciples hurriedly suppressed a smile that had not yet sprouted, and their instincts told them that something similar was about to follow.

Eating Yun'er's slap, although there was a bit of suspicion of pretending, Tang Ling still needed a long time to recover, and the first sentence he said to Mo Lengyan and Yin Bingxin: "I guess your understanding of the dead fat man is still in the annals of history, right?"

The two nodded, and from Tang Ling's earlier words, it was not difficult for them to guess that the "dead fat man" was Lu Guogongcheng, who founded the Sea of Blood.

"Actually, you can roughly understand her as a petite version of the dead fat man-" Tang Ling unceremoniously pointed at Yun'er, who was still angry.

"Boom!"

A dull rattle came from the back of the head of a century-old legend. The abuser was rubbing her little fists with protruding muscles, and asked in an unusually "kind" tone, "Who did you just say is the 'petite version of the dead fat man'?"

Tang Ling pretended to be stupid: "Well, the weather is really good today, the sun is so bright......"

"Boom!"

A more dull blow.

"When will you be able to continue that small talk?"

"Then what do you want to hear?" Tang Ling turned his head, his face full of knowing everything and answering all questions.

"Then I want to know what kind of person Cheng Biting Jin was before. Yun'er raised her hand very actively to ask.

Tang Ling looked at Mo Lengyan and Yin Bingxin, who looked a little embarrassed: "What about you?"

The two of them were speechless for a while! After a long time, Mo Lengyan said in a slumped voice: "Master, talking about your elders like this is not what we should do......

"If the dead fat man is present, he will definitely beat you up as soon as possible, and then dismiss you from your post and investigate you, maybe you will kick the blood sea portal for this. Tang Ling glared back, "What he likes to show off the most in his life is his deeds back then, among which the establishment of the Blood Sea is his favorite thing to talk about—if you still think it's inappropriate, we can change the topic: Will Li Changhe's kid be like he did back then, and he will never leave his wine? I passed on his good wine back then." ”

This gossip made the two hall masters stunned for a moment, Li Changhe was addicted to alcohol, which was a well-known thing in the sea of blood, but it was rumored that before he took over as the hall master of the Wild Waves, he didn't drink at all. Why there is such a change, no one in the sea of blood knows, but I didn't expect it to be Tang Ling's teacher.

Among the two, Yin Bingxin and Li Changhe have a relatively close relationship, and under Li Changhe's infection, they gradually show signs of alcoholism. Hearing what Tang Ling said, she couldn't help but say to herself: "Then, if it's just about drinking, I'm afraid I have to call you 'Master'." ”

"Then you have to call the fat man 'Taishizu', because my good wine problem is caused by the fat man. Tang Ling's face was full of gossip, believing that at this moment, no one could connect him with the fierce opponent of hundreds of members of the underworld during the day, "Let me tell you another interesting thing: you shouldn't know yet, their old Cheng family still has a family rule, right?"

"What house rules?"

Including Yun'er, the three of them were full of curiosity. Tang Ling was obviously quite satisfied with this effect, recalling the scene when Cheng Biting Jin set the family rules, he couldn't help laughing to himself, making the three of them feel inexplicable, and for a long time, he pretended to mysteriously say the family rules of Cheng Biting Jin: "But all the men of the Cheng family, who can't drink at the age of twelve, will not be allowed to contact the family industry for life; Finally, he also added: I can't afford to lose this face!"

This is definitely earth-shattering news, the three of them only felt their heads roar after hearing it, and Yun'er asked in disbelief after a while: "What kind of family rule is this?

Tang Ling blinked his eyes and said various reasons: "It's just because he only thinks one thing: those who can't drink must not be heroic men, and his old Cheng family doesn't need those weak scholars to shine on the lintel." ”

"What kind of logic is this?" Hearing this, not only Yun'er, but also Mo Lengyan and Yin Bingxin were completely speechless.

"Casual, simple, this is the nature of the dead fat man. Tang Ling said, but there was a little nostalgia on his face, "It is precisely because of his casualness and simplicity that Li Shimin used him so much back then, and I will also become his best friend, so I will do my best to help him create this sea of blood." ”