The previous document said that the head of the eighty-one gates, Tong Jintong, the head of the eighty-one sect and the head of the "three masters of the martial arts", suddenly passed away, and all the sects participating in the martial arts conference were shocked. In the midst of the chaos, two figures flew onto the top of Haoran Pavilion.

One of them said loudly: "Fellow martial artists, please listen to me!" This person used his internal skills to speak, and his voice was shocking. It's not someone else, it's the "crazy master long-haired Taoist" Xue Zhulian!, and standing next to him is his senior brother Pudu.

Xue Zhulian shouted loudly: "Everyone, tell you a sad news, the old family teacher, Tong Lao, the disease relapsed just now, and he went to the west of the ......."

As soon as Snow Bamboo Lotus's voice fell, the entire Wuji Island suddenly became a mess. Some of the martial arts people who have received Tong Jin's kindness and righteousness kowtowed from afar, some wept bitterly, some whispered, and some talked a lot.

Seeing such chaos, Xue Zhulian used her internal strength again, and shouted loudly: "Fellow martial artists, please take a break from sorrow, before the death of my mentor immortal, I will leave a testament! Please listen!"

As soon as these words came out, the martial arts people below all lowered their voices, waiting for Xue Zhulian to announce Tong Jin's testament. Look at Xue Zhulian left and right, and shouted at Sikong Rui below: "Master's legacy, it's inappropriate for me to read it, Sikong Old Swordsman is the predecessor of the Lotus Authentic Sect, and according to the seniority, it is my master's peers, and it is most appropriate for you to read it." ”

"Poisonous Hand Maitreya" Sikong Rui was not polite when he heard it, nodded, and went to the top of Haoran Pavilion with an arrow step, stretched out his hand to take the silk silk in Xuezhulian's hand, shook it away and took a cursory look, frowned, turned around and glanced at Pudu and Xuezhulian, and then luck said: "Xuan, the head of the eighty-one gates, Tong Jin's legacy! When I was born in troubled times, I was fortunate to be a child, and I was supported by my teacher, and I worshiped the iceberg and entered Emei. After breaking into the rivers and lakes, there are many absurd acts, fortunately the same way in the martial arts wrong love, and won the position of the head of the eighty-one gates. Although he is the supreme martial arts, he has no skills, and he often feels ashamed. After the age of eighty, the old injuries are serious, and I can't sleep at night, but I am afraid that my life will not last long. After my death, the position of the head of the iceberg will be succeeded by my disciple Pudu, and the important place of the eighty-one doors will be changed back to Mount Emei; after my death, the head of the iceberg will be succeeded by my second disciple Xue Zhulian, and the third disciple can leave the iceberg after going to himself, go down the mountain and set up his own sect, and will not return to the two places of the iceberg and Emei for the rest of his life; after my death, if the eight major sects are not divided, Pudu can replace them. After I die, I shall not erect a monument, and after the body is cremated, it shall be scattered into the heavenly pool. Settle Tong Jin. ”

After Sikong Rui finished reading, he turned around to look at Pudu, suddenly bowed down and saluted, and said to Pudu: "See the chief of the eighty-one gates!"

Xue Zhulian also turned around and said to Pudu: "See the head of the eighty-one gates!"

His Excellency Haoran's people looked at each other, and few followed, after all, the position of the head of the eighty-one gates was not passed down from master to apprentice, but by the martial arts public, and Tong Jin's move was not in accordance with the rules.

When the following was discussing in a low voice, suddenly the Shaolin abbot "turned the world around and looked at the ten directions" Ouyang Zhonghui folded his hands and bowed down, shouting in his mouth: "See the chief of the eighty-one gates!" Behind him, the eight famous monks and Shaolin disciples also followed suit.

Shaolin had just finished seeing, and Zou Rui, who was "a gong town Jiuxiao", and Xiahou Ren, the "Baiyun Swordsman", also took the disciples of Bingshan and Emei to bow down one after another, saying, "See the chief of the eighty-one gates!"

As soon as the Emei Iceberg bowed, Guo Dada, the "Flying Bird Dao Chief" of the Lotus Sect, also said: "See the head of the eighty-one gates!" and bowed down with the Lotus disciples.

As soon as these people took the lead, they all said that they would see the chief gatekeeper, and Ren Feng also hurriedly glanced at Mu Zhongping and Zhanyuan, and the disciples of the Crystal Palace also saw Pudu and recognized the new chief gatekeeper.

At this time, a voice shouted: "Slow! I don't accept it!" The person who came suddenly arrived at His Excellency Haoran, and shouted at the top of the pavilion: "That testament is false!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was shocked, and they all turned their eyes to the person who came, seeing that this person was angry, and the sword in his right hand pointed to the top of the pavilion, it was none other than the "Golden Lantern Swordsman" Xia Suiliang!

Xia Suiliang shouted loudly: "I also met my master six days ago! My master had already written down his last words at that time, and I saw with my own eyes at that time, there was no candidate for the head of the sect, nor did there be any words for us to leave the iceberg!"

As soon as Xia Suiliang said this, everyone was in an uproar, and Xue Zhulian on the top of the pavilion shouted: "Bold! Xia Suiliang, are you trying to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors? You dare to question the teacher's testament? How can you, a disciple of three generations, be qualified to see the teacher's testament in person? It is clearly a lie!"

Xia Suiliang said loudly: "No! I have never lied, but I have seen the teachings of my ancestors......

"Shut up!" Xue Zhulian roared: "Are you questioning me and the chief of the gate......" "Okay, junior brother, don't blame Sui Liang for this matter," Pudu's face was very calm, no matter what reaction was below, his face was expressionless, and only then did he interrupt Xue Zhulian and slowly spoke: "Sui Liang, I believe that you have indeed seen the master's testament, but the two items you questioned were actually added when the master was dying." I saw it with my own eyes. ”

Xia Suiliang was stunned for a moment, stared at Pudu for a long time, and then muttered, "But...... However, I don't believe that the master will drive us down the mountain! I don't believe it!!"

At this time, Yu He came to Xia Suiliang's side like smoke and dust, and patted Xia Suiliang on the shoulder: "Suiliang, don't say more, don't go and inform our disciples and pack up!"

Xia Suiliang had tears in his eyes and shouted at Yu He: "Master, Master, the iceberg is our home......! Besides, it is not known whether this testament is true or not......"

"Nonsense!" Yu He waved his hand and slapped Xia Suiliang in the mouth, and Xia Suiliang turned around three times in place, and the corners of his mouth cracked and spat out a mouthful of blood. Yu He raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily: "You dare to question the Master's testament?

Xia Suiliang stomped his feet violently, and left Tianchi with a shake of his body, running all the way and disappearing. Yu He looked up at Pudu, and saw that Pudu was still indifferent, so Yu He sighed and said: "The little apprentice is offended, please forgive me!"

Pudu looked at Yu He and smiled slightly: "Sui Liang went up the mountain at the age of 12 and since then, the iceberg has been his home, and it is common sense for him to have such a reaction, I will not be angry." And Master's testament told you to go down the mountain, to be honest, I can't understand it. But it's hard to disobey the teacher's order, junior brother, I've suffered you. ”

"There are a lot of adults in the general gate, and the foolish brother admires them. Yu He bowed and said, "I will follow the instructions of the master, and then I can pack up and take my disciples down the mountain." ”

Pudu waved his hand: "Senior brother, don't worry, there are more than 100 disciples under your door, how can you just leave." Besides, you and my brother will keep filial piety for the teacher for three days. You don't have to be in a hurry, let the disciples prepare, and then go down the mountain in seven days. ”

"Obey the decree of the chief of the gate. Yu He bowed respectfully and turned to leave.

Pudu glanced at Yu He's back deeply, then sighed, and said loudly with all his skills: "All the martial arts colleagues, I, Pudu, am fortunate to have the support of everyone, and I am in the position of the head of the gate." should have exercised the power of the chief as soon as possible to help the martial arts colleagues. It's just that now the bones of the old family chief are not cold, and the iceberg faction and the Emei faction want to mourn for the family teacher Tong Laomen, and the funeral will be held three days later. Therefore, I hope that all the martial arts colleagues will stay for three more days, and the martial arts conference will continue after three days, what do you think?"

When Pudu said this, naturally no one would really not give face to the new head of the gate. What's more, the old family is old and new, and it is only right that the disciples of other people mourn the master first, so naturally no one objected. It is also a large number of people with great strength, and the huge iceberg sect Wuji Island has been arranged into a piece of Su Bai in just half an hour, and Haoran Pavilion has also been arranged into a mourning hall. Tong Jin had no children and no daughters, and the three disciples wore linen and filial piety as filial piety guards, and all sects and factions in the martial arts also came to pay homage to filial piety.

It was a long day of tossing and turning, and it was not until late in the evening that it was completely quiet. Only a group of disciples from the Emei Sect and the Iceberg Sect were left in the mourning hall, and the three major disciples knelt in the mourning hall to guard the spirit.

Seeing that there were no outsiders, Pudu stood up, pulled Xue Zhulian and Yu He up again, and said to the two: "Two junior brothers, you have also worked hard today, for my brother, I want to stay alone with my master for a while, and you should each go back to your own residence." ”

Xue Zhulian and Yu He looked at each other, and Yu He said, "Senior brother, let's accompany you." ”

"No, I want to be alone in the mourning hall. Pudu turned around and looked at Tong Jin's token and said, "I still want to talk to the master for a while." ”

Yu He wanted to say something, but was pulled by Xue Zhulian: "Senior brother, senior brother has not come to the iceberg for a long time, no better than us being by the master's side day and night." Now that the master has passed away as soon as he returns, you can let him be quiet for a while. ”

Yu He glanced at Pudu, then at Xue Zhulian, and then nodded. The two of them each greeted their disciples, and they withdrew from the mourning hall one after another, and the huge Haoran Pavilion was left alone.

Pudu knelt alone in front of Tong Jin's spirit, lowered his face, and did not move for a long time. Suddenly, he stood up, looked at Tong Jin's spirit card, and muttered, "Master, Master...... Do you see this situation now? haha, haha...... You saw it, didn't you? haha...... Ha ha...... Haha......"

Purdu suddenly burst into laughter, his chin trembling, like a madman, but with a hint of tears in his laughter. Crying and laughing, the whole person looks like a world-famous peerless swordsman, but like a madman.

In the midst of the wild laughter, Pudu suddenly stopped his laughter, and his body instantly arrived at the door of Haoran Pavilion like a ghost, and burst into a shout: "What person!"

An old monk walked in outside the door, clasped his hands together, and said to Mito: "Amitabha!

Pudu's eyes looked at the person like ten thousand years of ice, and snorted coldly: "The master gave me a ring knife that seems to be a demon extermination, but it is actually a demon blade that enters the demon, and now instead of killing the demon in my heart, I have finally become a demon ......."

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