Sancai Sword is not a cultivation sect, although the master in a sect has any requirements for the disciples, and the master itself is not allowed to bargain, but a qualified master will not have unreasonable requirements for the disciples, especially the office in the door, if the spiritual cultivation is not good, it will not let the disciples take on it at will. Updates are the fastest

Sancai Sword does not have these concerns, the position of the four pavilion masters has been completely reduced to the price used by the sword leader himself to attract power, and it is a tool to play with power, if he can remove the manpower, the sword head does not mind pulling down some incompetent old men who have been in high positions for a long time, and supporting people who are only loyal to themselves.

In addition to the head of the sword, the Sancai Sword also set up four pavilion masters, Dongqingnan, Zhuxi, Baibeixuan, each with its own position and division of labor. For example, the main beast of the Dongqing Pavilion is the main beast, and the main torture is chased and killed; the main Jiuying of the Nanzhu Pavilion is responsible for the collection of espionage reports in various places, as well as providing goods and materials for the operation of the Sancai Sword in various places; the main brother of the Xibai Pavilion, Langqin, is responsible for planning various assassination operations, and is the brainchild of the Sancai Sword, and this time he is also the first to discover that there may be spies in the organization.

As for Fu Bo, the lord of the Northern Xuan Pavilion, he is responsible for sitting at the helm on weekdays, and in terms of seniority, he may be the person with the highest status among the three swords, and he is in the same vein as the three swords in the past.

In the early years, the Sancai Sword was not as mixed as it is today, and the members were from different backgrounds, but after several important assassination operations, the first batch of Sancai Sword Elders were damaged one after another, and the organizational structure was difficult to maintain.

The sword leader's action was very direct, without any drag, and directly called the three pavilion masters to discuss secretly, asking Fu Bo to remove the Beixuan Pavilion master, and prepare to go to the Central Plains to rebuild various stations and liaisons.

Fauber was a short, thin, bronzed old man with curled white eyebrows, eyes drooping as if he could never lift them, and he sat under the eaves and smoked with a cigarette stick.

The world has changed, and when a new person comes, he is about to drive the old man away, and Fu Bo looked at the several people in front of him taking advantage of the situation, but his tone was not a little frightened.

The head of the sword stepped forward, patted his chest and said: Fu Bo, there is a saying in the market, the new year and the new atmosphere, I have recently been in charge of the Sancai Sword, and I am intending to establish a new Ding Ge, Fu Bo is the predecessor of the elder, where will I catch up with the current Sancai Sword has been repeatedly hit, I hope that Fu Bo can go out of the mountain to cook, instead of just wasting Chen Guang in the general rudder.

It's a nice thing to say, your kid used to say that Fubo, who commented on the story, didn't move.

The sword head smiled shyly, like a big child: Oh, Fu Bo, you look up to me too much, where do I understand this, some superficial truths, Fu Bo, your old man will not understand, right

At that time, our senior brother Fu Lushou was three, the second died between the waves of the East China Sea, and the third died in order to fight back, and they all happened to die in the hands of the clouds, and I also thought about how to avenge this in this life. Fu Bo sighed and said: It's a pity that the clouds are people who come with the luck of heaven and earth, don't say that the realm of cultivation has long been unattainable, even if you have the intention of killing, it is absolutely impossible, this period of quiet days, I am also disheartened, I just want to hide in the helm and enjoy the rest of my life, but I still refuse to let me go.

As an assassin, he was named Fu Lushou, which is speculative. These three veteran figures of the Sancai Sword, Lu Bo participated in the interception and killing of Qi Dezhong in the East China Sea and was killed by Yunxiao, while Shou Bo was the former Sancai Sword Leader, who was invited by the Heavenly Master Zhang Yingchang to deal with Yunxiao, but was forced into desperation by Yunxiao.

Now the remaining Fu Bo is not outstanding among the three elders, especially the hidden assassination is not as good as the two initiates, but his cultivation is also unfathomable.

It can be said that the existence of Fu Bo in a sense represents the three talents of the past, although he is stationed at the helm on weekdays, but there are many assassin disciples from his guidance, if he is not transferred, the head of the sword will always have a grudge.

Yunxiao is too powerful, I'm afraid I have to ask Lord Fuzun to go out in person. The head of the sword spread his hands and said: But we are not useless, now that the Northern Expedition of the Immortal Army is in the limelight, the Central Plains is trapped again, and the old and new order alternately, it is where our Sancai Sword is used. Fu Bo is scheming, and it is time to contribute.

Fu Bo slowly raised his eyes, the divine light in his eyes did not emanate, and he moved slightly to the Taoist priest who only showed half of his body behind the head of the sword, and the cigarette stick raised slightly and asked: You are going to let him replace me

The sword head nodded and said: Fu Bo's status is irreplaceable, and the Lord of the Northern Xuan Pavilion is condescending.

All right. Fu Bo stood up slowly, and the cigarette stick tapped on the sole of his shoe, I think you also know the rules, the position of the pavilion master of the Sancai Sword is not something that anyone can sit on, and if you want me to give up, you have to be able to take on this kid.

The sword head frowned slightly, and then soothed: That's right, this is the Sancai sword, if you don't convince the public, what is the use of Tianbo to stay, you can ask Fubo seniors for advice.

The Taoist priest who was called Tianbo stepped forward tremblingly and respectfully bowed his hand to Fu Bo.

Sneered Fu Bo couldn t help but smile: What is this, you have been in the sect for a long time, and you are still saluting, you are really a person with three swords

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Okay, don't talk nonsense, Fu Bo interrupted: As an assassin, you should be ready for battle all the time, the real danger will not come according to your thoughts, just by your performance, you don't know how many times you will die when you step forward.

The Tianbo Dao people were ashamed and silent, and they didn't dare to turn around and ask the sword head for help, so they had to face Fu Bo hard.

Fu Bo's cigarette stick was quiet with a low breath, his figure disappeared on the spot, Tianbo Daoist was slightly frightened, Fu Bo had already appeared behind him, the cigarette stick was like a spike to the back of the Taoist's neck, at this time, the dust behind the Taoist's shoulders moved by itself, and countless white silk flew up and wrapped around the cigarette stick.

The white silk climbed up, and wanted to wrap around Fu Bo's arm, the old man turned over in the air, and lifted the weight like light into softness, and lifted the Tianbo Dao people and the dust all away.

Fu Bo has the ability to fly, his short and thin body is free in the air, and he immediately flies and makes up for it, not only to make the Taoist completely regret his arrogant actions, but also to strike a blow to Liwei, so that these younger generations can see the real ability.

Just as Fu Bo rushed up and put a palm on the back of the Taoist, he felt that the strong force that could penetrate the flesh hit a thick piece of cotton, and the power that was eliminated poured along the body of the Taoist to the dust, and countless white silk was as straight as a needle, barbed back, and went straight to the door of Fu Bo's face.

Fu Bo avoided it for a while, and the white silk steel needle only scraped the pinna, and he was about to praise his ruthless hand again, but there was a huge force on his back, which made his eyes black. To be continued.

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