Huashan grievances

The four of them talked upstairs all morning, and when they were about to eat, they saw a commotion outside, and heard someone giving orders that they couldn't stop saying, and they were constantly strengthening the village and the public arrangement, and someone came to challenge them.

Ximen Yunfei heard that his apricot eyes widened angrily, and he grabbed the Mohe sword and was about to go downstairs.

Ren Tianqi stretched out his hand to stop it, and said with a smile: "Master, I'm here, naturally it's not the sister's turn to make another move, just give me the sword." ”

Xiaoyun said with a smile: "That's it, the young lady is pregnant, and it is inconvenient to move more, so let the maid accompany the master to go down and have a look." Xiaowen is at home with Miss. ”

Ximen Yunfei thought about it and said with a smile: "Okay." ”

Ren Tianqi took Xiaoyun downstairs, walked out of the small courtyard, and ran to the hall with the crowd. Because everyone knows Xiaoyun, no one stops them.

The two squeezed into the crowd and into the hall. And he saw a large number of people sitting and standing in the hall. Ximen Qingyuan's expression was naturally still sitting behind the desk, and there were four young guards with swords behind him, all with bright eyes and sword handles in their hands. Two people were sitting together on both sides of the case, one was Zhang Danfeng, who was Beshengtian, and the other was a black-bearded man about forty years old. Tian Muzuo stood by the desk with a solemn expression. Ximen Hongyun stood aside with his hands down. There are two people sitting on the chair here, one is the head of the Huashan faction, and the other is an old man with white eyebrows with a white beard and hanging his chest. There were five swordsmen standing in a row behind him, and they were naturally disciples of the Huashan Sect in their attire.

Ren Tianqi looked at it and thought in his heart: It won't be the Huashan faction that came to settle the grievances, what is there in this Huashan faction that can impress the old man, or what is the killing vendetta.

Ren Tianqi didn't make a sound, followed Xiaoyun into the hall, and stood still beside Qingyuan at the west gate.

Everyone in the hall looked at Ren Tianqi, attracted by the mask on his face, puzzled, and exchanged ears.

Only Ximen Qingyuan saw the Mohe Sword in Ren Tianqi's hand, and he understood it in his heart, so he smiled and said: "What Gou Zhangmen said just now is very strong. Xi has always dared to do things. The respected master was indeed not killed by Xi, and Xi never thought that he wanted to get along with your faction, and whether he believed or did not believe in the sect listened to the honorable people; Mohe Sword is now famous and has a master, it is my Ximen Qingyuan!"

Gou Weili, who was on the opposite side with a blue face, snorted and sneered: "The Mohe Sword is the sword of the head of my Huashan faction in the past dynasties, and no one in the rivers and lakes knows about this matter!"

The man who was about forty years old sitting next to Ximen Qingyuan sneered: "The old man has never heard of it. Zhang Daxia, what about you?"

The man glanced at Zhang Danfeng from the desk. Zhang Danfeng shook his head. The man on the other side laughed maniacally.

Gou Weili slapped his thigh, stood up, pointed at the man, and said angrily: "The surname is Zong, don't think that in your fireworks alliance nest, my Huashan faction is afraid that you will not succeed." The kid surnamed Zhang is just a big man, how can he know the grievances and grievances on the rivers and lakes. But you are different, you and I have been to Shaolin, and the family teacher is wearing the Mohe sword!"

Zong Ruqi sneered: "Yes, I have been to Shaolin and participated in the Shaolin Seminar. But I just heard that after Shaolin talked about the Tao, you became the head of the Huashan faction on behalf of the teacher. Only the old man knows what is going on, and you naturally know better than anyone else what happened to the Lingshi!"

Gou Dazhang's face was blue and black, his face was bloody, and his eyes were about to burst out with anger.

The white-eyed old man next to him glanced at Gou Weili, coughed slightly, and said lightly: "The head of the dignified faction is so frivolous and irritable, no wonder it has attracted so many people." ”

Gou politely stopped talking and licked his lips dryly.

The white-eyed old man smiled: "The Ximen monk is bright and upright, and the old man deeply admires it. Since the monk Ximen confessed that the Mohe Sword is in your place, this is easy to do. The old man didn't ask anything else, he came with these Huashan disciples who were not in the current sect, just to welcome the return of the holy sword to the sect, and my Huashan faction did not mean to stir up the joy of the Ximen monks. ”

Ximen Qingyuan smiled and said: "It's okay to bring people to stir up peace, since the old man has announced that the world is willing to bear all the grievances of the rivers and lakes, he has to keep his word." I don't know what kind of welcome the Huashan faction is?"

The white-eyed old man smiled, got up and said, "As long as the Ximen layman is willing to cut his love, this sect will agree to any conditions, but please consider it more before the layman makes an offer." ”

Ximen Hongyun on the side stepped forward and sneered: "The old man is really not tired of talking, and he is not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue." What if I don't!"

The white-eyed old man turned his head sharply and sneered: "It's up to you, it's not worthy!"

Suddenly stretched out his right hand and slapped a palm on Ximen Hongyun's chest.

Ximen Hongyun did not dodge or dodge, snorted out his right hand and waved to greet him.

Ximen Qingyuan's eyes flashed, and there was nothing in an instant.

Zong Ruqi was furious, flew up, and struck the white-eyed old man with both palms.

The posture of the white-eyed old man did not change, and the two fingers of his left hand were like swords, pointing directly at Zong Ruqi's eyes.

"Bang", palms facing each other. Ximen Hongyun snorted, Tie Qing's face turned even paler, and his body shook slightly. The white-eyed old man did not move, closed his right hand, turned back with five fingers, and grabbed Zong Ru's back waist, and after his left foot, he slammed Ximen Hongyun.

Zong Ruqi sneered, shook his head and flashed his fingers, turned his palm into a grasp, cut the left hook and cut the right, and kicked the white eyebrows and yin with his right foot.

Ximen Hongyun got up with a little bit, grabbed the back of Bai Mei's neck with his right hand, and kicked Bai Mei with two feet.

All three of them are quick to shoot. The white-eyed old man was sandwiched by two masters, he was not in a hurry or irritated, he withdrew his palms and palms on top of each other, slammed three times and took the opponent's three feet, jumped away on the ground, closed his body and settled down, and his mind was calm. The two Xizong also did not step forward and returned to their original positions.

Ximen Qingyuan said with a smile: "All the guests who come are guests, and they are busy with their hands before they finish speaking, which is not my usual way of hospitality." However, Mr. Hu, Xi cannot conclude that the Mohe Sword is the use of the head of your faction based on the words of your faction alone, since it cannot be concluded that it is the thing of your faction, how can the things that Xi loves be shown to others at will? Moreover, the Mohe Sword is one of the three swords in the world, and everyone wants to get it, not that one person in Xi is greedy for it. Everyone wants it, what should we do?

Gou Weili jumped up and said angrily: "What are you talking about, you don't want to hand over the Mohe Sword?

Zhang Danfeng stretched out his head and said with a smile: "Everyone, in the next Zhang Danfeng, I have a word for you, today and tomorrow, no one should fight the idea of the leader of the Ximen Alliance, and the responsibility of the next is to ensure the safety of Mr. Ximen." Whoever offends Mr. Simon is offended by me, Zhang Danfeng!

Several people from the Huashan faction looked at each other.

The white-eyed old man smiled and said, "Since the layman is unwilling to return the treasures of his own faction, then my Huashan faction can only do it in the face of difficulties." As a courtesy, all the disciples of the Feichuan sect in Tongzhou, Yangzhou, came to watch the Ximen monk hand washing ceremony and help the fun, what do you say?"

Gou Weili pursed his lips and sneered: "That's!"

Ximen Qingyuan waved his hand lightly and said with a smile: "Listen to the respect, Xi is waiting." ”

The Huashan faction was indignant and turned to leave.

Ximen Qingyuan let out a burst of laughter.

At this time, someone rushed into the hall to report: "Leader of the alliance, there are several officials outside who have come to ask for a meeting, saying that they have something important to see the leader of the alliance." ”

Everyone in the hall was stunned, and Ximen Qingyuan was also shocked, puzzled, frowned and asked, "Who are the people here?"

Come to the humanitarian: "Guangling County ordered Yu Huaicheng, Yangzhou Thorn Shi Yingguiquan, Zhenjiang controlled Shizishan, seven doors controlled Lin Mushan, and there were more than a dozen fast catchers." ”

Ximen Qingyuan was shocked: "Catch fast, what are you doing here?" was slightly stunned, hurriedly got up and stood up, straightened his clothes slightly, waved his hand towards Ximen Hongyun, and said, "Hurry up, please come in, adults." ”

Ximen Hongyun ran out quickly, and invited a few people in.