The next day, Elder Feng left three medicine bottles full of condensing pills and a note instructing Wu Yan to cultivate well, and then dressed up as a Lang Zhong who walked the rivers and lakes, carrying a small cloth bag on his back and a wooden crutch with an ancient medicine gourd, and left the Iron Sword Alliance.

With Elder Feng leaving, Wu Yan was left alone in the entire Thousand Grass Valley. Wu Yan's mood was also inexplicably cheerful. With Elder Feng's permission, his scope of activities was no longer limited to the Thousand Grass Valley, so he planned to go out to breathe.

On this day, Wu Yan finished cultivating, simply cleaned up, and walked out of the Thousand Grass Valley. What made him depressed was that not long after he walked out of the Thousand Grass Valley, Lu Chunyang and Hua Chunsheng, who had been guarding the valley mouth, followed him not far away, holding their arms like hanging boots.

Along the way, wherever he went, the two young disciples with indifferent faces followed. This made Wu Yan feel very uncomfortable. If Elder Feng hadn't said before leaving, he would have sent a few disciples to follow him every day to ensure his safety in the small lonely mountain. He thought that these two people were specifically there to spy on him.

Wu Yan slowly walked around the small lonely mountain. He was full of curiosity about the places in Xiaogu Mountain. This was the first time he had really visited the entire Little Lonely Mountain since he joined the Iron Sword Alliance.

Not to mention, during this visit, he not only saw a lot of beautiful scenery of Xiaogu Mountain, but also learned a lot about the situation in Xiaogu Mountain. Lu Chunyang and the two of them, although they had a cold and arrogant expression, and even had some contempt hidden in their eyes, as long as Wu Yan wanted to know something, as long as they asked about something that was not taboo of the Iron Sword Alliance, they would all answer questions, and they would answer them in detail.

This time, he truly understood how huge the power of the Iron Sword Alliance was. Here in Xiaogu Mountain, it is only the core general altar of the Iron Sword Alliance, with more than 1,000 core true disciples. These true disciples, except for the twelve personal disciples of the alliance leader, the rest were scattered under the four deputy alliance masters of the four sides of the Fengyun Hall on Xiaogu Mountain.

Below the deputy alliance leader, there are two inner halls and ten outer halls in the Iron Sword Alliance, with a total of twelve hall masters. The head of the Scripture Pavilion has the same status as the head of the hall. These twelve hall masters and one master are all core elder members of the Iron Sword Alliance. These eighteen first-class masters, including the alliance leader and elders, constitute the power core of the entire Iron Sword Alliance.

Below the elders, there are more than 200 core True Transmission elite disciples, and this group of elite disciples who may be promoted to first-class masters at any time can be regarded as the most elite member disciples of the Iron Sword Alliance. The rest of the more than 800 True Transmission disciples are also second-rate masters.

As for the other outer disciples, it was even more. Some of these outer disciples served as miscellaneous deacons at the main altar, some served as guards on the outer hills, and some took care of the taverns, casinos, inns and other businesses opened by the Iron Sword League in nearby towns and villages. This group of disciples was the largest, with more than 3,000 people.

Like Wu Yan, he can be regarded as one of the more than 800 true disciples. It's a pity that he didn't learn martial arts and swordsmanship, I'm afraid he can't even do as good as a disciple of an outer sect. No wonder these two Lu Chunyang and Hua Chunsheng, who were among the top two elite disciples, looked at him with this absurdity and disdain.

Although Wu Yan felt a little unbearable on his face, he thought about it in a blink of an eye, these two elite disciples didn't want to be his bodyguards now? His mood was inexplicably better. Especially along the way, whenever he saw the three of them in such a strange combination, all of them showed expressions of astonishment and envy, his vanity was still slightly satisfied.

Wu Yan came out this time, and he planned to go to Zhang Tao to play. Who knew that when he ran to the deacon hall to inquire, Zhang Tao had now become a true disciple of the Iron Sword Alliance. His master was the thin and weak middle-aged man in the Law Enforcement Hall, his second uncle, Hall Master Zhang.

Zhang Tao followed his second uncle to the Wild Wolf Valley in the past few days. This year's selection of introductory disciples has started again. Zhang Tao was arranged to go to the Wild Wolf Valley to carry out inspection and supervision tasks.

Wu Yan walked towards Tiejian Tai a little lonely. This is the place where the inner disciples of the Iron Sword Alliance practice, and Wu Yan really wants to see how those inner disciples practice swordsmanship. He had been enthusiastic about this for a long time, but Elder Feng had never passed on his martial arts and swordsmanship, but stared at him every day to practice the nameless mantra. This made him feel very puzzled and regretful.

On the iron sword platform, there were many inner disciples practicing swordsmanship there at this time. When Wu Yan walked onto the iron sword platform, all the disciples were practicing a set of swordsmanship in a uniform manner under the supervision of a burly young man with a hideous scar on his face.

Those disciples who practiced swords, when they saw the three of them coming up, stopped their movements one after another. There were many disciples who were already carrying their swords, and they were clenching their fists to Wu Yan from a distance, and they walked with a smile on their faces.

Wu Yan scratched his head, a little overwhelmed. I don't know any of these people, why are they so polite to him?

"Hello senior brother!

"The junior brother has seen the senior brother and the second senior brother!"

"Senior brother, second senior brother, why do you two have time to come to Tiejian Platform today? Are you here to instruct your junior disciples to practice swords? It's really good!"

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These people directly crossed over to Wu Yan and saluted Lu Chunyang and Hua Chunsheng behind him, with unusually affectionate and respectful expressions. No one was looking at Wu Yan directly. Only then did Wu Yan figure out that these guys were greeting the two bodyguards behind him, not being polite to him.

"Junior brothers, hurry up and practice your sword. This set of Fengyun sword technique is the foundation of the alliance, which has been powerful for more than 100 years, and has its own unique power, so you must not slack off. In the future, when everyone practices internal strength, they will naturally understand its power. Lu Chunyang smiled rarely. These juniors and disciples were so respectful and affectionate towards the two of them, and the two of them felt that they still had a lot of face on their faces. Especially the guy who was teaching them the Wind Cloud Sword Technique right now was standing there with a cold face.

"Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, aren't you two guarding the door for Elder Feng, why do you have time to come here today?" said the burly young man with a hideous scar on his face, with a gloomy expression and a strange yin and yang expression.

"Little Wu, how do you speak?" Hua Chunsheng frowned, then stared at the scar on the young man's face with a smile, and said, "Senior Brother Wu wants to come to Tiejiantai to play, so our brothers naturally want to follow." Could it be that Xiao Wu, you are still obsessed with the scar on your face? Didn't Hall Master Zhao also say it, you can't blame our senior brother for this. That's because you're not good at it. Brother, I don't want to leave anything on your face. ”

As soon as the three of them met, the smell of gunpowder was very strong. Wu Yan was inexplicably sandwiched between the two parties, and suddenly found that the young man with a scar on his face looked a little familiar. On closer inspection, he recognized the man. The appearance of this young man is vaguely similar to the brocade-clothed young man Wang Feng he beaten. Looking at a young man standing beside him who was also burly and sturdy, Wu Yan smiled bitterly.

The burly young man looked at him with resentment on his face at this time, and his fists were clenched, but it was Wang Feng. This kid, who hasn't seen him for a year, has grown so strong. Last year he was still a little fat man, and after a year of exercise, he actually became a big man.

"Big brother, this kid beat me last year. Isn't he Elder Feng's true disciple, I'm going to challenge him now, this doesn't violate the rules of this alliance, right?" Wang Feng looked at the tall and thin Wu Yan, and said with a resentful and bloodthirsty smile.

The hideous scar on Wang Bai's face twitched, and his expression was terrifying. He deeply forgot about Wu Yan and said to Wang Feng: "Of course it doesn't violate the rules of this alliance. As long as he accepts the challenge, you can have a fair fight here. ”

The disciples around saw that there was a lively scene, and they all gathered around, clamoring, encouraging the two to fight here.

Wu Yan glanced at everyone and found that most of them had lively expressions on their faces, so they were a little helpless and disgusted.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in playing with you. Wu Yan shook his head and turned around to leave. It's really disappointing, he originally wanted to come here to see how the inner disciples usually practice, and even wanted to learn a few tricks, but he didn't expect to meet the Wang brothers here.

"Coward, you stop Lao Tzu!" Wang Feng was anxious, pointed at Wu Yan and scolded, "It's okay not to compare, you have to kowtow to Lao Tzu and admit defeat and apologize, otherwise, don't think about leaving this place today!"

Wu Yan looked at Lu Chunyang and Hua Chunsheng, neither of whom had the intention of standing up and speaking. Even, Lu Chunyang's eyes still had a playful expression, Hua Chunsheng was even more excessive, and he actually pouted with some disdain and disdain.

Although Wu Yan wanted to rush over and compete with Wang Feng. But he would not do anything, and rushed over to fight, in vain to bring humiliation on himself. He simply ignored these people and walked towards the exit of the Iron Sword Terrace on his own.

Everyone first looked at each other, and then let out loud boos, mocking Wu Yan for being cowardly and cowardly. Although they didn't know Wu Yan's identity, the sword uniform he was wearing as a true disciple of the Iron Sword Alliance was real. Compared to those of them who had not yet become true disciples, they naturally felt that Wu Yan's move was too contemptible. I didn't even dare to compare and ran away.

"Phew, it's really a disciple, I don't even have the courage to compete with our inner disciples. What a shame, which elder's disciple is he?" someone muttered quietly.

Some people also saw it, dragged the person who was shouting, and said in a low voice: "Shut up, he is the true disciple of Elder Feng." Elder Feng knows, he is the only elder in this alliance who can prepare the Qi Gathering Pill. If you offend his old man's disciple, you won't want to get the Qi Gathering Pill in the future. ”

"My mother, why didn't you say it earlier, oops, it's bad, I just shouted so loudly, don't let him hold a grudge. ”

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Wang Feng wanted to chase, but was stopped by Wang Bai.

"Third brother, he's just a coward, what do you care about so much with him. Go to sword practice. Let him go in the past, he is now a disciple of Feng Lao after all. You haven't cultivated your internal strength yet, maybe in the future, you will have to count on Hall Master Zhao to help you ask for a Qi Gathering Pill from Feng Lao. If you offend him now, maybe something will go wrong. Bear with me. ”

"Phew, what is it! What about the true disciples, when they see Young Master Ben, aren't they cowardly?" Wang Feng spat disdainfully, and waved his fist at Wu Yan's back with some pride.