Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

Huang Yaoshi and the two looked at each other, not understanding why Wang Xuebin behaved like this, they nodded and replied:

"It has already spread in the martial arts world, and all sects and factions have responded."

"F**K! This kind of nonsense happened without paying attention for a while!"

During this period of time, Wang Xuebin went to Mingjiao to avenge, and he never paid attention to the intelligence in the martial arts, nor did he guide public opinion, which led to the location of the sword discussion at Mount Hua.

You know, the Yuntai Temple is located in Huashan, so many people from the rivers and lakes gather, how many troubles will arise!

Hong Qi looked at Wang Xuebin and asked:

"Brother Wang, I don't know what hinders Huashan?"

Wang Xuebin exhaled and said to the two:

"I'm sorry, Brother Hong and Brother Huang, this is the end of the matter, I have no choice but to go to Huashan Lunjian!"

Hearing this, the two frowned at the same time, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Wang Xuebin was not very angry at this time, he didn't pay attention to his words, he didn't intend to compete for the Nine Yin Scriptures, but the place of the competition was Huashan, and he had to go there, so he apologized to the two.

In Wang Xuebin's humble words, what is hidden is his invincible spirit!

But this inadvertently revealed domineering spirit offended the self-esteem of Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong.

Haven't tried before, who would think they are inferior?

Wang Xuebin fought Huang Yaoshi a few times at the beginning, and with his experience, he won a small move, but later he always found excuses not to fight each other.

This time coincides with the opportunity to compete with Wang Xuebin, and Huang Yaoshi is looking forward to it.

This is also the purpose of their coming to Wang Xuebin, to invite him to participate in Huashan Discussion of Swords, but hearing these words, they will never feel too comfortable.

Hong Qi should be more magnanimous, and invited directly:

"Brother Wang, my beggar gang disciples have already gone to Huayin County to station, why don't we go together? There is also a helper on the way!"

Hearing this, Huang Yaoshi temporarily let go of the awkwardness in his heart, and said:

"Huayin is already full of people in the rivers and lakes at this time, and my disciples have also gone to manage and arrange the accommodation. Let's go together. When the time comes, we can also compete in advance and have a try!"

In the end, I still couldn't help showing my arrogance.

Wang Xuebin shook his head and said:

"Wang was originally a student of Huashan, and Huayin County has my property, so I should entertain you two!"

"What? Brother Wang, did you learn from Mount Hua?"

Wang Xuebin has never introduced his own heritage, and this is the first time he has talked about his heritage.

Hong Qi asked curiously:

"I don't know who is the expert who can teach such an outstanding person as Brother Wang?"

Wang Xuebin smiled:

"A master? He comes from the same lineage as Daoist Wang, but it's a pity that he is not as powerful as Wang Chongyang, and he is the ancestor of his school!"

Yaoshi Huang became interested:

"What? Brother Wang is from the Quanzhen branch of Taoism?"

Wang Xuebin shook his head:

"In the lineage of Xia Yinxian, I am an outer disciple, and I dare not call myself a Taoist disciple!"

Hong Qi and Huang Yaoshi were very surprised.

"I don't know what kind of person Zunshi is? With Brother Wang's talents, he is just an outer disciple?"

Wang Xuebin's reputation at this time is not ordinary, the high-yield crops have been spread, and things on the border of the Kingdom of Jin have gradually been revealed.

Wang Xuebin went to Mingjiao to avenge Wang Dajie, making more people guess his identity, and at the same time, they were all impressed by his loyalty.

The current Wang Xuebin is a Buddha of ten thousand families in the folk, and a hero and righteous man praised by everyone in the martial arts.

Even the imperial court can't do anything about him, it's not good to deal with him, it's not good to not deal with him, he can only send someone to watch him, but he doesn't dare to do anything, as if he has forgotten this person.

There is no way, people in the martial arts do not understand the strength of Mingjiao, but the imperial court does. They know how powerful Mingjiao is.

Whether it is the leader, the second envoy, the Dharma king, or the Sanren, none of them are easy to get along with. Wang Xuebin's ability to kill Mingjiao means that he can kill the imperial palace.

Although the emperor has expert guards from Longhushan, who can guarantee that Longhushan can stop Wang Xuebin?

The emperor had only one life, and he was reluctant to gamble with his own life, so he handed over Wang Xuebin to the officials.

Officials are not stupid, no one would tease a martial artist, and there is no benefit.

So Wang Xuebin was forgotten.

Of course, the spies around him are still indispensable, there are all kinds of forces, and the camouflage skills are poor, which makes Wang Xuebin feel itchy, and always wants to point them out...

Wang Xuebin heard Huang Yaoshi's question, but did not answer, got up and said:

"When this situation changes, I must return to the division first, and I will not be able to go with the two of you!"

Then hugged a fist.

"Take care, you two!"

Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qineng understood Wang Xuebin's worries, they stood up and clasped their fists together and said:

"Brother Wang, take care!"

Chapter 109

"Master, is everything all right?"

Liu Zhenren is 73 years old this year, but he is very energetic, his eyes are bright, and there is no trace of oldness.

Master Liu stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"Haha, the four of us are veterans, eat well and sleep well, but you, your name is spread everywhere!"

Wang Xuebin shook his head and said with a smile:

"I don't know whether it is a good name or a bad name that is spread here!"

Here is located at the junction of the Jin and Song Dynasties, and the people's sentiments are the most complicated. Some people have hearts for the Jin Dynasty, some people for the Great Song Dynasty, and more people have no concept of family and country. They will go to whoever makes them live a good life.

It is a pity that the two countries are very different in this regard.

Bandits are like a comb, soldiers are like a grate, and officials are like a shave. This is the case everywhere in this era, and here is no exception.

"There are both good and evil, do you care?"

Wang Xuebin shrugged and said calmly:

"I don't care, the disciple is not a good person, but he is not bad at all!"

Liu Zhenren smiled when he heard Wang Xuebin's words.

"Are you here for Huashan Discussion of Swords?"

Wang Xuebin nodded, this matter has been spread all over the world, and it's not that Liu Zhenren and the others are not in contact with the outside world, so they naturally know.

"The crowd at the bottom of the mountain is noisy now, which may disturb the purity of the masters. It is better for the master to leave the mountain for a while, and come back here after the sword debate!"

Master Liu turned his head to look at the temple of Yuntai Temple, and said with emotion:

"Hey! This place is left by the patriarch, how can I abandon the foundation of the patriarch?"

Wang Xuebin didn't pay attention to Master's tone, and said with relief:

"Master, you don't have to worry. The disciples have already achieved innate achievements. With the disciples in charge, there won't be any damage to this place!"

"How can Guanlan be here alone? The old Taoist has already entered the innate, and I will sit in the town with Guanlan to see how dare that young man come to offend!"

It was Zhao Zhenren who was speaking, he and Liu Zhenren were both innate realms, and the two Masters Lu had a hurdle in their hearts, but they were also the acquired peak realms.

This is already quite remarkable, as far as he knows, among the several great masters in today's arena, the highest is no more than the Houtian realm.

Even the leader of the Ming Cult did not break into the innate realm, but only wandered in the acquired realm.

"Second Master, if you don't know the art of killing and cutting, don't add to the chaos, I am enough here alone!"

Zhenren Zhao has a very high realm, and he has already achieved congenital skills long ago, but he doesn't know the art of killing, if he really wants to fight, even Huang Yaoshi may not be able to beat him.

Zhenren Zhao said nonchalantly:

"What's so difficult about it, you just have to practice it once, and it's not like you're going to fight right away!"

Wang Xuebin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Killing and fighting is not something that can be learned immediately. He believes that his master can learn it, but the body's conditioned reflex cannot be developed in a short time.

"Second Master, this will not work. Fighting needs to be tempered. It is useless to learn it alone!"

Liu Zhenren on the side also quickly stopped and said:

"Don't cause trouble for Guanlan, you also go down the mountain, we are old, we can't hold back young people!"

Zhenren Zhao still had a grudging expression on his face, muttering in his mouth.

"Isn't it just martial arts? What's so difficult about it? There's a lot of fuss about scratching hands and feet..."

Master Liu ignored him, and took out a folding fan from his cuff. The bones of the fan were made of lightning-struck wood, and the surface of the fan was made of silk. There were four big characters written on it: "Pure Xu Shi".

Hanging on the nail of the fan is a jade map of Wuji, which looks very simple and heavy.

Liu Zhenren looked at Wang Xuebin with a fan and said:

"You need to be famous on this trip. This is the token of the head of the sect, and it belongs to the ancestor. You accept it!"

Wang Xuebin frowned, clasped his hands together and said:

"Master, disciples cannot be accepted!"

Zhenren Liu forced him to say:

"The old Taoist has never accepted a disciple in his life. You are my only disciple. Who else is the head of the sect?"

Wang Xuebin said quickly:

"Master, this disciple is not a member of the Taoist sect!"

Master Liu smiled and said:

"I'm in Fuyao's lineage and there is no sect rule saying that you must be a Taoist priest to be the sect master. If you give it to you, you can take it!"

Wang Xuebin looked at the folding fan in his hand, hesitated, Liu Zhenren looked at him and said:

"Don't be entangled, I have no other successors as a teacher, and I can't let the ancestor's lineage be cut off!

By the way, since you have become the head of the sect, I will entrust you with the skills of Fuyao, and how to deal with it is up to you! "

Wang Xuebin frowned, he didn't know what he thought of, nodded, holding the token in both hands, bowed and saluted:

"The disciple will definitely not insult the reputation of Fuyao's lineage!"

Zhao Zhenren on the side laughed and said:

"How can we have any reputation in Fuyao?"

Liu Zhenren didn't care when he heard the words. Seeing Wang Xuebin took the token, a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

"Haha, I'll leave Fuyao to you. As a teacher, I just took the opportunity to go down the mountain for a while!"

As Liu Zhenren said, he hurried back to the house to tidy up, and left with the other three real people.

Looking at their leaving figures, Wang Xuebin always felt that it was designed by Liu Zhenren, and he felt like he had been calculated.

At the foot of the mountain, four old Taoist priests were leaping along the mountain road. Zhenren Zhao asked:

"Brother, didn't the master say that the matter of preaching should be handed over to Wang Chongyang's Quanzhen lineage? Now what..."

Master Liu stroked his beard and laughed loudly:

"The day before yesterday, I dreamed of Master Wenshi again. The patriarch said that I, Fuyao, had great prosperity. Guanlan was originally the alien mentioned by Master Wenshi. Today, I also took advantage of the situation to hand over the position of head to him to avoid Fuyao. The whole line is cut off in my hands!"

Zhenren Zhao looked back at Yuntai Guan with some hesitation.

"Brother, what kind of person do you think this Guanlan is? Could it be the reincarnation of some Taoist master! You said that if I go back now, can Guanlan say a few words for me in front of real Wenshi in the future, and make me a god?"

......

Wang Xuebin looked at the folding fan in his hand and sighed.

"Hey~ Another job!"