Master comes down the mountain, I don’t know martial arts, but I am an immortal

Liang Jin's body fell slowly, his eyes widened, looking at the sky, full of unwillingness.

The sky was blue and cloudless.

A flying bird flew across, turned into a black dot, and disappeared into the distance.

Master Rong stood there, looking at Liang Jin's body, silent for a long time.

"Senior Brother Rong!" someone beside him shouted.

Master Rong came back to his senses and turned to look at the group of Rong disciples.

Here are those who escaped from Zhang Dian's crazy purge, and some who were recruited from around the capital; there are his brothers and sisters of the same generation, as well as his younger disciples.

"Brothers!" Master Rong shouted loudly, "The man who died is called Liang Jin. He was the most proud disciple of the beggar Zhang Dian. When the Rong family was slaughtered with blood, his hands were also covered with blood. Today, I killed him with my own hands. He! He has avenged his brothers back then and vented his anger on our Rong family!"

"Master Rong is mighty!"

There was a roar of shouts in the yard.

"It has been many years since the Rong family has been in charge. From today on, Senior Brother Rong will be our head of the family, don't you think so?"

"Yes!"

"Master Rong is mighty!"

Master Rong stretched out his hands to ask everyone to be quiet, and said: "Brothers, I, Kuai Dao Rong, am a cook. How can He De be the head of our Rong family? Please choose another talented person!"

"Arong, please don't be polite."

An older Rongmen senior came out.

"Brothers, I am Ah Rong's uncle. I was lucky enough to survive when the Rongmen in Beijing suffered a disaster. I saw the Rongmen withering away, but my enemies dared not say a word in front of them, and I lived in espionage for more than twenty years. This kind of humiliation, this kind of cowardice, No one knows better than me!”

"Arong has learned the true story of my senior brother Yidaochun, endured the humiliation, and now returns to the capital to kill the enemy with his own hands and avenge my Rongmen brothers! If he can't be the master, then I ask, who can be?"

"I propose that today, we use this beggar's den and Liang Jin's blood to pay homage to our ancestor, and respectfully invite Master Rong to ascend the throne of our family and officially become the head of our Rong family! What do you think?"

"it is good!"

There was a cheer below.

"Congratulations, Master Rong!"

"Congratulations to the boss!"

Everyone looked at Master Rong.

Master Rong was a little excited when he heard the call, and said: "Okay, you really want me to be the one, but I have two conditions."

"Master, you say it, we all listen to you!"

Master Rong pondered for a moment.

"Brothers, do you know who killed Zhang Dian?"

People shook their heads.

"It's Young Master Li!"

"What? Mr. Li?"

"That's right! Zhang Dian killed my master and destroyed my sect. Over the years, I have been thinking about revenge. Unfortunately, I am no match for him. I can only go far away from Nanjiang and hide in Hecheng to spend the rest of my life. To If it weren’t for Mr. Li, my life would have been lost a long time ago. Mr. Li not only saved me, but also killed Zhang Dian. With his own power, he chose the main altar of the important sect and avenged our Rongmen!"

"My life was saved by Mr. Li, and my revenge was avenged by Mr. Li. I, Kuai Daorong, have sworn that I will follow Mr. Li in this life. If you choose me to be the head of the Rong family, then my first The condition is that no matter what happens in the future, Rongmen disciples must not be enemies of the Li family. The friends of the Li family are the friends of the Rongmen! The enemies of the Li family are the enemies of the Rongmen! In the words of Mr. Li, I, Kuai Dao Rong, If so! Can you do it?"

"It can be done!" the Rongmen disciples shouted in unison.

Master Rong nodded: "Okay, then let me talk about the second point. The Rongmen is a hidden door in the world. In the past, society was turbulent and the people were in dire straits. In order to survive, we stole things out of necessity. Although the ancestors of the Rongmen in the past generations , we have set a lot of rules, but in people’s eyes, we are always thieves and thieves! Let me ask you, don’t you feel uncomfortable when you hear this word? "

"The ancestors taught us craftsmanship, not for us to bully the people and engage in petty theft. The purpose of our Rongmen is to rob the rich and give to the poor, and to serve the common good. To make a living in troubled times, and to enjoy peace in prosperous times. Now in the prosperous times, and With an immortal figure like Mr. Li leading us forward, we should be brave enough to innovate and change our appearance."

"Master Rong, tell me, what do you want us to do?"

"It's very simple. After the reform of Rongmen, Jianghu comes to shore. In the future, our Rongmen will also want to do business and have industry."

"But we only know how to play with knives, but we don't know how to build an industry!"

Master Rong smiled and said, "Just being able to play with a knife is enough. Back then, there were no chefs from our Rong family in any of the thirty-six largest restaurants in the capital? Aren't I still working as a cook in the Li family now?"

"Of course, it's a fact that we can't do business, so we have to rely on the Li family even more. I told Young Master Li, and Young Master Li promised that he would help our Rong family and give us the industry in the future. As for us, it's time to play with the sword. Those who play with knives should just be cooks."

"Master Rong, we all listen to you!"

"Master, we listen to you!"

Master Rong said again: "Don't call me the boss in the future. I don't run the hall or sit in the tiger's chair. I'm still working as a cook in the Li family. I was an orphan when I was a child. I had no name or surname. Master took me in." , named me after Rongmen, and called me Xiaorong. Later, when I became better at swordsmanship, I got the nickname Kuai Daorong. You can still call me Master Rong as before, or you can call me Xiaorong. I am now If you hang out with the Li family, you can also call me Li Xiaorong!"

Master Rong laughed loudly after saying this.

Everyone started laughing too.

In this way, Master Rong set two rules and became the head of the new Rongmen in the capital.

Kuai Dao Rong became Li Xiao Rong. Of course, this did not mean that Master Rong really changed his surname to Li, but it just showed his determination to be loyal to the Li family. Li Xiaorong's name has also become a legend in the Rongmen world. Of course, this is a later story. At this moment, the Xinrong Sect has just been established, and only a few dozen people are still standing at the main altar of the main gate.

Someone suggested: "Master Rong, our Rong Sect doesn't have a main altar, so why don't we take over this place and make it ours?"

Someone else said: "Look, there is an altar there, which is suitable for worshiping the ancestors and Master Yidaochun. As evidenced by heaven and earth, I invite Master Rong to be the head of the family."

Everyone agrees.

But at this moment, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, and it was so dark.

The flags on the altar in the courtyard rustled in the wind, and then a sinister voice came:

"Oh, it's so lively! You disturbed my altar, do you still want to get out alive?"

Master Rong was suddenly startled and looked towards the altar.

I saw those flags flying in the wind and rolling towards them.

Before anyone could understand what was going on, Master Rong's figure exploded, and he rushed over like an arrow from a string.

He stretched out his hand, and the knife that had just been thrown on the ground flew into his hand.

The knife flashed.

Master Rong has passed through the swirling demon flags.

He stood still, and the flag cloth behind him had been cut into pieces, flying in the wind like leaves falling all over the sky.

However, the voice from the side sounded again:

"Hehehe, what a fast knife! What a pity, your knife doesn't work on me."

Before the voice fell, a red light appeared on the rags all over the sky. It turned out to be the words written on the flags, like wriggling blood worms.

Suddenly, the bloody light suddenly dispersed and turned into a red mist, covering the sky and the sun, forming a bloody dome over the courtyard.

The whole yard was red and looked particularly scary.

The yellow cloth on the altar also turned red.

The red cloth was opened, and a man walked out, wearing an animal skin around his waist, feathers on his head, and white and red paint on his face.

This is a real wizard.

He stretched out his arms and shook his hands, and a string of unknown rings on his wrists made a sharp sound.

The sounds together were like thousands of resounding arrows, piercing the soul.

People squatted down, covering their hearts.

Master Rong stood there, his hand holding the knife trembling.

He was very close to the man, but at this moment, he couldn't draw the knife.