Picked up a little dumb on the side of the road

If it was said that everyone could still hold back with all their strength just now, they would be stunned and murmur in whispers.Now there is only an uproar in the audience, which cannot be ended.

What kind of person is the "family teacher" in the mouth of pity!

Not to mention his appearance, the head of the Daiyushan Min'an faction, no one even knows whether he is a man or a woman, his age, or his last name.A hundred years seems to be just a legend, and the only thing that can prove its existence is the No. [-] sect of the Immortal Sect—the Min'an sect.

It is rumored that the Min'an sect was founded by him alone, and there are only three disciples. Apart from the above-mentioned chief disciple, Lian, who accompanied him in retreat, and the second disciple who is currently in charge of the affairs of the sect, there are only three disciples. The third disciple who asked Wei Xun for advice, pity students.

Mercy has not appeared in Jianghu for more than ten years; although Mercy is diligent in the mundane affairs of the sect, he does not say a word about his master's affairs; It is no different from the outstanding disciples or previous leaders of other sects, nothing to mention.

Apart from knowing that all three of them had opened up their spiritual veins before participating in the Sword Chasing Meeting, there is no more news.

Even the disciples who still have traces in the rivers and lakes are so mysterious, let alone their masters.

There is a rumor that no one has seen this head in a hundred years because - this person has already ascended to Taoism!

Some people also said that the head of the sect was originally an immortal, and once he came to the mortal world to save sentient beings, he was completely invisible and could transform into all shapes and forms.

This statement became more and more evil after the disappearance of the pity in the past ten years. They all said that the pity was the first person to be saved by him, and he had already attained the Tao and became a fairy.

If you want to find someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with this sect leader in the Jianghu, you can only talk about another great immortal in the rumors, Immortal Xuanji.

But let's talk about right now, the rumored pity who has become an immortal is standing in front of everyone, and he mentioned his immortal master in his words, the shocking effect can be seen.

Xu Qingyan was so shocked that he couldn't say a word, he had completely forgotten about his manners, about how the mountains collapsed in front of him and his face remained unchanged.

Although Wei Xun was surprised, he remained calm, but his master didn't respond, and he didn't dare to go beyond the rules to answer.

"Could it be that my third junior brother doesn't have the good fortune to seek your son's advice?" The pitiful voice sounded again, and even though there were a lot of voices, his words were still clear.

After saying that, his eyes followed the voice to an inconspicuous corner on the sidelines.

Dozens of Min'an disciples standing in that area quickly divided into two groups, and a wanton and handsome young man rode out slowly from the back of the crowd.

Just looking at the appearance, the young man seems to be two years younger than Wei Xun, but this is no longer surprising.After all, pity may be bigger than Xu Qingyan, doesn't it look like he's only 27 or [-]?

This young man is Mi Sheng.

Like pity, he neither wears a sword nor wears the wide-sleeved brocade robes that are common to people in the fairy sect.The young man held a red-tasseled gun in his hand, and was dressed in a neat and capable deerskin small armor. Under the armor was a full body of bright red clothes.

Compared with the third young master of the first hundred sects of Xianmen, he is more like a major general in fresh clothes and angry horse in the world of mortals.

To say that this Min'an sect is really strange, except for the three famous young masters who are devoted to the mission and never care about others, none of them looks like a member of the immortal sect.

Wei Xun couldn't help being startled, this was a look he had envied all his life but never had.

A young man with light hoofs and fast horses, wanton and frivolous.

Unruly and cheerful, lively and lively.

He could never live like that—it was the lowliness that was buried deep in his bones.

Minsheng got off his horse and rushed onto the arena, clasped his fists in Wei Xun's direction, and smiled brightly, "Minsheng has met the masters, and I hope that Mr. Xun will give you some advice."

Wei Xun regained his sobriety by following the youthful voice. It would be too rude for him not to be moved by this point.

Reluctantly, he had no choice but to enter the arena with his sword in hand, and hastily returned the gift.

"Both of you are young talents who have just made their way to Dacheng. There is no need to unsheath this sword. The spirit veins are fully opened, and you just need to tap it as soon as you reach it. Don't break the platform that my second junior brother has worked so hard to build." Xi Lian came forward Sit down in front of a seven-stringed qin, "Use the sound of my qin as an order, the sound of the qin starts, the beginning; the sound of the qin stops, the end."

He stroked the string with his hands, and then asked, "Can we start?"

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, waiting for this contest that they might not be able to achieve in their lifetime.

The sound of the piano sounded, far away and quiet.Just like the voice of pity, it seems to have thousands of styles, but it is always calm.

Both sides were not in a hurry to make a move, Wei Xun slowly activated the spiritual pulse.

Thirty percent, fifty percent, seventy percent, ten percent!

Wei Xun was really nervous. It wasn't long before his spiritual veins were fully opened, and he couldn't fully open his spiritual veins in an instant, so he had to push forward layer by layer.Therefore, he has no time to take into account why the opponent has not made a move just like himself.

Is it not proficient in controlling it like yourself?Or should I just wait for myself?

Wei Xun had just finished this side, he felt spiritual energy entering his limbs and bones, his whole body was filled with gentle power, a ball of light blue light gathered around him, and his five senses and six senses spread out like a spider web in an instant , and immediately caught Min Sheng rushing over like a cheetah receiving a signal.

There is no effect of lightning and flint to destroy the world.

Sensing that the palm of mercy was approaching, Wei Xun immediately mobilized his spiritual energy to gather in front of him and blocked it.

Suddenly, a storm blew up in the arena, and the clothes fluttered.

This palm was neither light nor heavy, Wei Xun only took a step back.

Seeing that someone might be ahead of him, Wei Xun didn't dare to make a rash move. He stood still, adjusted his breath and concentrated, took back the aura gathered in front of him just now, and poured some into the five senses and six senses that had spread out. In order to observe the opponent's movements more attentively.

Just at this time.

The sound of the piano stops.

The crowd who had been quiet just now either because of anticipation and curiosity, or because of the coercion of spiritual power, suddenly exploded.

Lian got up and left without waiting for a moment. Wei Xunpu's five senses and six senses seemed to catch the inaudible two words that Wei Xunpu said to himself.

"Very good."

Min Sheng also took two steps, followed behind Mi Lian and just left.

Before everyone had time to come back to their senses, the crowd had already announced the name of the leader according to the procedure, and after some congratulations, it was announced that the Sword Chasing Club was over.

Meticulous, everything remains the same.

Whether it is Wei Xun or everyone present, there is only one sentence left in their hearts.

That's it... it's over?

No one knew what was going on, and no one dared to say a word in front of the majesty of the number one sect of Xianmen.The people who came back to their senses had no choice but to pay each other false etiquette, and after saying goodbye, they dispersed.

It's just that this time, no one dared to neglect Xu Qingyan any more, no matter what the sect was, they all lined up to say goodbye to him.Xu Qingyan bid farewell to all the sect leaders one by one, before he had time to smack this matter in his heart.

Do I want to see him get up the Zhulou, see him entertain guests, or do I want to see his building collapse?

The more I think about it, the more headache.

He was even more uneasy when he saw Wei Xun standing aside with his usual expression and lowered eyebrows.

Although I don't know how the future will develop, it is always right to be careful.

I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at Wei Xun right now, my little heart can't bear any disturbance anymore.

Xu Qingyan thought for a moment, then said to Wei Xun in a deep voice: "Your nephews are not yet able to control the sword, so walk with them as a teacher. It is not appropriate for you to show up now, so go back to the mountain with the sword on your own. After you go back, practice behind closed doors. Before the teacher returns to the mountain, he must not go half a step out of the mountain gate. Remember not to make any troubles on the way."

"Disciple understands." Wei Xun bowed immediately, "Master and brother, be careful all the way."

Wei Xun finally heaved a sigh of relief after bidding farewell to his master and his party, and wiped the cold sweat from his hands.

Just now, he looked normal in front of the master, but his heart was as calm as water, and there were no waves. It was just that he was used to being submissive over the years. If he stayed any longer, he might not be able to be seen by others.

No matter how talented and talented he is, he is still a young man after all, and he has only been practicing in the mountains for so many years. How could he have seen such a scene.

How did the head of the Min'an sect notice me?

And why alarmed the pity who hadn't shown up for more than ten years?

How could Minsheng be willing to fight against an unknown person like me?

Nowadays, there are not many people with all-through spiritual veins, but I am definitely not the only one, because I am young?

Then why did he stop after another move?Don't you feel that my reputation is actually hard to live up to?

Wei Xun's mind was in a mess, he had a bunch of questions, but he couldn't give an answer.Along the way, I always felt as if I forgot to do something, and I was about to think about it but was interrupted by the questions just now, so I had to give up.

Uncertain in his heart, he almost fell off the sword, so he simply abandoned the sword and walked, planning to find a town to rest for a night, adjust his breath and concentrate before going on the road.

When I arrived at the inn, I was not very proficient in opening the whole body's spiritual veins suddenly during the day, so I felt a little tired when I lay down, and I fell asleep soon after I touched the pillow.

Before dawn, Wei Xun got up to check out and leave. His master told him to return to the mountain gate early so that no troubles would happen. He remembered it; so he wanted to take advantage of the fact that there were no one around, and set off early.

As soon as he went to the street, he saw a thin red figure flashing into the alley beside the street.

This touch of brightness seemed to have torn open the cut on Wei Xun's shoulder, and the pain woke him up instantly.

What I didn't think of yesterday, I forgot to pick up that child!

I don't know why, but a feeling of annoyance swept through my whole body in an instant, like the aura when the spiritual veins in my body were opened.

Although it was only a one-time relationship, he still recognized the red shadow.

If Wei Xun could predict the future, he knew that this red shadow would be with him and torture him for hundreds of years in the future, until he died.

So where should he be heading now?

Wei Xun hastily suppressed the sound of the silver bell and quickly chased after him, picked up the child from behind, fled over the wall in two steps, and ran out of the city.

He still remembered Xu Qingyan's words in his heart - don't make side effects.

He didn't know if the child would yell or was unwilling to go with him. He was afraid that the neighbors would be awakened before dawn, so he simply carried him out of the city first, and found a quiet place to ask carefully before making plans. .

The child in his arms was frightened and trembling violently. While running, he patted the child's back, leaned into his ear and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, it's brother, brother is back to pick you up."

These words were like an antidote for a person who was poisoned, and the child in his arms calmed down instantly; when he stopped outside the city, the child actually fell asleep in his arms.

He took off his outer robe and wrapped it around the child. Now that there was no one around, he stopped running and didn't intend to wield his sword. He just walked along the post road with two points of skill in his feet.

After solving the spell that suppressed the sound of the silver bell just now, the crisp sound of the bell rang again, knocking on the empty post road, accompanied by the chirping of birds and insects, it was like a hypnotic song.

Seeing the child in his arms sleeping so soundly, he probably sneaked out in the middle of the night last night without resting, so he wanted him to have a good sleep.

This is the safest way to go.

Just walked for a few hours like this, from a little bit of starlight, until the sun went up to the top of the head, the child in his arms still didn't wake up.

Wei Xun took his pulse with some worry, and after confirming that there was no problem, he looked around twice. The sky was bright, and there was a small post house not far ahead.

He was just thinking about fearing that the child in his arms would suffer from sunstroke, and he was also afraid that if he woke up, he would not be able to find food and drink, so this little inn was just right for him to come.

He raised his front foot and stepped into the gate of the post house, and when he looked up with his back foot, he saw a group of familiar faces all staring at him.

"Master...how do you..."