Biography of Xi Shan

Jing Ji kept silent all the way, and couldn't swallow even a meat bun.

The junior brother sat aside and stared at the meat bun and asked, "Second senior brother, why don't you eat it? It's so delicious."

Jing Ji glared at him: "Eat, eat, eat, you know what to eat, and I'll give you all to eat."

Lin Zixiao took the steamed stuffed bun with a smile on his face, and ate it down.

Jing Ji sighed and said, "Zi Xiao, how can you do this? Have you forgotten why you came to Xishan School?"

Lin Zixiao pouted: "Remember, it's just that I can't walk because I'm too fat. The doctor said that if I get fatter, I won't live to be ten years old, so my parents kicked me into the Xishan school. But look at me now How skinny you are, you won’t get fat if you eat!”

Seeing that he was as thin as a bamboo pole, Jing Ji had nothing to say.

Back then Liu Muyan was not willing to accept him as a disciple. Firstly, Lin Zixiao was not qualified to practice martial arts because of his dull aptitude. Second, Lin Zixiao's parents loved him very much. Most of the apprentices accepted were orphans, and Lin Zixiao was the first one with both parents and affluent family. Liu Muyan worried that Lin Zixiao would not have a long life and would go down the mountain if he couldn't stay for a few days.However, his parents have repeatedly promised that unless his son is dead, they will never see each other until he finishes his studies!

Liu Muyan saw that Lin Zixiao was really fat and pitiful at such a young age, so he accepted him as his apprentice.Over the past ten years, although he has not practiced martial arts well, his health has improved day by day, but his appetite is still considerable.

Jing Ji rested his chin, fiddling with the porridge in the bowl with his chopsticks boredly.

"Second Senior Brother, you don't even want to eat porridge? Why don't you give it to me?" Lin Zixiao blinked and approached with a smile.

Jing Ji pursed his mouth and pushed the porridge over.

Lin Zixiao said while eating: "Second senior brother, why don't you like food anymore? What are you thinking? I have seen a lot of delicious food along the way, but the master forbids them to eat, saying that martial arts practitioners should have a light appetite. .”

"It's okay, I'll buy it for you." Jing Ji said, "Master just said, it doesn't matter."

Lin Zixiao looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "Then do you have any money?"

Jing Ji took out a small blue purse, opened it for him to see, "Here, have you seen enough?"

Lin Zixiao quickly clutched the purse and stuffed it into Jing Ji's arms, and asked in a low voice, "Second senior brother, why do you have so much money? Master gave me ten coins when I came out this time."

Jing Ji said: "Master gave it to me when I went down the mountain, but Senior Brother Chen paid for the expenses along the way, so the money was saved."

Lin Zixiao heard the words and said: "No wonder, Chen Daozhen is really kind to you, I have already spent my ten cents, and after begging for a long time, he gave me two cents and bought a bunch of candied haws."

Jing Ji snorted, and said angrily with his mouth flattened, "Senior Brother Chen is no good, he's a liar!"

Lin Zixiao didn't speak when he heard the words, and just sipped his porridge.

After a while, Jing Ji leaned over slowly, put his arm on Lin Zixiao's shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Do you think he will ignore me because I spent money from Senior Brother Chen? I've been living on the mountain and don't understand these things, weren't you the young master before? Tell me, isn't silver very important?"

"Money is of course very important." Lin Zixiao curled his lips, "But that's not necessarily true. You see, my parents don't take money seriously. The Wuji clan has a big business. I heard that there is an entire town's property. You, Senior Brother Chen, may not What are you thinking about that little money? Xishan and Wujizong are far apart, and sooner or later you will be separated."

"But Senior Brother Chen promised me that we will never be separated." Jing Ji frowned, his expression a bit tangled.

"Then tell me, why don't you separate? What are you two big men getting tired of?" Lin Zixiao sighed, and swept the porridge into his stomach with a groan.

Jing Ji let out a long sigh, and fell into another burst of sighs.

On the other side, Lu Zhen walked over, frowned at Lin Zixiao's pile of empty bowls.

Lin Zixiao quickly said: "Second senior brother can't eat, don't waste food."

Lu Zhen said: "The room has been arranged, three people share one room."

After all, several senior brothers grabbed Jing Ji's neck, and one of them laughed and said, "Second Senior Brother, sleep with me today, tell me about what you've seen and heard over the past month or so."

Jing Ji immediately said: "You snore, I won't share a room with you."

The man blew his beard and stared at him and said, "Second Senior Brother, you despise me once you go down the mountain? You forgot, I will give you a warm bed in winter!"

Jing Ji smiled shyly, and several senior brothers scratched him up and down.

Lu Zhen frowned and stared at the others and said, "Don't mess around, what does this look like, go upstairs and clean up quickly, Master has something to tell."

Zhou Ce said with a hippie smile: "I know, I know, senior brother, you should also relax, this is a rare trip to the mountain."

Lu Zhen had nothing to do with these people, and couldn't help but smile.

The senior brothers were messing around, and a person in the corner smiled coldly and went upstairs with a sword.

Zhou Ce was the most jealous person and couldn't hide his thoughts. He looked at Sun Lifeng's back and sneered: "Master Su is the most honest and gentle person, why did you accept him as an apprentice?"

Lu Zhen pursed her lips, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, don't say a few words, go upstairs and clean up."

This time Liu Muyan took all his disciples to participate in the martial arts conference, while Su Qisheng stayed in the Xishan faction to sit in charge, and only Sun Lifeng followed him among his disciples.Su Qisheng was honest and dull, he only cared about cultivating and teaching his disciples all day long, and even the family members at the foot of the mountain had many omissions, not to mention taking care of his disciples' xinxing.

Sun Lifeng was not from the direct lineage. Although Liu Muyan didn't care about these things, he couldn't stop Su Qisheng's disciples from having ideas, and always felt that they were inferior to Liu Muyan's disciples.As the apprentices of the two gradually grew up, the restraint that was maintained indistinctly became more fragile.Most of Su Qisheng's disciples were diligent and hardworking, while Liu Muyan's disciples occupied the status of the direct line, except for Lu Zhen, most of the martial arts were not as good as Su Qisheng's school, which made Su Qisheng's disciples even more depressed.

Liu Muyan naturally saw all this, but Su Qisheng didn't realize it, and still only focused on studying the profound martial arts attainments of the Xishan School.Su Qisheng was originally Liu Muyan's senior brother, but now that Liu Muyan is the head of the sect, Su Qisheng's disciples are shorter, and Su Qisheng's non-competitive personality makes his disciples hate him even more.

Before participating in the martial arts conference this time, the current martial arts leader held a martial arts competition for rookies. Sun Lifeng looked down on the direct descendant faction and thought it was just a bunch of mobs.

The Xishan faction has the sacred status of a master of martial arts in the martial arts, but now that Liu Muyan has become the leader of the martial arts, he not only does nothing, but also indulges his disciples in eating, drinking and having fun, and neglects martial arts training.While Sun Lifeng was heartbroken, he couldn't help feeling resentment.

However, Zhou Ce's group of disciples didn't realize it, and they didn't think that the disciples of Xishan School should be martial arts geniuses who dominated the Jianghu. Instead, they quite agreed with Liu Muyan's idea of ​​strengthening his body.

In the end, Lu Zhen took Jing Ji and Lin Zixiao to a room, and Zhou Ce, who was the loudest, was sent to sleep with other brothers.

Jing Ji and Lin Zixiao slept on the bed, while Lu Zhen made the floor.

The two juniors didn't have the consciousness of being juniors at all, they occupied the bed by fighting and rowdy.

As soon as Lin Zixiao got on the bed, he started snoring, and Jing Ji's eyebrows flew up in anger.Jing Ji opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at the bed curtain, thinking about the different expressions of Senior Brother Chen in his head, but most of them were sullen but couldn't hold back a gentle smile.

Jing Ji sighed, thinking, Senior Brother Chen probably really has something urgent to do.

Lu Zhen stared at him for a while, then asked, "Can't sleep?"

Jing Ji pursed his lips, looked sideways at Lu Zhen, and asked, "Brother, I'm bored."

Lu Zhen asked, "What's bothering you?"

On weekdays, the elder brother loved and indulged him the most, but he still couldn't say anything to the elder brother who was always serious. He sighed and shook his head, "I'd better go to sleep."

Lu Zhen frowned, and seeing Jing Ji closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep, he could only suppress the doubt in his heart and close his eyes, but he vaguely knew that it was probably because of that man named Chen Daozhen.

Lu Zhen subconsciously disliked Chen Daozhen. His always carefree, lively and lovely younger brother became sentimental just because of such a person. Just because of this alone, he disliked Chen Daozhen.

On the second day, Xishan sent a group of people to Murong's family in Jingzhou.

Murong Lianhe, the current martial arts leader, personally met Liu Muyan and his party. Murong Lianhe looks like a man in his fifties, with a long beard reaching his waist, broad shoulders, and a well-built body. He looks like a hero.

Murong Lianhe was very surprised by Liu Muyan's arrival, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and sighed: "Xishan School is one of the best sects in the Jianghu, but they have always been idle and ignorant of world affairs, but now they can travel long distances, old man I'm really grateful."

Liu Muyan smiled slightly, and said: "Liu has received a letter from the leader, and has some understanding of the reason for calling the martial arts conference this time. Since the Xishan faction is a member of the Jianghu, it cannot ignore the affairs of the Jianghu. The local leader who can use Liu in the matter just mention it."

Liu Muyan didn't point it out, but the other party naturally understood what he meant.Murong Lianhe agreed with a smile, and ordered his servants to bring some distinguished guests to stay.

Liu Muyan was disrespectful, and left with his servant openly.

The smile on Murong Lianhe's face gradually faded away, he thought to himself, after not seeing him for many years, this old fox Liu Muyan is smiling more and more towards people, and he is afraid that he will play Tai Chi with him in the end if he speaks nicely.

The martial arts conference will not be held until a few days later, after everyone has settled down, Liu Muyan let everyone rest on their own.

The crowd cheered wildly, holding on to Liu Muyan and saying good things.

Sun Lifeng was so surprised that he couldn't speak. He saw many disciples practicing martial arts. Amazing achievements can only be achieved with a hundred times of hardship.

If Liu Muyan indulged his disciples so much, after many years, the Xishan School would only become a third-rate sect. At that time, everyone would think that the reason why the Xishan School ignored Jianghu affairs was because they couldn't get on the stage and couldn't manage things.

Sun Lifeng's mood suddenly became depressed.

Liu Muyan glanced at him and said with a smile: "Nephew Sun doesn't have to be so serious. When it's time to relax, he should relax a bit. Isn't he tense enough on the mountain?"

"Yes, head." No matter what Sun Lifeng thought in his heart, his face was still respectful.

Liu Muyan sighed in his heart, and didn't bother to pay more attention to it. He didn't treat his disciples well, let alone his collateral disciples who were far away from his heart. Although Liu Muyan was the head of the sect, he was not a saint. He treated different disciples. People are bound to be different.

Zhou Ce spat behind his back, thinking that Sun Lifeng would really spoil the atmosphere.