412 Head of Huashan
"Hehe, Third Senior Brother, I won't be fooled by you this time!"
Xia Yi put his hands behind his back, pulled his fingers together, and said triumphantly, "If he is so good at swordsmanship, why doesn't he carry a sword? Moreover, you can see that there are calluses on his fingers and joints, which is obviously from practicing boxing! "
"Your junior sister is quite smart."
Li Fan couldn't help but praise, "Children, you have potential, practice your sword well, and strive to become a master when you grow up."
"Go, go, who is the kid!"
Xia Yi immediately became unhappy, "I am already 18 years old this year! Humph!"
"Forehead… "
Li Fan was indeed stunned for a moment. He looked carefully at the petite Xia Yi and couldn't imagine that this girl was actually 18 years old? But if you look carefully... her cup size seems to be quite large. Li Fan thought it was due to premature growth, but he didn't expect that she just didn't grow taller...
"Why don't you just call me Senior Sister? What are you waiting for!"
Xia Yi seemed to be teasing Li Fan, which made Li Fan laugh.
"Okay, okay, Senior Sister Xia, thank you for your advice."
Li Fan raised his hands to this little girl who was two heads shorter than him, and respectfully called her senior sister, which made Xia Yi burst into laughter.
"Third Senior Brother, look, look, I'm not the youngest now!"
Xia Yi clapped her hands happily, causing Chen Junhua to laugh, "Okay, okay, you're the best. Go and practice your sword skills on your own. I'm going to take Brother Li to see the leader."
"I also need to go!"
Xia Yi seemed to like to join in the fun and insisted on coming along. Chen Junhua seemed to have no choice but to let her follow him like a follower.
Li Fan took the opportunity to admire this magnificent Huashan Sect. Especially when covered with snow, the scenery of Huashan School is even more beautiful and breathtaking. Along the way, Xia Yi kept asking Li Fan like a curious baby.
"Junior brother, what kind of boxing are you practicing?"
"Seven Heroes Fist."
"Seven Heroes Fist? What kind of boxing is this? I've never heard of it! You can't just say it to deceive me, right? Huh, I'm a senior sister, you have to respect me!"
"How dare you lie to senior sister? It is indeed the Seven Heroes Fist. Your third senior brother can testify for me."
Xia Yi looked at Chen Junhua, who hurriedly said.
"That's right, it's the Seven Heroes Fist. This is Brother Li's own boxing technique."
"Yeah, it's my own creation. It's definitely not very powerful! But I'm interested in learning. Let's do this. You teach me boxing and I teach you swordsmanship. We'll be fair!"
"Stop messing around."
Chen Junhua quickly reminded Xia Yi, "Huashan swordsmanship is not taught to outsiders. If you want to teach it, you must obtain the consent of the master."
"Why are you in such a hurry? I just want to exchange my beautiful swordsmanship!"
"Don't show those homemade sword skills of yours to embarrass yourself..."
Chen Junhua has a black thread hanging on his head.
"Why! They're all self-made, and it won't be a loss if we exchange them!"
"Senior Sister is right. Let's compare martial arts and exchange experiences."
Li Fan's words made Xia Yi satisfied, "That's pretty much it! I'll let you see how powerful these sword skills of this young lady are!"
The three people talked all the way to the Dongxia Palace where the leader was.
Dongxia Hall is the largest treasure hall of the Huashan Sect. There is a golden sculpture inside. It is the founder of the Huashan Sect and has been respected by all the disciples of the sect for generations. The Huashan Sect is now the largest sword sect in the world, and all its disciples focus on practicing swordsmanship. Not far behind the Dongxia Palace is the Sword Burial Pond of the Huashan Sect. When every generation of Huashan disciples passed away or washed their hands in the golden basin, their swords would be put into the burial sword pool.
And when a new disciple officially becomes a master, he can take a new sword from the Burial Sword Pond.
Tang Yao, the leader of the Huashan Sect, was sitting in the Dongxia Palace, wearing a purple robe. Beside him was a familiar face.
"Disciple Chen Junhua, pay homage to the master."
Chen Junhua saluted Tang Yao, and Li Fan pretended not to notice the acquaintance next to him and followed suit.
"My Excellency, Li Fan, has met Master Tang."
"Disciple Xia Yi, meet the master!"
Xia Yi, who was next to him, hurriedly shouted after him.
Li Fan could feel that there were two fiery lights coming from the acquaintance's position.
"Little overlord Li Fan? Haha, rare visitor, rare visitor."
Tang Yao was very polite, "Yuansheng's trustee told me before that I thought he was a joke, but I didn't expect that I actually met Li Shaoxia. By the way, Li Shaoxia, this is Yin Wuchao, the master of Golden Eagle Castle. I miss you." We had a chance encounter."
"This fate is not shallow!"
Yin Wuchao clenched his fists, narrowed his eyes, and glanced at Li Fan. But in front of Tang Yao, he couldn't get angry. This Yin Wuchao had slightly white hair before, but in a short period of time, his hair turned white. It seemed that he was worried about his Golden Eagle Castle.
"Since Li Shaoxia is here, let's take a stroll in Huashan. Enjoy the scenery and feel relaxed and happy."
"Of course, this is my first time in Huashan and I don't understand the rules. If I offend Master Tang in the future, please forgive me."
"Okay, okay. Junhua, I have some matters to discuss with Lord Yin. Please treat Li Shaoxia well on my behalf. Don't neglect him."
"Yes, Master."
Chen Junhua raised his hand and said, "Master, Li Shaoxia has a serious inner demon. I want to pass on his sect's 'Purple Energy from the East'. I hope the master will approve it."
"Oh, it's just a simple breathing method. It's up to you."
This Chen Junhua is a high disciple of Huashan. Tang Yao obviously loves him very much and waves his hand, "Go ahead and take Li Shaoxia around Huashan. Xia Yi, don't make trouble."
"How can I be so naughty!"
Xia Yi pouted her mouth unhappily. And when they were about to leave, Yin Wuchao suddenly asked again, "Young Master Li, I don't know which room you are staying in at night. I have been away from you for a while and want to catch up with you."
The old guy Yin Wuchao wanted to talk to him about the past, and he probably wanted to find a chance to deal with him.
Li Fan was not angry, but said with a smile, "Huashan Mountain is so big and beautiful. I plan to take a stroll here in the past few days, and wherever I go, I can sleep wherever I want."
"Very good, very good, haha..."
The corners of Yin Wuchao's mouth were twitching.
"In that case, I'll take my leave."
Li Fan wanted to laugh, but he held it back, pretending to be open-minded, and turned around and left the hall with his brother and sister Chen Junhua.
After going out, Li Fan could still faintly hear voices inside the hall.
"Master Tang, the demon sect is arrogant, you should help me."
"Master Yin Fort... This secret chamber in Huashan has not been opened for nearly a hundred years... I'm afraid..."