Around noon, someone came in a hurry to send them a few messages, telling them to go back quickly, without saying a word.
Seeing this, something must have happened, and it was not a trivial matter.
On the way back, I could see many sect disciples rushing back.
When Jianjian Valley was at its most prosperous, there were thousands of disciples under his sect. Now it is no longer the grand occasion, and there are nearly a thousand children from inside and outside.
With so many people, it is impossible for everyone to know each other. Some just met and looked familiar, but they didn't even know the other person's name. Some may have been sent out on errands, and it is rare to come back for several years, and it is difficult to even know each other.
On the way to Luofeng Terrace, Brother Xiao saw acquaintances, familiar people, and unfamiliar people.
There is a bridge on the road, which is connected by fine steel cables, and a thousand bridge slabs are paved on it. There are many people crossing the bridge, but the bridge deck is not that wide, and there are still some small disputes at the bridge head. The strong one crossed the bridge first, and the weak one got to the bridge first, but was pushed aside, and could only watch others pass first.
Brother Xiao and the others were also chased up behind them. Different elders in the sect, the disciples handed down have subtle differences in clothing. For the disciples of Elder Gan's lineage, the sword tassels were all dark maroon. When the wind was strong, the crimson sword tassels were blown wildly like a conspicuous banner.
Elder Gan is known to be domineering, and his disciples also appear to be domineering, and it is not a big deal for them to steal the way.
The few people who arrived first gave way to the bridge and let them pass first.
Brother Xiao stepped on the edge of the stone steps, his body swayed slightly, and his elbow bumped into a person standing behind him.
He quickly apologized: "I'm sorry."
The person next to him said: "It doesn't matter, brother, don't worry about it."
After those people passed by, Senior Brother Xiao saw the person who spoke just now. He was wearing a robe of an outer disciple who had been washed white, his hair was tied up with a cloth belt, and he wore a leather sheathed Qingfeng sword.
At first glance, he looked like a fringe disciple who was very unhappy, and couldn't even put together a decent outfit.
People in the world often say that people should be respected first and then others, but it is often the same for people who practice Taoism. Not to mention how gorgeous the clothes are, at least they have to fit. More importantly is the saber. Anyone who practices swords cherishes the sword more than anything else. Even if his clothes are shabby and shabby, the sword has to be tidied up.
Looking at the appearance of this disciple, one can tell that he is not doing well.
Senior brother Xiao is sure that he has never seen this fellow before, but this person's life is quite upright, his bearing is generous, and he doesn't look downcast or wretched, so he won't make people bored.
"What's the name of this senior brother? My surname is Xiao, and I have only one surname. I am a disciple of Yuxu Peak."
The man returned a salute: "Brother Xiao, you are welcome. My surname is Li Mingchen, and I am a disciple of Changle Pavilion."
Changle Pavilion is actually the place where the disciples of the outer sect stayed. They had a higher status than ordinary people in the city, and their status was limited. They only learned the most superficial skills. Any chores and rough work are assigned to them, but they never turn to them when it is beneficial.
Xiao Yu hadn't had much contact with these disciples of Changle Pavilion, and many of them hadn't even met face to face.
"Does Junior Brother Li have a teacher?"
"My aptitude is dull, how can I have that blessing."
Xiao Yu had a good impression of this disciple, he seemed to be a good seedling who knew how to advance and retreat. If the master is free later, I will mention it to the master. If the disciple is of good quality, the master can accept him as a disciple, and it is fine to be a registered disciple first.
But Xiao Yu felt a little discouraged when he looked at the young man walking silently behind him.
The sect has reached this point, and even the direct disciples are panicking and want to find another way out. How can the master be in the mood to accept disciples at this moment? Even if he accepted it, he might not have any future if he stayed in the Burial Sword Valley, maybe he already wanted to leave, so he didn't care about apprenticeship at all.
The sect has been experiencing constant turmoil these days, and today it suddenly summoned all the disciples together, maybe something big happened.
Thinking of the news that Xiao Yu heard in the morning, Xiao Yu's mood became more and more depressed.
Elder Lu left for several days and did not return, and no news came back.
Is it true that, as others said, something happened to Elder Lu
With Elder Lu's cultivation base and deeds, who can easily harm him
Their branch of Yuxu Peak originally belonged to Elder Lu's family, and their master was indifferent and not calculating, and he was already a soft-spoken person in the sect, so he was often excluded by others. In the past, he relied on Elder Lu to take care of him, so he could barely gain a foothold. If Elder Lu is really gone...
When Xiao Yu arrived at Luofeng Terrace, most of the sect's disciples had already arrived. He walked around the edge of the crowd and stood with his brothers. Although there were many people on the stage, each branch and department formed their own groups, and they were clearly separated from each other, and some even regarded each other as enemies.
The faction of Yuxu Peak has a small number of people, and they are standing in a marginal position, which shows their status within the sect.
The brothers and sisters have greeted each other, and their faces are not very good-looking. The news of Elder Lu's misfortune, even Xiao Yu, who is not well-informed, has heard about it. Others must know what they should know by now. Of course, this face is not good.
Everyone knew that they could barely hold on when Elder Lu was around. If Elder Lu wasn't around, maybe they wouldn't even be able to keep the territory of Yuxu Peak, and sooner or later they would be swallowed up with their bones.
It's a coincidence that not far from them are the outer disciples of Changle Pavilion. Just now Li Chen was standing not far from him, and he didn't seem to be close to others. When he looked around, he was vaguely dazed. At a loss.
Seeing him like this, Xiao Yu felt a little sympathetic.
Although their Yu Xufeng was unhappy in the sect, it was much better than these outer disciples who were left alone and left to fend for themselves and were bullied.
Xiao Yu waved at him, Li Chen hesitated for a moment, as if he couldn't believe Xiao Yu was calling him. It wasn't until Xiao Yu nodded to him and beckoned again that he came this way.
"Are there no acquaintances of yours over there?"
Li Chen answered softly: "I haven't been a beginner for a long time, so I don't have much to talk to my seniors."
It can be seen that his clothes don't fit well, and his sword is also the cheapest item in the shops in the city, so he must be living in a very embarrassing way.
Xiao Yu felt that this person was close to his eyes and wanted to take care of him a little bit, but at the moment, there are too many people everywhere, so it is not easy to say anything else, so he just told him: "You just stay here, and if there is anything to do later, you Be smart. I have something to tell you when this place is over."
Li Chen showed surprise and gratitude, and quickly responded. (to be continued)