Bao Puzong is also in the Western Continent. With Cangya Mountain in the south and the north, facing each other from a distance, it is one of the three factions of "one mountain and three factions".
When it comes to the Western Continent, people first think of Cangya Mountain, and then Baopuzong.
Many people have forgotten that two thousand years ago, Baopuzong was the largest sect in the Western Continent, and its prestige far surpassed that of Cangya Mountain.
If... it wasn't that there was a Sword Saint in Cangya. And the relationship between this swordsman and Bao Puzong is very bad.
In other words, the rise of Cangya Mountain was accompanied by the decline of Baopuzong.
The wheel of history rolls away, leaving the glory of the past behind, and is gradually annihilated by dust.
But there are always people who are unwilling to forget, and even less reconciled.
Bao Pu Zong's unwillingness has been suppressed for 1,600 years. Like the runes of the Taiji Array, it is passed down from generation to generation.
In order to avoid trouble, Luo Mingchuan had already released the pressure of the barrier-breaking realm when he was walking.
Sure enough, the mountain bandits and the Xiaoxiao disciples all escaped, saving a lot of trouble. But I didn't expect that another group of cultivators who rushed to the Flower Folding Club would also choose the path of Panlongling. This kind of coercion seems a bit provocative.
Hence the above situation.
One person came out of the crowd in cyan robes, whose realm was only in the initial stage of concentration. Facing the barrier-breaking realm of Luo Mingchuan, his aura was domineering, "I take care of Pu Zong, where is Xiaoxiao standing in the way?"
Luo Mingchuan originally planned to let it go.
But as soon as the other party said these words, he had already straightened his body slightly and gave a half salute, "Cangya Mountain, Xiganfeng, Luo Mingchuan."
At this time, Yin Biyue and Duan Chongxuan had already arrived, and they heard Luo Mingchuan claiming his name, so Yin Biyue also bowed, "Cangya Mountain is at Huafeng, Yin Biyue."
"Xi Huafeng Duan Chongxuan."
They bowed halfway here, but the other party had to return the full salute.
Because Luo Mingchuan was the first disciple of Cangya, Yin Biyue and Duan Chongxuan were disciples of Sword Saint. On the other hand, the people from Baopuzong were all three generations of disciples.
The disciple who just spoke recovered from the shock, his face turned ashen, and he still led the crowd to salute.
When Luo Mingchuan reported his name, he almost yelled, 'You think I'm a three-year-old urchin, how can the Cangya Mountain disciple be dressed like this? ! '
But the two people who stood up behind him made him swallow his anger abruptly.
Because the name of the Sword Saint disciple, no one dares to take it off.
No wonder the disciples of Baopu Zong were arrogant, because Luo Mingchuan didn't wear Cang Ya's Taoist robe, but plain clothes. The hood of Yin Biyue's black cloak also covered half of his face, plus Duan Chongxuan's moving little golden man suit...
As a result, the three of them don't look like serious disciples of the sect.
It looks soft and bullying.
But when Luo Mingchuan saluted first, this softness became a soft knife.
The disciples of Baopuzong who wore Taoist robes were contrasted as vulgar and rude Yamano villagers.
If Luo Mingchuan is not polite, they are not from the same family, so there is no need to pay attention to seniority and strict etiquette.
But at this time, they had no choice but to return the gift, and they were reluctant to return.
At this moment, a male voice resounded in the forest, with an indifference that could not be rejected, "Nephew, step back."
The headed disciple of Baopuzong looked happy, and respectfully responded, "Yes, Master He."
Not only him, but more than a dozen disciples of Baopu Zong all looked happy. Spontaneously separated from both sides to meet the man who came out of the forest.
The sooner Yin Bi knew that this group of people could be so domineering, the one with the highest cultivation was definitely not the one just now.
And after knowing their origins, although shocked but not panic, it can be seen that the leader of this group must be a person whose identity, status and cultivation realm are comparable to those of the three of them.
Although he was called Shishu, a young man walked out of the forest.
With a thin body and pale complexion, the same blue robe as everyone else wears on him, creating an inexplicable depression, like moss that has accumulated over the years.
He showed all the power of the barrier-breaking period, forming a potential to compete with Luo Mingchuan.
The disciples of Baopuzong gathered behind him, headed by him.
The situation on the field changed.
Yin Biyue had already started to think about which sword art to use when he drew his sword.
The young man handed over his hands and gave them a half-gift, "Bao Puzong, why come."
His name is so simple, so simple it's a little strange.
But Luo Mingchuan showed a clear look. Because he is really famous.
The youth's tone was a little contemptuous, "I didn't know Cangya's master was here, but I didn't recognize it. I've offended you a lot. Please forgive me."
He said sorry, but still didn't mean to give way. On the other hand, "unrecognized" means that the three of them are dressed in strange clothes and misrepresented.
He glanced at Duan Chongxuan, his eyes were contemptuous, and he was a little disappointed.
Really disappointed.
Because everyone in the world speculates what kind of character the Sword Saint disciple is, but when he saw it today, he only felt that it was difficult to match his reputation. He came to participate in the flower folding meeting this time, largely because he got the news that the disciple of the sword saint came out of the mountain.
Now it seems, but that's it. It's really not worth the trip out on your own.
There were no fools present, so naturally they all heard what he meant.
There were a few sneers from the crowd of Baopu Zong. Mild and harsh.
Duan Chongxuan also smiled. He took two steps forward and nodded in greeting,
"Senior Brother He, I have been looking forward to you for a long time. It is a pleasure to meet you."
Yin Biyue keenly found that the momentum of the chatter was different.
Not bluff, but innate momentum.
Even the flashy silk robe with gold thread on him seemed to be a dignified and graceful imperial robe.
He said 'happy to meet', but he seemed to say 'kneel down'.
Duan Chongxuan continued, "Master and his elders often teach us that practitioners should 'do what they want without breaking the rules', do not shake their hearts because of external things, do not blind their eyes because of what they see, and 'turn things around with me' instead of 'with things' "Serve me", if the Dao's heart is firm and one's heart desires, famous swords and folding fans, Dao robes and fancy clothes are all foreign objects."
He Lai's face was a little unsightly. But he couldn't say that what the Juggernaut said was wrong.
Duan Chongxuan's words changed, and the smile on his face deepened.
"Meeting is a fate. Although there is a first-come-last-arrival on the road, but today I saw all the Taoist friends of Baopu Zong, all of them are simple and elegant, with jade and pearls hidden, so they are so peaceful and happy, I really admire! Since all the Taoist friends are different In a hurry, impatient, how can I not give way when I wait?"
He folded his fan, and withdrew generously,
"Please pass first!"
The faces of Baopu Zong were ashen, waiting for He Lai's decision.
Luo Mingchuan didn't give them a chance to speak,
"The dispute over the narrow road is small, and if it spreads out, it will be suspected that I, Cangya Mountain, are bullying others. I have always been sent to be polite and serious, and I can't bear such a bad name!"
He stepped aside and made a move,
"Please pass first!"
Yin Biyue could no longer draw his sword.
If Duan Chongxuan's words are said to be in a big circle, he implicitly expresses 'you are ugly, you go first'.
Luo Mingchuan is just like 'You are weak, you are reasonable'.
The diplomatic representative of Xi Huafeng superimposed the diplomatic representative of Cangya Mountain - how did these two goods with MAX language ability come together! !
For the first time, Yin Biyue deeply felt that 'justice is justice'.
Speaking of this, it seems a bit hypocritical to hold Pu Zong any more.
Because... people have already given way! They don't care what they say or do! It doesn't make sense!
He Lai cupped his hands and said, "There will be a period in the future", turned around and left with the people of Baopu Zong.
When the person holding Pu Zong left, Luo Mingchuan walked in front again.
Yin Biyue and Duan Hualao walked all the way, and asked in confusion, "Master really said something like that?"
Duan Chongxuan said confidently,
"I've only seen Master's portrait, who knows that the old man never said anything about it!"
Yin Biyue found herself speechless again.
Even the words of the swordsman dare to make up, if this guy was born in the northern capital...
The cliff also dared to falsely pass on the imperial edict. Check the water meter sooner or later!
On the mountain trail, the trees shaded the sun.
The blue-colored Taoist disciple said unwillingly, "Master He, let's just forget about it?"
He Lai, who was silent all the way, heard this, but a happy smile appeared on his face,
"Cangya Mountain is now so desolate that he can only speak as quickly as he can, why should he be afraid?"
As soon as this statement came out, someone immediately echoed, "Yes! Let's watch the flower-folding meeting, and the uncle will teach them a lesson!"
Someone else asked, "The one with a black cloak and a hood covering half of his face is really a disciple of Xi Huafeng? Why don't I look like a good person?"
The disciple who first had a dispute with Luo Mingchuan replied, "Oh, I didn't believe that the three of them were really Cangya Mountain, but as soon as that person came out, I knew it was right! Half a month ago, it was arranged in Cangya Mountain. The spy at the foot sent a letter back, someone in Xi Huafeng went wrong in his practice, and his head turned white overnight! I think it was the one who was secretive just now!"
The rest of the people showed a clear look, and there was humanity, "This will inevitably damage the cultivation base, I really don't know what to do with the flowers!"
The disciples of Baopu Zong were chatting and laughing, and walked forward in high spirits.
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Duan Chongxuan doesn't like to be quick, he just doesn't like to suffer.
The growing environment taught him from a young age that there is absolutely no reason for him to suffer, whether he is speaking or doing things.
Luo Mingchuan also doesn't like verbal disputes, but he thinks that there is no need to do anything that can be solved by mouth.
And even if you just speak, you can't let others bully you.
They stick to their own truth and don't care what it looks like in the eyes of others.
Yin Bi thought more and more, maybe before the flower-folding meeting, he didn't have a chance to draw his sword.
But he still had some questions that he didn't understand, "Where did that name come from, is it famous?"
Duan Chongxuan looked at him in surprise, then smiled and raised his eyebrows,
"Fourth Senior Brother, you should ask this in front of him, you will definitely anger him to vomit a robe of blood!"
Yin Biyue really didn't know. Even if I read through the classics and dossiers in the Lanyuan Academy, and know the origin and history of each faction, I still don't know what new talents have appeared in the last hundred years.
I only know that the Qinglu Sword Sect has a 'wind and rain sword' Zhong Shan, because it is so famous.
Duan Chongxuan then asked, "Do you know 'Bao Pu Qi Zi'?"
Yin Biyue thought thoughtfully, "It seems that I have heard of it. Is there someone named Lin Yuangui?"
Duan Chongxuan felt that the other six could spit out a robe of blood.
But he still patiently explained the confusion for his senior brother, "What happened just now, the fifth of the 'Baopu Seven Sons'."
Yin Biyue suddenly realized.
But the fifth place is like this, what about the remaining two
Duan Chongxuan continued, "Baopu seven sons, four spiritual practitioners and three martial arts practitioners, Lin Yuangui, who ranks first, is like a senior brother in Cangya Mountain. The other six are a bit of a strange practice whose lifelong ideal is to make a name for himself. View... I sometimes feel that Bao Puzong made the six of them as famous as Lin Yuangui in order to make up the number of people."
The chatter has been turned on and can't stop at all,
"What logic do you think this is? More people means victory?! Then I gather thirty-six heaven and seventy-two earth demons in Cangya, a total of one hundred and eight heroes, wouldn't I be able to crush the cultivation world?! If I were Lin Yuangui, who is put together with those six people every day, has long since thrown his hands down the mountain to betray the division!"
Yin Biyue felt that talking to Bao Zong... What kind of hatred? !
After thinking about it, he realized that, holding Pu Zong, the second child of ten thousand years, his attitude towards Cangya Mountain was always yin and yang. Most importantly, it is said that Juggernaut and Baopuzong have a very bad relationship.
Juggernaut, again Juggernaut.
Every time Yin Biyue thought of this cheap master, he was very entangled in his heart.
He didn't know why the Juggernaut had been traveling abroad for many years, why he would send a letter to the senior brother to accept the apprentice on behalf of the teacher and accept himself into Xihua Peak.
But he glanced at Duan Chongxuan who was immersed in complaints...
No, he didn't even know what the Juggernaut's standard of apprenticeship was!
When it comes to Juggernaut, I think of Mr. Zhang Yuan. The two are said to be close friends.
With so many outstanding students in the school, why did he choose to do things for him
Is it mutual attraction with the villain camp
Tsk, it's always confusing for the big guys to act now.
Yin Bi thinks more, if he has a resume, it must be written like this:
My name is Yin Biyue.
I am a villain.
Love to practice, love to practice swords, love to think, love whoever.
I'm the man who wants to be the ultimate villain.
You can insult me, but not my ideals in life.
You can question me, but not my professionalism.
The protagonist has a golden finger. Wherever he wants to go, the whole world makes way for him.
I have the halo of vicious gods and villains, gods block and kill gods, and Buddha block and kill Buddha.
My name is Yin Biyue. I bring salt for myself.
Bah, so salty!