Lu Buwang didn't like She Xuan. Ever since Wei Yu spread the gossip on Sanqing Peak to Lingxiao Sword Sect, she had no good feelings towards the evil woman who was seducing her good nephew.
Not to mention disdain, but the perfunctory and distant attitude is visible to the naked eye.
Seeing She Xuan stepping back with a gloomy look, Bai Jin frowned, secretly feeling distressed, and spoke for her: "Master, Junior Sister She is graceful and well-mannered, smart and capable, and she is in charge of everything in Yuhua Sect. Without her help, Junior Brother would be alone and would be too busy to practice."
She Xuan: “…”
Blame her for not being firm in her stance. The old woman turned into a caring big sister again.
Silly girl, why are you speaking for her
Lu Buwang glanced at Bai Jin. This kid practiced all day long and was under so much pressure that his brain became stupid.
If someone is being too attentive to you for no reason, he is either a traitor or a thief. What good intentions could this evil woman have? Is she taking care of Yuhua Sect? Is she coveting Lu Bei's body? She is dreaming of getting the moon first because she is close to the water.
Actually, due to some ulterior motives, Lu Buwang was not very interested in bringing together his stupid son and his obedient disciple. He was not as enthusiastic as the headmaster Lin Buyan.
On the contrary, when she learned that Mo Buxiu had left a young nephew for her outside, she immediately became excited and busy herself with the matter of the young nephew's return to the mountain gate. Every action was carried out through Bai Jin.
Its sinister intentions are self-evident.
Indeed, Lu Buwang also knew that Bai Jin disregarded matters between men and women, and thought that practicing together with a Taoist partner would only delay his ability to draw his sword.
So she didn't force it, and tactfully entrusted the jade pendant to him, and tactfully told some stories about how the eldest senior brother was nothing but shit, and how the senior sister and the younger junior brother only envied the mandarin ducks instead of the immortals.
Not much. During the time when Bai Jin was under house arrest, she came to my house every day to chat, and she only said more than 800 words, less than 1,000.
The results were minimal, Bai Jin insisted on his own opinion, without any man in his heart, he drew his sword naturally like a god.
Seeing this, Lu Buwang said nothing more, but as a staunch supporter of the "senior sister and junior brother" party, she firmly believed that this matter was not over and destiny would not let it go.
When destiny arrives, everything will fall into place.
In her arms, Lu Bei struggled to escape from danger while trying his best not to offend Lu Buwang, and spoke for She Xuan with a straightforward face.
"Uncle Master, Senior Sister is right!"
After saying that, he gave She Xuan an encouraging look, "It's okay if your uncle doesn't support you. Don't be afraid. Some difficulties and obstacles cannot knock you down."
Stand up and continue rolling.
Remember one thing, only by rolling can you have a tomorrow, and only by rolling can you gain happiness.
"You kid, I didn't say it wasn't true."
Lu Buwang gave She Xuan a gentle smile and reached out to Lu Bei again, wanting to hold him in his arms and love him well.
Lu Bei stepped back repeatedly, blocking his senior sister in front of him.
Everything about the world of immortal cultivation is good, except that appearance and age are too easy to be misunderstood, especially the elders, who are all white-skinned, beautiful and have long legs. The local NPCs are okay, and they are used to it. But he, who traveled through time...
Which time traveler can withstand such a test
Damn, there are bad people among the elders!
In order to avoid being in cahoots with bad people, Lu Bei always kept a certain distance from Lu Buwang and did not give her any chance to do anything.
Lu Buwang saw it all and smiled in his heart. He was indeed Mo Buxiu's direct disciple. He was as shy as his master and his face would blush if he was teased a little.
"Xiao Bei, it's windy here, come with me to the halfway point of the mountain for a walk. If you see something you like, just tell me and I'll buy it for you." Lu Buwang took two steps forward and raised his hand to grab Lu Bei's wrist, but he missed.
Lu Bei pushed Bai Jin and asked her to help quickly. His master was too enthusiastic and he couldn't stand it.
Seeing his fellow apprentice in distress, Bai Jin changed the subject and asked, "Master, where is our master? Why didn't I see him presiding over the meeting?"
"There are bad guests to be entertained over there." Lu Buwang glanced at the Yingjiang Pavilion on the third floor with a hint of annoyance on his face.
"Bad guest..."
Bai Jin's heart sank, and he looked towards Ying Jiange with a serious expression: "But Grand Master and the others?"
"Um."
Lu Buwang nodded, unwilling to waste time on this topic. He waved to Lu Bei who was hiding behind Bai Jin and continued to tease the shy little nephew.
…
The third floor of Yingjiang Pavilion.
The high house on Jianfeng Mountain overlooks the mountains, and the vast green mountains are like dragons and snakes moving far away. Climbing up to the top and taking in this scene, one can't help but feel proud.
There are three people in the room, and one of them is like this.
The head of Lingxiao Sword Sect, Lin Buyan, is a middle-aged man with an elegant face. He is gentle and humble. In his early years, he was also a pretty boy. After inheriting the position of the head of the sect, he was willing to accept the hardships of time and has become the gentle and elegant old pretty boy he is today.
At this moment, Lin Buyan leaned against the window and looked down, and saw a pretty boy being embraced by his wife, with his eyes slightly narrowed, with a flickering look in his eyes.
Trouble finally came.
The other two, one was serving tea, looking wealthy and smiling like Maitreya Buddha.
Jing Ji, the elder of Tianjian Sect.
The last person had a sturdy figure and a handsome appearance. He had a broad chest and a wide frame. Even when he was sitting, he was a head taller than Jing Ji.
He is the one overlooking the mountains with a heart full of lofty ambitions.
The elder of Tianjian Sect—Mei Wangsu.
At the same time, he is also the first generation disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect, the first disciple of the founder, Old Man Fu Jian, and the uncle of the second generation disciples with the word "Bu".
One thousand three hundred years ago, a sword genius abandoned the classics and walked out of the wilderness. With a single ordinary iron sword, he defeated all the sword masters in the world. He was known as the Immortal Sword Master and was invincible for an era.
After abandoning the classics and founding the Tianjian Sect, he attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven.
The Tianjian Peak of the Bulao Mountain was transformed from his iron sword, which suppressed the fortune of the Tianjian Sect. It has been passed down for thousands of years and is comparable to the fortune of the Divine Dynasty. No one can learn the immortal sword intent, so it is passed on to nine disciples who are one in a million with good sword skills.
After the founding of Wu Zhou, the situation in the cultivation world stabilized. All sword-cultivating sects respected the Tianjian Sect and regarded observing sword skills at Tianjian Peak as the supreme honor. Thus, the Iron Sword Alliance was established.
Four hundred years ago, the time of death for one of the Nine Swordsmen, the Old Man Carrying a Sword, was approaching, so he left Tianjian Peak and sought opportunities in Yuezhou.
No, he passed away.
Before his death, the old man carrying the sword learned the Qili Sutra, founded the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and accepted Mei Wangsu and Mu Lichen as disciples.
These two were disciples of Lingxiao Sword Sect. With the brothers working together, Lingxiao Sword Sect became increasingly powerful and became one of the most powerful sects in Yuezhou.
Unfortunately, before the old man with the sword passed away, he did not specify who would succeed him as the leader. The two brothers had their own ambitions, and after the Lingxiao Sword Sect became powerful, their differences led to conflicts, and eventually a war broke out.
In this battle, both parties had an agreement that the winner would become the leader, and the loser would submit or leave and start a new sect.
As a result, Mu Lichen, his junior fellow disciple, was more skilled and Mei Wangsu was defeated. He was unwilling to assist his junior fellow disciple, nor was he willing to start his own sect, which led to a civil war in the Lingxiao Sword Sect.
The Lingxiao Sword Sect suffered heavy casualties, with more than half of its elite disciples killed. Seeing the Yuezhou branch fighting among themselves, the Tianjian Sect stepped in to mediate, with each side getting fifty lashes.
First, the officials confirmed Mu Lichen as the head of the sect and gave him the title of Nine Swords. Then, the two brothers were dragged back to Tianjian Peak and each of them was put in solitary confinement in a quiet room, where they sat there doing nothing and comprehended the sword intent.
Mei Wangsu was executed on the spot, and Mu Lichen was given a fifty-year reprieve, allowing him to run Lingxiao Sword Sect for fifty years before returning to Tianjian Peak to receive his punishment.
With this, the first generation of disciples was sealed and the second generation of disciples rose.
Because Mei Wangsu was in the wrong first, refused to admit defeat and took the initiative to provoke a civil war, the Tianjian Sect took him away and did not forget to take his die-hard supporters away as well.
Those who remained in Lingxiao Sword Sect were all Mu Lichen's direct disciples, namely Lin Buyan, Lu Buwang, and Mo Buxiu.
Lin Buyan is the eldest senior brother. Although his cultivation aptitude is not top-notch, he is good at networking and has a very active mind, making him the most suitable candidate to inherit the position of the head of the sect.
Mu Lichen returned to Tianjian Peak to accept his punishment and passed the position of the head of the sect and the title of Nine Swords to Lin Buyan. He also worked hard and lived up to the responsibility entrusted by his master. Within a hundred years, he led the Lingxiao Sword Sect out of the shadow of civil war and returned to the peak of Yuezhou.
If we have to say what is wrong, it is that Lin Buyan is too cunning. After taking power, he distanced himself from the Tianjian Sect and had the idea of setting up his own sect.
It is a good thing for young people to have ideas, which should be encouraged, but too many ideas are not good and need to be discouraged.
Thus, Mei Wangsu's confinement period ended and he was released from the small dark room. He would visit Lingxiao Sword Sect once every few years.
Today, Elder Jing Ji came to watch the ceremony and brought Mei Wangsu along as well. He had no other intention but to disgust Lin Buyan.
He is the leader of Lingxiao Sword Sect because Tianjian Sect gave the nod of approval, and this must be kept in mind.
"Master Lin, did you hear what I just said?"
Mei Wangsu was very concerned about the position of the head of the sect. He had created the Lingxiao Sword Sect's strength with his swords. Lin Buyan was a hypocritical villain, a scum of sword cultivation who relied on his looks to make a living. He didn't even have the cultivation level of the Fusion Stage, so he had no right to compete with him, let alone take the position of the head of the sect.
“He deserves to die!”
Seeing Lu Bei hiding behind Bai Jin, waiting to make a move, Lin Buyan's eyes flashed with coldness.
"What?"
"What what?"
Lin Buyan retracted his gaze and smiled apologetically: "To be honest with you, I was distracted just now. I didn't hear a word you said when you were talking nonsense. Anger is harmful to the body. I don't want to blame myself, and please don't take it to heart. This is good for everyone's sword body, so why not do it!"
BANG!!
The invisible sword force crushed, and the teacup in front of Lin Buyan shattered. The tea mixed with tea leaves was suspended in the air. Every drop of water and every leaf was wrapped in the terrifying sword intent.
Ready to go.
Lin Buyan smiled faintly, not caring at all. As a politician, he was least afraid of rough people.
So what if he was a cultivator in the fusion stage? He certainly couldn't beat him, but Mei Wangsu dared to touch him and if he dared to touch him, he would fall down the stairs, vomit dozens of ounces of blood, and call on all the disciples in the mountain to come to the rescue.
Lin Buyan was fearless, and seeing that the atmosphere was almost settled, Jing Ji spoke up with a smile and acted as a peacemaker.
"Master Lin, don't panic, and Junior Brother Mei, don't get angry. We are all family, there is nothing we can't talk about calmly!"
As he spoke, Jing Ji looked at Lin Buyan and said with a smile, "Junior Brother Mei means that he has a few useless disciples who also want to take advantage of the secret realm and hope to enter as disciples of Lingxiao Sword Sect."
"How dare I disobey Elder Jing's order? They are all my fellow disciples, so I will personally accompany them on this journey."
"Master Lin?"
"I am also a second-generation disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect. If they can enter, then I can too!"
"But you all..."
"Hey, Elder Jing, are you taking sides?"