The short gathering ended in a bad mood.
Mei Wangsu left with a flick of his sleeves, and Elder Jingji walked with him. Before leaving, he quietly blamed Lin Buyan, saying that they were brothers from the same sect, the previous generation was over, they shook hands and made peace, the Huangji Sect had wolfish ambitions, and they were courting disaster...
A sincere advice, every word comes from the heart.
Lin Buyan was extremely moved by what he heard, with a bit of shame on his face. He said that he benefited a lot from it and that he was narrow-minded in the past. He reflected on his mistakes behind closed doors after the conference.
After practicing Tai Chi for a while, Jing Ji left with a smile. Lin Buyan watched his back disappear, his humble expression restrained, and he was quite amused.
This was not the first time that the Tianjian Sect had struck him, and it wouldn't be the last.
The grievances of the previous generation have not ended. As Mei Wangsu behaved well during his sentence and was released early after his sentence was reduced, the grievances of the Lingxiao Sword Sect’s civil war were picked up again.
Here, the word "weigh" is the way to rule your subordinates.
Lin Buyan knew all this very well and was not at all panicked. The Tianjian Sect wanted to take back the Lingxiao Sword Sect because they had taken a fancy to the Lingxiao Sword Sect's significant influence in Yuezhou.
He runs the entire Lingxiao Sword Sect like an iron barrel and decides the will of everyone in the sect. He is both a thorn in the eyes and a target to be won over. He will not die, and nothing will happen to him.
The Tianjian Sect was the first to disagree.
What Lin Buyan was worried about was that Mei Wangsu was a stubborn and conceited person who was notoriously unable to accept defeat. Sooner or later, the Lingxiao Sword Sect would face a second civil war. With their master Mu Lichen confined and not allowed to go out, none of the second-generation disciples in the sect could be a match for Mei Wangsu.
The main general is defeated and there is no point in fighting.
Only by delaying for a few more years, Bai Jin will be able to advance to the fusion stage and hold the sword of the leader before he can fight against him.
Nine Swords: Great Trend of Heaven.
The bad thing is that time does not allow him to use Tai Chi to delay. At the latest next year, the Tianjian Sect should allow Mei Wangsu to use force.
"If you want to enter the secret realm to get some bargains, Smiling Tiger should just arrange it directly. Why are you asking me? You know I will refuse..."
"What's the point?"
Lin Buyan narrowed his eyes slightly, deduced the threat from the first layer, and soon figured out the possibility of the second layer.
Within the acceptable range of Tianjian Sect, the rebellious "Bu" generation of Lingxiao Sword Sect was ready to take action in the secret realm, destroying Bai Jin's possibility of advancing to the fusion stage, and even more ruthlessly, destroying his cultivation and taking his life.
"Tsk tsk, what a kind and benevolent elder..."
Lin Buyan sneered three times: "Fortunately, this master is not a good guy. You have calculations, and I also have conspiracies. In terms of ruthlessness, you are definitely not as good as me."
But just in case, I have to add another trump card.
Thinking of this, Lin Buyan raised his hand to suppress the sinister corners of his mouth, and walked out of the third-floor Yingjiang Pavilion with a kind face.
"Master!"
"Meet the Master."
"Palm..."
The guarding disciples greeted him repeatedly, and Lin Buyan responded one by one. His smile was as refreshing as spring breeze. He was a modest gentleman, gentle as jade. This was also the case.
As everyone knows, Master Lin of Lingxiao Sword Sect is polite when holding the sword and rarely argues with others. He is a rare gentleman in the dirty water of Yuezhou.
Not only did many local sword-cultivating sects receive his care, even the elders from the Huangji Sect stationed here were quite convinced of his character. Whenever a conflict needed to be suppressed, they would first ask Sect Leader Lin to mediate, and would only resort to swords if they really couldn't reach an agreement.
What is a clear stream? This is a clear stream.
Of course, there are also many people who say that Lin Buyan is pretentious and a complete hypocrite.
But then again, does it really matter whether a gentleman is genuine or fake if he remains generous and righteous all the time
…
Halfway up the mountain, there is a trading pedestrian street.
Wei Yu fled in panic, crouching behind a wall, sticking her head out and carefully checking whether there were any dangerous people like her junior master approaching.
It is impossible to pay back the money. I have finally stood up again. If I pay back the money, won’t I become a waste again
Although she knew that she could hide for a while, but not for an hour, but...
I'm not willing to give up. Maybe I'll see a ghost!
At this time, a human figure appeared dimly on the wall. A big hand stretched out slowly. When it approached the target, it captured the prey at lightning speed, covered Wei Yu's mouth from behind, and pulled her sticking out little head back.
Oh no, we encountered a thief!
Wei Yu opened her mouth and whimpered, unable to make a sound. Tears quickly filled her frightened eyes. She had often heard her senior sisters secretly gossiping about the chivalrous woman, but she didn't believe it. She didn't expect to run into it today.
I'm just dressed like a female knight, I'm not real, go find someone else!
"Don't panic, Xiaoyu, it's me, your master's uncle."
A blurry figure appeared, shedding his fishing camouflage, and it was none other than Lin Yu, the stealth fighter of the Air Force.
"Uncle Master, what are you doing here? You're almost scaring me to death." Wei Yu was furious. She put her hands on her hips to express her dissatisfaction with the fisherman, and at the same time felt sorry for her tears.
It was all in vain.
"Speak softly, it will be bad if your master's master hears you." Lin Yu was shocked. He raised his hand and pressed Wei Yu's shoulder, making her invisible at the same time, blending in with the background.
Isn’t Master’s Master your mother
Wei Yu roughly understood what was going on. It must be that the master uncle was secretly fishing, which made the master displeased. He had no way to escape and had to hide here.
Hehe, this is really interesting.
"Xiaoyu, who are you hiding from?"
"Junior Master."
"Why are you hiding from Junior Brother Lu? Doesn't he love you very much?"
"That was in the past. It's not possible now. I owe him money."
"It's not a big deal, Master will help you..."
"Six million!"
"Master, please say a few good words for me. Whether it works or not, don't come to me to borrow money from me in the future."
The two of them were whispering in the corner, but soon they stopped talking and held their breath, not daring to move.
A figure came quickly, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and looked out the wall.
Lu Bei: ┬┴┤_O)
It was too exaggerated. Lu Buwang was too enthusiastic. In public, he hugged and embraced him whenever he was asked to. He didn't treat him as someone else's child at all.
He was so confused that he couldn't help but start to doubt his own life experience. Was there a possibility that he was actually the child of Lu Buwang and Mo Buxiu
At this moment, the figure that had merged with the wall suddenly became blurred. Wei Yu looked at herself in confusion, and raised her hand to look around, but she could not find any trace of Lin Yu.
You have such a cruel heart. I am your nephew!
Looking at Lu Bei's sinister smile, Wei Yu swallowed her saliva. Perhaps it was poverty that limited her imagination, or perhaps it was because the discount this year was too big, and even if she tried her best, she still didn't spend 100,000 taels of silver.
There were still 5.9 million taels of silver notes that had not been spent, and she was very unwilling to give up.
Then, she saw Lu Bei's face change, he reached out his hand and pressed the ground, and the whole person disappeared instantly, blending into the surroundings.
Air Force color!
Wei Yu: “…”
I roughly understood what was going on, but not quite. I only knew that the opportunity to escape was right in front of me. If I worked hard, spending another 100,000 taels would not be a problem.
She walked around Lu Bei's position, stomped her foot hard, quickly rushed out of the wall, and disappeared into the busy street.
"Nephew, what are you doing hiding here? Are you playing a game with me?"
Not long after Wei Yu left, Lu Buwang walked over slowly, glanced at the place where Lu Bei was hiding, and stretched out his hand with a smile in his eyes.
Bang!
With a muffled groan, Lu Bei sheathed his fist and appeared at the same time as the grinning Lin Yu.
He raised the fisherman to block in front of him and said with a serious face: "To be honest, Master, I just saw Senior Brother sneaking around. I thought he was fishing secretly without reporting to you, so I followed him all the way. Now, I caught him on the spot."
Lin Yu covered his lower back with his hands, a shoe print on his face, and said awkwardly: "Mom, what a coincidence, you are here shopping too!"
Judging from their appearance alone, the fisherman looks very haggard, and the mother and son do not look like mother and son, but more like brother and sister.
It's even more amazing to look at his temperament. The air force guy has experienced a lot of failures and setbacks. His melancholy eyes are full of vicissitudes of life, which are purely accusations against the world that it is not worth it. The brother and sister don't seem like brother and sister, but more like father and daughter.
"Humph, playing with things will ruin your ambition."
Lu Buwang rolled his eyes at his son and taught him a lesson: "Wipe the shoe prints off your face, get yourself together and prepare yourself. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you today. When the Iron Sword Conference is over, I'll show you how I'll deal with you."
Lin Yu felt sad when he heard this. He walked away from the corner with a desolate back, and then disappeared into the crowd quickly with his feet moving fast.
Now, only Lu Bei and Lu Buwang were left.
Lu Buwang stretched out his hand several times, but missed several times. His beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light, and his speed increased suddenly, and then...
Continuously miss.
Just when she was about to show her true skills, a voice stopped her from acting disrespectfully.
"Madam, the Iron Sword Conference has already opened and everyone has arrived at the venue. Why are you detaining my nephew here? Why don't you let him go immediately!" Lin Buyan looked displeased.
He saw clearly just now that Lu Bei sold out his senior brother in order to protect himself.
How hateful! He was his own son!
As expected, the species of junior brother is an unstable factor in any era and should be expelled from the mountain gate as soon as possible.
This trade conference is an excellent opportunity.
It turns out that he is the leader who is surrounded by thugs. What a pretty face he has. I wonder who was better between the two when the master was young.
Lu Bei stopped dodging, took three steps back and looked at Lin Buyan. Seeing that he had a handsome face and a righteous expression, he couldn't help but nod secretly. What a hypocrite who appeared to be so gentlemanly. He was only a pair of gold-rimmed glasses away from being a beast in human clothing.
"Why, I am getting close to my nephew, but this is also a hindrance to the master?"
Seeing Lin Buyan coming to cause trouble, Lu Buwang decisively supported Lu Bei, reached out his hand and held him in his arms like a hen protecting her chicks.
Lu Bei: …
Master, save me!
"Master, the headmaster."
"She Xuan greets Sect Leader Lin."
Lin Buyan was about to rescue Lu Bei who was in danger when the traitor Bai Jin came with She Xuan. The two of them strolled along the trading pedestrian street, and the intimate elder sister was once again labeled as a plastic sister.
In front of outsiders, Lin Buyan didn't know what to say, so he nodded slightly to Bai Jin: "You came just in time, I have something to tell you."
At this point, he looked at She Xuan in confusion and asked politely, "Which sword cultivator is this girl from? When did my disciple Bai Jin make a new Taoist partner?"
"Master, Junior Sister She is..."
Bai Jin explained on his behalf and reiterated what he had said before, emphasizing that She Yan was smart and capable, and that she was an indispensable and virtuous wife to Lu Bei.
Wonderful!
Lin Buyan smiled, raised his hand and handed over a jade pendant, saying in a friendly manner: "Good child, you look kind and have a good fate with me. I only regret that we met so late, otherwise I would have accepted you as my disciple. You should take good care of this jade pendant. My master personally passed it down to me in the past and asked me to pass it on to Junior Brother Mo's wife. He is alone and has no close friends around him. It happened to be passed down to this generation, and it happened to be you..."
Bai Jin: “…”
Such a familiar jade pendant!
She Xuan: “…”
It seems I've seen it somewhere.
Lü Buwang: “…”
You shameless bastard, you swore that there was only one jade pendant, unparalleled in the world, how come there is still one