Patriarch of Wanjiao

Chapter 15
Longyuan Mansion, Xuantian Pavilion.

Lu Wangsheng stood outside the quiet courtyard, waiting anxiously.

As the director of the branch library, at this moment, he is in an extremely bad mood.

Longyuan Mansion is located in a remote place, and it can be regarded as the last among the thirteen prefectures of Youzhou. If it is placed in the Kyushu of the world, it will not be ranked well.

Now, it's hard to come to the Xuantian Pavilion assessment every three years, and I wanted to perform in front of the special envoys, so as to win the chance of promotion and leave this remote village early.

Who would have thought that he had a bad time, and the members of the special envoy were attacked on his territory.

Such a strange thing happened to him, it was really the gutter oil in the ancestral grave, and it was so decayed.

When Lu Wangsheng received the news, he was in the boudoir of his best friend, and his subordinates reported him outside the door, and he became weak from fright on the spot.

"In these days... even the people in the Xuantian Hall dare to move? Who is so insane?"

Lu Wangsheng cursed in his heart, carefully looked into the small courtyard, and couldn't help wiping the sweat off his forehead.

At this moment, the elegant wing room was filled with a faint smell of blood.

Long Jianfei was leaning on crutches and wrapped in bandages, looking anxiously at Luo Shuixian who was still pale and still awake on the bed.

A middle-aged man is checking his pulse.

He was wearing a toga, his eyes were bright, his face was expressionless, and there was an air of calm and prestige between his brows.

"Master, how is Narcissus?" Long Jianfei couldn't help but ask.

"It's not a serious problem." Chen Wangdu said lightly.

"She has practiced [Tide Guidance Technique], her internal breath is like waves, and when she fell, she protected her heart and saved her life."

The exercises in Xuantian Hall are all over the world, and there are [-] kinds of channeling techniques for cultivating inner breath alone. In comparison, the treasures of two or three sects in Luofu Mountain are extremely shabby.

This is the innate superiority of the disciples of the Great Sect, and the skills they cultivate far exceed those of ordinary disciples.

"Fortunately." Long Jianfei let out a long sigh of relief.

Falling from such a high place, even with his cultivation base of the [Inner Breath Realm Seventh Level], his inner breath was almost completely shaken away.

If Luo Shuixian hadn't practiced special exercises, at this moment, he might have met the King of Hades.

"That damn boy."

Thinking of this, Long Jianfei gritted his teeth, and Li Mo's figure appeared in his mind.

"He's no ordinary kid."

Chen Wangdu stood up, and a flash of tranquility flashed in his narrowed eyes.

His right hand lightly slid across a trajectory, the air vibrated, and there was an ear-piercing roar, and the terrifying fluctuation made Long Jianfei's face change involuntarily.

"Flesh and blood, with bare hands, can actually catch the rune weapon!?" Chen Wangdu's calm face showed a dignified look.

"Are you sure?"

"Sure." Long Jianfei gritted his teeth and said.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Li Mo's almost crushing strength and means had been left in his heart like a brand, and he couldn't get rid of it.

"I never imagined that such a place like Longyuan Mansion would hide such a young master, like a dragon hiding in a deep abyss, with a restrained edge." Chen Wangdu said in a deep voice.

As the special recruiting envoy of Longyuan Mansion, he knows almost everything about the talented disciples of the various sects.

Within the territory of Longyuan Mansion, there are a total of seven mountain gates. Among the famous genius disciples, it seems that there is no one who can match the master that Long Jianfei said.

This made Chen Wangdu even more curious.

With such cultivation at such an age, it stands to reason that he shouldn't be unknown.

"Could it be just passing by?" Long Jianfei guessed.

He really didn't want to believe that such a monster could come out of a place like Longyuan Mansion, even he felt deeply powerless.

"It's also possible." Chen Wangdu frowned slightly.

The odds are low.

Since Shenzong's extermination of the law, the world's martial arts have withered, and all the major mountain gates are under the supervision of the Xuantian Pavilion. Ordinary monks have to apply for a report when they walk around in the common world, let alone crossing the state to cross the government.

"Where did you meet this person?" Chen Wangdu asked.

Long Jianfei pondered for a moment.

"That place is the closest to Luofu Mountain."

"Luofu Mountain!? It's actually that place."

Chen Wangdu showed surprise.

If it is other masters, they may not remember such a mountain gate as [Luofu].

But as a master of Xuantian Pavilion, he is no stranger to this name.

300 years ago, there was such a small door hill, but there was a great disciple...

Entering the capital alone has left a strong mark in the history of Xuantian Pavilion.

So far, in the eyes of many aristocratic nobles, the black sword's vicious name is a taboo that they don't want to mention but can't get around.

"The mountain gate where the black sword used to be... 300 years have passed..." Chen Wangdu murmured.

Mentioning that name, even if it was him, there was a touch of deep awe in his eyes.

"Uncle, when the black sword became famous, why didn't Luofu Mountain rise with the tide?" Long Jianfei couldn't help asking.

"A rising tide raises all boats?" Chen Wangdu couldn't help shaking his head.

"I'm afraid you don't know how domineering and powerful the black sword was back then. The enemies he provoked, and you can name them casually, are all unattainable existences in this life."

Long Jianfei was even more puzzled when he heard this.

"In this case, 300 years have passed, why is Luofu Mountain still there?"

"That's where the black sword walked out..."

Chen Wangdu's eyes froze.

"The predecessors are gone, but the remaining prestige is still there."

Long Jianfei couldn't help being moved when he heard this.

"Uncle, do you think that kid I met is a disciple of Luofu Mountain?"

Chen Wangdu was stunned, his eyes flashed suddenly.

"If that's the case, it's really interesting."

Hei Jian is the last disciple of Luofu Mountain to enter Xuantian Hall.

Now 300 years have passed, if this small mountain gate comes out again, enters the capital alone, worships the Xuantian Pavilion, I don't know what kind of shock it will cause.

"Uncle, you don't want to find this person and lead him into the museum."

Long Jianfei's expression became a little unnatural, and he looked at Luo Shuixian on the bed intentionally or unintentionally.

"Jianfei, you have to know that there are only four words that can't escape the affairs of the world."

"What?" Long Jianfei asked subconsciously.

"Weigh the pros and cons."

Long Jianfei was taken aback for a moment, and then fell silent.

Chen Wangdu's meaning was obvious, although he and Luo Shuixian had suffered some injuries, but their lives were safe, even if there were some losses, they could be made up for.

But the young man that Long Jianfei was talking about was really what he said, if Chen Wangdu digs it out, he will be able to stand out in this recruitment.

Originally, he was in charge of a place like Longyuan Mansion, he didn't seek meritorious service, he only wished to have no faults, it could only be regarded as a hard job.

But really, if a decent seedling is dug out, it will be a credit, and it will be of great help to Chen Wangdu, Long Jianfei, and even Luo Shuixian in the future.

Weighing the pros and cons, such an opportunity is certainly not to be missed.

"Master, I understand." Long Jianfei nodded.

At this moment, he also had to let go of his narrow personal grievances.

"If this person is really a mountain disciple of Longyuan Mansion, I will go all out and apply to the main hall for a place for a Xuanmen seed." A ruthless look flashed in Chen Wangdu's eyes.

"Xuanmen seeds!?" Long Jianfei was stunned.

Xuantian Pavilion recruits disciples, although they are recruited together, they are divided into three, six, and nine grades.

Xuanmen seeds, but the highest level of evaluation, and the application for this kind of quota is extremely strict, you need to pass the evaluation of the special envoy sent by the above.

If he fails to pass, Chen Wangdu, who is the recommender, will also be charged with the crime of reckless pushing.

But once he passes, the reward he will get will probably far exceed other recruiting envoys.

Long Jianfei never dreamed that his uncle would value this young man whom he had never met face to face.

"Who the hell is that kid?"

Long Jianfei clasped his hands tightly, and Li Mo's figure kept flickering in his mind like a demon, lingering.

(End of this chapter)