Master Raiders

5,

The wind is blowing and the river is cold.

The next day, Gu Hua sent his disciples to bury the former head.

All the etiquette is complete, solemn and orderly.Some people wailed loudly, some wiped their tears softly, and some just pretended to mourn.Relatives or Yu Bei, others have already sang, this is human affection.

After the coffin is lowered in the selected tomb, the tomb is erected and the stele is erected, and the funeral is finally over after weeping in mourning.

Condolences gradually dispersed.Under the white flags and paper money flying all over the sky, only the disciples of the Gu Hua Sect remained.

Xu Yunfan stood in front of the grave, looking at the tombstone.The master who wants to be buried inside has been with them for more than ten years, and was still talking and laughing with them a few days ago, saying that the snow will fall recently, and they can enjoy the beautiful scenery of the river and snow, and that people should be like a strong pine in the snow, even if the situation is critical, they cannot be shaken .

In a blink of an eye, goodbye forever.

He fumbled from his bosom and took out the stack of folded papers.

It is the will of the master.Once Xu Yunfan wanted to read it to everyone in front of the tomb, so that Lin Canghai could justifiably take over the headship, and the ceremony followed.Now, the idea is empty talk.

He turned around.Behind him are all the disciples of the Guhua Sect, including one direct disciple, 16 inner disciples, and more than fifty outer disciples.Further back, there are gate-walled houses of the Guhua School, with continuous roofs and a towering library.Further on, the sky is high and cloudy, and the chaotic sky looks like an unknown future.

He turned around and faced all the disciples.

"Master's last order, I will be the successor head."

Now that Lin Canghai has already betrayed, mentioning him as the head of the sect will cause more disturbances.The arena battle is imminent, and the Guhua faction can't make any trouble.

Hundreds of people looked at Xu Yunfan and fell on his face, Xu Yunfan suddenly felt a lump in his throat.Once in this position, he will control the fate and even life and death of these dozens of people. He is no longer alone, nor is he just a disciple in charge, he is the leader of a faction.

It's not power at all, it's not glory, it's responsibility.

Hearing him say that he took over as the head, there was silence below.The master favored Lin Canghai, and some rumors spread, some juniors secretly exchanged glances because of this.But since Lin Canghai had already left, and the senior uncles did not attend this occasion for various reasons, it was useless to say anything.

Luo Changfeng, who was originally in the front row, was dressed in plain clothes and did not wear a fan. At some point, he took two steps back and stood up to Xu Yunfan to attack.At this time, he bowed and said: "I wish to be the head of the new sect!"

He took the lead, but the disciples didn't dare to make a sound, and they all dwarfed like a seedling blown by the wind: "May I be the head of the sect again!"

Luo Changfeng is a senior, so he only made a long bow, and the rest of the seniors all knelt.The white sackcloth is like snow, the white banner is like a curtain, and the paper money slowly falls, embodying the solemnity of the ground.

According to the rules, there is a set of rituals for the succession of the head.To spread invitations widely, please invite senior martial artists and peers to witness.It is necessary to pay homage to the martial saints and the heads of the past dynasties.Some have to read the rules of the sect, and some even show off their unique skills on the spot, showing that they are well-deserved to be the master.

In the current situation of the Guhua School, no one is willing to join in, and the ceremony can be kept simple.What's more, the arena will start a battle in a few days, and they don't have the heart to engage in those forms.

However, there is one item that cannot be omitted.

Facing the seniors who bowed to the ground and the kneeling seniors, Xu Yunfan spoke his first words after assuming the headship.

"On the top floor of Guhua Zangshu Pavilion, there is a painting scroll of the patriarch."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering what he meant by starting with this.

Xu Yunfan continued: "At that time, the patriarch reached the innate realm, controlled the sword and flew immortals, and amazed the martial arts world. Later, he founded a school and recruited thousands of disciples at one time. Seeking scholars is like a crucian carp crossing a river. But in that painting, neither the patriarch's Martial arts is not the grand scene of the ancient Huamen. It's..."

Xu Yunfan took out a scroll of painting from his sleeve, held the scroll with both hands, and shook it lightly.

The picture scroll was stretched out quickly, but there was a boy in ragged clothes on the surface of the scroll more than two feet away, with a broken sword like a piece of iron on his back, climbing the mountain with difficulty.

"--It's the appearance of him in his early years, as a peasant boy, with a broken sword on his back, trekking thousands of mountains and rivers to seek art."

Having said that, the surrounding quiet down.The juniors all looked at Xu Yunfan with shining eyes.

"In the way of martial arts, there are distinctions between early and late entry, high and low talents. But there are infinite possibilities for the future. Climb to a higher level, and you will see a different scene. A hundred years of life, this is enough. "

Xu Yunfan's words are like the water of a spring river, flowing quietly, but the turbulent meaning in it has been unknowingly conveyed to everyone's hearts: "Nowadays, the demon sect is rampant, and the martial arts talents are withering. It is pointed out by everyone. But you should not give up hope in the face of adversity, and you should not forget your original aspiration after you have achieved success—this is a message from me and my fellow teachers, and I hope to encourage it together.”

There are still a few words left unsaid.In the battle of the arena, life and death are unpredictable. Maybe he will not be the head of the sect for a few days, maybe in the future Guhua's disciples will go their separate ways, and what he can give everyone may be only a few words.That's why he hopes that everyone can remember today's words.

Roll up the painting and put it back in the sleeve.He also said: "Since the patriarch, Gu Hua has never produced a congenital master. I hope that all my fellow disciples will work hard and encourage them to practice martial arts internally and strengthen martial arts externally. As for me, since I have been ordered to be the head of the sect, I must live up to it." Trust me, if this body exists for a day, it will maintain Guhua for a day, even if there is danger, I will never change my resolve!"

Seniors of all ages, masters, spirits in heaven, please protect me.

After he finished speaking, he wanted to say please everyone, but Luo Changfeng answered at this moment:

"The Guhua sect advances together and retreats together!"

Xu Yunfan stared at him in a daze, but the audience members cheered up and responded in unison: "Advance together and retreat together!"

******

In extraordinary times, everything is chaotic.

Fortunately, Xu Yunfan was originally in charge of small affairs, so there was no need to do handovers.The most important thing for him now is to solve the imminent crisis: the ring battle.

It was already night, and the disciples who had been tossing around all day went to sleep one after another.The hall was still lit, and Xu Yunfan stood alone, looking at the tablet of the master in silence.

The candlelight elongated the person's shadow, and when I glanced at it, I saw another slender black shadow walking slowly, shaking a small black shadow in his hand, shaking it.

Xu Yunfan didn't look back, and said, "Senior Brother Luo, thank you very much."

The black shadow shook like a butterfly's wings: "Thank you, can I say no?"

"why?"

"I don't have the method you want. Enjoying flowers and drinking tea, piano, chess, poetry and books, other than that, I will not accompany you at all."

"Senior Brother Luo, the Guhua faction advances and retreats together." Xu Yunfan blocked him with what he had said.

Luo Changfeng, who was still in plain clothes and long-sleeved, walked up, but he did not have the solemnity and aura of a magic stick before the spirit.First saluted the spirit card, then went to the side and sat down on a chair.Xu Yunfan poured him a cup of tea, and he took it too.

Blowing on the foam from the tea leaves on the tea cup, he said: "Advance and retreat together...Although I told them that you lost the Guhua faction, there is no need to take it seriously. In my opinion, let's run away together , life is more important than anything else."

Xu Yunfan laughed: "Brother, stop making trouble, I know you have a way, and you also know what I want. There is no limit to human potential."

Luo Changfan covered his face and looked at him gracefully: "A person's potential has no limits, but the body has limits. Forcibly breaking through the limits of the body will not only destroy martial arts, but also endanger your life. Don't say I didn't warn you."

"I see."

"Let's run away."

"Senior Brother Luo!" Xu Yunfan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.Luo Changfeng babbled all day long, and it was always difficult for you to tell which of his words were true and which were false.After going out and traveling for many years, this character has not changed at all.

Turning his eyes away, he simply sat beside Luo Changfeng and brought a cup of tea, "Then let's have some tea. We brothers and sisters haven't had tea together for a long time."

"If you can't be hard, you can change to soft?"

"Brother disagrees?"

"Can I still say I don't agree?" Luo Chang fan patted the back of his hand.

Among all the disciples of the Gu Hua Sect, Luo Changfeng was the most unpredictable.

He is poor in martial arts, but he never takes it seriously, let alone practicing.On the contrary, what kind of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, astrology and divination, unofficial history anecdotes, crooked ways (huh)... all have a little understanding.Even the master didn't know what he had learned, but fortunately, the master put all his hopes on Lin Canghai and Xu Yunfan, and simply let go of the big disciple.

But Xu Yunfan knew that what Brother Luo would teach was not as simple as miscellaneous learning.Although the technique is unorthodox, if used well, the effect is immeasurable.

Although the purpose is to set out the method, but before that, why not drink tea and chat with this brother who has not seen him for several years.After all, the seats for the master and several of his direct disciples—two have been permanently vacant.

******

Xu Yunfan saw his master standing on the martial arts arena, looking at him kindly.

He felt that his right hand was heavy, like a sword, but it was much heavier.Looking down, he realized that he was a six-year-old child, dragging his sword obliquely on the ground.

The master came over, held his right hand, and directed him to make a movement of the sword tip flattening his fingers.Slowly draw inward again, draw a semicircle and then point to the sky obliquely.

"This trick is called Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens. You are still young, and you will be able to practice it one day in the future."

For a while, Luo Changfeng and Lin Canghai were both there. Luo Changfeng found a comfortable place to lie down and concentrated on counting the leaves on the tree. Lin Canghai chased after Master: "When will I become innate?"

At this time, I thought again why Master went there?Touching the right arm, I found that the master left at some time, only the warmth remained in the arm, like a father's gentle touch.

******

Opening his eyes, he realized that it was just a dream.Looking back at the chair beside him, Luo Changfeng had disappeared.

The so-called drinking tea, in fact, when it comes to the second half of the night, it is all about heart formulas.Luo Changfeng said that he would not accompany him, but he gave Xu Yunfan all the thoughts of thousands of words in one night.This kind of esoteric method is passed on by word of mouth and cannot be leaked. Xu Yunfan has a very strong memory, and he just memorized it all in one night.

Later, when I was really sleepy, I wrapped my cotton-padded clothes around my body and fell asleep on a chair, just like reviewing my homework before the exam when I was a child.

Xu Yunfan first recited the heart method silently, remembering everything without any mistakes.So he got up, took the sword and pushed open the door, and came to the corridor.

I always feel that the warmth is still lingering on the wrist, and even stretches to the eye sockets.He stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and slowly drew it out.Immediately, a beautiful silver-red sword flower flashed in the air, and the sword light was accompanied by a low wind, like a phoenix on fire, spreading its wings to the sky.

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