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This is really unbelievable.Birthday birthday, the wedding invitation is not sent by his own home.

Meng Ziying's expression darkened immediately.Who dares to make such a big joke and toss these people all the way to this mountain?Elder Su's disciples are too ignorant, since something strange happened, why didn't they explain to the people who came to celebrate the birthday that it would be better if the villain took the opportunity to make trouble.

How could Yang Nandang not be able to guess what he was thinking in his heart, he sighed and said: "You have probably heard of my master's temper, he is very humble, he doesn't care about fame and fortune. Two hundred years old, it doesn't necessarily alarm these many people. In the past, the disciples of this sect always had a good time."

Meng Ziying couldn't help nodding when she heard the words.Mr. Su has been famous for a long time. There is no one who is as famous as him in the world. To be able to live to this extent in life has long been without ambition.

Yang Nandang continued: "A month ago, the village kept receiving messages from various sects and factions, saying that the invitation had been received, and that the Double Ninth Festival would be celebrated on September [-]th. Our brothers and sisters asked everyone in the village I repeated it over and over again, but no one dared to do this kind of thing. So I sent my disciples to various sects to report that it was a misrepresentation. But people treat us as humble and say that they don’t know. It is a grand event. There are even disciples who are not flexible in their tongues, and they get tired of talking, so they ask your villager to look down on our small sect, as if they are about to turn their backs. So after discussing with Le Shan, it is better to wait and see what happens. Who's behind it."

It turned out to be such a thing.Meng Ziying suddenly realized, and broke out in a cold sweat again.

Yang Nandang nodded and said: "You and I have thought of going together. This person is planning to spread the heroic posts. He must be the one who planned it. The birthday is false, and the facts are the truth. I will only see the tricks later, I hope I can do it all Do your best to preserve the reputation of the master, and one side is calm."

The two sat on the table anxiously.After a while, a boy in Tsing Yi came and said to Yang Nandang that the time has come, and all the disciples are waiting for the master to leave the gate in front of the wooden house in the back mountain.

Yang Nandang invited Meng Ziying to meet the master together.

Meng Ziying pushed Yang Nandang in a wheelchair out of the front hall, surrounded by beautiful mountains behind the hall, with thousands of peaks competing for beauty and valleys competing for streams. There is a stone cave on the top of the mountain, covered by green pines and cypresses outside the cave, outside the stone gate has gathered the village A group of children.

Su Leshan took the lead to greet him, and when he saw Mencius Ying Jiuwu, he was neither humble nor overbearing and respected him as a peer.

Mencius also clasped her fists in return.

At this time, the sun shines on the censer and emits purple smoke, and the colorful rays of light shine on the mountains and darken them.The stone door shook, Zhaza opened it, and everyone went back to look, a tall, broad man with white beard and hair came out of the hole.All the disciples knelt on the ground together and said: "Welcome Master to leave the customs!"

Su Haohe has a childlike face and an imposing manner. Although he is a hundred years old, he is still physically strong and can walk like flying.After Yuan Emperor went to the south, he retreated for 18 years, and now when he left the customs, he saw so many disciples and grandchildren in full bloom, and congratulated him in unison, his face immediately flushed, and his beard flew into the sky with joy.

Su Leshan led his son Su Qingfeng forward, and kowtowed to Su Hao a few times.Su Hao laughed loudly and said, "Leshan, you were unmarried when I retreated, and now your son is so old. In a few years, you may have grandchildren. How many children is this?"

Su Leshan said respectfully: "Returning to Master, the apprentice has three children, this is the youngest one, and his aptitude is not satisfactory, bring it to the Master."

Su Hao bent down, picked up the child, smiled brightly, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and asked, "Which level have you practiced in martial arts?"

Su Qingfeng answered one by one, clearly organized.

Su Hao has already explored all the meridians in him. He is really a natural genius. Ren Du's two meridians can be learned by himself without a teacher, so he squeezed his little hand and said with a smile: "Tomorrow, I will teach you a new way of traveling freely created by the master."

Su Leshan was busy kowtowing on the ground to thank him.

Su Hao glanced over everyone's heads one by one, and finally fell on Meng Ziying and Yang Nandang who were not far away.His body trembled, his pupils constricted suddenly, he put Su Qingfeng on the ground, strode past everyone's feet, came to Yang Nandang, and said in a trembling voice: "Nandang, what's the matter with you?" After asking this sentence Looking left and right again, he said, "Where is Ah Zhe? Isn't he here?"

The tears in Yang Nandang's eyes finally fell, and he struggled to get up from the wheelchair, but was stopped by Su Hao, and he choked up and said, "Master, Ah Zhe already went there three years ago. It's useless as a disciple. If you lose your hand, you will lose your hand." Feet, lingering on his last breath, embarrassing the master."

Su Hao has been imprisoned for 18 years, and he is about to turn [-] years old. Once he gets out, he sees his beloved disciple dead, disabled, and sad. It would be better not to come out.Now stroking the top of Yang Nandang's head, he blamed himself sadly: "It's Master's fault. If you enlightened earlier and left the test earlier, you would be able to save your brothers and sisters from disaster. It can be seen that it is not a good thing for people to live too long."

Yang Nandang raised his head and closed his eyes, feeling an incomparably pure zhenqi rushing down from the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head, spreading all over his body in an instant, indescribably comfortable and refreshing.

While sorting out his meridians, Su Hao looked at Meng Ziying, who quickly bowed down and announced his family name.Hearing that he is still young, he is already the head of the Huajian Sect, and has already proclaimed himself emperor in Xichuan, Su Hao flicked his sleeves, and said kindly: "There is no need to be polite, the Hanjiang Guying Sword of your Huajian Sect is the best!" In this world, I have already seen it 20 years ago."

Mencius Ying's heart trembled, she felt the wind in her sleeves was soft, but irresistible, she took advantage of the situation and stood up from the ground.

At this time, Yang Nandang's true energy had passed through the meridians, and he opened his eyes and said, "Master, there is no rush to heal the child. I have a big matter to ask you to show me." He was afraid that Su Hao would consume too much internal energy for him once he left the test , Later, someone will cause trouble and fall behind.

Su Leshan also came over and briefly explained the previous situation.

Su Hao pondered for a while, his hand still kept moving, and the other hand stroked his beard and said with emotion: "I have lived to this age, what have I never seen. The soldiers come to cover up the water and the earth. Since the group of heroes I, a bad old man, come to this trip, so naturally I want the guests and hosts to have a good time, so as not to fall into the reputation and status of my sect."

While healing Yang Nandang, he told his disciples to guard the mountain gate, get ready, have a clear mind, and speak concisely.Meng Ziying watched from the side, both respectful and submissive in his heart. ===Unfinished

Let's talk about the previous situation.

The hundreds of people in Qianshan ate from noon to noon and finally satiated.The cups and plates were messed up, and when there was nothing more to eat, the boy servants in the village took down the dishes and made tea.It's been a long time since the host's family came out to say hello, and there were people on the flat ground in front of the mountain whooping and talking.The weather on the mountain is changeable, the fog rises in the afternoon, and there is a faint thunder in the sky.The boy servants of Su Zhuang began to set up a hood outside each table and covered it with tung oilcloth, just in case of emergencies.

Xiao Rongyue called "Brother and Big Brother" non-stop, and inquired about a lot of news, and came back to tell Yu Baiyan.When Bai Yansheng heard that this birthday celebration was not the original intention of Mr. Su and Master Zhuang, his eyebrows furrowed.

Xiao Rongyue whispered: "Maybe someone wants to photograph their horses, or maybe their own people in the village want to have fun, but it's hard to speak up."

Bai Yansheng shook his head, it's not easy for this person who can make such a big fight.

I only heard a few muffled thunder in the sky, dark clouds rolled, a cool wind suddenly picked up, and small bits of rain drifted up.

Suddenly, there was a burst of applause and cheers in the bright hall, which lasted for a long time.

Everyone under the thatched shed outside also held their breath.

I only heard a deep voice resounding like a bell coming from the hall: "I have seen so many handsome martial artists today, if the hospitality is not good, please forgive me."

The voice was still echoing in the bright hall, and everyone saw a white-browed arhat wearing a big red longevity robe surrounded by the heads of various sects coming out.Some elderly people from the Jianghu shouted: "Su Zhenren has left the customs."

Su Hao didn't put on airs, and led the children of the village to offer tea and thank him table by table.

At that time, it was raining heavily, everyone was sitting under the open tarpaulin, and there was no worry about the wind and rain. The disciples in the village were naked, and everyone's shoulders and backs were already wet.Only Su Hao walked around the banquet, his whole body was covered with a layer of hazy white smoke, and the raindrops were evaporated by internal force before it touched his clothes, so the big red longevity robe was always as dry as new.

Xiao Rongyue said enviously: "This magical skill of keeping clothes from getting wet in the rain is very useful, don't you know?"

The corner of Bai Yansheng's mouth twitched, he was speechless for a while.

While the two were talking, Su Hao had already offered tea to this table.Everyone at the same table had already stood up, and Su Hao paid respects one by one, but he was slightly taken aback when he arrived in front of Bai and Xiao.

"Bai Yi and Xiao Er of the Snow Mountain School wish Su Zhenren a long and boundless life."

Su Hao straightened his beard, looked at Bai Yan and said: "I have been in seclusion for 18 years, and there are many martial arts schools. May I ask where is the gate of your sect?"

Bai Yansheng's face trembled slightly, Xiao Rongyue saw that he was not good at deceit, and hurriedly said: "Our sect opened in Luofu Mountain in northern Xinjiang more than ten years ago. At that time, Su Zhenren had retreated from the world and cultivated. Our sect has few followers and poor martial arts. People are humble and far away, and their reputation has always been hidden, Su Zhenren doesn't know that it should be done."

As soon as she finished her words from the Heishimen, everyone around her fell down with laughter.

Bai Yansheng heard her talking nonsense, his cheeks were rosy, and he felt ashamed.

Su Hao looked at her, his white eyebrows twitched, and he said with a smile, "This kid talks very funny. It's fate to meet you, thank you for a cup of old tea."

After paying respects at this table, Su Hao moved to the next table with his disciples and grandchildren.After seeing the guests at the thirty tables outside, Su Hao stood still on the open space in front of the mountain, flicked his sleeves, and said in a loud voice: "All the masters, fellow martial artists, this old man's [-]th birthday, Cheng friends can appreciate it, we Everyone in the village is very honored and favored. It is rare for you to come to Zhongzhou. If you have free time, you can hang around Cangshan Mountain for a few days, enjoy the scenery, and talk about swords?"

After a moment of silence, Yue Tianyou, the head of the Huashan School, and Chu Yingjie, the head of the Diancha School, looked at each other. Yue Tianyou said, "Mr. Su, we are going up the mountain today to celebrate our birthday. Let the martial arts be the judge. The world has been in chaos for a long time, and the Liu family's royal spirit is fading. The heroes of the world want to elect a leader to fight against Xianbei in the north, recover their homeland, and relieve the suffering of the people. I don't know what you want?"

He said that asking Su Hao to be the referee was to first exclude Su Hao from the selection of the leader of the alliance.Many people on the top heard that there was something in his words, that he was quite ambitious, those with a city government would sneer, and those with a bad temper would scold him.

Su Hao has been famous for seventy years, and his fame and fortune are extremely insignificant, so he said solemnly: "It is a good thing to elect a leader to relieve the people's poverty, but a snake without a head can't do it. Su Hao should act impartially. But I don't know how to select him?"

He agreed without hesitation, Chu Yingjie, the head of the tea-ordering school, was overjoyed, and immediately said: "Of course whoever has the highest martial arts skills will be the leader of the martial arts alliance."

There was an echoing voice in the field.

Su Hao twisted his beard and groaned without answering.

Su Leshan, who was beside him, saw how this group of people were trying to cause trouble, and immediately covered his face with frost, and said coldly: "Today is a day of great joy for Master, and it is inauspicious to use swords and swords. Let's discuss it another day."

There were rude and uneducated people on the top, and they said loudly: "Today the heroes gather, it is better to hit the sun than to catch the sun. Why don't you take care of this big event, isn't it also a happy event for the benefit of the world?"

The head of the Huashan School took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "Reverend Su is overjoyed that Japan shouldn't wield swords and swords. But I guess the real master has a broad mind, so he didn't hesitate to teach us who are late learners to improve once. In my opinion, swords and swords hurt harmony. No, it’s better to send out a representative for each one, and it will take a stick of incense to light it up.”

He speaks in a controlled manner, respectful and polite, the key is to give enough face so that people have to refuse.Su Hao felt that if he didn't speak, he would offend the heroes. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a chuckle from someone on the field, saying, "Want to fight for the leader of the martial arts? It's very fun, take me with you."

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing who spoke.

Suddenly, there was an extremely shrill scream from the bottom of the mountain.

Su Hao's eyebrows twitched slightly, and the heads of Su Qingfeng, Yue Tianyou, Chu Yingjie and other sects flicked, and they all flashed to the mountain gate and looked down.

Only the screams came one after another.

The group of lords was shocked, they all stood up from their seats and rushed over.

It was raining heavily, and the mountain was empty. At the foot of the mountain, there was a man walking up the stone steps with a green umbrella.He walked very fast, without touching the ground. The mountain wind blew by, and he saw a blue silk umbrella rising slowly, like a ghost.

Xianglu Cliff has more than ten thousand steps from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, straight up and down, with a panoramic view.Today, for the convenience of welcoming guests, there is a disciple guarding every few hundred steps.The one who screamed just now was the Zhike disciple at the foot of the mountain.

People with good eyesight have already seen a corpse lying on the steps every few hundred steps, with a big hole in the chest, bloody and bloody.

Along the way, this man met the disciple of Zhike's villa, and he was ruthless without saying a word. He was sinister and vicious, and he was clearly here to seek revenge and cause trouble.

The difference in martial arts between the two sides is too great, Su Hao took a deep breath, and shouted down the mountain: "Disciple of Zhuang Shang, avoid immediately!"

Some disciples who were too late to escape were caught up by that man and had no choice but to turn around to defend against the enemy. The long sword broke as soon as he was handed over, and the disciple crouched low, trying to escape from under his umbrella.An arm stretched out from under the umbrella, grabbed the top of his head, and swung it upwards vigorously. The disciple was thrown out of thin air, and flew straight to the top of the mountain.

Hearing the screams suddenly, the person who was thrown bumped into two or three brothers who were fleeing up the mountain, and flew straight to the feet of Su Hao and the heads of the various sects, already dying of anger.

He caught people from the mountainside, and even threw them over ten miles away. His arm strength and accuracy are truly astonishing!

Su Leshan went forward to inspect the disciple's body, removed the cloth towel from his head, and exclaimed in shock: "Master, look!"

Su Hao and the others looked down and saw that the five big holes on the top of the disciple's head were bubbling with blood!

At this time, someone also lifted up the disciple who was knocked down by him before, and when he touched it, his back and spine were broken, and everyone was dying.

Everyone's face changed drastically.

Su Hao raised his eyebrows and looked towards the mountain gate.In the blink of an eye, the man had climbed to the stage on the top of the mountain with the bloody wind, came to the crowd, and put away the green silk umbrella.

Xiao Rongyue's head buzzed, and he lost his voice: "It's this bitch!"

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