The years when I explored the fairyland

Everything in the world has two sides. Where there is good, there must be bad. Just like this Wanxiangzhai, the sect has accumulated strong capital, strength and heritage over its two hundred years of history.

Under normal circumstances, when they stationed themselves in a county, it would be a crushing attitude.

Of course, because it has existed for so long, Wanxiangzhai has a relatively bloated system, complex interpersonal relationships, and various hidden rules.

Therefore, their reaction is very slow, even stiff.

For example, Ba Zong has been gone for a few days now, and all the warriors in Tianquan County are waiting for the reaction of Wanxiangzhai and Xuanzhenguan.

As a result, there was no response from Wanxiangzhai and no meeting was even held to discuss the matter.

As for the reason, it is a bit funny, that is, under the master of Wanxiang Zhai, there are still two inner sect elders who have not arrived yet.

They have many families and more possessions, so they walk slower and fall behind.

And Wanxiangzhai has rules. If the three inner sect elders are not present, the closed-door meeting to decide the future cannot be held.

Until today, people finally arrived!

…

The old site of Wenxiangguan has now been replaced with a plaque of Wanxiangzhai.

The main door was wide open, and there were two teams of well-dressed disciples standing on both sides, greeting the two old men who were approaching from the end of the street.

These two old men, one tall and thin, the other short and fat, although they both look unattractive, have serious expressions and look unusually majestic when they walk in all directions.

When they got close, all the disciples immediately clasped their fists and saluted, and said loudly: "I have seen the great elder of discipline and the great elder of Chuan Gong."

The tall and thin old man looked around and said with a satisfied smile: "Okay, okay, you are in good spirits."

The short and fat old man just nodded seriously, which was considered a response.

In front of the gate, stood a middle-aged man wearing purple silk brocade with a straight posture.

He has a handsome face and looks quite young. Only a few more gray hairs on his temples make him more mature.

Although he stood there alone, with one hand in front and one behind his back, he naturally looked into the distance with a carefree and unrestrained posture.

It wasn't until the two old men came close that he smiled and held his hands in his hands, and said gently: "I've seen these two uncles, are you here? The master of the hall and several hall masters are already waiting in the inner hall."

The short and fat old man raised his head slightly and sneered: "I'm just waiting here, but I don't want to move to greet us two old guys. It seems that the old guys are not welcome?"

What he said was so impolite that the two rows of well-dressed disciples beside the road lowered their heads and pretended not to hear.

On the other hand, the middle-aged man in purple silk didn't change his expression, smiled gently, and said with a sharp edge: "I'm afraid it's not appropriate for the master of the house to come to greet you personally. It's also polite to have me, the elder of the inner sect in charge of the war hall, come. No loss, right?”

"You little doll..."

The short, fat old man's face turned red, and he wanted to say something, but when the words reached his lips, he was stopped by the tall, thin old man.

He lowered his head slightly, looked at the middle-aged man in purple silk, and said with a smile: "It is indeed a courtesy, after all, you, the great elder of the war hall, are on the same level as us!

I just don’t know, why is there such a big difficulty that we have to hold this closed-door meeting and demand us to come here in such a hurry? "

The pudgy old man spoke at the right time: "I also want to know, what else can happen in this small Tianquan County that can stump our wise and powerful Wanxiang Zhai Master?"

The middle-aged man in purple silk still smiled gently: "You two elders will know when you go in, please!"

"Walk!"

The three of them entered the gate, passed through the palace, walked through long corridors, and finally arrived at an inner hall deep inside.

This hall should have been converted from a certain hall. All the statues of gods inside were removed, making it look extremely empty.

Only on the front wall is an ink painting of a war elephant, roaring into the sky. If you look closely, you can even feel that this painting seems to be alive.

Under the elephant's hooves, there are countless villains struggling to escape, desperate to die.

Below the painting is the largest rosewood Taishi chair, on which the Master of Wanxiang House sits, with a golden sword on his horse, white eyebrows flying, and he is resting there with his eyes closed.

There are chairs arranged neatly on both sides, not too many, a total of twelve, but they are not evenly distributed, but seven on one side and five on the other.

After the middle-aged man and the two old men entered the hall, they immediately divided into two groups. The two old men sat on the left, occupying the first and second positions.

Behind them, there were only three people, with different postures, both men and women, but with serious expressions.

The middle-aged man with purple silk sat down in the first position on his right hand, and behind him were six hall masters. They had the same postures, both men and women, but their expressions were relatively relaxed.

Many times, this time it is the internal factions that can best reflect a force, just like this Wanxiangzhai, which is clearly divided into two teams.

On one side were the masters of Wanxiang Zhai, a middle-aged man with purple silk who led the war hall, and six other hall masters.

On the other side is the commandment, which teaches the two inner sect elders and leads the three hall masters.

It seems that the strength is unbalanced, but in fact it is complicated inside and is far more chaotic than meets the eye.

Seeing that everyone was already here, the master of Wanxiang Palace suddenly opened his eyes and saw two cold lights flashing. No one dared to look at him.

Even the menacing Discipline Elder, a short, fat old man, lowered his head naturally without any expression.

Seeing that everyone surrendered, his intimidating momentum softened a lot and he said: "Everyone is here, the closed-door meeting begins, close the door!"

Crunch...

The door to the inner hall was completely closed, and clusters of candles were burning. In the entire inner hall, there was no one except them.

The Wanxiang Zhaizhu spoke again: "Why are you summoned today? No need to say more. Where is the head of the Tingfeng Hall?"

"Zhaizhu, I'm here!" A beautiful woman with a bit of worldly air stood up:

"The two inner sect elders have just arrived. Can you tell them about the situation in Tianquan County?"

"Okay."

The woman nodded, and continued to tell the story, explaining the situation in Tianquan County clearly.

After a cup of tea, the woman finished her words, and the short and fat old man immediately spoke: "That is to say, those people from the Tyrant Sect left us with a disaster. Now in Tianquan County, Xuanzhen Temple led other martial arts sects to attempt to be hostile to my Wanxiang Zhai?"

"That's it!"

The tall and thin old man also nodded slightly, and then looked at the Wanxiang Zhai master who was above him, and asked: "What solution does the master have? How can my Wanxiang Zhai break this deadlock?"

The Wanxiang Zhai master did not answer, but asked back: "I wonder what the elder who teaches skills thinks?"

The tall and thin old man smiled and said: "We are new here, so we don't know as much as the master.

However, as the saying goes, a new official has three fires when he takes office, so we have to give these bumpkins in Tianquan County a little shock.

Otherwise, they may be arrogant."

The short and fat old man immediately answered: "That's it, no matter what, we can't let down the prestige of my Wanxiang Zhai.

It would be best to crush them as soon as we make a move, and completely break up the arrogance of the warriors in Tianquan County. "

The master of Wanxiangzhai nodded and said, "What the two junior brothers said is very true. In this case, let's do as you say."

After a pause, he said, "Tingfeng Hall has compiled a list of sects and forces that are close to Xuanzhen Temple.

Then, each hall should claim them and summon their elite disciples to set off. "

"Since we want to shock these country bumpkins, we have to let them realize the gap in strength. This time, except for some of the disciples who stayed behind, everyone else has to contribute.

We have to let these country bumpkins know that my Wanxiangzhai is not on the same level as them."

His plan was clearly prepared in advance, but on the surface, it was to let the two inner door elders who were not on good terms speak.

Even if they originally wanted to trip him up, they had to accept it at this moment.

Moreover, the halls on the list that belonged to the two inner door elders must be the most difficult martial arts sects.

Even so, the two inner sect elders were speechless. It can be said that he used the power of others to defeat others.

However, just when his plan was completed, something unexpected happened.

"Report..."

A loud shout came, followed by hurried and messy footsteps, which came from far away and approached in the blink of an eye.

The door of the hall was knocked open, and a disciple had already walked in, but the next second, with a "bang", he flew out again.

The master of Wanxiang Zhai stood up with an ugly face, and his swollen robe slowly shrank. He shouted: "During the closed-door meeting, no one is allowed to barge in or disturb.

Which hall are you from? You don't know the rules!!!"

The disciple fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood. His face was pale, his breath was weak, and he couldn't even speak in a hurry.

But he still raised his hand.

A bamboo tube was in his hand, and there was a red ribbon tied to it.

The head of Tingfeng Hall, that is, the prostitute, changed her expression, and in a flash, she took the bamboo tube.

In another flash, he arrived in front of Wanxiang Zhaizhu and whispered: "It is a message from Putian Diao, the highest standard, something big must have happened."

Wanxiang Zhaizhu glanced at her, but still took the bamboo tube, opened it, poured out the paper, and after just one look, his expression became uglier.

He glanced at the disciple who sent the message and shouted: "Come here?"

With a flash, two disciples appeared outside the hall: "What do you want, Master?"

"Take this disciple away, invite the best doctor, use the best medicine, cure his injuries, and give him a great merit.

He did the right thing in this matter!"

The change in Wanxiang Zhaizhu's attitude surprised everyone, but his action was extremely simple, just passing the paper to the left, saying: "You all, take a look."

The short and fat old man took it first, glanced at it carefully, and gave it to the tall and thin old man, and then went down, and soon a circle was completed.

Finally, it came to the purple silk middle-aged man. After he finished reading it, he could not hide his surprise in his eyes.

"This Xuanzhen Temple Master wants to challenge my Wanxiang Zhai, and he also regards us as an opportunity for breakthrough?"

"Arrogant! Really arrogant!"

"He is looking for death!"

"If you ask me, let him come, and he must come without return!"

"This group of bumpkins simply don't know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth."

If it is said that before, everyone had their own calculations and internal disharmony, but at this moment, everyone is a rare united front, and their words are full of resentment.

When the Wanxiang Zhai Master saw it, his eyes became more fierce: "You, are you all thinking the same thing?"

The short and fat old man spoke first: "That's what I mean!"

"Me too!"

"All of them!"

"In this case, all the previous plans are invalid, and we will wait for this young Xuanzhen Temple Master."

The short and fat old man asked: "Master, what are you going to do?"

"Since he wants to challenge, then deal with it according to the rules of asking for a fist. I will wait for him here until he comes."

"Of course, we can't let him sit idle along the way. Get moving. Intercept, assassinate, ambush, encircle, and use all the means you can."

"It would be best if he died on the way!"

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