The years when I explored the fairyland.

Chapter 166: Wanxiangzhai’s Response

Everything in the world has two sides. Where there is good, there must be bad. Just like Wanxiangzhai, its more than 200 years of history has allowed this sect to accumulate strong capital, strength and foundation.

Under normal circumstances, when they garrison in a county, they will have a crushing attitude.

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

Therefore, their reactions are slow, even stiff.

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

As a result, Wanxiangzhai did not respond and did not even hold a meeting to discuss the issue.

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 had large family members and more wealth, so they walked slowly and fell behind.

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

Until today, the person finally arrived!
……

The old site of Wenxiang Temple has now been replaced with a plaque of Wanxiangzhai.
The main gate was wide open, and two teams of disciples in tight uniforms stood on both sides, welcoming the two old men who were walking in from the end of the street.

The two old men, one tall and thin, the other short and fat, looked plain-looking, but their serious expressions and extraordinary majesty when they walked in all directions appeared.

When they got close, all the disciples immediately clasped their fists and saluted, saying loudly, "Greetings to the Grand Elder of Discipline and the Grand Elder of Transmission of Skills."

The tall and thin old man looked around and said with a satisfied smile: "Good, good, you look very energetic."

The short and fat old man just nodded seriously as a response.

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

He has a handsome face and looks quite young, except for the few white hairs on his temples, which make him look much more mature.

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

Only when the two elders came close did he smile and bow, and said gently: "Greetings, two uncles, you are finally here? The host and several hall masters are already waiting in the inner hall."

The short and fat old man raised his head slightly and sneered, "You are just waiting there, not even willing to move over to greet us two old guys. It seems that you old guys are not welcome, right?"

His words were spoken rudely, and the two rows of disciples in tight uniforms on the side of the road lowered their heads and pretended not to hear him.

The middle-aged man in purple silk, however, remained calm, smiling gently, his words sharpening: "It would be inappropriate for the host to come out in person to greet you. It is proper to have me, the great elder of the inner sect who is in charge of the war hall, come here, right?"

"You little kid..."

The short and fat old man's face turned red, and he wanted to say something, but before the words reached his lips, he was stopped by the tall and 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 what kind of difficulty has caused such a closed-door meeting that requires us to come here in such a hurry?"

The short and fat old man spoke at the right time: "I also want to know, in this small Tianquan County, is there anything that can stump our wise and powerful Wanxiang Zhai Master?"

The middle-aged man in purple silk still smiled gently: "The two elders will know when they go in. Please come in!"

"go!"

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

This hall must have been converted from a large temple. All the statues inside have been moved out, making it look extremely empty.

There is only one ink-and-wash painting of a war elephant on the front wall, roaring to the sky. If you look closely, you can even feel that the painting is alive.

Under the elephant's hoof, countless villains struggled to escape, wishing they were dead.

Below the painting is the largest rosewood armchair, on which sits the master of Wanxiang Zhai, with his horse and sword in hand, white eyebrows raised, and eyes closed, resting.

On both sides were neatly arranged chairs, not many, only twelve in total, but they were not evenly distributed, with seven on one side and five on the other.

After the middle-aged man in purple silk and the two old men stepped into the hall, they immediately split into two groups. The two old men sat on the left, occupying the first and second seats.

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

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

Oftentimes, this seating arrangement can best reflect the internal factions of a force, just like Wanxiangzhai, which is clearly divided into two teams.

On one side was the leader of Wanxiang Zhai, accompanied by the middle-aged man in purple silk from the Zhan Tang, and six hall masters.

On the other side were the two great inner sect elders who were in charge of discipline and imparting skills, and they were led by three hall masters.

It seems that there is an imbalance in power, but in fact, the internal situation is much more complicated and chaotic than it meets the eye.

Seeing that everyone was gathered, the master of Wanxiang Zhai suddenly opened his eyes, only to see two flashing cold rays. No one dared to look him in the eye.

Even the short and fat old man who was the aggressive elder of the precepts lowered his head naturally without any expression.

Seeing everyone surrender, his imposing manner eased 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 else except them.

The Wanxiang Zhai master spoke again: "There is no need to say more about why we have gathered here today. Where is the master of Tingfeng Hall?"

"Master, I'm here!" A beautiful woman with a bit of a worldly air stood up:
"The two inner sect elders have just arrived. Can you tell them about the situation in Tianquan County?"

"it is good."

The prostitute nodded and continued to tell the story, explaining the situation in Tianquan County in detail.

After a cup of tea, the woman finished her words, and the short and fat old man immediately spoke: "In other words, those people from the Tyrant Sect left us with a disaster. Now in Tianquan County, Xuanzhen Temple is leading other martial arts sects to attempt to be hostile to our Wanxiangzhai?" "That's it!"

The tall and thin old man nodded slightly, then looked up at the Wanxiang Zhai master and asked, "What solution does the master have? How can Wanxiang Zhai break this deadlock?"

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

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

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

Otherwise, they might even take advantage of you.”

The short and fat old man immediately responded, "That's right, no matter what, we can't bring down the prestige of Wanxiangzhai.

It would be best if we could crush them with one strike, and completely break the arrogance of the Tianquan County warriors."

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

After a pause, he continued, "Tingfeng Hall has compiled a list of sects and forces that are close to Xuanzhen Temple.
Then, each hall should claim it and gather their elite disciples to set off."

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

We need to let these bumpkins know that our Wanxiangzhai is not on the same level as them."

His plan was clearly prepared long ago, but on the surface, he let the two inner sect elders who were at odds with each other speak up.
Even if they originally wanted to trip him up, at this moment, they had to accept it obediently.

Moreover, according to the distribution of the list, the halls belonging to the two inner sect elders must be the most difficult martial arts sects.

Even with this, the two great elders of the inner sect were speechless. This could be regarded as a perfect use of the method of using the opponent's force against you.

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

"Report..."

A loud shout was heard, followed by the sound of hurried and messy footsteps. In the blink of an eye, they came from far away and were right in front of him.

The door of the hall was pushed open, and a disciple walked in. But the next second, with a bang, he flew out again.

The Wanxiang Zhai master stood up with an ugly look on his face. His bulging robe slowly shrank down, and he shouted, "During the closed-door meeting, no one is allowed to barge in or disturb us.

Which sect are you from? How dare you be so ignorant of the rules!!!"

The disciple fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood. His face was pale and his breath was weak. He was so anxious that he couldn't even speak.

But he still raised his hand.

In his hand was a bamboo tube, tied with a red ribbon.

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

In a flash, he arrived in front of the Wanxiang Zhai master and whispered, "It was a message from the Putian Eagle, the highest level, something big must have happened."

The owner of Wanxiang Zhai gave her a sidelong glance, but still took the bamboo tube, opened it, poured out the papers, and after just one look, his expression became even uglier.

He glanced at the disciple who was communicating, and shouted, "Someone come?"

Two disciples appeared outside the hall in a flash, "Master, what do you want?"

“Take this disciple away, hire the best doctor, use the best medicine, cure his injuries, and give him a great achievement.

He did the right thing!"

The change in Wanxiang Zhaizhu's attitude shocked everyone, but his action was extremely simple. He just handed the paper to the left and said, "You all, take a look."

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

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

"This master of Xuanzhen Temple wants to challenge my Wanxiangzhai, and regards us as an opportunity for breakthrough?"

"Arrogant! Really arrogant!"

"He is looking for death!"

"If it's up to me, just let him come. He must come without returning!"

"These country bumpkins have no idea how high the heavens are or how deep the earth is."

If before, everyone had their own calculations and internal discord, but at this moment, everyone formed a rare united front, and their words were full of resentment.

When the Wanxiang Zhai master saw this, his eyes became even more fierce: "You all, are you guys all thinking this?"

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

"Me too!"

“All of them!”

"In this case, all previous plans are scrapped. We will just meet this young master of Xuanzhen Temple."

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

"Since he wants to fight, then I will deal with him according to the rules. I will wait for him here until he comes."

"Of course, we can't let him sit idle along the way. All of you should get moving. Intercept, assassinate, ambush, encircle and suppress. Use all the means you can."

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

　Here’s the first update first, the second one will be later!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)