Wuxia: I Jigong, the beginning of the mud pill to save Lao Huang

Chapter 115

: Quanzhen Seven Sons, the battle for the headmaster!
“There is a way that fate will meet, and another way is that tragedy is already doomed.”
After listening to it, the little girl felt a little sore in her nose.
She still can’t understand why these two people clearly like each other, but they ended up like this.
“Why can’t they let go of their prejudices and have a good talk?”
“Have to do this, and end up with a gloomy ending for the two of them?”
�� The moonlight is reflected in a pair of eyes that are always glittering because of the practice of the Heavenly Demon Dafa, “If Lin Chaoying can be less proud, or Wang Chongyang can admit that he lost to Lin Chaoying, Maybe everything will end differently.”
Qizhu stood under the moonlight, and she wore a white monk’s robe with a cold expression, “However, all of this is just an assumption after all, their martial arts talents are destined to love each other, but their proud characters are destined that they will not be able to. Clear up the misunderstanding.”
The unshaven and slovenly Li Chungang had completely forgotten about picking his ears, he put down his hand, and his heart was full of sighs.
Isn’t this time, like himself and the green robe, are trapped in it and can’t be freed?
From this point of view, both Wang Chongyang and Lin Chaoying are pitiful people.
Xu Fengnian’s eyes tightened, and he clenched his fists. In his always playful look, a rare bit of solemnity appeared.
You and Jiang Ni must not take such a stupid path as Wang Chongyang.
Li Chungang turned his head, patted Xu Fengnian with the hand he had just pulled his nose, and said, “You and Jiang Ni…”
Xu Fengnian nodded and said, “I know, I won’t let such a thing happen to me.”
A few people were talking, and the buildings of Quanzhen Sect were gradually revealed in front of everyone’s eyes.
In front of him was the jet-black gate of Quanzhen Sect.
On the plaque in front of the gate, the three characters “Quanzhen Religion” are also written.
The character is majestic and elegant, and the force is transparent.
On the front porch in front of the door, two columns stand.
It is also engraved with various Taoist mantras.
“The so-called all-true person means pure and not false.” And so on.
In front of the gate of Quanzhen Sect, there are two men in Taoist robes.Disciples guard here.
When these disciples heard the movement, they immediately looked in the direction of the person coming.
“who?”
Both of them looked plain, with their hands on the hilts of their waists, and they were very vigilant.
Xu Fengnian jumped forward, put his hands on his knees, and said arrogantly: “I am the son of Xiliang.”
Immediately afterwards, he pointed behind him again, and said, “This one is Seven Jewels Bodhisattva, one of the Dharma Kings of Mount Landa.”
“Also, it is Li Chungang, the sword god who ruled the rivers and lakes a year ago.”
“…”
“As for the last one, he even defeated the Patriarch Bodhidharma, and suppressed the Daoji Master who also suppressed the immortals in the sky.”
“Seeing us, is this how your Quanzhen sect reacts?”
The two Quanzhen Sect disciples saw their faces clearly by the moonlight.
It is true that the man is handsome and handsome, and the woman is unparalleled in appearance.
Not like a liar.
Hearing such great names, they immediately paid a lot of respect, clasped their fists together, and saluted: “Hao Gan and Qiu Kun, the outer disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, have met some adults.”
“Visit late at night, please forgive me for the poor hospitality.”
Xu Fengnian waved his hand and said, “Go, hurry up and report to the master of your Quanzhen sect.”
Hao Gan and Qiu Kun cupped their fists respectfully and said, “Yes.”
now.
On a plaque with gold letters on a black background, there are three big characters “Qizhen Palace” written on it.
There are seven people standing.
A man is dignified and dignified, with a burly figure.
Standing on the spot, there is a kind of atmosphere on the body.
He is Wang Chongyang’s eldest disciple Ma Yu, nicknamed Danyangzi.
At this moment, he spoke slowly, with a deep voice, and said, “Now there is no news from Master, and Quanzhen Sect has had no one to hold the position of head teacher for decades.”
“We need to pick another person who is qualified for this position.”
A man is wearing a coir raincoat and hat.
There is an aura of jealousy and hatred in him.
His name was Qiu Chuji, and his nickname was Changchunzi.
However, who would have thought that Yin Zhiping, Qiu Chuji’s chief disciple, would be an adulterer.
He said: “The position of head teacher, of course, whoever has the highest martial arts can be the one.”
Qiu Chuji thought that his martial arts were not bad, so he came up with such a solution.
Tan Chuduan, the eldest son.
He was ill in his early years and sought medical treatment everywhere, but there was no cure.
Later when Wang Chongyang came to them, Tan Chuduan asked Wang Chongyang for treatment.
Wang Chongyang closed the door at first, but Tan Chuduan was not seen.
Tan Chuduan refused to give up and kept guarding outside the door, finally moved Wang Chongyang, opened the door and rescued him.
Tan Chuduan was actually cured of many illnesses that doctors could not cure. He thought that he was destined to be immortal, so he followed Wang Chongyang’s lead.
Holding the fly whisk in one hand, he thought about it: “The matter of being the head teacher is no small matter, and it needs to be discussed carefully.”
Yuyangzi Wang Chuyi.
He was wearing a gray robe.
There are three sparse black beards under the chin, white socks and gray shoes, and neat clothes.
He stroked his beard and said, “Even so, there must be a headmaster.”
Taikoo Zi Hao Datong.
Good at poetry and books.
Dong Xiao Yin and Yang, laws and calendars, and divination.
He said: “The position of head teacher, of course, only those who have high knowledge are qualified to convince the public. The strength of martial arts alone cannot completely determine the position of head teacher.”
The eldest son, Liu Chuxuan, said: “I think what Senior Brother Qiu said is quite right. Only those with high martial arts skills can restrain disciples and protect the Quanzhen Sect.”
“If martial arts are not enough, what’s the use of learning poetry and calligraphy?”
Sun Buer is a quiet scattered person.
She is the only female among the Seven Sons of Quanzhen, and also Ma Yu’s Taoist companion.
She glanced at her Taoist companion Ma Yu, and said: “Senior brother Ma is the oldest and the first disciple accepted by the master, so he should inherit the position of head teacher.”
Hao Datong seemed to have thought of something again, and a look of heartache flashed in his eyes, “Everyone is fighting for the position of head teacher here, but have you ever thought that Master, the old man, is actually still alive.”
“It’s just that there has been no news about his old man for decades.”
“It’s also possible that his old man is still retreating.”
“We are so noisy about the position of the head teacher, are we sorry for the old man?”
“At least wait until the safety of the master is confirmed before continuing to choose the next head teacher.”
Hearing this, Ma Yu let out a long sigh, looked up at the ceiling of the hall, and said, “Master has treated us with such kindness as a mountain. I didn’t expect that there has been no news for decades.”
“We just thought it was Master who left.”
“Even so, we still need to elect an acting headmaster to be responsible for many matters.”
However, at this moment, there was a commotion outside.
The two disciples stepped into the main hall and said respectfully: “I have met Master, all senior uncles, senior uncles.”
“Seven-Jewel Bodhisattva, the Dharma King of Mount Lanta, Li Chungang, the God of Swords, Master Daoji of Zhengfo Temple, and others are visiting outside the door.”
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