Holding his fists, he said: "In this way, the evil that Master Ding mentioned is also due to the disciples. Two months ago, the disciples cooperated with Junior Brother Lin in Hengyang City and captured Master Fei."

Yue Buqun smiled lightly and said, "Senior Brother Ding has always been upright. Besides, if we are competing in public, I would not come all the way to Huashan just because I am angry with you." After saying that, he looked at Ding Mian.

Looking at Li Mu and Linghu Chong, Ding Mian's eyes were a little dodgey, and he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. He even said helpfully: "Of course not."

"Two nephews, please go down first!"

Seeing that Li Mu and Linghu Chong did not move, Ding Mian felt a little embarrassed and could only turn to Yue Buqun and said: "Brother Yue, we are still discussing important matters. If the two nephews have finished talking, can they step aside for a while?"

Yue Buqun said with a gentle face: "Chong'er, Pingzhi, do you still have something to do?"

Li Mu hesitated and said, "It's not a big deal, I'm just curious?"

Yue Buqun said: "What are you curious about?"

Li Mu said: "I heard that Master Ding is the second master of the Songshan Sect. I wonder how he compares to the other Masters of the Sword Sect?"

Yue Buqun looked at Ding Mian, then at the members of the Sword Sect, and said hesitantly: "Maybe among the brothers."

Li Mu said "Ah": "Aren't the uncles from the Sword Sect here to compete with the master for the position of leader? The martial arts should be stronger, and they can't even defeat the disciples! Why are you so embarrassed?"

Ding Mian's face turned dark and he felt bad.

Several people from Jianzong even slapped the table and stood up: "You are talking nonsense, how can we not defeat you."

Li Mu asked doubtfully: "But Master Ding is indeed no match for this disciple. Are you much better than Master Ding?"

Several members of the Jianzong were immediately speechless! They also knew that Ding Mian was the second most important person in Songshan after all, so they were praised among their brothers.

At this time, even if they really wanted to stand up and teach Li Mu, a boy who didn't know the heights of the world, their hearts sank when they looked at the silent Ding Mian.

Before they went to Mount Huashan, they had heard of the reputations of Li Mu and Linghu Chong, and they were said to have defeated Ding Mian and Fei Bin. They didn't pay much attention to it at the time, thinking it was an exaggerated rumor common in the world.

When I met Ding Mian, I didn't ask for confirmation to avoid losing face.

Only now have I discovered that this is true, without any water added to it.

Li Mu smiled and said: "If the apprentices think that the disciple is wrong, we can give it a try."

A few people could still hold back, but they were about to jump out with their swords drawn.

Ding Mian knew it was not good, so he stood up and said: "Senior Brother Yue, what we are discussing today is a major matter for your sect. If my nephew is fine, let him go down first!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Yue Buqun looked at Li Mu, and Li Mu looked at the three uncles of Jianzong, looking eager to try.

Although they were holding back their anger, the three of them had to endure it in the face of Li Mu's provocation. What if they lost to Yue Buqun's disciples on impulse? How could they have the dignity to compete for the leadership of Huashan?

Perhaps, you shouldn't be used as a gunman and wade through this muddy water.

Seeing that they didn't move, Li Mu knew that the overall situation had been decided. He had lost the opponent's face and overpowered the opponent. He probably couldn't use force today, and suddenly felt that it didn't make much sense.

He cupped his fists and said, "I won't disturb the elders' discussion. I'll take my leave now."

The overall situation was settled, and Yue Buqun asked his disciples to order tea and fruits to keep the atmosphere from getting cold. The posture at this time was clearly the same as when the master greeted the guests! Where was the tense atmosphere from before?

After a long time, Feng Buping suddenly sighed, knowing that nothing could be done. He couldn't help but feel discouraged for a while, and said with his hands crossed: "Senior Brother Yue, I've been waiting for Meng Lang. I want to pay homage to the soul of the ancestor of our sect, but I don't know..."

Yue Buqun smiled and said, "Junior Brother Feng, please."

Turning to Laudno, he said: "Arrange the incense candles."

Laudnor responded "Yes", turned around and walked out the door.

Ding Mian looked ugly, knowing that this trip to Huashan was a complete failure. In fact, when he discovered that Lu Lianrong was missing in the morning, there were already such signs. Now that he thought about it, Lu Lianrong was missing, so he must have something to do with the Huashan sect.

Otherwise, how could Yue Buqun and others be so calm and restrained in everything!

Feng Buping, Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi followed Yue Buqun and his wife out of the Zhengqi Hall. Feng Buping looked back at the plaque above his head and saw the three characters "Zhengqi Hall", which was a bit dazzling.

Feng Buping murmured: "Zhengqi Hall, Zhengqi Hall, this used to be called Sword Qi Chongxiao Hall

Yue Buqun was startled, and Feng Buping sighed again: "It doesn't matter if it has been changed, the reason for the sword competition back then was just because of this small plaque... Sword Qi, Sword Qi, who is in front and who is behind, what's the difference?

Same."

Hearing this, Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze were filled with emotion, and they thought that it was such a small plaque that caused the war between the two sects.

Qi Zong felt that "the sword energy was soaring into the sky", so he put the sword in front of Qi, which made the Qi Zong people shorter, so he insisted on replacing the plaque. Naturally, the Jian Zong people didn't allow it, and the matter was done.

The direct trigger of the sword fight between the two sects.

Several people quickly arrived at the ancestral hall. The interior was solemnly decorated, with long swords hanging on both sides. The decorations were exactly the same as those many years ago.

Only the plaque in the middle was replaced with the four characters "Use Qi to Control the Sword".

Feng Buping and others knelt in front of the incense table, their eyes seemed to flash with tears. Yue Buqun and Ning Zhong looked at each other, each with complicated emotions that were difficult to describe.
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