The Bamboo Emperor said sternly: "We just take this opportunity to hold the second meeting while all the guests are present."

Yan Chu immediately acted as the Patriarch of the Law and waved his hands with a straight face: "Everyone else, please hurry down the mountain and stay at the Jianjian Pavilion. Don't move around at will. Look back and listen to the orders of the Patriarch Hall."

The Bamboo Emperor smiled and said: "Since Yuan Zhenye has been removed from the list, the position of guardian of Zhengyang Mountain will be temporarily vacant. Tao Yanbo, what do you think?"

Regarding Yuan Zhenye, who had protected the mountain for thousands of years, the Bamboo Emperor still only talked about his removal, not life or death.

Tao Yanbo said sadly: "Sect Master, Qiulingshan cannot be blamed for this disaster. I voluntarily resigned from my post and closed my door to think about my mistakes for a while."

The situation is over, and struggling is useless. It will only arouse public anger, bring down the entire Qiuling Mountain, and be greatly resented by the ambitious leader Zhuhuang.

The Bamboo Emperor stared at Tao Yanbo and said slowly: "Then Zhanglu Yan will be transferred to this position. Qiuling Mountain will be closed for a hundred years starting from today. From now on, all the sword cultivators of the Qiuling Mountain line who go down the mountain to practice will have to obey the orders of the first line of peaks."

There should be no objections to the arrangements of the Ancestral Master Hall. After I troubled Tao Jianxian to return to the mountain, I can calm down people's hearts. Master Xia Bo is highly respected. In this critical moment, I have no choice but to trouble my uncle to go out of the mountain, put aside his sword training, and serve as the head priest of the Ancestral Master Hall."

Xia Yuancui stroked his beard and said thoughtfully: "That's all we have to do."

Although Yan Chu was reluctant to give up, he originally thought that he could serve as the God of Wealth as the Patriarch of the Law, but he would still make money by being able to manage the money of the upper and lower sects in the future.

When Tao Yanbo heard this, he became furious and sealed the mountain for a hundred years. The first line of peaks took over all the Qiuling Mountain Sword Cultivators?! Are you, the Bamboo Emperor, going to use a blunt knife to cut the flesh of the Qiuling Mountain Sword Cultivators and kill them all?

Once Qiuling Mountain is banned for a hundred years, wouldn't the sword cultivators of this lineage, especially the younger disciples, all have to change their minds one by one, imitate the Qingwu Peak, and go to other peaks to practice one by one?

Adding bricks and tiles, you push me and push me, each has his own difficulties and difficulties. If the wall falls and everyone pushes it, fools will do it.

The Bamboo Emperor said: "Tao Yanbo, do you have any objections?"

Tao Yanbo's face was gloomy and uncertain. He glanced at the jade plaque hanging on the Bamboo Emperor's waist and finally shook his head.

Although it was a discussion in the Patriarch Hall, the Bamboo Emperor clearly did not give anyone a chance to say no. Without the sword top of the Patriarch Hall, the Bamboo Emperor was just a one-word hall today.

The Bamboo Emperor turned to look at the Zhuyu Peak female ancestor with a smile, and said: "Tian Wan, your responsibilities remain unchanged. You are still in charge of the three areas, Mirror Flowers and Water Moon, Shanshui Palace Report, and Mountain Gate Intelligence."

Tian Wan looked panicked and said in a trembling voice: "Sect Master, it is precisely because Zhuyu Peak's intelligence was wrong that we took those two young men lightly. Tian Wan will never be redeemed by death. He is willing to shut himself up and think about his mistakes like Patriarch Tao."

The Bamboo Emperor smiled, shook his head, and rejected Tian Wan's resignation.

Of course he knew something was wrong with this girl.

The Bamboo Emperor was even sure that she and Luo Luoshan either had a close relationship or had reached a certain covenant, but there was no way. This was the price Zhengyang Mountain had to pay. Yixianfeng and the Bamboo Emperor had to fight with that Chen Shan.

A sincerity given by the Lord’s hands.

Yan Chu's heartstrings suddenly tightened, and he no longer dared to care about whether he had concurrent responsibilities or not. After all, Shuilong Peak was the top of the mountain that had always held the power of espionage.

Tian Wan, this stinky bitch, won't pick up any pot.

As for the Zhuyu Peak, let alone the direct descendants, there are usually no handyman disciples. Only Tian Wan has always lived there to practice in seclusion. Is this obviously throwing dirty water at Shuilong Peak?

The Bamboo Emperor was in a complicated mood. The sect master's state of mind was far from being as calm and calm as it appeared. In fact, he was already exhausted. If there was even the slightest disturbance, even the Bamboo Emperor would feel helpless.

The truth is revealed, the human heart is exposed, and you can see it at a glance. There is no need to look at the confusion and panic among the peaks on the other side of the Stop Sword Pavilion. Just say that on the top of the sword, there are either stupid people with wine bags and rice bags, or smart people with their own agendas, or they just stand by and watch.

Choosing to protect oneself wisely, the Bamboo Emperor smiled bitterly in his heart for no reason. Could it be that as the old saying goes, one family cannot enter the same house?

Bamboo Emperor's vision quickly swept everywhere, trying to find traces of that person.

The Bamboo Emperor dared to say that that person must be somewhere in the mountain at this moment.

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In the viewing pavilion built on the cliff at Full Moon Peak, the Yunlin Jiang family brother and sister still stayed.

The plaque is "Guyun Pavilion" with gold characters on a black background. There are couplets hanging on the pillars on both sides of the pavilion, and the content is quite long.

When I wake up in the morning, I open the door and the mountains are covered with snow. I see the cranes chirping in the pines in the wind. The years are behind me. My heart and the moon are originally round.

Returning home in the evening, drunk and dreaming, the sound of falling woodcutter, the king's words ascending to the sky during the day, flowers and trees offering true appreciation, burning incense and listening to the rain.

Jiang Sheng in the pavilion asked doubtfully: "In this case, Zhengyang Mountain still has the nerve to create a sect?"

The Bamboo Emperor who was the leader of the sect was simply a master as thick-skinned as a city wall, which was an eye-opener for Jiang Sheng.

The monks on the mountain in Aquarius Continent and the noble families at the foot of the mountain all saw this scene, and it was too late to close the mirror.

What's more, I heard that the Confucian Temple has lifted the ban on landscape newspapers. At most, Zhengyang Mountain can control other people's eyes today, but it can't control their mouths.

Jiang Shan, who is a Confucian gentleman, nodded and said: "Of course."

The Bamboo Emperor is actually a very powerful and resilient sect leader. This kind of person will be like a fish in water wherever he practices. It seems that as long as he is not killed and is given one or two straws to grab, he can reach the top again.

Jiang Sheng was in shock at this moment. Hearing the word "eldest brother" seemed to be more absurd to her than seeing Liu Xianyang ask sword questions one after another and then all the way to the top.

Jiang Shan said: "There is no suspense about the establishment of the Lower Sect. Together with the Zhengyang Mountain Sect, they will just repeat the same mistakes together and become the same situation as before for hundreds of years. It is like being stepped on by Li Tuanjing alone, and he is so crushed that he can't breathe.

Come. Of course, the situation in Zhengyang Mountain is even more dangerous this time, because Luolu Mountain is not Fengleiyuan. There is more than one sword immortal. What's more, the two mountain owners, Chen Ping'an and Li Tuanjing, are both sword immortals, but their acting styles are very different.

Same."

Jiang Shan looked around and saw a human heart in Zhengyang Mountain. The clouds and rain gathered and dispersed the glass, which was brittle and brittle. After several sword battles, it was indeed vulnerable to a single blow.

The essence of what Wei Liang calls dismantling is actually the word cutting.

Jiang Shan smiled and said: "Through the hunting envoy Cao Ping, we were able to distinguish ourselves from the Dali imperial court and the Dali border army to a certain extent. It cannot be said in full, but it is of great significance. And through the Yuan Dynasty, which is very likely to be transferred to Shujian Lake to practice.

Bai, let Zhongyue Jinqing and Zhenjing Sect besiege the Zhengyang Mountain Sect located in the old Zhuying territory. Nanyue Prince Caizhishan, Yongjiang Water God, and the Qiantang River Fengshui Cave Laojiao near our home all did their own things.

Having made a choice, in order to achieve this, we need the young mountain owner of Luolu Mountain, a lot of love on the mountain, the connections cultivated in secret, and a genuine exchange of interests."

"This is just the first step."

Jiang Shan said eloquently, "The second step is to target the interior of Zhengyang Mountain. Sword cultivators such as Bo Yun Peak and Pian Piao Feng, all the swordsmen who often took the lead in the First Line Peak Ancestral Hall, will sit down with Yong Yong.

After the discussion, the fellow disciples separated the two groups of people, which can not only disperse the scattered sand, but the most important thing is the backhand hidden in it. For example, let the Zhengyang Mountain Sect and the future Lower Sect, from today on,

There begins to be some kind of schism that cannot be bridged.”

"If I were the young hidden official of Luopo Mountain, after the sword quest is over and I leave, there will be a fourth step. On the surface, it seems to leave Zhengyang Mountain alone. Of course, whoever wants to ask the sword of Luopo Mountain is most welcome. In this way

, Luopo Mountain is equivalent to giving face to the Great Li court, leaving steps for both sides. Only in the dark, join forces with Zhongyue and Zhenjing Sect, and use all their strength to target the lower sect of Zhengyang Mountain. It is very simple, as long as it does not come from Puyun Peak

The sword cultivators in these mountains can’t even hope to have a good life, and no one even dares to go out to practice.”

Jiang Sheng wondered: "On the surface? The fourth step?"

Jiang Shan smiled and said: "The likes of Bailudu and Qingwu Peak have long since become obsolete. Xia Yuancui of Full Moon Peak is the most aware of current affairs, Leng Qi of Qiongzhi Peak is the best at clinging to strong men, and Yan Chu likes to camp and is only interested in profit. The loss of Qiuling Mountain is almost

It was Yuan Zhenye, who was enshrined in his own mountain guard, who was most seriously injured. Otherwise, Tao Yanbo was actually the most suitable and most promising candidate to serve as the head of the next sect. Regardless of the reason, Zhengyang Mountain fell to this point, and Li Tuanjing did not.

It’s totally different to have one person crush Zhengyang Mountain.”

"Li Tuanjing can ask Sword Zhengyang Mountain at will and kill any sword cultivator, but Zhengyang Mountain, which has been built for three hundred years, is under pressure and shares the same hatred, because everyone does not think that a Fenglei Garden or Li Tuanjing will be the same.

It is true that Zhengyang Mountain can be destroyed, but Luopo Mountain's joint viewing of the ceremony this time is different. Therefore, this viewing ceremony is the third step of the young Yinguan, allowing everyone in Zhengyang Mountain, from the old patriarch to all the youngest disciples, to

They all understand one thing in their hearts, don’t go head-to-head with Luo Luo Shan. Seeking revenge is just a fantasy. The older ones can’t beat him. The most outstanding of the younger generation, Yu Ping’s defeat was extremely embarrassing. Wu Tijing has already left. People’s hearts

We are scattered here. We try hard to make plans, but we can’t win. It’s a huge disparity. We can’t even talk about head-to-head fights and arm-wrestling. In this case, Jiang Sheng, let me ask you, if you are the direct descendant of Zhengyang Mountain and you still need to continue practicing in the mountain, what can you do?

?”

Jiang Sheng asked tentatively: "Internal strife?"

Jiang Shan nodded, but then shook his head, "Yes and no."

Jiang Sheng said angrily: "You're still here?!"

Jiang Shan, who rarely drank alcohol, took out a pot of wine, took a sip, leaned against the pavilion pillar, and looked toward the Yixian Peak in the distance, "In the eyes of outsiders, it is internal strife. But in the eyes of people in Zhengyang Mountain, it is a matter of course.

Everyone has their own fights, the outer sects compete for the status of their relatives, the direct descendants compete for the ranking of seats on each peak, and they compete for the heavenly materials and earthly treasures needed for sword refining. Fame and wealth are not divided into families. Walking on the path of cultivation is not easy, and climbing is even harder. There are challenges everywhere.

To fight for.”

"The fight will only become more fierce than before, because I suddenly discovered that Zhengyang Mountain, which I thought was invincible in the continent, is not an existence that is expected to replace Shen Gaozong at all. Even if the Yixianfeng Ancestral Hall is rebuilt, it seems that there will be more people every day.

It’s very precarious, and I’m worried that it will be gone if I say no one day.”

Jiang Shan carried the wine pot, raised his arm, and drew a big circle, "In the past, Zhengyang Mountain could continue to expand, so that many hidden dangers hidden deep could be temporarily ignored, or even ignored forever."

Then Jiang Shan drew a small circle the size of a palm, "Now it seems to have been reduced to this small area."

Finally, Jiang Shan drew another circle between the big circle and the small circle with the wine pot in his hand, "Although it is actually so big, people will not be so optimistic. He went to the extreme and changed from the blind optimism of the past, with his eyes higher than his head.

It feels like all the mountains and rivers in the continent are the home gates of the Zhengyang Mountain monks, but now I am blindly pessimistic and have no hope at all, so I can only stare at the one-third of an acre of land a few steps away from my toes."

Jiang Sheng frowned, "It's already so complicated just from what you said, so wouldn't it be even more exaggerated to do Luo Luo Shan?"

Jiang Shan smiled and said: "It's not complicated to do it. I'm an outsider, so I can't comment casually, but it's just a mouthful. It's really not complicated, right?"

In short, Chen Pingan's quest for swordsmanship has not ended here, but has just begun.

In the first sword question that followed, Jiang Shan guessed that the place where the sword of the blue-robed swordsman from Luo Po Mountain fell was the candidate for the next sect master of Zhengyang Mountain.

Jiang Sheng complained endlessly, "Just listening to it will bore me to death."

"Stand down from a high position, outline and guide, solve problems easily, and everything will fall into place."

Jiang Shan pointed to the winding water called Rouge Creek on the ground outside the cliff, and said with a smile: "Since Luopo Mountain helped Zhengyang Mountain carve out a river bed, then the human heart will naturally flow through it like running water.

People step into it without even realizing it.”

Jiang Shan suddenly stood up, bowed to the other side of the pavilion steps, stood up, and asked with a smile: "Master Chen Shan, I wonder if there is anything wrong with my humble opinion?"

Chen Ping'an, who left and returned, smiled and said: "They are all right, there is no big flaw. But it is far from as mysterious and lofty as what Jiang Junzi said. In my opinion, the foundation of the world's knowledge is just the word 'patience'."
To be continued...