The three people who were quarreling stopped at the same time.
Lin Fengyao breathed a sigh of relief. They had been walking for nearly a day and the sun was about to set. Finally, they arrived at Xingchen Pavilion.
However, he looked up and his face was instantly replaced by shock.
It's not just him, but the expressions on Lin Fengling and Niu Aotian's faces are not much worse than him.
"Former...sen, are you...are you sure this is Xingchen Pavilion?"
Looking into the eyes, there are all graves, and there is no sight to see them.
But what he could see would have to be more than a thousand graves, let alone those who were unreal in the distance.
"Yes, the gate of Xingchen Pavilion is there."
Lin Fengyao looked in the direction pointed by the beggar and saw a passage in the middle of the countless graves.
At the end of the passage, there is a stone gate with weeds surrounding it, which looks so desolate.
There are three simple characters engraved on the arch stone door, Star Pavilion.
"I read that right!"
Niu Aotian looked around in shock, "Is this Xingchen Pavilion?
Did Daxia Kingdom once exist like Mount Tai Beidou?
It turned out to be in a grave grass.
Senior, aren't you kidding me?"
Lin Fengyao also looked at the beggar, obviously this was beyond his perception.
Although he already knew that Xingchen Pavilion was the weakest sect among the six major sects.
But as Niu Aotian said, this Xingchen Pavilion is also the first sect in Daxia.
Even if it is not as good as before, it is a lean camel that is bigger than a horse. Even if it is not as good as the Sheji Academy, it must be much better than the Four Sects.
But now, when I see, this is much worse than that of the four sect cities.
"I didn't tease you, this is Xingchen Pavilion."
The beggar looked at the graves, and a trace of sadness flashed in his deep eyes, "And here are the residences of my disciples from all generations of Star Pavilion."
"They were all beheaded disciples from various generations of sects because of their grudges between Xingchen Pavilion and Sheji Academy. You joined Sheji Academy.
There is only one mission, avenge them."
Lin Fengyao glanced at the tombs and nodded, "I can do it."
He had promised the beggar before that as long as the other party saves his sister, he would agree to all the other party's requests.
He has always been trustworthy in his words.
"How many disciples are there in Sheji Academy?"
The beggar thought for a moment, "Including you two, the total number of disciples of each peak should be exactly seventy."
"Seventy, so few?"
Lin Feng shook his head, "You're okay if you have little disciples, you have no more disciples."
Niu Aotian nodded, "Yes, I have been forced to do this and dare to join Xingchen Pavilion. They should be the arrogant genius.
I have very few masters and disciples, including me, all of them are the best elites.”
Lin Feng shook his head, too lazy to pay attention to Niu Aotian, and pulled his sister to follow the beggar towards the gate of Xingchen Pavilion.
"The head is back."
At this time, an old man with few teeth left in his mouth walked towards Lin Feng and shook others.
After the old man bowed to the beggar, he looked at Lin Fengyao and others with his eyes shining, "It's been fifty years, and it's been fifty years, and my Star Pavilion has finally welcomed a new disciple.
It’s really my Star Pavilion, haha…”
The old man looked at Lin Fengyao and the other two and laughed, as if he had encountered something happy.
"Ahem..."
However, it seemed that it was because the old man was old and laughed too hard that he started coughing violently.
"Senior, you..."
Seeing that the old man was coughing so badly, Lin Fengyao wanted to go over and help him.
However, the old man quickly took two steps back and saluted Lin Fengyao very solemnly.
"Senior, what are you doing?"
However, the old man still bent down and saluted, saying, "Outer disciple Huang Yixuan, have met two senior brothers!"
Hearing Huang Yixuan's words, Lin Fengyao and Niu Aotian were stunned on the spot.
senior?
They heard it right. Huang Yixuan, who looked much older than a beggar, was actually just an outer disciple of Xingchen Pavilion, and he called them senior brother?
What's going on?
When the beggar saw Lin Fengyao looking at him, he raised his head and took a sip of wine, saying, "Fifty years ago, Yixuan was a disciple of the outer sect of Xingchen Pavilion, and he has not risen over the years.
According to the rules of Xingchen Pavilion, the disciples of the outer sect must call the disciples above the inner sect the senior brother.”
"Fifty years ago, outer disciple?"
Lin Fengyao glanced at Huang Yixuan who had already stood up, looked at the beggar, and asked, "Senior, don't tell me, the rest of the disciples are..."
Before Lin Feng could finish his words, Huang Yixuan greeted him in the distance excitedly, "Brothers and sisters, come out and see our two new senior brothers!"
As soon as Huang Yixuan finished speaking, Lin Fengyao looked into the distance, his eyes wider and wider.
I saw more than sixty old men and women walking towards them with excitement.
"I've seen two senior brothers!"
Seeing a group of old men and women bowing to her senior brother, Lin Feng sucked his teeth.
He thought that the beggar said that there were sixty or seventy disciples in Xingchen Pavilion, and just like what Niu Aotian said, they were all arrogant geniuses.
Unexpectedly, they were all old men and women, which was completely different from what he thought!
Niu Aotian came to his senses, grabbed Lin Fengyao and turned around and left, "Go away quickly, we have been cheated by this old man.
There are not many sixty or seventy disciples, but these are all disciples, disciples fifty years ago!
Damn, it's all old men and women, and there's also a knelt with a stick, and it's obvious that it's half buried in the loess.
Fifty years!
Fifty years!
For fifty years, they have not even been promoted to the inner disciples. Can't you still see that?
To put it bluntly, there are only two new disciples in the entire Xingchen Pavilion. Just by fighting against the other five elites of the other five sects, isn’t that asking for death?
We are not close to them, so there is no need to take our lives in vain."
Lin Feng Yao let go of Niu Aotian's hand, "Fatty, I have already promised senior to join Xingchen Pavilion."
Lin Fengyao knew what Niu Aotian meant, and he also understood why Xingchen Pavilion has been left unattended for so many years.
A sect has no fresh blood and is destined to decline.
What's this the first sect in the past?
Nursing Home!
However, Lin Fengyao had already agreed to the beggar, so he would not leave.
Be a person with faith.
"You are kind and righteous, I am not kind and unrighteous!"
Niu Aotian glanced at Lin Fengyao, "You stay here by yourself, I'll go back to find my senior sister."
"Little fat man, you agreed to join Xingchen Pavilion before. Now you want to return. Do you think I don't exist if you are an old man?"
At some point, the beggar had already stopped Niu Aotian and looked at him with deep eyes.
Looking at the beggar's eyes, Niu Aotian was a little scared. Although the beggar did not take any action, his strength was definitely stronger than him.
"Senior, you can't cheat people like this, you have been an outer disciple for more than fifty years!
If this is a war with Sheji Academy, do you want me to die, or do you want me to lead a group of people with crutches to die?"
At this time, Huang Yixuan walked over tremblingly, "It seems that we old guys have disappointed the younger brother with Xingchen Pavilion."
"Let me do this, I will compete with my senior brother. If my senior brother can beat me, my senior brother will leave. I will plead with the leader for you and let you leave."
Hearing Huang Yixuan's words, the beggar was stunned and hurriedly said, "Yixuan, what are you doing? I finally tricked you... No, I'm recruiting a disciple. If you want to get it away, I can't spare you.
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"Master, if they really don't want to do it, it doesn't make people difficult."
Huang Yixuan looked at an old woman, "Junior Sister Ling, borrow a knelt stick!"