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Chapter 116 Undercover

Inside Zhang Liang's bedroom.

Yan Lu and Zhang Liang both had serious faces and looked at each other.

"Over the years, with the help of Qin's power, the net has become more and more powerful." After a long time, Yan Lu seemed to sigh.

"Every generation of Guigu Zongheng is almost the strongest in the world. The strength of this new "Jingshaman" is said to be enough to compete with Guigu's Wei Zhuang." Zhang Liang said to Yan Lu.

"Alas." Yan Lu sighed.

"I really don't know what means Luo Wang used to recruit such a swordsman to serve him.

Although "Shark Tooth" is called a "demon sword" and is not included in the sword manual, its power is more terrifying than ninety-nine percent of the famous swords in the world, and the Frightened Salamander is just a killer with a high reputation, a Yue bastard

It's really scary to be able to fight with one of the swords without falling behind," Zhang Liang said slowly to Yan Lu.

"Just Jing Salamander taking action alone?" Yan Lu continued to ask Zhang Liangdao.

Although he already knew that the Luowang organization assassinated Yan Dan, he was not too clear about the specific details.

Zhang Liang has extensive connections and has subtle connections with many forces.

Presumably he knows these things better.

“With them are the snares that cover the sun and the water that cuts off the water.

But it's not without good news. Through some method, Luo Yu's water supply will remain in the Yan Kingdom forever.

But the ability of the Amazing Salamander to fight against the "Shark Tooth" cannot be faked." Zhang Liang replied to Yan Ludao.

"Hiding the Sun, one of the Eight Swords of the King of Yue, known as Yin Sheng Sheng Yang Destruction, its identity is extremely mysterious.

Duanshui's death can certainly hit Luo Wang, but for Luo Wang, who is backed by the big tree of Qin, let alone a serious injury to his vitality, it can only be regarded as a small setback.

It's just spirit.

Hiding in the shadows and acting unscrupulously, although the way of snares is not a good one, it is indeed terrifying." Yan Lu continued.

As a young man who had been hunted down in a net, he knew the horror of this huge organization.

And what does it mean that the Frightening Salamander Sword reappears in Luo Wang's hand?

"Relying on the power of Qin, it is estimated that Luo Sheng will recover from such a small setback soon.

And for some reason, I always feel uneasy recently." Zhang Liang said to Yan Lu.

"Feeling uneasy?" Yan Lu was a little surprised and asked Zhang Liangdao.

"Yes, it seems like something big is about to happen." Zhang Liang answered.

Both of them were silent for a long time.

Zhang Liang had nothing to say, and Yan Lu didn't know how to comfort his junior brother.

"Senior Brother, please go back first. We will attend Junior Brother Wei Yan's apprenticeship ceremony tomorrow morning." A smile flashed across Zhang Liang's calm face and he said to Yan Lu.

"Yeah." Yan Lu nodded.



The second day.

Inside the Little Saint’s Villa.

Tian Yan woke up from his sleep on the comfortable big bed in the dormitory.

She wakes up very early, a habit she has developed over the years.

After washing, she arranged her clothes.

Confucianism attaches great importance to etiquette. Wherever you are, you must understand what role you need to be and what kind of things you need to do.

She is already very powerful, but not powerful enough to be unscrupulous.

Pushing open the door, a cold wind hit his face, but Tian Yan was not afraid. He used his internal energy and a stream of warm current flowed from his Dantian to his limbs and meridians.

Wearing a Confucian robe and silk scarf, her long, silky hair hangs down her back like a waterfall, her waist is slender, and her face is like white jade.

What a handsome young man!

Zhang Liang took her to visit many places in Xiaoshengxian Manor before, including the place where she was going to become a disciple today.

Wan Zhang's study.

When Tian Yan came to Wan Zhang's study, she was surprised and a little ashamed that Wan Zhang, Xunzi, Yan Lu and Zhang Liang were all here.

Her first reaction was, could she be late?

Seeing Wan Zhang's smiling expression, Xunzi still looked calm.

It is said that the outcome of a game of chess between the two determines the final outcome, but she does not know which one of them will win.

But she had an intuition that Wan Zhang was the more difficult to deal with among the two.

Xunzi is a gentleman, and Wan Zhang is even more... unfathomable on the basis of being a gentleman.

Zhang Liang and Yan Lu looked at her, their expressions were a little strange.

"Senior Brother Zhang Liang, Senior Brother Yan Lu, I'm really sorry, Wei Yan is late." Tian Yan raised his hands to Zhang Liang, and Yan Lu saluted.

What was even more surprising was that Zhang Liangyan looked at each other and smiled... a bitter smile, but there was no reply.

The smile on Wan Zhang's face grew stronger, and the corners of Xunzi's mouth also raised slightly.

The four of them looked at Tian Yan together, which made Tian Yan feel a little scared in his heart.

Time goes back to half an hour ago.

When Zhang Liang and Yan Lu braved the particularly heavy snowstorm today and arrived at Wanzhang's study, Wanzhang and Xunzi were already waiting in the study.

The attentive Zhang Liang immediately saw some strange things in this study room full of saints' classics.

For example, the tablet of Mencius.

There are also three sticks of incense stuck in front of it, as well as some sacrificial items.

Zhang Liang immediately understood what his teacher wanted to do.

Zhang Liang thought for a while and figured out the joints. He couldn't help but secretly sigh at its cleverness again.

Recruiting disciples as a master not only elevated Wei Yan's seniority and gave him more reliance in the world, but also prevented him from being bound by Confucianism like Fu Nian.

Going a step further, among the three of Yan Lu, Fu Nian, and Zhang Liang, Zhang Liang has literary talent, but his martial arts is too great.

The head of Zhuang leads the Confucian school.

But after Wei Yan came, the situation became different.

Although he is young, Wei Yan is extremely talented and extremely talented in martial arts. He is only fourteen years old and has profound skills that are even higher than Fu Nian.

Then Wei Yan is very likely to become Fu Nian's competitor to be the next head of Little Saint Xian Village.

It's not that either of these two people is keen on fame and fortune, but no one knows in what direction the moral differences will ultimately lead everything.

More importantly, Zhang Liang could clearly detect that Fu Nian's way was different from Wei Yan's way.

Both Wan Zhang and Xunzi can be regarded as gentlemen, but because of their moral discord, their relationship is tense on weekdays, and sometimes fights are inevitable.

Confucians are not afraid of competition, but as the future of Confucianism, such competition is too deadly for Confucianism.

And Wan Zhang's move was no less brilliant than the one he played on the chessboard with Xunzi before. By raising Wei Yan's seniority, he perfectly resolved all of this, including possible moral disputes in the future.

This is no longer as simple as killing two birds with one stone.

Now that things have happened, even Zhang Liang, who is famous for his strategy, has to say, "You are still as old as you are old."

"Master, Uncle Xun, you're here so early." Thinking of this, Zhang Liang bowed his hands to both of them.

He hadn't thought about it in the first place.

"Master, good morning, uncle." Yan Lu glanced at Zhang Liang, and also bowed his hands and said to the two old men in front of him.


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