Tian Yan was dressed in white and was at the highest position. Wei Zhuang was on one side, wearing a gold-plated black robe that swept the floor. He looked domineering and evil.
"Uncle Wei Yan, please make the decision." Fu Nian stood up and bowed his hands to Tian Yan.
His way is based on "propriety", and the elders are in front of him, so there is no reason for him to make the decision.
Tian Yan closed his eyes and thought for a moment.
Wei Zhuang looked at Tian Yan in the main seat, then at Fu Nian, and finally looked at Zhang Liang in tacit understanding.
As early as three months ago, he contacted Zhang Liang.
He and Zhang Liang came from South Korea together, and they were both leaders of Quicksand. This is a story that has been buried in the fire under the fallen homeland, and most of the people who know it have died long ago.
He told Zhang Liang and Luo Wang that the Yin Yang family and his senior brother Ge Nie had come hand in hand under the drive of Ying Zheng.
What exactly they are here to do and what their true intentions are is difficult for Zhang Liang and Wei Zhuang to know.
But as long as there was something that the tyrant Ying Zheng wanted to do, Zhang Liang would almost always oppose it without hesitation.
Zhang Liang told him some of the current situation of Confucianism.
The two of them hit it off immediately.
Liusha and Xiaoshengxian Village can join forces to fight against the invasion of Gai Nie, Luo Wang and Yin Yang Family.
There is only one person in Wei Zhuang. Although he is a disciple of Guigu, he is still a man of few words. If they unite, they will definitely be in a weak position. If they want to unite as equals, the best way is to show their own strength.
Among Fu Nian, Yan Lu, and Zhang Liang, Fu Nian is the oldest and has the most profound skills. It is said that he was instructed by Wei Yan, who was sitting on the throne, and spent a month in seclusion. His skills were much improved, but compared to those of ghosts.
Valley is still slightly worse.
But the young man named "Wei Yan" who is in charge at the moment is not an ordinary person.
He is only fifteen years old, but his skills are still above Fu Nian's level. He has just been in seclusion for three months, so no one knows where his ultimate strength lies.
Just now, when Wei Yan came in with that disciple, he actually only felt the aura of that disciple.
Ever since he entered Confucianism, his spirit has been highly tense. Even so, it is still very difficult to detect Wei Yan, which shows that he is unfathomable.
It is true that Zhang Liang said before that Wei Yan's skill was still superior to that of Fu Nian.
The most important thing is that he is only fifteen years old.
Even Gai Nie couldn't have been so strong at the age of fifteen.
And there is a great possibility that this strength comes from his talent rather than being man-made like the Yin Yang family.
Because he had just attained enlightenment and was in retreat for three months.
Tian Yan also had her own considerations, because she really didn't understand Wan Zhang's intention in doing this.
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"Martial nephew, you are the future head of Little Saint Xian Manor, so it is up to you to do this.
If my nephew needs anything, just ask." Tian Yan smiled slightly at Fu Nian.
Fu Nian was startled when he heard this.
"Then my nephew, it's better to be respectful than to obey." Fu Nian bowed his hands and said to Tian Yan.
The complexion is calm.
Zhang Liang looked at Tian Yan and smiled slightly.
Wei Zhuang's eyes became colder and colder.
"I wonder what Mr. Wei Zhuang wants to do when he comes to visit my Little Saint Xian Manor...discussing Tao with swords?" When Fu Nian reached the last four words, he paused and asked Wei Zhuang seriously.
The last thing they want to encounter is an opponent like Wei Zhuang who is extremely powerful, has superb swordsmanship, and is also highly intelligent and well-educated.
Because it is very likely that he will lose, and if he loses, the reputation of Xiaoshengxian Village will be ruined and his face will be lost.
"Isn't the way between swordsmen determined by the sword in their hands?" Wei Zhuang said calmly.
His white hair was windless, his black gold blond running mopped the floor, and his handsome face as sharp as a knife had no expression on it.
"Did Senior Guiguzi only teach you swordsmanship?" Fu Nian looked at Wei Zhuang calmly and said.
In fact, Fu Nian would rarely say such rude words even if a bad visitor came to his door. He wanted to anger Wei Zhuang.
It is not a smart decision to compete with Gui Gu.
He didn't think about Yan Lu and Zhang Liang. He knew without thinking that they were no match for Wei Zhuang in a sword and martial arts competition.
Then the only ones present who can fight are him and Uncle Wei Yan.
No one in the world has a chance of winning against the Guigu of the same period. Even he is not sure of victory. Although Uncle Wei Yan is senior to him and has profound skills that far surpass him, in his heart, after all, he is just
An "exceptionally" sensible young man.
He had an inexplicable urge to protect Uncle Wei Yan.
Unexpectedly, Wei Zhuang laughed instead of getting angry when he heard this.
The corners of his mouth curved into a sarcastic arc.
"Public schools and hundreds of schools of thought are vying for the Way, and what they are fighting for is nothing more than governing the country and bringing peace to the world.
Sir, do you want to discuss the world with Gui Gu?" Wei Zhuang spoke, his magnetic voice not loud, but just enough for everyone in the room to hear clearly.
There was silence in the room for a moment.
Fu Nian only felt that there was a hot blood rushing out of the sun, which made him a little confused.
This is the headache of dealing with such bad customers.
It is said that the Gongsun family in this world are eloquent, but compared to the Guigu Zongheng in front of them, they are no better than a baby.
It’s not scary to be defeated, it’s not scary to say that it’s impossible to defeat, it’s not scary to say that it’s impossible to defeat, it’s not scary to say that it’s impossible to defeat...
And he can't give up easily. Face is only one aspect. On the other hand, it can be said that Wan Zhang left this matter to him more to pave the way for him to take charge of Little Sage Village in the future.
As for talking about Taoism with swords, if he loses, the little sage village will lose its face. The person who is known as the hope of the future of Confucianism will lose his face before he can lead Confucianism and the people of the world to the world of his dreams.
The world has gone up?
what to do?
Fu Nian's brain was working rapidly, preparing to come up with a solution to the problem.
But before he could think of it, he was pulled out of his thoughts by Tian Yan's gentle voice.
"Since Mr. Wei Zhuang wants to discuss Tao with swords, then I will discuss Tao with swords with Mr. Wei Zhuang." Tian Yan, who was sitting on the main seat, saw Fu Nian's dilemma and said.
"Didn't the future head of Little Saint Xian Manor take action himself?" Wei Zhuang said indifferently and sarcastically.
"Mr. Wei Zhuang is joking, how can you let the master take action in everything?" Tian Yan replied to Wei Zhuang in a neither humble nor overbearing manner.
"I hope your sword can be as sharp as your words." Wei Zhuang was not angry when faced with Tian Yan's sarcasm. He stood up and said indifferently.
At this moment, he felt very oppressive.
"The sword does not have to be sharp. I wonder if Mr. Guiguzi has ever taught you that you attach too much importance to the sword in your hand and ignore that the person holding the sword is the root of everything?" Tian Yan also stood up, elegantly holding his hand on his back.
Behind his back, the other hand made an inviting gesture towards Wei Zhuang.
Minefield disco, I am familiar with this business Tian Yan.
Looking at the slender and beautiful young man in front of him, Wei Zhuang's snow-white eyebrows wrinkled.