The fat-headed and big-eared man was stunned at first, and shouted: "Tan Zhongchi? Who is that? Among the sixteen elders of Xingluo Hall, there is no such name at all! Can't he be a disciple of the deacon below?"
The horse-faced man also laughed dryly and said: "It is a rare thing for a disciple of the deacon to enter the main line of Lingxiao. But the name is really tacky, Tan Zhongchi, haha..."
The remaining young man who had remained silent had his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking about something. He moved his lips, wanting to speak, and glanced at Qin Wushuang, but did not speak.
The horse-faced man waved his hand: "Boy, since your master is not an elder, you have to be more sensible. Even if we punish you today, there will be no reason to deal with you later."
"So, which elder are the disciples of these three?" Qin Wushuang couldn't believe that there were such bastard disciples. He didn't even know the name of the second hall master, and dared to talk about these three "Tan Zhongchi" without shame.
The words are old-fashioned.
If Master heard this, he would slap them somewhere.
Qin Wushuang also observed that the young man seemed to have some understanding, but judging from his expression, he didn't seem to be in tune with the other two. Although he came out in the same group, he obviously had some differences with the other two.
The fat man with big ears slapped his chest, and the fat all over his body trembled. He yelled: "Boy, stop talking nonsense and take out the things directly on your body. If it can catch our eyes, we will let you eat less today."
Some pain, otherwise, hum!"
Qin Wushuang smiled calmly, nodded, pulled out the innate sword with a smooth movement, threw it to the ground at will, inserted it straight into the soil, and sank directly into the handle of the sword.
The sword was activated by Qin Wushuang's spiritual power and made a strong "buzzing" sound. After being submerged, the blade still trembled and made a harsh sound.
"The only good thing I have is this sword. If you three think you have the ability to take it, you can take it yourself!" Qin Wushuang said indifferently.
A surprised light flashed in the eyes of the silent young man, and he looked at Qin Wushuang in surprise. He obviously saw that Qin Wushuang's move was quite meaningful, and there was a faint powerful aura that made him tremble in his heart.
Although it was hidden, there was a hint of restlessness in this move that was difficult to suppress.
innate!
These two words suddenly appeared, and the young man's eyes were filled with surprise again.
The other two people exchanged glances, and apparently felt a vague sense of something strange, but they were too nervous to react for a while.
The young man asked in a deep voice: "I don't dare to ask for advice. The mentor that this junior brother talks about is the master of the second hall of Xingluo Hall?"
Qin Wushuang burst into laughter. How dare you think that Master's name is so secret in Xingluo Palace? Surprisingly, two of the three people were completely ignorant, and one of them was just a guess, and he still couldn't be sure.
In the Xingluo Palace, the names of the five major palace masters almost never appear in anyone's mouth. Even if the Earth Palace Master was called before, the other person's name would almost never be mentioned.
The disciples of the five major hall masters naturally know the names of their respective masters, but these people practice in the mountains on weekdays and are unlikely to meet each other. Therefore, even if they have a small contact with each other, it is impossible to talk about each other's master's name.
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As for the disciples of Dharma kings and elders, they can at most know the surnames of other Dharma kings. The specific names and taboos are rarely mentioned.
As for the master of the hall, they usually only call them "the master of the main hall" and "the master of the second hall". They don't even know their last name.
Hearing the young man's question, the expressions of the horse-faced man and the fat man changed. They looked at Qin Wushuang nervously and took two steps back involuntarily.
Qin Wushuang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I thought that the family master's name was no longer useful, but I didn't expect that someone would know it after all."
As soon as these words came out, the fat man let out a scream and fell backwards. His little heart couldn't bear this reality, and he took the initiative to fall backwards before Qin Wushuang could take action.
The horse-faced man's face turned pale as he said, "Second...Second Hall Master? Is he your master?"
"You don't believe it?" Qin Wushuang sneered, "If you have a chance, you can go to Qingyun Palace and ask about it."
The horse-faced man spoke incoherently: "No... no need to ask. This..."
He had a horse face that looked like he had seen a ghost, and his expression was indescribably weird. Looking from left to right, he saw that the fat man had fallen directly, and the other young man was obviously not on the same road as him.
I looked around and couldn't find anyone to share this pressure.
But at this moment, Qin Wushuang was constantly stimulating his innate aura, constantly spurting out, making the horse-faced man's teeth couldn't help but tremble, and his whole body was like sieve chaff, and he couldn't help but chatter.
"What's wrong? This sword is an innate attack weapon." Qin Wushuang sneered.
His pressure was very targeted. Just now, the young man had not been violent or threatening, and it seemed that he was not on the same road as these two people. Therefore, his pressure was not specifically aimed at that young man.
But Qin Wushuang was not polite to the horse-faced man. He did not intend to use force to hurt him at all, but this kind of psychological punishment using his innate aura was a hundred times more uncomfortable than physical punishment.
This is complete torture.
In just a moment, the horse-faced man's whole body was as if he had been fished out of water, covered in sweat. Qin Wushuang knew that the punishment was enough at this point. If the pressure continued, the man would be too frightened, and he might not be able to survive.
Even if you kill him, you won't live long.
Immediately, he lost his momentum, pulled the palm of his hand, sucked up the innate sword, and put it back on his waist.
"In the future, be more discerning!" Qin Wushuang dropped a warning and walked away.
"Senior brother, please stay." It was the young man who spoke this time.
"Um?"
Qin Wushuang glanced back. He had a good impression of this young man. When the three of them surrounded him just now, there was a slight gap in his corner, intentionally or unintentionally. The two people didn't notice it. He, Qin Wushuang, was naturally strong.
However, it was easy to see it.
Obviously, this young man intentionally left that gap. To put it bluntly, it was to remind him to break through. It seemed that this person had no harmful intentions.
"Senior brother, can you take a step to speak?" The young man asked cautiously, but there was a trace of hope in his eyes.
Qin Wushuang's heart moved. Although he had been a member of the Xingluo Palace for two months, he still didn't know much about many things in the Xingluo Palace. If he could find an honest person to understand, it would be a good choice.
Nodding: "Follow me!"
As he walked forward, the young man glanced at the two people on the ground and followed him in big strides.
After walking through the woods, they came to a high slope. Qin Wushuang slowed down and waited for the young man to follow him, then stopped.
"If you have anything to say, say it here."
The young man nodded and summoned up the courage to ask, "Senior brother, is he innate?"
Qin Wushuang didn't expect that he would ask this question as soon as he opened his mouth, and nodded: "Yes."
"As expected." The young man sighed, "If it weren't for innateness, how could we have left them in such a mess without moving a finger? Innate martial arts are really powerful!"
"Well, you three are just going to be road bullies here? Don't you think it's embarrassing for Star Luo Palace?"
The young man shook his head helplessly: "Those two and I did not come from the same sect. I was just forced to do so by both of them, and was not allowed to join their camp."
"Haha, you don't have to explain it to me. Anyway, you didn't say it was not allowed to grab guns and loot in Xingluo Palace. Do you want me to take a step to speak, do you have anything else to say?"
The young man bit his lip lightly and suddenly said: "I have a heartfelt request. I wonder if senior brother would be interested in hearing it?"
"Since it's an unkind invitation, there's no need to say anything." Qin Wushuang said simply.
The young man was stunned for a moment, then murmured: "Actually, it's not a completely merciless invitation. If senior brother is willing to accept the offer, I'm willing to pay the reward."
"Remuneration?" Qin Wushuang found it funny, "What is your reward?"
"Senior brother, do you agree or not?" The young man did not answer, but asked.
"Promise what?"
"It's actually simple. You don't need to do anything, senior brother. As long as senior brother lets me follow you to the Vientiane Valley, little brother, I can pay senior brother two flavors of spiritual grass."
"Vientiane Valley?" Qin Wushuang was stunned.
Where is that place? He had no intention of going to the Vientiane Valley, so why did this guy suddenly bring up the Vientiane Valley?
The young man observed his words and saw a trace of astonishment on Qin Wushuang's expression. He asked in disbelief: "Senior brother, there is no way he is not going to the Vientiane Valley, right?"
"Why do I have to go to Vientiane Valley?" Qin Wushuang's face turned cold.
The young man thought he had said something wrong, so he stuck out his tongue and said apologetically: "I've been too talkative. Since senior brother is not going to Vientiane Valley, then junior brother, I will take my leave, haha."
In front of Xiantian, he was also under great pressure. On the one hand, he was worried that this Xiantian disciple would be arrogant and directly want to steal his things. On the other hand, he was extremely looking forward to having a Xiantian to protect him so that he could go around the Vientiane Valley.
"Wait a minute!" Qin Wushuang called calmly.
The young man stopped and asked, "Senior brother, do you have any other instructions?"
"Then tell me, what's going on in the Wanxiang Valley?" Qin Wushuang didn't make any excuses. If you don't know, you don't know. For a new disciple, not knowing is normal. Don't be afraid of not knowing, just be afraid of not knowing.
Pretending to know.
For him, Qin Wushuang, everything is in the learning stage now, so asking more questions is not a bad thing.
The young man didn't think so and said in surprise: "Senior brother, you don't know what is going on in Wanxiang Valley?"
Qin Wushuang said impatiently: "I've only been here for two months. Isn't it strange?"
The young man looked at Qin Wushuang in disbelief and said, "I've only been here for two months? Directly worshiping the master of the second hall? No wonder... no wonder."
Then he realized that he had lost his temper and said hurriedly: "That's what happened in the Valley of All Things..."