Martial Arts Collection Pavilion

Chapter 72

(I want to hear more of your voices and receive more of your suggestions. Search and pay attention to the WeChat public account "qdread" now, and give more support to "Budao Zangjinge"!) Half a month later, Kyushu In the south of Youzhou outside, the disciples on Zhengqi Mountain held a grand welcome ceremony. A very irresponsible suzerain who was crazily worshiped by Haoranzong came back.

Lin Daoru was deeply moved when he saw the juniors and juniors whom he hadn't seen for a long time. In combat power, the Haoran Sect became the well-deserved number one sect in the world.

Lin Daoru's return was supposed to be a grand and solemn event, but he didn't expect that the woman he brought with him caused a shock in Hao Ranzong.

When the identity of Pang Suxin's head wife was confirmed, the whole faction fell silent, except for a few rough people who were happy and happy, everyone with a smarter head looked embarrassed.

Murong Xue acted as the head of the sect for many years, and the whole faction respected him as the wife of the suzerain, now that Lin Daoru came back, he brought back another wife of the suzerain, how did Murong Xue deal with herself?
At this moment, the smile on Murong Xue's face suddenly froze. He saluted Pang Suxin respectfully, and said: "Murong Xue has seen the suzerain's wife."

Her voice was clear and crisp, but she couldn't stop her trembling, and she didn't wait for Pang Suxin to speak just after she finished speaking.Then he continued: "Little sister is not feeling well, please leave first."

The disciples on Zhengqi Mountain also stepped forward to salute, and then left one after another. Pang Suxin looked at Lin Daoru innocently, and then whispered: "Idiot, hurry up and chase your junior sister."

Lin Daoru was also at a loss. Hearing Pang Suxin's words, he didn't think about it immediately. He said yes and started to chase after him.

Just when he took a step, he suddenly stopped, looked back at Pang Suxin with some embarrassment, and asked cautiously: "Suxin, you..."

"The concubine is a latecomer after all. If it weren't for the special circumstances at that time, Su Xin would have found it difficult to be a child!" She smiled, as if she was very happy that Lin Daoru stopped to ask herself.

Lin Daoru couldn't help being silent, and it was indeed as Pang Suxin said, although he had some affection for Pang Suxin, but he was more grateful for her kindness than love.

Now that I think about it, I sigh in my heart, he also doesn't love his junior sister, but her heart fell on him, and I was expecting to do things in Jingzhou this time, so I formally married her, so I treat my disciples The suzerain's wife looked at her and turned a blind eye.

He is very grateful for Pang Suxin's understanding, but he has doubts about how to tell her when he chases after her, and finally becomes hesitant, but he doesn't know whether to chase or not.

Pang Suxin seemed to see through his mind, but smiled softly, jumped over Lin Daoru, and went straight to catch up. Lin Daoru stretched out his hand to stop him, but finally let it go powerlessly.

Somewhat annoyed, he went back to the hall, seeing Dugu Ming and other disciples carefully serving him, he stopped talking about Pang Suxin and Murong Xue's affairs, and checked the cultivation of the disciples with some relief, and was very satisfied with their progress.

As a disciple of the second generation, it is really not easy to have the strength shoulder to shoulder with the disciples of the first generation.

On the second day, they took another examination of their own disciples. Among them, Dugu Ming and Li Qingshan had already realized the artistic conception, and at the same time they left their own comparisons in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

He was very happy and decided to send his disciples out to practice again, and at the same time warned them to put their own safety first, but Li Qingshan suddenly asked: "Master, if there are people who are persecuted by the disciples of the sect, the disciples can't care about themselves when saving people safety, should disciples try their best to rescue them or turn a blind eye?"

This is a matter of life and benevolence and righteousness. Lin Daoru naturally hopes that his disciples will be like him who sacrifice their lives for righteousness, but his care and love for his disciples makes him entangled in his heart.

He really wanted to tell his disciples to put their own lives first, but in the end he gritted his teeth and said: "If you die for chivalry, I will set up a monument of grandeur on Zhengqi Mountain as your teacher and take revenge for you with your own hands." .”

Li Qingshan and the others looked serious, as if they got the answer they wanted, they looked at Lin Daoru with even more admiration.

All the disciples who had cultivated at the eighth rank or above resigned and went down the mountain one after another. The only direct disciples and registered disciples of Lin Daoru on Zhengqi Mountain are Mo Xun, Lin Chaoying, and Wang Dong brothers.

At noon of the second day, Lin Daoru was eating, but Pang Suxin took Murong Xue's hand and came to his table.

Murong Xue's complexion was rare and shy, and Lin Daoru couldn't help but feel a little stupid when he saw it. Pang Suxin chuckled, and said: "After a while, after my father comes to Zhengqi Mountain, you will officially hang up the door of the sect. Now that you are the head of the sect, you can marry me and Sister Murong into the sect together."

Lin Daoru was taken aback for a moment, and asked cautiously: "Junior Sister..."

"En", a soft 'en', before Lin Daoru finished asking, he gave an answer that fascinated him.

He finally nodded and had lunch with the two of them. On the way, Pang Suxin chattered endlessly, making fun of Lin Daoru and Murong Xue, but he was very naughty.

Lin Daoru let out a helpless wry smile, shook his head, and shook out the deepest melancholy in her eyes. What woman wants to share her husband with other women?
Lin Daoru owed too much to these two women in front of him. One had saved his life with him, and later went through life and death together. His pure temperament is in charge of the sect for him.

He held Pang Suxin with one hand and Murong Xue with the other. After a long time, he let go, and finally went out of the room and came to Zhengqi Mountain, looking at a stone wall on the mountain in a trance.

After a long time, he wielded his sword and wrote on the stone wall: "Liu Wuyan, a direct disciple of the Haoran Clan, is cold-natured, sincere, and accomplished in sword-drawing. He accidentally died in Jingzhou because he mistook the news of the death of the suzerain and took revenge for the Demon Sect. , The later suzerain, Yu Haoran Zong Li Zong, killed his enemy Wang Conglong in April. This wall is specially written to remember his sincerity, and this wall is specially written to remember his person. In the seventh month of Haoran Zong, Lin Dao Confucianism. "

Returning the Tibetan Monarch Sword to his orifice, Lin Daoru's eyes showed traces of reminiscence, where he stood in a daze, turned around and left after a long time, leaving only a faint breath of nostalgia in place.

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