Taiping Inn

Early the next morning, the group arrived at the Fenglei Sect located in Jiangling City. The four of them suddenly discovered something abnormal, because in front of the Fenglei Sect, which should have been busy, there was no door. Not only did they see anyone coming and going, but the door was closed. It doesn't look like a big sect in the palace at all.

Helplessly, Li Xuan had to come forward and knock on the door. A short time later, a doorman came out. With the lesson of being turned away in Nanshan Garden last time, Li Xuandu simply did not hide his identity and said directly: "I'll just tell me if I'm sorry to report it. 'Northwest One Knife' Hu Daxia, Six Gate's Golden Purple Headmaster' Shen Shuangmei, asks to see the Fenglei Sect leader Song Sect."

He was shocked when he was thinking about how to find an excuse to thank the guests. He had heard of the title of "Northwest One Knife". This person was originally a master from the Northwest and once wiped out the thieves with one knife. The rest of the people, known as "Northwest Owl", were called "Northwest Owl", and later cut off the arm of the Qingluan Guard in the Battle of the Imperial Capital with one knife, which was called "Northwest Owl Owl". As for Shen Shuangmei, although he had never heard of this name, he knew the name of "Golden Purple Head Catcher". He must be an expert in the innate realm, so he could be awarded the "Golden Purple Fish Talisman" by the Six Gates, which would not be provoked. .

Today, these two visitors, the black and white, are all masters of the innate realm, and they are not the ones who can make the decision, but he, a small gatekeeper, can claim the crime and hurried back to the mansion. After a while, an old man went out. He personally welcomed him, his surname was Zheng, not from the Fenglei Sect, but he was a manager who followed the Song family for two generations and was highly respected in the Fenglei Sect.

Hu Liang talked about his friendship with Brother Song back then. When the manager heard from the sect leader about Hu Liang, he knew that this was not false, so he had a lot of sincerity and enthusiasm. Since you are a friend who can enter the eyes of the old sect leader, the more you get, the better at this critical moment, then the position of the few sect leader may be able to sit steadily.

The Fenglei Sect was quiet in the chaos and built a unique world. After entering the mansion, he walked around the screen wall through the corridor and the shadow wall, but he was not seen by Brother Song for a long time. Li Xuandu and Hu Liang looked at each other, and there were a lot of doubts.

With Brother Song’s personality, he shouldn’t have taken such a coincidence. He should have come out to greet him long ago, so why hasn’t he seen anyone yet?

At this moment, I finally arrived at the Fenglei Sect’s main courtyard.

Li Xuandu took the lead in stopping.

Hu Liang, Shen Shuangmei and Zhou Shuning also stopped and fell slightly behind.

The old manager welcomed and saw each other for most of his life, and was most familiar with the worldly affairs. Seeing this scene, he immediately thought about it. Among these four people, this young man was the leader? Hu Liang and the Captain Shen have a good identity. They are even shorter, so where does this person come from?

Is he the nobles of the imperial court? Or is it the direct descendant of a certain corpus?

The old man couldn't tell.

At this moment, Li Xuandu's eyes accidentally swept across the old man's waist, and there was a white filial piety belt. He was shocked and ignored the etiquette and asked directly, "Who are you wearing mourning for?"

The old man's face suddenly froze, and then a painful expression slowly appeared on his face, and he said with a stern voice: "To be honest, my doorman has died more than a month ago."

Li Xuandu and Hu Liang suddenly changed color.

At this time, in the main hall, there were black and white, black coffin, white curtain, and the big "Dian" character with a black background and white character.

Because twenty-seven days have passed, the people in the hall have already removed their clothes and no longer wear thick filial piety clothes, but they are all wearing plain clothes and have white filial piety belts on their waists.

The people in the hall looked different.

Some people have expressionless faces, some have cold expressions, some have sad faces, and some have gloomy faces.

The person in the middle is a young man with a crown of jade. Although he is wearing plain clothes, he still cannot hide his majestic appearance. However, at this time, he has a look of grief and a few sadness hidden between his eyebrows.

There were four people around the young master, namely: a sabre man, a middle-aged man with a haggard expression, a scribe with a squid with a hooked nose, and a middle-aged woman with a milf.

This young master is Song Muzhe, the young leader of the Fenglei Sect. After the old leader died, he should have taken the position of sect leader. The other four people are famous on the entire Jingzhou ground. If there is no such young master of Feng Lei Sect, then the position of Feng Lei Sect's sect leader is to be selected from these four masters.

When the old manager led the four people into the main hall, including Song Muzha, the five people looked at Li Xuandu and his group together, their eyes as lightning as the essence, and the momentum contained therein can be imagined.

However, with Hu Liang and Shen Shuangmei, two innate realm masters, quietly turned into invisible.

The faces of the five people changed suddenly, and the young man slowly asked, "Uncle Zheng, I wonder who these are?"

The old manager said at this time, "These are all old friends of the old sect leader during his lifetime."

"This is the Great Hero of Hu 'Northwest One Dagger'."

"This is Captain Shen from Liusanmen's 'Golden Purple Captain'."

"This one is..."

The old man introduced it one by one, but when he talked about Li Xuandu, he suddenly got stuck and didn't know how to introduce it.

Li Xuandu didn't make the old man embarrassed, so he took the initiative to hold his fists and bow, and said, "Li Xuandu, a scattered man from the world, and his sister Shuning."

The little girl also followed suit and bowed her fists.

Hearing these names, the four hall masters exchanged their eyes and knew that they had met Guojiang Qianglong, but they had to speak. The middle-aged man with a haggard expression stepped forward and clasped his fists and said: In the lower Fenglei School, Gongsun Liang, the master of Fengtang, was polite."

Then the man with a sword said heroically: "Sun Shaozong, the leader of the Fenglei Sect, has met several of them."

Then there is the middle-aged woman, neither humble nor arrogant: "Zhu Yu, the leader of the Fenglei School, is courteous."

Finally, there was the scribe with a squinted eagle-eyed eyes and aloud, saying, "Zuo Qiuyun, the head of the Lightning Hall of the Xiaoke Fenglei Sect, have you seen you."

After the four hall masters each claimed their names, Song Muzhe, who seemed to be a weak scholar, slowly stepped forward, and tears suddenly appeared in his eyes, "Since you are my father's friends during his lifetime, they are seniors, boy Song Muzhe Have met several seniors!”

As he spoke, he would bend down and bow.

Li Xuandu and Hu Liang took a step forward at the same time, supporting the young sect leader, so that he would not really bow down.

Shen Shuangmei gently hugged the little girl and took a step back. After all, she had no close relationship with Sect Master Song, but it was difficult to get involved in this matter.

Li Xuandu said, "Young Master Song, don't want this. You and I are almost the same age. How can you think you are so polite? You and I will be together."

Song Muzhe slowly stood up, wiped the tears in the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and said, "It's hard to control his love, but he laughed."

Li Xuandu said seriously: "It's normal for human nature."

Song Muqiao's eyes were still red, "You are here from afar, so it's better to stay here for the time being. The boy will hold a banquet later to welcome you."

"No hurry." Li Xuandu raised his palm, "I'll burn three incense sticks for Brother Song first."

Seeing this scene, the four lords looked different. After exchanging eyes, the lord of Feng Tang Gongsun Liang said, "Since a guest is here, we will leave for the time being."

Song Muzhe forced a smile, "Please take care of the four hall masters, Fenglei Sect will rely on the support of the four hall masters."

The four hall masters bowed to the young sect master, slowly left the hall, and dispersed.

After leaving the headquarter, Gongsun Liang, the master of Feng Tang, stood on the steps in front of the gate, and waited. After Zuo Qiuyun, the master of Di Tang, came, the two walked side by side.

Gongsun Liang has always been a pity for his words, but at this time he took the initiative to ask, "Look, where do these people come from?"

Zuo Qiuyun smiled and said, "It should be just an old friend of the old sect leader. Hu Liang once participated in the battle of the imperial capital, and Liushemen were also from the cabinet. When the old sect leader went to the imperial capital, it was reasonable to meet them. Among them.”

Gongsun Liang, who had a haggard face, smiled.

Zuo Qiuyun suddenly asked, "Senior Brother Gongsun, what do you think of the Song boy's behavior just now?"

Gongsun Liang said calmly: "Pretending to be miserable and gaining sympathy. After all, it is just a trick to drive a tiger and swallow a wolf. I want to use these old strong dragons who have the old hand of the old sect leader to get rid of us who are not very obedient. The old minister has a good mind, but he is a little immature and too anxious."

Zuo Qiuyun whispered: "Senior Brother Gongsun is inciting into the inner world."

Gongsun Liang looked back at the gate with the three big words "Feng Lei Sect" hanging on it, and narrowed his eyes and said, "You will prosper with this, and you will die with this."