Song Xuan naturally had no objection.
Since Lian Xing doesn't want it, there's no problem in leaving it to Zhong Ling.
Even if he is not his own daughter, she has been called her father for so long, so it is not impossible to raise her as a daughter.
Zhong Ling was still a little confused.
She ran away from home and came here to join in the fun. Why did she get another chance for no reason?
Ever since she met her biological father in Wuliang Mountain, she felt that her luck was getting better and better. Inexplicably, she was first given the inheritance of the Xiaoyao Sect's skills by her biological father, and now she is about to receive the Xiaoyao Sect's master for seventy years. of skill.
Zhong Ling's mind was buzzing, I haven't done anything yet, am I going to become a master with seventy years of skill?
There are many fathers and many paths, the ancients do not deceive me!
Song Xuan pointed at three strangely constructed wooden houses deep in the valley, and told Zhong Ling: "Wu Yazi is among them, you can just go in!"
"Wait!"
Seeing Zhong Ling walking in without any hesitation, Su Xinghe suddenly became anxious.
"Senior Song, although you are a grand master, you can't snatch the inheritance of other sects, right?"
Su Xinghe pointed to the Zhenlong chess game in front of him and said: "According to the rules, before entering the wooden house, you must first break the Zhenlong chess game. This is a rule set by my master to select suitable inheritance disciples.
The senior has a noble status and is a real master. He won't bully the weak, right? "
"Why not?"
Song Xuan asked back: "Who stipulated that those with high strength cannot bully the weak?"
Su Xinghe was stunned.
What a sissy!
These days, don’t great masters practice martial ethics?
Su Xinghe's expression changed again and again, and finally he found helplessly that if a great master really didn't teach you about martial arts and didn't care about face, he had nothing to do.
At this time, Song Xuan spoke, "Let me ask you, what is your master's purpose in setting up this Zhenlong chess game?"
"It's to select suitable disciples for inheritance."
Su Xinghe didn't dare to be too confident and quickly explained: "This Zhenlong chess game is based on the formation's momentum. The formation is ever-changing, transforming into everything, and has the power to confuse people's minds.
If a chess player is not firm in mind and will, if he is not careful, he will be possessed by inner demons and indulge in illusions, unable to extricate himself.
And if someone can break the chess game, he must be a determined person. Only such people can become the inheritors of the master and have the opportunity to avenge the master's sect. "
As he spoke, he sighed and said: "Senior, you may not know something. The reason why our master was reduced to this state of limbo was because he was plotted by his traitor Ding Chunqiu.
Have you ever heard of Senior Ding Chunqiu? But now the leader of the Xingxiu Sect, who possesses poisonous skills combined with the great method of transforming energy, has few rivals in the world.
If you can't even break the Zhenlong chess game and face old demons like Ding Chunqiu, let alone avenging your master's sect, you may not even have the courage to fight head-on! "
Song Xuan looked a little strange, "Didn't you hear the news that Ding Chunqiu has been killed?"
Su Xinghe said: "I have heard some news, but this junior doesn't believe it.
The big devil Ding Chunqiu was not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also ruthless and scheming. How could such a person be killed so easily?
Maybe this was a conspiracy to fake his death, and he was planning some evil plan! "
"Ding Chunqiu is indeed dead!" Under Su Xinghe's questioning gaze, Song Xuan emphasized his tone, "I killed him with my own hands!"
When he said this, Su Xinghe immediately did not dare to refute.
No matter how powerful Ding Chunqiu is, he is not a grand master after all. If a grand master said in person that he had killed Ding Chunqiu, who would dare to question it?
Every Grand Master is an old monster who has lived for who knows how long. Although Song Xuan looks young, from Su Xinghe's point of view, God knows how old this old guy is.
His Xiaoyao sect's martial arts includes rejuvenation techniques. As a Grand Master who has reached the top of the martial arts road, there are probably many ways to keep his appearance young.
Facing such an old monster, who dares to question the answer given by the other party himself?
Do you suspect that the Grand Master is lying, or are you questioning that the Grand Master is not strong enough to kill Ding Chunqiu?
"Your master set up the Zhenlong chess game to select suitable disciples to deal with Ding Chunqiu, but now that Ding Chunqiu is dead, do you think it is necessary to continue the Zhenlong chess game?"
Su Xinghe said with a smile: "Senior, it's not just the junior who wants to stop me, it's actually the junior who also has selfish motives and doesn't want the master to die like this.
My master can still survive now only because of his profound skills. After passing on the skills, he will not be able to survive for long without his cultivation.
Now that the great enemy Ding Chunqiu is dead, the junior hopes that the master can live for a few more years, and also hopes that the senior will be merciful and give the master a way to survive! "
At this moment, an old voice suddenly came from inside the wooden house.
"Xinghe, don't talk nonsense!"
Wu Yazi's voice came out from the wooden house again, "Senior, don't be surprised. I just lost my mind for a moment. I didn't mean to tease senior. I hope senior doesn't have the same experience as him."
"Master!"
Su Xinghe turned around, and before he could speak again, he heard a hint of anger in Wu Yazi's voice, "Shut up, when will you be able to change my decision as a teacher?"
Su Xinghe couldn't see through it, but how could Wu Yazi not understand it.
What kind of existence is the Grand Master? He has lived for nearly a hundred years, and he only met his master Xiaoyaozi when he was young. Such a high-ranking existence cannot easily be born, but if he is born, he must have something to ask for.
Since the other party has come to Leigu Mountain, it is to bring good luck to his daughter. If you stop him now, do you really think that the Grand Master has a good temper and cannot kill people?
How dare you lose the great master’s face? The other party can kill Ding Chunqiu, but can't he kill you, Su Xinghe?
For Wu Yazi, instead of making the Grand Master angry and causing trouble for his disciples, it would be better to form a good relationship and pass on his skills to Miss Zhong.
With his Wuyazi inheritance, he is a disciple of his Xiaoyao sect. From now on, his Xiaoyao sect can be regarded as having the great master of the world as its backer!
"Xinghe, let that girl come in. From now on, she will be your junior sister and the new leader of my Xiaoyao Sect!"
There was a trace of exhaustion in Xiaoyaozi's voice, "Master, I know you are reluctant to leave, but I have been too tired these years, and life is worse than death. Let me have a good rest.
And you, it’s hard for you to stay here and take care of me all these years. After I die, you can take a good look at this world for me! "
Su Xinghe was silent for a while, knelt down and kowtowed to the wooden house three times. After standing up again, he took a breath and said respectfully to Zhong Ling: "Little junior sister, come over."
Zhong Ling glanced at Song Xuan, and when he saw his biological father nodding, he stepped forward and entered the wooden house without any hesitation.
She knew that once she went there, she would skyrocket to the sky!
