"Old man, I told you not to come, but you insist on coming!"
On the streets of Xuanwu Holy City, a carriage drove by. In the carriage at the back, Wang Teng looked at the old man in front of him and said with a sigh of relief, "You are the leader of a sect after all, you have some backbone, okay?"
"What kind of backbone do you need in front of the saints in the world?"
The leader of the Xuanwu Sect rolled his eyes and educated him, "Only if you are thick-skinned can you get the chance. Confucian leader is so busy. If we don't take the initiative to come forward, he may not notice us. You will give Is it a chance for a passerby? No way! Therefore, the most important thing is to leave a little impression on Mr. Confucian."
"It's you, not us!"
Wang Teng said unceremoniously, "I have already received the opportunity given by the Confucian leader, and there is no shortage of it!"
"Boy, are you stupid? You can never have too many opportunities. Besides, aren't the opportunities you get as a teacher all yours sooner or later?" Xuanwu Sect Master reminded earnestly.
"It seems to make sense."
Wang Teng heard what the old man said and felt that it made sense. No matter what opportunity the old man got, he couldn't bring it to the coffin. Sooner or later it would still be his!
Thinking of this, Wang Teng immediately became energetic and said, "Old man, we have to behave well when we go to Old Man Wenren's place later."
"Of course."
The leader of the Xuanwu Sect responded simply, "After all, this is also the Holy City of Xuanwu, our place. The right time and place, the right people, and all the people are ours. I don't believe it's just a chance."
Just as the master and the disciple were discussing how to get some opportunities from the Confucian leader, three carriages rumbled past on the street, and soon they arrived in front of a remote mansion.
There is no word "Wenren" on the door of Wenren Mansion. Wenren always keeps a low profile and does not cause trouble. She just does not want to make enemies of others and be retaliated by others.
Soon, outside the mansion, three carriages stopped one after another. Li Youwei and others got out of the carriage and walked towards the mansion in front.
Under the morning sun, Wenren Yuexiu, who had recovered his senses, led everyone into the mansion.
In the mansion, a man was sitting in a wheelchair. His face was pale, but not as old as expected. He looked middle-aged, about forty years old at most.
However, the man's true age is close to his seventies.
Everyone had just walked into the mansion. On the wheelchair, Wen Renwu Que looked at the group of people in front of him, with a look of disbelief on his face.
The four eyes faced each other, one was calm, the other was shocked.
"My disciples are well-known and have met the Confucian leader!"
After a brief shock, Wen Renwuque reluctantly got up from the wheelchair and saluted respectfully.
"grandfather."
Wenren Yuexiu quickly stepped forward and helped his grandfather, who had difficulty moving, in front of him.
"After thirty years of separation, we have aged a lot."
Confucius stepped forward and said calmly, "However, seeing that you are fine, I can rest assured."
"I have been away from Confucianism for thirty years, but I have never been able to go back to visit the Confucian leader. It is unfilial for the disciple to have the Confucian leader come to visit the disciple in person." Wen Renwuque said with a look of shame.
"Brother Wenren, it's so hard for you to hide this from me."
At this time, the conspicuous leader Bao Xuanwu quickly stepped forward and said with dissatisfaction, "If you weren't the head of Confucianism, I wouldn't have known that you were once the head of the Confucian sect."
"When I leave the Confucian sect, I don't want to cause any more trouble to the Confucian sect."
Wenren Wuque sighed lightly, "Moreover, the sect leader also knows that the Wenren clan is not suitable to participate in worldly disputes, otherwise, it will easily lead to the annihilation of the clan."
"Understood, understood."
The leader of the Xuanwu Sect immediately got off the donkey along the slope and said with a smile, "My friendship with Brother Wenren is not because of Brother Wenren's identity, but I was just a little shocked when I suddenly learned about this."
"Thank you so much, sect master. The Wenren family has been able to avoid disputes in these years, thanks to the sect master's protection." Wen Renwuque thanked him.
"One family does not speak two languages."
After hearing the words of the old guy in front of him, Master Xuanwu smiled happily from ear to ear, looking at the Confucian leader not far away from the corner of his eye.
Did you hear it? Did you hear it? He has been taking care of Wen Renshi all these years, and he deserves both credit and hard work! !
At this moment, behind everyone, Li Youwei came forward with a mahogany box, bowed politely, and said, "Old senior Wenren, the little girl Li Youwei, you are polite."
After speaking, Li Youwei handed over the mahogany box and said softly, "A small gift is not a sign of respect."
"The Li family's daughter?"
Wen Renwuque looked at the woman in front of him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Sure enough, you are not dead."
"The Li family never said I was dead."
Li Youwei responded calmly, "On the contrary, the Li family has been refuting the rumors, saying that I was only seriously injured and not dead. Unfortunately, the world doesn't believe it."
"The truth, sometimes, is more like a lie than a lie."
Wen Renwuque responded, reached out to take the mahogany box, and said calmly, "Thank you."
"The Li family has gone to the forest to look for night-bliss. Wenren's nocturnal syndrome may be cured in your generation."
Confucius stepped forward and interjected, "Don't be anxious, just wait patiently."
"Did the Li family find the whereabouts of Ye Danhua?" Wen Renwuque asked in surprise.
"There are records in the remaining Taoist scrolls."
Li Youwei responded truthfully, "However, whether you can find it depends on luck."
It was convenient to have Rushou, an old man who knew all over the map, otherwise, she wouldn't have known that Qingzhi and the others had already set off for the Bucha Forest.
Wenren Wuque heard the answers from the Li family's daughter in front of him, and his heart was filled with uncontrollable emotions.
On the side, Wenren Yuexiu remained silent. Wenrenshi had been suffering from nocturnal syndrome for too long, and Night Epiphyllum was their only hope.
Once upon a time, the Wenren family was also a family famous for its martial arts. However, after their enemies discovered the weakness of Wenren's night syndrome, the Wenren family's bloodline was almost completely destroyed in just a few years.
This is also the main reason why Wen Renshi has remained anonymous for nearly a hundred years and does not want to cause trouble.
Compared with becoming famous all over the world, surviving is the most important thing for Wenrenshi.
In the long years of Kyushu, the Wenren clan was not the only one who had achieved glory. There is a saying that goes well, who's ancestors have not been generous? The Wenren clan is not special.
"Sister Hua."
At the same time, after Hua Fengdu killed the overlord of Bu Go Forest with one blow, Li Hongyi looked at Sister Hua in front of him and flattered him, "Sister Hua is so powerful, she deserves to be called the God of Swords."
"Sword God?"
Hua Fengdu waved his hand to shake off the blood on the long sword and said, "I can't bear this title. For hundreds of years, the only one who can be called the God of Swords was the Wenren clan back then. Unfortunately, they were discovered by their enemies. Weaknesses were revealed and almost all were killed or injured."
"Wen Renshi?"
From behind, Li Hongyi asked in confusion, "What is Wenrenshi?"
"The God of Swords, Wen Renshi."
On the other side, Li Qingzhi came over and said calmly, "Before the great catastrophe, geniuses emerged in large numbers. If any of their descendants are still alive, this generation's descendants will definitely not lose to you, Hua Fengdu."
"Of course."
Hua Fengdu responded calmly, "Wen Renshi's pair of knives have not appeared for many years."
Emperor Wu Minghong had short blades called Han Yue, one long and one short, but they gave the Wenren clan the name of the sword god for a whole hundred years.
People who use swords are common, and people who use double swords are not rare. However, the only god of swords is Wen Renshi.
Wen Renshi has been around for hundreds of years, and he has become a swordsman every generation.
I just don’t know what kind of person the descendant of the Wenren family is, and whether he will reappear in the world with the name of the Wenren family.
Of course, that's assuming they're still alive.
