"Senior Brother Shen, I don't know which senior uncle you are training under." Jiang Fugui looked at Shen Luo and said.
The two started together, but the other one was obviously related in the sect.
So Jiang Fugui deliberately called him senior brother to make him a little lower in seniority.
"I'm ashamed to say that I am a disciple of Mr. Zhao who has never returned to the valley." Shen Luo said honestly.
He knew that Jiang Fugui called him senior brother to gain some favor for him.
"What?"
"This man actually worshiped Mr. Zhao!"
"This kid is a bit miserable!"
The people around him murmured softly after hearing Shen Luo's words.
The look he looked at Shen Luo was filled with pity.
Not only them, but also Jiang Fugui.
"Is there something wrong with Junior Brother Jiang?" Shen Luo asked Jiang Fugui with doubts in his mind.
"There's nothing wrong with him, it's just that Mr. Zhao doesn't have a good reputation among us disciples and has a weird temper."
"There were some disciples who stayed there before you, but they disappeared inexplicably later."
"Some people said that they sneaked away because they couldn't stand the old man's temper."
"Really or not?" Shen Luo frowned after listening to Jiang Fugui's words and asked again.
Recalling the words of the strong man before, coupled with what Jiang Fugui said just now, could there be something wrong with the old man?
"I don't know much about the specifics. I guess the hall masters or elders should know something." Jiang Fugui scratched his head and said.
"Do you know where the Hall Master Wang who brought us here that day is?"
Just as Jiang Fugui was about to answer, he saw a man walking over with a long knife on his back.
The man held a piece of grass in his mouth and shouted loudly to Jiang Fugui: "Boy, do you dare to hit my brother? Do you dare to make gestures with me?"
Jiang Fugui turned his head when he heard the sound, looked at the man with a disdainful smile and said, "Haha, why don't you dare!"
"Senior Brother Shen, wait for me to kill him first, and I will take you there later." Jiang Fugui turned around and said to Shen Luo, and then walked into the field.
"Which senior brother can lend me a sword?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a disciple threw the long sword in his hand.
"Thank you!" Jiang Fugui picked up the long sword thrown on the ground and looked at the person in front of him.
Without saying a word, the two of them picked up the weapons in their hands and started fighting.
I saw constant flashes of swords and shadows between the two people, and the weapons in their hands collided with each other from time to time, making it difficult to tell who was superior.
Shen Luo looked at it for a while, but couldn't see any results.
The two men were evenly matched and evenly matched.
I just felt that the fight between the two people was very fierce, and the fireworks of the clash of swords appeared from time to time.
He didn't expect that Jiang Fugui had already become so skilled after just three months of experience.
Then look at the fact that I don’t know any martial arts except knowing some herbal medicine and Zha Ma Bu.
"What a powerful swordsmanship!"
"This person has only been in the industry for more than three months, and a newcomer has achieved such an achievement."
"If you can become a disciple of a hall master or elder, you will definitely have a bright future!"
The disciples who were watching looked at the two men and exclaimed as they were fighting hard to separate each other.
Jiang Fugui suddenly shouted loudly, swinging the sword in his hand quickly, and sword lights flashed across it.
In an instant, he struck out with a sword and knocked the weapon out of the opponent's hand, and the sword was placed on the opponent's neck.
The man saw that the weapon in his hand was knocked away in an instant, before he had time to react.
A long sword was already placed on his neck. There was no doubt that he was defeated.
"What a powerful sword move. I wonder who the senior brother is?" The man looked at him in horror and asked in a trembling voice.
He is so skilled at the other party, so he must be a senior who has been practicing for longer than him.
"Jiang Fugui!"
After Jiang Fugui finished speaking, he left without looking back.
Holding the sword behind his back in one hand, he returned the sword with a wave of his hand without looking.
Afterwards, Jiang Fugui took Shen Luo away, leaving everyone standing there stupidly.
There was no way Jiang Fugui's sword draw was too fast, and they couldn't figure it out.
The two people who were indifferent before suddenly became victorious.
And Shen Luo learned from Jiang Fugui that Mr. Zhao was not a disciple of the Black Qiong Sect.
Before joining the sect, Mr. Zhao had been traveling around the world practicing medicine.
Later, by chance, I met the former sect leader because of Mr. Zhao's superb medical skills.
The previous head of the sect became interested in talents and introduced him to the sect.
He carefully selected a small valley in the mountains and built this residence specifically for him.
Let Mr. Zhao settle down in Black Qiongmen peacefully and become an elder of Black Qiongmen.
After staying there for more than ten years, Mr. Zhao saved the lives of many disciples with his superb medical skills.
Although his personality is quite eccentric, he is still very respected by all the disciples in the sect.
Soon, Jiang Fugui took Shen Luo outside a relatively luxurious courtyard.
"Senior Brother Shen, this is the residence of Hall Master Wang." Jiang Fugui said while looking at the courtyard in front of him.
"Thank you so much, Junior Brother Jiang. If you are sick or injured in the future, come to me and I will help you treat him." Shen Luo patted his shoulder and walked towards the yard.
As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by a disciple.
Shen Luo looked at the person in front of him, took out a token from his arms and said, "I am Old Disciple Zhao. I came to Hall Master Wang to report something important."
After the man took the token from Shen Luo's hand, he looked at it carefully and made sure it was correct before letting him in.
As Shen Luo walked on the marble path, he saw strange flowers blooming and rockeries in this courtyard.
"As expected of the hall master! The place we live in is just different." Shen Luo sighed as he looked at the scenery in front of him.
He was walking in the courtyard, and not long after walking he met a big man who had just walked out of the door.
"Eh? Why are you here!" The big man said a little surprised when he saw Shen Luo here as soon as he closed the door and walked out.
"Disciple has met Hall Master Wang!" Shen Luo said after seeing this, he cupped his fists and bowed.
Seeing Shen Luo's behavior, the big man was a little stunned and immediately said, "Oh, your second uncle and I are close friends. No need to be polite. Just call me Uncle Wang."
"Yes, Uncle Wang!" So Shen Luo changed his voice and shouted again.
The big man was very satisfied after hearing this. He called Shen Luo's second uncle Master Shen.
Then Shen Luo now calls him uncle, feeling like he is taking advantage.
"By the way, if you don't stay in the valley with Mr. Zhao, why would you come here?" The big man asked, returning to the previous topic.
"Uncle, Mr. Zhao is not in the valley and left this morning. He said he would not be back for a while."
"Oh, so that's it!" The big man nodded and said.
"Uncle, I want to ask what happened to the disciples who used to follow Mr. Zhao?" Shen Luo asked directly to the topic.
"You're talking about this, I remember..." The big man touched his chin and thought about it, and then said: "I remember telling you before that several disciples came to him to fight, and after a while After many years of this, they all disappeared.”
"The external publicity was that we couldn't stand Mr. Zhao's temper and sneaked away. In fact, we secretly investigated this matter, and the result was that we found no trace of those disciples coming down the mountain."
