The Qingshan Sword Sect was founded forty years ago. In today's world, it can be said to be a new sect.
However, for such a new sect, under the leadership of Master Qingshan, it only took ten years for the Qingshan Sword Sect to become one of the best sects in this alien world, surpassing the other twelve sects.
Today is the eightieth birthday of Master Qingshan. However, since Master Qingshan began to retreat three years ago to break through the bottleneck of the eighth level of Daoxuan Zhenqi, all the disciples of Qingshan Sword Sect, except for some, have not yet gone out to do business. The returning disciples and the rest were all in the ceremonial hall of the Qingshan Sword Sect, congratulating the golden statue of the Qingshan Patriarch.
The golden figure of Patriarch Qingshan is several feet high, with shining golden light, majestic and lifelike appearance. Even though it is not the real body, it still arouses high respect and love in the hearts of Qingshan disciples.
A pair of couplets are written on the red pillars on the left and right sides of the golden body. The first couplet reads: The eight ranks are happy to meet, and the Nanshan Mountains of the East China Sea increase happiness and longevity. The second couplet reads: A hundred years of laughter, and the words of cranes in the pines are sent to the Spring and Autumn Period. It is used to express the Qingshan disciples' love for each other. I would like to express my sincere congratulations to Master Qingshan.
Nan Huaigu stood under the golden statue and looked around at the Qingshan disciples, with a look of great relief on his face.
After a disciple finished his congratulatory speech, Nanhuaigu's deep voice echoed through the ceremonial hall in Qingshan.
"Next."
Ye Fei walked under the towering statue under the attention of everyone, bowed to the golden statue three times, and his eyes flashed with deep piety and respect.
"Disciple Ye Fei congratulates the master on his 80th birthday. I wish him blessings like the East Sea and a prosperous sun and moon."
Nan Huaigu glanced at Ye Fei, and the light of approval in his eyes could not be concealed. He nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Next!"
Hearing these three words, Ye Xun, who was standing in the corner of the crowd, walked towards the statue with slight steps. Like Ye Fei, there were countless eyes focused on him. However, the difference was that the owner of the eyes was They were talking in low voices one after another, but most of them were mocking Ye Xun.
"This kid has completely disgraced Qingshan."
"It has been seven years since I came to the youth, and the Dao Xuan Qi is still at the first level of Embryo Xuan Realm. What a waste."
"Hmph, if you have stopped cultivating for seven years but still stay in Qingshan, wouldn't it be ridiculed by other sects if word spreads about it?"
"His Ye family was in decline and was sent to Qingshan. The Ye family expected him to shine again, but unfortunately he turned out to be a waste."
Ye Xun has long been used to such discussions.
Now that the martial arts subjugation system has been opened, one day, he will become a being that they admire.
Looking at the statue of the head of Qingshan in front of him, Ye Xun's eyes flashed with golden light. Although he occupied this body after time travel, he also inherited some idle memories of this body.
However, in his memory, Ye Xun not only has high respect for the leader of Qingshan, but also admires him even more, because he is not only a influential figure in the world, but also his careful teaching to him comes from the bottom of his heart.
Seeing that Ye Xun had not been disrespectful to pay homage, Nan Huaigu was a little angry and scolded: "Yexun, why don't you pay homage quickly?"
Hearing the rebuke, Ye Xun quickly retracted his thoughts and bowed to worship: "Disciple Ye Xun respectfully wishes our master the eightieth birthday, and wishes him a long spring and endless blessings in the future."
Nan Huaigu looked at Ye Xun and nodded. There was no expression on his face. His flat eyes neither expressed satisfaction nor contempt for Ye Xun. He said calmly: "Next."
Ye Xun bowed and retreated downwards, but the girl who passed by him smiled sweetly at him and whispered: "Brother Ye Xun."
The girl is about the same age as Ye Xun, and her delicate cheeks are already charming. However, because she is still young, the childish look on her face is still there. If it were another three to five years, she might even be compared to a fairy in the sky.
Ye Xun smiled and said: "Xiaoxiao, didn't you go to the Divine Sword Gate? When did you return to the mountain?"
The girl smiled faintly, stared at Ye Xun with her big clear eyes, and whispered: "I came back with Senior Brother Dewei this morning. After the ceremony is over, can we go and play together?"
Ye Xun looked at the girl in front of him with doting eyes. Although he wanted to practice martial arts with Murong Fu after the ceremony, he really couldn't bear to refuse the girl's invitation, because in this green mountain, the girl was one of the few people who treated her sincerely. Not only that, but the girl's father also sacrificed his life for the revenge of his Ye family.
I learned from Ye Fei a few days ago that three years ago, the head of Qingshan took several disciples to Beicheng to avenge Ye Xun's grandfather. Although I don't know what happened during the process, the disciple who unfortunately died He is the father of the girl in front of Ye Xun, so out of inner guilt, Ye Xun no longer refuses the girl's request, and must love her very much.
With a faint smile, Ye Xun said, "Okay."
Seeing Ye Xun's promise, the girl was extremely happy. She was smiling crazily when she suddenly heard a loud urging from Nanhuai Valley: "Ye Xiaoxiao, why don't you come forward and pay your respects?"
"Brother Ye Xun, we have made an agreement." After saying that, he quickly walked to the statue and leaned down to pay homage: "Disciple Ye Xiaoxiao congratulates the master on his 80th birthday, and wishes the master eternal blessings and endless life!"
"Next."
Accompanied by the deep voice of the middle-aged man, a young man in gray robe passed by Ye Xiaoxiao and walked towards the statue of the head of Qingshan. The man was about thirty years old, tall and muscular, with a strong face and a strong look on his face. Color, with every step he takes, his own aura is released outwards, and the hard and sharp aura frightens the Qingshan disciples present.
"Disciple Zhou Dewei congratulates our master on his 80th birthday. I wish him happiness all over the world and longevity as long as Nanshan Mountain." After saying that, Zhou Dewei leaned towards the statue and saluted.
Nan Huaigu's eyes flashed with approval, and he smiled and said: "Dewei, when did you come back? Have the invitations been sent out?"
Zhou Dewei saluted the middle-aged man and said respectfully: "Back to my second uncle, I just returned this morning and the invitation has been delivered. The master of the Divine Sword Sect, Senior Qin, said that he will attend the meeting on time on August 15th."
Nan Huaigu nodded and said: "This competition between the three sects is to test the strength of the third generation disciples of Qingshan. As the top leader of the third generation disciples, please don't disappoint the masters and uncles."
Zhou Dewei said: "Second Master, don't worry, this disciple will do his best and will never let Qingshan be humiliated." While speaking, the firmness and confidence on Zhou Dewei's face were clearly visible.
"Very good! He is indeed the most proud disciple of Third Junior Brother." Nan Huaigu praised it and continued: "It's been a long journey sending invitations. I will have a day off tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, I will go to the Lanting Villa in the back mountain to meditate and prepare two The competition between the three factions in the month will be next.”
Zhou Dewei saluted again and said: "Yes, disciple, please retire."
After speaking, he turned and walked towards the crowd, and this time he passed by a young man. The young man was dressed in a white robe and looked extremely handsome. His delicate cheeks and slightly raised corners of his mouth revealed an unruly heroic spirit. Occasionally there would be a hint of femininity in her, and after giving Zhou Dewei a sidelong glance, she walked straight towards the statue.
"Disciple Ye Lingyun congratulates the master on his 80th birthday. I wish the master all the blessings in the world and may the sun and the moon shine together!"
"Next one." After Ye Lingyun finished saluting, Nanhuaigu's voice sounded again. Another man in white robe walked towards the statue of the leader of Qingshan. Although this man had a handsome appearance, he was not tall. He was not as heroic as Ye Lingyun, nor was he exuding a frightening aura like Zhou Dewei. , but he is indeed the most outstanding among the third generation disciples of Qingshan, the disciple with the highest cultivation level, Daoxuan Zhenqi has reached the fifth level.
"Disciple Yang Xiaoran congratulates the master on his eightieth birthday and wishes the master to break through the eighth level of Daoxuan Qi as soon as possible." After saying that, Yang Xiaoran leaned over and saluted, with a pious golden light shining in his eyes.
After listening to Yang Xiaoran's congratulations, Nan Huaigu stroked his beard and praised: "Yes, compared to the so-called longevity and endless blessings in the world, your congratulations are the most pleasant. Get ready tomorrow and go to Houshan Orchid Pavilion with Dewei the day after tomorrow. The other courtyard is concentrating on meditation and preparing for the three-sect competition in two months. As the most outstanding third-generation disciple of Qingshan, you have a bright future, so don’t let people down."
Yang Xiaoran said: "Second Master Uncle, don't worry, Xiaoran will definitely win the top spot in this competition between the three factions."
