Yunlang didn't expect that such a big thing would happen in Dongfeng as soon as he left the Yuhu Sect, and his expression was a little uncertain.
After an unknown amount of time, the disciples he threw at the bottom of the mountain finally passed the first test. One after another, they climbed up from the stone steps and fell to the ground to rest.
Although Yun Lang couldn't wait to settle the score with Lu Chun, he couldn't ignore these disciples. He hurriedly swept away the gloom on his face and pretended to be serious: "How long do you want to rest? Get up quickly, there will be more next time." I'll take you to the outer courtyard to arrange your accommodation and daily tasks!" As he said this, he inadvertently glanced at Wu Fan, who was also from Woxi Village...
Seeing the nervous expressions on the faces of these disciples, Yun Lang hurriedly shook his head and smiled, and in a few words he got closer to them. Until he heard the latter's master shouting non-stop, his face became brighter.
But just when he was about to turn around and leave, a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, he secretly pinched the magic formula in his hand, and stabbed the grass in the distance with one finger. Following a muffled hum, a burst of laughter came over: "Senior Brother Yunlang, what makes you so happy? Can you share it with me?"
Yunlang didn't expect that Lu Chun would dare to come to his door, but he couldn't get angry in front of these disciples, so he could only hold back his anger: "Junior brother Lu Chun, why are you so leisurely? You actually have time to hang out at our East Peak?"
Lu Chun was just passing by by chance, but he didn't expect that he would be so unlucky to meet Yun Lang, and he secretly complained.
That day, he wanted to act more realistically, so he didn't even block, but just took Hong Buzhu's blow. But he didn't expect that Hong Buzhu's palm was so powerful that it caused the energy in his body to become disordered, and it took him several days of rest to recover.
Today, he was hit by Yunlang's move again. It can be said that the old wound has not healed but a new one has been added! Although he was indeed in unbearable pain, he was worried that Yun Lang would catch his clues, so he could only calm down and prepare to find any excuse to leave quickly: "Hey, this is a long story..."
"Then let's make a long story short!" Yun Lang was furious. He wished he could cut Lu Chun into pieces to relieve his hatred, but he had no intention of arguing with him.
Although Yun Lang's tone already made Lu Chun unhappy, what made him even more unhappy was that this guy actually interrupted his train of thought!
What Lu Chun originally planned to say was: It's a long story, let's talk about it another time, and then run away... It's a pity that now that things have happened, he can't refuse directly. He can only scratch his head and think about covering up the past with other things...
It is said that when people are at the critical moment of life and death, their brains are particularly bright. Although the current situation is not like this, Lu Chun also found a way to deal with it in a short moment!
Lu Chun took Yunlang aside and said with a grin: "Senior brother! That's it! The main peak asked me to inform you to go there tomorrow, saying that there are some things that you need to do... Anyway, I am idle, so why not How about you entrust these 'outstanding disciples' from Dongfeng to me to take care of them?"
When Yun Lang heard this, he also smiled lightly and said, "Oh? Then you really have Junior Brother Lu Chun!" After saying that, his face suddenly turned gloomy, and he lowered his voice and gritted his teeth: "Lu Chun! Don't think that I don't know that you are fighting. What an idea! Sooner or later I will go to you to settle Dongfeng’s debt!"
Lu Chun's face turned pale when he heard this. When he saw that the disciples were not paying attention, he narrowed his eyes and said softly: "In front of so many disciples, please don't talk nonsense. Pay attention to your identity, my respected senior brother!"
Then he hurriedly took a few steps back, clasped his fists and smiled: "Don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously, since the message has been sent, I will go back first. And tomorrow, you ask them to gather at the mountain gate early, I will take good care of them, hahaha …”
After saying that, Lu Chun turned around and left without further delay, without giving Yun Lang a chance to react.
Yun Lang clenched his fists and finally restrained himself from having an attack. He turned around and pretended to be relaxed, greeted the disciples in the distance and led them away.
As soon as Lu Chung left everyone's sight, he vomited blood and fell to the ground. It was not until he calmed down for a moment that he stood up with difficulty and slowly returned towards the west peak...
Elder Yunlang went out this time not only to recruit these disciples, but also to handle some personal matters. After he had settled these disciples and warned them not to contradict Lu Chun tomorrow, he turned around and left to deal with the remaining matters...
Early the next morning, Yun Lang followed the instructions and went to Zhongfeng, the main peak of the Yuhu Sect.
Although it is the main peak, it is much more desolate than its own East Peak. Compared with the grand occasion of previous years, it can be said to be completely useless. Although it can be seen that the weeds in the middle peak are often taken care of, but apart from the weeds, there is no life at all.
However, Yunlang seemed to have been familiar with this kind of scene for a long time, and he walked towards the mountain without stopping. After a while, he came to a competition stage that was ten feet square.
This competition platform is not short, but it is not high, about one foot or so. Yunlang just touched the ground with his feet and landed lightly on the competition stage. Everything became clear before his eyes.
Appearing in front of the competition stage, facing the mountain road when he came, was a vermilion building, but the five elements luck map on the wall had faded, and the vermilion doors and windows and the blue-green eaves were much darker. But even so, it still cannot conceal its original majesty.
When Yun Lang was looking at this building in a daze, a figure suddenly appeared behind him. The visitor was carrying a biting cold wind, which made the already desolate main peak even more desolate.
"Senior brother." When the visitor saw Yun Lang lost in thought, he didn't come too close and just called softly from a distance.
Hearing this, Yun Lang took a deep breath, broke away from his thoughts, and then turned around with a smile on his face: "I kept you waiting, Junior Sister Xue Wen."
The person named Xue Wen is named Shi Xue Wen, and she is one of the only three elders of the Yuhu Sect. Because Yun Lang often went out and Lu Chun was unable to bear the responsibility, she could only take on most of the affairs of the Jade Pot Sect as she was immersed in cultivation.
Shi Xuewen originally had beautiful eyes, clear eyebrows, and elegant appearance. Coupled with the cold aura on her body, it added majesty to her and made people dare not blaspheme her.
It's just that when this cold and charming fairy heard Yun Lang's words, her face showed a hint of softness inadvertently, as if a bright red bloomed in the ice and snow.
"Senior Brother Yunlang, there is no need to be polite. I have just arrived." Elder Xue Wen took a few steps forward and whispered softly.
Yun Lang just smiled and led Shi Xuewen down the competition stage and towards the vermilion building in front.
"If I'm not wrong, Junior Sister is looking for me this time because of the Gumen election, right?"
Shi Xuewen looked at Yun Lang's face, bit her lip, and said resolutely: "Senior brother! If we don't think of a solution, the Yuhu Sect will just be like this hall, and continue to be covered in dust!"
Hearing this, Yun Lang stopped and was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Junior sister, I know you have a stronger personality... Actually, you should have had a better choice..."
Shi Xuewen's face darkened when she heard this: "Senior brother! Stop talking! If there was no Yuhu Sect, there would be no Xuewen today! If you want me to use ingratitude in exchange for my own interests, then I would rather die!"
Shi Xuewen always had a firm attitude when it came to this point. Yunlang knew that this topic could not go on, so he could only shake his head with a wry smile.
"I'm just complaining, it's not as serious as you said..." At this point, Yun Lang cleared his throat before continuing: "Junior sister, don't worry, what do you think this is?" After that, he said He took out a letter from his arms and handed it over.
Shi Xuewen took the letter and opened it with a suspicious look on her face. She suddenly looked delighted: "Invitation letter to the Gumen election? Senior brother, how could you have such a thing?"
"Otherwise, what do you think I've done since I've been out for so long?" Yun Lang laughed, then pretended not to care, and cleared his throat: "Ahem... Not only that, but also about the sect's martial arts competition. , I have also made arrangements..."
When Shi Xuewen heard this, she immediately knew that she had just been teased, and she also let out a cry, and kept hitting the man in front of her with two pink fists, and the two of them laughed together.
After a while, the laughter gradually stopped, and Shi Xuewen's mood also calmed down, but at this time, her face was like a peach, with only tender affection left, where was the slightest bit of frost?
"Senior brother, although the people you found are very powerful and will not be noticed by the disciples...but by our behavior, doesn't it mean that we have violated the teachings of the Yuhu Sect and become deceivers?" Although Yun Langtong explained to himself Zhouquan, but Shi Xuewen was still a little worried.
"Well... speaking of it, this kind of behavior is indeed no different from that of fraud! But after all, we are doing it out of good intentions, just to let the disciples put aside their worries. How can it be similar to some sects that are in name only, painting cakes to satisfy hunger and defrauding disciples of money? "
Hearing this, Shi Xuewen nodded thoughtfully.
The two were silent for a moment, and Shi Xuewen suddenly remembered something and murmured to herself: "If it weren't for that bastard Lu Chun...our Yuhu Sect would definitely make waves in the Gumen election!" But as soon as she finished speaking, there was an ouch. , looked at Yunlang beside him.
Yunlang naturally knew what Shi Xuewen was talking about, but there was no expression on his face. He said calmly: "It doesn't matter, I already know about Wu Hao."
Shi Xuewen was a little confused when she saw Yun Lang's reaction. She thought, since Yun Lang knew about this, why was he so calm? She was really angry, and she gritted her teeth and felt unfair for Yun Lang: "Senior brother! I heard that it was you who begged and asked the West Peak Master to keep him... If I had known this, then... I shouldn't have let this guy stay. Enter the Yuhu Sect!"
"Who can know in advance what will happen in the future?" Yun Lang recovered and smiled lightly but said no more.
"Hmph! No wonder this guy hid under the pretext of being ill and refused to come to the main peak to discuss matters. In my opinion, he had a guilty conscience! If he had known this, why would he have done it in the first place!" Shi Xuewen was quite upset with Yunlang.
Shi Xuewen rarely spoke, but when she did she would chatter endlessly, listing all of Lu Chun's bad habits...
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