"Zhao Qing! Where is your master!" Sima Bing said without looking back but obviously towards the door.
A fair-skinned young man in white clothes hurriedly rushed in, held hands with each other and said: "Go back to Master, Master is on the north slope."
"Let her come over." Sima Bing said.
"Yes!" The young man named Zhao Qing responded and ran away.
"Du Meijuan and Qian Jiamu, you two come in!" Sima Bing said in a cold voice.
Two girls in white clothes walked in with their heads lowered. They held each other's hands in a salute and murmured in unison: "See you, Master, Master."
The other white-clothed figures gathered at the door saw that someone was already bearing the brunt of the reprimand, so they all dispersed in a hurry, showing no sense of fraternity.
Sima Bing rolled his eyes at them and said: "Four o'clock in the afternoon. Don't you have any homework to do? Why come here to see the excitement?"
The two girls kept their heads down and did not dare to say anything.
Sima Bing said: "You should learn from Zhu Huijie. I don't need to see her to know that she must be working hard at the peak right now!"
The two girls still lowered their heads and remained silent.
Sima Bing said: "This is Young Hero Shen Wang of Emei, the beloved disciple of Rainbow Fairy Zhang Qingqing. We also want to call him uncle, your uncle. Come and salute."
Only then did Wang Shen find out that his aunt's nickname was "Rainbow Fairy". Well, worthy of her.
The two girls came over, held each other's hands and saluted, "I have met the king...Master Wang's uncle."
Wang Shen stood up and said with a playful smile: "The two senior sisters are much older than me, just call me Wang Shen..."
"Uncle Junior!" Qi Jing'an, who had been saying very little, stopped Wang Shen and looked at him with resentful eyes.
Wang Shen had no choice but to sit back and pretend to be mature, clasping his fists and saying to the two girls: "Nice to meet you, nice to meet you."
Sima Bing and Qi Jing'an smiled bitterly and sighed in unison. Du Meijuan blinked her big eyes, looked at Wang Shen and smiled secretly, but Qian Jiamu stood there with his head lowered and did not dare to move.
Friday, July 9, 2004
Aksu Region, Xinjiang
A convoy of seven clean Mercedes G55 jeeps was driving on the Tuhe Expressway. There was a man and a woman sitting in each car. These young people looked arrogant and dressed luxuriously, but they were different from their luxury. What is a bit out of place among luxury cars and watches is that all seven cars, without exception, have two simple swords placed on the back seats.
This convoy departed from Aksu Airport, and its destination was the Wensu Tomur Grand Canyon, where their master's school, the Mogan Sword Sect's main altar, was located. The leader of the team is named Tian Dongyang. His father, Tian Qiang, is a large mine owner in Shanxi. Last year alone, his family's coal mine production made a profit of 1 billion yuan.
When surveying a mine site three years ago, Tian Qiang's feng shui master was accompanied by a handsome young man. Tian Qiang didn't take this person seriously at first, but when the person rescued the exploration engineer who fell into the well, Tian Qiang watched the man jump straight up and down from the bottom of the well, and gently pushed the frightened engineer. It was placed on the ground, and the clothes on his body were not even stained with cinders, but the engineer was already covered in darkness.
Tian Qiang knew that he had met an expert, so he solemnly held a banquet and re-introduced himself and his company. The man hesitated, and finally revealed his identity to Tian Qiang. This man's name was Lu Jianxiang, and he was a real Taoist immortal. His sect was called Mogan Sword Sect in Xinjiang, and its leader was Lu Jianxiang's master Chen Lantian. He is also a reclusive master. It is said that Chen Xianren is over a hundred years old, but he still looks like a strong man. His sword skills are even more superb, and he can trigger the thunder and earth fire to kill the enemy thousands of miles away.
Tian Qiang was fascinated by what he heard. He begged Lu Jianxiang to accept his unsatisfactory son as his disciple. Lu Jianxiang met Tian Dongyang and said that Tian Dongyang's bones were not bad. As long as he studied hard and practiced hard, it should not be a problem to advance to Qi refining and reborn in his lifetime. So Lu Jianxiang made a phone call to the master, and after obtaining the master's permission, he brought Tian Dongyang, who looked incredulous, to the master to perform the ceremony of apprenticeship.
The others have similar status to Tian Dongyang, and they are all children of wealthy families from all over the country. It is precisely because of the tuition fees paid by the families of these modern noble disciples that Mo Ganjian has become the most wealthy family in western China in a few years. A wealthy sect.
The other two sects in the Western Regions, Helanjian and Wangxue Sect, which are as famous as Moganjian, are much bleak in comparison. Especially Wangxue Sect, the sect leaders of all generations have adhered to the ancestral precept left by the founder of the sect: " Those who are not qualified will not be accepted, and those who are gentle, courteous and thrifty will not be accepted." Therefore, Wangxue Sect is very strict in selecting its disciples, and many disciples were born from poor families in nearby villages. However, the disciples of Wangxue Sect are all very talented and can break through the realm much faster than the other two sects. However, because the sect's style is too upright and unyielding, the Wangxue Sect has the smallest group among the three sects, the thinnest number of people, and the most shabby way of dealing with people.
"Dongyang, do you think the Tianshan Sect will help us this time?" The person who spoke was the girl sitting in the passenger seat named Liu Xiaozhen. My mother is an electrical appliance tycoon in Zhejiang Province.
"Tch... who knows? It's hard to even meet a group of mysterious and deceitful immortals," Tian Dongyang said.
Liu Xiaozhen said: "He Lanjian and Wangxue Sect have agreed to help, but I don't know if they will use their full strength. If Wengyi Sanren really comes in person, our master can't defeat him!"
Tian Dongyang said: "You are saying that Qin Yu, a silly girl, knows that Zhai Ning has such a high level of cultivation, but she doesn't know how to give in! It's fine now. I don't dare to tell my dad about this matter. If he knows that this happened You will definitely not let me come back even if you die!"
Liu Xiaozhen said: "Tch... As for others, if you were Qin Yu, how could you bear it when Zhai Ning pressed his claws on your chest? Your temper is probably even more cruel than Qin Yu's, right?"
Tian Dongyang was speechless, pressed down the car window, spat out the window, then took off his sunglasses and threw them on the dashboard.
The Qin Yu they mentioned was currently sitting in the third car of the motorcade. Qin Yu's home is in Xining City, Qinghai Province. He joined the disciples earlier than Tian Dongyang and Liu Xiaozhen, and his cultivation level is slightly higher than the two of them. He has reached the fifth level of the training period and can break rocks with his bare hands. In front of ordinary people, she is almost a young martial arts master, so she is arrogant every time she goes home to visit relatives. Although her neighbors, who are also rich people, do not know where she learned martial arts, they know that this girl has real abilities and do not dare to underestimate her. .
Qin Yu, who was recently on vacation in her hometown of Xining, had a high-profile nightclub with a group of friends. During the period, a young man with oily hair and a pink face came up to chat with her. When Qin Yu saw this man wearing a fake brand name, he didn't even have the patience to take another look. The word "go" out of his mouth caused a huge disaster.
The man went berserk on the spot and knocked down several male friends around her instantly, and then said sullenly: "You shameless little bitch! How many filthy rich people do you have at home?" Then he stretched his dog's paw towards Qin Yu's chest. That half-covered, half-exposed touch of whiteness.
When Qin Yu took action against this man, he felt that the pressure on him was definitely beyond his reach. It was obvious that he had encountered a master with a higher level of cultivation than himself. But how could she allow herself to be humiliated like this? He used the master's special skill "One-sleeve brushing the willow" to get rid of the man's hand reaching for his chest, and then quickly moved his whole body back. But who would have thought that the man's figure was like a ghost, and he came behind her at some point, stretched out his hands to hug her waist, and laughed loudly: "Little bitch, I don't believe you can let others come to you. I, Uncle Zhai, But you can’t get on?”
Qin Yu was so angry that he concentrated all his strength on his right foot, then turned his head and bit him on the shoulder. How could Zhai Ning allow her to bite him? The body rotated from the left side to her right side. This time, Qin Yu's right foot hooked straight into the crotch of the bastard.
Zhai Ning was taken aback and dodged quickly, but it was still a step too late. With a click, the heel of the high-heeled shoe on Qin Yu's right foot broke off, and a bloody wound was scratched on the inside of Zhai Ning's left leg by the sharp heel.
Zhai Ning became angry and slapped Qin Yu hard on the face. Qin Yu screamed and fell to the ground.
At this time, the nightclub owner appeared in front of Qin Yu and said: "The police are already here, don't make trouble here!"
Zhai Ning pointed fiercely at Qin Yu who was kneeling on the ground and said: "You are brushing the willow with one sleeve, right? Mo Ganjian's little bitch, listen up! I am Zhai Ning, the fourth disciple of Wengyi Sanren. I will do whatever you want to do. Your master wants it back!"
Qin Yu glared angrily in front of Zhai Ning, but after Zhai Ning said her harsh words and left, she could no longer hold on and started crying. After being sent home by her friends, she contacted her master and all her brothers and sisters and told her everything.
Master Chen Lantian decided to let them all terminate their vacation and return to the sect to fight against the enemy together.
Chen Lantian is 1.8 meters tall, has an angular face and looks to be in his thirties, with a short beard. In fact, he is already 98 years old and possesses the second level of cultivation in the Foundation Establishment Stage, which is enough for him to maintain his appearance within the age of two hundred years.
Chen Lantian sat under the poplar tree in the huge courtyard. He waved his hand to signal the female disciple who came to give him tea to step back. He stood up and led the disciples towards the entrance of the courtyard.
Tian Dongyang, Liu Xiaozhen, Qin Yu and other disciples who returned home for vacation are more than half of Mogan Sword Sect's financial source, so even Chen Lantian, who prides himself on having an even bowl of water, often favors these dozen or so people openly. .
The dusty motorcade stopped in the parking lot one after another. Tian Dongyang and others got out of the car and saluted their mentor, showing no signs of their usual stubbornness and domineering attitude.
"Master, the people from He Lanjian and Wangxue Sect are not here?" Tian Dongyang asked after saluting.
"Don't expect it! Just come. If they don't come, won't our famous and decent sect be unable to deal with a few casual cultivators?" Chen Lantian said calmly.
However, all the disciples knew that the master was pretending to be calm. Wengyisan broke through the Nascent Soul stage ten years ago, and now it is not known whether there will be another breakthrough, but the master is only in the foundation building stage. Spanning two realms of cultivation is an irreparable gap in strength. Wengyi Sanren alone is enough to kill more than a hundred members of their Mogan Sword Sect.
"Then, have you tried to notify the Tianshan Sect?" Tian Dongyang refused to give up and asked closely beside his master who was walking towards the courtyard.
"We sent two groups of people there, not to mention Patriarch Jiaxuan, we didn't even see Fairy Du or Fairy Qian. Again, I don't expect it!" Chen Lantian walked into the courtyard with his hands behind his back, and his back was indeed revealing. A master's style.
