Seven years later, Jiange.
Today is the day for the Jiange Sect to leave seclusion. Li Muyu, the great elder of the Jiange Sect, is leading hundreds of the elite disciples of the Jiange Sect, waiting outside the stone chamber of the Jiange Sect.
"Great Elder, why doesn't Sword Sect come out?"
The disciples beside him asked. They had been waiting here for half a day.
The great elder was closing his eyes to rest his mind. After hearing this, he slowly opened his eyes and said confidently.
"Jianzong's seven-year retreat is no small matter. If we succeed and break the shackles of the Grand Master, our Jiange will be the only one in the world. Naturally, it will take some time."
All the disciples looked happy, thinking that in the future Jiange would be able to defeat Jiajiazhuang and Daomen and command the world, so naturally they would be superior as disciples.
While everyone in the Jiang Pavilion was waiting, two days had passed without realizing it. The originally calm Great Elder was already restless and pacing back and forth in front of the stone gate. The disciples around him could no longer bear it and stepped forward to ask.
"Great Elder, how about we go in and take a look."
The great elder said hurriedly
"No!"
He took two more steps back and forth, hesitated for a while, and then said
"Forget it! Let's go in and take a look."
Just as the disciples were about to open the mechanism, the great elder hurriedly said
"Wait a minute! Let me think about it again."
All the disciples were speechless
"Great Elder, what time has it been? Please stop joking."
The great elder looked at the disciples and sighed
"Oh, that's all, let's go."
"Rumble"
The disciples opened the mechanism and the stone door slowly opened.
"Lord Jian Zong! Great Elder, come quickly! Lord Jian Zong, he..."
A disciple exclaimed. After hearing the words, the great elder quickly jumped into the inner room, only to see a figure lying quietly on the stone table. He was wearing the clothes of the Sword Sect. The figure's hands were hanging down and exposed from the cuffs. Yes, but it is a dense mass of bones!
He has been dead for many years.
A moment later, the great elder’s roar echoed throughout the sword pavilion.
"Ah! Who did it! Check, I'll check! Even if I turn the entire martial arts world upside down, I still have to pull him out and cut him into pieces!"
…………
Kunlun, April 20th.
Under the ladder to heaven, young Mo Bei has been sitting cross-legged here for several days.
"Cuckoo!"
A white dove interrupted his meditation. The white dove landed on his shoulder. Mo Bei opened his eyes and saw a mailbox tied to the white dove's foot.
"boom!"
When he saw what was written in the letter, he immediately became filled with murderous intent. A ray of sword light shot out from the long sword in his hand, and actually smashed a small snowdrift in the distance in the air!
His eyes became colder and colder, and the sword in his hand made a bloodthirsty trembling sound. The greater the wind and snow in Kunlun Mountain, the greater the murderous intention in his heart!
He returned to the village, stood outside the village, and saw the old village chief in the distance. The old village chief also saw him, but his eyes were cold.
"Village chief, I want to go down the mountain!"
The old village chief looked at him
"Gou, don't force it."
A few days later, Mo Bei came outside Jiange
"Who dares to break into the sword pavilion!"
When the disciples guarding the pavilion saw strangers trespassing on the mountain, they shouted loudly.
"Where is Sword Sect?"
Mo Bei asked coldly.
The disciples guarding the pavilion were furious. The death of Jian Zong had just spread in the world, and someone came to pick a fight and cause trouble. He was not angry at the moment, so he drew his sword and rushed forward. Mo Bei did not dodge, drew his sword, and came first, in guarding the pavilion. Before the disciple could react, the sword was already placed on his neck.
The disciple guarding the pavilion was horrified. This young man's sword skills had already reached the point where he could not see him. He was quickly calculating this person's martial arts in his mind. I drew the sword before him, but his sword arrived first, not to mention him. When did his sword arrive? Even when his sword was unsheathed, I couldn't tell clearly. Master! This is definitely a top master, one who can make me unable to see clearly even when drawing a sword, at least a master level one!
The disciples guarding the pavilion were frightened for a while. Although this man had high martial arts skills, fortunately he did not have the intention to kill anyone, otherwise he would have been dead by now.
"I ask again, where is Sword Sect?"
The disciple guarding the pavilion said angrily
"Jian Zong is dead. This matter has already spread throughout the world. If you ask this now, are you trying to humiliate me, Jiange?"
Mo Bei's hand trembled slightly and he lowered his sword.
"It's actually true..."
Mo Bei's eyes became misty
"Take me to him."
The disciples guarding the pavilion were puzzled for a while
"who are you?"
………………
Central Plains, Qingzhou City
"Come on, come on, buy it and leave it! Buy it and leave it!"
On the noisy street, the noise in the gambling house can still be heard. A beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes stood at the door of the gambling house, followed by a little maid. The little maid pointed to the plaque of the gambling house and said
"Ma'am, this is it."
The beautiful woman raised her eyebrows and walked quickly into the gambling house. As soon as she entered the gambling house, she heard the noise of the group of gamblers in the gambling house. The woman became more and more angry and cursed at the top of her voice.
"I often lose money! Get out of here!"
The entire casino was silent. Everyone was so frightened by the woman's roar that they almost couldn't hold their Pai Gow steady.
"Hey! Old Chang, your wife is here to catch you again!"
Someone in the crowd suddenly joked.
"Hahahaha, who did I think it was? It turns out it's Lao Chang's family again."
It immediately caused a roar of laughter.
A plump middle-aged man walked out of the crowd. He said nothing. Amidst the laughter of the crowd, he walked up to the woman, looked at her pitifully, and pinched her hand with his fat little hands. Sleeves, said aggrievedly
"Madam, didn't you agree to save some face for me outside?"
The woman shook off his fat hand and looked at his aggrieved look, feeling angry and funny in her heart.
"How much money did you lose?"
The fat man's eyes dodge and he defends
"I originally won twenty taels, but who knew..."
The woman interrupted him
"Then you lose again. Tell me about you. You love to gamble. You lose money every day. It's all because your parents gave you such a good name. Chang Shuqian. You really lose money all the time."
After that, he picked up Chang Shuqian's ears and pulled him out of the door.
"Go back! Tiantian already knows how to gamble!"
The couple left the gambling house amidst the laughter of everyone.
Changfu
"Uncle Fu, when will brother come out?"
The girl stood in the courtyard, looking at the busy housekeeper, and asked anxiously.
Butler Chang Fu said with a smile
"Miss, the young master has only been out of seclusion for a few days, please wait."
The girl fiddled with the hem of her light blue skirt and swayed her body playfully, feeling very disappointed.
"No, I want my brother, I want my brother."
At this moment, there was a sudden noise at the front door, and the voices of the guards in front of the Chang Mansion were heard entering the courtyard.
"Can't come in!"
Chang Fu followed the sound and came to the door. He was watching a group of martial arts people surrounding the Chang Mansion gate. Standing outside the door was a teenage boy who was being blocked by guards.
I saw the young man with disheveled hair, wearing an old tiger skin, with bare arms, but holding a good sword in his hand that was incompatible with his appearance. The young man looked full of strength, but his figure was tall and straight, and his eyebrows showed his heroic appearance. , his eyes were as bright as the sun and like fire, and the sword in his hand was even more chilling.
After just looking at him for a short while, Chang Fu felt fear in his heart. He immediately thought to himself that he had offended someone from somewhere and attracted people to come to collect debts.
After regaining his composure, Chang Fu shouted and dismissed the guards on the left and right.
"stop!"
The guards saw this and backed away.
Chang Fu walked up to the young man, gave a salute, and asked
"Do you know your surname, young hero?"
The young man looked at him coldly and uttered two words:
"Mobei."
Chang Fu was startled, his ears were ringing from hearing this name recently. One of the two most famous figures in the world in recent days is Mobei, the sword sect of the sword pavilion in the west, and the swordsman of the sword gate in the south. Zun, they are the only two great masters in the martial arts world, and they are also the two strongest people in the world.
Three years ago, Shi Mengxiong, the lord of Beiyan City outside the Great Wall, also broke into the realm of Grand Master. There was a third Grand Master in the world. In recent days, the death of Jian Zong has been spread throughout the world, and there are only two Grand Masters left. , but the situation in the world was changing, and within a few days it was reported that a thirteen-year-old grandmaster, Mobei, had passed away from Kunlun Mountain.
The fourth Grand Master in the world and the youngest Grand Master.
And Mo Bei's deeds have long been spread all over the country. He broke into the sword pavilion alone, destroyed the sword formation of the sword pavilion, escaped without a trace, and became famous all over the world in one battle.
Thinking of this, Chang Fu broke into a cold sweat. He could not imagine why the Chang family, a merchant's home, would welcome such a "guest" today.
Chang Fu had an apologetic smile on his face, imitating the way people in the world would behave, and fisted
"It turns out that this is Hero Mobei. The Chang family is a merchant family. Today, we are lucky enough to welcome a great master as our guest. It's really brilliant. I just don't know what the purpose of Hero Mobei is for visiting today?"
Mo Bei stared at Chang Fu. There was no kindness in his sharp eyes. The murderous intention even overflowed from his body and rushed towards Chang Fu. Chang Fu even had the feeling that if it weren't for the young man opposite who was trying his best to restrain himself. With trembling hands, his life and death depended on the next moment.
Chang Fu really couldn't imagine why Mo Bei had such great hostility.
"Uncle Fu? Who is here?"
The lady's voice broke the awkward atmosphere in the room.
Chang Fu was horrified and was about to drive the young lady back to the house, but the young lady had already appeared outside the door.
"Miss!"
Chang Fu yelled anxiously, trying to scare the young lady back, but the young lady ignored him. She stared at Mo Bei with doubts in her eyes.
"Eh? Uncle Fu, who is this? Why do you look so sloppy? Why did you come to our house?"
Chang Fu was about to speak when he saw Mo Bei suddenly let out a loud roar and thrust out the long sword in his hand from far away.
"Snapped!"
The gravel flew, and with one strike of the sword, a stone lion in front of the Chang Mansion was shattered.
The martial arts people watching around were all shocked. They saw that there was still a faint flow of true energy on Mobei's long sword. Mobei's internal strength was so deep that it was shocking, and he could actually break rocks in the air.
I saw Mo Bei let out a long sigh of relief, slowly put down his trembling hands, tried his best to restrain his voice, looked at the young lady and said
"Are you Chang An's sister?"
The young lady saw him smashing her own stone lion, and she felt very angry. She pouted, put her little hands on her hips, and said arrogantly.
"So what, when my brother comes out of prison, I will definitely ask him to beat you to death!"
When Mo Bei saw this, he laughed angrily.
"Hahaha! That's right, today I am here to declare a life and death battle against your brother!"
As he said that, he took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Chang Fu. The envelope had "Challenge" written clearly in two typing words.
Chang Fu was shocked. A great master was going to declare a challenge to the young master. This was a fatal battle no matter what. He kept thinking about how to avoid this life and death duel with no chance of winning.
At the same time, he also had too many questions in his heart. Why did Mo Bei have such a murderous intention towards the eldest young master? Although the young master was half a Jianghu man, how could he be the same as a thirteen-year-old who had been in seclusion for seven years and stayed away from the Jianghu world? Did Mo Bei become a enemy?
What surprised him even more was that Mo Bei actually knew that the young master had a sister.
"I wonder how my young master offended the hero and made him come all the way to the Central Plains."
Mo Bei stared at the young lady, then asked the housekeeper Chang Fu
"Tell me, should I pay back my debt?"
Chang Fu replied
"Should!"
Mo Bei asked again
"Should killing someone be punished with his life?"
Chang Fu hesitated for a moment
"Of course it should."
Mo Bei asked again
"Then Chang An killed Jian Zong. Should I come to him to repay the debt he owed?"
The words stirred up a thousand waves. Whether it was the housekeeper Chang Fu, Miss, or all the martial arts people present today, they were all shocked by Mo Bei's words and were at a loss. The death of the Grand Master of Jiange spread throughout the world. Recently, The most exciting thing in the world is the death of Jian Zong.
At this time, the newly promoted young grandmaster revealed such a shocking secret.
