Chapter 274 You want to be the young leader, have you asked him?

Chapter 274 You want to be the young leader, have you asked him?

Chapter 274 You want to be the young leader, have you asked him?
At Taiheng Gate, on the high platform in front of the Yujian Pavilion, there are ten chairs arranged on both sides.

This is prepared for the leaders of the two gangs, three halls, five sects and one village who are attending the meeting.

Lan Shuyi was sitting upright on the chair in Ding'an Hall at this time.

He sat upright, his eyes clear and slightly chilly.

Suddenly, a figure walked past him. He felt a pain in his foot and his stern face shattered in an instant.

I couldn't help but look up at Ye Wanqiu with gritted teeth:
"You deliberately!"

Ye Wanqiu cried out:
"I didn't notice there was someone sitting here. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

There was no hint of apology in his words.

Lan Shuyi had a dark face, angry but not daring to speak.

Ye Wanqiu snorted and sat on another chair next to Lan Shuyi.

He glanced over the eleven chairs and found that several of them were empty.

No one from either gang arrived, and both chairs remained empty.

Of the five sects present, only Shaoyan Sect and his own Yijian Sect were present. Taiheng Sect, as the host, was not counted as a guest, and no one from Tianyi Sect came either.

However, this is understandable. The Tianyi Sect is planning the Nanling Martial Arts Competition in June of next year, so it is understandable that they look down on the excitement of the Taiheng Sect.

As for the Vajra Gate...

Ye Wanqiu thought about it and felt that the Vajra Sect seemed to have offended someone.

First, the head abbot Wudao died inexplicably in his room.

Yesterday she even watched with her own eyes as someone walked around the Yu Jian Pavilion with extremely advanced lightness skills, and no one could see his appearance clearly.

And a human head was left behind.

That head belongs to Xingzhi!

The purpose of this trip was to seek Wudao. As Xingzhi was the most senior person among the visitors, after Wudao's death, all matters of the Vajra Gate would be decided by Xingzhi.

But unexpectedly, when he turned his head, Xingzhi was also dead.

Wudao does have a disciple named Lingjue. It is said that on the first day he came to Taihengmen, he was beaten to a pulp by a female swordsman.

Even Wudao tried to stand up for his disciple by himself, but he was pinned to the ground and beaten by the Third Young Master.

This is also the main source of their conflict.

Now that Xingzhi is dead, even though his spiritual judgment is not high enough, he can still represent the Vajra Gate at this time.

But for some reason, after the head was sent to the Vajra Gate, Lingjue suddenly left the Taiheng Gate in a hurry.

Afterwards, the remaining monks also said goodbye and left.

As the young master of the Yijian Sect, Ye Wanqiu was no ordinary woman. She soon got the news that the reason why Lingjue left the Taiheng Sect in a hurry was because he was being hunted... and the people who were hunting him were disciples of the Vajra Sect.

Ye Wanqiu was amazed by what happened in the Vajra Sect.

Wudao refused to leave despite being embarrassed, and he and Xingzhi died one after another. The remaining disciples did not investigate the cause of death of the sect leader and the elders in the sect, but instead went to hunt down the sect leader's disciple.

Putting all these things together, it sounds like a fairy tale.

Ye Wanqiu could only guess that all the mysteries were in the letter held in the mouth of the walking figure.

However, Chen Zhengnan was there at the time. He was an upright man. The letter stated that it was for everyone from the Vajra Sect to open it personally, so he naturally would not touch other people's letters.

Therefore, Ye Wanqiu didn't know what was written in the letter...

However, as a result, the Vajra Sect, which arrived the earliest, missed the excitement.

But Ye Wanqiu thought that these monks probably didn't care, after all, they were lively in themselves.

Two of the five gates are left, and the other two gangs are left vacant.

Two of the seven chairs were occupied, and the remaining three were prepared for the third hall.

But it was destined that no one would be able to take a seat in the Liehuo Hall... After all, the Third Young Master was driven away by the popularity of the Taiheng Sect.

Now the only ones left are the annoying Lan Shuyi from Ding'an Hall, the silent Cheng Tieshan, and Tie Chuqing who is standing next to them and looking at the crowd.

There are ten chairs in total, and three of them are occupied.

As for the remaining members of Shaoyan Sect, although Ye Wanqiu knew that someone was coming, they had not arrived yet.

But even if he arrived, the six empty chairs made the entire layout of Taiheng Gate look like a joke.

"a shame."

After thinking for a long time, Ye Wanqiu gave a four-word evaluation.

"Who are you talking about?"

Lan Shuyi was almost stressed out.

The Pojun swordsman standing behind him immediately became murderous upon hearing this.

Ye Wanqiu was not afraid at all. The reason she could become the young leader of the Yijian Sect was not only because she was Ye Nantian's daughter, but more importantly, she was invincible among her peers.

His swordsmanship is superb and extraordinary.

Between opening and closing of eyes:
"Don't say I'm not talking about you. Even if I'm talking about you, what would you do?"

Lan Shuyi's face turned even darker, but facing this person, he hesitated for a while and finally snorted:
"I don't know anything about you."

Ye Wanqiu sneered and was about to speak when she heard footsteps.

A group of people walked out from the Yu Jian Pavilion.

The leader had white hair and beard, a youthful face and white hair, and was wearing a light blue robe, which made him look like an immortal.

The two people behind him were holding trays in their hands.

One of them had a sword on the tray, and the other had a set of clothes on it.

Lan Shuyi looked up, a little surprised:

"It's actually him?"

Ye Wanqiu took a look and didn't recognize him, so she couldn't help but ask:
"Who?"

"Humph, Master Ye has a keen eye, how could he not recognize it?"

"My mind is all on the sword, so naturally I am not as knowledgeable as you."

"..."

Lan Shuyi's mouth twitched, and he spoke in a deep voice:
"This person is He Jingming!"

"He Jingming!? The He Jingming from the Thousand Years Meeting at Jinyang Mountain, 'Two sleeves create clouds, one sword cuts the green mountain'?"

When Ye Wanqiu heard this name, her face was full of surprise.

The so-called "once-in-a-millennium gathering" was a pinnacle gathering forty years ago. For some unknown reason, masters from Nanling and Lingbei gathered together. Not only the two gangs, three halls, five schools and one village at that time went to the meeting, but masters from various schools and sects in Lingbei also came.

The two sides made friends through martial arts, and had a good contest to appreciate the martial arts of the north and the south.

Although He Jingming is not the strongest among them, his [Jingyun Cangjian] has received extremely high praise.

Forty years have passed, and the world has changed. Those who once made a big splash at the event have long since disappeared from the world.

Some died, some disappeared, and some people from gangs were beaten to death on the beach by later comers, which made the later comers famous, while the former ones gradually became unknown.

As for He Jingming, there has been no news about him for half a century.

Ye Wanqiu thought he had passed away, but she didn't expect that he was still alive! ?
Then she couldn't help but wonder if Lan Shuyi was deceiving her.

Given his age, how could he possibly know He Jingming?
Lan Shuyi said lightly:

"My Ding'an Hall is not your Yijian Sect."

Ye Wanqiu pondered for a moment, understood what he meant, and sneered. It was universally acknowledged that Ding'an Hall was ambitious.

All the families and factions have intelligence reported to Ding'an Hall. As the right-hand man of Wang Fang, the grand master of Ding'an Hall, it is not surprising that Lan Shuyi knows these things.

However, even He Jingming and others were able to find out, which shows that we still have to look at Ding'an Hall's ambitions with a higher regard.

And He Jingming's appearance today was obviously because of Li Junmo's death.

No one else was qualified to teach the sword, so they invited this oldest and most senior elder in the Tai Heng Sect to come out.

As these people appeared, there was a burst of noise in the venue.

After a moment, more footsteps were heard from behind.

Everyone turned their heads to take a look, and saw a man in his thirties with a wine gourd hanging around his waist and a sword on his shoulder. He staggered towards them with a sleepy look on his face, and it seemed that he had just woken up.

Lan Shuyi and Ye Wanqiu's eyes just glanced at this person.

Shao Yan Sect’s chief disciple, Tang Qianyu!

He arrived late, and just as he sat down, he started to speak in confusion:
"Why are there only a few of you? Where are the others?"

"Some died, some didn't come. The sword-granting ceremony of Tai Heng Sect is obviously not enough for everyone to come."

Ye Wanqiu said casually.

Tang Qianyu's face darkened:
“Who is missing?”

Ye Wanqiu was a little surprised. When did Tang Qianyu become so close to Tai Hengmen?

If he didn't attend the sword-awarding ceremony and the succession ceremony, would that make the chief disciple of Shao Yan Sect unhappy?

As if seeing the confusion on Ye Wanqiu's face, Tang Qianyu said seriously:

"If they don't come, won't it make us look cheap?

“Look, I’m the chief of Shaoyan Sect, and you’re the young master of Yijian Sect.

"The guy over there digging the hole to bury the person is Fatty Wang's right-hand man, to put it nicely.

"Not to mention Uncle Cheng from Tiexuetang...

“But what does this mean to others?
"Do they think they are superior to us? If they can't come themselves, can't they find someone to come? Or do they think that only we are taking this sword-awarding ceremony seriously and that they are too high up to care about this trivial matter?"

Tang Qianyu had a loud voice, and when he opened his mouth, several Tai Heng Sect seniors in front of him couldn't help but look at him with frowns on their faces.

At today's sword-awarding ceremony, only four out of ten chairs were occupied, which was embarrassing enough.

Tang Qianyu's words sounded even more irritating.

But Tang Qianyu was completely unaware of it and kept waving at them.

These people can't be angry, but they can't not be angry either.

Fortunately, at this moment, a voice resounded throughout the venue:
“The auspicious time has arrived!!!
"Young Master, please come in!!"

Since you are entering, you naturally cannot walk out of the Yu Jian Pavilion.

The crowd parted to form a path, and Guan Changying, dressed in white, walked slowly towards the Yu Jian Pavilion surrounded by the crowd.

He walked past the crowd watching the ceremony and the Tai Heng Sect disciples who were lined up on both sides of the aisle, and slowly walked up the stairs under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Came to He Jingming.

"Guan Changying."

He Jingming spoke in a deep voice:
"Let me ask you, why do you hold the sword?"

"For justice and fairness in the martial arts world!!"

Lan Shuyi almost burst out laughing, and although he tried hard to hold it back, Ye Wanqiu next to him still noticed it.

I couldn't help but look at him with a puzzled look on my face. What was so funny about this?

This is one of the procedures of the sword-awarding ceremony, called "Three Questions While Holding the Sword".

There is only one question, which is "Why do you hold a sword?". You need to ask it three times. There is no standard answer. You need to get straight to your heart.

The question is about holding the sword, one's original intention, and the sword heart.

At the same time, it was also to let the many martial arts figures and disciples of Tai Heng Sect present see his attitude as the young leader of Tai Heng Sect.

Ye Wanqiu didn’t know what was so funny about this.
Lan Shuyi waved his hand, indicating that he couldn't say anything...

The main thing was that at that time, when he and Chu Qing agreed to help investigate the cause of Zhao Qipeng's death, he asked Chu Qing why he agreed.

This was Chu Qing's answer at the time.

The Third Young Master's answer at that time was obviously irrelevant to his true feelings, and I'm afraid the same is true for Guan Changying now.

He asked three times while holding the sword.

Guan Changying gave three answers.

The first time he said it was for fairness and justice, and the second time he said it was for the people and all the lives.

The last answer was even more profound... He directly said, "Establish a mind for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the people, carry on the unique knowledge of the ancient sages, and bring peace to the world for all generations."

If someone else said this, it might be okay, but hearing Guan Changying say this, Lan Shuyi almost got goosebumps.

He knew that Guan Changying was most likely the murderer of Li Junmo, and he framed Chu Qing for the crime.

Now, everything he says seems fake and artificial.

Especially when these bold words came from his mouth, I felt like I was being insulted by them.

But others didn't know that the entire square in front of the temple was in an uproar.

At the beginning, only the disciples of Tai Heng Sect cheered, but after a while, others were also infected and the cheers were like a tsunami.

He Jingming was obviously very satisfied with this answer. He immediately gave him clothes and then the sword.

At this point, the sword-awarding ceremony has come to an end.

When Guan Changying took the sword, he turned around, and all the Tai Heng Sect disciples in the square in front of the palace started shouting loudly:
"Young Master!

"Young Master!!!"

The sound roared straight into the sky!

Guan Changying stretched out his hand and pressed it gently. Knowing that he had something to say, everyone immediately shut up.

But just as he was about to speak, a huge whistling sound suddenly sounded.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a dark object whizzing from the edge of the square to the front of the Yu Jian Pavilion.

This thing was so big that everyone recognized it at a glance. It was actually a pitch-black coffin!
At the sword-granting ceremony for the young master of Tai Heng Sect, someone brought a coffin!
Many spectators were immediately excited, but some people flew into the air and shouted angrily:

"presumptuous!"

I want to smash the coffin.

However, he didn't expect that just as he approached the coffin, he was knocked back by a powerful force, and after landing, he vomited blood from his mouth.

Then someone exclaimed:
"There's a man standing on the coffin!"

When everyone heard this, they realized that there was indeed a person standing on the black coffin.

The man was dressed in red, which formed a very sharp contrast with the coffin.

With a knife hanging from his waist and his hair flying in the wind, he stepped on a coffin and arrived in front of the Imperial Sword Pavilion in a flash.

There was a loud clang, and the coffin fell to the ground steadily without any damage.

The man standing on the coffin chuckled:
"You want to be the young leader. Have you asked him?"

(End of this chapter)