Jianghu Demolition Team

Chapter 67: Tenkakaibu (Twelve)

“Yeah, what’s the matter?” Xie Qianshou beckoned to Yu’er, and Yu’er passed a few people and stood beside him.

Yu’er asked, “Master, why are you here?”

Xie Qianshou blew his beard and snorted: “The world knows martial arts, if you can come, can you not come?”

Hearing the difference in what he said, Yu’er moved his mind and followed his slanted gaze to look at the sake below the stage.

Hualien leaned down and asked in a low voice in Sake’s ear, “Why did Jie Qianshou come here? It’s such a coincidence, you seem to have expected him to come.”

Sake said: “I called him over.”

Hualien was shocked: “Ah?! He is so difficult to deal with, you have given him all the recipes, and he still listens to you so much, how did you do it?”

Sake supported his chin, and smiled lightly: “It’s just that Liu Xiu usually sent him a letter, telling him that we have come to participate in the World Martial Arts Conference. As for him to come so coincidental… In fact, he is still here late. Yes, Zhuji told me yesterday that Senior Jie had set off a dozen or so days ago. I will calculate the time and according to his schedule, the latest will be today.”

Hualien looked at her with a smile, and they didn’t believe it. They just made it a lot easier to solve their sorrows. At least there was a sorrow, and no one dared to be embarrassed anymore.

When Yan Beili and Junlin learned that Yu’er was a disciple of Jie Qianshou, they were both gratified and entangled, and said with a smile on their faces: “It turned out to be a disciple of the old generation, disrespectful.”

Xie Qianshou hadn’t understood the atmosphere of the event, and said: “It’s just a girl. The two owners can be her fathers according to their age, and there is no need to tell her these pompous gifts. Take care.”

This was a courtesy, but when Junlin and Yan Beili heard what Qianshou said, they swept away the previous ten thousand emotions, and their faces were filled with affection and tenderness: “Senior said yes.”

The frivolous Ren heard Xie Qianshou say that Yu’er was his apprentice early in the morning.

The old man in Wuwei Palace glared at Xie Qian’s sorrow and said, “Your apprentice? Why is she your apprentice?!”

Xie Qianshou looked at him and said with a haha, “Mobei? It’s your kid. I haven’t seen you in the past few years. Why are you faster than me.”

Jian Mobei flushed a face, and yelled: “I want you to take care of it!” Martial arts practiced to the state of transformation, not to mention the appearance of permanent appearance, can also delay aging. Jian Mobei’s ability to solve thousands of sorrows was still short of his.

Xie Qianshou patted Yu’er’s head and introduced him: “This is my apprentice, and I am the same generation as your master. This girl will be your same generation in the future, and it is also your junior sister. You can take more care of her in the future. !”

Jian Mobei said angrily: “She is clearly a disciple of my Wuwei Palace, how did she become your disciple!”

Xie Qianshou said: “When did she become a disciple of your Wuwei Palace?”

The Wanchao, who had competed with Yu’er, had not left yet. He was still on the corner of the stage. He heard them talking, and was angry and said to Yu’er: “You are not a disciple of Wuwei Palace, but under the banner of Wuwei Palace, Are you entertaining me?!”

He attracted attention again on stage and off stage. Although everyone in the audience didn’t like this person, in their hearts they felt that it was inappropriate to lie to the teacher. It was just that no one dared to speak because of the sorrow.

Xie Qianshou glanced at this person and asked, “Who is this kid?”

Jian Mobei was an elder. Although he was annoyed by Wanchao’s bad words before, he didn’t care about it since Yuer helped out his ill-spoken words. He calmly summarized the causes and consequences of Yu’er and Wanchao’s battle.

Xie Qianshou smiled to Wan Chao: “My disciple is indeed a nominal disciple of Wuwei Palace, which is not a lie to you. Boy, you are also crazy. Young people’s frivolousness is not all a bad thing, but you have to learn to constrain, don’t you? “Xie Qianshou did not ask Yu’er why, so he spoke to each other. Everyone didn’t know that Qianshou had said that. Yu’er made Wuweigong swordsmanship again. Biandao Yuer was really a famous disciple of Wuweigong, and he was relieved immediately. Up.

The light and fluttering words of Xie Qianshou seemed to be peaceful, but Wan Chao felt like a huge boulder weighed down in his heart. Now, he has truly understood the power of the four sages, and it is indeed true.

Wan Chao was trembling and trembling. He didn’t dare to look directly at Jie Qian’s eyes and lowered his head: “Late, junior, the junior has offended, senior forgive me…”

Xie Qianshou smiled, not embarrassing him, waved his hand and said, “Go.”

That Wanchao stepped off the competition stage in a panic. Xie Qianshou took the shoulders of Yu’er, stepped off the martial arts stage, and walked towards the place of the sake group: “Go! Go! The girl also went with Master. Long time no see, Master still has a lot to say to you.”

Jian Mobei and Master Kongming hurriedly followed, shouting: “Wait, wait, we have something to say to this girl!”

As soon as Xie Qianshou took the fish, he left with a few people in Hualien. Wuwei Palace and Shaolin Shi also left.

Not long after, even a group of people from Bliss City, Jiuxiao Mountain Villa, and Wuyuejiao also left one after another, and this stage was much deserted.

For a while, no one cared about the next competition. They all looked in the direction where the pedestrian who solved Qianshou was leaving, thinking inwardly: “It turns out that the fairy-like girl is actually one of the four saints who is the disciple of Qianshou. I want to come, such an outstanding daughter’s home, of course! It must have been carefully taught by Jie Qianshou, so she never heard of her reputation in the rivers and lakes! This girl has a noble status and is not only a disciple of the Four Saints, He is still a famous disciple of Wuwei Palace. No wonder Ren frivolous makes a move. The two big mountain villages, Shaolin Temple and Wuwei Palace are very nervous and come forward to protect each other. That frivolous behavior has always been perverse, and no one dared to provoke him. Kicked a hard rock.”

Many people talked enthusiastically that their interest in this girl overwhelmed the world’s martial arts contest for a while.

After Xie Qianshou and his party left, they were almost dragged into the courtyard where the Wuwei Palace lived by Jian Mobeisheng, and Master Kongming followed indistinctly from behind.

A crowd of people crowded into the house, and it suddenly seemed a bit crowded, so a few juniors from Wuwei Palace and Hualien Tang Linzhi were all standing outside.

Xie Qianshou was enshrined in the seat, although he didn’t want to, but the juniors offered tea, he was unlucky and left immediately.

On the left side of Xie Qianshou stood Yu’er, Sake, Mi Li, and Qi Tianzhu, on the right side was Jian Mobei, beside Jian Mobei was Wei Ran in a wheelchair, and on the side was Master Kongming.

Jiang Ying brought tea from outside and poured a cup for several elders.

Xie Qianshou took a sip of strong tea and sighed for a long time. He said: “If you have anything to ask, the old man still has something to discuss with the disciple.” The implication was, “If something happens, retreat if nothing happens.” Don’t waste time and prevent me from talking to my beloved disciple.

Jian Mobei sighed and said to Yu’er: “Girl, can you borrow the sword in your hand for a look.”

Kongming held his right hand, nodded slightly to Yu’er, and asked, “Girl, can I borrow the Buddhist beads in your hand to have a look.”

Yu’er actually had a feeling in her heart for a long time, guessing why Jifenwuweigong and Shaolin Temple suddenly stood up to protect each other. Although these two things are in their hands at this moment, they are not their own things. Hearing the words of Jian Mobei and Kongming, he looked at them. Can’t help but look at sake.

Seeing that Yu’er didn’t answer, the two looked away, feeling strange, they heard Sake say: “Yu’er, show them to the two seniors.”

Yu’er took off the Buddha beads in his hand, handed it to Kongming, and then gave Jian Mobei the sword in his right hand.

Jian Mobei took the sword, took a closer look, and then drew out a half-foot sword body, but seeing the cold light Ling Ling, he said in deep thought, “It is indeed the Liangyi sword.”

Kongming twirled the beads and said, “This is indeed also the hand-held beads of the Venerable Kukai. Where did you get it, girl?”

Yuer said: “This is a gift from others.”

Jian Mo Beiji said: “Could it be…”

Yuer knew what he was going to say, shook his head, and turned to look at the sake.

Jian Mobei and the two immediately understood what she meant, and at the same time they looked at the sake and asked, “Could it be this girl.”

Sake said: “The sword of the two rites was a gift from Taoist Yiye, and the buddha was a gift from the master of suffering. Both of them are doing well, practicing Taoism and enlightenment, and they are happy and comfortable. The two don’t need to care about it.”

Jian Mobei saw that Yu’er had a special relationship with sake, and everything was dominated by her. His heart moved, and excitedly said: “Girl Yu’er’s Taixu swordsmanship was also taught by this girl? So girl, you are the new master’s new collection. Disciple of?!” Although Wuwei Palace knows that Yiye lives in Hidden Dragon Mountain, but the mountain range of Hidden Dragon Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, where Yiye lives in hiding, everyone is not clear, and Yiye specifically instructed that disciples in the door should not find him. The crowd didn’t dare to go into the mountains to look for them, so they didn’t know Yiye’s situation at all. He didn’t even know whether he had newly recruited a disciple, but Jian Mobei saw that Master gave his personal sword to sake, so It is guessed that Jian Mobei received sake as a disciple.

Kongming asked Sake again: “Listening to the girl just now, the Venerable Karma seems to be in the same place with Taoist Yiye. Venerable Kindergarten Buddha beads does not leave her body easily. I see that the girl is extraordinary. I have transformed you and accepted a girl as a lay disciple?” In the eyes of outsiders, the acceptance of female disciples in Shaolin Temple is too absurd, but Buddhism only pays attention to predestined conditions. Female.

Xie Qianshou clapped his palms, suddenly realized, and exclaimed: “I mean you are a little familiar with the technique of this girl. Turns out to be a disciple of Yiye and Kuanyuan, huh! You deserve to be a master and disciple, you are so cunning and so fascinating. The love and hate nature is exactly the same as him!”

Sake took the two swords from Jian Mobei and collected them. After receiving the prayer beads, they handed them to Yu’er: “Yu’er’s Taixu swordsmanship is indeed my teaching, but the juniors are not the two martial arts sages. Disciple.”

Where can Jian Mobei believe: “How could it be possible, if it weren’t for accepting you as a disciple, how could the Master teach you the peerless swordsmanship of Wuweigong!”

Sake faintly smiled and said: “The younger generation did not lie. The two seniors only pointed to the younger generation’s martial arts. If the younger generation is called the disciple of the two nobles, the younger generation can’t afford it. If the two don’t believe it, you can ask about it. She can testify for juniors.”

The three of Wuweigong who were present heard the name, and their bodies were shocked.

Jian Mobei breathed tightly, staring at the sake with his eyes, and asked: “Girl, you mean Li’er…”

A word was not finished, but I had already walked over, knelt down in front of him, bowed his head and called with a trembling voice: “Uncle Master.”

Jian Mobei heard the voice of disgust, and said in surprise: “It’s Li’er.”

Jian Mobei quickly helped her up and saw the strange face. First he was taken aback, and then he realized that he was disgusted and changed his face. He immediately looked up and down and saw white hair on the temples, and his eyes were moist, but he thought that she was okay. Being alive, relieved again, smiled and said, “Okay! Okay! It’s okay to be fine!”

Disgusted, guilty and sorrowful, heart sorrowful, weeping: “The disciple is not filial, but now I came to see the uncle, so that made the uncle miss so, the disciple is not filial…”

As he was talking, Jiang Ying, one of the Four Ruises, couldn’t bear to be happy for a long time, and ignored the presence of many elders. She rushed up to hug her and said, “Senior Sister, you are all right! You are still alive!”

Tired of hearing her sobbing, hugging herself tightly, as if afraid that she was a phantom, thinking of Mo Chenggui’s death, he could not see him for the last time before his death, and felt even more pain in his heart, stroking her back:” Sorry, Sister Sister came back late, I should have come to see you earlier, I’m sorry…”

Wei Ran was sitting on the wheelchair. Compared to the two of them, Wei Ran looked much calmer, with a gentle smile on his face. These are just superficial. Yuer saw him holding his hand on the wheelchair, shaking and holding it a few times, as if he was about to get up, but there was no movement at all. Then he retracted his hand and clasped his hands to restrain it. The trembling in his own hands.

Wei Ran said, “Junior Sister.”

Tidy said: “Big brother.”

Wei Ran smiled soothingly, as before. When she came back from the mountain, he stood at the mountain gate to greet him. Suddenly, he felt that when he was a teenager, when he returned to his senses, he felt that everything was wrong, and he couldn’t help it. Two lines of tears slipped down.

Wei Ranwen said: “Just come back.”