Xiang Que and Zhao Ping chatted for a long time by the lake. They continued chatting until it was dark, and then they left. Xiang Que was left facing the lake, feeling a little overwhelmed.
Zhao Ping told him a lot. He said that Qingshan Sect is one sword in the eyes of ordinary people externally, but internally, there are countless swords. There may be more than 10,000 disciples and there may be more than 10,000 swords, or there may be only two.
One is Zhao Ping's sword.
The other one was pointing at his sword.
When Xiang Que came back, a pot had been heated on the table, mutton, vegetables, and bowls and chopsticks were set out. The three and a half disciples leaned on their chins and looked dryly. There was already a puddle of water under Er Hei's head.
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"Master, are you back?" Ji Chang and the others stood up in a hurry and asked.
Xiang Que glanced at the steaming hot pot, which was almost dry, and said: "You are so big-hearted, you still have the heart to eat? I, the leader of the team, am almost a bare commander, how can you continue to eat? How can I accept it?
You bunch of disciples!"
Zhao Ping told him that the rumors circulating in Qingshan Sect this time would cause some disciples to give up the idea of going to Tianchi Mountain Cave Heaven with him, but some disciples did not go because someone was behind it and did not want to let Xiang Que
The leader's team is too large.
There is no doubt that there are many dangers in going to Tianchi Mountain Cave Heaven, and you may even go there forever, but there are also many opportunities in the danger. There are many treasures, magical weapons, and heavenly materials left by the predecessors in Tianchi Mountain.
Treasures from the earth, cherish elixirs and herbs.
Under such circumstances, some people are willing to give up going to Tianchi Mountain Cave Heaven. You can imagine how much effort some people have to put in.
Xiang Que said angrily and left.
Several disciples looked at each other, and they found that it was difficult to guess the master's thoughts.
Erhei lowered his head in disappointment.
Ji Chang glanced at the hot pot and asked, "Should we stop eating?"
"You can even ask this question, you are really too big-hearted..."
Xiang Que was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, and heard the sound of camel bells in his ears.
Zhao Ping added: "You may have a hard time in Qingshan Sect, but you have no choice..."
Two days later, Qingshan Zong Square.
The bell in the main hall rang three more times.
This time it is not the sword coming out of Qingshan, but Qingshan going out to conquer Tianchi Mountain Cave Heaven.
The square was filled with people standing in darkness. In front of the main hall stood a high-rise member of Qingshan, and Zhao Ping made a rare appearance.
"Once in sixty years, the cave in Tianchi Mountain opens..." Zhao Ping glanced at the disciples in front of him and said: "I would like to say a few words about this expedition to Tianchi Mountain."
Xiang Que stood at the end of the queue in the square, beside him were Ji Chang, Xiang An, Yuan Jue, several disciples from Hetang, and the guard lying on the ground.
Zhao Ping said slowly: "This time we go to Tianchi Mountain, we will be led by Qingshan Jian Shou Xiangque. I think all the peaks have already made preparations. The selected candidates have lined up and lined up. The last thing is to go to Tianchi Mountain. Life and death."
Destiny, wealth and honor are in the sky, Qingshan is waiting for you to come back... I have finished my words."
Zhao Ping still maintains his usual style, he can lie down without sitting down, and he can finish two sentences, but he will never finish the third sentence.
Chi Cheng, Xu Jin and others looked at each other coldly. Although they pretended to be watching a good show, they were not stupid enough to make sarcastic remarks at this time. Anyway, everyone knew in their hearts and it was tacitly understood, so they shouted out "
"I'm very happy" is too mean.
There was silence in the square for a while, and the atmosphere was slightly strange.
In fact, everyone knows that this expedition to Tianchi Mountain is a bit tricky.
On the other side of Xitang Peak, Yu Hanhan led seven disciples towards Xiang Que, with a sweet smile on his face, and then obediently bowed to him and stood beside the disciples behind him.
Xitang Peak is close to Xiang Que, which was already reflected during the Qingyun Ceremony. Zuo Qing even drew his sword against him in order to protect him. Naturally, he would send his disciples with the most exquisite cultivation and experience on the peak. This is
There is no doubt about it.
On the other hand, looking at the two peaks of Qingshan and Dongzhi, many disciples looked at each other in confusion.
Wang Changan turned to a young man next to him and said, "Why are you still standing there waiting for me to come over and invite you?"
This young man is Wang Changan's nephew, named Wang Zhanzhu. At this time, he was obviously hesitant. He lowered his head and said: "Uncle, the situation is not good. Everyone knows that this trip to Tianchi Mountain will be unlucky. You
Doesn’t this mean I’m going to die?”
"I'll give you two choices. One is that you die in the past, or I kill you now. Choose one of the two!"
Wang Zhanzhu said with a sad face: "Three generations of the Wang family have been passed down alone, and I am the only one left."
Wang Changan frowned and said: "You are just a blind seedling, so why don't you do it? Is it possible that you will bring shame to my Wang family by keeping you?"
Wang Zhanzhu had tears in his eyes. Knowing what his uncle had said, he had no choice but to wipe the corners of his eyes and walk over there with his head hanging down.
From somewhere, a voice suddenly came out faintly: "Why does he look like he is going to a funeral?"
Wang Zhanzhu staggered on his feet, his mouth twitched, he wanted to turn around and go back, but he reluctantly walked to Xiang Que and whispered: "I've seen my junior uncle."
Xiang Que nodded towards Wang Changan and said calmly: "One day you will be lucky that you met an uncle who is responsible and not blind. Go and stand behind him."
Han He also said to a member of the Han family: "Go, don't ask me why, I'm afraid you won't go and you will blame me in the future..."
Downward, several more disciples came out from Dongzhi and Qingshan. Among them, there were only three true disciples and sixteen or seventeen disciples in the inner hall. These people walked up to Xiang Que in the strange eyes of everyone, but in their eyes
There is a sense of seemingly blind worship in Zhongdu.
From Xiang Que's introduction to his return to Qingyun, Xiang Que's two outstanding performances, there are still people who are full of almost unreasonable respect for him, which stems from his personal charm.
Quite simply, someone was impressed by him.
Xiang Que quietly looked at the darkness in the square, holding his hands behind his back and keeping silent.
Zhao Ping was on the other side, looking down at Qingshan's disciples.
Neither of the two people seemed to have much fluctuation in this situation, and their emotions remained unchanged.
Suddenly, all the disciples in the crowd at Dongzhi Peak separated, and a figure walked out. Immediately Chi Cheng and Xu Jin saw it, and their expressions changed. There were also many people at the top of Qingshan.
They all frowned.
"Count me in..." After the person finished speaking, he stood behind Xiang Que.
Xiang Que didn't know this person. After all, he came to the Qingshan Sect and hid by the lake for a while. He only went out for a walk occasionally, but he came back when he farted, so the Qingshan Sect was at least 90%
He didn't know about nine or so disciples, although maybe ninety-nine percent of them knew his junior uncle.
"My name is Zhang Hengheng, and I am the third senior brother of Qingshan." Zhang Hengheng said to Xiang Que calmly: "I came here not because I have great confidence in you, uncle, but because I feel that even I can come back from the Tianchi Mountain Cave.
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Xiang Dian nodded and said, "Okay, I hope you won't beg me then."
Zhang Hengheng was speechless.
Xiang Que turned his head, looked at the dark crowd in the square, and asked: "There is no one left? Then let me just say something simple."
"No one will be missing..."
Zhao Ping nodded and said: "No one can be missing."