The thatched cottages by the lake were demolished and rebuilt.
The disciples of Tianmu Ridge left in despair.
In fact, many people don't quite understand why Xiang Que drives away the disciples of Tianmu Ridge so forcefully. Because by doing this, he has obviously offended the entire sect, and Tianmu Ridge will probably not treat him well in the future.
Wink.
But he didn't care, he wanted to use this way to tell some people in Qingshan that I was back, or coming back strong.
In Qingshan, I had to have a card, and it was obvious that his goal was achieved.
Many days later, the thatched cottage was rebuilt, and it was still in the architectural style that Xiang Que wanted. If someone familiar with it saw this place, it would look a bit similar to the original Chen family mansion.
In the past few days after returning to Qingshan, Xiang Que has returned to his previous life rhythm. Most of the time, he lies on the deck chairs by the lake to bask in the sun, and then watches a few disciples practicing sword fighting there.
In the afternoon, prepare a hot pot or barbecue meal.
Zhao Ping is here, he came by smell.
Zhang Hengheng and other disciples hurriedly saluted, and then stood aside respectfully. Zhao Ping waved his hands calmly and said: "Go further away..."
Only Xiang Que, Zhao Ping, and Qingshan Guard were left at the table.
"You have driven away all my disciples. What do you want to talk to me about?" Xiang Que asked.
"Why does the meat here taste better than the meat I grill? I have been trying to catch up with your taste for decades, but I find it difficult." Zhao Ping picked up a piece of beef and dipped it in the bowl.
After taking it off, he stuffed it into his mouth and said, "It doesn't make sense."
Xiang Que said: "You have eaten here for the first time, and you have already become accustomed to the taste here. Just like no leaf in the world is the same, of course the taste of everyone's food will be different."
Zhao Ping asked in surprise: "Is it true that there are no identical leaves, even on the same tree?"
Xiang Que spread his hands and said, "No one's fingertips or palm prints will be the same."
"What a strange theory, but it seems to make sense?"
Xiang Que said helplessly: "It's really interesting. Are you here just to discuss these boring issues?"
"Do you want to be the leader of Qingshan?" Zhao Ping asked with a big head.
Xiang Que blinked and seemed to be thinking very carefully. After a long time, he said: "I don't think so. The green mountains are so big, it's too tiring to do it."
Zhao Ping said: "Look at how lazy I am. I don't look like I'm tired. There are three peaks in Qingshan Sect. Each peak master takes care of his own affairs. You don't need to worry about it at all. Chen Tingjun is the one who manages the discipline.
The disciples are assigned to Pei Qianren, and the Foreign Affairs Hall is responsible for the mundane affairs. The leader really doesn’t need to do anything."
Xiang Que blinked again and said, "The more you say that, the less I want to do it."
Zhao Ping sighed, sandwiched the meat slowly, and then said: 'I had the same attitude as you at the beginning. The leader asked me if I wanted to be the leader of Qingshan. I was absolutely unwilling, but... then I
I slowly changed my attitude. Do you know what I think?'
"Um"
Zhao Ping said: "I want Qingshan to undergo some changes in my hands. I want Qingshan to be stronger. I want to do something, so I became the leader of Qingshan. I will tell you about this proposal first. You
I am a little prepared in my heart, whether I want to be the leader of Qingshan or not, I still have some time."
Xiang Que asked very puzzledly: "Why do you have to choose me as the leader? I heard that Qingshan also has a senior brother who is also a good person."
Zhao Ping looked at the Qingshan Sword placed aside.
Xiang Que said "Oh".
Zhao Ping asked: "You don't think it's such a coincidence, do you?"
Xiang Que said almost the same thing when he first came to the Qingshan Sect. He looked at the Qingshan Sword and then at the three peaks of the Qingshan Sect. He also said that it couldn't be such a coincidence.
"This sword..."
Zhao Ping reached out to take the Qingshan Sword and touched the lines on the sword, just like a father touching a child or a husband touching his wife. The feeling was so abnormal that Xiang Que had goosebumps all over his body.
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"Don't you think this Qingshan Sword is a bit outrageous for its small size?" Zhao Ping suddenly asked.
The Green Mountain Sword is very small, and it is ridiculously small. It is at least more than half smaller than the normal sword. When Xiang Que was choosing a sword at the Douluo Mountain Sword Tomb, he couldn't even think of pulling out multiple broad-backed swords.
Although he could succeed, he was very embarrassed. Finally, when he was approaching the top of the sword tomb, he saw the Qingshan Sword.
Nodding to the point, Zhao Ping suddenly threw the sword into the air, and instantly performed a sword technique with his hand. The Qingshan Sword instantly grew in size, looking particularly like a broad-backed sword.
Zhao Ping said: "This is what it should be like."
Xiang Que was extremely shocked and didn't know what to say.
The Qingshan Sword stopped quietly in mid-air, and its broad back looked very familiar.
Zhao Ping waved again, and the Qingshan Sword returned to his hand, and then he put it on the table and said softly: "I have used this sword for many years, but after I became the head of Qingshan, I never used it again.
, among the three peaks of Qingshan, each peak has its own peak-suppressing sword. This one is Qingshan’s mountain-suppressing sword. Many people think that the sword has always been in my hand, but no one knows. In fact, the Qingshan Sword has been in my hand for a long time.
It’s not with me anymore.”
"Why doesn't anyone know that the sword is no longer with you?" Xiang Que asked.
Zhao Ping said matter-of-factly: "Because, I haven't made a move for many years. If I don't make a move, how will they know that the sword is not with me?"
Xiang Que thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case.
Zhao Ping stood up, walked back along the way with his hands behind his back, and said: "Don't worry, I still have some years left, you can think about it slowly."
Xiang Que opened his mouth, and an answer was ready to come out, but he didn't say it in the end.
At almost the same time, Qingyun Zong Fang Ke also came to Nanhui Peak and had almost the same conversation with Nan Sijin.
"Do you want to be Qingyun's sect leader?"
Nan Sijin's answer was much more crisp and clear than Xiang Que's. She only said one word: "I want to"
Fang Ke smiled, nodded happily and said: "Since you want to, just work hard. I let you be the peak leader of Nanhui just to let you take over the position of the leader. You have good qualifications and a good mind.
, I think there should be no one more suitable than you."
Nan Sijin looked at Fang Ke and suddenly asked: "In Qingshan, would Zhao Ping also ask the sword guard of Qingshan like this?"
Fang Ke didn't answer her. When he left, he said: "Don't worry, I still have some years, you can prepare slowly..."