Chapter 5323 The mysterious man in the ancestral hall
Chu Mufeng walked out of his mentor's room. It was dusk at the moment.
The golden sunset illuminates the sky, and the sky in the west looks golden and brilliant.
Just like Guixuanzong at this moment, so vigorous and solemn.
Chu Mufeng was like an old man walking into the sunset, with countless fatigue appearing in every pore.
The war at Niangzi Pass has become increasingly tense. Once Niangzi Pass is broken, these sects in the west, as well as the hundreds of thousands of cultivators stationed in the Tianshan and Kunlun Mountains, will implement plans to retreat to the Qinling Mountains of Tianyu Mountain to build a defense line.
Once I retreat, I don’t know when I will be able to return to my homeland.
There is not much time left for Chu Mufeng. He must sit on that chair before Xuantian Sect evacuates the sacred mountain. Once he is in exile, he will not be able to ascend to the supreme position on the sacred mountain, and he will appear unjust and unjust.
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Chu Mufeng originally planned to take action in the next three or two days, but after a conversation with his mentor, he found that his previous plans were almost in vain.
Li Xuanyin still has Xuanfu and Anjiu Sect in his hands, while Ye Xiaochuan is interfering in Xuantian Sect's internal family affairs.
Under attack from both inside and outside, Chu Mufeng's chance of winning was less than 40%.
This made Chu Mufeng more exhausted than ever before.
He came here for two purposes. One was to ask Ye Xiaochuan about his true intentions.
He got what seemed to be the most reasonable answer.
The second purpose was that he wanted to know if his mentor who raised him would support his rise to power if he took matters into his own hands.
The current situation in the Xuantian Sect is complicated. After most of the elders died in Shilongling, Mu Chenxian could only return to the top of the Xuantian Sect.
With Mu Chenxian's prestige, he has veto power over future changes in leadership.
It is very important to have the support of your mentor.
Even if Li Xuanyin now holds Xuanfu and Dark Nine Sects, as long as Mu Chenxian supports Chu Mufeng, Li Xuanyin will have no chance to make a comeback.
vice versa.
Chu Mufeng originally thought that in the current situation, his mentor would think of the relationship between master and disciple and give him a hand.
However, just now, he asked directly.
Mu Chenxian said: "The Xuantian Sect is neither yours nor mine. It belongs to all the disciples of the Xuantian Sect. If the Xuantian Sect is in trouble, at this time, if anyone wants to split the sect, I, Mu
Shen Xian will not let him go first."
These words have made it very obvious that in this matter, he abandoned his eldest disciple and chose to continue to assist Li Xuanyin.
This made Chu Mufeng very sad.
But at the same time, I felt a little solemn in my heart.
It must be said that he admired his master very much. He was not disturbed by his feelings and resolutely chose to put the overall situation of Xuantian Sect first.
Chu Mufeng did not win the support of his mentor, so he was not discouraged.
Now it is basically certain that the main force of Guixuanzong is just pretending to be on the periphery and has no intention of attacking Kunlun Mountain.
As long as he knows the background of Gui Xuanzong, Chu Mufeng can rest assured and concentrate on dealing with Li Xuanyin.
Although time is tight, fortunately Niangzi Pass cannot be breached for a while.
The top priority now is to find out the distribution of forces and the number of members of the Dark Nine Sect as soon as possible, and to win over the Xuanfu forces.
Chu Mufeng is a thoughtful person, and he will not act rashly until he is absolutely sure.
Because there is only one chance to do it, and if you don't succeed, you will be punished. There will never be a third result, let alone a chance to do it again.
He looked at the setting sun, took a few deep breaths, and then strode away.
At the same time, Huai'an Prefecture, Shanyang County, Hexia Village.
Hexia Village, as you can tell from the name, is a small village downstream of the river.
Although the village is small, with only a hundred or so households, each household seems to be well off.
It is not as dilapidated as other villages. Almost every house has a yard, and the houses are all two- or three-story Hui-style buildings.
There are blue tiles, white walls, and many auspicious animals carved on the eaves.
The sun sets in Kunlun, but here it is already the second watch.
To the east of Hexia Village, there is a large house with a courtyard leading from the front and back.
This is not a landlord's mansion, but an ancestral hall.
The letter was written in four big characters by the Wu clan.
There are also two ancient plaques on it, which are the pillars of the town and Shuxiangmen.
In front of the gate, there is a large stone platform with a huge stone sculpture shaped like a turtle lying on the stone platform.
There is a couplet on the large nanmu pillar that is twice painted.
This branch is not easy to survive.
Steamed and tasted forever.
There are still nine wooden pillars standing on the side of the big turtle. These wooden pillars have decayed after years of wind and rain.
These wooden pillars, which are more than three feet high, are not meant to tie horses.
There is a tradition in aristocratic families that the top scorer in high school can erect a wooden pillar at the door of their home.
There are nine wooden pillars erected outside the Wu family ancestral hall, which shows that the ancestors of the Wu family have produced nine champions.
The ancestral hall has always been the most important place for the family, solemn and sacred.
It's a pity that the catastrophe has wreaked havoc. All the men in Hexia Village have been conscripted, and the young girls have been incorporated into the Women's Army. Only some old and weak people are in the village. The solemn and sacred ancestral hall has also been neglected. The entrance is covered with weeds and has knots on the door.
Got a lot of cobwebs.
A short, fat old man stood in front of the door, his old hands gently stroking the wooden pillars of the door.
Feeling the glory of the ancestors of the Wu family.
Behind the pudgy old man, there was a huge black and white bear squatting.
This strange pairing is naturally the old storyteller and the no. 1 loser.
Tonight, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse. Under the moonlight, there is a hint of sadness on the old storyteller's old cheek.
His surname is Wu, and his ancestral home is Hexia Village in Shanyang County, Huai'an Prefecture.
Although he has been wandering for so many years, he has never forgotten his ancestors.
His brand name Sheyang Shanren is actually based on Shanyang County.
Nowadays, people in the world are heading south, trying to avoid the catastrophe coming from the north.
The old storyteller was an anomaly. He took his rice bucket with him and headed north from Yangzhou, and unknowingly entered Shanyang County, Huai'an Prefecture.
So, he returned to the place where his ancestors' souls returned.
Looking at the already deserted ancestral hall, the old storyteller felt a sense of emotion in his heart.
If the ancestral hall prospers, the family will prosper.
Now that the ancestral hall is in ruins, the Wu family, which once produced nine champions and a general who ruled the country, is destined to decline in the near future.
The old storyteller murmured: "The Wu family has declined, and it seems that my time has come."
Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from inside the ancestral hall, saying: "I have been waiting for you for a long time. Since you are here, why don't you come in and have a few drinks?"
The old storyteller's expression froze, and he had already recognized who the owner of the voice was.
I saw the old storyteller say to the rice pail behind him: "Stay here."
Then, his figure disappeared.
When he appeared again, he was already inside the gate.
The desolate yard was overgrown with weeds. At the entrance of the ancestral hall, there was a table with a wine pot and two wine glasses.
A person who should never be here is sitting at the table at the moment, picking up the wine bottle and slowly pouring wine.
Said: "Long time no see, old gentleman, you are indeed alive."
The old storyteller's eyes flickered, and his expression was slightly astonished.
The mysterious man under the moonlight was wearing a dark green Taoist uniform, with a goatee, a reserved aura, and a majestic demeanor.
If he is not the number one person in the world today, who is the headmaster of Cangyun Sect, Zhenren Jade Jizi?
