After the announcement, more than a hundred strong men cheered and immediately began to dismantle the structure.
Shangguan Xiaowan looked at Silver Xiao Xiaoyao guest Liu Zhengzhao again and ordered: "Senior Liu, please send a few people to carry a good coffin to the back mountain to carry a tomb and erect a monument for him. As the saying goes, death is the most important thing, we
There is no need to worry about his past bloody crimes."
Liu Zhengzhao, the Silver Flute Xiaoyaoke, responded respectfully, turned around and walked towards a middle-aged man in his forties.
Bin Guaizhang looked at Nangong Haotian and said humbly: "There are a few skilled craftsmen who are good at forging knives on the main branch. Master, please give me the knives and order them to ponder them carefully. They will definitely restore the old look and look like new."
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Before he finished speaking, Nangong Haotian held up the knife with both hands and said gratefully: "I'll leave everything to Senior Zhang."
Binguai opened his hands and took the sword, and walked directly towards the dozens of strong men not far away.
Yunli Wuying solemnly said: "Let's go back to the hall to talk!"
So, a group of people left Zhesha Yutan amidst the cheers of more than a hundred strong men who stopped working and cheered to see him off.
When we arrived at the lobby, it was exactly noon.
Nangong Haotian and others cleaned themselves up and set out the banquet.
When Bingguai Zhang and Yinxiao Xiaoyaoke Liu Zhengzhao hurried back, everyone took their seats.
After drinking for three rounds, Yunli Wuying solemnly asked: "I heard that you went to the back mountain last night."
Liu Qianwen took the opportunity to briefly recount her encounter with the Demonic Dragon Slayer King last night.
Binguai Zhang said solemnly: "So, the Demon Dragon Slayer King already knew that the young master was going to fish for the treasured sword today, and hid it in the big tree by the pool to take a peek?"
Yunli Wuying nodded and said: "That is."
Liu Zhengzhao, the silver flute prostitute, sighed and said: "What's the difference between him hiding in the tree and peeping, and hiding on the cliff 70 to 80 feet away and peeping? Maybe he can see it more clearly and realistically from the opposite cliff."
Yunli Wuying said with emotion: "This is called calamity!"
However, Aunt Shan said happily: "Finally the treasured sword was recovered, which also solved a big worry for our young master."
Xue Bing'er said sadly: "But my grandfather hasn't been rescued yet!"
After saying this, Yunli Wuying asked with serious concern: "Oh, by the way, how come I didn't hear you talk about the whereabouts of Master Tianwai Master?"
Liu Qianwen saw that Nangong Haotian's eyebrows were furrowed and he had no intention of speaking, so he hurriedly said: "We have clues, but I'm just not sure yet."
Yunli Wuying and Binguaizhang asked with concern: "What clue is it?"
Liu Qianwen explained: "The definite news we got is that the Master is now trapped in the home of a man named Hu Jingfeng."
Yunli Wuying, Bingguaizhang, and Yinxiao Xiaoyaoke Liu Zhengzhao's eyes lit up when they heard this, and they said in surprise: "Hu Jingfeng?"
The three of them finished speaking and looked at each other in surprise.
When Nangong Haotian saw it, he cheered up and said, "Uncle Liu and the two seniors recognize this person?"
Yunli Wuying first said cautiously: "We once had a relationship, but the friendship was not deep..."
Nangong Haotian perked up after hearing this, and asked more eagerly: "Where is this person now?"
Binguai Zhang replied: "Their ancestral home is Xiaoyang Town in Wuhe County, northern Anhui..."
Xue Bing'er said: "This Hu Jingfeng lives in Chaganhama country."
Yunli Wuying's eyes lit up when he heard this and he said, "Yes, he seems to have moved outside the Great Wall now."
Nangong Haotian and others were refreshed after hearing this, and they all said excitedly: "Then it can't be wrong, it's probably him."
Yunli Wuying and Binguaizhang, Yinxiao Xiaoyaoke Liu Zhengzhao looked at each other in surprise, but asked in confusion: "How could Master Tianwai be trapped in his house?"
Where is it?"
When Nangong Haotian asked, he sighed in annoyance.
Liu Qianwen hurriedly found out that Zhou Yuantong, the god-headed disciple, and Fat Maitreya had colluded together. In order to blackmail Nangong Haotian, they took Master Tianwai hostage and went to Chaganhama Kingdom. Later, the demon Dragon Slaying King caught up with him and killed Zhou Yuantong, the god-headed disciple, and Fat Maitreya.
, the Demon Dragon Slayer King was threatened by Second Wudie and briefly explained the Master's arrangements through Second Wudie.
After hearing this, Yunli Wuying and the other three people said in confusion: "Hu Jingfeng is a great hero of the generation. How could he be involved in kidnapping Master Tianwai and putting him under house arrest?"
Nangong Haotian asked with an evil tone: "Uncle Liu, how is this Hu Jingfeng's conduct?"
Yunli Wuying said seriously: "He is very generous and loyal. He can be called a hero."
Nangong Haotian glanced at Shangguan Xiaowan and Liu Qianwen in confusion, and said hesitantly: "So, this Hu Jingfeng may be someone else..."
Before he finished speaking, Yunli Wuying said resolutely: "No, the Hu Daxia I mentioned did indeed leave his home for some reason.
He moved to Xiaoyang Town in his hometown and moved to the outside of the Great Wall."
Liu Qianwen asked seriously: "So, it's probably him."
Yunli Wuying and Binguai Zhang nodded and said solemnly: "Based on what you said, it's probably him."
Zhao Ling'er suddenly asked in confusion: "Why did he move outside the Great Wall when he was so good?"
When Yunli Wuying asked, he sighed with emotion: "It is said that he left Wuhe County only because he benefited Xianglin, eliminated harm to the people, and received the support and love of the majority of villagers..."
After saying this, Nangong Haotian and others couldn't help but asked in surprise and confusion: "Why is this?"
Yunli Wuying smiled calmly and said: "It's a long story, I'll tell you when I have time later."
Shangguan Xiaowan also felt that there were too many important things to do, and there were many things to discuss. It was really not time to waste time talking about other people's past events. She asked with concern: "Now Liu Shibo and Zhang Liu
Senior, since we all know where the great hero Hu Jingfeng lives outside the Great Wall, why should we go to welcome back our master, Master Tianwai?"
Yunli Wuying said seriously: "The faster, the better."
Binguai Zhang said: "Although it is much closer to the inner plains from this place to the outside of the Great Wall, it will take a month to get there.
For such a long journey, you have to prepare for a few days..."
Nangong Haotian said: "That is."
After finishing his words, he couldn't help but said with a dark look: "In addition to bringing back my master, Master Tianwai, this junior also has two other things on his mind. That is, the whereabouts of my late father's coffin are unknown, and now, the Demon Dragon Slayer King is dead again..."
As soon as the words were spoken, Liu Zhengzhao, the Silver Flute Xiaoyaoke, suddenly said: "Once the Demon Dragon Slayer King dies, the chance of finding the coffin of Hero Nangong increases."
After saying this, everyone looked at Silver Xiao Xiaoyao Ke Liu Zhengzhao in surprise.
Shangguan Xiaowan suddenly realized the truth and said: "Senior Liu is saying that after the death of the Demon Dragon Slayer King, the lives of those who participated in removing the coffin are no longer in danger. If we publicly announce this matter, those people are likely to tell?"
Liu Zhengzhao, the Silver Flute Xiaoyaoke, praised: "Miss Xiaowan is absolutely right. Not only will we not blame them, but we will also reward them for repaying them. Naturally, they said it with confidence."
They all said that it made sense.
Liu Zhengzhao, the Silver Flute Xiaoyaoke, continued to say seriously: "One more thing, we don't say that they participated. We only say that they heard about it or saw it. Once confirmed, they will also be rewarded heavily."
After saying this, there was another round of praise and reasonable voices.
The next day, large red paper reward notices were posted in each altar area. The main idea written on it was exactly the same as what Liu Zhengzhao, the Silver Flute Xiaoyaoke, said, but it was stated that a thousand taels of silver would be rewarded to the first person.
The person who first reported and confirmed it.
As soon as the reward notice was posted, more than a dozen areas of the three halls and nine altars in the entire branch started making noises about this matter.
When Nangong Haotian, Shangguan Liu Sinu, and the ancient aunt Dan Dan saw this situation, they knew that finding the coffins of the hero Nangong Shuangjie, the old housekeeper, and Master Zhang would definitely be fine.
However, despite the commotion, no one came forward to report clues.
Liu Zhengzhao, who originally thought he was very confident, sat in the hall all day long and his eyes would light up every time he saw someone coming in.
At dusk, no one came forward.
Nangong Haotian was extremely anxious as he waited, and became even more eager to find the three coffins of his father.
So, several people gathered in the hall to discuss.
The old man first said: "Based on the treacherousness and cruelty of the Demon Dragon Slayer King and the exquisiteness of his methods, I thought that all the people assigned by the Demon Dragon Slayer King to transport the coffins might have been killed."
After saying this, everyone nodded, and Nangong Haotian was so angry that he said: "The Demon Dragon Slayer King's sins are so serious that he deserves to be cut into pieces. I killed him without knowing the situation yesterday. It's really too much."
It’s easier for him.”
Yunli Wuying said with relief: "According to my judgment, the Demon Dragon Slayer King will take good care of valuable people and things before he is killed. We can start from the place where it first happened."
Nangong Haotian could only say with sadness and anger: "Initially, my father's coffin and Master Zhang's coffin were transported to the Huafeng Temple in Wubaotou City by the old housekeeper of Shexia, but before they arrived at the Huafeng Temple, they were transported to the Huafeng Temple.
He was killed by Shangguan's men."
After saying this, he paused, emphasized his tone, and continued with a hateful voice: "This matter is definitely the murder of the old thief Shangguan Mie, who later sent the three coffins to an ancestral hall that was in disrepair.
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Binguai Zhang said: "Then let's start investigating from that dilapidated ancestral hall."
Nangong Haotian said in annoyance: "This junior has gone to inquire after leaving Fengjundu. Even the young ladies who often gamble and goof off in the ancestral hall don't know where the coffin has been transported."
Yunli Wuying comforted him: "Don't worry, they don't know where they have been transported to. That's because it has nothing to do with them. Three big carts and more than twenty strong men are moving, and there are always people who see it. Could it be that the Demon Killer
The Dragon King killed everyone who peeked?"
After saying this, everyone nodded in agreement.
Yunli Wuying continued: "Now send agents to rush to Wubaotou City overnight. Every restaurant and teahouse will spread the word. Anyone who provides clues and finds it will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver..."
Liu Qianwen suddenly said worriedly: "Dad, if some gangsters take the opportunity to threaten brother Nangong..."
Before he finished speaking, Yunli Wuying said sternly: "Only the Demon Dragon Slayer King can be so despicable and shameless. Today's major sects don't dare to do it for the sake of reputation. Some small and greedy people will even measure their own strength.
, I can pinch but I can’t pinch the master of suffering.”
After saying this, Liu Zhengzhao, the Silver Flute Xiaoyaoke, stood up first and said, "I will send someone to Wubaotou City right now."
On the third day, although the chief officers of the general branch were still discussing the matter, and Liu Zhengzhao, the silver flute Xiaoyaoke, went to various forums to solemnly declare that those involved were not guilty, but until evening, there was still no clue.
Just when everyone was sitting in despair under the lamp, unable to do anything, someone suddenly reported that three large carts had arrived outside the mountain pass, and were supported by twenty or thirty monks. Some people said that the items on the cart looked like coffins.
This sudden surprise news immediately caused a sensation in the entire northwest branch. Everyone was excited and rushed to tell each other. Just as Nangong Haotian and others hurried to the mountain pass to greet them, people carrying lanterns and holding lanterns began to pour in on the mountain road.
Men, women and children with scented paper.
Nangong Haotian led Shangguan Liu Sinu and Gutou Dan's aunt, as well as Yunliwuying, Bingguaizhang, and silver flute Xiaoyao Liu Zhengzhao. Less than a mile away from the main branch, they saw a group of monks coming to the mountain road ahead.
and three large cars.
I saw that group of monks, all wearing gray cassocks. Except for the old monk running at the front who was wearing a woven gold-red cassock, and the other six old monks who were wearing vermilion cassocks, the rest were all wearing apricot yellow cassocks.
The monks, except for the six old monks who ran at the front and guided the cart, were all walking on the left and right sides of the cart, and each monk held an incense bucket in his hand.
The old monk who was running at the front had his law enforcement weapon in his right hand and Ruyi in his left hand. When he saw Nangong Haotian running towards him, shaking his magic weapon, all the monks burst into prayer.
Nangong Haotian turned a blind eye to all this, and like a running idiot, he passed the monks and stared directly at the coffin on the first car.
When he ran to the car, the driver had automatically reined in the horse.
Nangong Haotian rushed to him and saw that it was the coffin he had buried himself in. He suddenly felt sad and cried out loudly, daddy, and hugged the head of the coffin with both hands.
When the fourth daughter of Shangguan Liu saw him, she realized that this was their deceased father-in-law. Although they had not yet married, their identity could be said to have been determined.
At this time, when they saw Tanlang holding the coffin and crying bitterly, they all knelt on the ground.
Although Gutou and Aunt Shan stood beside Nangong Haotian with tears in their eyes, they did not support or dissuade him because they knew that this was Nangong Haotian's saddest moment.
Yunli Wuying saw that no one dared to come forward to comfort him and stop crying for a long time, so he had to walk to Nangong Haotian's side and said secretly: "Haotian, all the men, women, and children on the main branch have set up roads to offer incense along the road. We
We can’t keep them waiting for too long.”
Nangong Haotian felt that the kindness was touching. No matter how sad he was, he could not make so many people wait for a long time. After thinking about it, he stopped crying and took two steps back.
An old monk brought incense holders to attract spirits to Nangong Haotian and others. Each incense holder had a stick of burning incense.
So, Nangong Haotian and Shangguan Liu Sinu were in front, Gutou, Aunt Shan, Yunli Wuying and others were behind, followed by the monks and three hearses.
A pile of incense had already been burned on both sides of the mountain road, and many people were holding lanterns. When the hearse arrived, they knelt on the ground.
Nangong Haotian was very moved when he saw it, because most of these people were desperadoes back then. However, after Shangguan Xiaowan became self-reliant and expanded into the mountains, they all got married, had children, and built their own houses.
house.
He felt that if his father, Nangong Shuangjie, knew what he was doing, those gangsters back then had now become good citizens who abide by their laws and should keep their eyes open.
Liu Zhengzhao, the Yinxiao Xiaoyaoke, had already rushed back to the main branch after being instructed by Yunli Wuying.
After thinking about it, by the time the hearse arrived at the square, the incense table and the bench for the coffin had already been set up at the grave of heroine Li Yunji.
Large gauze lanterns were also hung around the cemetery, which was as bright as day. The maids and maids were helping to spread white felt in front of the table, and the strong men used square tables to build a temporary Buddhist altar for the monks.
Since things come unexpectedly, it is natural to feel busy everywhere. Fortunately, with many people and hands, things can be done quickly.
The coffins were parked in order, and the monks boarded the Buddhist altar one after another. Buddha flags, Buddha statues and some larger ritual objects were also brought along with the car.
After a while, cigarette smoke was lingering, paper ashes were flying, monks were chanting sutras, and magical instruments were shaking, creating a sad and solemn scene.
Nangong Haotian bowed in front of the altar table, and then kowtowed in front of the altar table of Lao Guanfu and Master Zhang. Thinking of the two people who died for their Haotian, Nangong Haotian couldn't help crying several times.
After the first Buddhist service was completed, vegetarian meals were set out for the monks in the hall.
At this time, Yunli Wuying introduced Nangong Haotian, Shangguan Xiaowan and others.
The old monk introduced himself: "I am Master Wuyuan, the abbot of Huafeng Temple. After listening to the rumors on the street, I found out that the coffins of these three donors are the ancestors and righteous servants of Haotian, probably Master Fuhe Zhang."
Nangong Haotian asked with concern: "Can the old mage tell you the whole process?"
Master Wu Yuan said: "Initially, an old housekeeper did bring two carriages to Han Temple to deliver the coffin, but it was moved away immediately..."
Yunli Wuying asked with concern: "So, the coffin has not entered the temple at all?"
Master Wuyuan seemed uncertain and said: "It seems that I have never entered the temple, because three years later, I was in meditation at that time, so I really can't remember it."
Nangong Haotian continued to ask: "I don't know who sent it the second time?"
Master Wuyuan said: "The second time I went, there was an extra coffin, and it was also written with the name of Nangong Fu, the righteous servant. The person who sent it was dozens of strong men, and the person who handed over a hundred taels of silver to the old monk was also a middle-aged man.
"
After hearing this, Nangong Haotian exchanged glances with Liu Qianwen and Shangguan Xiaowan, knowing that the Demon Dragon Slayer King did not show up at that time.
Shangguan Xiaowan asked with concern: "What did that person say at that time?"
Master Wuyuan nodded and said: "Yes, that person said that my young master's family is still in Shandong due to some business, so it is not possible to move the coffin yet. Please make it convenient for your temple. Please send it for some time temporarily, and when the coffin is moved in the future,
Not only will the oil and fragrance be re-infused, but we will also invite all the masters to perform great rituals."
Yunli Wuying hurriedly said: "We are asking all the masters to perform rituals for seven nights and seven days, and move their spirits to protect the Dharma to Yulinhe County."
Master Wuyuan quickly put his hands together and shouted the Buddha's name.
The other monks also put their hands together and shouted Amitabha.
Shangguan Xiaowan said solemnly: "In addition to the travel expenses of all the masters being borne by us and the religious expenses being generous, we will also pay for the reward of one thousand taels of silver."
Master Wuyuan's eyes also lit up, and he clasped his hands together with some excitement and said respectfully: "The female donor is kind, may you be blessed with good fortune and good health."
The other monks also hurriedly clasped their hands and said the same words.
Therefore, the ritual ceremony was held in the open-air cemetery for seven consecutive days and nights. Nangong Haotian and Shangguan Liu Sinu took turns kneeling to offer sacrifices, never stopping for a day.
On the last day of the memorial service, the tomb of Lady Li was specially opened to commemorate her. Men, women, children and brothers from all branches of the Federation came to pay their respects.
After the tomb was broken, the bluestone was used as the coffin. Except for a little moisture on the lacquer coffin, once wiped, the paint was as bright as new. The eight immortals crossing the sea painted on both sides of the coffin were lifelike and impressive.
Nangong Haotian saw that his mother's coffin was huge, with gold on the head, auspicious clouds at the bottom, eight immortals crossing the sea, pictures of pine, crane and deer, and a pure gold longevity inscription embedded on the head.
After looking at his mother's coffin, Nangong Haotian immediately bowed deeply to Shangguan Xiaowan and said excitedly: "Sister Xiaowan has not yet thanked you for burying your mother. Please accept Brother Yu's bow."
After they bowed deeply, they lifted up their shirts and knelt down. Shangguan Xiaowan was so frightened that she cried and called Brother Haotian and hurriedly knelt down.
Liu Qianwen, Zhao Ling'er and Xue Bing'er, in order to express their gratitude, also hurriedly knelt down to Shangguan Xiaowan.
When Shangguan Xiaowan saw Liu Qianwen and Zhao Ling'er, Xue Bing'er also knelt down. She was so frightened that she burst into tears and said hurriedly: "Sister Qianwen and the two virtuous sisters, please get up quickly. Don't try to hurt me again."
While speaking, she hurriedly helped Nangong Haotian and Liu Qianwen up, and then helped Zhao Ling'er and Xue Bing'er.
This scene deeply moved many people who came to participate in the public memorial ceremony, and it also proved how guilty and sad their young master was for not burying his wife in person at that time.
After waking up, they loaded the truck overnight. At dawn, the group had left the northwest mountainous area and headed directly for Nangongzhuang in Yulinhe County.
The red sun has not yet risen, and when the morning glow has just shot over the horizon, Nangong Haotian and Shangguan Liu Sinu have already led Yunli Wuying and the old housekeeper He Zhong, who is supported by others, to kneel down to welcome the spirit, holding incense sticks in their hands.
When they saw the hearse of their master and mistress, they all shed tears.
Especially the male and female servants who escaped from the fire cave three years ago were even more sad and cried bitterly.
After Nangong Haotian saw this situation and recalled the past, he already burst into tears.
Under the command and care of the ancient leader, the male servants parked the spirit, Master Wuyuan and others boarded the Buddhist altar, and Shangguan Liu Sinu also went to the spirit shed behind to change into plain clothes.
The red sun had just climbed onto the treetops, and already people of all ages, including men, women, and children from Nangongzhuang, hearing about the flood, came in an endless stream to burn incense and offer sacrifices, followed by those from neighboring villages.
Nangong Haotian spent the first seven days of his life in this touching scene, filled with glory and sorrow.
He washed his face with tears every day and stayed by his side day and night. Shangguan Liu Sinu even served and cared for him anxiously, never leaving him.
Because, as the days passed, the various sects were also intensively contacting each other on how to settle the feud and hatred between them and Nangong Haotian.
Shangguan Liu Sinu is most worried about Nangong Haotian's health, because he will soon be seriously ill. If he continues not to cherish his body, how will he cope with the upcoming storms and battles?
Especially those sects, gangs and aristocratic families who have been deliberately planning to severely attack Nangong Haotian, but they still don't know what poisonous tricks and insidious schemes they can use.
While thinking about it, Shangguan Liu Si Nu was preparing to be buried at the Buddhist altar during the seven or seven forty-nine days. Not only did she take precautions at all times, but she also took the opportunity to strengthen the martial arts of Zhao Ling'er, Xue Bing'er, Gutou and Aunt Shan.
As for the four maids of Chunlu, they were also given timely tips on some exquisite sword moves, and they were put to use when necessary.
Because the four maids of Chunlu are good in appearance and have strong comprehension skills, especially Dongmei's talent, which is not inferior to Xue Bing'er.
In such anxious and tense days, Shangguan Xiaowan and Liu Qianwen finally spent Qiqi and watched the four coffins being buried safely.
Nangong Haotian did not fall ill, but he was not far away from falling ill. After all, people are made of flesh and blood and not made of iron and bronze.
It just so happened that on the day after the funeral was over and Master Wuyuan and the monks had just been sent away, a fast horse covered in sweat and dust had already galloped in front of Haotian's tall gate.
Immediately there was a smart and capable young man in strong clothes with a sword on his back. As soon as he reached the high level, he jumped off his horse.
The gatekeeper was Nangong Lu, who hurried out to take a look.
The young man in Jinyi took out a large yellow envelope from his arms, raised his hands upward, and said loudly: "This book is delivered to Nangongzhuang Shaoxia Nangong Haotian, and please participate on time in the Dragon Heads and Elite Conference of various sects held at Songshan Shaolin Temple next month."
After speaking loudly, he hurried forward, handed the rhubarb envelope to Nangong Lu with both hands, and without waiting for Nangong Lu to say anything, he jumped on his horse, quickly pulled the reins of the horse, gave a sharp shout, and flew straight towards the south.
galloping.
Nangong Lu, who took the envelope in a daze, looked at it, quickly calmed down, ran down the stairs, waved and shouted: "Hey, hey, friend, wait a minute, friend..."
However, the young man carrying the sword ignored him and the Pegasus crossed the stone bridge and continued to gallop due south.
At this moment, a figure flashed in the gatehouse, and the old head, who was always alert, rushed out of the house.
When Gutou saw Nangong Lu, he was about to chase forward, and said in a deep voice: "Brother, give me that envelope quickly."
Nangong Lu hurriedly stopped and looked back at the ancient head who was running towards him. While handing over the envelope, he said dissatisfiedly: "This man is really weird. He didn't even explain a word..."
Gutou took the envelope, turned around and walked towards the door, seemingly not hearing Nangong Lu's words at all.
How could Nangong Lu know that the unfriendly nature of this visitor's post also reflected the dissatisfaction and unfavorability of various martial arts factions towards Nangong Haotian?
The old man walked around the hall and went straight to the middle courtyard. He saw Shangguan Liu Sinu and Yunli Wuying sitting in the hall, discussing in detail how the various sects would gather and invite them.
While thinking about it, as soon as the old man entered the middle door, Yunli Wuying and Shangguan Liu Sinu saw the rhubarb envelope in the old man's hand, their expressions changed, and they almost stood up from their chairs.
Yunli Wuying first asked nervously: "But the invitation from the Shaolin Temple?"
The old man walked into the hall hurriedly and said solemnly: "The envelope is yellow, maybe it's Shaolin."
Yunli Wuying hurriedly pointed at Shangguan Xiaowan and said: "Quickly present it to Miss Xiaowan!"
Although Shangguan Xiaowan was very anxious and wished she could predict the content of the invitation, she did not dare to waste her courtesy. After thinking about it, she hurriedly raised her hands and said: "Uncle, please read it first!"
The old man also knew the truth and had already walked towards Wuying Liu Jingwei.
At this time, Yunli Wuying no longer pretended to be false. He took the rhubarb envelope, inspected the paint on the seal, picked it up with his fingers, and opened the seal with a chirping sound.
He took out the light yellow letter paper inside and looked at it, and said: "Yes, it is an invitation letter from various sects headed by the Master of Shaolin Temple."
At this time, Shangguan Liu Sinu and Aunt Shan could no longer help but asked with concern: "What does the invitation say?"
Yunli Wuying said solemnly: "It is said above that all factions will discuss and decide to hold the world's martial arts leader and elite conference in Songshan on the 27th of next month..."
Aunt Shan first said anxiously: "So, isn't the time very urgent?"
Yunli Wuying said with relief: "Don't worry, our place is only 20 days away from Songshan Kuaima. It's still too late to set off again in a few days."
But Liu Qianwen said anxiously: "Should we let brother Nangong know immediately?"
Yunli Wuying frowned and hesitated, but Shangguan Xiaowan and Zhao Ling'er said resolutely: "Don't tell Brother Haotian for the time being..."
Before they finished speaking, everyone suddenly noticed that Xia He was standing at the door of the hall with a startled look on his face, looking anxiously behind them.
Everyone knew something was wrong. When they looked back, they found Nangong Haotian standing not far behind them with a livid handsome face.
Yunli Wuying, Shangguan Liu's fourth daughter, and Gutou Dan's aunt, none of them noticed that Nangong Haotian was standing behind them.
Everyone looked shocked, and no one dared to say a word.
Yunli Wuying said solemnly and authentically in the tone of an elder: "The invitation letter sent by the Shaolin Dharma Master on behalf of each sect, you first
Take it and see what the departure point is, and then we can discuss it."
After finishing speaking, he handed over the rhubarb envelope and letterhead.
Although Nangong Haotian felt unhappy, he did not dare to be rude to Yun Li Wuying. After thinking about it, he stepped forward and leaned forward, taking the rhubarb envelope with both hands.
, He also understood in his heart that Shangguan Xiaowan and Zhao Ling'er planned not to tell him for the time being, and it was entirely for the sake of his health, and they had no intention of making decisions without authorization or deceiving him.
Nangong Haotian took a look at the envelope and saw that just as Yunli Wuying said just now, a meeting of elite leaders of various sects will be held at the Songshan Shaolin Temple on the 27th of next month to resolve the disputes between himself and various sects in the past two years.
Right and wrong and resentment.
However, when he saw the last invited fair witness, Jun's face changed and he exclaimed: "They respectfully invite Master Tianwai Master to be the fair witness for this conference."
After saying this, everyone's expressions changed in shock.
Yunli Wuying made a sound of surprise and said: "I actually ignored this point and didn't look at it."
While talking, he hurried over.
The fourth daughter of Shangguan Liu and Aunt Shan also gathered around with concern.
Everyone took a look and found that it was indeed good. On the last line, the leaders of each faction decided to invite the three impartial witnesses. In addition to Master Tianwai, they also invited the leader of the Beggar Clan, Iron Face Beggar, and the elder Wu from the previous two generations of Kunlun.
Qingxian grew up with two people.
What will draw everyone's attention is that among the three, Master Tianwai is ranked first. According to martial arts rules, Master Tianwai is still the chief.
After everyone looked at it, they looked at each other with serious expressions.
Xue Bing'er first said angrily: "What do they mean by asking my grandfather to be a witness for fairness? Isn't this sincerely trying to embarrass his old man?"
Yunli Wuying twirled his beard with his hand and said solemnly: "Among the public review witnesses, there are actually none of the Shaolin Master Fa Jue Master and the Wudang Master Wuchen Taoist Priest. This matter is serious and extraordinary."
Aunt Shan said angrily: "It's very simple. The leaders of the various sects know that the Master is the master of the young master, and they want to use this relationship to suppress our young master."
Shangguan Xiaowan and Liu Qianwen felt that Aunt Shan could no longer act on her own initiative and added fuel to the fire. After thinking about it, they scolded in a deep voice: "Aunt Shan!"
Aunt Shan also knew that the situation this time was serious, and she needed to know that this time it was targeting all major sects in the world, which meant the entire martial arts world. If things went wrong, Nangong Haotian would probably be reduced to a state of eternal destruction.
While thinking about it, hearing Shangguan Liu's second daughter scolding her, the livid look on her face softened and she didn't dare to say anything anymore.
Yunli Wuying said solemnly: "What Aunt Shan said is reasonable, but it is not absolute. On the other hand, the various factions urging Master Tianwai to come forward may also be trying to show their honesty and fairness."
Nangong Haotian said angrily at this time: "I think they used Master to suppress me or show fairness and honesty, but where is Master now? We haven't found his old man yet!"
Having said this, everyone fell back to reality. The whereabouts of Master Tianwai are still unknown.
The ancient leader said melancholy: "The master was kidnapped by Zhou Yuan, the master of the gods, who colluded with Fat Maitreya. Except for those of us who are involved, the various sects may not really know."