Looking at Meng Qianfeng's fierce and urgent look, it was as if he wanted to kill someone.
Li Weiwei's heart tightened in the distance and she was startled.
Yang Haoran was very calm, looking at Meng Qianfeng and smiling.
Even though my whole body aches, I can’t lose on this one!
"I know more than just the Vajra Wuji Sect, I know a lot more.
Would you like to listen to what I have to say?"
Meng Qianfeng's eyes rolled back and forth, but he suddenly laughed.
He looked at Yang Haoran with great disdain: "You must be trying to deceive me!
But you may have made the wrong idea, how can you, a little fox, be a match for me, an old hunter?"
Yang Haoran made a sound with disgust on his face.
But he said it to himself: "The Vajra Wuji Sect was founded 1,600 years ago.
The founder of the sect is honored as the Divine Power Walker. Because of his natural supernatural power, he was accepted as a disciple by the Vajra Sect of the physical cultivation sect.
In thirty years, he has cultivated himself into an indestructible body.
Later, by chance, I watched the two snakes fight and understood the way of combining hardness and softness.
In the past fifteen years, I have traveled all over the world, looking for masters to confirm my inner understanding.
Finally, it suddenly dawned on me that I could integrate the flexibility of the snake shape into the Vajra Gate technique.
Because it has become its own sect, in order to be different from the Vajra Sect, we created the Vajra Wuji Sect!"
Meng Qianfeng looked at Yang Haoran with a playful expression and kept laughing.
"This sectarian anecdote has been recorded by many sects.
Since you are a disciple of the Cultivation Sect, it is not surprising to know this."
Yang Haoran smiled lightly, did not refute, but continued.
“It’s really not surprising to know this.
But about six hundred years ago, a genius traitor emerged from the Vajra Wuji Sect.
He was expelled from the school because of his bad conduct.
Later, with his amazing talents, he cultivated to the level of a power walker.
And returned to the sect, single-handedly making the Vajra Wuji Sect disappear!
I’m afraid not many people know about this important matter, right?”
Meng Qianfeng looked at Yang Haoran, and his eyes suddenly became more solemn.
"How did you know?"
Yang Haoran still did not answer Meng Qianfeng's question and continued.
"Originally, after the tragedy that year, the Vajra Wuji Sect should have completely disappeared.
But the traitor ignored a senior hermit of the Vajra Wuji Sect.
In order to eradicate the traitors, the senior had to search all over the world and finally found a young successor with excellent qualifications.
After putting all his efforts into training, he finally eradicated the traitor thirty years later!
But not many people know about it.
And the master of the Vajra Wuji Sect also later retired in a low-key manner.
So much so that the subsequent cultivation world thought that the Vajra Wuji Sect no longer existed!”
Meng Qianfeng's eyes suddenly became sharp, locking Yang Haoran's body like a sharp sword.
It seemed that as long as Yang Haoran moved, he would die.
"Who are you? Why do you know so well?"
Yang Haoran became calmer and calmer, and was very relieved to see Meng Qianfeng's anxious look.
“Let’s talk about the story of the Vajra Wuji Sect first.
Ever since that master retired, the Vajra Wuji Sect has been in a single line of transmission.
About fifty-six years ago, Ouyang Zilin, the new generation leader of the Vajra Wuji Sect, was involved in a sectarian dispute.
Trapped in a canyon designed by the enemy.
Although Ouyang Zilin was powerful, he was ultimately outnumbered.
Just when he was about to die, he was saved by a Taoist priest.
In order to express gratitude for the Taoist's life-saving grace, Ouyang Zilin worshiped the Taoist as his adoptive father.
You should know about this, right?"
Yang Haoran looked at Meng Qianfeng with amusement, while Meng Qianfeng already had a look of horror on his face.
Looking Yang Haoran up and down, Meng Qianfeng suddenly looked surprised.
He was very excited and grabbed Yang Haoran's shoulders.
"Are you a descendant of my godfather? Can you tell me his name?"
Yang Haoran suddenly smiled a little from ear to ear, which made Meng Qianfeng vaguely aware of something bad.
"Ouyang Zilin is your master?"
Meng Qianfeng stared with a serious look on his face.
"You, a descendant, don't think that you are my god-grandfather's descendant and you can't hold back your words!
Did you also call my master’s name randomly?”
Yang Haoran looked like he was suddenly enlightened and nodded repeatedly.
"I forgot that the Vajra Wuji Sect pays the most attention to the respect of elders and younger ones.
Then I would like to ask for advice, what should the juniors do when they meet their elders?
According to the rules of the Vajra Wuji Sect, what kind of etiquette should be followed?"
Although Meng Qianfeng was a little shorter than Yang Haoran, he jumped directly onto a rock at this moment.
He looked down at Yang Haoran with a condescending look, quite majestic.
"Ahem, follow the rules of the Vajra Wuji Sect.
When the younger generation sees their elders, they should bow three times and kowtow nine times, and bow down to the ground.
You must obey your elders in everything, do not disobey your elders, and be respectful!"
After speaking, Meng Qianfeng crossed his arms and looked at Yang Haoran with a smile.
"Boy, you saw what I'm capable of just now.
If you are really my god-grandfather’s descendant, you will definitely benefit from following me in the future.
I’ve already taught you what to do, so you don’t need to remind me anything, right?”
Meng Qianfeng held his head high, waiting for Yang Haoran to kowtow to him.
Because according to his master's description, if Taoist Wukong lived to this day, he would be almost three hundred years old.
At such a young age, Yang Haoran is at least as senior as Taoist Wukong's great-grandson.
Calculating it this way, he must be his junior!
Yang Haoran nodded seriously, with a serious look on his face.
"So this is the rule? Okay, great!
Only when the elders and younger ones are in order can a sect develop better."
Meng Qianfeng nodded in agreement, looking like a teachable child.
"Since you think it's good, you should actually implement it and never treat it as empty talk!"
The two people were answering questions here, but Erhei and Li Weiwei in the distance were confused.
Li Weiwei looked at Erhei and asked seriously: "What are they doing? Why does it feel weird?"
How about we go over and have a look?"
Erhei's hair almost stood on end, like a mouse after hearing a cat's meow.
He stepped back again and again, with a cautious look on his face.
“A gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall, but acts with caution.
It’s not too late to watch the fire from the other side and wait until the situation becomes clearer!”
Li Weiwei was speechless, but she didn't have the courage to go alone.
I could only look at Yang Haoran and Yang Haoran from a distance, unable to hear the sound at all.
Yang Haoran was nodding in agreement with Meng Qianfeng at this time, a scene that couldn't be more harmonious.
"You are absolutely right, but there is one more thing I need to ask clearly, otherwise I won't feel at ease!"
Meng Qianfeng now regarded himself as an elder and looked at Yang Haoran majestically.
