"I heard that Elder Yue on Xianxian Peak has a recurrence of his old illness and may die."
"Real or false?"
"It's true that Elder Yue fainted on the Xianxian Peak. It was a Jingfang disciple who brought him food who carried him down the mountain. Many people saw it."
"That disciple..."
"He, he is lucky. I heard from the disciples of the Medical Pavilion that Elder Yue was very grateful to him after he woke up and said that he would accept him as a true disciple."
A gust of wind blew through the sect.
Soon, there were two more things that everyone knew about the mountain gate.
One is that Elder Yue is in poor health.
One is that the sect has another true inheritance.
Where is Jiang Xuan?
As the protagonist of the incident, he is currently participating in the secret meeting of the sect with Elder Yue, who is "terminally ill".
"Yesterday evening, the sect received a letter from Magistrate Liao of Longhua Mansion."
"The letter said that Ping'an Dao, which was wiped out by us last year, is about to resurgence this year. I asked the sect if we can send more experts there to prevent Ping'an Dao from becoming bigger again."
In the quiet room behind the sect's main hall.
No more, no less, there are twelve chairs.
Sitting on the chair at the head is Master Puhe, and below are the three masters Du Guan, Du Guo, and Du Chu.
In addition to the chief, third deputy, and four sect giants.
Further down.
They are the martial arts room, the quiet room, the sutra room, the mountain room...the real masters behind the eight rooms, the elders in charge of each room and lineage.
"Reporting to the headmaster, in order to destroy Ping An Dao last year, we sent hundreds of experts, and more than a dozen people died in the battle alone."
"What did Magistrate Liao do? It was agreed that the war dead would be distinguished according to their strength and a pension of 1,000 to 3,000 taels would be distributed. However, only one third of it has been paid so far. There is no other way. The sect has to pay the rest by itself.
of."
The speaker.
There was a word "KU" for a warehouse on the chair. It was obvious that this was the elder in charge of the warehouse line: "I'm not trying to push everyone back, but it's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. We can't just go to the various states and governments to support them when there is unrest, and then make three cuts and six cuts."
Let’s lick our own eyes and lick our own blood.
Don’t forget, the sect had eight thousand disciples at its peak, but now only one thousand three are left.
Yes, the sect currently does not have a great master, and its reputation in the world is not what it used to be.
But it’s not that bad.
Haven’t you ever thought about why?
I've thought about it.
Because we have too much control, we have lost too many good people, and the gentry, wealthy families, and martial arts families at the bottom of the mountain think that we are crazy and are sending their people to death.
As a result, you have also seen that they would rather let their own children join martial arts schools, or some small and medium-sized sects, who are not very good at learning, than send people to our Baishou Palace, lest they become urns and become disabled.
One drives two, two drives three.
The number of disciples joining the sect is decreasing year by year. If we don’t change, sooner or later we will have to make a name for ourselves.”
Hear these words.
The elders sitting here looked at each other.
It’s not that they didn’t realize this, it’s just that no one dared to say it.
Baishou Palace rests with the country.
Assisting local and state governments to stabilize the situation is a task given to Baishou Palace by Shen Zu before his retreat. It is also the responsibility that Shen State should fulfill after supporting Baishou Palace for more than a hundred years.
"Headmaster, we are not shirking our responsibilities, but we must keep pace with the times."
The elder in charge of the mountain house puffed on his pipe: "There are hundreds of sects in the rivers and lakes. How can we do it with our own efforts? Nowadays, the border gates are in constant emergency, and people in the rivers and lakes have repeatedly used force to violate the ban. No matter how much one sect consumes, it can't fill the entire rivers and lakes.
Before the old man Shenzu went into seclusion, the world was peaceful. It was not as chaotic as it is now. If there was any conflict, there was no need to send disciples down the mountain. A letter could calm the world.
Today is different from the past.
It’s been too long since Master Shen showed up. Those aristocratic families and martial arts giants are all harboring evil intentions. We alone can’t do it.”
Looking around.
Master Puhe nodded and said: "I will report our difficulties to the palace, but the matter of Ping An Dao cannot be left alone. Last year, we surrounded and killed the leader of Ping An Dao and three of the four Dharma Kings, and almost broke up the entire Ping An Dao.
.
Now, even if Ping An Dao makes a comeback, they are definitely not here to be friends with us. In my opinion, it is better to strike first and not give them time to recover in order to avoid causing greater losses."
All Taoists also nodded: "Ping'an Dao is good at deceiving people, and behind this death, I'm afraid there are the shadows and support of other countries. Otherwise, how could a group of crooked and evil ways that we have broken up come back after only half a year of cultivation?"
Starting to show its head."
"Suppress it."
"Suppression."
After a while, the elders also began to express their stance.
Jiang Xuan is a junior.
Standing behind Elder Yue, I have no right to speak and can only look at my mentor.
Eyes facing each other.
Elder Yue nodded slightly, expressing his attitude on behalf of the Jingfang lineage: "Suppress..."
"Then it's settled."
Master Puhe looked at the crowd: "Let's talk about the second thing. The rumors about Shenzu's death are getting louder and louder now. The four countries bordering us are also secretly cooperating with each other and arranging large armies to suppress the situation.
That's what I think.
It is not up to us to decide whether to fight or not to fight, but if the day comes that the army comes to the city, we will have to fight.
The sect currently has some financial surplus, and I want to use part of it to purchase horses, build armor, and buy some bows and crossbows. On the one hand, we can prepare for possible wars, and on the other hand, we can prepare for our encirclement and suppression of Ping'an Road."
"Headmaster..." The elder in charge of the general affairs room hesitated: "We are a martial arts sect after all. If we buy armor and crossbows, we will probably be ridiculed by fellow martial artists, and it will also easily arouse the suspicion of the royal family."
"I will convince your Majesty."
Master Puhe actually had no choice: "Last year in the battle at Longhua Mansion, it was clear that our disciples were one level better than the elite disciples of Ping'an Dao, but in the end the fight was inextricable.
Why.
Because each of the elite disciples of Ping An Dao is wearing armor, and each of them has a crossbow.
For us masters, armor and hand crossbows are nothing.
But for the disciples below, no matter you are third-rate, second-rate, or first-rate, except for a few masters who follow the horizontal training route, no one can withstand the cold arrows shot on the battlefield. For the sake of the lives of the disciples, so do we.
It’s time to equip yourself with heavy armor.”
Armor is the most important weapon of the country.
Especially heavy armor can be called a killing machine on the battlefield.
The disciples in Baishou Palace are all martial arts practitioners.
Those who can be called elites are all second-rate masters who have entered the bone training realm.
Among them.
Successful bone training can increase arm strength by 300 kilograms.
If you are successful in training your muscles, you will still be carrying a thousand catties of strength at the end.
For ordinary people,
It’s difficult to move around wearing a set of full-body heavy armor that weighs dozens of kilograms.
But for second-rate experts in the bone refining realm, this weight is not a problem at all, but can better bring out the lethality of martial arts experts.
"Jiang Xuan..."
Jiang Xuan was being a good boy down there when someone called him.
Look up.
Master Puhe looked at him kindly: "I'll leave it to you to arrange the armored soldiers. I can only rest assured if you handle this matter."
As soon as I heard this.
All the elders looked sideways.
Chapter completed!