A long time has passed since Hengshan issued the invitation to the Five Mountains Conference. This grand event is rare, and righteous people from all walks of life have traveled thousands of miles to come from all over the place.
The conference was held at the foot of Hengshan Mountain. The Hengshan Sect temporarily expanded a high platform. The cost was staggering, but it was helpless. Maybe outsiders didn't understand, but the Wuyue Sword Sect had a clean sect within it.
Based on the superior operations of the previous leader of the Five Sacred Mountains, the image of the Hengshan Sect is very bad in the eyes of the other four sects.
Originally, the conference was supposed to be held in front of the mountain gate halfway up the mountain, where there was a large enough platform. Unfortunately, the other three sects who agreed to participate did not agree, so it was temporarily moved to the foot of the mountain.
On this day, the moon was dark and the wind was high. On the side of a road twenty miles north of Hengshan Mountain, a figure flew past. After several ups and downs, he came to a pavilion.
The name of this pavilion is Wutong. It is said that there used to be a Wutong forest here with beautiful scenery. The predecessors built a pavilion here to send off friends.
The dark clouds in the night sky were pushed aside by the moonlight, and a cool cold light shone down. The man in the pavilion had sharp eyes. He was dressed in green clothes, with a long sword at his waist, dressed as a swordsman, and his face was mixed with...
Nervous look.
This person's name is Jin Buhuan, and he is an elder of the Hengshan Sect.
Under the silent night, the sound of the wind in his ears suddenly changed slightly. Jin Buhuan's eyes narrowed, and then a smile appeared on his face: "Brother Lu, there are no other people here, so don't be too cautious."
"Elder Jin, I have not sent my greetings for a long time, but I am very pleased to hear that you have been living a very comfortable life recently, and that you can still come to see your old friend despite your busy schedule."
Lu Hanjiang walked out of the darkness slowly, his figure flashed, and he sat down in the pavilion in the blink of an eye. A look of surprise flashed in Jin Buhuan's eyes, but he quickly put it away and he sat down together.
Jin Buhuan glanced at Lu Hanjiang, who had empty hands, and said with a smile: "Old friends meet, but there is no good wine. Brother Lu's hospitality is not as good as it used to be."
Lu Hanjiang chuckled: "What a coincidence. I came in a hurry today and didn't have time to bring it with me. How about I deliver it to you at the mountain gate tomorrow?"
"Brother Lu, you and I are old acquaintances. There is no need to be secretive. Let's get straight to the point."
Jin Buhuan took a deep breath, and his expression slowly changed. His calm face slowly turned ferocious, and a trace of deep resentment flashed through his eyes: "Lu Hanjiang, I have repaid the favor six years ago! Not only must it be clean, but I have also returned the favor over the years.
I have helped you a lot, what else do you want!"
It can be said that the friendship between the two can be traced back to the Battle of Wan Dao Clan six years ago. At that time, the righteous factions formed a small alliance to attack the demonic Wan Dao Clan. For such a big event, the Hengshan Sect was naturally absent.
At that time, Jin Buhuan was just an ordinary disciple, invisible to everyone. To be able to sit on the position of elder today, even if he is just a marginal elder who is not taken seriously, is a leap in status.
The cruelty of the battle at Wandaomen back then was far from being as simple as the viciousness of the devil as people say today. Although the right side had an overwhelming advantage in terms of combat power, when a fight actually broke out, who could guarantee that there would be no casualties.
In addition to Huashan who was the first to take action and was seriously injured, among the subsequent factions, the disciples of Wuyue were the most seriously injured. The reason was that the two sides had too deep grudges.
The Hengshan sect sent three elders and their disciples at that time. As a result, only one elder with a broken arm and several seriously injured disciples came back alive after the war, and Jin Buhuan was among them.
Ordinarily, this is nothing. In a confrontation between good and evil, no one can guarantee that he will escape unscathed. It is normal for some casualties to occur.
But the interesting thing is that everyone in Jin Buhuan's lineage died tragically except for him. In order to appease him and give an explanation to the deceased elders, the Hengshan Sect did not reduce the resources allocated to their lineage.
The care of his master, coupled with the connections that Jin Buhuan inherited from his master, brothers and sisters, allowed his martial arts to improve rapidly. In just a few years, he became prominent among the disciples. However, due to limited talent, he may stop there.
.
As an elder, he has few rights and a marginal position, and it is mostly based on his seniority. What is important is that some elders in the Hengshan sect still remember the kindness of his master.
But that's it. If nothing unexpected happens, Jin Buhuan will probably hold the title of Hengshan Elder until his death without any great achievements. In the future, he will recruit a few disciples and continue to pass on his lineage.
I lived up to my teacher’s expectations.
This is a story that has been passed down. It is not uncommon among all sects, and no one would think it was wrong, but Lu Hanjiang knew some interesting old things.
"For the sake of power and position, a Hengshan disciple dragged his seriously injured master and fellow apprentices to a secluded place in the name of rescue, and then watched them die. Even six years later, this story must still be of interest to everyone.
"
Lu Hanjiang's words made Jin Buhuan's expression suddenly change. A cold sword light flashed, and he pulled out the sword from his waist and pointed it at the person in front of him.
Lu Hanjiang regarded the cold light that was so close to Chi Chi as if it was unmistakable, and the smile on his face grew instead of diminishing: "Oh? Brother Jin doesn't want to kill me to silence me, right? Have you forgotten that you still have something left for me?
Is this it?”
"Lu! Han! Jiang!" These words made Jin Buhuan furious. His eyes stared at the person in front of him like fire. His chest kept rising and falling, and the murderous intent in his eyes boiled several times, but he was still forced hard by him.
I endured it all my life.
Once someone succeeds in blackmail for the first time, they will never be able to get rid of it.
When it comes to refusing to save someone in the face of death, even if he is discovered, Jin Buhuan will at most end up with bad conduct and being expelled from the school. Some people had doubts about this matter back then, but everyone has compassion.
He had no relatives at the time, and it was impossible for his master to bully him like this.
But the terrible thing is that this matter was somehow known to Lu Hanjiang. When he received the letter from the other party with the truth, Jin Buhuan was really shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. He fidgeted and replied to the other party, going back and forth.
Several times, when he suddenly came to his senses, these autographed letters exchanged with Jin Yiwei had become his biggest leverage.
Colluding with Jin Yiwei to betray the secrets of the sect is a far greater crime than misbehavior, and will probably result in being purged from the sect.
Over the years, every letter was returned with trepidation, and every correspondence with Jin Yiwei brought him one step closer to the abyss.
To this day, he has understood that if he wants to get rid of Jin Yiwei, he may really have to wait until he is dead to do it.
Drawing the sword against Lu Hanjiang was not because he really had the courage to do so, but under extreme depression, he would subconsciously make some extreme reactions to vent his emotions.
But after being angry and excited, all that is left is dejection.
Jin Buhuan sat back on the stone bench in the pavilion dejectedly, with a dark look on his face: "Tell me, what do you need me to do this time?"
"Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Brother Jin, rest assured. The Jin Yiwei will not forget your contribution to the court."
After casually saying a few words of comfort as usual, Lu Hanjiang changed the topic and said, "Brother Jin is also in great power now. The Five Mountains Conference is about to start. I wonder what Taoist Master Tianfeng has appointed me to be responsible for?"
Jin Buhuan had resigned himself to his fate at this moment, and he replied bluntly: "Brother Lu, why do you have to be sarcastic? Everyone on the mountain knows what I am. The head master didn't give me any important errands. It's just that there are more guests on the right path. I need to be more careful."
Arrange more accommodation.”
The Hengshan sect has a great cause, and the residence on this mountain is certainly sufficient, but some people are just not willing to live on the mountain, such as other disciples of Wuyue. The temporarily expanded houses at the foot of the mountain are prepared for them.
It is also very interesting to say that outsiders all live in the guest rooms of the Hengshan Sect on the mountain, but the Wuyue Sword Sect's own people all live in temporary residences at the foot of the mountain.
So what Jin Buhuan does is actually the work of a foreman, which may be even more boring, because he only has to stand around.
But in this case, wouldn’t it be just right?
Lu Hanjiang thought for a while and said with a smile: "Brother Jin, your project is not small. I happen to have some manpower here, so I will lend it to you as a reward for your hard work over the years."