After I finished speaking, there was a feeling of calm inside!
I said it loudly again, but there was still no response...
Having already seen the tempers of Mengnu and Zhuge Wenwu, I immediately felt a little calmer and calmer.
The middle-aged man inside the house didn't open the door, so I continued to shout politely from outside the door. I didn't believe you could still stay in there.
Just like that, I stood outside the door and shouted more politely.
Finally, footsteps came from inside, and the middle-aged man suddenly opened the door and stared at me with an unhappy expression.
I raised my head and looked at the middle-aged man. Just for a moment, this middle-aged man gave me a huge sense of pressure and made my heart shake slightly!
It seems that Zhuge Wenwu is right, this person is definitely Kong Yuan, otherwise it would be impossible for me to feel as if I am overwhelmed by a mountain of taiwan with just one look!
I raised my eyebrows, not afraid of the middle-aged man’s gaze!
I clasped my hands in my fists and said politely: "Junior Zhou Lingfeng has come to pay homage to Mr. Kong Yuan. I hope Mr. Kong Yuan will not hesitate to meet me..."
I tried my best to speak politely. After all, I am a guest and I am here to ask for help!
But Kong Yuan seemed a little impatient with my politeness.
He waved his hand and said: "You go, I'm not Kong Yuan, don't bother me again..."
The middle-aged man's tone was cold, and he was about to close the door again after speaking!
But just when he was about to push the door open, suddenly, I stretched out my hand and blocked the door panel.
The middle-aged man frowned, but when he saw that his door was not closed, he pushed it indifferently!
And with just a gentle push from him, I immediately felt a huge force rushing out of his hand, until it knocked my whole body away!
But I'm not a pushover either. Now that you've taken action, I definitely won't give in!
I quickly mobilized my strength and concentrated it on the hand blocking the door!
Just like that, two hands, one inside and one outside, started fighting through a door panel!
Soon, cracks like spider webs began to appear on the originally smooth door panel!
Three to five seconds later, finally, with the sound of bombing, the door panel, which was an inch thick, shattered into pieces in the hands of me and the middle-aged man!
The door panel suddenly fell, and the middle-aged man looked at me with a strange expression: "Did you just say you were the head of Maoshan?"
I nodded, "It's a junior."
"Who is Chen Xiao to you?"
"Based on seniority, he should be considered my senior uncle..."
I am nominally the apprentice of old man Chen Mie, and old man Chen Mie is Chen Xiao's senior brother, so logically, I have to call Chen Xiao uncle.
The middle-aged man looked around me, nodded, and said: "You can have such strong power at such a young age, no wonder he will let you be the leader."
"Mr. Kong Yuan is laughing..."
The middle-aged man obviously knew Chen Xiao. Now that the door panel was broken, he didn't blame me much.
When I saw this, I stood directly in front of him and told him my purpose of coming.
This middle-aged man is undoubtedly Kong Yuan!
I told him about the current affairs of the Western Heaven Sect and the Buddhist world, and tactfully expressed that I wanted to ask him to come out of the mountain and serve as my guest elder in Maoshan.
Among the Keqing elders, there are four levels: Tian, Di, Xuan, and Huang. They are mainly evaluated based on their own strength, prestige, and contribution to Maoshan.
Among them, Fatty Xia, Deng Youde and the three new recruits who came into the recruitment meeting who had been confirmed before were all Huangmen elders, while Liangpi and Da Niu, who were more powerful, naturally became Xuanmen elders.
Butchers, drunkards, Mengnu and others are much stronger than Liangpi. They are the elders of the Dimen...
I explained it all over again, and it turned out that Kong Yuan, who was thin and tall, took a woodcutter from the house without even raising his head, and then walked out of the house.
I couldn't help but ask: "Sir, what do you want?"
"The door is broken, I'll cut down the tree and come back to make the door."
Kong Yuan said a word, then took the woodcutter and headed for the hilltop not far away.
Looking at his strong back, I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
Yunyue came over and said, "Master, what do you think?"
I shook my head and said with a wry smile, "This Kong Yuan's temper is much weirder than that of Senior Mengnu. I can't figure it out for the moment..."
Before I finished speaking, the dream girl over there felt unhappy.
"The little girl is weak by nature, why is she said to have a weird temper? It turns out that in the head's mind, the little girl is this kind of person?"
have to!
Now that Kong Yuan hasn't asked anyone to come out, Mengnu has to give up her burden.
I quickly apologized to Meng Nu, it was so hard to get you to come out, how could I ask you to let go of your burden?
After comforting Mengnu, I came to Zhuge Wenwu's side.
Along the way, Zhuge Wenwu kept his eyelids open and closed his eyes.
Before I could speak, Zhuge Wenwu opened his eyes slightly and said, "I know what you want to ask, no need to say more."
I was stunned for a moment.
Zhuge Wenwu said: "This person is a good player, and his strength is not weak. If he can be called upon, he will be a great help to you Maoshan!"
I nodded and said: "I also feel that he is very strong, but it seems not that easy to invite him..."
"It doesn't matter, let him be strong if he is strong, and let him go with his weird personality. In everything and every person, there will always be an unknown weakness. What you have to do is to find that weakness and conquer it...
..." Zhuge Wenwu Dao.
My heart was shocked!
This Zhuge Wenwu is really not good at all. Either he doesn't speak, but when he speaks, I suddenly realize it, like an enlightenment!
It seems that the famous Feng Xiao in history is just his foolish grandson who has no talent, and he may not be bragging.
With Zhuge Wenwu's intelligence, even if he is as clever as me, he is still beyond his reach...
Zhuge Wenwu closed his eyes again, as if he didn't want to say any more.
Immediately, I asked a few Maoshan disciples to clear out a quick place here, and then clean it up, and we will do some repairs here.
Kong Yuan lives in a thatched house not far away. We probably won’t be able to move him for a while, so we might as well just stay here.
Elder Yunyue and several disciples got busy, and after I told Mengnu not to run around, I took Yisong and Zhao Shijie and followed the place where Kong Yuan left just now...
Ten minutes later, I saw Kong Yuan's figure on the top of a hill.
This thin middle-aged man, holding a rusty woodcutter in his hand, stopped in front of a towering tree.
Kong Yuan raised his head and observed the big tree, then shook his head, walked a few steps forward, and looked at another tree.
After a while, Kong Yuan finally selected an old tree with withered leaves.
This old tree has been growing for who knows how many years. The leaves on it have fallen all over the ground, and it looks very lifeless.
I took a closer look and found that although this old tree did not have much life, it was still about twenty meters high. Moreover, the tree was so wide that it would take at least three or five people holding hands to save it.
I looked at Kong Yuan calmly. The woodcutter in his hand was stained with rust. Most people knew that this kind of knife was used to kill chickens, but they thought it couldn't cut it.
Under my gaze, Kong Yuan picked up a few leaves and wiped them on the woodcutter without haste.
Then, his eyes fell on the old tree, and the woodcutter in his hand was slowly raised into the air!
The rusty woodcutter was like a piece of black iron, drawing a gray arc in mid-air and then landed on the old tree!
During this process, the owner of the woodcutter, Kong Yuan, was as calm as if he was doing something very unusual.
The woodcutter struck the old tree firmly, but the old tree, which required three to five people to hold, could not stop the rusty woodcutter at all!
From raising the knife to putting it away, I saw a squeaking sound coming when the woodcutter in Kong Yuan's hand fell!
Then, the old tree, which was more than 20 meters high, slowly fell down.
And on the old tree, about half a meter above the ground, I saw an extremely neat and clean knife edge!
The old tree fell to the ground, raising a large amount of dust, and in the dust, I opened my eyes wide!
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that this thin middle-aged man could have such power. He could chop down such a big tree with just one stroke of the knife!
Just one knife, a simple knife!
At this moment, I suddenly remembered that Yunyue had told me about Kong Yuan's introduction.
Many years ago, Kong Yuan and Chen Xiao were as famous as Chen Xiao. Compared to Chen Xiao's many skills and erudition, Kong Yuan's famous martial arts only had one move, which was the sword!
There are no too many tricks or complicated moves. Kong Yuan's sword skills are so simple that there is no fancy. In fact, as long as it is a sword in his hand, it can become a powerful weapon that no one can stop.
Killer weapon!
And the scene in front of him fully demonstrated the strength of a master who was as famous as Chen Xiao!
With a simple chopper and an understatement, a large tree more than 20 meters high fell at his feet.
To be honest, if I were asked to chop down such a big tree with a wood chopper, I could chop it down, but I would never be able to do it as cleanly as Kong Yuan!
I stood behind Kong Yuan and watched him chop off the upper part of the big tree with a wood chopper in a few seconds, leaving the lower part of the trunk...
Under Kong Yuan's woodchopping knife, this thick and hard tree trunk was like a piece of tofu with a little water. As long as Kong Yuan moved, the trunk could be cut into a shape and size he liked immediately.
For just a few minutes, I kept looking at Kong Yuan, watching him use the wood chopper to pick and choose randomly on the tree trunk. The rusty wood chopper was like a magic pen in his hand.
Average, relaxed and comfortable...
After about half an hour of scratching, when Kong Yuan put away the woodcutter and stood up to look at me, there was a hint of surprise on his plain face.
"Are you comprehending?" Kong Yuan looked at me and said.
I opened my eyes slightly, nodded and said, "I seem to understand the meaning of the sword in your hand, sir..."