"The young sect leader died unexpectedly. The sect leader was deeply hit and he was depressed and he was not in a good mood. Especially recently, his mood was getting worse and worse. Several disciples have been interrupted by him and have been expelled from the mountain gate."
The disciple whispered.
"Fortunately, you are not here to learn from your masters. Two people came to learn from your masters a few months ago. Because of their poor qualifications and age, the sect leader said that they were clearly trying to humiliate my Yunchuan Sect and directly interrupted them.
Throw your hands and feet down the mountain." Another disciple also said in a low voice, looking at Gu Fenghua and others with glory.
"But it depends on luck. The sect leader sometimes feels better. As long as he is in a good mood, he will not only guide us in practice, but also take out the best-grade good pills and send it to us." Perhaps because he is afraid of scaring outsiders, he also
A disciple said in comfort.
Gu Fenghua and others let out a cold sweat, and finally knew why Lu Linfeng repeatedly reminded him, and even gave them Xuanyou Emperor Xinhua to them to please the sect leader: The sect leader of Yunchuan Sect is not in a bad mood.
It's simple, it's clear that it's moody and irritable.
Even those who come to learn from their masters can break their hands and feet and throw them down the mountain. What kind of irritability is this? Can he not bear the pain of losing his son and suffer from madness?
Thinking of Lu Linfeng, Gu Fenghua's heart moved. He was about to inquire about the few people when he saw Senior Brother Chen sweating heavily and running over like a flying one.
"Hurry, hurry up, the Sect Master is not in a bad mood now, so you go and see him quickly." Before he could even arrive in front of him, Senior Brother Chen waved to the few people and said.
"You go quickly, the sect leader may be in a bad mood again later." Several other Yunchuan Sect disciples urged.
Although they were talking about the mood of the Sect Master, Gu Fenghua always felt that they were saying: The Sect Master is not crazy now, go quickly, he will go crazy again if it is too late.
Seeing that the few people were urging him, Gu Fenghua didn't have time to ask about Lu Linfeng, and with everyone, he followed Senior Brother Chen to rush to the main hall of the sect.
I was afraid that the sect leader would be in a bad mood again when he turned around. This time, Senior Brother Chen was faster. After a while, the group walked through the long corridor and came to the entrance of the hall.
"Sect Master, Senior Liu and the others are here." Senior Brother Chen stopped and reported respectfully inwardly.
"Come in." A low and old voice sounded in the hall.
"You guys go, I won't go." Senior Brother Chen whispered.
"I'm working hard." Gu Fenghua and others politely thanked.
After hearing the words of those disciples of Yunchuan Sect, they realized how much risk this Senior Brother Chen came to report.
"By the way, don't mention the matter of the sect leader more, so as not to remind the past when the sect leader is touched by the scene and feels bad," Senior Brother Chen reminded several people again.
It was clearly about mood, but he pointed at his own mind.
Gu Fenghua immediately understood: It turned out that not only did he think that this sect leader was crazy, but these Yunchuan Sect disciples also thought so.
On the high platform at the end of the hall, the leader of Yunchuan Sect stood with his hands behind his back.
Unlike the madman Gu Fenghua imagined, this sect leader was dressed neatly, with his white hair like silver threads combed without any confusion, thick eyebrows and leopard eyes were like torches, and his tall and strong figure was a bit like a little.
The sense of majesty that looks down on the world.
"I am Lu Zhengting, are you Hanyu's friends?" The old man's eyes swept across everyone.
"Old Liu Shang, I used to experience the experience with Young Master Lu in Jinfeng Valley." Liu Sanjue said.