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Tang Yu sat on top of it in the Tingxue Hall, looking at the old scavenger who came to visit with a smile, and said: "Old scavenger, you are a rare visitor! I heard that the Snow Sword Sect invited you many times, but you didn't come today.

You have to have a drink with me."

"Haha!" The old scavenger also smiled and said: "Sect Master, you are too polite. I just happened to pass by Tingxue Sword Sect, and thinking of the kindness of helping the Sect Master many times, I came here specifically to apologize."

"You're welcome, old man scavenging." Tang Yu waved his hand and asked the maid waiting on the side to bring the fruit, and continued: "It would be an honor for me, Tang Yu, for an old man like you to come and listen to the Snow Sword Sect."

"Haha!" The old scavenger cupped his hands and said, "What an old-timer? He just lived longer. Nowadays, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. I don't dare to call myself an old-timer."

"No, no, what the old scavenger said is wrong." Tang Yu shook his head modestly and said: "The old man is not only superb in martial arts, but more importantly, his moral character. The old man's high morality and respect are amazing."

"Sect Master, Wang Dachui brought it."

The old scavenger wanted to say something, but a loud and soft drink suddenly came from outside the hall.

The old scavenger's face tightened and he looked outside.

Wang Dachui walked in with a needle and thread in his hand and a calm expression on his face. He just glanced at the old scavenger who was also in the hall, then walked straight to the center of the old hall, saluted respectfully: "Disciple Wang Dachui, see the sect master."

"Yes! Wang Dachui, get up!" Tang Yu chuckled and nodded, and then introduced: "Dachui, the person next to you is a highly respected old man in the world, an old scavenger."

"Boy, Wang Dachui, I have seen the old scavenger." Wang Dachui turned around and saluted respectfully to the old scavenger.

As for the old scavenger, he had been deep in thought since Wang Dachui came in. He frowned, as if he was recalling memories from a long time ago, but this memory seemed very vague and he couldn't remember it for a while.

It wasn't until Wang Dachui spoke that he suddenly woke up. His eyes fell on the needle and thread in Wang Dachui's hand. A flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, and he suddenly regained his memory.

I couldn't help but exclaim in my heart: "This needle and thread... This needle and thread seems to be the unique weapon of an extremely mysterious organization [Sunflower Sect] a long time ago in the world, and it is said that there are extremely few members in this organization, but every disciple of the sect

They all have extremely high martial arts skills and are versatile."

"Dachui, the main reason why I called you here today is because this old scavenger wants to meet you." Tang Yu explained with a smile as he looked at the confused Wang Dachui.

"Oh?" Wang Dachui was slightly shocked. This old scavenger came from the outside world. Could it be that he was sent by the warriors from the outside world to find out his true identity? Thinking of this, his heart suddenly rose, but the surface remained calm.

"Haha!" The old scavenger also regained his composure, at least there was nothing strange on his face. He smiled and said: "When I was wandering around, I heard that a strange man appeared in the world, and the bandages he made had a magical effect in healing wounds.

I was surprised and came over to take a look. I didn't expect him to be so young."

"Senior, you are overly praised." Wang Dachui showed the right amount of humility on his face and said: "Those are just family heirlooms of the younger generation. They can't wait for the elegant hall to make the seniors laugh."

"Haha, it is a virtue for young people to be modest." The old scavenger nodded with satisfaction and said: "But it is indeed wonderful for you to put on the bandage. It is really the waves behind the Yangtze River that push the waves ahead. It seems that I am getting old. After all, you are the younger ones in this world.

Human. Haha!"

"Senior's praise is well deserved." Wang Dachui looked horrified, but he didn't agree with it in his heart. However, he continued to praise: "It is precisely because of seniors with such high morals and respect that the world of Jianghu can flourish and develop, so that the chivalrous people in the world can flourish.

The wind never ceases."

"Haha!" As the saying goes, the old man who wears a lot of clothes has nothing to wear. The old scavenger smiled with relief and said nothing more.

Tang Yu, who was above the main hall, saw that the old scavenger seemed to have gotten what he wanted, so he said: "Sledgehammer, you must remember what the old scavenger said, but don't be proud."

"Yes, Sect Master, this disciple will definitely remember it." Wang Dachui said respectfully.

"Yes!" Tang Yu nodded with satisfaction and waved: "Okay, now you go down! I still have something to discuss with the old scavenger."

"Yes." Wang Dachui bowed and said goodbye: "Then disciple, please leave. Senior, I will leave first." After saying that, he exited the hall.

Not long after Wang Dachui left, the old scavenger came out of Tingxue Hall.

He glanced fearfully at the direction Wang Dachui left. After a long moment, he sighed softly, turned around and walked down the mountain.

A hidden courtyard, in the hall.

There were several figures sitting at attention. They didn't talk to each other, and the atmosphere seemed a bit solemn.

Squeak...

A door opened like a rotten wood, breaking the tranquility of the hall and breaking the solemn atmosphere.

A burly old man dressed in linen clothes walked in. He was full of energy and looked like a strong man, but his face was slightly solemn.

"It's the old scavenger, how's it going? You went there to listen to the Snow Sword Sect's inquiries. How was it?"

"Then who is Wang Dachui? Is he really the ancient inheritor?"

"What do you think of the Snow Sword Sect? Are they trying to monopolize the ancient inheritance?"

Seeing the person coming, everyone who was sitting upright in the hall immediately stood up, walked out of the hall, and shouted excitedly.

The old man scavenging looked at the people talking solemnly, said nothing, and walked straight into the hall.

"Old scavenger, are you going to tell me the situation?"

"What do you mean by this look on your face? Does it sound like the Snow Sword Sect can't take it all to itself?"

The old scavenger still didn't speak. He came to the hall and respectfully bowed to the old man sitting at the head of the hall, with hair like snow, sunken eyes, and wrinkled skin. He sighed and said: "Mr. Xu, that Wang Dachui is not an ancient inheritor.

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"Huh?" The old man said softly, but didn't say much. He just looked at the old scavenger, waiting for his explanation.

"Hey..." The old scavenger sat down, thought for a while and described the scene he saw in Tingxue Hall, and then expressed his guess.

"[Sunflower Clan], I didn't expect that Wang Dachui was actually a disciple of the Sunflower Clan." After a long silence, Mr. Xu, who was sitting in the first place, said hoarsely.

"Then what should we do?" one of them asked.

"How to do it?" The old scavenger glanced at the speaker and said disdainfully: "Then it depends on you. Is it worth it or not to turn against the Listening Snow Sword Sect for a disciple of the Sunflower Sect?"

Xu Gong did not speak. He closed his eyes as if he was resting.

The person who spoke was also deep in thought, his expression changing.

Everyone around him was also silent, unable to make a decision for a moment.

"Mr. Xu, I'll take my leave first." The old scavenger didn't have the time to think about what these people were thinking, and said directly to Mr. Xu who was sitting in the first place.

Xu Gong nodded.

The old scavenger turned around and walked out.

The hall was still silent as before. Not long after, a big man walked out, bowed to Xu and then left.

The first one, the second one, and the third one will come out soon.

On this day, a news came out from nowhere: Wang Dachui, who made linen bandages, was the descendant of the mysterious organization Sunflower Sect in the world. Suddenly, war broke out and news spread all over the sky. After three days, everyone in the world knew about it.

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In a magnificent palace

A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a hard face, and a strong sense of power was sitting above the palace. Standing in the palace were dozens of middle-aged or old men with gorgeous clothes and majestic faces.

"Pavilion Master, according to the news from the Snow Sword Sect, Wang Dachui is a descendant of the mysterious organization Sunflower Sect. He is also good at making various treasures." A big man stepped out and said respectfully.

"Yes!" The middle-aged man nodded, opened his eyes slightly, and asked softly: "What do you want to say?"

"Let me tell you, Pavilion Master, it is said that the martial arts of the mysterious organization Sunflower Sect are quite powerful. They can fight one against a hundred, practice to the ultimate level, and even have strength beyond nine stars." An old man stood up, his face was gloomy, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message.

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"One for a hundred?" The Pavilion Master raised his brows slightly and said with interest: "Elder Yin, are everything you said true? After cultivating to the extreme level, can you have the strength to surpass the nine-star warrior?"

"Back to Pavilion Master, it's absolutely true." Elder Yin nodded and affirmed.

"Yes!" The Pavilion Master nodded, and did not come to a conclusion easily. Instead, he asked: "What do you think?"

"Pavilion Master, we and the Tingxue Sword Sect are world enemies. That Wang Dachui is in the Tingxue Sword Sect and will probably use his strengths to increase the strength of the Tingxue Sword Sect, which will be very detrimental to me." Another person said.

The old man stood up and said. His voice was rough and full of fighting spirit.

"Well, what Elder Xing said is right. We can't let Wang Dachui stay in Tingxue Sword Sect, otherwise it will be detrimental to me." The Pavilion Master nodded and agreed.

"Pavilion Master, I am willing to go to the Listening Snow Sword Sect and wait for an opportunity to capture the King of Sledgehammers."

"Pavilion Master, I am also willing to go."

Suddenly, a middle-aged man and Elder Yin asked for orders at the same time.

The Pavilion Master was silent, thought for a while, then nodded and said: "Okay, then I'll trouble Elder Yin and all the Hall Masters."

"We will definitely capture that King Sledgehammer, please rest assured, Pavilion Master." Elder Yin bowed to all the archers in the hall and said fiercely.