Hero Cultivation System

"Master Yan Miao, Master Yan Qing asks to see you." The little nun stood at the door with her head lowered and her eyebrows lowered. She was still childish at the age of twelve or thirteen. The silk clothes she was wearing were obviously too big, so she rolled up her sleeves like two

It is worn around the wrist like a cloth bracelet.

"Let them in." A clear and distant voice came from the door. The human voice was like the bells of an ancient temple in the mountains, and it was strange that it had an echoing charm.

"Two masters, please come in!" The little nun came to the front door and bowed to welcome Yan Qing and Yan Miao.

The two sisters looked at each other and followed the little nun to the wooden door. Before they could speak, they heard the unique voice of the master:

"Yan Qing, Yan Miao, come in!"

Inside the door, a quiet room of about ten square meters is paved with wooden boards. On the wall opposite the door is a portrait of Buddha. There is only an exquisite incense burner on the small plan. A wisp of incense curls up, and the mellow fragrance of sandalwood fills the entire room.

The two of them felt refreshed as soon as they entered.

The old nun, who has a face as full as the moon and a kind-hearted face, is sitting on the futon. Her face to her neck is as rosy and as delicate as a baby's, with no wrinkles at all. From her appearance, she could be in her thirties or forties, or fifty or sixty.

Only the people of Emei know that the leader, Shitai Hua, has been in charge of Emei for more than half a century. However, for the past ten years, she has been practicing in this small nunnery in the back mountain and has not been seen for a long time.

The little nun gave two futons to the two of them and placed them directly opposite Master Huahua. Then she bowed and walked out, silently closing the door.

"What's wrong? We in Emei still have some unresolved issues?" Before the two of them could speak, Master Huahua asked with a smile.

Yan Qing has a rough temper, and Yan Miao is calm and steady. They are not characters who can make decisions. Therefore, Huawei chose Yan Min, a smart and resolute person, to be the leader of this generation of deacons and elders. The two of them will support her. Their personalities complement each other.

, after ten years of managing Emei in an orderly manner, Huawei can practice freely with confidence.

However, there were only two people who came to see her today, Yan Qing and Yan Miao, which proved that Yan Min must have been trapped by something or someone in the Qianshan sect. He was unable to solve the problem so he sent two people to her. Moreover, this person or thing must be

It had something to do with the sect affairs, or even some of her fellow disciples, so Yan Min, who was decisive in dealing with things, couldn't bear to find her.

It's interesting to say that Yan Miao, who was usually steady, now looked resentful, while Yan Qing, who usually had a hot temper, looked at Yan Miao with worry.

"Senior sister, let me tell you." Yan Qing didn't wait for Yan Miao to speak, and first explained the cause and effect of the incident in detail, so as not to offend the headmaster and Uncle Hua Dan as soon as Yan Miao opened her mouth.

After hearing this, Huawei's face became much heavier, but he just closed his eyes and remained silent.

Yan Miao couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Master, what Uncle Hua Dan said is true? Do you tacitly approve the distribution of the Emei Soft Sword?"

Among Yan Miao's six major disciples, five have been waiting for five years but have not been assigned an Emei soft sword. They always rank at the bottom of the competition in the school every year. Several disciples have secretly expressed their opinions about her undisputed personality.

No matter how calm he is, he can't help but hear Hua Dan's words.

Huawei glanced at her and lowered her head when she saw Yan Miao unconsciously before continuing to think deeply.

After a long time, Yan Qing became impatient: "Uncle Master, according to Uncle Hua Dan, those of us disciples who are cultivating in the mountains are just silverfish. We only practice cultivation but do not produce anything. Therefore, the sect must treat disciples who are born out of the world."

As a priority, what do we, the direct disciples, need to do? We might as well just turn the Emei Sect into a modern company doing business and serving as bodyguards."

Yan Qing's words were much more dignified than Yan Miao's, but Huawei sighed deeply.

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"Elder Taishang, this matter is too difficult to obey." Yan Min calmly but decisively refused Hua Dan's instructions to take down Liang Gong.

In addition to the head of the Emei Sect, the ones who handle daily affairs are the deacons and elders. Even though Hua Dan is the supreme elder, he cannot overstep her and command the disciples sent by her.

Hua Dan raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Yan Min, as an elder deacon, you just watch your senior sister being killed and injured by outsiders without doing anything to deal with it?"

Yan Min was still always cheerful and did not give in because of Hua Dan's attitude change, nor did he give in because of Hua Dan's persistence:

"Elder Taishang, Mr. Liang and the other Taoist brothers from Qingcheng have paid homage to the mountain at a distance according to regulations, and they have something to say. Even if you agree to give them an explanation, since Emei is guilty of injustice, how can you rely on the large number of people to force Mr. Liang?" Stay? If Senior Sister Fu and Mr. Liang have a grudge to settle, of course they should choose another time to deal with it according to the rules of the world. The master must be Senior Sister's backing. As for Senior Sister Yan Hong..."

Yan Min's meaning was very clear. What he said was well-founded, and Emei was already at fault. Why should he take it down when he took the initiative to come to the door? According to the rules of the river and lake, even if he had a grudge, he would still let it go today. It would be better to arrange another time to resolve it. As for Yan Hong, she brought humiliation upon herself, and the Emei disciples were too embarrassed to speak for her, so what else could they ask for revenge?

The style of a well-known sect pays attention to being upright and upright. Everyone in Qingcheng and Liang Gong couldn't help but nod their heads when they heard this, and their impression of Emei was greatly changed.

Hua Dan stared at her for a while, then suddenly laughed, as if he was laughing at her for overestimating her abilities. Sure enough, "Yan Min, do you think I can't instruct the Emei disciples without orders from you and the leader?" Then his face changed. Yi Zheng turned to face the window and shouted: "Yan Li, Yan Lian, and Mao Zheng are listening to orders!"

Two women in their forties and a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi appeared outside the window of the reception hall. They bowed and saluted and said, "Uncle Hua, please give me your orders!"

The sudden appearance of the three people immediately surprised Yan Min, who had always been calm and steady. Yan Li is the patrol deacon of the Emei sect and is in charge of the security force of the entire Emei sect. Yan Lian is the elder of the Discipline Hall and is responsible for the punishment of the disciples of the sect. It is the elders of the outer sect who are responsible for handling disputes and conflicts between the faction and the local government. All three of them have a force that cannot be ignored.

In particular, the fifty mountain patrol members under Yan Li are all acquired peak masters, and the captain and vice-captain are innate masters. Apart from the elders of the Presbyterian Hall, they are the two of them with the highest cultivation level.

"Take this kid down." Hua Dan pointed at Liang Gong, who was standing in the center of the reception hall and watching the drama in the nest with great interest.

"Yes!" The three of them bowed again.

"Wait a minute! The leader's token is here. You are not allowed to touch it unless ordered by the elder deacons." Yan Min flashed to the window and took out a palm-sized bronze token and showed it to Yan Li and the others.

Yan Li and the others obviously hesitated for a moment when they saw the token, but in the end they gritted their teeth and pretended not to see it, then turned around and ordered:

"Mountain patrol team, enter!"

"Discipline Team, enter!"

"Foreign Affairs Team, enter!"

As soon as he finished speaking, four or five male and female disciples in Tsing Yi and black appeared outside the seven or eight windows of the guest hall. They completely ignored the fellow Emei disciples and people from Qingcheng in the guest hall, and jumped into the hall through the windows one by one with murderous intent. Inside, more than fifty people surrounded the front and back of the reception hall.

Yan Min was on the spot, looking down at the leader's token in his hand, as if he didn't recognize it at all. Yuan Fang sighed, and came out with Yuan Hua to pull his master back to the corner of the room.

The Emei disciples who were originally in the hall and outside the window were squeezed out of the reception hall one after another. Even the Qingcheng sect was forced to walk out. Only Yan Min and Yuan Fang were left. Master and disciple Yuan Hua refused to leave.

The Emei disciples who sealed off the reception hall did not create any difficulties for their fellow disciples and the people from Qingcheng who came out. They turned a blind eye to Master and Disciple Yan Min, and only stared at Liang Gong, who was still standing leisurely in the center of the hall.

Perhaps it was Liang Gong's calm attitude that calmed them down. These Emei masters, holding swords in hand, formed a circle around him, but no one dared to step forward.

Liang Gong smiled softly, his hands relaxed and drooped, and the soul-returning knife swayed gently by his legs. Suddenly, his spine straightened, and he suddenly became more powerful in the eyes of these Emei disciples. They were immediately shocked and took half a step back.

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"Ahem!" One after another, the two middle-aged women in their forties, led by them, saw that Liang Gong didn't move, and their faces suddenly started to heat up. Two congenital and thirty or forty acquired masters

Before the fight even started, a young man was so frightened that they all retreated. It would be strange if he didn't become the butt of laughter if he spoke out.

These Emei disciples obviously thought of going together, and their faces suddenly looked very unnatural.

But before they gave the signal and took the initiative to attack, Liang Gong suddenly "bang bang!" took two steps forward, shortening the distance between him and the middle-aged woman directly opposite to only three meters, and there was a fierce and fierce atmosphere.

Murderous aura surged out of him and instantly invaded the hearts of all the Emei disciples who were confronting him.

A murderous aura that seemed to smell like blood filled the air, and everyone's hearts were robbed by it. Some people even had the illusion that they were in a battlefield, and everyone took two steps back in panic as Liang Gong stepped forward.

As soon as she retreated, the middle-aged woman behind Liang Gong realized that her momentum had been completely suppressed by the young man before the fight started. She immediately used her sword to break free from the murderous aura and took two steps forward.

The others around her were awakened by her and followed her and took two steps forward.

However, because the time was different, and they were retreating and advancing again, the steps were uneven, and some people were still unconsciously standing still, the semicircular formation behind Liang Gong was in chaos and collapsed in an instant.

That's it now!

With light shining in his eyes, Liang Gong showed his white teeth and said with a ferocious smile:

"kill!"

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