"Zhao Changkong, why do you beat my disciples! I'm Xue Wenbin's disciple. It's not your turn to discipline me! "

"Go! What are you? I hear Feng Wukui say that it's your disciples who pick things first, but if you don't ask, you will impose all the blame on my disciples! "

Early in the morning, there was a fierce quarrel in the hall. From time to time, there were some smashing sounds of tables, chairs and benches.

Outside the door, a group of disciples were frightened and looked at each other.

The story of yesterday's big fight between Feng Wukui and his new disciple Mu Wanqing has spread.

No one in Dan Pavilion knows about it now.

"I heard that after being accepted as a disciple by elder Xue, Mu Wanqing was directly promoted to a senior disciple, which led to some senior disciples' dissatisfaction."

"Then the disciple went to Feng Wuque, a senior disciple under elder Zhao, and asked for a contest."

"Feng Wuque can't stand Mu Wanqing either. Both sides immediately scold him. The more he scolds, the more angry he gets. Finally, he can't be angry, so he does it."

A disciple told the whole story of the incident.

All the people present understood this.

It is clear that the disciples under elder Xue are not satisfied with each other.

As a result, an outsider couldn't see it, so he went to the disciple under the head seat, the old enemy of Xue Chang.

In this way, it can be said that it is kicked on the powder keg.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the main hall, the smashing sound became more and more intense.

The powerful aftereffect shakes the whole hall slightly.

Obviously, the more the two elders scolded, the more angry they were. However, they chose to fight directly.

Boom!

With a deafening explosion, a figure spat blood and flew out of the hall.

"Go and have a look!"

The crowd rushed forward to check.

Looking down, I saw that this man was no other than the second elder, Zhao Changkong!

"My God, elder Xue hurt elder Zhao?"

"The two of them usually look down on each other, and today they are doing it by themselves."

Countless disciples were shocked.

"Puff, puff, puff!"

Inside the main hall, there were also several violent sounds of vomiting blood.

One of the disciples went in and saw Xue Wenbin fall heavily on the ground. His robes were torn to pieces and his body was covered with bloodstains.

The two men were equal in force, both seriously injuring each other.

"What are you looking at? It's all scattered for me!" Xue Wenbin was furious when he saw these disciples coming in.

"Yes, we'll be out in a minute."

All the disciples quickly quit.

"Xue Wenbin, wait for me!" Outside the door, Zhao Changkong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and yelled.

Yesterday, Xue Wenbin did something about the herbs for the newcomer's competition. He had no time to report to Dansheng because he had to deal with fengwuqi.

Early this morning, he was going to find Dan Sheng. Unexpectedly, Xue Wenbin came to him and asked him to give Mu Wanqing an explanation.

Zhao Changkong was angry.

His disciples under the seat of Xue Wenbin do not agree with each other. What's their business?

Moreover, he had already had a violent fight with others last night, and he came to find himself today. He was obviously looking for fault.

So the two sides began to quarrel and finally fight.

In the process of smashing, Zhao Changkong felt that he had Xue Wenbin in his hand, so he beat him to death, expecting that Xue Wenbin would be afraid of himself.

Unexpectedly, Xue Wenbin didn't know what was going on. He suddenly became full of confidence and fought back fiercely.

"Do you think I'm afraid?" Xue Wenbin was equally furious.

He was not afraid of Dansheng punishing himself.

The reason is very simple. After the contest yesterday, he was so afraid that he rushed back to his family overnight and got a keepsake from the patriarch.

This keepsake is a parchment. It is worn and yellow because of its age.

But the handwriting on it didn't fade, on the contrary, it exuded a sense of thick and clumsy.

This handwriting is written by Dan Sheng himself!

In the past, Dansheng was just a visiting doctor.

It is the ancestors of the Xue family who, regardless of the cost, devoted all the resources in the family for him to study alchemy, and finally achieved the name of alchemy!

After Dansheng became famous, in order to thank the Xue family, he wrote down this scroll and gave it to the Xue family for safekeeping.

It's written in the scroll that all generations of the Xue family can enter the Dan Pavilion as long as they are not extremely gifted children.

And the talent outstanding person, can act as elder even more!

This is to repay the Xue family.

Now, Xue Wenbin took this scroll, just to let Dan Sheng read his old love and let him go!

"Hum!" Zhao Changkong hums coldly heavily and raises his feet to go to find Dan Sheng.

"Master, wait a minute."

However, at this time, a disciple suddenly walked out of the crowd and saluted, "master, Mr. Xu asked you to come over."

Ah?

Zhao Changkong was shocked.

Xu Lao was a man of great ability who he made friends with before he became famous.

He is not a man of Dan Dao, but a swordsman who calls himself jiujianxian.

But between Dan Sheng and him, also has a certain origin.

On that day, Dansheng was walking on the Bank of Ruhe River when he happened to meet two powerful Jianxiu fighting.

The strength of the two swordsmen was enormous. They cut out with one sword, and the mountains and rivers broke. The earth was like a mirror, and the terror reached the extreme.

But in the end, Xu was more skillful and finally killed another Jian Xiu.

But he also suffered a serious injury.

Dan Sheng couldn't bear it, so he refined pills and saved his life.

And he is also grateful to Dan Sheng, two people become friends.

After the establishment of dange, Dansheng asked him to be the gatekeeper of the Sutra Pavilion, responsible for protecting those rare Sutras in the world, in case they were stolen by some curfew.

In order to repay Dan Sheng for saving his life, Mr. Xu has been guarding the Sutra Pavilion for many years. He usually goes deep into the Sutra Pavilion and keeps it secret.

"What did Mr. Xu ask me to do?" Zhao Changkong was puzzled.

However, although he had doubts, he did not dare to disobey. He immediately put down all the things at hand and rushed to the Sutra Pavilion.

There was a long distance between the hall of elders and the Sutra Pavilion, so it took Zhao Changkong half an hour to get here.

From a long distance, I can smell Xu's wine.

However, he did not dare to say anything more. Instead, he went up respectfully and asked, "Mr. Xu, do you call me?"

Hearing this, Xu sat up from his chair and said, "Changkong, I have to congratulate you."

Congratulations?

Zhao Changkong looks puzzled.

What's the situation? What can I congratulate you on?

He asked with a puzzled face: "Mr. Xu, please speak directly if you have something to say. Don't say half of it like this. I'm very worried."

Hearing this, Xu said with a smile, "you've got a good apprentice!"

Ah?

Zhao Changkong was shocked. When did I accept my apprentice?

Yesterday, Lu Li refused to accept him as his teacher. He felt shameless and didn't accept any apprentices except a registered one.

In his eyes, the registered disciple is not a disciple at all, just a nominal name.