Chapter 94 Butterfly Mountain with Wind and Clouds

After buying the bill for Lu Wuchen, the young owner of Fengming Villa, the swordsman walked out of Diefeng Town. However, this time, the swordsmen were not in a hurry at all. The three-day period is today, so this time the swordsmen decided to go to Diefeng Mountain openly. The sword clan also has reason to believe that Dugu picking flowers should call the people in the family. At the speed of the family, they should be able to get to Diefeng Mountain in less than two days.

Stepping on the official road, there was no heat along the way. At this time, it was almost dusk. Many people hurried by the swordsman. Jianghu people and horses rushed to Diefeng Mountain one after another.

At the foot of Diefeng Mountain, the establishment of the Zen Gate here has been much depressed in just one month. The war half a month ago obviously damaged the vitality of the first Zen sect of the 18 gates in the world.

Standing at the foot of Chanmen Mountain, the swordsmen did not step forward, and they didn't even intend to climb the mountain at all. In just half a month, now a huge sect has not even a person to receive at the foot of the mountain.

Many men and women passed by the swordsman, one by one, and they didn't even mean to look at the swordsman.

"Nephew." A fragrance came to the nose, and the swordsman turned their heads and saw a woman leading a team of people, wrapped in white, and the fragrance was striking. Beautiful women lined up behind a middle-aged woman, not the butterfly door of the Qin Empire, but who would it be?

Since he is an acquaintance, the swordsman naturally does not mean to be rude: "The younger generation has seen the owner of the butterfly clothes."

A smile appeared on the butterfly dance's face: "I didn't expect my nephew to really come to the headquarters of Diefengshan Zen Gate."

"Presumably, the predecessors already knew what the swords had done."

Butterfly Dance nodded: "Zenmen can really toss people. There is a mysterious soul chasing jade, and there is a war in Huayi Jianghu immediately. Before it has time to stop, you actually killed their door master in the middle." After saying that, Dieyiwu took a meaningful look at the swords: "Although I don't know how you killed your superiors, I really support your behavior. Over the years, Zen has attracted many promising teenagers in the world by relying on the so-called small favors. The disciples of the rest of the sect can receive in a year, even five fingers can be counted.

The sword clan was stunned, and the disciples between sects were recruited. The sword clan has not thought about these problems at all over the years. Die Yiwu looked around the swordsman and turned black: "Where's your little root class?"

The sword clan looked at the senior in front of them in horror: "Aren't you there? What's wrong?"

"Did you go to the Qin Empire once half a year ago?"

The sword clan nodded, and dark clouds flew on his forehead: "It's hard to pick flowers in the Great Qin Empire." The swordsman didn't go on talking. If they guessed wrong, wouldn't it ruin the reputation of other girls?

Butterfly Dance nodded affirmatively: "That boy hooked up with a female disciple under my door six months ago. I also received a letter from the door a few days ago, and the girl miscarried." Speaking of this, the sharp eyes of the butterfly dance stared at the swordsman. Naturally, the swordsman naturally understood the powerful murderous spirit.

This matter is not authentic. Just bring a condom when doing things. Now let other girls miscarry, and it is estimated that some explanations are needed to pick flowers. But the world doesn't seem to have those things.

Looking at the stunned god of the sword clan, Butterfly Dance seems to know the dilemma of the sword clan. After all, it is not the sword clan himself. At present, the butterfly dance turned around and said, "Do you remember the last time we met outside the room where the public lost?"

The swordsman nodded.

"Jianxiao and I don't believe that there are few selfless people in the world. That time, Jianxiao and I went forward. In fact, our purpose was the same as yours. On the one hand, we explored the mysterious soul chasing jade, and on the other hand, we explored the details of the people who lost. Now it seems that you have found something?"

"Let's go, senior, go to Diefeng Mountain, and the hundred sticks are waiting for the swordsman." The sword clan did not directly return to the problem of butterfly dance. After all, this problem cannot be ambiguous.

As soon as the butterfly dance heard it, he knew that the swordsman was deliberately changing the topic, and he didn't say that the two walked up to Diefeng Mountain. The mountain has been going up one after another, which is actually more than the last group of heroes. As soon as the swordsman walked to the mountainside, many warriors greeted the swordsman. Naturally, the swordsmen also have a one-off ceremony. After all, I am no longer the same as last time when I go to Diefeng Mountain.

The last time I just participated in the martial arts conference on behalf of an individual. This time, it was completely different. If Zen Buddhism wants to blame itself, then it must not show weakness, that is, the Jianghu status of Mo Villa is indeed the biggest concern of Zen Buddhism.

"Jian disciples welcome the master of the butterfly door" A bald head bowed to the butterfly dance halfway up the mountain. This bitch 13 only salutes the butterfly dance. He turns a blind eye to the swordsman and ignores it. Looking at his face, it is simply a bitter hatred.

Butterfly Dance covered his mouth and brushed: "How can these people in the Zen sect be separated from the secular world? Look at this, it's no different from these sects in our world?"

The swordsman didn't say anything and smiled.

"My good nephew is good at self-restraint."

The swordsman still didn't say anything. How childish and ridiculous it is to put on their faces in front of absolute strength.

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"The master of the new Zen sect led the disciples of the Zen sect to welcome the young man here and wait for the mountain gate."

When the swordsmen reached the last few steps, they saw Sanxiu waiting there with a lot of bald heads.

"The young master of Jimo Villa, the swordsman, is called the "cold-faced swordsman" to pay a visit to the Sanxiu master." The sword clan specially bit the three words of their young master. The intention is extremely obvious. Of course, it is to remind the superiors not to be angry.

The corners of Sanxiu's mouth twitched. Why didn't Sanxiu understand the meaning of the sword clan, but the bald donkeys behind him didn't understand it. One by one, their teeth rang, and stupid 13 could know how strong the Zen sect's hatred for the sword clan was.

Listening to the noises not far away, the swordsmen really don't think about it at all. Naturally, they can't fall too much as the young owner of Jimo Villa. It's no different from those stupid 13 bald donkeys.

The sword clan politely saluted the other side, and the two villas of Biluo and Fengming were actually on the mountain at this time.

"Nephew, I arrived earlier than you." Meng Han smiled and walked to the swordsman and patted the swordsman on the shoulder: "Nephew, I believe in your innocence." Meng Han's words are tetrot. Of course, it is impossible for Meng Han to open the skylight directly to speak openly on such an occasion, saying that I support you and I support you. If so, how can the Zen sect, which is second only to the 18 top forces in the world, be embarrassed in the world?

On the contrary, Fengming Villa is not so friendly. Lu Wuchen looked at the swordsman with a slight smile that it was just a gift. For the attitude of the two villas, the sword clan has no intention at all. After all, the world still depends on strength to speak. Meng Han's ability to say those words to himself is completely due to the long historical friendship of the two villas. Fengming Villa is a century-old rookie in martial arts. He and his family really don't have much connection. Lu Wuchen's reaction That's a matter of course.

"So Shaoxia, please go in. The Zen Gate has been waiting for a long time again."

After listening to the words of a bald donkey after San Xiu, the swordsman nodded and said nothing more? In the crowd in front of them, the swordsman still didn't see the figure of Shun'er. Isn't the Zen sect going to make friends?

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Zen Pavilion

The seat that used to sit on the loser has changed to a new owner at this time. The position of the left and right head is indeed Menghan of Biluo Villa and Lu Wuchen of Fengming Villa. The position of the sword clan is very simple. The people of Zen Buddhism do not intend to leave a position for the sword clan at all. The Soege sword clan stands like a bare flagpole. In the main hall of Zen.

The leaders of many sects such as the Butterfly Gate sit on both sides. For a moment, there was a strange silence in the general pavilion. No one spoke, no Fengming Villa, and there was no Biluo. The master did not have Sanxiu. At this time, the cabinet was surprisingly quiet, and it was indeed boiling outside. Naturally, the people of Zen Buddhism were scolding angrily. It's hard to imagine that those bald donkeys outside can create such rich words, which are many times stronger than those bald donkeys in the previous life.

The noise outside did not affect the silence in the cabinet at all. Everyone ignored it. In this extremely quiet environment, silence will eventually break out, but who will break the silence in front of us?

The swordsman stood in the cabinet and did not say anything. As the murderer who killed the public, it is the best reason to choose to retreat.

"Why are you all standing here?" A surprise came in from the outside.

There was a burst of excitement in the heart of the sword clan. For six years, I haven't seen Grandpa for nearly six years. As soon as the swordsman thought of coming here, they heard a sound coming into their ears

"This time I came to the deputy owner. It will arrive in about an hour.

The swordsman didn't care at all when they heard this. They secretly moved their thumb and pressed it a few times. This action could only be heard clearly by the people of the Jian family headquarters. The swordsman is saying that he knows.

"Nephew, why are you standing here? Is this the way of hospitality in Zen?" Jian Xiao looked angrily at the Sanxiu superior on the main throne, and his face was extremely angry. A red face looks extra angry.

Sanxiu looked at the sword flute helplessly and lost it coldly: "Prepare seat." Two bald donkeys came up with a seat. Put it behind the sword flute.

This made Jian Xiao even more annoyed; "Isn't the young owner of Jimo Villa gone?"

"He is a sinner." Sanxiu had no intention of saying anything, only Qian 13 stepped forward and threw a sentence. Looking at the Sanxiu on the main seat, the swordsman's eyes slowly shrank, and the quality of this master of calmness has long been revealed. I just don't know how Sanxiu Shangren will treat himself. You should know that the Xuanhun Chasing Jade in your hand is also the most wanted collection.