Jia Jiucheng said: "This matter has been an unprecedented revolution and a great turning point since the establishment of our sects. At that time, the ancestor ordered each subsequent leader to pass on his oath orally and pass it on from generation to generation. The importance lies in the rules of our sects. How can we forget it?"

Ying Hongying said, "Well, the ancestor's oath. I have always kept it in my heart. I have always relied it. I dare not or forget it. However, the old sayings from several of us remember. I am afraid that some of them will forget them cleanly. I will start to say that. The heroes present may not know the whole story. Brother Bai. Tell me what you said."

Bai Shiying responded: "Okay." Cleared his throat and said solemnly: "In the past, Wei Tianzi and Tsongkhapa's disciple Shaka lost the battle in front of the army. The two changed their skills. The old swordsman Wei obtained the "Seven-wheels of Fruit Mind Method" that Shaka lost. He studied for several years and integrated it into one with his own swordsmanship. He saw that the spirit of the world was conservative. The sects had a strong opinion. Everyone hid their secrets and had little communication with each other. So he built a sword cultivation hall in the capital. He created a alliance and established a sword as his sect. He said that he wanted to break all old rules and habits, and to devote all his knowledge to the world. He passed on his fate. He hoped that everyone could understand his long-term wisdom through sword learning, sort out his body and mind, and make profits and make achievements with a better attitude. Facing all kinds of life, this move has exceeded the old ideas of a thousand years and has revolutionized the habits of a hundred generations. It can be called a grand event that has never been seen in ancient times."

He was born with a heroic and upright posture. At this moment, he was told in the pavilion. Gu Pan Shenfei was so touching. The heroes stood quietly and listened. Looking back at this grand event in the world more than a hundred years ago, all of them were filled with emotion.

Bai Shiying continued, "The ancestors of various sects of Huashan, Taishan, Hengshan, Songshan, and Hengshan heard about this. They couldn't believe it or even doubt it. This was a trap set by the government to harm fellow martial arts. So they made an appointment to come to Beijing to find out the truth. Unexpectedly, after meeting with the old swordsman Wei, they found that everything he did was really sincere. The secrets of martial arts that were kept tightly in the sect at that time were compared with the mental and swordsmanship he taught free of charge. They were simply shallow and crude, completely like a cloud of mud. After discussion, the ancestors decided to contribute all the secret martial arts maps and theoretical works of this sect, and lead the disciples of this sect to join the Hundred Swords Alliance.

At that time, the old swordsman said that he created not a gang in the world. But an alliance society. Everything is focused on preaching, teaching swords, and cultivating the body and mind. If it is combined, it comes. If it is not matched, it goes. If it is not matched, it goes. If it comes, it comes and goes. The martial arts books contributed by everyone can be stored for students all over the world to study and understand. But so many sects joined. He had no intention of managing them. He had no intention of managing them. The ancestors of the five sects discussed for several days. Finally, they made a plan. They made a vow together: each sect is willing to belong to the Hundred Swords Alliance. Together with the old swordsman, they are committed to spreading swordsmanship and revising new things. Daily affairs are managed by each sect. After the old swordsman Wei nodded and agreed, our five sects were united with the Hundred Swords Alliance."

Ying Hongying nodded and asked upwards: "Leader, my junior brother Bai said just now. There is a mistake."

Alliance Leader Zheng said: "There is no mistake."

"Okay." Ying Hongying looked at the mountain again: "Master. I just respected my junior brother. There is a view of the world in the martial arts world and a distinction between party members in the officialdom. This is the reason for the disaster. The reason is that everyone has 'self-attachment' and 'self-view'. What do you think of the old swordsman Wei and the ancestors of the Five Sects back then?"

The man on the hill said together: "Good, good, good. These seniors cleared their hearts and broke the obstacles. They could be called selfless and selfless."

Ying Hongying turned around and said to the heroes: "Master, I don't know if you agree with this."

The heroes said, "What the people on the hill say is very much." "The old swordsman Wei is indeed a role model for seniors." Ying Hongying stretched out his arms and pressed down his voice. He said, "When Hongying was practicing martial arts since he was a child, he listened to his master, uncles and uncles talking about this. He admired his seniors and ancestors very much. However, who would have thought that their efforts were just a flash of cereus that appeared in the world. Since the death of the old swordsman Wei, the Hundred Swords Alliance has been passed down for several generations. Especially in recent years, under the instigation of some ulterior motives, he first put a few big swords into the sword cultivation hall. Then he abandoned the Puhui lectures and replaced them with sword tests and selected talents. At the same time, he got close to the government.

We will expand our business. Regardless of the arrangement of teahouses and wineries, we will all be included in our company. We will also select a location in Yunmeng Mountain to build Huijian Villa. We will recruit heroes and cultivate combat power. Our behavior is very different from the tenets inherited by the old swordsman Wei. We will gradually move farther and farther away. To this day, we can enter the sword cultivation hall to study scholars. There are only a few people. In the Hundred Sword Alliance, we are even more intimate and intricate. Some people rely on their relatives and children of the backbone of the alliance, and can get close to the water tower first. At a young age, we can learn secrets; some people rely on their own personalities, which are the closest factions of the prominent figure, and can show their power outside and point to the east and west."

Her voice became more and more intense. Chang Sihao listened quietly. The heart was filled with waves. The Jian family was determined to be high and their thoughts were beyond the world. It was normal for Ying Hongying to have misunderstandings. But in terms of martial arts, only from what he had come into contact with, except for Liao Gushi, who was an example of self-cultivation and self-understanding. Others, like Chen Chunan, Luo Hulu, etc., were all very skilled and far superior to their peers at a young age. It is really hard to say that this has nothing to do with their origins. I looked at the leader of Zheng. I saw that he was calm and listened quietly. He seemed to have no intention of refuting.

He heard Ying Hongying say: "The sword test conference that should not have existed has now become a venue for performances for the children of the alliance. It blocks all the scholars in the world who are interested in learning from the barriers. Four years ago, Xiao Jinshiyue won dozens of consecutive games. Finally, he refused to enter the sword cultivation hall and left. He saw through the joints and knew that the Hundred Swords Alliance was no longer the same as before. He had long fallen into a stage where he hangs the sword as a guise and sings fame and fortune. In the eyes of martial arts colleagues, it is just a display of force and hegemony. In the eyes of officials invited to attend, isn't it a bloody entertainment?"

Many of the heroes present have personally experienced the sword test meeting of the Hundred Swords League. Although they were just watching the battle off the stage, when they think about it, the past scenes are vivid in their hearts. They have to go to the sword test arena. There is no limit to the sect, gender and martial arts. But it is easy to go up. How can they get down? It is difficult to say very well. The light loses one move and half a stance. The worst ones will be embarrassed in front of the heroes of the world. Those who are interested in studying and further study can rarely practice martial arts to the pinnacle. Their swordsmen are mostly descendants of famous masters in the Hundred Swords League. These young masters rely on their deep family to go to the stage.

If you win easily, you can enjoy a great reputation at a young age. Everyone knows that the Hundred Sword Alliance brings swords to the world. Their meticulous research on martial arts and swordsmanship is unattainable. But the stairs of this sword cultivation hall are too high. Most people can only sigh and miss the time when Old Wei swordsman was there. The time when there are no different teachings. As for every sword test conference, it seems to have become a routine. Some of these people understand martial arts, and some do not understand. They are accompanied by important figures in the league in the stands. Most of them are watching the excitement. Teach her this way, it really makes you feel like playing monkeys. So the heroes are quite resistant to hearing this. They are ashamed to be secretly accused of being dissatisfied.

Ying Hongying glanced in her eyes and said, "After that session, my husband returned to Mount Tai and recalled what he heard and saw in the alliance. He was frowning and sighed all day long. He was depressed and sick. Brother Xu. At that time, you heard the news and came to visit him on the mountain. You should have some impression of this."

Xu Jiansan sighed, "Yes, Senior Brother Guan is upright and has far-reaching thoughts. Seeing the alliance doing this, he is very worried about the future of our five sects. If the Hundred Swords Alliance is just willing to fall, there will always be a time to be defeated. Although it is a pity, it is not scary. But now they are too close to the government. I am afraid that one day they will turn against the world and become public enemies in the martial arts world. At that time, our five sects will obey orders and turn around and fight against the heroes in the world. I really don't know what to do. I advised him at that time to use the talent and martial arts of the leader of the Zheng League.

.The world will not have the idea of ​​two people. If the Jian family's priesthood can be used, the country may really change. Senior Brother Guan said: Confucianism uses literature to disrupt the law, heroes use martial arts to violate the ban, and the temple and the rivers and lakes are like day and night. They can never be reconciled together. Think carefully. From ancient times to the present, there is a swordsman who has been able to pass this road. Even though the leader of the Zheng family was passionate and thought about it, it is indeed a national event. People below hold the flags on the street and cheer and secretly scramble for fishing. There are still fewer people. I thought about it for a long time and could only be speechless."

Although the "official government" he said did not specify the specificity, everyone knew that the government had the most dealings with the Hundred Swords Alliance. The main thing that the government had to do with the Hundred Swords Alliance was Dongchang. When Cao Xiangfei was there just now, the heroes saw that the Zheng League leader was intimate. Many people were not moved on the surface and were quite disgusted in their hearts. Unexpectedly, they were afraid of their fellow villagers. It turned out that the head of the faction under his alliance also had complaints about such things. They looked at each other and were much more tough.

Ying Hongying said with a sad expression: "Although my husband is pessimistic, he cares about the affection and vows of the ancestors back then. Until his illness is over, he still does not make a strange sound. No one can tell the future. Perhaps the Hundred Swords Alliance can really take a new path. It is unknown. After supporting my son Guan Yilan to take over the position of the head of the sect, we mothers and sons had no other thoughts. But we didn't expect that something that followed would make our hearts completely cold."

At this time, Xia Zenghui's face was calm and he spoke again: "What the wife said is related to the injury of Master Guan."

"That's right." Ying Hongying said sideways: "Son. Tell everyone about the matter."

"yes."

Guan Yilan agreed timidly. He struggled on the stretcher and was helped to sit up. He covered his chest with his hands and coughed several times. His eyes said with sadness: "Dad died of illness. My mother and I were heartbroken. We set up a spiritual shed and sent a message to report the death. Before the sender arrived at the capital, the people who sent the message to the Baijian Alliance had already arrived. The leader named Jiang, named Jiang Zhaoxi, came into the mountain and looked like a swordsman. He did not take me seriously at all..." Dasheng felt wronged and cried with tears in his nose.

Jiang Zhaoxi was under the seat of the First Division. He was usually responsible for communication outside the league and the League and had a lot of dealing with people from the martial arts world. Many of the heroes present recognized him. He knew that his name was Jiang Mu and his courtesy name was Zhaoxi. He was originally from Yunmen Mountain, Qingzhou Prefecture, Shandong Province. He has always been humble and upright, respected etiquette and righteousness. Therefore, he got the nickname "Yunmen Sword Confucian". This person pays attention to appearance and his actions are exquisite and particular. As for what kind of style he is, it is a bit untrue. But Guan Yilan has something to say in his words. Before the letters were arrived, the mourning person arrived first. It was obvious that the Baijian League had placed a spy in the Taishan Sect and learned the news in advance. Treating his own faction in this way was not open and honest. People who had never contacted Jiang Zhaoxi, they all felt that since the Baijian League was so domineering, it was natural for the swordsmen to act out airs.

Guan Yilan held back his sadness and sobbed, "My mother and I respect him as the envoys in the alliance. We respect him and arranged for him to live on the mountain and use the items. We dared not have any missing ones. But we didn't expect that he would sneak into the mourning hall late at night and open the coffin to steal the things that were buried with us..."

"fart."

The loud roar suddenly came, and the volume of sound was high. Guan Yilan's neck trembled. Even the tears shrank back. The heroes looked back in the sound. Jing Wenzhong took Luo Chengyuan, Jiang Shiyou and more than ten swordsmen were standing at the gate. Everyone was just listening to the butler and his son. They didn't pay attention to the movement behind them. I don't know how long they had been here.

It was Gao Yang who scolded Guan Yilan. His beards and eyebrows were all blown up. He stormed into the heart of the courtyard with anger. He grabbed the pole of the stretcher and shouted sternly: "Guan Yilan. Don't swear."

Guan Yilan was shocked and saw Gao Yang. His eyes immediately rounded. Suddenly, he let out a "Ouch" and fell off the stretcher. He leaned on the ground with his wounded elbow. He dragged his body and rubbed his arms hard. He raised his hand and stretched out to his mother. He called out: "Mom, Mom..." Ying Hongying was stunned. He was shocked. He hurriedly opened his arms and rushed up. He hugged his son in his arms. He touched and covered him and said: "Did my son's wound break? Let me see..." Guan Yilan said in a daze: "Mom, this person wants to kill me. He wants to kill me." As he said that, he pointed at Gao Yang and his body shook.

Things happened too quickly. The heroes were either not careful or had a bad perspective. When Guan Yilan fell to the ground, they saw Gao Yang holding his hand on the stretcher. They thought he was lifting it down. Suddenly, there was a commotion. He blamed him for attacking the injured child. He really lost his identity as a swordsman.

Ying Hongying stroked her son's hair: "Don't be afraid. There will be no trouble if there are people from the Shaolin Mountain and the heroes."

Guan Yilan pulled her clothes and thrust, trembling with his nose: "Mom. I don't hold grudges when I die. My father has always been honest and honest. Others are disrespectful to his coffin. I think he will not blame him. The capital is another place. We orphans and widows are fighting for right and wrong with others and seeking justice. It is better to endure this tone and go back to pack up and exit the world. We two depend on each other for a lifetime. We can live a peaceful life."

"You...you are such a boring thing."

Ying Hongying was so angry that she shook him to the ground. She shook her hand and slapped him hard. However, she looked at her son covering her face and holding back tears. She softened again. She squatted down and put his head under her jaw and cried: "Son, you have to fight for your breath. Mom is a woman. What kind of store can she support? From now on, she has to count on you." Xia Zenghui hurriedly went up to persuade him: "What is this? What is this? Oh. After all, the child

You are young. Don’t be honest and crying. You can’t cry." Bai Shiying stomped her feet and said, “The world can retreat whenever you say you can retreat. The head of the sect can say you don’t do it. Even though you are young, you are also a man. Even if you can’t handle anything well, your mother is there. With these uncles and uncles and men, you can pull you and help you. How can you be so disagreeable? Why don’t you admit your mother’s mistake?” Guan Yilan wiped her tears and said, “Yes, yes, mother. Don’t cry. The child knows that he is wrong. He knows that he is wrong.”

Everyone present looked at each other. The children in the world were devouring life and death, and parting more. Everything was free and easy. At this moment, Ying Hongying and his son were doing it. But they were really a mother-in-law. However, when they thought that they were very pitiful, they couldn't say anything. They looked at them. They stared at Zheng and Gao Yang and his group. They felt so sad and angry. The people on the hill sighed. They clasped their palms together and lowered their heads and couldn't stop reciting the Buddha's name.

The leader of the Alliance Zheng focused his eyes and forced Gao Yang back. He slowly said, "My wife's Day. If things are so. The Hundred Swords Alliance will never protect the shortcomings. He will definitely give you justice to your mother and son. I don't know where Jiang Zhaoshi is now."
Chapter completed!