But Wen Shoufei was a man whose words were highly valued among the Five Elders Qingxinzhai.

Although many people were confused and dissatisfied at this moment, no one dared to speak out.

They just stared at Li Qinglin with inquiring and scrutinizing eyes.

Wen Shoufei saw the surprise on Li Qinglin's face and frowned, "As warriors, we are not afraid of our enemies. If we kill him, we kill him. Just admit it openly!"

Hearing this, Li Qinglin became more and more surprised and felt a little puzzled.

Who did I kill?

Judging from past experience, not many people died at the hands of Li Qinglin.

Huh? Li Qinglin suddenly reacted.

etc!

Could it be... that passerby who blocked the road?

Li Qinglin was silent for a moment, then said, "Excuse me, Master, is that Wu Jinghou a tall and thin man holding a silver halberd, and he behaves in a somewhat... um, arrogant manner?"

Wen Shoufei's expression became a little strange when he heard this. He squinted his eyes and looked at Li Qinglin, "You... don't you know him?"

"Master!"

Fu Bo in the crowd tapped the ground lightly, walked over quickly, bowed and said, "Master, could there be any misunderstanding? Li Qinglin was recommended by my son. Although he is quite capable, I don't think he can compete with Wu Houjing for the position of direct successor."

As he spoke, Fu Bo gave Li Qinglin an anxious look, indicating that he should explain something quickly.

Wen Shoufei glanced at Fu Bo indifferently, then raised his head with a gaze as sharp as lightning. The huge hall was silent, but his voice was like a golden bell, echoing in everyone's ears.

"Marquis Wu Jing has been killed by Li Qinglin. My Five Elders Qingxinzhai has always upheld the creed that the strongest should hold the throne. This position of succession naturally belongs to Li Qinglin."

The anxious look on Fu Bo's face suddenly froze. He felt as if he had heard hallucinations. Wen Shoufei's voice went straight into his heart, making him feel as if he was in a dream.

What comes to mind is that night in the wilderness, in front of the campfire, when he was like a hermit, teaching martial arts, leaving behind a jade gourd seal, and then leaving.

"This kid, this kid..." Fu Bo looked a little dazed. He looked at Li Qinglin who was a few steps away and didn't know what to say.

"Impossible! Senior Brother Wu can't be dead!"

Wu Jinghou's followers could not accept this news. They gritted their teeth, rushed out, and knelt in front of Wen Shoufei, "Master, please don't listen to the slander. There must be a misunderstanding! Senior Brother Wu is a master of martial arts. I think something went wrong and he is on his way!"

The henchman raised his head and looked at Li Qinglin with a cold gaze, "This person's appearance at such a perfect time, maybe this is his conspiracy!"

Wen Shoufei seemed to have seen something interesting, with a faint smile in his eyes, but he did not say anything, waiting for how Li Qinglin would deal with it.

Li Qinglin's expression remained unchanged. He walked to Fu Tiancheng's ear and whispered a few words.

Fu Tiancheng nodded, turned around and strode out of the gym.

Everyone looked at each other, wondering what Li Qinglin was up to.

As time passed, the yellowish sun shone through the gaps in the window lattices, and fell in the middle of the hall in dots.

The hawkers outside the door were shouting one after another, and the sounds of knives being played and scissors being sharpened could be heard in the distance.

But in the hall of Wulao Qingxinzhai, there was always a strange silence.

I don't know how long it took, but a buzzing sound echoed, like ripples, coming from outside the door.

Everyone looked at it in surprise.

Then a cold light like a white silk flew into the hall with a whoosh, shattering the fragmented sunlight along the way, making the shadows on the ground flicker, forming a rapidly flashing light spot.

Bang! Li Qinglin stretched out his hand and caught the flying object.

"What is this...?"

Everyone looked at him with confusion.

I saw that Li Qinglin had a long cylindrical object in his hand, with hemp rope wrapped around the surface. It was soaked by water, and water droplets flowed down along the hemp rope.

Seeing this, Wu Jinghou's henchman smiled coldly: "Playing tricks."

Wen Shoufei's eyes were deep, and when he saw what Li Qinglin was holding, the smile on his face deepened.

Swish!

Li Qinglin's hands shook and the hemp ropes broke one after another.

A streak of cold and smooth metallic luster suddenly bloomed, like a wintersweet blooming in the bitter cold.

Sparkling spots of light flowed on the surface of the silver scissors halberd. As Li Qinglin poured his energy into it, the patterns on the halberd began to ripple and turned into silver light, constantly interweaving and entangled.

"Silver Scissor Halberd?!"

"Is it Wu Jinghou's silver scissor halberd?!"

"When a weapon leaves your body, it is like surrendering your head to someone else. Could it be true that..."

The warriors from the other three sects of Wulao Qingxinzhai, namely Yu, Shan and Dian, all changed their expressions drastically.

When Feng Yang, whose leg was broken, saw the familiar silver halberd, he felt a phantom pain on the wound on his leg. He looked at Li Qinglin, who was holding the silver halberd and had a childish face, and an expression that seemed to be half laughing and half crying appeared on his face. "In this world, new people replace old people. Perhaps, I am really old."

Li Qinglin looked at everyone and spoke softly,

"I served at the beginning of the month, and went from Zhuoguang Mountain to Dahuang Mountain. On the way down the mountain, I met a man who asked for directions. He forced me to lead the way. I refused, and he became malicious. I had no choice but to fight back and kill him.

The body was buried under a crooked tree in the dense forest beside the path going down 20 miles west of Pingfeng Ridge."

The words were calm, but the message contained within them was filled with boundless ferocity.

"Impossible, impossible, I don't believe it!"

Wu Jinghou's follower had a confused look on his face. He suddenly became furious, kicked the ground with his heels, and jumped up like a tiger or leopard, as fast as an afterimage, and grabbed the silver scissors.

Li Qinglin's eyes were slightly cold, he clenched the silver scissors halberd, exerted force from his spine, blood and energy filled his fingertips, and twisted his body violently.

Snap!

Gravel flew as the floor cracked.

Li Qinglin held the silver scissors halberd tightly in one hand and pressed the man to the ground. The man twitched a few times, his face turned red, and he fainted.

"How is that possible!"

"Su Du is a warrior at the Bone Penetrating Realm. How could he survive under Wu Jinghou's hands?"

"With the strength of an elephant, he can suppress the bones with one hand. I'm afraid this man is the second Wu Jinghou!"

Amid the uproar in the audience, Fu Tiancheng widened his eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief.

"I knew this kid was hiding his abilities, but I didn't expect he could hide so much!"

Fu Tiancheng was ecstatic at first, but then he felt a little frustrated.

"Teaching the apprentice to starve the master to death, this kid might be able to defeat me with one move. How long has it been? Only half a year..."

Being surpassed by his former disciple, Fu Bo felt extremely complicated.

"It's him, it's him, it's him! We met Wu Jinghou on the official road under the Great Wilderness Mountain before. He went into the wilderness to look for the Shuihengliu Taoist Temple! The time and place are right!"

"Good death! Those who kill will be killed, and Wu Houjing has also tasted the taste of losing the head of others!"

Several young people in the crowd burst into fierce shouts.

At this point, no one doubted it anymore.

Holding a silver halberd in his hand, Li Qinglin walked up the steps step by step, and came to the top of the hall, in front of Wen Shoufei.

"You are the direct disciple of my Five Elders Qingxinzhai, so you are only second to me. You can call upon all the resources and manpower in the zhai. You only need to practice. Have some tea."

Senior Brother Pei Zhang brought a cup of blue and white porcelain tea.

Li Qinglin took it, handed over the tea bowl, and bowed deeply,

"Disciple Li Qinglin, greetings to the master."

It was only a few steps away in the hall , but as Li Qinglin bowed to serve tea, the space seemed to be getting farther and farther away. The light around was dim, but the floor above seemed to be brighter and more dazzling.

In the end, Li Qinglin's figure completely enveloped the field of vision.

They had an illusion that they were just witnesses, passers-by, a faint touch in Li Qinglin's colorful life.

"Congratulations to the Master for accepting such a good disciple!"

"Congratulations to the Master for accepting such a good disciple!"

The sound was sparse and low at first, but it became louder and louder, as loud as a yellow bell.

Even the noisy hawking sounds outside the street were drowned out.

On the floor, Su Du, who was stunned by the force, lay quietly, and no one paid any attention to him.

…

"Brother Lin, these boxes..."

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At the Li family, Li Xian looked at the various gift boxes, sable furs, silks, antiques and medicinal herbs that almost filled up half of the yard. She was stunned and felt that she had never seen so many rare things in her life.

These were the gifts given by the Yu, Shan and Dian sects to congratulate Li Qinglin on becoming the true disciple.

"Brother, we are rich!!"

Li Qingqing cheered softly, and ran around the box, jumping around in the yard like a little rabbit.

Li Qingjing had already taken the school pass and went to report to Hanshan Academy, so he was not at home.

"This must be your aunt, right? Your aunt taught her children well, and it really gave us, the Five Elders of Qingxinzhai, a great bargain!"

The eldest senior brother Pei Zhang bowed to Li Xian with a smile. Li Xian felt a little uncomfortable and quickly pulled him up.

Pei Zhang then took out a land deed from his sleeve and said to Li Qinglin,

"Junior brother, we originally had a place reserved for you in our residence, but since you have rented a yard outside, I will go with the flow and buy it for you. Here is the title deed.

In addition, there are two servants, both of whom are skilled in martial arts. You can assign them to do the daily chores, and they are more than capable of guarding the house."

Li Qinglin looked surprised when he heard this.

Senior Brother Pei Zhang is not as rude as he looks, but rather he is meticulous in his actions.

The title deed and the servants who would settle down and guard the house were indeed appropriate gifts for Li Qinglin at the present time.

Li Qinglin did not refuse and took it.

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

Second Senior Brother Xiao Changyi was a big fat man. Every move he made was like a rolling mountain of meat. He seemed to be eating all the time, and he often took out pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

At this moment, he walked up to Li Qinglin and said with a smile like a Maitreya Buddha, "Junior brother, I don't have anything else, so I will give you a bottle of Huangya Dan. It seems that you are about to break through."

The people present were all martial artists who had reached the fifth level of locking essence and the last level of having five internal organs in perfect harmony. They could probably see Li Qinglin's true realm.

However, they did not care about Li Qinglin's concealment of his abilities. After all, they had done the same thing in their early years.

Huangya Pill? Hearing this pill, Li Qinglin raised his eyebrows.

Huangya Pill is a top-grade secret medicine that can strengthen the flesh and break through to the bone-penetrating realm. The price of one pill is equivalent to a house in the outer city, and it is the kind that is out of stock.

Even Wang Meng had put in a lot of effort to obtain the Huangya Pill. It was only after he killed the Taoist boy from the Cangtian Shulu Temple that he was given the pill by the elders of the tribe.

"Thank you, Second Brother."

Li Qinglin took the pill.

Finally, the third senior brother Hua Mu, wearing a pair of copper bell anklets, was much shorter than Li Qingqing. He walked in front of Li Qinglin and barely reached his waist.

Hua Mu raised his head and stretched out his hand, "Give me the things."

Li Qinglin was stunned.

Pei Zhang chuckled and said, "Junior brother, your third senior brother asked you to give him the silver scissors halberd. You used the tiger-carrying beheading knife in Wang's house, right? According to Fu Tiancheng, the rough material of that knife has a lot of impurities and has not been cleaned out. I think your third senior brother wants to melt the silver scissors halberd and add the raw ore to your beheading knife."

At this point, Pei Zhang winked at Hua Mu and said,

"Well, Third Brother, why don't you take out another two taels of white sand silver and refine it into the beheading sword together. Junior Brother taught me this personally, so the weapon I carry with me must be at least a weapon that has been refined a hundred times."

Baisha silver is an extremely rare mineral material with good corrosion resistance and impact resistance.

Moreover, it can perfectly transmit strength, energy and blood. Even a warrior in the marrow refining realm will not be hurt at all by burning, freezing, and poisoning with the different characteristics of the bone marrow.

Hua Mu rolled his eyes at Pei Zhang and said,

"I knew you were going to take advantage of me...Okay, I'll leave first. The sword can be recast in half a month at the earliest. I'll have someone send it back to you, my junior brother."

"Thank you, Third Brother!" Li Qinglin immediately expressed his gratitude.

Looking at Hua Mu's short body, he was holding a tiger-biting beheading knife in his left hand and a silver scissors halberd in his right hand.

The combined weight of the two weapons was nearly a thousand pounds, but in Hua Mu's hands, they were like toys, giving Li Qinglin an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

Afterwards, Pei Zhang, Xiao Changyi and others did not stay long and left one after another, leaving behind two servants.

One man and one woman, both were carefully selected by Pei Zhang. They were proficient in martial arts, and even reached the level of tight membrane. They were also good at cooking, sewing and other life skills. They were proficient in the six arts: etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy and mathematics.

"Young Master!"

"lady!"

The two slaves immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed in greeting.

Li Qinglin was not pedantic and did not insist that everyone must be equal, that slaves and servants must be equal and that they must call each other by their names.

Sometimes, having rules and authority is a good thing.

As long as it starts from courtesy and ends with emotion, it will be fine.

Under Li Qinglin's instructions, the two men cleaned out a storeroom and moved the gift boxes and various sable furs and silks in. The medicinal materials were placed on wooden shelves and sorted so that they could be taken as needed.

Fortunately, there are many empty rooms in this second courtyard, and there are even two bedrooms for the two slaves to sleep in.

"It seems that I need to read medical classics, such as "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" and "Golden Chamber" when I have time. My mother's eye disease is difficult to cure. I am afraid it will take long-term conditioning to get better. I am not confident to let outsiders do it.

And I can start laying the foundation for my younger brothers and sisters, and do medicinal baths. Let’s not talk about martial arts for now, but at least they need to strengthen their muscles and bones.”

Li Qinglin thought silently.

The setting sun is about to go down, and the crimson sunset glow hangs in the sky.

When Li Qingjing came home from school, he saw two servants standing in the courtyard as soon as he entered the door. They called him "Second Young Master."

Li Qingjing was stunned, then he reacted, put down the book basket, and hurriedly found Li Qinglin.

“Brother!”

Li Qingjing stared at Li Qinglin, as if trying to find out something from Li Qinglin's calm face.

He said seriously, word by word, "Brother, do you know who the new teacher you found for me is?"

Li Qinglin was counting medicinal materials in the warehouse. When he heard this, he asked casually, "Who is it?"

"The Imperial Tutor Wang Shouren! The number one scholar! Five years ago, he denounced the current sage for nepotism in the court and was banished to Feng County. However, within a few years, he opened the Hanshan Academy, and so far, it has produced a number one scholar and several Jinshi!"

Li Qingjing became more and more excited as he spoke, his face turning red.

"I, I, I actually became his disciple!"

"What?!"

Who knew that Li Qinglin was even more shocked than Li Qingjing. His face was full of disbelief, and he murmured,

"Oh no, I'm afraid I owe you too much for this favor..."

(End of this chapter)