Baopu Sect is also in the Western Continent. It is one of the three sects in the "One Mountain, Three Sects" and is located in the south and north of Cangya Mountain, facing each other from afar.
When talking about the Western Continent, people first think of Cangya Mountain, and then Baopu Sect.
Many people have forgotten that two thousand years ago, the Baopu Sect was the largest sect in Western Land, and its reputation far surpassed that of Cangya Mountain.
If... there hadn't been a swordsman in Cangya. And this swordsman had a bad relationship with Baopu Sect.
In other words, the rise of Cangya Mountain was accompanied by the decline of Baopu Sect.
The wheel of history rolls on, leaving the glory of the past behind and gradually being obliterated by the dust.
But there are always people who are unwilling to forget, and even more unwilling to accept.
The reluctance of the Baopu Sect has been suppressed for 1,600 years. Just like the runes of the Tai Chi formation, it has been passed down from generation to generation.
In order to avoid trouble, Luo Mingchuan had released the pressure of breaking barriers when he was walking earlier.
As expected, the mountain bandits and scoundrels all fled, saving a lot of trouble. But I didn't expect that another group of practitioners who were rushing to the Flower Picking Meeting would also choose the long and short route of Panlong Ridge. This kind of pressure seemed a bit provocative.
Hence the above situation.
A man walked out from the crowd in green Taoist robes. His realm was only the initial stage of Concentration. Facing Luo Mingchuan who was in the Barrier Breaking Realm, he was domineering and said, "Baopu Sect is doing business, how could this scoundrel come here to block the way?"
Luo Mingchuan originally planned to give in.
But as soon as the other party said this, he had already slightly turned his body to straighten it, and gave a half-salute, "Cangya Mountain has a dry peak, and Luoming River is high."
At this time, Yin Biyue and Duan Chongxuan had already arrived. When they heard Luo Mingchuan introducing himself, Yin Biyue also bowed, "Cangya Mountain and Huafeng, Yin Biyue."
"Duan Chongxuan from Xihua Peak."
They only performed half a courtesy, but the other party wanted a full courtesy in return.
Because Luo Mingchuan was Cangya's first disciple, Yin Biyue and Duan Chongxuan were Sword Saint's disciples. And the people from Baopu Sect opposite were all third-generation disciples.
The disciple who had just spoken came back to his senses from his shock, his face had turned ashen, but he still led everyone in bowing.
When Luo Mingchuan called out his name, he almost yelled, "Do you think I'm a three-year-old kid who's easy to tease? Why would a disciple from Cangya Mountain dress so shabby?!"
But the two people who stood up behind him made him swallow his anger.
Because no one dares to claim the title of Sword Saint's disciple.
It's no wonder that the disciples of Baopu Sect are so arrogant, because Luo Mingchuan didn't wear Cangya's Taoist robe, but plain clothes. The hood of Yin Biyue's black cloak also covered half of his face, and Duan Chongxuan's moving little golden man suit...
As a result, the three of them don't look like disciples of a legitimate major sect at all.
Looks soft and easy to bully.
But when Luo Mingchuan performed the courtesy first, this softness became a soft knife.
The disciples of the Baopu Sect wearing Taoist robes were contrasted into vulgar and rude country bumpkins.
If Luo Mingchuan didn't perform the ceremony, they were not from the same school, so there was no need to pay attention to seniority and strict etiquette.
But at this time, they had no choice but to return the gift, but they did so with repression and unwillingness.
At this time, a male voice sounded in the forest, with an indifferent and oppressive force that could not be refused, "Nephew, step back."
The leading Baopu Sect disciple was delighted and responded respectfully, "Yes, Uncle He."
Not only him, more than a dozen Baopu Sect disciples all showed joy on their faces. They spontaneously separated from both sides to welcome the person who walked out of the forest.
Yin Bi knew earlier that this group of people could be so domineering, and the one with the highest cultivation level was definitely not the one just now.
After knowing their origins, he was shocked but not panicked. It can be seen that the leader of this group must be a person with status and cultivation level comparable to the three of them.
Although he was called Uncle Master, the person who walked out of the forest was actually a young man.
He was thin and pale, and wore the same green Taoist robe as everyone else. But he looked inexplicably gloomy, like moss that had accumulated on a stone for years.
He displayed all his might of the Barrier Breaking Period, forming a position to compete with Luo Mingchuan.
The Baopu Sect disciples gathered behind him, with him as the leader.
The situation on the field changed suddenly.
Yin Biyue had already started thinking about which sword technique to use when he drew his sword.
The young man bowed and gave them a half-salute, "Bao Pu Zong, where are you from?"
His name is simple, so simple that it's a little strange.
But Luo Mingchuan had already revealed a look of understanding, because he was indeed very famous.
The young man said with a bit of contempt, "I didn't know that Cangya's disciple was here, and I failed to recognize him. I apologize for the offense."
He said "please excuse me" but still had no intention of giving way. Instead, he said "I couldn't recognize you", which meant that the three of them were dressed in strange clothes, which was inappropriate.
He glanced at Duan Chongxuan with contempt and a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
He Lai was indeed disappointed.
Because everyone in the world speculated what kind of person the Sword Saint's disciple was, but when he saw him today, he felt that his reputation was not worthy of it. He came to participate in the Flower Folding Meeting this time, largely because he got the news that the Sword Saint's disciple had come out of seclusion.
Now it seems that it is nothing special. It is really not worth it for me to go out of the mountain.
There were no fools present, so they all naturally understood what he meant.
A few sneers rang out from the Baopu Sect. They were light but harsh.
Duan Chongxuan also smiled. He took two steps forward and nodded in greeting.
"Brother He, I've heard a lot about you. Nice to meet you."
Yin Biyue keenly discovered that the chatterbox's aura was different.
It's not bluffing, but an innate momentum.
Even the gorgeous ramie silk robe with gold thread seemed to have turned into an upright and graceful imperial robe when he wore it.
He said 'Nice to meet you' but it sounded like he was saying 'Kneel down'.
Duan Chongxuan continued, "Master often taught us that a cultivator should 'follow his heart's desire without breaking the rules', not be shaken by external things, not be blinded by what he sees, 'use me to control things' instead of 'using things to control me'. If one's heart is firm and one follows his heart's desire, then a famous sword and a folding fan, a Taoist robe and gorgeous clothes are all external things."
He Lai's face looked a little unhappy, but he couldn't say that the Sword Saint was wrong.
Duan Chongxuan changed the subject, his smile deepening.
"Meeting is fate. Although there is a saying of first come first served when traveling, I am very impressed by the Taoist friends of Baopu Sect today. They are all simple and dignified, and they are content with poverty and enjoy the Tao. Since they are in a hurry and impatient, how can we not give way to them?"
He folded his fan and pointed, then stepped back openly.
"Please go first!"
Everyone in the Baopu Sect had a grim look on their faces, waiting for He Lai's decision.
Luo Mingchuan did not give them a chance to speak.
"The dispute on the narrow road is a small matter. If it gets out, it will be suspected that Cangya Mountain is bullying others with its power. Our sect has always been respectful and dignified. We cannot bear such a bad reputation!"
He stepped aside and made a gesture to make way.
"Please go first!"
Yin Biyue could no longer draw his sword.
If Duan Chongxuan's words were a long way around, it implicitly expressed "You're ugly, you pass first."
Luo Mingchuan clearly said "You are weak, so you are right".
Xihuafeng diplomatic representative plus Cangyashan diplomatic representative - how did these two people with MAX language ability get together? !
For the first time, Yin Biyue deeply felt that "talking nonsense is justice".
Having said that, if the Baopu Sect were to do anything more than this, it would seem a bit hypocritical.
Because... they have already given way! No matter what they say or do, it's all unreasonable!
He Lai bowed, said, "See you later", turned around and left with the people of Baopu Sect.
After the Baopu Sect's people walked away, Luo Mingchuan walked in front again.
Yin Biyue and Duan Hualao walked together and asked in confusion, "Master really said that?"
Duan Chongxuan said confidently,
"I have only seen Master's portrait. Who knows if he ever said that?"
Yin Biyue found himself speechless again.
He even dared to fabricate the words of the Sword Saint. If he was born in the Northern Imperial Capital...
You dare to fake the imperial edict. Sooner or later, you will be checked!
The trees shade the sun on the mountain path.
The disciple in the green robe said unwillingly, "Uncle He, are we just going to let this go?"
He Lai, who had been silent all the way, smiled with satisfaction after hearing this.
"Cangyashan has now fallen to the point where he can only vent his anger with his mouth. What is there to be afraid of?"
As soon as this was said, someone immediately echoed, "That's right! Let's wait and see at the flower-picking meeting, Uncle Master will teach them a lesson!"
Someone else asked, "Is that guy in a black cape with a hood covering half of his face really a disciple of Xihua Peak? Why doesn't he look like a good person to me?"
The disciple who had the earliest dispute with Luo Mingchuan replied, "Oh, I didn't believe that the three of them were really from Cangya Mountain, but as soon as that person came out, I knew it was right! Half a month ago, the spy arranged at the foot of Cangya Mountain sent back a letter saying that someone at Xihua Peak had a problem with his practice and his hair turned white overnight! I think it was the one who was hiding it just now!"
The others showed a look of understanding, and one said, "This will inevitably cause a great loss of cultivation. I really don't know why he still comes to pick flowers!"
The disciples of Baopu Sect were chatting and laughing, walking forward in high spirits.
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Duan Chongxuan doesn't like to show off his eloquence, he just doesn't like to suffer losses.
The environment he grew up in taught him that no matter whether he was talking or doing something, he should never let himself suffer any loss.
Luo Mingchuan also doesn't like verbal disputes, but he believes that there is no need to use force if things can be solved with words.
Even if it's just words, you can't allow others to bully you.
They stick to their own principles and don't care how they appear to others.
The more Yin Bi thought about it, the more she realized that she might not have the chance to draw her sword before the Flower Folding Meeting.
But he still had some questions that he didn't understand, "Is that guy called He Lai very famous?"
Duan Chongxuan looked at him in surprise, then smiled proudly.
"Fourth Senior Brother, you should ask this to his face. It will definitely make him spit blood!"
Yin Biyue really didn't know. Even though he had read all the classics and files in Lanyuan Academy and knew the history of the origins of various schools, he didn't know what new geniuses had appeared in the past hundred years.
I only know that there is a 'Wind and Rain Sword' in Qinglu Sword Sect, Zhongshan, because it is so famous.
Duan Chongxuan then asked, "Do you know the 'Seven Masters of Baopu'?"
Yin Biyue seemed to be thinking about something. "It seems that I have heard of him. Is there someone called Lin Yuangui?"
Duan Chongxuan felt that the other six could spit out a robe of blood.
But he still patiently explained the confusion to his senior brother, "He Lai just now is the fifth of the 'Seven Masters of Baopu'."
Yin Biyue suddenly realized.
But if the fifth one is like this, what about the remaining two?
Duan Chongxuan continued, "Among the seven Baopu disciples, four are spiritual practitioners and three are martial practitioners. Lin Yuangui, who is ranked first, is just like the eldest brother in Cangya Mountain. The other six all have a peculiar view of cultivation that their lifelong ideal is to become famous and make a name for themselves... Sometimes I feel that the Baopu Sect only wants to make up the number of people, so they let the six of them be as famous as Lin Yuangui."
The chatterbox has started to be unable to stop.
"What kind of logic is this? More people means victory?! Then I can gather thirty-six heavenly warriors and seventy-two earthly demons in Cangya, a total of one hundred and eight heroes, wouldn't that be enough to crush the cultivation world?! If I were Lin Yuangui, and was put together with those six people every day, I would have deserted the mountain and betrayed my master long ago!"
Yin Biyue wondered how much hatred Hualao had for Bao Puzong...? !
He immediately understood that the Baopu Sect, which had always been the runner-up, had always been sarcastic towards Cangya Mountain. Most importantly, it was said that the Sword Saint had a bad relationship with the Baopu Sect.
Sword Master, another Sword Master.
Every time Yin Biyue thought of this cheap master, he felt conflicted.
He didn't know why the Sword Saint, who had been wandering outside for many years, sent a message asking his eldest senior brother to accept a disciple on his behalf and accept him into Xihua Peak.
But he glanced at Duan Chongxuan who was immersed in his complaints...
No, he had no idea what the Sword Master's criteria for accepting disciples were!
When talking about the Sword Master, one thinks of the Dean. It is said that the two are close friends.
There are so many outstanding students in the school, why did he choose me to work for him?
Is it the mutual attraction between the villain camps?
Tsk, the way big shots act nowadays is always confusing.
The more Yin Bi thought about it, if he had a resume, it would definitely be written like this:
My name is Yin Biyue.
I am a villain.
I love practicing, I love practicing sword skills, I love thinking, I love whoever I love.
I am the man who is going to be the ultimate villain.
You can insult me, but you can't insult my ideals in life.
You can doubt me, but you can't doubt my professionalism.
The protagonist has a golden finger. Wherever he wants to go, the whole world will make way for him.
I have the aura of a fierce villain. I will kill gods and Buddhas if they stand in my way.
I am Yin Biyue. I speak for myself.
Ugh, so salty!
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