(Chapter 78) Humility

August, fifteenth, Mid-Autumn Festival, Jiangnan, Hangzhou.

A drizzle in the morning had just stopped, and the smell of grass in the stream in the air seemed to be filled with some water.

Outside Tianyu Inn, there were many heroes from the world gathered. They were heading out of the city and Meizhuang in groups.

"Junior Brother Hu, Junior Brother Hu." Qi Qinggui seemed a little enthusiastic about this "acquaintance junior brother" who had just joined Wudang. "In the future, if you don't understand or have difficulties, come to me, and I will protect you. You are now the youngest disciple among my master's disciples."

Hu Boran looked at this enthusiasm, but it was obvious that the "Senior Brother" who was at least four or five years younger than him had no choice but to say anything, but he could only say something. He could only shout "Senior Brother" in his mouth. When he first entered Wudang, he had to get to know these senior brothers and sisters earlier this morning and get closer. What's more, there is.

Hu Boran thought about looking at the white figure in front of him. If it were her in the past, she would feel excited and burst into tears when she watched the hem of her skirt flying. But now, he had no thoughts about this. Thinking about the previous, Sister Lu felt a cold wind blowing towards his words and deeds, which made him shudder.

In the morning, it was just dawn. He was tired after running around for several days and just woke up. He was told by the senior brother Yi, who looked good-tempered, that they agreed to accept him and join Wudang. The first step of his current plan with Yu was finally completed perfectly, but before he could be happy, he was called out by the senior sister Lu.

Hu Boran looked at the senior sister who looked cold and looked like she was keeping others from a thousand miles away, but still couldn't hide her beautiful appearance. She couldn't help but smile. Before he could answer, he poked the elbow hard with the umbrella in his hand. The pain was unbearable, and he wailed unconsciously.

But who knew that before he could scream, the acupoints were sealed by the person in front of him and could not make any sound. Then, the pleasant but unfeeling words came: "I can listen to the master and forget the bastard things you did before, but you must also remember that from now on, you are my disciple of Wudang. Master gave you to me for training and told me that except for not hurting your roots, bones, meridians, other beatings and scoldings are all up to me. You must know that Master is taking the master to accept disciples, and my seven masters are the masters of my seven brothers and sisters.

The famous Taoist Master Songfeng of Wudang, and I think you are not very talented, and I probably have no way to go in practicing martial arts. But no matter what, you can't lose your chain too much, which will damage my reputation. Secondly, I, Wudang, is a famous and upright sect in the world, and there are not many rules of the sect, but if you violate the rules of the sect or deviate from the chivalrous way, I will definitely cut off the meridians of your whole body, and then expel them from Wudang and wander around in the world." After that, he used the umbrella handle in his hand to untie Hu Boran's acupoints, then turned around and left, and ignored it. Hu Boran was already twitching in pain.

"Junior Brother Hu, Junior Brother? What's wrong with you? Is it because I didn't eat breakfast?" Hu Boran's thoughts were pulled back to reality by Qi Qinggui's noisy words. He moved his eyes away from the white skirt in front, turned around and replied to Qi Qinggui: "No, nothing, the food is very good, thanks to Senior Brother Qi for his concern."

Qi Qinggui had a smile on his face, as if he was very satisfied with the title of "Senior Brother". He patted Hu Boran's shoulder, who was a head taller than him, and reminded him: "Don't think about anything, follow it tightly, get lost, senior brother is not responsible for finding you back."

Hu Boran smiled awkwardly, then followed closely. He asked Qi Qinggui next to him carefully: "Who is the master with strange eyebrows who is walking with the eldest brother and holding the eldest brother's hand?"

"Shhh," Qi Qinggui stopped him, "I dare not talk nonsense. If I let the fourth sister hear it, I have to preach to you again."

After hearing this, Hu Boran had to remain silent with unwillingness.

Not long after, the group left Hangzhou City in a mighty manner and walked on the road outside the suburbs. Qi Qinggui approached Hu Boran and whispered: "Junior Brother Hu, I will tell you quietly. The master who had been walking with our senior brother before was the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Pochen. I want to get along well with Shaolin Sects in Wudang. As Shaolin, Master Pochen and Master Pochen are the ones who are talking about Wudang this time, there is nothing strange about it."

Hu Boran nodded, and Qi Qinggui was still unsatisfied and said to Hu Boran: "The leaner master next to Master Pochen is the first seat of Shaolin Luohan Hall. Master Posuke. I heard from Senior Brother Xinzhi that one of the disciples who participated in the Jianxiu battle for the first place in Shaolin this time was Master Posuke's first disciple, Senior Brother Xinyuan."

Hu Boran also asked at this time: "Senior Brother Qi, the team on the left side of the Shaolin Sect is mostly women, is it the Emei Sect?"

"You guys have good eyesight. Since the founding of Master Guo of the Emei Sect, they have always valued girls over men. The masters or elite disciples in the sect are also women. Among them, the one who has a close personal relationship with Senior Brother Ling, who has never met before, is Senior Sister Cheng, the only disciple of Wuwei Shenni, the former head of Emei. "As he said, he winked, he looked at the place where Cheng Yuxi was, "the two senior sisters behind Senior Sister Cheng, who carried a long sword on the left and right, are the two sword servants under Wuwei Shenni. As for the one who walked to the left of Uncle Posuary, they are the current head of Emei, Master Wuhui. The two masters behind him who looked very fierce are her disciples. The one who hung the sword was the eldest disciple Jingyue, and the second disciple Jingbai who held the whisk."

Xiao Yun walked in front of the Wudang team, looking at the Shaolin Sect on the left and the people from Emei on the other side, and thought to himself: "In terms of the number of people, Shaolin and Emei sects have not many people this time. In comparison, my Wudang Sect doesn't seem too powerful." As he said, he looked back and saw that Qi Qinggui was talking to the new junior brother Hu, and let go of his heart and said: "Fortunately, I have the seventh brother here, so I can make a joke, otherwise it would be a bit worrying to just hand him over to Junior Sister Lu to get along with him."

The knights of the three sects of Shaolin, Emei and Wudang went to the banks of West Lake and Gushan Meizhuang. Along the way, they also met many disciples from other sects attending the meeting or some famous seniors.

On this side, Qi Qinggui still talked endlessly about these martial arts sects to Hu Boran, but he had little experience and many things were said to be plausible. In the eyes of experts, it was a bit ridiculous.

When Qi Qinggui was hesitating for the fourth time, Nangong Aolan finally couldn't listen and joined the words of the two young disciples: "I met before, the people dressed in wealthy families were the Han family in Luoyang. The iron pipa master of the Han family has been famous for a long time. I heard that the head of the family had once faced with the head of the Songshan Sect, but did not fall into a disadvantage." Speaking of this, he met two teams again, and the head of the head of the Songshan Sect was headed by a monk and a nun. He went forward to greet the abbot of Pochen and Wuhui Master and the Master Wuhui Master. Nangong Aolan said: "These two are the abbots of Qingliang Temple in Wutai Mountain and the Master Tianxin Temple in Bijia Mountain. They are very popular in the Buddhist lineage."

"I dare to ask if it's a good friend of Shaolin, Emei, and Wudang sects?" The two fast horses in front ran closer, and the passenger immediately dismounted and asked.

Xiao Yun and the others looked at it. They were wearing Huashan School costumes, each with a "Qian" and a "Qi" embroidered on their left shoulders. The visitors were two disciples, Lu Qianxiu and Jiang Shaoli, who led them into the city yesterday.

Xiao Yun replied: "Senior Brother Lu, Senior Brother Jiang, it's us, we are destined to meet again."

Lu Qianxiu replied, "It's not a fate. Master sent me here to wait for the heroes of Shaolin, Emei and Wudang. It's only a few miles away from Gushan Meizhuang. I'll ask a few of them to follow my brothers in an orderly manner."

"Amitabha, two junior nephews, please lead the way." Abbot Pochen replied.

Qunhao followed the Wuyue Sword Sect's guided disciples to Meizhuang Gate one by one. At this time, the Meizhuang had already arranged it properly. The Wuyue Sword Sect's disciples were full of energy and looked very energetic.

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