The two of them gathered their eyes and their eyes changed slightly. Lin Luo actually felt that they were familiar with Han Fei. And from Han Fei's eyes, Lin Luo saw the same doubt.

"President Lin, I was fortunate to hear Gao Lu on the road just now. Will the Legalists really control the overall situation in the future?" Han Fei slapped his lips with two faint beards, looking mature and very elegant.

Lin Luo laughed and covered up his embarrassment: "I just gave some humble opinions and could not count them or count them."

"But I think what Chief Lin said really makes sense. It's better to set up a tea shop at night and sit with Chief Lin to discuss the story." Han Fei said sincerely.

Han Fei, this is a trendsetter in the future. The three Legalists combined into one in his hands, and even opened up an supreme dynasty for Qin. Perhaps it is worth a visit.

Lin Luo changed and stood up and closed his hands: "Since Mr. Han Fei sincerely invited him, Lin Luo must go to the meeting."

A hint of joy appeared on Han Fei's face and replied, "Then Han Fei should prepare everything and chat with Master Lin at night. If you still have something to deal with, I won't leave much, so I'll say goodbye!"

"Sir, go slowly!"

After Han Fei left, there were no outsiders in the room. The disciples began to chatter and report what they saw and heard to Lin Luo. The scene was like a group of children walking into the zoo, pulling their parents to be happy on the left and curious on the right. Lin Luo suddenly called him to feel a sense of being a father.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, just talk slowly one by one." Lin Luo had a smile on his face, and he suddenly felt that everything was worth it for these disciples.

Chen Long is a great disciple. He saw the grandeur of the Saint Sage Village and admired the saint's remains. He lost his past calmness and became lighter. "Master, we visited the Saint Sage Village separately. The disciples were fortunate to meet Mr. Zisi, the descendant of Confucius, and also talked to Mr. Zisi and the riverside hand to talk to Mr. Zisi."

Zisi, Lin Luo naturally knew that the grandson of Confucius was the favorite disciple of Confucius Sheng’s high-level master Zeng Shen.

"I had a look at the portrait of Confucius when I was young. When I first met Mr. Zisi, I thought it was Confucius's coming again!" Chen Long said excitedly, dancing with his hands. After all, being able to have such contact with the descendants of the saints is definitely one of the rich experiences in life for children who are not yet crowned.

"Where is Zheng'er?" Lin Luo asked, because he also saw joy on the face of the second disciple. Zhao Zheng was strict with himself and kept a posture at all times. Now, he was so excited that he even forgot the attitude of the noble.

"I found a sword mark containing sword intent on the cliff behind the mountain without a man!" Thinking of the sword mark, Zhao Zheng was still very excited now, as if it was an extraordinary thing.

"The sword marks split a mountain into two sections, revealing a deep abyss and ravines a hundred feet deep. Later, I was fortunate to meet an old Confucian gentleman who was enlightened there. The gentleman told me that the sword intent was left by Meng Sheng when he pioneered the Ren Dao Sword Technique, and there was a great opportunity!"

A sword split the mountain in half, and a hundred feet of abyss appeared, which had the power to change the world. This was the ability of a saint before the Void climbed to the Immortal Platform, which was so terrifying!

"The senior who can sit there and study Meng Sheng's sword intent is definitely not an ordinary person."

Zhao Zheng nodded and said, "That senior is the disciple who is the most proud of Meng Sheng, Mr. Wan Zhang. He was attracted by the sword intent and realized the benevolence and kingly meaning of the sword intent. The cliff turned into thousands of troops and horses, and rushed towards him. If the old man had not driven me out of the sword intent, the disciple might have been injured."

Zhao Zheng expressed what he saw and heard, and the flush on his face gradually faded, which shows how uncomfortable he felt along the way.

Zhu Pengtao was surprisingly not taking the lead. Huangfu Shaoming stood up and blushed and said, "I ran to Baihua Creek and got lost. I fell asleep while sitting. Then I met Mr. Han Fei and found everyone to come back together."

"Where have you gone, fat man?" Lin Luo asked with a smile.

"Yes, Fatty, you are such a smart guy, you must have visited many places, right?" Chen Long asked.

Zhu Fatty is famous for his wit and Lingyun Sect. Even Qishan County knows that the four disciples under Chief Lin have made many plans.

Zhu Pengtao had a dark face and thought for a moment: "I'd better not say it!"

The abnormal reaction made everyone interested. Huangfu Shaoming, Zhang Chong and Li Jiangnan pulled Zhu Pengtao and asked him to continue talking.

Seeing that everyone was looking forward to it, Zhu Pengtao was very calm and calmed down: "I only have one! If I say you can't laugh, whoever laughs, I will turn against you!"

Everyone nodded with their faces tense.

"That's right. I watched the three words "Sage Tower" carved on the huge stone in front of the Saint Tower. Suddenly, a sloppy man beat me up indiscriminately. His fist is so big!" Zhu Fatty's face turned into a pig's liver and made a fist.

"Then I told him that I was a disciple of Lingyun Sect and came here to visit. Then the sloppy man said, "Is your master Lin Luo?" I nodded, and then was beaten up again indiscriminately. I said, Master, have you offended Confucian people before?" Zhu Pengtao cried. It was a sunny day. When he was visiting, he was suddenly grabbed and beaten up twice. It was not easy for anyone to be angry.

Lin Luo and Yu Yunxin looked at each other and laughed first. When the disciples saw the master laughing out loud, they laughed in a voluptuous manner, and Ximen Chuxue's cheeks also turned red.

"Master, you can't do this, Master, you can't laugh, Master, you can't laugh, what's so funny about you all stop!" He just said someone to laugh, but the master laughed first without giving him face, and the disciples naturally followed the master's footsteps.

Seeing that everyone was laughing unrestrainedly, Zhu Pengtao gave up on resistance and sighed: "What's the matter? I'll be beaten when I go out."

Lin Luo coughed twice and stopped laughing: "Zhu Xiaopang, if your teacher tells you who the person you hit you is, you will definitely not complain."

As expected, Zhu Pengtao was attracted by the words of his master and no longer complained.

"The man who beats you is Mr. Zilu, a disciple of Confucius, who once praised his innocent heart and regarded it as his own."

Confucius personally passed on his disciples, treating them as if they were born, and they were innocent.

This series of words emerged, and Zhu Pengtao was indeed stunned.

After a long time, Zhu Pengtao patted his thighs and looked like this: "I just said, it's true that it's indiscriminate when you hit someone, it's really a 'nude heart'!"

Lin Luo comforted: "Then you think, in the future, you can say that you have never defeated a hundred moves under Mr. Zilu. If you say it, you will have a good face!"

“What the master said is reasonable and well-founded.”

Everyone laughed and said, "Chuxue, where have you been?"

Ximen Chuxue's crystal-clear eyelashes flashed slightly, and she returned: "I found a place to sit at will."

Everyone didn't ask much. Ximen Chuxue's personality has always been so quiet and worry-free in the world.
Chapter completed!