The first time I accepted ten disciples was to take in it. This was a very good start. Although I already knew that these were all arranged in advance, Leng Xiaobai was still very happy.

"How is your martial arts now?"

Fang Yan said with some concern that although the level of kung fu does not represent everything, if you do not have the ability to stand firm, it is impossible to compete with those people. Maybe someone in a bad mood will start directly and not say hello.

"If I can barely deal with a master of the grandmaster, I will definitely lose now."

Leng Xiaobai said with a calm face that this was the thing he didn't want to say the least, but facts were always used to face, not to escape. He had no way to avoid looking at his martial arts under such circumstances, and he had indeed regressed.

"We'll adjust our condition recently. We can't make any mistakes with those cunning guys."

Fang Yan handed over the sword order to Leng Xiaobai. The opening ceremony seemed ridiculous. The boss who appeared was a boss that no one in the martial arts world wanted to see. Even the Yijian Sect sect could already be raised in the martial arts world.

"The black and white people have already scrambled into the city, and I still have to deal with it. The Qian family has now started to throw their jars. I don't want to take a mess from them."

Fang Yan rode the black god horse and left. It was a horse as famous as Leng Xiaobai's little red horse. If it weren't for this BMW, he would have to run from Yangzhou City to Kyoto in the shortest time.

"be safe."

This is only what Leng Xiaobai can say. Just as Fang Yan said, there is really no one around him. Perhaps his brother is right at this point, and that is something that a person has countless people under his command.

Leng Xiaobai walked around the yard, and the sword pavilion on the wall to the east was empty. There was no sword in the Yijianmen, and even the weapons were just a stubborn iron spear sent by Tie Shaoqing. Leng Xiaobai pulled out the stubborn iron spear from the weapon stand and played casually in the yard.

He didn't understand the technique of shooting, and the only thing he could say was the skill of the sword. He stopped the gun and stood there. A few people came in outside the door. The few were very familiar but a little embarrassed that they couldn't say their names.

"Mr. Leng, don't you know us anymore?"

The difference between Leng Xiaobai and four years ago is that he has grown taller, while the ten people in front of him have changed drastically. When he heard the name "Mr. Leng", he remembered them. It was a name that only people would shout in Luliang City, Bingzhou.

"Chen Feng, Du Lin, Fang Hong, Tang Feng, Jiang Yi, Liu Sheng, Zheng Zhe, Shen Zhong, Guo Yunjie, Guo Yuntong, are you here so fast?"

Leng Xiaobai couldn't believe that Fang Yan had been away for only a few hours and they had already arrived here.

Several people entered the sword gate together, and in their hands they all held swords of different appearances, except for the last Guo brothers and sisters.

"We learned from our uncle that Mr. Leng is in Yangzhou City. We have been rushing here day and night for several days. It took three days to arrive at Yangzhou City. It was a pity that we missed the opening ceremony of the sword gate."

At this point, Leng Xiaobai didn't feel a pity at all. He even came a little lucky. When they looked at their eyes, they just had just entered the world. Even if they did something, they were just trying to stand up for a passerby. The clearness in their eyes was not yet attached to filth.

"The opening ceremony is just a formality, and the day after tomorrow is the disciple acceptance ceremony. I believe you have heard from your master. If you don't dislike me, what if you are a disciple of my Yijian Sect?"

The invitation from Leng Xiaobai, which was waiting for by Chen Feng and others for more than a day or two. If they hadn't insisted on rejecting it, how could they be willing to wait until this time? I still remember that those who were over the age of the coming-of-age ceremony in Luliang City, or those who had not arrived yet, looked at them with envious eyes.

Not everyone can have the opportunity to participate. Money is a disaster, but who is willing to care about other people's affairs without money?

"A disciple, pay homage to the master."

Hearing Leng Xiaobai's words, the ten people were so excited that they had forgotten the discussion at the beginning that they spoke in unison. After Chen Feng took the lead, it ended like a noise on the street, with Guo Yunjie's childish voice.

Yuan also heard these children's words at the end. He had learned about it before coming here. Leng Xiaobai had his own life and had a Yijianmen as his job. Naturally, their livelihood was not something they needed to worry about.

"Please get up, disciple." Leng Xiaobai stepped forward happily and helped everyone with his hands. He felt that his meaning was not enough. He went to help Chen Feng for a while, and then the few people stood up.

"When the day after tomorrow is your official apprenticeship ceremony, you will be from Yijianmen. Old Pan will explain some of the details behind you."

Leng Xiaobai handed this matter to Lao Pan behind him, and everything was ready, and the rest was to let these "apprentices" understand what to do then.

"Uncle Pan."

Looking at the old Pan behind Leng Xiaobai, Du Lin said first. The old Pan in Leng Xiaobai's mouth was already an old man. Although his hair and beard were not white, he knew he was older.

Old Pan felt nothing was wrong with Du Lin’s name, but Leng Xiaobai, who was about to return to the living room, was a little wrong. Yes, his age was not a few years apart from them, and they all wanted to call Uncle Pan, why did he keep calling him Old Pan?

"Uncle Pan, come back and make two swords for Yunjie and Yuntong. At the apprenticeship ceremony, I want them to put all their swords on the sword pavilion, so that it feels more ritual."

Old Pan was a little surprised by Du Lin's words about Uncle Pan, and was called this by Leng Xiaobai again. He was really surprised. The person in front of him was the leader of the sect, and the man said he would die in the yard. He was the person who could be indifferent.

"The sect leader has ruined me. I am just an old servant and I can't be regarded as Uncle Pan."

Old Pan knelt on the ground in panic, and he was trembling and did not dare to look up at Leng Xiaobai. This scene meant a different meaning in the eyes of Chen Feng and others.

"Old Pan, you've done this a little bit too much."

I just accepted the apprentice, but when I was in a good mood, I was actually here by Lao Pan. What did these apprentices think of me?

Old Pan lowered his head and still didn't dare to lift it up. He listened to Leng Xiaobai's footsteps and walked into the living room, then slowly stood up and pushed it out.

Chen Feng and others also walked in. Looking at Leng Xiaobai sitting in the upper seat, they always felt a little unaware of it. If it weren't for the face that was still the one I saw before, they would definitely think that the person in front of them had been replaced.

"Old Pan was sent by the old man of Leng Mansion. He was also a lonely man in his early years. If he had not met the old man, he had been frozen to death now, and you would have a better attitude towards him."

When everyone heard Leng Xiaobai's words, they still didn't understand. He was the leader of the sect, but he asked them to go better. Could it be that this old man had any special hobbies?
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