There were many people waiting for Wushanhe, so Wushanhe went.

It took him not much time to leave Wen Jianping and go to the mountain road, but during this period, Meng Jin had already separated the crowd and walked towards the back mountain. The road to the back mountain and the road down the mountain was the same, so he would meet Wu Shanhe later.

Many disciples followed Meng Jin. Although they didn't know that Wu Shanhe would go down the mountain, they just followed.

But what you want to come will not come after all.

Wu Shanhe, who was going down the mountain soon met Meng Jin who was walking on the mountain road.

This is the third time that the two Jianshan masters met before the time they went up the mountain.

The third time we met was on the mountain road, with sword trees on both sides of the mountain road. At this moment, the skylight had illuminated the entire Jianshan Mountain. When the breeze blew, it was a little cool. Looking at this, it seemed that winter was coming again.

Autumn is short, winter is not long.

In the eyes of monks, in fact, whether it is spring, summer, autumn and winter, it is only a very short time, and it passes in the blink of an eye.

Wu Shanhe stood above the mountain road and saluted Meng Jin seriously, "Master's move today, Shanhe is grateful."

Meng Jin didn't say anything, just glanced at Wu Shanhe.

Wu Shanhe straightened up, looked at the disciples behind Meng Jin, and then said, "Master, please wait for a moment."

Meng Jin really stopped and never left again.

Wu Shanhe raised his head, looked at the disciples in the distance, and asked calmly: "What do you have to say?"

There was silence on the mountain road. What did they have to say? It was nothing more than that you, Wu Shanhe, are not suitable to be the head of Jianshan, and you just want to give up the position of the head. However, when you ask this, people suddenly feel that you have some more details.

Then, who dares to say anything?

But the situation is already like this, so it is naturally impossible for no one to speak.

"The headmaster, my disciples think that the old headmaster's battle today has shown that the old headmaster is probably more suitable for the Jianshan master now. If the headmaster understands the truth, he should give up the position of Jianshan master. This is the best arrangement for the headmaster of Jianshan."

The man was not very old and was just a teenager, but when he said this, many people nodded, thinking that what he said made sense.

When Wu Shanhe was the head of Jianshan, many people were unwilling to do so, but they were suppressed because of Shengjing before. But now that Shengjing is dead, there is no more suitable candidate for Jianshan than Meng Jin, so the problem of Wu Shanhe has been revealed again.

The realm is not enough, the person is too young, and he does not make much contribution to Jianshan, which are all problems with Wu Shanhe.

These are the reasons why they think Wu Shanhe cannot become the head of Jianshan.

Wu Shanhe looked at these disciples on the mountain and said calmly: "You all think I shouldn't be the head of Jianshan, so you are coming to force the palace today."

"Do you know that this situation has never happened in Jianshan's history, and no Jianshan sect has ever been forced to hand over Jianshan."

Wu Shanhe said: "This Jianshan was handed over to me by my ancestors. Do you think it's natural to ask me to hand it over?"

When Wu Shanhe said these words, he looked a little helpless and felt even more sarcastic.

It is actually very sad that a Jianshan leader was forced to do this.

Wu Shanhe looked at them, and they were also looking at him, without saying anything, and they all knew what they were thinking in their eyes.

They wanted Wu Shanhe to hand over the position of Jianshan as the head of Jianshan, and Wu Shanhe asked them if they really wanted to do so.

Wu Shanhe withdrew his gaze and fell on Meng Jin, asking calmly: "Master Master is the highest-level person on this mountain. It is understandable that he wants to be the head of Jianshan. However, after all, this Jianshan is mine, and it is not what Master Master wants me to give it. But Shanhe wants to ask Master Master here, is it necessary to have this Jianshan?"

Wu Shanhe's voice was very low, only he and Meng Jin could hear it.

Meng Jin was silent for a moment, and then said, "Since that's the case, you can retreat."

This is Meng Jin's attitude. This is the first time he has expressed his attitude from the mountain to now. This is to make things clear.

Things are actually no different from being clear or not, and in the end, someone still needs to solve it.

Wu Shanhe stood at a high place, Meng Jin stood at a low place, Meng Jin took a step forward, Wu Shanhe was forced to take a step down.

Sweat beads began to appear on his forehead, and a subtle sword energy had already appeared on the mountain road.

This is the power of a swordsman climbing the tower, which is not comparable to that of ordinary people, not to mention that Meng Jin is one of the most incomparable existences among the swordsman climbing the tower.

Wu Shanhe gritted his teeth and said, "I can give you anything else to the master, but I won't give you Jianshan, let alone if you give this Jianshan, it may not fall into anyone's hands, so I won't give you."

Wu Shanhe raised his head and was about to say something when another voice sounded on the mountain road, "I don't know what you are doing here."

The sound is very lazy, and it makes people feel weak when they hear it. It is like the owner of the sound. After hearing it, you will know what kind of person he is.

Many people's eyes turned to the owner of the voice, which was a sloppy middle-aged man. He stood on the side of the mountain road, looked at the swordsmen, and said calmly: "I don't know what you are gathering here to do to force the palace?"

The person coming was Chen Sheng.

Everyone knew him because he was the lawyer in the mountains. He controlled the rules on the mountains, although he had never been to take care of the rules for a long time before.

But now he is here, no one can underestimate him. From another perspective, Chen Sheng is the last person on this mountain except Wu Shanhe and Meng Jin. He is the disciple of the previous head sect and Wu Shanhe's uncle. He could have been the head sect, but he didn't want to.

Now that he is out, everyone wants to know what he wants to say and do later.

So everyone looked at him.

Chen Sheng said calmly: "I want you to leave here now. If you don't listen to me, it will be handled by the mountain rules."

He did not say anything meaningless, nor did he come here to discuss it in a long way, but instead used his identity as his command to get them away.

His words soon caused riots here, and many voices soon appeared.

"Uncle the lawyer, there is something on the mountain now, how can we let go? Even if you are the lawyer, you must not be unreasonable."

This is the voice of most of the three generations of disciples.

Chen Sheng looked at them and asked again: "Since you want me to reason, then do you reason? Let's get together to make the head abdicate, is it just reasoning?"

Chen Sheng's words sounded a bit reasonable, but they still couldn't stand it at all. Any recommendation of the head coach was because Wu Shanhe was not suitable to be the head coach of Jianshan, not because of other things. It was an unreasonable thing for him to leave, so no one would listen to him.

Chen Sheng looked at them and said again: "I am not a reasonable person. If you don't listen to me, I will use a sword to compete with you."

Chen Sheng is a swordsman in the Spring and Autumn realm, and his sword is the best in the world. Apart from Meng Jin's realm, the realm of this mountain is higher than that of him, no one can match Chen Sheng, whether it is realm or swordsmanship. Even in the same realm, Chen Sheng will not lose, so he has the confidence.

His confidence comes from here.

Chen Sheng spoke, and many of the three generations of disciples began to retreat. Some disciples who originally thought that this was wrong today even felt that doing so was the best choice.

But there are still many people who want to promote this. They stood in the crowd and quickly spoke: "Chen Zhanlu, the sword cannot convince the public. Even if it can, Chen Zhanlu is not the strongest one. Since it is not, he is not the one who can speak."

The implication of this sentence is very clear. If you want them to convince, you must have a strong sword.

Chen Sheng is very strong. He even fought against some monks climbing the tower with the Spring and Autumn realm, but after all, he was still a monk in the Spring and Autumn realm, which was not enough compared to Meng Jin.

Since all this is said, Meng Jin needs to express his opinion in the end.

Meng Jin didn't say anything, but things got to this point, and he couldn't do it if he didn't say anything.

Meng Jin seemed to have difficulty saying: "Xiao Sheng."

This is a familiar name.

When Chen Sheng was worshipping Xu Ji's disciple, except Xie Lu, he was the youngest, so many people called him Xiaosheng, but Meng Jin never called him.

Meng Jin is not a person who likes to talk to his younger generations.

Chen Sheng turned his head, looked at the master standing on the mountain road, and was silent for a moment, and asked seriously: "Does Master must be the head of Jianshan?"

Meng Jin did not avoid this problem and quickly said: "Whether on the mountain or at the foot of the mountain, people need to stand in a suitable position, otherwise it will be harmful to everyone."

Chen Sheng said oh, and he understood.

"I am the ruler of Jianshan. I said that the ancestral system cannot be changed. The master wants to be the head teacher. No, who doesn't want to, give me a sword and kill me before talking about something else."

Chen Sheng has a strange temper, but he is more stubborn.

But this kind of stubbornness may not be a bad thing now, at least today.

He looked at those who wanted to speak and said calmly: "There are rules on the mountain, no one can listen."

After saying this, he was not ready to speak again.

On the contrary, Wu Shanhe spoke again, "I am the head of Jianshan. If I don't let me, no one can rob it."

The situation suddenly became very strange.

Meng Jin glanced at the disciples, then looked at Wu Shanhe and Chen Sheng, and then said, "They are all stubborn children, exactly the same as Xu Ji."

Meng Jin shook his head and said, "But it's really not good for Jianshan in your hands. A hundred years later, Jianshan will become smelly and hard."

"I'm gone and can't wash it. Why not wash it now."
Chapter completed!