Qingjiantang.

This hall was created by the owner of the Burial Sword Mansion, Xunxianke. It is also located in the center of Liuyue Villa. The lobby is open in the sky, and it can accommodate a huge pool inside, which can accommodate hundreds of people to watch the ceremony together. Since the Liu family entered Junshan, the sword-clearing ceremony at the five-year conference was held here.

"I didn't expect that Junshan not only looked beautiful from the outside, but also had a unique world inside." Scholar Jingyue tied the folding fan on her waist and looked at the entire Qingjian Hall from afar. "Ren Gang Master, why didn't he fight for this place when the Jianjian Villa was buried? After all, the master Liu Manor, less than ten years after entering Junshan, was called the three major sects of Jiangnan with you and Fenghuamen."

Duan Duancheng looked at Duan Xuyu next to him and touched the mustache on his lips, "Our Yanyuwu is a wharf. For hundreds of years, our ancestors have been born to the lake and relied on water to eat water. Even if this place is a hundred times more magnificent than ours, Yanyuwu will not leave Yanyuhu Lake and leave the home we rely on for survival."

"I didn't expect that Nephew Duan Xian was so knowledgeable. The hearts of your grandfather and your father made me admire him." Ren Yueqing had walked to the two of them at some point.

"Uncle Ren, Miss Ren." Duan Duancheng saluted respectfully.

Ren Wangsi didn't seem to have expected Duan Duancheng to salute her, so he didn't react for a moment and smiled stiffly. Ren Yueqing looked at her with great disgust and cursed angrily: "It's so embarrassing!"

"Everyone, here we come." Liu Zangfeng, dressed in willow clothes, stood directly in front of them, but his eyes remained unchanged from Ren Yueqing.

"Why are you okay with the Lord Liu?" Ren Yueqing curled his lips, "I heard that you are in Luoyang now and have become a success. I am curious how the great hero who guarded Yaguan back then would be willing to become a hawk in the court today?"

Liu Zangfeng glanced at him lightly, "Go to the hall to chat."

Ren Yueqing snorted coldly, took a few steps and turned to look at Ren Wangsi, but found that she was still in place and did not move. "What are you doing when you stand there? Is it better for a cripple to walk faster than you?"

Liu Zangfeng in front suddenly looked dark, "Ren Sect Master, you really should take good care of your tongue."

Ren Yueqing felt a little nervous when he heard this. In his impression, Liu Zangfeng was just a master who was immersed in swordsmanship and was only concerned about trivial matters. It was not him who was in charge of the mansion in the mansion, but Lin Huaiman. At present, this man who has always been cares about anything regardless of whether he is concerned about it or not. Could it be that...

Ren Yueqing suddenly laughed and walked to Liu Zangfeng with big strides, "Brother Liu, this shouldn't be."

Liu Zangfeng looked ahead and replied coldly: "What?"

"This is not your usual style just now. You have repeatedly rescued my little girl in the past few days, right?" Ren Yueqing sneered, thinking that she had seen through everything.

Liu Zangfeng stopped, "What do you want to say?"

"Do you want to take a little girl as your concubine?" Ren Yueqing laughed in a low voice.

Liu Zangfeng suddenly turned his head and looked at Ren Yueqing coldly, which scared Ren Yueqing to the point of being cold.

"The Lord of Qingjiantang is here!" A loud shout made the audience quiet.

"Cangfeng." Lin Huaiman walked up to him.

"Madam." Liu Zangfeng instantly calmed down and looked at Lin Huaiman with a warm face.

"You seem to have some small dispute just now." Lin Huaiman looked at Ren Yueqing inadvertently when he walked to Liu Zangfeng, and then nodded at Duan Duancheng who saluted respectfully. "For ten years, the three major sects in Jiangnan have been in the same spirit, how can they play house with children like they don't like each other?"

Liu Zangfeng didn't seem to want to give Ren Yueqing a way, "This Ren Sect Master, everyone has a daughter. If you trample on your daughter's innocence and dignity, then you are really a father."

Duan Duancheng nodded, "Mrs. Liu said. As for the owner of Manor Liu." At this point, he thought for a moment, "Although I don't have a daughter, I can't empathize with this matter, but I think owner Liu is right."

Scholar Jingyue also sneered and agreed, "Ren Master, you are the leader of a sect. You must set an example in this kind of thing."

Even Duan Xuyu nodded.

Ren Yueqing said disappointedly: "What Master Liu said is very true."

Ren Wangsi looked at Liu Zangfeng's back with curious eyes, as if separated by a fog. For some reason, she felt something in the dark, but she couldn't tell what it felt.

After Lin Huaiman hesitated slightly, he immediately smiled, "Everyone, it's very windy outside, please come into the hall." When she turned to Qingjian Hall, she saw two familiar figures and couldn't help but have a headache.

Soon, they had already stepped into the Qingjian Hall.

There were many disciples of Liu Yue guarding the Qingjian Hall, but because Liu Zangyue broke the sword with a sword rain, and the iron swords in the village were sold out, most people held wooden swords. However, it did not require too much vigilance. There were many martial arts masters who participated in the sword-clearing ceremony, so there were no need to worry about the offense of those who were ill-behaving. There were dozens of long tables in the hall, and many people were already sitting among them drinking tea. But what surprised some people was that Lin Huaiman, who valued the rules so much, was a little late.

"It seems that this sword-clearing ceremony will be different from previous years." Qing Yin, the elder of Wudang Mountain, guessed.

"The competition is different from previous years, and this ceremony is also different from previous years. Is there something big going on?" Mo Haochen, who was hanging his Taoist robe, yawned. Although he had recovered from the battle with Gu Jingyao, his eyebrows lost the previous agility.

"Who knows?" Qingyin sighed.

"I always feel like I'm going to meet an old acquaintance today." Mo Haochen suddenly said suddenly, "I don't know who it was?"

"Oh?" Qingyin touched his beard.

"It was Tiandao Zhenxuan who told me." Mo Haochen touched Tiandao Zhenxuan on his waist, "Because this person is also its old acquaintance."

"Here's coming." Ling Huaifeng, who disguised as a young master of an ordinary family and was actually the Prince of Liangyang, King Xiao, could not control his excitement and touched the long box in his hand tremblingly. A few days ago, he witnessed the young masters' low-level competition and the heroic soul sacrifice that was not inferior to that of the national mourning. Unfortunately, he could not empathize with these for some reasons. However, after hearing from the Prince Jing, he could take the sword in the box to personally participate in the sword-clearing ceremony and personally receive the baptism of the Lord of the Qingjian Hall, which made him look forward to the beginning of this ceremony.

The man in the white robe who was at the same table with him did not look up, but looked at the jade in his hand silently, not knowing what he was thinking about.

In the dark corner, almost no one noticed two people sitting here because they were two young people. Even though one of them was amazed by the competition a few days ago, they were still unknown after all, and they were still extremely inconspicuous in the huge world.

"Senior Sister." Luo Feiyu, who had put on Gu Jingyao's human skin mask, breathed a sigh of relief, holding the sword bag tightly in his right hand.

"Don't worry, senior sister is here." Liu Zangyue put her hand on Luo Feiyu's shoulder, "Even if this is not for the sake of the master, I will definitely help you with the few calls you called to me before I was about to go to jail. Don't worry."

Luo Feiyu was stunned. He didn't dare to say that he actually wanted to curse Liu Zangyue's marriage, but he really had no strength to say the first half of the sentence. He wiped his cold sweat and immediately changed the subject, "The ceremony seemed to be about to begin."
Chapter completed!