Chapter 653: The stars disperse, the white mist is blinded

After the war ended, Meng Jin had a brief fatigue on his face, but he soon hid it.
Facing the influx of Jianshan disciples, Meng Jin did not speak. According to his identity, realm and life experience, he did not have to speak when facing these young swordsmen.
He is also not interested.
It's just different today. He stood in place with great patience, looking at the disciples who came in, and when they were all in front of him, Meng Jin's expression eased a lot.
"The old master teaches that kendo cultivation is hard to find in the world. This answer to the sword really opened everyone's eyes."
The swordsmen of Jianshan have both second-generation and third-generation disciples, but most of them are third-generation disciples. These disciples have not been up to the mountain for a long time, and their realm is not high. Naturally, they are not very determined, and they are easily talked about by others. Will stir the mind.
As someone spoke, the atmosphere here suddenly became strong. In the crowd, I don't know who shouted, "Since the old master of kendo is so brilliant, if he doesn't come out to preside over the overall situation, then Jianshan will encounter this kind of thing again. ,How to do?"
How to do?
It can also be said to do it like today.
But how can it be like today every time.
"Please old master in charge of Jianshan!"
Among the crowd, one person knelt down in public and was quickly recognized. This was the swordsman Yang Li on the mountain. He knelt on the mountain road and said to Meng Jin: "I implore the old master to take charge of Jianshan. Only then can there be true glory!"
His voice was loud, spread up and down the mountain, and his expression was extremely sincere, so that people could not see the slightest falsehood. This was his thought, there was no problem.
Meng Jin did not speak, but there were already many people on the mountain path frowning. To make Meng Jin the Sword Mountain Master, there might not be many problems, but one problem is enough.
That is, there is already a headmaster on this mountain, and there shouldn't and can't have a second headmaster.
Perhaps it was said that if Meng Jin was to regain control of Jianshan, Wu Shanhe could only retreat from this position.
For Wu Shanhe, this kind of thing is difficult to do.
Chen Xuan was standing on the mountain road. What happened in the sword house before, completely flooded into his mind at this moment. Although he was not the first disciple of Jianshan, he was the most loyal in nature. Hearing such a saying, when he walked out The crowd looked at Yang Li who was kneeling, and said angrily: "Yang Li, you and I are both gentlemen who teach these disciples kendo. How can you be like that? Jianshan still has a master, how can you nominate an old master to take charge of the sword? Shan, you are doing this to make the old head teacher into a state of injustice."
"Can you still be a teacher like this?!"
Chen Xuan looked at Yang Li, his entire face was full of anger. He looked at the disciples on the mountain path and said solemnly: "Sword Mountain has an ancestral system, although it is not set by you and I, but since everyone has become Jianshan Disciple, these things should be observed. If anyone does something that violates the sword mountain ancestor system, he should go down the mountain as soon as possible and practice any swords. I am afraid that he is not even worthy of being a human being!"
As soon as Chen Xuan said these words, the crowd nodded to Wu Shanhe's swordsman, but soon someone walked out and looked at Chen Xuan and said: "The ancestral system is naturally worthy of respect. The rules tens of thousands of years ago were put to restrain us now. I am afraid it is still a bit wrong. Besides, how the mountains and rivers were like back then, and what are the mountains and rivers nowadays, is it true that it is the same?"
"The ancestral system is here for
To make Jianshan better, but if the ancestral system hinders the development of Jianshan, what do you think, should this ancestral system be changed? "
After that person said these words, someone quickly responded: "It should be so. The ancestral system cannot control the current Jianshan. The old master teaches the swordsmanship to be so high and fights back strong enemies for Jianshan. In any case, he should be in charge of Jianshan. Besides, the old master was the master of Jianshan in the past. This time it is normal to take over Jianshan. There is nothing wrong with it."
"Everyone, we are all for the good of Jianshan, for the good of the swordsman, and it is clear that we want to come to the head of Wu to teach. Today we went to ask the head of the head to teach. The head teacher is also a reasonable person, and naturally knows what to do."
Before the voice was over, the speaker didn’t wait for everyone’s reaction, so he pushed aside the crowd and moved towards Wenjianping. He wanted to be determined and there was nothing else that could stop him, but the person who started talking did not. Not so, Yang Li knelt on the ground and looked at Meng Jin and said, "If the old master still refuses to agree, Yang Li will die here today!"
Seeing that Meng Jin didn't respond, he had already drawn his sword out of its sheath at this moment, and he was about to put it on his neck soon.
Meng Jin beckoned slightly, and the long sword drove away and fell somewhere in the mountains without a trace.
But Yang Li couldn't help himself, and gradually many of his disciples knelt down before Meng Jin.
One by one, pious endlessly.
Meng Jin looked at this scene, did not speak, just looked at these disciples, as if it was difficult to choose in his heart.
The atmosphere here suddenly became very quiet.
Except for the swordsman who left before, there are very few swordsmen standing.
The swordsmen kneeling here accounted for almost two-thirds of the mountain.
If people say that there are also people on the mountain, then Meng Jin really is what the people want.
This is really an extremely difficult scene.
Chen Xuan turned his head and didn't want to see this scene. He was a loyal person. He didn't see such a scene happening in front of him, and he didn't see people like those disciples.
He was just thinking about today's matter, it should not be simple, just look at Wu Shanhe as the Sword Mountain Master, how to solve it.
...
...
The mountain road suddenly quieted down. Although this extraordinary thing could not be seen in Jianping, he could guess something.
Wu Shanhe and Yan Le stood on the edge of the cliff, and they had different thoughts.
Yan Le frowned and said: "Things are not the same as we thought. It's a lot more difficult. Who knew that this old head teacher had so many supporters."
Wu Shanhe smiled and said: "Living for a long time is naturally beneficial. What's more, there are many other chess pieces on this mountain, which are temporarily given to Master to use. How can it not be good, how can it not be tricky?"
Yanle touched the hilt of the sword on his waist, felt the sweat in his palm, and calmed down, "If the old master teaches him alone, or if there are not so many people sincerely trying to help him, it can be said that the old master teaches himself. I want to be the Sword Mountain Master, but with so many more people, I can see that there is really some unclear relationship between him and the Three Sects."
"It's just that it's not clear whether it is Taoism or Confucianism."
Yanle rubbed the back of his hand, letting his stiff back of his hand loosen a little, "But the problem is still there, the old master taught me.
The realm is there, and now there are so many disciples to support, as long as the old master teaches his mind, what should I do here now? "
Wu Shanhe said: "What if I don't agree with it either life or death?"
The seat of the Sword Mountain Master is so important. Those who can sit on it, I am afraid it is difficult to let go.
Yanle smiled bitterly and said: "That must be a fight. Fight against the old head teacher, is the head teacher confident?"
Wu Shanhe asked, "Do you think if I fight with a swordsman who climbs the top of the building and stepped into the sea, what can I do?"
At this time, it was no longer the time to make a joke, Yanle smiled, and then said: "In the realm of the master, I'm afraid that I can't stop it with a single move."
There is a Spring and Autumn Realm between the Chaomu Realm and the Denglou Realm. This is a sky moat, and it cannot be passed by ordinary people.
Moreover, looking at the entire history of mountains and rivers, no one can beat a monk who climbs upstairs in the Chao and Twilight Realm. The closest result must be a Spring and Autumn Realm.
Wu Shanhe rubbed his head and suddenly said, "Can Spring and Autumn Realm work?"
Yan Le was taken aback, and then asked: "Can the teacher break through the night?"
"Just say it casually."
Wu Shanhe smiled and looked at Yan Le. If this breakthrough was so simple, then the youngest Spring and Autumn Realm in the world shouldn't be Ye Shengge, but Wu Shanhe.
Yan Le said helplessly: "Besides, even if the head teacher might outperform the old head teacher, he will definitely face criticism afterwards. After all, the old head teacher has done a great job, but the head teacher has never done anything."
Wu Shanhe walked forward a few steps, and then said, "This is a headache. The seat of Sword Mountain Master seems to have to be sent to Master."
Yanle frowned, then lowered his voice and said, "The Master is in this situation, yet he refuses to reveal his trump cards? In such a situation, even if it is not what the Master thinks, it is impossible for the Master to think about it. , Then there must be a way to deal with it, is it fake?"
Wu Shanhe looked at Yanle and said seriously: "I have thought about things, I have thought about the consequences, and I have thought about ways to deal with it, but you can't say that. I only have two meters. You have to let me do it. It’s really hard to come up with a good table."
Yanle was silent.
If this kind of thing is really as Wu Shanhe said, then things on the mountain today will be even more difficult.
Wu Shanhe patted Yanle on the shoulder, smiled, and stopped talking nonsense. He kept a simple and concise sentence, "Soldiers will stop and the water will cover."
But before the words were over, a swordsman came to Jianping.
That person was the one who asked Meng Jin to be the head teacher on the mountain road before. He came to Wenjianping, and after saluting Wu Shanhe, he whispered, "Please teach me down the mountain."
Wu Shanhe looked at him with an indifferent expression, "Why?"
The man looked at the ground with his waist bent, and he whispered: "There is something that needs to be determined by the palm of the hand."
Yan Le interrupted: "Is there something to ask Jianping, let the master go down the mountain, who do you think you are?"
Wu Shanhe shook his head.
The man still bowed his head and said nothing.
Wu Shanhe took a few steps forward and said calmly: "Let's go then."
Some things, if you really can't hide, you can only face them.