Chapter 525: The Glory and Domination of the Ritian Sect in those Years
The melodious and melodious Xiao sounded throughout the manor, and in the mist, a dreamlike woman, with her slender fingers flying and white clothes fluttering, was like a banished immortal. Descend to earth.
A group of colorful butterflies flew from nowhere, dancing around.
Like a beautiful picture!
Until the song ends and the beauty is gone, the lingering sound lingers for a long time.
Xin Zhuo thought about it for a while, and found out that this woman's level was very high, at least he couldn't tell her level.
The landlord is also the Supreme Elder?
On the side, Shangguan Fan Qing was mesmerized by what he heard. It took him a while to come back to his senses. He shuddered, adjusted his bun, and said: "Is there such a woman in the world? It's just... we happen to be Here we are, she happens to be playing the flute. Is there such a thing as coincidence? Is she deliberately observing us? "
"Brother Shangguan, I'm afraid I'm thinking too much."
Li Wumian straightened his clothes and smiled calmly, with a look that clearly felt that the fairy must look at him twice, he is experienced. , just like the master's wife, senior sister and several sisters in a certain town back then, he always had a charm that outsiders could not understand.
Yi Wan opened his eyes wide and said: "Sister Zhao Yizhu plays the flute every day at this time, rain or shine, it has nothing to do with you."
"Zhao Yizhu? What a good name!"
Shangguan Fan Qing waved his sleeves, cupped his fists and saluted: "Brother and sister, please allocate dormitories and prepare a table of good food. The three of us are starting to get started. How much should we pay homage to the ancestor?"
Li Wumian also said: "That makes sense!"
Wan Wan blinked desperately, you looked dissatisfied just now, why have you changed your gender now?
Duan Dapeng, on the other hand, was stroking his beard, looking enigmatic and confident.
……
Night falls.
Ritian Sect, Zhongwu Hall.
Duan Dapeng took Xin Zhuo, Shangguan Fan Qing and Li Wumian to offer incense to the Patriarch. As soon as they stepped into the palace gate, the three of them were shocked——
There are thousands of tablets from top to bottom. The one at the top is naturally the Ritian Sage. Below him are three people in the Yuanji realm, 12 people in the five realms of heaven and earth, 39 people in the Hunyuanxu realm, 80 people in the Lingtai realm, and 80 people in the Yangtai realm. There are one hundred and fifty real people, eight hundred Yinxu people, and more than two thousand people in the Earthly Immortal Realm!
The densely packed memorial tablets, although scrubbed clean, still give people a sense of thousand-year longing and unspeakable sadness.
Worshiping the ancestor is obviously sacred. Duan Dapeng cannot make up nonsense, nor can he prepare it in advance to fool people. It is completely meaningless.
So, was the Ritian Sect really glorious back then?
After three incense offerings and nine kowtows, Shangguan Fan Qing's mind wavered and he asked Duan Dapeng: "Where have so many masters from the sect gone? Why are there just the two of you?"
"To be exact, I'm the only one!" Duan Dapeng changed his previous careless and unreliable attitude and shook his head: "Forget it! Let's go eat!"
Although Xin Zhuo and the other three were confused, they were not good either. Get to the bottom of it.
When we arrived at the side hall "Siyun Hall", a bowl was already placed on the table for a moderately sumptuous dinner. Old hen soup, mountain mushrooms, truffles, river fish, pork, and ten steamed buns were just the amount. Too little, obviously a bowl found out.
Xin Zhuo suddenly understood why Duan Dapeng said that three disciples were enough. He was afraid that if there were too many people, the food consumption would be too much and he would not be able to feed them.
Shangguan Fan Qing and Li Wumian looked at each other. It didn't matter. They were used to being hungry, so it was just enough to be full. They just coughed and said: "If the fairy doesn't come, we have no intention of eating or drinking!"
"Pfft——"
The little Loli laughed out loud after finishing her bowl, and whispered: "Sister Zhao Yizhu doesn't eat, she only eats wild fruits and drinks flower dew!"
"Unexpectedly ...Treat yourself so badly?"
Li Wumian had a solemn look on his face, "Even if I die soon, even if I look down on life, I still won't allow such a simple and lovely girl to be so unloving. I will go and deliver her food!"
Pick up the old hen soup and three Steamed buns, I want to go out.
"What the hell..." Shangguan Fan Qing was dumbfounded: "Shameless! It's really better than the old!"
"Wait a minute!"
Duan Dapeng stopped him Li Wumian stroked his beard and narrowed his eyes: "The Supreme Elder has a bad temper and doesn't like to get close to others, so don't ask for trouble!"
"That's wrong!"< br>
Li Wumian looked like he had a different opinion and said: "People are like iron, and food is like steel. No matter how bad your temper is, you still have to eat."
Duan Dapeng said leisurely: "The last time Xiaowu Dao flourished, I I took in a male disciple. This man wanted to please the Supreme Elder, but he was beheaded by the Supreme Elder with a sword. His head is still hanging on the Crescent Moon Gate in the backyard. Side!"
Li Wumian was startled for a moment, then returned to the table calmly and put down the chicken soup: "Eat it while it's hot!"
After eating a few pieces of steamed buns, he ate half of the food. Li Wumian had already picked up Duan Dapeng's hand-made Shaodaozi wine jar and drank from it. Shangguan Fan Qing and Duan Dapeng also exchanged cups for cups.
There is absolutely no emphasis and restraint that a sect should have.
Xin Zhuo took a sip of the wine. It was not very good, too astringent and bitter, so he had to push it aside and lowered his head to feed Xiao Huang. His heart had already flown to the entire manor, and he needed to sacrifice all the spirits at once.
At this time, Shangguan Fan Qing said with drunken eyes: "Senior brother, you must tell us the truth. What is going on with the tablets in the martial arts temples? We are very worried!"
"It's rare for junior brother to value his master's inheritance and the rise and fall of his sect so much." Duan Dapeng said with emotion on his face.
Shangguan Fan Qing interrupted: "No! I just think that if there is danger, I will take my second brother to run away and calculate the ball."
Duan Dapeng was startled for a moment and cursed in a low voice. In one sentence, he said: "To be honest with you fellow juniors, regardless of the current splendor and magnificence of the Eighteen Sects, they are all juniors in front of our Ritian Sect!
Our Ritian Sect used to sit on the Nine Peaks of the Dragon Vein of Bailing Mountain. At its peak, there were literally tens of thousands of disciples, and it could be called an ancient immortal sect.
In the whole world, no one is disrespectful, and no one dares to provoke him easily! How beautiful was it then? well! "
"What happened next? "
Li Wumian was also aroused with strong interest. He stopped drinking wine and burped.
"Later..."
Duan Dapeng sighed: "I can only tell you that our Ritian Sect has provoked a family that should not be provoked, and it is only a branch of that family in our small world.
That is a huge thing. The disciples recruited by the Eighteenth Sect, regardless of their divine bodies or ancient bloodlines, are only second-rate. Compared with that family, alas, you’d better never know about it!
In short, Patriarch Ritian and Shi Five disciples and thousands of disciples were almost killed in one battle, but only one disciple survived by chance.
What a pity, this disciple managed to survive until the last great martial arts era and brought his sect with him. The sect is gradually improving, and a group of sects are coveting the mountain sect. My great master, master, master and three hundred fellow sects are dead again."
Li Wumian said in surprise: "So you are the only one left! One person? ”
Duan Dapeng sighed: "That's right! I was the only one left, and I picked up a bowl. In that battle, I fought with eighteen people for three days and three nights. It was like a river of blood. I was outnumbered, and the main gates were blocked. Feng was still robbed, and only this courtyard was left. In order to repay the debt, it was mortgaged to the Supreme Elder. Now our Ritian Sect is half-borrowed and half-rented!"
Li Wumian was stunned: " So miserable! Could it be that the name is too overbearing and it’s too late?”
Duan Dapeng was stunned for a moment and took a sip of wine: “That makes so much sense. It’s just the name left by our ancestors, it’s hard for us to change it, what do you think?”
The question is about Xin Zhuo and Shangguan Fan Qing!
“When I talk about the ball, it’s really two-faced and clever!”
Shangguan Fan Qing stood up and pulled Xin Zhuo: "Second brother, let's go! This place is ominous!"
Duan Dapeng laughed and was not annoyed: "Are you afraid of death? It's already so miserable, who cares? We? We are the safest now!
Stay, I will teach you a lesson tomorrow. I faked my death and lived for two to three thousand years. Everyone from the emperor to the ninth grade warrior knows this. , are all small, don’t you want to avoid detours?
And what about the decisive battle with Xianwu?”
Shangguan Fan Qing turned back, sat down, and raised his glass. : "Brother, head, let me go!"
Xin Zhuo glanced at Duan Dapeng and felt a little curious.
(End of this chapter)