Chapter 207 Senior Sister Ranshan
Li Wuxiang looked at her: "You should know how to be the sect leader of the thirty-six sects, right?"
"...Well, I know, I need a post."
"Then didn't you tell Zhou Qinghu about this?"
Zhao Yu stopped crying, wiped the tears on his face with his palm, and pursed his lips: "I told him before. But when I went down the mountain... the eldest brother gave me the silk armor, and I gave me the silk armor to Zhou Qinghu. When he asked someone to look for me, he said that he had a way to turn the silk armor into the treasure of the Shanshan School..."
Zhao Yu mentioned the "silk-wrapped armor" just now, and Li Wuxiang only thought it was an ordinary self-defense treasure. At this time, after hearing Zhao Yu say this, he frowned and asked, "What does silk armor look like?"
"It looks like a shirt made of fine copper wire—"
Li Wuxiang suddenly understood what that was.
To be honest, in his impression, the Shan Sect is poor and broken, not much better than the small families hosted by the casual cultivators in the mountains. But now, after hearing what Zhao Yu said, what a good guy... Ranshan School actually has real weapons! ?
The thirty-six sects and six mystical sects all have their own treasures for sects. It’s like the treasure of the Five Mountains True Shape Sect is the “Five Mountains True Shape Map” that looks like a tablet. Like the seal of the “Five Mountains Treasure”, they were all used by the Emperor of the Five Mountains True Shape when he was alive.
This kind of thing is closely linked to the fortune of the Five Mountains True Shape Emperor and is unique in the world. It is placed in the main hall of the True Shape religion and is called "this weapon".
Make a little bit of material from this tool, use this as a guide, and then use other precious materials to create a similar treasure, which is called a "true tool". The real instrument is closely connected to the breath of this instrument. For the Six Mysterious Sects, it can transmit the luck rules on the magic weapon of this instrument. For Li Wuxiang, it feels like a signal transfer station - the huge Five Mountains True Shape he saw on the coffin mountain is the real instrument.
Then, some ordinary materials are used to refine treasures similar to this and real tools, which are "treasure tools", which are the kind of tablets that Xu Daosheng and other monks use in their hands. This treasure utensil can make disciples more conveniently communicate with the Emperor's true spirit with the breath of the nearby real weapon, and it will be faster and easier when inviting the gods.
However, "treasures" on the Chilian Sect are just a swear word, and they are just called "lingbao".
There are no real spirits available in the thirty-six sects now, but after all, there were them in the past, so there will be differences between this, real and treasures in the sects. Although there is no rules of Taoism on it, after all, the different materials used to refine treasures back then, and the effects of magical powers are also different. For example, the mysterious light mirror he got from Cheng Peixin before is actually a treasure tool called "pointing to the moon's mysterious light".
The "silk armor" in Zhao Yu's mouth should be the real weapon of the Ranshan School of Jinzengzi - it cannot be a treasure. Because if you use ordinary copper wire to weave a shirt similar to a gold wrap, the process is quite difficult, and if you want to make it enough to protect your body, it will be even more difficult. It is impossible for something that has been made through so much effort to give to ordinary disciples.
Just thinking about his arrogant look when he first met Zhao Qi, it was hard to imagine that when he was still on the mountain, he still had the intention of caring for his junior sister.
This incident caused Li Wuxiang to clear the silence in his heart a little, and then asked, "What did Zhao Qi say when he tied silk armor for you?"
Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment, but seemed to think that his question had other meanings, so he frowned and thought about it carefully: "...I couldn't stand it at that time, and I wanted to go down the mountain. I didn't think that Master was dead, because Master's lamp of immortality was still on at that time. I actually felt that Master had really become an immortal... He would definitely not come back if he became an immortal."
"I told my senior brother that I couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to find a way out. He was very angry at the time and told me, "Are you going to leave too?" Master really took a look. I had nothing to say, so I packed up my things and went down the mountain. When I reached the mountain gate, my senior brother chased me and gave me the silk armor, saying that I had no ability and had no brains, so I should take this to save my life... It was originally passed on to him by the master."
Li Wuxiang nodded and looked at her again. Zhao Yu is a rare stupid person, the kind of stupid person who makes people laugh and cry and sulk. However, Li Wuxiang knew that she was actually a victim like Zhao Qi. Compared with Zhao Qi, she was even a perfect victim. She had never harmed anyone, and had been harmed by others.
He sighed, "You haven't eaten much these days?"
Zhao Yu's face turned red and he nodded: "Yes."
"Tang!" Li Wuxiang waved to Tang Qilang not far away with ruthlessly, "Send something to eat - what do you like to eat?"
Zhao Yu quickly said, "Anything is OK."
"Sweet and salty?"
"...sweet? Senior brother, I heard that the snacks in this restaurant are not cheap at all, otherwise..."
Li Wu waved his hand to her, turned around and continued to whisper to Tang Qilang: "You need sweet, expensive, and more, and fast!"
Tang Qilang was a little stunned by his shouting, and then turned to find the clerk of the Chenxiang Pavilion. Watching him walk over and talk, Zhao Yu asked carefully: "Senior brother, then... our Jin Chanzi..."
"In my place."
"Then you..." Zhao Yu looked at him and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Then are you the leader of our Ranshan now?"
"Yes."
"Then can I still come back to Ranshan?"
"If you want to go back, come back. Are you familiar with Ranshan? It's not other things, I mean the houses on the mountain - for example, I will rebuild a Ranshan school elsewhere as it is, do you remember the details?"
Zhao Yu nodded immediately: "I remember my senior brother... Ah, Sect Master, I remember clearly. When I was on the mountain, I often took my junior brothers and sisters to clean up. When they were young and naughty, they ran around everywhere. I also found them back - I remember clearly one hole in the ground and one wall."
"Okay, then you are Senior Sister Ranshan now." At this time, the clerk from the agarwood restaurant came over with a wooden plate and placed the food on the table. Li Wuxiang pointed to the plate on the table, "Eat, you can do your job after you have enough - I guess Zhou Qinghu is going to find it later."
On the plate on the table are osmanthus sausage, jujube paste spiral pattern crisp, eight-petal lotus crisp, iced almond tofu and amber walnut candy. Zhao Yu could not move away after just a glance, but he still said, "Sect Master, Zhou Qinghu's woman's house is--"
"Does that woman have a Yang Shen at home?" "Ah?" Zhao Yu was stunned, looking a little confused, "Yang Shen? No?"
"That doesn't matter, eat your food with peace of mind." Li Wuxiang walked out of the pavilion and walked to the side of several people.
Kong Jingci looked calm, and the other three people seemed a little flustered - especially Tang Qilang.
He thought about the tone and expression of Li Wuxiang when he was talking to him just now, and then he felt even more panicked. Seeing Li Wuxiang standing beside him, he immediately sighed: "Senior, it's not our Tiangong Sect's people..."
Li Wuxiang glanced at him: "Zhao Yu said that Zhou Qinghu had a way to make a real weapon from Ranshan into a treasure of the sect. I don't know much about the thirty-six sects, but I only know that those who are good at this are your Tiangong Sect. After getting along, you can ignore the disciples of other sects. It should be almost the same, right?"
Tang Qilang smiled bitterly: "If it is true, senior, don't be angry at first - to be honest, if I didn't meet senior, I might want to find a sect like Ranshan Sect to let it be controlled by yourself. Everyone is doing this...but this time the things are not done very well. If someone comes later, they are really from our Tiangong Sect, senior, please suppress it first... let me come forward - senior, what level do you want to do?"
"I don't care about anything else, I just need to look at Zhou Qinghu's character."
Tang Qilang was stunned: "Look at the character?"
He wanted to ask again "What does this mean?" when he saw someone entering the front door of the agarwood hall.
Some were a few people who were guarding across the street and led by Zhou Fang, while the other two were new faces.
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A black-hearted master who was wearing a light green satin shirt, not tall, thin, with a long face, and had a few strands of sparse beards on his jaw. He looked about forty years old, and looked like those black-hearted masters who were standing behind the magistrate of Qipin County who had bit his ears and made bad ideas when Li Wuxiang saw in his previous life in film and television dramas.
The other one was much more decent, wearing a thick brocade outer dress, which was looser than a strong outfit and more capable than a Taoist robe, which made him look a little taller. It is hard to say whether this person is in his early twenties or about thirty years old, but after entering the door, his eyes full of brilliance.
The pavilion where Zhao Yu is located is on a small rockery with a height of three steps. When Li Wuxiang sent a few people away before, they stood five or six steps away on the west side of the rockery. Now he also came over, and the few people were slightly blocked by a thin stone.
Therefore, these people entered the door and crossed the screen wall, and did not see them for a while.
The young man in brocade clothes looked around and saw Zhao Yu in the pavilion, and immediately took the people over.
Zhao Yu also saw them, swallowed the things in his mouth, shrank back slightly, and pursed his mouth.
Li Wuxiang guessed that the person wearing brocade robe should be Zhongzhou Qinghu. But when he saw him walking to the pavilion, he stood down, glanced at Zhao Yu lightly, and searched elsewhere with his eyes. But the thin man in his forties walked forward and looked at the woman in his pavilion and sighed quietly—
"Yu Niang, why are you doing this?"
Li Wuxiang couldn't help but frown. What's wrong with Zhao Yu's brain? Is this Zhou Qinghu?
"I had an old disease relapse before, so I asked Zhou Fang and others to come out to find you, but you had to be angry and refuse to come back. Why, I have to come to see you in person?" Zhou Qinghu frowned and shook his head, and sighed again, "You are now like this, and you don't have the cultivation level, and there is a better place than me? You just don't want to think about me, but I also think about me - I met a noble person and wanted to achieve a career like Ranshan, which was what you wanted at the beginning. Why do you have to bet on me and make each other embarrassed?"
He took a step forward and stretched out his hand: "Come on, leave. When we get home for our business, we will close the door and say slowly. There is no need to make jokes here."
Zhao Yu glanced at his hand and moved his lips: "That is your home, not mine."
Zhou Qinghu closed his eyes, let out a long breath and opened it again, and said helplessly: "Do you have to care about this? Okay, when I came, I discussed it with Hui Niang, and she agreed to me to take you over. Are you satisfied with this?"
Li Wuxiang originally wanted to see how the scumbag in this world excused him, but now that he really saw Zhou Qinghu and listened to him, he felt his chest annoyed and stuffy, and he felt very uncomfortable. So he shouted, "Hey."
The young man standing outside the pavilion immediately turned his eyes. Stopped on Li Wuxiang, then slid over, looked at the people around him, with a smile on his face, and walked to the steps: "I was resting in the house and heard someone coming to report that I saw a few disciples of the 36 sects on the street, one of whom was carrying a big sword and a hardcore. I thought, maybe it was the senior brothers and sisters who came back there, right? It's true. Senior Brother Tang, how are the things going there?"
Tang Qilang sighed: "Stern Junior Brother, let's talk about the matter over there later. What's going on here? Why do these people claim to be from Ranshan?"
The third junior brother was stunned and smiled faintly: "I'm thinking of you, Senior Brother, go to Youjiuyuan to do things for the Menghui. I'm not talented, I can't do things for the Menghui, but I can do something for the sect. How--"
His eyes slid over the other people, and while speaking, he raised his hand slightly, "Senior Sister Kong, Senior Brother Lu, Brother Liu, you shouldn't compete with our Tiangong for the legal system of the Ranshan Sect, right? This kind of thing is first come, first served. You really have the intention. It would be better to go to the Chilian Sect to think of a solution - they came a few days ago, and they all claimed to be the orthodox Chilian Sect, but it has not yet been settled."
"Third junior brother!" Tang Qilang frowned and turned to Li Wuxiang, "This one beside me-"
"Oh, I heard them too." The third junior brother turned to look at Li Wuxiang and nodded at him, "Zhou Fang came back and said, "When the leader of Ranshan Sect, Zhao Kui, were you by their side when he died? I heard him say that you said that after helping him restrain his body, he also brought some important things. So, Jin Chanzi is also on you?"
He said this, with a slightly frowning face, staring at Li Wuxiang and looking at him: "To be honest, your skin is much better than Zhou Qinghu, but it is more suitable for him than him. But since you have come here to see me, even if you have a fate, you can't do the Lord of Ranshan, but no matter which sect you were from before, now take out the things left by Zhao Kui, and Ranshan and Tiangong are your choice, just to see if you want to be a chicken head or a phoenix tail."
Tang Qilang spoke at this time and said in a deep voice: "Third junior brother, he is the current leader of Ranshan - Li Wuxiang."
The third junior brother looked at Tang Qilang, stunned for a moment, and suddenly frowned: "Senior brother, do you want to compete with me for this credit in front of outsiders?"
He sneered again: "Okay, I care whether he is Li Wuxiang or Zhao Wuxiang. If I say he is not, he is not--you are unhappy, go and tell the sect leader!"
(This chapter ends)