Chapter 440 Shenhuang Sect
Li Si'an stared at the sky dumbfounded, feeling that his face was swollen.
There is really such a person...Does he have nothing to do?
Zhao Changhe sometimes feels that the Book of Troubled Times is specially used to slap people in the face, or is deliberately stuck in a bit of bad taste. After all, its reporting time is not necessarily right after the incident... It seems that he is watching what happened over there. I heard you guys were talking nonsense, so I deliberately suppressed it and waited until you finished talking to say this.
Just like when I looked down on my eldest nephew, The Book of Troubled Times was like deliberately stuck at that time to show you what it seemed like, a big wave comes and a gentleman is not prepared for it.
Li Si'an just said that he didn't know how Han Wubing was doing today, but the Book of Troubled Times told him that Han Wubing was still the same.
It fits my stereotype of a blind man and he is full of bad things.
But this time Zhao Changhe was very proud. He just said whether he believed Han Wu Bing or Han Wu Bing, and the Book of Troubled Times proved it.
This is not only proof that I trust Han Wubing, but also proof that this world still has a bright light in my heart. There is always something to remind me of my original intention... Yue Hongling, Han Wubing.
Who says you can’t be a teenager...Lao Han is not young either~
Zhao Changhe took off the wine bottle, gestured to the sky, and said loudly: "Thank you, brother!"
Then he took a big sip and rode forward: "Let's go, how long will it take to get to Emei? Can we stay overnight tonight?"
Li Si'an followed up with his head bent: "The convoy can't move fast. It will take a few days. You can either hurry up and go first. You may be able to make it there tomorrow. Wait for me in Emei."
Zhao Changhe rode away: "See you at the front then!"
Li Si'an couldn't help but shake his head and laugh when he saw that Zhao Changhe was suddenly so full of energy and energy.
Likewise, if a friend has been looking for an assassin for half a year, and then gets stuck in the middle of the road when the other party is about to find him, he will become pale and his blood will boil.
…
In Zhao Changhe’s impression, Emei always has a relationship with girls.
After all, it has the same pronunciation as Emei Mo Mei. When martial arts masters write about the Emei sect, they often refer to it as a girl sect, such as Guo Xiang and Zhou Zhiruo’s Emei sect.
However, Emei is a holy land of Buddhism, so in the novel it can only be a group of masters.
And Emei in this world has nothing to do with Buddhism, but the gathering of men who exercise like Shenhuang Sect, and with the name of Emei, the atmosphere is a bit shaky.
Very early on, Zhao Changhe was not familiar with this world and did not know where the Shenhuang Sect was. He thought that Situ Xiao was a Yanzhao tragic man... Otherwise, when he saw Situ Xiao, he would have asked him how long he could use a gentle eyebrow. I know if I will be beaten.
It was noon the next day when we arrived at Shenhuang Sect, but the heat of Beginning of Summer could not be seen here, and it was still as cool as spring.
Zhao Changhe temporarily removed his disguise from the royal road, restored his true appearance, and climbed the steps along the mountain road. Along the way, you can often see men going up and down the mountain. They all glared at Zhao Changhe as he came up, as if seeing a tall man like Zhao Changhe, he was subconsciously comparing the muscles of the two of them.
Since Zhao Changhe was still wearing the Confucian shirt that he pretended to be Wang Daozhong, and his face did not show any flesh, the men looked at him for a long time and felt that his arms were thicker, so they nodded with satisfaction, held their heads high and left.
No one asked Zhao Changhe what he was doing here, highlighting his casual nature. Anyway, if you want to join the sect, you have to ask the disciples of the mountain sect. If you are just enjoying the scenery outside the mountain, what is there to ask?
Because no one in the world dares to come to Shenhuang Sect to look for trouble... There is no such young man. It must be Xia Longyuan who came in person, or the barbarians from the north defeated him...
The number one sect in the world and the fifth most powerful supernatural power on the Heavenly List, this title is no joke.
At the mountainside, there is a mountain gate standing with simple big characters: "Shenhuang."
This is also a sect that traces ancient supernatural powers, and it is probably the only sect in this world that is famous for body training... The way of body training is so majestic that the body can carry swords, the arms can move horses, and it can be played with secret pokes and pokes. Internal strength is more in line with men’s muscular aesthetics.
Hmm, the Blood God Cult actually counts, but it’s not famous enough. Leader Xue is a bit famous personally, so let’s not even mention how he got there...
The gatekeeper disciple looked at Zhao Changhe who was walking towards him, looked at each other, and bowed forward: "Could it be that you are Blood Shura Zhao Changhe?"
Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "Yes, is Brother Situ here? An old friend is visiting. Please pass the message."
“Well, Senior Brother has been away from the sect recently and has been traveling. He said that the idiot who was better than him before is now ranked higher than him and he can’t bear it.”
“…you don’t need to repeat it in such detail.”
"I don't care how many rows he can make. What I'm saying is that I'm not a fool...forget it." Zhao Changhe said helplessly: "Is Sect Leader Li here? I was asked to bring him something." The gatekeeper was stunned. , his expression became serious, and someone immediately rushed to pass the message.
Not long after, he ran back and said, "The sect master invites Young Master Zhao to meet him at the guest hall."
When he spoke, his expression became much more respectful, allowing the sect master to entertain the guests in the reception hall seriously. Is this a junior who is talking to the senior brother?
I've seen ghosts. Most people are considered to be grandmasters and are among the top 100 in the world. It is impossible for their sect leader to be so cautious... Believe it or not, even if he comes to the king's way, the sect leader may shut him down?
Zhao Changhe smiled and followed his disciples to the sect.
Everywhere along the way there were shirtless men working hard, holding stone chains and lifting them up and down. It always made Zhao Changhe feel like he was in an ancient version of the gym... Unfortunately, there was not a single girl. They were exactly the same as the Blood God Cult and could not be seen from top to bottom. woman.
It's really strange. You guys who are exercising, don't you have nowhere to vent your energy, and you need to talk about the harmony of yin and yang in love?
Perhaps he was very experienced and knew what the guests were surprised about. The disciple who led the way smiled and said: "We have no women, don't look at it. How can any woman join this kind of mountain gate and become a body full of tendons?"
“It’s not like there aren’t any… there are still female men…”
"The main reason is that we don't want to let go of Yuanyang lightly, as it will affect our physical training. For the sake of moral integrity, the sect leader simply does not accept female disciples."
"I understand..." Zhao Changhe sighed: "Poor, I thought Situ Xiao was so dissolute, that's all? How do you vent your energy?"
"Well…"
“Besides, doesn’t it matter if you drink too much wine? I also like to drink a few sips, but Situ’s alcoholism has reached the level of an alcoholic. Isn’t that great?”
“It was actually used for physical pain and analgesia at first, but later I became addicted... Anyway, with my senior brother’s strength, alcohol has no harm to him, so it doesn’t matter. Our sect leader also loves alcohol.”
"Pain..." Zhao Changhe felt more and more that the nature of the Shenhuang Sect was similar to that of the Blood God Sect...
As he spoke, he had arrived in front of the reception hall. When he looked up, he saw a middle-aged man with an awkward appearance standing outside the hall with his hands behind his hands, looking at the lively martial arts field in the distance.
The leader of Shenhuang Sect, Li Shentong.
Judging from appearance alone, Li Shentong is not much different from an ordinary old farmer. He is not handsome and can even be considered a bit ugly. His complexion is bronze, his clothes are simple, and his hands and feet are calloused. It's just that his face doesn't have the wrinkles and sorrow of old farmers. It's full of heaven and his eyes are so majestic that it makes people forget about his simple appearance and clothes, leaving only the awe-inspiring majesty that pierces the soul.
With lightning-like eyes falling on Zhao Changhe, Zhao Changhe couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body, as if he was being stared at by a fierce tiger when he had not yet completed his cultivation.
Yuxu seems to have said, "Li Shentong is even more irritable"...Why are you so irritable to a junior like me?
But Zhao Changhe did not avoid this shocking gaze and looked at each other calmly.
With this invisible pressure, the disciple leading the way couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, bowed, and hurriedly retreated.
As the disciple retreated, Li Shentong's pressure suddenly dropped, and he showed a smile that he didn't know was a smile: "Not bad, he is a man."
Zhao Changhe said: "Senior, what does this show of power mean?"
Li Shentong said nonchalantly: "Just to see what kind of opponent can make Situ unconvinced and energetic... When he was Qianlong, before him, Chi Li, Yue Hongling, and Cui Yuanyong, Situ always sneered when he mentioned them, saying they were not thin. Monkeys are women, and they will be broken sooner or later. Now when it comes to you, you will be a fool, and then you will walk around with a solemn look and say that you may not be able to handle it...I have never seen Situ like this."
Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh or cry: "This guy, I said he was a friend, but he has been treating me as my opponent for a long time."
"For you, those who are qualified to be friends are originally opponents. When you were on good terms with Yue Hongling and Cui Yuanyong, did you have any intention to surpass them?"
Zhao Changhe said calmly: "Yes. Including when I fought against Situ...Langya, he was using his skills to fight me. I was thinking, sooner or later, I will beat you even if you don't use your skills."
"That's it. It's precisely because of this spirit of competing with each other that martial arts flourished." Li Shentong didn't care and turned around and entered the hall: "Come in and sit down... You said you brought me something?"
Zhao Changhe followed in and took out a gourd of wine: "This is what Senior Yuxu asked me to bring to Sect Master Li in Kunlun four months ago."
Li Shentong took the wine gourd, sat aside and looked at it for a moment, then smiled and said, "Does he have any other words?"
Zhao Changhe said honestly: "He asked the sect master if he would take it after drinking it."
As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I suddenly woke up.
These two are also friends who are secretly competing with each other.
(End of this chapter)