Chapter 1000 Hao Yang

Back then, everyone knew that Cang Yun was beaten half to death by King Chi Xiao. Although many years had passed, it was still a hot topic for many people in the tavern. This made Taiji Sect, known as the largest sect in Yanluo Country, somewhat embarrassed. After all, Cang Yun was now the deputy leader of Taiji Sect. Having such a shameful past was the biggest stain in his life and a shame that could never be erased.

As Cang Yun's direct disciple, Li Juncai was naturally very unhappy about his master being almost beaten to death by King Chi Xiao. Whenever he heard someone mention it, he would be furious. Although no one mentioned it this time, looking at King Chi Xiao's tombstone also made him very unhappy.

"Hmph! A person seeking fame and reputation, if I, Li Juncai, was born in the late ancient times, I would definitely be more glorious than Gu Tianlang!"

Beside him, Lan Xingyu reminded him not to talk nonsense, after all, many people from the Chizitou Meishan Branch were here, but Li Juncai did not listen to his advice. Not only did he not stop talking, but he spoke louder, as if he was deliberately speaking to the people of the Meishan Branch.

"Juncai, what nonsense are you talking about."

Elder Xu Mu of Taiji Sect shouted: "How can you be so presumptuous in front of the king's tombstone." After that, he apologized to Elder Qinghua and scolded Li Juncai for being young and ignorant.

Elder Qinghua shook his head and just smiled, not taking it to heart.

Faced with Elder Xu Mu's rebuke, Li Juncai did not pay attention, turned around, and pretended not to see it.

"I hope Elder Qinghua will not mind. Juncai was spoiled by his master, so he is so disrespectful to his master." Elder Xu Mu glanced at Li Juncai and sighed, "Young people nowadays really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."

Xu Mu is a senior elder of Taiji Sect. He has experienced the crazy era of ancient times. Naturally, he knows that the king of Chixiao's dominance of the world was definitely not created by the times, nor by luck, but by real skills, real ability, and real courage. When he taught his disciples, he often talked about this matter. The purpose was to let those talented geniuses know how to be humble and not be arrogant.

He taught again and again, but unfortunately there were very few disciples who could listen.

If possible, he really wanted to bring those disciples of Taiji Sect back to the ancient times, so that these ignorant disciples could also experience that crazy era, to see whether the King of Chixiao was really created by the times, or whether he relied on luck. Apart from other things, how many people could do it when the King of Chixiao swept the seven major sects of the four major families in Yanluo Country? How many people could fight head-on with the masters of the Immortal Dynasty? Not to mention whether they could, who dared to do it?

When the King of Chixiao swept the seven major sects of the four major families, Elder Xu Mu had the honor to witness the whole process. Until now, when he recalled it, his heart, which had been silent for a long time, could not help but tremble violently. The madness of the King of Chixiao was definitely the best in the ages.

Moreover, what he admired most was that the king at that time was not a king, but just a boy in his early twenties, but he dared to confront the four major families, seven major sects and even the Immortal Dynasty head-on. Now look at the disciples of Taiji Sect in their early twenties. What else can they do besides relying on their luck to show off all day?

Thinking of this, Elder Xu Mu couldn't help but sigh again.

Sigh that young people nowadays are spoiled, spoiled by the era of creation in the past and present when all things are revived and destiny is coming.

At this time.

Another unhappy voice came, saying: "I wonder who is so arrogant, it turns out to be the two direct disciples of Taiji Sect."

A man appeared in response.

The man was only wearing a pair of trousers, bare-chested, revealing solid muscles, looking very powerful. He walked from the crowd of Meishan Branch, as if he had just arranged the formation, and still had some unused spirit stones in his hands.

This man's name is Haoyang.

The son of Benlei, the current leader of Meishan Branch, is also Liuyue's brother, and is also the disciple of Master Heifo.

Haoyang's reputation in Yanluo Country is very big, compared with Li Juncai,

and even Lan Xingyu, which is more or less related to his identity as the disciple of Master Heifo. However, to a large extent, his reputation is all earned by himself.

He is a man who is good at fighting, iron-blooded and powerful. He also serves as the commander of the Yanluo Kingdom's Royal Guard. It can be said that he holds military power. In recent years, almost all the guys who have caused trouble in Yanluo have died under his sword.

More than ten years ago, he killed the earthly immortals and evil demons with one sword, and he is still praised today.

"You dare to speak so arrogantly under the king's tombstone." Haoyang threw the spirit stone on the ground, picked up the wine jar and gulped down a few mouthfuls, saying: "Li Juncai, I think you are itching for trouble."

"What did you say!"

Li Juncai's eyes were fierce. As a direct disciple of Taiji Sect, he was not afraid of Haoyang.

"What's the matter?"

Haoyang picked up the towel and wiped the sweat off his body, and said indifferently: "Want to fight with me?"

Li Juncai was about to say something, but Lan Xingyu stopped him, stepped forward and said: "My junior brother didn't mean that, brother Haoyang, please don't be offended."

"Learn from your senior brother in the future. His ability is much greater than yours, but in terms of arrogance, he is far less than one tenth of you."

"Hmph!" Li Juncai snorted coldly, and when he saw Elder Xu Mu and Elder Qinghua coming over, he said nothing.

"When did Brother Lan come out of seclusion?"

Compared to Li Juncai's arrogance, Lan Xingyu seemed calm and steady, and also unpredictable. Haoyang also knew that among the Taiji Sect's direct disciples, Lan Xingyu's strength could definitely be ranked in the top five.

"I've only been out of retreat for a few days."

"If I remember correctly, you've been in retreat for quite a while, right? Eight or nine years?"

"Nine years."

"That means you've been in retreat since the destiny came." Haoyang was tall and strong, with a broad back and strong waist. He didn't look that particular, and didn't look like the commander of the Yanluo Kingdom's imperial guards at all. He sat casually on the ground, drinking wine in big gulps, and said, "You didn't come out of retreat earlier or later, but you just came out before the temple fair of the Yanluo Kingdom's anniversary ceremony. What's the matter? You want to join in the fun at this year's temple fair."

"Brother Haoyang, you think too much."

"I heard that all the disciples in retreat in your Taiji Sect have come out this year, and it was the Sect Master who let them go. Is that true?"

"Yes."

Lan Xingyu didn't hide it. There was nothing to hide.

"So, Mu Dongsheng has also come out of retreat?"

Mu Dongsheng is the chief disciple of Taiji Sect, the Sect Master's direct disciple, and the person who got the little destiny nine years ago.