Chapter 197 Cang Ling Sword Discussion (XII)

()    After Feng Bujue and the others followed Lin Chang up to the second floor, the good show in the morning came to an end. However, the discussions of the various martial arts circles would not stop there. Feng Bujue's way of appearing in the martial arts world was absolutely shocking. It can even be said that he made the martial arts practitioners in Cangling Town forget the original intention of coming here for a period of time.

Who is Feng Bujue? What kind of martial arts did he practice? How could a person in his twenties have such magical skills? When was the Broken Sword Tea House established? Is it really just a small sect? Or is there a bigger organization behind it? What about the skills of the other four people besides Feng Bujue? And so on and so forth... Of course, on the second day, with the occurrence of major events one after another and the gradual approach of the duel time, people's focus shifted to other places.

Let's not talk about these for the time being, let's go back to the morning of this "first day".

After Feng Bujue and the others were invited upstairs by Lin Chang, the people from Wanxialou were very embarrassed. They had to sit back in their original seats, lower their heads and drink wine, and not talk about the current situation.

Gongsun Qian originally wanted to humiliate the other party to get back some face, but he didn't expect that the other party would speak wildly without hesitation, and then showed a unique internal skill that made people speechless.

Looking at the mocking eyes from Ji Tong's table in Bafanglou from time to time, Gongsun Qian was really angry, and soon he got up and left the lobby of the inn.

Just as he was about to go upstairs, Ji Tong said to him again: "Brother Gongsun, don't forget to deal with the body of that dog bastard, so as not to leave it in the inn and dirty my home."

"Hmph!" Gongsun Qian snorted coldly and did not respond to this provocation. What happened today is not a great shame, it's over. If he had a conflict with Ji Tong again at this time, it would be like Gongsun Qian was angry and lost his superior demeanor, so he just endured it.

As he went upstairs, Gongsun Qian whispered to the senior disciple behind him: "Take your junior brothers and take Wang Ao's body to the mountain to bury it while no one is paying attention."

"Yes, disciple obeys." His disciple replied.

"Hey." Gongsun Qian seemed to have thought of something, and added: "Go through the back door..."

"Yes...disciple understands."

…………This reopened Cangling Inn has obviously been renovated and expanded, and the area is twice as large as when it was abandoned many years ago. The inn has four floors, and there are indeed many rooms. There are more than 50 rooms upstairs and downstairs, divided according to the sky, the ground, and the entrance, and then arranged according to A, B, C... The furniture and decoration in each room are also slightly different.

The situation in Tongqiu County has been mentioned before. Due to the negotiations and stagnation in Tongqiu, the large groups of the major sects basically took the main road to Cangling on the same day. After entering the town, they naturally found that the inn was short of rooms.

It is impossible for a sect to occupy 20 rooms with the head and 20 disciples, right? In that case, as long as the disciples on the second floor of the first mansion move in, the inn will be full.

So after discussion, the sects decided to distribute "fairly".

Although Wanxialou was powerful, they occupied a total of four guest rooms in the end. The head and his wife occupied one room, Gongsun Li occupied one room, the two most senior disciples occupied one room, and the five apprentices occupied one room (of course, after Wang Ao's body was disposed of, the five disciples became four), and the remaining ten disciples could only live outside the inn. They had to be available when the head had orders.

Similarly, the Eight Directions Building also occupied four rooms, and then the three sects and four schools, each of which had only three rooms. As for the other miscellaneous sects, they had at most two rooms. Some of the heads of the third-tier sects had to get together with three or five people to get a room in the inn, and their treatment was not as good as that of the eldest disciples of the big sects.

Compared with these people, lone travelers like Lu Shan, who had a good status and kung fu in the martial arts world, had a great advantage. As long as they came early, martial artists of their type could occupy a guest room alone.

At this moment, Feng Bujue and his group followed Lin Chang to Room No. Yaozi C, which was also one of the best rooms in the inn.

On the eve of this duel, only seven people came to the Ye Mansion, except for the Six Swords of Flower Shadow, and Ye Hai. But these seven people occupied the seven best rooms in the inn.

The Ye Mansion was different from those other sects. As the sect of the Sword God Ye Cheng himself, and the supreme master of the martial arts world, they did not need to discuss this or that rule with other people in Tongqiu. To be honest, even if the people of the Ye Mansion booked the inn and did not allow outsiders to stay, the people of other factions would have nothing to say.

In the final analysis, this duel was a private matter between Xie San and Ye Cheng. They had never invited anyone to watch the fight. It was only because the news leaked that so many people came. This bunch of miscellaneous people from the rivers and lakes came uninvited to witness the shocking battle. The people of the Ye Mansion did not charge you for the tickets and did not ask you to get out. That was already polite. "Fair distribution" is your business, and the people of the Ye family do not need to participate.

"Young Master Feng." Lin Chang introduced to Feng Bujue after entering the room: "These three are all my junior brothers and sisters."

At this time, three people had already sat in the Yaozi C room. They were obviously waiting for the arrival of Feng Bujue and others.

"This is the owner of Fengliao." Lin Chang turned to his three companions, pointed at the players and introduced them one by one: "That one is Feng Furu, and the other three are also heroes of Pojian Teahouse."

Lin Chang's few words were considered an introduction, and then someone immediately spoke.

"I am Miao Shaoqing, the Sword in the Bamboo." The speaker was a man in his thirties, gentle and handsome, with a scholarly temperament. He was wearing a black brocade robe, and his sword was leaning against the side of his chair. The "Sword in the Bamboo" looked like an ordinary bamboo about one meter long. It might be credible to say that it was a dog-beating stick, but if it was a sword, people might not even be able to tell which side was the hilt.

Miao Shaoqing ranked fifth among the Six Swords of Huaying, and he was the youngest among the four swords present, so he took the lead in clasping his fists and greeting Feng Bujue.

"I've heard a lot about you..." Feng Bujue said with a smile. In fact, the line in his mind was: I feel like there are so many strange names to remember... "Qiu Lan Sword Su Chang."

"Epiphyllum Sword Ye Mu Han."

The next two people who introduced themselves were both female swordsmen. They didn't say "I am here". Perhaps they felt that it was not appropriate to use this title in front of Feng Bujue, a junior, with their status.

Qiu Lan Sword Su Chang ranked fourth among the six swordsmen. She was 26 years old. Although her appearance could not be called stunning, it could be called good. She was very small. It was estimated that she was only about 1.5 meters tall when she stood up. The size of her bust was very disproportionate to her height. It was really like a jade-like silk dress, with snow-capped peaks. Even if she was wearing a beige tights with a high collar, it was difficult to hide her proud curves.

The Epiphyllum Sword Ye Muhan looked a few years older than Su Chang, with an undisguised female temperament. She tied her hair like a man, had rough skin, and even spoke in a rough voice. Of course, it was not difficult to tell whether she was a man or a woman, after all, she had no Adam's apple. Although her appearance was heroic, compared with Master Jibu, she was indeed more feminine.

"Hello, two ladies." Feng Bujue also returned the greetings one by one.

The other party had introduced themselves, and Xiao Tan and the others had to at least report their names out of politeness, "Well... I am Wang Tanzhi, I don't have a nickname..."