Section 228

Listening to the chattering of several junior brothers, Xuan Ci was furious.

He shouted loudly: "Okay, stop talking, Xiao Jian is not dead!"

Xuan Ci's roar made several people quiet down.

All of them opened their mouths in surprise, looking at Xuan Ci with anger, and kept silent.

"Look at you, one by one, do you still look like a monk!"

Xuan Ci became more and more angry as he spoke, looking like he hated him for not fighting.

He said in a deep voice: "Xiao Jian's strength has exceeded your imagination. If you want to make trouble for Xiao Jian, you should first improve your strength to Grandmaster!"

Speaking of Grandmaster is to give these junior brothers hope. They have practiced in Shaolin Temple for nearly a hundred years and have the best resources and martial arts.

The strength is not even one-tenth of Xiao Jian.

"From now on, all of you go to the back mountain for retreat. You are not allowed to come out until you become a Grandmaster!"

After leaving a word, Xuan Ci slowly closed his eyes.

The leaders looked at each other in bewilderment and could only accept the order and leave.

The impact of the Tianshan battle was more far-reaching than Xiao Jian expected.

On the way to Zhonghua Pavilion, the group could hear people talking about it wherever they went.

Many young people regarded Xiao Jian as their idol and imitated his words and deeds.

There were even many people who wanted to become Xiao Jian's disciples, but unfortunately, Xiao Jian had not established his own power.

Chapter 177 Wuming: Let me see the swordsmanship of the swordsman.

It's not that Xiao Jian didn't have the idea of ​​establishing his own power, but there were not many young people who could catch his eye.

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun were among them.

As for the older generation of warriors, they either had their own sects or were idle and wild. If they wanted to join, they had to plan carefully.

Huang Rong felt a little sorry, biting her lip and said to Xiao Jian: "It would be great if you established your own sect, I would be the first to join!"

In her heart, she was thinking about her own little tricks.

If Xiao Jian established his own sect, wouldn't she be able to stay with Xiao Jian every day?

Instead of being just companions like now.

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun beside him looked at each other and could see each other's intention.

If Xiao Jian established his own sect, it would be natural for them to join.

Xiao Jian shook his head and chuckled, "Establish your own sect? Let's wait for a while."

The later he gets, the more internal force and experience points he needs to improve his cultivation.

You can't let him fight with top masters like Xiongba every day, right?

It's okay once or twice, but if you really piss off these old foxes and cause public anger, they might attack him and get himself involved.

Therefore, Xiao Jian's plan in the future is indeed to establish his own forces and recruit many talented warriors.

In this way, forces such as the Sun and Moon Divine Sect will be afraid, so that he doesn't have to do everything alone.

By the way, let Fengyun and other protagonists in the original work solve their personal grievances.

Start a war in the rivers and lakes, and hide behind to pick up attributes.

Along the way, Xiao Jian was planning to establish a sect in his mind.

Time passed quickly, and they soon arrived at Zhonghua Pavilion.

Zhonghua Pavilion is located in the downtown area, and ordinary people come here to drink and eat, and it is a lively scene.

Nie Feng frowned and asked in confusion: "Master Xiao, this place is in the downtown area, Senior Wuming will not live in seclusion here, right?"

Looking at this situation, it doesn't look like a place for seclusion.

Huang Rong touched her chin with her hand, her eyes lit up, and said happily: "I know, people in the martial arts world who live in seclusion will find a quiet place, just like the sword master, who is in seclusion by the quiet lake."

"And Wuming doesn't want to be disturbed by people in the martial arts world, so he does the opposite and lives in seclusion in the downtown area."

Nie Feng and the others suddenly realized it after hearing this.

Xiao Jian nodded. Huang Rong's brain is good. Perhaps, after establishing her own sect, she can let her handle the sect's mundane affairs.

Moreover, Huang Rong's own talent is also quite good, and there is the top master Huang Lao Xie behind her.

Maybe she can even abduct her father.

Xiao Jian blinked his eyes, and felt that his idea was good. He looked at Huang Rong with a little more eagerness.

Being stared at by Xiao Jian, Huang Rong's face turned red, and she thought to herself:

"Alas, if he asks, should I agree? It's not good to agree immediately. What if I don't agree and he misunderstands?"

"Dear guests, please take a seat here."

The appearance of a waiter interrupted Huang Rong's wild thoughts.

Xiao Jian waved his hand and chuckled, "I have something important to do with your boss, please come out and see him."

The waiter was stunned. Seeing that Xiao Jian and his friends were extraordinary, he did not dare to delay and quickly found the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper looked to be in his forties or fifties, but he had innate cultivation.

Although the innate realm was nothing in front of Xiao Jian, it was already an unattainable existence for ordinary people.

How could a person in the innate realm be relegated to being the shopkeeper of an ordinary inn?

"What instructions do you have for us, gentlemen?"

The shopkeeper smiled and bowed to Xiao Jian and the others.

Xiao Jian waved his hand and chuckled, "Shopkeeper, we are looking for the boss here, please let him know."

The shopkeeper's expression remained unchanged, and he laughed, "I am the boss here, what do you want?"

Xiao Jian said calmly, "I am looking for Wuming Wusui, please let him know."

Nameless and surnameless, this is the legend of Wulin.

The shopkeeper's face darkened, and his aura suddenly changed, from a smiling ordinary boss to a fierce man in the world.

Just when he was about to get angry, his body suddenly stiffened, and his face was covered with a harmless smile again.

"The boss invites you, everyone, please follow me."

Apparently, he just received a message from Wuming.

The shopkeeper extended his hand to welcome the few people into the backyard of Zhonghua Pavilion.

Xiao Jian and his friends followed.

The backyard of Zhonghua Pavilion is different from the front yard. The front yard is lively, but the backyard is extremely elegant. The flowers, plants and trees around are carefully trimmed. It can be seen that the owner of this place has spent a lot of thought.

After the shopkeeper brought Xiao Jian and his friends into the backyard, he bowed to the people in the pavilion and slowly retreated.

Xiao Jian and his friends' eyes fell on the middle-aged man in the pavilion.

The middle-aged man was dressed in plain clothes, playing a erhu in his hand, as if he didn't see them.

Xiao Jian was not in a hurry, he stood there and listened quietly.

After a long time, Wuming finally stopped, opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Jian and the others.

He said lightly: "Why did Xiao Shaoxia come to me, a dead man, instead of settling his grudges in the martial arts world?"

Xiao Jian's reputation in the martial arts world has reached the point where everyone knows it. Even if he has lived in seclusion here for more than 20 years, people who never care about the affairs of the martial arts world know it.

But what makes him wonder is how Xiao Jian found this place.

Xiao Jian arched his hands, "Who doesn't know the name of the martial arts legend of the senior? I came here this time to fulfill the last wish of the sword saint senior. Please ask the senior Wuming for advice."

Nie Feng and the other two were stunned, and the muscles on their faces couldn't help shaking.

Didn't they say that they came to learn Mahamudra from Wuming?

Why did Xiao Jian want to compete with Wuming?

Wuming sighed and murmured, "Can't you let go even after he died?"

The grudges between the Sword Saint and him have accompanied them almost throughout their lives. Both of them are extremely talented warriors, but he has always suppressed the Sword Saint, which makes the Sword Saint very unwilling.

Defeating him has become the obsession of the Sword Saint.

Wuming spoke with a little sadness, saying: "I heard that the Sword Saint finally realized the twenty-third sword before his death? Did he pass the sword technique to you?"

Xiao Jian nodded, saying that it was right that the Sword Saint passed the sword technique to him.

Now in this world, he is the only one who can use the twenty-second and twenty-third swords.

Wuming looked at the sky in silence for a long time, and finally said: "In this case, let me see the sword technique of the Sword Saint!"

Xiao Jian was delighted and waved his hand to let Huang Rong and others move away.

And Wuming was still sitting in the pavilion, not looking defensive at all.