Chapter 125

The great genius of the Southern Dynasty.
One of the most famous bhikkhus in the Amishan Mountains, he is regarded as one of the most magnificent and splendid scenic spots in the world.
“What the hell is that?”
Isakshini of Amida clicked his tongue and shook his head. No one from any of the schools had ever participated in the generations-long retreat.
“You must be getting old. Hehe.”
An unmistakably negative voice emanated from the mouth of the man who had long been known as the Lord of the First Mountain of Xilai, Xizhen Guanqiu, Mountain Color Heavenly Descent, and Wu Shouguan Bird, among other nicknames.
“You don’t realize that we’ve also tacitly moved? Hehe, I’m a fool.”
Zhong Liqiao, the elder of the Communal Sect, snorted.
At those words, Bai Xiaochuang, a senior member of the Shaman Sect, silently chanted a mantra, while Qin Yuqing, a senior member of the Divination Sect, and Liu Yangbok, a senior member of the Zongnan Sect, also said nothing.
Qu Tao, one of the most talented men in the opening, and now widely recognized as a master, could only stifle a sob.
He was merely perplexed by the way the Celestial Lightning Master had expressed himself. The K’un-Lun adept sighed, but clicked his tongue at the steadfastness of the light winner.
“You’re getting old.”
The communal Zongli Hai added a word to his words.
“Still, it’s worth watching, isn’t it?”
At his words, Zhong Lihao’s face twisted.
“What’s the point of watching? Show me the monkfish fight with the kids in front of everyone.”
“A monkfish fight…….”
“That’s right. If that’s not a monkfish fight, I don’t know what is.”
“The great communalist master is very uncomfortable with that picture.”
At the words of his fellow Elder, Zhong Liqiao let out an uncomfortable groan, but continued steadfastly.
“Of course not. Even if we go out there and win, it would be to the honor of the Gu Family.”
“Honor. I see, that’s all you see in a victor’s departure.”
“Hmph, don’t try to change the subject. If you try to make it up, it’s not just me who will think so.”
At these words, the prodigy stiffened.
He could see and inwardly feel that some of the other long-writers were silent. Although they didn’t say it out loud, some of them, or at least those who came on their behalf, were uncomfortable with Kwangseung’s behavior.
Co.
Ami.
a fortune teller.
Jongnam.
Even open.
The Bai Xiaochuang of the Martial Sect shook his head as if it wasn’t so, but he didn’t say anything, so he didn’t know the meaning of it, and the Shaolin Sect’s Divine Monk Hye Yeon also had half-open eyes as he muttered his disapproval.
“Hehehe.”
Qi Shengjia opened his mouth as if he was full of energy, then turned back to Guangxiang.
“I see. I see. I see why you went out on your own. You’re better than me.”
“It’s a pity there are no members left of the Gu Pile, or else I would have been there, but I must admit that the Sixth Generation has run its course in this generation.”
The fact that there are no members left in the old file room.
It seemed to be just a small thing to them.
“You really can’t get away from the pretense of being the Gu Family. That’s why you’re being called worse than the Sixth Dynasty.”
These words were not only directed at Zhong Li Hai, but also at the other elders of the Gu Sect. Qi Shengjia spoke up as if he was furious.
“What!”
The impatient Zhong Lihao jumped to his feet.
“Don’t you know, the Fengyun Sect is also the Six Great Sects. The Six Great Families were the reason why the Huang Family came forward. The majority of the materials in the Fengyun Sect are also from the Six Great Families. All directions are moving in their direction, and you’re just going to smile and let it go?”
“What do you mean, we’re going to have a sword fight with the Six Great Houses?”
Qi Shengjia clicked his tongue.
“Don’t they realize that we walk in step and stand shoulder to shoulder, and they think they’re doing us a favor?”
“……!”
“Think well. If you don’t want to quarrel with the Sixth Prince, you should at least stay out of their way. This is a gathering of sixteen schools and families representing the sixteen schools, and aren’t you ashamed of yourself? If this is a competition for juniors, shouldn’t there at least be children from the schools you boast about?”
The Sixth Patriarch worked hard.
Gu Feifang didn’t succeed.
It was a conclusion, but there were two people from the Southern Palace Family, one from the Hebei Fang Family, and one from the Mo Yong Family on the Fengyun Branch.
That’s four people from the Sixth Dynasty.
“It is our duty to show them that they should be ashamed of their shortcomings and strive to improve.”
He extended his finger and pointed his index finger at Kwangseung.
“You’re there to represent the Gu Sect and show that we’re not dead yet, so you’re an example to the younger generation. Even though the Sixth Generation is moving on now, we’re not lacking in the Gu Pile, as long as we keep working hard. It also shows that we are colleagues who can move forward together.”
To be friends with someone, there is no difference in strength or weakness. The presence or absence of honor. Or wealth.
It doesn’t matter, but at least it means you’re going hand in hand with them.
It becomes a story of shoulder to shoulder.
He criticized the laziness of the current generation of Gu Feifang. The K’un-Lun Sect’s Qi Sheng knew of this and had spoken to the Qing Sheng many times before, trying to offer solutions, but to no avail.
The latter would only say that he had to experience it firsthand, and the former, who had felt it firsthand, would say something like this in frustration.
“……too much of a leap.”
It was Zhongli Hai, whose voice creeped in with every word, every phrase, that the K’un-Lun Sect master spoke.
“The time has come, Namu Amitabha.”
At the words, all of the other Nine Sects’ elders turned their heads, and whether or not they realized it, Hye-yeon continued to chant the incantation, mulling over the words of the master. The frustrated Zhongli Kai of the Communal Sect turned his arrow and asked a question.
“What does that mean, Ambassador Hye-yeon? Please tell us.”
“Namu Amitabha Buddha.”
“Alas, there are no members left of the Gu Pailbang, and I must admit that the Sixth Generation is passing away in this generation.”
“Isn’t it time to pass it on to the next generation? How long do you intend to keep this old man, who is so frail and old and weak, sitting here? Don’t just talk about it, but take it with you. The name of Wu Nanxiong. The future of the Zheng Clan. ”
“By defeating me, of course.”
Hye Yeon repeated the curse word over and over again.
“Shameful.”
The small ripples she threw out caused Zhong Li Hao to close his mouth.
* * *
“……Gwangseung-ja. He must have been in a hurry.”
The elder of the Sichuan Tang Clan, Tang Yinliang, smiled wryly. It wasn’t just that he was in a hurry, but that a man of his position, the head of a sect, would so brazenly step forward.
“If you’re like that, even if you win, you won’t be able to find the main hall. Hahaha.”
Tang Yinliang said.
“One would think that the Sichuan Tang Family had won the championship.”
Tang Yinliang says to the person who blurted out the words.
“What did you say……!”
Tang Yinliang’s head snapped around and he saw a middle-aged man with his arms crossed, like Fang Xiang, surrounding a great city far away from him.
He was the First Sword of Hebei, and he was here as the Fang family’s representative in the province. He met Tang Yinliang’s gaze unflinchingly.
“Now……!”
“You’re so arrogant, you can’t be trusted to speak so casually, can you?”
He was about to say that Tang Inlai was ignorant, but he shook his fist at Pangak’s “try it” gaze and turned his head away. Although he was a mute contemporary of Pangak, he is considered to be the next generation’s Unanashipzon.
It was impossible for Tang Inlang to dare to stand up to such a powerful man, let alone claim the name of the Sichuan Tang family. It could easily turn into a family affair.
“It’s …… done.”
“Hmph!”
Fang Gak didn’t unclench his arms, but opened his mouth in a low voice at the sight of Kwang Seung Gi.
“At least you’re not the kind of person who hides behind the curtain and does nothing.”
“That’s what I thought.”
Fang Gak’s words were answered by Huang Bozhong, the master of the Huang Bo family, and the current Qin Tianzhong of the Five Great Clans.
“I think it’s very courageous of you to stand up there.”
He said.
“You’re a shrewd man. You’re right. You’re not only good at seeing the heavens, but today, for the first time, I’m ashamed of my star sign.”
“…… Me too.”
It was Zhuge Zuohu, the Heavenly Qi Master, and Nangong Mubai, the Heavenly Divine Sword Master. The others also showed their respect by gazing at them, as two of the same age, both of whom were in agreement with the same thought.
“You really think so.”
Mo Yongbi said.
“Yes, I do. Are you different?”
At Zhuge Zuohu’s words, Mo Yongbi pointed at the winner and opened her mouth.
“No matter how you say it, you’re not……!”
“Are you worried that Mo Yongfei’s secret plan has been discovered, or are you angry that Mo Yongfei’s plans will be thwarted because of him?”
“…….”
The clairvoyant cut him off. Hana Mo Yongbi’s response was silence.
“It’s the same situation. One of Mo Yong’s participants is there. Is that enough?”
Mo Yongbi was speechless at the words of Zhuge Linghu. She couldn’t say that it wasn’t fair, that it wasn’t fair.
The Grand Duke of the Southern Palace had already turned the Mo Yong Clan into an enemy in the Six Great Families. No longer could the name Mo Yong’er be called proudly.
Just Mo Yongbi.
Only Mo Yong’er’s angry gaze could be seen as she clenched her fists tightly as she stared at the victor.
* * *
“So much for getting old. Who’s going to hand over what to whom like this, senior.”
“Take it. You bastard.”
“I told you, you should move until you die.”
“You……!”
In the midst of the argument, I looked at Kwangseung with admiration. Everyone has their own ideas and high opinions, but I admired him for putting all that aside.
“How did you think to climb up?”
It was courageous. There are many people who are blinded by their fame and honor and restricted in their actions because of their fame and honor, even though it is only a pretense. That is the position of a person.
But this Taoist in front of me is walking as if it doesn’t matter.
When we try to deceive or turn a blind eye to each other’s rightness.
Or even when we try to convince each other that we are right and turn away.
I wanted to stand up and applaud their courage to take this stand.
“Huh?”
And then.
“I’m just bored.”
Kwangseung yawned and listened to the chatter around him, wondering what the hell they were all talking about.
“More accurately, I came up here because I didn’t want to see you win.”