Chapter 132: The Supreme Elder, Overwhelmed with Power

Since Zhenwu Sect opened its doors, many people have been paying attention to this matter.

Wuxiang Sect's surrender will undoubtedly raise Zhenwu Sect's reputation to a higher level.

Sometimes the rise of a sect is like this, stepping on one after another of the top martial arts sects.

But the fact that Wenjian Pavilion has not made any move is somewhat intriguing.

"Wenjian Pavilion is a long-established sword-fighting holy land, with many top swordsmen, and several Tianren swordsmen, especially its supreme elder Wenxinjian Gu Changhe, who is ranked 14th on the Tianren list! There is no reason to be afraid of Zhenwu Sect with such strength."

"Wuxiang Sect is afraid of the sharpness of Tianjian Zhenren, but Wenxinjian is not. He is ranked 14th on the Tianren list with real combat results!"

"Tsk tsk, I wonder how Wenjian Pavilion will respond in the end? If it is not sincere enough, I am afraid that Zhenwu Sect will not give up."

Some people keenly smelled the gunpowder in it.

Especially the swordsmen, they were even more excited.

Wenjian Pavilion and Zhenwu Party.

On a deeper level, it can be seen as a confrontation between the Sword of the Heart and the Heavenly Sword.

This is the internal friction between swordsmen.

Before, the Heavenly Sword Master stepped on the reputation of the Thunder Blade Master to go to a higher level, but now, the two peerless swordsmen are facing each other, no matter who wins or loses, they are happy to see it.

At this moment.

Instead, they hope that the Sword Pavilion can be tougher.

All eyes are cast on the Sword Pavilion.

...

The Sword Pavilion.

A 333-foot-tall sword tower stands tall, majestic and solemn, and the sharp sword intent contained in it is amazing.

This is the place of inheritance of the Sword Pavilion. If the outstanding swordsmen in the Sword Pavilion are approaching the end of their lives, they will take the initiative to walk into it, choose a layer of long sleep, and leave their own sword essence. The stronger they are, the more they can go up.

The swordsmen in the Sword Pavilion are proud of this.

In the long run, no one knows how many sword inheritances are left in it. Sometimes swordsmen with peerless talents are allowed to enter it and absorb the inheritance left by their predecessors.

And now.

A series of powerful figures were waiting respectfully outside the Sword Tower, all of them were high-level members of the Sword-Asking Pavilion.

They looked solemn, looking straight ahead, as if they were on a pilgrimage.

Suddenly.

A special wave was emitted, and everyone was shocked, and the sword intent in their bodies was involuntarily aroused, with the meaning of thousands of swords ringing together, and their eyes became hot.

Then a white-haired old man appeared quietly.

He clearly came from the Sword Tower, but no one could find him.

The old man looked ordinary, without a strong aura, and his eyes were calm. If you have to say the only special thing, it is that only the thumb and index finger of his left hand are left, and the other three are all cut off.

"We pay our respects to the Supreme Elder!"

Everyone saluted respectfully.

Gu Changhe waved his hand slightly and said:

"Tang Qiu, why did you call me out?"

His eyes fell on the leader of the Sword-Asking Pavilion, although calm, but with a terrifying pressure.

Tang Qiu's heart trembled, and he immediately said:

"There is one thing that needs to be decided by the Grand Elder!"

After a moment.

In the hall, there was silence.

Gu Changhe sat on the main seat, looking down at everyone, and his voice could not tell whether he was sad or happy:

"You want to tell me that you sent people to break into other people's sects, and they were caught on the spot, and now they have letters to you and need an explanation?"

Tang Qiu's scalp was numb:

"Grand Elder, this matter is because of the Zhenwu Sword Monument, and the sword monument is indeed magical..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted:

"Waste!"

Everyone was silent.

Gu Changhe said coldly:

"The inheritance of Wenjian Pavilion has been around for nearly a thousand years. The inheritance sword tower alone is enough to benefit the disciples. Do you need to care about other people's things? If you had put more thought into the sword, Wenjian Pavilion would have become the world's number one sword holy land! There wouldn't be no one else but me who is on the Heavenly Man List!"

Tang Qiu's face was bitter:

"The great elder taught me that I will immediately send someone to write back and express my apology..."

Gu Changhe's face became even colder:

"Tang Qiu, it seems that you are indeed not suitable to be the leader of Wenjian Pavilion."

As soon as these words came out, Tang Qiu was struck by lightning, his face turned pale, he knelt on the ground in fear, and didn't dare to answer at all.

Gu Changhe stood up and looked around at everyone:

"Do you think so too? A bunch of trash! All of you have lost the sharpness of a swordsman!"

I don't know when he has revealed his sharpness, which makes everyone breathless.

"If you reply and surrender this time, do you want to ignore the thousand-year reputation of the Sword-Questioning Pavilion? A sect that was founded only a few decades ago, makes you so scared?"

"Tianjian Zhenren, Zhenwu Sword Monument, you marvel at the power of others, but forget your own roots."

"Do you still remember the pride of a swordsman?"

He looked sharp.

Every word went straight to everyone's heart, making everyone sweat profusely.

He cut off three fingers of his left hand at the age of 30 to ask the sword's heart. After that, he had a smooth journey and made great progress in swordsmanship. Seeing the younger generations like this now, he was a little disappointed.

He called them trash because he felt that they were guarding the treasure mountain without digging, and they were distracted by other things.

The hall was silent.

Wait until Gu Changhe calmed down.

Tang Qiu asked carefully:

"Then what should we do according to the opinion of the Supreme Elder?"

He saw that the Supreme Elder was probably also a little resentful. He was in seclusion in the inheritance sword tower, and was suddenly called out, so he was naturally unhappy.

Gu Changhe glanced sideways:

"If the Zhenwu Sect says he is a spy, then he is a spy? Let them produce evidence."

"I asked if the Sword Pavilion was so easy to bully. What can a Heavenly Sword Master do? He just suppressed a Thunder Blade Master. However, it is indeed extraordinary to be able to set up this Zhenwu Sword Monument. Perhaps he has some unique understanding of the sword. But my years of retreat are not completely without gains. Maybe I can go one step further on the Heavenly Man List!"

As he said, there was a bit of pride in his eyes.

Everyone was overjoyed.

"Congratulations, Grand Elder!"

Tang Qiu said with a smile on his face:

"Then I will ask someone to reply."

Gu Changhe nodded slightly, and he looked towards the direction of Qingzhou, with a desire to fight.

He has not made a move in so many years of retreat, and he is also a little itchy. If the Heavenly Sword Master is not convinced, just come.

...

A few days later.

Zhenwu Mountain.

Inside Mingwu Pavilion.

Luo Wentian spread out the letter, suppressing anger on his face.

Taoist Longshan and Ning Qi had read it.

Ning Qi's eyes flashed, but he remained calm.

Taoist Longshan snorted:

"It seems that the Sword-asking Pavilion thinks that it is a big family and wants to deny it to the death?"

The content of the letter was very simple and the words were very polite. It roughly meant that it was a pity that there were so many spies mixed in the Zhenwu Sect's assessment, but the Sword-asking Pavilion had never sent spies. It was concerned about whether the Zhenwu Sect had recognized the wrong person. If there was anything that needed help, the Sword-asking Pavilion could help at any time.

The words were very well done on the surface, but there was no mention of apology.

There was a hint of indifference in the depth of the words.

Compared with the Sword-asking Pavilion, the Zhenwu Sect was indeed just a young child who had just learned to walk.

"It seems that Gu Changhe, the Sword-asking Sword of the Fourteenth Heavenly Man List, gave them a lot of confidence." Luo Wentian frowned.

He had considered this before, but he didn't expect the Sword-asking Pavilion to be so overbearing and shameless.

"What should I do now?"

His thoughts turned rapidly in his mind.

If they were to kill him because of this, although the sect was famous, it would be a bit angry and not perfect.

But if they did not fight back.

Instead, they would be ridiculed.

There are already voices saying that the Zhenwu Sect only picks on the weak, and ignores the Demon Sect and Southern Frontier, but instead exploits the Wuxiang Sect and the Sword-Asking Pavilion. If this matter ends in such a whimper, it will be disadvantageous to the Zhenwu Sect.

Ning Qi is also considering.

If it is to be solved, it must be solved smoothly.

The Demon Sect and Southern Frontier are just because the headquarters are difficult to find, not because they dare not speak out. If Ning Qi finds an opportunity, he will also strike with thunder.

But the Sword-Asking Pavilion now may be used as a target for establishing prestige.

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These days, he is a little worried that after the Demon Sect and Southern Frontier join forces, they will attack the Zhenwu Sect because they suspect that the Southern Frontier Qingzhou stronghold has been destroyed. In that case, even if he has the ability to reach the sky, he will be unable to do anything.

The best way is to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys to establish prestige.

Show enough strength to make the Demon Sect and Southern Xinjiang afraid.

It is best to be relaxed enough.

This level is not enough now, and the Sword Pavilion must come up on its own initiative.

Originally, if the Sword Pavilion was willing to apologize honestly, Ning Qi might think of other ways, but now the Sword Pavilion is not a human being, so don't blame him for treating the Sword Pavilion as a "chicken".

Ning Qi slowly said:

"Maybe... we can suppress it with a big force."

Luo Wentian and Longshan Taoist both looked over.

Ning Qi continued:

"Now that the Zhenwu Sword Monument has been erected for some time, what will happen if it is suddenly not open to the public?"

Luo Wentian's eyes lit up, and he reacted quickly:

"During this period, many swordsmen have received the favor of our Zhenwu Sect. They have tasted the sweetness of the Zhenwu Sword Monument. If it is suddenly not open, I am afraid they will go crazy."

Longshan Taoist also laughed.

Luo Wentian continued:

"Xiaojiu, what do you mean... let's use the Zhenwu Sword Tablet to force the Sword Pavilion to surrender?"

He had some thoughts, and ideas began to emerge.

"What a good idea!"

"Didn't the Sword Pavilion say that we recognized the wrong person? Then we can justifiably close the mountain and carefully interrogate the spy during this period of time to prevent the spy from being kidnapped. At that time, the Zhenwu Sword Tablet will not be open to the public, and the swordsmen will definitely be anxious, but this alone is not enough. Those swordsmen will not shift their attention to the Sword Pavilion."

"At that time, we need to operate it well and quietly reveal part of the content of the Sword Pavilion's reply. In this way, they will know that we have to close the mountain because we want to interrogate the Sword Pavilion's spy, and the pressure will naturally be on the Sword Pavilion."

He spoke more and more fluently, and his eyes were shining.

"These swordsmen have high cultivation levels. There are some swordsmen in the Heavenly Man Realm, and even one or two swordsmen on the Heavenly Man Ranking have appeared. There are even more swordsmen in the Yuan Dan Realm. This is an uncontrollable force that the Sword Pavilion needs to be wary of."

"But we also need to operate well. We can't let these swordsmen think that we are using them as guns, otherwise it may cause backlash, but this possibility is not great. We just need to pay attention to the guidance. Many swordsmen in the world have received the favor of your Zhenwu Sword Monument, Xiaojiu, and they must know it well. As long as it is not excessive, most of them are willing to stand on our side."

"By then, the swordsmen in the world will gather together, and the Sword Pavilion must respond!"

"Either bow your head and surrender, or go to Zhenwu Mountain."

Luo Wentian's expression gradually became solemn.

"Judging from the current style of Wenjian Pavilion, it is unlikely that we will bow our heads and submit. There is a high probability that we will go to Zhenwu Mountain, or even that Wenxin Sword will go up the mountain..."

Having said this, he paused and looked at Ning Qi.

Ning Qi just smiled and drank tea.

"That's better."

The three short words immediately shocked Luo Wentian. He suddenly understood what Ning Qi meant. Perhaps he had not planned to make Wenjiange surrender from the beginning, but wanted to force Wenjiange's people to come to Zhenwu Mountain.

An incredible thought arose in his mind, and he couldn't help but swallow it out:

"Xiaojiu, you don't want to go to Jiange because you don't want to bother, so you came up with this idea, right?"

Ning Qi chuckled and said:

"This is not what I thought of. I just mentioned that the specific details were all thought up by you, senior brother."

Luo Wentian was stunned, then smiled bitterly.

Yes, you have to take the blame yourself!

However, his expression gradually became excited.

Wenjiange's reply made him angry all morning. For this shameless sect, he must make them pay the price. People in the Zhenwu Sect never lack decisiveness in killing, let alone being bullied to the head. .

He left happily.

We still need to refine the details of this plan.

Ning Qi also left with a smile.

It's just a little interlude, not as comfortable as reading scriptures in Qiudao Temple.

Taoist Longshan looked at the backs of the two disciples and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, but he was satisfied in his heart. He had such a few good disciples in this life, and it was not a waste of time for him to come to this world.

…

The next day.

The place where the Zhenwu Sword Monument is located.

Luo Wentian went there in person and kindly woke up the swordsmen who were meditating on the peerless swordsmanship. The swordsmen were still a little angry at first, and some of them were in a good place, just like watching dancing girls and flying immortals, only missing the best level. Thin gauze, but when he saw it was Luo Wentian, he looked surprised and quickly stood up and saluted:

"I've met Sect Leader Luo!"

Luo Wentian looked a little apologetic and sad, and he returned the gift:

"Comrades, I have something to tell you. Our Zhenwu Sect will temporarily close the mountain from now on. We can only ask you to go down the mountain and leave. We will invite you to come back when we come back from Kaishan."

Someone suddenly became anxious.

They had been on the verge of enlightenment, but now that the critical moment had stopped, they couldn't bear it anymore, this feeling was going crazy.

"Sect Master Luo, what happened? How could it be so sudden? Can we wait a few more days?" the swordsmen asked again and again.

Luo Wentian closed his eyes and opened them again, already feeling a little sad:

"You may also know something. During the entrance examination of our Zhenwu Sect, many spies were mixed in to spy on our Zhenwu inheritance. Now some spies are unknown and are still being interrogated. We have received news that some people may take the opportunity to take these Robbed by spies!"

"I have no choice but to make this decision and block the mountain gate. I hope you can understand!"

"We just have to wait for the identity of the spy to come to light and find evidence to prove his identity. The mountain gate will be reopened at that time. You can wait patiently in Zhenwu City. This day should not take long. We will notify everyone as soon as there is news."

The resentment and anger in Luo Wentian's eyes were visible to the naked eye.

Many swordsmen looked at each other.

Having said this, what else can be done? It cannot be said that the Zhenwu Sect has stopped doing its business. Let’s continue to open the Zhenwu Sword Monument. Who knows if these swordsmen who come to learn enlightenment have spies and spies.

The fact that the Zhenwu Sect can open up the Zhenwu Sword Monument for everyone to understand is enough to make everyone grateful. Naturally, everyone can understand what happened.

Just in everyone's mind.

I felt a little more resentful towards the unknown spy.

Fortunately, it didn't affect them at first, but now that they can't continue to understand the sword monument, their anger is rising. Especially some swordsmen who were about to have enlightenment but were stopped abruptly, they can't wait to kill the spies. Thousands of cuts.

"Sect Master Luo, if you need our help in any way, just ask!" Everyone expressed their opinions one after another.

Luo Wentian cupped his hands and thanked him:

"Thank you all. It's better not to involve you all in this matter. Let's go down the mountain and wait for the news."

The swordsmen lamented and left down the mountain.

I don’t know when the Zhenwu Sect will be able to reopen the mountain gate.

They looked back three times every step of the way, reluctant to leave.

After all the swordsmen disappeared on Zhenwu Mountain, the anger on Luo Wentian's face immediately dissipated, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Ye Qinghe next to him had a strange look on his face and couldn't help but give a thumbs up:

"Elder brother, I noticed that your acting skills have become even more perfect after you became the sect leader!"

She clicked her tongue twice.

Luo Wentian's face turned dark.

"Qinghe, is there any senior brother you can arrange like this?"

Ye Qinghe said with an exaggerated smile:

"This is a compliment! If I hadn't known the plan earlier, I would have been deceived by you, senior brother."

Luo Wentian couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

His eyes were looking into the distance, somewhat profoundly.

Now, just wait for things to slowly ferment.