Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

Among these gazes, there are envy, surprise, unwillingness, and dissatisfaction.

Fang La's martial arts and qualifications are only at the upper-middle level among the rudder masters, why is Master Zhong the first to call him in?

Fang La recognized the young man in white robe as Zhong Xiang, the son of Master Zhong. Although he was secretly surprised, he didn't show it, and just walked in slowly.

"How is Master Fang Rudder?"

The helmsman who didn't know where in the crowd suddenly took this opportunity to speak, as if he had just seen Fang La enter the yard.

But Fang La had been standing alone in the yard for a long time just now, and this person only made a sound now, but it was a bit flattering.

As soon as the rudder master said this, the crowd snorted coldly, obviously extremely dissatisfied with this person's performance.

But Fang La looked at the direction of the voice with a smile, and said loudly: "It turned out to be Yanzhou Wang Tuozhu! I wonder if Yu Quzhou Tuozhu came with me?"

The rudder master Wang suddenly blushed, Quzhou is adjacent to Yanzhou, the rudder master of Quzhou is a woman, called Yu Wupo; all the rudder masters in the south of the Yangtze River have heard that Wang Cang and Yu Wupo are a little unclear, The relationship is ambiguous.

In Fang La's words, pointing out Yu Wupo, it is natural to laugh at Wang Cang for not doing his job properly, but only for flirting; now Fang La is the first to be called in, and he flatters him immediately.

"With the care of the labor rudder, the fifth wife is here."

At this moment, the voice of a middle-aged woman floated in from the gate of the yard.

Fang La turned around in astonishment, a middle-aged woman in a white robe floated in from the gate of the yard, with big hands and feet, who else was it?

The leaders of the Ming religion have always been men, so although the leader Zhong ordered people to notify the rudder leaders from all corners of the south of the Yangtze River, everyone did not see Yu Wupo, and they all thought she would not come back at all.

Unexpectedly, Yu Wupo really came.

A sense of excitement for watching a good show suddenly rose in everyone's hearts. Before Fang La entered, he had already encountered a problem.

Everyone is looking forward to how Fang La will face and respond.

I saw Fang La solemnly bowing to Yu Wupo and said: "Fang was quick to talk and offended Master Yu, I am very sorry!"

After speaking, he bowed to Wang Cang and said: "Fang is quick to speak, offended!"

Both Quzhou and Yanzhou are small places, and Fang La's qualifications and martial arts are much higher than the two; but for this joke, Fang La took it seriously and apologized earnestly, which immediately aroused everyone's praise.

Yu Wupo nodded secretly, and Fang La said: "Master Fang Duo is serious, but it's just a joke. Since Master Zhong is summoned, Master Fang Duo should go in early. Don't get caught up in trivial matters."

After listening to Yu Wupo's words, everyone seemed to secretly support Fang La. Fang La apologized twice in exchange for two supports, which turned out to be a great deal.

Zhong Xiang smiled slightly, and continued with Yu Wupo's words: "Fang Ruozhu, please go in and see Zhong Jiaozhu."

Fang La then made a Luohuan Yi, also known as Sifang Yi: "Everyone, see you again when we are young."

This provoked all the helmsmen to return their salutes one after another, and a few who were more qualified than Fang La just nodded their heads slightly.

Zhong Xiang led Fang La to go in. Fang La was secretly surprised when he saw that the door of the house was closed tightly, and there was a faint scent of medicine coming from inside.

It turns out that Zhong Wanchou, the eighth generation leader, is extremely talented, has extremely high attainments in martial arts, and has an extraordinary skill to protect the body. He has always been in good health; although he is over sixty, his spirit is no less than that of young people.

When the news came out, Fang La only said that the Master Zhong was tired of worldly affairs and wanted to resign from the position of the leader to specialize in martial arts; Fang La never believed the so-called not long in the world.

But this scent of medicine proved that Fang La's thinking was completely wrong.

"Could it be that the leader was injured?" Fang La hesitated for a moment, and asked Zhong Xiang, "Could it be that the enemy plotted against him?"

Faced with Fang La's question, Zhong Xiang just shook his head, stood still outside the door and said, "Master Fang Ruo, push the door and go in by yourself, and you will know everything."

Fang La pushed the door open with deep doubts and went in. The smell of the medicine oncoming became very strong, and the medicine was frying on the stove next to it, and a servant was carefully watching it.

And there was a person sitting cross-legged on the front bed, but it was hidden behind the curtain.

Seeing that Fang La was coming, the servant who was waiting nearby hurriedly opened the curtain, and a voice came from inside: "Master Fang Ruo, are you here?"

Fang La could clearly hear that this was Zhong Wanchou, the eighth generation leader of the Ming Cult, without a doubt, and the voice was full of arrogance, not like an injured person at all.

"Fang pays his respects to the leader." Fang La bowed his head respectfully.

But Zhong Wanchou sighed and said: "These red tapes can be avoided if possible!"

Hearing this, Fang La raised her head to look at Zhong Wanchou, and saw the leader sitting cross-legged on the couch, holding a piece of sheepskin in his hand, his face was as red as blood, not only did not look sick, but also looked very healthy.

"Come on! Watch the seats!"

Fang La sat down, looked at Zhong Wanchou's face again, and saw that the face of the leader of Zhong Wanchou was suddenly livid, but the livid color on his face disappeared as soon as it appeared, and immediately turned blood red again. It changed three times in a row.

"Master, you are..."

Fang La was taken aback, Zhong Wanchou changed his face several times in an instant, obviously he was practicing a very clever technique, but he didn't know why something went wrong.

Zhong Wanchou smiled wryly and said: "Master Fang Duo, have you seen it too?" He said with the same sheepskin in his hand: "This old man is obsessed with martial arts, and I can't help but try it. Finally, I was on the fourth floor. Something went wrong, unable to control the real energy transformation."

Fang La also knew some secrets in the sect, so she couldn't help asking: "Could it be that the master of the sect practiced the magic skill of moving the universe?"

"It's this magical art that kills people without paying for their lives." Zhong Wanchou nodded and said: "Since the founding of this sect, several masters have become obsessed with this skill and passed away quietly; Obtaining this piece of sheepskin, I have never wanted to try it, but there are many affairs in the church, so I have been procrastinating until this year, I didn't expect that I still couldn't escape my fate."

Fang La looked at the sheepskin with no words on it, and sighed: "Could there be no other way?"

This sheepskin can be said to be a secret of the leader of the Ming religion, which has been passed down from generation to generation, and outsiders don't know about it; but several leaders have become obsessed because of this magical skill, and they are at a loss.

Originally, only the leader could practice this magical skill, but if this continues, this magical skill has no meaning for existence.

Zhong Wanchou laughed and said: "The old man has gone crazy, and his true qi is disturbed several times a day. In recent days, the number of times of true qi disorder has become more and more, so he can only support it; the old man carefully reviewed this magical skill, and there are many flaws in it. It seems that a lot of it was deleted on purpose, or it was not copied when it was passed down...but if you don't practice, you can't know."

Seeing that Zhong Wanchou had said so much, Fang La had the faint intention of passing on the position of leader to herself.

Thinking of the vision he saw in the water before leaving, Fang La, who had no intention of being the leader, couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"As long as you are the leader of the Ming Cult, you will be able to raise your arms and gather the power of the sects from all corners of the south of the Yangtze River!" Fang La thought secretly: "At that time, it will be the same as what you saw in the water, and you can call yourself the king, and you can use the Ming Cult as the state religion. Why do you worry that Mingjiao is not popular?"

When Fang La thought of leaving Mingjiao hymns on the Bianliang city bricks, his blood boiled and he couldn't help himself.

Zhong Wanchou saw the eyes, smiled slightly and said: "It seems that Master Fang has already understood the purpose of the old man calling you in."

Fang La crossed her arms on the chair, waiting for the old leader to continue.

"It is true that you are not the most prestigious in the teaching, and your qualifications are not the oldest." Zhong Wanchou said with a smile: "But you have an advantage that others can't match... just now I have read it from your eyes. "

Fang La didn't speak, but nodded slightly.

Zhong Wanchou suddenly changed his expression several times, and hurriedly used his kung fu to suppress the chaotic zhenqi, and he spoke again after a long time: "If you become the sect leader, how about the convenience?"

"Save the people from fire and water, and let the sect spread all over the world." Fang La blurted out without hesitation: "Fang must do his best to make this sect flourish."

Zhong Wanchou said happily: "If this is the case, the old man can rest assured... There is only one thing, you must never touch this magical skill of moving the universe! Just make an oath!"

Fang La got up, knelt down on the ground, and immediately swore: "If Fang La speaks falsely, his family will be wiped out, and he will fall into darkness forever!"

The teaching of Mingjiao is that good and evil are incompatible, good is light, evil is darkness, and light will surely overcome darkness; believers believe in Mingjiao, and should strive to be good, that is, they will eventually go to the world of light and bliss.

Fang La made this oath, in the eyes of Zhong Wanchou, it was indeed an oath that could never be broken, so he nodded in satisfaction and said, "Get up."

Fang La got up, Zhong Wanchou said again: "Come forward."

Fang La walked into the bed according to his words, and Zhong Wanchou threw the piece of sheepskin to Fang La and said, "Even if you can't practice this skill, you must know its secrets. The words on this sheepskin can only be revealed after being fed with blood." .”

Fang La couldn't refuse, and asked again: "Since this thing is harmful to people, why not destroy it?"

"How can this be possible!" Zhong Wanchou heard Fang La's words, and his face was full of horror: "This sheepskin was passed down from the Persian General Altar and brought by Master Hulu. It must not be damaged! In case the General Altar sends an envoy, Come to this sect to find this divine skill, how should I respond?"

Fang La put the piece of sheepskin into his arms: "It is rumored that the number of followers of the Persian General Altar is decreasing day by day. Even if there are some flaws in this miraculous skill, you can go to the Persian General Altar to question it when the sect flourishes!"

Only then did Zhong Wanchou nod his head and said: "This statement is true. After you become the sect leader, you should be able to do it yourself."

Fang La was about to persuade Zhong Wanchou to take a good rest, when he saw Zhong Wanchou's expression flashed three or four times, he suddenly sang: "Burn my body, the holy fire. What joy is there in life, and why bother in death? Do good to eradicate evil , but I teach clearly. Joy, sorrow, and sorrow, all return to dust. Pity me, the world, there are many sorrows."

As soon as the singing stopped, Zhong Wanchou closed his eyes and passed away suddenly.

Fang La knew that the old leader had broken his heart, couldn't help sighing, and turned around to come out, only to see Zhong Xiang waiting at the door with tears in his eyes.