signingbooks Chapter 339
Chapter 339
Chapter 339
"Ni Shen Yang!"
Gucheng looked at the visitor with a face of astonishment, yes, the person who came this time was Ni Shenyang, the god of the elves, and the founder of Shouyu Ni Shenyang.
Seeing the change in Gucheng's expression, Ni Shenyang looked serious instead, without any change in his expression, but bowed his head respectfully as before, calling him Master.
"Get up first!"
After a while, Gucheng saw this, so he had no choice but to let him get up first, and at the same time couldn't help being curious, Ni Shenyang said this is the song he sang again.
"Thank you, Master!"
Hearing Gucheng's words, Ni Shenyang stood up respectfully.
"Tell me! What's going on?"
Holding his forehead, Gu Cheng asked with some headaches, this apprentice has not settled yet, and another one ran out, it seems that the heavens are going to destroy his two-person world!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but cast a bitter look at Yinghongxue in the distance.
Ushered in a pair of resentful eyes!
"In the last battle, it was Master who made me see the reality of this world clearly, made me make a choice, and helped me save the elves, both public and private."
"I will repay it with myself!"
As he spoke, Nishen widened his eyes and said sincerely: "Therefore, I would like to worship under the name of Master and serve my disciples!"
"You elves, don't you care?"
Seeing Ni Shenyang like this, Gu Cheng only felt a burst of severe pain in his head, and couldn't help asking.
He felt that if he wanted to change Ni Shenyang's mind at this time, perhaps only the elves could do it.
After all, this guy values the elves more than his own life.
"Elves?"
"Since I woke up this time, I have thought it over clearly. My elves love peace, so I shouldn't be involved in war."
"Therefore, I have handed over the position of leader of the Shouyu lineage to Xue Jue, and asked him to lead them back to the ancestral land of the elves."
"Since then, they have lived in seclusion in the world, and there has been no war, so they don't need me as the patriarch."
Listening to Ni Shenyang's clear analysis, Gucheng only felt despair on his face. You are the boss of one side, and you come out to be someone else's apprentice. What do you make your elves think?
How do you let the world see it?
Don't you want to lose face, the god of elves?
Gucheng roared in his heart, but he still pretended to be kind on his face. After all, we didn't know what he thought, and we didn't dare to ask.
"Have you really thought it through?"
In the end, Gucheng still asked feebly, wanting to see if Ni Shenyang had the possibility of going back on his word.
"Think clearly!"
As expected, Ni Shenyang was determined with a face full of determination, without even the slightest hesitation.
"Well! Then you wait first!"
Glancing at Ni Shenyang, Gu Cheng thought for a while and said calmly, no matter what his reaction was after speaking, he first looked aside to Yi Yunqing who also had a dull face.
"Yun Qing, come with me!"
"Okay, Master!"
Glancing at Nishenyang, Yi Yunqing's eyes seemed a little proud and proud, then he turned and walked away following Gucheng's pace.
"Yunqing!"
"Master!"
Finding a secluded place, Gucheng put his body on his back, put his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "Yun Qing, do you know who is that white-haired old man who has been with you these days?"
"I don't know!"
Shaking his head, Yi Yunqing was a little puzzled, not knowing what Master meant by these words.
"Ok!"
After pondering for a long time, Gucheng felt that he still needed to sort out his words. After all, the apprentice who had just met had to send them out without making his words clear.
In the end it was a little too much.
"You have been in the Confucian School for some time, but do you know that the Confucian School is Haozheng Wudao?"
"I know! The Confucian sect Haozheng Wudao is the place where the most powerful Confucian sects live, and it is the general director of the Confucian sect today."
"Then you know, who are these powerhouses?"
The breeze was coming slowly, and the whistling sound of the wind was blowing the fallen leaves, rendering the environment here inexplicably bleak.
"Fa Ru, Xia Ru, Jian Ru, Feng Ru, Huang Ru! Are these people?"
During these days in the Confucian School, because of his special status, Yu Li Jing treated him with courtesy, so he lived in the Confucian School these days, and he had a clearer understanding of the situation in the Confucian School.
"Jianru! How much do you know about this person?"
Before Yi Yunqing could respond, Gu Cheng immediately asked.
"Jianru, I heard from the Confucian school that his swordsmanship is unmatched in the world. He is a rare swordsman in the world. He has been famous in the world since thousands of years ago, and he is a famous old man in the world!"
"Do you feel a sense of familiarity with this person?"
Turning around, Gucheng said inexplicably, as if implying to emphasize something.
"Familiarity?"
Whispering, after a while, Gucheng saw that Yi Yunqing's face turned into a look of shock and astonishment. Seeing this, Gucheng couldn't help but smile.
He knew that his plan was about to come true.
"Master, are you the venerable swordsman?"
Looking at the lonely city in a Confucian robe, Yi Yunqing became more and more sure of his guess. After all, if he was not a member of the Confucian school, how could he wear a Confucian uniform, and he was left in the Confucian school.
The attitude of the Confucian sect and him was so friendly. When all these points were connected together, the final answer could not be more than one, and that was Gucheng's own master, the respected swordsman Zunjia among the Confucian sect.
In this way, everything can be explained clearly.
Snapped!
Slapping Yi Yunqing Pai to the ground, Gu Cheng felt like he was about to explode, what the hell?Thinking how handsome and unrestrained and heroic he is, how could he become that old man Mingfuzi.
"Am I that old?"
Looking closely at Yi Yunqing, Gu Cheng asked word by word.
"No no!"
Seeing Gucheng's attitude, Yi Yunqing knew that he was thinking badly, and his attitude became better, so he quickly shook his head and waved his hands.
Seeing that he has a good attitude, Gu Cheng simply didn't bother with him, and instead said bluntly: "Among the Confucian sect, the white-haired old man you met, if you expected it, is Jian Confucianism!"
"Sword Confucian, Master of Life!"
"Today's top kendo!"
Speaking of this person, Gucheng's expression is rare and cautious. After all, Master Ming's original peerless swordsmanship is rare, comparable to Xuanzun's peerless swordsmanship borrowed from the sky.
Ten thousand swords trained to the extreme!
That can penetrate the ancient and modern times, it is the real God-slaying sword!
"Is he a swordsman?"
Hearing the words of Gucheng, Yi Yunqing was also shocked. Regarding the legend of Jianru, he had heard a lot in the Confucian school, and he had admired his peerless grace for a long time.
Unexpectedly, that crazy old man who had been with him for a long time, nagging, would be the master of Jianru.
"That's right, it's him."
Nodding his head, Gu Cheng said affirmatively.
If Yi Yunqing hadn't mentioned it this time, he would have almost forgotten that there is still a Master Ming among Confucianism.
(End of this chapter)