Chapter 15 Weapon Problems

There was almost no suspense when Ye Wen sat back to the position of head of Shushan, and no one could object to his disciples.

After that, all Ye Wen had to do was to crush a jade talisman in his hand, and then ask everyone to go down and rest, and wait for Ning Ruxue, Xu Xian and a large group of people to come back before talking about the serious business.

The jade he crushed was a talisman used to pass credit to Ning Ruxue and others. As long as he crushed it, everyone holding another corresponding talisman on the other side would know that he had returned from the cauldron, and then put down what he had done and rushed back to Shushan.

But at present, I don’t know how far these guys have run now, so Ye Wen can’t let a group of Shushan disciples wait here, so he simply let everyone disperse and do their own things first. He left some important people, talked with them first, and learned about the specific situation of Shushan Sect today.

Sitting there, Ye Wen swept down and saw that the remaining disciples in the hall were basically his direct successors! In addition to Zhou Zhiruo and others, there were also a few younger disciples. Ye Wen was very unfamiliar with these people, but now he had to record their appearance and names. In the future, he would have to find out the nature and qualifications of these disciples.

After looking around, Ye Wen first said to Nangong Huang: "Let me first talk about some of the powers within our Shushan Sect, have there been any changes, right?"

Among these younger generations, although Zhou Zhiruo has been in charge of Shushan for many years, her thoughts are not as detailed as Nangong Huang; Guo Jing is too honest and sometimes he cannot understand the overly hidden meanings, so he can only ask and answer one by one.

So Ye Wen had to ask Nangong Huang, his junior nephew. Because he was smart, he could understand everything he wanted to know as soon as he said a little bit of the beginning and told him everything he wanted to know.

"Now, Shushan School has an iron tool pavilion. In addition to making weapons for its disciples, it also accepts many apprentices. Most of these apprentices went down the mountain to open a blacksmith shop, and made a living by making a repair of farm tools on weekdays. A small number of them stayed on the mountain and continued to serve the disciples of Shushan."

The Iron Artillery Pavilion was first established to ensure the sword problem of Shushan disciples, but now the situation is very different. This ordinary iron sword has long been unable to satisfy the Shushan Sect, which is preparing to gain a foothold in the fairy world. Ye Wen knew this in his heart. If he could not find a talent who knows how to refine magic weapons, he would probably be innately at a disadvantage in the first link of weapons.

Even though he wanted to buy magic weapons from outside, he still knew which family would do this business. After he first arrived here, he devoted himself to meditation and then worked on Shushan, and he didn't know about this at all. Now he had to hope that Xu Xian and others could find some useful information.

"If Junior Brother Xu can use his invincible protagonist aura and bring me an old man who knows how to refine magic weapons, that would be even more perfect!"

However, he also knew in his heart that this extravagant request was a bit too unrestrained. If Xu Xian could really find such a person, it could only be regarded as an unexpected surprise, not as a hope, and the key lies in how he and others can solve this problem.

"What a pity! It's not easy to solve it for a while..."

He shook his head helplessly and said, "I asked the Iron Artillery Pavilion not to build weapons for the time being. I think all the disciples in the mission have their own weapons, so it would be a waste to build them more!"

Nangong Huang didn't ask anything, but Guo Jing said, "Don't store more weapons for backup?" As a result, Wei Hong explained to his fifth senior brother: "I think in this fairy world, the weapons of mortals are of no use, so the master asked the Iron Artifact Pavilion to stop building weapons, so as not to waste time and energy!"

"oh!"

Not everyone in the palace could think of this level, so Wei Hong's words made everyone understand. Thinking that the weapons of his and others might become a weakness, many people frowned and became more worried about their life in this fairy world.

When Ye Wen saw this, he knew that if he didn't say anything to cheer him up, the disciples might lose confidence and then lose the motivation to fight. If that were the case, wouldn't it be useless to bring these people up?

"Don't be discouraged, even if there is no weapon? In the past few decades, I have not had any special weapon. I have only built a body of true energy to break into this fairy world!"

When everyone heard this, they all looked at the master (master) in unison, some of which were relieved, some curious, and some of which were a little confused.

Seeing this, Ye Wen had to explain: "After the master broke the void, he did not go to this fairy world, but to another world! There were countless ordinary people there, and in terms of power alone, it might be worse than an ordinary farmer in our place!"

This was the first time that everyone heard Ye Wen talk about these things. They had a little more anticipation in their eyes, and stood there quietly listening to Ye Wen's words.

"And in that world, a small number of people have embarked on the path of seeking immortality in order to pursue immortality! These people can be called cultivators, or cultivators. At the beginning, they were no different from ordinary people, but as they practiced over time, they would have great power. When they crossed several thresholds, they would ascend in the daytime, come to the fairy world, and become one of the immortals..."

Speaking of this, the disciples were a little confused because they didn't understand what Ye Wen meant? Wei Hongze said: "Master has obtained some magical skills, so..."

When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up. If Ye Wen had any mysterious martial arts or magic to teach them, then they would not have no power to protect themselves.

Ye Wen smiled: "Yes! Not right!"

Everyone was completely confused by Ye Wen's words. As a result, Ye Wen stood up, carried his hands on his back, looking extremely awesome: "After I was a teacher, I realized that there were actually many ways of practicing in this cultivation world, and one of them was called martial arts, and the so-called martial arts... is what we martial arts practitioners are talking about!"

As soon as these words came out, the slightly smarter people in the hall immediately understood what they saw, and their eyes lit up, but they were even more anxious about the words behind them.

Ye Wen glanced a little and roughly knew who was in the hall’s heads were flexible enough: for example, Nangong Huang had a smile on his lips, and he thought he had already understood the key.

Although Zhou Zhiruo had no expression on his face, his divine light flashed in his eyes, and probably thought of it. The fifth disciple Guo Jing still looked like a curious baby. It seems that although he is not young and has a lot of experience, he is still not good at these twists and turns, and he is still waiting for himself to reveal the answer!

Wei Hong frowned and sometimes let go... With his wisdom, he shouldn't have been thinking about it for so long. The only explanation is that this disciple has too many distractions in his mind. He probably wanted to get out of the question. At this time, I don't know why he was tangled with things!

Looking down, Liu Mengli's eyes were a little confused, but there was a light of inspiration in her confusion. I think this girl was not experienced enough and had little knowledge. She couldn't figure it out for a while, but she guessed something roughly.

In addition, there were people in the palace like Zhou Guan - who was just listening to stories and didn't bother to think about it! The old eunuch stood behind Wei Hong with his eyebrows down and his face was not seen. He probably had practiced in the palace for many years.

Li Xuan, who was sitting next to him, lowered his head and saw the ice crystals passing through the fingertips. This thing kept swimming around his fingertips, as flexible as a small fish. At this time, he did not speak, neither happy nor sad, nor expectant. However, the two Tianshan disciples who were attending him were staring at Ye Wen with wide eyes.

In addition, there were several Shushan disciples in the hall, one of which was originally the Yudong Sect. Later, he joined the Shushan Sect and was taken under his own disciple by Nangong Huang to take care of him. At this time, he was also in the hall, frowned and thought.

In addition to these people, there was also a middle-aged man with a tall figure and a middle-aged handsome man. The only thing that was a little special was that his eyebrows seemed a little long. At this time, the man was wearing a Taoist robe and was now standing there calmly, with a faint sense of outrage, which surprised Ye Wen for a while.

Finally, Ye Wen turned his gaze to Dongfang Kui standing beside him. This man... kept looking at him, and Ye Wen couldn't see what was contained in those eyes, which made Ye Wen a little afraid to look at each other.

These things seem complicated, but in fact they are just what Ye Wen saw at first glance. There are not many people left in the hall, but many of them. This glance gave him a general understanding of the outstanding people in the Shushan Sect at present. When teaching his disciples in the future, these people will definitely be ranked first.

"After learning about a lot of situations, I found that in order to achieve immortality, most monks practice too much focus on prolonging their lives, increasing their cultivation, etc. They are not very proficient in fighting skills, so these monks basically rely on magic weapons when they fight against others! For example, the spiritual flying sword and other things!"

Speaking of magic weapons, everyone present also had some impressions. After all, there are similar legends in the world of Jiuzhou Ding. Some literati wrote some weird stories and other things to sell. What's more, some Taoist priests from the traveling side would claim that the things they carried with them were magic weapons, magic weapons, and other things.

So no one doesn’t understand what this magic weapon means. In addition, Ye Wen specially gave the example of flying swords, everyone immediately had an intuitive impression - something used to kill people!

Although this is a bit extreme, it is essentially correct. Ye Wen does not need to correct it. After he finished speaking, he continued: "But the martial arts lineage is different from it! The martial arts lineage tempers its body spirit and cultivates to the depths. You can even use a pair of flesh palms to shake the magic weapons of those monks... As a teacher, I used this pair of flesh palms to destroy the magic weapons of countless people, so as long as you practice diligently, you don't have to worry too much about the lack of weapons!"

These words not only told them that they and others could be considered as the martial arts lineage, but also told them, "As long as you practice hard, you don't have to worry about weapons at all. If it really doesn't work, you still have fists! Our fists are very hard!"

After hearing this, the disciples finally felt that they had a sense of despair, but some people still felt that others were hitting themselves with magic weapons from afar, but they were relying on their fists, which would be a little bit of a loss?

Ye Wen glared and scolded: "Have you forgotten what my unique skills in Shushan School are? If you have mastered them, are you still afraid of those tricks?"

When everyone was scolded, they suddenly remembered that the unique skill of the Shushan School was the sword control technique. Although it was a flying sword condensed by the true energy of the commander, with this move, I would not be afraid that the opponent would hide from afar and fight him.

As if to continue to increase confidence for everyone, Ye Wen said again: "What's more, when you practice martial arts deep, you are not completely obsessed with close-knit combat. When your own skills are powerful to a certain level, the power of the energy emitted is no worse than the legendary magic!"

As if he wanted to increase the persuasion of this sentence, Ye Wen stepped out, drew a semicircle with his left palm slightly, and then slapped it out with his right palm. Everyone saw a purple aura appearing on Ye Wen's palm, and then a ferocious dragon opened its bloody mouth and roared out from Ye Wen's right palm. Everyone felt that after the dragon flew out, there was an invisible pressure in the entire hall. Some disciples with weaker skills unconsciously retreated several steps. As a result, there was no one in the direction of Ye Wen's palm slapping, and they all dodged aside.

"Is this...the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

The disciples in the hall are all the elites of the Shushan Sect, so they naturally know the unique skills of this Shushan Sect. They immediately turned their attention to Guo Jing, who is most proficient in this palm technique in the current sect, but when they saw Guo Jing looking at Ye Wen's palm with admiration, he sighed constantly - he was really aware of the goods, and naturally could see how powerful Ye Wen's palm was.

If Guo Jing only exerted such a palm force, he could do it, but it was definitely not as solid as Ye Wen's palm force. The dragon-shaped energy would not be like a living creature like a real dragon, let alone roaring and making a dragon roar.

At the same time, Ye Wen slapped his palm, and the dragon-shaped energy flew out so far away and was still undispersed. Not to mention Guo Jing, even Li Xuan could not do this even if he slapped his palm with the cold air of the Ice Soul.

Just at this moment, a red sword light suddenly flew into the outside of the hall, and it was so dying that it collided with the dragon force. When everyone didn't realize what was going on, they heard a loud bang, and then the energy scattered, and a fierce gust blew out of thin air in the hall, making everyone's cheeks hurt.

Only then did they come to their senses, then turn to the entrance of the hall, but see an extremely handsome and beautiful person standing at the entrance of the hall, shaking his hands while complaining: "Senior Brother is so enthusiastic about the welcome, I can't bear it!"

The person who came was naturally Xu Xian, and Ye Wen did not expect that when he was demonstrating to everyone, Xu Xian happened to fly over. His junior brother was indeed too fast. He just vaguely felt that Xu Xian was back, and the person came to him. Of course, this was also related to Ye Wen's failure to pay full attention to the surrounding situation.

Everyone in the hall opened their mouths wide, and many of them had their mouths in a circle, but they didn't expect that such a terrifying palm would be caught! But when they turned their heads and looked at Ye Wen, they saw that his face was relaxed. It seemed that the palm was just a product of his casual wave. This would have such great power, but they didn't know how terrifying it would be with all their strength.

Just as I was thinking, I suddenly heard two shouts.

"Uncle Master!" "Master!"

Originally, there was a disciple who suddenly broke in and was about to rush into the hall - even if he knew that rushing up was useless, at least he had to do this, but at least he had to do this, but he happened to hear Guo Jing and Nangong Huang shouting.

There was no need for them to continue fighting at this moment. The relationship seemed to be only over twenty years. The beautiful person like a woman was also his own person - he was also the master of Nangong Huang, the elder elder, and the junior brother of Master Ye Wen, then they were their uncle!

Xu Xian looked around and found that there were not many people he knew. He recognized Dongfang Kui and Zhou Zhiruo, and the rest could not see who was who?

However, Nangong Huang and Guo Jing's two throats made him react. Looking at Nangong Huang, who was old and dissatisfied, Xu Xian asked uncertainly: "Huang'er?"

"Master!"

Nangong Huang was about to kneel down in front of Xu Xian and kowtow to his master, but in this way, Xu Xian didn't dare to let him kowtow, for fear that if he was on his head, the disciple would not be able to get up. Nangong Huang's current appearance really looked too weak.

"Why are you so old?" Xu Xian held up casually, and a gentle energy held Nangong Huang, making him unable to kneel down. At the same time, in order to reduce the feeling of sadness, he directly asked a word that made everyone speechless: "Did you marry too many wives and concubines?"

“…”

Everyone in the hall was speechless. Many young disciples who had never seen Xu Xian were stunned and said to themselves: "This uncle is casual enough!"

Ye Wen knew what Xu Xian was thinking and waved to Xu Xian: "Come here, so that everyone can see what you look like. At the same time, you will also recognize many younger generations..."

Xu Xian chuckled and said to Nangong Huang: "Don't worry, now that the master is here, please recover as soon as possible! It's okay to marry a few more..."

Nangong Huang smiled awkwardly, then stood back to his original place. At this time, another indigo blue light flew in and happened to stop beside Xu Xian. Nangong Huang took a look and asked in a very uncertain way: "Master's wife?"

He shouted that it didn't matter, but he was shocked by Huang Rongrong, who had just come back and couldn't figure out the situation. He turned to look at Xu Xian, but everyone could see the meaning of the eyes: "Who is this old man?"

"Master's wife...I am Huang'er!"

"Ah?" Huang Rongrong was shocked: "Why are you so old?"

She was already petite, and after she broke the void, she looked much smaller. She looked like a 14 or 15-year-old girl. She looked like a naughty child at this moment. But when she thought that this person was the teacher's wife of Nangong Huang, who seemed almost buried in the soil, although everyone found it interesting, she didn't dare to laugh out loud because of her identity. She just felt it was very hard to hold it in.
Chapter completed!