When Gao Tai and his wife entered the yard, it was just after You hour, which was seven o'clock at night. Now more than half a quarter of an hour passed, it was completely dark.

Huang Weiwen and other disciples were afraid that the sect leader would lose his skills and could not see clearly, so they hurriedly lit four braziers in the yard and shone the lights of the not-so-dark yard, just like daytime.

When the old sect leader fought with Gao Tai for fifty moves, he saw the exquisite "White Tiger Jumping the Rift", and he continued to attack like crazy.

Gao Tai was not polite, and he used his long-lost unique skills and tricks one by one.

"Broken your son and cross the river", "Adhere to righteousness and righteousness", "The tiger roars in the mountains and forests", "It is difficult to cross the ghosts"...

The lost exquisite moves were reproduced in Gao Tai's hands. The tricks were so sophisticated that the old sect leader could only resist, just like an insect surrounded by a ball of silver light, swaying in the wind and rain.

When Gao Tai and the old sect leader broke up to the 60th move, the old sect leader finally couldn't support him and was hit by Gao Tai with a knife.

As the disciple exclaimed, the old sect leader took two steps back, and continued to pounce on him without looking at the blood on his arms.

Gao Tai noticed that the old sect leader wanted to try his best to see the full picture of the Five Tigers Broken Sword's complete sword moves, so he slowed down his hand and used the last four moves.

The fastest straight slash - "a roar of wind" made the old sect leader dodge and fell off a beard.

It seems that one sword is a unique skill containing two consecutive swords, "cutting and pounce", which makes the old sect leader's sleeve shatter and rolls for three times in a row before barely avoiding it.

The most fierce and fierce sweep - "Heavenly dominates the mountains", forced the old sect leader to resist with all his strength, but was knocked down the steel knife in his hand.

The simple and unpretentious style of "Fuxiang Shengliu" finally stopped on the tip of his nose when the old sect leader closed his eyes and waited for death with satisfaction.

"My nephew has finished using the sixty-four styles of Five Tiger Breaking Sword created by Master Qin in Yunzhou, Northern Song Dynasty." Gao Tai put away the treasure sword and said lightly.

The old sect leader opened his eyes, full of admiration and surprise, but without any shame. He laughed and said, "Okay! Blessings from ancestors! Eighteen, you were the first in your generation. Now you have to be protected by ancestors to perfect the sword technique of this sect to the pinnacle. I also truly admire you. You will be the fourth generation sect leader of the Five Tigers Broken Sword in the future!"

Seeing that his master was defeated by Mao Shiba, Huang Weiwen even gave in to the position of the sect leader. How could he be willing? If the old master had no chance of inheriting the rank of treasure a hundred years later, and now he was being stumbled by Mao Shiba. Huang Weiwen hurriedly said, "Master, no! Mao Shiba came to the door on the night of worshiping ancestors. It was a deception of the master and destroying ancestors. At worst, we all fought with him, how could we bow our heads to him..."

The old sect leader snorted coldly and said, "The sword technique of the eighteenth century is already stronger than that of the ancestor. The sword technique is comparable to that of the old sect's ancestor hundreds of years ago. What do you want to do? Don't let the martial arts of our sect be? You have to have your own fire? A bastard! I am not dead yet, so it's not your turn to make a point!"

A few words made Huang Weiwen look disgusted. The old sect leader looked around again and said, "I know that many of you are not convinced. But I just said that Mao Shiba was the first to trace the origin of this sect's sword technique, so I gave in to the position of the sect's master.

I just lost to him, but he did not use more clever sword techniques to use tricks. He used a more profound move that was inherited from the Five Tigers of the Break Sword of this sect. In my early years, when I was first learning sword techniques under the ancestors, I heard him say that the sword techniques passed down by the old master hundreds of years ago were originally sixty-four styles, but later gradually lost to the forty-nine styles of today. Although I have never seen the sword techniques of the Master Qin, I can feel that Mao Shiba's sixty-four styles of the sword techniques are inherited from each other, and there is no trace of life and hard pulling. It should be the unique skill of this sect!

I have lived for seventy years, how could I be greedy for power and go against my words and deeds? I said that the leader of the sect is Mao Shiba, and that is Mao Shiba!"

The old sect leader's words were loud and loud, leaving more than 30 disciples in the yard speechless, and even Master Huang Weiwen and Senior Brother Gou could only be depressed.

The old sect leader coughed lightly, looked at Gao Tai, and smiled and said, "Eighteen, let's talk in the room."

Gao Tai nodded and followed Wei Xiaobao to the east wing room in the backyard. The north wing room in the backyard was a ancestral hall, which worshiped the two generations of ancestors of Yunzhou, Qin Zushi and Taizhou, and the east wing room was the room where the door master lived and welcomed guests.

After entering the room, the old sect leader and Gao Tai sat down with each other. The middle disciple standing outside the door did not dare to enter without the old sect leader's instructions. Gao Tai glanced at the bloody wound on the old sect leader's arm and frowned and said, "Yao Junqing! Come in and bandage your master's wound!"

Someone outside the door agreed, and then a thirty-three or four-year-old man came in with a roll of gauze and a bottle of golden sore medicine to bandage the old sect leader.

Yao Junqing is the second disciple of the old sect leader. Because he is a few years younger than Mao Shiba, the two seem to be of age difference. They have a very good relationship in their early years. Just now, Yao Junqing did not say a bad word in the yard.

When Yao Junqing bandaged the old sect leader, the old sect leader did not say a word, and he only breathed a sigh of relief after the bag was finished. Yao Junqing was about to go out, the old sect leader said, "Junqing, you can serve here."

Yao Junqing, who had been suppressed by his senior brother for many years, felt happy when he heard this, and quickly agreed to stand behind the old sect leader, and looked at Gao Tai with gratitude.

Wei Xiaobao stood beside Gao Tai, watched coldly for a while, and thought to himself: This Yao Junqing may be a good friend of Master Lao Gui. Master beat the bullshit senior brother, and this guy may be worthy of being used.

Seeing that the old sect leader had a better expression, Gao Tai leaned out and said, "Uncle Wang, what do you always want to say?"

The old sect leader, named Wang Liuhuai, was the second disciple whom the ancestor moved to Taizhou. Now he is the only second-generation disciple.

Wang Liuhuai reached out to stroke his beard, but he felt empty. He remembered that his half-foot-long beard was cut into three inches by Mao Shiba. He felt a little sad and said, "What I said just now is true. If you can improve the martial arts in the sect, it is because God is determined to revive the sect. I am willing to give in to the position of the leader of the sect, but you still have to agree to the three joints."

When Gao Tai came, he thought he was going to make a big fuss, but he didn't expect that things would go smoother than he expected, so he was happy and agreed, "My uncle, but he said it's okay. My nephew agreed."

Wang Liuhuai said in a deep voice: "I know you are an open-minded man, but you are also a man who will be revenged with grudges. If you don't say something in advance, you're afraid that you will cause trouble. First, you are the leader of the sect. I will never drag you down, but you must not revenge private revenge, bully and retaliate against Huang Weiwen, Gou Lihui and others. Although they don't deal with you, they have to use it for loyal masters!"

Gao Tai thought to himself: What does the conflict between them and Mao Shiba have to do with me, Gao Tai?

"No problem. As long as they are loyal to the sect, I will give up my past grudges and let go of the past!" Gao Tai waved his hand and agreed happily.

Wang Liuhuai secretly praised Gao Tai for his grandfather's demeanor, and just nodded slightly on the surface, and continued: "Now the Tartars are powerful and have already established their power. If you want to rebel, you have to act within your ability. Never do anything unnecessary to die, nor can you harm our master's inheritance!"

Gao Tai nodded and said, "Uncle Master is a mature man. I will ask you to check your work in the future. I will respond to this!"

Wang Liuhuai smiled with satisfaction and said, "Senior brother has been fond of you the most before he was alive. You really have the qualifications of Master Guang. Another thing is that the sixty-four styles of the Five Tiger Breaking Sword you have learned will be passed on in the sect. Are you willing?"

Gao Tai laughed and said, "This is naturally. My nephew will pass on this set of sword techniques when he accepts disciples. In a few days, I will copy a sword technique for you to keep. In the future, you will pass on any disciple who has made contributions."

Wang Liuhuai touched the short beard on his chin with satisfaction and smiled: "Okay!"

The uncle and nephew agreed after a moment of negotiation. Wang Liuhuai immediately called in Master and Apprentice Huang Weiwen and Gou Lihui, and several other disciples who had gaps with Mao Shiba, and instructed them one by one, and asked them to apologize to Gao Tai.

Gao Tai also showed great magnanimity and comforted each one by one.
Chapter completed!