When the battle ended, Meng Jin felt a brief period of fatigue on his face, but he soon hid.

Facing the coming disciples of Jianshan, Meng Jin did not speak. Based on his identity, realm and life experience, he did not have to speak at all when facing these young swordsmen.

He was not interested, either.

But today is different. He stood there patiently, looking at the disciples coming, and when they all arrived, Meng Jin's face calmed down a lot.

"The old master sword cultivation is hard to find in the world. This sword answer really opens everyone's eyes."

The swordsmen in Jianshan have two and three generations of disciples, but more are three generations of disciples. These disciples have not been able to go up the mountain for a long time and have not had a high level. Naturally, their minds are not very firm, and they are easily provoked by a few words.

As someone spoke, the atmosphere here suddenly became strong. In the crowd, I don’t know who shouted, “Since the old master is so brilliant, if he doesn’t come out to take charge of the overall situation, what should he do if Jianshan encounters such a thing again?”

what to do?

It can also be said that we are doing this today.

But how can it be like today every time?

"Please take charge of Jianshan!"

Among the crowd, one of them knelt down in public and was soon recognized. This was Yang Li, a swordsman on the mountain. He knelt on the mountain road and said to Meng Jin: "I beg the old leader to take charge of Jianshan, and Jianshan can have real glory!"

His voice was loud and spread all over the mountain, and his expression was extremely real, making people unable to see any false meaning. This was his idea, without any problem.

Meng Jin didn't say anything, but many people on the mountain road began to frown. It might not be many problems to make Meng Jin the head of Jianshan, but one problem is enough.

That is, there is already a master on this mountain, and there shouldn’t be or can’t have a second master.

Perhaps if Meng Jin wanted to take over Jianshan again, he could only let Wu Shanhe take down this position.

This kind of thing is difficult for Wu Shanhe to do.

Chen Xuan was standing on the mountain road. The things he had lived in the sword house before were now completely poured into his mind. Although he was not the first disciple of Jianshan, he was the most loyal. When he heard this statement, he immediately walked out of the crowd and looked at Yang Li who was kneeling, and angrily scolded: "Yang Li, you and I are both gentlemen who teach these disciples Jiandao. How can you do this? Jianshan still has a sect, how can you recommend the old sect to take charge of Jianshan again? If you do this, you will put the old sect into a state of injustice."

"Can you still be a teacher like this?"

Chen Xuan looked at Yang Li, his face full of anger. He looked at the disciples on the mountain road and said seriously: "There is an ancestor system in Jianshan. Although it is not your or my decision, since you have become disciples in Jianshan, these things should be abide by. If anyone does such a thing that violates the ancestor system of Jianshan, he should go down the mountain as soon as possible. What kind of swords should he practice? I am afraid he is not even worthy of being a human being!"

As soon as Chen Xuan said this, the crowd nodded repeatedly to Wu Shanhe's swordsman, but someone soon walked out and looked at Chen Xuan and said, "The ancestor system is naturally worthy of respect. However, it is still a bit inappropriate to put the rules of thousands or even tens of thousands of years ago to restrain us now. Besides, what was the mountains and rivers in the past and what was the mountains and rivers now? Could it be that it is true that it is true?"

"The ancestor system is to make Jianshan better, but if the ancestor system blocks the exhibition of Jianshan, what do you think this ancestor system should be changed?"

After the man said this, someone quickly responded: "It should be so. The ancestral system cannot control the sword mountain today. The old sect has such a high level of sword art and has repelled powerful enemies for Jianshan. No matter what, it should be in charge of Jianshan. Besides, the old sect was the head of Jianshan in the past. This time, it is normal for the re-pin of Jianshan. There is nothing wrong with it."

"Everyone, we are all for the sake of Jianshan and for the sake of the swordsman. I think Master Wu understands it. Today we will ask for instructions from the master. Master is also a wise man, so naturally we know what to do."

Before he finished speaking, the speaker opened the crowd without waiting for everyone to react and headed towards Wen Jianping. It was thought that he was determined and there was nothing else to stop him. But the person who spoke at the beginning was not like this. Yang Li knelt on the ground and looked at Meng Jin and said, "If the old leader still refuses to agree, Yang Li will die here today!"

Seeing that Meng Jin did not respond, he had already drawn his sword and was about to put it on his neck.

Meng Jin waved his hand slightly, and the long sword left in response, landing somewhere in the mountains, missing.

But Yang Li didn't get up, and gradually many disciples knelt down and fell in front of Meng Jin.

One by one, very pious.

Meng Jin looked at this scene without saying anything, but just looked at these disciples, as if he had difficulty making a decision in his heart.

The atmosphere here suddenly became very quiet.

Except for the swordsman who left before, few swordsmans are standing.

The swordsmen kneeling here account for almost two-thirds of the mountain.

If there is a saying on the mountain, then Meng Jin will be the one who wants to be the people.

This is really a very unsightly scene.

Chen Xuan turned his head and didn't want to see this scene. He was a loyal person. He could not stand such a scene before him, nor could he stand such a person like those disciples.

He just thought that today's matter should not be simple. He only saw how Wu Shanhe, as the head of Jianshan, should solve it.

...

...

The mountain road suddenly became quiet. Although I couldn't see this extraordinary thing on Jianping, I could still guess it.

Wu Shanhe and Yan Le stood by the cliff, and the two of them had different thoughts.

Yan Le frowned and said, "Things are not the same as what we thought. It's too difficult. Who knew that this old master actually had so many supporters."

Wu Shanhe smiled and said, "It is of course beneficial to live for a long time, not to mention that there are many other chess pieces on this mountain, which have been temporarily given to the master. How can it not be powerful and how can it not be tricky?"

Yan Le touched the hilt of the sword around her waist, felt the sweat in her palm, and felt the peace of mind. "If the old leader was isolated and helpless, or if there were not so many people sincerely to help him, it could be said that the old leader wanted to be the head of Jianshan, but with so many people, it would be obvious that there was really a little bit of a clear relationship between him and the three religions."

"It's just that it's unknown whether it's Taoism or Confucianism."

Yan Le rubbed the back of his hands, making his somewhat stiff back of his hands loosen a little, "But the problem is still there. The old master's realm is there. Now there are so many disciples to support him. As long as the old master is thinking, what should I do now?"

Wu Shanhe said: "What if I don't agree with it if I live or die?"

The position of the head of Jianshan is so important. It is probably difficult for those who can sit in it to let go.

Yan Le smiled bitterly and said, "Then you must fight. If you fight with the old master, will the master be sure?"

Wu Shanhe asked, "Do you think I can fight with a swordsman who climbed the top of the tower and stepped into the sea with one foot, how many moves can I hold on?"

At this time, it was no longer a time to joke. Yan Le smiled and said, "According to the state of the head, I'm afraid I can't stop it with a single move."

There is a spring and autumn state between the morning and dusk state and the tower state. This is a natural barrier that is not something that ordinary people can overcome.

Moreover, looking at the entire history of mountains and rivers, no one can surpass a monk who climbs the tower in the morning and evening realm. The closest battle result is that it must be a monk who climbs the tower in the spring and autumn realm.

Wu Shanhe rubbed his head and suddenly said, "Can the Spring and Autumn Realm work?"

Yan Le was stunned and asked immediately: "Can the head master break through the morning and evening?"

"Just say it casually."

Wu Shanhe looked at Yan Le with a smile. If this breaking realm was so simple, then the youngest spring and autumn realm in the world should not be Ye Shengge, but Wu Shanhe.

Yan Le said helplessly: "Besides, even if the head sect is a little better than the old head sect, he will definitely face reprimand later. After all, the old head sect has done a big thing, but the head sect has never done anything."

Wu Shanhe walked forward a few steps and said, "This is a headache. It seems that the seat of the Master of Jianshan is sent to Master."

Yan Le frowned, then lowered his voice and said, "The head master has reached the current situation and is still unwilling to reveal his trump card? In this situation, even if it is not what the head master thinks, can the head master not think about it? Since he has thought about it, there must be a way to deal with it. Is this a false thing?"

Wu Shanhe looked at Yan Le and said seriously: "I have thought about the things, the consequences, and the solutions, but you can't say that. I only have two rice, so it's really difficult for you to make me a good dish."

Yan Yue is silent.

If this kind of thing is true as Wu Shanhe said, then things on the mountain today will be even more difficult.

Wu Shanhe patted Yan Le's shoulder and smiled, not saying much nonsense. He was concise and said in one sentence, "The soldiers come to block the generals, and the water comes to cover the earth."

But before he finished speaking, a swordsman came to Jianping.

That person was the one who asked Meng Jin to be the head of the mountain road before. He came to Wenjianping, saluted Wu Shanhe, and said softly: "Please go down the mountain by the head."

Wu Shanhe looked at him with a disgusting expression, "Why?"

The man looked at the ground and his waist was bent. He whispered: "There is something that needs to be decided by the head."

Yan Le interrupted, "If you have anything to ask Jianping, let the head of the sect go down the mountain, who do you think you are?"

Wu Shanhe shook his head.

The man still lowered his head and didn't say anything.

Wu Shanhe walked a few steps forward and said calmly: "Then let's go."
Chapter completed!