"Master, there's no need to say more. Where are we going to rob?" the fourth master asked impatiently.

"At the foot of the mountain, three hundred miles away, there is a city called Jiuquan City. There is a large family in it, with three thousand servants, thousands of hectares of fertile land, and hundreds of villagers."

The headmaster looked around, his eyes flickered, and he continued with a guilty conscience: "This family's surname is Gou, and he is known as Gou Dahu. More than twenty years ago, Gou Dahu was just a down-and-out scholar, known as Gou Scholar.

A member of the clan took him in and asked him to teach his children how to read and write. Finally, he fell in love with a member of the clan's daughter and was recruited as his son-in-law."

Everyone listened attentively and stared at the headmaster's face, but the headmaster didn't look at them and just kept talking to himself.

"Unexpectedly, this scholar had a vicious mind and deceived the son of a member of the Communist Party of China into a bandit road. He was robbed by bandits and taken to the mountain. Fortunately, he was not killed. Instead, he became a target in the village.

Little guy, and when he came out of the village and returned home, he found that the name of the manor had also been changed to Goujiazhuang."

"After many inquiries, I found out that not only my father died of a serious illness, but my sister also died. So the son of a member of the Communist Party of China sneaked into the manor with the martial arts he learned in the village. However, he was captured by the manor before he could get close.

The disciple found out that he escaped after a big fight. Looking back, he can be sure that the other party is a practitioner. Do you think this kind of person who is not benevolent in cultivation should be robbed?"

After the boss finished speaking, he looked at everyone with some hope.

"Yes, we will fight for those who are not benevolent in their cultivation." The fourth leader was still the one who rushed to answer.

Lou Jinchen remembered that when he first met the leader, he was still injured.

Others also agreed.

The leader was delighted with everyone's approval and immediately said: "Since we have decided to do this, let's all give ourselves a name."

"I'll take my life as a ghost." The boss said.

The second master is a silent young man, but he is very handsome. He always takes care of himself neatly. He is the one who is least like a bandit here and is the most out of tune with everyone.

"My name is Jade Faced Man." The second in charge said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately provoked a chuckle. The second master looked over and the other party immediately covered his mouth, waved his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I really couldn't hold it back." The one who laughed was the seventh master.

Lou Jinchen pinched a few beards on his chin and pondered for a moment. Giving himself a nickname was definitely a move to reveal his inner feelings.

"My name is Peerless Sword Immortal." Lou Jinchen said.

Everyone looked at him. Lou Jinchen leaned against the wooden board. Since his eyes were not healed yet and were covered with black gauze, he didn't care what they thought.

"You blind man, you still want to be the peerless swordsman." The fourth master mocked, "Let me call you the peerless swordsman."

His name was Sword God, but no one saw his sword, and he didn't care about what others thought. He just said to Lou Jinchen: "Peerless Sword Immortal, when will we compete to see who is better, Peerless Sword Immortal, you or me?"

This peerless swordsman is powerful."

Lou Jinchen ignored him.

The fifth head of the family is an old man. This is what Lou Jinchen couldn't figure out the most. He looked gloomy. He thought for a moment and said, "I'll call him Black Wind Old Demon."

The sixth master is a simple and honest young man with a pair of big palms like cattail fans. He practices his palm skills against the waterfall in the mountain stream every day. When he waves his palms at the trees, every palm breaks the small trees and cracks the big trees.

He is the one who destroys the mountains and forests the most.

"Let me call you mountain pusher." said the honest young man.

It was the last one's turn, and she dressed up as a man. Everyone present knew it, and she knew that everyone knew it, but she still dressed up as a man.

Everyone looked at her, and she recited for a while and said: "As for me, let's call him Hua Butterfly, hee hee!"

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Here it is, a new volume, a new beginning, three million words, and a line that runs through the protagonist's practice. Naturally, he needs to see the world and see all living beings.

Asking for a monthly ticket.

After taking a bath and revising, my mind was indeed much clearer and I found a lot of typos.

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Chapter completed!