Chapter 104: A Single Paper Suppresses the Whole Hall

Li Hao frowned slightly.

He remembered telling Xue'er that there was no need to ask her Master to come down the mountain to stand on the stage for him.

It was meaningless.

After eight years of separation, Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao once again stepped into this mansion courtyard.

Just as he entered the Shanhe Courtyard, he saw the young man lying on the old man's chair basking in the sun, looking so comfortable.

He had thought that such a young man would be practicing at every moment, but he hadn't expected him to be this leisurely.

However, perhaps it was the final relaxation before the great battle, which was also normal.

Behind Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao, there were four other figures following, all his disciples, three men and one woman, and the one with the highest cultivation realm had already stepped into the Three Imperishable Realms.

The four of them were also sizing up Li Hao, their eyes revealing surprise and curiosity.

"Brother Hao."

Bian Bian Ruxue ran over, her smiling face blooming, and said: "I asked Master and the others to come down the mountain."

It disturbed his clear dream, but facing the young lady's good intentions, Li Hao couldn't blame her, so he had to stand up, throw the poetry collection to the side, look at this Master Master Jian Sheng approaching, and finally sigh in his heart.

The one who took away the little tail was him, but the one who let go and let the little tail leave was himself.

And the one who truly broke up with him was the little tail herself.

In this case, who could he blame? Li Hao blamed no one, because he had already withdrawn the few extra steps he had taken.

Therefore, after sighing deeply, Li Hao put aside his miscellaneous thoughts, smiled and cupped his hands: "Master Master Jian Sheng Old Master, I hope you have been well."

"Hmm?"

Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao was slightly surprised: "You still remember me?"

"Sword Old's grace is detached, how could I forget." Li Hao said with a smile.

Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao raised his eyebrows slightly. He had thought that this young man with peerless talent must be high-spirited and arrogant, or practicing hard and lonely in temperament.

He hadn't expected him to be like a clear breeze without joy or sorrow, his whole body revealing a kind of free-spirited energy in the mountains and fields.

"Xing Wu Hou has given birth to a good son, the third generation of the Li family is going to fly to the sky again."

Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao said calmly.

Li Hao smiled, and the polite exchange was considered over.

Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao's gaze fell on the black sword box held by the young lady acting as a maid beside him.

Just as he had said many years ago, a sword-obsessed person can see the sword at a glance among ten thousand weapons.

When he entered the Shanhe Courtyard, he naturally saw this black sword box at the first glance, and only then did he pay attention to the young man.

Seeing this sword box, a ray of light appeared slightly in his eyes: "This is Eternal Night?"

"Sword Old has seen it?"

"It once bloomed briefly, but it's a pity it went silent."

Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao's gaze was calm: "It's slightly unworthy of this name. Eternal Night should be covering the sky forever, so that no one in the world doesn't know it!"

"Is Sword Old blaming my Ninth Uncle?" Li Hao said lightly.

Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao did have this thought. Although he felt he shouldn't say it, his respect for the sword made him extremely dissatisfied when he learned that this famous sword had gathered dust and been completely sealed back then.

He had once visited the mansion to ask for it, willing to exchange other promises.

But that old lady had driven him out.

However, today he just mentioned it in passing. After so many years, bringing it up again had no meaning, not to mention he was talking to a junior.

"My Ninth Uncle used this sword to enter the world, and in just three years, he made this sword, which was unknown when it was first forged, become one of the ten famous swords in the world. How can you say it's unworthy?"

Li Hao said lightly: "Besides, if my Ninth Uncle were still alive, the world would naturally know this sword. Of course, if Master Master Jian Sheng Old Master were willing to kill enemies and demons at the border for my Ninth Uncle, instead of just sitting in that Sword Hut, this sword should be the number one famous sword in the world now, right?"

Hearing the sarcasm in Li Hao's words, Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao's expression changed slightly.

The four people behind him were also stunned, then their expressions changed drastically, and the middle-aged man in the lead said in a deep voice:

"Young Master Li, please apologize to my Master!"

Li Hao just glanced at the other party and gave a light laugh, not speaking.

This is the Shanhe Courtyard, not the Sword Hut.

Bian Bian Ruxue hadn't expected that her Master and Li Hao would have a quarrel as soon as they met. Stunned, she couldn't help but feel nervous and anxious.

Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao gazed at Li Hao, his eyes turning slightly cold, and said indifferently:

"Li Li Jiulang is indeed extraordinary in talent. Now that he has passed the sword to you, are you worthy of this sword?"

"This sword was forged by my Li family collecting precious iron from all over the world. Whether I am worthy or not is not for outsiders to say." Li Hao said with a smile.

"Brother Hao."

Bian Bian Ruxue couldn't help but call out.

Li Hao looked at her, seeing her caught in the middle and in a dilemma, but his smile faded slightly.

Many years ago, in this courtyard, it seemed to be in this position too.

That little girl stood by his side without hesitation, speaking up for him everywhere.

Hearing that she was going to be taken away, the little girl cried and said she didn't love the sword anymore, and would never practice sword again...

The time of the past could never return.

Just like the fallen leaves of the autumn color in this courtyard, once they wither, they can never return to the tree.

Even if the spring breeze rolls again next year, what sprouts is new buds...

At this time, several figures rushed from the inner courtyard, it was Li Li Tiangang, with Yu Yu Xuan and Li Fu following on his left and right.

"Master Master Jian Sheng Senior!"

Li Li Tiangang saw Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao and called out from afar, then stepped forward and cupped his hands slightly: "I didn't expect you to come to support my son, this junior pays respects."

Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao was a powerhouse of his father's generation. In his childhood, he had even visited the mansion to spar with his father.

However, although his father's comprehensive combat power could defeat Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao, he was not specialized in sword dao, so he lost many times in sword dao competitions.

"Support is unnecessary."

Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao said indifferently: "I came to join the fun and drink a cup of wedding wine for Xue'er's sake. I don't know if the Divine General's Mansion welcomes me."

"That is naturally welcome."

Li Li Tiangang was slightly surprised, feeling that the Master Master Jian Sheng's words had a bit of a sting, and looked at Li Hao beside him, immediately understanding that Li Hao's temperament was leisurely and he hadn't entertained him well.

He immediately smiled and said: "Sword Old, please follow me to the inner courtyard. Xue'er is a smart child, being able to enter the Master Master Jian Sheng's sect to practice is also the child's good fortune."

Seeing this marshal who had been in charge of troops for many years being so polite, Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao's face also showed a few smiles, and he followed him into the courtyard, no longer paying attention to Li Hao beside him. After all, the seniority difference was too great, and there was nothing to argue about with a junior.

The four disciples behind Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao also realized that arguing with Li Hao was meaningless.

They had come to send a favor, but ended up causing a quarrel, which was not worth it.

It was just that they felt a bit of displeasure and dislike for this young man famous in Qingzhou.

After they all left, Bian Bian Ruxue stood by Li Hao's side, her expression hesitant, and said: "Brother Hao, are you angry?"

Li Hao sat back in the chair and smiled: "No, nothing to be angry about."

Bian Bian Ruxue said: "My Master is extremely serious about the sword, sometimes his words are inevitably not very pleasant, Brother Hao, don't take it to heart."

Li Hao smiled: "Don't worry, I'm not angry."

Ruxue looked at him twice, and seeing that he really didn't look angry, she breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I saw that Li Qianfeng invited a Bodhisattva from Mount Wuliang to support him, so I asked Master to come down."

"You've gone to trouble for me."

Li Hao understood her good intentions and smiled: "Go accompany your Master, he is not familiar with the place, I'll bask in the sun for a while longer."

"Okay."

Bian Bian Ruxue nodded upon hearing this.

After Bian Bian Ruxue left, Li Hao flipped open the poetry collection again, covered his face with it, and continued to bask in his sun.

Beside him, Ren Ren Qianqian held the sword box and looked toward the inner courtyard frequently.

Just now, her heart had been in her throat. That Master Master Jian Sheng's momentum was too strong, and she felt a shudder all over.

This is the world-famous Master Master Jian Sheng! But the young man before her was responding calmly, without any fear. She was afraid that he would strike in anger and teach Li Hao a lesson.

But Ren Ren Qianqian's thoughts were naturally overthinking. In this Divine General's Mansion, regardless of whether Li Hao was wrong or not, even if Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao's temper was hot, he couldn't strike, otherwise, he would be hitting not just Li Hao, but the face of the entire Divine General's Mansion.

At the same time, compared to the cold popularity of people in the Mountain and River Courtyard, the Water Flower Courtyard was extremely boisterous and lively.

The hall was full of guests, the inner courtyard was already full, and even the outer courtyard was crowded with people.

The maids and servants of the mansion were shuttling through it, busy serving.

In the Tan Gong Academy.

Many disciples in the White Hall wanted to go down the mountain to join the fun at the Divine General's Mansion, to support Li Hao, and by the way, see how the Li family True Dragon would choose.

But they were all blocked by a paper prohibition order from Song Song Yufeng.

The lecturing Sun Sun Hongdian was extremely experienced in human relationships and explained the reason for the prohibition order to the disciples.

There were two reasons.

The first was that with Li Hao's talent, taking the True Dragon was certain, so there was no need for others to support him.

The second was that the Tan Gong Academy didn't need to invite trouble by adding flowers to the brocade.

A disciple in the hall immediately shouted: "But Zhou Zheng went!" Sun Sun Hongdian scolded him angrily: "He went with his father, his father is an old subordinate of the Xing Wu Hou, is your father one?"

That disciple immediately fell silent, clearly, his father was not.

By the edge of the Cold Pool Cliff.

Two figures stood here, looking out at the distance below the mountain, vaguely able to feel the prosperity there, as well as the many powerful auras gathered.

"That kid painted so many pictures for you, aren't you going to take a look?"

Song Song Yufeng stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Song Song Qiumo beside him with a smile.

Song Song Qiumo glanced at him: "If I go, aren't you afraid that you will bring Tan Gong into it?"

"That is naturally not afraid."

Song Song Yufeng said with a smile: "The Li family is not unreasonable, not to mention that child will definitely be able to take the True Dragon, what is there to fear in supporting him?"

Song Song Qiumo snorted lightly: "If you aren't afraid, why would you come to see me?"

"That little guy hasn't been up the mountain for many days, and I see you standing here waiting every day, afraid you'll be bored." Song Song Yufeng smiled.

Song Song Qiumo rolled her eyes: "I'm waiting for him to send small shortbread."

"I didn't say what you were waiting for."

Song Song Yufeng smiled: "Besides, you can also go down the mountain to buy it yourself."

Song Song Qiumo said angrily: "I promised your ancestor that I would guard here."

"Why trap yourself for a lifetime for a promise."

Song Song Yufeng sighed, saying: "Besides, you have already guarded for nearly a thousand years, and my Song family is deeply grateful."

Song Song Qiumo was silent.

A moment later, she said: "Speaking of which, he is also a teacher of your Tan Gong, why don't you go?"

Song Song Yufeng laughed, stood with his hands behind his back, and said:

"I only like to send charcoal in the snow, not add flowers to the brocade."

In the Shanhe Courtyard, besides the Master Master Jian Sheng and others, a few more people arrived one after another.

Most of them were people Li Li Tiangang had visited during this time, all coming to the courtyard to support Li Hao.

The inner courtyard was full of guests, Li Li Tiangang sat in the main hall, accompanying everyone to talk and socialize, and from time to time, bursts of laughter from middle-aged men came out.

The rest of the young people, not many in number, were in the inner courtyard, secretly looking at the young master basking in the sun in the front courtyard, their eyes filled with curiosity, but they didn't dare to get close.

Fourteen-year-old Fifteen-Li Realm, this name was too loud, making people feel awe.

"Teacher Li."

A figure sounded beside Li Hao. Li Hao flipped open the poetry collection and saw it was a familiar face.

Alone with Li Hao, Zhou Zheng's expression was slightly nervous, especially thinking of the hundred poems in the brothel that day, he was both respectful and admiring of this peer.

"Why are you here."

Li Hao was slightly surprised, swept a glance behind the other party, but saw no other students, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

With the status and status of Tan Gong, there was no need to come and get involved. After all, Tan Gong had students all over the world. If they were tied too closely to the Divine General's Mansion, it might not be a good thing.

Relationships that are distant but close are the best, the most long-lasting, and not easily destroyed.

"I came with my father." Zhou Zheng said respectfully.

Li Hao realized and nodded, letting him sit down, no need to be restrained.

The two talked about poetry and songs at will. Many people saw Zhou Zheng talking to Li Hao and were surprised, secretly remembering the appearance of this young man to avoid offending him in the future.

When it was noon.

Li Li Tiangang took the full hall of guests, let Yu Yu Xuan call Li Hao to his side, and the father and son walked in front, leading the Master Master Jian Sheng and other guests to Chen Chen Hefang's courtyard.

It was already crowded with people, packed to the brim.

Yuerong and others had already arrived one step ahead, and the guests who came to support Li Qianfeng had also already taken their seats.

According to status and status, more than half of the seats from the inner courtyard to the outer courtyard were taken.

As Li Li Tiangang and others arrived, the noise in the hall quieted down a little, and everyone cast their gazes.

Upon seeing the Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao beside Li Li Tiangang, many people's expressions changed, and they let out low gasps.

Many people hadn't expected that Li Li Tiangang could actually invite this Master Master Jian Sheng Old Master to support his child.

After all, this was a top powerhouse of the Four Standing Realm, and it was said that he was indifferent to fame and fortune, sitting in the Sword Hut all year round, but he was actually invited down the mountain.

However, some people learned that Li Hao's fiancée was a disciple of the Master Master Jian Sheng, so they didn't find it strange.

After entering the inner courtyard, under the arrangements of the Old Lady's steward, guests were seated according to their official rank, status in the martial arts world, and cultivation strength; this was an extremely meticulous and massive task, and one had to ensure as few mistakes as possible.

After all, most of those present valued "fame" extremely highly.

Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao and his disciples naturally entered the inner courtyard.

With their arrival, the discussions of the guests on Liu Liu Yuerong's side grew much smaller, and they cast wary gazes.

The four disciples beside Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao had smiles and pride in their eyes, and their gazes swept toward the young master of the Li family not far away.

Thinking of the other party's previous disrespectful words, they sneered in their hearts.

Take a look, this is the face my Master brought for you! "Master Master Jian Sheng, long time no see."

Several figures walked toward them, and standing in the middle was the Bodhisattva of Mount Mount Wuliang.

This Bodhisattva had a fair complexion, was middle-aged, wore clean kasayas, and said with a smile.

Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao's gaze froze slightly. The Bodhisattva of Mount Mount Wuliang was an extremely difficult existence to provoke.

"Didn't expect to meet you here, Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao."

Beside this Bodhisattva was another middle-aged man, luxurious, his gaze arrogant.

Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao said indifferently: "The battle of blades hasn't had a result yet, let's try again if there's a chance."

The other party was a Northern Master Master Jian Sheng who had sparred with him many years ago, but there was no result.

"Nice to meet you, long heard of the Master Master Jian Sheng's great name, haha..." Another old man smiled.

He was short and wore a green robe, with a beard hanging down to his abdomen.

Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao's expression was calm: "Don't your Demon Suppression Division have demons to suppress?"

"Just coming to drink a cup of wine, it won't delay anything." The old man smiled.

The guests at the other tables were holding their breath.

The top figures who were rarely seen on weekdays, the Four Standing Realm powerhouses, were suddenly four here.

The disciples behind Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao also had their expressions change. They had thought that with their Master coming to support Li Hao, it would at least be evenly matched, but they hadn't expected the other party to invite three.

After a simple collision, several people returned to their seats.

Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao's expression was cold, he looked at Li Li Tiangang and said: "If you only invited me, I'm afraid this venue wouldn't be suppressed."

Li Li Tiangang smiled bitterly, he had expected this long ago, and said: "There is another senior, on the way."

"Who is it?"

"The Mountain Lord of Heavenly Jianshan."

Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao's gaze moved slightly: "So it's that guy, it's also been a long time."

Li Li Tiangang sighed secretly. It was a pity that even if that person arrived, he would still be slightly inferior, but fortunately, the gap wouldn't be that big.

He looked at his son Li Hao, seeing that he had an indifferent expression, and felt helpless in his heart. The Master Master Jian Sheng was invited by Xue'er, and the Heavenly Jianshan Lord was invited by himself. His son, although his cultivation base was high, had no social connections at all.

Just as Li Li Tiangang was sighing in his heart, suddenly a voice entered the inner courtyard: "Report——Mount Mount Wuliang Luo Han visits!"

Immediately, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a monk's robe walking into the inner courtyard with a smile. Upon seeing the Bodhisattva sitting in the guest of honor seat, he immediately nodded and chanted a Buddhist name.

Afterward, he swept a glance at Tiangang's side, and upon seeing only a few inner courtyard guests at one table, he seemed slightly surprised, then stood in the center and said: "The disciple was ordered to come, where is the Qiankun Vajra?"

Li Qianfeng was surprised and stood up: "Li Qianfeng is here, pays respects to the Luo Han."

"The Mount Wuliang Buddha Lord ordered me to give a string of Buddhist beads to the Qiankun Vajra." The Luo Han said with a smile.

He and Li Qianfeng naturally knew each other, and at this moment he deliberately said it so loudly, just to increase his momentum.

Sure enough, hearing this Luo Han's words, the guests in the hall were stunned, looking at the other party in shock.

That Buddha Lord sitting high on Mount Mount Wuliang actually also stood on the other party's side? Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao and Li Li Tiangang's expressions both changed slightly, somewhat gloomy.

With that Buddha Lord coming forward, even if the Heavenly Jianshan Lord came, it would be of no use.

"If I had known, Xue'er wouldn't have had to go to such trouble."

Xue Jian Xue Jian Wudao shook his head and said, his expression already restored to calm. If he had known, he wouldn't have had to come down the mountain.

Li Li Tiangang's body shook slightly upon hearing this, and he sighed. This was indeed incomparable, but fortunately, connections were not decisive.

"Thank you, Master."

Li Qianfeng accepted the Buddhist beads from the Luo Han in front of everyone, his expression respectful.

The Luo Han smiled slightly and was about to say something, when suddenly another voice came from behind: "Report!!"

"The Yu Emperor's hand-written edict has arrived, summoning the Li family's son, Li Hao to receive the edict!!"

In an instant, the hall was silent, not a sound.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 105 =====