Chapter 445 (1/2)
The meeting time is at noon.
The sky was just a little bright, and there was a lot of noise in the place of the outer gate. Tens of thousands of disciples of the outer gate all rushed to Wudao square, fearing no carelessness.
Last night, as soon as Chu Xingyun gave the order, the elders and deacons took action and summoned all the disciples from other schools to make sure they went to Wudao square. No one could disobey them.
It is because of this that the present scene has emerged.
When the outer disciples gathered in Wudao square, the inner disciples also took actions. They either rushed to Wudao square or went to the main peak of the sword. They paid special attention to this matter.
Chu Xingyun is the youngest sword master in the history of wanjian Pavilion, and his future is immeasurable.
However, as the sword master, he was forced into the Jedi and had to compromise. This was unprecedented. It was so shocking that everyone didn't want to miss it and wanted to see it.
Near noon, the main peak of the sword, finally came the movement.
Under the gaze of the crowd, Chu Xingyun and Xia Qingcheng snatched out of the main peak of the sword, walked side by side, and ran in the direction of Wudao square.
At first, the four sword masters who passed on their skills wanted to go together to help Chu Xingyun.
However, Chu Xingyun declined one by one.
Although today's event has a great momentum, it is only a dispute between the outside world to investigate its root. If the four sword masters come forward, this matter will become more and more noisy, and it is difficult to end it smoothly.
What's more important, if the transmission of meritorious services appears, the internal affairs led by Chang Chixiao will most likely interfere with each other. By then, disputes will only become more complicated.
In view of this, Yun Changqing can only reluctantly agree. They look at the back of Chu Xingyun's departure and sigh repeatedly. They only hope that this matter will come to an end and do not affect Chu Xingyun's mood.
A sword master of a generation is extremely elegant and has a unique talent. But in the end, because of his power, he has to compromise with others and seek perfection. No one can let go of such a thing.
Before long, Chu Xingyun came to Wudao square.
He stood in the void and looked at it. However, he saw that Wudao square was full of human figures, like a real dragon, extending far away.
In the distance, there are many figures flash over to join the huge team.
”Seventy thousand disciples from other schools gathered in one place at the same time, and its momentum was indeed vast.” Xia Qingcheng also stares at the front, sighs in the heart, looks around and frowns.
She found that in the whole Wudao square, there were all disciples and no deacons and elders.
Chu Xingyun naturally found this, he pointed to the lower part of the mouth: ”let's go down first.”
Xia Qingcheng nodded, their bodies slowly landed and stayed on a grandstand.
At the same time, those who followed, also stopped. They gazed at Chu Xingyun, their eyes full of light, not turning their eyes, for fear of missing something.
At noon, more than 70000 foreign disciples gathered here, but the deacons and elders still did not appear, which made many people frown and began to talk in a low voice.
As time goes by, the scorching sun gradually sinks down the western mountain, reflecting a gorgeous sunset.
On Wudao square, thousands of people are still waiting.
”They must have colluded in advance to embarrass us!” Xia Qingcheng was so angry that his face was livid. He even changed his tone when he spoke. His eyes were filled with anger, staring at the front.
Not only she, but also many other disciples, had to wait a little impatiently. The voices of discussion, irritability, resentment, and voices rang out, which made the whole space very chaotic.