Chapter 83 (1/2)

In the middle of the day, someone came to them in a hurry and told them to go back without saying a word.

It must have been an accident, not a small matter.

On the way back, we can see that many disciples of the sect are rushing back.

When the valley of burial sword was at its peak, there were thousands of disciples. Now it is no longer the grand occasion of that time, and there are more than 1000 children inside and outside.

It is impossible for so many people to know each other. Some just met, looked familiar, but did not even know each other's name. Some of them may have sent more errands outside. They seldom come back in a few years. It's even hard for them to be familiar with their faces.

On the way to luofengtai, elder martial brother Xiao saw acquaintances, familiar people, as well as strangers.

There is a bridge on the road, which is connected by fine steel and iron cables, and covered with thousands of bridge slabs. There are many people crossing the bridge, but the bridge deck is not so wide. There are still some small disputes at the bridge head. The strong one is the first to cross the bridge, and the weak one is to the side of the bridge, but is squeezed to the side, can only watch others pass first.

Elder martial brother Xiao, they were also chased up. The disciples passed down by different elders in the clan have different clothes and decorations. The sword ears of elder Gan's disciples are deep jujube red. When the wind blows, the deep red sword spike is like a conspicuous flag.

Gan Chang is always famous for being a bully. His disciples are also arrogant. It is not a big deal for them to steal the way.

Let the first few people get to the bridge and let them pass first.

Elder martial brother Xiao stepped on the edge of the stone steps and shook his body slightly. His arm and elbow hit a man standing behind him.

He quickly compensated a not: ”sorry.”

The man next to him said, ”it doesn't matter, elder martial brother, you don't have to worry about it.”

When those people passed by, elder martial brother Xiao saw the man just talking. He was dressed in a white robe of an outer disciple, his hair was tied up with cloth bands, and he wore a leather sheath green sword.

At first glance, those marginal disciples who are not satisfied with themselves can not even get together with a decent outfit.

It is often said that people should respect Luoyi first and then others. In fact, it is often the same with those who practice Taoism. Not to say how gorgeous, at least it must fit. More importantly, sabre. As for those who practice swords, they value swords more than anything else. Even if you wear shabby clothes, you have to tidy up your swords.

Judging from the appearance of this disciple, we can see that he is not satisfied.

Elder martial brother Xiao is sure that he hasn't seen this fellow before, but he has a decent life. He has a generous manner and doesn't look down and dirty. He won't be bored.

”What do you call this elder martial brother? My surname is Xiao, and my single name is Yu. I am a disciple of yuxufeng. ”

The man returned a salute: ”elder martial brother Xiao, you are welcome. My surname is Li Mingchen, and I am a disciple of Changle Pavilion.”

Changle Pavilion is actually the place where the disciples of other schools stay. It has a higher status than ordinary people in the city, but the higher level is limited. They all learn the most elementary skills. No one cares, no one asks. It's the same as stocking. They are assigned to do all kinds of chores and rough work, but they can never be turned on when it is beneficial.

Xiao Yu didn't deal with the disciples of Changle pavilion very much. Many of them didn't even face to face.

”Did younger martial brother Li learn from his teacher?”