With one sword, the predecessor was seriously injured, and the sword heart was broken, and he died of depression in just a few years.

As the heir, Xiaoshan Ancestor is a person who is on the shelves, which is similar to the position of Zuo Lingquan as the Lord Linyuan on top of the current position. His talent is so ancient that he can't stand it too young. If he can take on the throne, he will be a ghost.

Besides, the ancestor Xiaoshan is not very talented among the powerful people on the top of the mountain. He is about the same level as Lord Wanghai and Lord Yinyue, and he is not as old as Lord Taohua.

Since the ancestor of Xiaoshan took over Luojian Mountain, Luojian Mountain has not gone downhill, and the situation is not much different from jumping off a building.

Originally, Luojian Mountain was closest to Leiting Cliff, and it was the big boss at Leiting Cliff Ferry. Now the sect that Leiting Cliff has made a decision is Qianqiu Yuefu tens of thousands of miles away; the situations of other cave heavens and the Lingtian mine veins are almost the same.

The resources were squeezed out, so naturally they could not keep fresh blood. Later, Luojianshan even had to rely on recruiting son-in-law to win over good seedlings of the path of practice.

All the cultivators say that Luojianshan likes to do things and make some fancy gimmicks. This is true, but Luojianshan has no other way. If they do not maintain the popularity of the sect for a long time and become the pheasant sect in the hearts of the sword cultivators in the world, there will be even less good seedlings willing to become disciples.

This is the same principle when you talk about the glorious years of ancestors when you meet others. If Luo Jianshan does not force himself to be a top immortal family, can you still expect other sects to swear Luo Jianshan? Then don’t you agree that you have become a second-rate?

However, in the past two years, Luojianshan’s fame has risen a lot.

Under the moonlight, there are people outside the Summer Peak.

Countless monks gathered outside the sword gate and watched two sword heroes fighting on the huge round platform.

Behind the Panlong Wall behind the round platform, there is a row of Taishi Chairs, with each sect's reputation sitting in it. The head Xue Yuanxia is in the middle, and there are several elders in the sect next to it, and Han Song, the elder of the Danwei.

The head of a sect has never been good at fighting power. What they are worried about is the sect’s firewood, rice, oil and salt, and the human nature of the immortals.

Seeing the scene that thousands of people in the sect admired, Xue Yuanxia couldn't hide his sigh in his eyes, and the depression in his heart for so many years had been slightly relaxed.

The two swordsmen on the stage, one is a young swordsmen from Dongzhou, who are talented and may be able to win in this game today, but when they meet the ancestor's direct disciple Song Qianji, they have no chance of winning.

Thinking of his junior brother Song Qianji, Xue Yuanxia felt a little sigh, or gratitude.

Although this young junior brother is frivolous and arrogant, his talent is really amazing. Two years ago, the saying "Dongzhou sword cultivators are all in the wrong way" made Luo Jianshan even more famous.

This sentence must be furious when the monks in Dongzhou heard it, but the people in Huajunzhou felt so good. At least Jue Jianya dared not say this.

Since this sentence was gone, Dongzhou has never stopped asking the sword to challenge the people. Xue Yuanxia didn't even have to consider marrying his daughter. She sat here to guide the younger generation every day, and her fame rose slowly.

After more than two years, the disciples have won and lost, but the junior brother Song Qianji did not lose in a game.

This record is the best admissions document. The younger generation who visited the mountain last year alone had more than ten years combined.

There is no shortage of fresh blood. The revival of the sect is only a matter of time. The ancestor has not sighed for nearly two years, and smiled and drank tea and played chess in the back mountain. Once his mind calmed down, the ancestor might be able to take one or two steps forward and pull Luojianshan back to the peak...

Xue Yuanxia was browsing and was secretly illusulating a bright future. Han Song, the elder of the alchemy weapon sitting behind him, frowned and took out the Tiandun sign from his waist.

Xue Yuanxia frowned slightly, wanting to remind his junior brother to pay attention to the style of the Immortal Lord in full view of everyone, communicate with one's heart, and do not take the Tiandun card in hand; before he could move, he heard a hysterical shout from the Tiandun card:

"Uncle, someone wants to kill me! Come and save me! Hurry..."

The voice quickly disappeared, but the elders of Luojianshan next to him heard it and their faces sank.

Xue Yuanxia naturally knew the person on the other end of the Tiandun Plate. He was Han Chupeng, the nephew of the Elder of the Danwei. He had a moderate talent and a casual personality. He supported Han Song's blessings, so he had some cultivation.

Although Han Chupeng is useless, Han Song is ranked among the five elders and is the core of the sect; his nephews are chased by others, and to the point of being too big, they are suffocated by Jianshan's face.

Xue Yuanxia turned his head and asked in a deep voice:

"Han Song, what's going on?"

After listening to his nephew's narration, Han Song's face turned cold:

"My nephew was visiting Thunder Cliff and met an unknown junior..."

Han Song did not listen to his nephew's one-sided remarks because he knew his nephew's virtues. After confirming it with Shen Wanning and others, he told him the cause of Duobaotan and the result.

Several elders of Luojian Mountain, when they heard that someone was so crazy, they were filled with anger in their eyes.

"Chu Yi did not show up, the person behind this son is probably not simple. If you are not careful in handling it, you will destroy the reputation of the sect..."

Xue Yuanxia thought a little and ordered: "Han Song, go to Thunder Cliff to see. If this son has left, he will make a bluff. Be sure to recover and show his head to the public. Your nephew is provoking trouble first and killing his own guards in public. Such scandals must be cleared from the sect, and abandon one hand and one foot in the street to calm the family style."

Han Song knew the seriousness of the matter, so he could only take it back after he was cut off and just showed it to fellow Taoists on the mountain. He had no objection to this.

"What if this child is outside the market?"

"If you dare to wait outside the market, you either have a background or a young and energetic man. First check the teacher first, if you have enough seniority and cannot be killed, let him apologize on Thunder Cliff, and make a big deal worse; if you are an unknown junior, you will be hung up and show your head to the public, and use the power of the gate to defend the gate."

Han Song nodded slightly and hid in the Panlong Wall behind him with two disciples.

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