To tell the truth.
Gu Qingfeng wasn't surprised when he heard that all the branches in this world were facing internal and external troubles in recent years. He wasn't surprised at all.
Whether it was a large sect or a sect, even if it was just a small family, it was not as simple as it seemed to be. Not only did it require a leader with great foresight, but it also required the assistance of many experienced talents. Only then could it be passed down from generation to generation and not be eliminated.
Like the Deficit Head.
It sounded very powerful.
The branches were all over the world, but what was the use? They did not even have the most basic unity and were completely scattered. Even if Sengoku did not secretly hinder them, they would inevitably collapse in a hundred years or a few decades. The old guys were conservative, the young were radical, and the outside world tempted them. Sooner or later, irreconcilable conflicts would arise.
The only thing that made Gu Qingfeng sigh with emotion was that Old Man Feng Xu and the other people from Crimson Firmament still had their pride and arrogance from back then. However, what made him feel rather helpless was that these people placed too much importance on the three words, Crimson Firmament people, as if it was even more important than their dignity and lives.
This completely went against Gu Qingfeng's wishes back then.
All those years ago, he had shouldered the trial, shouldered all the blame by himself, and buried the Crimson Heaven Sect with his own hands. He had not wanted these people to live for the name of the Crimson Heaven Sect, but for himself. Unfortunately, these people did not understand this principle.
If these people had abandoned their identity as Chi Xiao people back then and did not establish the Deficit Head branch, how could there be such a mess today?
They did not want to live a good life.
They had to go through so much trouble.
How could their lives be stable?
Sighing inwardly, he withdrew his divine sense and returned to the guest room. Gu Qingfeng glanced at Féquy and asked, "Who are the people in the Mingyu branch?"
"It's more or less the predecessor of the Mingyu branch under Master Hei Xin. The one in charge of the Mingyu branch was the Banner Master of the Mingyu branch, Tan Tong, and twenty to thirty old Chi Xiao people."
Back then, the famous seventy-two Earthly Demons of the Chi Xiao Sect each had many banners under them. Under the banners, there were many branches. Although Gu Qingfeng was the leader of the Chi Xiao Sect, he might have some impression of those Banner Masters, but there were some that he did not. For example, the so-called Banner Master of the Mingyu branch, Tan Tong, had no impression of such a person. As for the Banner Masters under the banners, he could not remember them....
"Tan Tong of the Mingyu branch …" Gu Qingfeng muttered this name, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not remember it. He really did not have any impression of it. He asked again, "Do all these people follow Zhou Taihe?"
Féquy nodded and said, "They used to be the people under Master Hei Xin Zhou Taihe, and they all take orders from Master Hei Xin."
"Very good. Will all these people come tomorrow?"
"This … I guess they will. No matter what the purpose of the Mingyu branch is, Old Master Feng Xu of the Mountain River Branch was, after all, the Banner Master of the Chi Xiao Sect in the past. If the Mingyu branch sends someone to discuss something with him, it must be someone who is on the same level as Old Master Feng Xu. It's just that …"
Féquy bowed and stood obediently. He said carefully, "The Mingyu branch is a very famous branch in the Yanluo Kingdom. In addition to the old Chi Xiao members of the Mingyu branch, there are also many Earth Immortals in the branch. There are also many Heaven's Prides of the younger generation, big and small. One of the Heaven's Prides of Destiny is in the Mingyu branch. He is Tan Tong's disciple's grandson. His surname is Lian and his name is Hao. I heard that this boy's good fortune is amazing. He is only 17 or 18 years old, but he is already a Dharma Great Venerable. With his good fortune, even Earth Immortals are no match for him.
Three years ago … "After a pause, Féquy looked at Gu Qingfeng and continued," Three years ago, he was one of the Heaven's Prides who injured Old Master Feng Xu. "
"Oh? Is that so? That's good. "
Gu Qingfeng stood up and stretched. He patted Féquy on the shoulder and said, "Okay, you rest first. I'll go out for a walk."
Hearing this, Féquy could not help but be stunned. He asked in surprise, "Young Master, you … didn't you want to see Old Master Feng Xu?"
"I've already seen him just now. You can go over by yourself later."
"But …"
Féquy pulled a long face and did not know how to respond.
Previously, it was Gu Qingfeng who said that he wanted to see Old Master Feng Xu, so Féquy rushed over without stopping. Now, Gu Qingfeng said that he had seen Old Master Feng Xu and asked him to meet him. Féquy really did not know what to say when he saw Old Master Feng Xu. He also did not know what he could say and what he could not say.
What should he say?
Should he tell the truth and say that his Young Master wanted to see him?
If Old Master Feng Xu asked about his Young Master's identity, how should he introduce him?
Féquy really did not know how to introduce him because he also did not know who Gu Qingfeng was.
So far, regarding Gu Qingfeng's identity, he only knew that he called himself Childe Chiyan in the Great Northwest, and now he called himself King Chixiao.
Which one was real and which one was fake?
He also did not know.
Moreover, no matter which of these two identities he introduced, no one would believe him. Not only would they not believe him, if he said it out loud, he was afraid that he would anger Old Master Feng Xu.
After all, this was the Mountain River Branch. There were more than ten old Chi Xiao people in the main hall. If he said that a King Chixiao wanted to see them in front of their faces, and at this juncture, wasn't he looking for trouble? Féquy did not need to think to know what the consequences would be.
Seeing that Gu Qingfeng was about to leave, Féquy hurriedly asked, "Young Master, when I see Old Master Feng Xu later, what should I say? How should I introduce you? If I say that you are … "
"There's no need to introduce me. You can say whatever you want. Just find a random reason and stay."
"O … Alright."
Although Féquy did not know what Gu Qingfeng wanted to do, he did not dare to ask. In his opinion, since his Young Master only wanted to stay, then everything else was easy to handle.
Gu Qingfeng had nothing to do, so he casually strolled around Feng Xu Mountain.
Perhaps they all realized that the people coming to Mingyu Mountain Villa tomorrow were not friendly. The disciples of the Mountain River Branch were all diligently cultivating. Some were consolidating their immortal arts, and some were sacrificially refining their magic treasures and flying swords. As the saying went, sharpening one's spear before battle, even if it was not fast, it would still shine.
There were many disciples cultivating on the mountain. Gu Qingfeng looked around. Their overall cultivation was not bad. Most of them had cultivated Dharma Idol, and even the worst had cultivated Primordial Spirit.
After waking up this time, Gu Qingfeng truly felt the prosperity of cultivation brought to this world by the arrival of the mandate of heaven nine years ago.
Nine years ago, when he was in the Great Northwest, he saw Daoist Masters of Jindan Stage everywhere. This already made him sigh with emotion.
Today, nine years later, there were not many Daoist Masters of Jindan Stage in the Yan Luo Kingdom. There were Daoist Masters of Primordial Spirit Dharma Idol everywhere. Not to mention Daoist Masters of Jindan Stage, even Daoist Masters of Yuanying Stage were rare. It was as if a thousand years had passed after waking up, and everyone's cultivation seemed to have improved.
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