History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 31. Chapter 31 31. New and old kings (recommendation tickets! Collection!)

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Ma Yue looked at Lan Wenyan and the others with a smile: “If you don’t go to the waterfall, you can’t go down. You can also play other things. I won’t play these days, but I will play in a few days.”

He glanced at Junior Fei, and the other party lowered his head. He smiled and looked at Sikongqing and Lan Wenyan: “You can go back to the mountain to make a small report, but what do you tell me? Tell me to urge the fellow students to practice too harsh? ”

Lan Wenyan stared at him, his eyes almost bursting into flames.

Ma Yue didn’t even look at Lan Wenyan, his gaze fell on Sikongqing’s face, and he said with a smile on his face: “Why, you want to hit me?”

“They can’t beat me. Your cultivation base is higher than mine. I don’t take the initiative to provoke you. If you beat me, you are breaking the rules.”

Ma Yue chuckled and retreated: “Look, Junior Sister Sikong, I don’t dare to provoke you. What you say is what you say. If you don’t let Junior Brother Fei go to the waterfall with me, I will definitely not force him. Listen to you.”

“It’s not just today, but when you’re there, I listen to you.”

“As for after you leave, hehe…”

Ma Yue was backing away and suddenly hit a person.

He was startled, turned around and looked around, suddenly frightened to death!

It was Xu Chuan’s face that appeared in front of him!

Xu Chuan looked at Ma Yue calmly, without the slightest anger on his face, but Ma Yue was even more frightened.

“How about after Master Nephew Sikong left?”

Ma Yueqiang’s spirit: “Xu…Elder Xu, when did you come…”

Xu Chuan said lightly: “In short, I know what I should know.”

Ma Yue suddenly turned black.

His legs were soft and he almost fell to his knees.

Xu Chuan shook his head, waved his hand, and came out behind him to follow Ma Yue directly.

“Elder Xu, my grandfather…” Ma Yue wanted to speak, but found that he had been restrained by someone and couldn’t make a sound at all.

There was only one thought left in his mind: “…it’s over!”

“From now on, he will no longer appear in Linyuan City, and he will no longer be able to pretend to be a tiger under my banner.” Xu Chuan nodded slightly to Sikongqing and the others, and turned to leave.

No one knows that this elder Xu, who is also the deacon of Linyuan City and Lingfeng Valley, has a cold sweat behind his back and has not done it yet: “Thanks to Yan Shao for reminding, otherwise there will be serious problems in the future!”

Lan Wenyan and the others looked at each other, feeling a little confused for a while.

“…It may be Senior Brother Yan.” Si Kongqing said softly, looking at Xu Chuan’s leaving back.

Everyone was stunned and looked around, only to find the Yanzhao Ge in the distance.

A group of people hurried forward to meet the ceremony.

Seeing how everyone was hesitant to speak, Yan Zhaoge shook his head with a smile, and looked at the young man named Fei: “He won’t be troubled by you anymore.”

“However, if you try your best to practice, you should stick to it at all times and urge yourself a lot. The beneficiary is you in the end.”

“For example, if you have the same cultivation level and status as Junior Sister Sikong, then you don’t need others to come forward, and he doesn’t dare to make things difficult for you.”

Brother Fei’s lips trembled, and he bowed to Yan Zhaoge in fear, “Yes, I must keep Brother Yan’s teachings in mind.”

He was excited, and he didn’t know how to organize the language when he wanted to thank him. Lan Wenyan pulled his sleeve and said in a low voice, “Just keep it in my heart. How can Brother Yan be patient with Ma Yue and others?”

“Yes.” Junior Brother Fei nodded again and again, just looking at Yan Zhaoge’s eyes, full of gratitude and longing.

The same is true for Lan Wenyan and others.

Yan Zhaoge said, and stopped mentioning the other person’s talents, just smiled faintly: “Look at your dress, you are going to travel, where are you going?”

Sikongqing replied quietly: “I will take the younger brothers and sisters to the Luliao Mountains.”

Yan Zhaoge said imperatively: “Well, you have the experience of going there, be careful and considerate of them.”

Sikongqing replied: “I understand.”

Since it was indeed Yan Zhaoge who made the shot, everyone naturally didn’t worry about Xu Chuan saying one thing and doing another thing. The unpleasantness caused by Ma Yue just now disappeared and the atmosphere became relaxed.

A disciple suddenly asked Yan Zhaoge curiously: “Brother Yan, the storytellers, and the puppet show people, the’Mr. Dong’ in his mouth, is the ancestor of this school, Shaking Tianzun, right?”

Because Linyuan City is close to Zhenlongyuan, most of the active people here are martial artists, and there are usually fewer people, but there are also people who take big risks and come here to make a living.

Because of the square market, the city is quite lively.

At this time, a large number of children gathered on the side of the road, watching the puppet show intoxicated.

The puppeteer was manipulating two puppets, beating around in front of the stage, hiding behind the stage, spitting and saying: “I saw Mr. Dong hit it with a stab, and the ground suddenly burst that day, and the sea split into two halves. Cut off the great head of the Great Flame Demon!”

“The Flame Demon dared to enter my Eighth Great World and behaved violently, but when he met Mr. Dong, he also taught him how to come and go!”

In the street puppet show, the two puppets look a bit old, but the handwork is quite exquisite.

A puppet is a middle-aged man with a long knife in his hand, and his face looks quite mighty and domineering.

The other puppet was completely red. Although it looked like a human figure, it had blue-faced fangs, a fierce spirit, like a demon, and the hair on its head was also shaped like a flame.

Following the manipulation of the puppet show artist, the middle-aged man glanced at the neck of the Balrog, and the Balrog puppet suddenly flew back.

Not only the children were elated, but the crowd onlookers also cheered loudly.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the scene and said, “Yes, the so-called’Mr. Dong’ is the ancestor of the East Pavilion of Benmen.”

Shaking Tianzun Zhandong Pavilion, the first strong man in the history of Guangcheng Mountain, it was when he was the head of Guangcheng Mountain that Guangcheng Mountain reached its peak in its history.

At that time, the peak of Zhandong Pavilion was the No. 1 powerhouse in the Eight Great Great Worlds at the time, watching the group of heroes. He ruled the pinnacle Guangcheng Mountain, and it was also the first holy place in the Great Eight Great World, overlooking the world.

It’s a pity that at the peak of Zhandong Pavilion and Guangcheng Mountain, the world has changed drastically.

On the endless ocean of the Eight Great World, the sky suddenly opened a crack.

Another great world of Balrog, and the Eight Great Worlds, appeared a connecting channel.

The life that dominates the Balrog World is not a human being, but the Balrog, who is inherently powerful and has a tyrannical temperament.

The flame demon invaded, and Zhandong Pavilion and Guangcheng Mountain led the world’s heroes to fight against it together.

There are more strong flame demon, and the battle situation is not good for the eight great world. In the end, Zhandong Pavilion used one enemy and five to slay the first strong flame demon with its own power, the great flame demon king, and at the same time beheaded the other two flame demon kings. The two Balrog Kings were hit hard and the battle was reversed.

In the end, the Flame Demon clan was forced to retreat to the Flame Demon Great World, and the strong human races in the Eight Great World also suffered heavy losses.

Shaking Tianzun Zhandong Pavilion as a single husband, the result was brilliant, but in the end the wound was exhausted, the lamp ran out of oil and died, and the Guangcheng Mountain powerhouse also suffered most of the casualties.

Also since then, although the other great sacred places were not lightly damaged, they had the opportunity to catch up with Guangcheng Mountain, which was the heaviest to lose.

Over the years, the relationship between Guangcheng Mountain and Da Ri Shengzong is not harmonious, and the old and new kings are not pleasing to each other, which is also one of the reasons.

The passage between the two worlds is still there. Although the Balrog was repelled back then, the threat is still there. In recent years, the two sides have still had continuous wars.

It is precisely because of the existence of the Balrog and the checks and balances between the great holy places that the overall internal situation of the Eight Great Worlds is barely peaceful.

Storytellers, opera artists, etc., dare not directly call Zhandong Pavilion by name, so they use the name “Mr. Dong”. Naturally, they have limited knowledge of what happened back then. Today’s various interpretations are also very bizarre, like gods and monsters. Zhiyi.

Of course, to ordinary people, Zhandong Pavilion is indeed like a mythical character, and everything in those days is also like a mythical story.

Because it is conducive to strengthening the reputation of the sect and uniting people’s hearts, Guangcheng Mountain has not forbidden this, just keep one eye open and close one eye.

A group of disciples from Guangcheng Mountain recalled the records of the sect and the elders’ narratives. Thinking back to that year, they were quite embarrassed for a while: “My school back then… hey!”

Standing next to Yan Zhaoge, Ahu suddenly moved slightly and looked in another direction.

Yan Zhaoge followed his gaze and saw a man in white with a beard appeared.

The other party looked at the puppet show stage in the distance, then looked at the people in Guangcheng Mountain, and shook his head: “Poor bugs who only live in memories of deceiving themselves and deceiving others.”