C1 Growing wind and cloud in jianghu

A few days ago, Grand Scholar Jin's life ended at the end of his days in the martial arts world. Suddenly, the weather changed. The sky had been raining for half a month to show that he was not willing to give up on the elder. "Having suppressed the martial arts world for half a century, he had just left with a smile. This peaceful martial arts world was about to set off a new wave of bloodshed.

A few days ago, the Bloodthirsty Sword Demon Shengong Tusu, who had escaped the mountain for a short while to avoid the Mster Jin, had officially emerged from the martial arts world. After that, he massacred eight hundred miles of Korea overnight. Wherever he went, not a single blade of grass grew.

Yesterday, Monkey Devil Fist Ghost who had escaped to Indonesia, and had gained a reputation there, also announced that he would return to Central Plains Wulin in the next few days. It was said that he had personally killed the villagers who took care of his half-life village and eaten their brains, indicating that he would never return.

In a short period of time, the big and small Niu Gui and the snake god from all the dark corners surged out, disturbing all parts of the Central Plains. The crime rate also increased day by day in the Jianghu.

The situation of this incident has seriously affected the stability of the order of the martial arts world and caused incalculable harm to the development of a harmonious society. As a result, all the famous righteous sects and aristocratic families invited them to gather in Jinling City in three months, preparing to hold the Wulin Congress that had been sealed for half a century, and to choose a new Leader of Martial World to unify the righteous world and deal with the adverse events accordingly.

Shaolin hosting Master Yuan Bao called for everyone to put down their grudges and move forward hand in hand.

The Wudang Sect Leader, Zhang Si Man, personally led his disciples down the mountain and arrived at Jinling soon after. He said that this martial arts forest would be decided by the new generation of heroes, and the older generation would only come to see if they could participate, so as to sharpen the new generation of martial arts Lin's seedlings. After all, the departure of the Grandmaster Mster Jin had let everyone know that no matter how strong one's martial arts was, it would not be able to withstand the passage of time.

The Huashan Sect Sect Leader Yue Fu expressed that her words were reasonable, and sent a message to the Five Mountain Sword Sect's Dongyue Mount Tai, Xiyue Huashan Sect, Beiyue Heng Shan, Zhongyue Song Mountain, and Nanyue Hengshan Faction, all of which were from the younger generation.

After that, Qingcheng Sect's Taoist Elder McGou joined in, Tang Sect Tang Liaobing joined in, and the eight famous sect Sword Tomb s expressed that this time, the eight famous sects were also supported by the younger generation.

In the end, the government issued a public notice condemning the two devils' vile actions and saying it would not rule out the use of force to cleanse the city of its practices. This time, the Wulin Congress will receive the official confirmation that only younger disciples are allowed to attend, but the elders can give them appropriate help. I hope that people from all walks of life will sign up and take an active part.

Our protagonist, Little Mu Tu, is currently happily strolling around the small city's Ku Hai City. The Ku Hai City's birdsong and fragrant flowers are the most suitable places to bury him for the rest of her life. Many martial artists who had transcended the mortal world would choose to come from this lifetime. This place was well-informed, but there were very few children in the city. If you were to casually bully a few passersby on the street, you might be lucky enough to meet a martial artist with earth-shaking abilities.

The monthly break in the small city was originally the day Mu Tu was looking forward to the most. He had originally wanted to waste time until the sunset and rising moon before returning home. However, after looking at the black and fragrant Jianghu Times in his hands, Mu Tu had no time to hesitate. He quickly stuffed the newspaper into his pocket, bit half of the candy in his mouth and ran back home.

This was the land of Sichuan, and as the saying goes, it was harder than reaching the skies. The rugged terrain of the mountain path was originally difficult to traverse, and the occasional appearance of a few beasts in the forest made the place seem strangely dangerous.

The sound of traps being triggered sounded out one by one as if they were playing a song for Mu Tu's run, and he was still quite a distance away from the cabin by the lagoon when Mu Tu shouted loudly, "Master, I'm back!"

A little girl with a ponytail pushed open the door with an impatient expression. She then grabbed the long, white haired old man who was sleeping on the rattan chair by the pool with a fluffy beard. Old fogey, quickly get up. Brother Tu Tu is back. "

The old man was sleeping soundly. Suddenly, the stinging pain from his beard made him cry out with an extremely deep and loud voice, as if he was no different from the middle-aged man who was working in the village.

"Wen Wen ah, can you little girl have a heart of respect for your elders? You can't be so rude to an elder, if this goes on, how am I going to marry you out in the future!" The old man looked at the sparse stubble on his chin with a face full of pain.

"En," the little girl called Wen Wen frowned, staring at the old man with her pair of round eyes.

"Uh, quick with words, a mistake." My good disciple is back! " When the old man saw Mu Tu rushing back, he hastily changed the topic and shot a look at Mu Tu who was panting heavily.

"Master, you're dreaming!" Hey, Wen Wen, what are you doing with a hammer? I washed the clothes yesterday! " Mu Tu ran too quickly, and had not decided to think about it carefully.

"Swish!" The old man in front of him suddenly disappeared, only leaving behind a faint dust cloud and a momentary silence.

"You're back? Brother Tu Tu. " Wen Wen seemed to happily watch the panting Mu Tu, she threw away the sledgehammer in her hand, and the look of anticipation in the corner of her eyes almost shot out.

"Wen Wen, don't call me Tu Tu. My name is Mu Tu." Mu Tu pouted unhappily and took out a handkerchief to hide her candy, giving it to Wen Wen.

The little girl immediately beamed with joy. Two of our little friends, Mu Tu, were so drunk that they felt dizzy.

"Master, come out. I've brought you the latest Jianghu Times. Something big has happened!" Mu Tu shouted towards the forest without looking back.

With another "whoosh", the white-haired old man once again stood in front of Mu Tu. What happened? "

"Master, look." Mu Tu tossed the newspaper in his bosom to the old man, then pulled Wen Wen into the house.

"Sigh ~ Another heartless person." "The old man spread out the crumpled newspaper and read it carefully." We've only been at peace for half a century, and it's not so peaceful again! "

"Brother Tu Tu, what are you packing your bags for?" Wen Wen squatted beside Mu Tu with a puzzled expression, and watched him pack his clothes and luggage.

"Wen Wen, you have to be a good boy. I want to join the Wulin Congress." Mu Tu squatted and patted Wen Wen's head like a little adult.

Wen Wen seemed to have thought of something, and she passed the clothes over to Mu Tu from her bedside: "Tu Tu, I want to go too."

"Stay at home and don't leave no matter where you go." One is nine years old, and the other is eight! " The old man came into the room with the newspaper and blew on it.

"I want to go," Mu Tu puffed up his cheeks.

"How good is your knife technique?" Do you really think the martial arts world is so easy to mess with? " The old man rubbed Mu Tu's head, causing the young man's hair to be messed up. The slightly fragmented hair horns, the fluffy hair ends, and the clothes that faintly emitted the scent of soap corner from time to time moved Wen Wen's nose.

"Grandfather, let go," Wen Wen said in a threatening tone, her face a little red as she tugged at the beard on the old man's waist.

The old man looked at the ends of the little girl's hair with a pained expression. He then let go of Mu Tu's head, and said "I knew to turn my elbow outwards".