Chapter 75: Purple Sword Sect Member
To the north of Yuqing Mountain, there is another big mountain called Taihua.
On the south side of Mount Taihua, there is a valley. The valley is deep and stretches for a long time. There are many wonderful sights inside. It is like spring all year round. This is Xuanji Valley!
At noon that day, two young men came to Xuanji Valley.
Both of them were dressed as knights of the martial arts world, each carrying a box hanging diagonally on their backs, and in a leisurely pace they had arrived at the entrance of the Xuanji Valley.
I was staring at the stone tablet with the three words "Xuanji Valley" inscribed by an unknown person in what year and month. Before I could get a closer look, I heard the sound of breaking wind coming from behind me.
The two of them turned around at the same time and saw an old man and a young man approaching them using light skills.
Flying down, the old man looked at the man and woman in front of him and asked:
"You two kids, are you from Xuanji Valley?"
The two young men looked at each other, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said with a fist: "Hello, senior. We are not from Xuanji Valley, but we are here to attend the meeting."
"Attending the meeting?"
The old man was stunned, looked at them carefully, and shook his head gently: "Which sect are you from? Are there no adults in the sect? Why did you two children come to join in the fun?"
"We two are from the Xiling Zijian Sect."
The two men had a neither humble nor arrogant attitude, and even had a hint of pride when they mentioned their own sect.
The old man frowned and whispered to himself: "Purple Sword Sect...what kind of sect is this?"
He was too embarrassed to say that he didn't know, but the young man behind him couldn't help but poke his head in and said, "Purple Sword Sect? I've never heard of it. Why would the Tibetan Master invite a nobody like you?"
"How can this be possible!"
The two people from the Purple Sword Sect immediately became furious and glared at the young man: "We have no grudges against you, why are you insulting our sect?"
The young man wanted to say more, but the old man slapped him hard on the head.
"presumptuous!"
The old man glared at the young man, and the young man immediately looked at the old man with a wronged look on his face. However, the master who was usually kind to him was not lenient at all at this moment:
"You are talking nonsense. Why don't you apologize to your two fellow martial artists?"
After he finished speaking, he clasped his hands together without waiting for the young man to speak, "My disciple has been spoiled since he was a child. I have spoiled him badly. Please forgive me for my rude words."
The two people from the Purple Sword Sect were still furious, but after hearing what the old man said, they became less tense.
The young man was certainly not convinced, but seeing that his master would not help him, he could only clasp his fists and say, "Two brothers and sisters... I, I am not very perceptive, I am shallow, and I speak nonsense, so please don't argue with me."
After hearing what he said, the two people from Zijianmen finally calmed down.
The man snorted and said, "Although the Purple Sword Sect is not a famous sect, it is definitely not one that can be bullied by others... Let's forget about this time. If we hear you say anything that insults our sect, we will never give up even if we die."
The old man laughed dryly twice: "Yes, yes, yes, my disciple, I will teach him a lesson when I get back."
When he first showed up, he relied on his age and seniority to boss the two younger generations around.
However, when it came to the other party's master, he immediately knew he was in the wrong, so he spoke carefully.
Many grudges in the martial arts world are caused by quarrels. Insulting friends, ancestors, elders, and masters... are all taboos in the martial arts world.
Although the old man was not afraid of the two young disciples of the Purple Sword Sect in front of him, if the matter involved his master, it would be a completely different matter.
The older you are, the less right you are. If you don't understand these rules at your age, you will be laughed at by the whole world if you get out.
The atmosphere between the two sides was a little awkward at this point, but fortunately two people walked out of Xuanji Valley at this time.
After seeing both parties, he immediately said, "May I ask what brings you to Xuanji Valley? "
"Hahaha."
The old man laughed, took out the invitation from his arms, and threw it in front of the two people: "The Tibetan Taoist priest invited me. Although my disciple and I are idle and unrestrained, we have to come."
The two Xuanji Valley disciples opened the invitation and looked at it, and were immediately surprised:
"So it's Qingshan Sanren who has arrived. I apologize for being rude, Sanren."
"No problem, no problem."
Qingshan Sanren waved his hand.
The two people from Xuanji Valley turned their attention to the two disciples of Zijian Sect.
The two men also quickly handed over the invitation.
After the two from Xuanji Valley read it, they were slightly stunned: "Purple Sword Sect..."
When he looked up, there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.
"Xi Ling Zi Jian Men."
The two men emphasized.
"So he is a fellow from the Purple Sword Sect."
The two people in Xuanji Valley compared the handwriting and found that it was indeed the handwriting of the hidden master. Although they didn't know which sect the Purple Sword Sect was, they expected it to be correct. They smiled and said, "Okay, okay, please follow us in. I don't know that the master has been waiting for you for a long time. After we enter the valley, if it's convenient for me, I can go see the master first."
"Ha ha ha ha."
Qingshan Sanren looked at the two people from Zijian Sect with great pride, then looked at his own disciple, and then said: "Old Taoist priest is really polite. I have no home anywhere, but it's good that he cares about me. Well, I'll go and see him later..."
At this point, he paused for a moment and glanced at the two people from the Purple Sword Sect: "You two kids came here by yourselves, without the support of an adult. Why don't you go with me to meet the old Taoist priest and get to know him? Otherwise, others might bully you if they don't know your background?"
In fact, these words were an apology to his disciple for his rude words at the gate of Xuanji Valley.
On the one hand, I don't want to create enemies for no reason.
On the other hand, it also demonstrates the demeanor and magnanimity of a senior.
Sure enough, when these words were spoken, the two people from Zijianmen were stunned, and seemed a little flattered.
Just when he was wondering how to answer, the two people from Xuanji Valley said, "You don't know, the Master's invitation is of great importance..."
Qingshan Sanren was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Well, well, I'll take you to see the old Taoist priest later."
"Thank you, senior."
The two people from Zijianmen then hurriedly clasped their fists to express their gratitude and breathed a sigh of relief.
Led by a disciple from Xuanji Valley, we entered the valley. There were indeed many wonders in the valley, including exotic flowers and plants, rugged rocks, and buildings that seemed chaotic but were actually well-arranged, which made people feel relaxed.
The two disciples of Zijianmen were arranged to rest in a room, while the disciples of Xuanji Valley left with Qingshan Sanren and his disciples.
After closing the door, the two men breathed a sigh of relief.
"I got in just like that. It's much easier than I thought."
"The invitation was written by the Tibetan Master. We have also seen the one sent to the Falling Star Sect. The two can certainly be mistaken for the real thing. Let us create a Purple Sword Sect out of thin air..."
As the two talked, they smiled at each other, but they were not from the Purple Sword Sect at all.
It was actually Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun.
