The next day, Yue Buqun and his wife finished their business and returned to the Huashan Sect. Ten days later, they finally returned to the Huashan Sect and began to prepare for the entrance ceremony for Linghu Chong.
The current Huashan Sect was on the decline. Although Yue Buqun worked hard to manage it, he was always busy outside, and his reputation was spread far and wide. However, it did not have an immediate effect on the growth of Huashan's strength. Huashan's decline seemed to have become inevitable.
Many sect leaders didn't come personally to Linghu Chong's entrance ceremony. Mount Song Sect was even worse. They only sent a second-generation disciple to congratulate him. They didn't even send a single one of the Thirteen Gangsters. For a sect that had been passed down for generations, it was simply a disgrace that the sect leader of the sect did not support the ceremony of the eldest disciple. The current Yue Buqun did not have the invincible endurance that he would have in more than ten years. Even if his expression was normal, his trembling hands still showed the anger in his heart.
As the Mount Song Sect was known to be eyeing Mount Hua covetously, only Mr. Mo of the Mount Heng Sect, who had a close relationship with the Mount Hua Sect, Master Fang Zheng of the Spiritual Vulture Temple, and Taoist Priest Chongxu of Wudang Sect were present. Some of these sect leaders had a close relationship with Yue Buqun, and some were powerful and did not care about the threat of Mount Song Sect. Their arrival had finally saved some face for Mount Hua.
Linghu Chong stood in the middle of the hall. After he had lit incense in the ancestral shrine, he greeted the sect leaders one by one. He was neither arrogant nor impatient, and his behavior was decent. Many seniors nodded in admiration.
"Nephew Linghu's manners are decent and graceful. He's not even ten years old, but he's so polite.”Nun Dingyi admired Linghu Chong very much. As the saying goes, family is not close to relatives. Mount Hua and Mount Heng had always had a deep relationship, so Ding Yi was very pleased that Mount Hua had accepted a good disciple like Linghu Chong.
What's more, Linghu Chong secretly observed the way Nun Dingyi looked at his master. That kind of worship was just like the fanatical fans in his previous life. Linghu Chong's heart was suddenly filled with gossip. Thinking about it, Huashan and Heng Mountain were originally close sects. What's more, Yue Buqun was known as the Gentleman Sword. In addition to his elegant demeanor, his appearance was also absolutely handsome. The group of nuns in Heng Mountain were not completely empty. Since Yi Lin could secretly love Linghu Chong, why couldn't Ding Yi secretly love Yue Buqun?
Master! You're really capable! Linghu Chong complained in his heart.
Wudang Sect's Taoist Priest Chong Xu was a big shot in Taoism, so he was naturally very close to the Huashan Sect, a descendant of the Taoist sect Quan Zhen Sect. He smiled and took out an exquisite carved box.""Nephew Linghu's bone structure is excellent, and he has a heroic spirit. He is indeed a good material for martial arts. Since you're here to attend the child's apprenticeship ceremony, our Wudang Sect should also give you a greeting gift! This is a Pure Yang Pill that I personally picked and refined. It can consolidate one's foundation and cultivate one's vitality. It has the effect of increasing one's internal strength for two to three years.”
Yue Buqun hurriedly delayed, but the gratification on his face was not concealed at all, showing on his face. The Pure Yang Pill used 81 precious herbs and required 81 days to refine. There were only nine pills that could be refined at one time, which was the number of pure Yang pills. Hence, it was called Pure Yang Pill. The Pure Yang Pill was personally refined by the Wudang Sect Leader. Not only was it valuable, but it was also very prestigious.
In the end, under Taoist Master Chong Xu's insistence, he accepted the gift. With Daoist Priest Chong Xu's lead, the other sects could not fall behind and sent their gifts one by one. The Spiritual Vulture Temple had even given him the sacred healing medicine, Small Rejuvenation Pill. One had to know that the entire Shaolin Temple produced only a hundred Small Rejuvenation Pills a year. It could heal injuries and save lives, and it could also increase cultivation. Even his own sect did not have enough. Although it was not as good as the Great Rejuvenation Pill, it was still a peerless pill. It was a gift in the snow. This gift was very heavy.
The gifts from the others weren't too precious. Other than the White Cloud Bear's Gall Pill from Mount Heng and the Jade Clarity Powder from Mount Heng, the rest were all nonessential medicinal herbs and swords that could strengthen the Huashan Sect's foundation. They were of no use to Linghu Chong himself.
On the other hand, the second-generation disciple of Mount Song Sect only gave him a ginseng that was decades old. For a sect, this gift was already a little insulting. The surrounding seniors all had ugly expressions on their faces, and Yue Buqun's expression was even more awkward. However, the one who gave the gift was only a second-generation disciple. No matter what, Yue Buqun couldn't bully the weak.
Linghu Chong was burning with anger. It was these bastards from Mount Song who forced his elegant master into a shameless hypocrite. Alright, today, I'll take my interest.
Linghu Chong, who had no parents for two lifetimes, had long regarded Yue Buqun and his wife as his parents and Huashan as his home. Now that someone had come to your house to behave atrociously, how could you tolerate this?
" Uncle-Master Yue, I'm really sorry. Mount Song has used up all the medicinal herbs this year. I really can't find any decent gifts. Please forgive me, Uncle-Master," the disciple of Mount Song said provocatively, but he had no intention of asking for forgiveness. He was certain that in front of so many outsiders, Gentleman Sword would not be angry because of his reputation. He could only suffer a loss and lose face.
"Master, since Mount Song Sect only has this kind of trash, let's not despise it!”Ling Huchong laughed and pulled Yue Buqun's clothes, his expression innocent: "Give them some face! You see, if you can't find the gift, Martial Uncle Zuo and the thirteen Tycoon Uncles won't have the face to see you.”
Trash. It was unknown if he was referring to the gift or the disciples of Mount Song. The lethality of this sentence was very great. It was equivalent to pointing at your nose and scolding you so that you couldn't retort.
Linghu Chong's voice wasn't loud, but it was just enough for everyone in the hall to hear. This sentence immediately reversed the situation. Yue Buqun wasn't easy to argue with, but don't forget that Huashan still had a second generation disciple. Ling Huchong's words made Mount Song seem like a small sect that couldn't even afford gifts, while Mount Hua seemed like a tolerant big family. Moreover, it was not easy for Mount Song to refute. After all, the gifts from Mount Song were indeed terrible. This was a fact.
" Presumptuous." The disciples of Mount Song blushed and flew into a rage out of humiliation." I'm talking to Martial Uncle Yue. How can you, a little kid, interrupt?"”
Linghu rushed towards the elders in the hall and bowed,"Everyone here is my elder. If they are talking to my master, I naturally can't interrupt. However, you and I are both third generation disciples, so why can't I interrupt?”
" Besides, none of the Uncles have spoken. What right do you have to question my right to speak? Are you, as a disciple of Mount Song, higher than the leaders of Vulture Temple and Wudang Mountain?”This was a harsh statement. If it was not handled properly, it would be enough to worsen the relationship between Spiritual Vulture Temple, Wudang Mountain, and Mount Song.
"I wouldn't dare!" The disciples of Mount Song hurriedly apologized," Martial Uncle Fang Zheng, Martial Uncle Chong Xu, I spoke nonsense.”
What a joke, Spiritual Vulture Temple and Wudang Mountain were the big brothers of the righteous path. Compared to them, even the Five Mountains as One was still lacking a bit of foundation! Not to mention the Mount Song Sect, if he made the two sects hate Mount Song, he, a second-generation disciple, would be stewed by Alliance Master Zuo.
" That's nonsense indeed," Ling Huchong whispered." You're so poor, yet you still like to show off." As expected of Mount Song."
Everyone present was a person with deep internal energy. This complaint was clearly heard by everyone. Immediately, many disciples who had been bullied by Mount Song felt extremely happy. No matter how they looked at it, they felt that Linghu Chong was pleasing to the eye.
"Chong-er, don't speak nonsense!" Although Yue Buqun scolded Linghu Chong, but the casual smile on the corner of his mouth clearly showed that his heart was very happy.
This made Linghu Chong curse in his heart, Master is really ***.
" Uncle-Master Yue, I still have something important to do, so I'll leave first. I'll definitely come back to visit in the future." The Mount Song disciple's face was pale, and he hurriedly left.
" Senior Brother, please wait." How could Linghu Chong let him off so easily?
Linghu Chong ran to the pile of gifts and picked out a gift box. He handed it to the Song Mountain disciple with a reluctant expression."Our Five Mountain Sword Sect is one. As a disciple of Mount Hua, I can't watch Mount Song fall like this. Today, we are family, so we can give you any gift. But in the future, it will be different from others. This is a hundred-year-old ginseng. I'll reluctantly give it to Mount Song. Use it as a gift in the future! Senior Brother, you don't have to thank me. Huashan is kind and charitable. This is what Huashan should do.”
Do you think you're sending a beggar away by being kind and charitable? Many seniors in the hall couldn't help but burst out laughing.
After saying that, Ling Huchong pushed the disciple out of the hall without waiting for him to refute. He looked like he was cleaning up trash."Since Senior Brother is busy, our Huashan Sect will not keep you. Don't worry!"
Just like that, the disciples of Mount Song were chased out by a ten-year-old child like a chicken. Many martial arts seniors even saw it. This time, Mount Song had lost all its face.
Moreover, many sects who were dissatisfied with Mount Song secretly spread rumors that Mount Song was so poor that they could not even afford gifts and even accepted gifts from others. This rumor once made Mount Song a laughing stock in secret.
Embarrassed? Linghu Chong was not satisfied with this. When my plan is completed, I will not only embarrass Mount Song, but I will also kill you, the scum of the righteous path. Linghu Chong thought silently.
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