Chapter 13 Struggle for the Heavenly Gate on Swing

　　That night, Guangyuan Sect and Nanhua Sect were boarding at the foot of Dangyun Peak, and although it was already time for people to settle down, high lights were still raised everywhere, illuminating the surrounding area of rolling houses as if it were daytime. 　　In the main mansion's lobby, the five initiated disciples of Guangyuan Sect who had traveled to Cangwu Mountain to participate in the Dharma Assembly this time were gathering in one place. 　　The eldest disciple Wen Jun sat at the top, he looks elegant, beautiful beard and chest, have elder style; his left hand sits the second disciple Shen Jingyue, is the wise man of the five, his appearance handsome, a white robe, so that people look at it will feel an air of vulgarity out of the dust. 　　Wen Jun right, respectively, is the third disciple Zhang Zhen and fourth disciple Jiang Yue. 　　Qi Xuan, the lowest ranked of the five, was walking around in the hall, his anger blazing, pointing at the two disciples lying on the rack couch who had been injured by Zhang Yan, cursing, saying, "Don't you guys usually pride yourselves on your skill, and even if you meet Chen Feng, you still have the courage to fight? How come you are such wimps today?" 　　These two disciples were ashamed, but at this time, they were already too injured to speak, and the only disciple who was intact was even imprisoned because he was afraid of fighting. 　　Shen Jingyue gently smiled, pacified: "Qi senior brother is not anxious, I have sent people out to spy, wait to ask this person's reality, and then do the calculation is not too late." 　　Shen Jingyue's father was one of the five elders of Guangyuan Sect, Qi Xuan was quite in awe of him, hearing this, he did not dare to say anything more, waved his hand, letting his servant bring these two disciples down, and retreated to the side to sit down himself. 　　Wen Jun hand stroked his long beard, sighed and said, "Unfortunately, although Lin's agreed to our conditions, but Zheng Zhuan this person, although his character is weak, but also quite uncomplicated, actually all the initiated disciples are gathered in a side hall, now like to get the exact news but also difficult." 　　Shen Jing Yue nodded and said: "The great disciples of the Ming Cang School, really is not a name, senior brother and wait patiently, I believe that not much time there will be news." 　　Half an hour later, the disciple who was responsible for poking around for news finally returned. 　　"Reporting to all senior brothers, I have inquired clearly, the person who blocked my way is named Zhang Yan, he is a registered disciple of the Shan Yuan Guan under the Ming Cang Sect, and it is said that this person is quite good in the etching of the text." 　　Wen Jun was surprised and said, "Zhang Yan? Never heard of this person." He turned his head and asked Zhang Zhen, the third disciple sitting on his lower hand, "Senior Zhang, is he from your Zhang clan?" 　　Zhang Zhen had a bloated body with a round face and dark skin, when he heard Wen Jun's question, he reluctantly got up and answered, saying, "I know all the names of the three Zhang Clans, and there is absolutely no such person in the younger generation." 　　Wen Jun mused, "The many initiated disciples of the Diming Cang Sect are nowhere to be seen, yet they sent a named disciple to take the lead, what is the meaning of this?" 　　Shen Jingyue smiled faintly and said, "Not surprisingly, it is the intention of a team of underclassmen to strike my top team, and a team of middleclassmen to strike my bottom team." 　　Wen Jun nodded his head in agreement, and the remaining three people present also spoke up, "What Senior Brother Shen said is reasonable." 　　Shen Jingyue glanced over and saw that the prying disciple seemed to be hesitant to speak, so he spoke out, "Is there anything else you haven't reported?" 　　That disciple hesitated for a moment and said, "I heard something else on the mountain, saying that Zhang Yan is not only good at interpreting eclipses, but also doesn't need to use bamboo chips when deducing, and I don't know if it's true or not ......." 　　Shen Jingyue sniffed thoughtfully, he turned his head to a beautiful and enchanting looking woman beside him and asked, "Senior sister Jiang, what do you think?" 　　Jiang Yue said indifferently, "Blackmail, bluffing only." 　　Qi Xuan was even more disdainful, sneering, "If you have this means, you could have won over Senior Brother Mo, why bother to go through all the trouble? Sister Jiang is right, this person is most likely exaggerating." 　　Shen Jingyue but face solemn, said: "Otherwise, this person both proficient in etching, and non-family origin, Xu is the lower house of three 'keep' word generation of the master of the new disciple, can get the master fancy, that must also be the qualification is extremely outstanding, although the diming cang school for the time being, no one can win over the Mo senior brother, but I thought that this person even though is not as good as senior brother Mo, but also not far off, all of you must not underestimate." 　　Qi Xuan opened his mouth without thinking, saying, "Why don't we call Master Mo to ......" 　　Shen Jingyue categorically rejected, said: "No, the Mingcang sect is precisely for such an intention, Mo senior brother a go, no one on the Tianmen Road to stop, will certainly be my first step on the peak." 　　Seeing the dissatisfied gaze cast by Jiang Yue, Qi Xuan suddenly felt sweaty, knowing that he had made a foolish move. 　　At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the door, and the five of them looked up together to see two servants helping the injured Liang Dong up, only that he looked slightly uneasy. 　　Shen Jingyue stood up from his seat, he blocked Liang Dong's attempt to salute and said in a slow voice: "Senior Brother Liang Dong, you are not in a hurry, I will only ask you two words, how strong is that Zhang Yan that you invited to fight with you in the art of martial arts?" 　　Liang Dong thought for a moment and said, "Senior brother Shen, according to what I have observed, Zhang Yan is just a person with ruthless moves and great strength, but not strong enough in the back, if someone can block his first three moves, he can definitely knock him out." 　　Shen Jingyue nodded and asked, "Can there be others on Zhang Yan's side to help him?" 　　Liang Dong shook his head and said, "Not seen." 　　"Good, senior brother go down and recuperate well, don't worry about this setback." 　　After Shen Jingyue comforted him with a few more words, he waved his hand and sent Liang Dong, who was inwardly apprehensive, down. 　　He paced back and forth in the lobby, all the people present knew that he was planning countermeasures, they did not dare to make a sound to disturb. 　　A few moments later, he stood his feet, looked up and said, "Zhang Yan, this person, obviously good at solving the etching text, but to show me with the technical attack, it can be seen that he is looking forward to fighting with me and other literary fights, and we can not let him do what he wants ......." 　　He turned his head and said, "Master Qi, South China Sect urges urgency, you arrange for Master Wang to invite the battle on the mountain at this moment, make sure to overcome the enemy in one battle tonight!" 　　Qi Xuan's face appeared excited as he shouted, "Alright, senior brother, I'll go and make the arrangements now." He ran out with gusto, flanked by Zhang Zhen and Jiang Yue who looked at each other and also got up to leave. 　　After the three left, Wen Jun suddenly sighed, his face was no longer as calm and confident as before, and he said in despair, "I wonder if it is right or wrong to completely offend the Dimming Cang Sect this time?" 　　Shen Jingyue smiled bitterly: "I Guangyuan faction was originally a small Xuanmen sect, today I'm useful, South China Sect use us as pawns, if I'm useless, it is discarded as worn out, South China Sect just now sent a letter over, ordered us to solve this person within two days, climbed to the top of the Dangyun Peak, I have a faction in the immediate danger of destruction, the need for South China Sect shelter, so although the Mingcang Sect is powerful, at the moment can not care about so many! ." 　　Wen Jun is also the face of gloomy color, he knows why Shen Jing Yue said so, Guangyuan faction was originally a small faction, has been dependent on the survival of the South China faction. 　　The highest cultivation in the upper courtyard is only two HuanDan elders, and this time, GuangYuan faction for the YaoGuang shell lake, disciples died and injured, just last month, and then fell twelve MingQi stage disciples, three XuanGuang stage disciples, although snatched down the shell field, but the whole sect can be said to have been injured, the vitality of a great deal of injuries, if it is not and the south China faction of an elder to make friends with, has long been the annexation of the other faction. 　　It was also this reason that led to them having to act as the South China Sect's vanguard. 　　Shen Jingyue let out a long sigh and said, ''Since Chen Feng defeated my two sects' disciples at the South China Sect three years ago, not a single worldly disciple has been willing to commit to my sect in the past three years, while the South China Sect's initiated disciples are the Three Traveling Immortals, the Seven Sons of the Dangyuns, the Sixteen Loafers, and the Diming Cang Sect is even known as the 'Twenty-eight Upper Truths', it is laughable that I, the Guangyuan Sect entry disciples actually only five people, today has been all here ......" 　　Said here, coughed several times, originally rosy face flooded a pale color. 　　Wen Jun worriedly glanced at him, said: "Shen senior brother, your injury has not long healed, and do not be too strenuous." 　　Shen Jingyue, however, ignored it, and went on to say to himself, "Master Mo is a child prodigy that is rare to see in a hundred years in my sect, but for the honor of the sect, this time, he is alone to commit a risk, and block a group of disciples of the Diming Cang Sect on the Heavenly Gate Road, which seems to be a scenic view, but actually the crisis is hidden, but ......" he suddenly He suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Wen Jun's wrist and said, "Even if the Ming Cang Sect is stronger, we only have to fight to teach the South China Sect not to easily abandon me, so that our sect can continue to survive." 　　Wen Jun slowly nodded his head, a solemn look appearing in his gaze. 　　At the ugly hour, Dang Yun Peak Head Mountain Gate. 　　Zhang Yan, who was meditating on the mountain rock, suddenly opened his eyes, and he saw a person walking all the way to the ground gate path, and when he reached the bottom of the mountain rock, the other party clasped his fists and said, "But is it Senior Brother Zhang of the Diming Cang Sect? My name is Wang Lie, a disciple of the Guangyuan Sect, and I wish to ascend to the peak, so I've come to seek advice from Senior Brother Zhang." 　　Zhang Yan took a look and realized that this person's breath was condensed, up and down as one, his demeanor was calm and steady, and he stood there with his own aura, at a glance, he knew that he was not an idler, he leaped down from the mountain stone, arched his hand and said, "Please!" 　　The sound here also startled Ai Zhongwen who was also meditating in the side hall next to the mountain road, he got up in a hurry and hurriedly stepped out of the door of the hall, and after taking a look at this Wang Lie, he couldn't help but change his face and seemed to have thought of something, only he didn't have time to utter a word to remind him, and that person had already made his move towards Zhang Yan first. 　　Zhang Yan only felt a shadow in front of him, Wang Lie's seemingly strong body had actually bullied his way to the near side, and all of a sudden, a force of force came from him, and even pressed his breath into a stagnation. 　　He heavily exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, is also a punch out, "bang bang" two sound, both sides are each hit each other's chest, coincidentally back a step, and can not help but look at each other. 　　Wang Lie slightly surprised, just now is clearly their first move, but Zhang Yan actually can first step hit himself, and use the force backward, so that his fist in vain, this eye and grasp on the strength is not like a focus on practicing qi yuan cultivator. 　　Zhang Yan's eyes are also flowed out a heavy color, because just now, he felt a distinctive atmosphere, the other side actually body Yuan Qi surging like the sea, just a fist on the shock of his half body numb, fortunately he found in advance, when the opportunity to change the hit for the push, otherwise immediately have to be injured. 　　At this time, not far away, Ai Zhongwen spoke out, "Senior Brother Zhang be careful, this Senior Brother Wang is a 'Tripod Bearer'!" 　　"Oh?" 　　Zhang Yan's gaze flickered as he swept the other party up and down, is this a 'Tripod Bearer'?