Chapter 394 Elder Wen Jian is a traitor
"Junior Sister, what's the matter with our Master Ren Zhanfeng, do you need me to go there now?"
Mo Feng'er opened her mouth wide in surprise: "Wow, brother, you know this too!
That's right, the master wants to see you and asks you to go to the Sword Shadow Hall now. "
Mo Junrong's face suddenly became serious, but there was a slight joy between his brows: "Okay, I'll go see the master right now."
After finishing speaking, he hurried back to the house, took out an ordinary fine steel long sword, set up the streamer and flew out.
Mo Feng'er pouted again, and stomped her feet angrily: "Senior brother Mo is really too much, he walked so fast without even saying a word!"
Wenjianzong is the same as Qianyunzong, a sect occupies hundreds of mountains.
On the mountain peaks, halls and tile houses are built scatteredly, blending with the lush woods.
This is very different from Dianhe Qianyunzong. There is no such abrupt stone high-rise building, and it highlights a kind of harmony and nature.
A stream of light streaked across the sky and fell into the dense forest. There is a small side hall here, the height is less than two feet, and the area is only four feet square.
On the yellowed plaque in the side hall, there are two large characters engraved, Sword Shadow.
This Sword Shadow Hall has no other purpose, but to store some discarded picture scrolls of Wen Jianzong, some of these picture scrolls are characters, and some are sword moves.
Creaking, Mo Junrong pushed open the wooden door of the Sword Shadow Hall, and stepped into it.
There is a long table at the entrance of the hall, and a copper incense burner is placed on it.
There is thick incense ash accumulated in the censer, but it has long dried and hardened.
Behind the table, there is a pile of old picture scrolls, which are the portraits of Wen Jianzong's previous suzerains.
In fact, the portraits of the successive suzerains should be hung in the main hall where the lectures are taught, for the disciples of the sect to pay homage before practicing.
But the picture scroll is paper after all, and it cannot withstand the aftermath of energy, so every other year, the old picture scroll will be replaced and sent to the Sword Shadow Hall for preservation.
Mo Junrong didn't rush in, but dragged a straw mat, knelt down and kowtowed in front of the picture scroll.
When he stood up, a voice came from the hall: "It's rare that you have the heart to come in and talk."
Mo Junrong turned around and closed the wooden door, walked around the table and pile of scrolls, and walked into the hall.
Standing in the hall was an old man with a long white beard and long white hair, wearing a flowing gown, quite refined.
But his complexion was full of flesh, with angry brows and high nose, it was not a good look at him.
This person is really Mo Junrong's master, the elder Ren Zhanfeng of Wenjianzong.
The hall of the Sword Shadow Hall was also full of large and small picture scrolls. Elder Ren Zhanfeng was holding one of them and was carefully reading it up and down.
"Master!" Mo Junrong stepped forward and bowed his hands in salute.
Elder Ren Zhanfeng put away the scrolls, put them in the pile of scrolls, turned around and asked, "Jun Rong, I'm going to test you for my teacher, who is the most hateful person in this world?"
Mo Junrong replied without thinking: "The sect traitor is the most hateful!"
Elder Ren Zhanfeng frowned, showing approval.
Then nodded slightly: "Yes,
I hate sect traitors the most in my life.
Jun Rong, you are also a poor person. Back then, the Mist-seeking Sect was wiped out from top to bottom.
If it wasn't for Elder Fan Fei's sister-in-law who desperately sent you out, this tragedy would probably be sealed in the Yunxiu Continent forever.
I know your thoughts, because you have experienced pain, you will be firm on the path you want to take. "
Mo Junrong clenched his fists tightly, with a resolute expression on his face: "Yes, I will work hard to cultivate, step by step to the highest and strongest realm.
Exterminate all the sect traitors in Yunxiu Continent, and restore the world to a bright future. "
Elder Ren Zhanfeng raised his hand and patted Mo Junrong's shoulder: "Okay, I have ambition!
The master will help you achieve this goal. To get rid of the traitors of the sect, we must first remember the traitors and thieves of our Wenjian sect. "
Blade Zhanfeng walked to the side of the hall, flicked through the pile of scrolls, and took out one of them after a while.
Opening the scroll, a man was painted on it, but the upper half of the scroll had been burned, completely covering the man's appearance.
Mo Junrong already had the answer in his heart, but he still pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Master, who is this person?"
Ren Zhanfeng's cheeks twitched, revealing a strange smile: "This person is the elder of Wen Jianzong, named Ren Lin Tan.
But he rebelled against the sect more than two hundred years ago, abandoned his surname Blade, and changed his name to Lin Tan.
He was quite capable. After defecting from the sect, he remained incognito for a period of time and gave birth to a son named Lin Minghao. "
Ren Zhanfeng put away the scroll and threw it aside casually, with a hint of anger on his face.
"At first the sect didn't take it seriously, who knew that Lin Tan was just a rat stealing oil.
He actually took advantage of his position as an elder to bring out a large number of sword techniques collected by Wen Jianzong, many of which are rare and unique. "
Hearing this, Mo Junrong deliberately pretended to be surprised: "I see.
No wonder there are so many swordsmanship of the Sword Sect on the Yunxiu Continent, and some swordsmanship are particularly strong, even better than those practiced by the sect's disciples. "
Elder Ren Zhanfeng raised his hand and made a slashing gesture: "After knowing this, five elders from our sect led a team and sent a hundred disciples to Li Zong to get rid of this scourge.
But Lin Tan hid very well, and it took us more than ten years to find him out.
After an earth-shattering battle, our sect successfully beheaded Lin Tan, but his son Lin Minghao was secretly assisted by a master and ran away from our noses.
Lin Tan, a stinky mouse, is very cunning, and he taught his son Lin Minghao all the Wenjianzong classics that he secretly brought out.
By the time we Wen Jianzong discovered this, Lin Minghao had already become popular, and spread a lot of Wen Jianzong's sword techniques. "
Mo Junrong confirmed to the master again: "Master, this traitor's son, Lin Minghao, is he the current Lord of the Great Wilderness and Lonely City?"
"That's right, it's him!
Like his father, Lin Minghao was also a cunning mouse.
He has been hiding in the Great Wilderness, a place isolated from the outside world, for more than forty years.
When he reappeared, he was already a strong man in the divine realm, and he became the lord of the Great Desolation and Lonely City.
Now, it is even more difficult to get rid of him.
If Wen Jianzong and Dahuang Gucheng confront each other head-on, it will inevitably lead to casualties among the disciples of the sect. As an elder of Wen Jianzong, I cannot let this happen. "
Blade Zhanfeng patted Mo Junrong's shoulder again, and said: "Lin Minghao's realm is advanced, and he is young, and he has lived far longer than an old man like me.
I can only entrust this important task to you, because you also have the belief in eliminating traitors from all sects in the world.
You are still young, as long as you practice hard, you will always wait until the day when Lin Minghao is very old.
On that day, after you beheaded Lin Minghao, remember to come back to comfort your master's spirit in heaven. "
After listening to Elder Ren Zhanfeng's words, Mo Junrong did not show a grateful expression, nor did he seriously agree, but raised his head and smiled confidently.
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