Jiang Yi thought about his assets.
"Today, I gave away all the silver from all the brothers. But Li Zhi still has 20,000 taels of silver..."
Jiang Yi frowned and gave him 20,000 taels of silver all at once, which would seriously injure him.
After hesitation, Jiang Yi walked towards Yu Zhi's room.
"Junior Brother Li Zhi, I have something to discuss with you."
There was silence in the room, no sound was heard.
Jiang Yi just thought to himself and said, "Junior Brother Li, can you hold off on your twenty thousand taels of silver for a few days?"
"I've been short of money recently. I just paid tens of thousands of taels of silver to my brothers, and I really can't come up with any more money."
When Yu Zhi heard that it was about money, he was worried that he had no money in his pocket. I gave Ling Ziyue five hundred taels in vain, and now her pocket is really cleaner than her face.
"No, I'm willing to admit defeat. Twenty thousand taels of silver, not a penny less. If you don't give it, I will tell Elder Cangjin and tell you to get out of Cangshan."
Yu Zhi is now the popular person in front of Cang Jin. In the battle that night, Yu Zhi hit Zhao Han in the face as a new disciple. Isn't this just a slap in Cang Shui's face?
The laughter of Elder Cangjin can still be heard from time to time in the pavilion on the top of Cangshan Mountain.
What Jiang Yi can be sure of is that in Cang Jin's eyes, Li Zhi is not a biological grandson, but a biological grandson.
Jiang Yi's face fell and he was mumbling something, but he was thinking about how to solve this trouble.
If the last twenty thousand taels of silver were given, Jiang Yi's life would be plunged into dire straits.
Immediately, Jiang Yi gritted his teeth and said, "I have information about Elder Canghuo. How about just letting me wait a little longer?"
When Yu Zhi heard this, he opened the door and said, "You tell me first."
Jiang Yi felt that there was something wrong in his heart and continued: "I heard that Elder Canghuo has been studying talismans recently and needs a disciple to help him. But because everyone knows Elder Canghuo's weird temper, they all avoid Elder Canghuo."
Seeing Yu Zhi's move, Jiang Yi smiled slyly and said, "Junior brother Li Zhi, what do you think of this news?"
Yu Zhi looked at Jiang Yi sideways, "How long do you plan to wait?"
Jiang Yi stretched out a finger.
"A month?"
Jiang Yi shook his head and said, "One year."
"Go to hell!" Yu Zhi kicked Jiang Yi. A year later, I would no longer be in Cangshan.
Jiang Yi chuckled, regardless of whether Yu Zhi agreed or not, and said: "Junior brother, I have another message for you. I heard that after the Broken Blade Sect was attacked that night, Lei Jun retreated to cover his disciples and was seriously injured and fell into coma. One hand was also broken.”
In Yu Zhi's mind, the bold man holding the Thunder Blade in the sect competition appeared in his mind.
"Which hand is broken?"
"The hand that holds the knife."
...
At Broken Blade Sect, many elders gathered around a young man on the hospital bed, and they all looked lonely.
Bai Qigang and his party returned from Shenyin Pavilion, but almost everyone was wiped out on the way back.
Bai Qigang and three other elders were seriously injured, and none of the elite disciples were left alive. The most important thing was that Lei Jun, who was regarded as a once-in-a-century sword genius, lost his right hand holding the sword. This is equivalent to severing Lei Jun's path of cultivation.
"Master, is there really no hope?" Bai Qigang's face was pale, and his eyes were full of worry. His injuries were also very serious, and it would be difficult for him to gather any energy for at least half a year.
Nie Feng, the master of the Broken Blade Sect, sighed, his eyes lingering on Lei Jun's severed arm.
The hand holding the knife was broken, which undoubtedly wiped out more than ten years of Lei Jun's hard work.
After a moment of silence, Nie Feng said: "His life is saved, but his cultivation..."
Everyone's eyes also stayed on Lei Jun's shoulder-length broken arm. They all knew what it meant for a swordsman to lose his hand to hold the sword.
Bai Qigang punched the table angrily, and in an instant the entire table turned into a pile of firewood. "Sect Master, Lei Jun is our Duan Dao Sect's hope!"
Little did Nie Feng know that in the past ten years, Nie Feng had personally taught martial arts skills and devoted all the sect's resources to train Lei Jun.
Everyone regarded Lei Jun as the Broken Blade Sect's hope for the next hundred years. However, Lei Jun suffered such a disaster.
Nie Feng said solemnly: "The broken arm can no longer be found. Such an injury can only grow white bones and grow flesh and blood unless a god comes."
There was silence in the room. This time it was not just Lei Jun. The disciples of Duan Dao Sect were dead and injured, and the younger generation suffered heavy losses.
After Nie Feng left the room, a white crane fell from the sky in the night sky and landed in front of Nie Feng.
Looking at the white crane that suddenly arrived, Nie Feng showed a look of nostalgia in his eyes. He had not seen this white crane in twenty years. Twenty years ago, when he first saw this white crane and its owner, it was hard to forget.
The young man's heart beat, but it died without any disease.
"We haven't seen her for many years, how is she?" Nie Feng asked softly, his eyes filled with tenderness, as if the person standing in front of him was that gorgeous woman.
Bai He chirped in response to Nie Feng's question.
Nie Feng smiled slightly. He was not the domineering and majestic person rumored to be, but just an infatuated man.
"That's good."
Bai He lifted one foot and stretched it in front of Nie Feng. There was a letter on it.
When Nie Feng took the letter, the white crane gave a long cry and flew deep into the night sky.
When Nie Feng opened the letter, there was a solemn look in his eyes. Because there are simply a few words written on the letter.
"The night ghost appears in the world, and a great disaster is coming."
Nie Feng knew that the woman had never liked nonsense. This was the case back then, and it would be the same twenty years later. Maybe I just said a few more words back then before she rejected him.
Thinking of the interesting things from that year, the solemnity in Nie Feng's heart also dissipated a little.
After Bai He left, an order from the sect master reached the ears of the Duandao Sect.
Track down the man in black robe and kill him without mercy!
...
Yu Zhi was stunned, he knew what it meant for a swordsman to lose his hand holding the sword.
Jiang Yi continued: "However, this is also hearsay. No one can tell whether it is true or false."
Yu Zhi sighed: "I hope he will be fine."
Jiang Yi looked at Yu Zhi in surprise and said with a smile: "Junior brother Li, Lei Jun is the enemy of senior brother Wanjun, why do you still speak for him?"
Yu Zhi smiled. He knew Jiang Yi couldn't understand, but Cang Wanjun would definitely think the same as him.
"A genius like Cang Wanjun naturally has his own arrogance. The enemy of his life is to be defeated by his own hands, not by the hands of others."
Jiang Yi suddenly asked: "By the way, what did you do just now?"
Yu Zhi didn't hide anything and said, "I'm going to find Senior Sister Ziyue."
"Why are you looking for her? Do you know that she is the granddaughter of Elder Canghuo? The disciples are avoiding her, but you just send her here?" Jiang Yi said.
Yu Zhi shrugged and said nonchalantly: "I heard that last year, Elder Canghuo beat up several disciples who were pursuing Senior Sister Ziyue. Is this true?"
Jiang Yi touched his chin, and the little chicken nodded while pecking at the rice. "Of course it's true. So, you'd better stop immediately and don't provoke Ling Ziyue."
Hearing this, Yu Zhi became even more happy, and the corners of his mouth curved.
“真的才好。要是挨几顿揍，就能够让紫月师姐接受我的爱意，我就是多挨几顿也值了。”
"You, you, you, you..." Jiang Yi pointed at Yu Zhi with a look of disbelief on his face, "You don't really plan to date Ling Ziyue, do you?"
Yu Zhi said happily: "Can't you? I fell in love with Senior Sister Ziyue at first sight. This is fate."
Jiang Yi looked at Yu Zhi's nymphomaniac look and sneered in his heart. You kid caused me to lose so much money. I will let the news out right now and wait for Elder Canghuo to come and beat you up.
Jiang Yi was planning viciously in his heart, but he still persuaded Yu Zhi not to provoke Ling Ziyue.
He wished that Yu Zhi would be beaten to death, so that the debt of 20,000 taels of silver would be written off in one go.
After Jiang Yi left, Yu Zhi immediately showed a sneer. He just wanted to spread the matter to Cang Huo's ears so that he could see Cang Huo.
And Jiang Yi, Cangshan's know-it-all, is also Cangshan's big trumpet. If you have the ability to hear all kinds of gossip, you have the ability to spread all kinds of gossip.
At this time, Ling Ziyue sat in a chair and was in a daze for an hour.
The blush on his face still hadn't faded, his heart was beating loudly, and all he could think of was that ordinary-looking boy.
"How dare that kid say such shameful words?" Ling Ziyue said coquettishly.
What she doesn't know is that the senior sister she looks like now is not aloof in front of others.
Ling Ziyue took out the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror. How could her beautiful appearance not attract favor?
Recalling Yu Zhi's words and actions, Ling Ziyue sighed slightly and said, "Unfortunately, his appearance is indeed a bit ordinary."
At the same time, in a vast valley in Shiwanda Mountain, a woman was thinking about the same boy.
White Flame Valley is also among the top ten among the northern sects. With the help of Yu Zhi, the disciples of White Flame Valley ran towards the camp in Cangshan Mountain, and the men in black robes retreated in time, which also caused the loss of White Flame Valley. Much reduced.
Xiong Kui used the blood-burning technique to forcibly improve his cultivation level, but the backlash he suffered forced him to rest peacefully for several months.
However, days like this also made him relax a lot.
"Little girl, are you thinking about that boy?" Xiong Kui appeared behind Zong Linyue.
Zong Linyue's true energy was exhausted. Fortunately, her foundation was not damaged. She only needed to rest for a few days before she could walk on the ground.
Hearing Xiong Kui's voice, Zong Linyue looked back, then quickly turned her head away, a trace of panic flashing in her eyes.
"Old Xiong, you shouldn't have a good rest, why are you running around?" Zong Linyue said.
Xiong Kui smiled naively and walked to Zong Linyue like a stupid bear. "You girl should have a good rest, why did you come out to confront Yue Sichun?"
"Bah, you are so dishonest. You are so young!" Zong Linyue retorted.
As she spoke, the blush on Zong Linyue's face spread to her ears.
Xiong Kui didn't care. He recalled the situation of that night several times in the past few days, but he always felt that something was wrong.
The men in black robes that Cang Jin and his party faced seemed to be numerous, but their strength was much weaker than that of the men in black robes at White Flame Valley. Obviously Cang Jin and his party are stronger and should encounter more dangerous sneak attacks.
But the opposite is true.
All the major sects suffered heavy losses, and Qingyun Sect was completely wiped out. Only Cangshan only lost a few new disciples to death and injured a few others, but almost escaped completely.
The two were silent for a moment, and Zong Linyue suddenly said: "Old Xiong, who do you think that kid is?"
Xiong Kui shook his head and said: "I have asked people to check the disciples of various major sects, but no one matches that boy. Only you and I have seen what that boy looks like, but looking for someone based on a face is like finding a needle in a haystack."
Zong Linyue smiled and said again: "Old Xiong, do you think that boy is really handsome?"
