"You——could it be that you secretly defected to Wudang?!"
Hao Bansheng's question was not an irrational and random accusation. If Huashan really fell to Wudang, it would not be an unacceptable thing for Jianghu.
After all, the Huashan Sect itself comes from the Taoist lineage.
The founder of the Huashan Sect was Guang Ningzi, one of the seven Quanzhen disciples. At the beginning, the full name of the Huashan Sect was "Quanzhen Huashan Sect".
However, due to the rise of the Five Sacred Mountains, the Huashan Sect, one of the Five Sacred Mountains, gained the ability to dominate the world with its alliance, so it gradually broke away from the Dao Sect. Later, it abandoned the origin of the Dao Sect and simply relied on the Five Sacred Sword Sect. Member considers himself.
Nowadays, the Five Sacred Mountains are in decline, and although Wudang has gone through turmoil, it has always remained strong. The Huashan Sect wants to return to Taoism at this time. Although it is despicable to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, it is also common sense.
However, in the face of Hao Bansheng's stern accusation, Gu Qianhan shook his head slightly: "Brother Hao, please rest assured, for me, Wudang is no different from the Five Mountains. I am not here to accept my name from him." .”
"That's why!"
Hao Bansheng vomited a mouthful of blood. He held on with his last breath and said: "Junior Sister! The Five Mountains are currently in a storm. Two factions have been destroyed and three factions have declined. We are already in danger. Are you still thinking of internal strife and merging factions? !”
"Senior Brother Hao, I have already said that there is no difference between the Five Mountains and the Taoist Sect to me. I am excepting you at this time, just because you are in the eyes of that noble man."
Gu Qianhan's expression was indifferent. She slowly raised the sword in her hand, and a sword flower sprinkled down. Along with the thunder in the night sky, there was another blood mark in Hao Bansheng's throat. After a while, blood gushed out like a fountain.
"If you had known the difficulty earlier, retreated and left obediently, I wouldn't have had to do this thing of hatred and hatred. However, the junior of Songshan Sect is so stubborn. Shouldn't I be said to be Senior Brother Ye's proud disciple?"
Looking at Hao Bansheng who was still staring at death, Gu Qianhan sighed and then turned to Lu Wen.
Lu Wen trembled all over, but at this moment, he resisted the fear in his heart stemming from the desire for survival. He drew out his sword and yelled: "Uncle Gu! You killed a disciple of the Five Sacred Mountains for no reason. Uncle Hao, you have already violated the iron law of the alliance! If you don't surrender and be captured! Don't blame this junior for being rude!"
Although Lu Wen's words were full of momentum, his hand holding the sword still betrayed his true inner thoughts. The trembling sword edge was so trembling that it was almost impossible to aim accurately. It looked really ridiculous under this harsh scolding.
Gu Qianhan calmly raised the blood-stained sword and pointed it at Lu Wen. The latter roared wildly and used what he had learned throughout his life to attack with his best Songshan swordsmanship.
It was a pity that the gap between the two of them was like a chasm. Before Lu Wen could use his attack, Gu Qianhan had already sealed his throat with a sword.
Lu Wen's face was full of sadness, and he fell into a pool of blood as soon as he met him. Gu Qianhan didn't leave anything to say to him, but went straight out of the tent.
Gu Qianhan took a windbreaker and put it on, started doing Qinggong with a few ups and downs, and then disappeared into the night.
After a while, the thunder in the night sky stopped, and was replaced by a downpour. The pouring rain fell on the ground, washing away the scarlet in an instant.
That night, the last persistence of the Wuyue Sword Sect completely disappeared with a heavy rain.
Early the next morning, Wudang Shang Yangzi led his people to the foot of the mountain. He originally wanted to use words to dissuade these young people and let them retreat.
But who would have known that when they went up to Yangzi and came down from the mountain, they would see corpses strewn across the field, and the few Wudang disciples who were accompanying them were also shocked.
"Separate and see if there is anyone alive."
After a brief shock, Shangyangzi immediately asked his disciples to disperse and search for survivors, but the result was very shocking. All the disciples from Wuyue who came this time had their throats sealed with a sword.
Shangyangzi personally checked the injuries of several people and found that the murderer had extremely high attainments in swordsmanship. This made him feel solemn in his heart, but also felt a bit of unknown relief.
As someone who also practiced Tai Chi Qing Ling Sword Technique, Shang Yangzi could see that these Five Mountains disciples were not killed by Chi Qianyun.
As the person with the highest level of swordsmanship in Wudang, Shang Yangzi knows that this swordsmanship is too overbearing, and it is inevitable for ordinary people to lose their true feelings after practicing it.
Although he tried to dissuade him at the beginning, in the end, the master Qi Yunzi still passed on this martial arts to Chi Qianyun, who was determined to seek revenge. He didn't know the intention behind the master's actions, but now he can see that Chi Qianyun still has the ability to look back. Maybe, he still has hope.
But after the relief, there was a headache. Shang Yangzi knew that with the current situation in Wudang, it would be very difficult to make Jianghu believe that this matter had nothing to do with them.
Although Qi Yunzi already had the intention of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, in the end they have not taken action yet. It may not be a good thing for someone to take over, because the final notoriety will still be on them.
"Great Elder, there is nothing found in the east."
"Great Elder, we haven't found anything in the west either."
The disciples searched the surrounding area, and the clues they could find were extremely limited. Apart from being able to confirm that the murderer had excellent swordsmanship, they knew almost nothing.
Shang Yangzi's face was as dark as water. He stood with his hands behind his back, exuding a dangerous aura that made it difficult for people to approach. He was thinking about who was secretly targeting Wudang.
While meditating, suddenly a Wudang disciple hurriedly came to report——
"Great Elder, someone is worshiping the mountain!" The man ran in an extremely hurry, and when he came to Shang Yangzi, he was out of breath. He panted and finally managed to hold back these few words.
Shang Yangzi frowned: "Baishan, hum. Is it Yu Wenzhao who has arrived, or is he a boy from the Xiaoyao sect?"
Yue Lifeng, a disciple of Xiaoyao Sect, wanted to go to Wudang and took advantage of the place where Yuwen and Gongsun fought. Then the Yuwen family plotted and raided the unsuspecting Gongsun family. This bad news had already spread throughout the world.
Those who can come over at this time, Shangyangzi thought for a moment, are just these two people.
But what I never expected was that after the Wudang disciple took a breath, he actually said: "It's not the Xiaoyao sect, nor the Yuwen family, the great elder, the one who came to pay homage to the mountain is - the Imperial Guards!"
"Jinyiwei!"
As soon as these words came out, all the disciples looked shocked. Shang Yangzi was also a little surprised, but he quickly thought of the reason. It must be because of Qi Yunzi's order that shocked the world.
The Taoist order was sent out, which shocked the world. At the same time, it also attracted the attention of the imperial court. As the imperial court's minions extending into the world, it was normal for the Jinyiwei to dispatch.
"I know," Shang Yangzi calmed down, turned back to the mountain with his disciples, and asked at the same time, "Who is here this time?"
This question made the Wudang disciple suddenly stop where he was. Shang Yangzi took two more steps before turning around. He saw that the disciple's face was pale and there was cold sweat streaming down his head. His heart suddenly sank and he asked in a serious voice. Said: "Answer!"
The disciple hurriedly came forward and said in a trembling tone: "Reporting to the Great Elder, the person who came to pay homage to the mountain this time is the commander of the Jinyi Guards!"
(End of chapter)