However, since the formation around Changjiabao was broken, the path there has become clear.
Following the guidance of Taichu Temple disciples, everyone found the dilapidated and burned Changjia Wubao in a mountain col.
At this time, the sky was already dark, and under the dim light of the sky, the ruins and tiles all over the ground told the story that the Chang family of Wu'an, which was prosperous in the past, was now completely destroyed.
Li Yuanmin sighed: "This place was destroyed by the demon sect thieves. They set a fire again and burned it for several days before it was extinguished. Nothing was left. Later we picked out the charred corpses that could be put together and put them together. Buried in the back hill cemetery."
Although Dai Fengchi's cultivation level was average, he treated others well. He immediately praised Taichu Guanzhai for his kindness and kindness. The disciple of Taichu Guanzhai, who had been missing for several months, suddenly felt proud.
After a sweet business exchange, the two groups of disciples went to the Houshan Cemetery together, where the Chang clan members were buried, and Chang Haosheng's ashes would be buried there soon. Unexpectedly, as soon as I turned around the mountain wall, I saw a group of people with weapons standing in front of the bare tomb stone, all with respectful expressions. There were so many people standing here, but it was silent, and they could only hear the mountain breeze.
Among this group of ghostly people, there was a tall and slender young man in black robes.
The faint moonlight fell from the end of the mountain wall, passed through the alienated stone forest, and dragged out a long line of faint light on the wilderness cemetery. The young man stood with his backlight, his face was deep and gorgeous, cold and majestic.
He was slightly surprised to see such a large number of people, and then his eyes passed through the crowd and landed somewhere behind Song Yuzhi.
Cai Zhao felt a sharp pain in his heart and quickly lowered his head.
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Chapter 94
Such an unprepared encounter caused both sides to be stunned.
On Beichen's side, except for Cai Zhao and Song Yuzhi, no one else had seen Mu Qingyan's true face. Qi Lingbo even stared curiously at the handsome young man opposite him. Cai Zhao screamed bad luck in his heart and immediately lowered his head.
Song Yuzhi's sharp eyes saw several familiar faces on the opposite side, but he didn't know how to express them.
On the other side, because of someone's heavy-handed tactics, You Guanyue and others would not reveal anything no matter how surprised they were.
After a moment of confrontation, Li Yuanmin, who was seven or eight years older than the others, had no choice but to take a few steps forward, cupped his fists and said, "This is the Wubao of the late Great Hero Chang. I wonder who you are and why you are here?"
Mu Qingyan glanced at Song Yuzhi again and said calmly: "I'm leaving the teaching, Mu Qingyan."
As soon as the last three words came out, Beichen's side all let out a cry.
As mortal enemies for two hundred years, the two sides naturally pay attention to each other's changes at all times.
A few months ago, there was a drastic change in the Hanhai Mountains and a change of authority. Even if the six Beichen sects did not know the details, they also knew that the Nie family that had lasted for decades had finally completely collapsed. Now the leader of the Demon Cult has once again been replaced by a descendant of the Mu family. That is Mu Qingyan.
"Are you the new leader of the Demon Cult?!" Li Yuanmin's pupils suddenly shrank and he immediately wanted to draw his sword.
Dai Fengchi and others also put their hands on the hilts of their swords at their waists. Only Song Yuzhi and Cai Zhao slowed down for a moment, looked at each other and pretended to be on guard.
Although they are feuding and opposing each other, the degree of each faction is different.
The disciples of the Qingque Sect are on alert and have no intention of starting a war. After all, the world has been at peace for more than ten years.
However, because of Wu Yuanying's blood debt, the disciples of Taichu Temple drew out their long swords. Among them, Li Yuanmin was extremely angry and stabbed him with his sword.
Mu Qingyan remained motionless, his long sleeves puffed up and he swung out with all his strength. Li Yuanmin felt a strong force like a huge wave hitting him, and he felt suffocated instantly. His wrist went numb, and the sword was already out of his hand. Come out and fly into the air.
You Guanyue and Shangguan Haonan, one on the left and the other on the right, clapped their hands forward several times. The four disciples beside Li Yuanmin were also knocked to the ground and their swords were thrown away. Under the pale moonlight, five long swords fell from mid-air and inserted into the grass on the edge of the cemetery.
Mu Qingyan retracted his palms and sleeves, and calmly glanced at the figure opposite Song Yuzhi, who had shrunk half of his body.
She seems to have grown taller recently, with a slim figure and a slender waist. Her clear eyes are like pearls falling from a lake, and her gaze is moving. The girl has gradually shed her childishness, like a magnolia with arrow buds, lush and delicate. Beautiful and soft.
Dai Fengchi and Ding Zhuo were about to draw their swords and step forward, but in just one move, all five Taichu Temple disciples were defeated. They immediately stopped in their tracks - to be more noble, they would suffer a loss. Small, but losing the Qingque Sect’s face would be a big deal.
Shangguan Haonan stood in front with his chest raised and said loudly: "Our leader only wants to pay homage to our old friend today. We don't want to cause more trouble. Don't ask for trouble."
You Guanyue laughed loudly: "Wu Yuanying was killed by the Nie family's uncle and nephew, and has nothing to do with our leader. If you Taichu Guan really want to take revenge, you might as well help our leader snipe and kill the Nie family members who are now living in the world."
Li Yuanmin rubbed his wrists and asked doubtfully: "Old friends, do you have any old friends in the Chang family?"
While everyone was in shock and confusion, the attentive Fan Xingjia had already picked up some clues from Mu Qingyan's voice and body posture. He lowered his head and said softly: "Junior sister Zhaozhao, do you think this person is... the fake Chang Ning?"
Before Cai Zhao could answer, Qi Lingbo, who also heard this, exclaimed, "What are you talking about? This person is the fake Chang Ning!"
As soon as this statement came out, the disciples of Taichu Guan didn't know why, but the disciples of Qingque Sect immediately started making noises.
Dai Fengchi, who was supposed to speak, remembered the embarrassing situation of being beaten to death by 'Fake Chang Ning'. His face turned red. Not only did he not step forward to question, but he slowly took half a step back. Song Yuzhi glanced at Cai Zhao and hesitated.
The second and third sons all pretended to be dead, so Ding Zhuo stepped forward and asked: "Is your Excellency the same person who pretended to be Chang Ning in this sect before?"
Following this question, everyone looked to the opposite side.
"It's me." Mu Qingyan admitted simply, but with a languid look on his face, "Ding Shaoxia, what advice do you have?"
Of course, Ding Zhuo didn't have any advice. He had been obsessed with martial arts since he was a child, and he was quite ignorant of the world. After asking this question, he didn't know what to say next.
Qi Lingbo bit his lip, never expecting that the down-and-out young man who came to seek refuge with a face full of abscesses was actually the majestic, luxurious and extremely handsome leader of the Demon Cult in front of him.
Fan Xingjia's mouth opened wide: "It's really him. I didn't expect that he is now the leader of the Demon Cult..." There was a sense of astonishment in his tone that he was digging sweet potatoes together and now he is so successful.
While speaking, most of the Qingque Sect disciples' eyes fell on Cai Zhao.
In the sect, Cai Zhao, the person closest to Chang Ning, was ranked second, but no one dared to say he was first.
Cai Zhao knew she couldn't hide, so she immediately slapped her scalp hard, stepped forward and said loudly: "It turns out that Master Mu is here. I'm really lucky to meet you..." She only said fourteen words when she was heard by a short voice. Haha interrupted.
The wind was cold and the moon was cold, and the mountain was silent. Everyone could hear clearly that the sneer came from Mu Qingyan.
Mu Qingyan tilted his head slightly, "Don't you think it's funny?"
You Guanyue was the most obedient and said quickly: "I think this is very funny, haha, hahahaha..."
Led by him, Shangguan Haonan and others also started laughing, and the sound of haha filled the hills. This was the end of Xiao Cai Heroine's initiative to speak. Her face was red, and she was half angry. She wished she could rush forward and beat her up. These demonic monsters.
But she bravely endured it.
Song Yuzhi didn't know what attitude to take towards Mu Qingyan before, but when he heard Cai Zhao open his mouth, he understood what he meant, so he pretended not to know him and said: "My junior sister is so nice to talk to, why are the heroes of your sect so full of ridicule? Master Mu, you are Although there are many people there, Beichen disciples like us are not afraid to fight to the death!"
Mu Qingyan's eyes deepened, he was the one he hated the most.
Cai Xiaozhao pretended not to recognize him in person, and was still a bit cute and charming. This guy named Song was just pretending to be a pig with green onions stuck in his nostrils. I only regretted that after the Nie family was killed that day, he was in a state of confusion and had a lot of academic affairs at hand. Otherwise, there was no way he could have allowed this Song surnamed Quanxu to leave the Hanhai Mountains!
"I heard that Young Master Song has extraordinary talents and amazing cultivation. He is now the most outstanding disciple among the Beichen sects. It is better to catch the sun than to catch it. Why don't you and I compete today..." Mu Qingyan's eyes were filled with strong malice, even if Instead of killing Song Yuzhi on the spot, he should make a big fool of himself on the spot.
Song Yuzhi was not afraid, and immediately drew his sword out of its scabbard, "Just hit him, I'm asking for advice from Master Mu."
Before the two men could actually take action, Cai Zhao pushed Song Yuzhi away, placed his hands on his hips like a small round-bellied teapot, and said loudly: "What are you talking about? What are you asking for advice? This is the ancestral grave of the Chang family, not a martial arts arena. You can't help but feel free to do so." Jump around! Master Mu, you are not afraid of disturbing the heroic spirits of the ancestors of the Chang family, but we Beichen disciples dare not!"
"Recently, we have been following Master's order to prepare for the memorial ceremony for the spirit of Great Hero Chang in heaven. If you, Master Mu, want to worship today, then we will leave first; if you, Master Mu, have finished worshiping, then please leave this place. It’s convenient for each of us. Otherwise, we don’t have to engage in any competition, we can just fight to the death!”
Li Yuanmin greatly appreciated these words. After his impulse had passed, he realized that if he had to fight head-on, he and the Demon Cult would not be able to defeat him, but he could not lose the momentum. It was embarrassing to think about it. Cai Zhao spoke righteously, but secretly mentioned that the Chang family was kind to Mu Qingyan, so they left room for each other.
So he said: "Martial Nephew Xiao Cai is right. We Beichen and your sect are incompatible with each other. It is useless to talk more. Master Mu can take matters into his own hands!"
Mu Qingyan did not answer, glanced at him with a sinister look, gave a short sneer, turned around and left, followed immediately by You Guanyue and others.
After everyone from the Demon Sect had left, Li Yuanmin breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and clasped his fists, saying: "As an elder, I am not as courageous, knowledgeable and well-spoken as my nephew Zhaozhao. Oh, I am really ashamed."
Qi Lingbo bit his lips: "Are the words appropriate? I can't see. The Seventh Junior Sister just showed too much weakness. I think there are only about ten of them, and there are dozens of us, so why be afraid of them!"
Cai Zhao knew in his heart that Qi Lingbo was like this. He was not necessarily vicious, but he just couldn't bear to see girls of his own age being more beautiful than him.
When the two girls first met, she complained that Cai Zhao's appearance and family background were not inferior to hers. Later, she criticized Cai Zhao for being favored by Qi Yunke, and then she criticized "Chang Ning" who even a wild dog disliked for actually getting along with her. Now she heard Li Yuanmin praise Cai Zhao. Zhao, so the old habit happened again.
But today is different from the past. Miss Cai's temper is also very bad now. She turned her back on the spot and said: "I can't beat that guy named Mu anyway. Senior Sister Lingbo, don't just use your words. If you can do it, you can do it!"
"You...!" Qi Lingbo was furious.
Cai Zhao did not tolerate her at all: "My aunt said that when others are asked to charge into battle and fight for their lives, those who shout 'Follow me' are true heroes, while those who shout 'Follow me' are fake heroes." Senior Sister Lingbo said That's nice to say, but if there's going to be a fight, why don't you just hide behind and let me and the senior brothers fight!"
These words were so unpleasant that Qi Lingbo was so angry that he burst into tears and cried: "Back in the sect, the fake Chang Ning didn't want to be seen by anyone. You were the only one who was close to him. No wonder you are not afraid of this world now. This is how you measure the master of the Demon Cult." What will I do to you? I am no more confident than you, junior sister, so I will go to the Demon Cult to fight for my life. Even if I die outside, I will not be angry with you..."
Dai Fengchi was heartbroken. He took out a handkerchief and gave it to Qi Lingbo while defending: "Seventh Junior Sister, do you have any manners? After all, Lingbo is older than you. How can you be so rude to Senior Sister!"
Song Yushang took a step forward and said calmly: "If it weren't for the bullying you all did, Master wouldn't have entrusted Zhao Zhao to take care of the fake Chang Ning. At this point, what can you say? I think Junior Sister Zhao Zhao is right. , You don’t stand out when the storm is at its peak, and you don’t have to act like a hero when the storm calms down.”
Seeing that his fiancé did not defend himself at all, Qi Lingbo cried even harder.
There were internal disputes within the Qingque Sect, and it was difficult for Li Yuanmin to intervene. In the end, only Ding Zhuo, who never liked to meddle, and the timid Fan Xingjia came out to smooth things over——
"Brothers and sisters, stop arguing, this is the Chang family's tomb!"
"If you keep arguing, I will tell Master later."
It was already dark when he returned to Wu'an City at the foot of the mountain. Li Yuanmin finally knocked on the city gate, but all the shops were closed. Li Yuanmin asked the disciples of the Qingque Sect to linger in a tea shop for a while, and then he led the disciples to find a place to stay.
The Fan Xing family held a hot tea bowl and came to Cai Zhao: "You used to laugh it off when Senior Sister Lingbo asked for trouble. Why don't you say a word today? It's a joke to the disciples of Taichu Temple."
When he said this, several disciples nearby did not agree, but their eyes showed that he meant this. Qi Lingbo has been unruly and willful for more than ten years. Everyone knows it and tolerates it. Cai Zhao never cared about it before. Things that could usually be solved with a smile, but today Cai Zhao refused to give in even an inch, and Taichu watched a big show.
Cai Zhaoxiu was stunned: "Am I her mother? I have to give in to her all the time. She is one year older than me!" She didn't want to be verbose anymore, so she said, "I'm going to go for a walk on the street to get some fresh air." Be back later'.
Song Yuzhi just stood up to stop her when he saw the little girl turning around and walking into the night. He stayed there in a daze.
The surroundings were more exposed, and the sounds of chickens and dogs could be heard. Cai Zhao stepped heavily on the bluestone road, thinking that they were indeed inseparable. No matter how kind he was on weekdays, he could not stand up to the presence of Qi Lingbo, who had grown up in the sect since childhood. The weight in the disciple’s heart. If you don't care for a while, you will be asked to not care for a long time. It's really annoying.
There was a tightness in her chest, like a boiling water pot with a lid that kept rolling, and she stepped desperately with anger.
She kept her head down and walked around. After an unknown amount of time, she bumped into a hard chest with a familiar smell. She looked up and saw that this man's face was clouded, and his good appearance was ruined. He was not that harmful. Who is the painted skin demon? !
"You..." Cai Zhao became angry and put his hands on his hips, about to curse.
Unexpectedly, the painted-skin demon seemed to be even angrier than her, and scolded her first: "Your conscience was eaten by a dog, but you still have the nerve to come see me!"
Cai Zhao:? ? ?
Cai Zhao was angry and turned around and left without saying a word.
Mu Qingyan stared at her back and said angrily: "If you dare to leave, I will go find Song Yuzhi to 'spar'!"
Cai Zhao almost jumped back: "What's wrong with you monster!"
Mu Qingyan was so angry that he sneered: "Okay, okay, you're very good! If I didn't beat Song Yuzhi into a human-headed dog-head, I wouldn't be Mu!" He raised his feet and left.
"Speak carefully if you have anything to say. Don't look for trouble!" Cai Zhao hugged his arm with both hands and dragged him back as hard as he could.
"I'm looking for trouble?!" Mu Qingyan pinched the girl's shoulder with his backhand, and his fair face twitched with a ferocious expression, "First you pretended not to know me in front of me, then I came to look for you in a low voice, and you turned around and left. Now when I mention Song Yuzhi , you immediately changed your face - do you want to make me angry to death?!"
"Look at yourself in the mirror. When have you ever humbled yourself? You are as arrogant as if you came to collect debt from me!" Cai Zhao had pain in his shoulder and almost vomited blood.
Mu Qingyan shouted: "I'm just here to collect debt! You will never be able to repay what you owe me in your lifetime! I'm going to crush Song to death!"
Cai Zhao almost lost his temper, "Why did you crush the third senior brother to death to collect debts? Do you think this makes any sense?!"
