"Is everyone okay?"
"it's okay no problem……"
"It was so dangerous. I thought I was dead this time."
"Yeah, after so many years, this is the first time I've seen such a big avalanche."
"How come your Xiaofeng Sect is established in a place like this? Isn't it obvious that you are seeking death?"
"I didn't build the sect, how do I know..."
The flow of snow stopped after pouring into the hole to a certain extent, but the roaring outside could still be vaguely heard.
Those who carry fire certificates will light the oil lamp hanging on the wall, and the weak light will burn quietly in this dark space.
Nearly two hundred people were crowded together, and the air seemed to become thin.
Fortunately, the disciples of Jiange and Xiaofeng Sect were not at war with each other. It might be that they had just experienced a rare heavy avalanche and had not recovered yet.
"Guardian Zuo?"
"Guardian Zuo!"
"Guardian Zuo, are you okay?"
Upon hearing the sound and seeing someone, the Xiaofeng Sect disciples hurriedly gathered around.
Although Gao Ningtai, whose arms were cut off, "rolled" down, his injuries were so severe that he was already dying, and his frequently closed eyes might never be opened again at any time.
Jiang Wuji, on the other hand, was shirtless and had many sword wounds left by Gao Ningtai, some of which were still oozing blood.
However, compared to Gao Ningtai's dying state, Jiang Wuji seemed to be fine. He even seemed to have entered a state of "Do you think you can kill me?" and was in good spirits.
When he was in Konggu, Jiang Wuji asked Wan'er how to become a master.
Wan'er's answer at that time was to practice a certain profound martial arts to its peak.
But for Jiang Wuji, who is full of intelligence and talent, "easy to catch" is a relatively conservative adjective.
Therefore, Wan'er's method was not applicable to him.
The biggest difference between a master and a master is insight.
So Jiang Wuji thought about confronting a grandmaster alone to see how mysterious this so-called insight was.
From then on, he kept testing Gao Ningtai's "insight warning", putting pressure on him again and again, trying to forcefully break through this barrier.
Finally, like a flash of inspiration, everything fell into place.
Grandmaster.
"Tap tap tap..."
Jiang Wuji stepped forward, and upon seeing this, the Xiaofeng Sect disciples quickly protected Gao Ningtai.
"You, what are you doing!"
"Don't come over! Don't come over!"
Suddenly, the two sides were at war with each other again, as if Jiang Wuji would start fighting again if Jiang Wuji took another step closer.
Just when Wan'er and the others were ready to take action, they first heard Jiang Wuji's lukewarm voice: "Your sect leader has done many evil deeds, killing innocent people in order to curry favor with the Hantian Clan."
"It stands to reason that all of you disciples should be charged with helping others commit evil!"
"I won't kill you now because I hope you can understand right from wrong, distinguish good from evil, know morality and reason, and turn around."
Above the temple, there was a punishment for committing a major crime, including killing the whole family and killing three clans and nine clans. This was the end of the times and was not cruel or unethical.
In this context, advocating revenge for blood relatives, and helping relatives rather than doing justice naturally become "jianghu morality."
Revenge is glorious, but not taking revenge is shameful. Under this heroic evolution, killing everyone will naturally follow the trend.
"The Orphan of Zhao" is about not killing a baby and leading to successful revenge. There are many such things in the world.
Jiang Wuji punished Zhou Buyue, the Tongtian stick, and his disciple Yang Tai came to take revenge even though he knew his master was guilty.
From his point of view, the kindness of upbringing is greater than heaven.
Revenge for the teacher is not unethical, but righteous!
Now the same goes for Xiaofeng Sect. The most appropriate way is to leave no one behind and avoid future troubles.
But Jiang Wuji is not a cruel person. His life motto has always been "greedy for money, lustful, and upright." Coupled with the influence of the three views in his previous life, he has never thought of destroying the sect. He just wants to destroy the Xiaofeng sect. Expelling the name, as for the disciple's life or death, it all depends on fate.
But if these disciples are stubborn, he doesn't mind staining their spears with blood and killing them.
After the words fell, some disciples were still shouting, while other disciples who knew about it looked moved and hesitant.
Jiang Wuji's eyes fell on Gao Ningtai and his voice was like a cold spring: "The matter has come to this, no matter how much you hide it, it's useless. It's better to tell everything you know. In exchange, I can try my best to help you fulfill a long-cherished wish. "
Gao Ningtai originally planned to be tough to the end, but after hearing these words, the last breath he was holding in his heart suddenly disappeared.
Yes, so many people have entered here, it’s useless no matter how much he hides it...
"Ahem!"
Gao Ningtai coughed up a mouthful of blood and stared at Jiang Wuji not far away: "You... keep your word?"
Jiang Wuji: "Once you say something, it's hard to catch up. But I'm talking about trying your best, not being certain. Whether you can accomplish what you say depends on whether it's difficult for me."
"good good good good……"
Gao Ningtai leaned against the cold snowdrift, with a wry smile on his old face.
Ever since he fell into Hantianmen's trap, neither he nor the sect leader could help themselves.
He wanted Jiang Wuji to go to Hantianmen to save his wife and children, but the words changed for some reason.
"My disciples of the Sao Feng Sect are innocent. Even if they participated in this matter, they were coerced by us old guys. It was not their intention. We are not saints. Who can have no fault? They were just protecting themselves."
"Know right from wrong, distinguish between good and evil, know morality and reason, turn around and be safe... This is what you said. I only hope that you can keep your promise, let them go after leaving here, and let them go down the mountain..."
Gao Ningtai was afraid that Jiang Wuji would regret it and kill them all, or in his heart, he should kill them all.
Therefore, even though Jiang Wuji had already intended to let these disciples go, he still asked for a promise.
"If God does evil, you can still disobey it; if you do evil on your own, you can't live."
Jiang Wuji nodded and said calmly: "I agree to this, but if they don't know what is good and what is good, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Gao Ningtai nodded, then glanced at the disciples around him: "Did you all remember it?"
No one responded, so Gao Ningtai asked again.
"Our sect is responsible for today's consequences. You must not take revenge. After you come down from the mountain, do you remember not to mention Xiaofeng Sect in front of others?"
"You can remember it all!"
"Brother...disciple, please remember this."
After receiving the responses from the disciples, Gao Ningtai took a long breath and felt a little relieved on his face.
He looked at Jiang Wuji and said: "If you go further, you will see some... some things. Those are poisonous people refined by Hantian Clan. Remember not to touch their blood. If you accidentally get infected, , cut it off immediately, otherwise the poison in a stick of incense will spread throughout the body, and there will be no cure..."
"In addition, there is a girl with strange eyes and scales among them. Hantian Clan attaches great importance to her. I don't know the specific reason. You can handle this matter yourself."
"Poisonous person?"
"Is there a poisonous person in our sect?"
"Bleeding removal... What if my neck or eyes get infected..."
There was a rustling sound.
Jiang Wuji nodded slightly, then looked at Gao Ningtai who was about to lose his strength and asked: "How to deal with your bones? Do you want me to entrust someone or let your disciples take them back home?"
Gao Ningtai shook his head, and his eyes that gradually became distracted seemed to be looking at the vast and boundless cold snowfield.
"Life and death have their own destiny. I am sixty-two years old, but I have not lived a clear life for one year."
"Looking back suddenly, it seems that my visit to this world was in vain. It would be better to be buried here and consider myself here."
"..."
"This young hero, just...don't leave..."
