Fellow Disciple

Chapter 109 Fellow Sect

"Okay! Let me see how domineering you are!" Cheng Peixin retreated to Yu Zhaotong, "Yu Zhaotong! Did you hear that?! Tonight we will ask them for advice using the Moon Pointing Mysterious Light and the Earth Fire Purple Gold Furnace. Ask for advice!”

Yu Zhaotong was silent for a moment, then suddenly threw the purple gold furnace into the air, and the treasure began to rotate gently on his chest.

Cheng Peixin smiled at him: "Yu——"

But the next moment, Yu Zhaotong suddenly raised his right hand and struck hard on his left hand. With a snap, his entire left hand immediately turned into a bloody mess. Only then did he take the purple furnace back into his hand, and quickly backed away from Cheng Peixin, hissing in pain: "I'm broken, I'm broken, I really don't have a sword with me, a few swordsmen, this can be done Bar?"

Cheng Peixinyuan stared: "You!"

Yu Zhaotong did not look at her and slowly retreated into the mist: "Cheng Guanzhu, don't blame me... I just stood up for Zhao Puppet, but it turned out that it was a misunderstanding. What else can I do? We are all a family. Why do you have to fight to the death, Cheng Guanzhu, just admit your mistake, this... I will go back to heal my wounds first, it is all a misunderstanding, and I have nothing to do with the sect! "

The three swordsmen looked on coldly and did not stop him. After Yu Zhaotong's figure disappeared into the mist, Lu Renxia jumped down from the treetop. At this time, Li Wuxiang saw her appearance clearly - she looked to be in her thirties, different from when she spoke, her face looked very kind, like a street vendor selling breakfast. Wearing a smart outfit, with his hair wrapped in a red scarf, if you take off the long knife from his waist, you will really think that this person is very inconspicuous at first glance.

But at this moment, a small sword in her right hand was whirling, and she stopped six or seven steps away from Cheng Peixin, took a good look at the temple, and smiled: "What a handsome young man, I thought Lao Zeng only likes rough men like him. Junior Brother Li, this grudge is yours, what should I do with her?"

"You are too arrogant!" Cheng Peixin scolded angrily, raising his hand to hold the moon-pointing mysterious light in the night sky, and then opened his hand to pluck the bright moon from the sky. But before she could close her hands, a sword light came out from Lu Renxia's hand and went straight to her hand. Cheng Peixin quickly retracted her hand, moved two steps across the wind, and went to pick the moon again.

But Helianji's hand was also stabbed by a sword light, forcing her to retract her hand again, turn around again, and reach into the night sky for the third time.

At this time, the third sword light on the roof was emitted, which was many times more powerful than that of Lu Renjia and He Lianji. Cheng Peixin screamed, and a bloody hole was immediately pierced in the palm of his hand, and the sword line was raised again. , cut her palm in half!

Cheng Peixin clutched her right hand tightly, her face turned pale, but she bit her lips to muffle another scream of mercy in her mouth. She raised her fingers towards Cheng Shengfei, and the white silk that trapped her immediately flew back and lingered around her. Then he shouted: "Go!"

Bai Ling split into three parts, like a white snake hidden in the mist, and shot towards the three swordsmen. Lu Renxia and Helianji immediately released their flying swords, piercing the end of the white silk ribbon. The light of the sword was like the beak of a fighting snake, causing the white silk ribbon to scurry left and right, changing directions, but they could not get close.

The shot that hit Pan Muyun on the roof was even faster and more powerful, turning into countless afterimages in mid-air, and swooping over them like a dragnet. Pan Muyun hummed and raised his hand to draw his sword!

This sword light contained blood and passed directly through the afterimages. When one of them was pinpointed, a bloody light burst out. Countless afterimages all disappeared. The white silk released by Cheng Peixin was broken into countless threads. The ribbon slowly fell to the ground like fireworks all over the sky.

The flying sword continued unabated and headed straight for Cheng Peixin's other hand. Only then did she panic, unable to avoid it. But a long sword stood in front of her at this moment. The flying sword hit the sword with a clang, and the first half of the long sword immediately shattered into a piece of crystal light, leaving countless small blood marks on Cheng Peixin's upper body——

Cheng Shengfei stood in front of Cheng Peixin with a broken sword, with a sad expression on his face: "Sect Leader Li!"

After shouting this, he threw away the sword in his hand and knelt down: "Three swordsmen! My master was bewitched by Zhao Puppet and did something wrong. She...she..."

Lu Renjia sneered: "If everyone says that they were bewitched by some traitor or evil thoughts, wouldn't everyone be right? Little girl, get up, it's your master who did the evil, it has nothing to do with you!"

The scars on Cheng Peixin's face slowly oozed blood, making her upper body look like a bloody person. She shouted at Cheng Shengfei: "Go away! Go back to the temple!"

Cheng Shengfei knelt on the ground and turned to look at her: "Master! Just admit your mistake!"

Cheng Peixin raised her hand to wipe the blood from her face and stared at her with a pair of bright eyes: "Go back!"

Cheng Shengfei looked at her for a moment, then suddenly picked up the broken sword on the ground and put it across his neck, looking at Li Wuxiang: "Sect Leader Li, would you trade my life for my master's?"

Lu Renjia frowned: "Little girl, are you stupid? Your master——"

"She is not my master, she is my mother... It is only natural that a daughter should sacrifice her life for my mother, Sect Master!"

Lu Renjia stopped talking and looked at Li Wuxiang and then at Pan Muyun on the roof.

So Pan Muyun jumped down and sighed: "Little girl, she is your mother, it doesn't make sense. If a wicked man gives birth to a hundred children, doesn't it mean he has an extra hundred lives? This is not a natural thing. However, Killing parents in front of their children is indeed not the principle of the Sword Sect, Junior Brother Li——"

He turned to look at Li Wuxiang: "What do you want to do?"

During this short period of time, Li Wuxiang kept thinking about how these three swordsmen came to Deyang tonight. Did you hear that Zeng Jianqiu passed on his flying sword skills? Or did you hear that you killed Xu Daosheng, who was walking on the true path in Ranshan? Or, is it for Guang Chanzi?

When he heard Pan Muyun ask this question, he couldn't help but think, how should he answer to satisfy them?

But when he saw Pan Muyun's bright eyes and the gazes of the other two people on him, he dismissed all these thoughts in his mind and decided that this time, he would only follow his own heart.

He took a step forward and stood on the steps in front of the Martial Arts Temple. He thought in silence for a while, then raised his eyes to look at Cheng Peixin.

"Cheng Guanzhu, I think the most difficult thing in the world is not to kill or save people, but to do it according to one's own heart. In your case, you think you are justified in helping Zhao Puppet kill me. As of now , I just feel that my skills are inferior to others and my luck is too bad. I know I can’t argue with you about what’s right or wrong.”

"But there is one thing you should know better than anyone else - Miss Cheng is planning to trade her life for yours. Put aside the anger in your heart, do you think she should die for you? Or, tonight If you have such a strong character, you will never bow your head, let her see you die by my sword, and then make her suffer and feel guilty for the rest of her life. Is this what you, the mother, and the master should do?"

Cheng Peixin opened her mouth and slowly lowered her eyes to look at Cheng Shengfei. Her right hand, which had been cut in half, was shaking violently.

Li Wuxiang sighed: "You wanted to harm me, but you failed, so I won't take your life. Cheng Guanzhu, if you abandon your cultivation, you can still enjoy the happiness of a family for decades. Besides, even if Miss Cheng If you don't help me, I will only suffer more and take more time, and I will kill Zhao Puppet to get out of trouble. But by that time, it will not be just your self-cultivation."

Cheng Peixin raised her face and looked at the sky, her body trembling. Then he took a deep breath and looked down at Cheng Peixin: "Fei'er, you want to be a swordsman, right?"

Cheng Shengfei was stunned for a moment, then removed the broken sword from his neck: "Mother..."

Cheng Peixin smiled sadly and looked at Li Wuxiang: "Li Wuxiang, my daughter is not like me. If I abandon my cultivation, Feiyun Temple will not be able to stay with her. With a temperament like hers, in the Tianxin Sect, I am afraid that she will have a miserable life." , can you guys teach her how to be a swordsman?"

The three of them looked at Li Wuxiang, who nodded: "I thought before that she and Brother Zeng have similar temperaments."

"Okay." Lu Renjia said loudly, "This little girl has a bloody spirit. As long as she is willing, I will take her with me."

The silk ribbons made of loose white silk on the ground suddenly burst out, turning into strands of white light that converged towards Cheng Peixin's head. The next moment, they penetrated through her limbs and bones, and were dyed blood red!

Cheng Peixin let out a short scream and collapsed to the ground. Cheng Shengfei rushed over: "Mother!"

Cheng Peixin slowly let out a trembling breath, raised his hand to touch her hair, and put it against her forehead: "Go ahead... don't be resentful... If you really feel sorry for me as a mother, just become a swordsman... Mother, you can... live to old age in the clan..."

She fainted. Cheng Shengfei immediately hugged her, whimpering for a while, and then slowly raised his face to look at Li Wuxiang: "Sect Master, I will take her back to the temple. Guo Jianming... I will try to pull him out. Ask me What do you do, mother..."

"Okay. I'll find you later." Li Wuxiang walked to her side, but felt that he didn't know what to say, so he just sighed slightly.

After she slowly walked away in the mist, the three swordsmen gathered around Li Wuxiang, exchanged glances with each other, and then Pan Muyun said: "Let's find a place to chat."

Helianji smiled: "Where can we go at this time? Third brother, I have some good things in my load. It's just behind the temple. Find a place to sit."

Pan Muyun nodded: "That's fine."

Behind the martial arts temple is a forest, where people should be walking around frequently, so the bottom of the forest is very clean, with only some thin grass and fallen leaves. The four of them picked up a piece of flat ground. Pan Muyun put down his burden, took out a small jar of wine from the cargo box, and took out three oil paper packages. After unfolding them, he saw a package of preserved fruits, a package of raisins, and a package of braised goose.

They sat down cross-legged. Helianji removed the stopper of the small wine jar and handed it to Pan Muyun and Lu Renjia. They both shook their heads, and then handed it to Li Wuxiang, who also shook his head. Helianji smiled, raised his head and took a sip.

Lu Renjia picked up a goose leg to eat, and Pan Muyun grabbed a handful of raisins and chewed them: "This year's is not bad."

Helianji laughed and said, "I'll bring you two bags when I leave."

Pan Muyun nodded and looked at Li Wuxiang: "The three of us are not often near Deyang. I have been in Cangshan for the past two years, you, Senior Sister Lu, are in Huaiyuan, your Senior Brother Helian is in Yongquan, and your Senior Brother Zeng is in Deyang. ”

Li Wuxiang had asked Cheng Shengfei about the big cities near Deyang these days, so he knew that Cangshan, Huaiyuan, and Yongquan were all around Deyang, about twenty days' journey from each other, and they surrounded Deyang. So the swordsmen actually have their own territory? No, that's not right. It should be within the scope of normal activities.

"Have you met him?"

"Well, I have seen it. I heard that we have a successor like you." Pan Muyun lowered his head and picked up the thin stems from the raisins and ate them into his mouth. "According to our rules, there is an extra swordsman. The surrounding people People have to come and take a look. It’s not just for you, it’s like this. See how this person is doing, so that he doesn’t look away, and then ask if there is anything you can do to help.”

He smiled and said: "You know, ordinary people can't be swordsmen. Most of them have troubles. If you can be a swordsman, you will definitely be in trouble in this world."

"We made inquiries in Deyang these days, and Junior Brother Zeng didn't make any mistake. As for what happened tonight, we actually don't know much. We didn't expect Master Cheng Guanzhu to confront you. Is it because of Xu Daosheng or Zhao Puppet?"

Li Wuxiang thought for a while: "It's Zhao Puppet. Brother Zeng should have told you about him. This time, it's because-"

Pan Muyun raised her hand gently: "Then there's no need to say it. You have your own reasons. We can also see that she is in the wrong."

He looked at Li Wuxiang again: "Do you think it would be lighter or heavier to abolish her cultivation?"

Li Wuxiang sighed: "She is not very smart, but she is much kinder than Zhao Puppet. Abandoning her cultivation is actually no different to her death."

Pan Muyun nodded: "Senior brother Helian said that we swordsmen are domineering. This is not because we want to be domineering. It's just not like this. There are too many people in this world who don't know how to advance or retreat. Swordsmen do not take lives lightly, but the lessons must be enough to scare people. Master Cheng Guan has learned a lesson this time and it is best to return to the sect and stay safe. But if the Tianxin Sect wants to cause trouble, just come to us."

"As for the little girl-" He looked at Lu Renjia.

Lu Renjia picked up another goose leg and looked at Li Wuxiang: "I'm just like her. Both my parents died at the hands of the swordsman. If she can let go, I will take her away. If she can't let go, I will wait for two years. Ask her again next year.”

Li Wuxiang nodded.

Helianji patted his arm and smiled at him with a breath of wine: "Junior brother, don't be so reserved. If you have anything to do or anything you want to ask, just ask."

Do I look restrained? Li Wuxiang was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it might look like this to others.

The world in his previous life was not as evil as this one, but because of his industry, he could not have close relationships with people. In this life, because of all the secrets in my body, I dare not talk to others.

But tonight...little junior brother? He did feel a rare warmth. So he smiled: "It's time for me...Senior Brother Zeng to tell you about me——"

"Well, you asked us not to ask any more questions. But I know you don't seem to know much about this world?" Pan Muyun laughed, "This is not uncommon. There are often ordinary people who are just starting out and are confused, so they brought this here. "

He took out a booklet from his arms, about the thickness of a finger, and handed it to Li Wuxiang: "Look at this thing. Almost everything you need to know is in it. What is not on it, you will gradually know it yourself in the future."

Li Wuxiang took it in his hand and looked at it. It is a thread-bound book with three words written on the cover: Collection of World Solutions. He opened it and looked at it quickly, and saw that it contained mountains and rivers, geography, local customs, common sense of practice, etc., which were indeed things he needed to understand urgently.

Zeng Jianqiu told them not to ask too much, but they really didn't ask too much. He sighed deeply in his heart and put away the Shijie Collection: "Is Senior Brother Zeng okay?"

The three of them exchanged glances quickly, and Pan Muyun said: "He has something to do. As for whether it's good or not, how can I put it, since he is a swordsman, it should be considered good. After seeing you, let's go and help him."

It seemed difficult to tell Zeng Jianqiu and what they were going to do to himself. So Li Wuxiang didn't plan to ask any more questions, so he thought for a moment: "When I was in Ranshan a few days ago, I heard from Xu Daosheng that Zhenxing Tao captured a swordsman."

When he said this, he was weighing one thing in his mind - Xu Daosheng went to Ranshan Fantasy Land, saying it was for You Jiuyuan. Now that the illusion is here with him, if the swordsman knows this, what will he do with something as important as "Ranshan Illusion"? Did you ask for it from yourself? Doesn't seem to be their style.

But if this matter is not mentioned, it seems...

After just a few thoughts, he saw the expressions of the three people when they heard his words.

There was no big shock on his face, he seemed to already know it. But there was another look on his face, as if there was something unspeakable and something he didn't want to reveal to him...

Some seemingly unrelated details formed a thread in his mind. Li Wuxiang was stunned for a moment and asked tentatively: "He... is going to save people?"

Pan Muyun glanced at the other two people, sighed, and nodded: "That fellow student is called Lou He, who introduced Senior Brother Zeng to the school. He is considered his master. But we are not called masters and disciples. You, Senior Sister Lu, There is still something to be done, and you, Senior Brother Helian, and I are going to help him get him out, otherwise, I see that he is determined to die as a martyr."

It’s 4,700 words. My heart is bleeding. If I can break out 700 words, I can save them for tomorrow!