Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 363: The Dao Sect Never Ends
The drizzle was light and the sky was gloomy, but the white mist in the forest had long been broken by a knife, and the vision was clear. Some small animals around looked at the groove that stretched for who knows how many miles in fear, and then fled quickly according to instinct.

Zhao Wumian sheathed his sword, and the blood in his chest and abdomen was churning like a torrent, unable to calm down.

Gui Yuan was in a bad state after the fierce battle last night. He was actually the same. The green jade pendant turned into nothingness and entered his body, which happened last night.

However, thanks to the green jade pendant, he was able to hide in the white mist and conceal from Gui Yuan's perception, which allowed him to take advantage of the surprise attack and win in one move. It can be said that there is cause and effect.

This knife carried the intention of Wan Wuchen, and it consumed a lot of energy. He had not yet connected the bridge of heaven and earth, and his internal energy was not endless after all. After this knife attack, his body was already depleted a lot and he felt dizzy.

Now that he heard the fight outside the forest, Guiyi must be coming, so Xiao Lengyue delayed for the time being.

He is not in good condition at the moment. If he continues to fight with Guiyi, both sides will suffer losses, which is not worth it.

"call out--"

He raised his hand to his lips and whistled. The sound of the whistle spread outside the forest, and it also sent a message to Xiao Lengyue... It was time to retreat.

Guan Yunshu and Su Qingqi were shocked by Zhao Wumian's current strength. After a brief pause, they reacted and hurried forward to speak, when a mature and beautiful woman wrapped in a waterproof cloak suddenly appeared beside them.

Xiao Lengyue looked like a ghost, with a cold face. She was not injured, but her breath was a little unstable. As soon as she appeared, she put her arms around Zhao Wumian's arm without saying a word, flew back, and uttered a word lightly.

"withdraw."

As both of them were top-notch warriors, Xiao Lengyue had already determined the best solution to the current situation without Zhao Wumian’s reminders.

Guiyi's martial arts skills are far beyond Guiyuan's reach, and their numerical advantage can be described as 'old, weak, sick and disabled'. If a real fight breaks out, it will only be Mo Jingxue, who may be hiding in the dark, who will take advantage.

Therefore, she only delayed for a moment and left before Zhao Wumian's whistle was heard.

Su Qingqi and Guan Yunshu immediately understood what he meant. Without further communication, they used their lightness skills to exit the forest.

In a short distance, the thousand-mile horse obviously could not outrun these top warriors, so Xiao Lengyue had already driven away the horses and could only wait for Xue Xiaofei to fly high in the sky to help find them back.

Mu Li'er was still stationed in Huating City, so a few people used their lightness skills to retreat towards Huating. With their lightness skills, ordinary people could only see a black shadow passing through the rain.

But Taoist Guiyi did not actually chase after him. He floated into the forest, stood beside Guiyuan's corpse, looked down at him, and remained silent.

rustle----

The raindrops hit the branches and leaves in the forest, making a rustling sound.

After an unknown amount of time, a voice sounded beside Guiyi's ears.

"Born in the underworld, die in the underworld. Digging a hole and burying him right here is the proper way for a man of the underworld to die."

Gui glanced over and saw Mo Jingxue sitting on a tree branch with one leg hanging down, holding a ceremonial sword. Her posture was quite elegant.

Huanzhen Pavilion is a demonic cult that separated from Wugong Mountain. Not to mention Mo Jingxue, even the dead Yan Rongfei often thought of replacing it during his lifetime... Not to prove that Huanzhen Pavilion is the orthodox Taoist sect, but just to prove himself.

In the beginning, Huanzhen Pavilion was actually expelled from Wugong Mountain... Not many people in the martial arts world know this secret.

Therefore, when the two met, they should have fought to the death for the dispute over the orthodoxy and old grudges, but it was obvious that at the moment, neither of them had any mood to fight, nor was there any need to fight.

The two men's martial arts skills are comparable. If they really fight, it will be difficult to decide the winner, let alone life or death. Fighting at this moment is just the act of a hot-blooded young man.

Therefore, Guiyi did not show much hostility. He just bowed his head and said, "Before coming to the East China Sea, Junior Brother read a fortune... He will die here."

Mo Jingxue opened her palms and casually caught the raindrops dripping from the gaps between the branches and leaves, without answering.

Guiyi said, "When we were in Taiyuan, Junior Brother Guishou also read his fortune for me and predicted that he would die... I was mentally prepared, but I didn't expect that both of my junior brothers would die at the hands of the same person."

Mo Jingxue smiled faintly and said:
"Of course not. Lady Canghua is Zhao Wumian's wife. You almost killed Yan Rongfei, and it's a blood feud that won't end until one of you dies. Can you still expect Zhao Wumian to be merciful and let Gui Yuan live?
Don't you Taoists usually seek to have a clear mind? Why, when the disaster of death falls on you, you start to ask Zhao Wumian to not have a clear mind? "

"I am not that naive." Taoist Guiyi shook his head slightly, and then said, "You once joined the Taoist sect, but you were disappointed with us, so you defected and fled the mountain, and took Tong Congdao with you... Do you still feel disappointed now?"

Mo Jingxue was slightly stunned and couldn't help but frown.

Most people in the martial arts world don’t know that Mo Jingxue was once a disciple of Taoist Guiyi and a senior brother of Xuanliu... He and Taoist Guiyi do have a sense of relationship as master and disciple.

"Since you calculated that you would die, why didn't you avoid it?"

"If they could avoid it, they wouldn't be able to calculate this death hexagram. You have got the cause and effect wrong." Guiyi smiled faintly and shook his head. He didn't intend to say anything more. He just dug a hole on the spot and planned to bury Guiyuan on the spot.

Mo Jingxue was a little surprised. He had just said it casually, but he didn't expect Guiyi to actually do so.

"Don't you plan to take his body back to Wugong Mountain and return to your roots?"

"People in the martial arts world don't need to return to their roots. If someone can help collect the body after death, it is a blessing." Guiyi Zhenren's voice was a little cold, "Junior brother died for the cornerstone of Wugong Mountain. If I leave now, what can I use to snatch the world-avoiding sheath and the inverted gold Boshan furnace? Is it that Junior brother's death is in vain?"

Mo Jingxue was bored and leaned forward, looking at Guiyi digging the soil, and sneered.
"Can you snatch it? Let's not talk about me, just Zhao Wumian, if you really take away one of the Sheath of the World-Seal and the Inverted Gold Boshan Furnace, then the next moment, the court will put pressure on you...

The imperial court wants to send troops to suppress the robbery of the Nine Bells. Do you think you can stop them? Zhao Wumian only needs to arrange an assassination against the emperor, direct and act it out, and put the blame on you, Wugong Mountain. Then he will have a reason to send troops, right? "

Mo Jingxue concluded calmly,
"If we really steal the Nine Bells, it will bring disaster to Wugong Mountain. We should retreat now, which is a courtesy. I know Zhao Wumian well. He is very clear about gratitude and resentment... As long as you don't steal the Nine Bells, he will at most kill you for Lady Canghua, but he will never touch a hair of Wugong Mountain... The foundation of the Taoist sect can be preserved."

Taoist Guiyi paused, then turned around to look at him, and asked in confusion:

"Wugong Mountain may perish, but Daoism will not... Do you think that Daoism from ancient times to the present has always been Wugong Mountain?"

Mo Jingxue stood there in a daze, but saw the Taoist in front of him smiling freely, but his voice was cold.

"If I can't avenge the blood feud of my two junior brothers, what's the point of my martial arts? I, Guiyi, can make a name for myself in the martial arts world, not by wearing the skin of a Taoist, but by killing! Do you think that I, an old Taoist, am a kind grandfather with my vicissitudes of life? After snatching the Nine Bells, I will disband the sect and take the treasure away! Zhao Wumian, do you want to find the Nine Bells? Go to the martial arts world and spend your whole life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gui Yi flicked his sleeves and a two-meter-wide hole suddenly appeared on the ground beside him, scaring the birds in the forest away.

Mo Jingxue looked at Master Guiyi in silence for a few seconds, then said "OK" three times in a row and left with a big laugh.

Zhao Wumian and his companions had not walked far when they saw that no one was chasing them. Knowing that Master Guiyi might have suffered a loss, they slowed down their pace and turned to look for the scattered horses.

The horse was very human-like and actually did not run far. It just found a secluded forest and squatted down to hide. When it saw the snowy owl flying high in the sky, it roared at the top of its lungs to attract the owl's attention.

After finding the three horses, they rushed towards Huating again. After riding for dozens of miles, they found a small seaside town and took a short rest.

The drizzle formed puddles on the streets, and horses' hooves splashed water as they passed by.

Zhao Wumian pulled up the hood of his waterproof cloak and led the white horse. Guan Yunshu sat sideways on the saddle in an orderly manner, also wrapped in a waterproof cloak. Only occasionally blood dripped from her fingertips, which she covered with her hands.

Guan Yunshu's injuries were not too serious, but he obviously couldn't bear to keep running without treatment... which obviously caused his injuries to worsen.

But if the injury only worsened, it could save Gui Yuan's life, which was obviously a huge gain. Guan Yunshu didn't care about her superficial injuries, but raised her pretty face from under her hood, with a slightly embarrassed expression... She sat on the saddle, and Zhao Wumian led the horse, as if she was a young wife who was married home.

Zhao Wumian was not injured, but just exhausted. He was in good spirits. He walked on the road leading his horse, looking around, watching the casual conversations of people in the surrounding taverns, tea stalls and pedestrians with great interest.

Guan Yunshu's pretty face under the hood lowered her eyes and looked at Zhao Wumian who was looking around. Although she felt embarrassed in her heart, she probably didn't even know that her eyes were full of tenderness when she looked at Zhao Wumian at this moment.

But Xiao Lengyue and Su Qingqi saw it through to its fullest.

Xiao Lengyue gave Su Qingqi a look... Wouldn't she be jealous that her man is being dreamed of by another woman?
Although Su Qingqi was not familiar with Xiao Lengyue, she still understood the meaning. Facing her elder, it was not convenient for her to say what was in her heart. Instead, she shook her head, acting like a well-behaved and lovely young wife.

She didn't care if Zhao Wumian had any other confidantes... Of course, this was all a show for Xiao Lengyue. She was very jealous in her heart, but she had a very good relationship with Guan Yunshu and didn't care about Guan Yunshu.

Xiao Lengyue looked strange, thinking that if you don’t care, then what excuse can she use to criticize Zhao Wumian?

This little girl is so naive that she doesn't even know how to seek support from her aunt.

Zhao Wumian had no idea what the girls were thinking, he was listening to the whispers of passers-by around him.

"Alas, there are more than a hundred people in Bilian Manor, but no one, young or old, survived... Who is so cruel?"

"Huanzhen Pavilion? But last time, Huanzhen Pavilion clearly provoked Weiming Hou, and now the one who destroyed the village has not left any news."

"Alas, maybe the people in the manor provoked someone they shouldn't have provoked. It's not uncommon for people in the martial arts world to kill an entire family without saying a word."

"Bah! It's common, right? If Marquis Weiming heard that there was such a cruel and desperate criminal here, he would definitely take action to punish the evil and promote the good..."

The people in the martial arts world around them were inevitably excited... It is true that people in the martial arts world often kill people in order to avenge their enemies, but if a guy kills so many innocent people for his own pleasure, he will be despised by everyone even if he is released into the martial arts world.

Those who bully the weak by relying on their strength are not heroes!
Zhao Wumian frowned slightly. The situation in the East China Sea was very turbulent right now. No matter what happened, it would not be strange... It could basically be concluded that they came for Jiu Zhong.

He withdrew his gaze and secretly kept this matter in mind.

After finding an inn, Zhao Wumian wrote a letter and asked Xue Xiao to take it out of Huating to report his safety to his master and Yuan Mu, and at the same time ask the people from the Detective Department to investigate the cause of the massacre.

After finishing all this, he glanced sideways towards the house next door… This time they were just going to have a simple rest, so they only booked two upper rooms, also for the convenience of rushing to help in case of an enemy attack.

At this moment, the three women were together to heal Guan Yunshu's injuries. If Zhao Wumian listened carefully, he could still hear their soft voices.

"We were too impulsive. Gui Yuan is not an ordinary person. If we hadn't come to his aid in time, the consequences would have been unpredictable."

Su Qingqi's voice couldn't help but contain a hint of fear.

Inside the house, Guan Yunshu had taken off his cloak and monk robe, even the blood-stained bellyband embroidered with lotus flowers. He was only wearing thin pants and sitting on the couch, with Xiao Lengyue helping him treat his wounds.

Her fair skin was as soft as jade, which made the wounds on her body look so inappropriate and heartbreaking.

Su Qingqi used a wet towel to help clean the blood stains.

Guan Yunshu shook his head slightly, his voice calm, "Opportunities are rare and never come back. We finally found a clue, how can we be cowardly and not take action? In the final analysis, it is because my martial arts skills are not high enough."

Su Qingqi looked helpless, "That being said, we definitely care more about your safety than Jiu Zhong, right?"

Xiao Lengyue thought that the nun had good character and said, "She is brave enough to fight and fight, and she is willing to take risks. Only then can she be called a martial artist... Although the girl is a Buddhist, she is not like those bald... um, monks."

Guan Yunshu glanced at Xiao Lengyue and asked, "Are you Zhao Wumian's aunt?"

Xiao Lengyue nodded slightly, her face gentle, and bandaged Guan Yunshu's wound. She stood up and fetched a clean outer robe, "You can also call me aunt like Qingqi..."

Guan Yunshu first thanked him earnestly, and then said, "I have nothing to do with him."

Su Qingqi rinsed the bloodstained towel in the basin, thinking that since the young master's original wife was still here, it would be inappropriate to talk about this matter. But she also didn't want Xiao Lengyue to think that she was a petty young wife, so she thought for a moment and said softly:
"If you can't overcome the love tribulation with your martial arts, it's obviously impossible to make any more breakthroughs, but this love tribulation..." Su Qingqi sighed lightly, shook her head slightly, and suggested: "Young Master, let the green jade pendant enter your body and practice with him. It will be beneficial to your martial arts. Why don't you try it?"

Guan Yunshu looked at him in astonishment, "Can dual cultivation create a bridge between heaven and earth?"

"With this sign, I wonder if it will work..." Su Qingqi's pretty face couldn't help but turn red. "Okay, let me try."

Guan Yunshu's eyes were a little dazed, as if she was imagining the scene of her and Zhao Wumian practicing dual cultivation in her mind.

After a few seconds, the nun blushed because of what she thought. Her tone was slightly cold but still shy. "I am a nun! How can I do such a shameless thing? If, if you can use dual cultivation to build a bridge between heaven and earth, then you can break through on your own. Don't worry about me... I will make the decision myself."

Su Qingqi looked helpless. Seeing Guan Yunshu's reaction, she didn't say anything more.

Xiao Lengyue smiled and said, "The Happy Buddha is also a Buddha. The little nun is really being too picky."

"We in Xiaoxitian don't practice the Happy Buddha!"

Zhao Wumian listened to the conversation of the women next door and couldn't help but smile. He shook his head slightly, then sat cross-legged on the couch to regulate his breathing and rest.

And a hundred miles away was Bilian Village, where the village was massacred by Shaman Tian.

The two men had already left. Some soldiers and constables came to Zhuangzi and were cleaning up the scene. Outside the village, some people were digging pits. Obviously, now all they could do was to bury these innocent villagers.

Only a few bodies were brought into the house for autopsies to be performed by coroners.

A carriage slowly stopped outside the manor, and a jade hand lifted the curtain, glancing sideways at the scenery inside the manor.

Shen Xiangge looked calm as he looked at the bodies being transported out of the village, noticing that the shoulder blades of each of them had been dug out.

She had rich experience in the martial arts world and could tell at a glance that this was a method of grassland shamanism.

"The Rong people have also come to the East China Sea... Could it be that Shaman Tian?"

Shen Xiangge pondered for a moment before lowering the curtains and speaking softly.

"Go to Huating."

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Happy Qingming Festival!

Qiu Guan has also come to see his girlfriend. I will take a short break today. There are only 4000 words, and I will also think about the subsequent details.

When I come to my girlfriend's place, I guess I can dress up as a woman and fulfill my promise (probably).

(End of this chapter)