I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Chapter 166 Zhen Zhibing did it anyway

Zhen Zhibing was silent for a long time. Although he had a thousand things to say, he didn't say a word, especially when facing his senior brother Zhao Zhijing, who had become his enemy.

But looking at Brother Zhao's current attitude towards him, he did not add insult to injury, nor did he get to the bottom of it, and he even helped to conceal his identity in front of outsiders.

The current situations of the two people are worlds apart. There is no need for Zhao Zhijing to pretend to be righteous, so in the end, he is still stubborn and ignorant.

"Thank you for your magnanimity and for not revealing my identity, so as not to bring shame to my teacher."

Zhao Zhijing looked at his dejected appearance and said simply, "How dare you mention Uncle Qiu? If he saw you like this, he would probably expel you from the sect."

Zhen Zhibing was speechless, feeling extremely tormented and conflicted. He wanted to say something several times but stopped himself because his hands were clenched so tightly that his nails had pierced into his flesh.

"Forget it. Our friendship as fellow disciples has ended. What happened today was also for the sake of our sect's reputation. You should leave the mountain now."

When Zhen Zhibing saw that he had been ordered to leave, he slowly stood up with a dejected look on his face, then reached out to take back his sword and silently walked towards the gate of the Sanqing Temple.

"Zhi Bing thanks Brother Zhao"

Just as he was about to step out of the door, Zhen Zhibing turned around to express his gratitude again, but saw Zhao Zhijing standing with his back to him, with his hands behind his back, just like his mentor Qiu Chuji when he left Chongyang Palace that day.

Then he looked at the majestic and solemn statues of the Three Pure Ones, which could see through the darkest corners of people's hearts. His knees suddenly went weak with dismay and he knelt on the ground.

"Brother Zhibing is guilty of plotting to harm a fellow disciple. I am too ashamed to return to Chongyang Palace. I beg you to enforce the sect rules and kill me with one palm!"

Zhao Zhijing originally thought that he would still not be able to forget Xiaolongnu after he came down the mountain, so he drank to drown his sorrows and became depressed.

Now that I hear it, it is obvious that there is another hidden story.

"Is it easy to die? Get up and explain everything first!"

Zhen Zhibing looked ashen. He kowtowed three times toward the statues of the Three Pure Ones and finally told them all about what had happened to him in the year since he came down the mountain.

"After leaving Zhongnan Mountain, I didn't know where to go. I just wanted to go as far as possible, and that's how I ended up in the Western Regions."

The initial experience was not much different from what Zhao Zhijing had imagined. Zhen Zhibing sent away his disciples who followed him and wandered around drunkenly.

"Until that day, I met a Western woman who was performing for a living in a tavern. She was molested while dancing, and I couldn't help but fight her."

What Zhen Zhibing didn't say was that the woman from the Western Regions was also dressed in white, but her exposed skin was even whiter than the white clothes, which reminded him of Xiaolongnu again.

"After that, she told me her name was Wei'er and invited me to go with her. I had no idea where to go at that time, so I nodded and agreed."

“Later.”

Having said that, an unnatural blush suddenly appeared on Zhen Zhibing's pale face.

Zhao Zhijing captured this scene very keenly and couldn't help but secretly say, "Good guy! Even after running all the way from the Central Plains to the Western Regions, nothing could stop him from doing what he should do."

I guess the things that happened afterwards are the ones where I need to omit 10,000 words.

"Hey, Wei'er advised me to drink less, and said that she had saved a lot of money, and the two of us could go to Dali and live a stable life."

Zhen Zhibing seemed to be lost in his memories. He was silent for a while before continuing, "I violated the great precepts of our sect and felt that I was no longer worthy of being a Quanzhen disciple. Wei'er was pregnant again, so this matter was settled."

"As a result, before I left the Western Region, I was approached by a group of mysterious people wearing evil ghost masks. Their martial arts skills were not inferior to mine."

Devil mask? Zhao Zhijing suddenly remembered that when Uncle Liu Chuxuan's apprentice, Chen Zhiquan, met a group of people from the Fairness Sect outside Xianyang City, they were wearing devil masks.

So, could Wei'er be
"I was defeated and captured. They even used Wei'er and the baby in her belly as a threat to make me return to the Central Plains and do something at Chongyang Palace."

Zhen Zhibing took out a few pills from his underwear. The shells were bright red like blood. He had hidden them secretly when he changed his clothes just now and they had not been discovered.

"The Quanzhen Sect is currently under the joint management of our Master and the other teachers. If it is not easy to start, we should find a way to get this pill to our Junior Brother Li Zhichang, the third generation's chief disciple."

"After the matter is accomplished, not only will they not embarrass Wei'er, but they can also conceal everything and help me become the next head of the Quanzhen Sect."

Zhao Zhijing's face darkened. This scene was very similar to the one in later generations where Song Qingshu returned to Wudang and poisoned his grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng and his biological father Song Yuanqiao.

"So you're going to do it for the sake of that Western woman?"

Zhen Zhibing thought about how he had returned to the Central Plains from the Western Regions despite all the difficulties. If he had not met Zhao Zhijing today, he might have done something wrong. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

"Zhi Bing deserves death. I ask Senior Brother Zhao to report this to Master on my behalf and have Zhi Bing expelled from the sect to preserve the reputation of the sect!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhen Zhibing pulled out the sword from the ground and slashed it towards his neck.

There was still some distance between the two men, and it was too late for Zhao Zhijing to move forward. In the critical situation, he used his Yang Finger Technique with all his strength, but the long sword was badly worn out, and with one strike, it broke into several pieces.

Even so, the broken sword still left a long bloody mark on Zhen Zhibing's neck. Although it was not fatal, it could be seen that he was determined to die.

"Wouldn't it be too easy for you to die like this?"

Zhao Zhijing walked quickly forward and snatched the broken sword and pill from Zhen Zhibing's hand.

Zhen Zhibing was stunned by the Yang Finger technique. Moreover, he failed once, so it would be difficult for him to muster up the courage to commit suicide again. So he stood there blankly with his eyes wide open, without resisting.

"I guess this is the poison that the Gongping Cult used to control Ding Weizhong. I just don't know if it is called the Three Corpses Brain Pill now."

Zhao Zhijing looked at the pills carefully. They were about the size of a little finger nail. It might not be easy to deceive Qiu Chuji and others, but with Li Zhichang's martial arts and his trust in Zhen Zhibing, it was not too difficult.

Once Li Zhichang takes over the position of the head of Quanzhen Sect, the Gongping Sect only needs to give a slight push in secret, and the martial arts world will be plunged into bloodbath again.

I originally thought that the Gongping Sect had been less active recently because it was concentrating on waiting for the Song-Mongol war. It turned out that in the invisible places, various plans had never stopped.

But Zhen Zhibing is not Song Qingshu after all, and Wei'er is not Xiaolongnu.

"Did they let you take the pill?"

Seeing Zhen Zhibing shaking his head sadly, Zhao Zhijing didn't quite believe it. With the methods used by the Fairness Sect, it was impossible for them not to have any backup plan.

"When you were with that Wei'er, did you feel particularly aroused, even to the point where you couldn't control yourself?"

Zhen Zhibing didn't expect Zhao Zhijing to ask this suddenly, and ask it so directly, but seeing his serious expression, it didn't seem like he was deliberately teasing him.

"It is because of his lust that his mind is blinded, his crime is unforgivable."

Zhao Zhijing understood it in his heart. Ding Weizhong once said that although the pills that Gongping Sect forced people to take were highly poisonous, they could strengthen the body and even have aphrodisiac effects when they were not taking effect.

PS: I wish you all a happy Little New Year! Let me toast you with a glass of hotpot!
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