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

Chapter 75 Hahahahahahaha!

After knowing the whole story, Wang Chuyi's mind was still a little confused.

According to Senior Brother Qiu's temper, if it was indeed Zhao Zhijing who unreasonably injured others and caused a disturbance in the Sanqing Temple, then he would be severely punished without considering whose opinion it was.

Not to mention being locked up in a prison cell for eight or ten years, even if he was expelled from the sect, there would be no objection among the Seven Quanzhen disciples.

But the current situation clearly shows that someone in Chongyang Palace spread the rumor first, which led to Zhao Zhijing hurting people later. This is understandable.

It's just that they happened to cause trouble in the Sanqing Temple and involved all three generations of disciples, so even if they were right, they became wrong.

Wang Chuyi was so angry that he laughed. Apart from his martial arts skills, his disciple had a mediocre reputation among his fellow disciples, and he didn't see anything outstanding in the disciples he taught.

How could he suddenly develop such boldness and courage to cause such a disaster?

"Brother Wang, in my opinion, Zhi Jing was just impulsive. From what Zhi Chang and Zhi Fang said just now, I still held back."

Liu Chuxuan advised: "He must be punished, but considering his love for his disciples, let's be lenient."

“Senior Brother Liu is absolutely right. As the saying goes, it’s the hard work that matters, not the achievements. Zhijing only took half a year to train Yang Guo, an outstanding fourth-generation disciple. His contribution is not small!”

Seeing Liu Chuxuan and Sun Buer trying to persuade him, Wang Chuyi had no choice but to nod.

If Zhao Zhijing is punished too severely, Senior Brother Qiu and Junior Brother Hao, who have Zhen Zhibing and Zhang Zhiguang involved, will definitely treat their own disciples in the same way.

By then, the most outstanding third-generation disciples in Quanzhen Sect will all be severely punished. Not to mention anything else, the strength alone will be lost.

First, Li Mochou of the Ancient Tomb Sect caused chaos, then Huodu and Dalba broke into the mountains, and now Ouyang Feng has appeared again. It's time for Quanzhen Sect to use people.

Wang Chuyi took a deep breath and thought that it would be better not to jump to conclusions. He should consider all aspects of the matter when he returned before making a decision.

"Brother Qiu, I just returned to the mountain, and I still need some time to sort out all these things."

"Why don't I come back tomorrow morning and give you an accurate answer?"

Qiu Chuji naturally agreed. He also knew that the three people had just returned to the mountain and had heard so many things before they had a chance to rest. They should at least have some buffer time.

That night, the moonlight was not very bright, and Wang Chuyi had just driven away Zhao Zhijing's disciple, who came to plead for mercy, and was also his own grandson.

Now that he couldn't sleep, he simply went to the cell and prepared to take a look at his apprentice who seemed to have suddenly become a different person.

"Master, the disciples can all prove that Master did this for the disciples!"

"Master, Master has put all his thoughts on his disciples in the past six months. If he hadn't been forced into a desperate situation, this would never have happened!"

"Master, please, if you can't release Master, then put me in solitary confinement so I can stay with Master!"

The seventeen disciples of Zhao Zhijing gathered in front of the door of their master Wang Chuyi's room, wanting to plead for their master Zhao Zhijing.

Wang Chuyi was upset. In the past, these disciples would become weak in the knees when they saw him. How could they have the courage to beg for mercy?

"Get back here, everyone!"

"What a mess, what a mess, what a mess!"

After driving away a group of disciples, Wang Chuyi felt at ease, but his heart was even more restless, so he thought about going out for some fresh air.

Although it was unbecoming to scold these disciples, Wang Chuyi did not feel angry at the moment. Instead, he felt relieved.

Among these disciples whose names can be called out, Lu Qingdu is stupid and rough, Liu Qingxing likes to talk nonsense, Yang Guo was naughty and mischievous when he first came, and Xu Qinghao can't even fart after three kicks.

I didn't expect that Zhao Zhijing could actually unite them into a group, and that they had the guts to gather around me, their legal advisor. "Hahahahahahahahaha!"

The more Wang Chuyi thought about it, the happier he became. He couldn't help but laugh a few times. But when he saw that they were about to reach the cell, he straightened his face and returned to his usual serious demeanor.

"Disciple greets his uncle-master!"

When the disciple in charge of guarding the cell saw that it was Wang Chuyi, he hurriedly bowed respectfully.

"Ah."

"Open the cell door. I want to go in and interrogate you."

"Yes, great uncle."

Two disciples opened the door, lit the torch, and then led the way and welcomed Wang Chuyi in.

"Little bastard, when we met your master, Master Yuyang, in the Zhao Palace, your master had to call me senior according to the etiquette of the martial arts world!"

"How could I accept a disciple like you who is so sour-toothed and foul-mouthed? How dare you be so disrespectful to the grandfathers here!"

Ever since Peng Lianhu and others were scolded by Zhao Zhijing for "kicking the cripple's good leg hard", they have been furious every time they thought of it these days, regardless of the scolding day and night.

In fact, Zhao Zhijing never revealed that his master was Wang Chuyi. It was only when Yang Lai came to visit him that he mentioned it inadvertently, and then Peng Lianhu remembered it.

"Master, you are too disdainful to argue with such scums. Sha Tongtian, who had eyes, only saw one move from Master and didn't even dare to say a word!"

"Master's martial arts skills must be a hundred times better than mine. You are lucky enough to have a chance to survive, but you still dare to speak so arrogantly here."

When Zhao Zhijing saw the fire, he subconsciously looked towards the entrance. When he saw that it was his master Wang Chuyi who came, he immediately shut up and stopped arguing with these people.

In fact, Zhao Zhijing didn't really like to pay attention to them, but these days, he always felt that his martial arts research was not going smoothly and he felt depressed, so he would scold each other from time to time to make his thoughts clearer.

As soon as Wang Chuyi entered the cell, he heard the quarrel. Seeing that Peng Lianhu and others were blind and lame, he naturally didn't want to get involved with them.

If it weren't for Uncle Zhou's order, I would have killed them one by one with my sword.

"You guys better stop talking nonsense. If you can't mend your ways, you'll end up spending your life in Mount Zhongnan."

Peng Lianhu and others have been imprisoned here for more than ten years. After they became blind, their memory of sounds became more sensitive and they knew as soon as they heard it that Wang Chuyi had arrived.

At this time, one of them was a prisoner, and he had just mentioned the old story about Wang Chuyi. When he saw me suddenly arrive, he didn't dare to speak again.

"The unworthy disciple Zhao Zhijing pays homage to his teacher."

Zhao Zhijing didn't know that his master Wang Chuyi had already returned to the mountain, let alone that he would come so late at night. When he saw that he had arrived at the prison door, he immediately bowed deeply and knelt on the ground.

"Do you still remember that you have me as your master?"

When Wang Chuyi looked at Zhao Zhijing, he still couldn't believe that this disciple with no generosity could actually do such a big thing as making a scene in Sanqing Temple and defeating all his peers for the sake of his disciples.

Seeing that the master did not speak, Zhao Zhijing did not dare to stand up, and replied respectfully: "I know that I have made a serious mistake. Please calm down, master. I am willing to accept any punishment."

Wang Chuyi wanted to scold him severely, but suddenly he remembered the looks of his disciples begging for mercy, and also remembered Zhao Zhijing's words defending him just now, so he just snorted coldly.

"Get up and talk."

(End of this chapter)