[18 Smiling Proud Sword Three] Liancheng Wish

Linghu Chong insisted on not joining the Divine Sect and wanted to explain to Yue Buqun. Dongfang Bubai saw that Ren Woxing's face became more and more unhappy, so he reminded Linghu Chong, "The Huashan faction should rush to Fuzhou, not far from here."

"Brother Linghu, I'm with you!" Song Liancheng didn't want to see Lan Fenghuang, let alone face Ren Woxing.

"Liancheng! Don't be so stubborn!" Dongfang Bubai rebuked Song Liancheng in a low voice.

"Let me look for the evil sword manual, let me meet him!" Song Liancheng covered his face, "...I don't want to go back to Heimuya or the old house, there are memories of me and Xiao Lianhua... I……"

"Brother Song, let's go on the road with me." Linghu Chong patted Song Liancheng on the shoulder. The betrayal and death of his righteous sister must have been a great blow to Song Liancheng.

"Liancheng, Yan'er is still at Heimuya." Dongfang Bubai mentioned Qu Feiyan at this moment, implying that Song Liancheng had to go back.

Song Liancheng wiped away his tears, and nodded reluctantly.

"Yan'er? Is it Qu Yang's granddaughter?" Ren Woxing thought of Dongfang Bubai and Song Liancheng's recognition of Qu Yang as his adoptive father, and also thought of Qu Yang, "I remember that Elder Qu's son and daughter-in-law are all from the divine religion." A good player, his son is still an altar master."

"... Ten years ago in the Battle of Heimuya, the foster father's son and daughter-in-law both died. The foster father... also died at the hands of Zuo Lengchan a few months ago." Dongfang Bubai said lonely.It seems that it's not that Ren Woxing doesn't know that Qu Yang is the right envoy of the God Sect, it's just that Linghu Chong, who is exquisite in swordsmanship, is more worthy of wooing than Qu Yang, who is obsessed with melody and doesn't care about religious affairs.

After finishing this unpleasant dinner, Linghu Chong set off for Fuzhou, Lan Fenghuang saw Song Liancheng walking back in a daze, so he grabbed Dongfang Bubai.

"Dongfang, now that your little sister is dead, Heimuling has disappeared. You are the closest person. Where do you think she will hide Heimuling?"

"I just want to bring my little sister's spirit seat back to Heimuya...and I don't know how to tell Yan'er that her Aunt Lian is gone." Dongfang Bubai was very decadent.

"Your brother...what sect does your brother believe in?" Lan Fenghuang asked suddenly.

"...He didn't tell us in detail. It is estimated that the death of his parents left a shadow on him, but seeing that he would light a fire every day to worship and chant scriptures, it should be the Zoroastrianism." Dongfang Bubai had already made up his mind. , most people don't care about so much, and they know very little about the sects of the Western Regions, so they will never doubt Song Liancheng's beliefs.

"Oh, no wonder I have never heard of it or seen it." Lan Fenghuang smiled, but his doubts about Song Liancheng became even greater.

Song Liancheng didn't want to go back to the old house, so Dongfang Bubai and Lan Fenghuang went to the old house to place Yang Lianting's coffin. Lan Fenghuang found a tassel hanging outside a drawer in the house, so he opened the drawer and took out the fragrant pouch inside.

They found the Black Wood Token, and Dongfang Bubai knew that Yang Lianting did it on purpose. If she succeeded, she would kill Ren Woxing, destroy the Sun Moon God Sect, and then slaughter the Wuyue Sword Sect. If she failed, Dongfang Bubai would die. He and Song Liancheng will definitely come back.

Lan Fenghuang urged Dongfang Bubai to practice the second half of the Sunflower Canon, but Dongfang Bubai had already made plans. He had to learn the Star Absorbing Technique before he could practice the second half of the Sunflower Canon. Scatter the Sunflower Book to save my life.

Dongfang Bubai stuffed the Black Wood Token back into his purse and handed it to Lan Fenghuang, looking like a gentleman, but his dark eyes looked at Lan Fenghuang's waist where the Black Wood Token was stored.

Song Liancheng didn't go to the old house. After returning to Heimuya, some congregants who belonged to Jia Bu privately teased Song Liancheng for coveting the position of right envoy and overreaching himself. Song Liancheng didn't care, and went straight to find Ping Yizhi.

"Son, it's not right for you to look for this old man." Ping Yizhi was not really blind, he pretended to be blind to lower the enemy's vigilance, his gray eyes stared at Song Liancheng at this moment, "Did you take such a big risk?" Risk, what are you talking about, son?"

"Ask about the past. To be honest, I have loved my elder brother for more than ten years. Lin Pingzhi was just an excuse to deal with Yue Buqun's knife with me, and... we had a physical relationship. I want to know what Elder Ping is. when--"

"Oh, that's a crime!" Ping Yizhi didn't let Song Liancheng continue, and he told the past by himself, "Actually, on that day, the old man was dissatisfied with the leader, even though the old man claimed to save one person and kill another, but the old man said, ...His behavior is really disgusting! So after the fall of Heimuya ten years ago, when the young envoy approached the old man to discuss important matters, the old man surrendered."

"Then... Elder Ping saved me the day my brother picked me up?" Song Liancheng's voice was dry, "I was..."

"I will never forget that the young master was suffering from excessive blood loss but there was no wound on his body. It was very strange." Ping Yizhi said truthfully.

Song Liancheng heaved a sigh of relief. After all, he had suffered so many knives at that time, and he thought he appeared in front of Dongfang Bubai with his whole body cut by knives. I thought it was someone from the official family... Forget it, let’s not mention it.”

"Young master, since you are also loyal to the young envoy, then the old man asked directly, are you a disciple of the Western Region Ming Sect?"

Song Liancheng was shocked, "Why does Elder Ping ask such a question?"

"Young master only says yes or no."

"...Yes, I am a disciple of Mingjiao in the Western Regions, and my parents went east to the Central Plains to preach."

Ping Yi nodded, "Young master, after all these years, he should have guessed that the predecessor of Shenjiao was Mingjiao."

"My brother told me." Song Liancheng said lonely, "He said that in order to survive in the Central Plains, he must give up something."

"Since the young master knows, the old man persuades the young master not to preach in the Central Plains." Ping patted his knees with one finger, "This is what the old man's master and the old man said. Known as the Slaughtering God Sect congregation, the leader at that time had no choice but to stop preaching and change the name to what it is today, pretending to be a new school in the Jianghu to deceive the officials and keep it, young master, do you understand?"

"Well, I have a sense of propriety." Song Liancheng lamented in his heart, this emperor of Ming Dynasty was really petty, and he was really incomparable with the Tang Dynasty of the Li family.

Ping Yizhi was relieved, Song Liancheng saw that the matter was over, so he rummaged here for some wound medicines and detoxification medicines, and Ping Yizhi had no choice but to let him go.

"The young master vented his true energy for Linghu Chong last time. It shows that the young master is quite talented in medical science. I wonder if the young master is willing to continue to learn from the old man?" Ping Yizhi asked half-jokingly.

"Elder Ping, don't laugh at me, I just know a little bit about medical theory and I have been combing my tendons with my brother for a long time, so I am more familiar with these."

"My lord, the detoxification pill is on the left." Seeing Song Liancheng jumping up and down around the medicine cabinet, he reminded him.

"Hey, Elder Ping saw through me."

"Every time you come to look for medicine, you always only look for trauma, but since the arrival of Master Lan, you have started to ask the old man for detoxification pills... Could it be that Master Lan and the young envoy have different ideas?"

Song Liancheng put the medicines he needed into the pocket that never left his body, turned around and replied with a flat finger, "Anyway, this woman will never love him as much as I love my brother. This woman seems careless and dares to love and hate, but she actually has a lot of calculations in her heart." Very well, if she knew that she would not be the wife of the leader in the future... I don't know what she would do."

At this time, a congregation broke into the door and shouted: "Mr. Song is not well, Miss Qu is gone!"

The waves on the Blackwood Cliff were dark, and Lin Pingzhi was worried about returning to the Huashan School. Yue Lingshan treated him very well, but as Song Liancheng said, Yue Lingshan practiced the Thirteen Forms of the Jade Girl, which was designed to break the swordsmanship of other schools. Yue Lingshan practiced duels, and Yue Buqun was able to draw out the Lin family's swordsmanship from it. In addition, Yue Buqun stated in front of the Songshan School and Taishan School that he would do his best to maintain the righteous way, and the implication was naturally to use his family's sword Lin Pingzhi was also extremely chilled when the spectrum was shared.

Song Liancheng's words were more and more confirmed by Yue Buqun's words and deeds, and Songshan School's pressing every step of the way made him despair of Wuyue Sword School.

No one cared about the extermination of the Lin family. What they cared about was the evil sword manual, which was said to be the best in the world if it was practiced.

"Monks like Shaolin Wudang are also involved in the martial arts battle. This martial arts has long been filthy!" Song Liancheng's words seemed to be in Lin Pingzhi's ears.He searched up and down the ancestral house, but there was no clue. He even started digging the stone slabs in the yard, but found nothing.

Yue Lingshan saw that Lin Pingzhi had hardly eaten or slept for the past few days in search of the sword manual, and felt very distressed, so she went to comfort him.Lin Pingzhi became more determined to take Yue Lingshan away.That night, they found a good cassock in the Buddhist hall of their ancestral home. Before Lin Pingzhi could take a closer look, two men in black came and took the cassock away.

Lin Pingzhi only hated his low martial arts for not being able to protect his senior sister and the ancestral sword manual, but he didn't know that the two men in black who escaped were surprised by Lin Pingzhi's martial arts.Originally thought that Lin Pingzhi was no more than the last disciple of Huashan School, his martial arts were mediocre, perhaps even worse than Yue Lingshan, but when they fought just now, he almost forced out their Songshan School's swordsmanship, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

After Ning Zhongze came to unlock the acupuncture points of the two, Lin Pingzhi followed Yue Buqun's family and only met Linghu Chong.

It was Linghu Chong again.Lin Pingzhi glanced at Yue Buqun indiscriminately.

"I don't want to believe that senior brother is such a person, but..." Lin Pingzhi didn't want Yue Buqun to find out that he was suspicious, so he had to follow Yue Buqun's words.

Linghu Chong couldn't argue, and followed Yue Buqun back.

Yue Buqun ran away under the pretext that Linghu Chong plotted against him and Ning Zhong when he was being interrogated. Lin Pingzhi felt that it was subtle, so he went to find Linghu Chong under the pretense of arresting Linghu Chong, hoping that he could go to Heimuya to ask Song Liancheng for help, but was caught by someone on the way. Conspiracy, the long sword pierces the chest.

Lin Pingzhi raised his head to look at the sneak attacker, and saw that the man was wearing black clothes and masked very mysteriously.But Lin Pingzhi knew that that person must be Yue Buqun.

When Yue Buqun wanted to get to know Lin Pingzhi thoroughly, Lao Denuo brought people from Songshan School to rescue Lin Pingzhi.

Before he passed out, Lin Pingzhi was very annoyed. If he hadn't disliked Song Liancheng's lack of integrity in martial arts and learned a few tricks secretly, he would not have almost lost his life today.

Qu Feiyan, squatting on the roof in a state of dark dust, suppressed a scream that almost blurted out, squeezed his fingers, and trembled all over.

The head of a sect actually killed his future son-in-law and young apprentice for a mysterious sword manual... No wonder Uncle Dongfang said that he wanted to eliminate all sects in the rivers and lakes and eliminate all disputes.