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Butler Fei narrowed his eyes, smiled, and nodded, "Of course, this old servant will send the young master to Wudang and back."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Fei." Wang Quan Baiye bowed and spoke respectfully.

Butler Fei smiled and said nothing more.

After a moment, he looked at the young man he had watched grow up, and said earnestly: "Young Master, if you have any worries, please think them through and don't let them distress you."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Only after Butler Fei's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor did Wang Quan Baiye take out an ancient scabbard from his sleeve.

In the moonlight, eight beautiful characters are clearly visible on the scabbard: "The seventh day of the seventh month, the Bamboo Pavilion on the Huai River".

His fingertips gently stroked the words, and his eyes became soft and complicated.

On the other side, Butler Fei walked into the hall.

In the empty hall, only Wang Quan Shouzhuo was sitting alone in the main seat, and the candlelight stretched his shadow very long.

"Master, you..." Butler Fei hesitated to speak.

"Xiaofei, you're here." Wang Quan Shouzhuo raised his head and a smile appeared on his pale face.

This playmate who has been with him for decades seems to be master and servant, but in fact they are as close as brothers.

Now the other party is also the person he trusts the most.

Butler Fei smacked his lips and swallowed the words back.

Wang Quan Shouzhuo sighed upon seeing this and said, "Xiaofei, I know what you want to say. But there's nothing I can do. I don't have much time left!"

If Hegemony cannot grow rapidly, I will be gone, and the Wangquan family will..."

He paused, worry flashing in his eyes. "Wang Xianzhi is too powerful, so powerful that it's suffocating everyone. And the thing outside the circle is too strange. I have no choice but to make plans in the remaining time!"

At this point, he suddenly revealed a nostalgic look, "Oh, if only Brother Li were still here, then maybe I wouldn't have to worry so much."

What Wang Quan Shouzhuo didn't know was that Wang Xianzhi, the man who was feared by both the human and demon worlds, was actually his beloved brother Li - Li Chungang.

......

At the same time, Yang Jian was rushing to Shenhuo Mountain Villa with Xiaotian Dog.

Roaring Sky Dog followed closely beside him, barking from time to time.

Ever since leaving the South Country, he has been heading straight to Shenhuoshan Villa.

On the way, his spirit dog Xiaotian finally came back and brought the news that his elder brother Yang Yitan had completed the exploration mission.

A few days later, the night was deep.

Yang Jian and Roaring Sky Dog quietly came to the outskirts of Shenhuoshan Villa.

He first observed in secret and found that Jin Renfeng locked himself in the room after returning to the villa, and his behavior was suspicious.

Then he sneaked into Dongfang Guyue's room.

Seeing his old friend who was once full of vigor and vitality now lying in bed with a haggard face, Yang Jian clenched his fists unconsciously.

Despite his immense strength, he knew nothing about healing and could only watch his old friend decline.

"This bastard!" Yang Jian became angrier and angrier as he thought about it, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

He disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he was wearing a nightgown, and even Roaring Sky Dog was wrapped tightly in black cloth.

"Xiaotian, keep watch for me. I'm going down to beat up this bastard!" Yang Jian squatted on the roof of the Golden Phoenix House with a sneer on his lips.

As soon as he finished speaking, he stomped on the roof tiles and broke them, then rushed into the room like an arrow.

Immediately afterwards, after a series of muffled sounds of punches and kicks, Jin Renfeng's screams like a pig being slaughtered pierced the night sky.

"ah--!!!"

The scream alarmed the entire Shenhuoshan Villa.

Dongfang Huaizhu and Dongfang Qinlan hurried over with a large number of disciples, only to see Jin Renfeng curled up on the ground, his hands tightly covering his crotch, his face as pale as paper, and his eyes full of despair.

His lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a complete sound.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" Dongfang Huaizhu hurried forward and asked.

How could Jin Renfeng say that?

At this moment, he wished he could find a piece of tofu and kill himself.

It turned out that just now, Yang Jian broke into the room and beat him up without saying a word.

But no one expected that the seriously injured Jin Renfeng could still resist. In the chaos, Yang Jian accidentally kicked him in the vitals.

Although Yang Jian only used 10% of his strength, as he had practiced the Eight-Nine Profound Art, even a light kick was enough to be fatal, let alone a kick on a man's most vulnerable part.

At this moment, Jin Renfeng finally realized what it meant to be living a life worse than death.

Seeing this, Dongfang Huaizhu seemed to understand something, and immediately ordered the servant beside him to take Jin Renfeng away for treatment.

Dongfang Huaizhu actually doesn't have much good feelings towards his senior brother Jin Renfeng.

But after all, the other party is the eldest senior brother of Shenhuoshan Villa. Now that he has been ambushed, she can't just sit back and watch.

But after she investigated the scene, she didn't find any clues.

I thought that maybe Jin Renfeng saw something and might have a clue or something.

So she came to the place where Jin Renfeng was receiving treatment.

As soon as he entered, he happened to meet the disciple who had just examined Jin Renfeng last night.

Dongfang Huaizhu saw this and immediately stepped forward and asked, "How is he, Senior Brother?"

The disciple's face was solemn. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Miss, Senior Brother Jin's injury is not serious, but... that... may not be curable."

As soon as these words were spoken, Jin Renfeng, who was lying on the hospital bed, immediately widened his eyes.

He looked at the disciple with his eyes wide open: "What did you say? Say it again!"

Jin Renfeng's voice was a little hoarse and strained, but the voice that should have been deep now had a hint of accent.

The disciple was frightened by the sound and dared not speak anymore.

Chapter 148 Wudang’s new disciple!

Dongfang Huaizhu frowned, then said to the disciple, "Go down first. I'll call you if there's anything else."

After getting Dongfang Huaizhu's permission, the disciple ran out immediately.

Dongfang Huaizhu then walked over to Jin Renfeng and said, "Brother, just rest and recover. I will definitely find the murderer and give you an explanation!"

But Jin Renfeng was no longer able to listen at this moment. His eyes were dull and he collapsed limply on the bed.

To be honest, he really wished he had died just now so that he wouldn't have to suffer so much.

After all, it is better to die quickly than to live as a neither male nor female.

Dongfang Huaizhu knew that Jin Renfeng most likely needed quiet right now, so he said another word and left.

"Brother, you have a good rest. I'm leaving first."

And it is a hundred miles away from Shenhuoshan Villa.

Yang Jian and Sky-Howling Dog galloped through the wilderness, and in the blink of an eye they had escaped from Shenhuoshan Villa a hundred miles away.

Recalling the kick just now, Yang Jian couldn't help but touch his nose, with an embarrassed and funny look on his face.

"Xiaotian, do you think I was too harsh?" Yang Jian turned to look at the black dog beside him.

"Woof woof!" Roaring Sky Dog barked twice excitedly, wagging its tail happily, obviously very appreciative of its master's "feat".

"Forget it, that guy deserved it." Yang Jian waved his hand.

"But we'd better stay out of the spotlight. If we're recognized and word gets out that I, the mighty Erlang Shen, only kick people in the back, my reputation will be ruined."

The man and the dog quickened their pace and soon disappeared into the night.

Yang Jian also had a good place in mind.

......

At the same time, Butler Fei flew on his sword with Wang Quan Baiye and headed straight for Wudang Mountain.

The morning sun shines on the clouds, reflecting brilliant colors.

Wang Quan Baiye looked at the sea of ​​clouds below his feet, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

"Young Master, Wudang is just ahead." Butler Fei said, pointing to the towering mountains in the distance.

The two landed at the foot of the mountain and saw a white-haired old man who had been waiting for a long time.

The old man was dressed in a Taoist robe and had an immortal look. He was none other than Zhang Fuyao, the head of Wudang.

"Master Zhang, long time no see!" Butler Fei hurried forward and saluted with the utmost respect.

This is not a courtesy, because Zhang Fuyao is his elder in terms of age and seniority.

Don’t look at the old age of Butler Fei. In terms of seniority, even Wang Quan Shouzhuo’s father and Wang Quan Baiye’s grandfather can’t do anything about it!

Zhang Fuyao stroked his beard and smiled, "Butler Fei, it's true. You and I haven't seen each other for over twenty years."

A trace of reminiscence flashed in Butler Fei's eyes, as if he saw again the scene of going to Wudang with Wang Quan Shouzhuo and Li Chungang.

Time flies, and now everything has changed.

"This is the eldest son of my Wang Quan family, Wang Quan Baiye." Butler Fei introduced.

"Master Baiye, this is Mr. Zhang Fuyao, the current head of Wudang."

Wang Quan Baiye stepped forward and saluted solemnly: "Wang Quan Baiye, I greet Master Zhang."

Zhang Fuyao carefully looked at the young man in front of him and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad."

"The person has been sent. I will take my leave now." Butler Fei bowed and said, "Young Master, take care of yourself. Master Zhang, we will see you later."

After watching Butler Fei leave, Zhang Fuyao said to Wang Quan Baiye, "Let's go. I'll show you around Wudang."

The two of them walked slowly up the stone steps. When they were halfway up the mountain, Zhang Fuyao suddenly asked, "Do you know why your father sent you to Wudang?"

Wang Quan Baiye remained silent, as if he was thinking about something.

Zhang Fuyao gazed into the distance and said slowly, "I'm sure you're familiar with the words 'Wang Xianzhi'. These three simple words weigh down the entire world."

Wang Quan Baiye's heart was shocked and he tightened his grip on the Wang Quan Sword in his hand.

"The Wang Quan family's swordsmanship has been passed down for hundreds of years, but it has never been able to overcome the huge obstacle of Wang Xianzhi." Zhang Fuyao continued.

"Lü Zu of five hundred years ago, the Sword God of thirty years ago, and Wang Xianzhi, who is now considered the second best in the world but is actually the best..."

The mountain breeze blows, bringing waves of pine waves.

Zhang Fuyao turned and looked directly at Wang Quan Baiye: "You are very talented, even surpassing your father! This also means that your future achievements will not be too low!"

So he sent you to Wudang in the hope that you could find a new way out here and lead the Wang Quan family to rise again."

"However," Zhang Fuyao changed the subject.

"I must warn you in advance that while Wudang swordsmanship has its unique qualities, it's difficult to surpass the formidable Wang Xianzhi. Extremely difficult! Even if Lü Zu were still alive, he would only be able to compete with Wang Xianzhi!"

These words were like a bucket of cold water, and Wang Quanbaiye suddenly felt the pressure on his shoulders doubled.

Although he had guessed it long ago, he still felt suffocated when he heard the Wudang leader's comments in person.

Even though it was just words, he could still feel the "despair" of the world when facing these mountains!

After a long silence, Wang Quan Baiye said firmly, "Don't worry, Master Zhang. I came here only to learn the way of the sword! As for other things, they are not within my consideration at the moment."

Zhang Fuyao's lips curled up slightly when he heard this. "Haha, I've been secluded in Wudang for many years, and during that time, I've never opened the gates to recruit disciples. But things are unpredictable, and I've made exceptions three times so far."

"I wonder which three people can enter Wudang?" Wang Quan Baiye asked curiously.

"The first exception was made several decades ago." Zhang Fuyao's eyes flashed with reminiscence. "That person's name was Wang Xianzhi."

"What?" Wang Quan Baiye was shocked. "Wang Xianzhi is a Wudang disciple?"

"Are you surprised?" Zhang Fuyao said with a smile.

"A Martial Emperor, renowned throughout the world for his boxing skills, actually came from Wudang. To be honest, I never imagined things would turn out like this."

Wang Quan Baiye calmed down and continued to ask, "Who are the other two?"