The closer we are to Mount Huashan, the more people come and go. In the past two days, Zhao Kai has even seen disciples of the Five Mountains Sword Sect.
When there are more people, there will be more right and wrong. The evil roots that have been rooted in our hearts since ancient times are fully displayed at this moment. They are nothing more than trivial matters such as who is first and who is last, but it makes these
People were spitting and flying, fists, feet and swords were pointing at each other, making Zhao Kai shake his head.
Not long ago, there were two groups of disciples arguing in front of the wooden bridge. The wooden bridge was the only way to the other side. The wooden bridge itself was narrow, and the number of people it could accommodate at one time was limited. From the looks of it, the two groups were
The disciples got into a quarrel over who should cross the bridge first. Those who participated in the quarrel were all young disciples from the two factions. The leaders of both sides were watching the nose and the nose, and doing things had nothing to do with their own situation, and they were laissez-faire.
The disciples quarreled.
"I say you Songshan Sect are too unreasonable. We, the Kunlun Sect, obviously arrived here first, why should we let you pass first?" said a young male disciple of the Kunlun Sect with a strong temper.
The Kunlun Sect can be considered a major sect in the world, second only to Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei. Unlike the Five Mountains Sword Sect that has only emerged in the past two hundred years, it can also be regarded as an old sect with a long history. Although it has gradually declined in recent decades,
However, he is still a famous person in the world, and he still has prestige.
A disciple of the Songshan Sect on the opposite side showed no signs of stage fright. He held his head high and said arrogantly: "We have traveled all the way from Songshan Mountain, and your Kunlun Sect is so close to Huashan Mountain. You should let us go there first so that we can rest."
Let me go, what nonsense is this? When you are tired, I have to let you go and rest first. Does that mean that if I am hungry, you have to give your wife to me? It is a typical middle-level brain disease, but Zhao Kai did not expect it.
This disease has been so prevalent in ancient times.
The two sides were arguing endlessly, and in the end it was no longer a question of who crossed the bridge first, but a question of the dignity of the sect. Because at this time, more and more people in the world had gathered.
In front of this wooden bridge, it was blocked by people from the Kunlun and Songshan factions, so no one could cross.
"What's the point of making money when a dog bites a dog? These self-proclaimed decent people are really just hypocrites." Ren Yingying really made them feel embarrassed and said sarcastically.
The voice was not loud, but the people present were all experts in the world, and their ears were naturally extraordinary. After hearing Ren Yingying's words, everyone's expressions changed.
The disciples of the Kunlun and Songshan sects also stopped arguing. They needed a step down at this time, and Ren Yingying, who opened the map cannon at the exit, just became the target of their venting.
One of the disciples of the Songshan Sect stood up and shouted loudly: "Where did you come from, a witch, who just made such nonsense here, saying that all the decent people in the world are hypocrites!"
Before he could finish his sentence, there was a sudden sound, and the Songshan disciple unsheathed his long sword and shouted: "Death to the demon girl!" He and his sword went towards Ren Yingying to kill him.
"I didn't say that. You heard me clearly. I'm talking about the righteous people who claim to be righteous. Are you a righteous person?" Ren Yingying sneered and took out a pair of extremely short soldiers from her arms.
The blade looked like a dagger or a moth's brow thorn. The blade was short, thin, and seemed transparent. It was hard to tell what kind of weapon it was for a moment.
Ren Yingying stabbed forward with a sharp blade, and with a whooshing sound, the Songshan disciple flew backwards, leaped several feet, and fell straight to the ground with a clap, with his back facing the sky, his hands and feet
He twitched a few times and then stopped moving. Everyone present was shocked when they saw that the Songshan disciple had a wound on his forehead and blood was flowing out. He was still holding the long sword in his hand, but he had already died.
Seeing that their fellow disciples were killed, three more Songshan disciples shouted angrily, each with their weapons drawn, and jumped towards Ren Yingying. Ren Yingying held the weapons in hand and stabbed her three times in quick succession.
The famous Songshan disciple had a small opening in his forehead just like the man just now. Blood continued to flow from it, and the man's life was completely cut off.
"Amitabha, you are so good. Is this female donor from Heimuya?" Following the call of the Buddha, the crowd automatically gave way to a path, and several monks walked out from behind the crowd. The monks among them were very old and had a full face.
Wrinkles, this is the person who just proclaimed the name of Buddha.
After the monk came out, all the people around him bowed and saluted him, even the disciples from the Kunlun and Songshan sects who were arguing endlessly just now were no exception.
"See Master Fang Sheng."
"See Master Fang Sheng."
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The old monk walked until he was in front of Ren Yingying and finally stopped. He bowed slightly and saluted: "I am just a student. I haven't asked the name of the female benefactor yet."
Monk Fang Sheng spoke with the look of a virtuous eminent monk. Zhao Kai knew that the monk named "Fang" was the first generation figure in the Shaolin Temple today, which meant that he was a brother-in-law with Master Fang Zheng, the abbot of Shaolin. He did not expect that Shaolin had such a great influence on Huashan.
The wedding party paid so much attention to it that even Fang Sheng was sent out.
Ren Yingying glanced at Fang Sheng and did not answer the other party's question directly. Instead, she asked: "Master, if you ask me, do I have to tell you?"
"Witch, you are so presumptuous!"
Seeing Ren Yingying being so rude, the people around him rebuked them one after another. However, Master Fang Sheng, the person involved, just smiled slightly: "The female donor was joking. It's up to you whether you answer or not. I can't interfere. But this
Several Songshan disciples have no enmity or enmity against you, so why did you resort to such vicious tactics?"
Master Fang Sheng added: "I had a relationship with the Eastern Cult Master in the past. Since the female benefactor killed someone, the dispute between the two parties must be settled today."
Master Fang Sheng had a sharp eye, and he could tell at a glance that Ren Yingying was using the Kung Fu of the Sun Moon God Sect. Others in the room did not have Master Fang Sheng's experience, so they didn't know what was happening until Master Fang Sheng said it.
The unobstructed woman in white turned out to be a member of the demon sect. Immediately, everyone took out the weapons in their hands, looking at each other with eager eyes. There is no coexistence between good and evil, there is no right or wrong, there is no talk of cause and effect, only life and death!
Compared with the tense atmosphere in the field, Zhao Kai was very relaxed and comfortable. Zhao Kai had no intention of cleaning up the mess for Ren Yingying. Whoever caused the trouble would have to bear the consequences. After all, no one had to do it.
What the other person does.
Zhao Kai stretched out his hand and made a slap, then walked towards the wooden bridge, wearing a green shirt, so eye-catching and unique in such a tense atmosphere.
