Not long after the battle between the Xuantian Sect and the Wudang Sect, Lu Hanjiang in the capital received a complete battle report. Even though he was personally responsible for the farce at the Wuyue Conference, he couldn't help but sigh, it was indeed tragic.
In this battle, the Wudang Sect's disciples who went north were reduced by almost 70%. Although they also replaced Xuantian Cultists who were several times their number, but if you really think about it, after this battle, the Xuantian Cult was only ugly. In fact,
The damage was not serious, but the Wu-Tang Clan was really injured.
As for the ordinary disciples of Wudang, let’s not mention those who died. Everyone who survived was injured. Half of them may not be able to continue practicing martial arts. The key point is that Wangchen and "Taiwu" Chi Yiming, among the seven disciples of Wudang, were seriously injured.
, especially Chi Daxia, whose right arm was cut off from the roots by Dharma King Youyun.
Although one life was saved, Chi Yiming's swordsmanship was probably half-impaired. I thought that this Taoist Master of Taiwu was still the leader of the Seven Sons of Wudang, but now he has ended up like this.
The Seven Sons of Wudang are called elder and younger in order of entry, but they are judged by their swordsmanship. Although "Taiwu" Chi Yiming ranks third, his swordsmanship is the best among the seven.
Now that King Youyun has chopped off his right arm, even if Bai Jing is still alive, these seven people may not be able to form the Zhenwu Seven Sections Formation in the future.
Moreover, the biggest highlight of this fierce battle was not the unlucky Taoist Master Taiwu, but his cheating son Chi Cangping.
Looking at the descriptions in the battle report, Lu Hanjiang couldn't help but sigh, this hero Chi had been through so many bad lucks for so many lifetimes, and he actually had such a son on his hands. He would have been a young boy even if he didn't save his life, and he almost didn't even save his life.
Speaking of Chi Cangping, Lu Hanjiang still felt a little sad. Thinking about it, they were good friends who had participated in the Five Sacred Mountains Conference together, but now they had no news at all, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead. It was really unpredictable in the world.
To be fair, Lu Hanjiang's purpose in sending Chi Cangping back to the Northland was really not to create trouble for the Wudang Sect, but to help them quickly withdraw from the Northland and deal with those people from the Five Sacred Sects who came to Wudang Mountain.
The reason is also very simple. I won’t mention the level of the heads of the five mountain sects. Lu Hanjiang didn’t even notice. Qi Yunzi, the head of the Wudang sect, is a figure that even Mr. Meng would talk about. No matter how you say it, he must be the same as
Liang Benlang, the leader of the Beggar Clan, is a high-level existence.
If those stinky people from Wuyue really came to attack them, if they angered Qi Yunzi, they might all be cut down with one sword. Then wouldn't this be a gain for the Wudang Sect in vain?
Lu Hanjiang is full of plans to ask the Seven Sons of Wudang to return to Wudang, just to let these people who are about the same level as the leader of the Five Mountains to fight against each other. Maybe there are some among them who have not lost their conscience and will commit suicide as soon as their minds get up.
This is not directly profitable.
It's a pity that the Wudang Seven Sons are not good enough, but that kid Chi Cangping is so good. His reverse decoy operation simply shocked Lu Hanjiang. If he had known that he was such a talented person, he should have arranged for someone to rescue him quickly and send him back to Wudang.
Yes, maybe if we let him struggle for a few more years, the Wu-Tang Sect itself will be defeated.
Lu Hanjiang read the battle report back and forth several times before putting it down still unfinished: "Well, although I didn't guess the ending, the story is indeed exciting enough."
"It's their honor to be able to please adults." Ying Wushang smiled like a villain.
Bian Guang silently walked away from him. He always felt that his humanity was completely distorted by this guy's flattery. He coughed and handed over another written report: "Sir, it seems that the disciples of the Beggar Clan all over the country have recently been...
A little restless."
Lu Hanjiang took the letter and read it at a glance, and said with some confusion: "Why is Yan Fengyun still in Miao territory? How long has Liang Benlang been buried? Does he, the deputy gang leader, not want to do it? There are so many disciples that no one needs to care about?"
Bian Guang and Ying Wushang looked at each other, lowered their heads and said, "I don't know about my humble position, but the deputy gang leader Yan has been staying in Miaoland for several months, and most of the disciples who followed him have returned to the Central Plains. It seems...
..He really didn’t seem to care.”
Lu Hanjiang pressed his temples tiredly: "Could it be the old man's evil spirit? Why do we need to take care of the Beggar Clan's affairs? Is it possible that he really wants me to arrange a gang leader for him? Damn, he has
Why don't you go to Yan Fengyun if you want to find something that is unfair..."
Bian Guang and Ying Wushang both lowered their heads and looked at their noses and hearts.
After Lu Hanjiang complained to himself, he threw the documents on the table, and then looked at the two people in front of him: "This matter is not urgent for the time being. If those Beggar Clan disciples make trouble in the world, just let them go.
Kill all the people on the front lines, since no one will help them now anyway."
"I humble my position and accept my order."
The two of them retreated one after another, while Lu Hanjiang leaned on his chair and fell into deep thought.
It stands to reason that Yan Fengyun should have returned to the Central Plains long ago. Lu Hanjiang had told the Miaojiang Grand Elder before leaving that if Yan Fengyun persisted in pursuing him, he would be lured to Xuantian Sect in the north. Could it be that the Grand Elder was against him?
Does he still have his own opinions on his orders?
This Yan Fengyun is also a very confused person. It's okay if he doesn't come to the battlefield arranged for him. Now that the battle is over, Lu Hanjiang has started to clear the table. He even put the Snow Rakshasa back. How can this guy still be there?
Fighting against the Lingyue Clan.
Lu Hanjiang didn't expect that the reason why Yan Fengyun didn't return to the Central Plains, didn't go to the North, and didn't even contact Snow Rakshasa was because he was held back by someone he didn't expect.
...
In the land of Miao territory, there is a wooden house in the dense forest not far from the Lingyue tribe. Although it is a temporary building, it is small and well-equipped, and it can be seen that the builder has put great care into it.
Yan Fengyun was sitting naked in the wooden house, with many gauze bandages wrapped around his body. These were the scars left by forcibly breaking into the Lingyue Clan's formation. He was worthy of being the leader of the Miao Territory. He could do this with just the power of this formation.
He was trapped for several months without being able to enter, and while he was feeling angry, he heard a soft cry from behind.
"Brother Yan, let me change the medicine for you."
That soft voice made Yan Fengyun subconsciously put away his expression of worry, and he smiled indifferently: "I'm sorry to trouble you."
A pair of soft, boneless jade hands gently placed on Yan Fengyun's body. The woman who changed his dressing was none other than Gu Zijin's disciple, Linglong.
Yan Fengyun looked at her earnestly applying the medicine for him, and sighed softly: "Thanks to you these days, you can rest assured that someone will definitely break the turtle shell of the Lingyue clan and find out the whereabouts of your master.
"
Linglong paused in her movements, and the smile on her face deepened, as gentle as water: "Thank you, Brother Yan."
Yan Fengyun smiled nonchalantly and said, "I am a close friend of your master, so there is no need to say thank you."
While he was talking, he heard a clear cry, and a snowy owl landed on the window sill. Linglong's face changed slightly, but she still took care of Yan Fengyun's injuries, and then walked to the window, and from the snowy owl's
He took out a roll of messages from his feet.
Yan Fengyun looked at the snow owl and asked casually: "Is this the news from Xuehua Palace?"
"Um......"
Linglong turned her back to Yan Fengyun and read the message in the letter with an uncertain expression. When she looked back, the smile on her face was still there, but her hands behind her back gently crumpled the message into a ball.
She raised her face, with just the right amount of sadness on her face: "The senior sister from Xuehua Palace has received news. Master, she... still has no news."
Yan Fengyun's face turned gloomy, but he comforted Linglong with a warm voice: "Don't worry, there is still someone who will find your master as soon as possible to prevent her from being wronged."
"Thank you, Brother Yan." Linglong smiled sweetly at Yan Fengyun, turned around and forcefully fed a pill into the snow owl's mouth, and then let it go.