Time seemed to stand still, and every moment of the past was recalled at this moment. The masters and disciples looked at Chi Yiming, who had just turned middle-aged and had gray hair, and everyone felt uncomfortable.
The Seven Wudang Sons started at the same time, with a difference of only three years. It can be said that they grew up together. They practiced martial arts together since they were young, and traveled together in the world when they grew up. Now they have grown into a generation of masters and jointly protect the Wudang Sect.
This friendship between masters is precious and rare. The seven of them thought that they would protect this bond until they grow old, just like their master Qi Yunzi and the great elder Shang Yangzi, but they did not expect that today would be the day they say goodbye.
Si Luochao's eyes turned red and he said in a deep voice: "Third senior brother, it doesn't have to be like this. Even if these chickens and dogs are on the same side, we brothers and sisters can't deal with them if we join forces!"
This sentence could make everyone in Wuyue's party look angry, but under the cold glances of Si Luochao and others, they all stopped talking.
"Sixth Junior Brother, there is no need to say any more."
Chi Yiming rarely smiled. He has always had a serious temper. In addition, his own son has brought trouble to Wudang many times. His face is not only angry but also sad. Now with this calm smile, several senior brothers almost fell down.
Tears come.
Chi Yiming looked at the people in Wuyue and shouted loudly: "It is the fault of a son not to teach his father. We, Wudang, are the most righteous sect in the world. If we make mistakes and make mistakes, our own sect will punish them. It is not your turn to wait for outsiders to comment. Today
I will repay my son’s debt, and from now on, no one will be able to ruin my school’s reputation through my son’s mistakes!”
With a voice like thunder and a high level of loyalty, everyone in Wuyue couldn't help but take a step back when they looked at Chi Yiming. Even those who couldn't stand Wudang anymore could not help but admire this man at this moment.
Taoist Master Tianfeng's face was uncertain, Hao Bansheng remained indifferent and silent, Shi Jiuning closed his eyes and couldn't bear it, and Master Lingfan lowered his eyebrows slightly, as if he had a sad look on his face.
Lu Hanjiang was not interested. He walked past everyone with his hands behind his back, admiring the decorative objects in the Zixiao Hall as if no one else was watching. In this quiet moment, only his footsteps echoed in the hall.
At this point, Chi Yiming said no more. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he pulled out his sword with his remaining left hand and placed it across his neck. Before any of his fellow apprentices could catch up and stop him, he conveniently wiped his neck.
.
Bang!
The sword in Chi Yiming's hand fell to the ground with drops of blood. He closed his eyes and fell backwards into the arms of his senior fellow apprentice who rushed towards him.
"Third Senior Brother!"
"Third Junior Brother!"
A group of brothers and sisters surrounded Chi Yiming. His energy had dissipated, and there was no longer any nostalgia in his heart. His aura gradually weakened until it completely dissipated.
Chi Yiming, a great hero of the Jianghu righteousness and the leader of the Seven Wudang Sons, "Taiwu" died here.
His senior fellow apprentices all burst into tears, and all the inner disciples knelt down on one knee in grief. Qi Yunzi looked up and closed his eyes, a hint of painful struggle flashing across his silent face.
Chi Yiming might not have to die. Even if Chi Cangping really committed a serious crime that was unforgivable, as long as the Wudang Sect worked hard to protect it, there was nothing this group of people could do to them.
Unfortunately, Qi Yunzi wanted to protect his disciples, and Chi Cangping also wanted to protect his master. He had received many benefits from his master in his life, and there was no way he would accept his own mistakes that would harm his master.
Chi Cangping repeatedly brought troubles to Wudang, with the Five Sacred Mountains in front and the Xuantian Sect in the back. Chi Yiming was already extremely ashamed, and he was not willing to let his disciples suffer any more humiliation on his behalf.
Now that he committed suicide to thank the world, it was not so much a debt repayment as a relief. He no longer had to be caught in the dilemma between his family and his master. He could still make some contributions to his master until his death, and he could rest in peace.
Chi Yiming acted without hesitation, and he walked away peacefully, as if he was asleep, but he left the living people with incomparable sadness.
Qi Yunzi lowered his head and opened his eyes. Looking at his disciple's peaceful face, a scene of the master-disciple relationship flashed before his eyes.
The old master calmed down and his voice remained calm: "Chi Cangping's incident at the Five Mountains was all done by Chi Cangping alone. He acted recklessly and harmed people's lives. Wudang has its own mistakes in teaching improperly. I, Tu Yiming, have now committed suicide and apologized. Everyone is satisfied.
.”
After that, he also pushed the two children from Huashan sent by Jin Yiwei to the other party.
"Amitabha."
Master Lingfan took the two children and returned them to Hua Valley Qianhan, and then said: "Chi Daxia's godson once committed suicide and apologized. We admire him very much for his actions, but there are still doubts about the Five Mountains.
, please forgive me for asking more questions."
Tianfeng also came to his senses. He swept away the people behind him. Many people were already satisfied and wanted to retreat, and a few even left quietly with expressions of dismay.
He frowned and immediately said: "What Master Lingfan said is true. Although Chi Cangping's incident was caused by Chi Cangping, he was not responsible for it. Even though Chi Cangping is righteous, he cannot bear it alone.
All the blame!”
Qi Yunzi's eyes were indifferent, and he raised his right hand slightly and stretched it out behind him. The direction was the Zhenwu Colossus. He saw a sword placed on the altar table directly in front of the statue. It was the Zhenwu Sword, the treasure of the Wudang Sect.
Seeing this, Shang Yangzi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stopped Qi Yunzi with quick eyes and hands. Then he took half a step forward, raised the two index fingers of his right hand, and a powerful infuriating energy condensed. He snorted coldly and pointed.
The sword fell, and everyone felt their eyes flicker, and the bright sword light seemed to fill the sky with stars.
The three sect leaders from the Five Sacred Mountains did not dare to be careless, and they all drew out their swords. The three sword energy fell into the galaxy but could not make any splash. Upon seeing this, Master Lingfan immediately rushed in front of the three of them, and saw that he had both palms connected.
Shoot, there are many palm shadows, it is the palm of Shaolin's unique Thousand-Armed Tathagata.
The palm gang collided with the sword light, and the pressure around them increased suddenly. The cold and sharp sword energy forced everyone in Wuyue to almost suffocate. The silver and cold light in the sky swirled and interweaved, giving everyone a sinking feeling that they were unable to resist.
In the splashing sword light, the black and white Tai Chi diagram suddenly appeared. Shang Yangzi's sword pointed at the Tai Chi diagram, his arm slowly flicked down, and the rotating Tai Chi diagram suddenly fell down. Lingfan blasted his palms upwards, fighting with all his strength.
However, the confrontation between the two sides only lasted for a moment, and the Tai Chi diagram disappeared. His throat was filled with fishy sweetness, and his body retreated several feet away.
Master Lingfan barely managed to stand still, holding his chest with a complicated expression: "Taoist Master Shangyangzi's Shenxiao Sword Technique is indeed extraordinary, I have learned from it."
Shang Yangzi stared deeply and said: "I'm sorry for being rude to Wudang. I can't entertain you today. Please go back."
Master Lingfan took a deep look at Shang Yangzi and then at Qi Yunzi behind him. Without saying another word, he turned around and left.
Tian Feng was still in shock. He looked at Yang Zi with a look of fear on his face and was about to say something. However, he saw that just after the Tai Chi Diagram dissipated, a sword light fell in front of them and scratched the ground between them.
The next crack, what was terrifying was that the sword energy remaining in it actually sent chills down his spine.
Tianfeng gritted his teeth and turned around to find that everyone behind him had begun to retreat. Under the power of Wudang Grand Elder Shang Yangzi, no one dared to make a noise.
For a long time, Tianfeng felt a little helpless in his heart. The Wudang Sect is the Wudang Sect after all.
Disheartened, he waved his hand to summon the disciples from Hengshan. He didn't care about the hateful look Chi Qianyun cast at him, and turned around to leave Wudang.
At this moment, a brisk cry was heard: "Master Tianfeng, wait a minute, I suddenly remembered that there is something I forgot to mention."
Tian Feng followed the sound, and it turned out that it was Lu Hanjiang who was watching a show on the side. He was holding his nose and lifting the incense burner in the corner of the hall, looking inside.
This act of treating Zixia Hall as his own naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of everyone in Wudang. Shang Yangzi looked at the new leader of the Beggar Clan with a deep look and said calmly: "I wonder if Leader Lu has any advice?"
"Hey, I don't take it seriously. There's just something I forgot to mention just now. I'd like to talk to everyone about it now."
Lu Hanjiang slammed the lid of the incense burner and threw it back to its original place, blinking at everyone: "I just heard that you are looking for Chi Cangping. I know where he is."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the house became silent.
Si Luochao was still guarding Chi Yiming's body at this moment. Hearing this, he couldn't help but raise his reddish eyes and said hatefully: "What did you say?"
Lu Hanjiang nonchalantly walked up to the crowd with unscrupulous steps. Facing the hateful eyes of the remaining Wudang Seven Sons, he shrugged and said, "Don't look at me like that. It's not that I don't want to say it. Chi
The hero is so anxious to commit suicide, I am also very embarrassed."
Shang Yangzi asked expressionlessly: "Please tell me, Gang Leader Lu, where this person is now."
"Tsk, tsk."
Having a clear view of their expressions, Lu Hanjiang said with a smile: "My Beggar Clan disciples have found out that Chi Cangping is heading south now. If you all set out in time, you may be able to see him near Hengshan Mountain."