The situation in the world is changing rapidly. With the strong defection of the Yuwen family, the situation of the Wudang faction has once again become delicate.
Originally, the Gongsun family denounced Wudang this time because of the Sword Demon incident. If the Sword Demon's true identity was indeed Chi Qianyun, then Wudang would have no way to defend himself.
Therefore, this time the Gongsun family acted in a righteous manner, and even before taking action, they had already received the support of many sects such as the Five Mountains Sword Sect.
Needless to say, Wuyue, as the force that suffered the most from the Sword Demon, they could be said to hate the Sword Demon to the core. After hearing the news that the Sword Demon's true identity was actually Chi Qianyun, their anger became even more intense.
After all, long before Chi Qianyun, her brother Chi Cangping had already made a big deal out of the Five Mountains Sword Sect. The tragic scene at the Five Mountains Conference is still reappeared in the midnight dreams of many Five Mountains disciples.
This time, only a few years had passed since Chi Cangping's incident, and another bastard appeared in Wudang. How could they not hate this?
Moreover, this time the Wuyue Sword Sect was not as weak as when it went north to fight against the Xuantian Sect. With the return of the leader of Mount Tai, Lu Wen's confidence became stronger again.
Although the Taishan Sect has ceased to exist in name only, all its disciples are dead, and even the leader himself is half mad and half stupid, this does not negate the fact that the Wuyue Sword Sect has grown in power.
Hao Bansheng's mental state at this time was still not optimistic, but he didn't know if it was God's mercy. After he went crazy, his martial arts improved greatly.
Now, although Hao Bansheng is still in an uncontrollable and dangerous situation, at least he will not attack him casually.
After a period of running-in, Lu Wen roughly clarified Hao Bansheng's position. This was a murderous weapon that charged into battle for the Wuyue Sword Sect. As long as he used it well, it would be easy to perform beyond the leader's performance.
That's why the Wuyue Sword Sect joined the ranks of condemning Wudang in a high-profile manner.
The general view among people in the world is that Wudang is in the wrong, because unlike the previous time, since the identity of the sword demon was leaked, Wudang has not given any explanation, but has become silent, as if it has acquiesced to the matter.
Same.
In fact, this matter has not only been rumored in the world, but also the voices of doubt and disbelief within Wudang have never stopped.
Many Wudang disciples watched Chi Qianyun grow up. How could such a quiet and gentle girl become the sword demon who stirred up troubles in the Five Mountains Sword Sect?
And another point that is equally critical is that Chi Qianyun's martial arts is obvious to all, and he can only be regarded as average among the younger generation. How can he possibly compete with the leader of the Five Mountains?
There are only a few inner disciples and elders of Wudang, plus the seven contemporary Wudang disciples, and they can probably guess the reason.
"Master."
The person who spoke was Song Yangui, Taoist Chang Qing, one of the Seven Sons of Wudang. His eyes were complicated, and he looked at Qi Yunzi, the master in charge, and asked, "My nephew, has she practiced the Tai Chi Qing Ling Sword Technique?"
This question is also the voice of many people present. Everyone here is more or less aware of the paradox of this martial arts. Only by practicing this martial arts can it be possible for Chi Qianyun to grow to the level of
High enough to kill the sky wind.
Facing the disciple's inquiry, Qi Yunzi's eyes seemed to sigh, and he calmly replied with two words: "Not bad."
As the eldest brother, Miao Yunyong stood up suddenly when he heard this. He almost asked in an accusing tone, somewhat painfully: "Master! Why!"
"Presumptuous! Who taught you to talk to your elders like this!"
Shang Yangzi, the great elder of Wudang who was sitting under Qi Yunzi, glared and shouted coldly, accompanied by a terrifying sense of oppression falling on everyone's shoulders. Half of the inner disciples could not even hold their heads under this power.
Can't lift it up.
Miao Yunyong gritted her teeth and forced herself to look at her master and uncle in front of her. Reluctance emerged in her eyes crazily. Finally, her junior brother Song Yan came forward, grabbed his shoulder, and used her eyes to signal him to look at his miserable junior brother behind him.
Nephews.
There was a depressing atmosphere in the hall, and several of the disciples behind him could no longer hold themselves up and collapsed to the ground. The unwillingness in Miao Yunyong's eyes finally dissipated, replaced by deep sadness.
The Seven Wudang Sons came from the same family, they were brothers in love. After Chi Yiming committed suicide, the two children he left behind, no matter how much trouble they caused, Miao Yunyong and others still dealt with each other without complaining.
Chi Qianyun is now not only a junior they cherish, but also reflects their feelings for Chi Yiming as their disciple.
What kind of martial art is Tai Chi Qing Ling Sword? You can know just by looking at the instructions left by Wudang. Even they, the Seventh Son of Wudang, are not qualified to refer to this martial art casually, let alone a mere disciple of the younger generation.
This is pushing Chi Qianyun into the fire pit.
Miao Yunyong immediately fell to his knees and begged: "Master, I don't dare to offend you, but I really don't know why you want to pass this martial arts on to Master Nephew Chi!"
Qi Yunzi sighed, shook his head, stood up and left. He paused for a moment as he passed by Miao Yunyong, sighed again, and then left the hall without looking back.
Miao Yunyong knelt stubbornly on the ground, the perseverance on his face carrying a hint of determination that he would not do anything until death.
Shang Yangzi also stood up slowly. He looked at everyone and said: "The Gongsun family is coming fiercely. By then, Wudang Mountain will no longer be peaceful. You must be prepared."
"Yes." All the disciples and elders bowed in response.
Shang Yangzi nodded slightly, then walked up to Miao Yunyong, raised his hand and slapped Miao Yunyong on the face, knocking him to the ground. The latter rolled his eyes and fell into a coma.
Seeing the shocking red palm prints on Miao Yunyong's face, Si Luochao shrank his neck and lowered his head even further.
Shang Yangzi snorted coldly, looked at the other seven Wudang disciples and said, "Drag your senior brothers back."
"Yes." The other people quickly lifted Miao Yunyong up from the ground and quickly left the hall.
After Qi Yunzi left the main hall, he did not go back to his room. Instead, he came to the question platform. The chess game on the stone table had fallen into an irreversible situation. The situation between the black and white sides could be seen at a glance. It was a lose-lose situation.
Qi Yunzi lowered his eyes and looked at the stone bench on the left side of the chessboard. An old man in tattered robes was staring at the chess game in trance.
He was wearing a patched gray-brown Taoist robe, holding a bamboo stick in his left hand and a white piece in his right hand. After thinking for a long time, he put the chess piece back into the chess case.
"Heaven and earth are unkind, there is no way to save this situation." The sloppy Taoist said in a sigh-like tone.
Qi Yunzi frowned slightly, stepped forward and sat on another stone bench, picked up a sunspot, and filled it into the eyes of the dead end without hesitation.
"Qiyun, why are you doing this?" The Taoist looked at Qiyunzi's move and seemed to disagree.
Qi Yunzi was unmoved. After a long silence, the Taoist said again: "Tai Wei is dead."
Qi Yunzi raised his gaze slightly. After the two of them looked at each other, the Taoist said: "The chance of immortality has appeared. Taiwei is right. He knows that it is a dead end, but he is willing to die, and God will not grant it.
Why is human power contrary to this?"
The black piece that Qi Yunzi picked up paused in mid-air, and he asked the Taoist: "Tai Xuan, you are cutting off everyone's path."
The sloppy Taoist laughed, then stood up and stepped into the sea of rolling clouds at his feet, disappearing without a trace.