Upon seeing this, the powerful leaders of the three super sects, Tianhu Alliance, Lihua Sect, and Yuxu Palace, cast their angry gazes on the elders of Wushuang Mansion. It was a good four-party alliance, but you suddenly withdrew. How can the drama continue today?
As far as the current situation is concerned, if the Wushuang Mansion does not move, the three parties will only join forces with three Void Realm experts. On the opposite side, even if Nangong Yizhi is not seriously injured, there are also Zhong Zihao, Murong Wan and Shen Tai, who can forcefully You'll probably get no benefit from taking action.
However, if they were allowed to retreat, where would the sect's face be? Not to mention that several parties were determined to win the underworld.
"Hey!" The elder of Wushuang Mansion smiled when he saw the three people looking at him, and turned his head to look away.
"Sir, originally this was just a matter of our return to Yuan Dynasty and had nothing to do with you. Why not make it easier for everyone?" Even so, they still had a glimmer of hope.
"Keng!"
Zhong Zihao did not answer, shook his head slightly, and a long sword with flowing stars appeared in his hand.
Murong Wan took a step forward and stood side by side with Zhong Zihao. She also said nothing, but showed her choice with practical actions.
Shen Tai fed Nangong Yizhi a few healing pills after stopping the bleeding. Seeing this scene, the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. He was really worried that Zhong Zihao would let go. If so, he would never be able to protect Huang Quan Zhouquan by himself.
He had never doubted whether the two young men and women could stop the three great masters of the Void Realm. Half a year ago, the scene where the ancestor of the Huntian Sect had his arm broken by Zhong Zihao was still vivid in his mind, still before his eyes.
"Let's go!"
"snort!"
A few powerful men had no choice but to fight for it even though they knew they were defeated. That was not integrity, but stupidity that cost their lives.
"Nangong Yizhi, you are lucky today. I don't believe you have such good luck every time. As long as you are still in Guiyuan Domain, sooner or later you will fall into our hands!" Before leaving, Elder Yue of Yuxu Palace said Make threats.
Zhong Zihao didn't take it seriously. He had heard this kind of scene many times.
"You two, our Wushuang Mansion welcomes you at any time!" the powerful man of Wushuang Mansion said with fists in his arms.
"I'm serious about it!" He was very considerate, and Zhong Zihao didn't show any pretense.
"Huh, I'll take care of you when I get back."
The old man picked up the young man with the broken arm and left without joining the other three sects.
Seeing everyone walking away, Shen Tai clasped his fists and saluted again: "Little friend Zhong, Miss Murong, this great kindness will be deeply remembered by Shen."
"Sect Master Shen, what on earth is going on?"
Zhong Zihao became more and more curious. The dignified head of the Huntian Sect was actually forced to such a point that even the disciples who closed the door were almost lost.
"Why!"
Shen Tai sighed lightly: "It's a long story. Let me settle Brother Nangong first."
"Ahem...Brother Shen, I want to go back to the Bamboo Forest."
After this period of recuperation, Nangong Yizhi's face was no longer as pale as before, and his true energy had also recovered slightly.
"All right!"
Shen Tai hesitated for a moment, but agreed to Nangong Yizhi's request. He seemed a little afraid of the bamboo forest and didn't really want to go.
The five of them set out on the road together, but due to Nangong Yi's serious injury, the speed was a little slow. It was not until the early morning of the next day that they arrived at a valley rich in the energy of heaven and earth.
Bamboo is graceful and charming, slender and soft, evergreen, full of vitality, and vigorous and upward. It is tall but still rising, soft yet strong, and has the beautiful quality of "growing alone in the cliffs and valleys, with the air of soaring clouds".
This is a naturally occurring bamboo forest. When you are in it, the green and tall old bamboos are like armor-clad warriors, while the crooked new bamboos are like tender girls. They appear gentle, peaceful and elegant. Even in autumn, it is still green. Desire drops.
In the center of the bamboo forest, there is a small courtyard, and there are many paintings and calligraphy flowing in it. As you can see, the brushstrokes in the paintings are like flowing water and clouds, opening and closing. In addition to depicting beautiful landscapes and wonders, the brushwork is also full of charm.
Overwhelming power.
At the entrance of the small courtyard, there is a line of words on the left and right: Bamboo leaning on the blue water, shadow leaning on the building, the rhyme of the pen is long and lingering into the sorrow of the night.
At first glance, this line of calligraphy is just an ordinary couplet, reflecting the yearning for beauty and a hint of sadness on the part of the person who wrote it. But if you look closely, each stroke and every painting is like a move to fight and kill the enemy. Someone integrated martial arts into the calligraphy.
Inside.
In other words, the person who wrote the inscription used his pen as a weapon and created an extraordinary set of martial arts.
Zhong Zihao and Murong Wan looked at each other, and they both thought that when they first met Nangong Yi, he used the ink pen in his hand to fight against the enemy. Moreover, the powerful masters of the void realm of the four major sects also had other names for him: Ink Pen Poetry
Immortal!
It seems that Nangong Yizhi is also a strange person.
After entering the small courtyard, Huang Quan was quite familiar with the place. He went into the room alone to boil water and make tea. After a while, he served several people with fragrant tea.
"Both of you, please take a seat!" After a day of recuperation, Nangong Yizhi's injuries were mostly healed, and an elegant aura flowed out of him unknowingly.
"Please!" Zhong Zihao clasped his fists and showed some humility.
There was a set of bamboo tables and chairs in the small courtyard, and several people sat down one after another. Huang Quan stood quietly aside, adding tea to the four of them from time to time.
After Shen Tai's introduction, Zhong Zihao and Murong Wan realized that the former and Nangong Yizhi were not only good friends, but also love rivals when they were young.
Back then, Shen Tai and Nangong Yizhi pursued a woman named Zhu at the same time, but Shen Tai lost. From then on, he put aside his trivial matters, returned to the Huntian Sect to practice hard in seclusion, and finally took charge of a sect.
In his mind, he thought that his best friend had already married Mr. Zhu. However, he did not expect that many years later, his best friend would bring a young girl to the Huntian Sect and ask him to take her in and take care of her.
After asking around, I found out that there was another hidden story about what happened back then.
Not long after Nangong Yizhi got along with Mr. Zhu, the latter returned to his family. When the two met again, Mr. Zhu was already married and pregnant with Liujia.
The two held each other's hands and cried, but there was nothing they could do. After Zhu returned home, her elders would not let her go out, saying that Nangong Yi was a homeless man who did not do his job properly and would achieve nothing. According to the rules of the right family, a marriage was arranged for her locally.
The relationship between the two ended here, and Nangong Yizhi was tired of the world of mortals, so he lived in seclusion in the bamboo forest and made rapid progress in his cultivation.
Ten years later, the dying Zhu came to the bamboo forest again, but on her deathbed, she handed over a girl who was less than ten years old to Nangong Yizhi and died.
Nangong Yizhi went out in anger, only to find out that the Zhu family had offended two powerful sects, and the whole family was killed. The girl's father risked his life to protect the mother and daughter from escaping.
After that, a breaking news came out in the Guiyuan Territory: a man holding an ink pen committed suicide alone in two major sects, leaving nothing behind in his path, and his methods were extremely cruel.
Unexpectedly, this man's elegant movements when killing people were so elegant that he was eventually dubbed the "Ink Pen Poet Fairy"!
After Nangong Yizhi came back, he taught the girl left by the Zhu family piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but he did not want her to be contaminated with martial arts. He wanted the girl to live peacefully in life.
But later, as the girl grew up, her face became more and more similar to that of Mr. Zhu. Every time Nangong Yizhi saw her, he would always think of the sad things in the past, so he decided to send the girl to the Huntian Sect.