Lu Chenzi raised his hand and waved, then pointed at Wan Yunting with his big finger, and said sternly: "But you Wan Guan Master privately learned Kung Fu from Xiaoyao Sect and inherited the inheritance of the cult. You Wuliang Taoist Temple must give an explanation for this matter.
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Zhang Boyun also said: "He is the master of your Wuliang Taoist Temple, but he learned the kung fu of a cult and betrayed our right way. You should be responsible, disband the Taoist temple on your own, and follow our right way..."
"What?"
As a result, Chang Wude, who was sitting next to him, suddenly slammed the table and stood up, directly interrupting Zhang Boyun's words. His old eyes widened, and he pointed at Wan Yunting and yelled: "You actually learned the Kung Fu of the Xiaoyao sect in private. It is simply treason.
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Chang Wude suddenly scolded Wan Yunting abnormally, leaving Lu Chenzi, Zhang Boyun and others sitting opposite with stunned expressions, unable to react for a moment.
"Tell me, when did you start learning Xiaoyao sect's kung fu, and where did you get those kung fu?"
Chang Wude's old face was ferocious, he pointed at Wan Yunting and asked sternly, acting as if he didn't know anything about it.
"Senior Brother Chang, calm down..."
Wuweizi also immediately stood up and pulled Chang Wude, pretending to persuade him and said: "Although we don't know when the master learned the Kung Fu of the Xiaoyao sect, nor do we know where he got it.
But we really don’t know.”
Chang Wude pointed at the silent Wan Yunting and said angrily: "Tell me, when did you learn Xiaoyao Kung Fu? Did you learn it before you went to our Wuliang Taoist Temple?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhou Ruoxi, who was sitting opposite, was startled. Looking at Wan Yunting and Chang Wude who started the commotion first, she seemed to see a clue.
Wan Yunting, who had been sitting in the middle with his head lowered, finally raised his head and said, "That's right, I learned Kung Fu from the Xiaoyao sect before I became a temple master!"
"What, it's really true."
Chang Wude's eyes widened and he pointed at Wan Yunting with a look of indignation. I have to say that his acting skills are really good.
Even Elder Zuoqi and Master Huikong, who were sitting opposite, had confused expressions. Although everyone knew that Wan Yunting knew the Kung Fu of the Xiaoyao School, they really didn’t know when and where he learned the Kungfu of the Xiaoyao School.
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"Speaking of which, I have two masters myself!"
Wan Yunting pretended to be nostalgic on his face and sighed: "When I was in prison, I not only met my master, the Ghost Hand Doctor, but I also met another master."
"Another master?"
This statement made everyone present look stunned. Their eyes were all focused on Wan Yunting. He nodded and said, "Yes, he is the master who taught me Xiaoyao Kung Fu. His name is Xiao Qi."
"Xiao Qi?"
Elder Zuo Qi, Master Huikong, Elder Lin Yiping, Elder Zhang Qing and others looked at each other when they heard the name. Lu Chenzi looked at Wan Yunting suspiciously and said: "Wan Yunting, why have we never heard of Wulin?
There is a strong man from the evil sect named Xiao Qi. Could it be that you made up lies to fool us?"
"Yes, we have never heard of a person who knows Xiaoyao Kung Fu in the martial arts world. You must have made it up to fool us."
Zhang Boyun said without belief.
This made Master Liu Bing and Master Huikong look at each other, and they also doubted the authenticity.
Wan Yunting glanced at them and asked, "Then where do you think I got the Kung Fu of Xiaoyao Sect?"
This question stopped the Zuoqi elders and others. Zhang Boyun was not sure and said: "You must have received the inheritance of Xiaoyao Sect somewhere..."
"hehe…"
Wan Yunting smiled, looked at Zhang Boyun and Lu Chenzi, and said, "Master Zhang, have you watched too many martial arts TV series?"
"Why didn't you say that I fell off a cliff, met a monkey below, and got the Xiaoyao Sect Kung Fu secrets from the monkey's belly?"
These words made Elder Zhang Qing and Master Huikong couldn't help shaking their heads and laughing. Lu Chenzi straightened his face and said to Wan Yunting: "Master Wan Guan, please don't joke, we are talking about your problem now."
Wan Yunting spread his hands and put on an innocent look: "I am talking to you seriously, but you don't believe me when I say it, so what should I do?"
Zhang Boyun said: "What is the origin of the Xiao Qi you are talking about? Is he the heir to the Xiaoyao Sect?"
Wan Yunting shook his head and said: "I don't know. I was in prison at that time, and I accidentally knew that he knew Kung Fu, so I learned Kung Fu from him for a few years. Later I learned that the Kung Fu he taught me was from the Xiaoyao style.
Kung Fu.”
"Wait, why did he teach you Kung Fu?"
Zhang Boyun caught the question and asked.
Wan Yunting gave him a roll of his eyes and said: "Because I am a martial arts prodigy, he took a fancy to my talent and asked me to inherit his kung fu. Does Master Zhang still have any problems?"
"All right."
This answer left Zhang Boyun unable to refute, because Wan Yunting was indeed a martial arts prodigy.
"Then he is still in jail?"
Lu Chenzi asked.
Wan Yunting shook his head, while Zhang Boyun stared and asked, "Is he released from prison?"
Wan Yunting raised his head, looked at Zhang Boyun with playful eyes, and said with a teasing smile: "If I said that my master had been released from prison long ago, would you be worried?"
Zhang Boyun glared and snorted forcefully: "What are you talking about? Do you still think that people from our righteous sect will be afraid of a remnant of the evil sect?"
Wan Yunting looked at the arrogant postures of Zhang Boyun and Lu Chenzi, and knew that they were very guilty. He waved his hands and said: "My master has passed away long ago, three years earlier than the ghost-hand doctor who taught me medical skills."
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"died…?"
Lu Chenzi, Zhang Boyun and Liu Bing looked at each other in confusion. Although Wan Yunting looked sincere and didn't look like he was telling lies, the character Xiao Qi he was talking about still asked Master Huikong and Elder Zuoqi to wait.
People expressed doubts.
"I don't care whether what you say is true or false, but if you learn the Kung Fu of the Xiaoyao Sect, you are the enemy of the right way."
Chang Wude pointed at Wan Yunting and said angrily: "So, on behalf of Wuliang Taoist Temple, I will remove you from your position as the temple leader and expel you from the Taoist temple!"
As soon as these words came out, Wan Yunting showed a shocked expression.
Sitting opposite, Lu Chenzi, Zhang Boyun, Master Huikong, Elder Zhang Qing and others also looked at Chang Wude in astonishment. Yang Jingyi and Wuweizi looked at each other and nodded to express their approval for the dismissal of Wan Yunting Temple Master.
position.
"From today on, you will no longer be a member of our Wuliang Taoist Temple."
Chang Wude waved his hand and said coldly.
"well…"
Wan Yunting showed a look of sadness and helplessness on his face, nodded and said with a bitter smile: "Anyway, I am now labeled as evil by you so-called righteous people. No matter what I say, it is useless."
"It doesn't matter if I'm not the right person to be the temple owner. Anyway, I never wanted to be you, the temple owner, from the beginning, and you let me get a lot of money for nothing..."
After saying that, Wan Yunting stood up, pretending to be extremely annoyed and angry, and pretending to leave here...
"What did you say?"
Chang Wude stopped Wan Yunting, pointed at him and said angrily: "How dare you despise our Wuliang Taoist Temple?"
"contempt?"
Wan Yunting turned his head and looked at Chang Wude, Yang Jingyi and others with disdain, and said with disdain: "If it weren't for my master's teachings, I wouldn't have become the master of the monastery like you."
"Look at you now. There are only a few of you left in this huge Taoist temple. What kind of sect do you think it is?"
As he spoke, Wan Yunting turned around and glanced at the representatives of the nine sects such as Elder Zuoqi and Elder Zhang Qing, Master Huikong, Zhou Ruoxi, Lu Chenzi and Zhang Boyun, who were sitting nearby, and said with a sneer: "With a Taoist temple like theirs, you let
Is it interesting for them to disband on their own?”
"Hey, what do you mean?"
Duan Yingying couldn't listen anymore and pointed at Wan Yunting and yelled.
"Humph, you actually said such ugly words and wasted our time treating you as viewers. It's really too much."
Li Zihang also pointed at him and said angrily.
For a moment, Chang Wude, Duan Yingying, Li Zihang and Qi Wu all pointed at Wan Yunting and yelled, which made the representatives of the nine sects sitting aside all look stunned and stunned.
Zuo Banchang, who only reacted after a long time, stood up and advised: "Okay, okay, please stop arguing. How about we each take a step back to prevent your Taoist temple from disbanding and closing the mountain to retreat?"
As soon as these words came out, Wuweizi turned to look at Elder Zuoqi excitedly and said, "By closing the mountain and retreating, does it mean that our Taoist temple will not be allowed to disband on its own?"
Master Huikong and Lin Yiping nodded, but Lu Chenzi and Zhang Boyun reacted and quickly said: "No, I still insist on letting their Wuliang Taoist Temple disband on their own and be removed from our righteous path."
"That's right, I, the Dian Cang Sect, also support it and want their Wuliang Taoist Temple to be removed from the righteous sect."
Zhang Boyun also echoed loudly.
"Hmph, your Dian Cang sect is so majestic!"
Suddenly, an old voice came from outside. No one had seen it yet. Just hearing the voice was like thunder on the ground. Lu Chenzi, Zhang Boyun, Master Huikong and Elder Zhang Qing suddenly trembled in their hearts and turned to look.
Towards the entrance of the main hall...
I saw the hunched-over Ghost Master striding in wearing a black monk's robe, with scruffy white hair, skinny bones, and his old eyes as sharp as ahawks, staring at Zhang Boyun as if staring at prey, causing his expression to change drastically.
The whole person was shocked by the terrifying aura released by the ghost master.
"Do you think there is no one in our Wuliang Taoist Temple?"
The sharp old eyes of Mr. Gui glanced at the representatives of the nine sects, including Elder Zuoqi, Master Huikong, and his faint tone carried an invisible energy, which was like a huge boulder weighing heavily on their hearts...
Especially Lu Chenzi, Zhang Boyun, Zhou Ruoxi and Liu Bing found it difficult to breathe, let alone speak.
"Uncle Grandmaster, why did you come down the mountain..."
Chang Wude, Yang Jingyi and Wuweizi looked at Uncle Grandmaster in surprise and excitement, not expecting him to come down at this time.
The ghost master did not look at them, but stared at Zhang Boyun of the Diancang sect with his sharp old eyes, and said coldly: "Is Zhang Cuifeng of your Diancang sect not dead yet?"
Zhang Boyun looked shocked, and his heart was even more shocked. He knew that the old man in front of him must be Song Yuanzong, the surviving ancestor of Wuliang Taoist Temple, so he did not dare to be rude anymore and said quickly: "I'm sorry, senior, my father is still alive."
"Humph, it turns out you are his son."
The old ghost eyes were like the eyes of the Lord of Hell, staring at Zhang Boyun and making him feel embarrassed, making him look embarrassed and he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.