The Huashan faction set off soon, and everyone was there except Tang Jinlou, Linghu Chong, and Lin Pingzhi. The Huashan Sect was the most suppressed among the Five Sacred Sword Sects, because their strength was truly the weakest. For example, in this Five Mountains Alliance, others brought elites from their sects to participate, but only the Huashan sect brought the entire sect here.
Lin Pingzhi has been confirmed missing, but Tang Jinlou and Linghu Chong rescued him before, and he disappeared during the sword competition in the Five Mountains. I don¡¯t know if he left on his own or was held hostage. But compared to being kidnapped by the Songshan Sect, which was already confirmed before, it is still much better.
The streets were deserted. Except for some people sweeping the streets, they seemed almost empty and no longer lively as in the past. Yue Buqun knew that this was because the Songshan Sect suffered a complete defeat. The prosperity of the entire town was almost due to the prosperity of the Songshan Sect family. Nowadays, most families in the town are closed, which is very similar to the situation of the Songshan Sect at this time. Yue Buqun stroked his beard and found that for the first time in more than 20 years, he had the time and the mood to express his sorrow for the sufferings of the people.
"Senior brother." Ning Zhongze suddenly called him in a low voice, "Look." She signaled with her eyes. Yue Buqun glanced over pretending not to care. He saw two middle-aged men, dressed in monk robes. There was long hair on their heads, and both of them strode past with eyebrow-leveling sticks in their hands.
Yue Buqun looked calm and said softly: "Is there something wrong?"
Ning Zhongze rolled his eyes at him and said, "I should ask you if there is anything wrong? This is already the third wave. Last time, more than ten monks passed by. Didn't you notice?"
Yue Buqun finally became an artistic middle-aged man. Unexpectedly, he was despised by his wife, but he could never admit it. He still wanted his image. Then he smiled bitterly and said: "I was just thinking about what Chong'er and Lou'er were going to do in the Shaolin Temple. I was always thinking about the Shaolin Temple. When I saw the monk, of course I had no idea."
Ning Zhong glanced at him with some suspicion. Of course she would not argue with her husband about this matter. She immediately said: "The past few waves of people just passed by, although they all wore monk robes, they all had hair, which is strange."
Yue Buqun laughed and said, "What's strange about this? There are already many monks in Shaolin Temple, but the number of lay disciples is dozens of times higher. Although these people who passed by just now are not necessarily monks of Shaolin Temple, they are At this moment, under Songshan Mountain, if they are really Shaolin monks, it would not be surprising at all."
Ning Zhongze still shook his head and said, "I still feel something is wrong." But she couldn't tell what was wrong.
Yue Buqun smiled slightly and ignored it. He turned to Shi Daizi behind him and said, "Daizi, go to the back and tell Genming that he and Dayou should go to the front to prepare. Don't go late and let everyone sleep in the wild."
Shi Daizi responded and went to find Gao Genming. Gao Genming has been regarded as a star among the Young Knights these past two days, and his treatment is very different from before. With his temperament, he would definitely not be modest or anything like that. In the past, he always stayed away from Yue Buqun because he was afraid of being scolded. Now he is still far away from Yue Buqun. That is because Lao Yue's aura is too strong, which affects his ability to cultivate fans. When Shi Daizi found him, he was telling a few little guys about the story of how a long sword beat Tang Jinlou into submission. He claimed that if it weren't for him being too strong, Tang Jinlou's Yangwu Sword would also have been beaten. Nothing will be accomplished. Shi Daizi was speechless, thinking that Tang Jinlou would have beaten you three times when he was twelve years old. What's interesting is that Lu Dayou listened with gusto even though he was on the sidelines. He was obviously listening to it as a storyteller.
Shi Daizi couldn't stand listening, so he hurriedly told Yue Buqun's instructions, then with a straight face, he acted like a senior to several underage teenagers, and said: "You guys, look how far away we are from everyone." Don't you take Master seriously?" The newcomers were speechless and thought to themselves, what does this have to do with Master? Of course, there will be no good outcome if you argue with your senior brother. So they all sincerely admitted their mistakes and headed forward dejectedly. Shi Daizi immediately felt very proud. He was not good at martial arts, and the Huashan sect was not very tough. His martial arts had reached the "graduate" level a few years ago. Of course, the graduation level of the Huashan sect was not as good as the Arhat Formation of Shaolin Temple. You have to compare, but you can still get by if you go back and find an escort agency or something. But he didn't have that many pursuits of going it alone, so he stayed honestly. Unexpectedly, after a few years, the Huashan sect gradually became more prosperous. As a top-ranked disciple, he gradually gained a sense of identity, and found that being a senior brother was quite satisfying when there were many people.
Thinking about the performance of Linghu Chong and Tang Jinlou in Songshan, when people talk about him in the future, he is Tang Jinlou's senior brother and Linghu Chong's junior brother. Beier must have face. Even if I¡¯m not very good at martial arts, I still have to go down the mountain less often, and I can¡¯t be as high-profile as the Thirteen Taibao of Songshan
He was thinking happily and got distracted. Lu Dayou let out a sigh and said, "What's going on today?"So many monks? "Shi Daizi returned to reality and saw that there was indeed an old monk in the distance ahead. Although it was too far to see clearly, the way he couldn't walk still explained everything. Shi Daizi hummed and said, "Same as before. Those should not be all the way, this is too old. "
Gao Genming smiled and said: "How do you know that the previous ones are all the way?"
Shi Daizi choked, rolled his eyes, and said, "It looks like it."
Gao Genming looked serious and said slowly and profoundly: "It looks like a master, but actually"
Shi Daizi quickly interrupted and said, "Master is asking you to do something. Do you want to be scolded?"
Lu Dayou chuckled and said: "That's right, let's go quickly." Gao Genming still didn't know what he wanted to say. He walked helplessly with the two of them and said to himself: "You are still too superficial. You may look like a master, but you may not be. A master may not look like one, but he is actually a real master.¡±
"Yes, yes, yes" Shi Daizi responded repeatedly and said, "The old man in front must be a master among masters."
Gao Genming was speechless. After a pause, he argued: "You two have poor eyesight, so you didn't notice it. Master must have noticed it."
Even Lu Dayou was happy now and said: "Let's go quickly, master. It's tiring to travel on your legs. Find an inn first, and then contact the horse and carriage dealer. Master is happy these two days, and he will definitely not think about it." money saving."
The two of them made fun of Gao Genming and quickly walked to the front of the team. They were about to salute Yue Buqun when they saw him looking seriously and staring closely at the stumbling old monk not far away. Shi Daizi and Lu Dayou They were all shocked, and Gao Genming was also speechless. I saw the old monk, with an extremely old face, but a rosy complexion. He walked very slowly step by step, but unlike what he had seen from a distance before, he walked very steadily. When he passed by these people from the Huashan Sect, , everyone looked at him, and even the voices gradually became quiet. Everyone watched the old monk slowly walk by, as if a gust of wind was blowing on their hearts, calming all the heat and floating breaths in their hearts. Not only the voices of the entire team became quiet, but their hearts seemed to also become quiet. .
Yue Buqun was the most vigilant among everyone. He tightened the sword in his hand, but he could never feel any danger. He was very vigilant in his heart and felt that it was abnormal. Everything was wrong, but another voice told him , say you know very well that everything is right and everything is natural. You were affected by something that happened before. You must have thought of something, but it actually has nothing to do with it now.
Yue Buqun warned himself to calm down, be vigilant and calm, he knew that he did not feel danger, he did not feel this way. He intuitively felt that this old monk was not a dangerous person, not even a bad person, and he probably didn't even know martial arts. But Yue Buqun was nervous, he knew what he felt. It's a familiar feeling, like a memory loss, when you need it, but you can't remember what it is.
The old monk slowly walked through the long queue of the Huashan Sect. All the Huashan disciples seemed to have received some kind of spiritual comfort. This feeling was very strange, but not special, just like appreciating the beauty of a flower. If you pay attention, you will intuitively think that you "see" the fragrance of this flower. Everyone felt as if the sky was a little brighter. A gust of wind blew gently, and everyone felt hazy, more or less feeling some kind of special and beautiful message about life.
Except for Yue Buqun, the breeze blew by, making him feel a chill on his forehead, which was a layer of fine cold sweat.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Ning Zhongze noticed something was wrong with her husband and asked with concern.
Yue Buqun forced a smile and said, "You are right, something is not quite right."
Ning Zhong opened his mouth and said in surprise: "Are you talking about the old monk just now?"
Yue Buqun walked slowly, feeling that there was still lingering fear in his heart. He said slowly: "I can't explain clearly, I just feel something familiar."
Ning Zhongze asked: "What is it?"
Yue Buqun shook his head, "I don't knowI can't think of it."
Ning Zhong felt a pain in her heart when she saw her husband's troubled expression. She squeezed Yue Buqun's hand and said softly: "Brother, are you too tired these days? That old monk doesn't seem to know any martial arts at all. Even if martial arts returns to its original state, it shouldn't look like that, he doesn't look special, all old people are like that."
Something seemed to flash through Yue Buqun's mind, but he just couldn't catch it. He stopped, turned around suddenly, and asked, "Did you just say" He suddenly stopped and then opened his mouth slightly. He opened his mouth and stared at the woman behind Ning Zhongze - Su Yanyue with a strange expression.
"Yan'er, where is your sword?"
?Su Yanyue was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Senior Brother Seventh borrowed it."
Yue Buqun nodded, hummed, and turned around with a calm expression. In an instant, he understood where the feeling of d¨¦j¨¤ vu came from. It was in the Shaolin Temple, where he last saw Tang Jinlou practicing the Yangwu Sword. At that time, he only felt that nothing in the world was right, but it was so natural, as if it should be the way it should be. Just like how he felt when he saw the old monk - everything happens naturally, and only your thoughts of resistance and vigilance are against the rules.