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Volume 3 Swordsman Chapter 167 Take Action

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    Chapter 167 Take action

    "Zuo Lengchan" Yue Buqun murmured, looking up into the distance, the light in his eyes was complicated and unclear.

    No one understands the horror of Zuo Lengchan better than him. His martial arts are not inferior to those of Master Fang Zheng. He can be said to be a martial arts wizard of a generation. He is amazing and talented. Compared with him, he is not inferior.

    If Zuo Lengchan hadn't been ambitious and wanted to unify the Five Mountains Sword Sect, it wouldn't have been difficult for him to kill himself if he had scruples.

    Every time he thought of this, Yue Buqun tossed and turned and couldn't sleep at night.

    "Master, if Zuo Lengchan practices the sword technique to ward off evil, no one will be able to master it!" Linghu Chong sighed worriedly.

    Yue Buqun nodded, sighed softly, and suddenly waved his hand: "Please come with me to the Xiao Mansion."

    "Looking for Mr. Xiao?" Linghu Chong was startled.

    Yue Buqun shook his head: "Look for Master Dingyi."

    Master Dingyi is in the quiet courtyard of Xiao Mansion, looking at the injuries of the disciples one by one. Her face is bright, not as solemn as usual.

    Yilin suddenly appeared, walked to her side, leaned into her ear, and reported softly: "Master, Master Yue pays my respects."

    "He¡ª¡ª?" Master Dingyi stopped moving the beads, frowned, and thought for a moment: "Okay, let's go and have a look."

    After saying that, she brought Yihe, Yiqing and Yilin to the hall.

    When they met, they followed Master Dingyi to a small courtyard. It was extremely quiet and was where she meditated.

    Neither of them avoided their disciples, but took them with them to discuss issues together.

    They were all well aware of Zuo Lengchan's ambitions. At this time, the emergence of the evil-dispelling sword manual was in the hands of the Songshan Sect. Zuo Lengchan was even more powerful and troublesome. Feeling the pressure, they formed a  An alliance of advance and retreat.

    "Master, it would be much easier if Mr. Xiao intervened in this matter!" Yue Buqun sighed with emotion.

    Master Dingyi sneered: "He is extremely slippery. If something happens to him, he won't be able to hide in time. How can he get so dirty?!"

    Yi Lin was sitting under Master Yi Qing. After listening to her master's words, her cherry-like red lips moved, but she hesitated to speak.

    "Yilin, don't defend your elder brother, he is just a lazy person!" Master Dingyi glanced at her and snorted.

    "Master" Yilin's voice was soft and moving. When she heard her master scolding her elder brother, she always felt uncomfortable and couldn't help but speak.

    Yue Buqun coughed lightly and looked around.

    "Even if Xiao Yihan is here, I will still say this!" Master Dingyi snorted lightly.

    Yue Buqun showed a trace of embarrassment, then smiled and said hehe: "Mr. Xiao's actions are unpredictable. Yue is hard to fathom and dare not comment."

    Master Dingyi curled his lips in disapproval.

    "This time, since Gang Leader Jiang has come forward, Mr. Xiao will not stand idly by." Yue Buqun said with a smile.

    Yilin nodded vigorously.

    Master Dingyi shook his head: "If he wanted to intervene, he would have shown up in person and sent Jiang Nanyun out, but he was too lazy to take action!"

    Yue Buqun shook his head, but smiled and said nothing.

    "Yilin, you go and ask later if he cares about it or not!" Master Dingyi turned to Yilin and said, the beads didn't move, she hummed softly: "He was the cause of everything, and now he has let go.  No matter what, how does this make sense?!"

    "Well, I'll ask eldest brother." Yilin nodded timidly.

    Early in the morning, Xiao Yuesheng hugged Liu Jing and was having a sweet dream, when he suddenly opened his eyes.

    The room was quiet, the sunlight reflected on the windows, making it look white, and the room became much brighter. The soft gauze hung low, surrounding the two of them.

    He turned his back to the sky, blinked, and looked at the starry sky pattern on the top of the bed.

    Liu Jingxiang's soft body clung to him, resting on his right arm, her white jade cheeks were flushed, and she was as charming as water. She breathed thinly, and the height of her chest rose and fell, which was extremely tempting.

    "Peipiao" the window was suddenly knocked lightly.

    Xiao Yuesheng remained motionless and moved his lips slightly. A voice suddenly rang in Yilin's ear outside the window: "Sister Yilin, are you here so early?"

    Being so far away, he actually used the technique of transmitting sounds into secrets so as not to disturb Liu Jing.

    Liu Jing moved and suddenly opened her bright eyes. Her eyes were still a little blurry, but her body was tense and she looked at Xiao Yuesheng.

    "It's Yilin who's here." Xiao Yuesheng said softly, patting her vest lightly with his palm.

    "Yeah." Liu Jing snorted, closed her bright eyes again, and fell asleep again.

    Xiao Yuesheng continued to use sound transmission to enter the secret,He said in a loud voice: "Sister Yi Lin, go to the back garden to practice martial arts with Nan Yun for a while. I'll get up soon."

    Yilin nodded her head lightly, stopped talking, walked away lightly and silently, and walked away.

    She is still wearing a large monk's robe. When she performs Qinggong, her steps are as light as if she is off the ground, and her robes are fluttering, like a fairy.

    After a while, Xiao Yuesheng staggered over. Yilin and Jiang Nanyun were chatting and laughing on the small painting, and laughter sounded from time to time, like jade beads rolling on a plate.

    " Xiao Yuesheng took one step forward, like an invisible bridge in the sky. He walked around in the void and slowly landed on the painting.

    "Brother!" "Master!"

    Yilin and Jiangnanyun each called softly, with smiles on their faces and in a good mood.

    "Sister Yilin, you came here so early, but what do you want?" Xiao Yuesheng sat down and asked with a smile.

    Yilin picked up the tea cup and handed it over, saying crisply: "Master asked me to come over and ask you if you have any ideas."

    "A sword manual to ward off evil?" Xiao Yuesheng took a sip of tea, frowned, and asked lightly.

    "Yeah." Yilin looked at him carefully, lowered her head, wrung her two little hands together, and said timidly: "Master doesn't want the evil-repelling sword manual to fall into the hands of the Songshan Sect."

    Xiao Yuesheng was silent, gently playing with the snow porcelain tea cup, as if thinking.

    "Master, it would really be inappropriate if the evil-proofing sword manual falls into the hands of Zuo Lengchan." Jiang Nanyun was on the side to help, beating the drum.

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, said nothing, and his eyes were unfocused, gradually looking into the distance.

    After a while, he gathered his thoughts, nodded, and said, "Okay, I'll take action once."

    "Uncle, this is a rare thing, but you are so proud of it!" Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled sweetly, patting his jade hands.

    Yilin smiled shyly, glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, and quickly turned her head away, not daring to look again.

    Master Dingyi sat cross-legged on a low couch. A stick of sandalwood was burning in the room. The faint fragrance lingered, and she felt calm after smelling it.

    There was a knock on the door, and she slowly opened her eyes and said warmly: "Yilin, come in."

    Although there was no sound under Yilin's footsteps, Master Dingyi could tell that it was her. Among the disciples, the one with the lightest footsteps was undoubtedly Yilin.

    Yilin¡¯s loose monk robes were fluttering as she slowly pushed the door open and walked in: ¡°Master.¡±

    Master Dingyi pointed to the futon beside her: "Sit down and talk."

    Yilin came to the couch and sat next to her, silent and silent, with a downcast face and thin eyelids drooping slightly, as if she was out of energy.

    "Yilin, did someone make you angry?" Master Dingyi asked with concern when seeing her like this.

    This young disciple has a great temper, is indifferent and open-minded, and rarely gets angry.

    "Master, eldest brother seems to hate me!" Yilin raised her head, her eyes were red, tears were about to overflow, and I felt pity for her.

    Master Dingyi was startled and raised his eyebrows: "Why is this?!"

    "" Yilin didn't say anything, just shook her head, and her tears fell down in strings, dripping onto the couch and onto the sheets, leaving faint circular marks.

    "Yilin, what happened?" Master Dingyi lowered her voice and asked warmly, with indescribable kindness and kindness.

    Yilin shook her head and still didn't speak. She just kept crying. In a blink of an eye, a large area under her knees was wet.

    "But your elder brother bullied you?!" Master Dingyi raised his voice too suddenly.

    Yilin hurriedly shook her head and said with sobs: "No,how could eldest brother bully me?!"

    ¡°Then what¡¯s wrong with you?!¡± Master Dingyi asked anxiously, fidgeting.

    Yilin wiped tears from her white jade-like hands, and said softly with a bitter face: "Every time I go to see my eldest brother, I always ask him for help. I keep bothering him, regardless of whether he likes it or not."

    Master Dingyi was suddenly enlightened. He sat down calmly, shook his head and smiled: "So that's it. Are you complaining about being a master and letting people force your elder brother?"

    "Disciple is not" Yilin shook her head hastily.

    "Alas" Master Dingyi shook his head and sighed, flicking his Buddhist beads, and nodded slowly: "If you don't tell me, I haven't noticed it yet. I just think it's convenient for you to talk to him, and I don't think much about it."

    Yilin kept wiping her tears and sobbing silently.

    "Okay, Master, talk to him personally." Master Dingyi patted her shoulder and whispered: "How can such a trivial matter be worth making a fuss aboutDon't cry anymore, otherwise you will become ugly.  Your elder brother doesn¡¯t like it anymore!¡±

    "Master is talking nonsense" Yilin suddenly felt shy and lowered her head hard, the blush spreading to her neck.

    Master Dingyi looked at her with a smile.After a while, she asked in a warm voice: "Yilin, does your elder brother have anything to say?"

    "The elder brother said he would take action." Yilin lowered her head and spoke in a very soft voice. She felt sad again in her heart and felt deeply guilty towards her elder brother.

    "Well, that's good!" Master Dingyi let out a long sigh. If he had intervened in this matter, it would have been much easier. Although Zuo Lengchan was difficult to deal with, he found it difficult to seek favors from Xiao Yihan.

    On the second day, Xiao Yuesheng got up at three o'clock in the morning.

    In the hall of Xiao Mansion, Yue Buqun and Master Dingyi had been waiting anxiously, but they could not come to urge them, so they could only wait patiently.

    The Huashan sect also has Linghu Chong, Lin Pingzhi, and Yue Lingshan, and the Hengshan sect has Yihe, Yiqing, and Yilin, each with three disciples accompanying them.

    Ning Zhongze didn¡¯t accompany him. Yue Buqun wanted to come, but Xiao Yihan was there. Ning Zhongze didn¡¯t come with him, so it didn¡¯t matter. He might as well stay in the Wang Mansion with the other disciples.

    Master Dingyi was sitting on the chair with his eyes closed, twirling Buddhist beads in his hand, seeming to be in trance. Yue Buqun was also sitting steadily, stroking his beard slightly, his expression was calm, and there was no trace of anxiety. This price is good for nourishing Qi.  Master Dingyi saw the martial arts in his eyes and secretly admired him.

    Linghu Chong was sitting next to Yue Buqun, his figure was steady and motionless, his eyes were hanging down, as if he was meditating and practicing.

    As his swordsmanship improves, he feels more and more the importance of internal strength. Although the Dugu Nine Swords are exquisite and sharp, without the support of deep internal strength, the speed of the sword will be too slow and the power will be greatly reduced.

    The last time he competed with Jiang Nanyun, he had no power to fight back. He was deeply stimulated. From then on, he lost all his pride and worked hard, as if he was a different person.

    Yue Lingshan pulled Yilin to talk, her voice was quite low, whispering.

    "Junior sister Yilin, isn't your elder brother getting up at this time?" Yue Lingshan was wearing a light pink Luo shirt, looking pretty and elegant.

    Yilin thought for a while, hesitated, her eyes wandered, and said softly: "Brother should be up, maybe he is practicing."

    A monk never tells lies, but she broke the precept. However, she was also quite smart and added some "should" and "maybe". She didn't say it to death, and it was mostly speculation, which is not a violation of the precept.

    "Humph, he¡ª¡ª?!" Yue Lingshan curled her delicate white lips and snorted disdainfully.

    "Brother doesn't get up very late every day." Yilin said hurriedly.

    "I don't know him yet?!" Yue Lingshan snorted softly and said softly: "Sleep until you wake up naturally, you are too lazy!"

    Yilin remained silent. Although she felt uncomfortable in her heart, she knew that what Yue Lingshan said was true, so she could only respond in silence.

    "Hehe, but he is very capable, so it is understandable that he is lazy." Yue Lingshan smiled sweetly again, which made Yilin's face lighten up.

    Yue Lingshan is not very good at observing faces, but Yilin is careless, and her mood is all revealed on her face. Yue Lingshan is not a dull person, so she naturally notices it.

    "Junior sister Yilin, what does he do on weekdays? Isn't it boring to stay in the house all day?" Yue Lingshan asked softly.

    "Brother is practicing martial arts on weekdays." Yilin looked proud.

    "Oh, no wonder his martial arts is so powerful." Yue Lingshan nodded.

    "Mr. Xiao!" Yue Buqun's voice suddenly sounded.

    Yi Lin and Yue Lingshan turned around and saw Yue Buqun standing up, clasping his fists and rushing toward the door with a smile.

    Wearing a green shirt, Xiao Yuesheng opened the door curtain and walked calmly. A ray of sunshine poured in with him.

    "Master Yue, Master Tai, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Xiao Yuesheng clasped his fists and said warmly, with a calm expression.

    Master Dingyi opened her eyes and put her hands together in a tithe. She knew in her heart that if it weren't for Yi Lin, Xiao Yihan would never take action.

    "Brother." Yilin called softly and timidly.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled warmly, nodded, turned to Yue Buqun and said, "Master Yue, let's set off right awaybut we have to go all the way in a hurry. If our Qinggong is not good, we may not be able to keep up."

    Yue Buqun nodded, turned to look at Linghu Chong and the others, and said, "Chong'er, you take them back, one person is enough for you as a teacher."

    "Master" Linghu Chong said hurriedly, anxious in his heart, wanting to be together.

    At this moment, the door curtain moved again, and a graceful figure appeared. Carrying a faint fragrance, it was Jiangnan Yun who was wearing a moon-white skirt and curled in.

    "Yihe, Yiqing, you can go back and ask Yilin to follow me." Master Dingyi turned around and said to Master Yi and Master.

    Yihe Shitai was decisive and nodded: "Master, be careful all the way!"

    ¡°Daddy, why can she go but I can¡¯t?!¡± Yue Lingshan snorted sweetly when she saw Jiang Nanyun.

    ¡°???'s Qinggong is so bad!  "Yue Buqun glared at her.

    Yue Lingshan was suddenly speechless, but she had no choice but to dig into Jiang Nanyun with her bright eyes, feeling extremely unhappy.

    Jiang Nanyun didn't seem to see her. He greeted Yue Buqun and Master Dingyi, came to Xiao Yuesheng, and said softly: "Master, I have lost track of you."

    Yue Buqun and Master Dingyi immediately looked at the ground.

    "Well, Tang Ying'e is very relaxed." Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said lightly.

    Seeing what the master said, Jiang Nanyun immediately breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the master must have some clever tricks up his sleeve.

    Xiao Yuesheng led Jiang Nanyun, and Master Dingyi was followed by Yi Lin. Only Yue Buqun was alone and had no disciples.

    Linghu Chong watched them leave, his fingernails digging into his palms, blood flowing out without realizing it, and his desire to work hard became even stronger.
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