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- Chapter 303: Suppression
He came to Yilin, clasped his fists and said solemnly: "Master Yilin, thank you for coming, but Guanyun Villa killed our previous head of the family, we can't just let it go Even if the fish is dead and the net is broken, my Yang family will fight to the end! "
Yi Lin immediately became anxious and said hurriedly: "Master Yang, you"
Yang Zhongchang clasped his fists and said sincerely: "Master Tai, I know this is a bit disrespectful, but our former head of the family had people kill him, but we have to live in an ignoble way, which is really unworthy of our ancestors! I, a member of the Yang family, Ning For jade to be broken, not for tiles to be intact!¡±
Yilin¡¯s delicate eyebrows furrowed and her bright eyes stared at him.
Yang Zhongchang smiled apologetically, turned to Jiang Nanyun and said, "Jiang, no matter how strong your martial arts skills are, you don't want our Yang family to surrender!"
"Giggles, your Yang family is really interesting!" Jiang Nanyun chuckled, the branches of the flowers trembled, and the style was enchanting.
"What do you mean by that?!" Yang Zhongchang snorted angrily, with a sharp look on his face.
Jiangnan Yun suddenly withdrew his smiling face, as cold as ice, and his moving bright eyes were filled with cold lightning. He was so majestic and intimidating that no one dared to look directly at him.
Cold-blade gazes passed over everyone's faces, and she snorted coldly: "My master was too lazy to pay attention to you, and didn't want to pursue it any furtherbut, your Yang family came to assassinate you one after another. If your master's martial arts were a little inferior, , several lives have been lost long ago!¡±
"How can I be lenient when someone from the Yang family kills me?!" Yang Zhongchang sneered.
Jiang Nanyun smiled: "You want to kill my master, how can I spare you?!"
"Then let's see who can kill whom!" Yang Zhongchang looked at her sideways and sneered, confident.
Yi Lin hurriedly stretched out her hand and said softly: "You two can each say a few words, okay?"
She looked almost pleading, and said softly: "Master Yang, although the death of the previous master is related to Guanyun Villa, after all, the deceased is already dead. Presumably he is still in heaven, and he does not want the disciples of the Yang family to lose their lives in vain."
Yang Zhongchang shook his head: "If we can't avenge the previous head of the family, my Yang family will no longer have the face to live in this world, it's better to die!"
Yilin bit her red lips tightly and stared at Yang Zhongchang, anger rising in her heart. This head of the Yang family only thinks about face and revenge, but does not care about the lives of his disciples at all. It is really hateful!
She has a kind nature and rarely gets angry, but at this time she became angry towards Yang Zhongchang.
She has a very soft heart and values ??everyone's life. She never wants to see anyone die. She wishes that all people would be immortal and the world would be peaceful.
"Uncle Junior, this person is so stubborn, it's useless to talk about it, so let's forget it." Jiang Nanyun shook his head, smiled, and persuaded in a low voice.
Yilin took a long breath and looked at Jiang Nanyun with a pleading look: "Nanyun, please spare the Yang family this time!"
Jiang Nanyun showed a look of embarrassment and pondered for a moment. Seeing how pitiful Yilin was, it was too hard to refuse, so he could only nod his head: "Uncle, I'll ask the master."
She stretched out her jade fingers, pinched them on her lips, and let out a clear whistle, soaring straight up into the sky, spreading throughout the entire sky in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, a clear and high-pitched chirping echoed, responding to Jiang Nanyun's clear whistle. A white light flashed past, as if a bolt of lightning appeared in the clear sky, instantly hitting Jiang Nanyun's shoulder.
The white light dissipated, and a snow-white dove stood firmly on her left shoulder.
This pigeon is all white, without a trace of color. It is like white satin, sparkling, and the curvature of every part of the body is beautiful. Looking at it, it feels harmonious and feels comfortable.
Its two eyes are like rubies, sparkling and aura, as if it can see through other people's thoughts.
Jiang Nanyun glanced around, looked at Yang Zhongchang, and said, "Can I borrow some pen and ink? The paper needs to be thinner!"
Yang Zhongchang stared at her for a long time, then snorted, waved his hand, and said angrily: "I will serve you with pen and ink!"
Yang Kerang ran back in person and brought over a low table with pens, ink, paper and inkstones on it, and an embroidery pier beside it.
Jiang Nanyun glanced at Yang Kerang, nodded, and expressed his thanks. He flicked his clothes, sat down, and gently rubbed the ink with his white jade-like hands. His movements were elegant and unhurried.
After grinding the ink, she spread out the paper and started writing in plum blossom regular script. The handwriting was so small that she couldn't see it clearly for a while.
The white dove stood on her left shoulder, its jewel-like small eyes sparkling, seeming to be looking at every word she wrote. Judging from her expression, she seemed to be able to understand it.
Soon, a thin piece of plain paper was written, the ink was dried, and rolled into a small paper tube.
A small bamboo tube was removed from the white pigeon¡¯s paw, and people could see clearly that the white pigeon¡¯s claws were strongPowerful, shining with cold light, it looks quite scary, it is no ordinary pigeon.
"Go!" Jiang Nanyun put the plain paper into a bamboo tube, tied it to the white pigeon's paw, poured a red pill from the bottle, put it into its mouth, smiled softly, and threw it up.
The white dove spread its wings and soared up, just like a white crane soaring into the sky, rising more than ten feet high, circling around the top of the clouds in the south of the Yangtze River, turning into a straight line, rushing up to the sky diagonally, and completely blending into the white clouds in the blink of an eye.
A clear chirping sound came from the sky, misty and misty, as if there was nothing there.
"It flies so fast!" Yilin exclaimed with a look of love on her face.
Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and chuckled: "This is our favorite thing in the villa. Its name is Bai Ling. It flies extremely fast and can return in an hour!"
Yang Zhongchang did not face any further difficulties. He arranged Master Yilin and the others in a courtyard and sent people to watch from a distance.
There is a small pavilion in the courtyard, which is equipped with tables and chairs. They sit in the pavilion, and the courtyard door is open, so they can see clearly inside.
"They are afraid that we will escape!" Jiang Nanyun glanced at the four people on the tree outside the courtyard and shook his head disapprovingly. They were lying among the branches, watching from a distance.
"Junior Sister Yiming, your Yang family's hospitality is very bad!" Senior Sister Yiqing said with a soft smile.
Master Yi Ming lowered his head too much, shook his head and sighed, remaining silent.
"Forget it, forget it, it's just a joke!" Master Yi Qing laughed too quickly, turned to glance at Jiang Nanyun, and chuckled: "Gang Leader Jiang, the order Mr. Xiao gave you is to kill all the Yang family. ?!¡±
"That's not true." Jiang Nanyun put down the tea cup and smiled softly.
"What's that order? Do you want us to hear it?" Master Yiqing asked with a smile.
Jiang Nanyun thought for a while and said with a smile: "You are not outsiders. Even if I tell you, it doesn't matter!"
"Then tell me quickly!" Master Yiqing said hurriedly, glancing at Master Yiming.
Jiang Nanyun did not even look at Master Yi Ming, and said with a chuckle: "Master said that to capture the thief, capture the king first, and remove the head of the Yang family first to serve as a warning to others."
"You've already finished it, haven't you?" Master Yiqing asked with a smile.
Jiang Nanyun shook his head and glanced at the four people over there: "Master is saying that except for the head of the Yang family, isn't the head of the Yang family living well now?!"
Yilin screamed and covered her mouth: "Brother, didn't you mean to get rid of every head of the Yang family?!"
"That's exactly what my master meant!" Jiang Nanyun nodded.
Yilin¡¯s bright eyes widened, showing a look of surprise.
Jiang Nanyun smiled and said: "This time, the Yang family really angered the master and assassinated him four times, each time with the intention of killing someone."
"Master, Mr. Xiao is a decisive and decisive person, and he will not be soft-hearted!" Master Yi Qing said in a low voice.
Yilin nodded, then shook her head: "Brother kills too many people, which will hurt Tianhe!"
"Master said that the way of heaven is ruthless and treats all things as stupid dogs, but he has no mercy." Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, shaking his head.
"Brother really said that?!" Yilin opened her bright eyes in disbelief.
Jiang Nanyun nodded: "How dare I lie to you, Uncle Master?!"
Yilin sighed softly and said: "Alas I have to recite the sutra for a while every day to eliminate the sin of killing for my elder brother!"
"This is the best." Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and nodded.
Yilin thought for a while, begged again, and whispered: "Brother, if you spare them this time, I will not dare to cause trouble again."
Jiang Nanyun smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed: "Uncle Master, if you really want to turn the conflict into friendship, you need to put pressure on that side."
"But they didn't listen!" Yilin said helplessly.
"Uncle Master, you are the leader of the Hengshan Sect. You need to show the majesty of the Five Mountains Sword Sect. If even the small Yang family can't convince you, won't you make the world laugh?!" Jiang Nanyun looked solemn and said: " How can you control others like this? The Hengshan Sect is very dangerous!"
Yilin sighed and nodded: "Yes, I am too weak."
Jiang Nanyun smiled slightly, did not deny it, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Master, people in the martial arts world often take advantage of the hard and not the soft. They discuss things in a loud and angry manner. Instead, they think that they are afraid of them, so they can only use hard against hard to force them to submit. !¡±
"Well, yes." Yilin nodded, feeling concerned.
If it were the past, she would have scoffed at these words and thought they were ridiculous. People in the world are inherently good, how could they be like this? !
But after being the leader for a while, I have come into contact with five things.The eight gates are no longer as pure as the original white paper.
Having seen too many chores, her heart remains as pure as before, but she thinks more broadly when acting.
"The Yang family is so bullying and afraid of the strong!" Jiang Nanyun snorted heavily.
Seeing Yilin's bright eyes wide open with a hesitant expression, Jiang Nanyun sighed: "They dare to fight against the master because they see the master is weak and think they are easy to bully. If they encounter the Hengshan sect, how can they dare to be so presumptuous?" ?!¡±
"If the young master wants to save the Yang family, he must suppress Yang Zhongchang and others. Otherwise, according to my master's temper, he will not spare them!" Jiang Nanyun said in a low voice.
"But" Yilin hesitated.
She thought for a while, if she really followed what Nan Yun said and forcibly suppressed the Yang family, would it be possible? Is the Hengshan Sect really such a powerful deterrent?
She is a little worried that even if the Yang family is suppressed, they will not give up revenge. Instead, they will hate the Hengshan sect together. At that time, there will be endless troubles.
She turned to look at Master Yiqing and Master Yihe.
Master Yiqing thought for a while and said: "What Gang Leader Jiang said is reasonable. The leader needs to suppress them forcefully. We cannot let them follow their own whims and watch them die in vain!"
"That's good, Senior Sister Yiming, we can only offend you." Yilin looked at Monk Yiming with an apologetic look and whispered.
"It's nothing. I'm sorry for the trouble, Master. I think they will figure it out." Master Yi Ming put his palms together and bowed solemnly.
Seeing her like this, Jiang Nan Yun just showed a smile. Master Yi Ming was not confused at all.
"In that case, go and invite Master Yang to come!" Master Yi Lin said.
"Yes." Master Yi Ming nodded, stood up and walked out lightly.
In the blink of an eye, Yang Zhongchang came to the courtyard, following Master Yi Ming.
"Master, what's the matter when you call me? Could it be that Guanyun Villa has already sent a letter?!" Yang Zhongchang clasped his fists and asked loudly, his expression neither humble nor arrogant.
"No." Yilin shook her head, glanced at Yang Zhongchang, clasped her hands together, and said: "Master Yang, I wonder if your Yang family will listen to what I, the Hengshan Sect, say?"
"Of course Yang will listen to what Master Tai said." Yang Zhongchang hesitated for a moment and nodded slowly.
Yi Linxiu¡¯s face sank, and she said softly: ¡°If you don¡¯t listen to me, then the Hengshan Sect and your family will be enemies from now on.¡±
Yang Zhongchang's expression changed when he heard this, and he stared at Yilin closely, trying to tell the truth of her words and determination from her expression.
"As the leader of the Hengshan Sect, I will never change my promise!" She said softly. Since she practiced the Qingxin Jue, her grasp of other people's thoughts has become much faster.
"Yes." Yang Zhongchang nodded heavily, his heart sinking slightly.
Finally, the embarrassment finally came together. Guanyun Villa has a very close relationship with the Hengshan Sect, closer than the Yang family. Now it is very dangerous!
He originally wanted to rely on the Hengshan Sect, but now it seems that instead of becoming friends, they will become enemies!
Yi Linxiu¡¯s face was calm and she said slowly: ¡°Today, if we don¡¯t turn our hostility into friendship with Guanyun Villa, then Hengshan Sect will not be polite!¡±
"Master, are the Hengshan faction going to use their power to bully others?!" Yang Zhongchang shouted, looking at Yilin with a face full of surprise.
"Yes." Yilin looked at him, her bright eyes clear and firm, and said softly: "You have to think carefully about whether the Yang family can bear it!"
She secretly thought of Amitabha and Nan Guanshi Bodhisattva. This was the only way to save them.
Yang Zhongchang's face was gloomy, and his eyes seemed to be able to spit out fire. He lowered his head, thinking in silence, and fell silent for a while.
"You go back and discuss it with everyone." Yilin waved her white jade-like hand and said calmly, looking at Yang Zhongchang with her bright eyes.
With her style, the shadow of Xiao Yuesheng faintly emerged.
Yang Zhongchang raised his head, nodded slowly, turned around and left.
"Nanyun, will he agree?!" Yi Lin suddenly regained her delicate appearance, showing a worried look on her face, and asked timidly.
"Unless they are really tired of living, they can only agree!" Jiang Nanyun snorted.
"If they insist on it to the end, what should we do?" Yilin said worriedly and glanced at the four people outside the door.
The four people seemed to have received the instructions and became more unscrupulous in their exploration. They stood blatantly on the tree and watched here.
Jiangnan Yun Dai frowned lightly, glanced at the four people, and held back his murderous intention. She felt extremely uncomfortable being stared at like this.
A clear cry sounded in the sky, and the clouds in the south of the Yangtze River were delighted when they heard it. They looked up and saw a white light streaking across the sky.It reached her shoulder.
"It's really fast!" Master Yi Qing exclaimed in admiration, looking at the white pigeon standing firmly on Jiang Nanyun's shoulder with fondness.
Baige stood up with her chest high and looked at everyone with pride. She rubbed Jiang Nanyun's hair affectionately and made a cooing sound.
Jiang Nanyun chuckled, reached out and took off the bamboo stick from its claws, and took out a piece of plain paper as thin as a cicada's wing.
She opened the plain paper and glanced at it for a few times. Then she turned to look at Yilin, handed it over, and said, "Uncle, just look at it. It's not that I'm heartless."
Yilin took a look and knew that it was her elder brother's handwriting. Although the font was small, it penetrated the back of the fingers, and there was a hint of elegance. It was a pleasure to look at it.
She turned her bright eyes, glanced at the contents of the plain paper, and sighed helplessly.
"What did Mr. Xiao say?" Master Yi Qing asked anxiously.
Yilin shook her head and sighed, and handed the note back to Jiang Nanyun: "Brother, he still wants to kill someone!"
"Alas Mr. Xiao seems to be really angry. He doesn't even want to give up the head's face. It's really rare!" Master Yi Qing said hurriedly.
"Yes." Yilin nodded and murmured: "The Yang family is really annoying, very irritating My eldest brother has a bad temper, so no wonder he is so angry."
Master Yiqing said solemnly: "Master, we must force the Yang family to bow their heads. Otherwise, who among us can stop Gang Leader Jiang?!"
After saying that, she glanced at Jiang Nanyun, half-smiling.
Jiang Nanyun chuckled, nodded and said: "No! If I make a move, I won't give in intentionally, otherwise, Master will definitely not spare me!"
"How about you pretend that you can't beat us?" Yi Lin's bright eyes lit up, she clapped her hands and shouted.
Jiang Nanyun shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "I just made Master angry. He is still angry with me for a while, but I don't dare to make him angry again!"
Yilin hurriedly encouraged her: "Brother, he doesn't know what's going on here, so what are he afraid of?"
Jiang Nanyun still shook his head: "Master has great supernatural powers and can definitely guess the situation at that time. I can't hide it from him, so I can only tell the truth."
"Nanyun, don't be afraid, I will plead for you in front of big brother!" Yi Lin still refused to give up and said softly, her tone seemed to be pleading.
"Uncle, if I make another mistake this time, Master will not forgive me. I'm afraid even begging for mercy will be useless!" Jiang Nanyun looked at Yi Lin helplessly, spread his hands, and said with a bitter smile.
"Nanyun" Yilin blinked her bright eyes with a moving expression that was hard to refuse.
Jiang Nanyun shook his head and said solemnly: "Unless the Yang family promises not to cause trouble again, I can only follow the master's orders and will not tolerate favoritism."
Seeing how determined she was, Yi Lin felt helpless. She could only pouted her lips and turned to look in the direction of the courtyard entrance, looking forward to the result.
Shaolin
There was silence in the Zen room, the bamboo forest outside was rustling, and the inside of the house seemed even more quiet and spotless.
The layout of the room is very simple, with a few couches, a table and a chair, which means that it is simple and simple, but it is damaged after being damaged.
The sun shines in through the window, and the gentle breeze brings bursts of warmth.
An old monk with white beard and eyebrows is sitting on the couch, his legs are crossed, his body is rising and falling slightly, his breath is rising and falling, he seems to be practicing some internal martial arts.
"Abbott, I have a letter for you." A respectful voice sounded outside, and he stood outside with his hands clasped together.
"Come in." The old monk nodded and took his breath away. He was the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Fang Zheng. He had a high and powerful position and was unparalleled.
"Abbott, this is the letter." A young novice monk came in, about sixteen or seventeen years old, short in stature, thin in body, with a pair of big eyes that moved slightly, full of aura, and he was very smart at first sight.
Master Fang Zheng opened it and read it slowly. A trace of doubt appeared on Baoxiang's solemn face.
The letter was written by Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan Sect. The words were sincere, as if he was describing his daily life. It felt very comfortable to look at and made him feel good about it.
What puzzled Master Fang Zheng was that at the end of the letter, Yue Buqun seemed to casually mention that Ren Yingying should not be treated badly because this person was too important.
"The Huashan Sect has always had a life-and-death feud with the Demonic Sect, and would fight whenever they met. How come at the end, Yue Buqun reminded him not to neglect Ren Yingying - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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