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Text Chapter 432: Layout (1) Heading south to Emei (Part 1)

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    Chapter 432: Layout (1) Heading South to Emei (Part 1) After this battle, the Quanzhen Sect¡¯s vitality was severely damaged. Not only was the Chongyang Palace completely occupied by the Mongolian army, but almost all of the elite disciples within the sect were lost.  Except for the group of troops that Wan Yanping took away, only the wandering disciples scattered in the rivers and lakes escaped.  As for the fire at the city gate, which affected Chiyu, the major gangs in the Central Plains who were originally planning to make a profit also suffered numerous casualties this time. Except for the larger gangs such as the Beggar Clan, which were limitedly affected, many small and medium-sized gangs, such as the Shen Fist Sect,  etc., all suffered a catastrophe in this battle. Everyone in the gang was slaughtered, and no one survived. From then on, they completely disappeared from the world and were never heard from again.  And Ah Shu, who had single-handedly facilitated all of this, now sat on his horse, calmly stepped through the mountain of corpses and sea of ??blood in front of him, and rode slowly along the mountain road to the Chongyang Palace.  At this time, this seemingly solemn and majestic hall looked like an old man in his waning years, completely losing its former impressive majesty; only the howling of the mountain wind remained in the empty hall, making sounds that could be heard by human ears.  Sigh; the whole palace also exudes an old atmosphere that is almost desperate, as if it already knows its future fate.  Mongolian soldiers had long adhered to the consistent tradition and swarmed into the apse and other places to search, and moved out all valuable things and took them for themselves. A Shu, who came to the front of the hall, was very interested.  He looked around without doing anything to stop him.  He enjoys all the rights of a victor.  At this moment, a general suddenly came closer and said to Ah Shu: "General, a group of Quanzhen Sect soldiers slipped away quietly from the back mountain. Let's chase them!" Ah Shu's face changed when he heard this news.  Suddenly his smile widened.  After a pause, he seemed to be talking to himself: "There is no need to chase, just let them go. But such a closely linked arrangement is really convincing." After hearing this, the general  As he said this, he couldn't help but feel extremely confused. He didn't understand why the coach wanted to let the enemy escape, and why he said it was an exquisite arrangement.  But now, since the person in charge has given the order, he doesn't have to worry too much, he just needs to carry it out obediently.  Thinking of this, he simply stopped thinking about it and immediately disappeared into the crowd behind him, disappearing into the busy moving team.  Behind Zhongnan Mountain.  Wanyanping led the remaining few hundred people from the Quanzhen Sect through the lush woods.  The sound of laughter and laughter came from far away from the direction of Chongyang Palace, and the mountain wind continued to pour into everyone's ears. On several occasions, some disciples who could not bear their temper wanted to turn around and fight up the mountain, just because people  Everyone was wise, and finally they were stopped by their companions. However, the wanton laughter of the Mongolian army on the mountain echoed in the mountains and fields, making people unable to avoid it, but there was nothing they could do about it. Therefore, everyone could only endure it silently with a gloomy face.  At the same time, we speed up our steps in order to leave this place of trouble and wrong as soon as possible.  After all, in this Zhongnan Mountain area, have Quanzhen disciples ever had to hide and be cautious like this?  But now the situation is forcing everyone to become a bereaved dog. Not only must they beware of the Mongolian pursuers who may come at any time, but there is also a long road ahead, and they don't know how many unknown dangers are waiting for them.  How could Quanzhen disciples, who were respected in the world in the past, easily accept such a miserable situation?  Wanyanping saw this scene, but the emotions in her heart were very complicated.  Let¡¯s not talk about Xiao Yao¡¯s reasons, let¡¯s just say that when Quanzhen Sect was at its peak, when Quanzhen disciples were walking in the martial arts world, which one of them was not high-spirited and satisfied?  Although it is not self-promoting, I feel that identity is much more valuable than other gangsters, but at least no matter which gang you face, you only need to tell your true name, then whether you are in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Huguang, or in  Whether it's black or white, the other party will definitely show off their face, and they will always be polite whether they speak or do things.  The Quanzhen sect at that time was a respected Quanzhen sect, a harmonious and glorious Quanzhen sect.  But what about now?  Looking at the bleak and sad faces behind her fellow disciples and brothers, who were walking like zombies and who had completely lost their energy and energy, Wanyanping felt deeply sad, but she also had a vague feeling of sadness.  I hate the feeling that iron cannot become steel, and even hope that the suffering in front of me can last a little longer.  This is not to say that she has no feelings for the Quanzhen Sect, but because her love is so strong, she naturally develops a sense of ownership.  In fact, as she was walking on the road, she kept thinking secretly in her heart that without this change, the Quanzhen Sect would still be able to stand firm in the world as before and continue to maintain the "Xuanmen orthodoxy" and "the best martial arts in the world".  But behind this glamorous name, how long can the Chongyang ancestor who started it all protect the Quanzhen Sect?  The answer is probably shocking.  Therefore, every time when she thinks of this, Wanyanping doesn't dare to think any further, and when she looks at the few hundred people left behind her, there is a hint of happiness in her eyes.  Because she knew clearly in her heart that if the Quanzhen Sect was left in vain,When the day comes that everything is exhausted, those who are waiting for the Quanzhen Sect may have no choice but to completely perish.  In this world where adding insult to injury has almost become a truth of existence, it would be strange if the martial arts heroes could still allow the Quanzhen Sect that once sat on their heads to survive and retain a glimmer of hope of recovery.  Therefore, although these hundreds of people are now lifeless and almost on the verge of decadence and decadence, as long as they are alive, as long as they can still remember their past glory and always maintain a trace of desire, that is the Quanzhen Sect.  The hope of one day repeating the glory.  Thinking about this, Wanyanping finally felt a little relieved, and the anger and disappointment in her heart about the fragility and vulnerability of these people after being hit gradually began to fade away.  There must be life beyond the road ahead. This is not only her trust in life and the world, but also her trust in the person named Xiao Yao.  Thinking of Xiao Yao, all the negative emotions in Wan Yanping's heart suddenly disappeared, as if he was like a gust of wind, which always had such a power that no matter where he was, he could always blow away all the haze in his heart instantly.  Walking in the lush jungle, all the companions around her were crestfallen. Even if the sun occasionally shone on their faces, it only reflected a bleak look. But Wanyanping kept her head high and kept walking.  , the smile on her face became even brighter.  In the dense forest that blocks out the sky and the sun, she is like a ray of light, illuminating all living things around her.  After adjusting her mood, Wanyanping clarified her thoughts. She remembered what Xiao Yao had said before that a path had been designed for her.  Thinking about this, Wanyanping immediately decided to take these brothers to find Xiao Yao first, and then talk about other things.  With her goal in mind, Wanyanping immediately stopped delaying and started to hurry up.  At this time, although she didn't know where Xiao Yao was specifically, she believed that as soon as she showed up, Xiao Yao would definitely contact her. Therefore, she was not worried at all and just took a step along the road in the direction of Xiangyang.  Walk away.  However, she had just left Zhongnan Mountain, less than ten miles away. At a fork in the road, she saw a person standing at the intersection in the distance, blocking the front of the team.  Wanyanping's heart suddenly tightened when she saw this, secretly wondering if there was an ambush around?  But after all, there was only one person on the other side, and no matter how you looked at it, he didn't look like a Mongolian, so she immediately strode forward without any fear.  As she got closer, she could clearly see that the man opposite him had sharp eyebrows like daggers and looked quite evil, but his face was extremely handsome, and his body was as tall and straight as a Yuan Ting mountain, as motionless as a pine tree.  He couldn't help but admire him, but the bright bald head on his head made people feel a bit nondescript, but it was not obtrusive at all, and it was very harmonious with his handsome appearance.  Looking at the strange man in front of her, Wanyan Ping looked more and more familiar.  Suddenly, a person suddenly popped up in her mind. As the memories spread, the figure became clearer in her mind, and gradually overlapped with the man in front of her.  Finally, she cried out in surprise: "Yang Guo, why are you here?"
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