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Yu Canghai didn't reply. With a flick of his robe, the white sleeve that had flown out earlier, now wrapped in chains, flew upwards, still heading towards Jiang Ning.
However, Jiang Ning did not intend to dodge at this moment. Instead, he reached out and grabbed the front of the white sleeve, pulled hard, and a great force came. Yu Canghai's figure flew forward, and Jiang Ning also took advantage of this force to stab over. The two rapidly closed the distance between them.
A cold glint flashed, and the sword's aura was chilling. When Yu Canghai looked up, the eyes of the sword's owner were even colder.
when!
As weapons clashed, Yu Canghai's longsword was knocked away and hovered in mid-air.
"what!"
Yu Canghai roared and raised his palm to strike, unleashing the Qingcheng Sect's Heart-Shattering Palm once again.
With a flash of sword light, Yu Canghai's wrist was severed.
Jiang Ning reached out and grabbed Bai Xiu, then flung her away forcefully.
Bang!
With a flick of his white sleeve, Yu Canghai's body was dragged by the force opposite him and slammed into a tree. With a loud bang, the tree shook and leaves rustled down.
Jiang Ning looked up at the longsword hovering in the air, about to fall. He tapped his toes and kicked the hilt, halting the sword's trajectory. The sword then flew out horizontally, piercing the wind.
call out!
The longsword pierced through Yu Canghai's chest and went straight into the tree trunk.
Yu Canghai stared wide-eyed at Jiang Ning not far away, then lowered his head the next second.
"Master, Master!"
"Master is dead."
"Master is dead."
The Qingcheng disciples who were besieging Jiangning rushed to the tree where Yu Canghai had been nailed to the ground, crying and shouting.
Jiang Ning stood not far away, quietly watching this scene while sensing the internal energy within his body.
So far, his internal energy hasn't been depleted much. Apart from using his internal energy to stun some Qingcheng disciples at the beginning, he has mostly killed people with swordsmanship and rarely used sword energy or internal energy.
Of the four heroes of Qingcheng, only Yu Renhao is still alive. Yu Renhao suddenly turned his head and stared at Jiang Ning with a ferocious expression. The next second, he charged forward.
The remaining Qingcheng disciples also abandoned their previous hesitation and charged forward with bloodshot eyes.
Yu Canghai was the leader of the Qingcheng Sect. They were Qingcheng disciples. When Yu Canghai was alive, they were afraid of Jiang Ning. After Yu Canghai died, they rushed up to him without fear of death. It was strange, but that was the truth.
Jiang Ning pointed his longsword diagonally at the ground, and blood dripped down the tip of the sword.
After a while.
Jiang Ning stood in the center, forcefully flicked the blood off his sword, and then sheathed it.
Jiang Ning walked past a corpse lying in front of him and entered Songfeng Temple.
The Taoist temple was very large and magnificent, and looked very impressive. Compared to it, the buildings of the Huashan Sect looked like latrines.
The Songfeng Temple was unusually quiet and deserted. As Jiang Ning walked through the temple, he only saw some servants hiding behind some cover, looking at him fearfully.
Passing through these layers of luxurious buildings, Jiang Ning unknowingly arrived deep inside the Taoist temple.
Ok?
Jiang Ning noticed that there were rows of dilapidated houses on one side of the dojo, which were completely different from the luxurious and grand buildings in front.
As Jiang Ning drew closer, he saw four or five people dressed as Taoist priests standing in front of him. These priests were thin and their clothes were worn out.
"This humble Taoist has met with Layman Jiang."
An older Taoist priest standing at the front performed a Taoist salute to Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning was somewhat surprised, but still returned the greeting.
"Greetings, Daoist Master."
The middle-aged Taoist priest looked at the bloodstains on Jiang Ning's body and suddenly asked, "Since you were able to come here, Uncle Yu and the others must have already died at your hands, right?"
Uncle Yu?
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning narrowed his eyes slightly, sized up the Taoist priests dressed in tattered clothes, and slowly nodded.
“Master Yu did indeed die at my hands.”
The middle-aged Taoist priest sighed softly.
"My uncle-master has ended up in this state because of evil thoughts, and he has also fallen because of evil thoughts."
Jiang Ning glanced at him, then at the Taoist priests behind him, and suddenly asked, "How should I address you, Taoist Master?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest cupped his hands and said, "My surname is Zhang."
Jiang Ning nodded and then asked, "Master Zhang calls Abbot Yu his senior uncle. Aren't you all Abbot Yu's disciples?"
He had never heard of Yu Canghai having a junior apprentice.
The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled and said, "My master and Uncle Yu were fellow disciples. My master unfortunately passed away years ago, and Uncle Yu later became the abbot of Songfeng Temple."
Decades ago, Changqingzi had more than just Yu Canghai as a disciple; he also had other disciples. The middle-aged Taoist's master was Yu Canghai's senior brother. After Changqingzi returned from a sword duel with Lin Yuantu, he died in despair, and Yu Canghai took over as the sect leader.
Although the middle-aged Taoist priest did not say it explicitly, Jiang Ning probably guessed it; such things were commonplace.
After taking over as the leader of the Qingcheng Sect, Yu Canghai became too lazy to kill these people anymore and drove them here.
Jiang Ning nodded and said nothing more, but said, "Last year, Yu Canghai and his disciples went to Fujian and massacred my Huashan Sect junior brother Lin's entire family and plundered a lot of his family's wealth."
Jiang Ning's intention was clear: he wanted to reclaim Lin Pingzhi's family fortune.
The middle-aged Taoist hesitated for a moment upon hearing this, then said, "My junior brothers and I have been here all these years and have never been over there. We don't know where Uncle Yu put the gold and silver. However, Uncle Yu has a few... um... Daoist partners. May I ask them?"
Jiang Ning nodded: "Then thank you very much, Daoist Master."
After saying this, the middle-aged Taoist priest nodded and left.
During this time, Jiang Ning visited Songfeng Temple again and then waited in front of the temple gate.
Half an hour later, the same Taoist priests arrived carrying a pile of packages. When they reached the gate of the Taoist temple, the corpses scattered on the ground and the stench of blood made them shudder.
At this moment, Jiang Ning stood with his hands behind his back in front of the dojo, looking calm and collected. Behind him were corpses scattered all over the ground, a scene that was deeply imprinted in their minds.
Chapter 129: The Matter Is Over
“Master Jiang, this is all the remaining wealth of your junior brother.”
The middle-aged Taoist priest placed several packages on the ground and bowed to Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning opened it and took a look, and found that it contained jewelry and some mutton fat jade artifacts.
More than a year has passed since the incident at Fuwei Escort Agency. The gold and silver treasures that Yu Canghai seized from Fuwei Escort Agency have either been divided among his disciples or spent, leaving very little behind.
However, these jewelry pieces were the most valuable, especially the jade items, which were quite expensive. Yu Canghai kept them, without distributing them to his disciples, and they were just left in his room. Now they have all been returned.
Jiang Ning gathered all the items together and prepared to descend the mountain.
Before descending the mountain, Jiang Ning glanced at the Taoist priests and asked them a question.
"What are your plans for the future, fellow Taoist priests?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled and said, "Cultivate oneself and help others."
Jiang Ning didn't say anything more.
"Farewell."
Downhill.
The scenery of Qingcheng Mountain is very beautiful, with undulating peaks and lush trees, offering a unique beauty compared to Huashan Mountain.
When Jiang Ning came down the mountain, he found Mao Dou waiting for him at the foot of the mountain, playing and chasing with several children.
The children couldn't resist teasing the tall donkey, which annoyed Maodou to no end. In the end, Maodou chased after the children, who laughed as they ran.
Sometimes, Maodou would pretend to be outrun and stop to catch his breath, and the children would stop and laugh. Then, Maodou would suddenly sprint and knock them down on their bottoms, making them wail. Maodou would stand by and grin mischievously with his big front teeth.
"Okay, stop playing."
Jiang Ning called out, and Maodou, who was grinning with his big front teeth, ran towards Jiang Ning.
"Let's go."
Jiang Ning hoisted Maodou onto his back, and just as Maodou was about to leave, the group of children chased after them, shouting, "Big donkey, don't run away!"
Maodou paused for a moment upon hearing the cries. The children's eyes lit up when they saw it, and they ran over quickly. As they got closer, Maodou suddenly pawed at the ground with its hind legs, kicking up a cloud of dust. The children were covered in dust, their faces filthy, and they burst into tears.
"Ang ang ang~"
Maodou let out a cheerful chirping sound and ran off in a flash.
Hearing their children crying, the peasant women rushed over. Upon seeing the scene, they were furious and began to curse loudly. Some of the more aggressive ones chased after them while cursing, picking up stones from the ground and throwing them at Jiang Ning, but they missed due to the distance.
"You."
Jiang Ning shook his head with a hint of helplessness, while Maodou grinned triumphantly, showing off his big teeth.
As it grew dark, Jiang Ning decided to find a place to stay.
The Emei Sect is several hundred miles away, and it would take several days to get there if he wasn't in a rush. Jiang Ning didn't need to be in such a hurry. Moreover, when he first arrived in Sichuan, Jiang Ning had already hired someone to send a visiting card to the Emei Sect. There was still a long time before he was to pay his respects, so Jiang Ning could take his time.
Jiang Ning is a disciple of the Huashan Sect. Every word and action he takes after leaving home represents the Huashan Sect. In particular, when visiting other sects, he must be very courteous. Otherwise, if Jiang Ning hadn't mentioned it beforehand and had gone straight to visit Mount Emei, it would have seemed too abrupt.
As darkness fell, Jiang Ning stayed overnight at a villager's home before setting off again the next day.
The people of Sichuan were hospitable and did not refuse Jiang Ning's request. Instead, they warmly welcomed him. When Jiang Ning was about to leave the next morning, the villagers wanted to invite him to stay for a few more days.
Jiangning traveled for another two days, and along the way he saw many men and women dressed differently from ordinary Sichuan people. These were Miao people, and their clothing was mainly blue.
The Miao people are distributed in the Yunnan, Guizhou, Sichuan and Hunan regions, and are not commonly seen in the Central Plains.
During the few days that Jiangning traveled, he passed through many Miao villages. The Miao people were very hospitable. The Miao women were lively and generous. What impressed Jiangning most was their laughter, which sounded like silver bells.
"Brother Aning, the sour fish soup is ready."
A Miao child ran towards Jiangning, carrying a bowl in both hands and laughing as he ran.
"Ouch."
The Miao child was running too fast and tripped over a small stone, falling forward and the bowl in his hand flew out.
The child looked up, his face covered in dirt, his little mouth pursed, and his eyes reddened, as if he was about to cry at any moment.
But the child simply stood up, dusted himself off, grinned at Jiang Ning, and lost a front tooth.
"Brother Aning, let me get you another bowl."
After saying that, the Miao child turned around and was about to run back into the house when his body was suspended in mid-air.
"Let's go inside and eat."
Jiang Ning picked him up, wrapped one arm around his chest, and walked into the house.
Inside the house were two elderly Miao people setting out bowls and chopsticks. When they saw Jiang Ning and his grandson enter, the elderly man smiled at Jiang Ning, but his expression turned helpless when he saw the mud on his grandson.
"I told you to slow down, but you didn't listen."
One of the old men took the child from Jiang Ning's arms, patting the dirt off him while muttering to himself.
This family consists of only two elderly people and their grandson. Their son and daughter-in-law were eaten by wild animals when they went into the mountains a few years ago, and the two elderly people raised their grandson alone.
Another old man gestured for Jiang Ning to sit down.
The table was set with Miao ethnic specialties, one of which was the sour fish soup that the child had just served to Jiang Ning.
The Miao people have a strong preference for sour foods, among which sour fish soup is the most famous.
Jiang Ning took a bite and found it to be quite good, with a different flavor from what he usually ate.
After a quick meal, Jiang Ning put down his chopsticks. The Miao child, knowing that he was from out of town, then pestered him to tell him a story.
Jiang Ning wasn't good at storytelling, so he picked out some interesting things he had encountered during his travels and told them to the Miao children. Even though his storytelling skills weren't great, the Miao children listened with sparkling eyes.
night.
The Miao child leaned against Jiang Ning's lap and fell fast asleep, while Jiang Ning gazed at the moonlit sky, pondering the Emei Sect.
The Emei Sect is located at the Golden Summit Temple on Mount Emei. Unlike the Emei Sect in the novel "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber," the Emei Sect of today has undergone significant changes compared to the Emei Sect of a hundred years ago.