pertwk Chapter 129 The Plan is Disrupted
Chapter 129 The Plan is Disrupted
Chapter 129 The Plan is Disrupted
[The host rewrote the fates of Liu Zhengfeng, Qu Yang, and others, successfully obtaining 100 Life Sources.]
The mountain road was winding and shrouded in mist.
Yue Buqun walked at the head of the group, dressed in a blue robe and carrying a sword, his steps leisurely.
Behind him, the disciples of Mount Hua followed silently, none of them daring to utter a sound.
Yue Buqun's steps were steady, but his mind was not so steady.
The scene of Liu Zhengfeng retiring from his criminal life kept replaying in his mind.
Chen Yuan's three palm strikes.
too fast.
Even Yue Buqun himself wondered if, even if he were in that position, he might not be able to dodge the combined attack of those three.
No, it's not that it's not necessarily true, it's that it's simply unavoidable.
He saw the three men make their moves clearly: Ding Mian's palm strike was fierce, Lu Bai's sword strike was sharp, and Fei Bin's stab was even more insidious and ruthless.
If it were him, he would only risk taking a palm strike and a sword strike to protect himself before trying to retaliate.
But what about Chen Yuan?
step.
Just one step.
Then, with three palm strikes, the three people were sent flying.
This wasn't some sophisticated technique; it was pure, overwhelming power.
Just like an adult hitting a child, no tricks are needed; the child falls down with a simple gesture.
Yue Buqun's fingers curled slightly inside his sleeve.
The Evil-Repelling Sword Manual.
These four words were like a thorn stuck in his heart, impossible to remove.
They had made too many arrangements beforehand, even including Lin Pingzhi, and had even sent their daughter away.
All for the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual.
But then Chen Yuan appeared out of nowhere and disrupted all his plans.
Yue Buqun secretly sent people to investigate Chen Yuan's background.
The bodyguards of Fuwei Escort Agency in Fuzhou, who were previously unknown, suddenly appeared, and then the Qingcheng Sect disappeared.
Whether Yu Canghai is dead or alive remains unknown to this day.
But judging from the tone of Chen Yuan's voice that day, he was most likely dead.
Although the Qingcheng Sect is not as powerful as the Five Mountains Sword Sect, it is still a major sect.
Yu Canghai's martial arts skills were not weak, and his swordsmanship was unpredictable. Even if he was not as good as me, he was not far behind.
Yet this sect leader, leading all his elite troops to steal the sword manual from the Fuwei Escort Agency, was ultimately wiped out.
The Evil-Repelling Sword Manual.
It must be the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual.
Yue Buqun's gaze fell on the winding mountain road ahead, his expression calm and composed, but his heart was churning with turmoil.
He needs an opportunity.
An opportunity to get close to Chen Yuan.
Of course, it wasn't for fighting; he wasn't stupid enough to fight that kind of monster.
He just wanted to see what secrets that sword manual held that could transform an unknown bodyguard into a top figure in the martial arts world.
Yue Buqun had considered one possibility.
If Chen Yuan hadn't practiced the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual, and was simply that strong...
What kind of person must have taught him martial arts?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
Yue Buqun paused for a moment, then resumed his normal pace.
He was unwilling to believe this possibility.
Yue Buqun took a deep breath, suppressing these thoughts, and still wore that gentle and refined smile on his face.
At this moment, the remaining twenty-odd disciples of the Huashan Sect came down from the peak to greet them, and the group exchanged pleasantries as they ascended the mountain.
Upon reaching the summit, a beautiful middle-aged woman came out to greet us.
It was Ning Zhongze, Yue Buqun's wife.
Yue Buqun pushed open the door of the Suoyoubuwei Pavilion, walked in, and sat down in the grand master chair in the center.
The disciples filed in and lined up on both sides.
Yue Buqun picked up the teacup, took a sip, and put it down.
"This time, I'm going down the mountain."
He spoke, his voice gentle.
"Thank you all for your hard work."
The disciples all spoke up.
"I dare not."
Yue Buqun nodded, his gaze slowly sweeping over the crowd, finally settling on the figure at the end of the line.
Linghu Chong stood there, his blue robe still stained with blood that hadn't been washed off.
That was seeping from the wound on his own arm.
He leaned against the door frame, standing awkwardly, and pulled out a wine gourd from somewhere, secretly bringing it to his lips.
Yue Buqun looked at him, and that feeling of irritation welled up in his heart again.
This apprentice was someone he had watched grow up since he was a child.
Gifted with exceptional intelligence and high comprehension, he is the most outstanding disciple of the Huashan School in this generation.
He had once thought that when he got old, he would pass on the position of sect leader to him.
But this apprentice is so unreliable.
He drinks all day, gets into trouble, and is never serious.
This time, everyone else obediently followed the group down the mountain.
He went off alone to rescue some little nun, and almost got caught by Tian Boguang, that womanizer.
But saving lives is a good thing.
Yue Buqun acknowledged this.
So he didn't actually intend to punish Linghu Chong.
Although this kid got drunk again and missed the chance for Liu Zhengfeng to retire from his life of crime.
But if you miss it, you miss it; it's better not to go to that handwashing banquet.
Seeing Chen Yuan make a move actually made people feel uneasy.
Yue Buqun picked up his teacup and took another sip.
"There are two things I need to explain to you before I come down the mountain."
The disciples stood at attention and listened.
"The first thing."
Yue Buqun put down his teacup and glanced at everyone.
"You all witnessed Liu Zhengfeng's affair firsthand."
"This is the consequence of associating with members of the demonic sect."
"Although the Songshan Sect acts domineeringly, the rule that good and evil cannot coexist has been an ironclad law in the martial arts world for centuries."
He paused, his voice deepening.
"From this day forward, any disciple of Mount Hua who encounters members of the Demonic Sect shall be killed without mercy."
"Do not befriend him, do not speak with him, and certainly do not address him as a brother."
"Anyone who violates this rule will be dealt with according to the sect's regulations."
All the disciples responded in unison.
Yue Buqun's gaze fell on Linghu Chong.
"Chong'er".
Linghu Chong was looking down at the tips of his shoes when he heard this, so he looked up.
"Master."
"Did you hear what I just said?"
Linghu Chong opened his mouth.
He heard it clearly.
But he was thinking about something else entirely.
On the way back, Lu Dayou quietly told him what happened at the Liu residence.
That bodyguard Chen Yuan sent the three great bodyguards of Songshan flying with three palm strikes, and killed Ding Mian with a hidden weapon.
Lu Dayou spoke with great enthusiasm, captivating Linghu Chong.
Three palm strikes.
Just three slaps.
He recalled that night outside the cave, when that lazy voice asked, "Do you need bodyguards?"
The man spoke as if he were asking about the weather, but his actions were earth-shattering.
I wish I could see it with my own eyes.
Unfortunately, drinking leads to trouble.
Linghu Chong clicked his tongue in annoyance.
"Chong'er?"
Yue Buqun's voice rang out again, this time with a hint of doubt.
Linghu Chong snapped out of his daze and realized that his master was staring at him, as were all his fellow disciples.
He paused for a moment, then remembered the question his master had just asked.
Encountering members of a demonic cult... show no mercy?
He recalled Yilin's terrified eyes in the cave that night.
That little girl was almost harmed by Tian Boguang.
She was saved by herself.
It was Chen Yuan who killed Tian Boguang.
But what if you encounter someone from a demonic cult?
If a member of the evil cult is in danger, should you save them?
he does not know.
He really didn't know.
"Disciple..." Linghu Chong hesitated for a moment, "I heard you clearly."
Yue Buqun looked at him.
Looking at his hesitant face.
Looking into his shifty eyes.
The pent-up frustration that had been building up inside me suddenly surged up.
Is it hard to understand the phrase "kill without mercy"?
Or perhaps he was also thinking about Liu Zhengfeng's affair and felt that associating with the Demonic Sect wasn't a big deal?
Yue Buqun recalled Liu Zhengfeng's face.
I remember that he would rather have his whole family killed than kill Qu Yang.
I recall the stubbornness with which he spoke of "the intersection of music and rhythm".
Then he remembered Chen Yuan.
Yue Buqun picked up his teacup, then put it down again.
"Chong'er".
Linghu Chong looked up.
"You went down the mountain this time, deserted the group without permission, ventured into dangerous territory, and fought with Tian Boguang, a notorious womanizer..."
Linghu Chong's heart tightened.
Is Master planning to settle scores later?
"But considering that you saved the Hengshan Sect disciples and rendered meritorious service, I originally did not want to pursue the matter further."
Linghu Chong breathed a sigh of relief and was about to grin.
"but..."
Yue Buqun's voice fell silent.
"Your drinking caused you to miss the grand gathering at the Liu residence, which is a dereliction of duty."
"Just now, when I was setting the rules, you were absent-minded and hesitant, which was a breach of etiquette."
"Neglect of duty and misbehavior are tantamount to arrogance."
What should be done about the arrogant?
Linghu Chong immediately knelt down.
"This disciple is guilty."
Yue Buqun snorted, his expression quite stern.
"You're sentenced to a year of seclusion to reflect on the whole thing and correct your mistakes."
Linghu Chong opened his mouth.
He had originally thought that if he ever saw Chen Yuan again, he would definitely ask him for advice.
it's good now.
He spent a year facing the wall in meditation.
Don't think about anything.
He lowered his head, gave a wry smile, and bowed.
"Yes, disciple humbly accepts the punishment."