The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun

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Jiang Ning didn't waste any words. He snatched a sword from a Songshan disciple and killed him. Then he leaped up and headed deep into the Zen temple, moving with incredible speed.

Meanwhile, the commotion on Yue Buqun's side grew louder and louder, attracting many disciples of the Songshan Sect to rush over there.

Jiang Ning searched through the rooms of the Zen temple and soon arrived at the main hall.

The lobby was brightly lit.

Jiang Ning drew his sword and went inside, where he witnessed the scene before him.

Tianmen Daoist sat leaning against a pillar in the main hall, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his hair disheveled and looking quite disheveled.

On the other side, Zuo Lengchan stood not far away, watching him expressionlessly.

Tianmen Daoist clutched his chest with one hand, pointed his sword at Zuo Lengchan, and said sternly.

"Zuo Lengchan!"

"You really didn't abandon your martial arts skills!"

Chapter 397: The Pinnacle of Skill

Shaolin Temple.

"Senior brother, the Five Mountains Sword Sect has been disbanded. This is truly a cause for celebration."

After receiving Zhenshanzi, Jiefeng, and other sect leaders, Fang Sheng spoke to Fang Zheng.

Now that only he and his fellow apprentice were in the room, Fang Sheng could no longer hide his joy.

"Senior brother, you are truly a prophet."

Fang Sheng couldn't help but admire Fang Zheng.

Before the Five Mountains Alliance Leaders Conference began today, the forensic expert had already predicted that the Five Mountains Sword Sect would disintegrate, and it turned out that it really did.

Fang Zheng smiled slightly.

"In fact, judging from the way the Left Sect Leader does things, the disintegration of the Five Mountains Sword Sect was inevitable."

Fang Sheng was still extremely excited.

"Senior brother, now that the Five Mountains Sword Sects have disbanded, shouldn't we start trying to win over the Hengshan Sect and the Hengshan and Taishan Sects?"

After the disintegration of the Five Mountains Sword Sects, Fang Sheng was certain that the Hengshan sects must be in a state of confusion. If Shaolin extended an olive branch to them at this time, he believed they would not refuse.

Now is the perfect time to subdue them.

Fang Zheng couldn't help but nod in agreement.

"We can now arrange for further contact with the Hengshan, Taishan, and Hengshan sects."

"Senior brother, what about Mount Hua..."

Fang Sheng looked somewhat hesitant at this moment.

Upon hearing this, Fang Zheng's expression darkened slightly.

Mount Hua... Mount Emei...

Yue Buqun...

Fang Zheng frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head.

"Don't worry about Huashan for now. Our main task is to win over Hengshan, Taishan, and Hengshan Sect. Once we subdue these three sects, Huashan Sect will be no threat."

The relationship between the Huashan Sect and the Emei Sect is very close now. Fang Zheng is somewhat wary of the Emei Sect, and consequently feels that the Huashan Sect is also a bit troublesome. Out of caution, Fang Zheng plans to first take down the three sects of Hengshan, and then slowly make his move.

"Ok."

Fang Sheng nodded, his expression showing a hint of regret.

"What a pity. If we could bring Jiangning under our Shaolin Temple, it would surely elevate our temple to a higher level."

Fang Sheng still couldn't forget Jiang Ning.

"It's not urgent."

There's no rush for the diagnosis.

Although he also wanted a disciple like Jiang Ning, the most important thing for Shaolin at the moment was to stabilize the situation in the martial arts world.

Ren Woxing has returned to the martial world. He needs to win over the Five Mountains Sword Sects after their disintegration, deal with the changes in the Emei Sect, and do many other things.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but rub his temples.

"correct."

Fang Zheng suddenly remembered something and asked, "Have you contacted Senior Feng since we returned from Mount Hua last time?"

Fang Sheng shook his head.

"No."

Fang Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Last time, Senior Feng asked me to help the Huashan Sect overcome its difficulties, but by the time we arrived, it was already over. Senior Feng probably doesn't know about it yet. Go to Shaanxi again and tell Senior Feng about these things. Also, please tell him that I have always remembered the life-saving grace he gave you back then. If Senior Feng has any requests in the future, I will do my best to fulfill them."

"Yes, senior brother."

Fang Sheng nodded, then added, "Senior Feng had been hesitant about our proposal before, but now that Sect Leader Yue has managed the Huashan Sect to its current state, I'm afraid he's even less likely to agree."

Fang Zheng frowned upon hearing this.

He had always thought that Feng Qingyang was a member of the Sword Sect and wanted to use Feng Qingyang's hatred for the Qi Sect to collude with others to remove Yue Buqun from power and install a puppet to control the Huashan Sect, so that the Huashan Sect would be in the hands of Shaolin. But he never expected that such a thing would be exposed today.

Feng Qingyang was not actually a member of the Sword Sect.

No wonder Feng Qingyang has never agreed to their proposals over the years.

Thinking about this made Fang Zheng feel somewhat depressed.

You should have said you weren't a member of the Sword Sect earlier. You've wasted so many years of my time.

That old geezer is really wicked.

"This old monk truly did not expect that Senior Feng was not a member of the Sword Sect. It seems that we may have been misled by Senior Feng's swordsmanship and thought that he was from the Huashan Sword Sect."

Despite feeling down, Fang Zheng managed to adjust his mood.

"But since it's all in the past, there's no need to dwell on it. Since Elder Feng has been out of the public eye for so many years, he probably has no intention of returning to the martial world and just wants to live a carefree life. Let's not bother him any further."

Now that he knew Feng Qingyang's true identity, Fang Zheng felt that he had to be extremely cautious when dealing with the Huashan Sect.

Previously, he had always thought that Feng Qingyang harbored hatred towards the Qi Sect. He hadn't shown his face for so many years, watching Yue Buqun struggle to support the Huashan Sect alone. So even if he later attacked the Huashan Sect, Feng Qingyang wouldn't care. But now, that might not be the case.

Feng Qingyang is not a member of the Sword Sect, which means that he doesn't actually hate the Qi Sect that much. At most, he's just angry, but he still has feelings for them. Otherwise, he wouldn't have personally gone down the mountain last year to ask Shaolin for help.

Fang Zheng believes that if the targeting of the Huashan Sect becomes too obvious, the hidden bomb in the back mountain of Huashan will be unleashed.

Even if we were to target the Huashan Sect, we should at least wait until Feng Qingyang is dead.

Fang Zheng thought to himself silently.

He was already very old, and Feng Qingyang was even older than him. He believed that Feng Qingyang was nearing the end of his life and only had a few years left to live. Once Feng Qingyang died, Shaolin would have already subdued the Hengshan sects, and then they could attack the Huashan sect without restraint.

"Yes, senior brother."

Fang Sheng nodded.

After arranging everything, Fang Zheng also felt sleepy.

Thinking is the most mentally taxing thing.

"Senior brother, I'll take my leave now."

Fang Sheng, being quite perceptive, prepared to leave, but at that moment a noisy commotion suddenly arose outside.

What's going on outside?

Fang Zheng frowned and said.

Bang!

The door was opened, and a monk rushed in.

"Abbot, a fire has broken out on Mount Song! The Songshan Sect is fighting with several other sects, including those from Mount Hua and Mount Tai!"

Fang Sheng was about to reprimand the monk when he heard these words and was startled, and subconsciously spoke up.

"What did you say?"

Fang Zheng had already stood up, and in a flash, he disappeared from sight.

Upon arriving outside the courtyard, many Shaolin disciples stood and looked towards the distant mountains, discussing amongst themselves.

Fang Zheng looked up and saw that it was in the direction of Shengguan Peak.

Shaoshi Mountain and Shengguan Peak are not far apart, but they are still some distance apart. Fang Zheng actually saw flames shooting into the sky on Shengguan Peak from here.

"what happened?"

The patient's condition was characterized by uncertainty and unease.

Meanwhile, Chongxu, Zhenshanzi, and the others had already arrived.

"Abbot, I heard that the Sect Leader of Shangyue Sect on Mount Song and the others are fighting with the Songshan Sect?"

Chongxu spoke up.

"The most urgent thing for everyone is to go up Mount Song and take a look first."

Fang Zheng didn't explain anything; he had only just learned about it himself. The group, consisting of disciples from several sects, hurriedly headed towards Mount Song.

When the group arrived at Shengguan Peak, they heard shouts of battle from the mountainside and could even see flames and thick smoke billowing from the peak in the distance.

Fang Zheng and the others dared not linger and began to climb the mountain. When they reached the summit, they found corpses everywhere.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Disciples of the Songshan Sect clashed with disciples of several Huashan Sects, and a large number of martial arts practitioners also joined the battle.

The stench of blood was overwhelming.

Everyone who witnessed this scene was shocked.

"Where is Sect Leader Yue?"

Zhenshanzi asked.

Just then, a loud shout rang out from not far away.

"Leaving Sword Style!"

The sound drew everyone's attention.

A group of martial arts practitioners and disciples of Mount Song surrounded one person.

That person was none other than Linghu Chong.

At this moment, Linghu Chong's figure kept weaving through the crowd's encirclement and attack. His sword had already left his hand and was constantly flying around him. With each flight, someone became a corpse.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

The crowd looked on in astonishment and disbelief.

Does the Huashan Sect possess such swordsmanship?

Fang Zheng's gaze had now turned serious.

"The Nine Swords of Dugu..."

He had already recognized that Linghu Chong was now using the Dugu Nine Swords.

Feng Qingyang actually passed on his swordsmanship to Linghu Chong?

"What exquisite swordsmanship."

Chongxu spoke up.

"Such exquisite swordsmanship exists in the world."

Zhenshanzi couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

At this moment, Linghu Chong seemed to be controlling the sword to kill people with his mind, which was very much like the methods of a god. However, those present were all leaders of various sects and top masters in the martial arts world with extraordinary martial arts skills.