"Fan Shiyi, is the Ghost Dao Sect really going to die at your hands?"

At this time, the headmaster in blue clenched his slender hands, and stood behind the door with his red lips slightly parted, asking softly to himself.

"Keep a low profile and bide your time. Alas, these four words have been spoken most often by the heads of past dynasties!"

Fan Shiyi looked through the screens on the door and window and watched the disciple wearing dark gray robes go away. She sighed softly, turned around and sat back on the couch, and picked up the dark red secret book placed on the couch.

The dark red secret book has a few simple characters written on it, called "The Jue of Underworld Resentment".

This "Grudge Jue" is the best-preserved technique of the Ghost Way Sect today, and it was also passed down by the previous leader of the Ghost Way Sect. If practiced to a great extent, its power will be extraordinary.

However, Fan Shiyi has been a disciple for fifteen years and is a direct disciple of the previous generation of Ghost Tao Sect leader. In terms of talent, she is undoubtedly outstanding. However, the previous generation of Ghost Tao Sect leader passed away.

Fan Shiyi had no one to teach her while practicing the "Underworld Resentment Jue". During the fourteen years, no matter how diligent she was, she could never practice to the level described in this technique.

"There must be something wrong!"

Fan Shiyi put the secret book back on the couch, raised her hands, lowered her head and looked at it carefully.

For fourteen years, she had practiced alone according to the instructions in the exercises, but she could only control some physical objects, and could not condense Qi objects like her master did in front of her.

However, Fan Shiyi has never asked anyone to try it on how powerful it is to control some physical objects.

But how could she know? It wasn't that she didn't want to try, but that she didn't dare to try at all. Once someone from the Taoist sect discovered that ghost Taoism still existed, what was waiting for her would be an overwhelming encirclement and suppression.

Fan Shiyi never thought that her strength could be compared with that of her master. She was seriously injured by someone from the Taoist sect using her master's methods, let alone someone like her who had never even left a thatched cottage.

At that time, she ran out because of fun and was discovered by the Taoist sect. The master was injured by the Taoist sect in order to save her.

He passed away because his injuries were too serious and could not be cured. This has made Fan Shiyi blame herself all these years.

"Master once told me before he died that if there is a tablet in the Patriarch Hall that suddenly emits a dazzling blood-red light one day, it would prove that someone has inherited the martial arts passed down by this Patriarch."

"I think it's time to meet the person who inherited the inheritance from the ancestor of Fenxiu!"

Fan Shiyi said softly.

the other side.

Huashan

It was called [Xiyue] in ancient times.

Also called [Taihua Mountain].

One of the Five Mountains.

On the steep mountain peaks, the trees are surrounded by white clouds, the birds are chirping, the water is flowing, and four or five large houses with pink walls are built high or low on the hillside. It is truly a unique place with unique scenery.

Outside the gate of Huashan Mountain, Ning Zhongze had already received the report that Luo Denuo had returned first, and knew that his senior brother would return to the mountain with all the direct disciples of the Huashan Sect today.

So Ning Zhongze took all the remaining male and female disciples of the Huashan Sect and stood in front of the mountain gate, waiting for the arrival of Yue Buqun and others.

At this time, Ning Zhongze saw his senior brother Yue Buqun in the distance, slowly walking towards the direction of the Huashan Mountain Gate with all the direct disciples of the Huashan Sect.

"Brother!"

As soon as Ning Zhongze saw Yue Buqun, he was filled with joy and said softly.

"Junior sister!"

Upon hearing this, Yue Buqun saw his wife, whom he had not seen for a long time, and couldn't suppress the joy in his heart and immediately replied.

"Meet Master Wife!"

Behind Yue Buqun, the direct disciples of the Huashan Sect all bowed their hands to their master, Ning Zhongze, in unison.

"OK OK!"

"You have worked hard all the way and you haven't eaten yet, right? My wife has prepared meals for you all. Come up the mountain!"

Ning Zhong said to the direct disciples of the Huashan Sect behind Yue Buqun.

"Thank you for your hard work, junior sister!"

Yue Buqun said.

"Mom, my daughter misses you so much."

At this time, Yue Lingshan flew into the arms of her mother, Ning Zhongze, and said softly.

"Shan'er, when you go out, you're just going to have fun with yourself. How can you miss your mother?"

Ning Zhong patted Yue Lingshanyu's back gently and said with a smile.

"Not at all."

"Mom, didn't you say that you would teach me new swordsmanship when I come back?"

Yue Lingshan wrinkled her nose and replied.

"Shan'er! Why are you still as frizzy as a child? I'll teach you new sword skills later."

"You see, your senior brothers must be hungry after traveling all day. Let's go up the mountain to eat first. After eating, my mother will definitely teach you new sword skills!"

Ning Zhong said slowly to his daughter Yue Lingshan.

"Okay mother!"

After hearing what her mother Ning Zhongze said, Yue Lingshan answered happily.

No matter how Xu Xingchen looked at the mother and daughter, they seemed more like sisters than mother and daughter.

"Hey! Senior brother, why don't you see Bai Luo and Qi'er?"

At this time, Ning Zhongze suddenly discovered that among the disciples behind his senior brother Yue Buqun, the eighth disciple Ying Baoluo and the ninth disciple Shu Qi were missing, and he asked with some confusion.

"Poiro, Qi'er and the others... ugh!"

Yue Buqun, who heard this, and the disciples who came down the mountain this time, all felt depressed.

"It's okay...it's okay! It's all over!"

Seeing this scene in front of him, Ning Zhongze also understood and looked at the disciples who were in a low mood and said.

"Let's go! You're all tired! It's time to eat!"

Then all the disciples of the Huashan Sect followed their master Yue Buqun and his wife Ning Zhongze up the mountain and went to the Huashan canteen to eat.

During the meal, Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze were in the room talking about their trip to Hengshan City and the despicable and shameless actions of the Songshan sect members during Liu Zhengfeng's Golden Basin Washing Ceremony.

"You don't know...!"

But I don't know if she didn't want to think of the sad past, but Yue Lingshan outside the room was chattering to the female disciples about her experience of going down the mountain.

Those who heard that they did not follow him down the mountain were envious, and they all regretted not following him down the mountain.

"The deadly swordsman's name is Yan Shisan...!"

Lu Dayou, who had just recovered from his own injury, was like Yue Lingshan. During the meal, he kept talking about following his master's trip to Hengshan City to wash hands with a golden basin.

During this period, how did the notorious [Deadly Swordsman] Yan Shisan cut off the arm of Ding Mian, the great eunuch of the Songshan Sect, known in the world as the [Tota Hand], and how did he seriously injure the second eunuch of the Songshan Sect, known as the [Tota Hand] in the world?

Crane Hand】Lu Bai.

Especially when Lu Dayou mentioned that the deadly swordsman Yan Shisan was so in charge of the Songshan sect's three Taibao, Fei Bin, who was known as the "Great Songyang Hand" in the world, he added some words of jealousy.

The direct disciples of the Huashan Sect were surprised and laughed for a while, but something unexpected happened in one corner. This corner was where Lin Pingzhi was.

It's not that the disciples of the Huashan Sect don't like Lin Pingzhi, their master's new disciple, but in this crisis, everyone is doing their best to face the enemy.

And you hide, regardless of the life or death of your fellow disciples, plus the death of Ying Bailuo and Shu Qi, all the disciples of the Huashan Sect will feel more or less in their hearts.

There was nothing anyone could do about Shu Qi's death. After all, even the extremely cruel [Bone Transforming Palm] in his body could not save him, but what about Ying Bailuo?

If you, Lin Pingzhi, had joined us in fighting the enemy at that time, is there any possibility that Ying Bailuo would not have been seriously injured and would have bled to death in the end?

This was a thorn in the hearts of all the Huashan disciples, and it indirectly led to the fact that no one among the second generation Huashan disciples wanted to sit at the same table with Lin Ping, or even talk to him.

Lin Pingzhi saw that his master's wife, Ning Zhongze, Yue Lingshan, and others were obviously only paying attention to his senior brothers, but they were indifferent to him, a new disciple.

Suddenly a hint of gloom flashed through his heart, especially when Lin Pingzhi's eyes began to flicker when he looked at Xu Xingchen and Yue Lingshan.

After all the disciples of the Huashan Sect had finished eating, Yue Buqun called everyone to gather in the sword practice hall in the middle of the Huashan Sect.

"From now on, Ping'er, you will officially join our Huashan Sect. From now on, you and your senior brothers must unite, love and prosper our Huashan Sect!"

After Yue Buqun asked Lin Pingzhi to formally perform the apprenticeship ceremony, he gave instructions to his direct disciples in front of them.

"It's Master!"

After listening to what their master Yue Buqun said, Lin Pingzhi and the disciples of the Huashan Sect answered in unison.

Seeing that his direct disciples all answered together, Yue Buqun nodded with great satisfaction, and then said to Lin Pingzhi.

"Alright Ping'er, I don't know yet whether you have a good foundation in martial arts!"

"So Ping'er, just show off all the martial arts you have learned before, and let my teacher take a good look at your own martial arts foundation!"

"It's Master!"

When Lin Pingzhi heard his master Yue Buqun's instructions, he immediately stood up and answered.

"Well, Ping'er, let's start!"

Yue Buqun said.

"Clang!" a sound.

Lin Pingzhi unsheathed his sword and immediately used the Lin Family Sword Technique.

"Swish, swish, swish...!"

The sword light flashed, and the "Lin Family Sword Technique" passed down by the Lin family has a total of seventy-two moves, which is the same as the seventy-two steps of the "Evil Sword Technique" passed down by the Lin family.

This set of "Lin Family Sword Techniques" is just for learning the basis of "Evil-Repelling Sword Techniques", so this set of sword techniques is mediocre. Although there are many killing moves in it, it is easy for people to break it.

Even the most basic [Huashan Sword Technique] of the Huashan Sect can completely defeat the [Lin Family Sword Technique] performed by Lin Pingzhi.

At this time, after Lin Pingzhi had used all seventy-two [Lin Family Sword Techniques], the long sword in his hand changed, and he immediately used the Lin Family's ancestral secret skill of seventy-two [Evil-Repelling Sword Techniques].

Yue Buqun, who was standing next to him, was completely indifferent at first when he saw Lin Pingzhi performing the Lin Family Sword Technique.
Chapter completed!