Chapter 50: Accepting disciples

Regarding Wang Fuqiang's fallacies and evil sayings, the ancestor named Li was helpless and could not help but worry about the future of the Yunling Sect.

With this guy's nature, if he really takes over the power of the Yunling Sect in the future, he still doesn't know what kind of situation he will bring the Yunling Sect to.

However, although there is a distinction between good and evil in the sword energy mountains and rivers, it is not that serious. Otherwise, Baiyanlou would not have become one of the six major sects, otherwise there would not have so many monsters in the mountains around Yunling Sect...

So even if Wang Fuqiang really led the Yunling Sect to the Demon Sect and turned into a sect like Baiyanlou, as long as it is still called the Yunling Sect, as long as it is still one of the six sects, as long as it can become the leader of the six sects like Xuanyang Sect, then all the problems are not a problem.

What's more, this guy is the exiled immortal who is most expected to lead a sect out of the sword energy mountains and rivers in history.

He still looks forward to what kind of world is beyond the mountains and rivers? After living for hundreds of years.

So if he could see Wang Fuqiang grab the young master of Baiyanlou to the Yunling Sect, he didn't care. He just hoped that in his lifetime, he could see Wang Fuqiang lead Yunling Sect to leave the sword energy mountains and rivers and stand on a brand new world.

What I have been asking for throughout my life is just that.

...

After Yu Qiuya left Yunling Sect, she did not return to Baiyanlou directly, but instead asked the disciples of Baiyanlou to attack Yunling Sect.

It was just that the attack was not strong, but many people died on both sides.

After the founder of the Yanlou, there were few sects who came to find trouble for the Yunling Sect, but intermittently, the Yunling Sect suffered huge losses and had become the bottom of the six sects. Even some of the subordinate forces of the Yunling Sect have changed their sects one after another. If this continues, the Yunling Sect will be squeezed out of the six sects, which is only a matter of time.

In recent times, everyone in the Yunling Sect has been busy, busy taking care of the things in the sect and repairing the mountains damaged by the battle. Wang Fuqiang seems to be idle and can only wander around the Yunling Sect.

Many disciples of the Yunling Sect had never seen this youngest uncle in the Yunling Sect, and they couldn't help but talk about it privately, so they became curious about the young uncle. However, as this guy carried half an embroidered knife around, everyone had a feeling of "but this is the case" after seeing the so-called uncle in the family, and they no longer had any expectations.

On this day, Wang Fuqiang was wandering around the outer gate. Because the ban on the mountain gate had not been lifted, the elixir market and spiritual weapon market of the outer gate were always paralyzed, so Wang Fuqiang naturally had no money to make money.

If Wang Fuqiang doesn't make money, it doesn't mean that others don't make money. Especially those disciples who invested Yuanshi in Wang Fuqiang, have now recovered and started asking for money.

Wang Fuqiang had no money, so Shui Yunfeng naturally had no money to fill the gap. Fortunately, he had fought repeatedly during this period and these things were temporarily put aside. But once the Yunling Sect began to operate normally, this problem would still appear.

Because many people died in Yunling Sect this time, many of the documents placed on Wang Fuqiang's place have lost their function, and the Yuanshi placed on Wang Fuqiang's place has completely become Wang Fuqiang's bag. Wang Fuqiang, who has just taken this money, is not happy at all.

So he found the Interior Department, took out all the Yuanshi, and added a layer on the basis of making profits, so that the Interior Department could help with the handling to see if the money could be delivered to their family. If it really doesn't work, it would be regarded as the cost of repairing the Yunling Sect.

In this way, Wang Fuqiang, who had no money, was even more poor. After thinking about it, he could only focus his attention on Wang Jingxuan.

One code is converted into one code. The Yunling Sect is indeed suffering the current losses because of itself, but in the same way, the Yunling Sect also wants to get benefits from itself. This is just a disguised investment.

So what I put in Wang Jingxuan is still my own, and I have the right to take it back to solve the problems I am facing now.

Wang Fuqiang's problem is no less than that of Yunling Sect. Because of the continuous battle, all institutions of Yunling Sect are completely paralyzed. Now almost everyone is short of money, so the entire outer sect naturally remembers the money placed on Wang Fuqiang.

In other words, Wang Fuqiang not only has to settle the interest, but also take out all the principal this time. That is not a small amount, and this money can really solve the situation of the outer door. With this money, the outer door can resume normal operation in the shortest time. Only when the outer door resumes normal operation can Wang Fuqiang continue to make money.

Wang Jingxuan has been very busy recently and was suddenly asked by Wang Fuqiang to ask for the account. He was so troubled that he had to give it to him.

If it were before, he could make excuses Wang Fuqiang, but now Wang Fuqiang is his junior uncle, once or twice, and if the number of times is too many, if this junior uncle gets angry, no one in the entire Yunling Sect can suppress it, and then it will only add fuel to the fire.

So Wang Jingxuan could only take Wang Fuqiang to his residence, pull out a wooden box from under the bed, push it to Wang Fuqiang, and smiled and said, "The spiritual treasures and medicinal materials are all inside, there are not a single one, as for the secret method..."

Wang Fuqiang opened the box, a box full of storage bags, but it was obviously much less than before. After hearing this, Wang Fuqiang couldn't help but raise his head.

Wang Jingxuan smiled awkwardly and said, "There are not many secret techniques in Yunling Sect, so I will fill them in the Tibetan Pavilion first. But don't worry, I have told the Internal Affairs Office that I will only rent and not sell them. When the matter of Yunling Sect is solved, I will take them all back and send them to the uncle in person."

Wang Fuqiang thought for a while and said, "Forget it, just think it's my contribution to Yunling Sect."

After saying that, he closed the box and picked it up, he stared at Wang Jingxuan and said, "You are planning. After working on it for a long time, I spent so much money and learned so many secret techniques, but in the end it was all my own."

Wang Jingxuan could only laugh.

Wang Fuqiang was about to leave with the box in his arms, and Wang Jingxuan suddenly said, "By the way, if there is nothing to do tonight, I want to talk to you about something."

Wang Fuqiang stopped, did not answer, nodded, and walked out.

Wang Fuqiang returned to his residence with the box, selected all afternoon, and then sold all the unnecessary medicinal materials and spiritual treasures. Because of the special period, the price of Yunling Sect was relatively harsh. If it weren't for Wang Fuqiang's identity, he would have been afraid that all the treasures would be sold, and the money of the outer disciples might not be able to be filled.

In addition to Wang Fuqiang, there are many people who come to resell, and of course, most of them donate. Because the Yunling Sect now does require a lot of money to repair, and these spiritual treasures will be sold outside through channels. It is unknown whether they will eventually enter other sects or fall into the world.

After Wang Fuqiang got the money, he went to Shuiyun Peak at the outer gate to find the head of the square.

Now Fang Qingping is responsible for all the matters in the outer sect, so those disciples of the outer sect will naturally find Fang Qingping directly, but Fang Qingping has no money, so she can only find Wang Fuqiang.

Seeing Wang Fuqiang appearing in Shuiyun Peak, Fang Qingping finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked someone to take over the Yuanshi sent by Wang Fuqiang and distribute it.

In the room, Fang Qingping poured a cup of tea for Wang Fuqiang and brought it to Wang Fuqiang, but she did not dare to sit down. She seemed a little restrained and her mood was even more complicated.

Wang Fuqiang frowned and said, "The head of the square is also sitting."

Fang Qingping hurriedly shook her head and said, "Disciple, don't dare."

Wang Fuqiang was stunned and said, "If you want to sit, you can sit. What's the point of not daring?"

Fang Qingping sat down, still looking very reserved.

Wang Fuqiang picked up the cup, looked at her, and sighed softly.

They also sat here the same time last time, and it seemed much more pleasant at that time. Now that they have changed their identities, they seem to be separated.

Hearing Wang Fuqiang sigh, Fang Qingping raised her head and happened to meet Wang Fuqiang's eyes, and then hurriedly lowered her head.

Wang Fuqiang is still the same Wang Fuqiang, and Fang Qingping is still the same Fang Qingping, but compared to the last time, there are two more seniority between them.

To count it, Fang Qingping's master is from the same generation as the head of the sect, so she should call Wang Fuqiang "Uncle Master", but for some reason, she just couldn't call it out.

Wang Fuqiang still rubbed the teacup with his fingers as he did last time, and said, "The seat of the square seems to have changed."

Fang Qingping was stunned and hurriedly stood up and said, "Please... Master Uncle Master's advice."

Wang Fuqiang's heart was shocked by this call of uncle.

He smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that it is not that the leader of Fang has changed, but that the relationship between us has changed."

He raised his hand to signal Fang Qingping to sit down, and said, "I originally thought about having some story with Fang Shouzhu, but now it seems that there is no possibility. This is really a miscalculation."

Fang Qingping was stunned.

Wang Fuqiang put down the teacup and stood up and said, "Okay, I know that Fang Shouzou actually looked down on me at all. He was just a joke, but there is a saying that is true. Fang Shouzou smiles more and looks much better."

After saying that, he walked out and muttered, "I don't know who made the bullshit rules. Why can't we have sex if we are not a whole generation? Yang Guo also married his aunt... But it seems that it is indeed a bit too much for the uncle and granddaughter to marry his nephew. Alas..."

Fang Qingping listened, her face full of surprise.

She really didn't know Wang Fuqiang at all. She even didn't like Wang Fuqiang's unruly personality. But strangely, she would always think about the ridiculous things that Wang Fuqiang did without control.

When she stood in the inner gate square that day, when the ancestor announced that Wang Fuqiang had become the sixth generation disciple of the Yunling Sect, she was first surprised and then lost.

It was from that time that she forced herself not to think about anything about Wang Fuqiang, and then there were battles after battle, and her fellow disciples kept dying. She did forget them all, and she thought she had forgotten that she could continue to practice without distractions again. In fact, she did do this.

But when she heard that the Tai Chi Sect leader Wu came, Wang Fuqiang actually asked the young master of the Tai Chi Sect to enter the Yunling Sect, she felt uneasy inexplicably uncomfortable. When the Wu Sect leader was so angry that he left the Yunling Sect, she actually felt relieved.

Then there was the arrival of the young master Bai Yanlou, and she had the same mood again, so she became confused, worried about gains and losses, and in a daze...

Then she believed that she was actually moved and looked down upon the kind of person she had always looked down upon.

The most ridiculous thing is that when she found out, that guy had become her uncle.

This is like God was making a big joke with her, and more like the punishment that the master's spirit in heaven punished her for being unable to stick to her heart of Tao.

She looked at the cup on the table, and the tea was still breathing, but he didn't drink it, and he would never come here again, sit here again, and would never have the chance to drink the tea he poured.

She could still meet him, but only through cooperative relationships and as her junior niece and granddaughter.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile bitterly.

After a long time, she held the teacup on the table in her hand, and it was still warm. She also imitated Wang Fuqiang, rubbed the teacup gently, then put the teacup to her mouth, and took a sip.

"Clang!"

She threw the teacup to the ground, shattering the teacup and splashing the tea water all over the floor.

...

The bright moon is in the sky, but there is not a single star.

According to the agreement, Wang Fuqiang wanted to find Wang Jingxuan, so he walked directly to Wang Jingxuan's residence.

He didn't know what Wang Jingxuan was going to say to him, but it was definitely not a trivial matter.

Wang Jingxuan's door was not closed, it seemed that he was just waiting for Wang Fuqiang to arrive.

Wang Fuqiang walked in directly.

Seeing Wang Fuqiang coming, Wang Jingxuan hurriedly bowed, then personally pulled a stool for Wang Fuqiang to sit down, poured Wang Fuqiang a cup of tea, and then sat down opposite Wang Fuqiang, but he didn't say anything, as if thinking about where to start.

Wang Fuqiang didn't urge him, and slowly drank tea.

Wang Fuqiang took out a booklet and handed it to Wang Fuqiang, saying, "Regularly speaking, as a junior, I shouldn't ask for anything from my junior teacher, but I still think that my junior teacher should know these people."

Wang Fuqiang was stunned, put down the teacup, picked up the booklet, and after opening it, it was full of names, densely packed with people, without any introduction.

Wang Fuqiang turned his puzzled eyes to Wang Jingxuan.

Wang Jingxuan looked a little sad and said slowly: "In fact, this time, the one who suffered the biggest loss was not Yunling Sect, but these people."

Wang Fuqiang didn't say anything, but looked at the names, they were all very ordinary and simple. Some were called Zhang San, some were called Li Er, and some were called Wang Mazi...

Wang Jingxuan continued: "These people are all from the world, and there is no sect. Except for me, no one knows their name. They have lived a simple life, and they don't fight for anything or rob anything. They will only fight for once in their lifetime, and this time, they are destined to lose their lives."

He paused for a moment and then said, "Now, they are all dead, on the way to block the major sects from going to the Yunling Sect. They died for the Yunling Sect, also for me, Wang Jingxuan, and even for the uncle of the junior master. So I think the uncle should remember them."
To be continued...