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The boat continued to sail downstream of the Yellow River. The wind on the river was still strong, making the sails whistle.

Yue Buqun stood at the bow, looking at the vast river, thinking about the real purpose of Lan Fenghuang's visit. These consecutive encounters seemed accidental, but they were probably for Wei'er. I'm afraid there will be more troubles waiting ahead.

The boat gradually moved away from the place where it met the Blue Phoenix. The scenery on both sides of the Yellow River kept changing, with undulating mountains and green trees.

The boatmen started to get busy again, the shouts and the sounds of paddling mixed together. The Huashan Sect disciples also returned to their respective positions.

Yue Buqun returned to the cabin, sat on a chair, and closed his eyes in deep thought. Ning Zhongze walked in and whispered, "Brother, what exactly does this Blue Phoenix want to do?"

Yue Buqun opened his eyes, sighed, and said, "The Five Immortals Sect has always been mysterious. Their thoughts are not something we can easily guess. However, this time Lan Fenghuang came in person and specifically asked to see Wei'er. I'm afraid it's not just because of his appearance and martial arts."

Ning Zhongze frowned and said worriedly, "What should we do? Wei'er, don't let them scheme against you."

Yue Buqun said: "From now on, tell Wei'er to be more careful and try not to act alone. I will also find a way to find out the intentions of the Five Immortals Sect as soon as possible."

The sky gradually darkened. The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the river, dyeing the river water golden. The boatmen began to look for a suitable place to dock and prepare to spend the night.

At night, the boat moored at the shore. The night by the Yellow River was particularly quiet, with only the sound of flowing water.

The Huashan disciples all went to bed early to recuperate, but Yue Buqun had trouble falling asleep. He sat in the cabin, holding a sword manual in his hand, but had no intention of reading it.

...............

The night was as dark as ink, splashing between heaven and earth, with only the roaring Yellow River water rushing in the darkness, like a mighty army rolling in. The lanterns hanging on both sides of the ship swayed gently with the water flow, and the dim halo jumped on the waves.

Yi Huawei walked towards the cabin carrying two cups of tea. The cabin door was half-open, revealing a flickering candlelight. He raised his hand and gently pushed the cabin door open with his elbow, and the door hinge made a slight "creaking" sound.

"Master, this is the freshly brewed Mist of Mount Lu."

Yi Huawei walked into the cabin with a clear voice, breaking the silence in the cabin.

Yue Buqun was sitting in front of the desk, staring blankly at the flickering candlelight on the desk. He was completely unaware of Yi Huawei's coming in at first.

Yi Huawei walked to the table, leaned over slightly, and gently placed the teacup on the table. Hot steam rose from the teacup and spread between the two of them, carrying the unique fragrance of the Lushan clouds.

"Wei Er hasn't rested yet?"

Yue Buqun came back to his senses at this time and looked up at Yi Huawei. He picked up the teacup and moved his gaze from Yi Huawei's hand to the silver floating in the green tea in the teacup: "But serving tea in the middle of the night is probably not just for filial piety, right?"

Yi Huawei smiled slightly, walked to the futon nearby and sat cross-legged, with the hem of his blue shirt naturally spread around the futon. The moonlight shone through the carved wooden window, slanting on his face.

"I recently reread the Song of Righteousness and suddenly realized something."

Yi Huawei raised his head and spoke in a clear voice, like the sound of a sword echoing in the cabin: "Prime Minister Wen said: 'The heaven and earth have righteous energy, which is mixed and flowing.' I am wondering, what are we, the martial artists, seeking when we inhale and exhale the energy of heaven and earth?"

Yue Buqun paused, and the teacup that was about to be brought to his mouth stopped in mid-air. The scene of the sword battle at Jade Maiden Peak ten years ago came to his mind like a tide. The twisted faces and painful cries of his fellow disciples before they died seemed to still echo in his ears. The bloody smell seemed to fill his throat again, making him feel dazed.

"Of course, it is to promote Huashan and help the weak."

Yue Buqun heard himself say this usual answer, the voice echoed in the cabin, but he felt that the words were light and light, without any weight, and could not enter his heart. He lowered his eyes, avoiding Yi Huawei's gaze, and took a sip of tea.

Yi Huawei didn't seem to care about Yue Buqun's answer, and stood up and walked to the window. The river breeze, carrying humid water vapor, rushed into the cabin, blowing the green silk tied in his hair rustling.

"Help the weak and fight against the strong..."

Yi Huawei said quietly, "There are too many injustices in the world. Even with all the efforts of Huashan Sect, we can only keep the surrounding ten miles safe. Even so, there are still thieves wreaking havoc in the village. Why are there so many thieves?"

The cabin suddenly fell into silence. Only the roar of the Yellow River could be heard from outside, making the cabin seem even more terrifyingly quiet.

Yue Buqun unconsciously clenched his hands in his sleeves, his nails digging deep into his palms. He recalled that when he was 20 years old, he led Ning Zhongze to hunt down the three evil men of the Yellow River. It was the first time he saw the displaced victims. The ragged people's eyes were full of despair, the children's cries, the women's wails, echoed in his ears. At that moment, he was confused about the four words "chivalrous and righteous" for the first time. Those so-called grudges in the rivers and lakes seemed so insignificant in the face of the suffering of the people.

"I have heard this saying before: The greatest heroes serve their country and their people! Master, if a hero only sees the grudges in the martial arts world..."

Looking up at Yue Buqun, Yi Huawei slowly said, "How is it different from the vultures fighting over carrion?"

With a flick of his finger, the sword energy swept across the candlestick on the table like lightning. The flame did not move at all, as if time had stood still, and the copper candlestick broke silently into two pieces, the cut smooth as a mirror.

Yue Buqun stood up suddenly, staring at the candlestick with a smooth mirror-like broken end, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and he was shocked. Even the abbot of Shaolin could not do this. Yi Huawei's growth was far beyond his imagination.

"On the fifteenth day of last month, my disciples observed the stars at night."

Yi Huawei suddenly changed the subject: "The Purple Palace is dark, and the Tan Lang star is in conflict with Wenchang. Within three years, there will be war in the southeast."

"The Huashan Sect does not want to dominate the martial arts world."

Yi Huawei suddenly knelt down, knocking his forehead heavily on the board, making a dull sound: "Instead, become the Taishan Beidou that supports the backbone of China!"

"The greatest heroes serve their country and their people..."

Yue Buqun looked at Yi Huawei kneeling on the ground, feeling mixed emotions. He thought of the ancestors of the Huashan Sect, the hardships the sect had gone through to this day, and the efforts he had made over the years to promote the Huashan Sect.

Yi Huawei's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard. "Get up, Wei'er."

Yue Buqun sighed, stepped forward and helped Yi Huawei up: "What you said is not something I have never thought about. It's just that the world of martial arts is complicated, and the disputes and conflicts of interest between sects are not something that can be easily let go."

"Master, I understand. But it is precisely because of this that we should make changes."

Yi Huawei stood up straight and looked at Yue Buqun with a sharp gaze: "The Huashan Sect has always been famous in the martial arts world. If we can take the lead in abandoning our sectarianism and unite all sects to fight the enemy together, why worry about not being able to clear the world?"

"great cause……"

Inside the cabin, the candlelight flickered, and the halo swayed on the surrounding wooden boards, reflecting Yue Buqun's slightly tired face. He stood there in silence for a long time, as if he was searching for the right words in his mind. After a while, he walked slowly to the window, raised his hand and gently pushed open the carved window frame.

The Yellow River surged in the night, the dark river surface was like a giant dragon rolling wantonly, the sound of the waves rumbled continuously, as if to break the silence of the night and draw everything into its endless power. Yue Buqun's figure was framed by the window lattice, and looked particularly thin in the dim light.

"Wei'er, I understand what you mean. It's a good thing for young people to have ideals."

Yue Buqun slightly tilted his head, his eyes not looking at Yi Huawei, but still at the surging Yellow River. After a while, he finally spoke, his voice low and hoarse, with a hint of imperceptible fatigue: "Let alone the great cause, the affairs of the rivers and lakes are far from as simple as you think. The grievances and entanglements between the various factions have long been deeply rooted, how can they be easily resolved?"

Yi Huawei straightened his back and stood firmly behind Yue Buqun: "Master, it is precisely because the disputes in the martial arts world are so complicated that we should stand up and lead the various factions to the right path. If everyone retreats because of fear of difficulties, the martial arts world will only become more and more chaotic, and the suffering of the people will become more and more severe."

Yue Buqun turned around, his feet moving on the wooden floor, making a slight friction sound. With a complicated look, he looked Yi Huawei up and down, as if he saw his former self through the young man in front of him: "Wei'er, you are still young, and perhaps you have not really experienced the dangers of the martial arts world. When I was young, I was also like you, with great ambitions and wanted to change the pattern of the martial arts world. But reality is often much more cruel than ideals."

Yi Huawei lowered his head slightly:
"Master, I understand that the martial world is dangerous, but it is precisely because of this that we should do something. If even our Huashan Sect doesn't dare to stand up, who else would dare to do so?"

Yue Buqun sighed and slowly walked to the desk. After a moment, he spoke: "Wei'er, do you know why I wanted to fight for the position of the head of Huashan Sect?"

Yi Huawei raised his head, eyebrows slightly raised: "Disciple does not know, please Master, please explain."

Yue Buqun's voice was low:

"When I fought for the position of the headmaster, ostensibly for the sake of promoting the Huashan Sect, but in reality... it was for self-preservation. In the martial arts world, the strong prey on the weak. If you don't have enough strength, it's hard to even protect yourself, let alone change anything."

Yi Huawei frowned slightly and moved his lips slightly: "Master, do we who practice martial arts only do so to protect ourselves? If everyone thinks this way, then the martial arts world will never change, right?"

Yue Buqun raised his head, his eyes filled with a complex emotion, including helplessness, emotion, and a subtle confusion: "Wei'er, do you know why your master has always been reluctant to let you participate too much in the affairs of the martial arts world? It is because your master does not want you to repeat the same mistakes and get involved in those meaningless disputes."

Yi Huawei was silent for a moment: "Master, I understand your painstaking efforts. But I think that only by standing up can we truly change the status quo."

Yue Buqun's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was touched by Yi Huawei's words. He slowly walked to the center of the cabin, with his back to Yi Huawei, his hands behind his back, his fingers unconsciously rubbing against each other. He said in a low voice: "Wei'er, do you know how many people in the martial arts world fight for fame and fortune? How many people have sacrificed their lives for the so-called 'chivalry'?"

Yi Huawei nodded: "Master, I understand that the martial arts world is dangerous, but I also understand that if no one stands up, the martial arts world will only become more and more chaotic. I don't want to see the people displaced, and I don't want to see the Huashan Sect become a tool for fighting for power and profit."

Yue Buqun narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze seemed to be looking through the wooden boards of the cabin, and he spoke slowly: "Have you ever heard of Master Zhang's Jiazi Demon-Slaying Technique?"

Yi Huawei nodded slightly: "I have heard that Master Zhang used his peerless martial arts to spend a whole sixty years to wipe out the evil forces in the martial arts world and restore peace to the martial arts world."

Yue Buqun stroked his beard and said, "Yes, Master Zhang has unparalleled magical powers and cares for the world. Back then, he used his own strength to uproot all those evildoers, the Mongol spies who sold out their country for fame, and many evil sects. That battle to eliminate the demons was a grand event that shook the martial arts world."

A glimmer of longing flashed in Yi Huawei's eyes: "Such a heroic act is truly a role model for our generation. If I can do something great for the martial arts world and the people like Master Zhang, I will have no regrets in this life."

Yue Buqun stopped and looked at Yi Huawei with a complicated look in his eyes: "Wei'er, you only saw the glory of Master Zhang's extermination of demons, but you didn't see the helplessness behind it. After Master Zhang exterminated the demons, the martial arts world was indeed peaceful for a while, but have the lives of the people really improved?"

"Brother, Wei'er, it's so late, why don't you guys take a rest?"

Ning Zhongze walked out of the cabin, nodded slightly to the two of them, and continued: "If the martial world is pacified and there are no more disputes in the martial arts world, won't the people be able to live and work in peace and contentment?"

Yi Huawei bowed to Ning Zhongze and said, "Master's wife! Did I disturb your rest?"

"I rested enough during the day and felt energetic again at night."

Ning Zhongze smiled and rubbed Yi Huawei's shoulder: "I was just listening to you and your disciple discussing world affairs."

As he said this, he turned his gaze to Yue Buqun.

"How can it be so simple?"

Yue Buqun smiled bitterly and shook his head. He walked back to the table, picked up the sword manual, gently opened and closed it, as if he was recalling something.

"When Master Zhang was exterminating the demons, it was a time of turmoil. The Mongols were tyrannical and the people were living in misery. The chaos in the martial arts world was just a microcosm of the turmoil. Master Zhang pacified the evil forces in the martial arts world, but he could not stop the corruption in the court and the extortion by the government. The people were still in dire straits, displaced, and starving everywhere."

Ning Zhongze thought thoughtfully: "So, even if we can pacify the martial arts world, we can't change the situation in the world?"

Yue Buqun put the sword manual back on the table, sat down slowly, and folded his hands on his knees.

"The martial arts world and the imperial court have always been interconnected. The martial arts sects, after all, are just a force in the martial arts world. When the general trend of the world is like this, it is difficult to change the situation with the power of the martial arts world alone. After Master Zhang defeated the demons, the Wudang Sect became the leader of the martial arts world, but what can it do? It still cannot change the current situation of the suffering of the people."

As he spoke, Yue Buqun looked at Yi Huawei, his eyes full of expectation: "Wei'er, I'm not asking you to do nothing, I just hope you can understand that things are far more complicated than you think. Although our Huashan Sect has a place in the martial arts world, it is not easy to change the situation in the world."

(End of this chapter)