Blood sedge

Chapter 1163 Wudang Dilemma (Part )

When Ling Xiaoxiao heard Gu Yue nominating Gu Xing and Gu Chen, she, who originally had no interest in participating in this discussion, couldn't help but be shocked, and the look she gave Gu Yue became somewhat intriguing.

Gu Yue neither agreed with Gu Ri's proposal to recommend young disciples, nor opposed Gu Ri's decision to retire at the right time on the grounds of "advanced age". His hidden thoughts have begun to reveal themselves.

The most interesting thing is that Gu Yue actually nominated Gu Xing and Gu Chen to take over the position of the head, but deliberately ignored himself who was of higher seniority, more experience and greater prestige, but was "young". How could this not cause others to think about it?
On the surface, Gu Yue put himself in the same position as Gu Ri and had no intention of coveting the position of head.

But in fact, he used a casual remark, "My qualifications and prestige are slightly inferior to those of my senior brother," to elevate himself. At first glance, it sounds like Guxing and Guchen cannot be compared with Guri, but a little thought will reveal the hidden meaning, which is that Guxing and Guchen are also not on par with him.

Seeing this scene, Ling Xiaoxiao felt a little surprised and a little sad.

Suddenly, she seemed to understand why the huge Wudang could not defeat a small Liu Xunyi? She also understood why she and Qingfeng had planned everything, but still ended up like this?

Qingfeng has not been buried yet, Wudang has just suffered a heavy blow and is facing many crises. As one of the "Four Elephants of Wudang", the second elder of Wudang, whose status is second only to Gu Ri, instead of thinking about how to resolve the dilemma, how to revive Wudang, or how to avenge his hatred, he is the first to think about fighting for power. How can this not make Ling Xiaoxiao, Qingfeng's daughter, feel chilled?
Unlike Ling Xiaoxiao's contempt and disgust, Gu Ri was still calm and composed, and said slowly and calmly: "In all the schools and sects in the Central Plains martial arts world, the first priority is to cultivate new disciples. Precisely because the position of the head is very important, we must recommend young talents and try to avoid the shock caused by frequent changes. No matter how energetic the 'Four Elephants of Wudang' are, they are still old men with gray beards. If we take over as the head, there may not be any trouble in three to five years... or even ten years, but what about ten years later? If we cannot break through the shackles of martial arts, we will be old and frail by then, and we will definitely be weak and depressed. It will be difficult to convince the people internally and lose our determination externally. By then, the new disciples will have become powerful and it is hard to guarantee that they will not be ready to move, leading to factional struggles, or even a bloody storm of usurping the throne. In the end, it will still be the foundation and vitality of the Wudang lineage that will be damaged."

"This……"

"On the contrary, if we take advantage of the remaining strength and carefully train a young leader, his martial arts and mind will surely mature in ten years, and by then Wudang will be united and as solid as a rock." Gu Ri did not give Gu Yue a chance to refute, and reminded him in an unquestionable tone, "Furthermore, according to the rules of the martial arts world, the elders of the sect will shoulder the important task of assisting the leader and educating the disciples in the second half of their lives, and generally will not and should not covet the position of the leader."

"Brother Gu Ri is right. If the situation in Wudang was not critical, I would not have resorted to such a desperate measure." Gu Yue knew Gu Ri's character very well. Once he made a decision, he would not change it easily unless it was absolutely necessary. In order to avoid a stalemate, Gu Yue quickly found a way out for himself, "I am also worried that Zheng Songren is young and immature and can't handle it."

"The master had intended to train Zheng Songren as the future master before his death. He has been teaching him carefully and taking special care of him over the years. We should trust the master's vision. What's more, Zheng Songren is already over thirty years old, and the master of Qingfeng was also not yet forty when he inherited the great responsibility. Luo Tianjin, Jin Fuyu, Lu Tingxiang, these famous people in the martial arts world, when they were successful, they were even younger than Zheng Songren now." Gu Ri waved his hand indifferently, "Since he is a junior, he will naturally have shortcomings. Even Liu Xunyi's behavior may not be in the eyes of people like Xie Xuan and Teng Sanshi. We, as elders, should give them the opportunity to make mistakes, as well as time to transform. If we keep them under our wings, let alone five or ten years, even if we wait for another thirty or fifty years, I am afraid it will be difficult for them to achieve anything. What's more, the leader does not necessarily have to be the best in martial arts. What's more important is whether his prestige and virtue can convince the disciples. Zheng Songren, as the eldest disciple of Wudang, is simple by nature and acts quite righteously. He has a very good reputation among his fellow disciples. Given time, he may achieve great things. Moreover, the four of us old guys are still alive and can support him when things go wrong."

"Brother Gu Ri is right!" Although Gu Yue had doubts in his heart, he did not dare to argue any more. He smiled and said, "At least... if we support a young disciple to take the position, we will not be laughed at by other sects for not having successors. In short, it is not important whether it is strong on the outside but weak on the inside. What is important is to stabilize the situation and stand firm. As for the rest, it will not be too late to solve them slowly in the future. If Zheng Songren is really unable to take on the task... we can choose another capable person."

Gu Ri turned a deaf ear to Gu Yue's hypocrisy and said calmly, "It may not be Zheng Songren. I am just using him to clarify my position. As for the final decision, we still need to make a long-term plan after we return to Wudang."

"That's it! That's it!"

Gu Ri's righteous words were all for the long-term prosperity of Wudang, and Ling Xiaoxiao was deeply moved.

However, Gu Yue thought that Gu Ri's noble character and non-contention were all excuses. Compared with the throne of the head of the sect, which was at the center of the storm, Gu Ri really cared about the real power. He just pushed the young disciples to the front as puppets, and hid behind the scenes to manipulate everything, in order to divert the focus and avoid harm.

As for Gu Ri's words just now, "the old age is gradually growing, and there is no successor", Gu Yue heard that it was just a means of kidnapping himself, Gu Xing and Gu Chen. He stood on the moral high ground and pushed the young disciple to the position, saying a lot of high-sounding reasons to earn enough fame for himself, but made the other three elders speechless. It can be said that "a dumb person eating bitter gourd, unable to speak out his pain".

At least, Gu Yue, who was obsessed with "seniority" and "taking turns to be the boss", was filled with deep loss and frustration at the moment. He even felt dissatisfied and resentful towards Gu Ri for not being appreciative and acting on his own.

After all, the nominal "Four Elephants of Wudang" are of the same generation and have equal status, it's just that Gu Ri is older.

Just now, Gu Yue took the initiative to recommend Gu Ri out of sheer social connections, and hoped that he would reciprocate the favor.

However, unexpectedly, Gu Ri actually took advantage of the situation and acted like the "great elder" who had the final say, completely placing himself above the other three elders.

Of course, Gu Yue would not feel comfortable about this.

"Alas!" After thinking for a moment, Gu Yue suddenly changed the subject and sighed helplessly: "In fact, the most suitable candidate is not Zheng Songren, but the grandson of the headmaster. It's a pity that Hongxuan is seriously injured and difficult to treat, otherwise with his background and qualifications, he is enough to carry the banner of Wudang."

Gu Yue deliberately mentioned Luo Hongxuan, intending to drag Ling Xiaoxiao into the water.

After all, she is Qingfeng's daughter, and she holds a high position in the hearts of Wudang's elders and disciples, and her words carry considerable influence. Gu Ri does not look at the monk's face, but looks at the Buddha's face, and is somewhat cautious about Ling Xiaoxiao's opinion.

It's a pity that when Luo Hongxuan was mentioned, Ling Xiaoxiao, who was already depressed and exhausted, had red eyes again, and her lips and teeth trembled slightly involuntarily. She seemed to want to say something, but in the end, she said nothing.

"As the grandson of the Wudang leader and the eldest son of the Northern Sage King, Hongxuan originally had a promising future. Unfortunately..."

"Nothing to regret!" Suddenly, Luo Ningyu, who had been silent all the way, spoke coldly and said something shocking, "In such a world of intrigue and death, if Big Brother had been sober all the time... maybe he wouldn't have lived to this day."

"Yu'er, what are you talking about?" Ling Xiaoxiao frowned and rarely rebuked Luo Ningyu in a harsh voice. "During this period of time, your elder brother has been getting better. I believe that it won't be long before he will be back to normal."

"Recover as before?" Luo Ningyu stared at Ling Xiaoxiao, whose body was trembling slightly, with her hollow eyes, and asked word by word, "Now we don't even have a home, what can you use to help him survive? Why do you believe that he can recover as before?"

Luo Ningyu's words were like knives, piercing Ling Xiaoxiao's heart, causing her face to turn extremely pale in an instant. An undisguised panic flashed across her brows, and she said hastily, "The natural treasures collected by Wudang are in no way inferior to those in the Xianwang Mansion. We can help Hongxuan prolong his life and heal his injuries..."

Having said that, Ling Xiaoxiao immediately cast an urgent and pleading look at Gu Ri, and asked tremblingly: "Uncle Gu Ri, you will definitely not stand by and watch him die, and you will definitely not let Hong Xuan die on his own. You will definitely do everything you can to help him heal his injuries, right?"

Gu Ri looked at Ling Xiaoxiao, who was at a loss and no longer had any of her former glory, with a complicated expression. His eyes also inadvertently caught a glimpse of the skinny and pitiful Luo Ningyu. He had already thought of an excuse, but now he couldn't help but feel his throat tighten.

After struggling for a long time, Gu Ri finally couldn't bear to hurt the orphans and widows in front of him, so he nodded slightly at them and replied in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry! As long as I can do it, I will not stand idly by."

"Xiaoxiao, Ningyu, don't ever think that you are homeless. Wudang will always be your home..."

"call out!"

Just as Gu Yue was about to comfort him, a sharp sound of breaking air suddenly came from outside the carriage, which immediately alerted several people in the carriage.

"Shhhhhh!"

"Puff puff……"

"Kengkengkengkeng..."

Then, a series of sharp and intensive sounds of breaking through the air suddenly rang out, and countless arrows fell from the sky, almost covering the sky and the sun. It was like a violent storm that came without warning, instantly killing hundreds of Wudang disciples who were completely unprepared on the spot, and injuring countless others.

The arrows were like lightning, and the killing intent was like a long rainbow. The originally lifeless team immediately exploded under the sudden attack. Hundreds of people were like ants on a hot pot, covering their bleeding wounds, howling in anger and pain, dodging in panic, and fleeing everywhere.

For a moment, arrows flew like rain in the Yandang Valley, and people and horses were thrown to the ground. The long snake was in a mess, with no end to it.

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