I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Chapter 58: Don't let my friends die

Zhao Zhijing returned to the side hall along the same route and found that all the disciples were waiting anxiously. He comforted them and said it was just a small matter, then asked everyone to go back and rest.

This sudden accident prevented Grandma Sun, who was accidentally killed by Hao Datong, from repeating the same mistake.

As the saying goes, "Don't die because of a friend." You can die for others, but don't die for me, otherwise it will affect my thoughts.

Zhao Zhijing took Guan Man'er back to the Taoist temple. He already had a rough guess in his mind as to why Granny Sun broke into Chongyang Palace at night, but he couldn't find a way to verify it for the time being.

In addition, Qiu Chuji and his group should be returning to the mountain soon, so I am afraid there will be another fight over the issue of the third generation's first disciple.

At this time, the moonlight was like water, flowing slowly onto the ground through the window lattice. Zhao Zhijing was already in a good mood today, so he simply threw all these trivial matters aside and had a good sleep.

Around midnight, Zhao Zhijing was leisurely eating tangerines amidst the celebratory atmosphere of people celebrating prosperity on the streets.

"Senior brother! Senior brother!"

There was an urgent shout from outside the house. Zhao Zhijing, who now had superb internal skills, woke up immediately and sighed helplessly.

Can't people sleep peacefully?
Can't I eat a tangerine?
Judging from the voice, it should be my junior brother Cui Zhifang. I wonder what happened at this late hour.

Zhao Zhijing glanced at Guan Maner. Once this child fell asleep, he could not be awakened even by thunder and would hardly be disturbed by any external factors.

He responded immediately, put on his Taoist robe, and pushed the door open to go outside.

"Brother, the disciples on night patrol discovered something was happening at the ancient tomb. Uncle Qiu and Brother Zhen, who just returned from the mountain, have already rushed there before they had time to rest."

"It looks like it's no small matter. Uncle Hao asked me to call in more skilled personnel for support."

Cui Zhifang spoke very quickly and briefly explained what happened. Then he bowed and ran to the Taoist rooms of the other three generations of disciples.

Zhao Zhijing heard that Qiu Chuji and Zhen Zhibing went to the ancient tomb as soon as they returned to the mountain, and he didn't know whether it was because of Li Mochou.

He then returned to the room, took his sword, closed the door tightly when he went out, then used his lightness skills to rush towards the direction of the ancient tomb.

This ancient tomb was built in a forest to the west of Chongyang Palace. It was built by Wang Chongyang in his early years to resist the Jin Dynasty. On the surface, it expressed his irreconcilable hatred towards the Jin people, but in fact it was also a huge warehouse for storing military equipment, food and other supplies.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Zhijing had already left Chongyang Palace and was heading down the mountain. Many of his fellow disciples in Taoist robes were either in front or behind him, also running in the same direction.

After passing the mountainside and turning around a row of stone walls, a dark forest appeared before us.

Fortunately, the moonlight was bright tonight, like a silver plate hanging in the air, and the disciples who arrived early lit lanterns and torches, so they could barely see the situation in the woods.

"Disciple Zhao Zhijing, greetings to Uncle Qiu."

Zhao Zhijing came closer and judging from the expressions of Qiu Chuji and Zhen Zhibing, they should have just arrived, so he bowed immediately.

Qiu Chuji's face was as gloomy as water. He nodded slightly in response, his eyes staring at the forest without blinking.

Zhao Zhijing also looked over there, and saw shadows in the woods. Occasionally, there were clanging sounds mixed with shouting, and it was obvious that someone was fighting.

Looking more closely, one can see that there are three figures, whose bodies are constantly intertwining. Two of them are Xiaolongnu and Grandma Sun, who broke into Chongyang Palace not long ago.

The other man was tall and had long arms. Occasionally, the moonlight would shine on his face, revealing his short, iron-like snow-white beard.

"Ouyang Feng?!"

Last time, Zhao Zhijing had seen Ouyang Feng in a small town a dozen miles away from Xianyang City. At that time, he saw his whereabouts and guessed that he was going to Zhongnan Mountain Chongyang Palace to look for his adopted son Yang Guo. However, three months had passed in the blink of an eye, and nothing had happened. Zhao Zhijing thought that he was entangled by the people of Huoshigen again, or something else had happened, so he did not come to Zhongnan Mountain.

Unexpectedly, he would start fighting with Xiaolongnu and the other two.

Xiaolongnu and Grandma Sun were naturally no match for Ouyang Feng, but they were ruthless and merciless. They used all the bee swarms and jade bee needles, and they were ready to fight to the death.

On the other hand, Ouyang Feng was not decisive in his attacks and seemed to be hesitating about something, so the two sides ended up in a draw.

"Third generation disciples of Quanzhen Sect, listen up!"

"Zhi Jing, Zhi Bing, Zhi Chang, the seven of you will form a formation and follow me to meet the enemy. The other disciples will stay on the periphery!"

Seeing that many disciples had arrived, Qiu Chuji immediately ordered them to fight against Ouyang Feng.

Firstly, there is a deep hatred between Quanzhen Sect and Ouyang Feng. Secondly, given the relationship between Quanzhen Sect and the founder of the Ancient Tomb Sect, they cannot sit idly by and watch Xiaolongnu fall into danger.

And since Ouyang Feng appeared in Mount Zhongnan, he might come to cause trouble for the Quanzhen Sect.

Zhao Zhijing had the highest martial arts skills among the three generations of disciples. He led Zhen Zhibing, Li Zhichang, Zhang Zhiguang and other best disciples of the same generation to form the Tiangang Beidou Formation.

Qiu Chuji was worried that his disciples were not strong enough and that if he stayed in the formation, they would become a burden to each other, so he simply jumped forward and faced the enemy with his sword.

There is an extremely brutal Kung Fu in Quanzhen Sect called Tonggui Sword Technique, which is about attacking but not defending. Every move is aimed at attacking the enemy's vital points, striving to die together with the enemy.

Back then, the Seven True Immortals were worried that Ouyang Feng would come to Chongyang Palace for revenge when he returned to the Central Plains, so they created this kung fu, so that if any of the seven were left alone, they could risk their lives to fight demons and defend the way of Taoism.

The first time Qiu Chuji used this sword technique was when he was in the Fahua Temple, fighting against the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan and Master Jiaomu.

Using it again at this time just fulfills the original intention.

The Taoists rushed into the forest in a hurry. Xiaolongnu and Grandma Sun were already at the end of their strength. If it weren't for the swarm of bees and the jade bee needles, they would have been defeated long ago.

"Ouyang, the evil villain, stop being so arrogant!"

Qiu Chuji shouted and rushed forward with his sword in hand. On the other side, Ouyang Feng gathered his energy in his dantian and spit out a blast towards the oncoming swarm of bees.

Ouyang Feng's internal strength was so strong that his exhalation was like a strong wind that directly blew away the swarm of bees. Then when he heard the word "Ouyang", he felt it was extremely familiar and must be closely related to him.

"What did you say? What did you call me? Who am I?"

Ouyang Feng had a confused look on his face. He defended himself without attacking the sword that Qiu Chuji was stabbing at him. He waved his palm to deflect the sword and then stared into a daze.

"Who are you? You are worse than pigs and dogs, you deserve to be chopped into pieces, Ouyang Feng!"

Granny Sun over there didn't know that Ouyang Feng had gone mad because of practicing the Nine Yin Scriptures in reverse order, she just thought he was pretending to be crazy and cursed him viciously.

Qiu Chuji had heard Guo Jing mention Ouyang Feng and knew that he had gone insane in his martial arts practice. Now that he saw that it was true, he couldn't help but think of his young fellow apprentice Tan Chuduan who had passed away young.

It is true that the law of nature is cyclical and retribution will come.

"Ouyang Feng, Ouyang Feng."

Ouyang Feng only felt that the name was extremely familiar, and familiar scenes kept flashing through his mind, but he just couldn't remember who this name belonged to.

(End of this chapter)