Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 40 Parting Ways (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

In the middle of the river, a figure in white and an orange-yellow stood on wooden planks, their swords flashing and palms clashing.

Suddenly, the sword light intensified, and countless waves surged up with it, transforming into a sword-shaped water blade about five zhang long, which swiftly struck the monk.

hum...

The monk could no longer resist; a bloody line was cut through his yellow robe, and he was sent flying backward.

While still in mid-air, he flicked his sleeve and sent several pieces of wood flying, which landed on the water's surface...

He sank into the water and, with incredible speed, retreated to the opposite bank.

"Heroine Qin is indeed remarkable, a true heroine who is no less than any man. I, the Buddha, have learned a lot from her."

Although injured, this man still possessed a strong inner strength and a deep voice. As he retreated, he waved his sleeves repeatedly, creating towering waves that blocked his path.

They plunged headlong into the woods.

So much so that even Qin Huaiying couldn't catch up with him.

She chased after a few steps, then stopped and shot back.

"Mother, Mother, here."

Ouyang Lan's eyes were filled with excitement.

He quickly raised his right hand and shook it.

They rushed off.

The woman in the moon-white dress smiled, her figure flashed, and she hugged her daughter tightly.

"Stop joking, there are still enemies around."

She turned to look at the forest on one side, listening to the roaring sound coming from inside, her eyes showing a hint of vigilance.

Soon, a middle-aged man with a plump figure and a sullen expression came out and rubbed his broadsword heavily on the grass a few times.

He muttered to himself, "That old thief is too slippery, I couldn't catch him... Did that bald monk also escape from my senior sister's place?"

"That's enough, protecting Benshan is the most important thing."

Qin Huaiying shook his head slightly, glancing at the Yinshan Guard's thousand-household troops who had turned and retreated, his expression somewhat worried.

The worry was only shown for a moment before Qin Huaiying put down her daughter, turned to look at Lu Wubing, and smiled, "This is my little apprentice."

Xiao Lan, look at you, you cling to me as soon as you get back, and you don't even introduce your junior brother to your mother.

According to Yun Chong, Wu Bing's swordsmanship talent is astonishing, and his combat strength is actually no less than Yun Chong's.

"Your disciple greets your master's wife."

Lu Wubing quickly stepped forward to pay his respects.

Qin Huaiying's appearance was slightly different from what he had imagined.

In the past, when Senior Sister Xiaolan talked about her master's wife, she described her as gentle, lovely, and thoughtful... In addition, she was also a great cook, and she would fuss over her every day, just like her own mother.

Now I see my teacher's wife.

But that's not the case at all.

She looks about ten years older than Senior Sister Xiaolan; people would believe she's not even thirty yet.

Having profound cultivation is a very cheating thing.

Age slowly.

The key point is that when the master's wife made her move, her killing intent soared to the sky, turning water into ice, and she came and went with a whooshing sound.

Full of heroic spirit, majestic and awe-inspiring...

They completely suppressed the momentum of those two armies.

Indeed, there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

The master's wife's nickname was "Seven Killing Sword".

"I received news from Hengshan a couple of days ago that you fought a battle with the bandits of Chaoyang Village. I was very worried about you."

Thinking about the many dangers you might encounter on your journey south..."

Qin Huaiying laughed heartily, "Your senior sister Xiaolan is unreliable. Along the way, she must have had to rely on you, her junior brother, to take care of her. It must have been really hard on you."

"No, not at all. The formidable enemies we encountered on this journey were mostly thanks to Senior Sister Xiaolan's protection. If it weren't for her superb swordsmanship, I probably wouldn't have been able to see Master's wife."

"That's right, Mother, you underestimate me. Actually, I played a significant role. At least, I played 30%, no, 20% of the role..."

"Ha ha!"

Qin Huaiying couldn't help but laugh.

She knew her daughter had a tendency to be vain. Since she had brought up that she had only played a 20-30% role along the way, she probably hadn't contributed even 10%.

I won without lifting a finger all the way.

So it's quite unexpected that this child, who has just joined the sect, possesses such formidable swordsmanship.

What Yun Chong said might be a little conservative.

"Come here, this is your Uncle Shen, known as the [Dragon-Subduing Sword]. He usually resides in Mingyang City and has built up a great family fortune... Previously, when the Xuan Yin Old Demon secretly attacked, he intercepted and repelled him, but unfortunately, he was unable to kill that fiend."

"That old devil is ranked thirty-fifth on the black list, and he has a variety of life-saving skills. When he is in danger, he will resort to all sorts of despicable means, and it is difficult to take him down in a short time."

Shen Liancheng patted his chest with a smile. [Subduing Dragon Sword]

“If we meet again, the old man will definitely not escape.” He changed the subject, his gaze fixed intently on Lu Wubing: “Junior nephew, life on the mountain is austere. Why not come to Mingyang City and become my disciple?”

"Perfect timing! Your parents are currently living next door to the Shen family... I had a very pleasant conversation with Brother Lu, we almost became sworn brothers. Following me will definitely not be a bad choice."

"Get out of here, you're already trying to steal my apprentice. You already have so many apprentices, you're always looking for more than you have. When your senior brother comes back, you'll be in big trouble."

Upon seeing this, Qin Huaiying almost blushed.

Is it easy for us to find a good apprentice? Everyone's vying for them.

Upon seeing Li Feiying, he forced a smile and rode over.

She raised an eyebrow and said coldly, "Junior Brother Li, are you also trying to take advantage of my disciple?"

"Don't drag me into this. Who would dare to steal a disciple personally accepted by Senior Brother Ouyang?"

Besides, although Junior Nephew Lu has extraordinary talent in swordsmanship, he is delicate and frail, and is not suitable for military training.

I just wanted to tell my junior disciple that the Gu family of the East Sea Sword Sect has a close relationship with the Zhao family, the prefect of Mingyang, so we must be wary.

"Thank you, Uncle Li and Uncle Shen."

Lu Wubing understood.

On that day, his parents joined Li Feiying's army and headed south. They may have encountered some fighting along the way, but they were not seriously injured.

Later, when they arrived in Mingyang City, they were taken care of by their Uncle Shen Liancheng, the master of the [Subduing Dragon Sword], and were able to settle down safely.

Li Feiying's words were actually a gesture of goodwill.

He meant that the Donghai faction dared not openly take action in Mingyang City.

However, given the prefect's connections, no one can guarantee that the man surnamed Gu might secretly resort to some underhanded tactics.

Over time, things may change.

"Who is this little girl?"

At this moment, Qin Huaiying noticed Ji Wenxiu standing quietly with her head down, holding the kitten.

"Mom, let's talk about it when we get home."

Ouyang Lan quickly gave her a meaningful look.

Holding his mother's hand, he greeted his two senior uncles and headed towards the Tianxing Sect.

Lu Wubing and Ji Wenxiu naturally followed along.

Once the group had disappeared from sight, Shen Liancheng, who had been standing still, chuckled and said, "What's wrong? You've seen the little princess, and you, a mere official, aren't going to pay your respects? That's not like you at all."

With a cold expression, Li Feiying dragged his twelve-foot-long red spear, shook his head, and said expressionlessly, "Second Senior Brother, how could a money-grubber like you understand my ambitions?"
Now that the Northern Zhou is about to march south, we must unite as one. Only a wise ruler can preserve the Great Li Dynasty; one wrong move and all will be lost.

"A wise ruler? Ha! More like a traitor!"

Shen Liancheng chuckled to himself.

The voice also turned cold.

“Junior Brother Li, listen to your senior brother’s advice. No matter what you choose, the three-hundred-year foundation of the Tianxing Sect must not be lost.”

I only hope that when you make your choice, you will think of all the patriarchs and your revered teacher.

"You don't need to worry about that; I know what I'm doing."

"Humph……"

The two disliked each other so much that they couldn't even be bothered to maintain a semblance of affection.

One man gathered the troops, while the other disappeared into the jungle, and they went their separate ways.

……

Asking for a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)