Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 54 The Evidence is Conclusive (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Having just approached the courtyard by about ten feet, and using the old trees for cover, Lu Wubing tried to leap to the edge of the courtyard wall.

Suddenly, I heard a deep, thunderous shout.

"Who?"

The shout made Lu Wubing's eardrums ring.

A wave of heart palpitations washed over me.

He immediately changed his mind and retreated instead of charging forward.

With a light tap of the foot, it shot backward.

clap clap...

Two sounds rang out in quick succession.

Wood chips flew everywhere like rain!

The charred black bark and bamboo fragments, carried by a strong wind, rushed towards us.

A wave of heat rose in the air, scorching my eyebrows and eyes.

Suddenly, three figures leaped into the air in the courtyard.

Like a large bird, it soared and leaped, chasing after them.

Meanwhile, figures were moving around in the rooms on either side.

"My goodness, have we stirred up a hornet's nest?"

Lu Wubing almost cursed out his hometown dialect from his previous life.

The opponents exuded immense power, their internal energy almost tangible... He also clearly saw what had just been shot at them—two bamboo chopsticks for eating.

It actually shot through the courtyard wall and even pierced through a large tree.

One can imagine just how fierce and powerful the energy contained within it is.

He should be a top-tier expert; compared to the person who made the move, [Yin Yang Monk] is far inferior.

And there is more than one person who is suspected to be such a master.

how to spell?
Fortunately, they were still far away, and I was quick to react, so I didn't get too close.

There is still a chance to turn things around.

He focused his mind and fully activated the [Pine and Crane Technique], imagining himself as a cloud or a drop of water.

He took a quick, small step, his inner strength surging.

With a slight movement, he disappeared into the crowd on the street.

Pretend to be a passerby hurrying by.

It is very inconspicuous.

Several figures swept past to the left and right, creating a slight rustling sound.

Lu Wubing glanced at the man out of the corner of his eye and vaguely saw a middle-aged man with a large beard, still looking drunk, carrying a long sword on his back.

The other one was bald, but carried a broadsword on his back, and his hands were as black as ink.

After a quick glance, Lu Wubing didn't look again, but simply followed the flow of people and moved forward slowly.

Slowly walking out of the long street, I came to Zhengyang Avenue and saw Jinyutang in the distance again.

"It's unbelievable that so many experts are hidden right under Jin Yutang's nose."

Should we go tell Uncle Shen now and ask him to gather his men...?

Just as he thought of this, Lu Wubing felt it was inappropriate.

Since the opponent hasn't made a move, it's clear that the time isn't right, and they can't openly attack.

If I were to tear this pair of pants that were meant to cover my shame...

If trouble is stirred up, and Uncle Shen is no match for him...

Things could have backfired.

"Therefore, the best way is to break the enemy's plan silently and without them having any opportunity to launch an attack."

The calculations are complete.

Lu Wubing then did not go to Jin Yutang.

She knew that even if she rushed to tell Shen Liancheng now, it would probably be too late.

Those people on the other side are, after all, living, breathing people, and experts. Now that they're on guard, they'll probably hide even deeper.

The key point is still...

Even with myself included, we still couldn't beat this group.

I still need to go back and discuss this properly with my master and mistress...

Thus.

This piece is absolutely not going to be made.

move.

We have to move.

With this thought in mind, he began to think about what kind of excuse he could use to persuade his parents to move away from Mingyang City and go to Wangtian Cliff.

Although life on the mountain is a bit tough, it's safe.

I suppose my father isn't so clueless about the situation.

The whirlpool at the foot of the mountain is too deep and I can't control it... Before I've mastered the skills, I should stay away if I can.

Lu Wubing sighed, glanced behind him to make sure no one was there, then turned back to the Lu residence. "What? What time is it? Still thinking about treating patients?"

Lu Wubing looked completely bewildered.

Upon returning and inquiring, he learned that his father had just been summoned by the resident doctor of Huichuntang in Mingyang City.

"Didn't they say they were going to disband all the Huichuntang clinics? Why is the one in Mingyang City still open?"

"After all, it's the culmination of so many years of hard work. Mingyang City is right at the foot of Tianxing Peak, and with the Tianxing Sect protecting it, there's nothing to worry about."

Your father thought the East Sea Sword Sect would never dare to act recklessly here, so he didn't have time to close the hall.

Chen Yulian shook her head and said, "That's just how your father is; he'll never change."

I heard that the patient who came this time was in very critical condition, and even the resident doctor was at a loss, so I felt a little itchy to help.

Saying your hands are itchy is just a sarcastic way of putting it.

Actually, it's just an occupational hazard.

If a patient is in critical condition, Lu Changfeng will rush over regardless of whether it's raining knives or not.

If it's truly beyond saving, then so be it.

They could have saved them, but they didn't.

He just can't get over this hurdle in his heart.

Lu Wubing had seen this scene countless times in his memory.

There were even instances of people waking the old man from his bed in the middle of the night to take him to see a doctor.

"If only doctors in my past life were like this."

Lu Wubing felt a lump in his throat, but couldn't get it out.

You can't say that the old man who treated and saved lives made a mistake, can you?

Although doing more at this point might lead to more mistakes, doing nothing also seems like a mistake.

It can only be said that fate played a cruel trick on us.

A person's character determines their destiny...

……

Viewing Sparrow Tower.

On the third floor, by the open window, a young man dressed in purple silk robes and wearing a jade crown leaned against the window.

She took a sip of the wine that a delicate little hand beside her held to her lips, and smiled as she gently waved her folding fan: "In Mingyang, my Zhao family is heaven and earth."

"What's so special about a mere merchant, even if he has some minor reputation? Giving him face is an overreaction."

"Young Master Zhao is indeed generous. Our Donghai Sect does not ask for anything else, only that we copy a copy of the sword manual after obtaining it."

Afterwards, Master will surely put in a good word for him... The Prince's Palace is eager for talented individuals, and there will certainly be no shortage of opportunities for Brother Zhao to utilize his abilities."

The speaker was a man in his thirties with a deep scar on his left eyebrow.

Although this person had a fierce appearance, he was smiling warmly and speaking very pleasantly at this moment.

Several young men behind him echoed in unison.

"Yes, I heard that the sword manual is very strange, and the progress in cultivation is unusually fast."

Back then, Lu Chengyun was invincible throughout Tiannan. Guess how many years he trained?

"Ten years, or eight years?"

No, less than three years.

Wei Zhongming, the "Eyebrowless Sword," sighed, "Because of an old matter, Master once carefully investigated Lu Chengyun's background..."

It was learned that before this person came down the mountain, he had been a sutra master in the Dafan Temple's Dharma Hall and had not practiced any martial arts.

That year, when I went down the mountain to perform a religious ceremony, I got into a fight and a farmer broke my leg. It took three months to recover.

No one knows what happened, but Lu Chengyun, who was then called Master Xuyuan, went down the mountain and returned to secular life.

He opened a small clinic and quietly provided medicine and treatment.

Three years later, this man's reputation soared, and he tested his swordsmanship across the south, finding almost no one who could rival him..."

"Three years? What kind of medicine did he take?"

Zhao Xingwu became excited, "This young master doesn't aspire to become invincible in the south, he only hopes to advance further in martial arts and pass the provincial martial arts examination..."

Thinking of his elder brother's literary reputation, Zhao Xingwu felt immense pressure and anxiety. He turned to the middle-aged man with the rat-like beard beside him and asked, "Steward, do you think there would be any problems if we threw Lu Changfeng into prison?"

"This... I'm afraid the Heavenly Star Sect won't stand idly by. That Lu Wubing has joined Heavenly Star Peak, and I've heard he's highly regarded by Sect Leader Ouyang. His family..."

Zhao Yulin looked troubled.

"You don't understand. Not to mention that Sect Leader Ouyang of Tianxing Peak is too far away to help, even if he were on the mountain, he would be powerless to do anything."

One advantage of prestigious sects is that they always insist on having a legitimate reason for their actions, which makes them a few steps slower in their actions.

As for Shen Liancheng of the [Subduing Dragon Sword], well, he'll make it in time.

However, through legitimate means, we firmly pinned the accusation on the man surnamed Lu, and the evidence was irrefutable...

He dares to oppose my Zhao family in Mingyang City? Does he dare to rebel? Hahaha…”

At this point, Zhao Xingwu's lips curled slightly, and he turned to look at a burly man beside him: "Master Huang, are you confident that you can pry Lu Changfeng's mouth open and get the sword manual out of him within a day?"

"It won't take a whole day; with my methods, it will only take a short while. I guarantee he can clearly explain how many times he wet the bed as a child."

……

Asking for a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)