With a sword drawn, he laughs proudly, his martial prowess dominating the heavens!

Chapter 116 Thank you, Uncle-Master, for your gift!

"Qu Yang?"

Master Dingyi was stunned for a moment, then looked at the corpses around her, and her anger rose again. "A great villain is like a loyal man, a great false man is like a true man. Zuo Lengchan of Songshan is indeed a wolf in sheep's clothing!"

How is this any different from the actions of the demonic cultists?!

"As for this alliance of the Five Sacred Mountains, I, Mount Heng (Northern Sacred Mountain), might as well not join it!"

Qu Yang smiled but remained silent, while Linghu Chong agreed wholeheartedly. Zuo Lengchan's ambition to annex the Four Mountains remained undiminished, and who knew how many troubles he would cause in the future.

Li Che laughed and said, "Uncle-Master, there is no need to be angry. The Five Mountains Alliance's original intention was to fight against the Demonic Sect. Although Zuo Lengchan is a treacherous villain, he is considering the overall situation. If the Five Mountains Alliance falls apart, it will give the Demonic Sect an opportunity to take advantage of us."

Now that Songshan's fighting strength has been greatly weakened, Zuo Lengchan should be unable to cause us any trouble in the short term.

The junior disciple thought it best to lie low for now, obey orders but not submit, and wait for the Five Mountains Alliance to settle accounts with them.

The senior monk beside him rolled his eyes repeatedly, but his gaze never left Li Che.

He's skilled in martial arts, quick-witted, and handsome—truly a perfect match for Lin'er!

But Lin'er, whom he had mentioned, was not seen. She was clasping her hands together and closing her eyes slightly, and it was unclear whether she was reciting the Rebirth Mantra or praying for blessings.

Master Dingyi let out a sigh, nodded and said, "Nephew Li has thought things through carefully. It would be best if the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance were to be the head of the Yue Sect."

"Very well, I'll go back and discuss it with my senior sister, the sect leader, and see what she thinks."

"Master, what should we do with these corpses?"

"Lin'er, why bother with them? Do you want to build a grave for them to be reborn in the afterlife?" Monk Bujie said gruffly.

"Father, summer is approaching. If we don't deal with these corpses, it could lead to a plague, which would be a terrible sin."

The head monk scratched his head. "Then throw it into the river. Out of sight, out of mind."

"That won't do. Many people downstream are washing clothes and drinking water. Wouldn't that harm even more people? Burning it won't work either. The wind is strong at night, and it might ignite the forest and spread to the town."

Yilin looked worried and was thinking seriously.

"No this, no that, daughter, you don't really want to dig a hole and bury the body, do you? Your father is strong, but these dozens of people..."

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"Father, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. We put in some effort, but we avoided a disaster. This is a great merit. If the Bodhisattva knows, he will protect us."

Monk Bujie:

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Li Che listened quietly for a moment and thought to himself, "She's a kind-hearted little nun."

Then she glanced at Linghu Chong, severing their connection, so the little nun could now devote herself to Buddhism.

"Junior sister, there's no need to worry. This place is near a ferry and town. We can just lay the body on the road, and the government officials will handle it," Li Che said with a smile.

"Oh, right~"

The head monk laughed loudly and said, "That's a good idea. Brother Li is quick-witted. You little nuns shouldn't get involved in these rough jobs."

"Come on, little brother, let's go move the body."

Having said that, he dragged Li Che by the arm and left. The latter looked at him strangely; this big monk seemed a bit too familiar with everyone.

Three people were moving the corpse, a nun was chanting sutras, and Qu Yang sat calmly to the side, shaking his head and swaying his fingers, seemingly savoring some piece of music.

As for whether Zuo Lengchan will conclude that Hua Shan and others were the murderers?

Li Che glanced at his six deceased senior uncles; those who were still alive might still have some reservations.

Now, I'm actually looking forward to Zuo Lengchan's next move!

Linghu Chong had just put down Le Hou's body when he looked up and saw his senior brother bending over and groping Ding Mian's body.

What's wrong with you?!

In the blink of an eye, the purse and medicine bottle were scattered all over the ground. What was there to look for?

Out of curiosity, he also reached out and touched Le Hou's corpse.

Ok?

A booklet was pulled out.

The cover features four large characters: The Great Yin-Yang Hand!

"Brother Li, are you looking for this?"

Li Che suddenly turned around, his eyes brightening, and he hurried over in a few steps, leaving Ding Mian's body behind.

Turning the page: Left hand Yin comes from right hand Yang, Yin reaches its extreme and Yang is born in the darkness. Each palm seems to strike in one direction, but the Yin and Yang energies go their separate ways. Further on, it becomes "Yin and Yang complement each other, movement and stillness give rise to each other."

Then, upon turning the page again, one finds numerous palm techniques and their essential principles.

Uncle Yue, what a kind person!

Thank you, Uncle Yue, for the gift!

"Let's move Uncle Yue to a different spot. It's too close to the woods here; we don't want any wild animals to carry him away."

Linghu Chong: "

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Linghu Chong reluctantly lifted the corpse again, but before he could take two steps, Li Che said, "Brother Linghu, the corpses of our senior uncles have been handed over. Be sure to handle them properly and carefully!"

Linghu Chong understood what he meant, but he felt... a little embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, the Huashan disciple said, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle. The more you understand, the more chances of survival your fellow disciples will have."

Don't overlook these seemingly minor details. A thousand-mile dike can be destroyed by an ant hole; victory or defeat, honor or disgrace, often hinges on the slightest difference!

Li Che spoke with absolute certainty and a solemn expression, causing the nun from Hengshan, who had been frowning, to suddenly realize something.

Master Dingyi: Junior Nephew Li is very thoughtful, but I was short-sighted. With his martial arts skills, how could he covet the martial arts manual of a defeated opponent? Alas~ This time when I return to the mountain, I should guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and calm my mind to cultivate Buddhism.

Linghu Chong nodded silently. Sure enough, his senior brother was always thinking about Mount Hua. He was no match for him.

Then... he touched it very carefully.

Feng Buping: That's how he fooled me!

Li Che was very satisfied, believing that this was the proper course of action for the benefit of Mount Hua.

Since "Emperor Linghu" is here, he doesn't need to take any extra action.

Li Che approached Abbess Dingyi and asked, "Senior Sister-in-law, may I speak with you in private?"

As the two walked further away, Li Che took out a brand new book from his pocket.

"Junior Nephew Li, all the disciples in my sect are female, and besides, our own swordsmanship is not yet fully mastered, while the martial arts of the Songshan bandits are..."

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"Master, please take a look first."

Li Che casually flipped through the booklet—Hengshan Sword Techniques!

A moment later.

"This, this sword technique! A sword technique that has been lost to Hengshan for decades, how did Junior Nephew Li obtain it?"

Dingyi kept his eyes glued to the book, and there was not a trace of doubt in his words.

Li Che secretly praised his clear sense of right and wrong, and then took the opportunity to explain his words to Mo Da.

"My master has long wanted to return your sect's sword techniques, but he is afraid that if the timing is not right, he may be misunderstood."

To be honest, I told my senior master that if it weren't for what happened tonight, I wouldn't have dared to take it out. I hope...

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"Nephew Li, there's no need for further words! Both Sect Leader Yue and your nephew are upright people. If this sword technique falls into the hands of others, they will most likely demand repayment for the favor they have received."

Tonight, my nephew not only saved the lives of my Hengshan disciples, but also generously gifted me this book. The entire Hengshan community will remember this forever.

"If Mount Hua ever asks for anything in the future, Hengshan Dingyi will never refuse!"

"Uncle-Master, you flatter me. With you vouching for me, things are much easier to discuss with Uncle-Master Tianmen. However..."

"Li Che looked somewhat troubled, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "I have heard that Master Tianmen's uncle seems to have some unclear relationship with the Songshan Sect."

I am the younger generation, so it's not appropriate for me to offer advice.

Ding Yi snorted angrily, "It's Songshan again! Last year I heard that the two old Taoists, Yu Jizi and Yu Qingzi, died in Fuzhou because they coveted the sword manual."

Unexpectedly, Yu Yinzi and the other two were still not at peace.

You don't need to worry about this matter. I will inform my senior brother Xintianmen when we return to Hengshan. He will explain the details.

"In that case, I am relieved."

Fifteen minutes later, the group turned east to find another ferry crossing.

Now that they were almost in Shanxi, Li Che thought to himself, "I might as well see this through to the end."

The Three Swordsmen of Laughing Proudly put on their bamboo hats again and followed Hengshan and his group.

However, the group had only been gone for half an hour.

Near the north ferry crossing, a figure was rushing south. If Yilin were here, she would recognize him as the fisherman who had said, "The boat is completely destroyed."

After walking several miles, the man cried out in surprise and collapsed to the ground.

The pale moon in the dark night reflected his deathly pale face.

died!

all dead!