The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun.

Jiang Ning looked at Yue Buqun and asked, "How is Master's health?"

Logically, several days have passed, and the depleted internal energy should have recovered considerably, so why is Yue Buqun still like this?

Upon hearing his disciple ask this question, Yue Buqun's expression turned serious. He had already prepared his answer and said, "I used too much internal energy when I healed you that day, and I won't be able to recover for a while."

That day, Yue Buqun did indeed expend a lot of his true energy for Jiang Ning, which probably damaged Yue Buqun's essence. Jiang Ning frowned and looked somewhat guilty.

"This disciple is unworthy, and I have troubled my master with this."

Yue Buqun chuckled and said, "It's alright, I just need to rest more, there's no need to blame myself too much."

Seeing the harmonious scene between master and disciple, Feng Buping, who was standing to the side, also thought of his disciple.

The disciples who returned to Mount Hua with him had been with him for quite some time and had a very special bond with him. Originally, he was worried that other Mount Hua disciples would be ostracized because of their former identity as members of the Sword Sect, but he never felt that way after returning to Mount Hua.

He treated his and Cheng Buyou's disciples like brothers, and was especially courteous and respectful to his two uncles. This finally put Cheng Buyou at ease, and they were even more convinced of Yue Buqun's abilities. In particular, when Yue Buqun saved Cheng Buyou from the hands of the Six Immortals of Peach Valley, they wholeheartedly supported Yue Buqun.

Sincerity is the ultimate weapon. Yue Buqun and the Huashan disciples treated them this way because people are all made of flesh and blood. Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou are not the kind of people who are ungrateful.

After the apprenticeship ceremony was completed, Jiang Ning led Liu Zhaoxian away from the inner hall, while Yue Buqun and Feng Buping still had matters to discuss.

As soon as he stepped out of the inner hall, a group of Huashan disciples were already waiting outside, including Linghu Chong.

"Junior Brother."

Linghu Chong exclaimed happily.

Even though the Huashan Sect has now taken in so many disciples, Linghu Chong still habitually calls Jiang Ning his junior brother.

After so many days of nourishing his body with tonics, Linghu Chong's complexion was rosy, and his internal injuries had healed considerably.

Jiang Ning smiled at him and led Liu Zhao to the group of Huashan disciples.

Liu Zhao bowed respectfully to the Huashan disciples.

"This junior disciple greets all senior uncles and master disciples."

Linghu Chong looked at Liu Zhao with amazement, and felt even more strange after hearing how Liu Zhao addressed him.

At this time, most of the disciples at Mount Hua had arrived, including those children who had just begun their studies.

Ye Ying was holding the hand of a three-year-old child, his younger brother.

His name is Ye Jian.

This is the name given to him by Yue Buqun.

"I didn't expect my junior brother to have taken on disciples."

Looking at Liu Zhao's quiet nature, which was very similar to Jiang Ning's, Linghu Chong suddenly felt the urge to take on a disciple.

He also took a drunkard as an apprentice, so that he would have someone to drink with.

The other Huashan disciples had also met Liu Zhao before. They came purely out of curiosity. After witnessing the apprenticeship ceremony, they all left. Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou's disciples, along with the other Huashan disciples, left together, arm in arm, chatting and laughing, to practice their skills.

Linghu Chong also left.

He planned to return to Siguo Cliff to continue his seclusion.

Lu Dayou had already spread the word that Jiang Ning had chased after Ren Yingying and killed Tao Shixian and Tao Huaxian. He had heard about it and felt that Jiang Ning was progressing faster and faster. He was even losing his way to Jiang Ning. He had to practice his skills more diligently, or he would be left far behind by Jiang Ning.

"Junior nephew, come practice with us."

A child with a childish voice spoke to Liu Zhao, but his expression was rather mature for his age.

Liu Zhao did not speak upon hearing this, but instead looked up at Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning nodded: "Go ahead."

These junior disciples are the same age as Liu Zhao, making them easier to get along with.

Liu Zhao nodded seriously, "Yes, Master."

After saying that, he left with the children.

The once bustling area has now become empty.

Jiang Ning also planned to go back to his room to practice the Innate Skill.

Practicing martial arts is tedious, but the key is to persevere.

……

Linghu Chong, carrying large bags of luggage, returned to Siguo Cliff and planned to stay there for a while longer, waiting for his martial arts skills to improve before descending the mountain.

As soon as he put down his luggage, Linghu Chong sat on a rock and gazed at the scenery in the distance.

The scenery of Mount Hua is beautiful, but Linghu Chong has no mind to appreciate it at this moment.

After a while.

"Hey."

Linghu Chong let out a long sigh.

He felt that Jiang Ning's progress was too fast. A few months ago, he thought he had caught up with Jiang Ning, but Jiang Ning went to Sichuan and actually wiped out the Qingcheng Sect on his own. This strength shocked him. But what shocked him even more was that after Jiang Ning returned from Sichuan, he actually chased and killed the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect for three hundred miles and even killed two of them while surrounded by so many top-notch experts. He didn't know what to say.

Jiangning's rapid growth was beyond his comprehension.

Despite this, Linghu Chong was not discouraged. Although he never considered himself a genius or a master, he also did not feel that he was inferior to others.

If Jiang Ning can practice so diligently, there's no reason why he can't do the same.

"Hey kid, what brings you here again? You've been coming so often, do you think this place is your home?"

Just as Linghu Chong was secretly encouraging himself, an old voice rang out not far away, startling him.

"who!"

Linghu Chong suddenly stood up, drew his sword, and turned to look.

An old man with white hair and a green robe looked at him with a gloomy expression.

Chapter 157: Believe it or not now

"Who are you? How dare you trespass on the forbidden grounds of my Huashan Sect!"

Linghu Chong shouted sternly.

The Cliff of Contemplation is where Huashan disciples are punished by facing the wall in meditation. No one other than Huashan disciples is allowed to come here, but this old man suddenly appeared without Huashan noticing him.

While questioning the old man, Linghu Chong was also observing him. The man had no aura and just stood there casually. He seemed to be full of flaws, but Linghu Chong felt that he had no way to attack him.

This is a highly skilled martial artist.

Upon realizing this, Linghu Chong shouted loudly.

"Who exactly are you?!"

The old man in the green robe frowned upon hearing this, put one hand on his waist, and covered his ears with the other.

Why are you yelling so loudly?

Linghu Chong ignored this, his mind highly focused, his eyes fixed on the old man in the green robe, and he began to think about the man's identity.

"Are you a member of the Demonic Sect?"

Linghu Chong looked at the old man in green robes with surprise and doubt.

It's no wonder he had this thought. Some time ago, the Peach Valley Six Immortals of the Demonic Sect broke into the mountain and kidnapped him. Later, Jiang Ning encountered Ren Yingying in Hanzhong Prefecture. All of this shows that the Demonic Sect is targeting Mount Hua. Although he doesn't know the purpose of the Demonic Sect kidnapping him, this old man in green robes is very likely sent by the Demonic Sect.

Upon hearing Linghu Chong's words, the old man in the green robe frowned, looked him up and down, and seemed somewhat speechless.

Seeing that the old man in the green robe remained silent, Linghu Chong also kept quiet, watching him warily while thinking about how to escape.

Behind him lay a bottomless abyss, and the path down the Cliff of Contemplation was blocked by the old man in the green robe. He couldn't think of a good solution for the time being.

The old man in the green robe just stared at him.

After a while.

"idiot."

The old man in the green robe shook his head slightly in disdain.

Upon hearing this, Linghu Chong's eyes flashed with anger.

Normally, given his temper, he would have retorted, but he held back at this moment.

The old man in the green robe looked at him and said, "What's wrong with you, kid? Trying to find a place to reflect on your mistakes in your old age?"

As he spoke, the old man in the green robe looked at Linghu Chong with a hint of mockery and said, "The Cliff of Contemplation is a place where the Huashan Sect punishes its disciples. Even decades ago, no Huashan disciple came here as often as you. It seems you have repeatedly violated the sect rules."

This kid has been a regular at the Cliff of Contemplation since he was a child. He comes here whenever he has something to do, and the old man in the green robe is tired of seeing him.

The old man in the green robe sneered, "Back then, your grandmaster also made a mistake and spent three years and six months in seclusion here. You can be considered to be of the same lineage."

Linghu Chong looked both embarrassed and angry: "I can come whenever I want, what's it to you!"

After saying that, Linghu Chong realized what the old man in the green robe had said and asked in shock, "Who exactly are you? How do you know about my master's affairs?"

His grandmaster was Yue Buqun's master and the leader of the Qi Sect.

Yue Buqun once spoke about his master and mentioned this sentence.

The old man in the green robe sighed and said, "Don't you know my name?"

"what?"

Linghu Chong was bewildered.

The old man in the green robe gestured towards the cave at the Cliff of Contemplation.

Linghu Chong didn't react at first and was still a little confused, but the next second his expression turned to shock.

"Are you Grandmaster Feng?"

Feng Qingyang put one hand on his hip, raised an eyebrow, and smiled. A gust of wind blew, making his white hair and green robe flutter.

"Not too stupid."

……

Ning Zhongze and Cheng Buyou finally returned with the Huashan disciples. After descending the mountain, they went straight to Hanzhong Prefecture, but found no trace of Jiang Ning. They then began searching around Hanzhong Prefecture, but still found nothing.