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

Chapter 258: Junior Brother, I Have a Problem

The Shaolin and Wudang monks also descended the mountain.

"Please rest assured, nun, our Hengshan Sect will definitely be there to congratulate your sect."

Compared to Fang Zheng's ambiguous attitude, Master Dingyi's attitude was much clearer.

Over the past few days, the Hengshan Sect and the Emei Sect have maintained a good relationship. With Yue Buqun's personal endorsement, Abbess Dingyi is also happy to establish contact with the Emei Sect, which is also beneficial to them.

After all, the Emei Sect, previously led by Master Jin Guang, was too low-key and had virtually no diplomacy with other sects besides Shaolin and Wudang.

"My Taishan Sect will also be present."

Tianmen Daoren also expressed his opinion.

"The Hengshan Sect will also be here."

Mr. Mo also said.

Their attitudes were all, without exception, expressing support for the lineage of Emei disciples led by Abbess Qingwei.

"Thank you all very much."

Master Qingwei's smile was sincere.

Although some of what they saw on their trip to Mount Hua was beyond their expectations, at least the general direction remained unchanged. Apart from the Songshan Sect, which was at odds with them, the other four sects of the Five Mountains Sword Sects expressed their support for them.

This is the benefit of allying with the Huashan Sect.

After seeing off Shaolin and Wudang, everyone continued on their way back. Master Dingyi and Daoist Tianmen planned to wait a while longer to make sure that the Huashan Sect was completely out of danger before leaving.

At this time, Jiang Ning was still at Nanfeng and did not participate in the farewell ceremony; there was no need for him to go.

Seven days have passed since Fang Zheng, Fang Sheng, and Chongxu found him, Yue Buqun, and Linghu Chong at the same time. Since that day, Fang Zheng and Chongxu have not made any further moves, nor have they found him and Linghu Chong separately, as if that encounter seven days ago was just a chance meeting.

Since they made no move, Yue Buqun also temporarily ignored it, as the Huashan Sect was currently very busy.

There wasn't enough food on the mountain, so they had to go down to buy more. They also needed to call back the original villagers from the villages at the foot of the mountain. Plus, with the Lunar New Year approaching, the mountain was incredibly busy.

With the Lunar New Year approaching, the Taoist priests from the Emei Sect and Qingcheng Mountain, at Yue Buqun's earnest urging, decided to stay until after the New Year.

Upon hearing this news, Lu Dayou was as happy as if it were New Year's Day.

"Junior sister, be careful."

A female disciple of Mount Hua almost slipped while walking on a steep mountain path. Lu Dayou, who was walking behind her, immediately caught up and rushed over.

"Are you okay?"

Lu Da asked with concern.

The Emei female disciple had delicate features and was quite young. She shook her head after hearing Lu Dayou's words.

"It's nothing, I just slipped."

"That's good, that's good. Junior sister, you must be careful. The weather is getting colder now, and it rained this morning, so the roads are very slippery."

Lu Dayou breathed a sigh of relief.

"whispering sound."

The Huashan disciples watching this scene from afar all rolled their eyes.

They now find Lu Dayou displeasing no matter how they look at him.

"Look at how dissolute he is."

Tao Jun pursed his lips.

The other Huashan disciples couldn't help but nod in agreement.

"Senior brother, what is this?"

The Emei disciple looked curiously at Lu Dayou's chest.

Lu Dayou made too much movement just now, and the hilt of the sword on his neck fell off.

"Oh, you mean this? This is the sword I used before."

Lu Dayou took the sword hilt off his neck and handed it to her.

The Emei disciple curiously took the sword hilt and asked, "Since this sword is broken, why not get a new one? Why keep this one with you?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Dayou's eyes lit up, and he said, "You don't know? This sword has a story. Back then, Junior Brother Jiang Ning used this sword of mine to chase down the demoness."

"is it?"

The Emei disciple's eyes lit up, and he asked, "I heard Master say before that Junior Brother Jiang chased down the demoness of the Demonic Sect, but I don't know how he did it. Could you tell me in detail, Senior Brother?"

"of course can!"

Lu Dayou nodded excitedly; that was also the highlight of his swordsmanship.

"It was a dark and stormy night..."

As Lu Dayou continued talking, he gestured with his hands in the air, describing the process of Jiang Ning chasing down the demonic sect's demoness in a dramatic and epic manner, which made the Emei female disciple's eyes widen.

"I really want to punch him right now."

Ying Bailuo watched this scene with a sneer from afar, while the other Huashan disciples were also itching to join in.

Lu Dayou usually treasured that broken sword, hanging it around his neck and even sleeping with it on. He wouldn't let his fellow disciples touch it, saying that the broken sword would become his family heirloom, and he was afraid that their dirty hands would defile the heirloom and ruin his luck.

But now Lu Dayou's family heirloom was being touched and handled by that Emei female disciple, and Lu Dayou didn't mind at all. This scene of prioritizing romance over friendship made everyone grit their teeth.

"Forget it, I'm not watching anymore, it's making me angry."

One of the Huashan disciples snorted coldly and left immediately; he couldn't stand it any longer.

The other Huashan disciples also left one after another, intending to go down the mountain to help.

Now that the Huashan incident has passed, the people who temporarily left are gradually returning. They have nothing to do now, so they go down to help out.

But just as these Huashan disciples were preparing to descend the mountain, they discovered a figure on Thousand-Foot Cliff carrying an old Taoist priest up the mountain with great difficulty.

……

"Kung Fu is a killing technique, but sometimes you don't necessarily have to rely on a sword to kill. You can gain a greater chance of survival in battle by making flexible use of your own advantages."

Training ground.

Jiang Ning is sharing his experience with disciples from the four sects of Hengshan, Taishan, Hengshan, and Emei. Even some Taoists from Qingcheng Mountain have come to listen to his lectures.

There are now several hundred people sitting in the training ground, all of them young disciples from various sects.

Actually, Jiang Ning hadn't originally planned to give this presentation. However, he had killed so many people while guarding the Thousand-Foot Crag that the disciples from both the Taishan and Hengshan sects watching behind him were stunned and wanted to learn from him, so Jiang Ning agreed.

"When fighting an enemy, the worst thing you can do is to use your moves in a rigid and predictable way. If the enemy knows your school's martial arts, they will know what you are going to do next. You will not be able to win if you do that."

Jiang Ning stood in the center of the training ground and spoke his thoughts in a voice that everyone present could hear.

"The moves are fixed, but the person is alive. The essence of the move lies in the word 'change'. Be flexible and adaptable, not rigid, and certainly not constrained by the weapon. Only the person wields the sword, not the sword wields the person. You can't be completely lost without your sword and not know how to make a move. Otherwise, you're just handing your life over to the enemy."

When Jiang Ning shared his experience, he did not hold back and told the disciples from the various factions present everything he knew.

His words indeed benefited these disciples greatly.

"Junior brother, I have a question."

At this moment, a hand suddenly reached out from a group of Taoist priests from the Taishan Sect.

Jiang Ning looked over and said, "Please speak, Senior Brother."

The Taoist priest stood up and asked, "Junior brother, you just said that the essence of a move lies in change. I would like to ask if I use lime powder to fight an enemy, is it necessary to spray it directly into his eyes? Can I use the lime powder flexibly depending on the situation?"

Chapter 259: Healing Wounds

Upon hearing this question posed by the Taishan Sect disciple, the Emei disciple and the Qingcheng Taoist priest were puzzled.

The Hengshan disciples and other Taishan disciples felt their faces turn slightly red and lowered their heads, but their ears perked up involuntarily, afraid of missing what was to come.

Upon hearing this question, Jiang Ning glanced at the Taoist priest.

He remembered that the Taoist priest was named Li Jinyu. Last time, when he and Lu Dayou were ambushing each other in the back mountain, he took several packets of the Taoist priest's belongings but still felt they weren't enough. He even asked Lu Dayou if he had any extra disciples from the Taishan Sect.

Fortunately, the elders, such as Daoist Tianmen and Abbess Dingyi, were not present and were discussing matters in the main hall. Otherwise, it would be hard to believe the remarkable reaction of Daoist Tianmen when he heard these words from the Taishan Sect disciple.

"Uh...this..."

Hearing Li Jinyu's heartfelt question, Jiang Ning was also at a loss for words.

Although he was the first to use lime powder as a weapon, he wasn't the one who popularized it.

Jiang Ning thought about it carefully for a moment before replying, "The main point of this move is to catch the enemy off guard. If the enemy is prepared, the effect will be greatly reduced. The key to making this move work is not in the variation, but in the timing of the attack..."

Li Jinyu nodded repeatedly, his expression serious. He even took out a piece of paper and wrote it down. Jiang Ning had no idea where he got the paper and pen from.

After answering his question, Jiang Ning planned to get back on track and continue sharing his experience.

At that moment, some Huashan disciples were rushing towards the South Peak from the direction of the West Peak.

"Junior Brother Jiang Ning, Junior Brother Jiang Ning, Uncle Cheng and Junior Brother Lin are back."

A disciple of Mount Hua shouted.

Jiang Ning, who was about to continue his lecture, turned around and looked at them after hearing this, and found that they all had anxious expressions on their faces.

Seeing their expressions, Jiang Ning frowned and walked over directly.

"Senior brother, what happened?"

Upon hearing Jiang Ning's inquiry, one of the Huashan disciples anxiously replied, "Uncle Cheng is injured, seriously injured. We can't wake him up no matter how we call him. I'll come and call Master and the others."

problem occurs.

Jiang Ning's expression darkened, and he asked directly, "Where are they?"

Tao Jun hurriedly replied, "It's inside the pavilion at Jin Suo Guan."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning abandoned his previous sharing of experience and immediately used his lightness skill to head straight for the central peak, disappearing from everyone's sight in a few leaps.

Jiang Ning moved quickly and soon arrived at Jin Suo Guan. Inside a pavilion, he found Lin Pingzhi and Cheng Buyou lying on the ground, surrounded by some Huashan disciples.

"Junior Brother Jiang Ning is here!"