The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Becomes a Disciple of Yue Buqun

Chapter 18: Sword Dance (26/)

Chapter 459: Sword Dance (18/26)

After listening to Yue Buqun's words, he looked at his expression again.

The pair of dark circles under the eyes were so conspicuous on that fair face.

Obviously things are not as simple as Yue Buqun said.

However, since Yue Buqun didn't intend to elaborate, Jiang Ning didn't really want to know, so he didn't ask any further.

"Master, senior brother."

At this time, Lin Pingzhi, who was practicing sword not far away, also put away his sword and walked towards Yue Buqun and Jiang Ning.

In fact, Lin Pingzhi had already seen Jiang Ning coming, but because Yue Buqun was also watching him practice sword, he did not stop halfway and did not put away the sword until he finished the practice.

"Ah."

Yue Buqun nodded gently and said to Lin Pingzhi: "Ping'er, your martial arts have improved a lot during this period. You have also practiced Huashan swordsmanship very well, but there are still some shortcomings. Your swordsmanship is not coherent, and you still haven't figured out how to use the sword."

Lin Pingzhi didn't know what Yue Buqun was thinking before, so he bowed after Yue Buqun finished speaking. "Please give me some guidance, Master."

Yue Buqun laughed. "I was indeed ready to teach you, but since Ning'er is here, let Ning'er teach you. It just so happens that you two have a deep relationship as brothers. You didn't have a good chat after Ning'er came back yesterday."

Lin Pingzhi nodded happily. "Thank you, Master, and thank you, Senior Brother, for your guidance."

Jiang Ning had no objection to the task Yue Buqun gave him. "Yes, Master."

After saying that, he nodded to Lin Pingzhi.

"Okay, Ning'er, you stay here to teach Ping'er how to practice swordsmanship. I'm leaving first."

Yue Buqun left after saying this.

After Yue Buqun left, Lin Pingzhi looked at Jiang Ning with joy.

"Brother, it's great that you're okay."

When Lin Pingzhi heard the news of Jiang Ning's death, it was as if the sky had fallen. After that, he practiced hard day and night just to avenge Jiang Ning one day.

Jiang Ning smiled. "I'm sorry to have worried Junior Brother Lin."

Jiang Ning didn't say much about this, but instead taught the other party the Huashan sword technique.

"Junior Brother Lin, the way of swordsmanship is not about rote memorization, nor about fixed moves, but more about the word "change". My Huashan swordsmanship is extremely profound, and each move is the result of the life-long efforts of countless predecessors. However, when we learn swordsmanship, we do not follow the sword manual to perform moves one by one, but to connect them together to form a myriad of swordsmanship. If we cannot do this, no matter how good our swordsmanship is, it will be useless."

Jiang Ning explained this to the other party first, and then said: "You have already memorized the sword techniques, so I will not explain them in detail. Next, I will demonstrate the Huashan sword technique and you can watch. I hope it will be helpful to you."

Hearing that Jiang Ning was going to demonstrate the Huashan sword technique, Lin Pingzhi's expression straightened and he said seriously, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother."

Jiang Ning came out without a sword. He took Lin Pingzhi's sword and went to the open space to practice swordsmanship.

It was almost December and heavy snow had begun to fall on Mount Emei. The whole world looked white.

Jiang Ning dances with a sword in the snow.

……

"Brother, we have arrived in Shunqing Prefecture, not far from Mount Emei."

Fang Sheng said to Fang Zheng.

They started from Shaolin in Henan in November. Now it is December and they have entered Sichuan.

They are still several hundred miles away from Mount Emei, and they will arrive there after walking for a while.

At this time, the monks of the Shaolin sect stayed in one of the shops in Shunqing Prefecture.

"Ah."

Hearing what his junior brother said, Fang Zheng nodded slightly, and then asked, "How is your investigation of the Emei Sect going?"

When it comes to business, Fang Sheng's expression also becomes serious. "I have almost finished the investigation. Before those women of the Emei Sect launched the attack on Master Jin Guang's lineage, an Emei disciple went to Huashan. A few months later, a civil war broke out in Jinding Temple. I think those who control the Emei Sect now must have formed an alliance with Huashan Sect at that time."

Fang Zheng's expression did not change. After listening to this, he asked, "Are there no survivors from Master Jin Guang's lineage?"

Fang Sheng nodded. "Yes, but most of them are lower-level disciples. Almost all the top masters are dead. Only one Taoist priest Songwen managed to escape."

Fang Zheng asked. "Where is he now? Can we find him?"

Fang Sheng shook his head. "Song Wen has been missing since he escaped from Mount Emei that night. During this period of time, Junior Brother has been looking for him, but to no avail."

After hearing what his junior brother said, Fang Zheng's eyes fell into deep thought.

Fang Sheng suddenly asked, "Has Taoist Song Wen arrived yet..."

Before he could finish his words, Fang Zheng looked up at him.

Fang Sheng kept silent.

After a long time.

"It seems that they have been dormant since they fled down the mountain decades ago. It is really surprising that they have such strength now to defeat the Emei disciples of Master Jin Guang's lineage."

Fang Zheng spoke slowly, his face expressionless and his tone calm, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Fang Sheng looked at him. "Brother, since those people from Emei have come back, will they know what happened back then..."

Fang Zheng shook his head. "No."

"There was no news after the senior from Emei Sect returned to Emei, and Emei Sect did not respond. I think they probably didn't know about it, otherwise they wouldn't have kept it secret for so many years. And after the senior died, no evidence was found from her, so that shouldn't be the case."

Fang Sheng frowned. "But those nuns were a little cold towards my Shaolin before. I wonder if they..."

Fang Zheng was also puzzled, but still shook his head. "They probably think that Master Jin Guang is on good terms with our Shaolin, so they are somewhat disgusted and wary of our Shaolin."

Fang Sheng still felt that something was fishy after hearing this.

"Junior brother, I already know what you mean."

Fang Zheng looked at him and said, "Anyway, things have come to this point now. Whether they know about it or not, it has no impact on us. We just need to pay more attention to Emei in the future."

Fang Sheng's brows relaxed, he nodded, and then he talked about another matter. "Brother, we have contacted the Hengshan and Hengshan sects before, trying to win them over to Shaolin, but although Mr. Mo Da praised Shaolin, he had no intention of getting close to it, and Master Ding Xian was the same."

Fang Zheng thought for a moment and said, "It should be that the Five Mountains Sword Sects have just disintegrated and they have not yet come out of the idea of ​​the Five Mountains Alliance. Once some time has passed and the pressure from the Demon Sect comes, they will know what to decide."

"We'll talk about this later. There's no rush to win over the two factions. There'll be plenty of time later."

Planning something or a plan is never accomplished overnight; it requires sufficient patience and time.

Fang Zheng was very clear in his mind.

Chapter 460: Heaven and Earth Are Impartial

Chapter 460: Heaven and Earth Are Impartial

"Ok."

Fang Sheng nodded.

This kind of thing is definitely not something that can be accomplished in a short period of time.

"What's the news from the Demon Cult?"

Fang Zheng asked this question again.

Fang Sheng put away his thoughts after hearing this and replied, "At present, we still don't know how Ren Woxing escaped, but it should be Xiang Wentian and Ren Yingying who rescued him secretly."

Fang Zheng nodded.

Fang Sheng frowned. "Logically speaking, since Dongfang Bubai has trapped Ren Woxing, he shouldn't be rescued so easily by Xiang Wentian and Ren Yingying. This doesn't fit his methods."

Fang Zheng was also unclear about Dongfang Bubai's thoughts.

Fang Sheng sighed. "During the years since Dongfang Bubai became the leader of the Demon Cult, the Demon Cult has been much calmer, but Ren Woxing has re-emerged. Judging from his character, the martial arts world is about to face another catastrophe."

"Don't worry too much now."

Fang Zheng said at this time: "Although Ren Woxing has escaped, the Demon Cult is now divided. Ren Woxing must hate Dongfang Bubai the most. Now Ren Woxing has countless followers, and the two sides have an irreconcilable hatred. I think the two sides will fight in the near future, which may not be a bad thing for my righteous path."

"That's what senior brother said."

Fang Sheng nodded and then sighed.

"It's a pity. Jiang Ning's talent was really good. It would have been great if he could join our Shaolin. He would have led Shaolin to become even stronger in the future. But now he died at the hands of the Demon Cult. It's a pity for such a good talent."

Fang Sheng couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

He really wanted Jiang Ning to join Shaolin, after all, Jiang Ning had great talent.

Fang Zheng was quite open-minded about this.

"Junior brother, you are obsessed with it."

Fang Sheng didn't understand why Fang Zheng said that, so he lowered his head. "Please give me some advice, Senior Brother."

Fang Zheng stood up and stretched his body, then turned to look out the window. "Everyone is talking about the Jianghu, but what is the Jianghu? You and I are both in the Jianghu, or we can say that you and I are the Jianghu."

"The martial arts world is a torrent. There may be one or two geniuses who stand above the torrent with their own talents and enjoy the attention of everyone. That is a great honor, but also a great danger."

Fang Zheng shook his head and sighed, then continued.

"For example, Jiang Ning, he became famous at a young age, his martial arts skills were superb, and he was well-known in the martial arts world. Who didn't know him? But what was the final result?"

Fang Zheng shook his head. "No matter what kind of genius you are, no matter how you stir the tide in such a torrent, you will never be able to escape from it. If you are not careful, you will be drowned by the torrent and will never be able to stand up again."

Fang Sheng understood what Fang Zheng meant.

"I understand what you mean, brother. I just think it's a pity to waste Jiang Ning's talent. If he can enter Shaolin, our Shaolin will become even stronger."

Fang Zheng still shook his head. "You still don't understand."

"The development and growth of a sect is the result of the efforts of countless heroes over hundreds of years. It is not achieved overnight, nor is it the work of one person. Is there any sect in the world that has developed to this day because of the efforts of one person? It is the foundation accumulated by countless predecessors over hundreds of years."

"Without this foundation, one person alone cannot accomplish this. If you think Jiang Ning's talent will allow him to dominate the martial arts world in the future, and you want him to join our Shaolin to expand the Shaolin, you are totally wrong."

"The reason why Shaolin has been able to stand for a thousand years is not because of one person's invincible martial arts."

"Even if his martial arts are invincible, so what? How about the current Dongfang Bubai? Without tens of thousands of followers under his command, how much can he change the situation in the martial arts world?"

Not to mention that Jiang Ning is dead now. Even if he is not dead, how much can he change? Even if he is talented, he is nothing more than another Dongfang Bubai, which will not affect Shaolin.

"It has never been possible for a single person to strengthen Shaolin or overwhelm our Shaolin. Even Wudang, founded by Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang, was only on par with our Shaolin at its peak. What about now?"

Fang Zheng had a faint smile on his face. "It is better to look at the past than the future. Even a brilliant man like Master Zhang can only be like this. How many Master Zhangs are there in this world?"