Comprehensive martial arts storyteller: I, a sword can open the gate of heaven

Following Yang Xiao's resignation, Zhang Wuji was the only one left in the empty leader's hall.

Scenes of parents being forced to death when they were young resurfaced in front of them.

But at the same time, there were other strange emotions in his heart.

In fact, the death of Zhang Wuji's parents back then may not all be due to the factors of those few decent families.

But so what, if it wasn't for them pressing each other closely, my parents would have left Wudang at the worst.

How could it be possible to die?

"Huashan, Shaolin, and Kunlun. I won't just let this matter go!"

……

The recent rivers and lakes are very lively, and major events happen from time to time.

As a result, those who eat melons in the rivers and lakes are waiting for new big melons every day.

Tongfu Inn, where people from all walks of life gather.

"Hey, hey, I heard that the Kongtong faction is already dead in name only."

"Why haven't I heard of it? I thought that after killing the five elders of the Kongtong sect, the demon sect would restrain themselves for a while, but I didn't expect them to send people to surround and kill the other masters of the Kongtong sect. If you ask me, the demon sect is too ruthless. The name of the Demon Cult is indeed correct."

Someone in the crowd snorted coldly: "Cruel? I'm afraid you have forgotten the Wudang Mountain incident back then! You didn't say you were cruel when you forced your parents to death, but now you start to say that they are cruel when you are revenged by others? It's really embarrassing." No more."

Immediately after, other martial arts practitioners said: "That's right, I'm not cruel enough to say that Zhang Wuji is not cruel enough. If I were the leader of the Demon Cult, there would be no one left in the Kongtong sect, and I would shake the yellow eggs for him." Already!"

"This... this is too much! Those who forced Zhang Wuji's parents to death were just a small group of Kongtong faction!"

"Hmph, the feud between parents is irreconcilable. Now that Zhang Wuji has strength, he can do nothing too much."

……

In the lobby of the inn, the martial arts people who drank and ate meat had a heated discussion.

Some agree with Zhang Wuji's approach, and some think Zhang Wuji is too ruthless. There are all kinds of opinions.

On the second floor, Zhu Youjian drank some wine and listened to the discussion below with a comfortable expression.

This kind of happy little day is not as refreshing as reviewing memorials in the palace!

Cao Zhengchun did not know when he had appeared beside Zhu Youjian.

"Your Majesty, it seems that you are in a good mood."

Zhu Youjian shook his head and said, "It's okay! What? Are you here to disturb my interest again?"

Speaking of the latter, Zhu Youjian was already a little displeased.

Cao Zhengchun bit the bullet and said, "Your Majesty, I will tell you something while you are happy."

"Old Cao, I'm in a very upset mood right now, why don't you leave as soon as possible, and be careful later that I'll chop off your head if I'm unhappy."

Cao Zhengchun continued: "Your Majesty, even if you want to chop off my head today, the slave will have to say it."

Zhu Youjian sighed: "Oh, Lao Cao, you are good at everything, but sometimes you are too rigid. If you hadn't met such an enlightened emperor as me, you would have had your head chopped off and fed to dogs."

Cao Zhengchun also laughed at this time: "I just know that the emperor is handsome and wise, and won't cut off the head of a slave, so this slave dares to say that."

Zhu Youjian laughed dumbfoundedly: "Okay, stop flattering, just say what you want."

Cao Zhengchun organized the words in his mind.

"Your Majesty, although I know that you will be unhappy if you say this, this servant still wants to say, should we go back on the day you calculated?"

Zhu Youjian jumped up from the chair all of a sudden: "Old Cao, you are too unreasonable. It has only been a while since you started chasing me back."

"Your Majesty, when we came out, we made an agreement in three chapters, and we agreed to go back within a month."

Zhu Youjian's momentum weakened all of a sudden: "Old Cao, there is nothing major happening in the court now, just let me play for a while."

Facing Zhu Youjian's thick skin, Cao Zhengchun only said six words: "Your Majesty, there is no joke."

This sentence can be regarded as blocking all Zhu Youjian's back roads.

"Okay, okay, I'll go back when I go back. But it's not even a month now, why are you in such a hurry."

"Your Majesty, counting the time it takes us to travel, it will be exactly one month when we arrive in the capital."

Speaking of this, Zhu Youjian smiled: "Old Cao, you are wrong. At that time, I only said that I would go back in a month, but I didn't say that I had to arrive in the capital in a month. I meant to play outside." It's enough for a month, let's talk about the departure and return to the capital, now you can't make jokes!"

Cao Zhengchun said helplessly: "Your Majesty, you are playing a rascal!"

"Hey! Lao Cao, you are really right. I am just playing a rascal. What can you do to me?"

"Your Majesty, you..." Cao Zhengchun was speechless, and said after a long while: "Okay, then this servant will wait a few days before coming to persuade the Emperor to return to Beijing. I hope that the Emperor will not make other excuses."

"I got it, I got it, Lao Cao, you step back first, don't delay me drinking a little wine."

Zhu Youjian turned his back and curled his lips: "It's hard to give myself a vacation, so I won't go back easily! But what reason should I use next time? I have to think about it."

……

Huashan School, today's Huashan School is very lively.

Not to mention the fact that the Huashan School had recently recruited a large number of disciples, halls and halls were erected when Yue Buqun almost emptied the Huashan family.

Looking at the magnificent scene of the Huashan School far surpassing the past, Yue Buqun felt an indescribable comfort in his heart.

If you run out of money, you can save it again, and promoting the Huashan School is the top priority.

My wish for many years is finally coming true.

At this time, a person wearing the costume of a Huashan School disciple ran towards Yue Buqun quickly.

"Master, something is bad."

"Why are you so flustered? If someone sees it, how decent is it? Now our Huashan faction..."

"Master, the Kongtong faction has been wiped out."

"Kongtong faction? It will be destroyed if it is destroyed. Since the Huashan faction was seriously injured, the Kongtong faction has almost lost contact with us. It even occasionally gloats when we encounter it. What does it have to do with us? Don't you panic? Why are you in a hurry?"

The disciple took out a letter from his pocket.

"Master, this is the news from the disciples at the foot of the mountain. It records the detailed process and reasons why the Kongtong Sect was wiped out by the Demon Sect. You should read it before you speak."

A trace of uneasiness appeared in Yue Buqun's heart.

He took the letter and examined it carefully.

The letter explained how the Kongtong faction was destroyed and why.

However, Yue Buqun was not interested in the process, but he couldn't sit still when he saw the reason for being wiped out.

"The Kongtong faction was exterminated because of the Wudang Mountain incident that year! If I remember correctly, the Huashan faction was also exiled at that time!"

"Oh, these Huashan seniors are really good. There are not many martial arts secret books, gold and silver treasures, but a lot of troubles. Now I have to wipe their butts. I am really convinced."

"What should we do now! Maybe it will be Huashan's turn at some point."

Yue Buqun suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the main hall of the sect and shouted: "Master, something is wrong!"

Behind him came the shout of the messenger disciple: "Master, please pay attention to your image!"

"Get out, I'll come back later to deal with you!"