Chapter 3 Chapter 2 The Conqueror

The warm golden sunlight came in from the window, passed through countless floating dust, and reflected Ye Chenyuan's eyes with rune tattoos. Ye Chenyuan held a volume of very old classics in his left hand, and sat cross-legged on the floor of the quiet room, his body was as still as a statue, and even his long gray hair didn't move in the slightest.He lowered his head slightly, carefully reading each line of long-inked text on the page: "Those who split the gun are more likely to sit on their knees, raise the head of the gun no more than five inches, and then move their hands down to hit their hands The gunner dragon comes, left or right, I retreat a little, follow him left and right, and chop him, waiting for the old dragon to attack his master. The gunner strikes left and right, and then entangles the dead dragon."

Ye Chenyuan occasionally stretched out his hand to open the next page, and immediately returned to a posture as if in a state of concentration.After such a long time, I finally finished reading the last page, and then gently closed the tome with both hands, closed my eyes and let out a breath. On the cover of the book, there are elegant big characters, which read "Emei's Big Arm Biography and Study Record". This is the fourth time Ye Chenyuan has finished reading this Emei sect cheat book.On the ground beside him, there are dozens of similar ancient books piled up, most of which he has read carefully, only some content is too superficial, or there is a catalog with no clue, he flipped through it and put it away corner.

Ye Chenyuan put down the "big arm biography" and stood up, walked to the window of the room and looked out. This place is the scripture pavilion on the top floor of the "Tiefeng Tower" of the former Emei Sect—now it has become the Emei Taoist Temple of the Wudang Sect. It is located at the foot of Fuhu Mountain in Emei Mountain. Outside the window is the famous Huxi Zen Forest. The ancient trees, glowing with emerald green brilliance under the sun. Half a year has passed since I surrendered to the Emei Sect. In the past, the Wudang faction made four expeditions, and they stayed shortly after annexing other factions. They just replaced the signs of the sect and it was over; the few more powerful dojos also only left three or two senior disciples of "Bing Crow Dao" Handle receipt.

However, Emei was one of the first "nine sects" annexed by Wudang in history, which is naturally extraordinary.Ye Chenyuan and the Sichuan Expeditionary Army have been stationed in the "Tiefeng Tower". The first task is to stabilize the former Emei Sect's teachers and disciples to prevent them from rebelling, and to spread the news that the Emei Sect has surrendered during this period of time. Widely spread, cut off their retreat. After all, the Emei Sect has been rooted for hundreds of years, and there are many disciples in Chengdu and even in Sichuan Province.In particular, the Emei sect is good at spears and sticks, which are most suitable for use in military battle formations. There are quite a few Emei disciples with military status, and their connections and influence cannot be ignored. It is not easy to deal with them if they are allowed to gather.The best way to prevent it is to publicize the fact that the Emei sect surrendered without a fight, destroying the dignity of their sect and making them lose their title of calling for disciples.

But this is not what Ye Chenyuan is most concerned about - Emei wants to rebel, so let them.He has the absolute confidence to defeat an opponent who has already conquered once. Ye Chenyuan stayed in Emei for such a long time, and even heard the news that Master Yao entered Guanzhong alone, but he didn't rush back to Wudang Mountain, because of two other things. The first is to absorb and refer to the essence of martial arts accumulated over dozens of generations of the Emei School.This is a golden opportunity that no martial artist would want to miss, let alone a fanatical martial artist like Ye Chenyuan who was born for the sword.For the past six months, he has spent at least one hour every day in this scripture pavilion, carefully studying the Gunpuquan Sutras and mental techniques handed down by the Emei Sect through the ages.

Of course, it is not enough to just read the manuals - Martial arts are passed down by people, without generations of living martial arts practitioners, any advanced secret books are just a pile of waste paper. Under Ye Chenyuan's order, Yu Qinglin, the former head of Emei's "Shenlong Eight Spears", and his senior disciples all took turns to demonstrate various martial arts of our school.Naturally, they were reluctant to reveal the priceless secret skills of their own sect to the conquerors in every detail.But what choice?Since the day when Yu Qinglin opened the mountain gate to welcome the Wudang Expeditionary Army, they had no room to resist.

The Emei School is worthy of being a top school that has stood in the martial arts for hundreds of years and has a history longer than Wudang. Its spear and stick skills are extremely unique in terms of strength and tactics.Although the master Yu Qinglin's martial arts still has a distance from He Zisheng of the Qingcheng School who also belongs to Sichuan, Ye Chenyuan still admires the martial arts of the Emei Spear. ——Emei lost to Wudang, what lost was will. Although Ye Chenyuan is only good at swordsmanship, and Wudang School does not major in spearmanship, but any martial art has something in common.In the past six months, he tried his best to absorb and comprehend the essence of Emei Martial Dao, in order to bring it back to Wudang Mountain, so as to help the Wudang School to improve their martial arts and complete the "Invincible Under Heaven" hegemony.

Ye Chenyuan watched the martial arts performance of Emei disciples, in addition to learning about martial arts, but also for the second thing: to select young disciples with potential and bring them into the gate wall of Wudang Mountain. This is the consistent practice after Wudang conquered other factions.In the past, those who surrendered were only small sects, and there were very few talents worthy of selection; but for such a great sect like Emei, those who can worship in the mountain gate and persist for several years without being brushed down are naturally selected and possessed. Good material for "innate strength".Some of them are middle-aged and have deep feelings for Emei, so it is difficult for them to switch to Wudang wholeheartedly, so Ye Chenyuan only chooses young ones.

But potential and age are secondary.To worship Wudang Mountain, there must be a more necessary condition: the fiery desire to pursue "the strongest". Now Ye Chenyuan has selected thirteen former Emei disciples among them, and they all agreed one by one - on Wudang Mountain, there has never been a single person who was forced to enter. Ye Chenyuan looked at the forest scenery outside the window, and thought to himself: It's almost time to go back... This side of the window faces north.Hundreds of miles away, of course it is impossible to really see Mount Qingcheng, but Ye Chenyuan looked far away, thinking about the figure and sword light that made his heart tremble again.

He Zisheng.Every moment of that battle, every confrontation, Ye Chenyuan clearly remembers in his heart, every day there will always be a moment reappearing in the void in front of him.Sometimes when he was sleeping, he would wake up feeling hot all over. After failing to challenge Yao Lianzhou to be the leader a few years ago, Ye Chenyuan thought that there would never be another such shocking opponent in his life.Unexpectedly, at the end of his swordsman career, which had reached its peak, he would meet another one.This is the happiness of death without regret. Ye Chenyuan never thought in his heart that he had defeated He Zisheng.

——I just killed him... He secretly imagined and compared many times: If He Zisheng had no eye problems, he would fight against Master Yao, what would be the outcome?All the while he has no answer. Then he suddenly understood: how ridiculous it is to try to compare two people above himself. Ye Chenyuan's face was facing the sky, his eyes that were usually as cold as the sharp edge of a sword, now seemed to be piercingly ethereal. He has decided to seal the sword from now on.The Sichuan expedition was his last battle.He Zisheng was his last opponent.After returning to Wudang Mountain, hand over the mission of the expedition to Shi Xinghao or Master Yao to preside over it. ——For the rest of my life, I will continue to fight He Zisheng's phantom in my heart. At this time, someone knocked on the door of Jingshu Pavilion. "Come in." Ye Chenyuan woke up from deep thinking. Pushing the door open was a slender, fair-skinned young man named Yang Zhenru. "Deputy head, excuse me..." Yang Zhenru bowed his fists in salute. "The brothers of 'Bing Crow Road' said that they have something important to report, please come to the inner hall downstairs." Ye Chenyuan didn't agree, but walked out of the room with his hands behind his hands.Yang Zhenru closed the door and followed Ye Chenyuan. This Yang Zhenru was very natural when he called the "Deputy Head", but he was not a member of the Wudang "Bing Crow Road" expedition, but a former Emei Sect disciple, and he was personally taught by the former head Yu Qinglin.Now Ye Chenyuan has selected him as one of the thirteen talents to bring back to Wudang Mountain. Ye Chenyuan was walking in the corridor on the second floor of the "Tiefeng Building", and when he met people from the Emei Dojo on the way, they all saluted him in awe. "Tiefeng Tower" originally had more than 200 Emei warriors, but there were only about 30 "Bingyao Dao" in Wudang.It is actually not safe to live in the same place with several times the subjects.But Ye Chenyuan went in and out of the "Tiefeng Building", not only did he not bring his disciples, he didn't even bring the "Kanli Water Fire Sword" with him. At the beginning, the disciples of "Soldiers and Crows" advised the deputy head to be careful.But Ye Chenyuan just replied coldly: "If they think that the Emei Sect can be revived by means of plotting, then just let them do it." Ye Chenyuan's magnanimity, on the contrary, convinced many young disciples in Emei.Compared to the wimpy Yu Qinglin, they really felt that it would be better to follow this conqueror.Yang Zhenru is one of them who believes so.In the past few months, he has become Ye Chenyuan's close friend, arranging and scheduling his daily life. Yang Zhenru followed Ye Chenyuan silently, without saying a word.Although he had already decided to go to Wudang Mountain with the deputy head, but seeing the former Emei sect fellows bowing their knees to Ye Chenyuan and other Wudang disciples, he still felt a little stinging in his heart. ——Originally, we are the Emei sect who look down upon Sichuan. Yang Zhenru also knew that some fellow disciples called him a traitor behind his back.He didn't have the slightest bit of guilt about this: it was not his decision to surrender to the Wudang faction.If the head master decided to take up the gun to fight that day, he was willing to die for the sect; or if his master was not Yu Qinglin, but his uncle Sun Wuyue, he would be willing to leave the gate of Mount Emei and follow him... Yang Zhenru shook his head lightly.What's the use of thinking about it again?it's already over.I still have a future.Only twenty-seven years old this year.Moreover, since the Emei Sect has officially become the Emei Daoist of the Wudang Sect, my going to Wudang Mountain is just to transfer to the main hall of the sect for further studies, so what is there to say about betrayal? ...Yang Zhenru didn't want to stay in this "Tiefeng Tower" full of defeat for a moment, and wished to leave today. Although Ye Chenyuan didn't look back, he seemed to sense the thoughts in Yang Zhenru's heart. "We're leaving soon... are you all ready?" "I don't have anything to prepare as a disciple." Yang Zhenru replied respectfully, "Just bring one person and one shot." Ye Chenyuan didn't respond, but nodded slightly.Yang Zhenru knew that this was already the biggest compliment from the deputy head. The two went down the stairs and walked through the hall of the "Tiefeng Building" where the big golden gun was still enshrined.There used to be an ancient plaque on the hall that had been hung for more than eight generations, but half a year ago it was replaced with three big characters of "Wudang Sect", and the small four characters of "Emei Daochang" were written in the lower left corner. They walked to the inner hall, which was originally an important place for the head of Emei to discuss matters with Fan, the head teacher of the school, and to receive distinguished guests from outside, but now it has been occupied by Wudang "Bing Crow Dao" disciples. As soon as Ye Chenyuan entered, the three disciples in the hall who were dressed in black clothes of "Bing Crow Dao" immediately stood up and saluted.One of them was in his early forties, with a square face, three scars from hair loss on his forehead, and a pair of knives on his waist. He was Qin Shaofang, a senior disciple in the expeditionary army, who replaced Jiang Yunlan as Ye Chenyuan's deputy. Ye Chenyuan looked at the big table in the hall, and saw that it was full of weapons, some of which were unique ancient guns collected by the Emei Sect, and the rest were from the "Xuanmen House" that was burned before the Qingcheng Sect was defeated. Obtained the Qingcheng sword. "Deputy head." Qin Shaofang reported: "We listened to your orders, packed up and prepared to go back to Wudang Mountain at any time. But when we were packing our weapons, we discovered something from this thing..." As Qin Shaofang spoke, she walked to the table and reached out to pat a large wooden box on the table.The box was very quaint, lined with silk, and contained two elegantly shaped scabbards, one long and one short. Ye Chenyuan naturally recognized it at a glance: this is the wooden box that houses the Qingcheng School's most precious "Male and Male Dragon and Tiger Sword". He led his disciples away from Mount Qingcheng. "Just when I picked up the scabbard to check, I found a small hidden compartment under the box, and when I opened it, I found this thing." Qin Shaofang picked up a thin booklet that was not much bigger than the palm of his hand on the table, and held it in front of Ye Chenyuan with both hands.The cover of the booklet was made of leather, without any words written on it, and was tied crosswise with a leather rope. "We dare not open it to take a look, we wait for the deputy head to take a look." Ye Chenyuan, who usually has a cold and arrogant face, showed a rare expression of excitement, took the booklet, and hurriedly untied the knot.As soon as the cover is opened, what catches the eye is line after line of petite characters: "Siji is the sword of the celestial master Zhang Daoling to subdue demons and demons. Its magic is that dragons and tigers intersect, male and female help each other, long, vertical, short, horizontal, smooth and reverse, and its shape is unique. Although ghosts can't do it, today's notation formula is as follows" With slightly trembling fingers, Ye Chenyuan hastily turned over the next page. The disciples of "Bing Crow Dao" have never seen the deputy head in such a hurry. Ye Chenyuan turned over all the time, and all he saw were "Dancing Clouds", "Shaking Mountains", "Whispering Claws", "Shaking Scales", "Dive into the Extreme Sea", "Break the Sky"... and other move names.On the day Ye Chenyuan and He Zisheng fought, although he didn't know the name of the opponent's move, he was sure without a doubt: ——This is the sword manual of "Male and Male Dragon and Tiger Sword"! The strongest enemy that he recalled day and night, the secret of the superb art, was held in his hands at this moment, and Ye Chenyuan felt his blood boil. He had already given up the idea of ​​competing with Yao Lianzhou for the headship, but at this moment, it seemed that another unexpected door opened in front of him. ——If... I can absorb one or two of the essence of He Zi's holy sword art, it may not be impossible to challenge him... But looking at the sword manual again, Ye Chenyuan was immediately disappointed.Even the hot sweat that had just leaked seemed to have cooled down. The description of each sword move is as follows: "Three-five in forty-two steps, four-eight left sword, seventy-three enemy's momentum, self-defeating enemy's sword, if the enemy's sword should be swiped under the body, walk one-nine times, and six-two should be hit." Ye Chenyuan turned page after page, and all the descriptions of the moves contained such a bunch of unknown numbers that none of the moves could be understood clearly. Ye Chenyuan sighed under cover. - is the password. The four disciples in the hall didn't know what Ye Chenyuan was looking at, they just looked curiously at the deputy head's blushing and blue face. Ye Chenyuan held the sword manual tightly in his palm. ——Could it be... is it really useless? ... --wrong.The person who wrote this sword manual naturally already knew the "Male and Male Dragon and Tiger Swordsmanship". He definitely did not write this for himself, but also for others to read... ——The ones who are qualified to read this sword manual are of course the disciples of Qingcheng... In other words, disciples of Qingcheng can understand the writing of this code! The fire of hope rekindled in Ye Chenyuan's heart, because he knew that there was at least one Qingcheng disciple alive in the world, and he also knew where he was at this moment. Ye Chenyuan put the "Male and Male Dragon and Tiger Sword Manual" close to his clothes, returned to his usual ice-like expression, and gave orders to his disciples. "Tomorrow, leave for Wudang Mountain." "Xiaoying, wait for me!" A young voice sounded in the forest.The branches and leaves fluttered, and a figure rushed out from the bushes, and ran on the stone for several steps before stopping. The fourteen-year-old boy was sweating all over his body, his face was bloody, and he exuded a restless youthful energy. After the boy came out of the forest, he looked left and right, and then looked up at the rocks above him, but he couldn't find his companion. "Xiaoying, where are you?" The boy stomped his feet.He was already very upset when he lost to his companion in this mountain forest race, but now that he lost so much that he couldn't even see the shadow of the other party, he blushed even more. "Stop playing! Come out!" The boy put his palms around his mouth and shouted loudly. "Here it is." An equally youthful voice with a much older tone came from above.As soon as the boy looked up, he saw Hou Yingzhi's figure on the branch of a big tree. "Don't come down!" The boy puffed up his cheeks and climbed up from the tree trunk.He has practiced martial arts for six years, and his hands and legs are as nimble as apes. After three counts of climbing and jumping, he has already climbed up and sat side by side with Hou Yingzhi. "How could I lose?..." The boy was still unconvinced: "I know, you must have taken some shortcuts! Am I right?" He pointed at Hou Yingzhi's nose as he spoke. Hou Yingzhi smiled, and slapped off the boy's finger, but bit his lower lip and refused to speak.The boy turned his fingers into fists, half-jokingly punching Hou Yingzhi's shoulder, but Hou Yingzhi stretched out his arm to block it, Hou Yingzhi grabbed the boy by the neck, and the two struggled so hard that they almost fell off the tree together. Then both of them stopped, looked at each other and laughed. Hou Yingzhi sighed after laughing, and leaned against the tree trunk, overlooking the scenery of the strange peaks of Wudang Mountain outside the rock. Seeing Hou Yingzhi put away his smile, the young man asked him curiously, "Why are you sighing?" "It's nothing..." Hou Yingzhi looked up at the invisible golden dome in the clouds, "I just thought, I'm so lucky to have come to Wudang Mountain." I originally thought that joining the Wudang School would be a day-to-day hell life, but it was not always the case.Although he is a technical investment teacher, many senior brothers of the Wudang sect treat him like family from the first day.In the martial arts training ground, no one was deliberately hostile to him because he wanted to try his Qingcheng School swordsmanship, and the brothers who taught him the martial arts were not unwilling to teach him because he had a different school background.Many seniors of "Zhen Gui Dao" didn't care about their seniority, and specially invited him to demonstrate the key points of Qingcheng swordsmanship, so as to improve their Wudang skills in detail.The morning and afternoon classes of martial arts practice every day, although they are so serious that they make people vomit, but in their daily life after class, everyone in the school is talking and laughing.In the past few months, Hou Yingzhi has only seen fellow disciples arguing about their opinions on martial arts, but he has never seen anyone quarreling over personal matters. ——Because everyone is a companion who pursues a simple ambition together. Just like this, the young man beside him at this moment is none other than Ye Tianyang, the son of the deputy head Ye Chenyuan.Hou Yingzhi only found out about this matter after he had known him for a long time - he had never seen any airs of "the son of the deputy head" in this young man, and everyone around him had never treated him favorably because of this. After all, Hou Yingzhi has more than six years of Qingcheng swordsmanship foundation. After entering Wudang Mountain Gate, it only took one and a half months to pass the assessment of his seniors. ".On the first day there, Hou Yingzhi's opponent in the first sword fight was Ye Tianyang, and he has become a good friend since then. Neither Hou Yingzhi nor Ye Tianyang could explain why they hit it off so much.Hou Yingzhi, who was about to turn nineteen, was not very close to Ye Tianyang in age.The backgrounds of the two are even more extreme - Hou Yingzhi's father is a wimp who can't learn art, and Ye Chenyuan is a world-renowned Wudang swordsman.The only thing that can be said to be similar is that the relationship between the two mothers is very indifferent.Hou Yingzhi's mother ran away when he was young; Ye Tianyang's mother was an illiterate peasant woman. After her son started martial arts at the age of eight, she moved back to the village down the mountain. The mother and son saw each other only a few times a year. This is the second point that surprised Hou Yingzhi about the Wudang School: He thought Wudang Mountain was a place where women were forbidden to practice, but it turns out that there are quite a few elite disciples with wives and family members. But later he realized that the reason why so many Wudang disciples marry wives and have children is to continue the excellent blood of the warriors and continue to grow the Wudang faction.Therefore, the daughters-in-law they want are not ladies from famous families, they are all healthy women selected from the villages around Wudang, and they have found out that the previous two or three generations have not suffered from any serious diseases, and then "bought" them with dowry gifts.It is not so much a marriage as a mating with a horse. This method makes it difficult for Hou Yingzhi to agree.If you want to pursue the strongest, you just have to work hard to practice. Is it necessary to do this?Do you want to give up your feelings as a human being?Hou Yingzhi decided in his heart that if the master wanted to betroth him with such a wife in the future, he would never agree. What's more, Hou Yingzhi doesn't believe at all that the ability to practice martial arts is inherited from generation to generation - just look at his father. "It will be lunch time in a while." Ye Tianyang said at this moment, patted Hou Yingzhi on the shoulder: "Go back." Hou Yingzhi nodded, and climbed down the tree with Ye Tianyang, returning to the "Xuanshi Martial Field" the same way. Although their homework is hard on weekdays and they are exhausted after class, the two of them are energetic teenagers after all, and because they have taken "Xiongsheng Wine" for a long time, their emotions are often aroused, so they still like to run and play through the mountains after school, to kill the feeling of being unrestrained. The restless feeling at the end. Ye Tianyang held a branch and moved forward while pushing aside the leaves.Hou Yingzhi silently followed behind him.Looking at Ye Tianyang's back, he couldn't help thinking of Yan Heng.I don't know what kind of coincidence, Ye Tianyang is just like Xiaoliu and Xiaoli in the past, he used to call him "Xiaoying".Every time he heard Ye Tianyang calling like this, Hou Yingzhi's heart felt both warm and bitter. —Are they... still alive? ... Hou Yingzhi does not deny that he is a selfish person.When he decided to switch to the Wudang faction and followed Ye Chenyuan's Sichuan Expeditionary Army that day, he never thought of his two good friends at all.All he could think about was his future. Now that Hou Yingzhi has settled down in Wudang Mountain, he gradually misses what he has lost. Hou Yingzhi only remembered that Song Li had already passed out when the big fight took place outside the "Xuanmenshe" training ground that day; as for Yan Heng, he was last seen fleeing into the mountains with the "Male and Female Dragon and Tiger Sword".Neither life nor death is known. ——Maybe Xiaoliu is still alive and has found Xiaoli.The two of them no longer know where to live and live together, trying to forget what happened... ——Xiao Liu, you better not think of revenge... If you come here and take a look, you will understand that it is impossible... "Xiaoying, you are so weird today." Only then did Hou Yingzhi wake up from his contemplation, and saw Ye Tianyang stopping, looking back at him.It must be because I showed a sad expression just now, right? "It's nothing... just remembering some old things." Hou Yingzhi replied with a wry smile. The two continued walking.Hou Yingzhi knew that it was useless to think about the past, it was better to cherish the companions in front of him. But looking at Ye Tianyang, Hou Yingzhi felt another wave of sadness. Ye Tianyang is another example, proving that talent is not necessarily hereditary.Ye Chenyuan is recognized by the world as a genius of swordsmanship; but as his only son, he was promoted to the "Xuanshi Martial Arts Field", and his performance has begun to be a bit reluctant, obviously he has not inherited his father's talent. Hou Yingzhi thought, if Ye Tianyang goes on like this, sooner or later he will be disabled or even lose his life in the severe Wudang school martial arts training ground.He believed that not only himself, but also all the brothers of the Wudang School, and even Ye Chenyuan could see it.But no one seems to want to stop this from happening. He remembered the graveyard that senior brother Gui Danlei took him to see on the day he started. ——This is a sorrow that must be endured. Hou Yingzhi suddenly sighed: Even the closest people, there will be a day when they won't be able to keep them.People are still alone in the end. ——The only thing you can rely on in life is the power in your own hands.Only swords. Hou Yingzhi casually broke off a branch beside him, and gestured in the air the Wudang sword moves he had learned in the past few months.He felt that he practiced more desperately than before in Qingcheng Mountain - the Wudang sect has a large scale and a large number of disciples, the appeal is too strong.Moreover, with the help of "Xiongsheng Wine", it is easier to recover from injuries after practice, and it is even more unscrupulous to exercise with all your strength. "Xiaoying." Ye Tianyang looked back at him and asked: "If you have a chance to be selected in the future, do you want to be the 'Bing Crow Road' or the 'Turtle Town Road'?" "'Bing Crow Road'." Hou Yingzhi replied without hesitation.Conquering from south to north, raising blood with the blade of a sword, and proving the strongest with battle—this is the ideal way of a warrior in his mind. "Me too." Ye Tianyang replied with a smile, "It's not just because I want to inherit from my father." Hou Yingzhi smiled wryly.He knew in his heart that this friend would not have the opportunity to wear the black clothes of "Soldier Crow Road". He stopped thinking about it and was tempted to change the subject.At this time, he remembered a question in his mind. "By the way, there is something I've wanted to ask for a long time... I often see disabled seniors walking towards the woods behind the 'Yuzhen Palace' with meals and a change of clothes. Why is that?" When Ye Tianyang heard this, his rosy face suddenly turned pale.Hou Yingzhi saw it, and knew that he had asked a very unusual question. "Xiaoying, don't you know...our Wudang faction has three deputy heads?..." "I know." Hou Yingzhi replied.Of course Ye Chenyuan knew about it; the other deputy master, Xing Hao, returned to Wudang Mountain from the capital more than a month ago, and he also saw it.It was only the third one, he had never heard his brother talk about it once.Although Hou Yingzhi has been regarded as a relative by the elders of Wudang, after all, he feels that he is still a beginner, and this matter has nothing to do with martial arts training, so he didn't ask. "The food and clothes are for the third deputy head." When Ye Tianyang said, his voice trembled slightly. "I heard that he lives in a cave behind the 'Yuzhen Palace'...since six years ago, when Master Yao took over..." Hou Yingzhi's eyes lit up.A man with the same status as Ye Chenyuan.Whatever he said, he wanted to know more. "Why do you live in seclusion in the palace?...What is the name of this deputy head?..." Ye Tianyang waved his hands hastily when he heard this: "Don't mention it! This is the ban imposed by our sect at that time, Wudang disciples are not allowed to mention the name of this deputy head!" Hou Yingzhi was amazed and guessed that it must involve some secrets of the Wudang sect. ——Did it happen at the same time as the head of Yao ascended the throne? ... Is it a power struggle? ... "This deputy head...was he imprisoned?" Hou Yingzhi asked, "Because he failed to compete with Yao head?" "I was still young when this happened, so I don't know the details." Ye Tianyang replied: "Father never told me. But I heard a few senior brothers mention this before, so it's probably like this." Although Hou Yingzhi guessed it right, he felt wrong: he knew from the first day he went to Wudang Mountain that the Wudang faction has an open system of "palace preparation", and everyone can challenge the leader, and use their strength to seize power in the Wudang faction It's not a crime, and you shouldn't be punished if you fail... Why is the deputy head imprisoned? "You grew up in Wudang Mountain, you must have seen him?" Hou Yingzhi said. "What kind of person is he?" "It's been too long, I don't even remember his appearance... I just vaguely remember that there was such an uncle. He was often accompanied by a group of senior brothers. After he lived in the cave, those senior brothers disappeared... I still remember , this uncle in charge, and one or two of those senior brothers, are wearing brown Taoist robes." Hou Yingzhi frowned.He has seen someone in Wudang Mountain wearing a uniform of this color: Fan Zong. "It's the 'Brown Snake' from 'Snake Road'!" Ye Tianyang nodded. "Besides, I don't remember much. By the way, a few years ago, I heard senior brother Gui Danlei talk about him, saying that he was a Wudang sect...'traitor'." Hou Yingzhi felt strange.Wudang was originally an extreme fighting group, with very few rules and regulations; what the deputy head could do, or what ideas he had, was even hard for the Wudang faction to accept, and he wanted to be crowned a "traitor." "Such a serious crime?Hou Yingzhi was really puzzled. If it's someone who even Ye Chenyuan or Shi Xinghao would be jealous of... Hou Yingzhi really wants to take a look at this person.But he also felt that this was a great taboo in the Wudang sect, and he didn't want to be kicked out of Wudang Mountain because of this-although Gui Danlei said that Wudang would never expel disciples from the sect, but when it comes to the deputy head seems to be the exception. Since this person is an imprisoned traitor, why hasn't he been dismissed from the position of deputy head?Hou Yingzhi understands this very well: "Deputy head" is not only a position, but also a title that symbolizes strength, so it can only be won by strength.Until today, no Wudang disciple has been able to do this. Just when Hou Yingzhi was imagining this character and his blood was boiling, there were one after another chirping sounds from the bottom of the mountain.Ye Tianyang knew it as soon as he heard it.It is the big bronze bell next to "Yuzhen Palace·True Immortal Palace". Hou Yingzhi had never heard this bell ringing since he went up the mountain.Because this bell will only be struck when an important event is announced, to call the disciples who are practicing martial arts everywhere on the mountain. Ye Tianyang and Hou Yingzhi hurried down to the headquarters of the faction.The Wudang faction decided that something critical had happened.Then they could think of only one reason for ringing the bell. "Quick!" Ye Tianyang shouted while running: "Xiaoying, you haven't seen him yet, have you?"

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