Amidst the noise, the weeds were cut down. With a swoosh, more than ten people in tight clothes and holding long swords ran out of the forest.
When they saw Lin Ping in front of them, before they could celebrate, they saw the Wudang Sect disciples riding tall horses in front of them.
At that time, they were stunned.
What was going on?
Who were they?
Why are you looking at us so coldly?!
"I am Luo Renjie, a disciple of the Qingcheng Monastery. My master is Yu Canghai.”
In the end, it was the leader who spoke.
He was the leader of the so-called Four Prodigies of the Qingcheng Monastery, Luo Renjie.
However…
Song Qingshu didn't even care about Miejue, let alone a disciple of Yu Canghai, who was even weaker than Miejue.
He was too lazy to reply.
For a moment, the atmosphere was silent.
Luo Renjie felt that something was wrong. He looked around and had the intention to retreat. He quickly said,""I'm sorry for disturbing you this time. We'll leave now.”
After saying that.
He was ready to leave.
Lin Pingzhi looked at Luo Renjie with hatred. He wanted to kill the thief, but his martial arts skills were indeed weak. At this time, he had just obtained the opportunity to join Wudang, so he could not ask the Wudang disciples for help.
He could only watch Luo Renjie and the others slowly retreat with endless anger and hatred.
When he saw that these people were about to retreat into the forest, Song Qingshu lazily stroked the fur of his horse and said lazily,""You're just going to let your junior brother's enemy off!？”
The Wudang Sect disciples who had been waiting for Song Qingshu's order were delighted when they heard this.
Crash…
Hundreds of people suddenly jumped up from their horses. The cloud ladder appeared like a ladder to the sky, and they took a few steps in the void.
They easily passed Lin Pingzhi and drew out the Wudang Taoist Swords they had put away earlier to kill the Qingcheng Sect disciples.
"Revenge for Junior Brother!"
"Dead or alive!"
A group of Wudang Sect disciples who were stronger than the other party in terms of individual strength swarmed forward.
The so-called Four Prodigies of Green City, the disciples of the Green City Monastery, didn't even have the time to escape before they were hacked to death on the spot.
"How dare you! My master is Yu Canghai! We are a big sect in the martial world!" Luo Renjie shouted hoarsely.
As soon as he finished shouting, Lu Renjia, a Wudang disciple, stabbed him in the abdomen. He lost his ability to fight and was captured.
In just a moment.
These Qingcheng Monastery disciples were either killed or captured. None of them escaped.
Lin Pingzhi's eyes reddened when he saw this scene. He was both touched and happy. Wudang was indeed his ideal place. His fellow disciples were really too good.
Lin Pingzhi's original plan was to join the Huashan Sect. However, when he thought about the close relationship between the Five Mountain Sword Sect and the Qingcheng Sect, he changed his path and went north to Wudang Sect because Wudang Sect's reputation was really good.
Not to mention Zhang Sanfeng, which one of the Seven Sons of Wudang was not a true gentleman? His reputation in the martial world was extremely good.
At this moment, the Wudang Sect disciples threw Luo Renjie and the remaining Qingcheng Monastery disciples in front of Song Qingshu.
"Qingcheng Monastery, a big sect? Ridiculous."
"If there is a traitor, when you see Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Five Mountain Sword Sect, whom your Qingcheng Monastery usually fawns on in the underworld, you can ask him if he dares to say that his Mount Song Sect is a big sect in front of me, Song Qingshu!”
Looking at Luo Renjie who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, Song Qingshu finally spoke with a cold smile.
Although there were not many disciples in Wudang Sect, all of them had received elite education. Moreover, although some of the Seven Sons of Wudang Sect were dead or crippled, which of them was worse than Zuo Lengchan?
Not to mention, Song Qingshu and Wudang Sect's founder, Zhang Sanfeng, were also present.
Even if Zuo Lengchan didn't know that Song Qingshu was already a Connate, he wouldn't dare to call himself a big sect in front of him.
As the saying goes, the ignorant are fearless. The so-called Four Beauties of Qingcheng are just clowns.
For a moment, Song Qingshu waved his hand in boredom and said,""Lin Pingzhi, I'll leave these people to you.”
Hearing this, Lin Pingzhi's face lit up. He quickly thanked Lu Renjia and took the Wudang Taoist Sword from him. He gritted his teeth and walked forward.
With incomparable anger, he roared hysterically,"Luo Renjie, when you killed my family, did you think about this day?？”
" Cough cough…" Luo Renjie's lungs had been pierced by Lu Renjia. He could not speak at all. His eyes were filled with fear, as pitiful as a dog waiting to be slaughtered.
Lin Pingzhi's eyes were filled with ruthlessness. He gritted his teeth and slashed down with his sword. He used the sword as a knife and directly chopped off Luo Renjie's head.
Because his father, Lin Zhennan, was beheaded by Luo Renjie!!
Puchi...
Blood splattered all over his body.
Lin Pingzhi was covered in blood as he killed one Qingcheng Monastery disciple after another. Then, he suddenly knelt on the ground and bowed to Song Qingshu.
"It's my fortune to meet senior brother. I can't repay your kindness. If senior brother is useful in the future, I'm willing to die for you!”
"Get up. The road to the martial world is far and there's still a long time.”Song Qingshu said with a smile, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. This Lin Pingzhi was a promising talent.
Hearing this, Lin Pingzhi kowtowed again before standing up. At the same time, he carefully took out a kasaya from his pocket and held it in his hand.
"This kasaya is the disaster that caused the destruction of my Lin family. It records the Evil-warding Sword Manual.”
"I want to destroy it. Please allow me to do so, senior brother. It's not that I don't want to give it to you, but this sword art is too evil. The beginning says that you have to castrate yourself and cut off your roots before you can practice it.”
With that, Lin Pingzhi held the kasaya and wanted to hand it to Song Qingshu.
Not to mention that Song Qingshu was now an immortal cultivator and didn't care about the Evil-Warding Sword Manual at all, even if he wasn't an immortal cultivator, he still held the Nine Yin Nine Yang Dragon-Subduing Finger and couldn't be bothered to read it.
Besides, Song Qingshu knew that Lin Pingzhi was telling the truth. He didn't expire at all, which was good. He immediately waved his hand and said,
"The Seventy-Two Ways of Evil-Repelling Sword Art originated from Dongfang Bubai's Sunflower Manual. To practice this art, one must castrate themselves first. I naturally know about it, so I don't need to look at it.”
"Yes, Senior Brother!" Lin Pingzhi looked at Song Qingshu in surprise, his admiration growing.
Everyone in Jianghu wanted to snatch the Evil-Warding Sword Manual, but this person didn't even bother to look at it. He was indeed the eldest disciple of Wudang. His boldness was peerless.
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