Chapter 29: The Storm!
Chunyang Square.
More than 500 Quan Zhen Sect disciples were gathered here.
Everyone was clear that this commotion was all because of Xu Wushuang!
The disciples of Quan Zhen Sect naturally knew about the rumors about Xu Wushuang. However, they also knew that they had to keep their mouths shut and not spread them.
However, this time, these rumors had spread to the martial world.
Not only that, but it also caused an uproar, to the point where almost everyone in the world did not know him!
Now, everyone in the martial world was clamoring to find Xu Wushuang. Everyone even realized why there were so many traces of martial world people near Zhongnan Mountain recently.
"Rain is coming."
Yin Zhiping shook his head slightly with a sad expression.""It is said that after the sect leader found out, he was furious on the spot. This time, he is probably going to find out who spread it!”
"Although they are tight-lipped, I also know that over the years, many disciples will leak some information after leaving the mountain.”
Zhen Zhibing frowned slightly." I have a feeling that things are not that simple."”
Cheng Jiayao, who was standing behind the two of them, looked worried and nervous.
Now, the entire world's martial arts world was not only extremely disadvantageous to Xu Wushuang, but it also pushed Xu Wushuang to the cusp of the storm. It was as if the world was attacking him together!
Even though the Quan Zhen Sect had spread rumors about this Little Uncle-Master as a god-like expert, no one was confident.
It was not only the third generation disciples of Quan Zhen Sect, Ma Yu and the rest were the same!
Double Yang Palace.
Ma Yu and the others sat down with gloomy expressions. The entire palace was silent and somewhat oppressive!
The surrounding Dao children all lowered their heads and looked down, not even daring to breathe loudly.
At this moment, a figure walked in from outside.
Ma Yu and the others looked at Wang Chuyi, who walked in, only to see the latter cupping his hands with a serious expression."Quan Zhen Sect has 574 people, 512 of them are on the mountain and the rest have gone down the mountain!”
"We can't determine who spread the news for the time being!”
"But…"
Wang Chuyi looked at his fellow disciples and said in a deep voice,"Thirteen days ago, the third generation disciple, Zhao Zhijing, left the mountain!”
"Bang!"
Hao Datong slammed the table, and a purple aura flashed across his rough face. He shouted in a low voice,""It must be this vile creature who harbors hatred and deliberately spread it out to borrow the hands of the world to take revenge on Little Junior Brother!”
The others didn't say anything.
Firstly, it was because of the evidence. Secondly, Zhao Zhijing was Qiu Chuji's disciple after all.
Of course, they felt the same way.
"Junior Martial Brother Wang, Junior Martial Brother Hao, the two of you bring people down the mountain to find Zhao Zhijing!”
Ma Yu opened his mouth and made a decision." Also, inform the world that the rumors about Little Junior Brother are all false. The Nine Yin Scripture was taken away by Martial Uncle Zhou three years ago!”
"And the idea of immortal pills is even more ridiculous!”
"Anyone who is an enemy of Junior Brother is an enemy of Quan Zhen Sect.”
At the end.
Ma Yu snorted coldly, his voice reverberating like a loud bell,""How dare you trespass into Quan Zhen Sect?”
On Mount Zhongnan, the martial artists who were wandering around Quanzhen Taoist Temple heard the furious roar and the overflowing killing intent, and their expressions changed.?
The reputation of the Seven Sons of Quan Zhen Sect still made them feel extremely fearful and they did not dare to act rashly.
……
Everyone was looking for Xu Wushuang.
However, Xu Wushuang was reading a book leisurely. He rode a horse and went in and out of various cities.
Sometimes, it even appeared under the cloth that was pasted with portraits.
It wasn't that no one looked at him suspiciously, but the portrait that looked like him really made people feel that it couldn't be this green-robed youth with an outstanding temperament.
One's skin is hard to paint, but one's heart is hard to paint!
It was difficult to draw a 30% similar portrait. The natural immortal aura on Xu Wushuang's body.
In the end, under the fervent fishing boats.
The entire Central Plains was clamoring to find Xu Wushuang. After searching for three to four months, they still could not find a single shadow even when winter arrived!
However, in November…
The portraits of Xu Wushuang seemed to have changed overnight.
The 30% resemblance was already 70%!
It was even somewhat lifelike!
It made people feel that this was the work of a famous artist!
Not only that, but there was also another detail in the rumors…
Wang Chongyang's last disciple loved reading and would often read books!
Xu Wushuang, who had already arrived in the Bohai region, heard these rumors and looked at the new portrait. His eyebrows rose.
Things had come to this.
He felt…
With Zhao Zhijing's strength alone, it was impossible for him to do so!
This guy might have borrowed the power of some faction!
However, along the way, he did not hear anything about Zhao Zhijing.
Shaking his head slightly, Xu Wushuang was not in a hurry to find Zhao Zhijing.
To him, Zhao Zhijing was just a clown.
It couldn't compare to the three herbs he was looking for!
Looking at the only book in his hand again, Xu Wushuang ate his food.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
He could already feel the gaze that was directed at him!
Xu Wushuang ignored these prying eyes and continued to do as he pleased.
About an hour later.
Xu Wushuang put down the only book in his hand, but his mood was extremely good.
It had been five months since he left the mountain. He had already read 10,000 books. Just by finishing this unique book, he had already accumulated a total of 3000 deduction points!
He put down an ingot of silver.
Xu Wushuang stood up and finally walked out of the inn under a few impatient gazes.
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