Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 73 Martyrs of Huashan
Everyone filed in through the narrow passage, and there was also a vast cave inside.

Same as the one outside, the light from the torch can't reach the side at all.

The mountain walls are engraved with text patterns.

The most conspicuous thing is the three lines of characters not far from the Broken Dragon Stone!
"The martial art engraved in this cave is the unique knowledge of my Five Sacred Sword Sect. If the disciples of the younger generation are lucky enough to see it, they must send it back to each sect!"

"If it's not from the Five Sacred Mountains, please return it, and the Five Sacred Mountains will thank you!"

"If the sea is mulberry fields, things are right and people are wrong, then you can dispose of it as you like."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. The elders of the sect engraved all the sect's unique skills here?
Worried about something unbearable, but also attracted by the martial arts engraved on the mountain wall, he looked up from time to time.

There are Huashan Schools now, and there are no records on it!

Looking all the way, most of them are Huashan martial arts, and there are also other four mountains, but very few.

Everyone was gradually attracted by the martial arts on the stone wall.

There are things Huang Lin knows, and there are things he doesn't know.

gentleman swordsmanship
Liuhe swordsmanship
Feixu sword method
life and death fight

Topping hand

Anti-Two-Yi Knife Method

Huayue Sanshen Peak

There is actually a "Guanghan Yingong" internal skill method.

These are all the martial arts that the Huashan School has lost.

All the important parts of martial arts are described in detail on the mountain wall.

"click~"

There was a sudden sound from below.

"Hiss, this is?"

Before they knew it, they had already reached the depths of the cave, and the people who were awakened by the sound saw the ground under their feet, and several skeletons were neatly placed along the mountain wall to the distance!

Obviously, this was deliberately placed here by someone!

Most of these skeletons were traumatized, but most of the fatal injuries were in the head, and there were also collapsed ribs in the chest.

Weapons are also placed beside him.

"These are all senior masters of my Five Sacred Sword Sect!"

Ning Qingyu looked at these weapons carefully by the light of the fire, and said slowly.

Hearing the voice, everyone turned to look at him.

"There are still characters on this stone wall, it doesn't seem to be martial arts!"

When Feng Qingyang from the outside looked at Ning Qingyu, he found words on the stone wall and couldn't help exclaiming.

Everyone quickly held up the torches and looked at the stone wall.

"The place where Jiang Qingchao of the Songshan School was buried, was killed by Huashan Wang Yunpeng."

The handwriting is illegible and illegible.

Several people looked at each other, their expressions were not very good.

Then they all looked along the mountain wall without saying a word.

"Xuan Kunzi of Mount Tai School."

"Xuanyangzi of Mount Tai School."

"Hengshan Painong Town Cloud."

The stone wall above each skeleton has a name engraved on it.

Along the way, they were all killed by Huashan Wang Yunpeng, and Ning Qingyu's face turned livid.

If it really did what he imagined, this would probably be the biggest scandal since the establishment of the Huashan faction!
"One of them committed suicide!"

It was Ruan Qingshou who spoke, and the expression on his face was rather strange, as if he saw hope in despair.

"The place where the corpse of Zhang Helin of the Hengshan School is buried, he cut off his meridians and died."

Sure enough, the head of the skeleton was intact, only the left arm was broken.

Afterwards, there was another suicide, and there were more lines!

"The place where Master Qinghui of the Hengshan School stopped the corpse, and died from the shattered spirit of the sky"

"Wang Yunpeng of Huashan admires the hero among the teachers and daughters."

This... doesn't look like civil unrest.

The six skeletons are all from other four mountains, not a single one from the Huashan School!

"Look further inside!"

The few people didn't bother to look at the martial arts on the stone wall anymore, and walked directly along the stone wall.

Not far away, I saw a neat row of skeletons here.

Only one was alone, with its bones scattered on the ground.

Ning Qingyu didn't say anything, and went directly to the place where the special skeleton was.

Huang Lin looked up at the stone wall, where the handwriting should be neater.

"In the fourth year of Zhengtong in the Ming Dynasty, the ten elders of the Demon Cult raided Mount Hua, and the fellows from the Five Sacred Mountains came to help them. They fought hard and were defeated. I led the people to lead him into the cave, and three dragon stones were broken, trapping him in the middle of the mountain. However, the way out was dead. There is no water or food anywhere.”

"In order to prevent the unique knowledge of each school from being lost, Yu and a group of colleagues recorded what they had learned throughout their lives on the stone wall in the cave, and left it to future generations."

"For more than ten days, the mountains and rivers are exhausted."

There seems to be a pause here, and there are obvious differences in the depth of the handwriting.

"Senior Brother Zhang Helin from the Hengshan School said that since there is no way out and no water or food, it is better to end the matter. After saying that, he cut off his own heart and died. I worshiped him to collect the corpse for him."

"There is Zhong Yunyong, the elder of Mount Hua, who was seriously injured and his arms were broken. He begged someone to do it and died with tears in his eyes."

"Huang Yunde, the elder of Mount Hua, begged someone to do it, and died with tears in his eyes."

From here, the handwriting gradually becomes messy.

"There is Elder Huashan."

"There are Huashan disciples"

"There is Elder Hengshan."

"There is Elder Songshan."

"Master Qinghui of Hengshan and Mrs. Wang are left in the end. Mrs. Wang said that Junior Brother Wang needs help. Mr. Wang refused, so Mrs. Wang broke her spirit."

"I was deeply saddened, so I endured the pain to collect the corpses for my comrades and guard the spirit for three days."

"In September of the fourth year of orthodoxy in the Ming Dynasty, Wang Yunpeng of Huashan made his final pen."

After Huang Lin finished reading, he looked down at the scattered skeletons.

You collected the bones for everyone, but yourself
Then he turned his head and looked at the stone wall above the row of skeletons, and it was indeed a person from Huashan.

"Uncle Master!"

Ning Qingyu and several elders knelt on the ground crying and licking their heads, thinking that they knew this senior Wang Yunpeng!

Seeing this, Huang Lin and Feng Qingyang also knelt down and licked three heads of this admirable senior Huashan.

After a long time, the crying stopped.

"Bulin, after this incident, I will punish you to retreat on Siguo Cliff for ten years, is it acceptable?!"

Chen Qingping's slightly hoarse voice came.

Before entering the cave, Huang Lin guessed that there might be cannibalism in the cave.

But what we can see now are all the remains of the ancestors of various factions that are mournful and admirable.

In order to prevent Ning Qingyu from being punished more severely, he had to preemptively measure the punishment to protect Huang Lin.

As Master Huang Lin, he has this right.

"The disciple speculates about the elders of the master for no reason, and is willing to be punished!"

Huang Lin knew that this time he was really going to be punished, and the next generation might lose his position in charge.

"Senior brother Chen, this old bear is not convinced, we count as one, who hasn't thought about it like this?"

When Xiong Qingshi said this, everyone's faces were not very good-looking.

"Okay, Bulin is indeed at fault for this matter, but if the crime does not stop there, he will be punished for two years in retreat at Siguoya Cliff!"

Without waiting for others to speak, Ning Qingyu directly settled the matter.

After all, the cannibalism was brought up by Huang Lin, and everyone was affected by it.

What's more, although Wang Yunpeng didn't mention it in his last words, I'm afraid that such signs really appeared at that time, otherwise so many people would not seek death.

These people are all human beings, and they can actually see it, but it's just a taboo for the venerable, so it's not easy to mention it, after all, this thing didn't happen.

"Thank you, Sect Master!"

Chen Qingyu winked at Huang Lin and agreed first.

"Disciple's order, it's just about the saltworks. You know the head, can you let the disciple deal with this matter first and then come back to be punished?"

Huang Lin thought that the construction of the Qinghai Salt Field was about to start, so he asked to deal with the matter first.

"We'll discuss this matter later, first distribute the pens and paper, and copy them down."

Ning Qingyu didn't agree immediately, but arranged for future matters.

"Junior Brother Feng, go get some fabric and cover up the mountain wall in a while."

"Brother Xiong, after the matter is over, you go to Yuan Qingming and bring some cronies over here to collect the remains here."

"Master, the salt farm that Bulin mentioned before?"

Ruan Qingshou was the first to ask about the saltworks.

At this time, everyone had returned to the outermost cave. Inside, Xiong Qingshi and Yuan Qingming led some disciples to collect the bones.

"No hurry, let's talk about the remains of the Five Sacred Mountains and martial arts first."

Ning Qingyu waved his hand and said:
"I mean, after copying the other four mountains of martial arts, I will return them at a certain date. Do you have any opinions?"

"Master's order!"

Everyone clasped their fists in answer.

"As for the time, after Bulin returns from Qinghai, we will discuss it with the saltworks."

"Bulin, you are in charge of the saltworks, so you will tell everyone about it."

Ning Qingyu was not too clear about the details, so he looked at Huang Lin.

"Master, uncles, this disciple is going down the mountain this time."

". Now all the joints have been opened up, but there are horse bandits gathering around Qinghai all the year round, and the bandit leaders are called Baiban evil star. Therefore, they must be dealt with first before construction can start."

Huang Lin clasped his fists in salute, and then explained the refined salt business in detail.

"I also have salt fields in Shaanxi, why bother to look far away?"

Ruan Qingshou was puzzled.

"Da Ming prohibits private salt. If we go here to get it, we are afraid that we will be surrounded by officers and soldiers. Elder Ruan is not afraid of being accused of treason?"

Before he could speak, Huang Lin went on to say:

"Although Qinghai came from within his ministry, it is remote and sparsely populated, so it is much easier to operate. What's more, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials also nodded in agreement. With the important officials of the court by his side, there is no need to worry about official investigations! "

"Bulin, why do you want to pull Wudang? Our Five Sacred Sword Sect is located in the north and south, so it's better to be separated from each other?"

Tan Qingfang interrupted to ask.

Huang Lin was helpless, after thinking for a while, he changed the subject and said:
"Masters, this disciple has some things to say, so please forgive me if there is something presumptuous!"

After finishing speaking, he took two steps back, bowed and clasped his fists.

"Don't think too much, if you don't like Lin, just say it."

Ning Qingyu waved his hand. There are some words that he is not suitable to say, but Huang Lin's current age and status, it is better to speak out.

"May I ask all the teachers, who is my enemy in Huashan? Who is my friend?"

Without waiting for an answer, Huang Lin went on to say:

"My enemy on the surface of Mount Hua is the Demon Cult. There is no doubt about this, but the enemy in the dark is Shaolin, right?"

Seeing that everyone nodded, he spoke again:
"Is Wudang an enemy? Certainly not. Wudang's biggest opponent is Shaolin, which belongs to both Buddhism and Taoism, and they are naturally incapable of dealing with it."

"There is an old saying that every teacher knows, the enemy of the enemy is your friend!"

"There is another saying, the road is wide when there are many friends and few enemies!"

"The relationship between Wudang and Huashan is, at best, that of fellow Jianghu. Why can't we turn them into friends? With interests involved, it is good to have multiple friends cheering for us when we face Shaolin in the future!"

What he said made Tan Qingfang's face look ugly, Huang Lin had no choice but to give him an apologetic look.

He is not the only one who has this kind of thinking in Huashan, but he just happened to raise this question.

Ning Qingyu stroked his beard with a smile, nodded and praised:

"That's right, I'm very relieved to hand over Mount Huashan to you in the future!"

After a pause, he continued:

"But there's more?"

Looking at Huang Lin, his eyes were full of encouragement.

Huang Lin stared: You want me to use a knife to scrape the carrion?
Seeing Ning Qingyu nod his head slightly, he had to think for a while, organized his words, and then continued:
"Although Kou Qinghai has been eliminated, my Huashan Qijian sect is still there! If things go on like this, my Huashan sect may be in danger of being wiped out!"

"Alarmist!"

"What nonsense!"

(End of this chapter)