Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 96 Nie Kuang
Mount Hua, the Hall of Sword Qi Rising to the Sky
Ning Qingyu, who had just returned to Huashan, brought a group of elders to Yunvfeng before holding a funeral for the deceased Huashanmen.

"I want to make public the death of Uncle Abandoned!"

As soon as everyone sat down firmly, they were startled by Ning Qingyu's words and jumped up.

"What does the master mean by this?"

"What happened to Uncle Abandoned?"

"The head? But is there something to hide?"

The elders who hadn't learned that Qiyun had died all asked questions one after another.

This is top notch!The core combat power of a sect!

How can their elders not panic?
"In the first month of the previous year, Kou Qinghai assisted Shaolin masters to steal Huashan Mountain, and fought against Uncle Abandoned Master at Yuntai Peak, and both died."

Ning Qingyu said the matter expressionlessly.

Except for a few elders who knew about it, everyone else started to curse.

"His grandma's Kou Qinghai! His grandma's Shaolin!"

"No wonder Kou Qinghai's family was killed at the beginning!"

"Hmph, the old man wanted to intercede for his family back then!"

"cough~"

Ning Qingyu coughed, and the hall fell silent.

"Later, send someone to spread the news of the death of the abandoned teacher to all factions."

As soon as the words fell, an elder said:
"You can't be the head of the sect. Now that Huashan is gaining momentum, if you reveal the death of the abandoned master uncle, it may be inappropriate!"

As soon as this person finished speaking, many elders agreed.

"quiet!"

Tan Qingfang shouted to stop these people.

"My Huashan Mountain is indeed growing in momentum, but it is also like a raging fire cooking oil!"

Seeing that everyone still had doubts on their faces, Ning Qingyu sighed slightly, and continued:
"Now that the Devil's Cult is gone, Shaolin has suffered heavy losses, and Wudang has been on the decline in recent years. Only my Huashan Mountain is in full swing!"

"Everyone's eyes are on us, and if we are not careful, we will attack in groups. That's why I decided to reveal the matter of abandoning my uncle!"

"Later, I will deal with the funeral of the disciple who unfortunately died, and then I will go to Yuntai Peak to pay respects to the abandoned master uncle!"

Ning Qingyu's explanation was quite detailed, and all the elders were also thoughtful.

"Master, Bu Lin has something to say!"

Seeing that he had finished speaking, Huang Lin came to the hall to speak.

"Oh? Tell me."

Ning Qingyu put down his hand touching his beard and looked at Huang Lin.

It's just that the look in his eyes is a bit strange.

"The disciple proposed to choose a place in Huashan, thinking that Huashan is the tomb of Zhonglie. The same family who died in Longbei Mountain this time can be buried in it, and then erect a stele and inscription to describe their life. From now on, I will pay homage to Huashan every year!"

As soon as Huang Lin's words came out, there was a sudden silence in the hall, and everyone looked at him with their mouths open and eyes wide open.

This is the glory behind you, and you can understand the meaning after listening to it.

After a long time, there was a sound.

"This is a good idea. I will bury the old bear when I die! Let you burn incense on the old bear's head every year! Hahahaha."

Xiong Qingshi shouted, waving his arms.

I don't know what I thought of, I just raised my head and laughed.

Many old elders began to imagine the scene of being worshiped every year after death.

Ning Qingyu also looked excited, and after a little thought, he found a suitable position, and immediately made a decision and said:
"Just do as you said! The location is chosen in Yunhu Valley! It also saves the abandonment of the uncle to move the grave."

"In addition, those who are buried in Yunhu Valley can place their tablets in the Siguoya Martyrs' Temple!"

Yunhu Valley is the valley where Qi Yunyi lived in seclusion.

Many elders in the hall were even more excited now, and all of them were gearing up, wishing to go to the Demon Sect again and try their best.

Yuntai Peak, Yunhu Valley

Except for the Huashanmen and outer disciples who had to stay behind, almost everyone gathered here.

The disciples who died in Longbei Mountain have all been buried, and their life and death reasons are engraved on their tombstones.

Ning Qingyu personally presided over the funerals of these 21 people.

Then he took out the notebook and read the sacrificial text in front of the tomb.

"Wei Chenghua's 14th year. Wailing and paying homage, the grief is undeniable, the heroic spirit is not far away, and the soul blesses Huashan. Enjoy!"

Feng Qingyang's mood was unstable at this time, he was sad and happy, and when Ning Qingyu finished reading the sacrificial oration, he would burst into tears.

It had been more than two years before the news of his master's death had been made public. It was no longer just a few people worshiping, and under the agitation of the mind, the breath could not help but surge.

!!!

"Reporting to the head of the sect, Uncle Feng's mind is agitated, and the disciple takes him away first!"

Huang Lin was beside him, and immediately realized that he was about to break through!After winking at Ning Qingyu, without turning his head, he whispered to Feng Qingyang:
"Uncle Feng, hurry up and go to Siguoya Breakthrough!"

The voice was wrapped in zhenqi, and it only rang in Feng Qingyang's ears, the people next to him didn't hear it, they just felt that Feng Qingyang's breath was unstable.

"Go, don't leave future troubles!"

Ning Qingyu immediately realized that there are too many people here, who knows if there are any spies from other families who have just made the news of Qi Yunyi's death public, and this is going to come out again.

If people find out, all his thoughts will be in vain!
Although Feng Qingyang didn't know the reason, seeing Huang Lin's serious expression, he didn't say much.

After nibbling at Qiyunyi's tomb, he flew towards Siguo Cliff under the protection of Huang Lin.

After greeting the uncle guarding the martyrs' hall, Feng Qingyang went inside to break through.

Huang Lin didn't leave either, just stood guard on the spot.

"how?"

Not long after, Ning Qingyu and Chen Qingping arrived.

"The breath has stabilized, and it seems to be all right now!"

Feng Qingyang broke through, Huang Lin was very happy.

He can't stay here for long, Huashan can have another young Jue Ding, at least for decades, he doesn't have to worry too much.

Several people waited until noon the next day, and the aura inside the Martyrs' Hall gradually subsided, and the few people outside were relieved, and their faces showed joy.

"Junior Brother Feng's breakthrough, first keep it a secret, for as long as you can!"

Ning Qingyu straightened his expression, and gave the order seriously.

"Master's order!"

Since then, the rivers and lakes have gradually calmed down.

Except for the Buddhist sect who is still in a state of desperation, although the other sects are still wary of Huashan, they are not as strong as when the demon sect just died.

However, because of the occupation of fertile land, Shaolin has been retreating steadily in the face of those court ministers, and the land property in the temple has been continuously deprived, so there is no time to trip Huashan.

This is also the reason why Huang Lin wanted to expose this matter to the court in the first place.

There were many reasons for the demise of the Ming Dynasty, and land annexation was obviously one of them.

He doesn't remember anything else, but he remembers that Zhang Juzheng cleared up the fields, painted fish scale pictures, and promoted a whip method, which made the Ming Dynasty's national strength grow day by day, but it didn't end well.

It is conceivable how many profiteers among them will tolerate Shaolin Temple snatching food from the pot?
These people used to only focus on ordinary people or opponents. Among them, there are occasional insiders who are also weak and difficult to attack.

This time, the "New World" was suddenly discovered, and it was illegally occupied. It would be strange if Shaolin was not attacked.

Shaolin Temple still counts on those officials who often pay respects to the Buddha to help them, but they don't know that these officials are also part of the wolf pack.

People in Jianghu don't care about these things, they only know that Shaolin Temple has court officials going up to the mountain from time to time in the past two years, and they are quite envious in their hearts.

Only the senior management of Huashan knows the reason, and taking this opportunity, they are ready to extend their claws to Luoyang!

Huashan disciples also found that all the elders seemed to be very happy during this period of time.

Although Luoyang in the Ming Dynasty was only a small city, it was located on an important road, which was very important for the expansion of Huashan's influence.

Huang Lin originally planned to stay in Huashan these years to accompany his master and his wife, but Ning Qingyu planned to hand over the Luoyang matter to him, so Chen Qingping kicked him out.

At this time, Wang Jiufeng had been watching politics for three years. He didn't want to stay in the capital to be a good scholar who talked all day, so he sought to be released.

Everyone in the same year was very puzzled. The cabinet members, young and old, were promoted from the local area. This release is equivalent to cutting off their own hope of joining the cabinet.

It happened that Yiyang county magistrate came to an official position, and there was a vacancy. It was quite easy for a noble and aristocratic scholar to fill the vacancy of a seventh-rank county magistrate.

"Brother Wang, I finally got what I wanted, congratulations!"

Huang Lin sat on the left, took a sip from the teacup, and congratulated Wang Jiufeng softly.

When he came to Yiyang on this trip, he brought about [-] people from the Huashan sect. After arranging everyone, he brought Yue Buqun to visit.

"My virtuous brother has a heart! You also know that brother Yu is a man, and the past three years in the Imperial Academy are really like sitting on pins and needles, like a light on your back!"

Wang Jiufeng complained a little before asking Huang Lin's purpose:
"Brother, are you going to Luoyang to visit relatives and passing through Yiyang?"

"No, this time there is a mission for the sect. Huashan intends to do some business in Luoyang, and sent me to take care of it. It happened that Brother Wang took office here, so he brought people to settle in this precious land of Brother Wang. Anyway, Yiyang is far away from Luoyang. Not far, no impact."

Huang Lin shook his head and explained.

"Haha, Brother Yu took office for the first time, and some things are inconvenient, so it's just right that you are here!"

Without waiting for Huang Lin to ask, Wang Jiufeng turned to Yue Buqun and said:
"Brother Yue Xian, I haven't seen you for a long time, and my demeanor has become more and more outstanding!"

"Brother Wang won the prize, Yuemou is no match for the two."

Yue Buqun waved his hand with a smile. He and Wang Jiufeng had met several times.

After a few people chatted, Wang Jiufeng talked about the inconvenience.

The main problem is that some gangsters committed crimes, and the local government's force and intelligence were not enough.

After thinking about it for a while, Huang Lin asked Yue Buqun to assist in this matter.

Firstly, it can help Wang Jiufeng.

On the other hand, letting Yue Buqun learn some twists and turns in the officialdom would be beneficial for him to take charge of Mount Hua in the future.

Yue Buqun briefly thought about it, then nodded in agreement.

Kunlun Mountain, also known as Kunlun Xu, is the ancestor of Wanshan, also known as the ancestor of dragon veins!

To the west of Chaka Salt Lake, more than a thousand miles away, is the source of the Yangtze River. The locals call this place Golmud.

Golmud faces Kunlun in the south. There are dense rivers and developed water systems. There are tribes living here all the year round.

On this day, Ma Qimu, a little boy in the tribe, was riding a horse to drive away the scattered sheep as usual.

Seeing someone coming from the direction of Kunlun in the south, but not riding a horse, he couldn't help but look over curiously.

The man seemed to be walking very slowly, but it didn't take long before he got close.

Ma Qimu couldn't figure it out, this step is not too big, how could he walk faster than a horse.

"Little guy, do you know which direction Dashi is going?"

Ma Qimu looked ignorantly at the man in front of him who was taller than the strongest warrior in the clan. He seemed to have heard such words from the clan elders. People beckon.

The burly man also understood what the child meant.

Ma Qimu was not as tall as this man on the horse, seeing that this man could keep up with the speed of the horse, he couldn't help speeding up a bit.

But the man was not blushing or out of breath, and still followed closely.

He opened his mouth involuntarily.

"I heard from Ma Qimu that the warrior came down from Kunlun Mountain?"

Maqimu's elders also looked quite strong.

"That's right, I don't know how long Nie has been in retreat in Kunlun, what year is it now?"

The man surnamed Nie casually drank the buttered tea presented by Ma Qimu.

"Looking at the face of the warrior, he should be from Daming. According to Daming, it has been 16 years since Chenghua."

"Hey, it's been eight years! I don't know what to do with the divine religion. Forget it, it won't be destroyed anyway. I'd better go to Dashi first."

After hearing the time, the man surnamed Nie muttered to himself while holding a teacup.

After the clan elder heard about it, his face changed, his lips parted, and he finally didn't speak.

This person doesn't look easy to mess with, so don't talk about it!
Unexpectedly, he was still discovered by this big man surnamed Nie, so he heard him say:

"Say what you know, otherwise I don't mind slaughtering your tribe!"

The breath of blood overflowed in the words.

"Don't dare to hide it from the warriors, the God Sect you are talking about is the Sun Moon God Sect?"

Seeing the big man nodding, the clan elder quickly continued:
"Last year, a businessman in the past said that the Sun Moon God Sect was destroyed the year before last."

"what?!"

The big man surnamed Nie stood up suddenly and lifted the clan elder.

"Old, old, old, I also listened to and heard about it."

The clan elder was terrified by the man's ferocious face.

Throwing this old man casually, the big man laughed angrily.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Good! Good! Unexpectedly, I, Nie Kuang, haven't shown up for a few years, and someone would dare to touch my Nie's beard!"

"I want to see who is not afraid of death!"

(End of this chapter)