This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 292 Aftermath of the war
Not long after the battle between the Xuantian Sect and the Wudang Sect, Lu Hanjiang in the capital received the complete battle report. Even though he personally took charge of the farce at the Five Sacred Mountains Conference, he couldn't help sighing that it was indeed tragic.

In this battle, the disciples of the Wudang School who went northward lost almost [-]%. Although they also replaced Xuantian Cultists who were several times their size, but if you think about it seriously, after this battle, the Xuantian Cult is just ugly. The damage is not big, but the Wudang faction is really hurt.

As for the ordinary disciples of Wudang, those who died will not be mentioned, and those who survived were all wounded. I am afraid that half of them will not be able to continue practicing martial arts. The point is that Wangchen and "Taiwu" Chi Yiming, among the seven masters of Wudang, were seriously injured. , especially Chi Daxia, whose right arm was cut off by the root of the King Youyun.

Although one life was saved, Chi Yiming's swordsmanship was probably going to be half useless. I thought that this Taiwu Taoist priest was still the head of the Wudang Seven Sons, but now he ended up like this.

The seven sons of Wudang are called elders and younger according to the order of entry, but they are judged by swordsmanship. Although "Taiwu" Chi Yiming ranks third, his swordsmanship is the first among the seven.

Now that his right arm was chopped off by King Youyun, even if Bai Jingnian hadn't died, these seven people probably wouldn't be able to form a real martial arts formation in the future.

And the biggest highlight of this vicious battle was not the hapless Taiwu Daoist, but his cheating son Chi Cangping.

Looking at the description in the battle report, Lu Hanjiang couldn't help but sigh with emotion, this Chi Daxia really has suffered a lot of bad luck for several lifetimes, and unexpectedly he has such a son, who is so young that he almost lost his life.

Speaking of Chi Cangping, Lu Hanjiang still felt a little embarrassed. Thinking about it, they were considered good friends who had participated in the Five Sacred Mountains Conference together, but now there is no news of the other party, and he does not know whether he is alive or dead.

In all fairness, Lu Hanjiang's purpose in sending Chi Cangping back to the Northlands was really not to cause trouble for the Wudang faction, but to help them withdraw from the Northlands as soon as possible to deal with those people from the Five Sacred Sects who went to Wudang Mountain.

The reason is also very simple. I won’t mention the level of the heads of the Five Sacred Sects. Lu Hanjiang didn’t even look at it. Qi Yunzi, the head of the Wudang Sect, is someone that Mr. Meng will talk about. Liang Benlang, the leader of the beggar gang, has a high level of existence.

Those stinky fish and rotten shrimps in Wuyue really hit the door. If Qi Yunzi got angry, he might be chopped off with a single sword.

Lu Hanjiang was full of plans to ask Wudang Seven Sons to return to Wudang, just to let these people who are about the same level as the head of the Five Sacred Mountains go to the line. Maybe there are some of them who have not lost their conscience, and committed suicide as soon as their brains came up. This is not directly blood money.

It's a pity that the Wudang seven sons are not strong enough, but that kid Chi Cangping is too strong. The reverse bait operation shocked Lu Hanjiang. If he had known that he was such a talent, he should have arranged for people to rescue him and send him back to Wudang. Yes, maybe let him toss for a few more years, and the Wudang faction will lose.

Lu Hanjiang read the battle report back and forth several times before putting it down unsatisfactorily: "Oh, although I didn't guess the ending, this story is really exciting."

"It's their honor to be able to please the adults." Ying Wushang smiled like a big villain.

Bian Guang kept away from him silently, feeling that his human nature was completely distorted by flattering him, he coughed, and handed in another written report: "My lord, the beggar gang disciples from all over the place seem to be A little restless."

Lu Hanjiang took the book and read it at a glance. He was a little puzzled and said, "Why is Yan Fengyun still in Miaojiang? How long has Liang Benlang been in the soil? Doesn't he, the deputy leader, want to do it? So many disciples don't need to be taken care of?"

Bian Guang and Ying Wushang looked at each other, lowered their heads and said, "I don't know about the humble position, that Vice-Clan Master Yan has been staying in Miaodi for several months, and most of the disciples who followed him have returned to the Central Plains. It seems that he really I don't want to care about it."

Lu Hanjiang pressed his temple tiredly: "Could it be the old man's vengeful spirit? Why should we take care of the affairs of the beggar gang? Is it possible that he really plans to let me arrange a gang leader for him? Damn, he has What can be wronged, why don't you go to Yan Fengyun if you want to find it?"

Both Bian Guang and Ying Wushang lowered their heads, watching their noses, noses, and hearts.

After complaining to himself, Lu Hanjiang threw the booklet on the table, and then looked at the two people in front of him: "This matter is not urgent for now, if those disciples of the Beggar Clan make trouble in the arena, let them go, if you dare to pass Those who are on the front lines are killed together, anyway, no one will give them a head now."

"Impossible to take orders."

The two retreated one after another, while Lu Hanjiang leaned back on his chair and fell into deep thought.

It stands to reason that Yan Fengyun should have returned to the Central Plains a long time ago. Before he left, Lu Hanjiang told the Great Elder Miao Jiang that if Yan Fengyun pursued him, he should be led to the Xuantian Sect in the north. Could it be that the Great Elder is right? Does he have his own opinion on orders?
This Yan Fengyun is also a very confused person. It is fine if he does not come to the battlefield arranged for him. Now that the battle is over, Lu Hanjiang has started to clean up the table. Even Xue Luosha has been put back by him. Fighting against the Spirit Moon Clan.

Lu Hanjiang never expected that the reason why Yan Fengyun didn't return to the Central Plains, didn't go to the Northland, and didn't even contact Xue Luocha was because he was held back by someone, someone he didn't expect.

In the land of Miaojiang, there is a wooden house in the dense forest not far from the Lingyue tribe. Although it was built temporarily, it is small and complete. It can be seen that the builder put his heart into it.

Yan Fengyun was sitting in the wooden house with his upper body naked, and many gauze bandages were wrapped around his body. These were the scars from forcibly breaking into the Lingyue Clan formation. He deserved to be the leader of Miaojiang. He was trapped for several months and couldn't enter, and he was angry, but he heard a soft call from behind.

"Brother Yan, let me change the medicine for you."

That soft voice made Yan Fengyun subconsciously put away his uneasy expression, and he smiled faintly: "I'm sorry for your trouble."

A pair of jade hands as soft as bones rested gently on Yan Fengyun's body, the woman who changed his dressing was none other than Gu Zijing's disciple, Linglong.

Yan Fengyun watched her earnestly apply the medicine for herself, and sighed lightly: "Thanks to you these days, don't worry, someone will definitely break the shell of the Lingyue Clan and find out the whereabouts of your master. "

Linglong paused for a moment, the smile on her face deepened, and she was as gentle as water: "Thank you, Brother Yan."

Yan Fengyun smiled nonchalantly and said, "I am a close friend with your master, so there is no need to thank you."

While speaking, there was only a crisp cry, a snowy owl landed on the window sill, Linglong's face changed slightly, but she still treated Yan Fengyun's injuries well, then she walked to the window, and from the snowy owl's He took out a roll of letters from his feet.

Yan Fengyun looked at the snowy owl, and asked casually: "Is it news from Xuehua Palace?"

"Um"

With her back to Yan Fengyun, Linglong finished reading the news on the letter with an unsteady expression. When she turned her head, the smile on her face was still there, but her hands behind her back gently kneaded the letter into a ball.

She raised her face, with just the right amount of sadness on her face: "The senior sister from Xuehua Palace has received news, but Master still hasn't heard from her."

Yan Fengyun's face was slightly gloomy, but Wen Sheng comforted Linglong: "Don't worry, someone is still here, and will definitely find your master as soon as possible, so that she won't be wronged."

"Thank you, Brother Yan." Linglong smiled sweetly at Yan Fengyun, turned around and forcefully fed a pill into the snowy owl's mouth before letting it go.

(End of this chapter)