Immortality begins with Xiaoao

Chapter 48

On March [-]th, all factions gathered at the foot of Mount Hua.

Yue Buqun naturally got the news a long time ago, so he didn't intend to hide it, so he brought Yu Fei and other Huashan people to greet him at the foot of the mountain.

There are not many people from the sects, Songshan sect with the largest number of people is only a hundred or so, Shaolin only has a few old monks such as Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng, and Wudang has only Taoist Chongxu.

Xu knew the unusualness of this alliance, those martial arts celebrities who usually like to join in the fun, but only a few old people who couldn't see the situation clearly followed the group, and the rest were the bottom of the rivers and lakes who were used to following suit.

"The presence of all comrades really makes Huashan flourish."

Seeing Yue Buqun greet him with a smile, even the people in Songshan who were most at odds with the Huashan faction returned a salute.

"Mr. Yue is too polite. I'm really ashamed to wait for the interruption."

Yue Buqun clasped his fists together, smiled at the crowd and said:

"Everyone, let's go up the mountain with Yue first, let's sit down and talk slowly about what's going on."

Yue Buqun's gentle attitude and elegant demeanor made him feel like a spring breeze, and he was too embarrassed to speak out immediately if he wanted to ask for a crime.

Everyone nodded in agreement, and after greeting Yue Buqun one by one, Huashan disciples led them up the mountain.

"Junior brother is fine, so you can rest assured that you are brother."

Yue Buqun saluted slightly, and said softly to the Taoist priest of Tianmen:
"Thank you for your concern, Brother Dao, I am very grateful."

The Taoist priest of Tianmen nodded, and also said softly:

"Don't worry, brother, this is different from them."

Yue Buqun showed gratitude, and replied:
"My little brother knows the heart of a Taoist brother. What's black can't be white, and what's white can't be black. You can always tell right from wrong."

"It's good for the younger brother to be prepared, so I don't worry about being a brother."

The two bowed their hands to salute each other, and then the Taoist priest of Tianmen led the Taishan faction to follow Lu Dayou up the mountain.

This time, not only Master Dingyi of the Hengshan School came in person, but also Master Dingjing who had been meditating and practicing Buddhism for many years. At the end of the team was a fat monk, who was nearly eight feet tall, and seemed to be standing next to him. Yilin is even smaller.

Master Dingjing bowed slightly to Yue Buqun, and said:
"Junior Brother Yue is being polite. I, Hengshan, have no choice but to come to my junior sister. Please forgive me for being rude."

Yue Buqun returned a salute and sighed:

"Senior Sister Dingxian has been kind to others all her life, she never expected to suffer such a catastrophe, my little brother is also very sad in his heart, if it is really the actions of that unfilial disciple of my little brother, my little brother will never be soft."

After hesitating for a moment, Master Dingjing still whispered:

"This matter is very suspicious. It seems that someone is deliberately promoting it. Junior brother must be careful."

Yue Buqun bowed his hands to thank him, and he couldn't help but admire Mrs. Dingjing, although she hadn't been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, but she was very bright in her heart.

After saying a few more words, Master Dingjing led all the disciples up the mountain, and when Monk Bujie came to Yue Buqun and Yu Fei, seeing Yu Fei's appearance, he couldn't help but whispered to him. Daughter Yilin murmured:
"That kid Linghu is very good, hug him left and right, I think this kid is not bad, why don't you let him be your daughter's husband."

Although Monk Bujie had lowered his voice, it was still not too loud, and everyone present could hear it clearly. A nun with hair beside him gave him a hard look, but he also looked at Yu Fei with satisfaction. .

On the other hand, Yilin was so ashamed that her face was flushed, she was about to cry, and after she called out "Daddy" angrily, she blushed and apologized to Yu Fei and Yue Buqun.

"Uncle Yue, Senior Brother Yu, Daddy was just joking, please don't mind."

Yue Buqun nodded, looked at Monk Bujie with a smile and said:
"Presumably this is the master of non-precepts, he really has a good eye."

Monk Bujie laughed and glanced at his daughter-in-law, full of complacency.

Seeing that there was more to say, Yilin blushed and apologized, and hurriedly led Monk Bujie up the mountain.

Following the people from the rivers and lakes who came to watch the excitement, they went up the mountain one after another. When Yue Buqun and Yu Fei were about to leave, another group of people came from a distance. When they got closer, they realized that it was the Qingcheng faction who had also arrived.

It's normal to think about it. The evil sword manual was seized by a mysterious person. Yu Canghai searched for more than half a year but found nothing. Now the only hope lies with Lin Pingzhi and his son. Even though he had been tortured once before, Yu Canghai was still unwilling .

It was because he was afraid of Yu Fei and Yue Buqun that he didn't dare to come to Huashan to make trouble. Now that Linghu Chong has provoked everyone's anger, Huashan sees itself in danger, so Yu Canghai naturally wants to join in.

Yue Buqun waited for a while with a smile, and Yu Canghai brought his disciples to the foot of Mount Hua.

"Haha, my younger brother came here uninvited, I hope Brother Yue will not blame me."

Yue Buqun cupped his hands with a smile and returned the salute:
"Yu Guanzhu can come, but Yue is too late to welcome him, how can he blame him?"

Yu Canghai laughed, and the two of them exchanged some polite words. When they saw Yu Fei just about to call Yu Martial Nephew, Yu Fei's face suddenly turned into a half-smile. .”

Seeing that no one came again, Yue Buqun and Yu Fei personally brought the Qingcheng Sect up the mountain. Yu Canghai should feel deeply honored, after all, this is the treatment that even Shaolin Wudang did not have.

After going up the mountain, each faction has already sat down on the stone chairs prepared in advance, some are chatting on the left and right, and some are waiting with their eyes closed.

After arranging the Qingcheng faction, Yue Buqun came to the scene and said:

"You sages, Yue also knows a thing or two, but Linghu Chong was kicked out last year, his whereabouts, Yue also does not know, but let everyone down."

When Yue Buqun had just finished speaking, Master Fangzheng of Shaolin got up and sang a Buddha's name, and said:

"Amitabha, although the old monk has only met Linghu Shaoxia twice in a hurry, but Linghu Shaoxia is a chivalrous person. I really can't believe that Linghu Shaoxia would go to assassinate Mrs. Dingxian."

Seeing Fangzheng, the bitter master, actually helped Linghu Chong to speak, and today he came to threaten Huashan, all the people present were puzzled. They didn't know what Shaolin Temple meant?
After Fangzheng finished speaking, Taoist Priest Tianmen also stood up, clasped his fists and said:
"The master's words are not bad. The old Taoist couldn't figure out why Linghu Chong wanted to assassinate Senior Sister Dingxian even if he tried his best. I'm afraid there is something strange about it. It could be that someone is fishing in troubled waters."

As he spoke, he glanced at Zuo Lengchan who had a calm expression.

As soon as the Tianmen Daoist finished speaking, a white-haired old man got up and scolded:
"The head of the sect is careful to say that there were not many people in Shaolin who could kill Dingxian with a single sword. Even the master, you can kill Dingxian with a single sword by relying on a sneak attack? And Linghu Chong's swordsmanship is superb. Everyone knows it, but who else is it?"

Immediately after he finished speaking, his expression changed, he looked at Zuo Lengchan with a smile, and the other two white-haired veterans also responded spontaneously.

Daoist Tianmen's breath and beard fluttered, but these three are his own uncles, and they are the only remaining elders of the Jade Generation in Mount Tai, surrounded by many subordinates. There is nothing one can do.

He could only grunt and shouted:

"It's the three uncles who should speak carefully, justice is at ease in people's hearts."

The people who watched the play kept saying that it was wonderful, and they never expected that there would be such a big show with such a twists and turns to watch.

(End of this chapter)