The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun

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Knowing that the Demonic Cult was coming to Mount Song, these people were afraid of being killed by the Demonic Cult and planned to leave this dangerous place before the Demonic Cult arrived.

"Everyone, don't panic."

Upon seeing this, some disciples from major sects took the initiative to maintain order and reassure the crowd.

"Although the Demonic Sect has attacked, all the righteous sects have gathered together. Even if the Demonic Sect were to fight us today, they would not come out on top. Everyone, do not panic. It is too dangerous to go down the mountain now. It is safer to stay on the mountain for now."

The disciples kept trying to calm everyone down, but to little avail. Those who wanted to leave ran down the mountain in silence, while those who didn't were filled with anxiety.

Meanwhile, Fang Zheng was still pondering a countermeasure.

"Sect Leader Yue, what's going on now?"

Master Dingxian looked at Yue Buqun and asked.

At this moment, Tianmen Daoist and Zuo Lengchan did not come to gather, but instead looked at each other coldly from their respective sides. The disciples of the Taishan and Songshan sects also looked at each other with hostility.

"Master, our Huashan Sect, Taishan Sect, and Hengshan Sect have already joined forces with Zuo Lengchan and are preparing to settle accounts with the Songshan Sect, but unexpectedly the Demonic Sect has arrived."

Yue Buqun gave a wry smile and explained.

The situation was already on the verge of exploding. If the Hengshan Sect hadn't suddenly brought news of the Demonic Cult's attack, the Fengchan Terrace on Mount Song would probably have been a bloodbath by now.

Upon hearing this, Master Dingxian's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

She hadn't expected that the situation would already be like this before the Hengshan Sect even arrived.

"Sect Leader Yue, who is this gentleman?"

While Fang Zheng, Chongxu, and the others were pondering countermeasures, Abbess Dingxian looked towards Yue Buqun and asked Jiang Ning.

"This is Yue's apprentice, Jiang Ning."

Yue Buqun said.

"Junior brother Jiang Ning greets senior brother."

Jiang Ning bowed.

"So you are Jiang Ning."

Upon hearing Jiang Ning's words, a hint of surprise flashed in Master Dingxian's eyes. She looked Jiang Ning up and down and nodded.

"I've heard a lot about your achievements; you're quite remarkable."

Jiang Ning bowed again.

"Thank you for the compliment, Senior Uncle."

Master Dingxian smiled, chatted briefly with Jiang Ning, and then continued to discuss countermeasures with Fang Zheng and the others.

She had been in Hengshan for a while, and although she was also curious about Jiang Ning, the rising star of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, this was not the time to chat.

After a brief chat with Abbess Dingxian, Jiang Ning discovered that this Hengshan Sect leader was different from Abbess Dingjing and Dingyi. Abbess Dingyi had a bad temper, Abbess Dingjing had a gentle personality, while Abbess Dingxian was easygoing.

"Ning'er, how are you feeling?"

Yue Buqun asked Jiang Ning.

He was also practicing the Innate Skill and had reached the fourth level. He knew that there would be an adaptation period after a breakthrough in martial arts; otherwise, the strength he displayed after the breakthrough might not be as good as before.

When Yue Buqun broke through, it took him a day or two to adapt. Jiang Ning broke through today and had been very quiet, clearly adapting to his body. Yue Buqun's question was to ask how well Jiang Ning was adapting.

"That's about it, Master."

Jiang Ning smiled and replied.

Yue Buqun was somewhat surprised upon hearing this.

You adapted so quickly?

Just as Yue Buqun was about to say something, the sound of drums and music suddenly rang out from the foot of the mountain.

At the same time, a voice emanating from a large group of people came from above.

"The Cult Leader has arrived!"

Chapter 371: Ren Woxing!

Upon hearing this, many martial arts figures on the Fengchan Platform changed color, especially when they heard the words "Master". Even the leaders of major sects, such as Zhenshanzi, the leader of Kunlun Sect, showed solemn expressions.

"Has Dongfang Bubai really arrived?"

Zhenshanzi's expression was very solemn, and he seemed somewhat incredulous.

Dongfang Bubai had not appeared in the martial arts world for more than ten years at Blackwood Cliff, and Zhenshanzi suspected that Dongfang Bubai might have arrived.

But the leader that the demonic cult members down the mountain were calling out to was not a fake.

The Demonic Cult now has only one leader, and that is Dongfang Bubai.

Zhenshanzi couldn't help but look at Fang Zheng.

At this moment, Fang Zheng's expression was extremely grim.

"Abbot, Dongfang Bubai has not left Blackwood Cliff for many years. Now he has reappeared in the martial world and led the Demonic Sect to Mount Song. Could it be that he wants to start a war between the righteous and the demonic forces with our righteous path?"

The Beggars' Sect leader, Xie Feng, also asked, his expression grave.

Although the martial arts world is not peaceful now, at least there are no major storms. But now it's different. The Demonic Sect has mobilized so much, even its leader has come to Mount Song. If the other side really wants to start a war between good and evil, then there will be rivers of blood.

"Amitabha."

Faced with Zhenshanzi and Jiefeng's questions, Fangzheng did not answer, but only recited a Buddhist chant. His expression did not change much, as if he was confident, but the movement of his fingers on the prayer beads was obviously faster.

"The leader has arrived! The leader has arrived!"

At this moment, the sound from down the mountain rolled up the mountain, getting closer and louder.

The Fengchan Terrace was completely silent.

The martial arts practitioners were filled with unease, and the leaders of major sects, such as Zhenshanzi, looked grim.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The sound of drums and music from the foot of the mountain was getting closer and closer to the Fengchan Terrace. Many martial arts figures were already on high alert. Before long, a dozen or so members of the Sun Moon Sect were the first to go up the mountain.

These dozen or so followers were all dressed in dark green brocade robes, with white belts around their waists. Their eyes were bright and piercing, their gazes were cold, and their breathing was steady.

These people leaped from the foot of the mountain toward the Fengchan Terrace, landing smoothly and in unison with fluid and synchronized movements.

Upon seeing these dozen or so people ascend the Fengchan Platform, the martial arts practitioners were on high alert. However, the dozen or so people who ascended the platform first did not make a move. They merely glanced at these people indifferently before splitting into two groups and standing still.

Then a band appeared at the foot of the mountain, with more than a hundred people. Each of them was playing an instrument, and some were shouting loudly that the Sun Moon Divine Sect was civilized and martial, making a great show of it.

As these people rose to power, the followers of the Sun Moon Sect crowded onto the Fengchan Platform in droves, forcing some martial arts figures to give them space.

Seeing the immense power of the Sun Moon Cult, these idle martial artists couldn't help but move closer to major sects like Shaolin and Wudang, trying to stay as far away from the Sun Moon Cult's followers as possible. The entire Fengchan Platform was divided into two sides: one side was occupied by righteous sects such as Shaolin, Wudang, Kunlun, Emei, and the Five Sacred Mountains Sword Sect, as well as martial artists; the other side was occupied by the Sun Moon Cult.

As more and more members of the Sun Moon Sect ascended the Fengchan Terrace, the enormous terrace appeared somewhat crowded.

At this moment, four more people came up from the foot of the mountain to the Fengchan Terrace, each standing on one side and shouting in unison.

"The Cult Leader has arrived!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a sedan chair was carried up from the foot of the mountain.

The sedan chair was very large and required more than a dozen porters to carry it up the mountain.

However, some of these sedan chair carriers looked quite strange. Some had unusually large bellies and thin bodies, while others were short, fat, and extremely ugly. There were even women carrying the sedan chairs.

Ok?

When Jiang Ning, who was in the crowd, saw the two people carrying the sedan chair, he subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

The two people, a man and a woman, were not particularly good-looking. The man was even old and ugly, and the woman was not beautiful either. They were extremely tall and would be very inconspicuous in a crowd, but Jiang Ning felt that the two of them looked somewhat familiar.

"Ping Yizhi?"

Jiang Ning looked at the old and ugly sedan bearer, and then at the woman next to him.

"what?"

Jiang Ning's voice was very soft, and Yue Buqun, who was next to him, couldn't hear it clearly.

“Master, the two people carrying the sedan chair are Ping Yizhi and his wife. These two are Ren Yingying’s subordinates.”

Jiang Ning gave a brief explanation.

Yue Buqun immediately understood.

"Could it be that witch who came? She held a grudge after her failed revenge against you last time, so she persuaded Dongfang Bubai to come from Blackwood Cliff to seek revenge this time?"

Yue Buqun immediately thought of this possibility.

“They’re up to no good, Ning’er, be careful.”

Realizing that Ren Yingying might also be there, Yue Buqun immediately instructed Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning nodded, his hand unconsciously resting on the hilt of his sword, his eyes slightly narrowed as he looked at the large sedan chair in the distance.

At this moment, two elderly men stood on either side of the sedan chair. One of them was tall, with a refined appearance and an extraordinary demeanor. Immediately, someone present recognized him.

"Xiang Wentian!"

Zuo Lengchan looked at the old man with the pale face, his expression becoming even more gloomy.

Xiang Wentian, whose name was called, looked at Zuo Lengchan and smiled.

"Leader Zuo, it's been so many years, are you still alive?"

Zuo Lengchan gave a cold laugh and did not reply.

"Amitabha."

At this moment, Fang Zheng stepped out from the crowd, followed by Zhen Shanzi, Jie Feng, and other leaders of major sects.

"May I ask if the person inside the sedan chair is the Eastern Cult Leader?"

Fang Zheng shouted loudly, his voice seemingly imbued with internal energy, causing some martial arts practitioners to experience ear pain.

However, after he spoke, the Sun Moon Cult members opposite him looked at each other in bewilderment, and Xiang Wentian even showed a strange expression on his face.

Ok?

Fang Zheng keenly sensed something was wrong, and before he could speak again, the curtain in front of the sedan chair was lifted.

The grand sedan chair had been drawing everyone's attention ever since it appeared. Everyone was curious whether the person inside was Dongfang Bubai himself. Now that the curtain had been lifted and it seemed that the person inside was about to come out, everyone's attention was on edge. Even Fang Zheng couldn't help but slow his breathing.

At this moment when everyone was focused on him, a person stepped out of the sedan chair, which surprised everyone.

A woman stepped down.

Ok?

Not Dongfang Bubai?

Upon seeing the woman, some martial arts practitioners were puzzled, while others recognized her.

"It really is that vixen!"

Yue Buqun's face turned cold, and he tightened his grip on the folding fan slightly.

Upon seeing his enemy again, Jiang Ning did not show much hatred; his expression remained calm.

After getting off the sedan chair, Ren Yingying scanned the crowd opposite her, as if searching for something.

Not long after, Ren Yingying seemed to discover something, and a deep-seated hatred appeared in her eyes. Her calm expression seemed to twist, as if she had seen the enemy who killed her husband.

Seeing the look in the other person's eyes that seemed to want to devour him, Jiang Ning smiled.

Upon seeing the other party smile, Ren Yingying almost lost her mind and subconsciously wanted to rush over and fight Jiang Ning to the death, but in the end she held back, glared at Jiang Ning hatefully, and then stood aside.

Ok?

Those present were even more puzzled by her action.

If it's not Dongfang Bubai, is there someone else inside?

At that moment, a voice came from inside.

"Abbot, it's been many years. Do you still remember us?"

Upon hearing this voice, Fang Zheng instinctively paused for a moment.