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Previously, because Cheng Buyou's injuries were too severe, Jiang Ning dared not move him casually and treated him on the spot. However, after his treatment, Cheng Buyou's injuries improved a lot, and Yue Buqun was not afraid of aggravating Cheng Buyou's injuries when he straightened his sitting posture.
A surge of internal energy, white with a hint of purple, emanated from Yue Buqun's palms.
Feng Buping also arrived here, looking at the scene with concern in his eyes without saying a word.
Everyone remained silent, afraid of disturbing Yue Buqun.
An hour later, Yue Buqun withdrew his hand, and Cheng Buyou suddenly raised his head, spitting out a mouthful of blood with a "poof" sound, before collapsing to the ground.
Yue Buqun stood up with a frown.
Chapter 260: The Evil-Repelling Sword Manual
"Uncle-Master Cheng!"
Lin Pingzhi hurriedly called out to Cheng Buyou.
"Brother, what's going on?"
Ning Zhongze walked to Yue Buqun's side and asked with a frown.
Yue Buqun shook his head: "It's not good. Junior Brother Cheng's injuries are too severe. Even after Ning'er and I treated him, we could only stabilize his vital signs and pull him back from the brink of death. But his injuries are still very serious. We'll just have to see if Junior Brother Cheng can pull through."
Upon hearing this, Feng Buping's face showed worry.
"Why not use my Hengshan White Cloud Bear Bile Pills?"
Master Dingyi took out a small bottle.
Yue Buqun shook his head.
"Junior Brother Cheng cannot be used yet."
Although Baiyun Bear Bile Pills are effective, they are also very potent and not suitable for Cheng Buyou to take now. Otherwise, this holy medicine for healing would become a deadly poison.
Yue Buqun frowned slightly as he looked at Cheng Buyou.
Now we can only leave it to fate and see how Cheng Buyou's will to survive goes.
"Uncle-Master Cheng, wake up."
Lin Pingzhi stared intently at Cheng Buyou, calling out to him repeatedly.
At this moment, Cheng Buyou's face regained a sliver of color, his breathing became weak, and his eyelids twitched constantly, but he still did not wake up.
After a while, amidst the wailing of several disciples, Cheng Buyou finally opened his eyes shakily. He looked around and found the surroundings familiar. Upon hearing the cries beside him, he turned his head and saw Lin Pingzhi.
"I'm not dead yet, what are you crying about!"
As soon as he woke up, Cheng Buyou's face hardened, and he scolded him.
"Uncle-Master Cheng!"
Faced with Cheng Buyou's rebuke, Lin Pingzhi burst into tears of joy.
The people outside the pavilion finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Junior Brother Cheng, how are you feeling?"
Yue Buqun asked with concern.
After reprimanding Lin Ping, Cheng Buyou finally noticed Yue Buqun and the others. Only then did he realize that they had returned to Mount Hua.
"much better."
Cheng Buyou responded with difficulty.
Yue Buqun said with concern, "Ning'er and I just used our internal energy to heal your injuries, but you have many wounds inside your body, and your bones are all misaligned. You need to rest well."
Cheng Buyou nodded: "Thank you, senior brother."
After saying that, Cheng Buyou planned to tell you about his experience of going down the mountain.
"Senior brother, this time when we go down the mountain..."
"Junior Brother Cheng, you should get some rest."
Yue Buqun interrupted him.
Ask Lin Pingzhi later; it will be the same.
After arranging for several Huashan disciples to escort Cheng Buyou back to recuperate, Yue Buqun turned to Lin Pingzhi, frowned, and asked, "Ping'er, you came down the mountain this time to move your parents' graves, how did it turn out like this?"
These words seemed to touch upon a painful memory for Lin Pingzhi, and he choked up.
"Master, we have encountered the Demonic Cult."
Lin Pingzhi's words caused everyone to frown.
Yue Buqun frowned and said, "What happened? Tell me in detail."
“Master, after my Uncle Cheng and I arrived in Hengshan City, we dug up my parents’ coffins and returned to Fujian. The journey was smooth, but when we arrived at our hometown, we found that our family’s ancestral graves had been dug up.”
Lin Pingzhi planned to bury his parents' remains in the ancestral grave, but when he arrived, he found that the grave had been dug up and the remains of his ancestors were left exposed in the wilderness.
"At first, I thought it was Yu Canghai's doing, trying to find my family's Evil-Repelling Sword Manual. Later, when I renovated the ancestral graves and went to the ancestral hall of the Xiangyang Old House to worship my ancestors, I accidentally found a kasaya with the sword techniques of my family's Evil-Repelling Sword Manual written on it."
Evil-Repelling Sword Manual?
Everyone was startled upon hearing this.
The Evil-Repelling Sword Manual was quite famous in the martial arts world some time ago; everyone knows that.
Yue Buqun frowned and asked, "And then?"
"Later, three groups of men in black suddenly appeared and took the robe away."
At this point, Lin Pingzhi's previously gritted teeth expression turned somewhat blank.
"They all said they were from the Demonic Sect, and that they were all after my family's Evil-Repelling Sword Manual. They even started fighting."
Three groups of men in black? And they started fighting?
Lin Pingzhi's words left everyone puzzled.
"Later, the cassock was stolen by one group of men in black. Another group of men in black went after the cassock, and in the end, that group of men in black chased after us, wanting to get the secret formula of the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual from me."
Cheng Buyou helped him evade the pursuit of the group of men in black, and during the process, the injuries he sustained while protecting him became increasingly severe.
Lin Pingzhi told him to leave him alone, but the old-fashioned Taoist priest refused to leave, saying that no elder would abandon a junior and run away alone. Later, Cheng Buyou even planned to use his own life to cover Lin Pingzhi's escape.
"If it weren't for Master Cheng, I would already be dead."
Lin Pingzhi's voice choked with emotion.
“It was my fault that I harmed Uncle Cheng. After escaping from Fujian, I wanted to seek help from my father’s friends, but I didn’t expect that they also wanted to seize my family’s Evil-Repelling Sword Manual.”
Lin Pingzhi's tone was filled with intense hatred. He never expected that his father's former friends would kill him so cruelly, especially since that person was his father's closest friend. Lin Pingzhi had even been held by that person when he was a child, and the two families had a very close relationship.
After escaping from Fujian, Lin Pingzhi and Cheng Buyou were hunted down by three groups of people: a group of men in black who wanted to get the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual from him, a group of his father's friends, and a group of people from the martial arts world.
After news of Lin Pingzhi's appearance in Fujian spread, people in the martial arts world all wanted to find him and obtain the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual. To avoid being hunted down, Lin Pingzhi and Cheng Buyou suffered so much during this period that it cannot be described as miserable.
Hearing Lin Pingzhi's self-blame, Yue Buqun sighed and helped him up: "It's not your fault."
Yue Buqun comforted him, saying, "The human heart is the hardest thing to look at directly. As the saying goes, you can know a person's face but not their heart. You are still young and do not know the dangers of the world. I don't blame you."
"Although there was an accident on the way down the mountain, it's fortunate that you and your Uncle Cheng are still alive. It's a blessing in disguise. Don't think about it too much."
"Yes, Master."
Lin Pingzhi nodded.
"Alright, you've had a long trip, go and get some rest."
Yue Buqun patted him on the shoulder, telling him to go and rest first.
Lin Pingzhi accepted the order and withdrew, while Jiang Ning watched his retreating figure, lost in thought.
Three groups of men in black? They all claimed to be from the Demonic Cult? And they started fighting?
Jiang Ning keenly sensed something was wrong and looked towards Yue Buqun, only to find that Yue Buqun was also frowning.
……
Hebei.
A group of men in black navigated the lake by steering the boat.
These people wore masks, revealing only their eyes, exuding indifference and cruelty.
The leader, dressed in black, was carrying a wooden tray covered with a black cloth, the contents of which were unknown.
The boat steered for a distance on the lake and came to a strange place.
The surrounding rocks were crimson red, as if they had been dyed with blood.
The group of men in black disembarked and headed north. After walking for an unknown amount of time, they arrived at a strange location.
Two towering rocks stood in the middle, forming a narrow passage, guarded by a group of men in black.
The leader of the group of men in black, carrying a wooden tray, stood at the stone path. Just as he was about to go in, two long spears crossed in front of him.
"Password."
One of the men in black looked at him coldly.
Upon hearing this, the leader of the men in black lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.
"The sun rises in the east, the leader is invincible, possessing both literary and martial virtues, and his benevolence extends to all living beings."
Chapter 261: Yang Lianting
"Token."
The guards still did not let the man in black in.
Upon hearing this, the man in black took out an iron token from his pocket and waved it in front of the other man.
The token bore the inscription "Seven Stars Envoy Zhao Ming".
Only then did the guards allow them to pass.
The man in black walked into the stone path, which was guarded by members of the Sun Moon Sect along the way, with sentries every five steps and guards every ten steps, making it extremely strict.
After exiting the stone path, a wide mountain path appeared before them, and the man in black followed the path up the mountain.
The mountain path was extremely steep and treacherous. The men in black climbed the stone steps, questioning the men for their passwords and tokens at each checkpoint.
After passing through numerous checkpoints and undergoing heavy questioning, the man in black finally arrived at the top of the cliff, where a grand hall came into view.
The main hall is magnificent and grand, with clouds passing through the cliff top and the hall hidden in the clouds, making it even more mysterious.
The man in black arrived in front of the main hall, holding a wooden tray high above his head, and announced loudly, "Your subordinate, Zhao Ming, the Seven Star Envoy, was sent out by the Grand Steward and has now returned to report."
There was no response for a long time after the words were spoken, and then four people in purple robes came out of the main hall.
One of them said to the man in black.
"The Grand Steward orders you to go to the Chengde Hall for an audience."
"Yes."
The man in black said respectfully, and then followed the four people into the main hall, without straightening up the whole way.
"Brother Zhao, congratulations! Now that you've returned with your report, the Grand Steward must value you even more."
A man in purple, who was near the man in black, spoke with a smile.
"When Brother Zhao becomes successful, you must treat us brothers to a good drink!"
Upon hearing this, the man in black dared not be careless at all and said, "If I am truly promoted by the Grand Steward, I will never forget you brothers."
Upon hearing this, the man's face immediately lit up with a smile, and the other three, though silent, also wore faint smiles on their faces.
Led by four men in purple, the man in black arrived at Chengde Hall, which was empty except for one person waiting in the center.
The man had his back to the crowd, dressed in a red and black silk robe. He was tall and strong, with his hands behind his back, making it impossible to see his face.
Upon seeing this person, the man in black immediately knelt down, raising his hands above his head.
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