12dz Chapter 89 Temporary Harmony: Removing the Eyeliner
Chapter 89 Temporary Harmony: Removing the Eyeliner
Chapter 89 Temporary Harmony: Removing the Eyeliner
"I dare not be unconventional or unfair."
Feng Qingyang looked at his two junior disciples with a stern face. They were respectful in appearance but secretly competing with each other.
Li Che took the opportunity to retreat to a corner, wanting to get as far away from this undeserved disaster as possible.
"The Sword Sect has returned to Mount Hua, and the position of sect leader must not be coveted. The sect leader must prioritize Qi (vital energy). Do you two agree?"
Neither of the two nephews spoke, their meanings were all too clear.
The position of sect leader should naturally be filled by whoever is the strongest; otherwise, it's hard to guarantee that another battle of sword energy won't break out in the future.
Feng Qingyang naturally understood this principle, and at this moment he deeply regretted passing on the sword that day.
For decades, we had enjoyed peace and quiet, but that thieving brat has ruined it all.
He then turned to Old Yue and said, "You have too many thoughts. With your good disciple around, who can compete with him for the position of sect leader within sixty years?"
Why worry about what happens after you die when you're already living a miserable life?
"What sword sect or qi sect? Martial arts practitioners are only divided into strong and weak. A man half-buried in the ground is no match for a mere twenty-year-old disciple!"
The two of them naturally understood the implication in the words, but their thoughts differed.
Old Yue thought of the future plans for Mount Hua that he made in Fuzhou. If what Che'er said is true, Mount Hua will need to be inclusive and learn from the strengths of all schools of thought in the future.
Qi is the primary factor; at least when Che'er was around, that was certainly the case.
Uncle Feng is right. Within 60 years, the Sword Sect will have no chance. This "Huashan Revival Ancestor" will definitely be surnamed Yue!
Although unwilling, it would be unseemly to offend Uncle Feng.
Since the sect leader's surname is Yue, it's not appropriate for Uncle Feng to interfere with when the ancestral worship ceremony will take place.
Ha~ You're overthinking it. That scoundrel Feng Buping is obsessed with the Sword Sect and will definitely not agree.
In contrast, consider the "thief" that Lao Yue mentioned.
But then I thought, the one surnamed Yue is mediocre, while the one surnamed Li is a prodigy.
So what if you cultivate internal energy? In a one-on-one fight, do you only use internal force? You still have to use your sword!
Moreover, he has already received the true teachings of Master Feng, so in the end, he can be considered half a disciple of my Sword Sect.
Last night's vision and blueprint were indeed quite appealing. Hopefully, this kid wasn't just spouting nonsense. It seems that the man surnamed Yue doesn't understand his good apprentice's thoughts.
When you're buried, who knows, a hundred years from now, the leader of Mount Hua might be someone skilled in palm and leg techniques.
Heh~ How interesting.
After a while...
The two spoke in unison, "No objection to the unconventional/unfair."
Ok?
Their eyes met, and both of them were thinking at the same time: What kind of trick is this Yue/Feng up to now?!
Feng Qingyang didn't give them a chance to speak, "Well, it's settled then!"
After saying that, he turned around and leaped out of the cave as if fleeing.
"Master, Old Feng."
"Call him Uncle-Master Feng!"
Yue Buqun sneered, "I am still the head of the Huashan Sect. Without my permission, you are not a Huashan disciple, so what right do you have to be called a senior uncle!"
"Yue Buqun, if it weren't for Uncle Feng and this kid, it's hard to say whether you would still be the head of the Huashan Sect right now."
"How dare you! Taking advantage of my absence, you gathered bandits to wreak havoc on Mount Hua. Such despicable behavior, even if you were to become the sect leader, how could you possibly win the respect of the people?"
Ask yourself honestly, do you have the face to enter my Huashan Righteousness Hall?!
Yue Buqun was upright and awe-inspiring, but his words made Feng Buping feel ashamed.
I do feel guilty about this.
After a while...
"Very well, I will live on the Cliff of Repentance from now on. With Uncle Feng by my side, Sect Leader Yue can rest assured."
Old Yue snorted angrily and turned to leave.
Upon reaching the foot of the cliff, Yue Buqun stopped, his gaze sweeping over the Cliff of Contemplation before climbing back up to the summit. He sighed, "Arrange for someone to deliver three meals a day to this old scoundrel."
"Disciple understands."
Five days have passed.
Li Che was at Zhengqi Hall, so busy he barely had time to breathe.
Mr. Li was very anxious because his illness was difficult to cure.
The conversation with my father-in-law in Fuzhou sounded easy, but in reality, it was fraught with trivial matters.
The examination standards for both inner and outer disciples alone have already given him a huge headache.
There are assessments with rewards and punishments. For martial arts practitioners, talking about money is too vulgar. The most practical thing is the essence of martial arts and exquisite sword techniques.
He did indeed leave behind many sword techniques in the cave of Siguo Cliff, but who else in the Huashan Sect could teach him?
Old Yue?
Old Yue and his wife Ning Zhongze have been away from the mountain for three days.
They said they were going to visit Grandma Huo, and might stay a few more days, and would also take Junior Sister Huo back to the mountain while they were there...
I don't know if it's because Lao Feng is in a bad mood or if he's intentionally trying to shirk his responsibilities.
"No, we need to train the inner disciples first!"
Linghu Chong was originally the most suitable candidate, with great talent and high martial arts skills, more than qualified to be the disciple who passed on the sword.
Now we can only wait and see how it goes.
Just as he was pondering this, he saw Lu Dayou covering his nose and carrying a tattered basket walking past in front of the courtyard.
"Junior Brother Lu."
"Senior brother, is there something you need?"
Li Che instinctively leaned back, "What is this?"
Lu Dayou chuckled, "Send the leftovers from the past two days to that spy."
I almost forgot about that!
"Then you go first, come find me when you're done, I have something important to discuss!"
"Then send it again tomorrow. We won't starve to death in a meal or two, what do you say, senior brother?"
At dusk, the two brothers descended the mountain.
With a short bamboo tube wrapped around his finger, Li Che gave him instructions: "The job of surveillance requires patience and keen eyesight. You have to be lazy in body but diligent in eyeballs. You must not miss any trace."
If you really feel something is wrong, safety should be the priority.
You've worked hard keeping watch tonight; I'll send a few unfamiliar junior brothers to relieve you tomorrow.
Lu Dayou nodded repeatedly, but then asked with some concern, "Senior brother, should we kill or capture them? What if there are other spies around? Wouldn't this alert Mount Song?"
Why don't we keep this channel open and use it to pass on false information to those surnamed Zuo?
Ok?
He's quick-witted and capable of great things!
That makes sense, but times have changed.
Li Che had already realized that Zuo Lengchan was getting impatient about the Sword Sect's chaos at Mount Hua.
Lu Bai, Feng Ping, and others have been unaccounted for.
Linghu Chong was demoted to an outer disciple.
Li Che appeared in Fuzhou.
Lauderno did not send any messages for a long time.
Then, recalling the events involving the twelve assassins and Di Xiu a few months ago.
Everything seemed to make some sense, but everything felt strange.
With Zuo Lengchan's shrewdness, how could he not realize afterward that he had been deceived?
Even Li Che himself felt that connecting these events together was somewhat untenable.
If that's the case, then let's strike first!
While the Grand Alliance Leader Zuo was busy dealing with the aftermath of the "Evil-Repelling Sword Manual," and before he learned of the deaths of Lu Bai and the others, they seized the opportunity.
First, remove the eyeliners they placed at the foot of Mount Hua.
Perhaps people from the Songshan Sect will come in the future.
However, harming the enemy is also beneficial to oneself, so this loss must be swallowed by the man surnamed Zuo!
The two brothers arrived at Weilin Town, and it was already past midnight.
Li Che placed the bamboo tube in the designated location and then returned to Mount Hua.
To prevent any accidents, the bamboo tube still contained a coded message: Linghu Chong has been demoted to an outer disciple, and Li Che has become a direct disciple of Mount Hua.
The matter of being personally instructed was not a secret, but Lao Denuo might not know it. Although it was not very informative, it was enough to gain Zuo Lengchan's trust.
Three more days passed, and Old Yue still hadn't returned...
Li Che was having a bit of a headache. Had he delegated too much power?
Starting to retire?
As Li pondered how to motivate his elder brother, the head of the Huashan Sect, how could he be so dejected?!
Just then, Lu Dayou rushed over, carrying a monkey, "Senior brother, I have news! The owner of the opera house in Weilin Town!"
"Huh?" Li Che was stunned. There was only one theater in Weilin Town. So, his first time following someone had led him into a den of thieves?!