Chapter 112: The Past of Jiashen

"Tsk, there aren't many memories involving the Lu family..."

Lu Liang raised his eyebrows slightly, browsing and thinking.

"However, these memories do help me understand the events of the Jiashen Rebellion more clearly."

In the memory picture.

The atmosphere in Jishidiang's study was solemn.

The old hall master sat in the middle of the study with a solemn expression.

In front of him stood Liu Jingtian, who was exhausted and had just rushed back to Jishiditang with Duanmu Ying's notes.

The old hall master stared at Liu Jingtian with a deep gaze and said in a deep voice:
"Xiaotian, since you're back, don't go out again."

"besides……"

The old hall master paused suddenly, he narrowed his eyes slightly, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes, but soon, his gaze became as firm as steel.

"From today on, no one in Jishidi is allowed to mention Yingzi again! We in Jishidi will pretend that we have never accepted someone like her!"

"Master, why?"

When Liu Jingtian heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, his eyes were full of shock and confusion, and he asked back anxiously.

"Didn't you say a few days ago that you must find Senior Sister?"

"What good will it do even if we find her? Our small Jishiditang can no longer protect her."

The old hall master frowned and looked outside the house.

"The turmoil caused by that list is getting bigger and bigger..."

"Secret Painting Sect's Third Master, Dou Ruchang, dug out his heart to testify, and Yanwu Hall's Liu Deshui tragically fell to his death... Recently, even the powerful Tang Sect was forced to hand over the bodies of those two disciples."

"Even these powerful sects are unable to contend with the trend, let alone a sect like us that is not known for its combat power."

The old hall master's brows were furrowed tighter and tighter, and the wrinkles carved by time on his face became more and more obvious.

"For Yingzi, not being found by us might be the best outcome. At least, she still has a chance of survival."

Hearing this, Liu Jingtian pursed his lips, and his hand, which hung by his side, unconsciously rubbed the notebook hidden in his sleeve.

Seeing that Liu Jingtian remained silent and did not express his opinion, the old hall master sighed slightly and continued to speak earnestly:
"Not letting you go out is for your own good!"

"Now, the Wang and Lu families, two of the four great families, have been drawn into the conflict and have taken action. The outside world is already in chaos and bloodshed."

"I heard that even Tian Jinzhong, a senior disciple of the Tianshi Temple, was attacked by an unknown attacker. His limbs and meridians were completely destroyed, and now he is a cripple."

The old hall master looked straight at Liu Jingtian with a sharp gaze.

"In the past few years, in order to resist the invading Japanese and drive them out of our land, all major sects have suffered heavy losses."

"In that war, your brothers and uncles died or were injured. In our generation of Jishiditang, there are only a few left who can shoulder the heavy responsibility."

"Now that the war has seen the dawn of victory, the inheritance of our Jishiditang must not be cut off like this!"

The old hall master stood up, reached out and patted Liu Jingtian on the shoulder, his eyes full of expectation.

"Xiaotian, among the remaining disciples in the sect, you have the best talent. Perhaps it won't be long before you will be the one to take on the responsibility of Jishitang!"

"The one with the best talent?" Liu Jingtian's eyes dimmed instantly, and he couldn't help but say, "The one with the best talent in the sect is Mingming, Senior Sister. She should be——"

"What senior sister?! You don't have a senior sister anymore!"

The old hall master suddenly interrupted Liu Jingtian, "She is no longer a disciple of Jishidi Hall!"

There was both regret and disappointment in his eyes.

"When Yingzi and that devil Quan Xing became sworn brothers, they should have anticipated the current situation. We at Jishiditang have done nothing wrong to her!"

At this point, the old hall master waved his hand impatiently. "It's settled! From now on, you will stay within the sect peacefully and concentrate on your cultivation. Without my order, you are not allowed to step out of the sect even once!"

……

Liu Jingtian did not leave as he was told. He still stood there, digesting what the old hall master said.

After a while, he suddenly looked up and asked, "Master, you just said that the Wang and Lu families of the four great families have all taken action?"

"I remember that there were no disciples from these two families on that list..."

"Indeed not."

The old hall master shook his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a sarcastic smile.

"They declared to the public that anyone who is a Quan Xing Zhong is punishable by anyone. As a reputable and upright sect, they have an unshirkable responsibility to eliminate the chaos in the alien world and uphold justice."

"Ha!" At this point, the old hall master sneered, "That sounds nice, but in reality, it's just a pursuit of profit!"

"Profit-seeking?"

Liu Jingtian frowned, his face full of confusion, and looked up at the old hall master.

"Yes, it's profit-driven."

The old hall master nodded slightly. "Not long ago, the Wang family captured one of the thirty-six thieves—the Liangshan shaman Feng Tianyang. They used various means to force him to reveal some information."

"Among those thirty-six people, including Feng Tianyang, eight of them have mastered unique skills, known as the Eight Wonders."

"What they want, and what the various factions are fighting for, is nothing more than these eight unique skills."

After hearing the old hall master's explanation, Liu Jingtian suddenly became nervous.

He couldn't help but blurt out, "Master, did Feng Tianyang tell you the names of those eight people?"

"said."

The old hall master stared at Liu Jingtian closely, as if he had seen through his thoughts.

"Xiaotian, I know what you want to ask. Yes, you guessed it right. Yingzi is one of those eight people!"

"As for what unique skill she has mastered, don't ask me. I don't know either."

This answer made Liu Jingtian subconsciously touch the notebook in his sleeve again.

He paused for a moment and continued, "That Feng Tianyang...how did he end up?"

"He was saved by the Wang family."

The old hall master narrowed his eyes slightly, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

"The Wang family benefited and withdrew, but surprisingly, the Lu family also stopped their actions... This is worth pondering."

"Could it be that the Lu family... also benefited from it?" Liu Jingtian's eyes moved slightly and he asked.

"I don't know, but this has nothing to do with us anymore."

The old hall master didn't want to say anything more and waved his hand, "Alright, you can go down."

……

Seeing this, Lu Liang's consciousness withdrew from Liu Jingtian's memory, and he touched his chin in thought.

"It turns out that Liu Jingtian started to suspect the Lu family so early."

"However, judging from Longhushan Lü Ci's reaction to Lin Yin last time, the Lü family is still in the testing stage regarding Jishitang."

"After so many years, the relationship between the two parties has not made any progress?"

With this doubt, Lu Liang continued to check his memory.

(End of this chapter)

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