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

However, there are not many ordinary people in this city now; those coming and going are mostly people from the martial arts world.

"Generally speaking, there are many reasons why martial arts practitioners retire from the martial arts world."

As they were about to enter Hengshan City, Yue Buqun began to explain the rules of washing one's hands of the imperial harem to his disciples.

"Some notorious thieves who have committed evil deeds for a lifetime suddenly turn over a new leaf and choose to stop doing evil. Others chivalrous knights who have been fighting for justice for many years choose to retire from the martial arts world. At this time, they will make a choice, which is to hold a ceremony to wash their hands of their past and invite martial arts practitioners from all over the world to participate. The purpose of this is to tell the world that they will no longer participate in any affairs of the martial arts world and that all past grievances will be wiped clean."

"Do you think these people's enemies will just watch them retire from crime and never seek revenge?"

Lu Da looked puzzled.

Yue Buqun laughed and said, "Of course not. That's why accidents are most likely to happen when masters from both the righteous and the underworld hold a ceremony to wash their hands of their past. Their enemies will definitely come to seek revenge on that day. If they still haven't succeeded in taking revenge by then, they won't have another chance."

"why?"

Liang Fa asked curiously.

Yue Buqun said, "Because once someone holds a Golden Basin Washing Hands Conference, it means that he is retiring from the martial world. From then on, the martial world will treat him as if he never existed. He can no longer participate in anything in the martial world. This is a tacit rule in the martial world. If his enemies still fail to get revenge on the day of the Golden Basin Washing Hands Conference, then they can no longer look for him. Otherwise, no matter how right you are, you will lose your morality. Neither the righteous nor the evil world will agree to it. At that time, someone may come to cause you trouble."

Lu Dayou, Liang Fa, and other disciples looked like they had learned something new.

Jiang Ning let out a cold laugh.

Yue Buqun looked at him: "Ning'er, is there something wrong?"

Jiang Ning said, "This disciple just feels that once you've stepped into the martial world, how easy is it to withdraw and leave? Let's not talk about those true heroes who want to retire from the martial world, but as for those with a lot of evil deeds, how can you wash the blood off their hands if they want to wash their hands clean?"

Yue Buqun sighed and said, "That's right, it's not that easy. That's why the Golden Basin Washing Hands Ceremony is often the most prone to accidents. Many masters who want to retire from the martial world die on the spot. Very few can truly wash their hands of the martial world and escape unscathed from this vortex."

Jiang Ning remained silent.

He didn't care what the rule of "washing one's hands of the martial arts world" was, or whether it was a tacitly accepted rule in the martial arts world. He didn't care whether these people had retired from the martial arts world or not. As long as they deserved to die, he wouldn't let them go.

After entering the city, Lu Dayou grabbed a martial arts man and asked him about the residence of Liu Zhengfeng of the Hengshan Sect. Then he headed north of the city, passing through three streets. At the end of the streets stood a grand and luxurious mansion. More than a dozen people were standing at the gate of the mansion to welcome guests. Many martial arts figures were entering the mansion from the two streets on the left and right.

"Wow, this is quite lively."

Seeing this, Lu Dayou clicked his tongue in amazement.

"This place is much more lively than Huayin County at the foot of Mount Hua."

Ning Zhongze also said the same thing.

"Let's go, the Golden Basin Gathering should be starting soon."

Yue Buqun held a folding fan in his hand and spoke with an elegant air.

They had timed their departure perfectly; today was the day of Liu Zhengfeng's Golden Basin Gathering, and they had just arrived in Hengyang City.

"Please come in, please come in."

The people at the door greeted Yue Buqun and Jiang Ning's group with smiles.

They didn't recognize Yue Buqun, but judging from the extraordinary demeanor of the other party's group, they must be from some major sect.

Upon entering the mansion, one finds a very spacious courtyard, large enough to accommodate over a thousand people, demonstrating just how wealthy Liu Zhengfeng was.

The courtyard was filled with tables of wine, each occupied by a group of people from the martial arts world. Some were quietly sipping tea, while others were chatting with their tablemates.

However, Yue Buqun did not intend to sit outside. As the leader of the Huashan Sect of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, this was not his place.

Yue Buqun led Jiang Ning and his group straight toward the hall, passing many tables along the way, and some martial arts figures couldn't help but glance at them.

Jiang Ning followed behind, also looking around. As he approached the hall, he suddenly noticed a girl in a green dress, about thirteen or fourteen years old, standing in a corner. The girl looked at the martial arts practitioners coming and going with curiosity. When she noticed Jiang Ning's gaze, she stuck out her tongue and made a face at him, looking mischievous. Then she ran into the backyard in a flash.

They must be Liu Zhengfeng's family members.

Jiang Ning withdrew his gaze and walked into the hall.

The hall was also very spacious, with nearly two hundred people sitting in various places. Jiang Ning did not recognize any of these people, nor did he know which sect they belonged to, except for one sect that was easy to identify.

A group of nuns sat in a corner on the left side of the hall, each carrying a sword, their gazes indifferent.

It seems this is the Hengshan Sect.

Jiang Ning thought to himself.

At this moment, a middle-aged man hurriedly walked towards Jiang Ning and the others.

"Uncle Yue."

The middle-aged man bowed to Yue Buqun.

"It's Master Mi."

Upon seeing the person who had arrived, Yue Buqun recognized him.

Mi Weiyi smiled and said, "Uncle Yue's presence at my master's Golden Basin Washing Hands Ceremony truly adds luster to the Liu family."

Yue Buqun shook his head and chuckled, then asked, "Where is your master now?"

Upon hearing this, Mi Weiyi's expression turned slightly serious, and he lowered his voice and said, "Uncle Yue, my master, Uncle Dingyi, and Uncle Tianmen are in the inner hall. Something has happened, and my master told me to wait here. Once I see Uncle Yue, I will invite you over immediately."

"Oh?"

Yue Buqun raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.

"Then lead the way."

Mi Weiyi nodded and led the way, with Yue Buqun and Jiang Ning following behind.

After passing through a long corridor, Jiang Ning saw a hall that was slightly smaller than the main hall in front. Yue Buqun went in first, and before Jiang Ning could enter, a loud shout came from inside!

"Yue Buqun!"

Jiang Ning looked over at the sound and saw a tall, strong, and rugged-looking nun striding toward them.

"Look what a mess your Huashan Sect has made!"

The nun's eyebrows and eyes were raised sharply, exuding an imposing aura without anger.

Yue Buqun frowned and looked at her.

"What does Abbess Dingyi mean by that? What's wrong with us Huashan disciples?"

"Humph!"

Ding Yi gave a heavy, cold snort and pointed to a spot not far ahead.

"See for yourself."

Yue Buqun and Jiang Ning looked in the direction she was pointing and found several corpses lying motionless on the ground.

"Hehe, I thought the Huashan Sect was some kind of prestigious sect, but it turns out to be a den of iniquity. Mr. Yue really knows how to choose disciples, choosing a lecherous scoundrel as his disciple."

Jiang Ning frowned. Before he could figure out what was going on, he suddenly heard a strange voice coming from behind him. Jiang Ning narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the voice. He found a young man speaking with a Sichuan accent.

Qingcheng Sect?

"Who do you think you are? How dare you provoke my Huashan Sect?"

Chapter 71: Qingcheng Sect

Upon hearing Jiang Ning's words, the young man's expression turned angry, followed by a cold laugh.

"What? You dare to do it but not let people talk about it?"

"Am I wrong? I think your Huashan Sect, from top to bottom, is full of hypocrites and despicable people."

Jiang Ning's expression turned cold. He strode towards him and slammed his right hand down.

Snapped!

A clear handprint appeared on the young man's left cheek.

"you!"

The young man's left cheek stung with pain as he stared at Jiang Ning with a mixture of shock and anger.

He hadn't expected Jiang Ning to be so arrogant in this situation.

The young man was furious and immediately tried to draw his sword. However, just as his hand touched the hilt, Jiang Ning kicked him hard in the stomach. The young man doubled over in pain, and Jiang Ning kicked him in the chin, sending him flying.

"Wow!"

The young man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which included several bloody teeth.

Jiang Ning looked at him with a cold smile.

"If you want to draw your sword, then hurry up. What are you dawdling for? Your martial arts are too poor, your movements are too slow, and you still dare to provoke others. Do you want to die even faster?"

"you!"

The others who were with the young man all looked at Jiang Ning angrily upon hearing this.

"Alright! I'd like to test the martial arts skills of Master Yue's disciple!"

At this moment, a short Taoist priest suddenly shouted and appeared in front of Jiang Ning in a flash, raising his hand to strike.

This is a top-notch expert.

Yu Canghai?

Jiang Ning looked him up and down, then extended his hand in return.

boom!

The two palms collided, and a gust of wind exploded from between their palms, causing Jiang Ning's hair to fly backward.

Ok?

The short Taoist priest's expression hardened, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

He hadn't expected that the boy opposite him would be holding his own and was clearly no weaker than him.

There were many martial arts practitioners present. If he actually managed to fight the disciples of the Huashan Sect to a draw, they would definitely look down on the Qingcheng Sect later.

Thinking of this, Yu Canghai's expression hardened, and he became serious, his internal energy surging within him.

Jiang Ning felt a sinister palm strike coming from the palm of the person opposite him.

"hehe."

Jiang Ning sneered and activated his innate internal energy.