The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Becomes a Disciple of Yue Buqun

Yue Buqun was also shocked after hearing Jiang Ning's words.

It's not that he was not calm, it's just that the news Jiang Ning said was too explosive.

Especially when Jiang Ning mentioned that Shaolin supported the Songshan School in order to control the Five Mountains Sword Sects, Yue Buqun's face darkened.

"How true do you think Zuo Lengchan's words are? How false?"

Yue Buqun did not express his opinion first, but asked Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning was calm and looked down at the Shaolin disciples who were cleaning up the scene.

"Whether what he said is true or not, it is true that Shaolin wants to interfere with the Five Mountains Sword Sect."

At the beginning of the year, Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng would not lie about what they did in Huashan.

Yue Buqun thought about it and nodded.

"Master feels that Zuo Lengchan's words are both true and false."

The fact that Shaolin supported the Songshan Sect should be true. Yue Buqun felt that Zuo Lengchan would not lie about such a thing, and there was no need to do so.

Zuo Lengchan's saying that Shaolin wanted to remotely control the Five Mountains Sword Sects through the Songshan Sect should be true. After all, Fang Zheng's side-by-side incident at the beginning of this year and yesterday is still fresh in people's memory.

But Yue Buqun felt that it was unlikely that Fang Zheng would take action against their factions soon.

After all, the current situation in the martial arts world is too complicated. No matter whether it is the righteous path or the evil sect, one wrong step may lead to an abyss. Even if Fang Zheng wants to take action, he will not do so in such an unclear situation.

The Huashan sects are still safe for now.

Yue Buqun thought.

A few months later, they would announce a new alliance with the Emei Sect at the succession meeting of Master Qingzhu of the Emei Sect. By then, no matter what Shaolin wanted to do, the five sects would be able to deal with it together.

there is always a solution to a problem.

"Don't worry. Regardless of whether the situation is as Zuo Lengchan said, I will definitely be on the alert for Shaolin. You don't have to worry about it, lest it be detrimental to your martial arts."

Yue Buqun said to Jiang Ning.

Yue Buqun thinks highly of Jiang Ning. He knows that Jiang Ning is very smart, but precisely because of this, he is afraid that Jiang Ning will get caught up in these things and stop improving in martial arts, so he repeatedly warns Jiang Ning.

As for these matters, he, as the master, has to handle them.

He's used to it too.

"Yes, Master."

Jiang Ning could naturally feel Yue Buqun's sincere care and concern. He did not argue and nodded and said softly.

Looking at Jiang Ning in front of him, Yue Buqun could not hide the satisfaction in his eyes.

Jiang Ning is someone he has watched grow up. He is not his biological son, but he is almost like one. Now that he sees his disciple becoming more and more capable and even able to help him shelter from the wind and rain, Yue Buqun feels very gratified.

How old is Ning'er now?

Yue Buqun suddenly thought of it.

It seems to be nineteen.

Yue Buqun calculated the time carefully in his mind and found that Jiang Ning was now nineteen years old and had just celebrated his nineteenth birthday not long ago.

Unfortunately, Jiang Ning was traveling outside at that time and missed it.

I didn't expect that so much time has passed.

Yue Buqun felt emotional.

In another year, Jiang Ning will be twenty years old and can have the coming-of-age ceremony.

Come to think of it, he seemed to have hardly prepared any birthday presents for Jiang Ning over the years.

Thinking of this, Yue Buqun couldn't help but glance at Jiang Ning, and he had already made a secret decision in his heart.

Chapter 405: My name is Jiang Ning

Chapter 405: My name is Jiang Ning

"Finish the work at hand first."

Yue Buqun didn't say anything else.

Although Zuo Lengchan revealed such a shocking secret before his death, Yue Buqun did not make it public and had no plans to tell Mr. Mo Da and others.

It's enough for him and Jiang Ning to know about this matter. There's no point in letting others know about it.

However, this incident still surprised Yue Buqun. He had previously felt that Shaolin was not as simple as he thought, but now he was even more certain of it.

"it is good."

Jiang Ning nodded.

The two men came down from the height. At this time, all the corpses in Songshan Sect had been cleared away, but the ground was still dark red. A faint smell of blood filled the Shengguan Peak, and the ruins around it all showed that Songshan Sect had become history.

The Songshan Sect had too many account books, and there had been too many murders and arson committed secretly over the years. It would take a lot of time to sort out all these old things, so everyone unanimously decided to rest in the county town near Songshan.

Fang Zheng did suggest resting in the Shaolin Temple, but although the Shaolin Temple was large, it could not accommodate so many people.

"Okay, let's go."

Yue Buqun said to his disciples.

"Yes, Master."

The Huashan disciples responded and immediately descended from Songshan.

When he was leaving Mount Song, Yue Buqun looked back at the place for the last time.

From then on, the Five Mountains Sword Sect became history.

……

An unknown county town.

"Uncle, please be kind."

A beggar kept trying to please passers-by on the street.

The beggar was unkempt, his clothes were tattered, and a foul stench emanated from him, which was even worse under the scorching sun.

People on the road were in a hurry, no one stopped for the beggar, and they all left with their hands covering their noses and looks of disgust.

The beggar sighed, looked at the empty broken bowl, then limped off the street and came to an abandoned house.

There were a few beggars in the room, lying lazily on the ground, bored.

Seeing the beggar come back, the other beggars in the house just glanced at him and continued to lie there, with no intention of saying anything.

The beggar leaned against the corner and looked up at the sky. The scorching sun made it impossible for him to open his eyes, so he had to squint.

His stomach was rumbling, but the beggar seemed not to notice. He still looked up at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

Perhaps the sunlight was too dazzling, tears appeared in the beggar's eyes.

The other beggars were used to seeing this beggar in a daze again.

This lame beggar came to this county town a few years ago and lived with the others in this abandoned and uninhabited house. Over the years, they often saw this beggar sitting there in a daze.

Seeing that the lame beggar was in a daze again, the other beggars were too lazy to look at him and turned over to continue sleeping.

And the lame beggar was still staring at the sky in a daze.

After an unknown amount of time, a shadow blocked the glaring sunlight and stood in front of him.

Ok?

The lame beggar had been in a daze for too long and had not yet come to his senses. After a few seconds, he realized that someone was looking for him.

The lame beggar rubbed his eyes hard before he could see who was coming.

Is a young man.

The lame beggar looked puzzled. He didn't know this young man, but he felt that the man in front of him had an extraordinary temperament and was not an ordinary person.

The lame beggar subconsciously panicked.

"Uncle, what can I do for you?"

After seeing this scene, the other beggars thought that the lame beggar had offended someone, so they quickly got up and hid not far away to watch.

"Are you Zhong Weiming?"

The young man was holding a notebook in his hand and was flipping through it as he spoke.

The beggar was stunned.

"How do you know my name?"

Hearing the lame beggar's confession, the young man looked at him and then at the notebook in his hand.

"You live in Luoyang. Your father is Zhong Teng, your mother is Xu Li, and you have a younger brother and sister. Three years ago, three unknown people came to your home at night and killed your parents, brother, and sister. You managed to escape with a broken leg and ended up wandering here."

Seeing the young man recounting his experiences in detail, the lame beggar showed fear in his eyes.

"You...who are you?"

The lame beggar was terrified at this moment.

The young man closed the notebook and said to him.

"I am a disciple of Huashan Sect."

Huashan faction?

The lame beggar was stunned.

Although he was a beggar, he knew the name of Huashan Sect. He heard that it was a righteous sect that practiced chivalry and saved the dying.

The young man continued, "Three years ago, the three Lingnan monsters massacred your family and took away five thousand taels of wealth. Is that correct?"

Hearing the young man's words, the lame beggar's eyes turned red and he nodded repeatedly.

"Yep."

"Master, are you...are you really from the Huashan Sect?"

The lame beggar asked subconsciously.