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Yue Buqun also said, "We fought our way over from Qianchizhuang without encountering any problems, but some people probably escaped."
With so many people, it was impossible to just stand there and let them kill. After their morale collapsed, the enemy quickly crumbled and scattered, and Yue Buqun and his men had neither the time nor the energy to hunt them down.
Jiang Ning nodded.
The current situation is already quite good.
"In any case, we have won a great victory this time."
A smile also appeared on Ning Zhongze's face.
The success of tonight's operation means that the crisis facing the Huashan Sect has been resolved.
Although Ning Zhongze and the others were guarding the mountain before, and the people below couldn't attack them, Ning Zhongze was still a little worried. Only now did she finally feel at ease.
Not only her, but everyone else also smiled.
"Where are the Four Immortals of Peach Valley?"
Jiang Ning then asked another question.
"did not see."
Yue Buqun shook his head.
"They're not over there."
Mr. Mo then said, "Their carriage is in another direction, but it should have already driven off by now."
After saying this, Mr. Mo prepared to lead the way.
The Hengshan Sect members were completely bewildered to see that the long-absent Master Mo had suddenly appeared in the enemy camp. Only Ning Zhongze, Tianmen, and Dingyi knew the truth.
Yue Buqun only told them about Mr. Mo's undercover work. After all, it wouldn't be good for the dignified leader of the Hengshan Sect to do something like an undercover agent. Yue Buqun didn't publicize it and only let his own people from the Five Mountains Alliance know.
Throughout the journey, Mr. Mo kept glancing in Jiang Ning's direction, which puzzled Jiang Ning greatly.
After a while, Mr. Mo finally couldn't help but ask, "How long have you been practicing martial arts?"
Jiang Ning was taken aback, wondering why Master Mo would ask this, but still replied, "It's been more than ten years."
Mr. Mo then asked, "How old are you this year?"
Jiang Ning was even more puzzled and said, "He's already eighteen."
Mr. Mo did not ask any more questions, but when he looked at Jiang Ning, his gaze was somewhat strange, as if he were looking at a monster.
"The future life is to be feared."
Mr. Mo shook his head and said in a low voice, as if he were talking to himself.
However, Yue Buqun, who was standing nearby, heard his words very clearly.
A faint smile crept across Yue Buqun's face.
Seeing his disciple's strength repeatedly astonish others, Yue Buqun didn't know how Jiang Ning felt, but he himself felt very pleased.
Master Mo looked at Jiang Ning again and couldn't help but say, "Your murderous aura is a bit too strong."
To be honest, Master Mo had never seen any righteous sect disciple like Jiang Ning, whose methods were even more ruthless than some of the demonic sect members he had encountered.
Jiang Ning had just killed someone, and the murderous aura emanating from him hadn't dissipated yet. The sheer killing intent made even this seasoned martial artist, who had roamed the world for decades, feel a chill run down his spine. Some disciples of the Five Mountains Sword Sects subconsciously kept their distance from Jiang Ning, not daring to approach him.
Seemingly afraid that Jiang Ning would misunderstand that he was criticizing him, Mr. Mo added another sentence.
"Too much killing intent is not good for you; you might go astray and become possessed."
He wasn't cursing Jiang Ning, but rather he felt that Jiang Ning was too young and immature, and that he might not be able to handle the increasing number of murders.
Killing someone is not an easy thing. Ordinary people are afraid to kill a chicken, let alone a murder.
He feared that Jiang Ning would kill too many people and eventually lose his compassion, at which point he would not be far from falling into the demonic path.
Upon hearing Mo Da's words, Yue Buqun's smile vanished.
He did indeed have this concern, but Jiang Ning had always put him at ease, so he hadn't voiced it. Now that Master Mo had also mentioned it, he also took the matter very seriously.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Uncle Mo. I will keep it in mind."
Jiang Ning himself had nothing to worry about regarding the concerns of Master Mo and Yue Buqun.
He didn't actually enjoy killing, but some people had no choice but to die.
If evil people are not eliminated, they will harm good people.
Besides fulfilling Yue Buqun's expectations and bringing glory to the Huashan Sect, Jiang Ning had only one wish in his life: to help people and eradicate evil completely.
He will dedicate his life to this wish.
Led by Master Mo, the group arrived at the residence of the Four Immortals of Peach Valley. In the past, this place was heavily guarded, but now it was deserted, with a luxurious carriage standing quietly in the open space.
Linghu Chong rushed in at that moment and came out a short while later.
"Master, there's no one inside."
Hearing Linghu Chong's discovery, the others were not surprised. They hadn't seen the Four Immortals of Peach Valley when the fight was so fierce, so they must have already run away.
"It looks like they're heading towards the Qinling Mountains."
Feng Buping looked at the footprints on the ground. They were somewhat messy, but they all pointed towards the Qinling Mountains.
"I guess we won't be able to catch up."
Ning Zhong felt somewhat regretful.
Jiang Ning and Yue Buqun were in the same boat. Jiang Ning even wanted to find Ren Yingying's whereabouts from the Four Immortals of Peach Valley.
"never mind."
Yue Buqun then said, "Since they've already run away, there's no need to chase them. Let's clean up this place."
The enemy camp is now filled with corpses, which need to be dealt with promptly, otherwise it will cause serious problems if left unattended.
"Senior brother, what should we do with these corpses?"
Ning Zhongze raised a question.
"Why don't we just pile them up and burn them?"
Feng Buping suggested.
Yue Buqun thought for a moment and shook his head: "Let's dig a hole and bury them."
After a brief discussion, everyone unanimously decided to bury these people.
After agreeing on the plan, everyone began to act. Jiang Ning did not participate in the process of disposing of the corpses, but he was not idle either. Instead, he wandered around to prevent those who had escaped from returning to ambush the disciples of the Five Mountains and the people of Qingcheng and Emei.
It was already late at night, and by the time they finished dealing with it, it was already the next morning.
According to statistics from the disciples of the Five Sacred Mountains and the Qingcheng and Emei sects, there were more than 1,900, nearly 2,000, corpses that died last night, and more than 1,000 people escaped.
Nevertheless, that's enough.
Everyone buried the bodies deep in the Qinling Mountains. Allowing these people to rest in peace was Yue Buqun's final act of kindness.
At this time, the Qingcheng Taoist priests, led by Zhang Quandao, were chanting sutras to pray for the deceased at each of the graves, holding incense, candles, and paper money.
"You did not do good deeds in your lives. I hope you will be reborn as good people in your next life. Otherwise, someone will still act on behalf of Heaven, and you will not escape your fate."
After the ritual was completed, Zhang Quandao said something, then paused for a moment.
He remembered that Jiang Ning was only eighteen years old. With his current martial arts skills, as long as he didn't die young, he would only get stronger in the future. Moreover, given Jiang Ning's personality, if there really was such a thing as reincarnation, what would happen if these people were reincarnated and grew up and still didn't become good people and were caught by Jiang Ning again...
Chapter 239 A new era
After dealing with the corpses, Zhang Quandao and the others cleaned up the miscellaneous items, such as tents and wine jars, and didn't finish until the afternoon.
"I am deeply grateful to you all for helping my Huashan Sect resolve this crisis from afar. Please accept my bow."
Yue Buqun bowed deeply to the three sects of Mount Tai, Mount Heng, and Mount Hengshan, as well as the five sects of Qingcheng and Emei. Jiang Ning, Ning Zhongze, Feng Ping, and the people of the Mount Hua sect did the same.
"Sect Leader Yue, there's no need for that."
Zhang Quandao quickly waved his hand.
Ding Jing, Ding Yi, and the others also said, "Our Five Mountains Alliance has lasted for a hundred years. We have lived and died together, and are already one. Why should Senior Brother Yue be so formal?"
Master Qingwei smiled and said, "Several months ago, Emei Sect made an alliance with Huashan Sect. If Huashan Sect is in trouble, Emei Sect will do its best to help."
Despite saying that, Yue Buqun was still deeply moved.
"Now that the crisis of my Huashan Sect has been resolved, please come up to Huashan so that my Huashan Sect can hold a banquet to express our gratitude."
Yue Buqun planned to have several sects stay at Mount Hua for a while longer so that he could entertain them and express the Mount Hua sects' gratitude.
Without mentioning any gift of silver, doing so would be an insult to the five factions.
"Alright."
"I was just planning to stay a few more days."
Needless to say, the Five Mountains Sword Sect members, including Abbess Dingyi, and Zhang Quandao and Abbess Qingwei also have no plans to leave Mount Hua for the time being.
They planned to stay for a while longer to see if those people would make a comeback.
"please."
Yue Buqun led everyone back to Mount Hua, and he looked completely relaxed.
Jiang Ning glanced at the foot of Mount Hua now; the area had returned to its tranquil state.
Jiang Ning glanced again in the direction of the Qinling Mountains. The distant, layered peaks came into view, his gaze distant, as if he were looking at something.
Jiang Ning remained calm, lost in thought. After glancing at the scene over there, he turned his gaze away and followed the others back to the mountain.
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Xi'an Prefecture.
Inside an inn.
"Senior Feng, rest assured, my abbot instructed me before he left that we will definitely use the full strength of Shaolin to resolve the crisis of Mount Hua."
A wrinkled monk spoke to an old man sitting opposite him.
Upon hearing Fang Sheng's assurance, Feng Qingyang remained calm and said nothing, only nodding slightly.
Seeing him like this, Fang Sheng's cloudy eyes seemed to be thinking something. After a moment, he said again, "Senior Feng, you have been living in seclusion on Mount Hua for so many years. You must also have some longing for the Mount Hua Sect. I wonder what Senior Feng thinks of what my senior brother Fang Zheng said last time?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Qingyang remained silent, his eyes lowered, seemingly lost in thought.
Upon seeing this, Fang Sheng added, "Senior Feng, Zuo Lengchan is now eyeing the other four sects of the Five Mountains. He has already infiltrated the Hengshan and Taishan sects in secret. It is likely that he will soon attempt to merge the sects. Given the current strength of the Songshan sect, if he wants to merge the sects, I'm afraid the other four sects will not be able to resist."
"Zuo Lengchan is ambitious. If he succeeds in merging the sects, he will likely cause chaos in the martial arts world. My senior brother is compassionate and cannot bear to see the martial arts world descend into bloodshed. Only by stopping Zuo Lengchan's plan to merge the sects can we prevent widespread suffering."
Upon hearing these words, Feng Qingyang looked up at him and laughed.
Of the Five Mountains Sword Sects, the other four are known for their swordsmanship, but the Songshan Sect is famous for its palm techniques. Zuo Lengchan was known as the Songshan Divine Palm, and many of the other Thirteen Protectors are also famous for their hand skills.
Feng Qingyang didn't believe that Shaolin Temple hadn't tampered with things.
Now that the Songshan Sect has been nurtured by Shaolin, it's starting to backfire. Only now does Shaolin realize it's hoisted its own petard.
At this moment, Fang Sheng saw Feng Qingyang smiling. Although he didn't know what he was smiling about, Fang Sheng didn't say anything more.
That's enough said. Now it's up to Feng Qingyang to make his choice.
After a while.
"I'll think about it again."
Feng Qingyang neither agreed nor refused.
Hearing this answer, Fang Sheng felt a little regretful, but still said, "Senior Feng, you can come to see me at any time after you have made up your mind."
Having finished their conversation, Fang Sheng stood up.
"Senior Feng, the situation is urgent. Many martial arts practitioners are gathered at the foot of Mount Hua. I will not stay any longer and must hurry back to report to my senior brother. Please forgive me for taking my leave."
Feng Qingyang nodded slightly, and Fang Sheng then left.
Watching Fang Sheng's departing figure, Feng Qingyang's expression remained calm, lost in thought.
In fact, Shaolin initially planned to have him return to the martial arts world to take charge of the Huashan Sect in order to counter Zuo Lengchan's plan to merge the sects, but Feng Qingyang refused.