Chapter 47 Who said there are no disciples in the fourth part? Zhou Fuling: "It's me..."

Qinghu Yue's swordsmanship was originally rough and subtle, but when the tip of the sword touched the Kun position array eye, it was unstoppable!

Sword energy clashed against the rocks, shattering the array's core!

This very blow, with overwhelming force, precisely brought down the rocks from the mountain.

Amidst the deafening roar of collapsing rocks, a path was carved out for Qinghu Yue. Qinghu Yue then used her formation to isolate Ning Bai, gaining a brief respite.

How is that possible?

The crowd was puzzled.

The moon over Qinghu Lake is unbelievable.

Ning Hong also looked at Zhou Fuling in surprise, seeing her standing with her hands behind her back, looking arrogant.

How is that possible?!

Ning Hong also considered the possibility, but upon further observation of the mechanism when the formation was broken, she realized that Zhou Fuling had used the residual spiritual energy generated when the formation core was surging to smash the rocks and cause a huge tremor.

Then, realizing that "Ling Fu" was the daughter of Shui Zhi, he suddenly understood.

However, Ning Hong's cheeks flushed slightly after her formation was broken by a fifth-rank cultivator.

Ning Bai's gaze was also sinister.

Ning Hong and Ning Hong looked at each other, their eyes filled with reproach, neither knowing how to take back the bet.

Zhou Fuling then said, "My servant can give me a few pointers and break the formation."

She looked at Ling Fu.

Ning Bai said grimly, "Ling Fu, that's enough. What nonsense are you spouting? Kneel down and apologize to my sister, and I'll take you back and spare your life."

"You're going back on your word?" Zhou Fuling was taken aback, surprised.

Ning Bai was getting impatient, but then he heard Ling Fu's servant in the crowd say to Qing Hu Yue:

“Senior sister, next time they attack you, use your swordsmanship on the eastern stone wall and ignore everything else.”

The speaker was Zhen Lingfu, who had been observing the terrain all the way and hadn't expected Zhou Fuling to ask her to speak.

After hesitating for a moment, I decided to speak without thinking.

Bang!

The Azure Lake Moon Formation is broken!

Ning Hong had underestimated the two of them, her face so dark it could drip ink. She exchanged a glance with Ning Bai, both knowing that the killing of Qinghu Yue could not be delayed any longer.

But Qinghu Yue did not hesitate this time. She leaped into the air and struck the cliff face!

Boom!

Huge rocks tumbled down from the mountaintop with a thunderous roar, sending dust billowing into the sky as if a mountain had collapsed. Beneath that unassuming cliff face lay a cave filled with howling winds; Ning Hong's face instantly turned deathly pale!

This deafening noise, I wonder who it will attract, oh no!

Ling Fu smiled, pursing her lips.

It turned out that she had noticed the hollow sound under her feet on the way there, with a long echo, which was a sign of the earth being hollow. She knew that the rock walls here were fragile, and that if she could break through the dome, she could create a sign of an earth dragon shaking the heavens.

Along the way, Ning Hong and Ning Bai had no water spirits besides her, so no one noticed.

Ling Fu's current status is that of an insignificant criminal servant, so if she squats there probing around, she might get a few lashes at most, but no one will know.

Yes, this is exactly what came in handy!

A cold wind howled, and Ning Hong and Ning Bai had completely lost their patience.

Ning Hong was furious.

"If we can't capture Qinghu Yue, then kill Ling Fu and her servant first!"

Ning Bai was silent for a moment, then said to Zhou Fuling, "Kneel down! Apologize!"

Zhou Fuling remained unmoved, but she twisted her body to dodge several pursuing talismans. Her technique was clumsy, and it was impossible to tell what level she was at.

Ning Hong completely lost her patience. She waved her hand, and all the second and third-rank experts under her command raised their arrows and stood in formation.

"Young Master, watch closely!"

Thirty rockets, however, stood on his bow and shot towards Zhou Fuling with a whoosh.

Soaring to the heavens!

More than a dozen second-rank experts surrounded and beat up Zhou Fuling, who appeared to be only a "fifth-rank" expert. They all seemed eager to skin her alive and make Young Master Ning Hong happy!

To avoid revealing her identity, Zhou Fuling imitated Ling Fu's movement technique and dodged several times, but she only managed to learn one move before the rocket approached, and she knew things were going badly.

squeak--

A whooshing sound of an arrow pierced the air as it hurtled towards them.

A wooden arrow darted east and west, unexpectedly snapping all the arrows aimed at Zhou Fuling in two.

Two more arrows forced the cultivators in front of her to retreat, and Zhou Fuling flipped over to dodge, breaking through the encirclement completely.

Everyone was stunned, wondering who had shot the arrow!

Zhou Fuling looked up and saw another group of Yun Ning cultivators approaching from afar.

One of them, hidden behind the crowd, rode on a horse, tall and elegant.

He was dressed simply in a blue robe and carried a wooden bow, but his temperament was noble and aloof, making him stand out in the crowd.

Zhou Fuling felt that his temperament was somewhat familiar.

He looked at her, his gaze never leaving her.

After a while, the fingers retracted the bow.

Suddenly, someone said, "Young Master Ning Bai, Young Master Ning Hong, you two are really quite arrogant! The Yun Ning Grand Competition is about to begin, and the battles haven't even finished yet, and you're already in a hurry to clean up the Fourth Division's territory?!"

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the forest, clad in a green robe, whose power far surpassed that of Qinghu Yue, and struck out with a palm towards Ning Bai and Ning Hong.

Ning Bai, who was very proud of himself and was determined to kill Qing Huyue, was suddenly struck by such a powerful force. He hurriedly tried to protect himself and staggered backward.

The man was multitasking, attacking Ning Hong simultaneously. Ning Hong dodged, stumbling back three steps. It turned out that both of the second-tier young masters were being suppressed.

"Minister Liang, it's been a long time! How have you been?"

Seeing that the two were restrained, a gentle and upright female voice was heard, and a spiritual force swept away the spiritual force that was suppressing Ning Bai and Ning Hong.

It turned out to be Ning Chengshan, who was wearing a white cloak and flipped out from a distance. Both of them had extremely pure and powerful spiritual energy, and were the strongest people Zhou Fuling had seen during her time wandering in Yun Ning.

However, the newcomer's spiritual power was like a vast river, with endless cries, while Ning Chengshan's was like a deep, dark sea, its depths unknown.

All the Yun Ning cultivators present stood in complete silence, holding their breath.

Zhou Fuling noticed that Ning Chengshan only slightly adjusted his breathing, and as his ocean-like spiritual power shifted its position, the person opposite him took half a step back and let out a cold snort as if sighing.

Seeing the big picture from small details... Zhou Fuling narrowed her eyes. Is this what it means to see the big picture from small details?

"Stop, Minister Liang!" Ning Chengshan said.

Bang!

The two stopped fighting.

Only then did Zhou Fuling get a clear look at the other person's appearance.

He was a middle-aged male cultivator, dressed in a green robe, with one hand behind his back, exuding the elegance of someone from a secluded paradise.

He stroked his beautiful beard, adorned with seven exquisite pearls. He did not appear old; in fact, he still possessed a certain handsomeness, resembling a middle-aged gentleman.

Upon seeing this person, Zhou Fuling knew who he was: Liang Xuyan, the Assistant Minister of the Fourth Division, Yun Si Division.

Zhou Fuling also recalled the news she had heard on the way:

Liang Xuyan, the Vice Minister, and Miao Shan, the master of the Eight Great Mountain Sects whom she had known for a long time, were a Daoist couple.

Zhou Fuling's gaze was involuntarily fixed on the flamboyant beads on his beard, and she frowned and lost in thought for a moment.

I wonder if the Miao mountain lord ever found the bead too hard or in the way when he was close to him?

However, Liang Bucheng's voice brought Zhou Fuling back to her senses.

“Minister Chengshan, I, Liang Xu, dislike the past and have never been fond of conflict.”

Liang Bucheng stood with his hands behind his back, but as if he was worried about something, he said in a low voice, "But what your Second Department has done is really too much!"

Ning Chengshan hurriedly said, "Minister Liang, you must have misunderstood Ning Hong and Ning Bai. Quickly, Ning Hong and Ning Bai, apologize now."

The two were stunned for a moment, then reluctantly apologized.

Ning Chengshan sat atop a jade unicorn, at the head of the second division's followers, and addressed Minister Liang:

"I have come here today to ask Minister Liang for a small favor."

Minister Liang's face was extremely grim: "What kind of help?"

Ning Chengshan smiled and said, "Our Yun'er tribe wants to recommend a new disciple to Minister Liang as a second-rank swordsman. Why don't you take this disciple to the Yun Ning Grand Competition, so that we can help each other out?"

Then, another disciple stepped out from behind Ning Chengshan; he was one of her personally taught disciples.

Liang Bucheng's face turned ashen, and he remained silent. Everyone knew that he had no intention of agreeing.

Ning Hong listened from the side, thought for a moment, and then raised her voice and said, "Minister Liang, I heard that your eldest disciple was injured and died. Now, apart from this junior sister Qinghu Yue... there is no one above the third rank."

She looked at Qinghu Yue, who was clutching her chest in a disheveled state, as if the conflict between her, Ning Bai, and Qinghu Yue had never existed.

"The Yun Ning Grand Competition requires rank three or higher to participate. If only two people from the Fourth Division go..."

She suddenly covered her mouth and laughed: "First, I don't know if I can go; second, it's a joke."

The fourth group of followers who arrived changed their expressions, and although they had some complaints, they dared not utter a word.

That's true. In the past, the Yun Ning Grand Competition required each department to send representatives, with one department head and two disciples required. Those spots were always fiercely contested.

Only in the seventh generation was there a minister who indulged in pleasure, causing all the disciples in the department to be lazy and gluttonous. When the Yun Ning Grand Competition was held, he was dumbfounded and could not find two suitable disciples, thus losing his qualification for the competition.

This incident was recorded in the history of Yunning, becoming a laughingstock for later generations and a stain on their reputation.

Liang Bu Cheng pondered.

The fourth part does indeed face a shortage of talent, but it is not because the minister is indulging in pleasure.

On the contrary, Liang Bucheng was talented, but he was aloof, not good at handling affairs, and did not like to associate with Ning Tingyue and others.

Although his Daoist partner, Master Miao, tried to dissuade him from his temperament, Minister Liang claimed to be neutral and never got involved in the affairs of Ning Tingyue, Ning Chengshan, and others. As a result, the resources of the Fourth Division were always blocked, and no good talents emerged; all the people left.

For the past fifty years, Liang Bucheng has been jokingly referred to as the "Department of Withered Earth," and he has suffered greatly.

Although Master Miao and Minister Liang are Daoist partners, the materials required for ordinary cultivation and immortal cultivation are different, so they cannot share them.

At this moment, Qinghu Yue looked at Liang Bu Cheng's expression and her heart was in her throat.

Master won't tolerate this, will he?

Previously, Liang Bucheng had suffered several losses and been scolded by Miao Shanzhu several times, so he always just endured it.

She was burning with anger, and now, thinking of her senior sister's death and how her master had also told her to be patient, tears of grievance welled up in Qinghu Yue's eyes.

Liang Bucheng suddenly sighed.

"Sect Leader Chengshan, I originally disliked getting involved in the conflicts in Yunning. I intended to endure it."

Liang Bu Cheng suddenly looked up, pointed to the sky, and said, "But your Second Division is really going too far! If I hadn't broken through the formation today, would you have wanted to kill all the disciples of my Fourth Division!"

Liang Bucheng originally wanted to say that it would be ungentlemanly not to avenge this grudge.

But years of patience made him swallow these words, only wishing to leave some room for his disciples' future.

However, at this point, certain attitudes must be expressed.

Minister Liang pointed to the sky: "Today, I can tell Minister Chengshan that as long as I have a breath left, it is not your place to threaten me in the Yun Ning Grand Competition! I, Liang Xuyan, swear that I will never bring anyone recommended by the second department into the Cloud Candle Tower. If I break this oath, may my cultivation be completely destroyed!"

Ning Chengshan's smile vanished abruptly, and she said coldly, "Minister Liang, why are you doing this..."

Ning Bai and her sister Ning Hong exchanged a glance and then chuckled.

They had thoroughly investigated the fourth installment, and only dared to act this way because they knew there was no one to replace them.

Now that they see that Liang Bu Cheng would rather not participate in the competition than go against the Fourth Division, they all think that he is extremely pedantic and does not know how to weigh things. The disciples of the Fourth Division are all being dragged down by this Liang Bu Cheng.

Ning Hong also said, "Minister Liang, we will pretend we didn't hear that oath. If you don't participate in the competition this year, the Fourth Division will be nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of Yun Ning. And the result of the competition will also determine how resources will be distributed within the sect in the future. If you don't participate, your resources will be cut in half."

She looked at the people behind her in the fourth part and suddenly called out their names.

"The fourth part is Lü Shoude, who is missing a first-grade fire spirit stone and needs to break through to the third grade."

"The fourth part is Zhong Sixin, lacking the Immortal Orchid Pill, breaking through the third grade."

She rattled off the names of over a dozen people, all disciples stuck at the third or fourth rank, lacking the necessary materials for breakthrough. Many in the Fourth Division were furious; it was clear Ning Hong had thoroughly investigated the Fourth Division's secrets.

Ning Hong finished speaking: "If the Fourth Division is willing to help the Second Division, as they are of one mind, the Second Division will naturally hand over these resources after the competition. But if it is Minister Liang..."

She glanced at Minister Liang and said, "Alas, Minister Liang, because of your temper, refused to take these medicines. It's a real pity for talented people like you. You'll forever be stuck at this level."

She spoke to provoke Minister Liang into participating in the competition, and also to incite the cultivators under Minister Liang's command to cause trouble, forcing Minister Liang to agree.

But what happened next took Ning Hong by surprise.

These cultivators looked at her coldly and disdainfully, and none of them paid her any attention.

Ning Hong gritted her teeth.

In the past, she used this trick in the second part, and it always worked. Are these people stupid?

Ning Hong: "Minister Liang, are you really that selfish? You're short of disciples, and the Second Division has already offered you one. Are you going to refuse it and drag the entire sect leader's reputation into the mire?!"

"Wait, who said he doesn't have any disciples!"

Zhou Fuling suddenly heard a familiar female voice.

The Miao chieftain rode out of the crowd on horseback.

Master Miao: "I also have a personal disciple who is from your Yun Ning Sect. He has received guidance from Minister Liang and is of the third rank or above. He will participate in the Grand Competition as my disciple, along with his wife, Minister Liang."

Everyone was taken aback.

The most surprised was Qinghu Yue, who almost jumped up from the ground, completely bewildered.

Where would I find a third-rank junior sister?

But Qinghu Yue suspected that her master and mistress had other plans. She pursed her lips and suppressed the urge to glare. She racked her brains but couldn't figure out where this person was.

Ning Hong also frowned, having never heard of such people under the command of Master Miao and Minister Liang.

She suddenly realized what was going on and laughed, "Who is it? I'll have to find out for myself whether they're from Yunning or not. Master Miao, you mustn't have just planted your Yu Miao Mountain disciples here. That won't do."

Many cultivators suddenly realized the truth.

In the earliest competitions, many departments sought external assistance, which led to other continents interfering in their own internal affairs. Later, a sect leader from Yun Ning reformed the system, stipulating that only third-rank cultivators who had been personally taught cultivation techniques by Yun Ning people could participate.

Ning Hong assumed that Minister Liang and Lord Miao were playing tricks, and was just waiting for Lord Miao to reveal who this person was so that she could find evidence that he was not a member of the Yun Ning Sect.

Ning Bai shared the same thought and said, "Yes, Minister Liang and Master Miao, please bring this disciple out. This matter concerns the grand competition and is of great importance."

However, Zhou Fuling suddenly said, "It's me."

Everyone was stunned.

Ning Chengshan's grip on the sword tightened suddenly, his knuckles turning white.

Ning Bai's eyes widened in disbelief; he never expected that the one who responded would be his own "furnace."

Ning Hong also suddenly lost her composure and opened her mouth, as if she couldn't understand Zhou Fuling's words.