Master Jing'an stayed in the inn. At the same time, Mou Yanping, who had gone to look for the murderer, also returned.
Liu Yurong asked hurriedly: "Did you catch the person?"
Mou Yanping shook his head slowly: "We searched the area for several miles and didn't see anyone. As a fellow guardian of the Demon Palace, I think Wan Yanfei must have been rescued by Wu Lao Mo."
At this time, everyone had learned from Xihe who the murderer was. They also knew that he was seriously injured and it would be difficult for him to escape alone, so he must have been rescued by someone.
Liu Yurong frowned. "The Demon Palace has been making frequent moves over the past six months. Now they dare to attack the people of Piaomiao Palace. What exactly do they want to do?"
Lu Chong snorted coldly, "What good can come of this? They're definitely planning something sinister. I think our Central Plains sect should just attack them in one fell swoop and raid their lair. That way, they won't have to do evil every day."
His tone was nonchalant, but serious, and no one else said anything. After all, the Demon Palace did commit many evil things.
For example, Wu Lao Mo, a great guardian of the Demon Palace, favored the blood of young women as medicine. Every year, hundreds of women died at his hands. However, he possessed exceptional martial arts skills, so whenever someone attempted to eliminate him, he would flee, making him elusive.
There are two other guardians, Kuang Ren Fang and Hai Yanwang, who are also people who eat raw meat and drink blood and kill people like crazy.
Wan Yanfei's hands were not stained with as much blood as theirs, but he was in charge of the finances of the Demon Palace, and he plundered the people's wealth every year. He had harmed countless people, and he was not a good person either.
In short, there are few good people in the Demon Palace, so their death is not a pity.
Liu Yurong said solemnly, "Keep a close eye on the Demon Palace. Report any unusual movements immediately."
Several people said in unison: "Yes."
Fuyang City is a prosperous little town. Located between Piaomiao Sect and Taichu Sect, knights with swords on their backs and strange clothes can often be seen on the streets. They drink heavily and act heroically. When they are in the mood, they fly outside the city to fight, and then return to the city after settling their grudges.
Xihe stayed in the inn for a few days and saw several waves of people flying past her window. It was indeed the world of martial arts.
She closed the window, changed into a new dress, tied her hair up simply, tidied herself up, opened the door, and went downstairs with Fang Qinglin.
"Hey, have you heard? There's a martial arts conference in Chongyang Mountain!"
"Martial Arts Conference? When did it happen? Why didn't the six major sects release any information?"
"Well, I heard that this martial arts competition was held by Chongyang Mountain Villa. Because it was too small, they didn't invite the six major sects. They just treated it as a fun event for people like us who don't have any sect or school."
"That's fine. When the six major sects held martial arts conferences in the past, the participants were all the geniuses of the six major sects. It had nothing to do with us...hiss, why are you stepping on me!"
The person who was speaking saw his companion pointing behind him. He turned around and saw Xihe and the other two, as well as the logos of Piaomiao Sect and Taichu Sect on them. He was instantly frightened and fell silent.
Xihe and Fang Qinglin just glanced at them lightly, walked past them and went to the box in the backyard.
Seeing the two figures disappear, the man couldn't help but pat his chest, obviously frightened. He whispered, "Didn't they say the six major sects didn't come? Why are Taichu Sect and Piaomiao Sect here?"
The others looked at each other in confusion. They had all been in the city in the past two days and were not very clear about what was going on in the city.
Only one person waved, signaling them to come closer. "I know about this. It's said that the Demon Cult drugged the female disciples of Piao Miao Sect, and now, look, they've recruited people from both sects."
The others stared with wide eyes: "The Demon Palace is too arrogant. They even dared to attack the female disciples of Piaomiao Sect. Master Jing'an's reputation is not a joke."
"That's not even the most amazing thing. I heard that this female disciple is engaged to the Taichu Sect... woo woo."
"You kid don't want to live anymore!" He gave everyone a warning look, "Anyway, Fuyang City and Chongyang Mountain will not be peaceful in the near future. Let's all behave ourselves, otherwise no one will help us avenge our deaths!"
Everyone nodded in unison, but they were all wondering, is there an engagement with the Taichu Sect? Isn't that Master Chu...
Xihe followed Fang Qinglin into the room and saw the old man sitting at the head of the table. His hair and beard were all white, but he looked energetic. Although he was wearing a cloth shirt, he was not to be underestimated.
Master Jing'an beside him had a blank expression on her face, which frightened the young disciple who was adding tea so much that he dared not approach.
"Shishi pays homage to Master, and pays homage to Grand Master Zong!"
"Qinglin greets the master, and greets Master Jing'an!"
Xihe and Fang Qinglin came forward together to pay their respects.
Just this morning, Fang Qinglin's master Zong Nanfan also rushed to Fuyang City. After all, Master Jing'an had come, so in order to show his importance, he had to come and help his apprentice solve the marriage.
Master Jing'an has a difficult personality and it is not something that a few disciples can handle.
Zong Nanfan raised his hand and said with a smile: "Hurry up, we are all family from now on, no need to be polite."
Nun Jing'an also glanced at them and said indifferently, "Get up."
Xihe and the other person stood up. She took the initiative to walk behind Master Jing'an and helped her add tea obediently. Master Jing'an's complexion looked much better then, and then she talked about marriage matters with Zong Nanfan.
The betrothal gifts and dowry were easy to discuss. Zong Nanfan said he would listen to the nun, but he was not so happy about it later.
"Master, no. Qinglin is the fifth disciple of my Taichu sect, and Master is also marrying into my Taichu sect, so the wedding should naturally be held in my Taichu sect."
Since this concerns the reputation of the sect, he certainly cannot let Master Jing'an act recklessly.
"Why not! Shishi is my Piao Miao Sect's eldest disciple, and our Piao Miao Sect is no worse than your Taichu Sect, so why can't we do it in Piao Miao Sect? Otherwise, you can just let Fang Qinglin marry into our Piao Miao Sect."
"Master, you..."
Zong Nanfan was so angry that he fell backwards. "Since ancient times, men and women have been married. How can this go against ethics? Master, please don't go too far."
Nun Jing'an wasn't afraid of him. She grabbed the Yuehua Sword and sneered, "Then let's see who's the winner!"
Her disciple has suffered such a great injustice. If she doesn't restore her reputation and let everyone in the martial arts world know how powerful she is, won't she be wronged when she goes to Taichu Sect in the future?
Master Jing'an drew her sword and rushed forward. Zong Nanfan had to block with his hands, and dozens of moves were exchanged in a flash.
The vases and teacups in the house were swept to the ground and shattered, and the others were frightened.
Xihe wanted to step forward to stop the fight, but Fang Qinglin held him back: "Master, you know your limits!"
At this moment, the two men broke out of the window and fought their way out of the city.
Xihe ran to the window in a hurry, but couldn't even see his shadow.
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In the evening, Master Jing'an and Zong Nanfan returned to the inn one after another.
Xihe quickly ran over, carefully supported her arm, and asked worriedly, "Master, are you okay?"
Zong Nanfan's martial arts skills have reached the grandmaster level, and he is considered the top martial artist in this world. It is difficult for ordinary people to resist him. Although Master Jing'an is also powerful, she can only be regarded as a first-class master in the world. She will only suffer losses if fighting with Zong Nanfan.
Unable to control herself, she was eager to return to Piaomiao Sect, practice martial arts earlier, and become stronger sooner.
(End of this chapter)
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