"Oh, is this the Chongyang skill you learned?"
Xiaolongnu chuckled, the golden bell flew back to her sleeve, and she smiled sweetly.
"Okay, okay, I've embarrassed the Grandmaster. I'll go down and accompany him right away!"
Hao Datong's face was bleak. He snatched the sword from his disciple Lu Qingdu and was about to slash it across his neck...
However, just as he raised his sword, a stone interrupted his attack. Turning his head, he saw the headmaster, Ma Yu: "Winning and losing are commonplace. The hard part is that if you lose, you must cut your own throat. Even if there are eighteen more heads, they will all be chopped off."
After saying that, Ma Yu signaled his fellow disciples to take Hao Datong away for treatment, while he faced Xiao Longnu head-on.
"Miss Long, Yang Guo is, after all, my disciple from Chongyang Palace. You took my disciple away without reason. This is unacceptable no matter how you look at it. You must give an explanation."
"I……"
Di Fan felt that Xiao Long Nu might not be able to win the argument, so he stepped forward and said, "Junior Sister, let me have a say with him."
[Junior Sister is naive and hasn't even left the Tomb Clan. How can she possibly win an argument with this old man?]
[After all, how could a simple-minded Junior Sister deal with a sect leader who could go against the wishes of the founder, accept the goodwill of the Jin Kingdom and Mongolia, and not be slandered by the martial arts world?]
After hearing Di Fan's evaluation of the old Taoist in front of him, Xiaolongnu decisively chose to hand over the battlefield to her senior brother.
With a tap of her toes, her body retreated back to Di Fan.
"Big Brother, I'm counting on you."
"It's nothing. I am also from the Ancient Tomb Sect, and Yang Guo is also my disciple. I should help the Ancient Tomb Sect."
Nodding, Di Fan cleared the messy thoughts in his mind and pulled Yang Guo to Ma Yu.
"Hello, Master Ma."
"Hello... You must be Di Fan, the third-generation disciple accepted by Uncle Chaoying, right? I held you in my arms when we were little."
Ma Yu smiled and nodded in agreement.
[Damn, this old man is using his family connections and seniority to bully people as soon as he comes. He's definitely not a good person!]
Xiao Longnu blinked. Such a simple sentence, but it actually contained such profound meaning? "Big Brother is so amazing! I don't even understand what you're saying!"
"Forget about the old friendship. The love-hate relationship between Master Chongyang and our sect's founder is so intense. I'm afraid if I call you uncle, my master will crawl out of his grave and slap me to death!"
[Let me see how you, an old man with a big nose, can answer this! ]
Xiaolongnu looked towards Ma Yu... As expected, the old Taoist touched his nose, as if he was unable to refute the fact that his master had abandoned his beloved.
Senior brother is awesome!
"Today, let's just talk about Yang Guo. Guo'er, take off your shirt!"
"Yes, Master!"
Without saying anything, Yang Guo took off his shirt... Then, the scars all over his body were clearly displayed in front of everyone.
There are scattered scratches on the small body, which can be seen at a glance as injuries caused by rolling down the hillside; there are fist-sized marks, which are injuries caused by being beaten during a fight; the dark blue marks on the shoulders are scars left by years of carrying water!
"Master Ma, when we found Yang Guo at the foot of the hill yesterday, he was already on the verge of death. This hill isn't very high. A normal person tumbling down it, unless they hit their head on a large rock, would at most suffer minor injuries. It's definitely not possible for even our sect's healing elixir, Jade Bee Puree, to be able to save him.
To be honest, when he said he was a disciple of Chongyang Palace, we also said that we would send him back... But he insisted on not wanting to, saying that he was afraid he would be beaten to death if he went back... Master, may I ask, aren't these scars all over his body enough to explain the problem?
Or do you think that even if a child is being taught, a teacher can be so cruel and beat him to death to be considered a successful teacher? "
Every word Di Fan said made sense, and the injuries all over his body served as evidence... Behind him, Granny Sun had cried once when she was helping Yang Guo take a bath yesterday. Today, under Di Fan's questioning, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and sobbed again.
Respecting the elderly and loving the young is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation... The evidence is overwhelming. Even if Ma Yu wanted to refute it by using the teachings, he would be powerless to speak...
"I……"
Ma Yu remained silent, but Qiu Chuji, who was standing beside him, had already seen this with eyes bloodshot and roared in anger!
"Zhao Zhijing! Get over here!"
"Uncle Master..."
Zhao Zhijing lowered his head, not daring to look at Qiu Chuji...
"I handed Yang Guo over to you, and this is how you taught him? Furthermore, you said Yang Guo was unlearned and didn't seriously study the techniques you taught him... Let's not even talk about whether you taught him or not. He carries water and cooks every day, and suffers countless injuries. How would he find time to practice? This is how you treat the person I handed over to you!"
Qiu Chuji was angry at Zhao Zhijing for deceiving his superiors and hiding the truth from his subordinates; he was also angry at him for treating Yang Kang's son like that; and thirdly, he was also ashamed and angry for his senior brother Ma Yu, who was humiliated by being questioned!
"I...I...I was wrong."
Zhao Zhijing knew that he had no way to defend himself, so he simply bowed his head and admitted his mistake... He was Wang Chuyi's first disciple, and he couldn't be beaten to death!
Ma Yu thought the same thing, so he turned his gaze to Yang Guo and said, "Guo'er, this matter is indeed the fault of Chongyang Palace. If you are willing to return, I am willing to accept you as my disciple and teach you personally. This kind of thing will never happen again. Are you willing?"
"I don't want to!"
Yang Guo shouted back, “Even if I’m accepted as your disciple, what good does it matter? If you’re not here, they’ll still bully me! I don’t trust you bunch of stinky Taoists! I want to stay here!”
Di Fan shrugged. "When I first spoke to Yang Guo, he gave the same answer. Besides, I don't know any martial arts, and he doesn't want to return to your Chongyang Palace..."
[Next, it will be up to Junior Sister to decide Yang Guo's fate...]
[Ah, to be honest, I really want to send this evildoer back, so that my junior sister won’t be seduced by him…]
[It's a shame that the Quanzhen Sect is such a scoundrel. Yang Guo is destined to be extraordinary in the future. It's better to let the Quanzhen Sect completely disband in this generation and not let them stay and cause trouble to others.]
Xiao Longnu heard her brother's voice and wondered, "So, this generation no longer has Quanzhen Sect?" Well... if that's the case, then Yang Guo really can't be left to Quanzhen Sect!
Well, to avenge my master!
Decisive, Xiaolongnu took the initiative to stand up without waiting for Di Fan to give her a signal.
"Now, I am accepting Yang Guo into the Ancient Tomb Sect. Do you have any objections?"
“Senior Brother!”
Qiu Chuji looked at Ma Yu, with pleading in his eyes very obvious!
But... things have come to this point, and with the extremely obvious hatred in Yang Guo's eyes... Ma Yu knew that forcing him to stay would only leave behind a hateful scourge.
Never mind, since I can’t keep her, I’ll just let her go… He pulled out two secret manuals from his pocket and threw them at Xiao Longnu…
"Miss Long, after what happened to the Quanzhen Sect, we are truly ashamed to accept Yang Guo as our disciple. These two manuals are the Quanzhen Sect's apology gift to Guo'er. I hope Miss Long will teach him carefully and make sure he doesn't go astray..."
"Oh, don't worry. Even if I can't teach Yang Guo well, I think he will feel happier than if he had become a successful person during Chongyang Festival."
Di Fan retorted to Ma Yu bluntly and turned around to rescue him.
"Guo'er, follow me!"
"Yes, Master, please rest assured. In the future, I, Yang Guo, will surely spread my fame to the ancient tomb!"
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