Battle of classmates

  Then, Luoyang King Li Yan and his entourage Ling Ding joined the team heading to Diancang Mountain. In this team, a prisoner, a deputy of the Grand Court, a leader of a Jianghu sect, a chivalrous detective, and now a Luoyang king, each with their own attire and demeanor, presented a unique landscape.

  Ding Cang Mountain is not far from Chang'an, and it only takes half a day to get there. After everyone arrived at the foot of the mountain, they tied their horses in a horse shed at the foot of the mountain and climbed up on foot.

  "Everyone, the sect is just above, follow me." Lu Lingge walked ahead, and the crowd followed her up the stairs.

  Diancang Mountain is a small hill that is not very high, the Guihe Sect's main gate is built on the top of the mountain, so they simply paved a stone staircase leading directly to the sect.

  There were not many people going up and down the mountain, occasionally meeting one or two local villagers carrying baskets on their backs, who had come to pick herbs. They were very familiar with Lu Lingge and Wang Qi, speaking with a tone of closeness and respect.

  It seems that the Guihe faction is very popular among the people here.

  At the top of the mountain, the white wall and black tile of the ancestral hall reveal their true appearance. Although it does not occupy a large area, it complements the surrounding mountains and forests. At this time, it happens to be sunset, and the mythical creatures squatting at the eaves are spitting out the glow of the sunset. The crane carvings on the walls and pillars seem to be flying in the mountain mist, everything looks peaceful and harmonious.

  As they entered the gate, everyone saw the disciples of Guihe Sect.

  "Successor!"

  "Big Brother Second Brother, you're back!"

  The disciples saw the three leaders and were overjoyed. Lu Lingge saw that it was already late, so he told Wang Qi to take Wang Min and others to rest in the guest room.

  The rooms were all in a separate courtyard, seven or eight houses, which was enough to live in. Li Yan, Yan Sanbai and Wang Min occupied one room alone, while Zhang Yan brought Lu Shuangxing to live next to Yan Sanbai for the sake of guarding.

  Before long, a disciple of the Return of the Crane sent up some food.

  Yan Sanbai was just about to pick up his chopsticks when Li Yan slipped over from the next room, loudly clattering a bowl and chopsticks as he sat down in front of him. "Eating alone is rather dull, how about some company?"

  Swallow three white can't help but nod.

  Outside, Zero Ding sat alone on the steps with a bowl in his hands, tears streaming down his face. Suddenly, he saw a disciple of the Return Crane Sect knock on Wang Min's door, say a few words, and Wang Min followed him away.

  Zero Ding, a clever one, turned around and lightly knocked on the window of Yan Sanbai's house, "Master Wang, the person has left."

  Li Yan took a sip of wine and exchanged a glance with Yan Sanbai, "Still pretty fast."

  Yan Sanbai continued to chew the food in his mouth seriously, and the days of not having enough to eat had taught him that he couldn't waste a single grain of rice. After swallowing, he slowly drank the soup, saying: "He's indeed almost unable to bear it, the longer he drags on, the easier it is for him to reveal his flaws."

  The two did not make a move for about half an hour before Lu Lingge sent someone to invite them.

  "Yan Dashao, the master and Wang Min Gongzi invite you to bring Lu Shishu over."

  Yan Sanbai was also somewhat perplexed, but after a moment's thought, he nodded. Lu Shuangxing knew and was very pleased. When they had come up the mountain earlier, Yan Sanbai had already unsealed his acupoints. Now that he stood up, the iron chains clanked loudly, but he didn't mind in the least. His hands were naturally clasped behind his back as he strolled along, taking in the scenery of the Guihe Sect.

  "What's different from over a decade ago?" asked Yan Sanbai.

  "It's more lively now, with more people around. The disciples all look happy, much better than our time." Lu Shuangxing wasn't a talkative person, but at this moment, perhaps due to nostalgia, he started rambling on, "Our time was not as leisurely as it is now. We held swords in our hands, yet didn't know what they were for. The refugees kept pouring in, filling up the empty space in front of the mountain gate. Fighting was everywhere, and my fellow disciples were all very silent every day... Only Eldest Brother was different, he had more ambition than any of us, and his vision went further."

  "How is the relationship between you and your fellow apprentices?"

  "Yes, just like... brothers." Lu Shuangxing said, his gaze drifting to the top of the building where the hidden book pavilion was located. His eyes suddenly became distant and a sigh fell into the wind, "What a pity..."

  Not far from the corner, Li Yan glanced at them and turned around, a red dress quickly disappearing into the deeper part.

  "What did you say? Let Lu Shuangxing teach you the Return of the Crane Thirteen Forms first, then kill him?" In the Transmission Hall, Yan Sanbai looked at Wang Min and Lu Lingge with a hint of surprise. Lu Shuangxing was still outside the hall and had not been allowed to enter.

  "Not bad, the Thirteen Forms of Returning Crane is indeed the core of our school's swordsmanship. Without a specific incantation, it's basically impossible to master it even with the heart method. The heart method exists within our sect, but that incantation... Master only taught it to Second Brother. If Second Brother dies and the last eight forms are completely lost, wouldn't that make me and you, Young Master, sinners of our school?" Lu Lingge said: "So, we must think of a way to get Uncle Lu to reveal the incantation for the last eight forms."

  Wang Min also said: "Shibo is right, if my father were still alive, he probably wouldn't want the Hou Ba Shi to be lost because of our relationship. If...if Lu Shuang Xing really wants to say the oral formula, I can..." Wang Min closed his eyes in some pain, as if making a great decision, and suddenly said: "I can spare his life!"

  Upon hearing this, Yan Sanbai fell silent for a rare moment before turning to Lu Lingge, "But did Master Lu convince Young Master Wang?"

  "Not bad." Lu Ling's expression was solemn.

  "But for Lu Shuang, even if he revealed the password, it's unlikely that he would be able to escape unscathed?"

  Lu Lingge didn't hesitate, "He did kill our senior brother after all. Although I don't want him to die because of our past friendship, I still need to make things right with my junior nephew. So, if second senior brother can just say the incantation and redeem himself, I can also show mercy to my junior nephew. Finally, I will personally cripple second senior brother's martial arts skills as punishment."

  Yan Sanbai shook his head, "For a sword fanatic, you've crippled his martial arts skills, which is no different from killing him."

  Lu Ling's expression also flashed a hint of pain, and finally said: "But at least he is still alive, Master and Second Brother will never wake up again. Yan Daxia also said that the cycle of revenge has ended, this is already the best outcome."

  After a while, Yan Sanbai stood up and said, "I'll go bring him in."

  Lu Shuang walked in, and after hearing this decision, he didn't show any surprise, because it was also within reason. However, he ignored Lu Lingge and instead looked at Wang Min, asking: "The first five moves of the Returning Crane Thirteen Forms, have you mastered them?"

  Wang Min was still facing Lu Shuangxing for the first time, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, with a mix of emotions in his heart. He nodded, his voice hoarse, "I will."

  "Alright, I'll teach you the Back Eight Style."

  Lu Shuanghang agreed very readily, and both Wang Min and Lu Lingge were somewhat astonished. The oral formula was his last trump card, and logically speaking, this was his only chance to turn the tables, but he gave it up so easily.

  Lu Lingge's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, "We can't delay, let's start immediately." He then turned to Yan Sanbai, "Yan Daxia, this involves our sect's secrets, please follow me outside."

  Soon, the empty transmission room was left with only Lu Shuangxing and Wang Min. Lu Shuangxing's handcuffs were locked on the chair, and there were also Yan Sanbai and Lu Lingge, so he didn't dare to betray them.

  After a while, Lu Lingge had something to do and left first. Yan Sanbai stood alone outside the door. With his hands tucked in his sleeves, he leaned against the wall, standing with his eyes slightly closed, like an old monk meditating.

  Suddenly, an unusual sound came from above his head.

  Yan San's eyes opened, and he saw a crimson figure landing beside him.

  "How is it?" Yan Sanbai asked softly.

  Li Yan leaned in close to his ear and whispered: "It's just behind the mountain, in the bamboo forest. They're moving quickly, they've almost finished digging the grave."

  Yan Sanbai felt his ears itching and involuntarily took a step back, "Your Highness doesn't need to get so close, I can hear you."

  Li Yan spread his hands and said, "Walls have ears."

  Yan San Bai: "......"

  The transmission in the room continued, after a long while, Yan Sanbai said to Li Yan who was flipping through a book beside him: "If the prince is tired, he should go back and rest first."

  Li Yan stretched out a finger and shook it, then handed the book he was reading to Yan Sanbai. Yan Sanbai took a glance and was shocked, "Fengyue Huaben?"

  "Yes, I just brought it from the book pavilion. The cover is dusty and it looks like it's been around for some years. It should be something that old master read before he passed away. Tsk tsk," Li Yan raised an eyebrow and said with great interest: "The talented lady of the house and the fox demon scholar had an affair, but were discovered by the general next door. The three of them fought a fierce battle for 300 rounds, it was so exciting that I didn't feel sleepy at all."

  "Cough." Yan Sanbai pretended to cough, he didn't want to delve deeper into the plot of this erotic novel with Li Yann.

  So the two of them stood there for a long time, and Li Yan suddenly produced two chairs from somewhere, and he and Yan Sanbai sat on either side of the door like a pair of door gods. Most of the time they didn't say anything, Li Yan was completely absorbed in reading his erotic novel, occasionally coming out with some witty remark or other to exchange a few words with Yan Sanbai, and before long the endless night had passed.

  The two people in the room also seemed to be tireless, until the east was white, and the first faint light of dawn crept through the window. Lu Shuangxing then raised his eyelids and said, "Let's stop here."

  Wang Min was already exhausted, his face pale and his limbs weak, he plopped down in the chair and gulped a big mouthful of water.

  At this time, someone else came from outside the house.

  "Ladies and gentlemen, our family head invites everyone to go to the bamboo forest at the back of the mountain. The tomb of Master Wang has been prepared."

  "So soon?" Yan Sanbai asked.

  "Yes, the master ordered us to let Master Wang rest in peace as soon as possible."

  Wang Min heard the voice and walked out of the house, "I'll go get my father's ashes now."

  Yan Sanbai showed some concern, "Don't you need to rest for a while?"

  Wang Min shook his head, mustered up the courage and left. Meanwhile, in the room, Lu Shuangxing was trapped on a chair for an entire night, constantly instructing Wang Min, now also feeling dispirited with eyes full of bloodshot lines.

  After burning incense, behind the mountain is a bamboo forest.

  Dew and thin mountain fog bring a dampness to the entire forest, the morning air is so fresh, taking a deep breath, as if the lungs are also filled with mountain mist.

  Yan Sanbai and Wang Min followed the leading disciple of the Returning Crane Sect for a while before they saw a solitary grave among the trees. The grave was not particularly impressive, with a rusty sword inserted at an angle on top, and the tombstone read: "The Grave of Honorable Teacher He Qingsong".

  Next to this grave was a newly dug pit, and Lu Ling stood in front of it, quietly waiting for their arrival.

  "Master." Wang Min shouted, his throat a bit hoarse.

  Lu Lingge turned around and stepped aside, "You're here, let your father rest in peace."

  Wang Min was reluctant to part with it, kneeling on the ground and tightly hugging the ceramic urn containing the ashes. After a long time, under everyone's encouraging gaze, he finally put the urn into the coffin in the pit.

  "Fall to the ground!" With Lu Ling's one order, that generation's great hero who had brought peace to the mountains and rivers, and truly led the Gui He Sect towards prosperity, fell into eternal slumber beneath the earth.

  Wang Min's face was ashen, and the others were also silent. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became very oppressive. It was like a game of chess, where all the pieces were fixed in place, mutually restraining each other. Suddenly, one piece left its original position, and the entire atmosphere of the game changed abruptly.

  Lu Ling Song walked up to Lu Shuang Xing and said, "I'm sorry, Brother."

  Lu Shuangxing's expression remained calm, "You really want to disable my meridians? Do you think you can defeat me?"

  "You'll know once you try!" Lu Ling's expression suddenly turned serious, her eyes gleaming with a fierce light, as she drew her long sword "Clang" from its scabbard and pointed it straight at Lu Shuangxing.

  Lu Shuangxing naturally wouldn't wait for death, his Jiuyuan sword had been confiscated, and at this moment he used the handcuffs on his hands to block the long sword. Amidst the clanging sounds, he was unexpectedly not at a disadvantage.

  Lu Ling's offensive was getting fiercer and fiercer, making people's hearts tremble with fear. Lu Shuangxing, who had lost the Jiuyan sword, was gradually becoming unable to hold on, his arm was pierced, and with a ripping sound, his sleeve was torn apart.

  Lu Shuangxing hastily retreated, he quickly gasped a few mouthfuls of air, and his eyes finally became sharp.

  The picture is poor, but the meaning is clear.

  This sentence is more suitable for him, and even more so for Lu Lingge.

  "I've given you a chance." Lu Shuangxing's face was frosty, and the eyes that were filled with red blood vessels suddenly rose with a fierce killing intent, causing several Guihepai disciples to feel a sudden jolt in their hearts.

  Lu Lingge sneered and laughed, her hand gripping the sword even tighter. "Opportunities are created by oneself."

  The next second, both of them suddenly accelerated forward, pulling out two residual shadows, and violently collided with each other - Return Crane Thirteen Forms Second Form, Crane Charge!

  This is a real fight between fellow disciples!

  Ling Ding stood behind Li Yan, his eyes shining with excitement. This was different from the fight that morning, this was a real life-and-death battle, but he couldn't quite understand it either.

  "Your Majesty, what did they just say?"

  Li Yan hugged his arms and fanned himself with a rhythmic pat, "Continue reading and you'll know."

  Zero Ding Fox's gaze continued, and suddenly a strange change occurred! Lu Ling Ge slashed at Lu Shuang Xing with one sword, but Lu Shuang Xing neither dodged nor avoided it.

  "Ah." A short, abrupt exclamation escaped, but the expected bloody scene did not unfold. In a flash of lightning, the handcuffs on Lu Shuangxing's hands suddenly opened automatically, and Yan Sanbai, who had been watching from the sidelines, finally made his move.

  "Here!" Yan Sanbai stretched out his hand and threw it, the sharp Nine Abyss Sword instantly returned to its master's hand, the blade flipped over, emitting a cold glow.

  "Be careful, Sect Master!" The disciples of the Returning Crane Sect couldn't help but remind him. Ling Ding and Zhang Yan were also shocked, their mouths agape. Jiuyuan Sword! Why did Yan Sanbai return the Jiuyuan Sword to Lu Shuangxing?!

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