Chapter Seventeen: Golden Basin Hand Washing

  "Heirloom..."

  "Traitor Liu Zhengfeng and demonic cult's sorceress Qu Yang have escaped into the mountains!"

  "Don't let Qu Yang's big devil run away, catch him for me..."

  Suddenly, a group of boisterous rivers and lakes people, holding knives and swords, killing aura soaring from afar, rushed to come, in an instant, under the command of the leading martial artist, towards the vast green mountains, greatly advancing and drilling in.

  "Hurry up!"

  "Alas..."

  Looking ahead at the crowd of Jianghu people rushing into the dense green mountains, Luo Zhan's reins slightly pulled back, his mouth lightly shouting to stop the startled horse under him. At the same time, a hint of doubt appeared on his face, and he muttered in a low voice with narrowed eyes.

  "Isn't the 'Golden Basin Hand Washing' conference already halfway through?"

  According to Luo Zhu, the initiator of "Golden Basin Washing Hands" was Liu Zhengfeng of the "Hengshan Sect", and this move was related to Qu Yang, an elder of the "Sun Moon Holy Gate".

  Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang, both men of refinement who shared a love for music, became friends through their art. They then entertained the idea of retiring from the world, but little did they know that once they entered this path, time would take its toll, and things wouldn't always go as smoothly as they had hoped.

  Unless one has great strength, like some masters, who can build their own martial arts schools and live a leisurely life, Liu Zhengfeng, despite being wealthy, only had a dozen or so incompetent disciples and a group of house guards, which was far from comparable to the prestigious "Songshan Sect", one of the top five sects.

  Although Luo Zhuang knew the date of "Jin Pen Washing Hands", he practiced various Tian Jie absolute skills all the way, but missed the grand occasion of "Jin Pen Washing Hands" in Liu Fu, and felt a little regretful in his heart.

  "Hmm, I may not be able to solve the difficulties of the Liu family, but I can lend a hand to save the eldest daughter of the Qu family - Qu Feiyan!"

  Although Luo Zhan has already advanced to the Xiantian realm, relying on the Tianjie's ultimate martial arts "One Yang Finger", "Lion's Roar" and "Ladder Cloud Leap", he can completely suppress the Xiantian mid-term martial artist.

  But the "Songshan Sect", which has almost half of its members out, is still a "colossal" for Luo Zhan. As a person with limited power, it is impossible for him to turn the tide.

  Unless it's the Wind Clear and Upward, a senior of Huashan who has reached the peak of martial arts, or Dongfang Bubai, the current leader of the Sun Moon Holy Cult, one can rely on their own strength to resolve this disaster. However, these two powerful figures are not ordinary people, and they would not care about the affairs of Jianghu!

  However, Luo Zhan may not have the great ability to rescue Liu Fu from his predicament, but he once had a fleeting "Qū Fēi Yān". Since Luo Zhan was fortunate enough to come to this "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" world for a trip, he would not let himself die in vain at the hands of "Dà Sōng Yáng Shǒu" Fei Bin.

  "Whoosh..."

  Immediately, Luo Zhu's single hand lightly pressed the horse's back, and in the next instant, his entire body stood upright, like a green leaf, lightly floating down to the ground.

  "Hmm, if the disciples of the Songshan Sect want to find Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang, they will have to wait until tomorrow to get any news, but it's not advisable to be too hasty!"

  Then, Luo Zhan, who was letting the horse go at the foot of the mountain, was not in a hurry either. He reached out to gently pinch his chin, hesitated for a moment, and then stretched his body and followed far behind the disciples of the "Songshan Sect", disappearing into the depths of the vast mountains.

  Time slowly passed, and Luo Zhan, a disciple of the "Songshan School", had his "Jiuyang True Qi" reach the early stage of Xiantian, which was extremely thick and impervious to heat or cold. Compared to the later-stage martial artists of the mortal world, it was effortless for him to cultivate several sets of heavenly-tier ultimate techniques that could bring him to the "Dengtang Rushi" realm.

  "Hah!"

  "Hmmph..."

  All the way, the refreshing forest path occasionally echoes with a very light sound, as if the thin paper was pierced. At the same time, accompanied by the faint sound, the originally lush green leaves often fall off one after another, floating down and landing on the solid ground in the mountains.

  Don't let the big devil of Qu Yang run away...

  "We split our troops in two, you pursue the 'Huashan Sect' traitor Linghu Chong!"

  "There's a car coming, go this way!"

  The next morning, the disciples of the Songshan Sect who were searching for tracks in front of them suddenly encountered a group of people. Luo Zhuang concentrated and listened carefully, only to find that they were the disciples of the Songshan Sect who were tracking down the traitor Linghu Chong of the Huashan Sect.

  Luo Zhen, who had been following closely behind the crowd, suddenly moved in his heart and stopped following. He waited until the two disciples of the "Songshan Sect" were far away before emerging from behind a towering ancient tree.

  "Hmm, if I remember correctly, as long as we follow Linghu Chong, we should be able to find Liu Zhengfeng, Qu Yang and Qu Feiyan."

  Looking at the team of "Songshan Sect" disciples chasing after Linghu Cong's horse carriage, Luo Zhan appeared in his true form, nodded slightly, and then whispered a sentence before setting off without hesitation, already floating four or five zhang away.

  Then, Luo Zhan, who was displaying the exquisite footwork of "Tuiyunzong", although his speed was swift and rapid, was advancing in a stop-and-go manner, keeping a distance from the group of Mount Song Sect disciples who were chasing after Linghu Chong's carriage.

  Luo Zhen, who had watched "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer", naturally knew that the method used by Linghu Chong, a disciple of the Hua Shan Sect, to avoid being pursued by the disciples of the Song Shan Sect was to have his sister-in-law, Yue Lingshan, lead them on a wild goose chase in front of their carriage, while he and Yilin, a young nun from the Hengshan Sect who had been injured, hid in a thicket of bushes at a bend in the road, where they were finally able to shake off their pursuers.

  "Can you still hold on? Linger Big Brother!"

  "I'm fine, but I hope Little Sister can escape!"

  "Let's go!"

  After a cup of tea, as the figure of the "Songshan Sect" disciple faded into the distance, Luo Zhan's body suddenly stopped in its tracks about ten meters away. Then, with a swift movement, he landed lightly on a thick branch of a tree, his eyes gazing deeply at a dense thicket of shrubs eight or nine zhangs away.

  Following Luo Zhuang's line of sight, a dense bush in front of him rustled and swayed, revealing a strange pair - a man and a woman. The man appeared to be over twenty years old, with an air of elegance that was quite extraordinary. As for the woman, she was even more astonishing - a beautiful young nun who seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. Such a pairing was truly astonishing.

  Suddenly, a soft and weak woman's voice came out of the young nun's mouth. The tone was warm but with a hint of worry, while the man's face was filled with anxiety and he was deeply hesitant.

  The two people who emerged from the dense thicket were, of course, Linghu Chong, the eldest disciple of the Mount Hua School, and Yilin, a nun from the Mount Emei School.

  "Hmm, following these two from behind, I'm sure you'll be able to hear the divine melody of 'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer'!"

  Looking at the two "Linghu Chong" walking away hand in hand, with Yi Lin of the "Hengshan Sect" persuading them to leave the thicket, Luo Zhan smiled slightly and whispered something under his breath. Without hesitation, he lightly shook his body and landed on the ground, following closely behind the footsteps of the two "Linghu Chong".

  As the protagonist of the "Laughing in the Wind" world, Luo Zhan is not at all suspicious of his luck, even with the arrival of this butterfly, flapping its wings, and ultimately will not have a significant impact on the overall situation.

  Lu Zhanyu did not immediately appear and befriend the legendary heroes, but instead quietly followed behind Linghu Chong and his companions, also not wanting to miss the opportunity for them to find Liu Zhengfeng, Qu Yang, and Qu Feiyan.