He did not go directly to Canghai Mountain, but to Hanshan Temple.

When I arrived at Hanshan Temple, I met Master Yinming and then started to retreat.

After retreating, he disguised himself as an ordinary person, wore a hat, and cut off his mustache, becoming a charming middle-aged man. He left Hanshan Temple and headed for Canghai Mountain.

On the way to Canghai Mountain, he was careful, walked around in circles repeatedly, looked down with his eyes in the void, and used his intuition to feel that no one was following him, and then he actually headed towards Canghai Mountain.

He was so anxious that he couldn't wait to see the people in Canghai Mountain using their Qinggong skills to fly on the wind, fluttering like lightning.

In just two days, he rushed back to Canghai Mountain without stopping, eating, resting, or sleeping.

canghaishan

Under the morning light, Canghai Mountain stands tall and majestic. There is snow on the top of the mountain, like wearing a white hat.

In the Wuji Hall, Master Zhuzhao was wearing a jade-colored monk's robe. He was frowning and staring at Wen Yinyue across from him, his face was solemn and his brows were furrowed.

"Master, it doesn't matter to me." Wen Yinyue said.

Wen Yinyue was wearing a lake-green robe and was sitting cross-legged on a futon. She looked solemn and serious, but her face was pale, without a trace of blood, and her face was dim.

Master Zhuzhao hummed: "You are lucky! That sword missed by an inch, and you were too late to use the Good Fortune Pill and died immediately!"

Wen Yinyue said: "This person's moves are extremely fast, even better than those of his junior fellow apprentices. His moves are complicated and simple, and his moves are both skillful and clumsy. It is indeed not simple."

Master Zhuzhao frowned and said: "It's really a ghost. How can such a top master come out of such a quiet person?"

Wen Yinyue said: "In the martial arts world, there are many crouching tigers, hidden dragons, and unknown masters."

Master Zhuzhao shook his head, thoughtfully: "That's what I say, but it's really strange that such a person appears out of nowhere. It's very strange that he has such a deep hatred for our Canghaishan!"

Wen Yinyue nodded.

Master Zhuzhao waved his hand: "Don't think too much about it! ... People in the world are destined to die by swords. No one can escape. Death is like a lamp going out. There is no point in being sad!"

Wen Yinyue looked gloomy and remained silent.

After a while, she sighed quietly: "It would be great if junior brother was here..."

Master Zhuzhao said with a gloomy face: "Yes, it would be great if Zhan Ran was here... I was also careless and asked Jingren and the others to act together, and then they were taken over. Hey, there is not a single one of the five tigers in the south courtyard."

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"It's because the disciple is incompetent." Wen Yinyue said sadly.

Master Zhuzhao sighed: "You are lucky enough to be able to escape with Ruolan. You did a good job this time. You should go when you have to. Don't show off!"

Wen Yinyue took a deep breath and said, "Junior brother Lu and the others are very brave, worthy of our Canghaishan disciples."

Master Zhuzhao shook his head: "It's a pity. Once they die, there will be no masters in the South Campus anymore... This person is deliberately destroying the foundation of our Canghai Mountain!"

Wen Yinyue nodded slowly.

Master Zhuzhao said: "Your uncle and uncle are not up to par, they both fell ill... the death of Jingren and the others has indeed greatly damaged the vitality of Canghaishan."
Chapter completed!