The sound of the flute is silent and drifts away along the mountain wind.

Many fragmented steps came, and the head was a burly old man who shouted as he walked: "Chief Master?Chief Master?" Seeing Shen Yuanjing and others, he hesitated for a moment, but still stepped over.

Seeing Dongfang Bubai sitting cross-legged on the ground, his face was obviously dead, he couldn't help but feel panicked. He fell to the ground with a big knife in his hand and shouted, "Brother Dongfang!"

The rest of the Sun and Moon Sects were originally aggressive, but they saw Dongfang Bubai dead, so they did not dare to take action for a while.

"Since Uncle Dongfang has gone, everyone should not fight each other." A gentle voice came from behind everyone, and the Sun and Moon Sects quickly separated the same path and let Ren Yingying come out.

She was happy and sad when she saw Dongfang Bubai's body. She stepped forward and knelt on the ground and bowed.

The old man next to him suddenly said, "Miss Ren, if you hadn't been the order of a false missionary leader to stop everyone from coming to rescue, how could the Dongfang brothers die? Since you colluded with outsiders and plotted to murder him, why should you pretend to be hypocritical now?" His face was angry and his tone was full of resentment.

"Uncle Tong, I bow to Uncle Dongfang because he treats me well. Even after usurping the throne of the leader, I have never wiped out the roots of me. But my father's revenge is irreconcilable. If it were Uncle Tong, how would you deal with yourself?" Ren Yingying said, stood up and looked at the old man.

This old man is Tong Baixiong, the old man from Riyue Sect, who is more experienced than Ren Woxing. How can he not know the grievances between the two families? He opened his mouth, but couldn't speak, so he had to pick up the long knife and said, "You won today, but with you waiting for your martial arts skills, it's impossible for me to surrender."

Ren Yingying looked at Shen Yuanjing and saw that he and Linghu Chong did not speak, and said, "Uncle Tong misunderstood. Since Uncle Dongfang left, what's the use of us to launch another war? Uncle is old, so it's better to retire. Yi'er will play with his grandson and enjoy his old age."

Tong Baixiong felt relieved. Even Dongfang Bubai's martial arts were no match for his opponent. When he fought, he could not escape death. Over the years, he and Dongfang Bubai gradually drifted apart, but he was still helping him with his loyalty. Seeing that Shen Yuanjing and others were unintentionally killing him, their faces calmed down and said, "But then, what should you do with the body of the Dongfang brother?"

Ren Yingying said, "No matter what, he is always my leader of the God Cult. He still had a little respect to my father that day, and I would deal with it according to the canon."

When Tong Baixiong heard this, he nodded, bowed to Dongfang Bubai, and then left without looking back.

When he left, the people in the Sun and Moon Sect had no fighting spirit. The old man and others dared not act rashly and surrendered. Ren Yingying successfully took over the power of the Sun and Moon Sect.

She created an ice coffin, placed Ling Xu and Tianmen, rescued Taoist Master Qingxu downstream, and handed over the Wudang Zhenwu Sword and Tai Chi Sword Sutra. Later, she dug out two Sunflower Books secretly collected by Dongfang Bubai, one of which is the main sword technique and the other is the internal skill, and gave it to the Huashan Sect, and asked Shen Yuanjing to read it at will in the martial arts secret library of the Sun and Moon Sect.

When the injuries of the two Taoist priests Chongxu and Qingxu recovered slightly, the group would return. Before leaving, Ren Yingying pulled Shen Yuanjing on the cliff for a while.

Soon, the ensemble of the piano and flute came. Even if Linghu Chong, who was not aware of the music, could hear the sound of the piano with sorrow, but the sound of the flute was decisive. Sure enough, when he went down the mountain, Ren Yingying's eyes were red, while Shen Yuanjing's face was still cold.

...

In more than a month, Dongfang Bubai died. The Sun and Moon Sect and Wudang and Huashan Sect agreed that the news that the news of the arbitrary attack on other sects spread throughout the world. The people in the righteous path were filled with joy.

It turns out that the martial arts heroes who escaped from the original place returned to their own lives. The many treasured and famous mountains in the spare place make people think of it.

Yue Buqun compiled a letter and sent it to Hengshan, briefly narrating the story of Heimu Cliff and asked the Hengshan School to reopen the mountain gate, but Master Dingxian politely declined, saying that monks are the most important thing in practicing Buddhism, and practicing martial arts is just a matter of details.

The Hengshan Sect was unwilling to open the mountain, but Shaolin Temple was ready to move. First, they contacted Wudang and then came to Huashan to inquire, but both factions reacted coldly, so Fang Ping had to give up.

The heroes in the martial arts world were curious about the details on the Black Wood Cliff. Shen Yuanjing kept silent. Linghu Chong only talked about the righteousness of Taoist Tianmen. However, Taoist Chongxu was honest and skipped the death of Taoist Lingxu, and spoke highly of the contributions of the two people in Huashan, as well as the sacrifice of the Tianmen Taoist Tianmen to make righteousness in the end.

After this battle, Shen Yuanjing was almost the best master in the world, and there were endless people who were apprenticing to his disciples, but he stayed on the Cliff of Siguo for many years and could hardly come down, and he would never accept disciples again. So Linghu Chong's threshold was almost overwhelmed, and even Gao Genming and others were popular.

At this time, Shaolin was destroyed, Songshan disappeared, the Demon Cult was resigned, Wudang was low, and the Huashan Sect's status in the martial arts world also rose, becoming the recognized largest sect in the martial arts world, and was in the limelight for the time being.

This year is Yue Buqun's sixty years old. He is scheduled to hold a banquet in November, and all the heroes of the world come to congratulate him.

After three rounds of wine, after everyone said his congratulations, he raised his hands and pressed them down. When the hall was quiet, he said, "I am grateful for your love, thank you for your visit to Yue's birthday party."

He stood up and bowed, and everyone returned the gift. Seeing that he did not sit down, he continued, "My Huashan Sect has inherited the Dharma from Master Guangningzi, and it has been more than three hundred years since then. Yue is unworthy and has received the master's throne and is trembling. It has been twenty years since he has made no achievements, and he is really ashamed of his ancestors."

When the heroes heard this, they looked at each other, not knowing how to think about it, and they still had to smile on their faces.

Yue Buqun ignored them and continued, "It is not my contribution to the achievements of the Huashan Sect today, but it depends on the intelligence of his disciples. Yuan Jing, you have worked hard and made great contributions and were the best candidate for the head, but you are noble and unwilling to get involved in the mortal world. I refuse again and again. I really don't know how to reward you."

When everyone heard this, they realized that Yue Buqun originally wanted Shen Yuanjing to take over the Huashan Sect, but he actually refused, which was beyond everyone's expectations. In the world, how many people could withstand the temptation of power and fame.

"Linghu Chong, come here and kneel down!" Yue Buqun shouted again without waiting for everyone to react.

Linghu Chong was looking at Shen Yuanjing with a smile, and suddenly heard the master shouting. Although he didn't know what he had made, he stood up habitually, bent his legs and knelt on the ground with a thump.

Yue Buqun said sternly: "You recite the rules of this sect!"

Linghu Chong suddenly realized that something was wrong, and his heart trembled, swallowed his saliva, and replied loudly: "This school is the first to avoid bullying his master and destroying his ancestors, and disrespecting his elders. The second to bullying the weak and harming innocent people. The third to abuse and lust, teasing women. The fourth to be jealous of his fellow disciples and killing each other. The fifth to forget his righteousness when he sees profit and stealing property. The sixth to be arrogant and offending his fellow disciples. The seventh to be promiscuous and collude with evil spirits."

"Okay! You must keep in mind the seven Huashan sects and keep them alive." Yue Buqun said, and Linghu Chong had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard him say again: "Today, in front of all the heroes, I will pass on the position of the head of the Huashan sect to you."

With a "boom", the pot exploded in the hall. Linghu Chong's head was like a blow-over pots and pans in the kitchen, and it was crackling and rumbling. He knew that he would take over this big position one day, but unexpectedly it was today.

"Master, I..." Before Linghu Chong finished speaking, Yue Buqun raised his hand to interrupt and said, "Life is rare in seventy years, and I don't know how many years I can live. You have always been naughty. If you suddenly attack the throne after I die, you will be caught off guard. Why not while I am still here, you can watch you help you for a few years. Things are settled like this, so there is no need to say more."

The heroes were shocked today. They all looked at each other, then bowed and said, "President Yue is noble!" They saluted Linghu Chong and said, "Congratulations to the Chief Linghu for taking the position!"

...

After a blink of an eye, the third uncle Chen Jing suddenly visited. Seeing that his face was tired and dusty, Shen Yuanjing wanted to hold a banquet to receive him.

"There is no need to trouble me. I will leave after saying a few words." Uncle Chen San shook his head and said, "Due to the reform, my elder brother failed in the struggle in the court and was demoted. He originally wanted to be imprisoned and executed, and his family was confiscated and exterminated. But His Majesty thought that he had worked hard and made great contributions, but he just wanted to expel my Shen family from the Ming Dynasty."

Shen Yuanjing was shocked and presented a cup of tea. Uncle Chen San was not polite, so he took it and drank it. He continued, "It's a blessing that my nephew handed it to the Tiezhou map. My Shen family finally settled down again. My eldest brother decided to move the whole family and beware of those opponents' insults. But in this way, your participants in the business can't be fulfilled. My Shen family never owe friends, and my eldest brother asked me to bring these legacy industries as compensation."

As he said that, he took out a large stack of documents, including land deeds and store deeds from shops in various places. Shen Yuanjing waved his hand and said, "How can this be done? My Huashan Sect is not that villain who forgets his righteousness when he sees profit."

Uncle Chen San smiled bitterly and advised: "My dear nephew should accept it. We can't take these things away, and it will be cheaper for others to stay. Besides..." He said with some shame:

"The big brother's incident this time has caused too much, not only has it implicated his disciples and old officials, but also friends like his close friends, but also have been on the list of attacks from the opponent. Another purpose of my visit is to advise his nephew to go out for the time being to avoid the limelight and not to implicate his division commander."

Shen Yuanjing was stunned and was about to ask in detail, but Uncle Chen San put the document on the table, then stood up and said, "I can't stay for a long time, I have to collect manpower and property. Your Majesty will be in a month and we will leave the Ming Dynasty."

After saying that, he bowed and said, "There will be a date later!" and then left in a hurry.

Shen Yuanjing sat quietly for a long time, suddenly laughed, picked up the stack of documents, and went to the backyard of Huashan Mountain.

...

At this time, heavy snow was flying, and there were endless people gathering at the foot of Mount Hua. Yue Buqun looked haggard, Linghu sighed uncontrollably, Yue Lingshan's eyes were swollen like peaches, and Lin Pingzhi was at a loss.

Shen Yuanjing looked up at the sky and said with a smile: "Fifteen years ago, it was also at this time. Master, you just picked me up."

Yue Buqun forced a smile and said, "Yes." He had to say it again, but he was even more swallowed, and his words stuck in his throat.

Shen Yuanjing quickly closed his eyes, turned his horse on his back, bowed his hand slightly, and said with a word of care, then turned his head and left quickly.

But Qu Feiyan saw his white clothes fluttering, slowly getting smaller, as if the elf that walked out of the world had returned to the wind and snow, and could never be found again.

She couldn't help but cry and shouted "Master", danced with flying catkins and chanted:

"It's like a flower but not a flower, and no one cherishes the fall of the teachings. I left my family by the road, but thoughts were like ruthless and thoughtful. I lingered intestines, got tired of my delicate eyes, and wanted to open and close. I dreamed of following the wind for thousands of miles, looking for my husband's place, but I was still shouted by the orioles.

I don’t hate the flowers flying all over, I hate the West Garden, and the fallen reds are hard to decorate. When the rain comes in the morning, where is the remains? A pond of duckweed is broken. The spring scenery is three parts, two parts dust, and one part flowing water. It seems that it is not a poplar flower, but a little bit of tears of separation."
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