Chapter 1 The remnants of the evil cult, why don’t you surrender!

Chapter 1 The remnants of the evil cult, why don’t you surrender!

Chapter 1 The remnants of the evil cult, why don’t you surrender!
Hengshan Mountain, Damaoling Mountain.

Under the autumn sun of October, the mountains are hazy and the Jianxing Peak five or six miles away is half hidden in the clouds, giving off an otherworldly aura.

Starting from the morning hour, shouts and screams resounded throughout the mountains.

The scholar in green clothes leaped up from the bottom of the slope, thrust out his long sword, flashing a cold light, and four followers in blue clothes fell to the ground dead.

He then swung his sword at the blue flag with wave patterns on it and the sun and moon. Once the flag fell, the morale of the Demon Cult would be completely broken.

But when the sword tip was three inches away from the flagpole, it stopped.

The scholar put away his sword, and the purple color on his cheeks faded away. He looked down the mountain and saw that the incense master and flag master of the Demon Cult had all died in the battle, with only a few miscellaneous soldiers still resisting.

"The people in the Demon Sect have always committed evil and it is their own fault to die here. It is a pity that they have polluted this holy place of Buddhism."

Not long after, another long-faced man in a red robe led his team up the hill from the east, passed the scholar directly, and exerted his palm power so swiftly that the flagpole exploded into countless wood chips, and the big flag slowly fell from the slope.

"Whoever lays down his weapon will be spared from death!" He gathered all his inner strength and his voice echoed throughout the valley.

The scholar in green shirt saw smoke coming out of the half flagpole stuck in the ground, as if it had been burned by fire, and thought to himself that there were many masters in Songshan Sect, besides the leader Zuo Lengchan, the Thirteen Protectors were also well-known in the world. It was a pity that after the Huashan Qi Sword Contest, many talents were lost, and he could only lie low for the time being.

He stepped aside, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Fei has mastered the Great Songyang Hand to perfection."

"It's still not as good as Sect Leader Yue. The Purple Cloud Magic Skill has long been famous in the martial arts world."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Fighting and killing is the world of martial arts, and flattery is also the world of martial arts.

Nearly a thousand bodies of blue-clad followers were scattered all over the mountains, and blood gathered into small streams.

In the end, more than 80 people who laid down their weapons and surrendered were all killed.

The Five Mountains Sword Sect and the Sun Moon Divine Sect have been harboring grudges for a hundred years, and countless relatives and friends have died at the hands of the other side, so they have long been blood-thirsty.

The long-faced man said, "Master Yue, this time we completely wiped out the Demon Cult's Yunshui Hall, which is really a great achievement."

"Thanks to your sect's left leader's careful arrangements, we learned in detail the time, number of people, and route of the Demon Cult's attack on Hengshan half a month ago."

"Haha, the arrangements were so thorough, but the head of Yunshui Hall still escaped."

"Wu Lianjiang is a well-known master of the Demon Cult. He is nicknamed the Flying Cloud Divine Ape in the martial arts world, and his Qinggong is extraordinary. However, he was hit by Yue's sword twice. As long as we send more people to search carefully along the way, I don't think he will be able to escape back to Black Wood Cliff."

The long-faced man smiled again and said, "Master Yue is right. I will lead the Songshan disciples to chase eastwards, and you can search southwards, how about that?"

The main temple of Heimu Cliff is located in the east of Hengshan Mountain, more than 300 miles away, which is only a day's journey for martial arts masters.

Yue Buqun's eyes were slightly cold, but he still smiled and said, "Then let's follow Senior Brother Fei's arrangements."

These two people are masters who have been famous in the world for a long time.

Fei Bin, a long-faced man, is the junior brother of Zuo Lengchan, the head of Songshan. He has a powerful palm force that can break wood and split rocks, and is nicknamed "Big Songshan Hand".

The scholar in green is the leader of Huashan of this generation. He is modest, elegant, and upright in his conduct. He is recognized as a gentleman in the martial arts world, Mr. Jianyue.

After the two left, the disciples of the Five Mountains Sword Sect evacuated Damaoling respectively.

Another two hours passed, and as dusk approached, the smell of blood attracted flocks of crows, which circled in the sky, filling the air with their cries of joy.

Zhang Yu opened his eyes. The iron knife in his hand was still unsheathed and stained with blood. Half of the blue sun and moon flag covered his body, and a corpse was pressed on his legs.

"It's been half a year. I've been in this world for half a year, and I'm still a deputy leader of a demon sect who pretends to be dead and survives."

The title of deputy flag leader sounds nice, but his status is only slightly higher than that of an ordinary soldier.

He was originally a college student majoring in Chinese language and literature. After graduation, in addition to delivering takeout, he liked to read martial arts novels in his spare time. After winning the title of single king for three consecutive months, he suddenly fainted and traveled through time.

Until he heard the followers around him shouting enthusiastically, "The Holy Master is both civil and martial, and will unify the martial arts world for thousands of years."

Zhang Yu was certain that he had traveled to the world of "Swordsman".

At this time, nine years have passed since the disappearance of the former leader, Dongfang Bubai, and the power of the sect is controlled by Yang Lianting.

In his previous life, Zhang Yu was very fond of martial arts novels and had read "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" twice.

He knew that Ren Woxing was plotted against by Dongfang Bubai and secretly imprisoned in the Meizhuang water prison in West Lake. He was rescued three years later by Xiang Wentian, Linghu Chong and others.

He knew that Feng Qingyang lived in seclusion on Mount Hua, and that there were stone carvings in secret caves that recorded the martial arts of various schools.

He also knew that the top martial arts book "The Book of the Sword of Exorcism" was hidden in the Buddhist temple of the Lin family's old house in Xiangyang Lane, Fuzhou, which later created the martial arts legend of "Four Sisters of Huashan, Father-in-law and Son-in-law in Red Dresses".

……

What can you do knowing this?
As a small deputy flag master, he couldn't even get down from the 100-foot Black Wood Cliff without orders. He had practiced the Sun Chasing Sword Technique for half a year, but it was just a common skill. He didn't even know what internal energy was.

Anyway, if we encounter a battle, at the command of the incense master, we have to rush forward screaming and shouting like the bull spirit in Journey to the West.

In the book, these characters are Passerby A, Bandit B, Villain C, and Corpse D, who don't even deserve names. They are small NPCs used to show their power in front of the male owner.

"I don't want to be a passerby!"

Zhang Yu picked up the iron knife and pushed away the body that was pressing on his legs. When the body turned over, he found that it was an acquaintance.

Wang Liyu, a flag master of Yunshuitang, is half a level higher than him and is in charge of more than twenty people.

Coming from the same village as the original owner, they traveled the world together, applying to various famous and upright sects to become disciples, dreaming of becoming heroes in white clothes and wielding swords. However, in the end, they both joined the evil cult that was despised by the righteous.

There was a bloody palm print on his chest, and judging from the degree of the depression, his internal organs were shattered.

Not long after the fight, Zhang Yu took the opportunity to lie down and pretend to be dead. He didn't know when Wang Liyu died or at whose hands.

"Go in peace."

Zhang Yu cut off three strands of hair and closed the dead man's eyes.
"The one who sends the message is where the soul is attached. I will take you home."

The sky was already dark, and a bright moon rose over the Jianxing Peak, casting its clear light far away.

Zhang Yu looked back, then turned and walked into the darkness.

Apart from the Sun and Moon Sect, he seems to have nowhere else to go as long as he wants to stay in this world.

Even masters like Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng were unable to control themselves, let alone him, a small soldier of the Demon Sect.

"In the Jianghu, one has no control over what one does."

"And the people of Jianghu are like gamblers who have lost their minds. They will never leave the table unless they lose everything!"

This is what Wang Liyu said to Zhang Yu when he was drunk the night before he joined the Sun and Moon Sect.

The headquarters of the Sun and Moon Sect, Heimu Cliff, is located to the east of Mount Heng, in Pingding Prefecture, Hebei Province.

Zhang Yu chose to go down the mountain from the south slope, and then turn back east to Blackwood Cliff, which only took half a day longer. He was so careful because he wanted to prevent the Five Mountains Sword Sect from chasing him along the way.
The sound of horse hooves came from behind.

Zhang Yu quickly jumped into a pit on the side of the road, gathered the fallen leaves on his body, and observed the situation outside through the gaps.

Two riders arrived on the moon.

The rider in front was wearing a green shirt, a scholar's cap on his head, three long beards under his chin, and a long sword at his waist.

"It's Yue Buqun."

Zhang Yu thought to himself that this was not good.

The place where he was hiding was only five or six meters away from the mountain path. Yue Buqun was a master of internal skills. If he heard his breathing, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Fortunately, I have this ring."

Zhang Yu took out a green jade ring from his bosom and put it on his right thumb. He immediately felt a sharp pain, as if the ring was digging into his flesh.

Then his breathing gradually slowed down, from once every three seconds to once every nine seconds.

The mind becomes clear, and the vision, hearing and smell become particularly sharp.

This was something he bought from a street stall using a customer's returned takeaway. It was also the only thing he brought with him after traveling through time.

Wang Liyu's only bet was his own life, and Zhang Yu got this green jade ring.

Seeing the green jade ring working, Zhang Yu felt relieved.

"Could this beautiful woman be Ning Zhongze? She doesn't look like she has ever given birth to a child."

"He has such a lovely wife, but he castrated himself to become a eunuch. Could it be that he is not only different from others, but also..."

The rider behind was a plain-clothed female knight, carrying a Jade Maiden Sword, with a dignified temperament. Although she was dressed as a woman, her eyes and eyebrows were still as heroic as ever, with a noble and inviolable demeanor.

"This is too much! Fei Bin chased eastwards by himself, but asked Brother to go south. It's obvious that he wanted to take all the credit for capturing the leader of the Demon Sect. It's a waste of our time to rush from Huashan to help after receiving the order from the leader."

"It is the Huashan Sect's duty to eliminate demons and defend the Way. Besides, I never intended to compete with Alliance Leader Zuo."

"Brother, you are not going to fight. How can Zuo Lengchan not fight? In the past two years, he has gathered underworld masters and instigated internal strife among the sects. I am afraid that he is not satisfied with being the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, but intends to annex our four sects."

Yue Buqun whispered: "In the martial arts world, strength is everything. Let's not talk about this anymore. Where are Chong'er and the others?"

"Chong'er has gone ahead with Lingshan and Dayou. He said he will wait at the Mountain God Temple at the foot of Mount Heng."

Yue Buqun frowned, "Why don't we go together? What is he up to? As the eldest disciple of Huashan, he always acts rashly, and even ignores his status to make friends with all kinds of people, drink and fight, and is arrogant and impetuous. How can he be worthy of the important responsibility of the sect?"

Ning Zhongze chuckled and said, "Young people need to be more creative after all. Besides, Chong'er is kind-hearted by nature. With a master like you, the 'Gentleman Sword', to guide him, he will definitely not fall into evil ways."

"Junior sister, you always make excuses for him..."

Yue Buqun looked worried and was about to say something when he suddenly pulled the reins and looked towards the woods.

Ning Zhongze hurriedly reined in his horse and asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

Yue Buqun looked around the woods and said, "Nothing, maybe I heard it wrong."

Zhang Yu huddled in the pile of dead leaves, holding his breath. He felt that he only took half a breath longer than a turtle. When will he be able to ride a horse and wield a sword and roam freely in the martial arts world?

"let's go."

The two men rode away.

Zhang Yu did not stand up immediately. His other skills had not improved in the past six months, but his experience points in playing dead and escaping were maxed out.

really.

Not long after, the sound of horse hooves disappeared and returned.

Yue Buqun shouted towards the forest: "Come out, I saw you a long time ago."

Zhang Yu felt a chill in his heart.

"As a dignified elder of the Demon Cult, the Flying Cloud Divine Ape, you should die if you want to. Why should you learn from those chicken-stealing and dog-stealing people?"

Cheating me!

Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Yue Buqun waited for a moment and said to himself: "Could it be that I heard it wrong?"

He looked around and rode away.

"Sure enough, he is the most hermaphroditic person in Laughing World!"

October is cold, with heavy frost at night.

Zhang Yu felt limp all over, with cold sweat pouring down his back. He was about to stand up when he suddenly became suspicious. What if Yue Buqun attacked him again?

ten minutes later.

Yue Buqun rode his horse back, looked around, and left without saying anything this time.

"Yue Buqun, I call you grandma!"

Zhang Yu cursed in his heart, but in the end he didn't dare to stand up.

He lay in the pile of dead leaves for half the night. He was afraid that he would snore, so he did not dare to fall asleep. He endured the cold of frost and dew, and the bites of mosquitoes. He was highly concentrated and the pain was no less than being tortured.

At midnight, the moon sets and crows cry.

"I just don't believe that Yue Buqun is still hiding."

"If that's the case, then I accept my fate!"

He climbed out of the pit and stood in the woods, waiting for the sharp sword that would stab him from somewhere.

For a long time, there was no movement.

Zhang Yu heaved a sigh of relief, struggled to take off the green jade ring, and walked forward in the dark along the forest beside the road. It goes without saying that he fell many times and was scratched by branches and thorns and left many bloody scratches.

We didn't go down the mountain until dawn.

After passing through the woods ahead, we will be out of Hengshan.

Just when Zhang Yu relaxed a little, a voice came from behind him.

"Remnant of the Demon Cult, we have been waiting for you for a long time, why don't you surrender!"

(End of this chapter)