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After the meal, Zhuo Yihang personally took Yunlan and Hamaya to the guest room where they were temporarily staying. "Miss Yun, you guys go to bed early. I have to go to Master to see what needs to be done. When the martial arts conference is over, we will go to the hotel again." Let’s catch up on old times.”

Yun Lan smiled and nodded, "Mr. Zhuo, go and do your work. We will call the servants if we need anything."

The eight major sects gathered together. During this period, Zhuo Yihang had endless things to do every day in order to take care of everyone. The day of the meeting was finally coming. He had to discuss the details with his master. He nodded and turned around to leave. .

Hamaya followed Yun Lan into the guest room and asked curiously: "Master, Mr. Zhuo is the top disciple of Wudang? How do you know each other?"

Yun Lan used her consciousness to scan the situation inside and outside the room and the yard so that she could leave quickly if something happened. She turned around and looked at her with a smile and said, "It's not the kind of relationship you thought, it's just ordinary friends. Back then Ji Wushuang, who he killed for his master, was never seen again."

Hamaya raised her eyebrows, obviously not believing that it was that simple. In her opinion, the master was a strange woman. She must have had some special experiences to be devoid of desire at a young age. "Master Zhuo is very skilled in martial arts. If the master doesn't take action, , he is the leader of the martial arts alliance. If you still look down on such an excellent master, wouldn’t it mean that others are even less worthy of you?”

Yun Lan laughed and said: "Life is not a martial arts competition, how can we judge by the strength of martial arts? People with high reputations in the world may not necessarily be good men. Maybe the farmers plowing the fields down the mountain are more suitable for a stable life. You, but Don't be limited by the world. As for your master and me, if you are dedicated to martial arts, you will never have a master in this life. "

Hamaya said oh, walked to the bed and spread a quilt for Yun Lan, "Master, are you going to rest now?"

"Go to rest early. It's not easy to walk around in other people's territory. It's better to recharge your batteries and prepare for tomorrow's martial arts competition. You have to perform well then." She is now the leader, standing with other leaders of various factions. At the same level, it is naturally difficult to take action. The only way to compete in martial arts at that time is with Hamaya and the few disciples he brought.

On the other hand, Zhuo Yihang left the guest room and walked to Zhenren Ziyang's residence. As he walked, he thought about whether there was anything missing in the various arrangements. He had never cared about such trivial matters in the past. His unruly personality made him dislike any restraints placed on him. However, after his sweetheart died, he fell silent for a long time and recalled over and over again the several times the two of them met. Among them It also included what Lian Nishang said when he proposed to retire from the world.

The more times he recalled it, he also felt that what Lian Nishang said made sense. He thought of things too simply. There were so many ties in the world, and it never said that he could just quit if he quit! Moreover, his master is already old. Can he really leave his master and live a free life? From then on, he began to listen to his master's words, try to get in touch with Wudang's internal affairs, try to analyze the trends of various factions in the Jianghu, and gradually took over many trivial matters that he once disliked. Until now, he has become more and more involved with the Jianghu. , I can no longer let go of my sect and brothers.

He Luhua was waiting halfway, and as soon as he saw his figure, he walked out and stopped him, "Junior brother, I have something to tell you."

Zhuo Yihang raised his head and frowned, his face turned cold, "Senior sister, what's the matter?"

He Luhua became angry when he saw his expression, and opened his mouth to ask: "Junior brother, you are an elite disciple of our Wudang sect. In the future, you should not do things like guiding others. It is detrimental to your identity and will make people look down on Wudang!" "

"Headmaster Yun and I are old acquaintances. It's just a courtesy to send them to the guest room. Is this just what Senior Sister wants to say? I have to go to Master's place. If I have nothing else to do, I'll leave." Zhuo Yihang turned around and looked. Looking at the pond not far away, he didn't want to continue talking to her, but the master always emphasized that the sect should be united, and he didn't want to cause conflicts here because of trivial matters.

He Luhua has been in love with Zhuo Yihang since she was a teenager. She thinks that the two are childhood sweethearts and their relationship is extraordinary. Who knows that Zhuo Yihang is always so lukewarm towards her, even if she wants to compete for the position of leader? He seemed not to care, which made her feel depressed. She thought that her attitude should not be too strong, so she took a deep breath to suppress her temper, and whispered softly: "Junior brother, it's not the senior sister who has more control. You still have little experience and don't know how to distinguish between good and bad women. What is the use of that head Yun?" She established such a large sect in just one year, who knows what tricks she used? Moreover, she is so beautiful, and there must be countless people who admire her, but she is always alone for some reason. Senior sister is also worried that you will be deceived by her. "

She smiled and continued: "Junior brother, you also know how I feel about you. We are both Wudang disciples. No matter what happens in the future, there will be no conflict. If you like someone from outside, it will be like that demon sect." The wolf girl is not in vain in the end..."

"Senior sister!" Zhuo Yihang turned to look at her and said expressionlessly, "Who I like is my private matter and I don't need anyone else to ask! And I don't have anyone I admire now. Senior sister is too worried. I want to go Master, I'm sorry."

Doesn't it mean that he doesn't have feelings for her if he doesn't have someone he admires? He Luhua breathed out in his chest, turned around and looked at his back and shouted: "Junior brother! You have never cared about the affairs of the sect, and you are also emotional. I am the most suitable for the position of leader. Only I can lead Wudang smoothly. Tomorrow Martial arts conference...you..."

She looked at Zhuo Yihang, pursed her lips and said no more. Zhuo Yihang paused for a moment, but did not say what she wanted to hear, "Since senior sister has this intention, let's each rely on our own abilities." After that, He left quickly, ignoring He Luhua's shouts.

He Luhua was stunned in disbelief. Every time she mentioned the position of leader in the past, Zhuo Yihang always looked uninterested. Why did he say "each one depends on his ability" when it was time to pass on the position? Could it be that, as his father said, he was just hiding his clumsiness?

Zhuo Yihang ignored what she was thinking and walked directly to Zhenren Ziyang's door. He lowered his head, straightened his clothes and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Master Ziyang's slightly aged voice came out. Zhuo Yihang lowered his eyes and suddenly realized that his master was really old. He walked into the room and carefully explained the arrangements for tomorrow's martial arts competition to Master Ziyang. Master Ziyang stroked his beard and nodded happily, saying with a smile: "Yihang, I feel relieved to see you are so sensible. You have been with me since you were young." You are extremely stubborn and have an innocent and kind temperament. As a teacher, I have always been afraid that you would not be able to shoulder the burden of the martial arts. Fortunately, you have grown up. "

Zhuo Yihang felt a little bitter when he heard his master's sigh. It turned out that he had worried his master for so many years, and he had always thought that he was doing a good job. He thought about breaking away from the world all day long, but he did not share any of the burden for his master. , no wonder Miss Lian would reject him, he simply cannot be relied upon or trusted.

"Yihang, you must perform well in the conference tomorrow and win the first place. Then the master will pass on the position of leader and alliance leader to you. You will be the leader of the next generation. Don't let the master down." Ziyang Zhenren's mood He was really nice, he didn't put on a serious look, and looked kindly at the disciples he had taught with all his heart for many years.

Zhuo Yihang smiled, walked behind him, squeezed his shoulders, and whispered: "Master, senior sister just stopped me... and said she wanted to become the leader."

Master Ziyang frowned, shook his head and sighed, "Your uncle has been causing trouble for you all these years just to pave the way for Lu Hua. Speaking of which, if it weren't for you, Lu Hua would indeed be the best candidate, but she My talent is too low and my diligence is not enough, I am far behind you! Alas..."

He turned to look at Zhuo Yihang and asked tentatively: "Master Yi, it seems that Luhua has a deep love for you. You two are childhood sweethearts. Have you ever thought about marrying her? In this case, your master must be I won’t make things difficult for you anymore.”

"Master, my apprentice only has a friendship with my senior sister, nothing more." Zhuo Yihang lowered his eyes and continued to massage his master's shoulders, unaffected by his words.

Upon seeing this, Master Ziyang knew that his apprentice really didn't like He Luhua. He had been single all his life and did not require his apprentice to marry a wife. He gave up after asking, picked up the sword on the table, rubbed it, and said: "One Hang, this sword is called Ling Xiao. It is extremely sharp. I got it from my master ten years ago by chance. Today, I will pass it on to you. I hope you can practice swordsmanship well in the future, punish rape and eliminate evil, and expel demons and foreigners. clansman!”

Zhuo Yihang stopped and took the sword. He saw that it was the sword that his master often wiped and cherished. Suddenly he felt that the burden on his shoulders was much heavier. He raised his head and saw his master's white hair. He hesitated for a moment. He still asked: "Master, why do we have to be enemies with others? Ji Wushuang is dead, and the Demon Sect is now divided into pieces and can't make a difference. Wouldn't it be better for us to practice martial arts and swordsmanship on Wudang Mountain? Why do we have to participate? What about the dispute between Jianghu and Jianghu?"

Master Ziyang stared into his eyes and asked him, "You are kind to them, are they kind to you? Jianghu is never a place where you can be alone. If you don't want to participate, the enemy will force you to participate. Nowadays, foreigners are invading. The Demon Cult is their minions, so since we have learned martial arts, we must do our part! If you don’t expel all the foreigners, how can the common people live a stable life? Even if you withdraw from the world, the world will be affected. It’s chaos, and no one can really stay out of it.”

Zhuo Yihang stared blankly at the sword in his hand. Even though he knew the truth, he was still a kind-hearted person who liked ordinary life. He traveled abroad and saw with his own eyes that the enemy's people were divided into good and bad. , just as he knew that the children of the eight major sects were also divided into good and bad, he could not convince himself to slaughter all the enemies without considering good and evil.

Master Ziyang shook his head and sighed: "Yihang, when you only thought about them and wanted to let them live, did they think about your fellow people? Did they hesitate when they killed people from the Central Plains? Have they ever been soft-hearted and kind?"

Zhuo Yihang was shocked. Thinking of the innocent people who died tragically in the fight and the brothers who lost their lives to the enemy, he gritted his teeth. Maybe he should really strengthen his faith, choose a camp and not waver!

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