blogombal Chapter 131 Expelled from the Mountain Gate
Chapter 131 Expelled from the Mountain Gate
Chapter 131 Expelled from the Mountain Gate
Kaifeng Prefecture, Drum Tower Street.
As dusk approached, the wine flags on the street corner fluttered in the evening breeze, swaying back and forth in the twilight.
Linghu Chong sat by the window.
Three empty wine jars lay on the table, lying haphazardly, with wine still seeping from their mouths, dripping down the edge of the table and pooling on the floor.
He didn't know how much he had drunk, nor did he know how he had staggered all the way from Mount Hua to Kaifeng.
He remembered that when he came out of Zhengqi Hall that day, behind him were his fellow disciples kneeling on the ground pleading for mercy, and in front of him was a long road leading down the mountain.
Kaifeng.
He's never been here before, but that doesn't matter anymore.
It doesn't matter where you go.
Linghu Chong picked up the bowl, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.
The liquor poured down my throat, spicy and pungent, like a knife cutting from my throat all the way down to my stomach.
He stared blankly at the last bit of wine at the bottom of the bowl for a while, then poured himself another bowl.
He thought about what had happened in the past few months, and the more he thought about it, the more it felt like a dream.
Three months ago, at Jade Maiden Peak.
The days spent facing the wall were incredibly difficult.
He would spend all day staring at a big rock, watching the sunrise and sunset, and counting the stars and the moon.
Sometimes he felt like he was turning into that stone, covered in moss, and he grew a beard, neither of them stronger than the other.
Fortunately, his junior sister Yue Lingshan would bring him meals almost every day, which was his only comfort.
In his spare time, he began to practice swordsmanship.
While wildly stabbing at the rocks with his sword, he actually managed to pierce a hole in one of the rocks in the cave.
Driven by curiosity, he entered the cave and discovered an even larger cave inside.
Inside this cave, there are countless corpses, all of which have turned into bones, while many words and paintings are carved on the surrounding rock walls.
The text contained insults directed at the Five Mountains Sword Sect.
The illustrations depict the martial arts moves and countermeasures of the Five Mountains Sword Sect.
After examining the painting closely, he was suddenly terrified.
The moves depicted in the painting represent the profound martial arts techniques of the Five Mountains Sword Sects, some of which have even been lost to time.
However, the method of breaking the spell was even more ingenious, completely shattering the martial arts of the Five Mountains Sword Sect.
He didn't want to practice at first, but he was so bored that he started practicing the moves on the rock wall.
After rigorous training, he achieved considerable results. His junior sister was always thoroughly defeated by him, and he always had to coax her to keep her from getting angry.
Just as he was feeling smug about his swordsmanship, an old man appeared.
The old man not only commented that his swordsmanship was not very good, but also said that Yue Buqun had turned a great talent into a stupid ox or a wooden horse.
He was furious when he heard this, because he had always respected Yue Buqun.
Enraged, he began to challenge the old man.
But after fighting back and forth, he was always defeated in one move.
He was convinced.
No wonder the old man spoke so arrogantly.
The old man then revealed his identity, claiming to be Feng Qingyang, a senior disciple of Yue Buqun.
Through this period of observation, Feng Qingyang felt that his personality and temperament were very compatible with his own.
Therefore, he decided to reveal himself and teach him the Dugu Nine Swords.
The core principle of the Dugu Nine Swords is simple: to make good use of sword techniques without being bound by any particular move.
He loved this kind of swordsmanship the most, so he learned it very quickly, mastering the Dugu Nine Swords in just seven or eight days.
Seeing that he had mastered the swordsmanship, Feng Qingyang left.
Before leaving, Feng Qingyang hoped that he would not mention his existence to anyone, nor did he wish to appear in front of the world in any way.
No sooner had Feng Qingyang left than his junior brother Lu Dayou arrived.
Lu Dayou told him that the Songshan Sect, Taishan Sect, and Hengshan Sect had brought three sword sects to vie for the position of Huashan Sect leader.
More than 30 years ago, the Huashan School was divided into the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect. The former focused on sword techniques and used internal energy as a supplement, while the latter focused on internal energy and used sword techniques as a supplement.
This led to a conflict between the two factions, with each believing the other to be a heretic or evil sect.
Ultimately, the two sects fought each other within their own faction, and now only the Qi Sect remains, while the Sword Sect has been wiped out.
Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze both belong to the Qi Sect.
I wonder where the Sword Sect people have suddenly appeared from.
He was very anxious, worried that his master Yue Buqun, being a gentleman, would voluntarily relinquish the position of sect leader. So, disregarding his punishment of being confined to the wall, he went down the mountain with Lu Dayou.
Upon arriving at the Hall of Righteousness, a fellow named Cheng Buyou had already confronted his master's wife, Ning Zhongze.
He immediately stepped forward and confronted Cheng Buyou.
Cheng Buyou thrust his sword forward, the sword was fast and ruthless, and in a flash the sword light reached his chest.
He didn't even draw his sword; he simply sidestepped the blade, then casually swung his hand, and the scabbard smashed into Cheng Buyou's wrist.
Cheng Buyou's sword flew out of his hand and stuck to a tree trunk five zhang away. The sword vibrated and hummed for more than a dozen times before it stopped.
"You, you..."
This guy kept saying "you" for ages, but couldn't come up with anything coherent.
Feng Buping's expression changed.
He pushed Cheng Buyou aside and stepped in himself.
Feng Buping's swordsmanship was far superior to Cheng Buyou's. He swung his sword one after another, fast and ruthless, the sword light weaving a net that enveloped him.
If it were a contest of internal strength and swordsmanship, he would certainly be no match for Feng Buping.
But in a swordsmanship contest alone, he easily defeated Feng Buping.
He remembered clearly how Feng Buping stared at him as if he'd seen a ghost after losing that match, and he had no reason to stay any longer.
However, before leaving, Feng Buping said something.
"Linghu Chong, you should be the head of the Huashan Sect."
After saying that, Feng Buping led his men away in a dejected manner.
He didn't take it to heart at the time.
I even felt a little amused. Him as the sect leader?
Drinking every day, and nobody cares?
That's quite beautiful.
He returned to the mountain and continued his solitary meditation.
But a few days later, the master went up the mountain.
He remembered the atmosphere on Jade Maiden Peak that day.
The master stood in front of that big rock, his back to him, holding the long sword he never parted with.
The mountain wind made Master's blue robe flutter, but Master stood there, motionless, like a stone statue.
"Chong'er".
Yue Buqun spoke, his voice calm.
The calmness made Linghu Chong uneasy.
"You've come down the mountain."
Linghu Chong's throat went dry, and he swallowed.
"Disciple...disciple heard that the Sword Sect and the Songshan Sect were attacking, and in a moment of panic, he..."
"In a moment of desperation."
Yue Buqun repeated his words, his voice still calm.
"Is facing the wall in repentance something that can be done in a moment of panic, and then one can simply go down the mountain?"
Linghu Chong opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
Yue Buqun turned around.
Those gazes, like two swords, pierced Linghu Chong's heart.
"Where did you learn that swordsmanship?"
Linghu Chong remained silent.
He had promised Senior Feng Qingyang that he would not reveal a single word.
Yue Buqun waited for a while, and seeing that he didn't speak, asked again.
"Where did it come from?"
"This disciple...cannot speak."
"Do you know what Feng Buping said when he left?"
When Yue Buqun suddenly said this, Linghu Chong's heart tightened.
He said, "You should be the head of the Huashan Sect."
Yue Buqun's gaze fell on his face, like two knives.
"Don't you also think that you should be the leader of the Huashan Sect?"
"This disciple dares not!"
"You don't dare?"
"You learned a sword technique of dubious origin, went down the mountain on your own, and fought off the enemy. No one is your match."
"Feng Buping says you're a candidate for sect leader, and heroes all over the land are talking about your name. What do you think, your master?"
He opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
"Chong'er, I raised you from childhood and have always regarded you as my own child."
"I will teach you martial arts, I will teach you how to be a good person, and I hope that you will bring glory to the Huashan sect in the future."
Yue Buqun paused.
"But what you did today has greatly disappointed your teacher."
He turned around, his back to Linghu Chong.
"I won't force you to reveal the origin of your sword technique. But you went down the mountain without permission, violating the sect rules, and you must be punished."
"From this day forward, you are no longer a disciple of the Huashan Sect."
Linghu Chong froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.
"Master, Master..."
"Go."
His teacher's wife, Ning Zhongze, his junior sister, Liang Fa, Shi Daizi, Lu Dayou, and others all pleaded for him.
Of course, he didn't just turn around and leave.
Instead, he knelt at the entrance of the Righteousness Hall for three days and three nights until he fainted, but his master Yue Buqun did not come out to see him.
Instead, his junior sister secretly took him back to her residence and took care of him.
He thought at the time that his master had changed his mind.
But his junior sister told him to go down the mountain first and deal with the rest later, as their master was in a bad mood.
Then he went down the mountain.