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Ten days later, Faang Hui and the Fire Spirit Sword bid farewell to the Nine Flower Sect and left for Hu Guang. Faang Hui won another two rounds in the sect competition, Xuan Xun asked Sect Leader to become a deacon disciple because of his junior's age. Although he was no match for Eldest Martial Brother Zhang Shan, in the end, he still awarded the Fire Spirit Sword as a reward for his kindness.

Five days after the examination, the sect ordered Faang Hui to expel himself from the sect based on his mixed internal and external knowledge and his impurities in martial arts. Although the disciples were puzzled, none of them dared to raise any objections when they saw the frosty expression on Sect Leader's and Xuan Ji's faces. They were discussing what had happened behind their backs.

Faang Hui transferred from Jiuhua to Jianghuai, Shujiang up the Yangtze River, Faang Hui's heart was like a tide. He had left the sect for a while, and had experienced a lot in the past, always taking the sect as a support. Now that he had left the sect, he still felt that he had been without a family for more than twenty years, and his hands were empty.

Liu Tie originally wanted to look for the two Martial Dragon Elders in the Chizhou, but after some thought, within Marquis Nanyang's residence, the Imperial Guard mentioned that Marquis Nanyang had killed nine of his subordinates outside of Chizhou. Within the Chizhou, there would definitely be more Imperial Guard spies. After thinking about it, Wu Tie and the other two had not finished. Huang Yuan was the daughter of the hero, Huang Yunlong, and she had a good relationship with Old Testament Alliance, so she had to go find her whereabouts. The reason why he was chased out of the clan walls by Jiuhua was actually because of the feud between the Imperial Guard and the old tribe of the Yan King. Since he was forced to do it, he reckoned that the large sects such as Shaolin and Wudang would not be affected by it.

There were seventy-two arrowheads, thirty-six rocks hanging in the middle of a cliff, twenty-four streams flowing in a torrent, eleven holes in a cloud of fog, and nine stone tablets. The main peak, known as "a pillar to support the sky," the surrounding peaks tilt to the main peak, forming a "ten thousand mountains to the dynasty" of wonder. It had been over a hundred years since the founding of Taiji Founder Zhang Sanfeng's sect, and the Taiji Sword Sect had gradually spread through the martial arts world from vulgar disciples. At this time, Taoist Master Sect Leaderdong was the second disciple of Wudang's second hero, Yu Lianzhou, and had a very high reputation in the martial arts world.

When Faang Hui reached the foot of the mountain, he met some guests and stopped reporting about the name of Jiuhua Sect. He only said that he was a friend of the martial world, a visiting Wudang disciple, Wen Sen. Wen Sen had been approved by his sect to leave the mountain the previous day, and got drunk with the other disciples at the foot of the mountain. He said that he was going to Jiuhua Mountain today to look for his old friends. Faang Hui's heart tightened. He knew that Wen Sen was in a bad situation. After a few more questions, he said that Wen Sen had personally reported to his sect that he had left the mountain, and his sect had agreed to help him, so he could still be considered a Wudang disciple.

Faang Hui calculated that since he came to Wudang, Wen Sen would come to Jiuhua to look for him. Could it be that he had missed something along the way, so after asking about the situation in the town, he immediately left the Wudang and went after Wen Sen.

After walking for a few miles, the wind rustled on both sides of the road. Pine waves could be seen in every direction. It was extremely comfortable. He heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him as they galloped closer to him. Faang Hui was calculating the route, so he had to first go to the town where the guest had instructed him to look for Wen Sen. Perhaps he was drunk yesterday and didn't even know that there would be trouble if he were to catch up. If it was a normal day when there was such an urgent matter and he heard the sound of horse hooves, Faang Hui would definitely try to snatch the horse. But at this moment, he was at the foot of the Wudang Mountain, not daring to act rashly no matter what.

In the midst of his contemplation, the horse arrived so quickly that he was already behind him as he gasped for breath. Faang Hui dodged to the side of the road. The rider on the horse had a silk rein and was a good horse. The rider looked at Faang Hui and asked, "Brother, may I ask if we can get closer to the left side of Qilin Town?"

Faang Hui raised his head and looked at the man. He was dressed in a snow-white robe, spotless, with long eyebrows, a high nose, red lips and white teeth, and eyes like lacquer. He was about the same age as Faang Hui, so he was gentle and polite. He immediately answered with a smile, "It should be within a few miles. I will be there in the blink of an eye."

However, he turned his horse around and asked: "Brother, you are carrying a Longsword, coming from the direction of the Wudang Mountain, are you a Wudang disciple?"

Faang Hui bowed and replied: "I am not a Wudang disciple. A little pawn in the martial arts world, only came to Wudang to find a friend of mine."

The rider said, "Oh. I know a few of the younger disciples. Who are you looking for?" Faang Hui was surprised for a moment, and thought that this person was quite warm-hearted, and replied carefully: "Thank you for your kind intentions, but I have already stepped onto the Wudang, and that friend of mine just happened to be not here."

The rider made a sound of acknowledgement but didn't say anything else. He cupped his hands in farewell and left in a cloud of dust.

It was almost time, Faang Hui rushed to the small town in front of him. This was the Qilin Town that he had mentioned earlier, and at the foot of the Wudang, there were many people coming and going, it was quite lively. Faang Hui asked Wen Sen about the inn where they drank and went straight to.

After entering the inn, he looked up and saw a man in white robes sitting at the table. He was the rider he had met on the way here earlier. The person who was ordering the dishes looked up and saw Faang Hui. He laughed and said, "Brother, where have we not met before? This little brother is here to chat."

Faang Hui hurriedly said, "It is indeed fate to meet you in person. But when I visit my friends, I have to do something for myself. I don't dare to stay."

The man in white smiled indifferently, and said: "Brother, you have also come to visit friends. Coming down from the Wudang Mountain, you are the same as me, is the person you know Wudang, Wen Sen?"

Faang Hui was surprised, but then he remembered, he also came to find Wen Sen, at the same time he was guided here by the Daoist. At that time, Faang Hui was surprised, but then he remembered, he also came to find Wen Sen, at the same time he was told to come to Wen Sen, at the same time he was to be pointed out by the Daoist.

He couldn't help but mutter in his heart, Old Testament Alliance rules. The less friends we have with the martial arts world, the better it is, Wen Sen has always been very careful, unlike his brother Wen Kwung, this man in white is unknown, and is obviously a character in the martial arts world. I don't know what relationship he has with Wen Sen.

While he was thinking, he saw a group of passersby across from him. The group of people were shouting their numbers, and they were actually from the Renwu Escort Office of Shaanxi Province. Faang Hui pulled his horse to the side and thought to himself, from Shaanxi to Hu Guang, this place can't be considered close, this Renwu Escort Office also has some reputation in the martial arts world, looking at the team, there are a few Escort Xian who have high martial arts skills, but no one knows what they are betting on.

On the other side, when they saw Faang Hui hiding by the side of the road and casually asking how far away Wudang Mountain was, Faang Hui didn't say much and continued moving forward.

They chased him all the way to the pier by the Changjiang River, but didn't see any trace of Wen Sen. They asked the dockworkers, and also said that they had never seen any Wudang disciples. Faang Hui thought that since this place was only a few dozen kilometers away from the Wudang, there was no need for Wen Sen to hide his tracks. Coming from the Wudang to Jiuhua was a must, Wen Sen had never been here before, so something must have happened on the way.

As he thought about it, he turned the horse around and walked back. After walking for a few miles, he saw the people from Renwu Escort Office from afar. The horse carriages were scattered all over the place, and corpses were scattered everywhere. Faang Hui was shocked. The red wheel had fallen to the west, and there was no one on the official road. It was cold and desolate, and the body of the escort company was laid bare.

Faang Hui looked up and saw a white horse dead in the middle of the road dozens of steps away. Faang Hui looked up and saw a white horse dead in the middle of the road dozens of steps away.

Faang Hui felt a chill run down his spine. As he got closer to the left, he saw a line of blood dripping onto the mountain road beside the white horse. After a few steps, he saw a green cloth hanging on the branch. It must have been worn by the rider. Faang Hui pondered for a while, then unleashed a massacre at the bottom of Wudang. The culprit was said to be extremely daring, and furthermore, the skills of the people in Renwu Escort Office were clearly not bad, and if the culprit's martial arts were not extremely high, then the culprit must be an extremely large number. Everyone pounced on the Wudang, and in the process of dying, the Wudang Sect had no reason to not act.

He thought that he and the rider had gone up to the Wudang to look for Wen Sen today, and now that Wen Sen had disappeared without a trace, he had met up with the Wudang and shared his name, which inevitably led to suspicions that he was the culprit. He really could not bear this blame, and it would be better to report to the Wudang quickly. After making up his mind, he spurred his horse forward and dashed towards the Wudang.