Wu Yuguang was thinking complacently about his wishful thinking and was secretly happy in his heart.
At this time, Master Songxi said to his disciples, "People in the martial arts world are envious of each other! Making enemies is the biggest disaster, because hatred must be repaid. It is not easy to survive in the world, and you cannot do things to the extreme just to become famous! Leave room for maneuver when doing things, which is good for both others and yourself! You must remember to think twice before doing anything, and don't act on impulse. Some grudges are caused by lack of thinking. Sometimes taking a step back will open up a new world."
Several Wudang disciples agreed and continued to walk hurriedly on the rugged road, walking at a fast pace. They did not slow down because of the narrowness and steepness of the mountain road.
Master Songxi blamed himself and said: "I made a mistake in this decision, and you are suffering with it!"
The Wudang disciples said, "Master, please don't blame yourself! We haven't been out for a long time. It's good to come out this time. We have learned a lot. We just need to leave this troubled place as soon as possible to avoid any accidents!"
Wu Yugang looked at the Wudang disciples going away and admired them in his heart. What a wise master, worthy of the name of the righteous way. And these disciples are even more knowledgeable and sensible. The master taught them well! They can withstand misunderstandings and save their own hearts. He taught his disciples by words and deeds without losing his master's true nature. He is a rare master of this generation. What's more, when he saved himself, he also saved others. Such a master is rare and hard to find.
But why did this happen? Wu Yugang was puzzled.
The departure of Wudang Sect was actually related to the people who fled from the attack on Yangjiayu. Nineteen people left, but only eight returned, and many sects suffered losses.
As soon as the eight people entered the gate of Shushan, they were surrounded by disciples from various sects outside the main hall, asking what happened. These people were injured and still in shock. They struggled to break through the crowd and entered the meeting hall, and sat down in a mess at the door of the hall.
In the hall, the leaders of various sects gathered here, talking with the Shushan Jingtian Patriarch and understanding things. Seeing the disciples suddenly coming in and lying in all directions, the people in the room were full of doubts.
Patriarch Jingtian asked loudly: "Are you returning victorious? Why are you in such a mess? "
At this time, Shu Daozi, the Shushan disciple who was seriously injured in the back, panted and said sadly: "It's terrible. Only a few of us managed to escape. The others can't come back! They were killed by Taiji Sect and it's hard to survive."
Hearing this, all the leaders in the hall were shocked. Could it be that they really encountered a strong enemy? How majestic were the disciples when they left? Now they have returned empty-handed and covered with wounds. Some of them didn't know where they died. It's shocking. Isn't it just a Tai Chi sect? The Taoism is so profound that people can't underestimate it!
The leaders and disciples of various sects were anxious when they saw this scene. They looked for their own disciples among these people, and they could only feel at ease when they saw them. Everyone in the room was already worried.
"What kind of monster made you so miserable? It's just a small Tai Chi sect! Tell me what happened!" Patriarch Jingtian asked his disciples.
At this time, the disciples who had returned had already stood up and came to their own masters, healing their wounds and telling each other the truth. As for the disciples who had never returned, the masters and disciples were furious. For a moment, anger filled the entire meeting room.
Shu Daozi and his fellow apprentice Shu Shanzi endured the great pain physically and mentally, and said to Elder Jingtian in a glance: "Master, please forgive us. We are incompetent and lost the treasure you gave us. It was really a last resort. Those people were too powerful. We are lucky to be able to save our lives. I hope you will forgive us!"
Upon hearing this, Elder Jingtian became furious: "You lost the treasure! Why didn't you lose it yourself? How did you make such a promise before you left? Now you have failed miserably, how can you save our dignity! Tell me quickly! Who is the person with such high martial arts skills that caused you to lose!" The two apprentices listened silently to their master's scolding.
The disciples of Emei Sect, Leng Yan and Leng Xue, were injured, but they were lucky. The situation of other sects was completely different.
Liu Yan, a disciple of Qingcheng, inquired about the whereabouts of his two senior brothers, but to no avail. He said to his master sadly: "You must not let the two senior brothers die in vain, you must avenge them! You cannot let those monsters go!" Liu Xiahui was sad and speechless, thinking about how to avenge his disciple.
Ma Yunqing and Liu Yunlu of Kunlun Sect shouted, "We must avenge our brother! We cannot let those evil people from Taiji go! We cannot let our brother die in vain!"
Hua Yueyang, the head of Huashan, was indignant at the loss of his two beloved disciples, and his disciple Wang Yuyang wanted to avenge his junior brother. Qingguang, a disciple of Kongtong Sect, was clamoring to settle accounts with the Taiji demon. The disciples of Maoshan Sect, Fuzhuan Sect, Zhengyi Sect and Laoshan Sect left and never returned, and the head of the sect was even more indignant. He found the ancestor to seek a solution.
The two Wudang disciples who went there were slightly injured and were not seriously injured. While healing one of the disciples, he said to his master, Master Songxi: "Master! Although we were defeated this time, we did not embarrass you. It's just that those people are too powerful, and our own cultivation is still shallow." Songxi listened to his disciple's words in silence.
The hall was in chaos, and the various factions had no time to care about each other. They were all busy with their own affairs.
At this time, the disciple next to him said to Master Songxi: "Master! We have another secret!" This sentence shocked the master.
Master Songxi said: "What's the situation? Tell me quickly!"
The disciple bandaged his wound and looked around to see if anyone was paying attention to them. He then said to his master, "The Taiji Sect is indeed full of masters, not ordinary people can match them. Moreover, there are many strange people helping us. We are no match for them at all! And that strange person has a close relationship with you. He is Master An Guo of the Chunyang Palace. What do you say we should do? We have no choice but to flee back in defeat!"
"Did you see it clearly? It was indeed Master An Guo?" Sect Leader Songxi was a little confused.
"It's absolutely true! Moreover, Master Anguo even calls a disciple of Tai Chi "senior brother!" another Wudang disciple added.
Master Songxi was silent in thought for a while, then suddenly stood up and walked in front of the Shushan elders, saying loudly: "Forgive me, Grandmaster. We are busy with matters waiting to be dealt with. I will take my leave now. Please don't blame me, Grandmaster!"
After saying this, before the ancestor could reply, Master Songxi had already quickly walked out of the courtyard with his disciples and left Shushan without looking back.
Patriarch Jingtian looked at Master Songxi who was going away and cursed: "Coward! Deserter! Get out of here! The farther the better!"
The people from other small sects were angry when they saw this scene, and they were also pointing fingers. They were indignant about the departure of the master. One wave of turmoil had not yet subsided when another wave of turmoil arose. People swarmed around the old ancestor Jingtian and asked for an explanation. (To be continued)