Wu Yugang felt a little anxious when he saw that the leader seemed to have drunk too much.
Yang Mingjian said hurriedly: "Master Wu, we are still relatives. Why should I be dissatisfied with you? I am afraid that Wu Yugang drank too much. He is young and has many things to do. You said so? No?"
When Master Wu heard what Yang Mingjian said, he was also shocked. He was already so old and he was still in charge of the same branch. If you lose your composure in front of this young man you have never met before, you will inevitably be laughed at. This brave young man with a talent for art has a bright future. I, the leader, have lost face in front of him. Moreover, the Yang family and I are still as close as Qin and Jin. How does this make outsiders view it!
Seeing that Master Wu seemed to be thinking about something, Wu Yugang picked up the cup and said: "Master! I'm a little drunk. I hope you can forgive me!"
"Hey! There is no reason for young people not to drink. This is not a heroic demeanor! Young warriors should eat large portions of meat and drink from large bowls!" Master Wu spoke enthusiastically to Wu Yugang.
Yang Mingjian felt much more at ease when he saw Master Wu's expression improving. He is also afraid that his words will make things unpleasant for his family.
"Now is a time of crisis! It's good to drink less! Don't forget important things. We will have plenty of time to drink in the future!" Yang Mingjian tried to smooth things over, "Come on, come on! Let's drink this drink and rest for a while. We are all tired. It’s been a long time!”
"You stop me when I drink! Really!" Although Master Wu looked a little angry, he did not forget his identity.
Although it was a time of crisis, the family ate happily and satisfactorily, in a happy and harmonious way. After all, everything goes well with family.
It was already getting late, and Master Wu wanted to keep these two guests who had come from afar.
Wu Yugang politely said to Master Wu: "We've already caused trouble, so we'd better rush back overnight to avoid anything happening at home!"
"I think so too! Somehow, I can't let go. I always feel like something is wrong!" Yang Mingjian said thoughtfully.
Sect Master Wu tried hard to persuade him to stay, so he could only say: "Then it's up to you! But if there is something wrong with your horse, please write to us as soon as possible and we can help you come up with some countermeasures!"
"Okay! Duotongyouwu! Let's go!" Yang Mingjian and the other two said goodbye to Master Wu and rushed straight to Yangjiayu overnight.
This is a day and night trip. Wu Yugang took Yang Ming to see how fast he was going. Two days and two nights are hard for ordinary people to match. Although in reality the road is bumpy and the mountains are high and the rivers are far away, it is not a problem under the feet of Wu Yugang, a true immortal.
At dusk, Wu Yugang and Yang Mingjian came to the valley where Yangjiayu is located. But before entering the village, I heard shouts of killing in the village. In the mid-air in Yangjiayu, several people were fighting, inseparable.
Wu Yugang took a closer look and saw that it was Yang Wushuang who was fighting with two Taoist-looking people. These two Taoist disciples used magical weapons with extraordinary magical power. Yang Wushuang was able to defeat both of them, which didn't seem to be a difficult task.
Yang Mingjian asked anxiously: "What's going on! There's a fight! Let's go help quickly!"
After Wu Yugang looked at it, he said to his uncle: "Look, our mountain defense formation on the ground can still be maintained. We will find a way to outflank it and we can't mess around!"
"Okay! Just follow this plan!" In an emergency, Yang Mingjian agreed.
It turned out that after Wuweizi and Taoist Qingyang were defeated that day. Wuweizi ran away on his own. During the journey, Wuweizi couldn't help but think, this Taoist Master Qingyang no longer knows whether to live or die. It seems that a hundred years of Taoism has been destroyed. If I went to find him, there was nothing I could do. In this case, it is better to go back to Shushan directly and ask those people for help. After all, they have strength in numbers.
Wu Weizi, a meddlesome old man, hurried like a bereaved dog and panicked like a fish that slipped through the net. Riding the wind and anxious, he returned to Shushan.
As soon as he entered the gate of Shushan Mountain, Wuweizi shouted: "It's not good! Qingyang Road has been beaten and disappeared! I came back to deliver the message. Those people are so powerful! They are simply lawless!"
Elder Shushan, the demon holding a spiritual flag from another world, was furious when he heard Wu Weizi's words. Seeing Wuweizi's panicked look made him even more angry.
Elder Jingtian suppressed the anger in his heart and spoke loudly to Wuweizi: "Why are you panicking! There are so many people supporting you, what are you afraid of! Are those people chasing you!? This is simply unreasonable!"
The leaders on the side looked at Wuweizi curiously, not knowing what the real situation was! Waiting for what this person has to say.
When Wuweizi heard that he was being scolded, he gasped, helped his hair bun that was tilted to the side, and said to the elder: "Those people are so powerful! You didn't see it! Taoist Qingyang's practice has been ruined. I couldn’t resist, so I ran back to move troops!”
"What's all the fuss about! Don't they have magic weapons? You've never seen the world!" Patriarch Jingtian scolded.
Although Wuweizi was angry in his heart, he still asked others not to get angry when facing his ancestor, and continued: "Although there are no magic weapons, there is a child there who is miserable when he comes out. I have been practicing Taoism for hundreds of years. It’s hard to beat his cold aura. We are defeated by this kid! It’s so powerful!”
"A child is worthy of your fuss, and you were defeated by a child! Where did your cultivation go! You still have the nerve to say it!" Elder Shushan became angry when he heard Wuweizi speak, and he couldn't help but burst out.
When the heads of various sects heard this, they started talking about it. Isn’t it just a Tai Chi Gate? How could it lead to so many things, and there was also a prodigy to help. Such things are rare. It seems that the practice of this Taiji sect is extraordinary, so the rumors must be believed!
Liu Xiahui, the head of the Qingcheng Sect, asked Wuweizi doubtfully: "You said there is a child with a miserable Yinfeng. Is it more powerful than my Qingyou Divine Art? What kind of person is he? Tell us quickly!"
Kunlun, Huashan, Kongtong, Wudang and some small sects are all flocking to this and want to know the specific truth.
Master Songxi, the head of Wudang, was also puzzled: "Wudang is the birthplace of Tai Chi. How come there are such miserable practitioners in Tai Chi? These are not Tai Chi disciples. Maybe they have another background!"
Upon hearing the puzzled inquiries from the leaders, Wuweizi replied: "We were fighting that banshee of Tai Chi, and a little boy appeared out of nowhere. He looked like a teenager and wielded a short black stick. He claims to be some boy from the underworld of Yin Cao, saying that Qingyang has stolen the Nether Fire of Yin Cao and is here to catch the thief! He also beats him whenever he comes and never talks much!"
"Where is such a child!? Is he from Taiji Sect?" Everyone asked.
"Apparently she is from the Taiji sect, and she also calls that banshee sister!" Wuweizi spoke unabashedly. (To be continued)