When Lu Qingyun learned that Jingxuan and Jinghui had come to Wudang, he informed Zhidong to lead them to the small courtyard where the original master, Uncle Song Yuanqiao, arranged for him to live, and then left the back mountain with Yang Yaoqin.
When he came to the small courtyard, he saw the two people who were tired from work and asked: "Jingxuan, Jinghui, has something happened in Emei?"
"Senior Brother Lu is in trouble, Junior Sister Zhiruo has been kidnapped!"
When Jingxuan saw Lu Qingyun, he hurriedly explained what happened and Ding Minjun's inference in detail.
After Lu Qingyun listened quietly, he asked seriously: "Are you sure the remaining fragrance is Shixiang Ruanjin Powder?"
"Sure."
That kind of fragrance Jingxuan will never forget for the rest of his life!
When they came down from Guangmingding, everyone in Emei was poisoned by this kind of poison and was taken away to Wan'an Temple in the capital.
Master Miejie Shitai also died tragically outside Dadu City after escaping from Wan'an Temple.
"Seeing that you are so busy with your travels, take a sip of tea and take your time."
The courtyard had been uninhabited for a while, so Yang Yaoqin brought tea from outside and poured a cup for each of them.
"Thank you, Mrs. Lu."
Jingxuan and Jinghui bowed, picked up the tea cups and started drinking.
Lu Qingyun stared at the tea cups on the table, thoughts racing in his mind.
With Grandmaster Zhou Zhiruo's later cultivation level, if he wanted to capture her silently, it would only be possible if he reached the Grand Master level.
Lu Qingyun counted down the masters who had a grudge against him, and there was no one except He Zudao who was indeed capable of kidnapping Zhou Zhiruo.
Based on his understanding of He Zudao, with his arrogant temperament, he would never use such a despicable method as Shixiang Ruanjinsan.
Then the person who kidnapped Zhou Zhiruoxiu should not have much higher cultivation level. She would only use Shixiang Ruanjin Powder if she could not subdue him silently.
Thinking that Zhou Zhiruo was kidnapped after just making one sound, the person who came must be very familiar with her, so that she could relax her guard and suffer the other party's tricks.
Thinking of this, the answer is ready to come out.
In order to confirm his thoughts, Lu Qingyun immediately arranged for Wudang disciples to go to Song Qingshu to inquire about the current trends of the Ming Cult.
During the cup of tea, I got the news that Mingjiao was buying wedding items not long ago, which further confirmed what I had in mind.
It’s just that I don’t quite understand why Zhang Wuji did this.
Could it be that there was a conflict that forced him to resort to such despicable means?
"Jingxuan, how is the relationship between senior brother Wuji and junior sister Zhiruo?"
"Senior Brother Lu, Junior Sister Zhiruo broke her sword and made her ambition clear, and has nothing to do with Zhang Wuji anymore. Could it be that Zhang Wuji was the one who kidnapped Junior Sister Zhiruo?"
Jingxuan is also a transparent person. When he heard such questions, he immediately reacted with anger on his face.
It is so shameless for a dignified Mingjiao leader to resort to such methods when he fails to seek marriage!
"Senior Brother Lu, please rescue Zhiruo and seek justice for Emei."
"Jingxuan, don't worry, Zhang Wuji is so despicable, we must seek justice for Emei!"
Yang Yaoqin's smiling face suddenly turned cold. She glanced at Lu Qingyun, turned around and walked towards the courtyard door.
"Qin'er, where are you going?"
Yang Yaoqin suppressed the anger that was about to burst out in her chest, "I'm going to find my father and master, and I will never let such shameless people succeed!"
"Thank you, Mrs. Lu, for your generous action!" Jingxuan cupped his fists and saluted, looking at Lu Qingyun.
In the hearts of Emei disciples, Lu Qingyun still needs to make a final decision on the major issues of the Emei Sect.
Lu Qingyun quickly stopped and said: "Qin'er, don't let Master Tai worry about this kind of thing."
Yang Yaoqin raised her eyebrows and said very dissatisfied: "What, you still want to protect Zhang Wuji?"
"No, Qin'er, I'm afraid that Grand Master will be irritated when he hears about this!"
Lu Qingyun knew very well that when the fifth master uncle Zhang Cuishan and his wife died in Wudang, the great master Zhang Sanfeng was heartbroken and locked himself in Yuxu Palace and ignored the world.
If he knew that Zhang Wuji was like this, how could he explain to Wudang if he got angry?
"Then what do you want to do?" Yang Yaoqin was stunned for a moment, thinking that Zhang Sanfeng, who was over a hundred years old, was injured again. If she was really angry, she would be guilty.
"Why don't we take a trip to Guangmingding and solve the problem?"
He Zudao's threat is still there, and now he can only hide the matter. Lu Qingyun has the intention of turning a major issue into a trivial matter.
"If we leave, what should we do if He Zudao comes to Wudang again to cause trouble?"
"The Kunlun faction is not far from Guangmingding. We can solve Zhang Wuji's matter. What's the point of making an appointment to fight first? As long as a time is set for the battle, he will definitely abide by his arrogant character."
"Okay, let's go find dad and master now."
Yang Yaoqin thought it was feasible, so she pulled Lu Qingyun and headed towards Yuxu Palace.
After meeting Zhang Sanfeng, Lu Qingyun told him that he wanted to go to Kunlun to fight with He Zudao.
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Lu Qingyun with a meaningful look, took off the wine gourd from his waist, uncorked the wine and kept pouring it into his mouth.
After the wine gourd could no longer pour out a drop of wine, he wiped his beard and asked seriously:
"Aren't you afraid that He Zudao will be dishonest and trap you to death in Kunlun in the first place? Don't forget what he said before he left."
"He Zudao will always have the magnanimity that a great master should have. If he really doesn't follow the rules of the martial arts, then Yao Qin and I are not fooling around."
Lu Qingyun said arrogantly.
"Okay, I agree, old Taoist. If He Zudao really embarrasses you, just say that he is a descendant of the Emei sect. I believe he will let you come back safely for Guo Xiang's sake."
"Thank you, Grand Master. Then Qin'er and I will go back and prepare our bags."
Lu Qingyun bowed and left Yuxu Palace with Yang Yaoqin.
After packing a few clothes, I took Jingxuan and Jinghui down to Wudang Mountain, and galloped towards Kunlun in the Western Region with one person and two horses.
A group of Westerners slept in the open air and arrived in Kunlun in half a month.
Arriving at the Kunlun Mountain Pass again, Lu Qingyun was filled with emotions.
In just a few years, he went from a rookie who just entered the world to the number one devil in the world. What he has experienced is truly indescribable.
After traveling for another ten miles, the mountain road became narrow and steep and the horses could no longer move forward. Lu Qingyun said:
"It's impossible to ride a horse from here on, so we can only go up the mountain on foot. Jingxuan and Jinghui, you two, stay here and guard the horses, while Qin'er and I go up the mountain."
After speaking, Lu Qingyun jumped off the horse and helped Yang Yaoqin off the horse.
"Yes, Senior Brother Lu." Jingxuan and Jinghui took the reins, and each led the western horse to find a shady place and tied the horse.
Lu Qingyun brought Yang Yaoqin to the foot of Zuowang Peak with familiarity.
Seeing the red lanterns with happy words hanging on both sides of the mountain road, I felt angry.
"Let's go up to the Bright Summit!"
After saying that, he strode towards the Mingjiao Guangmingding Hall on the top of the mountain.
