"The Beggar Clan is powerful, and now is not the time. When all the people I have summoned arrive, we will have a decisive battle with the Beggar Clan."
The Emei disciples are pretty good, but they are still a bit inferior to the tens of thousands of Beggar Clan disciples in Yuezhou City.
When the Vulture Palace and the Sun and Moon God Sect arrive, we will have some confidence.
"Shuyu, go to the village and buy a few small courtyards for your masters and uncles to rest." Lu Qingyun said to Mo Shuyu, who was standing among the Emei disciples.
Mo Shuyu said with a proud look: "Master, I have made arrangements a long time ago. I have bought all the yards around you."
"Yes, you, the great housekeeper of Emei, are getting better and better. I just wonder if your kung fu has deteriorated in the past few days since I've been gone?"
"How is that possible! I practice hard every day, and I am now a mid-level master!" Mo Shuyu said arrogantly.
"How come you practice so fast?! Come here and let me see."
It only took a few months to advance from the early stage to the mid stage, which made Lu Qingyun a little strange.
With her talent, she would never be able to go really fast without external force.
Lu Qingyun put his hand on Mo Shuyu's pulse, and felt out a ray of true energy that entered her meridians.
After the meridians circulated for a week, anger showed on his face.
Mo Shuyu's cultivation improved so quickly entirely due to the power of medicine.
Nowadays, the meridians are damaged without even realizing it.
"Qingyun, what's wrong with Shuyu?" Yang Yaoqin asked quickly.
"Master, don't scare me, I've really worked hard to practice."
Seeing Lu Qingyun's angry look, Mo Shuyu was frightened and hurriedly knelt in front of Lu Qingyun.
"Is your brain broken? If you don't practice well, you just take random medicines! Now that your meridians are damaged, you will be close to death if you continue like this!"
Lu Qingyun cursed loudly.
Mo Shuyu's face turned pale, she looked at Lu Qingyun pitifully and asked, "Master, can I still be saved?"
"Your father is a stupid pig, and so are you! Can you take medicine randomly?"
"Tell me, where did those medicines you take come from?"
"Yes...my father spent a lot of money to buy it."
Lu Qingyun walked back and forth in the yard angrily.
"Qingyun, can Shuyu be saved?"
Seeing Mo Shuyu burst into tears, Yang Yaoqin couldn't bear to ask.
"How to save her? I have no choice but to dissolve all her internal energy."
The founder's disciple took medicine and killed himself. In order to survive, he had to sacrifice his whole life's cultivation. If this was spread, people in the world would definitely laugh.
Lu Qingyun stopped and said loudly to Ding Minjun: "Give me an order. If any Emei disciples take medicine to improve their power indiscriminately in the future, they will all be expelled from the school!"
"Yes, Minjun will do it immediately!" Ding Minjun hurriedly walked out of the small courtyard.
Lu Qingyun turned around, raised his palm and wanted to slap this ignorant girl, but the palm he raised halfway stopped in the air, and said with hatred: "From now on, you are not allowed to practice, and you are not allowed to perform martial arts. "
"I know." Mo Shuyu was completely panicked.
"Is there no other way?" Yang Yaoqin didn't expect the matter to be so serious.
"If I had my way, would I still be like this? Now I can only wait for Xue Muhua to point his finger at her. I have no choice but to remove her cultivation."
Mo Shuyu suddenly stood up and said loudly: "Master, I would rather die than lose my cultivation!"
"Kneel down for me. If you dare to get up again, I will expel you from the school!" Lu Qingyun glared and yelled loudly.
"Qingyun, she is still a child and doesn't understand anything. I can't blame her for this."
Yang Yaoqin quickly persuaded.
Lu Qingyun took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and sealed several of Mo Shuyu's big holes with a flick of his fingers.
"Do you still have any medicine on you? Take it out and give it to me."
Mo Shuyu took out an exquisite jade bottle from her arms and handed it to Lu Qingyun.
"I've eaten eight pills and have two pills left."
Lu Qingyun took the jade bottle and took a look at it, then handed it to Yang Yaoqin, "Qin'er, keep it for me and give it to Xue Muhua and Ping Yizhi when they arrive."
Yang Yaoqin took the jade bottle, glanced at Mo Shuyu who was kneeling on the ground, and touched Lu Qingyun's arm with his arm, "Let Shuyu get up."
Lu Qingyun glanced sideways and said, "Get up."
"Thank you, master." Mo Shuyu wiped her tears and stood up.
"Jingxuan, go to Mo's Trading Company to inform Mo Qiao to come over."
Mo Shuyu became like this not long after becoming his disciple. Lu Qingyun felt that someone had deliberately set a trap just to take revenge on him.
As for what happened, we still need to get the answer from Mo Qiao.
It was evening before we knew it. After dinner, the Emei disciples went back to their rooms to rest one after another.
In a small valley more than ten miles away from Zhujiazhai, five thousand Beggar Clan disciples were quietly lurking inside.
Chen Youliang looked at the already dark night sky, with a sneer on his lips, and waved his hand to give the order: "Attack!"
"yes."
Zhao Youting took the lead and filed out with five thousand Beggar Clan disciples.
The distance of more than ten miles would not take much time with the warrior's footsteps.
Zhujiazhai was not far ahead, and Zhao Youting suddenly stopped and raised his right hand.
"What's going on?" The team in front stopped moving forward, and Chen Youliang, who was in the middle, ducked to the front.
"Boss, there are guards in front of the village."
Zhao Youting stretched out his hand and pointed forward, feeling inexplicably nervous.
According to the information obtained, Lu Qingyun and his party were only Westerners, and there was no spare manpower to guard the village gate.
It looked like backup was coming, but I didn't know how many people were hidden in the village.
Chen Youliang's eyes were filled with energy, and his eyes emitted bursts of cold light like hawks, staring closely at the two figures stationed at the entrance of the village.
After a moment, the frown on his brow relaxed and the expression on his face became relaxed.
"The village is not big and cannot accommodate many people. Judging from their stature, they should be women. As long as they are not reinforcements from the Wudang Clan, we should be able to handle them easily given our strength."
Zhao Youting secretly breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed, "Boss, are we going to charge in first?"
"We have enough manpower to surround the stronghold first, and then fight in."
Chen Youliang decided to kill everyone in Zhujiazhai and never let Lu Qingyun and others escape.
The night shrouded Zhujiazhai, and apart from the intermittent chirping of insects from the Western Zhou Dynasty, there was no other sound.
The Beggar Clan disciples held their breath, carefully moved their steps, and surrounded Zhujiazhai.
"Crack!"
The sound of broken dead branches alerted the Emei disciples on duty. They simultaneously drew their swords and shouted loudly: "Who?!"
The shouts of shouting alarmed Lu Qingyun and Yang Yaoqin, and they flew out of the small courtyard instantly.
"Puff!"
His whereabouts were exposed, and Chen Youliang was not ready to hide anymore. Two strong winds popped out from his fingers, and the Emei disciple fell to the ground softly.
Lu Qingyun flew to the gate of the village and saw the two disciples lying on the ground who were breathing less than they were taking in. He was furious!
Sensing Xi Zhou's slight breathing, the Six Meridian Divine Sword Xi Zhong's sword skills were fired out simultaneously.
Screams appeared one after another in the dark Western Zhou Dynasty.
