"Look carefully, it's him! That beard, I can't be wrong. "A disciple of the Song Mountain sect answered with certainty.
"Didn't Wu Tiande not come out before? Why did he go in from the outside?" The pagoda-bearing hand, Ding Mian, was puzzled. As Zuo Lenchan's junior, he had always been cautious and meticulous.
After confirming Wu Tiande's whereabouts, Zuo Lenchan's face was full of excitement. Hearing his junior's doubts, he said disapprovingly, "Wu Tiande has learned the Bixie Swordplay manual, his lightness kungfu must be extremely profound. The disciples we sent outside the monastery may not be able to detect him coming out. In any case, we have confirmed that he is inside the monastery. Pass down my order, prepare for a surprise attack at the second watch!"
Ding Mian said with a worried expression, "Why don't we wait for the next time Wu Tiande comes out and then surround him? After all, the Clear Jade Monastery has Mount Wudang behind it."
"According to the disciple's report, Wu Tiande's figure is like a ghost. If we were outside, it would not be so easy for us to set up an ambush. Now that he is resting in the Clear Jade Monastery and unguarded, this is the best opportunity." Seeing that his junior still wanted to say more, Zuo Lenchan waved his hand and said, "I heard that Li Kexiu has always been on good terms with the people of the Clear Jade Monastery. If we drag this out for too long and Li Kexiu realizes it, then it will be troublesome. So we must finish this quickly. Once we capture Wu Tiande, we will leave Yangzhou overnight!"
Ding Mian also knew that the longer they stayed in Yangzhou, the more dangerous it would be. He could only agree to the other's plan and go out to make arrangements for the operation.
In a residence near the Clear Jade Monastery, Lu Guanying looked at Song Qingshu with a face full of amazement. "Young master's disguise technique is really superb. You actually impersonated General Wu Tiande so well."
Song Qingshu replied indifferently, "I just stuck a beard on and found a set of Wu Tiande's clothes. It was dark at the time, so it is expected that the Song Mountain sect would mistake him."
He did not want his disguise technique to be exposed, so he casually said a few words. As expected, the others did not suspect anything. Only Miss Cheng knew of his ability and looked at him meaningfully.
On the other side, Ding Ran's lips gradually curled into a smile. 'Hmph, ever since we entered the house, that Madam Lu hasn't even glanced at my husband. Her gentle gaze has always been on Song Qingshu. If the two of them didn't have something going on, I would have written the character Ding upside down.'
However, she was a demoness to begin with, so she didn't have any prejudice towards this kind of thing. She just felt that it was fun, and at the same time, she was wondering if she could gain some benefits from it.
While Ding Ke was deep in thought, Su Shidan spoke, "Young Master, why are you so sure that the Mount Song Sect will attack tonight?"
Song Qingshu smiled and said, "Didn't Mr. Su speculate that the Song Mountain Faction came for the Bixie Swordbook? And this Wu Tiande's swordsmanship is amazing, so the Song Mountain Faction thinks that the swordbook is in his hands."
"I see." Su Shidan and the others nodded.
"Legend has it that Lin Yuantu was invincible in the Southern Heaven Region with his 72 Evil-Warding Sword Arts. I'm going to witness it tonight." Xin Qiji was excited, and his body was surrounded by a faint sword Qi.
Ding Dian said in a deep voice, "Jia Xuan might be disappointed. The Bixie Swordbook may not be in Wu Tiande's hands."
Su Shidan agreed and said, "That's right. A while ago, heroes from all over gathered in Fuzhou for the Bixie Swordbook. I also paid attention to this matter. According to my intelligence, all the powers came up empty-handed. So either the Bixie Swordbook doesn't exist, or someone else got it before us. Judging from Wu Tiande's schedule, the possibility of him being the one who got it is very low."
Ding Busan laughed and said, "The Bixie Swordbook is definitely there. My master saw Lin Yuantu fight with his own eyes, but I don't know who got it in the end."
"Your master has seen it?" Everyone asked. Ding Busan proudly picked up his tobacco pipe and blew on the Bixie Swordbook. Everyone was amazed and began to guess the whereabouts of the Bixie Swordbook.
Lu Guanying nervously looked at Song QingShu and saw that he had a faint smile on his face. He did not participate in the discussion and did not open his mouth. Lu Guanying immediately relaxed. How could he be willing to share a divine manual like the 'Bixie Swordplay' with others?
"The people of the Song Mountain Sect are here," Song Qingshu suddenly said.
Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they all ran to the window to look out. They saw a group of warriors dressed in black, like ants, climbing over the walls of the Clear Jade Monastery. Very quickly, muffled groans and screams could be heard.
"The Song Mountain Sect is really powerful. No wonder they can suppress the other four sects of the Five Mountain Sword Sects." Su Shidan couldn't help but exclaim after watching for a while.
"Let's wait until they are almost done with the Mongolians and then go in to clean up the mess." Song Qingshu's plan was approved by everyone, and no one had any objections.
Ding Busan and Ding Dian killed people without batting an eye. They wanted as many people as possible to die in the monastery.
Su Shidan, as Han Xingzhou's trusted advisor, was naturally not a good person.
Ding Dian and Xin Qiji were honest people, but in recent years, the Song Mountain Sect had made friends with masters from the evil sects and stirred up trouble in Jianghu. They deserved this retribution.
The Jade Pure Monastery was located in a remote area. Both the Song Mountain Sect and the Mongolians had a guilty conscience, so they deliberately suppressed their voices. So even though the fight was in full swing, it didn't alarm the residents of Yangzhou.
After about an hour, the noise in the Jade Pure Monastery gradually died down. Song Qingshu said, "Let's go and take a look."
Because of the fighting, there were no Mongolian guards outside the Jade Pure Monastery. The people of the Song Mountain Sect who stayed outside were also hurriedly called in because of the fighting inside.
Song Qingshu and the others quietly entered the Jade Pure Monastery and found people lying on the ground in the front yard. There were people from the Song Mountain Sect and foreign monks from the Ruyang Palace. It was obvious how fierce the fight was.
The sound of fighting came faintly from the back yard. Song Qingshu called the others to follow. "Listen to my orders later. Attack when I tell you to." Whether it was the Ruyang Palace or the Song Mountain Sect, there was no lack of masters. Only when they were almost exhausted could they minimize their losses.
The group hid behind the courtyard wall and quietly looked into the back yard. There were not many people in the back yard. Almost everyone was fighting in pairs.
Song Qingshu looked carefully. Zuo Lengchan and Priest Baisheng were fighting, the Double Evils of Hejian were fighting against the Two Elders of Xuanming, the Evil Star of White Board, the Owl of Qinghai and Zuo Lengchan's Junior Brothers were fighting against the foreign monks under Wang Baobao.
Both Taoist Priest Hundred Damages and Zuo Lengchan were masters of cold Yin martial arts. Taoist Priest Hundred Damages' Xuanming Divine Palm and Zuo Lengchan's cold True Qi were evenly matched. The two of them fought back and forth and were actually on par.
Song Qingshu felt strange. He had fought with both of them before. Although Zuo Lengchan was a top master in Jianghu, there should be a certain gap between him and Priest Baisheng. How could the two be evenly matched?
He looked carefully and finally figured out the reason. It turned out that Priest Baisheng was injured. Perhaps it was because the Song Mountain Sect had the advantage in numbers. Although the people from the Ruyang Palace were all top masters, they had to pay a price for fighting alone against so many.
Song Qingshu noticed that many of the Song Mountain Sect's corpses outside were killed by arrows. They should have died in the hands of the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow. He had seen the ability of the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow. Each of them was a master archer. They could shoot arrows in rapid succession. Just eight of them could make it look like ten thousand arrows were shot at once.
"Bows and arrows are indeed the most effective weapon in a group battle." Song Qingshu sighed inwardly. But soon his eyes focused. He found the corpses of the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow not far away. It seemed that the Song Mountain Sect had paid a great price to kill these people.
The Xuanming Elders and the Hejian Double Killers were also a pair. The Xuanming Elders were good at Xuanming Holy Palm, and the Hejian Double Killers were not afraid of the One Finger Zen. The Xuanming Elders were good at joint attacks, and the Hejian Double Killers had been martial brothers for decades. They had long understood each other and had a set of joint attacks. The Xuanming Elders' weapons were the Crane's Beak Pen and the Deer's Head Staff, while the Hejian Double Killers' weapons were the Acupoint Staff and the Judge's Pen.
The four of them fought like a horse lantern, dazzling the eyes. Song Qingshu knew that these people would not be able to determine the winner without fighting for hundreds of rounds. So he turned his attention to the other side. The White Board Evil Star, the Azure Sea Owl, and Zuo Lenchan's Junior Brother besieged the rest of the foreign monks. Obviously, they had the upper hand. But the foreign monks relied on each other to keep the Song Mountain Sect occupied.
Song Qingshu had fought with these foreign monks with the appearance of Tang Kuo Bian. He knew that they had a special method of combining their internal energy. No wonder the Song Mountain Sect couldn't win even though they had the upper hand.
"Where's the Headmaster of the Jin Gang Faction?" Song Qingshu thought of another super master from the Ruyang Palace. He glanced around for a while and finally found his trace. He saw that his opponent was a wooden-looking young man.
"Shi Potian?" Song Qingshu had seen him last time at the Golden Snake Gathering. He recognized the young man at a glance.
During the Golden Snake Gathering, Shi Potian's internal energy was profound, but his moves and fighting experience were extremely lacking. After not seeing him for a while, Song Qingshu noticed that his martial arts and sword skills had improved greatly.
"It seems that Zuo Lenchan has indeed spent a lot of effort on him." Song Qingshu nodded.
Although Shi Potian's improvement was lightning fast, the Vajra Faction Master was an old devil who had been famous for decades. Shi Potian couldn't compare to him in terms of experience or cultivation level. Coupled with the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art, Shi Potian was in a difficult position. His Mighty Vajra Finger poked him until he cried out in pain.
However, the Guardian Metal Sect's sect master was also secretly shocked. 'This young man's inner strength is very profound. My Herculean Diamond Finger stabbed him, but not only did no bloody holes appear on his body, but the recoil force even made my finger hurt.'
Shi Potian's cries of pain quickly attracted Ding Li's attention. When she saw his face, Ding Li was pleasantly surprised. "Brother Tian!"
Then, she quickly noticed the itinerant monk who was attacking Shi Potian. She shouted, "Don't you dare hurt my Brother Tian!"
Ding Bu San was shocked. He reached out to grab his granddaughter, but he missed. With his experience, how could he not see that the itinerant monk's martial arts were far above Ding Li's? He was worried that his granddaughter would be injured, so he quickly followed.
Ding Bu Si shouted, "Third brother, let me help you!" He also rushed out.
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