Someone asked curiously, "Who is it?"
Heavenly Mountain Tonglao and Li Qiushui looked at each other but did not speak. Wu Ya Zi thought for a moment and shook his head. "This is a secret of our sect. It is not convenient to tell outsiders."
It was taboo to ask about the internal affairs of a sect. Hearing this, everyone did not ask anything else.
Song Qingshu thought that he would ask them after they left. Given his relationship with Heavenly Mountain Tonglao and Li Qiushui, they would not hide anything from him.
Wu Ya Zi sighed and looked at Xuzhu and the others. "So that person is in your Shaolin Temple. No wonder he could solve my Exquisite Chess Game …"
Heavenly Mountain Tonglao snorted. "Although we feel sorry for him, we have been friends for so many years. He sent someone to steal Wu Ya Zi's cultivation. He is too disrespectful."
Li Qiushui echoed, "Yes, if it was any other matter, we would teach him everything we know. But this time, isn't he trying to take Wu Ya Zi's life?"
"Don't say anything else!" Wu Yazi's face was filled with guilt. "At the end of the day, we've let Master down. We've let him down."
Heavenly Mountain Tonglao and Li Qiushui also looked resentful but did not refute. Those in the room who knew their identities were curious. They were people at the top of the Jianghu. What were they afraid of? Or did they owe someone something?
Xuzhu suddenly said, "No matter what, we solved your Exquisite Chess Game. Senior, you should fulfill your promise. Do you want to break your promise?"
"This …" Wu Ya Zi was in a dilemma.
Song QingShu said calmly, "What did Senior Wu Yazi promise?"
"He …" Xuzhu was about to answer, but he was speechless. Although everyone knew that Wu Ya Zi wanted to choose a last disciple, he did not announce it to the world.
Unexpectedly, Wu Ya Zi said, "I do intend to choose a disciple to help me clean up the mess."
Song Qingshu almost couldn't help but scold him for being a stupid teammate. However, he understood that Wu Yazi was arrogant and unwilling to lie. At the same time, he didn't want Heaven Mountain Tonglao and Li Qiushui to intervene in this matter. However, he didn't consider one thing, "May I ask who is the sect that Senior Wu Yazi wants to clean up?"
Wu Yazi's face darkened. After all, this was one of his biggest regrets. He couldn't bring himself to say it again in front of so many people. Fortunately, Su Xinghe interjected, "Didn't I say it before? It was the Constellation Old Monster, Ding Chunqiu."
Song Qingshu laughed and said, "What a coincidence. Not long ago, Ding Chunqiu was personally killed by Old Tong."
"Ding Chunqiu is dead?" As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked. It must be known that Ding Chunqiu's martial arts were not the best, but his poison skills were really terrifying. No one present wanted to provoke such a great devil, but who would have thought that he would die like this?
After all, what happened in the Western Xia Country had just happened. The people in the Central Plains might not have gotten the news so quickly.
"Yes, he fell into my hands and was killed by me," Heaven Mountain Tonglao said with hatred, as if she was still angry.
"He is dead …" Wu Yazi's eyes flashed with a trace of confusion. He had been thinking about how to take revenge for decades. He had painstakingly designed the Exquisite Chess Game. Who knew that his enemy was dead?
At this time, Song Qingshu said, "Since the preconditions are no longer there, the Exquisite Chess Game is meaningless. Senior Wu Yazi, you don't need to be in a hurry to help your disciple take revenge."
"But …" Xuzhu wanted to say something but was interrupted by Song Qingshu.
"What? Are you really coveting Senior Wu Yazi's martial arts? You have to know that he was so old and seriously injured. He relied on his internal force to support himself. If he imparted his internal force to others, it would mean that he would die immediately. What you are doing is against the compassion of Buddhism, right? "
Hearing this, even the neutral people in the room looked at the people of Shaolin in a strange way. Xuan Ci's expression changed. Finally, he sighed, "Donor Song, you must be joking. We are just here to make friends. We don't have any other intentions."
There was nothing he could do about it. If Ding Chunqiu were still alive, he could make use of Wu Yazi's reluctance to seek revenge. But now that Ding Chunqiu was dead, all his excuses were meaningless. The most important thing now was to restore Shaolin's image in people's hearts.
At this time, Wu Yazi said, "This time, I set up the Exquisite Chess Game with the intention of accepting a disciple. If Master Xuancheng is willing to leave Shaolin and join my sect, I will definitely teach him everything I know."
I will definitely teach you everything I know. "After all, he was not a fool. There was no need to sacrifice his cultivation when Ding Chunqiu was already dead.
Xuan Cheng's face turned red, "No need. Goodbye!" He was the most powerful person in Shaolin in the past two hundred years. How could he become someone else's disciple?
Song Qingshu said with a smile, "This master's martial arts have gone astray. If he gives up his cultivation as soon as possible, he may be able to save his life. If he gives up his cultivation any later, I'm afraid that he won't be able to become a vegetarian and pray to Buddha."
Xuan Cheng, who was walking out, stopped and replied, "You don't have to worry about it."
Since the people of Shaolin had failed their purpose, it was meaningless to stay here any longer. Then they said goodbye to the others and left.
Chen Jialuo and the others were on good terms with Shaolin. Seeing them leave, they remembered that they had just fought with Tianshan Tonglao and the others. They knew that they would not have a good time staying here, so they hurried to leave.
Tianshan Tonglao could not do anything in front of so many people, so she could only scoff to express her dissatisfaction.
When they left, Yuan Ziyi pulled Huo Qingtong away. Huo Qingtong initially wanted to find an opportunity to persuade Song Qingshu, but she hesitated when she recalled how unhappy Zhang Wuji was earlier and how cold he was when he left. She thought that it was inappropriate for her to be so close to Song Qingshu, so she left with them.
Seeing as Huo Qingtong was hesitant to speak before she left, Song Qingshu sent a voice transmission to her, "Miss Huo, we'll meet again if fate permits. Next time, you might … Sleep me into submission."
Even though Huo Qingtong did not notice the pun in his words, her instinctive reaction made her realize that he must be up to no good. As such, she could not help but glare at him before she left.
Reverend Yideng also put his palms together and left. Firstly, he wanted to know how Hong Qigong and Zhou Botong were doing, and secondly, he wanted to treat Master Kurong's injury.
Back then, Monk Kurong and Wu Yazi were best friends, but he could only leave first because he was injured. "Brother Wu Yazi, I'll visit you again next time."
Wu Yazi also smiled. "I'll definitely welcome you when the time comes."
Duan Yu looked at Li Qiushui, Wang Yuyan, and Li Qinglu from time to time. There were three goddesses here that he yearned for day and night, which made him reluctant to leave. Unfortunately, Ku Rong and Reverend Yideng were here, so he had no choice but to be stubborn.
"Fairy sister, see you next time!"
Li Qiushui chuckled when she heard what he said before he left. "What an idiot. I wonder who else he's calling."
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