Many People

The members of the Hengshan Sect and Mount Tai Sect were in a daze and didn't know what to do. They just walked aimlessly towards Mount Heng.

Zuo Lengchan's strange behavior filled them with fear and worry, but since it hadn't actually happened before their eyes, they still harbored some illusions.

This is a form of escapism from reality.

In this state, the Monk Bujie and his daughter Yilin recognized each other at night, and Abbess Dingyi could no longer care about anything else.

I simply helped them by giving them a testimony.

The next morning, they continued their journey. It always seemed strange to see such a drunken monk mixed in with the nuns, especially with the pure and innocent young nun, Yilin.

Normally, Abbess Dingyi would never have allowed such questionable behavior to occur around her, lest it tarnish the reputation of Baiyun Nunnery.

Now, feeling completely lost and uncertain, he couldn't care less about anything else.

The Monk Bujie was also very respectful to Ji Boying and was very grateful to him for allowing him and his daughter to recognize each other.

Of course, he was even more grateful to Ji Boying for saving his daughter.

The old story from years ago resurfaced in his mind. As long as he didn't act recklessly and thought about it carefully, he would eventually be able to find his daughter.

Back then, the Monk Bujie's wife ran away because of jealousy, Monk Bujie could only carry his newborn daughter Yilin and search for her all over the country.

When they reached the Hengshan area, he realized that he was a rough man and couldn't take good care of his newborn daughter, who was on the verge of death.

It was Abbess Dingyi who took pity on Yilin and kept her to care for her until she grew up.

Therefore, Monk Bujie owed Abbess Dingyi a life, Ji Boying's act of stopping him from being rude to the abbess at Return Goose Inn was also a favor to him.

Therefore, it wasn't difficult for the father and daughter to recognize each other; saving Yilin's life was the most precious thing.

Even now, the monk Monk Bujie feels terrified just thinking about it, and he hates the lecherous Tian Boguang to the core.

"Liu Zhengfeng really has a lot of influence."

Monk Bujie was also filled with emotion as he looked at the countless martial arts practitioners on both sides of the road, each with a different appearance, carrying all sorts of weapons, and speaking different accents from all over the country.

Ji Boying also repeatedly praised it.

Judging from the crowd gathered by the roadside, there must be at least several thousand people in Hengshan City.

"Uncle-Master Liu is skilled in martial arts, has a wide circle of friends, and is good at business. He has managed the Mount Heng Sect very well, making him a first-rate figure in the martial arts world."

Perhaps some people look down on Liu Zhengfeng.

However, from the perspective of an ordinary martial arts practitioner, Liu Zhengfeng's martial arts skills are absolutely first-rate, no less than those of some of the Taibao of Mount Song, which is in line with his status as the number two figure of the Mount Heng Sect.

And the martial arts world naturally has to take human relationships into account, after all, not everyone is Zhang Sanfeng, and not everyone is Dugu Qiubai.

Even Zhang Sanfeng or Dugu Qiubai could not escape the constraints of human relationships in this world.

Liu Zhengfeng has so many friends, and so many people give him face. It's possible that they are not all life-and-death friends, but this superficial respect is of great benefit to ordinary Mount Heng Sect disciples.

Liu Zhengfeng is good at making money and his business is large, which is naturally a great benefit to the Mount Heng Sect.

Whether it's his own hobbies or his hobbies, he's top-notch.

While such a person may not reach the pinnacle of the world, he would certainly be an indispensable cornerstone for the prosperity of any sect.

Unfortunately, when it came to the final step, it can only be said that everyone has their own ambitions, and besides, once you're in the world, you're not in control of your own destiny.

The two Daoist priests Tiansong and Tianbai, were already in a bad mood after hearing what Monk Bujie and Ji Boying said, and they couldn't stand these martial arts practitioners on the roadside even more.

"Junior Brother Liu is also a well-known figure in the Mount Heng Sect, so how can he be so shameless? He associates with all sorts of shady characters, which is a disgrace to the reputation of our Five Great Mountains Sword Sects."

The two Daoist priests were filled with displeasure as they looked at the strange-looking martial arts figures by the roadside.

It's really difficult to find a truly innocent person in the world of martial arts.

The Monk Bujie was not pleased to hear this. Although he was a scoundrel, he was not stupid. He was also a scoundrel himself, and he was not happy to hear this, so he started to argue.

Before he could even speak, he heard Abbess Dingyi let out a long sigh.

"The Five Great Mountains Sword Sects, alas... the Five Great Mountains Sword Sects..."

Tiansong and Tianbai's faces darkened even more.

Filled with resentment and not knowing who to vent it on, he could only sigh repeatedly, the words "Five Great Mountains Sword Sects" echoing in his mind.

The Monk Bujie stopped arguing.

He Abbess Dingyi in high esteem, especially with his daughter Yilin present.

The Monk Bujie was also somewhat annoyed by the words "Five Great Mountains Sword Sects".

Now all we can do is endure it, remain vigilant, protect our daughter, and obey Ji Boying's orders.

Monk Bujie and his daughter reunited, Ji Boying did not hide the truth about his wife from him.

He was so eager to return home that he rushed to Hengshan, grabbed his wife, and vowed never to let her leave again.

He also wished he could run back to Hengshan, put his fat face on the ground, and let his wife kick him hard to beg for her forgiveness.

Although outsiders Monk Bujie as wrong.

But Ji Boying also told the Monk Bujie about what happened during the day.

Dingyi Monk Bujie Tiansong Bujie was completely bewildered; he only wished he could find an opportunity to kill Zuo Lengchan as soon as possible.

But the situation is still unclear, and I don't have the ability to do it myself.

He could only follow Ji Boying's instructions to stay in the group for the time being, to protect his daughter and guard against any sneak attacks by men in black.

It started raining lightly again.

So many Daoist priests, nuns, monks, and ordinary swordsmen could only stop and find a place to take shelter from the rain.

We'll continue our journey once the rain stops.

The south has plenty of rainfall; it rains intermittently, then stops, and it just keeps drizzling on and on.

The small inns along the roadside were all packed with people from the martial arts world.

Ji Boying and his companions wanted to buy some straw hats and cloaks, but they had difficulty finding any.

Although only a few of them lacked this rainproof equipment.

Even so, it would still require more than a dozen pieces.

The rain gear in some roadside shops had already been bought up by passing street urchins, or perhaps even looted.

Ji Boying and his colleagues performed acts of chivalry several times.

Tiansong was naturally even more dissatisfied.

"What kind of friends does Junior Brother Liu have? Coming here as a guest to him, and then doing these wicked things, isn't that greatly damaging his reputation? It's hardly the way you would show respect!"

Unfortunately, there were too many shady characters in the underworld, so Tiansong didn't dare to shout loudly.

We traveled along the way, stopping and starting frequently.

The rain came at a really bad time, almost ruining Liu Zhengfeng's important business.

Fortunately, they arrived a day early and saw the boundary marker of Mount Heng, which relieved them.

"My fellow disciples and fellow disciples, we've finally been waiting for you."