Chapter 243 I don’t have such a disciple
Master Dingyi was instructing her disciples on how to practice Qigong in the Buddhist hall when she was suddenly called to the living room by a female disciple from Huashan.

When she arrived, she found that besides herself, there were also Senior Yuyinzi from Taishan Sect, the leader of the Beggar Gang's Dayi branch Gou Buzhui, and Master Fang Cheng, a senior Shaolin monk who was staying at Jiming Temple.

Yue Buqun sat in the main seat with a very gloomy expression.

"Amitabha." Master Dingyi chanted the Buddha's name and asked, "Brother Yue, what happened?"

"Master Dingyi is here! Please sit down first!" Yue Buqun forced a smile.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Yue Buqun bowed to Gou Buzhui and said, "Master Gou, please tell me the truth!"

Gou Buzhui looked at Yue Buqun with eyes full of sympathy. He stood up and bowed to Yu Yinzi and Master Dingyi before saying, "The rumor that Huashan Sect's top disciple Linghu Chong assisted the Demon Sect's Right Envoy Xiang Wentian in escaping is true."

"Hmph!" Yu Yinzi snorted coldly and glanced at Yue Buqun with disdain.

The originally calm Master Dingyi was suddenly startled and asked in a lost voice: "What did you say?!"

"Just as Master Nun heard," Gou Buzhui said seriously, "In the siege against Xiang Wentian in early April, more than 20 disciples from the Beggars' Sect's Dayong branch participated. In the end, only 14 survived, and all of them were injured. Five of them were injured by Young Hero Linghu."

"That's unreasonable!"

Nun Dingyi suddenly slapped the table, looked at Yue Buqun and said, "Senior Brother Yue, Linghu Chong is your disciple. He has hurt his fellow disciples. We must find him. He must take this responsibility."

Master Fang Cheng sighed with a sad face, Young Hero Linghu really shouldn't have done that.

"Responsible? How can he bear the responsibility?!" Yu Yinzi sneered and described Linghu Chong's behavior. Gou Buzhui on the side supplemented it and restored the situation at that time for everyone.

After listening to this, Master Dingyi simply closed her eyes and recited the "Meditation Mantra" in her heart. She was afraid that she would not be able to control her anger and say something wrong.

Yue Buqun looked hopeless. After Yu Yinzi and Gou Buzhui finished speaking, he slowly said, "I raised Linghu Chong by myself. He made such a mistake. Even if I treat him like my own son, I cannot forgive him."

"Huashan and the Demon Sect have an irreconcilable hatred, and this hatred will last forever. But I did not teach my disciples well. I am ashamed of the ancestors of Huashan, ashamed of my fellow disciples in Hengshan, Songshan, and Taishan, ashamed of my fellow disciples in Shaolin, Wudang, and the Beggars' Sect. Please forgive me!"

As he spoke, Yue Buqun stood up and bowed deeply towards Yu Yinzi, Gou Buzhui, and Master Fang Cheng.

"What's wrong with Mr. Yue?" Gou Buzhui quickly stepped aside and refused to accept the greeting.

As a senior of Taishan Sect, Yuyinzi could bear it well and his expression eased a lot.

Master Fang Cheng stood up and returned the greeting. This time, only disciples from Southern Shaolin went to besiege Xiang Wentian. Northern Shaolin had no idea what was going on, so it was not easy for him to make a decision on behalf of Southern Shaolin.

Yue Buqun stood up straight and continued, "I asked Master Fang Cheng, Master Ding Yi, and Captain Gou to come here because I hope you can all be witnesses."

As he spoke, he closed his eyes, his lips trembling slightly, and after a while he spoke out: "From now on, Linghu Chong and Huashan will sever ties! If Linghu Chong is determined to join the Demon Sect when we meet again in the future, you fellows can kill him, and Huashan will have no complaints. If he still wants to be a good person, please show some mercy."

"Alas," Master Dingyi sighed. In her opinion, it was not easy for Yue Buqun, as a master, to achieve this.

So, she opened her mouth to comfort him, "Senior Brother Yue, you have done your best."

Yue Buqun shook his head and said, "Please stay for a simple meal, I will not accompany you."

After that, a Huashan disciple came in and helped him out of the living room. The other four looked at each other, thinking it would be strange if they could eat in this situation, so they also stood up and said goodbye and left.

A few days later, with the help of the Beggars' Sect, the news that Linghu Chong was expelled from the Huashan Sect began to spread in the martial arts world. After hearing this, many righteous people praised Yue Buqun for his clear distinction between public and private and his sense of justice.

The Demon Cult and its followers spread the word everywhere that Yue Buqun disregarded the relationship between master and disciple and cut ties with Linghu Chong, calling him a complete hypocrite.

For a time, it seemed like a war of public opinion was going on in the society. Each person had his own reasons, and no one could convince anyone else.

But what everyone is wondering is why Linghu Chong, who is the center of public opinion, has not made any move?

Of course it’s because Young Master Linghu is still recuperating in the basement of Meizhuang in Hangzhou!

He heard footsteps approaching and the light becoming brighter, then a wooden plate was stretched out from the square hole, with a large bowl of rice and an earthenware jar on the plate.

Linghu Chong took the wooden tray without hesitation.

The old man's dragging footsteps gradually faded away, and the light also disappeared.

Linghu Chong cursed a few times. He already knew that this old man was also a pitiful man. His ears were pierced and his tongue was cut in half.

He picked up the earthenware jar, put his mouth to the mouth of the jar and drank. There was still clear water in the jar.

The food was still just tofu and radishes, not starving but not full either.

After dinner, he lay on the iron bed, with all kinds of thoughts running through his mind.

What is Junior Sister doing now?
Has the master's wife given birth yet?
Is Brother Xiang dead or alive?
Where is Mr. Ren?
Then he thought of the Four Friends of Plum Manor and a surge of anger rose in Linghu Chong's heart. Huang Zhonggong claimed that Master Fangzheng of Shaolin owed him a favor and was also a good friend of Senior Brother Ou. The Seven-String Invisible Sword did indeed open his eyes and was similar to Senior Brother Ou's "Exquisite and Beautiful Thirteen Chapters".

However, in Linghu Chong's opinion, Senior Brother Ou's "Linglong Juexiang Thirteen Chapters" is better.

Then he thought of the calligraphy hung in the room by Huang Zhonggong. He felt that it looked more comfortable than those by Dan Qingsheng and Tu Biweng. When he saw the name of the calligraphy, he realized that it was actually the work of Senior Brother Ou.

"So even Senior Brother Ou was deceived by a man as loyal and treacherous as Huang Zhonggong?" Linghu Chong suddenly laughed out loud. It turned out that Senior Brother Ou, who was extremely smart, could also make mistakes.

As I was thinking, I fell asleep without knowing when.

An unknown amount of time had passed before Linghu Chong just felt hot and uncomfortable, so he got up again. When he was scratching himself, he felt some bulges on the back of his left hand. He took a closer look and saw the words "I am trapped".

Linghu Chong was stunned for a moment, and immediately reached out to touch the iron plate on the bed. It turned out to be covered with words, so densely packed that he didn't know how many words there were.

Being bored, he simply fumbled for the words one by one and read them out softly: "In my life, I have been happy to take revenge and killed countless people. I am imprisoned at the bottom of the lake, which is also my due retribution. But I am trapped. This body of divine power that can reach the sky and penetrate the earth will inevitably decay with my dry bones. It is a pity that the young men of later generations do not know my ability."

After reading this, Linghu Chong paused and thought: "My name is Ren Woxing. My name is Ren Woxing! So this man's surname is also Ren. I wonder if he is related to Senior Ren."

Then I thought, I don’t know how long this dungeon was built, and maybe the person who carved the words had died decades or even hundreds of years ago.

Continuing to touch, the following words appeared: "I am writing down the essence of my magic skills here. If you learn from them in the future, you will be able to conquer the world. I will be immortal even after my death. First, sitting skills..."

After learning the "Nine Swords of Dugu", Linghu Chong has lost interest in internal energy. Now he is trapped here without a sword in his hand. He might as well try this magical skill of "learning it to dominate the world"
(End of this chapter)