Chapter 323: Suggestion of using artillery
As soon as Dongfang Bubai left, Ren Yingying ran up with Lan Fenghuang, wanting to tell him that Yang Lianting was not dead.

But when he came up, what he saw was his father's dead body, and Xiang Wentian was lying on the side, breathing out more than breathing in.

She was stunned, and her whole body was fixed in place as if her acupoints were pressed.

Tears welled up in her eyes but did not fall yet because the shock and grief in her heart were too heavy for her to bear for the moment.

The father whom I had rescued with so much difficulty was gone in less than half a year? !

"Saint Aunt." Upon seeing this, Lan Fenghuang hurriedly took a few steps forward, wanting to comfort her, but her voice was choked with sobs and she didn't know how to start.

"Where is Dongfang Bubai? Where did he go?" Ren Yingying wiped her tears and asked in a cold voice.

"Miss Ren."

Linghu Chong wanted to get up, but failed after trying twice. He could only sit on the ground and said, "He went to the north. We have no way of knowing his exact location."

"In the north. Did he go back to Blackwood Cliff?" Lan Fenghuang guessed immediately after hearing this.

Ren Yingying shook her head and said, "If he went back to Blackwood Cliff, he wouldn't have left Yang Lianting behind. He must be going somewhere else to do something more important."

But before Ren Yingying could figure it out, Ding Mian came up with sixty Songshan Guards armed with bows and crossbows. Beside him were dozens of Five Mountains Sword Sect masters, led by Mo Da and Master Ding Xian.

Seeing the two women standing there, the crossbowman immediately took aim.

Lan Fenghuang was startled and quickly stood in front of Ren Yingying.

Seeing this, Linghu Chong tried to stand up using his sword as support, but unfortunately failed again.

Ding Mian saw Zuo Lengchan lying on the ground at a glance. His face changed and he immediately ran over to check without caring about anyone else. He was relieved after finding that he was unconscious.

Ren Yingying stood aside, trying to suppress her grief. She thought for a moment and then tried to make her voice sound steady: "Captain Ding, now is not the time to fight. We have cleaned the rooms on the mountain before. We also have doctors and herbs to heal your injuries."

Upon hearing this, Ding Mian glanced at the two women and it was obvious that he did not believe them.

Master Fang Zheng spat out a mouthful of blood, and then he felt better. He looked at Ding Mian and said slowly, "Amitabha, Miss Ren is right. There are many casualties in various sects. We should temporarily put down our guard and settle the wounded."

Ding Mian looked at the unconscious Zuo Lengchan with a frown on his face. After a moment, he waved his hand to signal the crossbowmen to stay calm and said in a deep voice: "The situation is complicated at the moment, and we need to act with caution. It would be great if you are willing to provide help, and we can discuss other matters later."

Ren Yingying breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Ding Mian's agreement. She didn't think that she and Lan Fenghuang could withstand the shooting of sixty crossbowmen.

Now this result is undoubtedly the best
Zuo Lengchan only felt darkness in front of his eyes, but heard all kinds of noisy sounds in his ears.

After a long time, it was as if I had had a very long dream and suddenly woke up.

He looked around and found himself lying in an unfamiliar room. The faint scent of sandalwood filled the air around him, and spots of sunlight shone through the hollow carved window frames.

"This is where?"

Ding Mian was outside the door and walked in immediately after hearing the sound.

Seeing Zuo Lengchan wake up, he said excitedly: "Master Brother, you have been unconscious for a whole night and finally woke up!"

"One night."

Zuo Lengchan finally regained consciousness. He sat up suddenly, but fell down again in a state of dizziness. "Master, be careful!"

Ding Mian quickly supported him and explained, "The doctor said you have a concussion of the brain and need to rest in bed for ten days."

"I'm not dead? Where is this?" Zuo Lengchan nodded and asked in surprise.

"No, this is the backyard of the Ancestor Mountain. Don't worry, Master Brother, we have our people inside and outside, it's very safe."

Ding Mian looked at his senior brother and said solemnly, "After Dongfang Bubai defeated his senior brother, Master Fangzheng, and Taoist Chongxu, he left. But he said something before he left. Mr. Yue speculated that he might be going to the capital to look for Lord Ou."

Zuo Lengchan, who was rubbing his brows, heard this and glared, asking, "Why did Junior Brother Yue say that?!"

Ding Mian slowly recounted the events that happened after Zuo Lengchan fell into a coma, his words revealing a bit of solemnity and confusion: "There were only four people who were awake at the time, Master Fangzheng, Taoist Chongxu, Mr. Yue and Linghu Chong. Master Fangzheng and Taoist Chongxu were both seriously injured and in seclusion, and they only sent someone to tell us about this this morning. Mr. Yue came to me immediately after he recovered last night and told me about this."

"But these are just their speculations. Regardless of whether they are true or not, I have sent someone to deliver the news to the capital as fast as possible."

"Oh, there is something more important. Master Fang Zheng may want to take care of the young..."

"Confused!"

Zuo Lengchan glared at Ding Mian and interrupted him, saying angrily, "For such an important matter, how fast can we get it done?! Bring me the writing brush and ink. I want a pigeon to deliver the message!"

“But there are no carrier pigeons on the Ancestral Mountain.”

"Can't you take the letter down the mountain to Zhengzhou Prefecture to do business?! Why don't you get ready?!"

"Yes!" Ding Mian came to his senses and immediately asked someone to prepare a wolf-hair brush and a note.

Zuo Lengchan suppressed his nausea and dizziness and wrote on the note that the six of them had fought with Dongfang Bubai, causing injuries to his left arm, right shoulder, right leg and back, as well as internal injuries caused by Master Fangzheng.

'His martial arts are all-embracing, combining the strengths of hundreds of schools into one, his inner strength is so profound that it is unfathomable, he is invincible in the world, please bombard him with artillery, Lord Ou!'

After writing this last sentence, Zuo Lengchan loosened his grip and the wolf-hair brush fell. He leaned back on the bed and said with difficulty, "Hurry to Zhengzhou Prefecture and send a pigeon to deliver a message to the capital!"

"Yes!"

After Ding Mian hurried out, Zuo Lengchan patted the bed in annoyance, making a "dong dong" sound, but because he was too excited, his dizziness worsened and he couldn't even sit steadily.

As autumn deepens, the water waves and the blue sky complement each other.

On the edge of the sky, a few white clouds are floating leisurely, light and elegant.

Under the white clouds, there is a white horse that is faster than the clouds.

Dongfang Bubai rode his horse and galloped towards the capital.

Suddenly, the white horse neighed, as if it could not bear such a rapid gallop. Its limbs lost strength and it fell softly to the ground.

Faced with this sudden change, Dongfang Bubai's expression remained unchanged. The true energy in his body surged, and his body was as light and graceful as a fallen leaf. He soared into the air a second before the white horse fell to the ground, drew a graceful arc in the air, and landed steadily.

He looked at the white horse spitting blood and felt calm, even though this was the third horse he had ridden to death in two days.

In this place where there is no village or shop nearby, Dongfang Bubai can only rely on Qinggong to travel. The wounds on his body have scabbed over, but the pain is still there, especially after the blood stains on his clothes have solidified, it is very uncomfortable to wear. But it doesn't matter, he won't be able to wear it for a few days anyway.
(End of this chapter)