Chapter 95: Swords are drawn
Chapter 95 Swords are drawn
This incident that happened at the foot of Stone Pan Mountain on this day was seen by many Hundred Herb Hall disciples and more handyman disciples. When the blood-soaked woman stumbled out of the forest, the tragic and incomparable sight instantly shocked everyone.
The crimson blood flowed on that beautiful face, and pierced into everyone's eyes like a knife, making people's eyes sting and unable to control themselves, making people hold their breath and tense involuntarily.
Like a boulder thrown into the water, a huge wave was set off in an instant!
Kunlun faction, after all, is still a famous sect!
Yan Luo, a Golden Core Cultivator sitting in the Stone Pan mountain's Hundred Herb Hall, after getting the news immediately rushed down the mountain, shielding Yi Xin and healing her wounds; when someone found that someone in the forest was sneaking around trying to leave, it was He Gang, thinking about the previous events, the crowd was suddenly agitated, and many people were cursing out.
But He Gang's brother, He Yi, after all, is too famous. Although the crowd was angry, no one dared to step forward to stop the attack. At this time, Yan Luo, who is already gray-haired, suddenly appeared beside He Gang without saying a word, and slapped him across the face.
That afternoon, at the edge of the woods below the Stone Pan mountain, everyone heard the crunching sound and the dull fracture sound that followed, and a man's heart-breaking howl at the end.
Of course, no one paid any attention to him.
By the evening, the matter had spread throughout the Kunlun School, and was a sensation up and down the sect.
When the Yi Family in Kunwu City heard the news they rushed to the mountain. It is said that the scene was so tragic that the girl's mother fainted on the spot after seeing her daughter, and Yi Xin's father and other relatives and friends were all angry and unable to control themselves.
Hundred Herb Hall is one of the most important halls in the Kunlun School, with strong and deep roots. In just one day, there were two Nascent Soul Daoistd and seven Golden Core cultivators directly descend to the stone pan mountain, and even after nightfall on a large mountain peak was still brightly lit, and countless people went in and out, only to see the sky was full of brilliance and different awnings rise and fall, the path of the rainbow crossed the sky, making the stars and moon look lightless, when the Daoists of the immortal division came wind sounded like drums as they stepped on the clouds, such as the eve of the storm the thunder came from a silent place.
Afterwards, Master Dukong left and drifted away. In the middle of this, he simply never mentioned a word about He Gang who was still hanging on that big tree under Stone Pan Mountain, and the people of Hundred Herb Hall also seemed to have forgotten about him.
After this, the matter quickly subsided, He Gang was hanged for three days and then released, was picked up by his brother He Yi, and then sent directly out of Kunlun Mountain, in Kunwu City to find a house to live in to recuperate. He found a house in Kunwu City to recuperate. It seems that he will not return to the mountain in a short time. And after He Yi finished this matter, he immediately announced to everyone that he would immediately retreat in accordance with the teacher's order, to comprehend and break through the incomparably difficult Golden Core Realm.
Everything is like a breeze blowing, after the turbulent sway, it finally gradually calmed down, the majestic Kunlun is still like the old days, everything is as usual.
Late at night, the Stone Pan mountain has long lost the lively tension of the previous days, After the lights dimmed, there was silence. I dont know how many people fell asleep at this moment.
The darkness of the night seems to be everywhere, and there is a shadow that melts with the darkness quietly moving forward in the darkness, passing through the houses without a sound, bypassing the guards, and finally in a very deep place. He stopped outside the room.
The window was a little open, as if seemed to have opened by the night wind, it let out a creak and swayed open.
On the bed in the room, Yi Xin turned over, rubbed her eyes sleepily, suddenly trembled, and sat up suddenly and found that there was a black shadow beside her bed.
But before she could cry out, a big hand had already covered her mouth, forcing all her voice back.
*Heavenly Warrior Hall
**Heavenly Fire Palace
***In the older days in China lower rank people use to bow/kneel to the upper rank or the King that type of bowing was called Kowtow
its pronounced : Kaau-Taau