Chapter 292: Parting Ways

In the second half of the night.

The blood moon appeared and disappeared behind the clouds, and the earth was sometimes scarlet and sometimes dark.

From the direction of Tiandu Mountain, sword lights flew up from time to time, like lightning, illuminating the world, but darkness and scarlet were still the eternal melody of the night.

Outside Chaoyin Pavilion, dozens of black shadows suddenly flashed.

When the scarlet moonlight faded and was submerged by the clouds, as if they had received orders at the same time, dozens of black shadows quietly passed over the wall and landed in the courtyard. They seemed to be very familiar with the layout of Chaoyin Pavilion and had rehearsed beforehand.

They were divided into several teams and rushed towards their respective target courtyards.

The sword light flashed in the darkness, and the sound of the courtyard door breaking sounded one after another in the dark night. Apart from this, there was no other sound.

After a while, there was a call.

The night birds roosting in the woods were startled by the call, flapping their wings, circling over the woods for a while, and then fell again.

"No one!"

"No one here either!"

The shouts echoed in the courtyard.

A short and fat old man tore off the black scarf covering his face, his face livid.

He received news from his disciples that the new disciple of Chaoyin Pavilion was born with a sword body, and his son Yin Li had already led people to intercept him halfway.

As the leader of Yizi Dianjianmen, he did not rest assured and wait for good news from his son, but immediately gathered people.

After nightfall, his son did not return.

The old man knew that things were not good.

The black swordsmen who worked for Jianmen had not yet assembled and were not fully prepared. Even so, he still made a decision and immediately led people to Chaoyin Pavilion. They arrived just before midnight and rested for half an hour before launching an attack.

But they were empty-handed!

The old man Li Yanzhen had already planned and escaped in advance.

"I hate it so much!"

With a roar, the short and fat old man slashed with a sword.

Sword light flashed, and the aura was everywhere. The courtyard in front of him collapsed with a loud bang, and dust and smoke rose up.

"Ada, come here..."

He turned around and shouted to one side.

The eldest disciple flashed out from the darkness and stood in front of him with a bow.

"Have you notified the people in Heishan'ao?"

"Master, before nightfall, the people who went there to deliver the message set off!"

The eldest disciple said.

"Okay!"

"Although the surnamed Li is cunning, there are not many places he can go. There are only a few sword sects that can take in Chaoyin Pavilion. You must kill them before he finds a backer. Then you go to Heishan'ao and say that I doubled the price to buy Li Yanzhen and his son, as well as the head of the natural sword body!"

The short and fat old man said as if roaring.

"Okay!"

The eldest disciple nodded, stepped back, and disappeared into the darkness.

...

At the same time, on a mountain road more than a hundred miles away from Chaoyin Pavilion, a group of people were rushing in the dark.

Suddenly, there was some commotion in the team and they stopped moving forward.

"What did you say!"

Li Yunpeng's angry roar rang out in the crowd.

Li Yanzhen rushed over from the back of the team and came to the front of the team. Li Yunpeng, who was responsible for clearing the way, was confronting several fellow disciples.

"What's the matter?"

He looked at those people, his face was intimidating without anger.

"Father..."

Li Yunpeng was indignant and was about to speak.

Li Yanzhen raised his hand to stop him.

"Don't talk, let your senior brothers speak..."

"Master!"

Those people looked at each other for a few times, and finally, one person stood up and bowed to Li Yanzhen with a fist.

"Speak..."

Li Yanzhen folded his hands in front of his chest.

For the time being, the team was divided into several parts.

The larger group was centered on that disciple, about seven or eight people, and they obviously had a common appeal. There were also three or four disciples who looked confused and didn't know what happened. Nie Wushuang and Jian Yibai and his wife stood alone on one side.

Nie Wushuang was very clear about the scene in front of him.

It was nothing more than a big tree falling and monkeys scattering.

Chaoyin Pavilion was already on the verge of collapse, and it was almost falling out of the ninth grade. Once it fell out, the sword sect could only disband and the signboard was removed.

The new sword sect could only come to station in their own garrison.

For the disciples of Chaoyin Pavilion, they had two choices, either to join a new sword sect and start over, or to leave with the father and son of the Li family and become a wandering swordsman, hoping to make a comeback in the future.

These people in front of them might have the idea of ​​the first choice.

However, Li Yanzhen took people away at night and disrupted their chance. No one was stupid. Although they didn't know the inside story, they also knew that there was a possibility of extermination.

Otherwise, Li Yanzhen would not do this.

If you don't jump off a ship when it is about to capsize, you will most likely sink to the bottom of the river with the sinking ship.

At this time, those disciples just wanted to jump off the ship.

Live and die together, share hardships!

It's easier said than done!

"Master, we want to ask for a leave. We have been disciples for more than ten years and are not qualified to participate in the Eight-Direction Sword Meeting. In this case, we might as well take advantage of this time to deal with some personal matters and return to Chaoyin Pavilion after the Eight-Direction Sword Meeting is over..."

The man standing in front of Li Yanzhen said hesitantly.

"Thirteen years..."

"Thirteen years, seven months, and sixteen days..."

Li Yanzhen said.

"Huh?"

The man looked confused.

"Xiao Qi, you have been disciples for thirteen years, seven months, and sixteen days..."

Li Yanzhen's tone was a little sad.

Xiao Qi looked guilty and lowered his head.

He didn't expect Li Yanzhen to remember it so clearly, so he felt a little guilty about what he and others did, but...

No matter how deep the feelings are, they are not as important as their own lives!

They have been in Chaoyin Pavilion for thirteen years, and have experienced a lot of bloody storms. During these thirteen years, many of their fellow disciples died. They have been able to persist until now. To be honest, they have worked hard enough and are completely worthy of their master.

Buried with them?

Please don't be sensitive!

After pondering for a long time, Li Yanzhen made a decision.

"Since... you have private matters to deal with, then go. If we return to Chaoyin Pavilion in the future, you will receive the news and come back. If there is any accident and Chaoyin Pavilion no longer exists, I allow you to leave the master..."

"Father!"

Li Yunpeng shouted.

Li Yanzhen gave him a stern look.

Li Yunpeng fell silent.

Li Yanzhen turned his head and looked at the few remaining disciples who were at a loss and said to them with a smile.

"You too..."

"Master!"

Someone shouted with tears in his eyes.

"Master, I won't leave!"

Some people knelt down and kowtowed three times to Li Yanzhen, then turned around and disappeared into the darkness with a sword in hand.

Some people were so tearful that they refused to leave, so they stayed. Although there were not many such people, only two or three.

Everyone's choice is different, but it is difficult to say what is right or wrong.

In fact, Nie Wushuang could have just left.

There is nothing to linger on after getting the first understanding of the sword.

It is inevitable to attract attention if you launch a satellite. It is better to hide your identity and change to another place. Nie Feng can also become Bu Jingyun.

When he was young, Guo Tianwang looked good.

However, he did not do this.

He is willing to accompany the father and son of the Li family.

The cause and effect have been made, and you must end it yourself.