PDLP Chapter 87 The Ninth Junior Brother Becomes the Senior Brother
Chapter 87 The Ninth Junior Brother Becomes the Senior Brother
Chapter 87 Ninth Junior Brother Becomes Senior Brother
Those who are cautious and meticulous are often better at preventing problems before they arise.
That day, Lin Pingzhi, having received Li Che's instructions, was so engrossed that he lost his appetite and kept staring at the sun and the gate.
As the sun set and darkness approached, and his master Yue Buqun still hadn't returned, he could no longer sit still.
Even his maternal grandfather, Wang Yuanba, was somewhat anxious, after all, he knew to some extent that the two factions were outwardly friendly but inwardly at odds.
The grandfather and grandson went up Mount Song with trepidation.
Unexpectedly, Zuo Lengchan was kind and saw him off with gentle words.
It's enough to slow down for one day.
By the time the man surnamed Yue returned, Huashan had already changed its surname to Zuo!
Along with Yue Buqun, there was also a carrier pigeon flying north from Mount Song, which led to Lu Bai changing his location.
The Five Mountains Alliance Leader's Order only carries weight if it appears after Yue Buqun returns to Mount Hua.
However, the scheming leader of the Left Alliance not only failed to know Li Che's strength, but also misjudged Feng Buping's intentions, and was unaware that another member of the Thirteen Protectors of Songshan had gone.
Yue Buqun sensed something was wrong as soon as he left Mount Song. They talked about something trivial and roundabout for a whole day.
Something's fishy!
Therefore, without even eating, he bid farewell to the Golden Knife Wang family with his disciple Lin Pingzhi under the cover of night and rode swiftly straight to Mount Hua.
Seeing Li Che quickly approaching, Yue Buqun finally felt a little relieved and slowed his pace.
But one sentence from the former made him tense up again.
"Master, something's happened!"
The master and disciple spoke softly in front of the mountain gate for a full quarter of an hour, during which Yue Buqun's expression changed repeatedly.
It was a complex mix of emotions: hatred, resentment, murderous intent, and a secret sense of relief.
"Was it your grandmaster uncle's idea to place the man surnamed Feng on the Cliff of Repentance? Did he really kill Lu Bai and the other man?"
"Master, please forgive me. This was my own decision. Feng Buping's swordsmanship is superb; after you, Master, no one in the Huashan Sect can defeat him."
Therefore, I believe that rather than letting him go and guarding him every day, it would be better to keep him under the watchful eye of Grand Uncle Feng.
Killing Lu Bai is my pledge of loyalty!
Yue Buqun supported Li Che's shoulder and said with satisfaction, "Che'er has considered everything carefully; what mistake could he have made?"
Then his expression darkened. "However, these remnants of the Sword Sect will only cause trouble if left alive! The conflict over sword energy led to the massacre of hundreds of my Huashan disciples."
With such a grudge, how could this thief easily let it go?
Yue Buqun gazed at the South Peak and sighed, "Che'er, you are still young and do not know the wickedness of people's hearts. The man surnamed Feng is temporarily lying low, but who knows if he has other schemes."
Uncle Feng was probably fooled by him too!
But now that the old man has spoken, it's not easy to do anything about it.
Li Che had long anticipated that Lao Yue's inner conflict would remain unresolved.
But this matter cannot be rushed. At least with Feng Qingyang around, he is not too anxious.
"Master, I just went to Uncle Feng's place, and he asked to see you."
"Oh?"
In the past, Lao Yue would have been overjoyed, but now... his worries are even greater.
Yue Buqun remained silent for a long time, pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back and brows furrowed. Li Che did not disturb him.
A moment later, another figure appeared on the road.
Lin Pingzhi planted his long sword on the ground, bent over, panting heavily.
Yue Buqun was anxious and walked in a hurry. He couldn't catch up and kept chasing after him, not daring to rest for even a moment.
Young Master Lin has truly witnessed the perilousness of Mount Hua today.
Although their foundation was weak, it was enough to show their tenacious spirit.
"Ping... Pingzhi, I've met you, Uncle Li... Senior Brother Li."
Li Che quickly stepped forward to help him up, "Junior brother, go inside and rest for a while, catch your breath. You'll formally become a disciple after the ancestral worship ceremony."
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"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother. Ping, I'm fine."
Lin Pingzhi glanced at his master, thinking that the two must have something important to discuss, and dared not disturb them, so he quickly stepped into the courtyard.
"Master, what about Uncle Feng..."
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"This matter is not urgent!" Yue Buqun's expression hardened, and he solemnly said, "Che'er, inform the disciples to go to the Ancestral Hall; I have important news to announce!"
"yes!"
It was nearly noon, north of Jade Maiden Peak, at the Huashan Patriarch Shrine.
Yue Buqun had washed away the dust of his journey, changed into a blue cloth robe, and stood with his hands behind his back before the portraits of the patriarchs of past generations, his face solemn and his eyes calm.
The portraits of the successive patriarchs of Mount Hua appear to be sitting high above, looking down with piercing eyes that seem to weigh a ton.
Ning Zhongze stood solemnly beside him.
Below the hall, Linghu Chong, Liang Fa, Lu Dayou, Yue Lingshan, and other inner disciples stood with their hands at their sides, not uttering a word.
Next to them were the outer disciples, who also looked respectful.
Lin Pingzhi stood at the very end, feeling uneasy for a moment, never expecting the apprenticeship ceremony to be so solemn.
Several pairs of eyes fell on him, and he couldn't help but feel a little intimidated.
But upon closer inspection, one can see that these gazes are filled with doubt and curiosity.
I have never seen such a grand display since I joined the sect. Who is this newly accepted disciple?
"Kneel down!"
Yue Buqun's voice was not loud, but it was clear and pleasant to hear.
Everyone obeyed, kneeling on the prayer mats, the rustling of their clothes particularly clear in the empty ancestral hall.
Yue Buqun turned around, his gaze sweeping over the disciples, his brows filled with a dignified and righteous air.
"Li Che!"
"Disciple is here!"
Lin Pingzhi's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly lowered his knees. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and almost stepped out from the crowd.
"Step forward and kowtow to the patriarch!"
Li Che was stunned for a moment. So it was aimed at him?
After the three bows, Yue Buqun did not let him stand up, but instead said loudly, "Since the founding of the Huashan Sect, it has been passed down for thirteen generations."
Throughout its history, the tradition has experienced rises and falls, but its legacy has not been severed and its transmission continues, all thanks to the dedication and selflessness of our predecessors.
As he spoke, he bowed deeply to the portrait of the patriarch, his posture extremely respectful, and all the disciples followed suit.
Then Yue Buqun straightened up, walked to the incense table, lit three sticks of incense, and the smoke rose up. He raised the incense above his head and said, "Yue Buqun, the thirteenth generation leader of the Huashan Sect, respectfully offers three sticks of incense to the spirits of our ancestors in heaven."
My disciple Li Che has been with us for many years. He is of good character and has achieved some success in martial arts... He is capable of great things and is worthy of inheriting the mantle of Mount Hua.
Disciple Buqun wishes to re-establish the Huashan lineage, hoping that the ancestral masters of all generations will grant their blessings and protect our Huashan lineage, enabling it to flourish and live up to the arduous efforts of our forefathers!
His words were solemn and earnest, each word resounding and echoing throughout the ancestral hall.
Even though Li Che had anticipated this, he still felt his blood boiling. He glanced at Lao Yue's back and felt that the blue robe in the sunlight streaming through the window had an indescribable sense of loneliness and heaviness.
Yue Buqun inserted the incense sticks into the burner, turned to face his disciples, and solemnly declared, "From this day forward, Li Che is a personally trained disciple of Mount Hua, holding a high position within the inner sect, and shall be the senior disciple of Mount Hua!"
Before the disciples could react, Yue Buqun's gaze fell on Li Che again, "Che'er, the title of personal disciple is more than just a title."
Since our founder, the Huashan School has been founded on righteousness and guided by the right path.
When you travel the world in the future, remember this: martial arts skills are secondary; character is fundamental.
No matter how high one's martial arts skills are, if one's heart is not righteous, one is nothing more than a demon who wreaks havoc on the martial world; if one's martial arts skills are mediocre, but one conducts oneself with integrity, one is still worthy of being a disciple of Mount Hua.
Your every word and action represents the honor and disgrace of Mount Hua.
You must also shoulder the immense responsibility of Mount Hua, do you understand?!
"This disciple will certainly live up to Master's high expectations!"
"good!"
As soon as he finished speaking, shouts erupted in the ancestral hall, and all the disciples cried out in unison, "Senior Brother!"
Many eyes fell on Linghu Chong in the front row. He didn't seem disappointed at all; on the contrary, he looked ashamed, as if he didn't dare to look directly at his master and mistress.
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