usatvline Chapter 172 They are all experienced people
Chapter 172 They are all experienced people
Early the next morning, in the Jianxin Sect's ceremonial hall.
The two peak masters of Tianji Peak and Tianquan Peak had a fierce quarrel with the sect leader for unknown reasons. They even drew their swords and almost came to blows.
In the end, the two peak masters directly rebelled against the Jianxin Sect and even took most of the disciples away.
While those disciples were still confused, they went to Lingzhou of the two peak masters, crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and set up a new sect called "Seven Star Sect" on a mountain far away from the Jianxin Sect.
The next day, the disciples who were still in the sect learned that a fairy named Chu Ci had brought Song Ci, who was rumored to have died long ago, back to the sect.
"He has lost his memory, and he has lost his immortal bones and dantian, so he can only become a magic cultivator." Chu Xuan, who used the alias Chu Ci, pushed Song Ci in front of everyone. (For the sake of reading convenience, he was called Chu Ci during his time in Jianxin Sect.)
"When I found him in the water, his bones and muscles were broken, his spiritual roots and dantian were violently taken out, and none of his internal organs were intact. It took a lot of natural resources to heal him to the state he is in now."
Xiao Feng Can Lao stepped forward with tears in his eyes and grabbed Song Ci's wrist: "Child, you have suffered, it's all because of your teacher's failure to protect you."
The energy and spirit that I had finally gathered last night seemed to dissipate at this moment.
"I'm sorry, I don't remember anything." Song Ci looked at the people in front of him, all unfamiliar in his eyes.
"It's okay, it's good that you're back, it's good that you're back." Xiao Fengcan patted his shoulder comfortingly: "Everything will be fine in the future."
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After some greetings, Tang Shi took both Chu Ci and Song Ci back to his own cave.
"Do you remember anything when you see these old friends?" Tang Shi asked while putting his hand on the arm of the guard behind Chu Ci, who was not good-looking and had little presence, and began to examine his body carefully.
The guard version of the real Song Ci shook his head blankly: "I don't know them."
"Don't you have a headache? Last time I mentioned your master, you fainted."
"No," Song Ci continued to shake his head: "Now even if I eat too much, I won't feel like sleeping."
Tang poetry:...
"Your body is stronger now. When this matter is over, I will break and reconnect your bones again." Tang Shi pointed his fingers in the air to indicate the position of Song Ci's chest bones, which scared him so much that he jumped directly behind Chu Ci.
"Xuanxuan, I don't want to break my bones. It hurts."
Tang Shi comforted him halfheartedly, "Don't worry, you'll get used to it the second time. You're an experienced person now, so what are you afraid of?"
"Maybe the same pain can remind you of something."
"Wow, Xuanxuan, she is a bad person."
While Tang Shi was still enjoying the pleasure of bullying the mentally retarded, the restriction outside the door was triggered, and then Zhong Yunyi's voice rang out: "Junior Sister Tang Shi, I want to take Song Ci for a walk and see if he can remember anything."
Tang Shi raised her eyebrows and motioned for the fake Song Ci to go out with her.
"Song Ci, it's great that you can come back." When Zhong Yunyi saw Song Ci coming out, he hugged him excitedly. He didn't even have a chance to speak just now.
"Do you really remember nothing?"
Song Ci skillfully broke free from the other person's embrace and shook his head expressionlessly.
"It's okay, it's okay." Zhong Yunyi's eyes were a little red, but he still forced a smile and said, "I'll take you to the old place to have a look, maybe you will remember it."
As he said this, he brought Song Ci and Tang Shi to his courtyard.
Then he looked at Song Ci expectantly: "Have you seen that tree? Do you feel like lying on it?"
Song Ci readily followed suit and lay down on the crooked tree, adjusting himself to a comfortable position.
Zhong Yunyi roughly wiped his sour nose and pushed back his tears: "Yes, you usually like to lie like this."
Then, he picked up the sword and began to practice the first level of the Nine Sword Styles.
Although the fake Song Ci and the real Wuwei were only Gu Yuanfeng's attendants, their strength had reached that of a quasi-saint. Even though he was not a sword cultivator, his eyesight and experience were there. He soon discovered the shortcomings in Zhong Yunyi's sword moves and slowly frowned.
"Raise your arms higher. Why is your waist so stiff?"
"That's the feeling. You taught me this before." Zhong Yunyi stopped and looked at him expectantly: "Do you remember anything?"
"No," Song Ci returned to his expressionless state, "It's just that your sword moves were too obviously wrong."
Zhong Yunyi lowered his head in frustration, but soon cheered up again: "It's okay, amnesia is not something that can be cured so easily."
"I still have some of your favorite tea leaves. Would you like to try some?"
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In the following days, Zhong Yunyi took the fake Song Ci to look for memories, while Chu Ci took the real Song Ci and left the sect quietly.
When the leader Zhongli Mei saw that Song Ci had returned, even though his talent was destroyed and he had turned to the path of magic, he was still alive. He wanted to make the big deal out of the small matter.
After all, the Ye family has always been the backer of the Jianxin Sect, so it would be best not to offend them if possible.
He even wanted to ask the two peak masters who had left to bring their disciples back so that the matter of revenge would be left unresolved.
Zhong Yunyi stood in front of his father with a rare firmness, insisting: "Although Song Ci didn't die, he suffered a lot. What's more, there are those brothers and sisters. They were killed to prove my innocence. The rest of the brothers and sisters were forced to leave their homeland and hide."
"I must avenge this, otherwise I will be sorry for their protection."
Zhongli Mei didn't expect that his son, who had always been docile, would be so persistent this time.
"Have you ever thought about how you can take revenge with your current strength? Are you going to use the lives of your uncles and aunts to take revenge?"
"Once the Ye family is enraged and takes their anger out on other disciples of the Jianxin Sect, who will you be able to protect then?"
Zhongli Mei was also a sword cultivator, and he once traveled the world with his sword. However, when he took over the Jianxin Sect, he shouldered more and more responsibilities and had to consider more and more things, and gradually he lost the vigor and vitality he had in the past.
"Revenge is my own idea. I can leave Jianxin Sect so that I won't implicate others."
"That's easy to say," Zhong Limei returned to his usual attitude towards his son: "You are my son. Who would believe me if I said you have nothing to do with Jian Xin Sect?"
"From now on, you will practice in seclusion. Either you successfully transcend the tribulation and ascend to heaven, or you practice the Nine Sword Heart Styles to the ninth level. Otherwise, don't mention revenge in front of me."
Having said that, regardless of Zhong Yunyi's objection, he directly locked the person in the cave. At the same time, he also issued a ban to the other peak masters, forbidding them to mention revenge again.
However, the Seven Star Sect, which had already set up its own sect, was still not taken back.