After leaving the ancient tomb, Fang Zhixing did not alarm the people in Zhongnan Mountain, nor did he go south to Xiangyang, but went north to Huashan alone. After Li Mochou passed away, he had no bonds in his heart. Even if he sometimes thinks of his daughter, apprentice and others, he is not too worried. Now, what he wants to do most is to find a suitable place to quietly break through and realize his martial arts dream. Of course, since Fang Zhixing knew about some things, he had to deal with them for his daughter, son-in-law and grandson as his last wish.

Taking a step forward, Fang Zhixing walked towards Huashan. He saw that although his steps were not fast, it seemed to contain some mystery, and each step was tens of feet away. The pedestrians on the road did not notice any strangeness without paying special attention. Occasionally, some people seemed to have some awareness, but Fang Zhixing had long disappeared. Only a few heroes in the world noticed that Fang Zhixing had a strange skill, but they did not know Fang Zhixing's identity and had limited martial arts skills, so they did not dare or could not come forward to disturb him, so they had to secretly write it down in their hearts and leave it for future inquiries.

Ignoring the strangeness along the way, Fang Zhixing had arrived at Mount Hua not long after. Seeing the Huashan disciples guarding the foot of the mountain, he knew that Mount Huashan was now the resident of the Huashan Sect, and no longer had no protection when he was in the previous Huashan Sword Competition, nor did he disturb him. He found a mountain road and walked up.

"Senior brother, will they pay attention to us when we go to the Huashan Sect to seek justice like this? Xian Yutong is a disciple of the Huashan Sect. Will they believe that we should punish him?" Seeing that it was not far from the base of the top of the mountain, Fang Zhixing suddenly heard a woman whispering. Although the voice was low, it also reached his ears.

"Huashan Sect, hum, don't say whether they believe it or not, even if they believe it, they will most likely refuse to admit it. But now the people from the Beidou Sword Sect and the Wudang Sect have come, so they can't deny it!" A man replied, his voice full of resentment, which showed that he had a deep hatred with someone in the Huashan Sect.

"Senior brother, are you going to... use that golden needle? When the master passed it to us, he was vague. He just said that he could take it to the Wudang Sect and the Beidou Sword Sect for help. But will the people of these two sects believe it? I think it's better to ask the brothers in the sect to seek justice. I heard that Yang Zuozeng had also arrived in Guanzhong a few days ago. If he were there, he would be much more sure." The word "woman" said again. From her tone, the two seemed to have tokens from the Wudang Sect and the Beidou Sword Sect in their hands, but they were not sure, so they couldn't make up their minds.

The man seemed a little hesitant, but when he heard the "brothers in the sect", he sighed heavily and said, "Oh, brothers in the sect should not count on you. When I joined the Holy Sect, I admired the leader of Yang to fight against the Tartars, and was a good man who stood up to heaven; and the second was that I wanted to use the power of the sect to kill Mount Hua to seek justice for Qingyang. Unexpectedly, before long after joining the sect, Master Yang suddenly disappeared and the Holy Sect was divided. In my opinion, I hope they could kill Mount Hua. There was no need to think about it for a few decades, so we can only rely on ourselves to avenge Qingyang. The Wudang Sect and the Beidou Sword Sect have a good reputation. I think they will definitely not make things difficult for us even if they don't believe it. Let's go up the mountain quickly!"

The woman thought of the changes in the sect, and agreed with the man's statement. However, she was suspicious by nature. She was still worried about whether the Wudang Sect and the Beidou Sword Sect would stand up for them. She hesitated for a while and said, "Senior Brother. I think it's better to send a letter to Yang Zuo first. If there is any such thing, someone can respond. Although Yang Zuo is arrogant, if he hears that the brothers in the sect are in trouble, he will definitely not sit idly by. At worst, we will go and surrender to him after this matter!"

"Okay, Nangu, you wait here first. If there is anything wrong, go down the mountain immediately and ask Yang Zuo to save him. If he doesn't agree, go to find other brothers and I will go up the mountain alone..." The man said. However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the woman and said, "Senior Brother, are you saying I am greedy for life and fear of death? OK! Let's go up the mountain together to see how their Huashan Sect can do to us!"

Upon hearing this, the man hurriedly explained: "Junior sister, I don't mean that, listen to me..." He explained in a panic. However, the woman seemed to have a temper and did not listen to his explanation. After a while, the two of them started arguing again.

Fang Zhixing had been listening for so long and had already guessed the identities of the two. This time he went to Huashan to settle Bai Yuan's murder so as not to have disputes in the world. Thinking that these two people had resentment with Xian Yutong and knew the origin of the Golden Silkworm Gu poison. When he arrived on the mountain, he could be a witness. He couldn't help but speak out: "Two are Hu Qingniu, Wang Nangu? If you want to go to Huashan, you can follow the old Taoist and your party. With the old Taoist here, you should be able to keep the two safe!"

"Who!", "Who is it!"... Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu were arguing, but suddenly heard someone telling their names and were shocked. The two of them sneaked into Huashan carefully, thinking that no one could notice it, but they didn't expect that they would suddenly tell the story of Xingzang, and they were panicked and could imagine it.

"Haha! Don't be afraid, I came from Mount Zhongnan and was quite a bit disrespectful in the sect. If you have any grudges with the Huashan Sect, you can tell me the old Taoist!" Fang Zhixing walked out gently and said, his expression was extremely kind.

But even so, Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu did not dare to believe it easily. Hu Qingniu said, "Listen to the Taoist's long tone, is it from Quanzhen Sect? I don't know what to call it?"

Fang Zhixing said: "The old Taoist has not heard of the world for a long time, and few people know that they say it. But the two have any grudges and grudges with the Huashan Sect. If you need the old Taoist help, just say it."

Hearing that he was unwilling to tell his identity, he said he wanted to help him several times. Although Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu were a little happy, they were more suspicious. Since Hu Qingyang was harmed by Xian Yu Tong, they had found many people to help him revenge over the years, but almost none of them were useful. At this time, an unknown old Taoist suddenly appeared in the dense forest of Huashan Mountain and said that they would help him to help him, so that they could have confidence. They were thinking for a while, but they didn't know whether to believe it.

Fang Zhixing said several times, but seeing that the two of them were still hesitant, they shook their heads and said, "If you want to, you can follow the old Taoist and your party. It would be fine if you don't want to, say goodbye!" He turned around and continued to go to Huashan. For him, whether Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu appeared to testify was really not a big deal. If the two of them didn't want to, he would naturally not force them.

Seeing Fang Zhixing leaving, he seemed to have no intention, Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu looked at each other and felt a little confused. The two of them discussed in a low voice for a while, but didn't know what they said, and followed Fang Zhixing up the mountain. The group of three went to Mount Hua. (To be continued...)
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