number one leader

Chapter 96 Going Down the Mountain
Once the momentum was established, Chu Sheng withdrew his gaze, looked at Wu Jintong with a smile, and saw that his face became gloomy, as if dripping water.

From the very beginning, Chu Sheng had no intention of reasoning with the legendary head of Wu, discussing morality.His own martial arts are not as good as the opponent's, and he is a junior compared to him, so he lacks confidence. Even if he talks about this, it must be based on equal strength and similar status.

That being the case, it can only mobilize the power of the people.No matter how high Wu Jintong's status is and no matter how strong his martial arts are, he will still rely on these hundreds of Chimushan disciples.He could ignore Chu Sheng's words, but he couldn't ignore the voices of hundreds of disciples.

Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it.

Wu Jingtong suppressed his anger, and the cheeks on his cheeks were trembling. He took a step forward and lowered his voice: "What are your intentions?"

Chu Sheng smiled, and took a step closer. When he came close to him, he slightly lowered his head and whispered in his ear, but suddenly shouted: "I have a public heart!"

As he said that, he looked around and shouted: "This is a matter of Guishan Mountain, but I can't ignore it below. We must not let Yingjie be so downcast!"

"Even if I offend the noble faction because of this, and die in my lower body, I will not hesitate!"

These words are awe-inspiring, but they are based on the assumption that Chimushan will take revenge on him for this, which is naturally paving the way for himself.

Sure enough, there were voices one after another, at first in twos and threes, but later they were all connected together, all saying: "I, Chimu Mountain, is upright, how can I blame Sect Master Chu for this!"

"I, Chimushan, will never do anything about this!"

Chu Sheng's gaze turned to Wu Jintong again, the latter's ears hurt from Chu Sheng's sudden howl, and he hated the person in front of him even more, so how could he respond?

But right now the disciples in the sect are making a lot of noise, so it can be dealt with easily afterwards, but right now he has to calm people's hearts, so he can only raise his arms and explain: "I am the sect master! I have a word."

Although everyone questioned him, the authority of the sect leader was still there. Once he made a sound, the momentum gradually subsided.

"It's not that I, Chimu Mountain, don't want to be kind to Ye Zhiming, it's just that he enjoys the resources in my mountain, but he is cautious! There are 24 styles of Zhiming Sword in his hand, and he has never been willing to hand it over for the disciples to share and practice, so I can't Do not make such a move.”

Naturally, this was a good move, and it even pulled all the disciples into the water to show his fairness.

Having said this, what should all the disciples say?The leader acted like this for the benefit of his disciples. If they condemned it, they would be ungrateful; and if they abandoned this good thing and ignored the 24 Fate-Knowing Sword Techniques, they couldn't do it.
Because of this, hundreds of disciples were all speechless.

At that time, the junior brother Su who was acting as a trustee among the disciples was a little anxious, kept looking at his senior brother, and said earnestly: "What should I do?"

It was he who was desperate to make a move just now, and was persuaded by Senior Brother Xing, but he was in charge of fanning the flames during the period.

But right now, it's really difficult.

Even Chu Sheng could still criticize from the commanding heights of morality, but not many disciples of Chimu Mountain would agree, so this is already concerned with their own interests, and everything cannot be so objective at all.

The same is true for Chu Sheng at this moment, but he was blocked by Wu Jintong's words, and he didn't know how to break the situation.

The latter was naturally complacent, with a smile on his face, and he looked around with his gaze, and the disciples around him bowed their heads and were sincerely convinced wherever they passed, as if this matter was about to be suppressed.

But at this moment, there was a long sigh, and Wu Jintong shrank his eyes, seeing Ye Zhiming's old figure gradually approaching, under the moonlight, the old body looked particularly thin.

The whole sect conspired to create the swordsmanship classics created by themselves, but unfortunately the master came, and the disciples of Chimu Mountain who passed by all bowed their heads in shame, and did not even dare to meet their eyes.

Ye Zhiming was about to leave, and Chu Sheng stepped forward to greet him. However, just after walking a few steps, he saw a young man running out of the crowd, supporting Ye Zhiming's left arm, and an older man fell behind. , but turned around and nodded slightly towards Chu Sheng.

With the support of the visitor, Ye Zhiming walked slowly, and the latter person also performed the teacher's salute face to face, Ye Zhiming just nodded slightly, and this person followed respectfully, walking towards Chu Sheng together, and walking towards Wu Jintong in front of him .

It was him, Wu Jintong, who made the tricks so far. Naturally, he couldn't help seeing Ye Zhiming again, even the old face couldn't help being a little surprised, his eyes moved away unnaturally, and he froze and didn't speak.

Standing in front of him, Ye Zhiming watched carefully, seeing the familiar figure and appearance, one by one, reflecting each other with the teenagers who walked side by side in the past, with an expression of nostalgia or regret on his face.

The two of them had been brothers and sisters since they were young, playing as playmates, unexpectedly they have come to such a situation.

Time can always take away some things, including friendship, and it also makes Ye Zhiming increasingly unfamiliar with the childhood playmate in front of him.

After a long time, his leisurely gaze turned back, and then he said: "Since this is the case, I will leave the mountain with my two disciples."

Wu Jintong didn't answer, but kept his eyes away, and never looked directly at Ye Zhiming, maybe he felt ashamed.

After waiting for a while, Ye Zhiming sighed again: "I will leave this sword manual to you."

In this way, Wu Jintong turned his head with a stiff face, looked at Ye Zhiming for the first time, and said in a flat tone:

"Can!"

Silence, after a long silence, Ye Zhiming nodded as if Fang Fang heard it.

Chu Sheng stepped forward, took out the sword manual from his arms without saying a word, and handed it to Ye Zhiming, who held it in his hand, rubbing the rough cover with his right thumb, with a lot of emotion in his eyes.

Wu Jintong didn't feel so much, but raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a displeased tone: "Such sword tactics are not passed on to the disciples in the mountain sect, but passed on to outsiders."

Chu Sheng didn't speak, but stood silently behind Ye Zhiming, who happened to be shoulder to shoulder with the disciple.

Ye Zhiming took a while to say, "Do you know why I don't want to hand over the sword manual to you?"

"Selfishness!"

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These words are really choking, Rao Ye Zhiming also had a helpless face, and smiled a little dullly, and suddenly said: "You know those two are the second sons of Xuanming, right?"

Wu Jintong didn't answer, Quan pretended he hadn't heard it.

"The two of them actually came here to find the lost boxing score. This is probably what you did."

Chu Sheng was also shocked, but Wu Jintong's face shook, and he replied stiffly: "No."

"It's just that I didn't expect to get the boxing score, but lost it at the last moment, so I disappeared. Is it?" Ye Zhiming continued to ask, this time without waiting for Wu Jintong's answer, he continued without stopping: " But when the second son was found, he had to deal with it, so he called the disciples of Sanshan and Thirteen Peaks to go down the mountain to deal with it. Is that so?"

"At that time, you also deliberately sent me away. Did you?"

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Wu Jintong suddenly gritted his teeth and was furious, and suddenly grabbed the sword manual in his hand, turned his head and walked back without waiting.

Ye Zhiming looked at his back and simply said: "You shouldn't have sent me away, or let me die in the battle. That's my destination."

Wu Jintong's footsteps paused, but he never answered, nor looked back, and gradually left.

There is always time like flowing water, which washes away the world's affairs and people's changes, but there is always a round moon in the sky, which remains the same for millions of years.

That night, Chu Sheng accompanied the three of them down the mountain under the moonlight.

(End of this chapter)