The sword came out of Huashan, and swept the world from the world of swordsman

It was not until Yue Zhuoqun's back disappeared that Feng Buping and the other two slowly calmed down, and their minds also got out of the CPU state of being hit by Yue Zhuoqun.

As soon as they regained clarity, they immediately felt something was wrong.

"Brother, we were misled by him!"

Cong Buqi's face suddenly turned black, and he said indignantly:

"At the beginning, it was the Qi Sect that used conspiracy and trickery to defeat our Sword Sect. The three of us had no face to stay in the sect, so we had to leave Huashan.

How come he said it was all our fault?"

"He also said that if he wanted to make up for his mistakes, he would return to Huashan. He was obviously deceiving us to work for him!"

Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou's mouths twitched, which was indeed the case.

How could they repay the sect if they couldn't even stay in Huashan?

But they had already promised Yue Buqun, so they couldn't just chase him back and argue with him!

What's the difference between that and quarreling with children?

"Forget it. Huashan is our home after all. We have to go back.

Besides, it is of great significance to resolve the conflict between the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect and make Huashan Sect prosperous again. There is no need to worry too much."

Feng Buping thought about it and finally shook his head.

The moment he was persuaded by Yue Zhuoqun, he found that his desire to return to Huashan outweighed his dissatisfaction with Yue Zhuoqun.

Even though he realized that he was misled by Yue Zhuoqun's words, he couldn't hate him, and even felt a little grateful.

After all, misleading was also a step for them to return to Huashan.

"Alas!"

Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi sighed helplessly after hearing this, looked at each other and smiled bitterly:

"We are controlled by the head of the sect."

...

When Yue Zhuoqun returned to the Yellow River Gang's stronghold, the battle had subsided, and thirteen Huashan disciples and Yang Lin were waiting for him in the lobby.

The core members of the Yellow River Gang who participated in robbing merchant ships and causing trouble in the Yellow River area were all killed by Huashan disciples.

Those low-level gang members who cooked, washed clothes, and did not know martial arts were also arrested by the notified officials and put on trial one by one.

"Master!"

"Master Yue!"

Seeing Yue Zhuoqun coming back, Yang Lin and others saluted with fists.

Yue Zhuoqun glanced at them and nodded with satisfaction.

Huashan disciples were fine. After all, they all had martial arts skills and their strength was at least third-rate. They were more than enough to deal with the Yellow River gang members. They were basically intact.

Only one disciple was unlucky. He was attacked by a wounded Yellow River gang member who fell to the ground. He was stabbed in the calf and had a fever on his face.

The most seriously injured was Yang Lin. He was stabbed in the arm, calf, and back. Although the wound was not deep, his clothes were stained with blood.

But this kid seemed to be unaware of the pain and his eyes were full of excitement.

"Master, we originally protected Brother Yang in the middle, but we didn't expect that he was more excited than us in the fight, waving his sword and rushing in front of everyone, so he got a little injured."

A second-rate disciple explained to Yue Zhuoqun.

They all had a good impression of this young man who was born in a wealthy family but was keen on martial arts.

His temper and personality were too much to the taste of those martial artists.

Yue Zhuoqun smiled and patted Yang Lin on the shoulder: "Not bad!"

Bravery is worthy of recognition, but cherishing life is something that needs to be learned, but these can be taught slowly after entering the Chuanwu Hall.

Yang Lin, who was praised, was excited and flushed.

He was not a dull person, and he could see that Yue Zhuoqun intended to test him.

Does the praise at this moment mean that Master Yue wants to accept him as a disciple?

He couldn't help but look at Yue Zhuoqun expectantly.

As a result, Yue Zhuoqun patted his shoulder and didn't say anything else, and stepped towards the bodies of the three dragons and four dragons.

When Yue Zhuoqun went to chase the Yellow River boss, three of the other six died and three were injured. Now they are all dead.

The body was extremely tragic, with wounds everywhere. I don’t know how many times it was chopped.

Next to them were the seven women who were tortured and ravaged.

Their clothes and palms were covered with blood, and they sat on the ground with ashen faces.

Their hated enemies were dead, and three of them were killed by their own hands.

But their hearts were empty after their revenge.

Not only did their families break up, but they were also insulted and ravaged by the three Jiao and four dragons. How could they live?

"I have killed the Yellow River boss, and all your enemies have been killed. The great revenge has been avenged!" Yue Zhuoqun sighed.

"Woo, woo~"

I don’t know how long I have suppressed my emotions, and finally burst into tears.

After a long while, they forced themselves to stop their grief and kowtowed to Yue Buqun: "Thank you, Master Yue, for your kindness. We...we..."

They really didn't know how to repay him, and how they could repay him.

"No need to do me such a great honor."

Yue Zhuoqun quickly waved his hand, signaling everyone to help them up.

Destroy the Yellow River GangThis is the purpose of this trip, and it is a coincidence that he helps them to get revenge.

However, how to settle them makes Yue Zhuoqun a little worried.

If they are left alone, they will probably die at this moment.

This is not a matter of being a saint or not.

As a person, it is difficult to remain indifferent in the face of such a situation.

Moreover, in the Huashan Chuanxilu he compiled for the training of Huashan disciples, there is a teaching to distinguish right from wrong and know what to do and what not to do.

If the head does not take the lead, how can the disciples do it?

After all, his system task is to revitalize Huashan, and he needs to train excellent disciples, not to pursue his own strength and live a carefree and happy life.

"Master Yue, leave them to me!"

At this time, Yang Lin stepped forward and said:

"We have a lot of businesses in the Yang family. It is no problem to change their living environment and find them a good job to survive.

And with our Yang family taking care of them, there is no need to worry about them being bullied again."

He was willing to take over this troublesome matter, not only to gain Yue Zhuoqun's favor, but more importantly out of pity from his heart.

"Okay!"

Yue Zhuoqun looked at Yang Lin with appreciation:

"You handle this matter well. If you want to learn martial arts, you can come to Huashan as long as you can get Mr. Yang's consent."

He was completely satisfied with Yang Lin.

Qualification, understanding, nature, wisdom, all impeccable.

Yang Lin was even more delighted, kneeling on the spot and saluted: "Disciple greets Master!"

No matter whether my father agrees to go to Huashan or not, let's first establish the name of master and apprentice!

Yue Zhuoqun's smile froze.

Damn, this kid is so shameless, and he is so good at climbing up the ladder.

"Don't come here, you can't just worship me as your master when you enter Huashan to learn martial arts.

You need to study in the Chuanwu Hall first. Only by passing the layers of assessments and showing excellent results can you be qualified to become my direct disciple."

"Hehe, I am confident that I can become the master's direct disciple.

Besides, even if I really can't meet the requirements, I will recognize you as my master for the rest of my life."

Yang Lin said this without blushing, not embarrassed at all.

"Hahaha! Then we have to congratulate Junior Brother Yang first."

The Huashan disciples next to him couldn't help laughing and secretly gave him an assist.

In fact, they were full of envy in their hearts. They knew that Yue Zhuoqun didn't admit it, but he actually recognized it in his heart.

They didn't want to become the master's disciple, but the conditions were too difficult.

Junior Brother Linghu has been in Huashan for several years, and he was finally accepted as a disciple by the master some time ago.

As a result, before his identity was confirmed, the headmaster kicked him out as soon as he established the Chuanwu Hall, and he became a person to be examined!

If Yang Lin had excellent qualifications, he might be able to squeeze out Linghu Chong and become the headmaster's first disciple!

Yue Zhuoqun didn't know the twists and turns in the minds of these disciples.

Seeing that the matter was over here, he led all the disciples back to Huashan.