Martial Hero Rebirth

Chapter 178: Nun Yiqian

The Huashan group moved east. More than three hundred swordsmen walked through cities and villages, causing admiration among the inhabitants of their own and foreign lands. Everyone knew that this was the departure team to participate in the Five Mountain Swords Great Meeting.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Elder Qin walked ahead, looking from side to side with the vigilance of an eagle. He repeated again and again:

“Master told me that demons have infiltrated the Central Plains. We need to be especially careful, otherwise we will give them the advantage of a surprise attack.”

“I understand,” Lin Yi nodded again and again, laughing to himself..

He knew that no one would attack them now. The real carnage will begin after the meeting ends. While the demons were still getting ready.

Alas, he could not talk about this. And it doesn’t matter, vigilance is never superfluous. Nobody canceled the bandits along the way. Even if the war has not yet begun, but the world has long begun to plunge into chaos.

Bandits were everywhere. Even their detachment of three hundred people dared to attack.

A dagger suddenly flew at their feet and thugs jumped out of all the bushes onto the road. But when their eyes noticed the emblems on the victims' clothes, the greedy grins disappeared from their faces along with the blood.

Elder Qin laughed and said with admiration:

Lin Yi nodded, but thought about something completely different to himself..

Elder Qin is one of the most loyal people of their sect, but he has the brain of a child.

Most people in the fist world do not care at all about the suffering the bandits brought to the common people. Even among hundreds of thousands of people from the lower court, only a few perceived them as their brothers in mind.

From childhood, children are taught that commoners are just dirt under the feet of the fist world. Lin Yi could not change this in an instant. All he could do was show by example what should be the attitude towards other human beings.

Unfortunately, now they did not have time to catch up with the escaped bandits. Besides, these are not their lands and not their “subjects”».

Ten days later, having scared away several more camps with their emblems, they reached a small town at the foot of Songshan.

“Elder Qin, I suggest we stay in this city for a rest,” Lin Yi said. “Everyone is tired, and a good sleep at the inn will help us climb Mount Song in good spirits.”.”

“Okay,” Qin nodded calmly..

Lin Yi turned around and ordered three hundred disciples:

“Dismount, we'll stop in town for a rest.”

All the Huashan disciples obeyed. Lin Yi led them, Linghu Feng followed right behind him. Elder Qin covered the rear.

The town was really quite small; in fact, all the buildings lay along a couple of main streets. At first glance, Lin Yi noticed several Shaolin monks mocking the nuns. The girls looked angry and embarrassed, but the bald donkeys laughed heartily.

Many people watched from the sidelines, but no one had the courage to do anything. However, most didn't care.

Shaolin, one might say, was a neighbor of Songshan, and they divided this territory in half. Who would dare contradict their students? They could scream at any moment and a hundred monks would come running from all sides.

Lin Yi shook his head. The deeper the world fell into hell, the lower the monks sank behind it! They have already openly demonstrated their baseness on the streets.

But he didn't care.

He was about to leave when he suddenly noticed the emblems on the robes of the nuns.

They were from Hengshan, part of the Five Mountain Swords Alliance!

Lin Yi was going to make the Alliance one sect, so that everyone in it would consider themselves disciples of Huashan. How could he allow his sisters to be bullied? Even the Shaolin monks on their own territory.

Wu Shouyu, noticing his gaze, exclaimed:

“Elder brother, this is Shaolin territory, we cannot interfere with the affairs of their monks!”

Of course, anyone would think that a person had gone crazy if he challenged the largest sect, also on its own territory.

“Wu Shouyu,” Lin Yi said without explanation..

“Here!" shouted Shouyu reflexively, standing at attention.

“You know what to do.”

Shouyu opened his mouth, speechless. He could only stand, feeling his scalp go numb, and look at the monks mocking the Hengshan disciples. Well he felt the rage too.

Fury at the behavior of these monks and at Shaolin as a whole. Wherever they went, they behaved like local gods. They were supposed to serve as an example of righteous sects, but they themselves were hardly distinguished from vicious cults.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he felt. And finally, uttering a battle cry, he flew at them like a raven and, even without a sword, hit them on their bald heads..

Shaolin disciples screamed:

“Freak! How dare you stand in the way of Shaolin?! Are you tired of living?!”

“Do you want to fight again?!” Shouyu growled, still driven by anger.

He is one of the top ten disciples of his generation in Huashan! How dare these third-rank experts even dare to attack him??!

Shouyu raised the scabbard and slapped the monk who opened his mouth with it..

“A-a-ay! Freak from Huashan! Shaolin will remember this! You're finished!”

He was already running away, but suddenly noticed a familiar face to the side and broke into a cheeky smile:

“Oh Buddha, this is Lin Yi from Huashan! He has already killed ours, and now he is attacking the monks right in front of everyone! That's it, freaks, we will take revenge on you!”

“Someone stay and make sure he doesn’t run away!” added another monk and they all, pushing one away, ran out of the city, fighting each other for primacy, like a pack of dogs.

While they were running away and promising revenge, Shouyu came closer to the girls, smiled friendly, and asked:

“Hengshan sisters, are you okay??”

Young girls - almost girls - raised their heads and one of them asked in surprise:

“You are the elder brother from Huashan?”

“Yes,” Shouyu nodded and was about to introduce himself, but he was interrupted:

“And big brother Lin Yi is here?”

“A?" Shouyu froze in place. “You know him?”

The nun nodded, smiling happily:

“I am Yiqian, a year and a half ago, my elder brother and I were hunting demons in Lanzhou!”

Shouyu stared at her in amazement and said:

“Wait, I'll call him!”

“Senior Sister Yiqian, do you know Senior Brother Lin Yi?” asked the second nun in surprise. “Why didn’t you ever talk? What is he like? Can you tell me? And how did you recognize him? I've heard so much about him!”

Yiqian bit her tongue. She didn't think about which rumor lover was next to her. However, remembering Brother Lin Yi's icy face when he beheaded Monk Jueyuan, Yiqian pulled herself together and only exhaled quietly.

All ideas about the pious and kind Ling Yi were destroyed at that moment. She still refused to believe it. Although she understood the bitter truth: only ruthless people could survive and rise to the top in the fist world.

It's just... she'll never become that kind of person. A good heart will not allow.

She then spent another two months in Lanzhou after Elder Brother Lin left before she hurried to Mount Heng herself. She simply couldn't stay there any longer. Moreover, the rest of their group also left one after another, the city became boring. Even demons have almost stopped appearing.

Returning to Mount Heng, she learned that news of Lin Yi's exploits was just beginning. He became the Chairman of the Hangzhou Court and with an army of second-class experts from forty-nine cities went to war on Eagle Mountain, where he killed the first-class expert. Soon after, he became the head disciple of Huashan.

The nun couldn't believe it. How could he defeat Linghu Feng, whose insane strength the five of them had seen? Isn't it a miracle?

Therefore, as soon as she saw the true disciple of Huashan, she involuntarily asked this question..

Shouyu, on the other hand, turned and winked at Lin Yi.

“Senior Brother, one of the Hengshan nuns says she knows you! Hey, you know about their vow, yeah?”

“What other vow?” Lin Yi barked. “What’s her name?”?”

“Hehe, Yiqian says,” Shouyu grinned evilly.

“Yiqian?” Lin Yi was surprised, immediately remembering the soft and kind nun with a timid voice.