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After Liang Yifeng told him about Yang Yifeng and San Qi, he remembered the bet between the four of them the most. At that time, Yang Yifeng had already defeated the three of them and forced them onto a cliff. When the three of them were at their wits end, Yang Yifeng suggested a bet. "The wager is that if Yang Yifeng wins, the three of them must sincerely join the sect and not harm the martial arts world again. If Yang Yifeng loses, then the three of them will have a chance of survival.

No matter how one looked at it, this gamble was beneficial to the trio. The reason why Liang Rufeng had such a deep impression of this gamble was probably because the gamble did not benefit Yang Yifeng at all. If Wu Dang accepted these three people, his reputation would definitely be tarnished, and if Yang Yifeng were to release these three people, he would also be criticized by others.

The gamble proposed by Yang Yifeng could be said to be unprecedented. The four of them went down the cliff with lightness skills, the first to reach the bottom was the winner. One must know that on the cliff, although there were inverted trees, vines, and all kinds of protruding rocks as footholds, but just relying on one's ability to walk on them would mean that there were always dangers. Trees, vines, and rocks that could be broken at any time were all fatal reasons. This was just like a lone boat moving in a raging sea of Violent Wind Wolves. It could be swallowed up by the waves at any time by the storm.

After the three of them heard Yang Yifeng's gamble, they looked at each other. They didn't know whether they should agree or not, when suddenly, Yang Yifeng jumped off the cliff. The three of them immediately looked down the cliff and saw Yang Yifeng nimbly jumping around like a nimble monkey on the precipice. The three of them were shocked and pampered at the same time. They immediately knelt down and loudly admitted their defeat to Yang Yifeng, and were willing to join the sect under Wu Dang.

After Yang Yifeng came up from the bottom of the cliff, the three of them respectfully paid their respects to him. Yang Yifeng then gave each of them the name of 'Abandonment', which meant that he hoped that the three of them would be able to abandon their past sins and start anew, so that they could do more good things. Not only did Yang Yifeng's wish come to nothing, how could he have expected that these Three Forsaken ones would turn out to be the Wudang Sect soon after his death and massacre the entire Wudang Mountain, causing the Wudang Sect to face the greatest crisis since the founding of their own school.

Yang Yifeng ignored the criticism from the other sects in the martial arts world and accepted Three Forsaken as his personal disciples. The three of them had been working diligently and earnestly to serve Yang Yifeng all day and had never crossed the line. Many people believed that the three of them had changed under Yang Yifeng's tutelage.

The great change happened three months after Yang Yifeng's death, which was also the eighth year of San Dazhi's apprenticeship to Wu Dang. The death of Yang Yifeng was still a mystery of the Wudang faction. No one knew how he died. At that time, the position of the Sect Leader had been vacant, and there were two ways for the Sect Leaders to cross paths. First, they were appointed by the previous Sect Leader, and second, if the Sect Leader was not appointed, the most experienced generation under the Sect Leader would be selected. As Yang Yifeng's personal disciple, San Qi also wanted to fight for the Sect Leader's position, but because of the three's past events, he met with the collective opposition of both the top and bottom officials. San Qi became furious and erupted with ferocity. He joined hands to kill over a dozen of Wu Dang disciples. In this way, the Wudang Sect was without a leader, like scattered sand, each fighting on their own. But how many of them were the opponents of San Qi? In less than half a day, San Qi had killed more than a hundred people on Wu Dang.

Perhaps, if they allowed San Qi to continue killing wantonly, even if the Wudang Sect didn't perish, they would be severely weakened. At this critical moment, a third generation disciple appeared. It was the current leader of Wu Dang, Sun Muxia. At that time, Sun Muxia was just a nameless third-generation disciple in the Wu Dang Sect. After he became the Sect Leader, someone said that he often trained hard late at night and got secret instructions from Yang Yifeng. In short, Sun Muxia and San Qi fought for more than a thousand moves before they gradually fell into a disadvantageous position. At this moment, the Wu Dang Faction's disheartened hearts were all gathered together by Sun Muxia, besieging the three of them.

A single Sun Muxia was able to fight against three people for more than a thousand moves. Under the group attack, San Qi was unable to withstand it and was heavily injured. In the chaos, the three of them had killed more than a dozen people and escaped from Mount Wudang. Afterwards, in the martial arts world, the three of them used the name of Wu Dang Three Abandons to commit some acts of robbing and robbing. The places where they committed the crimes were under the jurisdiction of the Wudang Sect, but those were places with relatively weak jurisdiction. Naturally, the three of them knew that the Wudang Sect was severely injured, so they took the opportunity to vent the hatred in their hearts.

After that battle, Sun Muxia became the leader of the Wudang Sect's disciples, especially the third generation disciples. At that time, there were only a few second generation disciples left. After Sun Muxia sat in the position of Sect Leader, he immediately began to reorganize the internal affairs of Wu Dang. On the one hand, he urged all the disciples of Wu Dang to train their martial arts to protect their enemies. On the other hand, with the Three Abandons as a guide, the recruitment of disciples became even stricter, and it was decided that no one was allowed to join the competition to prevent internal strife from happening again. Outside, tax was levied on the people under their jurisdiction according to the size of the land. This was the first step in the history of the martial arts world. After five years of Sun Moo-chien's reign, the Wudang Sect was considered to be well-fed.

In these five years, Lifestealer Three Forsaken Evil Faction's reputation had spread far and wide. Sun Muxia already had enough energy to deal with these three. He secretly led 30 disciples and hid in the place where they frequently appeared. After a month, late at night, Three Forsaken finally appeared in Sun Muxia's field of vision. After that night, out of the thirty disciples Sun Muxia brought with him, only one remained.

Many people thought that they had died, but Liang Rufeng did not expect the three of them to be alive and well, hiding in the territory of Mount Hua and becoming a servant. But what happened on the night Sun Muxia surrounded them? How could the three of them still be alive?

"I heard that all of you died on that night many years ago. How did you come to be alive now?" Liang Rufeng asked the three of them in confusion.

The person holding the stick gave up his hatred. He sneered at the other two and said, "This brat has a lot of questions. Should we give him an explanation?"

"At that time, the three of us were not far away from death. It was all thanks to Old Man Lu's secret assistance that he saved us by repelling that kid Sun Muxia." A prick with a plum blossom in his hand was a sign of abandonment.

Forsaken Evil held onto the trident in his hand and said: "It's all thanks to Old Master Lu for taking us in. We did work for you today, so you can be considered as repaying your debt of gratitude."

The old man was about the same age as Lu Mingjie, but he kept his mouth shut. From this, it could be seen how much respect he had for Lu Mingjie.

"Is L? Mingjie going to take you in and let you do odd jobs here?"

"The three of us are willing to do odd jobs, not to mention the fact that we can occasionally get some business here." Abandoning his anger, he looked at Ruofeng coldly, while the Plum Blossom Thorn in his hand seemed ready to make a move.

Liang Rufeng did not dare to be careless. He drew his sword from its sheath with a swoosh. The iron rod in his left hand, that he had given up all his hatred for, suddenly smashed towards Liang Ruifeng. His right hand drew back and turned the iron rod into a stab. Abandoning Evil's figure was like a ghost, he floated behind Liang Rufeng and used both swords to strike at his back. Abandoning Anger bent forward, the Plum Blossom Spikes swept past like a gust of wind.