Chapter Nine of Mystery Chapter Fifty-Three: Crazy Again
Ten days later, Huanyan Pavilion had been tidied up, and all the things left by the Taoist priests had been cleared away.
The villages and fields that used to belong to Huanyan Pavilion have been basically recovered.
It was peaceful, and no one came to cause trouble.
But Su Wangting felt more and more doubtful in his heart.
When Huanyan Pavilion returns to the sect, there is no need to think that Tianlan Peak will definitely come to stir up trouble.
But ten days have passed, and the Tianlan Peak Sect is only five hundred miles away, so why haven't they shown up yet?
There is a saying that one punch should be used to prevent hundreds of punches from coming.
If Huanyan Pavilion wants to regain a foothold in the Jiuzhou arena, it must withstand Tianlan Peak's provocation.
If not, I am afraid that we will repeat the same mistakes of more than a hundred years ago.
So Su Wangting asked Qingwen to simply send some disciples down the mountain to spread the news widely in the world that Huanyan Pavilion had returned to Jiuzhou.
The purpose is to recruit Tianlan Peak as soon as possible.
The sooner this scourge is dealt with, the sooner he can take the white jade pieces and escape, and continue to search for the whereabouts of other white jade pieces.
But Mu Shilan's view went even further, which surprised Su Wangting.
He pointed out that if Huanyan Pavilion wanted to truly re-establish itself in the world of Jiuzhou, relying solely on outsiders like them would not be a long-term solution.
The most fundamental thing is to improve their sect's own strength.
These days, Mu Shilan probably studied the "Thunder Sword Style", the sect's secret skill of Huanyan Pavilion, but always felt that there was something lacking in this set of swordsmanship.
After all, he himself is a swordsman, so he is very sensitive to the advantages and disadvantages of various sword techniques.
As a result, he took Granny Zhifeng to study it over the past few days, and soon came up with many drafts to improve the Thunder Sword Style.
This talent was beyond Su Wangting's expectation.
Because all along, in Su Wangting's eyes, he, Mu Shilan, was nothing more than a freak with a leaky head but extraordinary talents.
Looking secretly at Mu Shilan who was immersed in studying the Thunder Sword Style, a question arose in Su Wangting's mind.
There is no doubt that the strength of this guy is very close to that of myself who has opened two channels.
Even if it's worse, it's not much.
But this is amazing enough.
After all, when he single-handedly destroyed the White Tiger Hall, he only had two of his innate meridians opened.
So what exactly is Mu Shilan’s talent?
Could it be that he also has innate powerful veins like himself?
So Su Wangting went to consult the poisonous doctor.
The poisonous doctor quickly told him the answer.
It turned out that after Mu Shilan was poisoned, the poisonous doctor had clearly detected his pulse when he took his pulse.
He was naturally shocked at the time.
Exquisite Eight Meridians!!
This is a rare talent that is rare to see in a thousand years.
Therefore, it is not surprising that he, Mu Shilan, has this level of cultivation.
Poison Master also said that the founder of Tieshan Temple thousands of years ago was the Linglong Eight Meridians.
Tieshan Temple's internal strength "Changhong Guanri Heart Sutra" and countless external strength routines were all created by this founder of the Kaisect.
This shows how powerful the talent of the Eight Exquisite Meridians is.
Then, Su Wangting tentatively asked Poison Doctor if he had heard of the Xiantian Hao Pulse.
The poisonous doctor said it was unheard of.
And he said with certainty that since the founding of Kyushu Medicine, no meridians have ever been given such a name.
This made Su Wangting become more suspicious of Qin Ruowei.
Since no one in the world knows about this innate power, and there is not even a name for the talent itself, why would she, Qin Ruowei, know about it?
And he also successfully awakened his innate meridians?
Now that I think about it, apart from Qin Ruowei, the only people who mentioned the name of this innate vein were the old man who appeared outside Dujuan'er's courtyard and the man who was frozen in the iceberg in the bitter cold land.
These two people have one thing in common, that is, their cultivation is terrifying!!
No!
It should be said that the cultivation skills displayed by the two of them are completely incomprehensible!!
If this reasoning is followed, then Qin Ruowei...
While he was thinking hard, Mu Shilan suddenly rushed over, frightening Su Wangting.
"Are you having a seizure again?"
Mu Shilan pursed her lips at Qingwen who was running behind her: "Finally here!"
Su Wangting said blankly: "What finally happened?"
"There are people coming from Tianlan Peak!" Qingwen said breathlessly, "They are outside the door, please come in or not?"
Su Wangting was startled when he heard this and asked, "How many people are here?"
"According to the disciple who came to report, there are about forty people from not only Tianlan Peak, but also Cuiyou Valley and Luoxiatan."
Su Wangting sneered and said: "I finally know why I came here more than ten days ago. It turns out that I formed a gang. It was these three factions that drove your Huanyan Pavilion out of Jiuzhou more than a hundred years ago. Now, these three factions are here again.
Come to stir up trouble, huh, it has a beginning and an end."
Qingwen was at a loss and said: "Then...please come in or not?"
"Excuse me!" Mu Shilan shook his head and said, "Do you think they are guests? Don't forget, these three sects almost wiped out your Huanyan Pavilion more than a hundred years ago, and their hands are covered with your fantasy
Those who shed the blood of Yangemen are enemies!"
Su Wangting nodded: "Brother Mu is right, please don't come in! It's just the right time for them to come, just in time to calculate the blood debt for them a hundred years ago! Go, go out and meet them!!"
But Mu Shilan held Su Wangting back.
"Brother Su, let me come."
"Yes, let him come." Murong Yunxiu came over at some point, "Miss Qingwen and I met so late. Yesterday, we burned yellow paper in front of the portrait of her ancestor and sworn sworn sisters. Since we are younger sisters,
The sect is in trouble, and I, as the elder sister, should help! But I just hate that I am useless except for the skills of a few hidden weapons, so let Shilan help Qingwen sister Qingwen overcome this difficulty for me. "
Hearing this, Su Wangting laughed and cupped his hands and said, "You two are sworn sisters? Congratulations!! In that case, yes, you should come to help your sisters. Okay, then I will happily rest aside and let you
Brother Mu will handle it."
After finishing speaking, Murong Yunxiu threw the long sword in his hand to Mu Shilan: "Go ahead, just don't go crazy."
"..."
Mu Shilan was speechless and looked at Su Wangting aggrievedly.
Su Wangting nodded: "Yes, don't go crazy."
"..."
So Mu Shilan and Murong Yunxiu followed Qingwen, and brought some female disciples with them, and they all strode towards the gate of Huanyan Pavilion.
Although Su Wangting said he would let Mu Shilan handle it, he was still a little worried about this guy.
After all, this guy will kill people randomly when he gets mad.
So after they opened the door and went out, he secretly hid behind the door and observed the situation outside through the crack in the door.
At this furtive glance, hey, there are a lot of acquaintances.
At the head of the group were the people from Tianlan Peak. Standing at the forefront was the black-bearded man who had fought with Su Wangting at Tieshan Temple.
Nie Yunfei's master.
The leader from Luoxiatan left Su Wangting even more speechless.
Situ Kong.
What surprised Su Wangting the most was the Cuiyougu. The leader was the shriveled Songlu who once lived in Jindao Murong's house.
And Zhao Lingan also stood behind him.
This is interesting.
The scar on Murong Yunxiu's face was caused by the master and apprentice. I wonder what Mu Shilan will do when he finds out.
I'm just afraid I'll go crazy.
Su Wangting began to worry.
Sure enough, Murong Yunxiu whispered something in Mu Shilan's ear, and pointed at Songlu master and apprentice from time to time.
At this time, I saw Nie Yunfei's master cupping his hands towards Qingwen and about to speak, but Zhao Lingan walked up to Murong Yunxiu with a smile and cupped his hands: "Miss Murong, I didn't expect that we could meet here again. Never.
Thinking that the scar on your face has disappeared, haha, congratulations girl!"
Murong Yunxiu snorted coldly when he heard this and turned his head away.
Seeing this, Mu Shilan's forehead veins jumped and she asked Murong Yunxiu in a low voice: "Is this him you just said?"
Murong Yunxiu nodded.
Mu Shilan patted her shoulder and whispered: "I will help you get rid of this bad breath today."
As he spoke, Mu Shilan bowed her hands to Nie Yunfei's master: "Are you from Tianlan Peak?"
Nie Yunfei's master nodded: "Exactly. I am the protector of Tianlan Peak, Fei Wei!"
Mu Shilan nodded: "Before I get down to business, I'll deal with a personal grudge first. Please wait."
Fei Wei raised his eyebrows: "You said you would wait a moment? We are here to find the current master of Huanyan Pavilion. Who are you?"
Mu Shilan raised his head, patted his chest and said, "I am the deputy master of Huanyan Pavilion!"
Qingwen was startled when she heard this, then quickly covered her mouth and almost laughed out loud.
Fei Wei laughed loudly when he heard this and said: "Everyone in the world knows that all the disciples of Huanyan Pavilion are female disciples. How can you, a big man, be the deputy master of Huanyan Pavilion?"
Mu Shilan shrugged and pointed at Qingwen: "If you don't believe me, ask the pavilion master."
So Fei Wei cast a questioning look at Qingwen.
Qingwen nodded and said cooperatively: "Exactly. The rules of Huanyan Pavilion are also changing now. This is indeed the new deputy master of the sect. If you have any questions, just talk to him."
Mu Shilan grinned: "How? Can you wait now?"
Fei Wei frowned and looked Mu Shilan up and down, then rolled up his sleeves impatiently and said: "If you have any problem, please solve it quickly. We don't have much patience!"
Mu Shilan ignored him and walked straight to Zhao Lingan.
"What are you doing?" Zhao Ling'an took two steps back.
Mu Shilan pointed at Murong Yunxiu and said in a deep voice: "You went to Jindao Murong's house to force a marriage?"
Zhao Lingan frowned: "It's nothing to force or not, it's just a marriage proposal!"
"There was a scar on her face. Where did it come from?"
Zhao Lingan sneered: "What does it have to do with me? She drew it herself."
Mu Shilan snorted and asked, "Why did she scratch her face when she was so good?"
At this time, Zhao Lingan's patience had reached its limit.
As a rising star of the Cuiyougu Sect, one of the four famous sects, how could he allow an unknown person to question him again and again?
I saw Zhao Lingan push Mu Shilan and said with a ferocious smile: "I forced you to do it, what can you do? I can go to her house to propose marriage, but that is to give them face!!"
"Very good, you admitted it."
As he spoke, Mu Shilan dusted the spot on his chest where Zhao Lingan had pushed him, and walked to Songlu.
Songlu was greatly surprised.
He secretly thought that this person dared to walk alone among the crowd in the Green Valley without any fear, and a familiar feeling of uneasiness arose in his heart.
It reminded him of someone.
A man with a long sword in a narrow sheath hanging from his waist!
"Are you his master?" Mu Shilan pointed at Zhao Ling'an.
"yes."
"That day when you went to Jindao Murong's house to force you to marry, was it your master and apprentice who agreed?"
Songlu snorted coldly: "Yes, so what?"
Mu Shilan nodded: "Very good, you admitted it."
"Who are you?" Songlu asked.
Mu Shilan only glared at him from the corner of her eyes, ignored him, and walked towards Zhao Lingan again.
Zhao Lingan sneered: "What are you doing? I advise you to stop acting like a big-tailed wolf. You can't afford to delay our business!"
Mu Shilan stood still in front of him and said coldly: "You bullied Yunxiu and the Jindao Murong family, and I must make you pay the price."
Zhao Lingan raised an eyebrow: "Are you kidding me? Are you asking me to pay the price? Are you tired of living?"
Mu Shilan slowly put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist and shook his head: "No, you are tired of living."
"call out!"
Zhao Lingan suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing past his face.
A brief blast!
What an unexpected wind!!
At this time, Su Wangting, who was behind the crack in the door, covered his face: "It's over, this guy has gone crazy again."
"What do you want to do?" Zhao Lingan stared closely at the hand holding the sword hilt.
Mu Shilan said lightly: "Let you pay the price."
"Ling'an, your face!!!" Songlu suddenly shouted.
Zhao Lingan was startled when he heard this, and slowly raised his hand to touch his face.
pain!!
Look at your hands again, they are full of blood!!
I saw a deep cut on the right side of Zhao Lingan's face, a long one from the eyebrow to the lower jaw!!
"You...when did you draw the sword!!" Zhao Ling'an covered his bloody right face and backed away.
Seeing this, Situ Kong and Fei Wei both took a breath.
I didn’t even see when this person drew his sword!!
At this time, a familiar sense of fear also arose in their hearts.
"Ling An, this person is in danger!!! Get out of the way quickly!!!"