Volume 1 Hatred Chapter 121 Royal Capital Garrison
Qiankun and others have been practicing on a quiet hill. Qiankun finally understood a small part of the third stage of the Eight Right Qi, but encountered a bottleneck. It took a lot of hard work to truly enter the third stage.
time.
After practicing hard for so many days, Qiankun also plans to return to normal life and start walking around to exercise his muscles and bones.
He looked down from top to bottom and had a panoramic view of the vast and majestic scenery of Jiange. Qiankun took a deep breath of fresh morning air and couldn't help but be filled with emotions.
If he didn't leave the village, how long would it take for him to see this kind of scenery with his own eyes?
Qiankun knows that his power is too small, and he meditates on his ambitions every moment.
While Qiankun was deep in thought, Ling Feng also came over and started chatting: "Qiankun, are you up so early?"
"Yes, where is Sister Lingyun?" Seeing Ling Feng coming out, he started asking Zhang Lingyun what he was doing.
"I guess Sister Ling Yun has encountered a big breakthrough. She hasn't come out of the spiritual state yet, and I haven't disturbed her." Ling Feng smiled and replied.
"That's right. Sister Ling Yun's cultivation is above us, and she is more familiar with realm understanding than us." When Qiankun thought about this aspect of cultivation, he first sighed heavily. He and Ling Feng's problems were also at the beginning.
It's too late, and it's hard to catch up with those of your peers, let alone those absolute monster geniuses.
Ling Feng also saw the melancholy in Qiankun's eyes, patted Qiankun's shoulder, and consoled him with a smile: "It's okay, take your time. Don't you still have me to accompany you?"
It is estimated that only Ling Feng is so skilled at seeing people's hearts, and this is also related to his experience. Seeing that he cares about him so much, Qiankun will also smile and stop thinking about it anymore.
Ling Feng's eyes moved to the square, and he suddenly felt a restless atmosphere. He pointed at the square and said to Qiankun: "What is going on there? Why is it so noisy?"
Qiankun frowned, not knowing the specific situation, and answered with some uncertainty: "I have also felt that there are some problems happening within the Jiange in the past few days, and it seems to be controlling the atmosphere of the entire Jiange."
"Is there internal fighting? Then let's go." Ling Feng felt more and more that this place was an uneasy place. Not long after the auction ended, he fell into civil strife. What were they thinking in their minds?
, Ling Feng is really hard to evaluate.
"Go? Where to go? That elder Mu has already deliberately started to keep us. He probably wants to deal with us, but I don't know what his purpose is yet." Qiankun waved his hand, and his voice gradually became softer and fainter.
Revealing a trace of fear towards Mu Shanhai.
"Then what should we do? We can't sit still and wait for death, right?" Ling Feng also became anxious and said uneasily.
"Delay! All we can do is delay. In a few days, I will go to Mu Shanhai and ask for a long retreat. It must be difficult for him to refuse. During this period of time, we will think of ways to escape as safely as possible, and then
Find an opportunity to leave." Qiankun calmly stated his plan.
"Okay! Then I'll listen to you!" Ling Feng nodded and agreed.
Yun Wuyue and Kong Douxuan were forced to receive severe beatings every day after being trained by sword cultivators. After the beating, no one cleaned their wounds. Everyone who passed by spat indifferently before leaving.
In order to make them admit their mistakes, they also came up with a simple and efficient method, which was to starve them.
Although the spiritual energy in the body can improve their physical functions and reduce energy consumption, in the long run, the body will experience severe blows, and the spiritual energy is used to protect itself. Moreover, rice and water are not close, and their hunger is ravenous, so this can achieve the goal of mentally and physically destroying them.
Double physical torture, thus breaking their will.
Due to the strong momentum, Mu Shanhai, willing to strike while the iron was hot, convened the Quan Jiange meeting again, but this time only some representative figures came out.
Mu Shanhai took the lead in affirming everyone's recent performance, and also criticized some sword cultivators who were not very active, but the overall conclusion was that everyone's performance was very good.
Next, Mu Shanhai went directly to the topic.
"I heard that recently you are all afraid that you will be one of the people who will be attacked. I don't know who started this evil trend, but I can assure you that you have not violated the ban and I will never punish you."
Mu Shanhai's loud voice spread downwards, and everyone felt a strong sense of oppression, and they did not dare to express their anger.
"Tomorrow, people from the royal capital will be sent to our sword pavilion to cooperate with me in managing the sword pavilion. Everyone must welcome it without any ambiguity. Anyone who dares to violate it will be punished with the same crime as Kong Douxuan!"
As soon as Mu Shanhai said this, a lively discussion began. "Why are the people from the royal capital here to do it?", "Elder Mu manages the sword pavilion well, why should the people from the royal capital interfere with it?" etc.,
The noisy Mu Shanhai felt annoyed.
"Bang!" There was a violent sound, and Mu Shanhai's palm fell heavily on the table, and his angry eyes swept across the crowd.
"The royal capital sent troops to station in our sword pavilion because they think highly of us. You must never regard a powerful person like the Liu family as a friend. They were so unrighteous in the past and are now pointing fingers at us. If we continue to treat people like this
Isn't it ridiculous to make friends? Let them say whatever they say, but you must understand that it was the royal capital that liberated us from five hundred years of shame!" As soon as Mu Shanhai finished the call, everyone was shocked into silence.
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"Liberate the shame...didn't they bring shame to us?" A bolder male swordsman finally couldn't help it and raised his own question.
"What did you say?" Mu Shanhai was annoyed by the question and asked sharply.
"Someone, take him down!"
There was someone among the group of swordsmen who wanted to intercede on his behalf. Seeing that Mu Shanhai had given the order so decisively, he did not dare to speak, so he had to pull that person down.
In the man's frightened cry for help, everyone realized that anyone who opposed the royal capital was also the enemy of Jiange. So they all kept silent and did not dare to speak nonsense.
"It's getting late, you should go back and rest." Mu Shanhai left a cold sentence, which lingered in everyone's confused minds, and left first.
The next morning, as expected, a group of people wearing the same clothes came to the sword pavilion as if they were in a deserted place.
Mu Shanhai and the fifth cultivator of Jiange had been waiting for a long time, standing in a row neatly, with their hands folded in front of them.
Before everyone was ready, people from the royal capital had already broken into the sword pavilion. There were about thirty or forty people there, none of whom were good-natured ones.
The leading man walked up to Mu Shanhai, and the followers behind him said to Mu Shanhai: "This is our captain, Wang Wenjun, please call your people in charge to come out."
"I, Mu Shanhai, am the elder of Jiange." Mu Shanhai smiled and replied.
"The road here is really difficult. It is worthy of the legendary sword pavilion." Wang Wenjun was not in a hurry to deal with Mu Shanhai, but just sat on the steps aside, "Are you Mu Shanhai? Listen to our Master Li, you
But he is a complete dog slave, hahaha." Wang Wenjun's voice was long and he laughed sarcastically.
Hearing Wang Wenjun's harsh words, Mu Shanhai's face turned livid. The fifth cultivator of Jiange and the disciples below were all annoyed and surrounded Wang Wenjun.
"What do you mean, you are insulting our elders!"
"What is your attitude? Is this the upbringing of you people in the capital?"
"You don't want to live anymore, do you? This is our territory!"
Listening to the fierce words of these people, Wang Wenjun didn't take it to heart. He just smiled and paced in front of Mu Shanhai, and his tone was very light: "I didn't say this, I just spoke for our Lord Li.
Pass the message. But I thought about it carefully, Master Li is right! Your Jiange rebelled against us five hundred years ago, and now you come to flatter us and kneel down to lick us. What are you not slaves for?"
"Elder Mu, do you think so?"
Wang Wenjun lowered his head, approached Mu Shanhai's uncertain face, and his smile deepened.
Mu Shanhai swallowed this breath, calmed down, and laughed out loud. He had never seen anything, how could he be successfully attacked by a junior.
"Captain Wang taught us a lesson, but that happened back then. There is no need to mention it again. Now we have long corrected our mistakes and are dedicated to the royal capital." Mu Shanhai said calmly.
"With Elder Mu's words, we can rest assured." Wang Wenjun raised his head proudly and smiled.
"Elder, why bother looking at their looks!" Jiange Fifth Cultivator growled in Mu Shanhai's ear, expressing extreme dissatisfaction.
The other sword cultivators also had the same hatred on their faces. As long as Mu Shanhai gave the order, they would immediately expel them from the royal capital.
Mu Shanhai also saw their crazy thoughts and shook his head at them. Let alone whether he would suffer from Wangdu's ambitions, if a fight really broke out, he would definitely continue to become enemies with Wangdu. In this case,
Everything Mu Shanhai had laid the groundwork for was all in vain.
So, Mu Shanhai said to resolve this embarrassing situation: "Come, let Captain Wang visit our sword pavilion!"
When Wang Wenjun saw that Mu Shanhai was really as cowardly as Li Jiantao said, the worries in his heart were completely eliminated, and he led his men and walked ahead swaggeringly.