In front of Yumen's Shantai Palace, there is a cliff hundreds of feet tall. Mu Ziyun hid behind a huge stone and observed the black hawk in the sky.
There was not a single hair on this eagle's body, and its claws were tightly folded. After a long time, it flapped its wings and glided in circles in the air.
Swish, Mu Ziyun threw out a white feather. When it rose several tens of feet, he took steps and leaped into the air. After stepping on the feather, he threw another one towards the black eagle. The high and low feathers are no different from flying knives, and they will hit the black hawk's wings in the blink of an eye.
Who would have expected that the eagle was so weird? It turned over like a human with its limbs moving, its wings could flap in reverse directions, it easily dodged the flying feathers, and its claws stretched out and stepped on the air.
Only then did Mu Ziyun realize that the black hawk's face was even more eye-catching, with everything from its neck to its eyes squirming, and on top of its head, an eye with two eyes opened exaggeratedly.
The black eagle seemed to be angered by Mu Ziyun's actions. Two claws covered in mucus sprouted from the tips of its wings. At the same time, the feathers were transferred to the back, leaving only bones and a little black meat. The four claws moved in different ways. The eyes on its head moved to the middle of its original eyes.
There was an eagle appearance there, it was clearly a monster.
Mu Ziyun let out a long sigh and said: "I remember you came. When I was in Luoma River, after the effect of the Heaven-defying Talisman, I was exhausted and almost fainted. It was you who pecked my palm and tried to grab it when I was confused. Take away the white lotus song in my hand."
He touched his chin and began to think deeply, during which he kicked away the strange eagle that was coming towards him. "I remember using fire beads to burn off a layer of skin on your claws," Mu Ziyun said to himself: "Then you fainted and fainted. Why did you faint?"
Mu Ziyun was thinking silently, completely unaware that the strange eagle had flown into the mountain. When he came back to his senses, he could no longer find it. He had no choice but to come down from the sky and tell Li Ziwen about the matter.
Li Ziwen was discussing countermeasures with the heads and elders of the Dharma Sect Astrology Hall. In addition to the deaths of Qingshan Mountain, many disciples also disappeared during this battle. Everyone understood that those should be undercover agents sent by his sect, but many of them were really unexpected. There was actually a high-ranking elder among them.
What's rare is that Hu Xian should have been intercepted and killed on the way back to the clan, but he was rescued by Linlufeng and his party and sent back to Qingshanfeng. This is considered comforting news to Zheng Qiao.
"I still don't understand," Zhang Kui said: "We have indeed never had any contact with Linlu Peak. Why did they want to save my sect? Also, Changke Zong has been friends with Qingfeng Mountain for hundreds of years. Doesn't Changke Zongli have no relationship with Linlu Peak?" People should oppose the practice of Lu Huazhuang."
"I'm afraid they planned this early." Haohan said.
Zheng Qiao doubted, "No way, Lu Huazhuang was promoted to the head position less than 20 years ago, and if you want to destroy a large sect, you must pay attention to the right time and place. A one-on-one sect confrontation will never destroy Qingfeng Mountain." "
Li Ziwen nodded and said: "Not only do we need support from other sects, but we also have to ensure that there are no reinforcements at Qingshan Peak... I feel like there is something going on that we didn't expect?"
"Master" Mu Ziyun happened to be here. "Oh, sit here." "Yes."
Haohan winked at Muziyun, and Muziyun lowered his head, understanding that Haohan wanted him to talk about the treasure. The crutch appeared in his hand again at some unknown time, and Mu Ziyun remembered that he had never taken it before. He only heard from Hu Zi that Hao Han turned the crutch into a pool of blood when he beat Mo Chaozhen.
The head of the crutch now looks like a bumpy lump.
After Mu Ziyun sat down, he said: "Master, masters, I'm here to talk about the treasure." Li Ziwen waved his hand, and all the elders and disciples around him exited the hall. Only Li Ziwen and Zhang Kui were left in the hall. , Hao Han, Zheng Qiao, Mu Ziyun five people. "
"Tell me about it." Zheng Qiao said in a low voice.
"That treasure was obtained together with Bai Lian Tiao Zi on the Luo Ma River."
"Why didn't anyone else show up?" Zhang Kui asked.
"Because only I can see it."
"What's the use of treasures!" Haohan seemed a little anxious.
"I don't know. Even the Lord at Linlu Peak can't see through it. He just knows that there is something there, but he doesn't know what it is." Li Ziwen interrupted Mu Ziyun and said, "You just said that only you can see it. What is it?" mean."
"That river is a river of blood, with countless skeletons floating in it. This is what I saw, but what you see is crystal clear river water, which tastes very sweet. That treasure is in Bailian I don’t know the reason under the cry, but I can only see it. When Bailian’s cry was being fought for, I secretly hid the treasure in my clothes."
"Take it out" Haohan's voice was a little hoarse.
Mu Ziyun carefully took out the white handkerchief. After opening it, he saw a piece of grass that was all white. "Has the color changed again?" Mu Ziyun thought to himself.
Hao Han grabbed the grass before Zheng Qiao and Li Ziwen could. He first rubbed it in his hands and tried it, then brought it closer to his nose and smelled it. Then he frowned because he couldn't see anything valuable about this grass. , but still unwilling to give in, tried repeatedly.
"Headmaster Hao?" The four people around him had doubts and confusion on their faces. It seemed that Hao Han's performance was a bit exaggerated. Haohan realized that his behavior was inappropriate and said with a smile: "This baby is really weird." Then he slowly put it back.
After looking at it, Li Ziwen, Zheng Qiao, and Zhang Kui came to the same conclusion, that is, this grass has either exceeded their cognition, or it is an ordinary grass because it has no aura at all, and even ordinary herbs are more attractive than it. Attention.
Li Ziwen put the grass back into his handkerchief and wrapped it up, handed it to Mu Ziyun, and said: "Looking at the performance of the Yin Yang ghost, this grass is indeed a treasure, but... what is its use?" Hao Han suddenly thought of something and asked Xiang Liao Muziyun: "Tell Yin Yang Gui, do you still know where this treasure is? Is it in the Luo Ma River?"
"I lied to him," Mu Ziyun replied decisively. And Hao Han's face showed obvious disappointment.
I originally wanted to continue asking, but a disciple outside the hall shouted inward: "Master, we have been arrested." Li Ziwen shouted: "Come in."
A man in his mid-twenties ran in hurriedly, bowed to Li Ziwen and said, "The disciples are incompetent. I only captured one and ran away." Then, he walked into the group, and two men left and right. Holding a embarrassed woman, Mu Ziyun took a look and saw that it was Wanmin. There was also a female disciple who brought the thing in her hand up and said, "Master, this is the Five-Chen Sword."
Li Ziwen was speechless, and Zhang Kui shouted sharply: "Where's the other one!" "The disciple is incompetent." The man pointed at Wanmin and said, "She is too powerful. She can hide her body and breath. She delayed us for two hours. The other one was …”
Zhang Kui was very unhappy and spat, "Trash! There are so many people who can't catch a girl."
The disciples lowered their heads again and again. Wanmin was tied up and her head was spread out in a mess. It seemed that she had exhausted all her strength. She raised her head tiredly and looked around. Her eyes stopped at Mu Ziyun, her lips slightly moved. He moved, then collapsed to the ground weakly.
Mu Ziyun only glanced at Wanmin, then turned back, feeling an inexplicable fire pressing on his chest.
Li Ziwen didn't even look at Mu Ziyun, and said in a cold voice: "You almost ruined a big thing! I won't do it again." Mu Ziyun felt unbearably anxious in his heart, and tried his best to calm down and whispered to Li Ziwen: "Master, just Keep her sword, she has no value without it, let her go..."
"Shut up!" Li Ziwen was really angry. He glared at Mu Ziyun and shouted, "Who are you? Are you an undercover agent of Chi Miaofeng?" Mu Ziyun hurriedly knelt down and said, "No, I am a disciple of Qingshan Peak."
Li Ziwen stretched out his palm, exuding a strong martial spirit, and grabbed Wanmin who fell to the ground, "Who is she!" Li Ziwen grabbed Wanmin's neck and pressed him in front of Mu Ziyun, "Li Qingshanfeng said Which sect is the closest? Do you know? Without her, Chi Miaofeng will come to take your head tonight!"
Li Ziwen was furious, threw Wanmin away, grabbed Mu Ziyun's shoulders and shouted: "Who do you think you are? The savior? If you want to be a saint, go back and do it in any shabby village. Don't use your senior brother's Life is a joke!"
"I, I didn't." "You didn't. Then what are you doing? To show your greatness? Or to show your awe-inspiring righteousness in front of this girl? You think the head is a good one, don't you? Do you think the whole sect doesn't need to You have to live by being 'above and above board' when you eat, right?"
Mu Ziyun was speechless after being scolded, and the unreasonableness turned into mush in his mind. After a long time, he raised his head and said: "Master, the disciple is wrong, and he is willing to accept any punishment. However, in the battle between sects, the disciples of each sect How much dignity can she have? She is just a hesitant woman, please master, please leave her some dignity."
Li Ziwen said coldly: "You even remember Zhuang's accounts clearly before the war. Let's settle the matter together." Looking at Wanmin who fell to the ground and Mu Ziyun who was kneeling on the ground, Li Ziwen sighed and said to The disciples said, "Let her go, find a clean room, treat her well, and don't bully her in any way." After the disciples said yes, they released Wanmin and called her in again. Several women helped Wanmin out.
When going out, Wanmin, this strong woman, had tears in her eyes and flowed on her resolute face.
