Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 138: No Wind Blows, Become a Disciple Under the Moon

Baishou Tower was not far from the noodle restaurant where Luo Xiangzhu had noodles, so Mu Lier felt at ease letting her come out.

Zhao Wumian walked about a hundred steps with the small package on his back, and walked into a slightly old inn.

The signboard of 'Baishoulou' on the inn was already dilapidated and was about to fall apart in the wind. Looking inside, there was only a skinny old man... It didn't look like a gathering place for a famous sect at all.

Zhao Wumian looked at him for a few seconds and then withdrew his gaze, taking out the sword order, "Sword Sect."

The skinny old man inside raised his eyes slightly, and after looking at the token with his cloudy eyes for a few times, he raised his hand slightly, and a servant came around the dim corner, "Sir, follow me."

Zhao Wumian put away the token and looked at the servant. He thought that even the servant in this inn had some martial arts skills... He thought that the righteous people were not that stupid. They had replaced all the people nearby with disciples long ago. They did not hide the fact of the meeting. Maybe they even wanted to let the flower thieves in our hall come to their door.

The servant led Zhao Wumian out of the back door of the inn, and saw a large house built in the courtyard behind the inn.

The lights were bright inside, people were scattered around, and the sound of conversations could be vaguely heard.

There were also many guards in different costumes standing outside the house. A quick glance revealed that they were clearly divided into four groups.

The bald monk from Xiaoxitian, the flashy man in white from Jianzong, the cool guy wearing a black robe and holding a spear with a stern face, should be a disciple of Wujitian.

Ye Wancang was killed by Zhao Wumian. Even if the Gun Leader did not come to hunt him down, he and Ye Wancang were master and disciple after all. With this relationship, Wujitian was destined to be at odds with Zhao Wumian, not to mention that Wujitian stood on the side of King Jin and had intercepted Su Qingqi at the border of Jin.

Zhao Wumian withdrew his gaze from the Wujitian disciples and glanced at the last group of people.

They were dressed differently, with no uniform, and overall they were loose and casual. At this moment, there was a drunkard pouring wine from a wine gourd and a big man eating a pig's trotter with oil dripping from his mouth. At first glance, they were street idlers.

This should be a disciple of Guixuan Valley. Luo Chaoyan was often heard saying that there were many weird people in Guixuan Valley, including craftsmen, doctors, farmers, cooks, and people of all kinds. Rather than a martial arts sect, it was more like a gathering place for all kinds of people in the martial arts world.

At a glance, Zhao Wumian quite likes the atmosphere of this sect. He just doesn't know how Guixuan Valley could produce a girl like Luo Chaoyan who is so ethereal, gentle and well-behaved... It's probably related to Luo Chaoyan's master.

Seeing Zhao Wumian approaching, some of Xiao Xitian's disciples stepped forward and asked, "May I ask who the donor is?"

Zhao Wumian took out the sword order and was immediately led into the lobby by the Sword Sect disciples who were delighted.

There weren't many people in the lobby, but there weren't few either. At a glance, there were close to a hundred people, who were talking about something. The atmosphere was solemn, so Zhao Wumian's appearance didn't attract anyone's attention.

The disciples of the four major sects stood neatly on the outer side of the hall, leaving space for the innermost side... There were four chairs placed there, and naturally, the leaders of the four major sects sat there.

Two women and two men.

Mu Lier was among them. She was dressed in white, looking ethereal. The fox fur coat behind her would definitely touch the ground if she sat like that, so she folded the fur coat and spread it over her long legs. At first glance, one would think she was a beautiful mature woman who was pregnant. However, a long sword with a white sheath placed horizontally on the fox fur coat would dispel anyone's idea.

This sword is one of the ten famous swords in the world, ranking fourth.

The famous weapons in the martial arts world are not determined by the quality of the weapons, but mainly by the martial arts skills of the holders...Mu Lier's sword is ranked fourth here, which roughly means that she ranks fourth in strength among all the swordsmen in the martial arts world.

This ranking is definitely debatable. After all, there must be old monsters who have not been born in the world, and every sect and school also has people similar to the "Sweeping Monk" who have never entered the world. In addition, some people are stronger than Mu Lier, but they don't use swords often, so they are not considered swordsmen... But even so, this is already a remarkable ranking.

Mu Lier is a top-notch grandmaster, not a martial arts master-level expert who can build the bridge between heaven and earth. But as everyone knows, the gap between grandmasters is sometimes even bigger than that between humans and pigs. Some grandmasters can fight with martial arts masters, while others can be easily defeated by Zhao Wumian.

At that time, there was a leader of the Baojian Sect in Wutai Peak of Xiaoxitian. Just because he could withstand a few moves from Mu Lier, he was able to establish his own sect in the martial arts world. This shows his ability.

But as soon as Zhao Wumian walked in, he heard Mu Lier suddenly say, "No."

Ok?
Zhao Wumian looked up, only to see Mu Lier with her elbows against the armrest, her face supported by her small hands, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, as if she was pretending to be asleep, but in fact she was speechless and annoyed.

There was another middle-aged man in a black robe sitting on a chair next to him and said, "Why not? Even if our hall has some hidden plans, can it be compared to the harm Zhao Wumian has done to Dali?"

Zhao Wumian:?

Aren't you discussing the attack on Honwo Hall? What does it have to do with me? BYD is obviously from Wujitian, and he still wants to bring bad things to your father in this situation.

Someone noticed Zhao Wumian's doubts, came quietly, and explained to him in a low voice: "This man is the younger brother of the spear leader Chen Qiyuan, Chen Chengyu..."

Zhao Wumian tilted his head and looked over, his eyebrows slightly raised, Oh? Isn't this Brother Pei Yuzhong?

He still remembers Pei Yuzhong's decisive and heroic posture when he knelt down to him.

"I am Pei Yuzhong, and I was lucky enough to get a plaque of the first place. I have a good eye and can tell that you have a long-lasting inner energy, and you are a rare master of the inner family. You also carry a horizontal sword, so you must have cultivated both the inner and outer...

However, since you are wearing a bamboo hat, I guess it is inconvenient to reveal your face. But I love to make friends with heroes, so could you please tell me which sect you belong to? If you are free, after the meeting, would you be so kind as to exchange some ideas with me?"

Pei Yuzhong spoke to Zhao Wumian very enthusiastically, purely out of a warrior's fighting spirit, but he did not recognize him... It was obvious that he did not expect that Zhao Wumian, who was supposed to be imprisoned in the capital, would appear here. This is the disadvantage of the lack of information flow.

Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly, but heard Chen Chengyu speaking with reason and evidence:
"Zhao Wumian is a disciple who defected from Huanzhen Pavilion, but we don't know why he defected. A gentleman should be judged by his deeds rather than his heart. His recent actions are even worse than Huanzhen Pavilion. I guess the so-called defection is just a way for Huanzhen Pavilion to protect itself. In fact, Zhao Wumian is still working for Huanzhen Pavilion."

This statement actually makes sense. After all, even if there is no evidence, as long as it is logical, any guess can be justified.

The excuse Zhao Wumian used to deceive King Jin was used against him by Wujitian. However, everyone present was not a fool. An old nun in a monk's robe with a kind face raised her hand slightly.

"We all know that Zhao Wumian killed Ye Wancang in public and lost face for your clan... If Wujitian wants to get back at him, he can send someone to fight him properly, which is in line with the rules of the martial arts world. But at the moment, Zhao Wumian is in the capital, thousands of miles away from here. Secondly, we have gathered all the heroes for our hall... It is really inappropriate to mention Zhao Wumian at this moment."

This is Master Xuan Cang... In fact, Zhao Wumian had seen her in the lobby of Xiao Xitian. She was one of the senior leaders of Xiao Xitian and was one of those who had comprehended the Nine Bells. She had lost her feelings and was unwilling to let the next generation of disciples comprehend the Pearl Relic Treasure Tower.

She had obviously seen Zhao Wumian and knew what had happened in Xiao Xitian.

Mu Lier went even further. She said mercilessly, "If you want to get back at us, then go to the capital to find Zhao Wumian and beat him down. Now that we are discussing our own hall, you want to borrow our sword to kill Zhao Wumian. This is really a mean act... And Zhao Wumian is far away in the capital. What? Do you want us to take our disciples across a thousand miles to find him? Isn't that stupid?"

"Hiss~" Pei Yuzhong took a breath, "Aunt, isn't this a bit too hurtful to him?"

"How dare you talk to your elders?"

Pei Yuzhong's voice was a little loud, obviously intentional, and everyone could hear it. The atmosphere in the whole place suddenly froze. Many people looked over with different expressions, especially Wujitian's disciples who looked the worst. So Mu Lier had to act like an elder, pretending to be angry and scolding him to maintain her basic dignity.

But the curse was a bit dirty, worthy of being a female hero from Yanyun, she was not picky about trivial matters.

Pei Yuzhong shrank his neck and whispered, "Aunt, my mother is your biological sister..."

Zhao Wumian couldn't help but laugh out loud. Pei Yuzhong looked like a handsome young man, but he was actually quite likable.

However, Zhao Wumian was the only one who was laughing... and he was the only one who dared to laugh at the Sword Sect's Sword Master and the Pei family's eldest son.

So everyone present couldn't help but look at him with strange eyes, wondering which sect are you from? Isn't this causing trouble for your master?

Mu Lier straightened her body slightly, and her large and soft fox fur coat slipped down a little. A hint of suspicion appeared on her mature and beautiful face as she looked at Zhao Wumian, who was wearing a bamboo hat and whose face could not be seen clearly... This voice, this figure.

Pei Yuzhong glanced at Zhao Wumian, and felt that the voice seemed familiar. However, his education since childhood had made him tolerant, so he was not angry. Instead, he smiled faintly, attracted everyone's attention, and said:
"If you don't agree, then roll up your sleeves and fight. In the martial arts world, whoever has the bigger fist is right. If anyone in Wujitian can beat me down, I will pack my bags and go to the capital the next day, and dig Zhao Wumian out even if I dig three feet into the ground."

Pei Yuzhong is the top scholar and the eldest son of the Pei family. He is naturally proud. Currently, except for Guan Yunshu, who has a psychological shadow, no one can make him feel the slightest fear. He said this with great pride.

Zhao Wumian glanced at him sideways, probably because he didn't expect Pei Yuzhong to be so brave.

Upon hearing this, people around started to murmur. A disciple of the Sword Sect immediately supported Pei Yuzhong and said in a sarcastic tone:
"We have been working hard to wipe out Benwotang these past few days. Wujitian just came to the Four Sects Meeting yesterday, but he didn't contribute much, but he kept mentioning Zhao Wumian... How come Zhao Wumian is your father? When did Wujitian change his last name to Zhao?"

"What Brother Jianzong said makes sense." A disciple from Guixuan Valley also agreed at this moment:
"If you want to target our sect, then target our sect. Why do you always bring Zhao Wumian up? Who doesn't know what you are thinking? Aren't you trying to subtly make us hostile to Zhao Wumian? It's true that Zhao Wumian is a traitor, but are the detectives just there to do nothing? If they really saw Zhao Wumian, those devils in the detective department would go up and target him. How could we, who are thousands of miles away, have a chance to do that?"

When the Sword Sect disciple said this, it might seem like he was protecting his own people, but even the people from Gui Xuan Valley couldn't stand it, which only proved that Wuji Tian had been doing nothing but saying a lot of bullshit these past two days.

The disciples of Wujitian became angry after being ridiculed like this, and started to criticize without any hesitation.

Only the bald donkey from Xiaoxitian acted as a peacemaker, persuading people here and there.

However, Zhao Wumian had just arrived and didn't even have time to say a word when several major upright sects started quarreling because of him. It was really hard to judge.

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At this moment, the sound of swords being drawn was heard, and all the candles in the hall were suddenly extinguished. It was suddenly dark in front of my eyes, and then I felt a bone-chilling coldness. In the middle of the hall, I saw a snow-white long sword inserted upside down. Under the sword, the word "here" was engraved. The faint moonlight outside the window sprinkled down and sprinkled on the sword, reflecting a bit of white light... This was the only light in the hall.

The whole audience was silent.

I saw Mu Lier stand up from the armchair, holding the fox fur cloak with one hand, taking a few steps forward and holding the hilt of the sword, and a cold voice came out:
"The most urgent task right now is to siege our own hall. Making a fuss over a traitor thousands of miles away is childish and only adds to the joke."

Mu Lier drew out her long sword calmly, sheathed it, and said in an unquestionable tone, "Anyone who dares to make irresponsible remarks about Zhao Wumian again will be treated as someone who intends to disrupt our righteous path and our common roots."

She glanced coldly at everyone present, especially the Wujitian disciples, "When the time comes, I will be the one doing the killing. Don't blame me for not taking into account our past friendship and starting the killing without restraint." Chen Chengyu narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not say a word. After all, he was indeed in the wrong. Logically speaking, if a traitor like Zhao Wumian said a few bad things about him and threw dirty water on him, these righteous martial arts sects would not have to react so strongly even if they felt that they could not do anything since they were thousands of miles away... After all, martial arts still have to respect each other.

If Zhao Wumian escapes from the capital, even if they don't ask this group of righteous people to help Wujitian, they can at least give them face and tip off others, and their goal will be achieved.

This is actually a very common polite remark in the underworld. In previous gatherings, who wouldn't have to mention their enemies subtly to let other righteous colleagues pay attention?

In fact, Chen Chengyu did just that during the meeting last night. At that time, all the sects and factions were agreeing with him. It was only because Mu Lier came tonight that things turned out like this... She started by scolding him, and her nephew Pei Yuzhong is also a good supporting actor.

What? Did I poke your spine when I said that Zhao Wumian was a traitor and a bad guy? Is he your lover or your father? Why are you protecting him like this?

But Chen Chengyu didn't dare to say this, otherwise he would be chopped into a cripple by Mu Li'er. Why are the disciples of the Sword Sect so afraid of her? It's because she will take revenge if she sees you are unhappy, and beat you up on the spot without mercy. She is more ruthless than the evil sect. For this reason, the martial arts world gave her a nickname called "Little King of Hell".

After that, Mu Lier coldly waved the fox fur cape around her shoulders and strode away. "Today's meeting ends here. If we continue, there may be bloodshed. Deputy Sect Leader Chen, you have not achieved anything since you came to Xinzhou from Wujitian... Don't let the other righteous sects think that your sect is only good at talking. If that happens, you will only lose face as the spear leader."

Mu Lier's words did not give Wujitian any face at all, but in terms of strength alone, she was the strongest present, and in terms of background, the Sword Sect was not afraid of any sect... so there would be no objection.

Chen Chengyu had no choice but to accept the loss and bowed slightly, "I was rude."

After saying this calmly, Mu Lier glanced at Zhao Wumian, who was standing in the corner with his sleeves gathered up and looking around, and said calmly, "You, follow me."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present was startled and gave Zhao Wumian looks of pity, regret or gloating. You just laughed at Mu Li'er, so she must be holding a grudge against you, right?
I hope this brother doesn't lack any parts after tonight.

Pei Yuzhong also had a strange look on his face, thinking that his aunt was making a big deal out of nothing, so he bowed slightly to Zhao Wumian and said, "Brother, you must also be from one of the four major sects, otherwise you wouldn't be able to get in... May I ask who your master is?"

Hurry up and report your master, otherwise no one can protect you.

Zhao Wumian naturally couldn't tell the truth, so he could only say in a slightly strange tone: "Well... I learned from Feng Ling Yueying..."

Pei Yuzhong's slightly sympathetic expression froze in an instant, his pupils widened, and he looked at Zhao Wumian in disbelief, obviously he finally recognized his identity, so his knees softened on the spot, and he subconsciously wanted to kneel down to Zhao Wumian first, but then he remembered that Guan Yunshu might not be by his side, so he plucked up his courage and did not do such a shameful thing.

But Zhao Wumian continued, "Brother Pei is also a heroic man. Just now you mentioned sparring with me. I do want to, but I don't think I'll be free tonight."

"No, no, no, brother, you're joking." Pei Yuzhong curled up a very bitter smile, and his legs began to go weak when he mentioned sparring.

Before Zhao Wumian could finish his words, he saw Mu Lier step forward impatiently, grab his collar like a chicken, and fly out of the hall.

Master Xuan Cang looked at Zhao Wumian who disappeared in the snow, smiled slightly, and then gently raised her hand to smooth things over. "Master Mu Jian is a very affectionate person, and his words were a bit blunt. It's better not to mention Zhao Wumian again. As for what Master Mu Jian just said about Wujitian not making any achievements, Deputy Sect Leader Chen doesn't need to mind it. After all, your sect has only been here for two nights."

The representative of Xiao Xitian said some nice words, and the elders sent by Guixuan Valley continued to smooth things over and dispel the solemn and awkward atmosphere.

However, Mu Lier, who was regarded as a little devil by them, spoke proudly and complacently, "How is it? Was your master so majestic just now? Do you feel safe protecting you all the time?"

She flew out carrying Zhao Wumian, her snow-white boots tapped several times on the snow on the eaves, and then she leaped forward dozens of feet, using the same 'Lingxiao Feidu' as Zhao Wumian. The fox fur cape behind her shoulders flew backwards and stretched out, including Zhao Wumian's figure. Looking down from above, she looked like a blue and white crane soaring in the moonlight.

Zhao Wumian was held by her collar, his nose filled with fragrance, but he did not struggle to get away. Instead, he asked, "Do you really want to take me as your disciple? Don't you think it's too hasty?"

"What? You still want me to set twelve tests for you?" Mu Lier smiled faintly, "I am accepting disciples, not seeking marriage. If you are pleasing to me, then I will accept you as my disciple. Follow your heart. Otherwise, if you keep hesitating, what kind of person in the martial arts world are you?"

Since Mu Lier was so happy, Zhao Wumian naturally would not hesitate and agreed to the matter.

Publicly speaking, Mu Lier is the Sword Master of the Sword Sect, a top master, and also the junior sister of the Sword Master. If something happens to the Sword Master when the bridge connecting heaven and earth is built in the future, then there is a great chance that she will take over the position of the Master.

Both the Pei and Mu families are Yanyun families. When Mu Lier's sister married Pei Yuzhong's father, it was a powerful alliance. Even the King of Yan had to give face to these two families. In terms of political status, Mu Lier had close ties with the Pei and Mu families. So with her identity and martial arts, it was in accordance with etiquette for her to take Zhao Wumian as her apprentice, and no one could find fault with it.

Personally... Zhao Wumian actually admired Mu Li'er, a chivalrous woman with a lofty spirit and a sense of responsibility, so he naturally would not refuse at this moment.

Seeing Zhao Wumian nod, Mu Lier smiled with satisfaction, but she took Zhao Wumian and flew away from Xinzhou, straight into the wilderness.

Zhao Wumian had a strange look on his face. Why did his newly recognized master take him into the woods? Was this appropriate?

Jin is a mountainous area. Mu Lier jumped onto a steep cliff and then put Zhao Wumian down.

Zhao Wumian looked up and saw that the top of the mountain was all white, with snow and wind howling. Directly below him was the huge city of Xinzhou, with lights on and brightly lit. Through the snow curtain, he could vaguely see a full moon hanging in the sky, parallel to the steep cliff.

Mu Lier pulled her fox fur cape with one hand and said, "When I came to Xinzhou again, I thought this place was good. It's a good place to become a disciple."

As she spoke, Mu Lier drew her sword from its sheath and stuck it upside down into the snow on the steep cliff. Then she smiled at Zhao Wumian and said, "To become a disciple of our sect, there is no need for many formalities. Just bow three times to this sword, which means that you will be a disciple of this sword lineage in the future..."

As she spoke, Mu Lier took out incense and fire sticks wrapped in oil paper from her arms.

Zhao Wumian blinked his eyes, "Master has already prepared for this?"

Mu Lier paused for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed. She then coughed lightly and frowned, "It proves that I like you very much... Seeing this, you should be more respectful and happy to your teacher."

"Master, don't you think you are somewhat similar to Miss Guan?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Lier gritted her teeth and said, "Who looks like that stinky nun!?"

After saying that, she squatted down angrily, created a small space with fox fur, and lit incense with a fire stick... The way she squatted on the ground and lit incense was really cute.

After finally lighting the incense in the heavy snow, she hurriedly stuffed the three incense sticks into Zhao Wumian's hands and said, "Bow three times to the sword here, and insert the incense in front of the sword, and the ceremony is complete... Hurry up, or the incense will go out later."

Zhao Wumian looked helpless. Just as he held the incense sticks, a gust of cold wind blew and the three incense sticks were broken immediately.

"This..." Zhao Wumian looked at Mu Lier.

Mu Lier's eyes twitched slightly, and she took out a bunch of incense from her arms, "Fortunately, Master prepared a lot of incense..."

I lit three more, but they broke again.

"Master Mu, this place shouldn't be a good place...why don't we go down the mountain?"

"Shut up! This is the land that Master carefully selected. The first rule of our sect... um... disciples are not allowed to disobey Master."

Mu Lier obviously made up a rule on the spot.

She was somewhat irritated by the cold wind that insulted her master, so she lit three more and stuffed them into Zhao Wumian's hand. Then this time she stood directly beside Zhao Wumian, pinching the edges of the fox fur with both hands, stretching her arms around, using the fox fur to block the evening breeze, like a female eagle with her wings spread out to protect her cubs.

The scene was a little funny for a moment, but also seemed innocent.

Mu Lier urged:
"Hurry up and bow three times."

Zhao Wumian was half a head taller than Mu Lier, so Mu Lier had to stand on tiptoe and hold her chest high. However, the distance between them was too close, and when she held her chest high, her plump breasts almost stuck to Zhao Wumian's cheek.

Zhao Wumian tilted his head expressionlessly, and then bowed solemnly three times to the sword.

This is the ceremony.

Mu Lier immediately breathed a sigh of relief, put down the fox fur, and said with a smile: "In this sword lineage, among the younger generation, only you and Xiangzhu... Xiangzhu doesn't know martial arts, so in the future, this sword will be passed to you. In the future, you will also accept disciples and pass this sword down from generation to generation, lineage to lineage..."

Before Mu Lier finished her words, she saw Zhao Wumian turn around again, holding incense in both hands, and bowed to her.

Mu Lier was stunned, "What does this mean?"

"The master is you, not this sword. No matter what, it is reasonable to bow to the master as well."

Zhao Wumian bowed earnestly three times... This time there was no Mu Lier to block the wind, but there was no wind to blow away the incense.

The Sword Sect did not have this rule. Mu Lier looked at Zhao Wumian bowing to her, pursed her red lips tightly, and seemed a little at a loss. After Zhao Wumian bowed three times and inserted the three incense sticks in front of the sword, she looked up at him. Then she put on the majestic appearance of a master, frowned, and nodded slightly:

"Well... I think you are filial, but have you met Xiangzhu?"

Zhao Wumian nodded and said, "I've asked her. I don't think there's any special relationship between her and me."

"I misunderstood at first. She will be your senior sister from now on. Get along well with her. She is mute and not good at martial arts. Although she is the eldest daughter of King Yan, she is weak and easily bullied... If I am not by her side in the future, you should protect her."

"I know."

After becoming disciples, there was naturally no need for the two to stay here. Mu Lier drew out the sword, sheathed it, and then she and Zhao Wumian used their Qinggong skills to leave.

And the three incense sticks stuck in the snow never got broken by the evening breeze until they were completely burned out.

(End of this chapter)