Chapter 835: Ambitions that spread in Eastern Xinjiang

Mu Xianjun, the young master of the Mu family, walked slowly by the small lake in the backyard with his hands in his arms, and Cui Jiu followed carefully. He had no other feelings for this young master except fear, because he knew very well how strong and cruel the young master was. Few people knew that Cui Jiu was actually Mu Xianjun's servant.

Not long after Mu Xianjun was born, Su Yang, who had a very close relationship with Mu Guangling, saw that he had a very good roots and bones, so he asked Mu Guangling and others to send him to Penglai Mountain to learn skills when he was four years old. Cui Jiu was one of the servants sent by Mu Guangling to serve Mu Xianjun.

Nearly twenty years have passed, not to mention the diners in the Mu Mansion, even few people in the Mu Mansion still remember what Cui Jiu looked like. What's more, his appearance has changed a lot. Not only is he old, the two scars passing by his face are too disgusting and hideous, and it makes people dare not stare at it carefully.

This scar was scratched by Mu Xianjun himself.

"My husband, although there are many masters in the martial arts world, they are a mess after all. The Shanhaiguan Guard He Dingfang has a good cultivation level and is well-managed. If you don't make a good plan, it will be difficult for these martial arts world tourists to seize Shanhaiguan. It is unknown whether He Dingfang can be assassinated... So, please let the young husband tell us what to do in detail."

"He Ding Fang Yuzhong, such a person is so crazy that no matter how strong he is, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Mu Xianjun said contemptuously as he walked: "If it weren't for his father's recommendation, how could he be promoted to General Shanhaiguan, a prisoner who was exiled to the frontier? But this person knew how to repay kindness at all. If he were a kind person, he would have come to persuade his father to rise up, and then open Shanhaiguan to welcome his father into the Central Plains... He didn't come because he was stupid and loyal to the Great Sui Dynasty and was too stubborn, so he should die."

He glanced at Cui Jiu: "Has anyone ever doubted your identity?"

"Absolutely not!"

Cui Jiu hurriedly said, "My subordinates have been away from the Mu Mansion for twenty years. The people they knew were basically gone. Even if there were a few people who knew each other, they forgot that they still had such a subordinate. When the young master sent the news of his subordinate's death back early, who dared to doubt your words? No one in the mansion doubted, and those tourists in the martial arts world would not doubt it. They all thought that I came to join the Mu Mansion like them."

"That's good……"

Mu Xianjun said in a gentle tone: "My father values ​​love and friendship the most. He Dingfang is his father's old subordinate. Eliminating this person cannot let his father know that it was arranged by me, nor can anyone know that there are people from the Mu family involved in this matter. Everyone should think that this is the spontaneous action of those tourists in the martial arts world to repay the Mu family. My father has not made up his mind yet, and isn't he tired of being a false reputation? Therefore, some things must be done in advance so that my father can move forward."

"After you do this, I will be able to promote you with justification."

Mu Xianjun stopped, turned around and patted Cui Jiu on the shoulder: "You have been with me for so many years, and have always been steady and reliable in your work. And those who know how to be a slave should serve their masters, so I will not forget your benefits. After this matter is done, I will ask my father to organize the gangsters in the mansion into an army, and I plan to hand over this team to you."

After being photographed by Mu Xianjun, Cui Jiu couldn't help but tremble.

"Mr. Xie is cultivated! My subordinates will definitely live up to my hopes and do their best to do this."

"Um"

Mu Xianjun was very satisfied with his performance. He always believed that only by making the people below have absolute fear of him can they have absolute obedience. But for the sake of the false reputation of the Mu family for so many years, he had to go against his will to treat everyone politely and politely, and also show special sincerity.

Of course, he did a good job. No one doubted his humble and polite eyes because he was indeed good at acting. Not only did he deceive these friends, but he even thought that his brothers and brothers in Penglai Mountains, and even his master Su Yang always thought that he was a humble gentleman and a kind and gentle person.

Only Cui Jiu knew how terrible this person was. A few years ago, Mu Xianjun was decorating everything today. He deliberately told his family that Cui Jiu accidentally fell off the cliff and died. Then he scratched Cui Jiu's face with his own hands, asked him to leave Penglai Mountain and return to Mu's mansion as a down-and-out gangster. Until now, only Mu Xianjun himself knew Cui Jiu's identity, and even the people in Mu's mansion did not see any flaws.

As for those tourists from the world, let alone. Who would doubt Cui Jiu’s origin for no reason?

Cui Jiu knew that Mu Xianjun had been waiting for Mu Guangling to call him back from Penglai Mountain. How terrible is a young man who could think of how to act in a few years ago?

When Cui Jiu looked down, he could see the scars that were as nauseous as earthworms on his cheekbones. Few people could see their cheekbones when they looked down, but because of this scar, every time Cui Jiu looked down, he would feel his heart trembling.

"To employ people, you still need to use trustworthy people."

Mu Xianjun seemed to smile apologetically: "I know I used to you like this, but it was also for your future. Only in this way can you make great contributions and make a name for yourself. You should also understand that your identity is just a slave of the Mu family. If a person like you does not remove the slave, what if he makes a contribution? He is still a slave. But if he wants to remove the slave, he must nod his head to agree... Moreover, with his father's personality, will he easily choose the important tasks you have to entrust you with?"

Cui Jiu shook his head quickly: "My subordinates understand the hard work of the young master. My subordinates have always been grateful for the kindness of the young master, and I wish I could repay him with death."

"Just understand it yourself."

Mu Xianjun said: "Only in this way, you pretend to die and leave the Mu family. You are the former slave Xiao Jiuzi, but Cui Jiu. If you do the business in Shanhaiguan well, your father will raise an army and naturally will not ignore your contribution to soothe people's hearts. At that time, I can still help you with the position of a fifth-rank general. Cui Jiu... No matter whether you are noble or humble in your life, you will always encounter some opportunities. When the opportunity comes, only waste will watch it pass by. Do you understand?"

"I understand!"

Cui Jiu lowered his head and said, "The young master's order is my subordinate who will never refuse."

"Go"

Mu Xianjun waved his hand and said, "Do whatever you should do... You asked me just now how to get rid of He Dingfang. Don't you know that He Dingfang didn't have a child until he was fifty? Now that child is only a full month old, this is his weakness... If I need you to give me carefully to do the next thing, then what else do I want you to do?"

"I understand!"

Cui Jiu nodded quickly, bowed and retreated.

Mu Xianjun glanced at Cui Jiu's back, and a trace of vague cruelty flashed in his eyes.

There cannot be any shadow of the Mu family participating in this matter. Everyone should think that this is an action spontaneously organized by those tourists in order to repay their kindness, and it has nothing to do with the Mu family... This is what he said to Cui Jiu just now. If Cui Jiu understands what he means, will he still thank him for his cultivation?

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Penglai Mountain

When people in the rivers and lakes discuss the holy land of the rivers and lakes, people in the Western Regions will naturally regard Daxueshan Dalun Temple as a holy land. Because people in the Central Plains Jianghu do not have such pious beliefs, the holy land they believe is very different from the holy land considered by the grasslands of the Western Regions. However, the view of the Yiqi of Qingle Mountain and the Sanqing Temple of Wudang Mountain is still a recognized holy land of the rivers and lakes, because ordinary tourists in these two places dare not offend them at all.

People in the Central Plains have more or less heard of some rumors about Penglai Mountain in the East China Sea, but the disciples of this sect are too low-key, rarely walk in the Jianghu, and have not left any extraordinary deeds, so they just heard about it. Most tourists in the Jianghu will never think of Penglai Mountain when they think of the martial arts holy land.

In this place, there has never been a powerful practitioner like Zhang Zhenren, and no one knows even if he has made it. Second, there is no recognition from the court and it is located in a remote place.

Penglai Mountains on Penglai Island

Among the fishermen along the coast, there are always some legends about overseas sword immortals. In the legend, there are always some fishermen who go out to sea to fish. They just happen to see that the sword immortals with great powers either eliminate the vicious dragons or save the fishermen who fall into the sea. Anyway, they are all the incarnations of justice.

These rumors are actually related to the practitioners on Penglai Island.

There is only one sect on Penglai Island, called Penglai Sect. This sect has been established for a long time, at least longer than the founding of the Great Sui Dynasty. According to the rules set by the founding ancestors of the Penglai Sect, Penglai Island only accepts pure people who study. There are no other desires, but only want to practice. Therefore, there are not many disciples of Penglai Sect. After all, not many people can really set their goals in life on one practice, and no other desires.

It is precisely because of this that the current sect leader Su Yang felt it was necessary to change this rule, because in his generation, there were less than 30 people in the Penglai Sect. When he inherited the sect leader, there was no new disciple in the mountains! So Su Yang was particularly afraid. If this continues, the Penglai Sect may not be destroyed in a long time.

In fact, at this time, Su Yang was also vaguely aware that when he had such an idea, he had already stayed away from the purpose of having no desires and no desires left by the ancestor.

When he wanted to continue the sect, his desire had already arisen.

So he left Penglai Island many times, accepted many disciples, and then became friends with Mu Guangling, the head of the Mu Mansion. In just over twenty years, Penglai Island has become extremely prosperous now, with 800 disciples, and the mountain gate has become more and more luxurious.

Standing under a big tree, Su Yang couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction as the disciples practiced martial arts in the square: "The gate is becoming more and more prosperous, and I am worthy of my ancestors. I can't let Penglai Sect destroy me, and I also want to let Penglai Sect flourish... How should I go?"

The person standing beside him was silent for a while and shook his head: "The world only knows that there is the Dao Sect in the Central Plains, but how can I know that there is my Penglai Sect? Why?"

He asked.

Su Yang was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes... If you want to continue the sect, how can you avoid being mixed with secular power? Qingleshan was so angry that it was famous all over the world for just over a decade, wasn't it because the imperial court had a national teacher?"
Chapter completed!