Chapter 138 Black Robe’s Visit (Thanks to the leader’s brother who is still in Germany)
Author: Waste Paper Bridge
Chapter 138 Black Robe’s Visit (Thanks to the leader’s brother who is still in Germany)
After returning to Huashan Chaoyang Peak, Yang Buhui hurried back to the guest room without saying hello.
Wang Yu came to Yue Buqun with a lot of 'problems', but Yue Buqun sent him to deal with them by himself.
In his previous life, Yue Buqun worried about every detail, and as a result he developed a white-eyed wolf who was ignorant of the world.
In this life, he plans to live more comfortably.
The Huashan Sect needs to be revitalized, but this is not his business alone.
Isn't the purpose of accepting disciples just that "the master has something to do, and the disciple will do his job"?
Therefore, to revitalize Huashan, as long as you join the Huashan Gate Wall, everyone will have a share and no one will get away.
According to the law of conservation of energy, hard-working people will most likely breed lazy people who are not responsible, and conversely, lazy people will breed hard-working people.
The total amount of comfort in the world remains unchanged. I choose to live in peace and quiet for a long time. Of course, someone must bear the burden and move forward.
Wang Yuzhong came in with a thick pile of questions, and then went out with a thick pile of questions. He was elated when he came in, and dejected when he left.
"Senior brother! You are too harsh on Wang Yu!"
"He is already good enough. Don't put such a big burden on him. Besides, he has to find time to practice martial arts." Ning Zhong stood behind Yue Buqun, rubbing his shoulders and occasionally hitting others with the ball.
They all tacitly acted as if nothing had happened.
"If you want to practice and don't have time to take care of trivial matters, why not give some to me?" Ning Zhongze asked.
Yue Buqun grabbed him and wrapped him in his arms. He smiled at his red face and said, "It doesn't matter. He is laying the foundation now. When the foundation is solid, take him to Linggu and use several medicines to strengthen him.
Your cultivation will naturally improve by leaps and bounds."
"He was originally a talented person in internal affairs, but because of his grandfather and his father's generation who were all officials in the government, he had to avoid it. Don't look at his kid muttering to me now. When he gets started, he may not be willing to let go."
Yue Buqun was not worried at all whether delegating power to Wang Yu would affect Yue Buqun's control over the Huashan Sect.
After all, Jianghu Sect is not a royal court. It does not have such a strict structure and regards force as the most important thing.
What's more, as long as it is good for the sect, who will take care of the daily affairs and get some so-called rights, what does it matter?
The sound of footsteps hurriedly came from outside the door. Yue Buqun lightly threw Ning Zhongze behind him, and the two of them maintained their original posture of 'respecting each other as guests'.
"Report to the head, there is a strange man wrapped in black robes, saying that he is your old friend, and wants to visit you. Senior Brother Feng had a few words with him, and after a disagreement, he started fighting with him and was accidentally poisoned.
." The Huashan disciple who came to report said that when he talked about Feng Buping being poisoned, not only did he not sound anxious, but he seemed to be taking a bit of schadenfreude.
Although the Huashan Sect no longer has the distinction of sword energy, how can we say that the past grudges and hatreds have been eliminated?
Now that evil has come to the world, people all over the world are trying to find ways to join the group to keep warm. The Huashan sect has Yue Buqun, the current swordsman, to suppress it. Only then can the unhappiness of the disciples of the second Jianqi sect be restrained to the level of words.
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No one dares to cross the line.
Just like Feng Buping was poisoned, this disciple was just a little excited in his words, but he did not deliberately delay, conceal, or report to Yue Buqun.
Obviously you know what the bottom line is.
Such contradictions cannot be eliminated with words or even some actions that pretend to be conciliatory.
It cannot be eliminated by common sense.
Even if the disciples of the two Sword Qi Sects fight side by side when facing the evil, and serve as each other's defense line, this wound cannot be healed by this.
It's like we lost a summer and got a conch. There was the sound of the sea in the conch, but that summer was gone forever.
Just wait for time to heal.
Waiting for the older generation to die and wither away, waiting for those scars and memories to completely fade away and have no remaining energy.
The last impression of the so-called sword energy battle was completely reduced to a short paragraph of text on paper.
"Old friend?"
"Weirdo in black robe?"
"Could it be him?" Yue Buqun thought to himself.
Then he flicked his sleeves and robe, and he had already left the room. With just a breath, he stood in front of the mountain door.
At this time, in front of the mountain gate, several Huashan disciples fell to the ground, their faces full of black energy, obviously they were poisoned.
And the man in black robe's hand, which was simply uglier than evil, was grabbing Cheng Buyou's neck and lifting him up high.
"I...want to...see...your...master!" A hoarse and unpleasant voice was squeezed out of his throat with difficulty, making a sound like the compression of a bellows.
Yue Buqun's eyes were cold: "Presumptuous!"
Regardless of whether this situation was caused by improper handling by Huashan disciples, as a guest, this man in black robe acted so boldly in front of the gate of Huashan Mountain, which was a slap in the face.
Invisible energy shook out, and the black-robed weirdo loosened his grip on Cheng Buyou's neck, and his whole body was thrown out like a kite with its string broken.
The black poisonous blood overflowed from his mouth and sprinkled all over the floor, corroding the bluestone floor into pits, which was horrifying to see.
Yue Buqun raised his finger in the air and landed on the Huashan disciples, forcing the toxins out of their bodies.
The poisonous gas was squeezed in the air by Yue Buqun's real power, and all of it dissipated in the blink of an eye.
The power of pure Yang is immune to all evils, including toxins.
Of course, this is a matter of pursuit. If the poison is too strong and exceeds Yue Buqun's upper limit of poison resistance, then at most he will be able to endure it longer than others.
There is no absolute immunity from all poisons.
"Nian Zaiyou still knows how to hold back, I won't kill you."
"But we, the Huashan Sect, don't welcome you either." Yue Buqun said with a cold expression.
The man in black robe did not get up and leave, but knelt directly on the spot.
"I... want to kill... Gui!"
"You...can help me!" The black-robed weirdo looked at Yue Buqun with his blood-red eyes under his turban and cloak. There seemed to be no humanity left in these eyes, and they were more like hungry, ferocious beasts.
Looking at these eyes, Yue Buqun recalled the scene where they fought together against the evil spirits under the east gate of the capital.
"Okay! If you are willing to sweep fallen leaves on my Huashan mountain path for a month, then come with me today." Yue Buqun said with his back turned.
The black-robed weirdo did not hesitate, crawled a few steps on his knees, then staggered to his feet, and followed Yue Buqun into the gate of Huashan Mountain.
Instead of taking the black-robed weirdo to the reception room, he found a windy pavilion on the edge of a cliff.
The cool breeze on the mountain, occasionally mixed with snowflakes, was able to dissipate a bit of the poisonous odor that the black-robed weirdo always exuded.
"Tell me first, who are you?" Yue Buqun asked the black-robed weirdo.
The weird man in black robe hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I... am Zhu Erniu!"
"Fake name!" Yue Buqun concluded.
After staring at the unbearable face of the black-robed weirdo for a few more times, Yue Buqun looked away and said, "Forget it! If you don't want to say it, I'll just assume your real name is Zhu Erniu."
"Your surname is Zhu? Are you from the royal family?"
The weird man in black robe shook his head.
Yue Buqun was even more relaxed. His keen sense of consciousness could tell that this answer was true.
It’s better not to be a royal family!
Judging from the appearance of this weird man in black robes, if he is from the royal family, he must have a lot of involvement behind it. Yue Buqun is not afraid of trouble, but he hates trouble.
If you are not a member of the royal family, it will be more pure.
Yue Buqun is willing to give some help and guidance to his fellow killers to the best of his ability.