Nangong Xue anxiously said, "How can it be like that? Learning martial arts is not something that can go wrong. What if something happens to Shixiong at a critical moment and he goes mad? What should we do then? " An Yesun sneered and said, "That's why I'm sorry. Meng Zhangmen doesn't care if your Shixiong goes mad or not. As long as he can seize the position of Meng Zhangmen first, even if he goes mad later, Meng Zhangmen can still take his place and meddle in the affairs of the Wulin. Maybe this is better for him."
Meng Anying saw that denying it was useless, so she smiled bitterly and said, "That's right. I can still make up a story about Yijie, but as I progress deeper and deeper, the mnemonic formula becomes more and more complicated, and more and more difficult to understand. This time I don't dare to make wild guesses, so I can only gather information from all sides and practice steadily and surely. Naturally my progress is much slower. "
When Li Yijie heard that his beloved Master had such thoughts about him, he couldn't help but feel sad. But his Master had nurtured him for many years, so even if she wanted something, it was reasonable. Moreover, he was the one who offered the secret manual, so he didn't dare to get angry.
At this moment, the sound of footsteps could be heard from outside the room. It was Sha Qi who had rushed back. The moment he entered the room, he didn't even take a deep breath. Gasping for breath, he said, "This disciple has successfully opened the iron box, but who would have thought that the box was empty. The secret manual is nowhere to be found."
Meng Anying said, "Don't worry, your Master already guessed this, so it's not surprising. Unfortunately, Young Hero Yun will be disappointed … "
The crowd suddenly became restless, and the target of their hatred was pointed at Sha Qi. They shouted, "It must be you, this little thief, who didn't learn good things and stole the secret manual while you were investigating." "Shameless! Let's search his body! " "This is important evidence, he must have found a place to bury it. He wouldn't be stupid enough to hide it on his body." "Speak! Where did you put it? "
Suddenly, Sha Qi was confronted with a series of questions. He was so scared that he almost lost his mind. He hurriedly explained, "I didn't … I didn't. The secret manual was missing from the beginning, I didn't take it …" Immediately someone retorted, "Meng Shibo hid it so well, without special guidance, how could that witch find it?" "This little thief dares to steal. How dare he! Let's lock him up for a few days. If he doesn't give us an explanation, we'll chop off his hands."
Sha Qi was at a loss for words and kept trembling. Nangong Xue recalled that when she was wronged, only this Junior Martial Brother was willing to stand by her side. But now, seeing him being bullied, she was powerless to do anything. She looked helplessly at Li Yijie and then at An Yesun. There was a hint of longing in her grief.
An Yesun's gaze only met hers for a moment before he immediately looked away. He pretended to be impatient and said, "Enough, enough. A bunch of brainless things. If this kid dared to do something dirty just now, wouldn't he be asking for trouble? All of you are greedy and despicable people who covet the secret manual. I haven't even said anything yet. Why are you so anxious? "
Everybody was indeed waiting for Sha Qi to bring the secret manual. No matter what, Meng Anying would at least give them some face and lend the secret manual to them. Even if they could only memorize one or half of the moves, they could return to the mountain and study it with great concentration. Since their wish was not fulfilled, they could only vent their anger by blaming Sha Qi. There were also some people who opened their mouths and cursed the witch of the Devil Cult who deserved to be hacked a thousand times. Nangong Xue thought that An Yesun might not have the intention to help them, but because his words helped Sha Qi out of this predicament, she still cast him a grateful look.
An Yesun pretended he did not see it. "Humph," he muttered to himself, "Stinky girl, your movements are really fast. You are worthy of being Devil Head Jiang's direct disciple." Li Yijie suddenly said, "You already knew the secret manual was stolen, so you deliberately raised this condition to make us unable to do it, didn't you? That way you can openly refuse to lead the way. How can there be such a cunning fox like you? "
An Yesun said, "Shut your mouth! Do you think I'm joking with you? I don't have that much free time! For this matter, I'll consider it done. The second condition, you must answer me first. What is the purpose of attacking the Sacrifice Shadow Cult's headquarters? "
Li Yijie said, "You already know the answer! Naturally we want to kill the Devil Cult's leader and completely eradicate this Wulin scourge. "
An Yesun nodded slightly. "If I want you to give up, what will you say?" he asked.
Everyone present was stunned. Li Yijie was so angry that he laughed. "You want us to give up on eliminating the Devil Cult before you are willing to lead the way. Is this supposed to be a sightseeing tour? You really have the guts to say that! "
An Yesun said, "Idiot, don't make a fool of yourself with your ignorance! I don't care if you want to eliminate the Sacrifice Shadow Cult or not, but you must leave Devil Head Jiang to me. Nobody is allowed to touch him. " Li Yijie laughed coldly. "If the main culprit is not eliminated, even if the Devil Cult collapses, it can still rise again in the future! If you want to cut the grass, you must pull up the roots. You actually want us to release the Devil Cult's Hierarch? You think you have a brotherly relationship with him? You are really indulging in fantasy. "An Yesun coldly said," What bullshit brotherly relationship? I don't want to save him. On the contrary, I want to see him dead more than anybody else. I want to send him to hell with my own hands. "
Li Yijie did not know that Chu Menglin's death had given rise to a deep-seated hatred, so he could not understand why Chu Menglin would suddenly turn against Jiang Liechen. After pondering for a moment, he agreed with his own judgment. "You think I will believe you just because you said those words?" An Yesun said, "It's up to you whether you want to believe me or not! If I really wanted to protect him, I wouldn't have brought you along. Based on your group's ability, how can you even see his face? After killing the Devil Jiang, I will conceal my identity. The merit of destroying the Sacrifice Cult will all be on your heads. You can divide the chivalrous and heroic deeds equally among yourselves, I don't care. "
Everybody agreed that his words were reasonable. Meng Anying was the first to persuade him. "Yijie," she said, "As long as we see that devil die with our own eyes, who cares who killed him? The shortcoming of your way of doing things is that you are too stubborn. " As Li Yijie heard his Shifu's words, he was comforted by his understanding. But this way, it would be even more difficult to refuse. "Even if I see Jiang Liechen," he said awkwardly, "I don't intend to kill him on the spot. I have promised Yun 'er that I will capture this devil alive and bring him to her, so that she can avenge him with her own hands."
An Yesun laughed coldly. "Who do you want to capture alive?" Li Meng Zhu? With your meager martial arts, if you fight him, you might not even be able to keep your life. Yet you pretended to be confident of victory. Do you think you are worthy? "
Everybody knew that Jiang Liechen's martial arts were extremely high, and that no one was certain that they would be able to defeat him. Only An Yesun, who had been his fellow disciple for many years, might have a chance of defeating him. Even if he couldn't defeat him, it would be advantageous to first exhaust most of his internal energy. "Yijie!" Meng Anying urged. Nangong Xue could feel An Yesun's deep affection for Chu Menglin, so she sympathized with him. She also hoped that he would be able to fulfill his last wish. "Shixiong!" she urged. The disciples of the various sects also urged, "Meng Zhu!"
Li Yijie saw how powerful the persuasion was and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He thought, "Why must you insist on killing someone with your own hands? The person you care about won't be able to come back to life. An Yesun can understand this logic as well. Why don't you try to persuade him instead of me? " An Yesun seemed to have seen through his thoughts and coldly said, "Your master and the others have a request of me, so I have no choice but to do my best to satisfy them. I can only trouble you, the nominal Meng Zhu, to do it. Li Yijie, whether we gather or disperse, we are all waiting for you to say the word. "
Li Yijie saw that everyone's gazes were fixed on his face. They were both pleading and threatening. If he didn't agree today, it would be difficult for him to step down. Not to mention the others, perhaps even his master wouldn't let him go so easily. As the Meng Zhu of the orthodox Wulin world, he was surrounded by his fellow disciples from various sects. He should have been able to get everyone to respond to his call, but he didn't expect that his every move would have to listen to the orders of a former Devil Sect sorcerer. He felt that his position as the Meng Zhu was really useless. It was no wonder that An Yesun mocked him for being the Meng Zhu.
He admitted that he had lost this round, but he didn't want to lose completely. He picked up the bowl of medicine from the bedside and said, "Master, do you really want disciple to agree? Very well, as long as you finish this bowl of medicine, disciple will definitely satisfy you. "
Meng Anying was impatient. She knew An Yesun's character was strange, and he was extremely difficult to get along with. She didn't want him to change his mind and then a great achievement would slip away from her hands. Ignoring the fact that she was still angry with Li Yijie, she received the bowl with both hands, tilted her head back, and 'gulp, gulp, gulp' she drank the medicine in big gulps. In the blink of an eye the bowl was turned upside down, not even the dregs of the medicine was left. Li Yijie could only smile bitterly. He didn't want to break his promise in front of his master, so he had no choice but to endure his unwillingness. He turned to An Yesun and said, "Alright, I agree." His words were vague, completely different from the Wulin World's Meng Zhu.
"Humph," An Yesun said, "Consider yourself smart. After entering the Headquarters, you, the Meng Zhu, must behave yourself. Everybody must listen to my orders. "Li Yijie angrily said," Then why? At the beginning we agreed on two conditions, how can you arbitrarily increase or decrease the number? "An Yesun said," This is not a condition, it is a matter of course. Besides, if I let you command, what do you know? Do you even have the slightest bit of combat experience? You only know how to make everybody rush forward in a spurt of energy. What's the use? "
Li Yijie suppressed his anger and said, "All the heroes are rushing to Mount Hua one after another to discuss this important matter. I estimate they will arrive in the next few days. When the time comes, I still have to explain everything clearly to them." Nobody had any objection. An Yesun said, "That's fine. Meng Anying, right now your body is weak, you can rest quietly for several days. When everybody arrives, we can discuss the strategy formally. "
Li Yijie said, "You must prepare well. Only you know the terrain of the Devil Cult's Headquarters. When the time comes, I will need you to explain everything in detail." An Yesun impatiently said, "Nonsense." Li Yijie had been ridiculed by him too many times, he was already used to it and did not bother to retort.
After a short gathering that day, Li Yijie, as the Meng Zhu and Mount Hua's landlord, worked with his martial brothers to arrange accommodations for the guests. Every day he had to welcome the other Sect's helpers. In his spare time, he would go to the back of the mountain to practice his swordsmanship. In the dead of the night, he would ponder how to enhance his power so that the 'zhen qi' in his body would no longer be in chaos and would be used for his own use. He was so busy that he did not come to visit Nangong Xue again, nor did he apologize for his careless words.
Nangong Xue had been separated from him for many years, full of tenderness and sweetness, looking forward to meeting him again. But in the end, things had turned out this way. Her heart was bleak, hundreds of twists and turns, she felt that if she had known this would happen, she would have rather not met him. There were also many female disciples living in her room, all of whom were in their prime. They often chatted with each other in the room. At first they wanted to invite Nangong Xue to join them, but later they saw that she was very quiet, so they gave up the idea.
Sometimes Nangong Xue would wander back and forth alone on the Jade Maiden Peak, thinking, "Habits are really terrible. For six years I was facing the wall, I felt that it was incomparably torturous. I always hoped that someone would come and talk to me. Although now I am free from the cage, I am still living in solitude. What's the difference between now and the past? I am not as free as before. "
Sometimes she wanted to suggest to her martial brothers that she should still be allowed to live on the cliff, but then she thought it would be inappropriate. It was not easy for her Master to forgive her and personally cancel the punishment of facing the wall. If she suggested it again, she would not lose her temper and would instead be blamed by her Master. She had no choice but to give up the idea and silently endure it.
The weather was very boring, she did not know why she was in the mood to go to the Cui Yun Palace alone to embroider. She had been sewing this emerald green pouch for several days in a row to pass the time. As the needle and thread moved, she could vaguely see that it was a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water. The sunlight shone down on the two mandarin ducks, giving them a layer of golden luster. She also felt a slight warmth between her fingers. Her mood had just improved a little when suddenly she felt a hand reach out from behind her and gently wrap around her waist, while the other hand rested on her shoulder.
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