when the wind and cloud cry

Chapter 59

Shangguan Mufeng finally approached the hut, slowly raised his sharp eyes, made a move that he had imagined countless times, and opened the door with his palm force!
He looked around the small hut, and soon got used to the darkness in the room.

There is no bed in this room, and it is surprisingly simple, like a prison.

An old man who was hiding in the darkness was sitting near the wall at this moment. The sunlight shone through the half-open door, but it failed to dispel his dormant darkness.

In the silence, a moment of depression enveloped the master and apprentice.

There was a bit of anger and disappointment in Cizun's voice: "Feng'er! From the moment you stepped into the door, I knew you couldn't take it anymore!"

Shangguan Mufeng let out a sneer, clenched his fists, and a burst of true energy suddenly burst out from his body, and there was a loud "bang", and the wooden door behind him immediately shattered into pieces.

The sun shone in from behind him, and the darkness in the room was swept away.

At this time, Shangguan Mufeng looked at Cizun who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, he turned out to be a sad old man.

His face was covered with wrinkles, his eyes were cloudy, and his exposed skin was as white as snow due to the lack of exposure to sunlight for a long time.

Shangguan Mufeng couldn't help laughing, such an unbearably haggard old man was actually the long-renowned head of Fusheng Pavilion, Cizun!

Ci Zun's face twitched, and several wrinkles like knife-cuts squeezed together, and said coldly: "What! Does your appearance as a teacher disappoint you?"

Shangguan Mu Feng stopped laughing suddenly, looked at Ci Zun steadfastly, and said slowly: "I just think it's funny, my wise and wise master! You're still blind!"

Cizun's eyes had been blind many years ago, but he could still feel the burning sensation of the sun.

He saw Shangguan Mufeng walking towards him in the haze and shook his head.

"Do you want to kill your mentor?"

Cizun's body didn't move, he looked up at the bright figure in front of him.

This apprentice was trained by himself.

His unscrupulous,

His insidiousness is fierce,

His ambition is like another self.

Ci Zun should feel relieved, but he was still more disappointed.

Shangguan Mufeng stood in front of Cizun, and said: "Except for your cultivation, you have taught me almost everything, but the only thing you haven't taught me is how to repay a favor!"

Listening to his voice, Cizun was unexpectedly cold: "How should I repay you? Master!"

Shangguan Mu Feng smiled softly, and said word by word: "How about replacing you?"

Cizun snorted coldly and sighed: "I have taught you so many things as a teacher, but you will never learn to be patient. This is a big taboo for schemers!"

Shangguan Mufeng said disapprovingly: "Time is not waiting for me, why bear it any longer, if you continue to endure like this, even if you endure until the day you die, Fusheng Pavilion will not have a bright future!"

Ci Zun was suspicious for a moment, and there was a growing haze in his heart, and he said lightly: "So, you have waited for the so-called opportunity, you might as well talk to Teacher, and let Teacher see if you have any What's the odds!"

Shangguan Mu Feng pondered: "Forget it! It's okay to tell you!"

He put his face close to Cizun's ear, said a few words in a low voice, suddenly frowned, and there was a pain in his shoulder, it was actually Cizun clasping his shoulder tightly.

"You, you are crazy, and you even took refuge in the devil way." Ci Zun hissed.

Shangguan Mufeng didn't wait for him to finish, and knocked down the already extremely weak old man with one palm, and at the same time snatched the finger from Ci Zun's right thumb.

He put the wrench on his thumb, laughed aloud, and finally became the pavilion master as he wished.

Cizun was slapped by him, spitting out blood, panting out of breath.

Shangguan Mufeng stretched out his hand to grab his collar again, and said viciously: "When you stand in the light of success, no one will remember the darkness of your means, you taught me this!"

As soon as the strength in his hand was loosened, Shangguan Mu Feng stopped and walked out.

Outside the door, the hag appeared in the courtyard at some point, and behind him stood three men in the same costume, all wearing bamboo hats and dark fire robes.

"I don't want to bear the eternal infamy of killing the sect master, so cut off his head and present it to the Demon Lord!"

After Shangguan Mufeng finished speaking, he shot up into the sky and headed straight for the main hall of Tianshanjian in Fusheng Pavilion.

Behind him was only a small courtyard that he would never set foot in again, and an old man curled up on the ground panting in despair.

"There is no balance between good and evil! That's the way of the devil! How dare you." Ci Zun shouted.

The main hall of Xiaoyao Pavilion in Tianshan Mountain.

It used to be a place with beautiful scenery and cleanliness.

Just looking at the scale of this hall, it can be seen how glorious the Fusheng Pavilion Millennium School was in the past, it is even more majestic than the Yujian Peak hall.

It's just that since last night, there has been a sense of chilling, thousands of disciples are standing in the open space outside the hall, and almost all the disciples are gathered here.

Shangguan Mu Feng turned into a flowing light and landed in the sky. Just as he stopped, Wang Yanzheng had already stepped forward and said respectfully: "Zhang Tu and Li Shen are all tied up, please forgive me, Pavilion Master!"

Shangguan Mufeng flicked the dust off his sleeves, smiled triumphantly, and asked, "Approximately how many people are there?"

Wang Yanzheng replied: "650 people!"

Shangguan Mufeng couldn't help frowning when he heard this number. There are more than [-] disciples in Fusheng Pavilion, most of them are his disciples. Thinking that there are still so many people standing behind them.

"650 people! I want to see how many are not afraid of death!"

As Shangguan Mu Feng said, he stepped up and walked into the main hall.

It can be said that I was very proud of walking along the way. The finger on my thumb was shining brightly. All the disciples and disciples I saw bowed to him and called him "Pavilion Master".

In the majestic and majestic hall, headed by the two elders Zhang Tu and Li Shen, nearly [-] disciples were sitting cross-legged together with their Qi veins sealed and their bodies tied with ropes.

Some people didn't know what happened, so they were tied up here.

As soon as they saw Shangguan Mu Feng approaching, everyone immediately shouted "Uncle Shangguan" and "Uncle Shangguan".

Unexpectedly, before everyone could cry out for their grievances, the disciples surrounding them had already raised their weapons with murderous intent.

Everyone lost countenance, Sun Tu and Li Shen looked numb, guessing that a catastrophe was coming.

It's not that they are in for a catastrophe, it's that Fusheng Pavilion's thousand-year legacy is feared to be ruined here.

Shangguan Mufeng raised his eyes and glanced coldly at the crowd, walked up to the two elders Sun Tu calmly, and said, "Seeing the new pavilion master of our sect, why don't you worship!"

Zhang Tu changed his expression, saw the finger wrench in his hand, and snorted coldly: "What do you master and apprentice want to do!"

Shangguan Mu Feng smiled: "I know you have always disliked the way my master and I behave. Believe it or not, what we do today is to glorify the master!"

"Does bullying the master and destroying the ancestors count as honoring the master's family?"

(End of this chapter)