Zhu He

"Brother Yu, tomorrow I will follow Elder Huaichu to the deep pool of Xianyu Mountain to find the green crocodile stone for refining, and I will trouble you to clean up the work of casting the sword pavilion for me for a few days, and then I will continue to pay back the owed days last time." I will reward you together."

"Oh well."

"then you……"

"I know, I won't tell anyone else."

"Hee hee, Brother Yu, you are so kind."

……

"Brother Yu, why are your shoes broken? Kibe's new clothes were released last month."

"Really, I..."

"Didn't you receive it? Ah, did Kibe's disciples miss you?"

"This...it doesn't matter, I still have shoes to change."

"Those people are really good at doing things. They're so unreliable... But I have other things to do, why don't I get them for you tomorrow?"

"It doesn't matter, I can get it myself later, I won't trouble you..."

"That's fine, remember to go yourself."

"Ah."

……

"Brother Yu, I brought the books I borrowed from Cangjuan Pavilion last time. I'm going to water the spiritual fields in a hurry. Please take them with you when you go back."

"Okay, let me take a look first... Brother Lin, please wait a moment, why are there these red stains on the back of this book? I remember that there were no..."

"This... probably because I accidentally dipped some fruit juice on it, Brother Yu, you don't want to ask me for my sin, do you? I didn't mean it."

"I didn't mean to blame you, but..."

"It's fine if I don't have one. If Elder Huaichu finds out about me, I'll be miserable. It's my fault, it's my fault. I'll pay you for it. Okay, I'm leaving, thank you brother..."

"Junior brother Lin... oh."

……

A Peng looked at another wave of disciples walking away, looked at Yu Miao who was squatting there distressedly arranging the damaged papers, frowned and said: "Brother Yu, they are so out of tune all day long. You might as well tell Elder Huaichu of the Chen Department directly, or tell the sect master to let them decide." There are rules in the sect, disciples who are lazy will be punished, disciples who break things will be punished, and disciples who make mistakes on errands will be punished. Disciples who are disrespectful to their seniors should be punished even more. These people are going to take over all of them.

However, the brother who was disrespected frequently was a big-hearted one. He raised his drooping eyebrows, Yu Miao still squeezed a forced smile and said: "Forget it, it's not a big deal, they are too busy to ignore it." .”

"They are busy, so you are not busy." A Peng was not convinced, "I think you have done everything for them."

"I'm not busy here, it's all trivial..." Yu Miao picked up a large stack of books from the ground, and swayed towards the bookshelf at the back, "I can only help with this."

Ah Peng wanted to say more, there were several people coming in from outside.

"Brother Yu."

The leader was dressed in the uniform of the disciples of the Qinghemen, he was tall and tall, and his steps were like the wind. When he saw Yu Miao, he bowed his hands and saluted, but there was still a little arrogance in his brows and eyes, and even a little anger.

"Junior Brother Cao..." Yu Miao put down the book and turned around quickly, "What's the matter?"

The man called "Junior Brother Cao" said unhappily: "There is a saying in the sect that any disciple Chenbu who has entered the Jindan period can forge a weapon for him. I reached the realm last year, why did the weapon take so long? Didn't get it?"

"That's right, Senior Brother Cao has cultivated to the Golden Core in less than ten years. He is the most outstanding among all the new disciples. He is highly valued by the elders. We are also waiting to see what kind of magic weapon he will get." The disciples who followed around also started to help out in a hurry.

"Cao Ming, you should ask the other senior brothers in the Chen department about this matter, right? Brother Yu is not in charge of casting." A Peng said inexplicably.

"Of course I asked, but those senior brothers said that Senior Brother Yu was always responsible for keeping the list of foundries, but I didn't find my name in it when I checked it later." Cao Ming pointed at Yu Miao, his eyes were about to burst into flames, " Brother Yu, did you miss me?"

Yu Miao shook his head with a sullen face: "The list... I wrote it down, but I remember that you were written on it, so I should have your weapon. I... I didn't make a mistake..."

Cao Ming didn't believe it: "Could it be that the other Chenbu seniors deliberately wronged you? Okay, I don't really want to pursue the details, but I'm going to Spring City to slay demons and demons in three days, and practice by the way. Brother Yu can't let me die with empty hands, so no matter what method you use, I will see the weapon in three days, otherwise, I will tell the elders and even the sect master about it, if it is up to them to decide, It won't be so easy!"

After Cao Ming left this sentence, he left as quickly as when he came.

Looking at Yu Miao who was in a daze, Ah Peng gritted his teeth and chased him out.

"Cao Ming, wait!"

Cao Ming and the others stopped and turned around: "What?"

A Peng said: "Cao Ming, although you have excellent aptitude among the new batch of disciples, but you are still young at the beginning, I advise you, don't think that Brother Yu is easy to bully, it is better to be respectful and humble when practicing here. .”

The group of people burst into laughter after hearing this, and someone said: "Senior brother Peng knows that others can't suppress others, so he can only use this generation to suppress them. Well, we are all scared to death."

They are the most talented among the new disciples in the sect in the past 20 years. They are young and energetic, and they are used to such a high posture. Ah Peng, who could only be sent to the Ministry of Chen to do some cleaning work, these young disciples naturally did not have much respect in their hearts, not to mention that these two had no temper in the past, and the people around them had long been used to their promises.

Cao Ming didn't smile, but he looked at A Peng with more disdain than before: "Senior Brother Peng, this is not because some junior brothers disrespected you, but because senior brother Yu made a mistake first, even if you really sue him If you go to the Lord, you will not be the ones who are right.”

"You, you... good! Not to mention whether the omission is true, even if it is true... you can try it and see if the sect master will decide for you in the end." A Peng was also really anxious, After leaving this sentence, he flung his sleeves and walked away.

Looking at the back of him striding away, several juniors couldn't stop laughing.

Someone asked: "What does he mean? Do you think the sect master will still favor them?"

Someone suddenly whispered: "Hey, but have you heard of it? It's the rumor... the sect master and senior brother Yu..."

"Presumptuous," Cao Ming shouted suddenly, "Those pretentious words can also be used to gossip? Who has seen the sect master get intimate with whom since the beginning? It's ridiculous!"

After being scolded by his resolute attitude, the others naturally added: "Yeah, who is the sect master? It's all hard work..." Even though the Qinghemen preaches to respect masters and brothers, the cultivation world respects the strong after all, and the sect master's eyes are so high, how could he be involved with Yu Miao? Asked about the reason for this is not here.

"I think the sect master only cares about practice. Except for some major festivals these years, the sect master has spent most of his time in retreat. We haven't seen it a few times, and the last time he hasn't left the retreat for almost three years. I'm afraid the person surnamed Peng is Relying on the fact that the sect master is not here, he is talking nonsense, and if the other elders find out, he will definitely be walking around endlessly."

"Then Senior Brother Cao, we will..."

Cao Ming glanced at the simple and elegant Cangjuan Pavilion not far away, and nodded: "Come back in three days and see what they explain."

********

So these people came again three days later, but what they got was Zhu Jiange's refusal to enter.A Peng said that the sword hadn't been cast yet, and asked them to wait.

Why are the juniors willing to wait? Naturally, they want to ask for an explanation. In fact, Cao Ming knew in his heart that the sword could not be forged well. Not here, Cao Ming was really unwilling to go to Spring City empty-handed. This was the first time he was allowed to leave the house by his master, and he wasted a good opportunity like this. I don't know if there will be a next time.

The more Cao Ming thought about it, the more unhappy he became. Seeing that the followers behind him were not very polite to A Peng and did not stop him, they just kept their hands on the show.

A Peng held back a disciple who was trying to break in and shouted: "The furnace of the king of the king is on fire, the door of Zhujian Pavilion must not be opened, otherwise the gas of the furnace will be disturbed, and there will be a catastrophe!"

But the disciple sneered: "Have the Chenbu seniors who went to Xianyu Mountain to fish for green crocodile stones been invited back? They are not here, who lit the king's furnace fire?"

"Of course it's Senior Brother Yu. Didn't you ask him to come out with a sword? He hasn't slept for three days and three nights, and he just wants to..."

A Peng's words were interrupted by someone who disapproved, and said in surprise: "Brother Yu lit the furnace? Can he forge a sword? Brother Cao, your sword..."

Cao Ming frowned greatly.

The person on the side interjected for him: "...Who dares to use it..."

As soon as these words came out, Ah Peng became even more angry. These little bastards have turned the world upside down. It is not enough to appease their anger if they don't clean up, but his ability to be lazy for many years is really no match for these juniors. Ah Peng staggered and was pushed aside.

"The door won't be opened, so I'll open a window for the head office, and see our brother Yu's heroic sword casting..." Someone said with a laugh.

"—No! The fire is burning, and the windows cannot—"

Ah Peng was anxious to stop him, but he was a step too late. He could only watch helplessly as the man's hand stretched towards the window rail of Zhujiange.

In just a split second, the cool wind from outside brushed over the heavy iron furnace, and the raging flames in the furnace suddenly became louder, blowing out of the furnace, followed by a loud sound. There was a loud noise, and a hole was blasted from the inside to the outside of the eaves of Zhujian Pavilion!

"--what!"

Hearing Yu Miao's cry, Ah Peng's complexion changed drastically, and he opened the door and was about to run into Zhujian Pavilion.

Cao Ming and the others outside saw that the bright palace was filled with black smoke for a moment, sometimes mixed with jumping flames and bursts of scorching heat.

This... what's going on here?

"I've said it before! When the sword was cast, the Fuwang Furnace was polluted by the turbid air outside, and it would cause a catastrophe. You guys are really... why are you still standing there, go and call someone!" A Peng's howling woke him up. The shocked crowd.

A disciple standing by the door suddenly pointed to the inside of the hall and exclaimed: "The platform, the steps are broken, the furnace... the furnace is about to fall..."

Everyone only heard a series of crackling sounds, as if something hard was breaking apart.

stove?King King Furnace? !

Thinking that if the three-foot-high furnace were to fall down, I am afraid that the hall will be lost, and the people inside...

The little bastards all knew something was wrong, but they were so scared that no one dared to go forward. Only Ah Peng spared no effort to rush in, but he was also blocked by the black smoke and fire coming out, making it difficult to really get close.

Seeing the King of Kings Stove slanting down slowly in the pitch blackness, even if it didn't crush anyone, it would probably be injured by the overflowing charcoal fire...

At this time, a white light suddenly came from the sky, like a meteor, it entered the chaotic palace from the corner of the blasted eaves!The next moment, everyone saw a huge black shadow approaching with a bang, and flew out from the gate of Zhujian Pavilion with a strong wind, and slammed on the bridge pavilion in the distance, smashing it enough to accommodate more than ten people. The people's pavilion was smashed to pieces, and finally the black shadow fell into the lake behind the pavilion, splashing water waves several feet high, which lasted for a long time.

And the thing that flew out...it was the King King Furnace.

The Furnace of the King of Kings who was kicked out of the Forging Sword Pavilion...

All the disciples stared at the other side in amazement, then turned to the side of Zhujian Pavilion in a daze, looking at the person who walked out slowly.

He is tall and slender, still in white clothes amidst the black mist, and his gait is dusty. His black hair is tied high behind his head with a white jade ring, blown away by the wind. It has a delicacy that is difficult to draw with a fine brush.

Cao Ming looked at the other party, and his eyes fell on the jet-black person in his arms. His heart was scratched hard, and he knelt down with a plop, and saluted tremblingly.

"Gate, door master..."

The head of the sect... has left the customs? !

The others seemed to be pulled back from their drifting thoughts by his sound, and they all fell limply on the ground and kowtowed.

"See, see... door master..."

The man in white didn't even look at them, he just glanced at Zhujian Pavilion behind him, which was still smoking, with cold eyes, and said to Ah Peng, "Put out the fire."

After finishing speaking, he tapped his toes lightly, and flew away from Zhujian Pavilion with the person in his arms, leaving behind a group of Cao Ming and others who were sentenced to death without saying a word, trembling like chaff...

……

Murong Jiaoyang brought him to the Japanese Ministry, where he was treated by Jin Xueli, and he arrived in time. Other than being sprayed with soot all over his body and his head scratched, Yu Miao was fine.

Murong Jiaoyang looked at the people sleeping on the bed, and after hearing Ah Peng's detailed explanation of the future, Murong Jiaoyang frowned slightly, turned and walked out.

Outside the door, Water Minister Lao Bai Jian brought all his disciples to kneel there, behind him were Cao Ming and others who were ashen-faced.

"My subordinates are not effective in disciplining disciples, and have hurt fellow disciples, please punish them." When Bai Jian saw Murong Jiaoyang, he touched his forehead to the ground and knelt down deeply.

Murong Jiaoyang's eyes fell on Bai Jian's head, which was cold and heavy, and his shoulders collapsed twice before he said softly: "I let you be in charge of the water department, so you can teach me how to do it." Shi, you are really worthy of your master..." His voice was as cold as forging, like a light slap of cold jade, but it also made people feel cold for no reason.

Standing aside, Po Ge, who was once a teacher, also had a dull face, but he would not intercede for Bai Jian. Murong Jiaoyang was severely punished, killed and made decisions, and he could not shake half a grain of sand in his eyes. Generations of sect masters are different, but under his management, Qinghe Sect has not declined in recent years. On the contrary, after experiencing the silence at that time, it has become more and more organized. Still convinced.

Even he was like this, and the other disciples were even more silent and dared not say a word.

Cao Ming knelt on the ground, feeling a vaguely menacing aura coming slowly in the silence, he raised his eyes, and saw a pair of white boots with a few pruning bamboo hooked on them stopped in front of him.

Cao Ming could feel the person standing in front of him looking at him. Those two gazes changed from fluttering and cold to getting deeper and deeper, pressing directly on his shoulders, causing Cao Ming's hands on the ground to tremble, and his knees trembled. It shook, and after a while, blood gushed out from the eyebrows, mouth and nose.

And the puppies who accompanied him were in the same miserable condition. The cultivation bases of Jindanqi had made these disciples think highly of themselves, but now they couldn't even block the breath of Murong Jiaoyang, and all of them were bleeding from all seven orifices, their heads were dazed , and fell to the ground with his head.

When Cao Ming collapsed convulsively, he saw Murong Jiaoyang in front of him holding an unfinished long sword in his hand. Although the scabbard looked quite simple, there were occasional gleams of light on its body. The weapons he saw of many senior brothers were better.It took Cao Ming a while to understand the origin of this weapon, and surprise and regret appeared in his eyes.

Could it be that this sword is...

Seeing that Cao Ming's trembling hand was about to touch the sword, Murong Jiaoyang suddenly took a step back, letting that hand go to nothing, and he said to Bai Jian in disgust: "From tomorrow onwards, we will rebuild the Jianjian Pavilion, and take your five The good apprentices will hang them one by one in front of the gate of the Chen Department, so that all the disciples in the gate can see what the fate of violating the gate rules is, and when the Zhujian Pavilion is repaired, give them to me... Throw them out Qinghemen! Since their ability is so great, they can have a way of life if they leave this place, how dare I stay here."

After leaving this sentence, Murong Jiaoyang turned and left leisurely under Bai Jian's respectful response and Cao Ming's and others' despairing eyes.