Volume 4 Shu Zhong. Orthodox and Heterodox Chapter 3 Lofty and Untrammelled, Brilliant and Magnanimous

  When the three men brought more than 20 disciples upstairs, Chu Jiu and Lin Ming'er were facing the stairs, so they saw clearly. The big man in front of them was nine feet tall, with copper nose and angry eyes, majestic without being intimidating. His black muscles were exposed despite it being late autumn, and a cluster of black chest hair on his chest made him look even more ferocious.

  What left a deeper impression was that the big man held in his hand a pair of blackened large copper hammers, while most people's copper hammers were golden yellow. However, his large copper hammer, except for the handle and head junction, had a slight yellow color, but all other places were pitch black. It seemed that this copper hammer had been used by him for many years!

  That copper hammer, held in his hand, had thick veins bulging on his arm, strong and powerful, with black hairs clearly visible. The copper hammer didn't waver at all, steady as a rock. However, he walked to the middle of the second floor of the inn, placed the pair of copper hammers on the sturdy dining table, and the entire floor shook again, unknown how many kilograms it weighed!

  On the ninth day, she exchanged a smile with Lin Meng'er, but didn't show much fear. The Ding Cang clan wasn't known for being afraid of trouble; they wouldn't provoke others if not provoked themselves.

  The two men only saw the black-faced giant talking to the disciples behind him, and as soon as they went upstairs, the black-faced giant shouted loudly, "Boss, don't you hurry up and set the table and pour wine!" His voice was loud and clear, and for a moment, the customers at other tables on the second floor all looked over, seeing his majestic physique and astonishing strength, with a hint of fear in their eyes.

  Behind them, more than twenty young disciples, apparently the younger generation of the three men in front, were divided into two colors of clothing, dressed in secular attire, with long swords either in their hands or at their waists, yet uniform. Chiou Jiu secretly felt puzzled, which two major sects did these people belong to?

  On the ninth, Lin Ming'er, Bai Zhu Ye, and Xiao Qing did not recognize the man in front of them. However, Wu Gou and Quan Dao Fu Ren, although they didn't turn their heads, merely from hearing the sound of the copper hammer hitting the floorboard, silently sighed in their hearts. The couple already knew that the person who came was Liu Hei Meng, the "Western Regions' First Hammer", the eighth elder among the nine disciples of Lie Chi Yan, the master of the Kongtong Sect, known as the "Western Regions' Black-Faced God, Copper Hammer Shows No Mercy"!

  As the two elders of the Demon Sect, although they had not left the Tiankeng Difu for 16 years, they could not escape knowing half of what was happening in the Jianghu. Seeing Chujiu and Lin Meng'er with a bewildered expression, Wan Dao Furen wrote lightly on the table with her chopsticks: "This person is a master of the Kongtong Sect, the number one hammer of Xiyu, Liu Hei Meng!"

  On the ninth day, he was stunned, but had heard Master Bo mention this person before. Legend has it that this person was born with divine power, and was the first in Congtou, exceptionally brave and fierce. Under his pair of copper hammers weighing over 60 kilograms, many people in Xiyu were already stained with blood. Liu Hei's personality was straightforward and strict, but also cruel and ruthless. In the Shaanxi-Gansu region, no one in the underworld dared to meet him head-on, and even those from the righteous path would get a headache when they saw him!

  Another person, also one of the most concerned people on the ninth day, has now come up. He just went upstairs without making a sound. The ninth saw him wearing a plain long shirt, with a serious face, pale complexion, and a slight beard under his chin. His whole body seemed to be surrounded by smoke, and it was impossible to tell how old he was. Only a pair of bright eyes shone brightly, although he didn't say a word, but just one glance, one gesture, showed majesty. In the midst of this, there was an air of a sect master!

  This man, with such a majestic and elegant demeanor, appearing in the mountains behind Emei in Shu, who could it be?

  And then seeing another light-footed person among the three leaders, he couldn't help but let out a breath of relief on the ninth day, turned his head and exchanged a smile with Lin Meng'er, being able to have an acquaintance in Shu, a kind and gentle senior is naturally a good thing!

  That man's hair and beard were flecked with white, his age was no longer young, but walking among the many disciples, he still looked spirited and majestic, not the Sichuan Qingcheng Sect's renowned master "Three Hands Fire Sword" He Zhuo Bao, who else could it be?

  Then, the disciples of the two sects behind, are naturally the Kunlun and Qingcheng sects. The Kunlun Sect is used to traveling in Jianghu, this time it's rare, and they have changed their usual Taoist robes into ordinary clothes.

  He Zhuo exploded, Liu Hei Meng and that Su Sheng Changshan middle-aged man behind, the disciples of Congtong and Qingcheng schools have already found their seats and sat down. The three of them shared a table, sitting three zhang away, near another window, so this table, with Chujiu, Bai Zhuye's three tables formed a "pin" shape, Chujiu four people faced the window and street, while the other two tables were facing the lake.

  He had been in Shu for decades, and Qingcheng Mountain and Emei Mountain were not far apart. The environment here was probably more familiar to him than anyone else. He went upstairs in just a few seconds and had already seen the situation on the upper floor clearly. There were ordinary tourists or local wealthy people around, but only the table by the window on the far left was a stranger, a middle-aged rich woman with white hair, accompanied by a young white-faced young man and an old horseman, a thin black youth servant, apparently a wealthy family from afar on tour, and didn't take it to heart.

  He had previously heard his disciples report that there were two young masters, one white and one green, who had just arrived in the town, looking very unusual, and had just gone up to the second floor of this inn to check!

  However, he had been roaming the Jianghu for decades and was unparalleled in Shu, with unmatched martial arts skills and meticulous thinking. He knew that these two were already under his control, so on the surface, he didn't show any anxiety, still being polite and courteous, inviting the middle-aged man in a white long shirt to take the seat of honor, and shouting for "The First Hammer of Western Regions" Liu Hei Meng and his two disciples to order food and wine at will!

  But Liu Hei Meng was born with a strong physique and internal strength, his temper was even more straightforward. So he went upstairs and couldn't help but glance at Bai Zhu Ye and Xiao Qing, who didn't know how to react. Although she was unhappy in her heart, she could only silently suffer and not dare to move half a step, eating small dishes while thinking of a solution. Xiao Qing saw him glancing over from time to time, with an unpleasant expression on his face. Although she knew from the moment he went upstairs that this person's martial arts were high and she was no match for him, she was not afraid. Every time Liu Hei Meng glanced at her, Xiao Qing would glare back at him. As a member of the Five Poisons Sect and a Miaojiang woman, she was not an ordinary person, even if she couldn't win, she would never retreat.

  On the ninth day, Lin Ming'er saw that the people from the Cuiwei and Qingcheng sects seemed to be heading towards another table, not theirs. She let out a soft sigh of relief.

  Now seeing the two buildings in front of him, the atmosphere was already not right, while Wu Gou and Wan Dao's wife opposite him still didn't even glance at him, drinking their wine as if nothing was wrong.

  If they were to get up and leave now, they feared it would be a sign that they had something to hide in their hearts, so for the time being, neither of them dared to move.

  "What's going on? Someone actually snuck into the gathering of the four major sects, Wudang, Kongtong, Kunlun and Diancang, and killed your 'Red Practice Palm' Cheng Xian?" He Zhuo asked, clearly having just heard about Cheng Xian's death.

  His voice was small, only on the second floor, and the distance between his table and Chujiu's table was not very wide. Wu Gou Changlao and Wan Dao Furen had deep internal strength, so his voice could enter their ears. After Chujiu went through Wu Gou Changlao and Wan Dao Furen's meridian clearing, her internal strength also greatly increased. Although she was still far inferior to the first generation of top masters from various sects, she was making rapid progress!

  On the ninth day, his injuries had fully recovered and he didn't even use the predicted ten days by Madame Wan Dao. In just seven days, he was completely healed, so when He Hao lit firecrackers, he could barely hear the sound!

  But Lin Ming'er, Bai Zhu Ye and Xiao Qing did not hear it!

  He Zhuo suddenly burst out, saying that when it comes to the four major sects of Wudang, Kongtong, Kunlun, and Diancang, he only mentioned Wudang before Kongtong. As soon as this sentence came out, the middle-aged man in a long white shirt and Liu Hei Meng couldn't help but feel extremely pleased!

  In fact, when it comes to the four major sects in the Jianghu, Qiongshan Sect is probably only after Kunlun Sect and Diancang Sect. However, at this moment, even if Chujiu was unhappy in her heart, she didn't dare show any signs of dissatisfaction on her face. If Lin Meng'er heard it, she would probably express it openly!

  Moreover, in his heart, he secretly dreaded the middle-aged man in the plain white shirt. Although he didn't know who he was, such a person, standing out alone and unattached, must be one of the top masters in the world!

  "Three Hands Fire Sword" He Zhuo exploded from the point of Cangpai down the mountain, and did not go to Chongqing Prefecture and Kui Prefecture with Wudang, Kunlun, Diancang, and Kongtong Sects. He was afraid that the purpose of the Demon Cult this time was to enter Shu, which would be detrimental to Qingcheng Sect, so he went back to Qingcheng directly. After obtaining the consent of the master's younger brother, he guarded against day and night patrols, and fortunately, nothing happened in nearly a month.

  In the past few days, he saw that the Mount Emei school's grand ceremony of closing the mountain and passing on the leadership was imminent, so he brought his disciples, prepared precious congratulatory gifts, and rushed over. The Shaolin monk Zhang Kong and his disciples were also traveling with him from southern China to Sichuan, and now they are already on Mount Emei!

  He Zhuo suddenly appeared on the road and happened to meet the people of the Kunlun School. The two schools had known each other for a long time, and he heard Liu Hei Meng mention that a few days ago, in the Bai Di Temple, there was a bloody battle, "Hong Lian Zhang" Cheng Man was actually killed by the Yangtze River, which made him extremely shocked!

  So he sat down at the table and after a few words of polite conversation, he hurriedly asked about the detailed reason.

  "I'm inferior to only two people in terms of martial arts skills, my senior brother and Dugu Senior Brother. He must have been killed by a sneak attack, that demonic cult's evil person is really detestable!" Yu Jiu and Lin Meng'er both understood, the "Dugu Senior Brother" Liu Hei Meng spoke of was naturally "Frost Wind Broken Palm" Dugu Xiong. Whenever he spoke, it was always in a loud voice, this time although intentionally lowering his voice, still Lin Meng'er and Bai Zhu Ye could hear him.

  Liu Hei Meng continued, "The most hateful thing is that my fellow disciple Dugu sent a message by carrier pigeon saying that Cheng Shidi had gone after the remaining demonic cultists for half an hour. After annihilating the remaining demonic cultists, he waited impatiently for a while and was about to go support him when he clearly saw the two successful signal flares released by Cheng Shidi, so he put his mind at ease and didn't go to meet up with him! Not expecting that after waiting another half an hour, Cheng Shidi still hadn't returned. Dugu Shixiong really couldn't set his mind at ease, so he personally led the pursuit, but all they saw was a few miles away, bloodstains on the ground, two dead horses, yet no sign of Cheng Shidi or the remaining demonic cultists!"

  He Chongbao knew he was going to continue, so he didn't interrupt. Indeed, Liu Hei's heart was filled with hatred as he continued: "I never thought that this demonic cult would know the application of our sect's signal, it's so cunning! How can one not be enraged? I'd love to capture the murderer myself and tear them into eight pieces to vent my anger!"

  Lin Meng'er listened and suddenly felt relieved, exchanging a smile with Chu Jiu. Fortunately, they hadn't suspected her and Shifu yet. Meanwhile, Bai Zhu Ye's heart tightened as she thought to herself, "That Cheng Man's death, the people of Cong Tong Pai shouldn't suspect me, should they? Is that why she and her servant were being followed?"

  She secretly smiled wryly, knowing that her martial arts skills were far inferior to those of Cheng Yan, and even if she launched a sneak attack, she wouldn't be able to kill him. At most, she could use poison, but Cheng Yan's internal energy was profound, and she feared that with her current poisoning techniques, she might not even be able to poison this top-notch master of the Cangyan Sect to death.

  Moreover, the flying letter of the Kungtung Sect has already made it clear that Cheng's death was not due to poisoning!

  Wu Gou and his wife, Wan Dao, were thinking the same thing, that what Lin Cang had told them on the ninth was true after all. Fortunately, they had Wu's senior apprentice brother and sister to thank for saving their lives, as well as bringing news of the Silver Spear Elder's death two days in advance, allowing them to avoid disaster. Wan Dao couldn't help but feel a surge of grief and anger at the memory of the Silver Spear Elder's demise.

  However, the couple had a faint fear in their hearts, hoping that this middle-aged man in a white long shirt was not the person they thought he was. But at the same time, they were also annoyed and more certain, judging from the footsteps of the middle-aged man in the white long shirt who went upstairs just now, it must be him.

  The couple was also sweating, they didn't care about their own true yuan in the ravine, for the first nine days to open up the Ren channel. After these few days of practice, their internal strength had already fully recovered. Even so, they didn't dare make any slight movements, and they were even more reluctant to look up, only focusing on listening to He Zhuo Bao and Liu Hei Meng talking.