Moonlight and wind

Just as Qu Ning was about to roll up his sleeves and fight with Ma Zifeng, he was stopped by a swordsman next to him, who waved his hand quietly. Qu Ning stopped only after seeing this.

"I am the son of a third-rank Hanlin scholar. It is beneath my dignity to argue with a local hooligans like you!" Qu Ning looked at Ma Zifeng, whose face was shaking with anger, with contempt.

"Hmph, if you don't have the ability, just stand back!" Ma Zifeng spat at Qu Ning.

"Shan Tianxiao!" Ma Zifeng pointed at him, "We were beaten by your disciples, and the people of Meixi Town were watching!"

"Which disciple hit you?" the Third Hall Master continued to ask.

"A disciple wearing a plain brocade robe, and a little baby!"

"Little kid?" The Third Hall Master smiled slightly. "The only one who can be called a little kid in my Snow Shadow Hall is the young master. Who is the disciple in the Sujin robe?"

"Taller than that one, and older!" Ma Zifeng pointed at Zijun next to Shan Tianxiao, and Zijun responded with a silly smile.

"Second disciple, now that you have found the person, what are your plans?" Shan Tianxiao folded his hands across his chest.

"My brothers and I will definitely need some money to heal our wounds! Also," Ma Zifeng said viciously, "we demand that the trouble-making disciples be punished, their armed forces be abolished, and they be expelled from Xueying Hall and Meixi Town!"

"What if I don't agree?" Shan Tianxiao looked at Ma Zifeng with his eyelids lowered.

"You don't agree?" Ma Zifeng repeated, "Okay, let the people of the world see that this is how the number one sect bullies the people!" Ma Zifeng glanced at the swordsman next to him, waved his hand, and the minions beside him banged their heads against the stone pillars of the mountain gate!

Seeing that the fragile head was about to hit him, Zijun flashed in front of the minion, stretched out his palm, and pushed out with a huge force!

Although they didn't get close, the minions were pushed five or six meters away!

Ma Zifeng was stunned for a moment, then quickly came to his senses, "Brothers, this is bullying! We are not going to be bullied by a young boy today!" As he said that, Ma Zifeng pulled out his bone-chopping axe from behind and rushed towards Zijun!

"Don't!" Shan Tianxiao stretched out his hand to stop Ma Zifeng, but seeing that he had already pounced on him, he sighed, "Well, good luck to you! Zijun, be careful with your hands! Don't hurt anyone's life!" After saying that, Shan Tianxiao retreated to the back and leaned against the railing to watch the show.

Ma Zifeng held two bone-chopping axes in his hands, his eyes widened with anger, and his expression looked as if he wanted to eat Zijun alive!

Zijun still tilted his head and looked at the ugly guy with a silly smile.

Ma Zifeng swung his sharp bone-chopping axe at Zijun's head! Zijun slightly turned sideways and dodged lightly. This time, Ma Zifeng missed and stumbled forward.

Ma Zifeng turned around quickly and saw that Zijun still had his back to him. He felt the time had come and chopped towards the middle with both axes!

Zijun suddenly lowered his body, and used his hands like two large pliers to tightly grasp Mazifeng's wrists. Veins on Zijun's arms bulged, and the huge force made Mazifeng feel pain, and his expression was extremely ferocious!

Zijun grabbed the arms, lifted up the burly Ma Zifeng, and threw him out of the mountain gate, where he hit the minions heavily!

"Today, the thugs from Meixi Town came to my Xueying Hall to cause trouble. My disciples of Xueying Hall are just protecting the safety of our sect. Fellow villagers, please stand up for Xueying Hall!" Shan Tianxiao clenched his fists and saluted to the people standing at the back watching the excitement.

"Third Hall Master, we are all watching!"

"Yes! Xueyingtang has rid us of a threat, and we haven't had time to express our gratitude yet!"

Seeing that he had lost his advantage, Ma Zifeng stole a glance at the swordsman next to him. The swordsman secretly made a gesture under his sleeve, and Ma Zifeng immediately got up, patted his butt and ran away!

"Okay, then next, we have to deal with Young Master Que's matter!" Shan Tianxiao turned around and looked sharply at Qu Ning, who was shocked by Zijun's magical power.

Ning recovered and said, "Yes! Hurry up and ask Shan Zimo to hand over my sister!"

"My Zimo returned to the sect before your sister's audition, and your sister never went back to Xueying Hall with Zimo. You came here to find your sister, are you here to cause trouble?" Shan Tianxiao's eyes seemed to see through everything, which made Qu Ning feel uneasy.

When Qu Ning was in a trance, the swordsman beside him coughed. Qu Ning calmed down and said, "What if Shan Zimo secretly brought my sister back to Xueying Hall? Or maybe he hid my sister in Wudu!"

"Since Young Master Qu is so sure and has come all the way to Xueying Hall, why not go up the mountain and look for it ourselves?" Shan Tianxiao had a sly smile on his face.

"Let's look for it! Let's go!" Qu Ning called upon the people behind him to step up the mountain, but was stopped by Zijun!

When he saw that it was the powerful young man from before, Ning quickly stopped and hid backwards.

"I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about you!" Shan Tianxiao pointed at Qu Ning, "You go up the mountain by yourself to find your sister! The others wait here, or," Shan Tianxiao deliberately looked at the swordsman beside him, "just go up and fight!"

"What if you want to harm me again?" Ning hesitated.

"Don't worry, Brother Zhu," Zhu Shao patted his shoulder, "If you don't come down, I will rush up to save you!"

"Good brother! I'm going!" After saying that, Qu Ning walked up the mountain again. After letting Qu Ning go alone, Zijun stopped everyone again.

Ning jogged all the way to the second mountain gate, and halfway through he began to climb up holding the railing.

Finally, we arrived at the second mountain gate and saw several Xuanying disciples. "How far is it from here to the top of the mountain?"

"Not far!"

"Okay! Let's reach the top now!" Qu Ning suddenly felt motivated again.

After passing through the second mountain gate, Qu Ning's legs felt like they were filled with lead. They became heavier and heavier as he walked, and he continued to climb up using both his hands and feet.

Finally, I arrived at the third mountain gate and saw Hanyu's disciple, who was panting, lying on the ground, shivering with cold. "How far is it to the top of the mountain?"

"Not far!"

"Bullshit! That's what I just said! I'm so tired!"

“It’s really not far this time!”

After taking a short breath, Qu Ning continued to climb up using his hands and feet. The biting cold wind had penetrated his thick cotton coat, and his limbs began to become stiff. Qu Ning saw a mountain gate vaguely in the clouds from afar, and he gritted his teeth and continued to climb!

There was only one person at the fourth mountain gate, and the one on duty today was the eldest disciple Zi Yu.

"Who are you!" Zi Yu stretched out his shining Han Xing Ying Xue Knife, and pointed the sharp tip of the knife at the head of Xun Ning who was lying on the ground.

"I... I am the eldest master of the Hanlin Mansion... Qu Ning!" Qu Ning said breathlessly.

"What brings you to Xueying Hall?" Zi Yu's knife never left his head.

"I...I came to Shan Zimo to ask for my sister!"

"Nonsense! How can you tarnish the young master's innocence!" The tip of the knife was closer to his scalp! Frightened, Ning pressed his face against the white marble slab.

"It was your Third Hall Master who asked me to come up here! Please spare my life!"

"Since the Third Hall Master has given the order, we can let you go. However, if you say anything that tarnishes the Young Master's innocence again, you'd better watch out for your head!"