Chapter 110 The crane you raised is gone 4K (1/2)

"Huang Manting... If I remember correctly, she, the eldest young master of the Mu family, and Ye Yu all came from Tianxuan City, right?"

Looking at the woman walking down the steps of the high platform, the disciples of the sect couldn't help but discuss in a low voice.

"Tianxuan City is a place with talented people. It's not surprising that there are several geniuses."

Generally speaking, it's good to have one or two geniuses in a place, but the people from Tianxuan City, whether it's Ye Lingxuan, Ye Yu, or even Huang Manting, are all extremely talented.

The reason is that Tianxuan City is close to Liangyi Sect and has abundant spiritual energy, so even if you meditate and practice, it will be faster than other places.

"Everyone, even if you fail, you can still get some luck. Although it's not as good as the luck left by Senior Linglong, it's better than nothing, right?" Mu Zhian said with a smile.

The stone tablet just now was left by Linglong to test the disciples of the sect and test whether they are qualified to obtain the inheritance of luck.

And this process itself can gain some luck.

When Mu Zhian said this, the disappointment of many failed people was slightly relieved, and they also had a better impression of this strange sect disciple.

At first, they would treat Ye Yu and Gongsun Cheng's slander of Mu Zhian coldly, just because Mu Zhian had no relationship with them.

But this time, Mu Zhian's behavior made many people have a big change in his opinion of him.

Of course, there will still be a few people who are jealous, and even suspect that Mu Zhian has benefited from the inheritance of luck from Linglong.

But now that Mu Zhian is present, he will not be "denounced" like just now.

After all, if the other party is really on good terms with that senior Linglong... no matter how you think about it, it is more correct to be on good terms with him than to be his enemy.

Whether those who hate Mu Zhian in their hearts or those who are sincerely grateful to him, now know what to do.

Mu Zhian looked at Huang Manting who was walking down the stairs, and glanced at the young lady for a few times.

The other party seemed to have noticed it, and looked over. After staring at Mu Zhian, she showed a very beautiful and charming smile.

Then, the two of them tacitly withdrew their gazes.

There were many people here, and if people knew that Mu Zhian had just helped her "cheat", things would be troublesome.

Both of them were smart people and knew what to do.

"Did you help her secretly just now?" At this time, Wei Mengrou's voice suddenly came to Mu Zhian's ears.

Mu Zhian smiled and glanced at the maid next to him, deliberately teasing: "Sister Mengrou is jealous?"

"Don't worry, the three fortune inheritances given to me by Senior Linglong are all for you. As for Huang Manting, I just helped her."

Wei Mengrou curled her lips and said disdainfully: "I'm just asking."

After a pause, she reminded him out of "concern" for the young master: "Huang Manting's personality is different from ordinary people. If you don't pay attention, you may be confused by her one day and fall at her feet."

"I know my limits." Mu Zhian smiled indifferently.

A woman like Huang Manting is too possessive and too S. She likes to teach others, so she is not suitable to be a lover.

She is more suitable to play the role of "friend".

Besides, if there is really any special interest...Wouldn't it be better to play with Sister Mengrou after I win her over one day in the future?

At that time, let her wear black and white silk on her legs respectively.

Tsk, it's not okay to start looking forward to it now, you have to proceed step by step... Mu Zhian sighed secretly.

There's no other way, I'll go find Ruoxi to play with him in the evening.

Looking at the disciples who came on stage one after another to test whether they were qualified to obtain the inheritance of luck, Mu Zhian was thinking about such things in his heart.

"Master Mu, are you free to accompany Manting for a cup of tea in the evening?"

At this time, a clear and pleasant voice fell into Mu Zhian's ears through the way of voice transmission. He glanced at the crowd and saw Huang Manting, who was surrounded by several people with her arms folded on her chest and a gentle smile.

The black dress fits tightly against the extremely seductive and charming figure. At this time, it seems that she is talking with others with a smile, but a pair of charming eyes are staring straight at Mu Zhian, which is extremely attractive.

"Let's do it another day. I have something to do during this period." Mu Zhian replied through voice transmission.

His luck has not been very good during this period. The matter of Xuelian has not been resolved yet. If people find out that he went to Huang Manting in the middle of the night, things will be troublesome.

I have to calm down first.

And now his mind is full of Bai Ruoxi's cool look in that palace skirt, and he just wants to taste the beauty again tonight... As for Huang Manting, let's talk about it later.

Sensing the cold eyes of the maid behind him, Mu Zhian explained in a voice transmission:

"I'm not interested in women, I just want to repay her a favor."

"What does it have to do with me?" Wei Mengrou replied indifferently.

She paused and continued to ask: "When did you owe her a favor?"

"Didn't you promise Mr. Huang before that you and his daughter would take care of each other?"

He looked at Huang Manting's slender figure and smiled: "Isn't this the best way to take care of her?"

First, repay the favor, and second... earn a good impression.

Although Huang Manting's good impression is useless, it's a side effect anyway, so it's not a loss.

Time passed silently, and one disciple after another came forward to test, but the last wisp of purple air still remained in the stone tablet.

Wei Mengrou glanced at Mu Zhian subconsciously, and for a moment she wondered if her young master was doing something behind the scenes again.

But she quickly shook her head and rejected this guess.

Mu Zhian didn't need to do this on purpose. The first luck was given to Huang Manting to repay a favor, and the second luck could be given to anyone as long as it didn't fall into Ye Yu's hands in the end.

Seeing Ye Yu's confident look, Wei Mengrou couldn't help but curl her lips secretly.

Although the luck of this genius of the Ye family is strong, why is he so confident that he can get the luck inheritance...?

Everyone present is a genius, and no one is so confident.

In the end, the second luck inheritance was obtained by a girl from the South Barbarians.

This South Barbarian girl's dress is different from the sect disciples present. She wears a scarf on her head, a mole between her eyebrows, and a sweet smile on her face, which is quite exotic.

Dongzhou and Nanman are far apart, and their customs are different. This kind of dress may be quite novel to people in Dongzhou, but it is a very common makeup in Nanman.

Mu Zhian looked at the girl from Nanman for a few times, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This small waist... must be very exciting to twist.

However, it is quite rare that people from Nanman would come to Liangyi Sect from afar... When Mu Zhian thought of this, he suddenly noticed a pair of eyes staring at him in the crowd. He looked up and saw that it was Ye Yu who did not inherit the spiritual dragon luck.

Mu Zhian didn't care about such a look, and he retracted his gaze lightly, shook his head and chuckled secretly.

For the second luck, he only secretly made some moves when Ye Yu came on stage, and Mu Zhian did not interfere with the others. This girl from Nanman got it by her own ability.

In fact, this is normal.

There is not only Ye Yu in this world. Ye Yu is just one of the geniuses with outstanding talent and luck.

Ye Yu has the hope of inheriting Linglong's luck, and naturally others have hope too.

But as long as Mu Zhian is here, no matter how outstanding Ye Yu's luck is, he can't get Linglong's luck.

...

An hour passed unknowingly, and the sect disciples in the hall were teleported out of Linglong's cave one after another.

Mu Zhian also left with a group of sect disciples.

Lan Mulian had been waiting at the door for a long time, raised his hand and picked up a cloud to send these disciples away.

After today, the disciples who got the luck inheritance from Linglong's cave will spread throughout the sect.

And these two disciples who got the luck inheritance will also affect the selection of inner disciples in a few days.

After all, if you can get the luck inheritance of Linglong, your future achievements will definitely not be low.

Even the first seat of the nine main peaks has to think carefully.

Lan Mulian stepped on a cloud, leaving Mu Zhian with only a back figure that gave people infinite reverie.

She tilted her head slightly, and said in a cold and pleasant voice: "The third prince of the Da Gan Dynasty reported to me and Senior Sister Yan not long ago that you cheated in the Cave Heaven Mansion, which affected everyone's assessment. Is this true?"

How can this person not afford to snitch...Mu Zhian said respectfully: "Senior Sister, you know me. If I really cheated, Ye Yu and Gongsun Cheng would have been thrown out of the Cave Heaven Mansion by me."

"And that was Senior Linglong's cave heaven. How could I cheat under her nose?"

Lan Murian nodded silently, seeming to agree with Mu Zhian's words.

"It's a pity that I didn't get the inheritance of luck in the end. I'm a little sad." Mu Zhian said regretfully, hoping that Senior Sister would comfort him.

"Heh."

Who would have thought that Lan Murian smiled coldly and said, "If the person that Senior Linglong was looking for was really you, how could you not get any benefit at all?"

She paused, changed her tone, and continued, "If you get the inheritance of luck, it's also a good thing to be low-key. There are other royal nobles of the Dagan Dynasty in the sect. Although there are regulations that prohibit private fights between gangs, remember to keep a close eye on the people around you and don't let them get caught."

Senior sister's meaning is very clear. The third prince has someone above him, but he won't deal with me openly in the sect.

But if I get caught, it will be different...

Senior sister treats me as her own, otherwise she wouldn't say such things...Mu Zhian sincerely thanked: "Thank you for your reminder."

Lan Murian said "um" lightly.

"By the way, why didn't I see Pavilion Master Yan?" Mu Zhian suddenly asked.

The charming woman just now clearly came with Lan Murian, but now I don't see her, which is really a bit strange.

"Senior Brother Yi Hao just came and invited us to enjoy the Eight Treasure Crane together. Senior Sister is leaving first."

When Lan Murian said this, she saw that Mu Zhian was a little confused, and added: "Yi Hao is the head of Canghai Peak."

Yi Hao... Is he the one who came up with such a perverted sect assessment... Mu Zhian remembered this name.

"Senior Sister, aren't you going? I've heard that the Eight Treasure Crane is a treasure among treasures. If you eat some, your cultivation will increase significantly." Mu Zhian asked.

Lan Murian said casually: "The Eight Treasure Crane has no effect on the peak of the spirit refining, and if Senior Sister Yan leaves, someone has to stay to see you off."

"Senior Sister is so nice." Mu Zhian praised sincerely, and when he got the chance, he hugged Senior Sister's thigh and licked it for a while.

Lan Murian nodded reservedly: "Although I don't care about the matter of Senior Linglong, it is of great importance to you. If you are free tomorrow, come to Liangyi Peak to find me as soon as possible."

Don't care? Why do I feel like you want me to tell you about the spirit dragon right now if I can... Mu Zhian complained in his heart.

"I know. I will rush to Liangyi Peak as soon as possible tomorrow." Mu Zhian said.

The two chatted for a while, and at this time, Lan Mulian suddenly seemed to have sensed something and looked up behind Mu Zhian.

Not far behind him, a silver-haired beauty was slowly floating here. She was dressed quite cleanly and simply, with a pair of red eyes without any impurities. Her hair was simply tied up with a ribbon, with strands of silver hair hanging down. She had an excellent figure and gave people a gentle and lovely feeling.

And in her hand... she was holding a colorful crane!

Eight-treasure crane!

Even Lan Mulian couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, looking at the cute silver-haired woman, hesitating for a moment, and respectfully said: "Senior."

"Senior Lin Ling." Mu Zhian followed with a respectful shout.

Then, he looked at Lin Ling for a few times and asked in confusion: "Where is Sister Lingxuan?"

Lin Ling pointed to the cave under the cliff.

Mu Zhian guessed: "Do you mean, she is still in the cave?"

Lin Ling nodded, looking quite cute and well-behaved.

At this time, Lan Murian suddenly hesitated and said: "Senior, you are holding this Eight Treasure Crane in your hand... What are you going to do?"

"Aaaa?" The silver-haired beauty tilted her head slightly, looking like "I don't understand what you are talking about human language."

Lan Murian smiled lightly and said: "I know, since the senior is interested in the Eight Treasure Crane, I will go to Canghai Peak to explain it later."

In order to suppress the karmic fire, Senior Linglong has been in seclusion for many years. It's rare for him to come out this time. It's nothing to want to eat an Eight Treasure Crane.

Even if the head of Canghai Peak knew that an Eight Treasure Crane was caught by Linglong, he wouldn't mind.

No matter how precious the Eight Treasure Crane is, it can't compare to the Linglong.

After chatting for a while, Mu Zhian said goodbye to Lan Murian and left with Wei Mengrou.

When he stepped on the flying sword, he always kept a "safe distance" from Wei Mengrou, showing that he was not close to beauty.

Lan Murian looked at this scene quietly, her expression was still cold.

However, when she retracted her gaze, she suddenly found that Lin Ling, who was still beside her, had disappeared.

Several snow-white feathers slowly fell from the sky.

Normally, there should be flocks of eight-treasure cranes flying by at this time, why didn't I see any today... Lan Murian's clear eyebrows revealed a trace of confusion.

Then, she turned her head slightly and looked in the direction where Mu Zhian left.

For some reason, she suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.