Chapter 21

The saber in Ou Peng's hand was like a bolt of black lightning, carrying the colors of the Ethereal Divine Art as it shot towards the corner of the mysterious box.

It was a pity that this bolt of lightning didn't come from the heavens. "Broken Water" landed on the corner of the small box, and just like before, there was no sound.

However, it was different this time. The box actually emitted a layer of light that no one could detect. It overflowed slightly, and the saber in Ou Peng's hand actually bounced back. That saber actually shot towards Ou Peng's face like before.

The back of "Broken Water" was about to chop Ou Peng's face. Although it wasn't the tip of the saber, Ou Peng had no doubt that his head would be chopped in half if he was hit.

Ou Peng was indeed worthy of being called one of the top experts in the pugilistic world. As the head of the Misty School, at this critical moment, he crossed his legs and immediately used the secret technique of the Misty School, "Ethereal Steps". The five-colored bolt of black lightning flashed past Ou Peng's forehead, and "Broken Water" shot into the stone pillar in the meeting hall. There was no loud sound, and "Broken Water" was deeply inserted, as if it was a piece of tofu.

From the moment Ou Peng raised the saber to the moment it left his hand and entered the stone pillar, it happened in the blink of an eye. No one seemed to be able to react. Looking at "Broken Water" in the stone pillar, they all had the same thought, "What a fast saber."

Unfortunately, Ou Peng didn't think so at this time. He looked at the few strands of hair in front of him, which were cut off by "Broken Water" from his forehead. His body broke out in cold sweat.

After roaming the pugilistic world for so many years, it wasn't that he hadn't encountered any thrilling situations, but there was no time as dangerous as this. Thank you to the founder of the Misty School, thank you to his master, thank you to the Ethereal Steps. Without them, he wouldn't be standing here now.

When the rest of the people came to their senses and looked at their sect leader, Ou Peng's ashen face had recovered a little of its color. He looked at the box on the ground with lingering fear. It was an ordinary box that had fallen to pieces. He said to Zhang Chengyue, "Chengyue, keep this small box and put it in the library later. Since we can't open it, let's leave it for fate."

Then, he waved his hand and asked Zhang Chengyue to pick up the small box from the ground.

It must be said that Ou Peng was indeed an ambitious and ruthless person in Jianghu. This person had a breadth of mind and stratagem that others could not compare to. If it were someone else, they might not have placed this box in the sect. They would have definitely kept it in a secret chamber and secretly pondered over the treasures inside to themselves.

But as soon as he saw that things weren't going his way, he immediately let go and gave the opportunity to someone else in the gang. This kind of behavior immediately won everyone's praise. In fact, it was precisely this kind of demeanor or method that allowed him to stand out from his six fellow disciples, allowing him to be promoted to the position of Gang Leader by his master. He was also admired by his fellow disciples.

In fact, everyone present knew very well that they had no way of opening the box. Perhaps the thousands of people in the gang did not have the ability to open it either. However, the gang leader's actions were very open and aboveboard.

If he went back and thought about it carefully, there might be hope.

Afterwards, Ou Peng and the others discussed the matter of the next gathering that Yanming Jushi had mentioned. Everyone agreed that with such great benefits, the next gathering would definitely not be as simple as the first one. They should wait for the boss and the second brother to return to the gang before discussing it together.

Ou Peng thought for a moment and agreed.

Since the matter had been settled, Ou Peng waved his hand and dismissed everyone, leaving only Wen Wenhai and Xue Qing behind.

Everyone filed out. When they passed by the two, they looked at them with gratification and nodded at them. They knew that the gang leader had asked them to stay behind alone to prepare a reward for them. With such great gains this time, it seemed that the two juniors would also receive a good reward.

Everyone left the meeting hall. Zhang Chengyue and Old Four went to the library together. The sword manual was naturally placed on the bookshelf. Zhang Chengyue was troubled as to where to place the small box. There was no doubt that the box was very precious, but if it was of little value, it might not be able to achieve the gang leader's goal. In the end, Old Four pointed to the square table next to the bookshelf and said, "Martial Nephew, why don't you put it there first? We'll ask your master later."

Zhang Chengyue felt that this was the only way for now. He casually placed the box on the table. In any case, there was a record of everything that went in and out of the library, so there was no need to worry about losing it. Even if he lost it, how many people in the world would be able to open it?

Zhang Chengyue and Old Four left with peace of mind. The mysterious box settled down in the Misty School's library, quietly waiting for the fated person.

In the Assembly Hall, Ou Peng waited for everyone to leave before he opened his mouth. At this time, his face had already changed into his usual warm smile. "Ah Hai, Qing 'er, you've done really well this time. What reward do you want?"

Wen Wenhai stepped forward and said, "Master, there are still two things that I haven't reported. I'll tell you about them now."

Ou Peng nodded in agreement.

Then, Wen Wenhai told Ou Peng about what Yanming Jushi had said in the secret plane: "The treasures obtained by the disciples who carried out the task should belong to them."

After listening, Ou Peng's expression did not change. He asked with a smile, "What treasures did you get?"

Wen Wenhai and Xue Qing came forward and put the three herbs they got from the secret plane in front of Ou Peng. "We didn't find any pills or weapons. Yanming Jushi let us each pick three herbs from the herb garden for ourselves."

Ou Peng said with a smile, "This Yanming Jushi is a wonderful person. He wanted to get more treasures and actually came up with this method to give a lot of benefits to our disciples. How can we object?"

Wen Wenhai and Xue Qing were stunned when they heard this. They hurriedly asked, "Was there no such agreement?

Then, this herb? "

Ou Peng said, "It doesn't matter. Since Yanming Jushi said so and gave the benefits to you, as a master, I can't help but do you a favor. You can take these things. There are still many things in the secret plane. You just have to go first."

Wen Wenhai and Xue Qing were relieved. Although there were many herbs in the secret plane, how many could be distributed to disciples like them?

Moreover, they immediately understood the idea of Yanming Jushi. Although the treasures in the secret plane had been distributed in advance, if other treasures were to be obtained by the disciples by chance, with Yanming Jushi's martial arts and experience, he would have much more opportunities than the disciples of the various sects.

Immediately, Ou Peng said, "You take these herbs to the pharmacy hall and ask Hall Master Bai to refine more pills for you. It's better than taking these herbs alone. Otherwise, if there is a problem, wouldn't it be a waste of a good opportunity?"

Wen Wenhai and Xue Qing nodded in agreement.

Ou Peng took pity on these two disciples and said, "You brought back such a big harvest to the sect this time. It's impossible not to reward you. What reward do you want?"

Wen Wenhai and Xue Qing looked at each other. In fact, they had never thought that this task would be so dangerous and so fruitful. They just treated it as a very ordinary task and didn't think of any reward in advance. Not to mention them, this task was unexpected. Ou Peng didn't expect it, so he couldn't think of a good reward for the time being. This was why he asked his disciples twice.

Xue Qing said, "Master, we didn't think too much about it. It was all thanks to Master's strategy that we were able to complete this mission well. Moreover, we also gained a lot of benefits, so we don't need any rewards from the sect."

Ou Peng looked at his two disciples with gratification and said, "Very good. Let's do it this way. This reward will be recorded for the time being. When Master or you have a good idea, it won't be too late to reward."

Wen Wenhai and Xue Qing both agreed with a smile.

Ou Peng asked again, "There's one more thing?"

Xue Qing went forward and knelt down and said, "Master, it's like this." Then he told him about how he left the sect's token to Zhang Cai's family.

Ou Peng said, "You two did very well. Fighting with a sword in the jianghu, you naturally have to get rid of violence and protect the good. For you to be so considerate of ordinary people, Master should praise you. Zhang Cai's family was able to stand out in a time of crisis. It's enough to show that they are virtuous. You don't have to worry about the token being used for other purposes.

I agree with Qing 'er's way of doing things. It's related to your childhood.

How could Master punish you?

Get up, Qing 'er. "

Only then did Xue Qing get up.

Then Ou Peng said, "Ah Hai, Qing 'er, you two are tired. Go back and have a good rest. Prepare for the advancement test in a few days. If you have any problems with cultivation, ask Master in time."

Wen Wenhai and Xue Qing bowed and left.

When they walked to the door of the meeting hall, Ou Peng suddenly called out to them and asked, "Situ Ping of the Evil Tiger Gang also entered the secret plane. Did she also take three kinds of herbs like you two?"

Wen Wenhai and Xue Qing looked at each other and replied, "Yes, but we left first. I don't know how they dealt with it."

Ou Peng nodded and didn't say anything. His face was full of contemplation.

Situ Ping of the Evil Tiger Gang wasn't in a good mood like Wen Wenhai and Xue Qing. She was sitting in the meeting hall of Wan Jian Peak and looked at Wan Jian Peak's Sword Master Wan Chengjiu with an expression of disbelief. She asked again unwillingly, "Is there really no such agreement?"

Wan Jian Peak's Wan Chengjiu was a short and strong man with a dark face. He said with a fake smile, "Leader Situ, do I have to lie to you about this kind of thing?

Xiang Yang, give all the herbs you picked from the secret plane to your Martial Uncle Cheng. Give them to him to refine into medicine like before. "

Ma Xiangyang lowered his eyebrows and said obediently, "Yes, Master."

Then, Wan Chengjiu said, "Leader Situ, the herbs you picked will also be given to my Wan Jian Peak to refine. After the medicine is refined, I will give you the priority of giving you the corresponding pills."

Situ Ping didn't want to hand over the herbs at this time, but the situation was better than her. She thought for a while, gritted her teeth, and gave her herbs to Ma Xiangyang.

She was really not interested in Wan Chengjiu's promise. How could sharing pills with others be better than monopolizing them?

Ma Xiangyang was Wan Chengjiu's disciple. Who knew if the herbs he handed over would be taken back by him in a while?

Forget it, forget it. Situ Ping shook her head and tried to expel the thoughts she shouldn't think about from her mind.

At this time, Wan Chengjiu said, "Leader Situ, you've done such a big thing for my sect. My sect should also repay you. What do you think of my Wan Jian Peak's power?"