Chapter 51 Past Events

"Purple comes from the east, auspicious meaning is hidden, who dares to take the lead with its spirit that penetrates the vicissitudes of life?"——Ziqiju.

Huan Yin looked up at the magnificent attic in front of him, and the first thing that caught his eye was the couplet above. The first sentence of the couplet seemed to be full of a sense of peace and harmony, but the second sentence suddenly rose in momentum, with a strong sense of who could compete with it. It seems that although Feng Xiao, the owner of the Qi Pavilion, cultivated his Qi, he abandoned the "harmony" in the Qi because the Qi came out of the sword, and instead focused on the sharpness and domineering.

Huan Yin was attracted by the momentum of the couplet, and his heart was a little nervous. This senior Feng was so imposing, he thought that he must be careful in what he said and did, otherwise he would be in trouble if he annoyed the other party.

Huan Yin walked through two rows of huge row incense burners surrounded by purple air, and followed the disciple who led the way into Ziqiju.

"Master, I have brought Junior Brother Huan here." As soon as the Qi Pavilion disciple who led the way stepped into Ziqi Residence, he bowed respectfully to the inside, his tone full of awe.

At this moment, Huan Yin followed behind the disciple, and before entering the pavilion, he saw that the pavilion was not bright, with only a little purple light swaying inside, which was very different from the other places in Yijian Peak, which was always bright and open.

"Oh, let little friend Huan Yin come in." A deep middle-aged man's voice came from the depths of the pavilion, exactly the same as what Huan Yin heard in the bamboo slips yesterday. But somehow, when Huan Yin heard this voice again today, he heard a bit of coldness, perhaps because the light in the pavilion was dim.

"Junior Brother Huan, Master invites you to come in, I will send you here, and we will have a chance to ask for advice in person in the future." The disciple who led the way turned around and made a "please" gesture to Huan Yin.

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother." Huan Yin bowed politely and then walked in.

Huan Yin walked into the dim hall and saw a row of small lamps on the walls on both sides. I don't know what was burning on the lamps, but they emitted a faint purple light. The lamps extended to the deepest part of the hall, where the light was slightly brighter, still purple. There were two larger purple lamps in the middle, revealing the scene behind the lamps - a figure sitting on the chair in the middle, bursts of purple air came out from nowhere and floated in the air, making the already unclear figure even more hazy.

Huan Yin felt that the purple air and purple light did not have any auspicious meaning, but rather a gloomy feeling, and the figure sitting in the hall was even more gloomy.

"Why would I think so? This is the first major cultivation sect in Yangzhou, Yijianfeng, which is famous for its integrity." Huan Yin shuddered, but kept reminding himself in his heart that he was in Yijianfeng, which was full of righteousness.

"Huan Yin, a junior of Wuliangmen Jian Pavilion, pays homage to Senior Feng Xiao, the Pavilion Master of Yijianfeng Qi Pavilion." Huan Yin bowed deeply to the figure in the hall and said in a loud voice.

"Come, come and sit down." Feng Xiao's voice sounded, causing the purple light and purple air in the room to shake.

"Yes, Senior Feng." Huan Yin bowed again and walked in.

When he got closer, Huan Yin finally saw the figure clearly - it was a middle-aged man in his forties, seven feet tall, with a jade-like face, slightly white temples, and an extraordinary demeanor. I think Feng Xiao must have been a handsome man with a graceful demeanor when he was young. Even now, the years have not left any strange marks on his face, but only made him more mature and resolute.

When Huan Yin looked at Feng Xiao, Feng Xiao also looked at him with a smile. I don't know if it was because the hall was too dim, but Huan Yin felt a bit of yin in the smile of the Pavilion Master of Yijianfeng Qi Pavilion.

"Friend Huan Yin, come and sit down." Feng Xiao's deep voice came out of his mouth, and he pointed to a chair next to him.

"Hello, Senior Feng." Huan Yin bowed to Feng Xiao again, and then sat over.

"Well, not bad, a handsome man, polite and considerate, worthy of being a disciple of Jiange. I heard that you performed outstandingly in this martial arts competition, and even I was amazed after hearing about your deeds. You are really a young man to be feared." Feng Xiao looked at Huan Yin and nodded in praise.

"Senior Feng, you are too kind. I am just starting to walk the path of Taoism, and I have learned very little. I still need to practice more." Huan Yin immediately stood up and bowed when he heard Feng Xiao's praise.

"Don't be so polite, sit down quickly. Your master Qi Juezi and I are old friends. I remember that we practiced swordsmanship together. Your master is very skilled in swordsmanship. I often consult him and benefited a lot. In fact, your master Duan Yun is my nephew." Feng Xiao laughed, his face full of kindness, and instantly dispelled a lot of the negative energy that Huan Yin had felt before.

Huan Yin saw Feng Xiao was so kind, and the initial tension was instantly gone. He thought that this senior Feng was not as difficult to deal with as he had thought before.

"By the way, how is your master Duan Yun these days?" Feng Xiao continued.

"My master enjoys forging swords all day long. Although his cultivation has been lost, he lives in an orderly manner and is in good spirits. I'm sorry to bother you with your concern." Huan Yin replied.

"That's good, that's good. Back then, your master was also a good material for cultivating immortals. When he worshipped fellow Taoist Qi Jue Zi as his master, he was the same age as you are now, and his aptitude was quite good. He won the eighth place in the martial arts competition for newcomers of his class. Speaking of which, he was also the only disciple of Wuliangmen who entered the top eight, just like you." Feng Xiao's face was filled with reminiscence.

Huan Yin heard about his master's past and instantly became curious. Seeing Feng Xiao's face full of memories, he did not interrupt.

"But later, that incident happened, alas." Huan Yin was still expecting more, but Feng Xiao suddenly changed the subject, exhaled a breath, and stopped talking.

"Senior, what you said is true, but..." Huan Yin naturally guessed what Feng Xiao was talking about, but it was too tragic. Even Huan Yin only heard Duan Yun talk about it once when he entered the school, and It was mentioned in a few sentences, so Huan Yin still doesn’t know what happened at that time.

"Didn't your master tell you in detail?" Feng Xiao asked after seeing the anxiety and doubt on Huan Yin's face. However, as soon as he asked this question, he replied: "I think it is true, this matter is too tragic, and Senior Nephew Duan can't bear to look back."

"Senior Feng, please inform me." Huan Yin stood up with a sincere look on his face.

Feng Xiao looked at Huan Yin and sighed again: "Well, actually I don't know what happened at that time. I just heard someone talk about it later and I know a little bit about it. As the only successor of Jiange, you should also Just know something.”

"Your Wuliang Sect has several spiritual stone veins in Yanzhou, which are the resource base of your sect. When your master was still there, there was a sect in Yanzhou called Wandu Sect that coveted your sect's mineral veins and planned to rob them. In critical moments, Your master, Qi Juezi, received the order from the sect and led the whole Jiange to dispatch to Yanzhou to provide support. "

"Although Wandu Sect is a relatively new sect, its strength cannot be underestimated. After your master arrived, he led your disciples from the Sword Pavilion and the disciples stationed at Yanzhou Wuliang Sect to fight against Wandu Sect many times, and many of his own disciples suffered a lot of losses. Fortunately, although the master of Wandu Sect is unpredictable, he is no match for your master Qi Juezi. Moreover, with the numerous talents from your Jiange lineage, Wandu Sect was finally defeated step by step. In the end, your master Qi Juezi personally defeated him. Killed the leader of the Wandu Sect, Wan Zhen, and directly entered the lair of the Wandu Sect, wiping out all the remnants of the Wandu Sect. "

"Of course, to achieve this step, everyone in your sect has paid a heavy price. Even your master, Qi Juezi, was seriously injured. After the incident, your master led the Jiange lineage back to Yangzhou. It is said that he killed someone on the way. He killed an extremely powerful monk for some unknown reason. Your master and several Jiange Pavilion elders were injured, and his disciples were also in poor condition. Although they tried their best to resist, the monk's cultivation level was too high, so he attacked. Again, no room was spared.”

Speaking of this, Feng Xiao's face was full of regret: "Well, if your master and the three pavilion elders hadn't tried their best to hold the mysterious monk back, I'm afraid your master wouldn't have been able to escape."

When Huan Yin heard this, his face was full of anger. However, he was a guest in Ziqiju and could not get angry. However, after Feng Xiao finished speaking, he remained silent, which was contrary to his usual polite and considerate appearance.

When Feng Xiao saw Huan Yin's appearance, he couldn't bear it, and said again: "Son, it has been many years, so you have just heard about it. Don't hold grudges in your heart, lest your Taoist heart becomes unstable. Now that you are so outstanding, you are even better than your master." Back then, I think fellow Daoist Qijuezi was happy under Jiuquan. As long as you are determined and practice hard, I think Jiange will definitely excel under your leadership."

When Huan Yin heard Feng Xiao's words, he knew that he had lost his temper. He bowed to Feng Xiao and said, "Senior said that, and I have taken note of it. I am very grateful to you that I can inform my sect's past."

"Come on, don't mention the past anymore." Feng Xiao said and waved his sleeves, and a tea set appeared on the table in front of him out of thin air. He then said: "This tea is called Ziting. Drink it." It is very helpful for the cultivation of sword energy. I heard that you can control the sword energy at a young age, so this tea is perfect for your practice. "

Huan Yin stepped forward to take the tea from Feng Xiao, and saw a wisp of purple air coming out of the cup, and a long fragrance blew into his face. As soon as I inhaled this aroma, I felt the spiritual energy in my body became active, and the sword intent in my chest was activated. It was so magical. But when you think about it, it's not surprising. Purple Ting is the tea that Feng Xiao uses for his daily practice. Feng Xiao's cultivation is far higher than that of Huan Yin. This tea is helpful to Feng Xiao, not to mention Huan Yin?

"Thank you for the tea, senior." Huan Yin said and drank it all in one gulp.

What Huan Yin didn't expect was that as soon as the tea was in his stomach, the sword intent in his chest suddenly surged, as if it was about to rush out of his chest, which was uncontrollable. He involuntarily raised his hand and pointed forward, and a white light came out of his hand, which was sword energy. As soon as the sword energy came out, it shot directly at Feng Xiao in front of him!

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