Infinite true path

"Purple comes from the auspicious meaning of the East, and who dares to take on the vicissitudes of life?" - Purple Qiju.

Huan Yin raised his head and looked at the magnificent attic in front of him. The first thing that caught his eye was the couplet above. The first sentence of this couplet seems to be full of justice and peace, but the next sentence suddenly becomes more powerful, and it seems that someone can compete with it. It seems that although Feng Xiao, the master of the Qi Pavilion, was refining and nourishing Qi, he abandoned the "harmony" in Qi because of the Qi coming out of the sword, and instead focused on the fierceness and domineering power.

Huan Yin was struck by the momentum of the couplet, and his heart beat a little. Senior Feng was so imposing, and he thought he had to be careful in his words and actions, otherwise he would suffer if he annoyed the other party.

Huan Yin passed through two rows of huge incense burners filled with purple energy, and followed the disciple who led the way into the Purple Energy Residence.

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

At this moment, Huan Yin was following behind the disciple. Before he entered the pavilion, he saw that the pavilion was not bright. There was only a little purple light swaying inside, which was very different from the rest of Yijian Peak, which was always bright and bright.

"Oh, let little friend Huan Yin come in." A rich middle-aged man's voice came from deep in the pavilion, exactly the same as what Huan Yin heard from the bamboo slips yesterday. But for some reason, when he heard this voice again today, Huan Yin sounded a bit eerie. Perhaps it was because the light in the pavilion was dark.

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

"Thank you, senior brother, for your guidance." Huan Yin bowed politely and walked in.

Huan Yin walked into the somewhat dim hall and saw a row of small lampstands on the walls on both sides. He didn't know what was burning on the lampstands, but they actually gave off a faint purple light. The lampstand extends to the deepest part of the hall, where the light is slightly brighter and still purple. There are two larger purple lights in the middle, revealing the scene behind the lights - a figure sitting On the seat in the middle, bursts of purple energy came out of nowhere and floated in the air, making the already unclear figure even more hazy.

Huan Yin felt that the purple energy and purple light did not have any auspicious meaning, but had a sense of gloominess, and the figure sitting in the hall was even more gloomy.

"How could I think so? This is Yijianfeng, the largest cultivation sect in Yangzhou, which is famous for its uprightness." Huan Yin couldn't help but shuddered, but he kept reminding himself that he was in Yijianfeng, which was obviously upright. .

"Huan Yin, the junior of Wuliangmen Sword Pavilion, pays homage to senior Feng Xiao, the 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." Feng Xiao's voice sounded, causing purple light and purple energy to sway in the room.

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

When he got close, Huan Yin finally saw the figure clearly - it was a middle-aged man in his forties, seven feet tall, with a face like a crown of jade, slightly white temples, and an extraordinary aura. I think that Feng Xiao must have been a handsome and handsome man when he was young. Even now, the years have not left any traces of strangeness on his face, it has only made him more mature and determined.

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 dark, but Huan Yin felt a bit of gloom in the smile of the master of Yijianfeng Qi Pavilion.

"Little friend Huan Yin, come and sit down." Feng Xiao's rich voice came from his mouth, and he pointed to a chair next to him.

"I've met Senior Feng." Huan Yin bowed to Feng Xiao again, and then sat over.

"Well, yes, you are a talented person with thoughtful etiquette. You are worthy of coming from Jiange's sect. I heard that you performed outstandingly in this martial arts competition. Even I was shocked by your deeds. You are really formidable." Feng Xiao looked at Huan Yin. After a while, he nodded in praise.

"Senior Feng, thank you very much. This junior has just started on the path and has learned very little. He still needs to practice more." Huan Yin heard Feng Xiao's praise and immediately stood up again and gave a salute.

"You don't need to be so polite. Sit down quickly. Your master Qi Juezi and I are old friends. I remember when we practiced swordsmanship together. Your master was very profound in his art. I often consulted him and benefited a lot. Speaking of which, you My master Duan Yun is still my nephew." Feng Xiao laughed, his face full of kindness, which instantly dispelled a lot of the negative energy that Huan Yin felt before.

Huan Yin saw that Feng Xiao was so kind, and most of his initial nervousness instantly disappeared. He thought that this senior Feng was not as difficult to deal with as he thought before.

"By the way, how is your master Duan Yun doing lately?" Feng Xiao asked next.

"My master enjoys forging swords all day long. Although he has lost all his cultivation, he still leads an orderly and energetic life. I'm sorry to bother you, senior," Huan Yin replied.

"That's good, that's good. I think your master was also a good material for cultivating immortals back then. When he became a disciple of fellow Taoist Qi Juezi, he was about the same age as you now, and his qualifications are quite good. He was in the newbie association of his own session. Wuzhong won the eighth place, and speaking of it, he is also the only disciple of the Wuliang Sect who entered the top eight." Feng Xiao's face showed a look of reminiscence.

When Huan Yin heard about his master's past, his curiosity suddenly aroused. When he saw Feng Xiao's face full of memories, he did not interrupt.

"But then, that thing happened, alas." Huan Yin was still expecting more, but Feng Xiao suddenly changed his tone, exhaled in a big 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 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 composure. He bowed to Feng Xiao and said, "Senior said that, and I have taken note of it. Huan Yin is very grateful 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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