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The old man looked at me blankly for a while and sighed heavily.

"Now I really believe that you are Li Xuan's son. You two, father and son, have the same virtues!"

I smiled and scratched my head: "My own, of course!"

"Now it seems that these words do have some truth. Some people talk about benevolence, justice and morality, but they betray their trust and are worse than animals and harm their fellow disciples."

The old man seemed to have thought of something unpleasant and was a little angry.

"Murturing fellow disciples?" I was shocked. "There is a traitor in Yunyin Sect?"

The old man lowered his eyes and did not answer, with a sad face, as if these things were a great shame, making him feel sad and angry.

"Let's talk about Li Xuan."

"No one could persuade Li Xuan at first, so the leader locked him up in a fit of anger, preventing him from meeting Jade Faced Yama."

"Then go and negotiate with Jade Faced Yama and persuade her not to give up on Li Xuan without knowing what is good or bad."

I said displeasedly: "I don't like hearing this. What does it mean to not know good from evil?"

The old man was a little speechless: "I'm just relaying the situation at that time. The negotiation was not successful. Jade Faced Yama overturned the table on the spot and attacked Yunyin Sect all the way."

The corners of my mouth turned up when I heard this.

I had no idea my mother was so cool.

"Although she injured many people at that time, she didn't hurt anyone. Maybe she really retained some kindness in her heart."

"But at that time, her behavior was tantamount to provocation! Yunyin Sect is the leader of the decent sect. How can a century-old sect allow her to be a witch?"

"The leader has joined forces with several elders to prepare a formation to eliminate her."

"But just when she was about to enter the battle, Li Xuan appeared."

"Li Xuan stopped Jade Faced Yama and begged the leader to give him a chance. He would use his actions to make up for his mistakes. Otherwise, he would join the battle with Jade Faced Yama."

"The leader didn't want to lose this beloved disciple. When he saw that he wanted to repent, he didn't have to kill him all, so he agreed to give him a chance, but the condition is that he will never see Jade-Faced Yama again for eternity."

"Jade-faced Yama immediately objected firmly. She would rather die than be separated from Li Xuan."

"I thought the matter would be difficult to handle, but I didn't expect that after Li Xuan said something to her, she left voluntarily."

"After Li Xuan left Jade Faced Yama, he followed the leader back to his room to admit his mistake. It is said that he knelt for a whole night."

"No one knows what they said. The next day, Li Xuan cut off his pulse and committed suicide."

"The leader was filled with pain and hatred and did not allow Li Xuan to be buried in Yunyin Mountain. That day, he ordered people to pull him out of the mountain and bury him in a random place."

"And the Jade Faced Yama has never appeared in the world since then."

"I thought the matter would end here, but it is just a story about a traitor, and it is just a brief brushstroke in the long history of cultivators."

"But not long after, Yunyin Sect encountered a devastating disaster."

The old man stopped here and didn't speak again for a long time. His back became even more stooped, as if he was a little older.

The old face looked even more miserable in the dim candlelight.

The sound of wind outside is still there.

The decadent Yunyin Sect seemed to be just a dead body, forgotten in a corner of the mountains.

After a pause, I asked: "Is it related to the traitor mentioned earlier?"

"Yes, there is a traitor in Yunyin Sect!" The old man's voice was not loud, but he was heartbroken.

Such unforgettable pain will never be forgotten no matter how many years go by.

"That day, Zongli was holding a wedding."

"It's been a long time since I've been happy. Everyone drank a lot."

"At night, a group of evil cultivators with unknown origins broke into Yunyin Sect, avoiding all the mechanisms and formations, and went straight to the secret pavilion."

The old man's skinny hands were tightly clenched into fists, and the candlelight illuminated his dim pupils, as if he was burning with hatred.

happy event?

My heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that it was the bride in the umbrella on her wedding day?

No, it's still not right.

The time doesn't match up.

Aren’t the beaded flowers, a relic of the bride, already hundreds of years old?

Shaking my head, I put my thoughts away and listened to the old man's story.

"Fortunately, the Secret Pavilion is the most important and secret place of the Yunyin Sect. The formations set up are known to no one except the past leaders. The group of evil cultivators had no choice but to force their way in and were discovered by us in time."

"The leader leads a counterattack. It is not difficult for the Yunyin Sect to deal with a few evil cultivators."

"However, most of the people in the sect have been poisoned."

"The few people who were not poisoned picked up swords and turned against each other."

"Only the leader is left, leading us old guys to fight hard."

"Someone poisoned the wine. Everything was planned in advance."

"Right in front of the Secret Pavilion, under the watchful eye of the Patriarch, fellow sects are fighting each other, and the Yunyin Sect is bleeding like a river."

The old man's voice trembled and he covered his eyes with his hands.

"The leader and us old guys used all their strength to kill all the evil cultivators, although one traitor escaped."

"But the secret pavilion was saved after all."

"In the end, I was the only one left in the huge Yunyin Sect, standing in the middle of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood."

The old man burst into tears and was speechless for a long time.

The suppressed and old cries, mixed with the sound of the wind, echoed in the decaying building, like a sad lament.

I was also speechless.

My throat seemed to be blocked by something, my nose was sore, and my heart felt tight.

This is where my dad was raised.

How beautiful it once was.

How desolate it is now.

My mind is filled with countless questions.

Why did he fake his death on the eve of the disaster?

Why is the Xuanyun Ling, the master's possession, in his hands?

If he wanted revenge, why did he hold back for so many years?

It was better for him to disappear by himself and throw me a bunch of puzzles.

a long time.

I took a deep breath and gathered my thoughts.

"Old man, the evil cultivators are here for the secret pavilion. What is in the secret pavilion?"

"The lifeblood that the Yunyin Sect has protected for generations."

"As long as the lifeblood remains, Yunyin Sect has the possibility of making a comeback."

The old man also came back to his senses and looked at me complicatedly with his old red eyes.

"How could it be you?"

"The master gave instructions before he died that if one day someone comes back with the Xuanyun Order."

"That person is the savior of Yunyin Sect."

"How could it be you?"

As if he couldn't believe it, the old man repeated it again.

I frowned, does dad want me to revive the Yunyin Sect?

If he placed this hope on me, why didn't he tell me everything earlier and nurture me earlier?

Now, suddenly, I am asked to take on the important task of revitalizing the sect.

"Old man, you misunderstood. I am not the savior. I just came to see my father's past."

After a while, I said in a low voice.

"Now I know who he was, thank you."

"You? You don't want to?" The old man looked at me with his mouth half open, "Since you don't want to save the Yunyin Sect, why did you bring the Xuanyun Order?"

"As I said before, my father asked Lao Wang to hand it over to me. They didn't tell me anything and never asked me if I was willing."

I stood up calmly.

"Now, I return the Xuanyun Token to your Yunyin Sect. Whoever is willing to be the savior can give this token to him."

"Do you know what this token means? You can enter the secret pavilion." The old man also stood up in shock.

"Old man, needless to say, no matter what treasures you have in your secret pavilion, I'm not interested."

I waved my hand.

"I'll sit in the house for a while, look at my dad's old things and then leave."

"you"

The old man looked at me for a long time, and his words finally turned into a deep sigh.

"I, the Yunyin Sect, have no hope."