Travel through the heavens

The Xuanyuan family is worthy of being a famous family that has dominated the martial arts world in the southeast for hundreds of years. The buildings on Huishan are extremely grand and exquisite, and their profound heritage is evident.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng brought Fang Muye to the backyard where the eldest son of the family was located. They walked on the bluestone floor tiles covered with yellow leaves, passed through the red walls and green tiles, and arrived in front of an imperial edict building.

Originally, Xuanyuan Qingfeng was still worried that the commotion caused by her use of the Thunderbolt would attract investigation from people on Huishan, and how she would conceal Fang Muye's identity then.

What surprised her was that as soon as they walked out of the Wangjiang Terrace, several Xuanyuan disciples who came running towards them ignored her and Fang Muye and quickly passed by them and went up to the Wangjiang Terrace.

And everyone I met along the way was like that.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng suppressed his doubts and looked at the Imperial Book Building in front of him where his father had spent almost all his time. A trace of disgust flashed across his face, and he paused for a moment before stepping in.

Fang Muye then entered the building, only to find that the small building was simply furnished, but it contained more than several thousand volumes of Buddhist scriptures and books, and the windows were bright and clean, with a very broad view.

There was no one else in the Imperial Book Building at this time, except Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who was wearing a loose blue shirt with big sleeves, and was meticulously arranging books by the large window inside. He had a solemn expression, and looked at the scriptures with some reluctance, as if he was saying his final farewell.

Seeing Xuanyuan Qingfeng actually step into this place that she always hated and take the initiative to come to see her, Xuanyuan Jingcheng was slightly surprised, but instantly smiled again and called out in a gentle voice: "Qingfeng."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't address him, but pointed at Fang Muye and said coldly: "He wants to see you."

Xuanyuan Jingcheng didn't care about Xuanyuan Qingfeng's attitude. He turned to look at Fang Muye and said with a smile, "I met you once before at the foot of the mountain. You were with the Prince of Beiliang at that time. If I'm not mistaken, you should be the Wenhua who turned the long wind into a spear outside the Fan City and killed Mingyin, the eleventh king in the world."

"it's me."

Hearing these very familiar words, Fang Muye felt quite helpless.

Ever since he killed Wang Mingyin, every famous person in the martial arts world would say the same thing when greeting him. This was true of the Tangxi Sword Immortal Lu Baijie, the old Heavenly Master Zhao Xituan, and the current Xuanyuan Jingcheng.

However, after today, when others see me again, they may call me "Master Wenhua who killed Xuanyuan Dapan on the snowy plain of Guniujiang in Huishan."

Xuanyuan Jingcheng confirmed Fang Muye's identity and did not ask why he wanted to see him. Instead, he came to the desk under the big window and gestured, "Mr. Wen, please take a seat. Qingfeng, you should take a seat too."

Fang Muye did as he was told and walked to the desk and sat opposite Xuanyuan Jingcheng, but Xuanyuan Qingfeng did not move.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng did not persuade him, and began to boil water and brew tea slowly. He poured a cup in front of Fang Muye and said in a calm tone: "This tea is good, Master Wen, please have a taste."

Fang Muye picked up the tea, tasted it carefully, and praised: "Good tea."

Xuanyuan Jingcheng smiled and then asked, "Master Wen, why did you come to see me?"

Fang Muye came to see Xuanyuan Jingcheng, naturally because he was afraid that he would do evil things for the sake of his daughter and use his life to exchange for a higher realm, so he ran to Xiaoyao Temple to see Xu Fengnian, but this was something he could not say.

"It's nothing important. I'm just going to climb up to the Great Snow Plateau to kill Xuanyuan Dapan, so I came to tell Mr. Shouzhuo about it and invite him to watch the battle."

Fang Muye spoke calmly, but Xuanyuan Jingcheng's expression changed for a rare moment.

He stared at Fang Muye for a moment, then glanced at Xuanyuan Qingfeng, as if he understood something: "I'm sorry to have embarrassed Young Master Wen by revealing the family scandal of the Xuanyuan family."

Xuanyuan Jingcheng spoke word by word, neither hot nor cold, in a very slow tone, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

Indeed, if it weren't for his mild temper, how could he have endured the contempt and oppression for more than 20 years? The other two families were already shitting and pissing on his head, but this scholar never said a word and just read.

"The Xuanyuan family has stood firm for a hundred years because of courtesy and righteousness. If they lose righteousness, they will lose the foundation of their foundation. Unfortunately, Xuanyuan Dapan, as the ancestor of Xuanyuan, has led the Xuanyuan family down a wrong path and has lost all courtesy, righteousness, integrity and shame." Xuanyuan Jingcheng said to himself: "Xuanyuan Dapan has already reached the Tianxiang realm. It will not be easy for Master Wen to kill him."

He had just finished speaking when there was a sudden thunder and a strong wind blew outside the house, blowing fallen leaves all over the sky and into the small building, blowing the books wildly. The originally clear sky was also covered by dark clouds, becoming gloomy and gloomy.

This scene clearly shows that a storm is about to come.

Fang Muye did not respond to Xuanyuan Jingcheng's words, but looked out the window and said in a deep voice: "It's going to rain."

Xuanyuan Jingcheng turned his head and looked towards the snowy plain outside the house, and murmured softly, "This Huishan, inside and outside the family, is all dirty. It's time for a heavy rain to clean it up."

Fang Muye chuckled and said, "Mr. Shouzhuo is right, but I still have things to do later. It's raining, which is unpleasant. Let's stop it for now."

After saying that, he waved his hand towards the sky outside the window, and the whistling wind stopped immediately, the rumbling thunder suddenly disappeared, and the thick dark clouds slowly dispersed.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng's eyes flashed, and he looked at Fang Muye carefully, with some ups and downs in his tone: "He speaks the law of heaven! It turns out that Master Wen is a land immortal, no wonder."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked at Fang Muye with a look of astonishment.

What? Land immortals!

real or fake?

If it was true, wouldn't he have the support of the immortals on the land? What would he fear from Xuanyuan Dapan in the Celestial Realm? No wonder he was so confident that he could kill Xuanyuan Dapan. But how did his father know?

Fang Muye smiled slightly, looked around at the books in the building, and said, "There are thousands of books in this building, all of which are classics of various schools of thought, but there are very few martial arts secrets. It seems that Mr. Shouzhuo loves reading."

Xuanyuan Jingcheng smiled elegantly and said, "I have nothing else to love in my life except reading."

Fang Muye nodded and sighed, "Reading is good! Reading the righteousness of the Spring and Autumn Annals, reading Taoism's inaction, reading Buddhism's compassion, reading the mundane lives of all living beings, reading right and wrong, reading the invisible great way, and even reading the celestial realm. Even the Confucian saints who are like immortals on land are not out of reach."

Seeing Xuanyuan Jingcheng's expression change slightly again, Fang Muye continued, "Mr. Shouzhuo has worked hard and endured humiliation for more than 20 years. It should be Mr. Shouzhuo who should restore order to the Xuanyuan family. I shouldn't interfere. However, Xuanyuan Dapan has brought trouble upon himself and there is no time to wait. Why don't I do it for him and remove the biggest cancer for Huishan?"

? ?Thanks to the book friends for the 100 points reward!

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