Evil Master and Disciple

The matter regarding the underground spiritual veins and the Yunhai Sword Formation is actually not a top secret in the Yunhai Sect.

Many elders and worshippers know this.

Only the location of the center of the formation is secret.

However, most of the younger generation of disciples only knew about the existence of such a magic circle, and were not very clear about the relationship between the magic circle and the underground spiritual veins.

"Young Master Ye, this matter is not something a young disciple like you can handle, so just don't get involved.

Just do what you need to do, pretend that this incident never happened, and don't mention it to anyone.

As for the rest of the matter, someone will take care of it."

The old man guarding the temple reached out and picked up the cloth map in front of him and slowly folded it up.

He did not return the map to Ye Feng, but kept it in his arms.

Ye Feng opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say a word.

That’s right, only the Grand Elder of the Discipline Institute and the head master can handle this kind of thing, so I’d better just stay here and guard the ancestral tomb honestly.

After a while, Ye Feng said, "Old Senior, if we catch someone secretly absorbing the spiritual energy of the earth veins, how will the head master punish him?"

"According to the sect's rules, there's a high probability that he won't survive."

"Oh, then I feel relieved." Ye Feng grinned.

"You seem quite happy?"

Ye Feng said: "As the old saying goes, if a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. This guy wants to kill me, and he has tried to kill me once. It is very likely that he will try to kill me a second time. If he doesn't die, I will never be able to sleep in the future. Between his death and mine, I will definitely choose his death!"

The old man who guards the temple rolled his eyes and said, "The words are rough, but the logic is not. Okay, I've told you everything I need to say. Go and do your own thing. Remember what I said to you today."

"Well, I see."

Ye Feng stood up and bowed to say goodbye.

The old man said, "Wait, there's one more thing. You were only sentenced here for three months, and now more than a month has passed. Why did you cut down so many green pines and bamboos? Are you planning to build a kitchen and live here permanently?"

"That's not the case. I'm planning to build a tobacco curing room. Old senior, I'll send you some after it's finished in a few days..."

"Tobacco curing room?" The old man guarding the temple smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Not to mention anything else, the market value of a piece of green pine bamboo is at least enough for Ye Feng to buy ten years of yellow tobacco leaves in the mortal city.

In order to smoke a pipe, this guy not only dried the tobacco himself, but also built a tobacco drying room himself! ?

Only a bored person would do something like this.

Ye Feng walked out of the ancestral hall holding a big black-skinned watermelon.

It was already noon, and the sultry weather made him a little irritable.

As he walked, he kept looking around.

I wondered which three women would come to protect me.

Ye Feng also knew that based on his popularity in the Yunhai Sect, these three women were most likely not his friends. The higher-ups probably wanted to use him to catch the murderer.

"I became bait?"

Ye Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

When they returned to the bamboo house, Little Green Hair had already killed three fat pheasants and placed them next to the stove.

When he saw Ye Feng coming back, the little green-haired boy jumped onto the bamboo table and squeaked.

Ye Feng understood that this little guy wanted him to make beggar's chicken for it.

He cut the black watermelon into two halves with one knife, one large half and one small half.

Then he took out an iron spoon, hugged the half-eaten watermelon, and lay on the recliner, saying, "It's noon, and the weather is so hot, why are we making beggar's chicken? I still have to build a tobacco curing room later, so I'll make beggar's chicken tonight. For lunch, we can just have half a watermelon each."

The little green-haired boy was quite understanding. He nodded and started to eat the watermelon crazily.

Ye Feng is in a very good mood now. The big stone that has been suppressed in his heart for more than two months seems to have fallen to the ground all of a sudden.

I was worried all day long that the murderer would come to kill me to silence me.

Now there is no need to worry, there are three women protecting me in secret. I am looking forward to him coming sooner, so that I can feel at ease sooner.

After eating the melon flesh, Ye Feng threw the rind to Little Green Hair, then smoked a cigarette and started working.

He first cleared an area on the south side of the bamboo building, and then began to trim the green pine and bamboo that had been cut down in the morning.

The requirements for a tobacco curing room are not high. An enclosed room will do. It is much simpler to build than Ye Feng’s two-story bamboo house, and uses much less materials.

The only trouble is that the tobacco curing room built with bamboo cannot achieve a good sealing effect.

The solution to this problem is also very simple, just use mud to block the gap.

It only took Ye Feng an hour to build the tobacco curing room.

However, it took a full two hours to fill the gaps with mud.

The tobacco curing room was finally built at dusk.

The extra mud was used to make beggar's chicken, so there was no waste at all.

Dusk, front mountain.

The headmaster's villa.

Master Yun Yi is still in seclusion. Now, his eldest disciple Dugu Changkong and second disciple Fu Jinghong are still in charge of the overall situation in Xingluo Peak.

Today, these two people did not have to work overtime, and they met at the master's villa.

Dugu Changkong is still as handsome as ever.

He was wearing a lavender gown, his hair was combed meticulously, a valuable jade pendant hung around his waist, and a faint smile was on his handsome face.

With his looks, figure, demeanor, fashion sense, and damn charming smile, even the author of this book would shy away from him and feel inferior to him.

At this moment, Dugu Changkong was playing Go with his junior sister Miao Xiaorou in the yard.

Miao Xiaorou is holding the black piece, and the situation of the black piece on the chessboard is very unfavorable at the moment.

The white pieces are divided and strangled, and only the area near the upper right star has some advantages.

But looking at the overall situation, Heizi is powerless to turn the tide.

Miao Xiaorou was not strong-minded. After realizing that she was in a disadvantageous situation, she took the lead in opening up the Tianyuan battlefield, trying to use the advantage of the upper right star to escape the suppression of the senior brother.

But Dugu Changkong did not give her a chance and chased and intercepted Miao Xiaorou near Tianyuan.

The two of them fought back and forth. At the beginning, Miao Xiaorou was the one attacking, but gradually the offense and defense changed.

Fu Jinghong entered the yard and happened to see this scene, and was slightly stunned.

"Jinghong, you're back so early!" Dugu Changkong greeted him.

Fu Jinghong walked over and said, "I didn't have anything to do today, so I came back early. Big Brother is really elegant. He is playing chess with Little Sister. But Big Brother, you have to be careful. Little Sister's chess character is not very good. Whenever she is about to lose, she will flip the chessboard."

"Second Brother, you've wronged me again! I'm so angry! I won't get off!"

Miao Xiaorou picked up her skirt and walked away angrily.

After about seven or eight moves, she turned around and said, "Big Brother, Second Brother messed up today's game, so it's a draw!"

Dugu Changkong smiled and said, "Okay, it's a draw."

After hearing this, Miao Xiaorou showed a look of satisfaction and left happily.

Dugu Changkong shook his head and said, "This little girl..."

Then he looked at Fu Jinghong and said, "Jinghong, we haven't played chess for a long time. How about a game?"

Fu Jinghong thought for a moment and nodded, "Since Senior Brother is so interested, I would be honored to refuse."

Fu Jinghong sat on the stone bench where Miao Xiaorou had just sat, and the two began to put away the chess pieces on the chessboard.

These two brothers are really two rare gems.

Dugu Changkong is cautious and tactful, and he makes sure everything he does is foolproof, for fear that others will say he is unstable.

Fu Jinghong is just the opposite. From his non-mainstream hairstyle in the urban-rural fringe area, we can see how big the difference in their personalities is.

As Dugu Changkong took in Baizi, he said, "Jinghong, the Yunhai Sect Inner Sect Competition is coming soon. It happens every sixty years, and it's a top priority for our Yunhai Sect.

You are currently in charge of the Zhikeyuan, responsible for all internal and external affairs of this competition. You must be very busy, right? If there is anything you can do for me, Senior Brother, just let me know. I will transfer some capable disciples from other academies to help you."

Fu Jinghong smiled and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother. I think it's unnecessary. If it's a complicated matter, I'll naturally ask you for help. However, for this kind of competition that happens once every sixty years, the Zhikeyuan has already established detailed procedures. Everything is carried out according to the previous procedures, so I can hardly intervene."

Dugu Changkong nodded and said, "That being said, we can't let our guard down. The sect's internal affairs are easy to handle, but the main thing is to invite those sects and independent cultivators who are coming to watch the ceremony.

It was simpler for the various sects, just handing out invitations. However, in recent decades, many senior independent cultivators have passed away, and some have risen to prominence. Those with rising fame cannot be ignored; regardless of whether they come or not, invitations must be sent.

Not to mention anything else, in the 3,000-mile Tianyun Mountains alone, there are many sects and independent cultivators, and every sect, every cave and every mansion must be taken into account.

There are also issues such as accommodation and seating arrangements for the seniors from outside the sect who were invited to attend the ceremony. If anything goes wrong, others will gossip about our Yunhai Sect."

Fu Jinghong said, "Don't worry, Senior Brother. The Zhikeyuan started drawing up the invitation list more than half a year ago. We have checked it three times and there are no omissions. It will be sent out in the next few days."

As they were talking, the two of them had already put all the chess pieces on the chessboard into their respective chess baskets.

Fu Jinghong plays the black pieces and he makes the first move.

Fu Jinghong picked up a black piece and placed it directly on the Tianyuan position in the center of the chessboard.

The smile on Dugu Changkong's lips froze for a moment, and he glanced at Fu Jinghong.

He said with a chuckle, "I haven't played against you in over a year. I didn't expect your style of play to have changed so much, second brother. You're really brave when you land a move at the center. It's a shame that Go isn't about fighting for a single city or territory. You have to look at the whole picture. Sometimes, being brave can be seen as reckless and impulsive."

As he spoke, Dugu Changkong placed his piece on the upper left star, now occupying an advantageous terrain. He seemed to ignore Fu Jinghong's placement of his piece on Tianyuan, and was neither humble nor arrogant, neither anxious nor impatient.

The first step is to place the piece at the center of the body, which is a very aggressive and domineering way of playing, and goes against the Go principle of "gold corner, silver edge, and grass belly".

Luozi Tianyuan is a double-edged sword. This method seems to be very aggressive, but in fact it will make you vulnerable and easy to be attacked by the opponent.

It was like two armies facing each other three miles apart, and both sides were arranging their troops.

But you have already ordered the archer troops to quickly approach the enemy army and attack first.

Although it can effectively kill the enemy.

Without guards on both wings and protection from shield soldiers, these archers sent out will basically never come back.

This is a tactic that kills 800 enemies but injures 1,000 of your own.

And it feels very unfriendly.

Fu Jinghong smiled and said, "Big Brother is right, but you should understand me. I don't like to follow the rules. I like to take an unconventional approach. As for what the world thinks of me, I don't care. No matter what the subsequent results are, I will take Tianyuan first."

Fu Jinghong's second son was quite standard and landed in the lower right star position.

Dugu Changkong followed him and made plans at the corner. He said, "Speaking of taking an unconventional approach, as a senior brother, I really admire you. It only took Junior Brother Ye Feng three months of guarding the mausoleum to help the Tianfeng Academy collect an annual tribute of four million taels of silver. The inner sect examination is coming soon, and it's a time when money is needed. The Tianfeng Academy's finances are already stretched. This four million taels of annual tribute has really solved a lot of problems for you, Junior Brother.

But second brother, you are too unfair. When did Junior Brother Ye Feng become your man? How come you didn’t know about it in advance?

Second Brother, this move of yours is truly a masterstroke, but aren't you being too hasty? The situation is unclear, the outcome is uncertain, and yet you're using a masterstroke. Aren't you afraid of losing this chess piece?

Since it is a divine move, you should hide it until the very end and use it at the critical moment. Only then may you be able to turn the tide."

As they talked, each of them placed a dozen pieces.

The two sides fought fiercely in the upper right area.

Fu Jinghong's eyes fixed, and he smiled as he said, "You've almost eaten up all my chess pieces. If I don't make some serious moves, I'm afraid I won't be able to see the moment of a comeback."

As he spoke, Fu Jinghong placed a piece and surrounded and killed one of Dugu Changkong's isolated chess pieces.

He smiled and picked up the white piece.

Then he said, "Speaking of Junior Brother Ye Feng, he's probably in trouble recently. The humiliation of Junior Sister Shangguan has caused a lot of uproar throughout the Yunhai Sect.

In recent days, various details of the humiliation have been leaked. Junior Sister Shangguan is beautiful and kind, and is very popular among the male disciples in Yunhai Sect.

Many male disciples were outraged when they heard about this, and they all said they would go to Ye Feng to seek justice for Junior Sister Shangguan. They wondered if this kid could leave the ancestral land alive.

Dugu Changkong said, "Isn't Junior Brother Ye your man? He even helped you so much. Don't you plan to lend him a hand? Besides, he's the eldest disciple of Sixth Uncle."

Fu Jinghong shrugged and said, "I heard that he bit Junior-Sister Shangguan's chest several times that night. I was so angry that my teeth were itching. I wanted to break his legs..."

This pair of brothers is very interesting. They seem to be playing chess, but they also seem not to be playing chess.

It seems that the open and secret struggles between the two in reality are all played out on the chessboard.

Judging from the current chessboard situation, although Fu Jinghong occupied Tianyuan and advanced one piece first, overall, Dugu Changkong still had a slight advantage.

Although occupying Tianyuan was domineering, Fu Jinghong lost the initiative from the very beginning and was always one or two steps behind Dugu Changkong in layout.

The outcome is uncertain, you and I are both dark horses.

The outcome is still undecided, and both sides have the possibility.

As for who will win or lose in this game, it is still unknown.

After all, both sides must have hidden plans.

In this game of chess, both sides have placed sixteen pieces each, and it has only just begun.