Evil Master and Disciple

Hearing Li Xuerong's words, Fairy Yuying shook her head gently and said, "Master is fine, but I'm a little... a little worried about Jinhe and the others."

Fairy Yuying has seven disciples, and now only the second one Li Xuerong, the fifth one Sun Qingqing, and the sixth one Jiang He are in Mozhuxuan.

The other four disciples, Jin He, Nangong Yan, Qian Yufeng and Yun Shuang'er, are not in Xingluo Peak at the moment.

Qian Yufeng had recently gone down the mountain with several female disciples to gain experience, while Jin He and Nangong Yan followed the Yunhai Sect's delegation to the Chaotian Sect to observe their inner sect fighting techniques.

As for the young disciple Yun Shuang'er, she got angry as soon as she thought about it, and actually eloped with a young boy who was still wet behind the ears.

Li Xuerong said, "Eldest Sister and Third Junior Sister went to Chaotian Sect. They will probably be back in ten days or so. Master, Junior Sister and the others seem to be still in the capital. The capital is in chaos right now. Should we send a message to Junior Sister and ask her to come back?"

Fairy Yuying sighed and said, "Girls grow up and cannot be kept at home. With Shuang'er's personality, once she sets her mind on something or someone, no one can change her mind. Well, forget it. I am a little tired and will go back to my room to rest. You can teach Ling'er to practice first. You don't need to call me for dinner tonight."

Having said that, Fairy Yuying stood up and walked into her room.

Looking at the master's back, Li Xuerong frowned slightly.

She has followed her master for decades, and she has only seen her master lose his temper, but has never seen her in such a restless state as she has recently.

"Good! Ling'er, you resolved this attack quite skillfully!"

The two girls in the yard seemed to have performed some clever tricks, and Sun Qingqing immediately applauded.

at the same time.

Dusk, Jiuhua Mountain.

Sihai Villa.

The hunter incarnated by Fatty Yulong has been wandering around the villages around Sihai Villa these days, which has aroused Shen Feiyang's vigilance.

After all, it was a season when the mountains were covered with snow, and a strange hunter suddenly came. If he had only been there for a day or two, he might not have attracted Shen Feiyang's attention. However, the other party had been wandering around for many days in a row. Even if Shen Feiyang was blind, he would have known what was going on.

Fatty Yulong, unaware that he had been exposed, packed up his animal hide stall.

In order to avoid arousing suspicion from outsiders, he claimed that he was a hunter outside Chizhou City. His family was so poor that he could not even afford to eat, so he went into the mountains to hunt.

He hunted in Jiuhua Mountain every night, and then sold the furs in some villages, towns and villas in Jiuhua Mountain during the day.

He thought that his disguise would be perfect and would not arouse other people's suspicion.

After all, he really went hunting at night and sold his prey.

And it wasn't just him who was selling it, there were other hunters as well.

After packing up his things, Fatty Yulong, wearing tiger skin, continued into the mountains.

When he entered the hunting ground where he had been frequently active in recent days, he suddenly stopped.

I saw a middle-aged monk wearing a bright yellow monk's robe standing on the snow in front of me.

The monk had a handsome appearance, was tall, had handsome features and big eyes.

The middle-aged monk had a large string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck and was gently turning a string of small Buddhist beads in his hand.

Although he was standing on the snow, his body seemed to have no weight, and there were no footprints on the soft snow under his monk's shoes.

He was like a weightless red hair and did not cause any damage to the snow.

When he saw the monk, Fatty Yulong's eyes fixed.

He knew he was exposed.

Because this monk was not someone else, but the target of his trip, Shen Feiyang, who is now known as the Buddha.

Since Shen Feiyang showed up in person, it was not a test, but he came to find him.

The two men stared at each other from about twenty feet apart in the forest. No one spoke and no one moved.

The cold wind rustled the branches, making a humming sound, like the low moan of a resentful woman in the middle of the night.

After a standoff lasting about half an incense stick of time, Shen Feiyang suddenly stopped turning the rosary in his hand.

Putting his hands together, he said, "Amitabha, Senior Brother Yulong, I haven't seen you for many years. You have changed a lot."

Fatty Yulong grinned and said, "Master Shen, you have changed quite a bit."

Shen Feiyang said: "The former Shen Feiyang is dead. Now my Buddhist name is Sihai, and I am just a monk who has left the world."

Fatty Yulong laughed and said, "It is said that Buddhists need to purify their six senses, empty their four elements, and cut off worldly ties. I wonder if Hero Shen, oh no, Master Sihai can do that."

Shen Feiyang's eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "Brother Yulong, since I have appeared to see you today, it is because I want to sever the evil karma from our past."

"Oh, you want to fight me? You know, even though I'm the least talented among Master's disciples, my cultivation is not low either. If we fight, I'm sure I'll lose."

Shen Feiyang shook his head slightly and said, "Brother Yulong is too modest. This is not your character. If we really fight, I am no match for you.

Although you have been cynical and haven't fought anyone in recent years, I know very well that you have reached the peak of the Celestial Realm for many years. You still have the life-saving magic weapon, the Tiangang Lock, which was secretly passed down to you by Master Xuanfu.

The corner of Fatty Yulong's mouth twitched slightly, and he snorted, "You even know the Tiangang Lock that my master passed on to me privately before he died. I admire you, I admire you."

"Qingtong told me."

"Qingtong? Ah, I see. I've already told Junior Sister Yuying about this. Fairy Qingtong and Junior Sister Yuying are close friends..."

Shen Feiyang nodded slightly.

Then he said, "Brother Yulong, I know why you came to Jiuhua Mountain. Since you are here, why not come to my humble abode to chat."

Fatty Yulong laughed and said, "Do you think I'm an idiot? If I went to your humble abode, would I ever be able to get out? I can't be so foolish as to follow you."

Shen Feiyang said: "No, you will. Don't you want to know about Guo Wei? Why is Guo Wei's child in Sihai Villa? Is Guo Wei dead?

Although you may be a bit lustful, you also value brotherhood very much. When it comes to the future of your senior brother Ye Fuyou, you will risk everything, even if it means going through mountains of swords and seas of fire."

The smile on Fatty Yulong's face gradually disappeared.

Yes, he must find out the truth about the tragic massacre of the Guo family in Qizhou 13 years ago.

He saw with his own eyes that Guo Wei's two sons appeared at Sihai Villa.

Although I have some guesses about this.

But guesses are just guesses after all, and they must be confirmed.

"Are we going to Sihai Villa, or your Shiyou Temple?"

"Sihai Villa is just a secluded place. If Senior Brother Yulong doesn't mind the simplicity of Shishi Temple, please move to Han Temple for a cup of hot tea."

After saying that, without waiting for Fatty Yulong to speak, Shen Feiyang lightly tapped the snow with his toes and flew away.

Huang Youdao's expression changed, and then he made up his mind and flew over to catch up.