Evil Master and Disciple

"Senior Brother Changkong is actually out. It seems that what happened last time is over."

"So what if it's in the past? He committed such a serious crime, his reputation has been severely damaged, and he probably won't be able to become the future leader."

"That's not true. I heard from Master that the Sect Master still values ​​Senior Brother Changkong very much. Although Senior Brother Changkong has been under house arrest for reflection in the past three months, the Sect Master has not stripped him of his power. He still controls several elder councils, including the Transmission Court. The elder councils he manages are the lifeblood of our Yunhai Sect.

Unlike Senior Brother Jinghong, who controls either the Zhikeyuan or the Lingbaoyuan..."

"Well, my master also told me about this privately. Besides, although Senior Brother Changkong's reputation has been damaged this time, it doesn't seem to be a big deal. After all, if you were forced to choose between the two, would you choose Senior Brother Changkong or Senior Brother Jinghong?"

"I... of course I choose Senior Brother Changkong! Even though Senior Brother Changkong did something wrong, he's really good to his people. He risked his life to help them absorb the earth's spiritual energy to improve their cultivation. On the other hand, Senior Brother Jinghong doesn't seem to have given any substantial benefits to those who support him."

"Yeah, that makes sense... Who among us cultivators doesn't want to improve their cultivation? Fortune and wealth are sought through risk. This time, Senior Brother Changkong was unlucky and was taken advantage of by a group of traitors..."

This is a multiple-choice question and it’s actually not difficult at all.

If you have to choose between Wang Shichong, who only knows how to make big promises, and General Yuwen, who never wastes a grain of rice, most soldiers will choose General Yuwen, because General Yuwen is very considerate of his subordinates and can make them line up.

"Changkong, I haven't seen you for a few days. You've got a beard! But it's time for you to grow one. You're already a hundred years old, right? A beard will make you look more mature!"

A white-bearded elder met Dugu Changkong and immediately greeted him.

Dugu Changkong bowed and said, "Uncle Yang, I haven't seen you for three months. Are you still in good health?"

"Haha, you're the only one who cares about my health. I've been very busy at the Transmission Institute while you were away. Now that you've finished your self-reflection, when will you return to the Transmission Institute? You don't know. The Transmission Institute has been a complete mess since you were away recently."

Dugu Changkong smiled and said, "I'll come over when I have time."

"No, there are still two hours before dark. Let's go together now."

"Forget it today, I have something else to do..."

"Oh, fine, go ahead and get busy."

Dugu Changkong nodded and watched Elder Yang go away.

Then he continued walking along the bluestone path.

I met more and more elders and disciples.

At this moment, in the Lingbaoyuan warehouse.

Fu Jinghong, with only one eye exposed, and Feng Biehe, the largest rat in Lingbao Academy, were leaning in front of a row of shelves of elixirs.

The two of them casually grabbed a handful of elixirs that ordinary disciples dreamed of from a large porcelain jar nearby, and ate them leisurely as if they were eating melon seeds.

Feng Biehe said, "Brother Jinghong, how come you have time to come to my place today? You've been very busy lately. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Fu Jinghong ate his [Immortal Pill Snacks] while saying, "I don't have anything important to do. I just wanted to treat you, Junior Brother Feng, to a drink. I didn't have the chance to have a good chat with you last time in the capital because I had to deal with some serious business."

Feng Biehe said, "No, no, no, you know my personality. For decades, I've been known as Miss Feng, a woman who never leaves the Yunhai Sect. Forget about drinking. If you have something to say, just talk about it."

Fu Jinghong chuckled and said, "We've known each other for almost a hundred years, and you're still wary of me."

"We are brothers, why should I be on guard against you? It's just that my current status is special, and many things are inconvenient for me."

"I know. You're a shadow now, reporting directly to the headmaster. If you get too close to me, you're afraid it will affect your career."

"Bullshit career...Jinghong, are you okay? If not, I have to get busy."

"and many more……"

Fu Jinghong was about to explain his purpose when suddenly a young disciple walked in.

This person is not a disciple of Lingbao Academy, but a subordinate of Fu Jinghong.

The young disciple found Fu Jinghong and said, "Senior Brother Fu, Senior Brother Changkong has come out from Yunhai Residence."

Feng Biehe's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he glanced at Fu Jinghong, but saw that Fu Jinghong's expression was calm, and he didn't seem surprised.

Fu Jinghong said, "I understand. You can go down."

The man bowed to the two of them again and then left the medicine warehouse.

Feng Biehe said, "Your coming to see me, isn't it related to Senior Brother?"

Fu Jinghong glanced at him and said, "It has nothing to do with Senior Brother. Master had already lifted his confinement three days ago. I expected him to leave Yunhai Residence. I came here this time to ask about Old Ye."

"Lao Ye?"

Feng Biehe raised his eyebrows, seeming a little surprised.

He said, "You have a better relationship with Lao Ye than I do. Why are you asking me about him?"

Fu Jinghong shook his head and said, "Junior Brother Feng, stop pretending. My relationship with Old Ye is not as good as yours. Without your supply, how could Old Ye's Lingbao Pavilion be able to operate?"

"Ahem, ahem, don't blame me for this. Even if I had the guts to do it, I wouldn't dare to privately resell so many magical swords, magic weapons, elixirs, and talismans. These are all orders from above, and I'm just following them."

Feng Biehe immediately distanced himself from the matter.

Fu Jinghong said, "Junior Brother Feng, don't be nervous. I didn't say anything. I came to you this time because I really wanted to ask you about Old Ye's past."

"Oh, what happened to Old Ye in the past?"

"Yes, it happened before he lost his memory. Before, he and I were just acquaintances, and I wasn't familiar with him. But you're different. You've been very close to Old Ye over the years.

So I want to ask you about some things that happened before he lost his memory..."

Feng Biehe's expression became a little unnatural.

He said, "My relationship with Old Ye wasn't as good as you think. We were just drinking buddies who shared the same interests. Brother Jinghong, what do you want to ask?"

Fu Jinghong looked at Feng Biehe and said, "I recently heard that more than three years ago, not long after Senior Uncle Yulong came down the mountain, Old Ye had a fight with Junior Brother Chen Shuwen. It was you who intervened. I want to know about that fight."

Feng Biehe's eyes flickered and his expression seemed a little strange.

Then he looked thoughtful.

After a moment, he said, "Old Ye and the other four Yunhai tyrants have always been at odds with Shuwen and the other young men. They often fight in private, and I have intervened so many times that I can't remember exactly how many times.

"Brother Jinghong, why are you interested in such a trivial matter as a private fight? Anyway, I can't remember it clearly. If you really know, you can ask Shuwen."

Fu Jinghong said, "Junior Brothers Chen and Zhan have recently gone down the mountain, Lao Feng, think carefully about what happened at the Moon Viewing Pavilion three years ago."

"Moon-Watching Pavilion...it seems like that's what's going on."