Evil Master and Disciple

Fatty Yulong will hide the matter of Ye Fuyou from everyone, but he will not hide it from Linglong.

Because Linglong is Ye Fuyou's widow.

This has nothing to do with Linglong's former identity as the Holy Maiden of the Goddess Palace.

She is more qualified to know about Ye Fuyou than Fairy Yumian.

When Linglong heard Fatty Yulong say that Ye Fuyou had died more than half a year ago, her body trembled slightly.

The excitement and ecstasy in his eyes were immediately replaced by deep sadness.

It turned out that the man she loved had been alive for more than two hundred years.

However, things are unpredictable and fate plays tricks on people. In the end, I didn't get to see Ye Fuyou for the last time.

Linglong's tears couldn't stop falling again.

But this time she didn't cry for long. She said slowly, "Huang Youdao, what...what is going on?"

Fatty Yulong sighed and said, "Actually, I just learned about this not long ago. Like you, I always thought that the eldest brother had died in Qizhou more than two hundred years ago.

It wasn't until more than half a year ago that I learned that my eldest brother had never died and had been living on Xingluo Peak.

"How is it possible? How could Shen Lin let Fuyou go?"

"Linglong, does Second Brother have any reason to kill First Brother?"

Linglong was slightly stunned when she heard this.

Fatty Yulong continued, "At that time, Second Senior Brother was already the head of the Yunhai Sect, and the First Senior Brother had already been defeated. We were all brothers who grew up together, so Second Senior Brother had no reason to kill the First Senior Brother.

Even if the eldest brother violated the Yunhai Sect's rules and had an affair with you, the Saint of the Goddess Palace, and had a child, the second brother would not kill the eldest brother, but only you."

Linglong lowered her head silently. After a moment, she sat back on the stone bench and asked softly, "How have you been these past few years, Fuyou?"

Fatty Yulong shook his head and said, "Back in Qizhou, he wanted to die with Second Senior Brother, so he activated your Demon Sect's Heavenly Demon Decomposition Technique.

However, the eldest senior brother's attainments in the art of decomposing demons were not very high, so he saved his life and was rescued by the second senior brother.

Even so, the Big Brother's body was still severely damaged by the Heavenly Demon Decomposition Technique. He was blinded and his limbs were crippled..."

Fatty Yulong's voice gradually became lower.

He had never seen Ye Fuyou imprisoned in the stone cave behind the Discipline Courtyard, but later in the ancestral temple, he and his fellow disciples gathered together, and Master Yun Yi told him, Yulin and Yumian about the situation of his eldest senior brother.

Fatty Yulong was the youngest disciple of Taoist Xuanfu. When he became his master's disciple, Taoist Xuanfu was already quite old and spent most of his time in seclusion practicing.

Fatty Yulong's skills were all taught by his eldest senior brother Ye Fuyou and second senior brother Master Yun Yi.

Fatty Yulong felt very sad when he thought that his eldest senior brother had suffered in that dark stone prison for more than two hundred years with his broken body.

At this moment, Linglong's expression became very ugly after hearing Ye Fuyou's miserable situation.

She would rather Ye Fuyou had died more than two hundred years ago than hear about Ye Fuyou's painful experiences over the past two hundred years.

At the same time, thousands of miles away.

Ye Feng and Yun Shuang'er rode in the carriage heading west.

Ling Yunzhi's message made Ye Feng feel at ease.

Since Sanzhier said that all the spies and shadows were attracted away by the main force, it must be correct.

Now Ye Feng just has to wait for Sanzhier to come back.

About half an hour after receiving Ling Yunzhi's message, the curtain of the carriage window was suddenly lifted. Before Ye Feng and Yun Shuang'er could react, San Zhi'er, with green hair, had already jumped in from the small window of the carriage.

Ye Feng was overjoyed, hugging Sanzhier and shouting, "Sanzhier! You're finally back! Come on, come on, feel it carefully. Is there anyone around following us?"

Sanzhier immediately shook his head.

Yun Shuang'er said, "Young Master Ling won't be able to hold out for much longer. I'm sure Shadow will find out soon. Now that San Zhi'er is back, let's leave quickly."

Ye Feng nodded, immediately lifted the door curtain, and asked the coachman to stop.

Ye Feng threw a silver ingot to the coachman and asked him to continue walking west along the official road. Then he and Yun Shuang'er flew up on their swords and headed south.

They were flying at a very high altitude, almost three or four thousand feet above the ground. This altitude far exceeded the altitude at which most monks flew when they were traveling.

The higher the altitude, the stronger the cold and gale-force winds become.

Therefore, the altitude at which most cultivators fly with swords is generally less than a thousand feet.

Flying at an altitude of more than 3,000 feet, people on the ground could no longer see them with the naked eye.

Even if the sword emits a long tail of flame when flying in the air, it will basically not attract the attention of people on the ground.

After flying high in the sky, Yun Shuang'er said, "Xiao Feng, where are we going now?"

“Jiuhua Mountain!”

"What? Why are we going to Jiuhua Mountain?"

"Go find an old friend, he's the owner of Sihai Villa in Jiuhua Mountain!"

"Are you talking about the owner of Ye Weiye Manor?"

"Yes!"

Yun Shuang'er was speechless for a while.

This kid spent so much energy to get rid of the shadow of Yunhai Sect, just to find the owner Ye of Sihai Villa who he had met once or twice in Beijing?

Sihai Villa is just another cultivation family. There are countless cultivation families like this in the world. In the Yunhai Sect alone, there are at least four or five hundred cultivation families relying on the Yunhai Sect.

As an elite disciple of the younger generation of Yunhai Sect, Ye Feng is actually interested in a cultivation family?

"Xiaofeng, does the owner of Ye Manor have a beautiful sister or a beautiful daughter?"

"Shuang'er, you're overthinking it! I, Ye Feng, have now turned from evil to good and become a good person. With you by my side, why would I look for another woman?"

"Then why did you go to Jiuhua Mountain to find Master Ye?"

"Um... well... of course I have something important to do! But before that, I want to go to Lingtai Temple when I pass by Lingshan."

Lingshan is on the way to Jiuhua Mountain, and Ye Feng wants to visit Master Xuanzhi on the way.

Although Ye Feng has already solved the secret of the time and space teleportation array in the underground ruins, he still wants to see what Lingtai Temple took away from the ruins back then?

Perhaps among the things taken away by the Buddhists, there may be information about the identity and origin of the builders of the ruins.

This is quite important to Ye Feng.

Yun Shuang'er didn't say anything else.

She didn't have a clear destination in mind; she would go wherever Ye Feng went.

Seeing that Yun Shuang'er no longer objected, Ye Feng stuffed San Zhi'er into his clothes and said, "Shuang'er, let's hurry up and get on with our journey! Otherwise, we'll be caught up by those damned shadows!"