Evil Master and Disciple

After Su Xiaoli lectured Sanzhier for a while, she put him on the ground.

He smiled and said, "Xiao Bai'er, go play with Xiao Su. I want to talk to Ye Feng."

Sanzhier looked at Ye Feng, then at Su Xiaoli, and then made a squeaking sound.

Su Xiaoli rolled her eyes and said, "If I want to sleep with him, do I need to carry you on my back?"

Sanzhier tilted his head and thought about it, then agreed and ran out of the cave.

Ye Feng was terrified when he heard this, but at the same time he felt a little bit of anticipation...

However, there were more surprises.

I'm surprised at how many men Su Xiaoli has slept with.

After San Zhier's figure disappeared in the passage, the tenderness in Su Xiaoli's eyes instantly disappeared, and his whole aura changed accordingly.

The alluring and charming aura on her body was gone.

Su Xiaoli stared at Ye Feng with deep eyes and said, "I don't come back here often every year, sometimes I won't come back for several years. This time it's because of the Yunhai Sect competition.

I just came back yesterday and heard Xiao Su say that Xiao Baier made a human friend, so I asked Xiao Su to bring you here today to see who can make Xiao Baier let down his guard.

I didn't expect there would be an extra bonus. Ye Fuyou's spirit is actually in your body. That's quite interesting."

Ye Feng felt the change in Su Xiaoli's aura, and his heart sank. He asked, "Senior Su... have you known Master Fuyou before?"

At this moment, he was very worried that there was a grudge between Master Fuyou and Su Xiaoli.

Then today, wouldn't I be raped and killed by this beautiful old vixen?

Su Xiaoli nodded slowly and said, "I've seen him a few times, but as far as I know, he's been missing for over two hundred years. I really want to know how his spirit ended up in your body. Don't you know who he is?"

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "I met Master Fuyou in the stone prison of the Discipline Court. I asked him about his identity and what he had done wrong, but he refused to tell me. But I always feel that Master Fuyou's name, Yunhe, sounds a little familiar."

Su Xiaoli was stunned and looked at Ye Feng in astonishment, who had a confused look on his face.

It turns out that although this kid knows that Ye Fuyou’s Buddhist name is Yunhe, he doesn’t know who Yunhe is!

Then, a trace of loneliness appeared on Su Xiaoli's soft face.

As if talking to herself, she said softly, "It's only been over two hundred years, and the young disciples of this generation of Yunhai Sect don't even know who Ye Fuyou is. Really, who would remember the loser's name? And how could the winner let future generations know the loser's name?"

Whether it is Ye Fuyou or Master Yunhe, they are both taboos in the Yunhai Sect.

This isn't just about him.

Those who failed in the fight for the throne in all dynasties would enjoy this special treatment of being forbidden to talk about it and then being gradually forgotten.

Seeing Su Xiaoli's strange expression, Ye Feng said carefully, "Senior, can you tell me about Uncle Fuyou?"

Su Xiaoli looked at him and asked, "Whose disciple are you?"

Ye Feng straightened his body and said proudly, "I am the eldest disciple of Master Yulong of the Yunhai Sect!"

"Oh……"

Su Xiaoli's eyes suddenly revealed a strange look. "So you're that fat guy's disciple? Since you're his eldest disciple, how could you not know about Ye Fuyou? Do you still need to ask me?"

Ye Feng was startled and asked, "Should I know?"

Su Xiaoli said: "Of course, he is your great uncle."

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng's face suddenly changed. He stood up suddenly, took several steps back, and said in astonishment: "What? Uncle Fuyou is my... great... great uncle? The same great uncle who disappeared after losing the battle for the position of the head of the sect with the uncle who led the sect? Ah... I was wondering why Master Yunhe's name sounds so familiar... It turns out he is the great uncle... No wonder Uncle Fuyou hates Uncle Yunyi so much... It's over, it's over, I'm dead..."

Ye Feng is really panicked now.

During this period of time, he simply thought that Ye Fuyou was just a senior uncle who had made a serious mistake, was imprisoned in a kiln for more than two hundred years, and finally died of old age in the kiln.

He never expected that it was his great master uncle who had been missing for more than two hundred years.

No wonder Ye Fuyou always warned himself not to tell anyone about the existence of his soul.

No wonder this old ghost always hides from the old man guarding the temple and Master Yun Yi.

No wonder he has such great hatred towards Master Yun Yi.

Everything makes sense now.

Su Xiaoli looked at Ye Feng's panicked expression and felt very confused.

The other young disciples of Yunhai Sect may have already forgotten who the loser was back then.

As the true disciple of Master Yulong, how could Ye Feng not know?

Ye Feng shouted in his heart: "Uncle Fuyou, why didn't you tell me your identity earlier? You're killing me!"

Ye Fuyou sighed and said, "I once told you that I was Yunhe. Unfortunately, you have lost all your memories and don't know my identity."

"Then you can explain to me, if I had known you were my great uncle, I... I would never have dared to let your spirit enter my body. If the head uncle found out, I would be in great trouble!"

Ye Feng is not stupid. Having read countless novels and watched countless TV dramas, he certainly knows the fate of those who fail in the fight for the throne.

Others were trying to avoid him as much as possible, but he actually brought his master uncle with him.

What would Master Yun Yi think about this?

I'm just afraid that I will be dealt with secretly.

Ye Fuyou said, "That's why I've always emphasized that if you want to survive, don't reveal my existence to anyone."

"There's no such thing as an impenetrable wall! Truth will come to light sooner or later! This secret will be known to others sooner or later! What should I do? Master, you...you've really ruined me!"

Ye Feng squatted on the ground, holding his head, looking hopeless about the future and having no desire to live.

"Ahem... well, let me say a few words!"

Su Xiaoli's slightly gentle voice sounded in Ye Feng's mind.

This woman's level of skill is so high that it's terrifying.

Not only can he sense Ye Feng's soul floating in his body, he can even directly invade Ye Feng's sea of ​​soul with sound.

Su Xiaoli said, "I understand, Xiao Fuyou. What you did was not very kind. After all, Young Master Ye is the eldest disciple of your Sixth Junior Brother. Don't you know how embarrassing your status is in the Yunhai Sect? If you let your spirit reside in Young Master Ye's body, it will really kill him."

Ye Fuyou said, "Senior Xiaoli, I know this is very dangerous, but my life span has come to an end. I have been imprisoned in a stone prison for many years, making it difficult for me to interact with others. I can only leave the prison through this boy's body. Moreover, as my uncle, I have treated him well and passed on all my knowledge to him.

Senior Xiao Li, you know that once the soul leaves the body, it will continue to weaken. It won't be long before my soul will be completely gone. As long as he doesn't go out and say anything nonsense, of course, please pretend that you have never seen me today, Senior Xiao Li. This will be a secret forever.

I gave up reincarnation and just wanted to find a successor to inherit my mantle. I didn't ask him to avenge me or do anything else.

During this period of time, I have been silently paying..."

Ye Fuyou started playing the emotional card.

After listening to his story, Su Xiaokai said, "If you don't want to use Master Ye to avenge you, but just want to find a successor, that's understandable. Furthermore, you've completely given up reincarnation for this, and the price you paid is certainly not small. Master Ye, I think you should understand and forgive Xiao Fuyou."

Well, this beautiful and weird old vixen is just a fence-sitter with no opinion of her own.

This Tai Chi Kung Fu is even more powerful than the Tai Chi Xuan Jin that Ye Feng has been practicing recently.

At the same time, Luoxia Peak.

The Peak Plaza.

Yun Shuang'er, dressed in white, was suspended in the air with her eyes closed, and a powerful aura burst out from her body.

Her long black hair and snow-white clothes danced wildly under the impact of the breath.

In Yun Shuang'er's hand, she held the unsheathed Han Xi sword.

The white light that continuously burst out from the sword was extremely cold, causing the temperature within a hundred feet around it to drop rapidly.

Suddenly, Yun Shuang'er opened her eyes abruptly, and a cold light flashed in her clear eyes.

Her eyes focused, her arms opened, and Xuanxu's body in mid-air spun and rose rapidly.

Sharp white sword energy shot out, seemingly not from the Han Xi sword in her hand, but from her body.

The sword energy filled the sky and the ground, forming a circle around her body made up of hundreds of sword energies.

Along with Yun Shuang'er's clear whistle, the sword energy that filled the sky and the ground suddenly merged into the Han Xi sword in an instant like a giant whale sucking water.

Yun Shuang'er's pretty face was filled with murderous intent, and she pointed her sword at the sky.

The sky and the earth changed color, and the sword intent soared into the sky.

"cut!"

Yun Shuang'er's cold voice sounded, and the magic sword slashed down.

Suddenly, the Han Xi Sword, which was originally more than three feet long, rapidly expanded.

In the blink of an eye, a giant sword over twenty feet long fell from the air.

This giant sword that holds up the sky does not look like an illusion at all. It is more like a real entity, as if the Han Xi Divine Sword is originally this huge.

The giant sword slashed down at an extremely fast speed, and a sound like thunder breaking through the air was heard in the air.

With a loud noise like a landslide, the giant sword slashed on the mountaintop square of Luoxia Peak.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind, countless huge rocks collapsed and flew, and the air was filled with dust and smoke.

Yun Shuang'er, who was in the air, looked pale and was breathing heavily.

Obviously, this sword consumed a lot of her true energy and spiritual power, and she looked a little tired.

But there was an excitement in his eyes that was hard to conceal.

"I...I succeeded? That old man's reversal method really allows me to activate the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique!"

This move is the world-famous Yunhai Sect's Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique!

The dust gradually dispersed, and Yun Shuang'er saw that on the square on the top of Luoxia Peak, which had been abandoned for many years, there was a sword mark that almost ran through the entire square. It was about a hundred feet long, several feet wide, and more than a foot deep.

Fortunately, Yun Shuang'er's sword hit the square. If it had hit a person, it would not have been a matter of pieces being scattered here and there. It is estimated that not even a bone residue could be found.

As Yun Shuang'er's cultivation continues to improve in the future, the power of this sword will also increase.

To the east is the ancestral temple.

The old man guarding the temple held a broom, looked up and looked quietly towards the top of Luoxia Peak.

The old man's eyes were a little blurry, and he muttered, "She is indeed a rare woman who appears once in a thousand years. In just a few hours, she can already barely activate the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique..."