Evil Master and Disciple

As the night deepened, Xianling Valley became increasingly deserted. Occasionally, only a few drunken disciples would pass by the noodle stall.

Many people know Qin Luo's identity, but very few of these young disciples greet him. Only a few of them will take the initiative to call him "Uncle Qin" when passing by his noodle stall.

Ye Feng wanted to ask more about the "plan" he and Qin Luo had made, but Qin Luo seemed unwilling to say more.

He said to Ye Feng, “Xiao Feng, since the ancestor has already taken action, everything is almost over.

That past event was not pleasant for you, so you'd better not ask about it.

If after this is over, you still want to know something about the past, I will tell you.

It’s getting late, and I still have to go to the back mountain to meet my ancestors, so you should go back first.”

Ye Feng thought about it and nodded slightly.

He stood up and saluted Qin Luo slightly.

When preparing to leave, Qin Luo said, "Xiaofeng...be careful."

Ye Feng grinned and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Qin, there are masters protecting me in secret."

Qin Luo nodded slowly.

Ye Feng passed by his shop in the south. Miss Siji was living in the shop now, so it was not convenient for him to enter the shop late at night.

So Ye Feng drew out the Purple Lightning and Green Frost sword and flew towards the mountainside.

There is a very small detail.

That is how Ye Feng controls the sword.

As Ye Feng's cultivation level gradually improved, he was able to fly on the magic sword.

During this period, he came and went flying in the air on the Eight Desolate Immortal Sword.

At this moment, he was flying with the Purple Lightning and Green Frost, and he was not standing on the magic sword. Instead, he was holding the hilt of the magic sword with his hands, just like when he first practiced sword-controlling, and flying in a Superman-like manner.

This way of flying is not only fast but also safe.

If he is attacked during flight, he can defend or counterattack immediately.

After Ye Feng left, Qin Luo began to clean up the shop.

He has been doing this job for many years and is very skilled at it.

After extinguishing the fire under the stove, Qin Luo suddenly sat on the wooden stool in front of the stove.

He picked up a stick and started digging in the ashes under the stove.

Then he pulled out a rusty sword from under the stove.

He stretched out his hand and shook it, and the rust on the sword fell off instantly, and the sword emitted a faint green luster.

"Old friend, we meet again."

He looked at the sword in his hand, and his eyes gradually lit up.

The wind blew around, blowing his messy long hair.

It seems that the most handsome man in Yunhai Sect in the past is back!

After staring at his old friend for a while, Qin Luo took out the bamboo sword again.

The bamboo sword was made by him personally for his daughter Xiaolian.

Back then, the ancestor Dugu Chan used this sword to kill more than thirty of the world's top warriors.

"Xiao Lian, Daddy can avenge you now. Daddy will definitely use the heads of all those who bullied you back then as a memorial for you!"

It turns out that Miss Xiao Lian is not Qin Luo’s female disciple at all, but his daughter!

Ye Feng returned to Fenglingju. Ling'er and Xiaoman's rooms were closed and dark. He didn't know whether they had fallen asleep or had not returned yet.

However, there was candlelight in the fat master's room, which surprised Ye Feng very much.

Because no matter how late or early he came back, he rarely saw the light on in Fat Master's room.

Fatty Yulong seemed to be waiting for him to come back. When he heard the sound, the door opened.

The plump Master Yulong stood in front of the door and waved to Ye Feng, "Feng'er, why did you come back just now? I have been waiting for you all night."

Ye Feng also wanted to report today's events to Fat Master, so he took Sanzhier off his shoulder, let it go back to the house to rest, and then went to Fat Master's room.

As soon as he entered the room, Ye Feng asked, "Master, are Ling'er and Xiao Man back?"

"Well, they came back more than an hour ago and are now asleep."

Fatty Yulong closed the door and said, "Feng'er, you made quite a scene in the square this morning. Don't come back so late next time, or you might get beaten up by a club while walking at night."

Ye Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Being hit with a club is the least of my worries. Master, this is too dangerous. I almost died today."

Fatty Yulong frowned slightly and said, "What? Someone is causing trouble for you? Who is it?"

Ye Feng shook his head.

He then briefly told the fat master about how he had left the square this morning to go to the zoo to look for the spirit tablet, how he was attacked in the dense forest, and how someone later came to Fenglingju pretending to be Fu Jinghong, as well as how the mysterious shadow master had taken action.

Things have come to this point, and Ye Feng has no need to hide it anymore.

The only two people he can trust in this world are his master and Lao Fu, who comes from the same world as him.

After listening to Ye Feng's story, Fatty Yulong looked very solemn.

He did not immediately ask about the details of what happened today, but instead asked why Ye Feng was looking for the spirit tablet?

So Ye Feng told the fat master about the sheepskin map and the sheepskin code he had once carried.

He also mentioned that Miss Xiaoman said that she had copied the sheepskin map from a stone tablet.

I had nothing to do today, so I returned to the herb garden to see if I could find the original stone tablet. Unexpectedly, I actually found it.

In the afternoon, he handed the stone tablet to his ancestor in the ancestral hall on the back mountain. He learned from his ancestor that the stone tablet was actually one of the eight ancient spiritual tablets in the legendary Tianyun Mountains.

Then, at night in the Immortal Valley, he learned from Uncle Qin Luo that the spirit tablet was secretly given to him for safekeeping...

Except for the fact that he is a soul traveler, Ye Feng has revealed all the secrets to the fat master.

Although Fatty Yulong doesn't look good, he is a man of great character. Ye Feng's words were very disorganized, but he still managed to make sense of them and understood the general course of events.

"Have you ever had contact with that guy Qin Luo?"

"I don't remember, but I believe Uncle Qin wouldn't lie to me. I should have had contact with him before, and it seems like we had some plans.

I wanted to ask Uncle Qin about his plans tonight, but he said that my amnesia might not be a bad thing. He told me not to worry about the plans anymore and to leave it to the old ancestor and the headmaster.

Fatty Yulong seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly stood up with his ugly face changing suddenly.

Ye Feng said: "Master, what's wrong?"

Fatty Yulong said hoarsely, "That ugly Qin Luo is in danger tonight."

Ye Feng said: "Uncle Qin's cultivation is so high, how could there be any danger? Besides, when I left, he said he was going to the ancestral home in the back mountain."

Fatty Yulong slowly shook his head and said, "No, no, no, the biggest weakness of this group of people is not the spirit tablet, nor the exposure of their conspiracy, but the list of participants.

Qin Luo is one of them, and Qin Luo's status among them is definitely not low. He knows the list of all participants.

Qin Luo knew that he was in danger a long time ago, so he secretly handed the spirit tablet and the list to you.

Didn't you say Qin Luo was assassinated last night? These people have long been suspicious of Qin Luo. They will definitely monitor Qin Luo.

I have been talking to you, Qin Luo, for so long tonight. They will definitely attack Qin Luo tonight. I am worried that he will not have the chance to see the ancestor at all. No, I have to rush over immediately. "

"Master, I'll go with you!" Ye Feng was shocked and felt that what the fat master said made sense.

Fatty Yulong didn't say anything, just nodded.

The master and disciple immediately rushed out of the room.

Although Fatty Yulong always cursed Qin Luo when he mentioned him, saying that Qin Luo was an ugly man.

But there is no deep grudge between him and Qin Luo.

He couldn't just watch Qin Luo get into danger.

The master and disciple flew at an extremely fast speed. In just two or three minutes, they had already reached the Xianling Valley, ten miles north of Xingluo Peak.

The Immortal Valley was quiet and nothing happened. The two of them landed in front of Qin Luo's noodle stall, but the stall was closed and Qin Luo was nowhere to be seen.

Fatty Yulong reached out and touched the stove. It was still a little warm, obviously because the fire under the stove had just been extinguished not long ago.

Ye Feng glanced around and said, "Master Qin, have you already gone to the ancestral hall in the back mountain?"

"I hope so. Let's go to the ancestral hall."

Fatty Yulong changed his usual playful look and became extremely serious.

Then the master and the disciple flew rapidly into the air towards the ancestral hall in the southwest direction.

A moment later, the two huge white lanterns outside the ancestral hall came into view. In the darkness, the two huge white lanterns swayed in the wind, looking particularly eerie.

The two of them landed at the entrance of the ancestral hall and walked straight in.

There are two people in the ancestral hall.

Dugu Chan, with a haggard face, sat on a cushion and meditated.

Mo Zhu, dressed in green, was sleeping next to Dugu Chan with a rosy face. There was a jar of wine next to her, as if the female ghost was drunk.

Seeing Master Yulong and his apprentice rushing over, Dugu Chan said, "It's so late, why are you here?"

Yulong glanced at Mozhu, then asked, "Has Qin Luo been here?"

Dugu Chan shook his head slowly.

Fatty Yulong's expression changed slightly, and he said, "That's bad."

"What happened?"

Fatty Yulong briefly told Dugu Chan about his guess.

Dugu Chan frowned slightly and said, "What? Qin Luo is one of that group of people?"

"Yes, Qin Luo also gave the spirit tablet to Feng'er for safekeeping. Half an hour ago, Qin Luo told Feng'er that he would come to find you, but he didn't come, so he must have had an accident. We just came from the direction of Xianling Valley, and he was not there."

Ye Feng asked, "Will Uncle Qin return to his residence?"

"No, since the matter has been made clear and the ancestor has sent people to find him, he will come to see the ancestor as soon as possible. Brat, since Qin Luo has already told you that someone is assassinating him, why do you leave him alone?"

Dugu Chan's eyes flashed, and he said, "I should know where he is, that valley..."

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Is this the valley where his disciples were buried?"

Dugu Chan nodded slowly.

He then stood up and waved his hand, and the sleeping girl Mozhu turned into a ray of light and merged into the ancient painting.

Yulong was stunned for a moment, then revealed his true nature, and said in surprise: "Grandfather, you actually raised such a beautiful female ghost! Sure! Lend it to me for a few days!?"

Dugu Chan did not answer. The most urgent thing now was to find Qin Luo.

He said: "Follow me!"

Dozens of miles northwest of Xianling Valley.

A brutal fight is about to end.

Qin Luo was holding the divine sword with a green glow, trying his best to deal with the siege from more than a dozen powerful men in black.

These men in black all used magical swords and treasures. There were thirteen of them in total, more than half of them were powerful warriors above the Heavenly Man Realm, and about half of them were masters of the Divine Silence Realm.

They used a strange magic circle to trap Qin Luo inside.

This group of people also set up a mysterious magic circle around the valley. Sword lights were everywhere, sword energy was like rain, and the roar was like thunder.

But from the outside, the valley was quiet.

This group of people acted very cautiously. They used a magic array to isolate the valley from the outside world.

At this moment, Qin Luo was covered in blood and had multiple sword wounds on his body.

Especially his left hand, which was cut off at the wrist by a sharp blade, and the broken palm fell in front of the grave of his disciple Xiao Lian.

There was also a blood-stained bamboo sword next to it.

Even though Qin Luo was an elder and master of the older generation, he was still unable to withstand the siege of so many people.

As Qin Luo roared, a terrifying sword energy swept in all directions, pushing back the thirteen people who were besieging him.

He was staggering, leaning on his magic sword, half-kneeling in the valley, breathing heavily.

A masked man in black signaled everyone to stop attacking and walked forward slowly.

"Junior Brother Qin, you disappoint me so much. We've been through thick and thin together for hundreds of years, and yet you betrayed us for a female disciple!

Is our hundreds of years of brotherhood not as strong as that of your female disciple?"

Blood continued to flow out of Qin Luo's mouth, nostrils, eyes, and ears.

His eyes were red as he stared coldly at the tall man in black.

He said hoarsely, "Xiao Lian is not my disciple, she...she is my daughter!"

"What? Your daughter?" The man in black was stunned.

"Yes! She's my... my daughter! I was worried that my identity would bring trouble to her, so I never recognized her! But... not only did you kill her, you also humiliated her!

For more than sixty years, my only purpose in living has been to avenge my daughter!"

The man in black glanced sideways at his companions around him.

He didn't do what happened back then, but he couldn't possibly hand over the murderer who had bullied and killed Qin Xiaolian.

The man in black snorted, "Junior Brother Qin, if you had told me earlier that the girl was your daughter, she wouldn't have died. I'm sorry for this matter, Senior Brother. I'll repay you in my next life.

Tonight, Senior Brother will take you to reunite with your daughter."

As he spoke, the magic sword in the black-clothed man's hand turned into a strange light and shot towards the half-kneeling Qin Luo like lightning.

Qin Luo was now unable to resist. He just raised his sword slightly, and the long sword shot by the man in black pierced his chest.

Qin Luo looked down at the bloody hole on his chest. His eyes gradually became dark and his body slowly fell down.

The masked man stepped forward and grabbed the flying sword. He took off his veil and looked at Qin Luo quietly.

With a sad face, he said, "Brother Qin, have a safe journey."

"Hehe...you...are finished...finished...Master...Master has already...already..."

Qin Luo tilted his head and stopped moving.

The masked man bent down and picked up Qin Luo's sword and put it into the storage bracelet.

Turning back, he said, "Bury him with his daughter."

No matter what, they have been friends for hundreds of years.

He killed Qin Luo's daughter in order to force Qin Luo to join his camp.

Killing Qin Luo now is to keep everyone's secret.

But at this moment, a powerful force came from several miles away, and the illusion magic circle set up around the valley collapsed.

The man in black turned around and saw three strange lights flying from the southwest, two of which were extremely fast.

"No! Withdraw!"

The people who were about to deal with Qin Luo's body saw a master coming and did not fly away.

Instead, he activated the talisman in an instant and his body disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, Dugu Chan appeared above the valley.

He saw Qin Luo's body lying in front of the grave and the bamboo sword he had used sixty years ago.

His cloudy eyes flashed with coldness.

It was he who just broke the illusion barrier surrounding the valley, but unfortunately he was still a step too late.