Evil Master and Disciple

"Yumian... I didn't expect that..."

Ye Fuyou's low and hoarse voice rang out in Ye Feng's mind.

Ye Feng asked, "Master, do you know Master Yumian?"

"Yes, we used to be very familiar with each other. She and your master Huang Youdao were both true disciples of the previous master of Yunhai Sect, Xuanfu Zhenren. Your master was the sixth oldest, and Yumian was the fifth. She was your master's fifth senior sister, so you should call her Fifth Uncle."

"Ah? So intimate!"

Ye Feng frowned and said, "Since the relationship is so close, why would Master want to steal her disciple's title?"

"I'm afraid even your master doesn't know about this. It must have been done by Dugu Changkong himself."

"Why? Uncle Yun Yi and Uncle Yu Mian are very close. It is impossible for Senior Brother to offend Uncle Yu Mian for such a small matter!" Ye Feng was a little puzzled.

He had met Dugu Changkong once. This person was smooth and introverted, and he handled things flawlessly. Even he, a love-sick man with almost zero emotional intelligence, knew that he could not offend both sides in this matter. Why would such a smart senior brother Changkong do such a stupid thing?

"Alas, the winners are kings and the losers are bandits. The world is always controlled by the winners. If you fail, you are nothing. Yu Mian has been able to live in seclusion in Lotus Peak for more than two hundred years without being disturbed. This is a blessing in disguise.

Your master Huang Youdao, although greedy and lustful, is also very loyal. If he knew in advance that Yu Mian's disciple had already been named Jingshu, he would not have given his daughter this name.

But Dugu Changkong was different. In his heart, or rather, in the hearts of most of the Yunhai Sect disciples, those people who had stood on the wrong side back then, although they had the title of elders, had no real power and were even inferior to ordinary elders.

Dugu Changkong still took Yu Mian's face into consideration and did not snatch it away directly. He also found an excuse for Yu Mian.

Even if he didn't make an excuse and directly revoked Yu Mian's disciple title and transferred it to Huang Youdao's daughter, what could Yu Mian do?

After all, it was Yu Mian herself who was blind and followed the wrong person.

If she had chosen the right team back then, she would definitely be a prominent figure in the world now, and she wouldn't have been hiding in Lotus Peak for over two hundred years."

Ye Fuyou's voice gradually became sharp.

He seemed to be feeling sorry for Yu Mian.

But more of it is regret.

I don’t know who I regret for.

As Ye Feng walked, he thought to himself, "That battle for the throne took place over two hundred years ago. I don't know much about it. I only know it was a fight between the Senior Uncle and the Second Senior Uncle, much like the situation between Senior Brother Changkong and Senior Brother Jinghong today. Senior Uncle Fuyou, were you also involved in that battle? Did you choose the right side?"

"If I had stood on the right side, I wouldn't have been imprisoned for over two hundred years."

"Ah? Is this why you were imprisoned for over two hundred years?"

Ye Feng was slightly shocked.

Master Yumian, who supported Master Uncle back then, was able to live a peaceful life.

How come this Uncle Fuyou has been imprisoned for so many years?

Uncle-master Yun Yi is the leader of the Yunhai Sect and the leader of the righteous path. He is respected and loved by the world. He shouldn't be so petty.

"Young man Ye, remember what you promised me. Don't mention my existence to anyone, or you will be killed. Do you understand?"

"I understand! I'd rather die than tell you!"

Having watched so many dramas about party struggles and palace fighting, Ye Feng certainly knew how dangerous and terrifying it was to take in a political enemy of a superior and let this political enemy teach him martial arts and supernatural powers.

Once the superiors know about this, I will definitely be eliminated secretly.

The sky gradually darkened, and Ye Feng walked alone on the bluestone path on the hillside of Xingluo Peak.

From the top of Xingluo Peak, many streams of light slowly flew down, creating a spectacular scene.

He wanted to do good deeds every day, but all the young disciples deliberately avoided him when they saw him.

Some of the good-looking female disciples, after seeing Ye Feng, did not simply avoid him, but turned around and ran away.

"Hey! Fairy, don't run! I'm not a bad person!"

Never mind, I’m tired of explaining.

There is nothing but helplessness.

Since I can't be a good person, then I'll just be a bad guy.

If the story happening in this world is regarded as an online novel, the righteous protagonist should be Dugu Changkong or Fu Jinghong.

As for his role, he is not even a supporting role, but can only be regarded as the little Karami among the villains.

"Is Fu Jinghong a fellow villager?"

This absurd and strange idea emerged in Ye Feng's mind again.

Judging from Fu Jinghong's words, actions and non-mainstream style, he looks like a time traveler.

However, when I exchanged secret signals with him before, he answered incoherently.

However, this cannot completely dispel Ye Feng's doubts about Fu Jinghong's identity.

Since I can come to this world inexplicably, why can't others be allowed to come to this world as well?

There are so many articles about double and multiple wearing in online literature.

Treating the world he lives in as an online novel, Ye Feng felt that his thinking pattern suddenly opened up.

But then, I felt endless fear.

It would be terrible if I were not the only one who traveled through time.

In Liu Cixin's "The Three-Body Problem", the Dark Forest Law was mentioned.

Every civilization wandering in the universe is like a hunter with a gun in a dark forest.

This theory also applies to time travelers.

Every time you travel through time, you should not reveal your identity. Once you do, you might not attract your fellow villagers, but rather [fellow villagers attack]...

Thinking of this, Ye Feng felt cold sweat on his back.

It was extremely stupid for him to exchange secret codes with Fu Jinghong earlier.

If Fu Jinghong is really a time traveler like himself, then he should have come here several decades earlier than himself.

He has understood the rules of survival in this world.

If I guessed wrong, it would be fine, but if I guessed right...

Then Fu Jinghong already knew that he was a time traveler.

But I couldn't confirm his identity.

This is very scary!

Thinking of this, Ye Feng only felt that there was a pair of cold eyes staring at his neck, ready to chop off his head at any time when he was not paying attention.

So, this guy turned around and ran...

I feel like I'm running a little slowly.

He drew out the purple-green divine sword and flew towards Fengling Residence.

The night gradually deepened in the ancestral land of the sea of ​​clouds.

The Yunhai ancestral land is located about thirty miles west of Xingluo Peak, near the foot of Luoxia Peak.

Here are buried the successive leaders of the Yunhai Sect over the past thousands of years, as well as some respected elders and predecessors.

The ancestral land is divided into two areas. One is the ancestral temple in the south. Inside the huge temple, the spirit tablets of the ancestors of the Yunhai Sect from generation to generation are enshrined.

Another area is located to the north of the ancestral hall. It is a lush green bamboo forest. There are many tombs distributed in the bamboo forest like stars. In front of each tomb, there is a stone tablet.

The Yunhai Sect was at its peak, with a lot of worshippers. These tombs were cleaned regularly, and even the tombstones that were thousands of years old were still very clean.

Recently, a new grave was added to the bamboo forest.

Unlike other graves, the tombstone in front of this new grave is a blank tombstone with no words written on it.

When people pass by, they leave their names, and when geese pass by, they leave their voices.

Those who are qualified to bury their Dharma bodies in this bamboo forest are all prominent figures of the Yunhai Sect throughout the generations.

This is the first time I have seen a monument without any words on it.

Late at night, in front of the inscriptionless monument.

The bright moonlight shines through the gaps between the bamboo leaves and falls on the ground, just like mercury falling to the ground, gathering and dispersing invisibly.

Dozens of tiny streams of light began to converge and formed a man.

The man was very tall, wearing a light green Taoist robe. Half of his hair was white and was tied up in a Taoist bun, with a very ordinary wooden hairpin inserted in his hair.

In the moonlight, you can see that the man has a long beard that reaches down to his chest and his facial features are distinct. Although there are deep wrinkles on his face, he has an extraordinary bearing and a calm gaze.

The words "sage-like" and "otherworldly" are most appropriate to describe him.

The mysterious old man stood in front of the inscriptionless monument, and his calm eyes began to flicker slightly.

Then, he sat on the ground and took out a rusty copper basin, a bag of paper money, two white candles, a pot of wine, and a handful of fine Zen incense from his storage bracelet.

The old man picked up a few pieces of paper money with his fingers, moved them slightly, and the paper money immediately burned.

He threw paper money into the copper basin.

Light the candles and light the incense in turn.

He picked up the pot of wine, gently poured some in front of the inscriptionless monument, and then took two sips from the pot.

"Hey, Big Brother, you must have hated me all these years, but honestly, I don't care, and I don't regret it.

I gave you a chance, and I was even willing to govern the Yunhai Sect with you, but you refused.

You told me not to implicate others and to treat Junior Sister Yumian and others well, and I did it.

You said you wanted to go down the mountain and live a mortal life, and I let you go. But why... why did you betray the Yunhai Sect and have an affair with the demonic witch?

Big Brother, even though you did so many wrong things back then, I was still tolerant of you. Believe it or not, I never thought of killing you.

I remember when I first became Master's disciple, I was very young. It was you who always took good care of me, taught me skills on behalf of the Master, and passed on the techniques to me. No matter how big a trouble I got into, you would always stand up for me.

The two peerless heroes of the Yunhai Sect were once famous throughout the world, and even made the demons and monsters of the Demon Sect tremble in fear. In those years, you and I worked hand in hand to travel the world, what a joy it was.

Oh, I can’t go back, I can’t go back anymore…”

After saying this, the old man sighed deeply, his eyes a little dazed.

He tilted his head back and took a sip of wine.

Then he murmured, "Big Brother, I have done my best for you. Old Six didn't kill the illegitimate child you had with the demonic witch. Of the two corpses he and Junior Sister Yuying brought back, the female corpse was indeed that demonic witch, but the baby boy's corpse was not your son.

Lao Liu thought he had done it perfectly, but in fact, all his actions were under my surveillance.

Lao Liu secretly placed your son at the door of a wealthy family in Qizhou. It was a family of cultivators. Your son was very hardworking and gradually became the adopted son of the head of the family. Yulong often went down the mountain to see him.

Sadly, twelve years ago, a master of the Demonic Cult suddenly attacked, and the family collapsed overnight. Your son died fighting, but your grandson survived, he is still alive, and you can rest in peace now.