Evil Master and Disciple

The next day, early in the morning.

There was a knock on Ye Feng's door.

Ye Feng yawned, stretched, and carried the emaciated Sanzhier to the door. He opened it and said, "Xiaohong, why are you knocking on the door so early in the morning? You're really disturbing my sweet dreams!"

Hong Jiu said, "Something happened."

"What could happen?"

"The Xiaoyao Sword Sect was destroyed."

"It's old news. It was done by the Demon Cult. Are you stupid?"

"No... Last night, the Xiaoyao Sword Sect was completely wiped out, including Sect Master Liu Shiheng. Everyone was killed, and Liu Shiheng's head was also cut off."

"what?!"

Ye Feng was pleased to hear this and all his sleepiness disappeared.

He frowned and said, "That's impossible. Our Yunhai Sect's disciples just left Xiaoyao Peak yesterday at noon, and Xiaoyao Sword Sect was destroyed that night?"

"This is absolutely true. When I went downstairs just now, I met a few cultivators from Qinglong Mountain. I heard it from them. Right now, several seniors from Tianxing Valley and Baolong Temple are handling the funeral of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect disciple."

"Forehead……"

Ye Feng was slightly stunned when he heard this.

He glanced at Hong Jiu and said, "It can't be them..."

Hong Jiu made a gesture to silence him. Ye Feng frowned slightly, let Hong Jiu in, and then closed the door.

Yesterday morning, Ye Feng and Hong Jiu heard the conversation between Liu Shiheng, Wei Tianlin and others at Xiaoyao Peak.

Tianxing Valley, Baolong Temple, and that Linyuan Immortal Mansion all seem to be coveting the territory of Xiaoyao Sword Sect.

He said: "Why do I feel something is wrong? If it is really done by Wei Tianlin and others, then this is too hasty.

There are only a few people left in the Xiaoyao Sword Sect, and they are simply unable to compete with these sects.

"As soon as our Yunhai Sect disciples left, they wiped out the Xiaoyao Sword Sect? And they even cut off Liu Shiheng's head? This... is unacceptable."

Hong Jiu said: "I also think this matter is strange."

Now Liu Shiheng and Xiaoyao Sword Sect have lost their voice in the Qinglong Mountains.

With only a few dozen disciples, it is definitely impossible to defend Xiaoyao Peak, which has an excellent location.

However, Wei Tianlin and others would definitely not act so hastily.

After all, they are all righteous sects and are located in the same mountain range.

Even if Wei Tianlin wanted Xiaoyao Peak, it was unlikely that he would take such extreme measures.

All we have to do is use force to recruit or drive away the remaining disciples of Xiaoyao Sword Sect.

In one night, they killed an entire family and chopped off the head of the sect leader. The most important thing is that this happened just after the disciples of Yunhai Sect left. This is clearly a provocation to Yunhai Sect.

Wei Tianlin and the others are not that stupid.

Suddenly, Ye Feng whispered, "Xiaohong, do you think it's possible that Liu Shiheng's words yesterday were the cause of his death?"

Hong Jiu's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Old Ye, don't talk nonsense. What we heard yesterday will rot in our stomach forever."

Seeing Hong Jiu's unfriendly expression, Ye Feng nodded slowly and said, "It must be the Demon Cult. Yes, it is the Demon Cult..."

Although Ye Feng and Hong Jiu both suspected that this matter might be related to the Yunhai Sect.

But they absolutely cannot say it out loud, let alone dig deeper.

This could only have been done by the Demon Cult.

There is absolutely no possibility that it is related to the tragic massacre of the Guo family in Qizhou thirteen years ago.

It is even more impossible that it was done by the masters of Yunhai Sect.

This is what is called political stance and political correctness.

Ye Feng said: "This place is too crazy, we should leave Qinglong Mountain as soon as possible."

Hong Jiu nodded and said, "I'll go call Chuchu."

"Then I'll go call Shuang'er and Tianqi!"

Qin Chuchu and her cousin's room is right next to Ye Feng's room.

Everyone quickly gathered together.

Ye Feng didn't have breakfast. He just packed a few trays of meat buns for Sanzhier and then walked out of Yipintang.

After going out, Ye Feng looked at the white world that came into view.

He said in surprise: "It's snowing?!"

This was the first snow he had seen since coming into this world, and it felt a little unreal.

Hong Jiu said: "Let's go quickly."

Ye Feng nodded and said, "Yes, yes, let's go!"

Seeing Ye Feng's impatient look, the cousins ​​looked at each other in confusion.

They knew something had happened.

The snow had stopped at this moment, and everyone flew into the sky, heading north.

An hour later, the huge Qinglong Mountains were no longer visible.

The group did not stop and continued to fly. By noon, they were more than a thousand miles away from Wuyun City. They saw a huge inland lake under their feet and a towering city on the lakeside. Only then did they land.

We have arrived at Yueyang City in Yuezhou.

The vast lakeside is Dongting Lake, one of the five largest lakes in the Middle-earth.

In mid-air, Ye Feng was looking at the map of Kyushu against the cold wind.

He muttered, "Yueyang City? Dongting Lake? Damn it! I wonder if I can get free admission if I recite the entire Yueyang Tower Inscription."

Ye Feng discovered a long time ago that the geographical structure of mountains and rivers in this world was similar to that of the world in his previous life, and many place names were the same.

It’s just that the geography of this world has been magnified several times.

Therefore, the area of ​​this world is several times larger than the world we were once familiar with.

"According to the current geographical situation, we should have reached the border between Hunan and Hubei.

If we fly further northeast, we should reach Yangzhou, the largest of the Nine Provinces... My hometown seems to be at the junction of Yangzhou and Xuzhou, I have to go and take a look..."

Ye Feng muttered to himself.

"Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you? Are you tired? Do you want to go into Yueyang City and rest for a while?"

Yun Shuang'er asked.

Ye Feng nodded.

After finally arriving at a place with the same name as in his previous life, Ye Feng of course had to go and take a look.

Yueyang City is one of the eight ancient cities in Kyushu. It is adjacent to Dongting Lake and connected to the Yangtze River in the north. It is very prosperous.

When monks go down the mountain to gain experience and pass by Yueyang City, they will basically go in to appreciate the splendor of this great city in the south of the Yangtze River.

The group of five descended rapidly and flew north along the shore of Dongting Lake.

After an incense stick of time, they arrived at a bamboo forest south of Yueyang City.

It's snowing in Qinglong Mountain, more than a thousand miles to the south, but it hasn't snowed here yet.

Green bamboo forests, low mountain peaks...

Travelers and pedestrians coming and going on the official road.

Compared with Yueyang City, Wuyun City, which they left this morning, was simply a small, insignificant city in the countryside.

From a distance, there is an antique pavilion with hexagonal eaves on the tall city wall.

"Fuck, Yueyang Tower?! Here's my chance to show off again! I just don't believe there's a Fan Zhongyan in this world!"

Ye Feng once went to Yueyang Tower with the goddess. It was an attic located on the city wall.

I didn't expect that this world would overlap with the world of my previous life.

But he soon realized one thing.

Why is there overlap?

Hadn't the two worlds been separated as early as the pre-Qin period?

Could it be that in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period before the Qin Dynasty, there was already Yueyang City and Yueyang Tower in this place?