There are only three generations of the Wei family in Gusu, and starting from Wei Tianqi in the first two generations, every generation of descendants is an unparalleled talent. They are talented and outstanding, and they are all second to none in the martial arts world.
Wei Tianqi established his own sect and became famous in the world overnight. His deep inner strength and fierce desire were all over the world. However, he did not like the burden of fame and wealth. After his wife gave birth to a son, he retired to seclusion. From then on, he no longer had any troubles in the world.
, just drink the beautiful mountains and clear water and make fragrant tea.
How many years have passed, his legacy of independence and invincibility continues to be recited, but his name has been replaced by the honorific title, Wuya Old Man.
Nowadays, Wei Tianqi is more often mentioned as another identity - he taught martial arts to the leader of the martial arts alliance for six years and then became a blockbuster. He is the biological grandfather of Wei Moyan, the leader of Poyue Pavilion.
Wei Moyan is a person who has extremely weak kinship, even with the old man Wuya who has dual identities as master and grandfather. He has never been back to visit him in the four years since he left Xiluoshan. However, his respect for his master is still not inferior to that of ordinary people.
Xia Qingluan's wedding was announced to the world in a public post. Naturally, he did not forget his grandfather, who was thousands of miles away in the mountains. What he didn't expect was that in just three days, his outstanding grandfather was actually better than those who controlled horses.
People arrived earlier.
Most of the people in Poyue Pavilion are young people, and they have never seen the old man Wu Ya. The only Zi Xiu who is familiar with him came out with his sick body when he came to report that the old man had injured many young people and could not stop him. At a glance,
I was immediately overjoyed.
"Purple sleeves pay homage to the master."
At first, Hua Yu thought that her sudden half-kneeling was due to physical discomfort. Only when the honorific was spoken did she realize that the thin and hale old man with white hair and beard in front of her was actually Zixiu and the Pavilion Master's master, Old Man Wuya.
"Huayu, a late student, has met senior Wuya."
It is said that the masters always have some weird tempers, but old man Wuya seems to be no different from ordinary elders. He is dressed in simple clothes and shows his majesty. As soon as he appears, he overwhelms everyone's momentum.
"Ah Yue, your attic is too difficult to enter. It requires me, the old man, to work hard to get in. I don't know how Yan'er taught me." Old Man Wuya put his hands behind his hands and looked directly at Zixiu, with a slight hint of sullenness in his eyes.
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"Master, calm down, these disciples are usually under the control of Ah Yue, Ge... Mo Yan is busy with business and can't take care of too much." He whispered and dismissed the moaning disciples on the ground. Zixiu hurriedly got up and stepped forward to help the old man. Hua Yu
He hesitated for a moment and followed behind.
Zi Xiu's real name is Yun Yueying. Zi Xiu changed it after Po Yue Pavilion was established. Those days when she was sold to Gou Lan were unbearable and she didn't even want to mention her real name anymore. This was why Wei Moyan later asked all the children who entered the pavilion to give it up.
The reason for the real name.
In Xiluo Mountain, she and Wei Moyan practiced martial arts together for six years. Master always called her Ah Yue. Only this old man in the world could call her so affectionately. In Zixiu's heart, Old Man Wuya was like her relative, even though it was just because of the relationship with her.
The treatment that the Wei family received only after being friends for generations.
"Where did Yan'er go?" Old Man Wuya frowned. Just now he was blocked when he wanted to step into Poyue Pavilion. Now he was angry, but he was even more angry when he saw that Wei Moyan didn't come out to greet him.
"Grandfather?" The slightly surprised voice did not come from inside the pavilion, but from behind a few people, outside the main entrance of Poyue Pavilion.
It was rare that he had half a day to spare and he and Xia Qingluan found a quiet place to chat. The sound of urging horns coming from the pavilion forced him to give up the opportunity to continue being gentle and hurried back with Xia Qingluan.
"I thought you wouldn't come, but I didn't expect you to be the first one to come to congratulate me."
The old man in plain clothes glanced at the hands held by the two of them. Xia Qingluan's heart tightened, and she calmly tried to withdraw her hand, but was held tighter.
Wei Moyan's face remained unchanged, without even a trace of expression, as if he was facing an outsider: "The affairs in the pavilion have been busy recently. Please forgive me if I have been neglectful."
"No need to bother with hospitality, I just came to see you and Ah Yue - this girl never forgets to take responsibility for you, she is so infatuated."
One sentence was like a huge stone hitting several people's chests, especially Zi Xiu, who instantly turned pale.
Her thoughts about Wei Moyan had already been noticed by the master at sunset. The old man who did not adhere to secular etiquette not only did not stop her because of her decayed body, but instead repeatedly advised the two of them to get married as soon as possible according to the contract of fingertips.
I just don’t want to postpone it until today, when everything is different from before.
"Senior, I'm tired from the journey. Why don't we arrange a place to rest first? The divorce is still a few days away. If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it later." Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Shao Bi, who came after hearing the news, hurriedly smoothed things over and winked at Hua Yu to take the lead.
Zixiu left, but before he could make any move, Old Man Wuya took the first step and pointed the finger at Xia Qingluan.
"This girl is Yue Lao's apprentice?"
There was a hint of impatience in Wei Moyan's eyes, and he deliberately kept a calm tone: "Yes."
After pondering for a while, old man Wuya walked up to the two of them and looked at them carefully. His eyes fell on the middle, and the two hands were still clasped tightly and never relaxed.
Without any warning, Xia Qingluan rushed towards Xia Qingluan with her thin palms. The wind passed by her palms was fierce and fierce, showing no mercy at all. Xia Qingluan was caught off guard and was unable to defend herself. Compared with the famous grandmaster of Kyushu, she was inferior.
Too far too far.
Zixiu's heart was in her throat. As a disciple of old man Wuya, she was very aware of the consequences of this palm fall. Moreover, she also understood very well why the master did this. If Hongxian was injured, all the blame would lie there.
For her, no one else is to blame.
In one thought, everyone has very different thoughts.
After all, the palm did not fall smoothly, and the dark sleeves flew quickly, gently and slowly, creating a barrier between the two.
"Qingluan is recovering from a serious illness and is very weak. If grandpa wants to test it, he should wait until later." A cold light flashed in his cold eyes, and the hand he held was tightened by three points.
Maybe, this marriage won't go well.
"Okay, I won't embarrass her." Turning around and walking to Zixiu's side, old man Wuya sneered. His majestic aura made people afraid to get close. Looking at the woman in white who was being protected by Wei Moyan, unknown fire surged into his heart:
"I don't care who the girl is, I just want to ask, do you know that Yan'er and Ah Yue have been engaged for a long time?"
There was a brief silence.
"I know." Xia Qingluan raised her head stubbornly, and warmth spread from her palms.
Nothing will ever shake her determination again, life and death, love, hate, anger and obsession, he has proven to her what true sincerity is, so she can't live with him.
Although I still feel sorry for Zixiu in my heart.
At this point, the reason why Old Man Wuya came in such a hurry is obvious - he is not satisfied with this marriage.
He often dismissed the rules of etiquette, but only the word "love" occupies a very important position in his life. The Baiyue Yun family, who had been friends with the Wei family for generations, was killed because of his only son Wei Bugui, and the orphaned young girl Yun Yueying was forced to lose her virginity and sell herself.
It was a huge debt. For so many years, he had pointed out that one day his grandson would marry that gentle and graceful woman. At least he would have an explanation for the Yun family's spirit in heaven.
Who would have thought that the long-awaited good news has nothing to do with Yun Yueying, but another unfamiliar name with a bloody and vicious name, Hongxian.
The descendant of Yue Lao, the number one killer in the world, who entered Poyue Pavilion with the secret of mysteries, a cold and ruthless female devil who kills without mercy. These are the rumors that can be heard in the tranquil sunset mountains.
The long eyebrows and slender eyes that are very similar to Wei Moyan are narrowed into gaps. His mouth is as cold as a knife, and every word is sharp.
"To seize love with a sword and disturb other people's families, does the girl still know how to write the word "honesty"?