Ji Ziyue stood tall and graceful, with skin as thick as gelatin, crystal teeth, and eyes full of aura. She grabbed Ye Fan, a little suspicious, and said, "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to find a quiet place to practice. Instead of envying the power of big people, I should become stronger myself." Ye Fan walked towards his residence.
"Let's go to the appointment at Xingfeng. If we don't go, they will really think we are afraid." Ji Ziyue said.
"Forget it, go on your own, I'm going to practice." Ye Fan didn't want to go to Xingfeng, lest he cause trouble again.
In the end, Ye Fan practiced quietly in a deserted mountain and began to think about his own path.
Shang Yi embarked on his own business path early, Zhang Wenchang embarked on the path of nature, Zhou Yi also found his own way of Bagua and created the "Zhou Liuxu Jing", Pang Bo has the blood of the demon god and has the inheritance of the Qing Emperor
, one’s own path also has a direction.
Only he himself, although the scripture he practices is the Tianzun scripture, he still has not found his own path. In the short term, he may be able to gain the upper hand based on his physical fitness, but in the long run, he will fall behind.
In the next few days, important people came to Taixuan Sect from time to time, all of them came for the two sages, the old madman and Wei Yi. The ancient temple in Zhuofeng almost became a sacred land.
No idlers can get close at all, and the people who can sit cross-legged inside are all famous people, and they are enough to shock anyone.
"He is the old man in Tianxuan Stone Square in the Holy City!"
Someone recognized the identity of old man Wei Yi and remembered that he was once the gatekeeper of Tianxuan Stone Workshop.
"Hiss~!"
Such speculation immediately made everyone take a breath of cold air. Some people felt uneasy because they had gone to Tianxuan Stone Shop to buy it for zero yuan; some were thankful because they had not taken action against Tianxuan Stone Shop because they were afraid of it.
In the end, the big shots from many forces looked at each other and walked up to Wei Yi in a tacit understanding, expressing that the major holy land families were willing to help the two old men rebuild Tianxuan Holy Land.
Now Qinglian King Yanjing is carrying the Qing Emperor's soldiers and the Qing Emperor's heart to forcefully establish the Holy Land of the Demon Clan in the Eastern Wasteland, which really gives them a headache. Without being able to awaken their own heritage, they naturally want to let Wei Yi and the old madman.
Two sages took the lead.
What's more, the old madman's condition is not good, and it is easy to contain the energy of the old man Wei Yi.
If there is another primitive holy land to bind old man Wei Yi, they are very willing, and they can even send some undercover spies to secretly learn the inheritance of Tianxuan Holy Land.
If old man Wei Yi was really walking alone in the Eastern Wasteland of Beidou, many people would be uneasy and unable to sleep.
On this day, Xingfeng sent someone to invite Ye Fan, Ji Ziyue and others again. The person who sent the letter made it clear that there was no malicious intention, just to ease the relationship between the two lines.
"It's okay anyway, so let's go take a look." Ji Ziyue agreed and dragged Ye Fan into the area where Xingfeng was.
She also wanted to see with her own eyes Hua Yunfei, the ruthless inheritor of the "Swallowing Heaven Demon Technique", to see if he was as dangerous as the rumors said.
The person leading the way did not lead them to the main peak of Xingfeng, but to a group of secondary peaks.
Here, the mountains are beautiful, the scenery is beautiful, the mist is like smoke, lingering on the top of the mountain, the water is gurgling at the foot of the mountain, and the ancient trees are accompanied by old vines, making it very quiet.
In front, on the green grass, some young men and women were sitting on the ground. In front of each of them was a wooden table filled with fruits and fine wines.
"Ding ding dong dong"
Among them, a man in blue is playing the piano. His hands are fluttering like butterflies, giving people a feeling of agility and lightness. His fingers are running across the strings, and the music is beautiful and pleasant, making people feel peaceful.
Seeing the arrival of Ye Fan and Ji Ziyue, the man in blue stopped playing the piano and stood up first, followed by the others.
"With the arrival of several people, the flowers and plants all over the mountains and fields suddenly became brighter..." The man in blue was very polite, smiling, and invited everyone to take their seats.
He is tall and tall, no more than 24 or 25 years old. His aqua blue clothes are fluttering in the wind. He doesn't speak much, giving people a soft and agile feeling.
It can be said that this man in blue has a unique temperament that makes it easy to get closer to people and make people like him.
"I have been in seclusion for more than two years. I just came out of Xingfeng today. I learned that there was some friction between my Xingfeng disciples and Zhuofeng. I invited a few of them to come here today just to apologize, with no other intention."
This person's name is Hua Yunfei, which is quite similar to his name, like flowing clouds or blowing wind, giving people an ethereal and ethereal feeling.
Ye Fan shook his head and said:
"Brother Hua, there is no need to apologize to me. We are not disciples of Zhuofeng, we just stayed in Zhuofeng temporarily with friends earlier.
It’s better to talk about the internal affairs of Taixuan Sect with Zhuofeng’s disciples Zhang Wenchang and Ji Ziyue!”
Since the other party treated each other with courtesy and was very polite, Ye Fan naturally wanted to return the courtesy.
Hua Yunfei raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the ordinary Zhang Wenchang and the quirky Ji Ziyue.
I hadn't noticed it just now, but now when I looked at Zhang Wenchang, I immediately realized that the feeling on Zhang Wenchang was very similar to that of Li Ruoyu.
Hua Yunfei smiled and said:
"It seems that Junior Brother Zhang has really obtained Master Li's true biography. I'm so happy and congratulated!"
Then he said solemnly:
"I'm not being hypocritical. In recent years, the Xingfeng has been at its peak, which has caused many disciples to become complacent and arrogant. They think that the Xingfeng in Taixuan is the only one, which is very bad. I have heard about it for a long time.
Previously, someone calculated that Junior Sister Ji and Fellow Daoist Ye were my Xingfeng’s fault!”
Hua Yunfei is very sincere, elegant and has a smart temperament, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.
Zhang Wenchang knew very well that the lord of Xingfeng was named Hua. In the history of Taixuan, half of the sect leaders came from Xingfeng, and half of them had the surname Hua. It can be said that the Chinese surname played an important role in Taixuan Sect.
In fact, the founder of the Taixuan Kai Sect was named Hua. Therefore, although the surname Hua is powerful, no one thinks it is excessive, and even thinks it should be so.
After everyone greeted each other, they sat on the grass.
"Today I will show my shame and play a song to apologize to Zhuofeng. This will put the blame on others and we will live in harmony from now on."
Hua Yunfei stroked the guqin with both hands, and the tinkling-dong-dong music came out, like a clear spring flowing under the moonlit night, making people feel calm and peaceful.
This is an apology song with a certain meaning, but for Ye Fan, he can only hear a certain artistic conception, but not the allusions.
On the contrary, Zhang Wenchang blended into nature and fully felt the meaning of Hua Yunfei's music. He even displayed the allusions in the music in his mind, immersed in Hua Yunfei's piano music.
Zhang Wenchang's changes were naturally noticed by everyone. Ye Fan's eyes were slightly strange and he thought to himself:
"Is this the so-called bosom friend? Boya and Ziqi?"
At this moment, Hua Yunfei's hands are light and nimble, stroking the strings like flowing clouds and flowing water, like fairy mist, giving people a very ethereal feeling.
Although he is a man, he is more agile than a woman, playing beautiful music, like a clear spring flowing, like moonlight flowing down, plain, hazy, harmonious and tranquil.
The music of the piano actually outlined a picturesque and wonderful scene, and everyone was immersed in it. Later, even the birds were attracted.
A thrush was a little timid, but it finally landed and stopped in front of the piano. Soon after, an oriole landed, attracted by the sound of the piano. In just half a quarter of an hour, hundreds of birds landed on the grass.
Stand in front of the guqin.
This is a strange scene. The flying clouds are as ethereal as immortals, and the whole person is like bells and whistles of the spiritual wisdom of heaven and earth. Hundreds of birds come to pay homage and blend with the scenery, as if they are one with this small world.