"Do you ever remember that the founding master predicted that our Heavenly Sword Sect would be in danger of being destroyed and that it would be impossible to break the situation for a long time?" Ye Tiansheng asked.
"Remember."
Duan Qingfeng nodded.
Ye Tiansheng continued: "Then do you think our Tianjian Sect's crisis of annihilation has been solved now?"
Duan Qingfeng's eyes widened and he asked in surprise: "What do you mean?"
"Yes, our Heavenly Sword Sect's deadlock has been over!"
Ye Tiansheng stroked his beard and said with a smile: "And this is where that gentleman understands justice the most."
"His style of work should be called a saint in this world, and his mind is as high as the sky."
"Because Peng Xian'er was so blind, he didn't kill everyone, he just destroyed my Tianjian Sect's mountain gate as a slight lesson. He even used this lesson to solve my Tianjian Sect's dead end, and also gave me
What an opportunity!"
"So what is this other than a current saint?" Ye Tiansheng asked rhetorically.
Hearing this, Duan Qingfeng suddenly realized.
The fact is indeed as Ye Tiansheng said, although the foundation of his Tianjian Sect was destroyed, the sect members were not damaged, and the deadlock that had been unbreakable for ten thousand years was solved.
Originally, he had been unable to get out of the sadness of the mountain gate being destroyed. At this moment, the gloom was finally gone.
Ye Tiansheng said with admiration again: "So now when I think about what my husband said to me when he rejected the dead game, what's the point of guarding a dead game? It's better to play a new one, I understand what the real meaning is."
That’s interesting!”
"It turns out that he was reminding me that our Heavenly Sword Sect should be reborn!"
"Fortunately, I didn't act rashly at that time, otherwise I would have walked into the abyss of eternal destruction!"
"yes!"
Duan Qingfeng was also filled with emotion.
I originally thought that this time would be a catastrophe for his Heavenly Sword Sect, but in fact it was the blessing and rebirth of his Heavenly Sword Sect!
"By the way, ancestor, forgive me for being ignorant, what happened to that draw?"
Duan Qingfeng couldn't help but ask again.
Hearing this, Ye Tiansheng sighed and said solemnly: "This should be regarded as that person's final warning!"
"Because he can defeat me easily, but in the end it ends in a draw. This is equivalent to telling us that he can destroy our Tianjian Sect in countless ways, but he is willing to leave us a way to survive. This is letting go.
After we find our way out, we need to take care of ourselves!"
"Therefore, we must not let down the great righteousness of our predecessors. At the same time, we must rectify the sect and prevent things like Peng Xianer from happening!"
"In addition, when the mountain gate is rebuilt, a statue of a saint will be built based on the original image of Mr. for people to worship. Anyone approaching the Tianjian Gate must kowtow three times."
"As commanded."
Duan Qingfeng nodded solemnly, his eyes full of gratitude towards that person.
Because this person is truly the work of a saint, and he is worthy of all this because he has given him the gift of rebuilding Tianjian Sect.
In my heart, I also felt deeply remorseful for my previous resentment towards Yi Feng.
Looking at the direction Yi Feng was leaving, he bowed deeply.
Two days later.
Because Tianjianmen is not far from Meixian City, Yi Feng has returned to Meixian City and gathered with Old Man Wang and others.
After resting for a day, Yi Feng was ready to continue his journey with everyone. After all, he was still thinking about his disciple's marriage.
Yang Tianyu and a group of others said goodbye to Yifeng one after another, with reluctance on their faces.
"Everyone, I would like to thank you all this time, but I still have important things to do, so I will take my leave for now." Yi Feng said softly.
"Let's go slowly now and see you off senior."
Everyone said respectfully.
"By the way, how can I contact you in the future?" Yi Feng thought of something and asked again.
Seeing this, everyone became very excited.
After all, if Yi Feng can say such words as Chang Liao, he has obviously agreed with them!
Thinking of this, everyone took out a teleportation jade slip and said, "Sir, you can contact us at any time through this."
Looking at the jade slip in his hand, Yi Feng was quite surprised.
He knew what this thing was. It was similar to the phone in his previous life, but he could afford it. Apart from being a cultivator, he would be a wealthy person.
As expected, those who pursue art are all wealthy people.
After putting away the jade slips and saying goodbye, Yi Feng and his party rushed all the way down to the river.
After traveling for more than half a month, we finally arrived at our destination, the Yun family in Hanchang City, Xiajiang River.
On the painted red Zhangwu gate, there are red silk tied with large flowers, red lanterns hung on the eaves on both sides, and red silk wrapped around the entire courtyard wall, making it look full of joy.
Yi Feng stood outside the gate with his sleeves rolled up, thinking about the news he had just heard, with a sad look on his face.
The Yun family is getting married tomorrow.
The bride is none other than his precious disciple's first love, Yun Mengtian.
As soon as he heard the news, Zhong Qing's eyes turned red, he clenched his fists tightly and became silent.
"Apprentice, it's okay, Master is here."
Yi Feng comforted him and went directly to visit the Yun family.
After some twists and turns, Yi Feng finally brought Zhong Qingshi to the Yun family living room.
The first one.
Sitting there was a middle-aged man drinking tea. He was Yun Sheng, the head of the Yun family and Yun Mengtian's father.
Suddenly, he put down his tea cup, glanced at Yi Feng and Zhong Qing lightly, and asked, "Are you from Pingjiang City?"
"good."
Yi Feng smiled and nodded.
"My Yun family seems to have nothing to do with you. Why do you come so far away? Please explain your intention!" Yun Sheng asked directly.
Yi Feng touched his nose, and after some small talk, he directly explained his origin.
After saying that, the master and the disciple stared at Yun Sheng closely.
Especially Zhong Qing, he was full of tension.
"Hahaha……"
But Yun Sheng laughed loudly, looked at Yi Feng and asked: "Your Excellency, are you joking? Can't you see that my daughter will get married tomorrow?"
"I know, so this is why I am so urgent." Yi Feng explained: "But my disciple and your lady do like each other, and I hope that the head of the Yun family can comply with the wishes of the younger generation."
"Hahaha, what a wish for the younger generation."
Yun Sheng smiled mockingly, then subconsciously looked at Zhong Qing next to him, and asked: "Let me ask you, you said that your disciple wants to marry my daughter, what can you come up with, or in other words, what qualifications does your disciple have?"
"To be honest, I am fully prepared for this visit." Yi Feng said, "I have five hundred thousand gold coins here, which is considered as my betrothal gift to the Yun Family Master."
"Hahaha, half a million gold coins." Yun Sheng said with a smile: "What do you think of my Yun family? You want to marry my daughter for half a million gold coins. You are too whimsical."
"Isn't it enough..."
Yi Feng frowned.
This is really his entire fortune.
"Forget it, I won't embarrass you anymore, just leave now!"
Yun Sheng waved his hand, stood up and said: "I'm not afraid to tell you that the person my daughter is going to marry is Ye Wuchen, the young master of the Ye family. Maybe Ye Wuchen himself doesn't have much outstanding talent, but his Ye family is my Han
Ye Tianci, the eldest brother of Ye Wuchen, the first family in Changcheng, is the captain of the outer gate of Chuixue Villa."
"So, even if I agree to you, the Ye family is unlikely to agree, so you'd better give up on this to avoid getting into trouble."
After saying that, he winked at the two subordinates next to him.
"Let's go, let's go."
When the two subordinates saw this, they quickly pushed Master Yi Feng and his apprentice out of the door.