Kong Yifan has been uneasy since he came back after discussing things with his master and two uncles the day before yesterday.
Listening to his master's plan, he wanted to lead his five junior brothers and sisters to take the opportunity to escape from the secret passage in the back mountain when the war came, so as to preserve the last strength of the Shuangyang family in order to hope for a comeback.
But Kong Yifan was an orphan since he was a child and was abandoned by his parents outside Shuangjiao Town. At first, he was raised by the people in Shuangjiao Town. Later, when Kong Qiu was passing by, he accidentally noticed that Kong Yifan had a strange skeleton and was a good young man who practiced martial arts and Taoism.
Although he was young, he was smart and had a heart for the Tao, so he became his beloved disciple and taught him carefully.
Kong Yifan was only six years old that year.
When Kong Yifan first arrived in this Shuangyang family, he only had a nickname named Xiaofan. Because when his parents abandoned him, he had a jade pendant with the word "Fan" on it, so the family who first adopted him simply called him Xiaofan.
An aristocratic family is no different than a sect that only cares about the spiritual integrity and moral integrity of the gatekeepers. An aristocratic family values the intimacy of blood ties.
If Kong Yifan hadn't had Kong Qiu, the clan leader, to stand up to all odds, and because of his intelligence and academic success, the younger generation would not have been given the surname Kong.
Kong Yifan practiced in the mountains for 40 or 50 years before he achieved the Huangdan Dao that he has today. Every time he thought of the master he loved like his father and the friends in his clan who would suffer such a disaster, his heart ached like a knife.
Today, he suddenly felt tired while sitting in his room practicing meditation, so he walked out of the room and wanted to walk on the Shuangjiao Mountain and take a good look at the beautiful scenery that he had already seen clearly.
When the disciples passing by saw him, they stopped and said hello.
Suddenly, a member of the clan came running from a distance along the mountain road. Seeing Kong Yifan's face beaming with joy, he hurriedly spoke.
"Senior Brother Yifan, your adoptive father has come to see you. He is waiting for you at the Yuhua Pavilion at the mountain gate."
When Kong Yifan saw that the junior fellow guarding the gate in front of him was about to look for him, he smiled and clasped his fists.
"Junior Brother Yiyu, please bother me with this trip to find me. I will go with you right now."
Kong Yifan thought that his adoptive father was in trouble and needed his help, so he hurriedly quickened his pace.
He originally planned to go down the mountain to his adoptive parents' home tonight to help them escape to Liyang Mansion. He was afraid that he would be innocently implicated, and he never thought that his adoptive father had already come to look for him.
Along the way, I saw Na Yiyu following closely behind Kong Yifan, saying from time to time.
"Senior Brother Yifan, please slow down."
The mountain gate is about one or two hundred feet away from Pingfeng on the mountainside. Kong Yifan asked a few more questions on the way and found out that his adoptive father did not come alone but was accompanied by a handsome young man. After asking that handsome man again,
The young man's appearance and dress suddenly reminded me of someone.
When it was time to drink tea, the two came to the mountain gate. They saw three young disciples stationed at the mountain gate. There was a shelter from the rain more than ten feet away, and two people were sitting inside.
One of them is Kong Yifan's adoptive father Wu Tian, and the other is Wang Dalu, who has been separated from him for many days.
When Wang Dalu saw Kong Yifan appear, he stood up and took two steps forward, speaking first.
"Brother Kong, you haven't seen me for a few days. Do you want to hurt me?"
Kong Yifan heard this.
"I thought that we would never see each other again in the future, but it's really gratifying that we can meet today."
The two exchanged a few words, and Kong Yifan said hello to his adoptive father Wu Tian.
When he asked why, he found out that Wang Dalu's eight people were temporarily staying at his adoptive father's house. He also knew that Wang Dalu's trip was for him, and he couldn't help but feel grateful.
After the two people reminisced about old times, Wang Dalu asked directly.
"Brother Kong, I don't know when the Tiansha organization will attack. Did he tell you in advance?"
Kong Yifan shook his head and said.
"The disciples sent by our clan to inquire for information reported that they did not find out any information about the Tiansha organization. They seemed to have disappeared out of thin air."
When Wang Dalu heard this result, he asked.
"Could it be that someone from Tiansha knew that you invited the Changqing faction to come for reinforcements and didn't plan to attack?"
Kong Yifan then told Wang Dalu what his master Kong Qiu had said in the main hall.
"So there are only less than five days left for Tiansha to attack Shuangjiao Mountain."
Wang Dalu did not expect that the leader of the Shuangyang Clan, whom he had never met before, was so sure that Tiansha would definitely attack, and that he would find it difficult to deal with the calamity and leave a backup plan.
"Brother Kong, what are your plans in mind? Otherwise, you should leave with me now, and I will arrange for someone to take you to my Nanshan City to avoid disaster. People who believe in Tiansha will not be able to find you there for the time being."
Kong Yifan stood up from the stone chair and saluted Wang Dalu deeply.
"Thank you for your kind words, my dear brother. I just ask my dear brother to take my adoptive father and adoptive mother to Liyang City for temporary refuge tonight, and come back when things get better here."
Seeing Wang Dalu nodding in agreement, Kong Yifan knelt down and worshiped Wu Tian, who was already in tears on the chair.
"Father, I may not be able to serve my two elders if I am unfilial. Please forgive me."
Wu Tian was just an honest villager. Although he didn't know the dangers of the world of cultivation, he knew from the conversation between Kong Yifan and Wang Dalu just now that his adopted son might encounter something unexpected, so he just cried for comfort.
Kong Yifan was determined, kowtowed a few more times, stood up, turned back and walked up the mountain, ignoring old man Wu behind him who tried his best to cry.
In the evening, Wang Dalu returned to Shuangjiao Town and explained the situation to the remaining people, and asked Master Li and six others to accompany Kong Yifan's adoptive parents to Liyang to wait for him and Mr. Nie.
Master Li and Wang Dalu shed a few lines of tears as they parted ways.
It was only two days before the Shuangyang family received the blood evil order.
In Shuangjiao Town, Wang Dalu and Old Turtle are at the home of Kong Yifan's adoptive parents. Now they are the only two here, and the rest have stayed in Liyang City to wait for news.
Nie Zi's old eyes were drowsy and sleepy, and he suddenly stood up and jumped out of the open window, leaping into the night sky and looking at Shuangjiao Mountain in the distance.
Wang Dalu also came out to watch and heard Nie Zidao.
"The people from Tiansha have arrived and are attacking the mountain at this time."
Wang Dalu was flying in the sky with his sword, but he didn't notice anything strange about Shuangjiao Mountain. He just felt that the mountain was dim and the moon was dark, so it couldn't be seen clearly. However, when he looked carefully at the mountain, there seemed to be a faint flash of red light.
"That is?"
"If this old slave's guess is correct, it should be the rumored blood evil magic circle, which uses the blood of living people as a guide to cover the entire Shuangjiao Mountain, making it impossible for humans and animals to take a step inside."
There were endless shouts on Shuangjiao Mountain, and people wielding flying swords came from time to time in Baizhang Hall.
When Kong Yifan heard the police whistle, he immediately came to the hall with his sword and followed the instructions of his master.
When he arrived, he saw only eight people in the hall. He was about to go up to talk to Confucius when he suddenly heard the sound of flying swords piercing the air behind him. It was the arrival of seven people from the Evergreen Sect.
As soon as the two elders Qingyang Qingzhi arrived in the hall, they quickly asked about the situation of Kongqiu Tiansha's visitor.
Confucius also knew nothing about this. The disciples who went to various places to inquire about the news must have encountered something unexpected. Otherwise, how could the enemy appear at the mountain gate and only the gatekeepers came to report it.
Confucius asked the disciple who had just reported the news to tell the seven people of the Changqing sect about the situation outside the mountain gate.
When they heard that Tiansha's men did not attack but instead arranged a red light formation, Qingyang and Qingzhi looked at each other, and both saw a hint of solemnity and worry about facing the enemy in each other's eyes.
I thought that the appointed time would come in two days, and Tiansha would give up the plan to attack the Shuangyang Family because of their help, but I didn't expect that they still came. Knowing that they were here, I still came anyway, so I must have made complete preparations.
The two elders of the Evergreen Sect looked worried, but the other five juniors were eager to annihilate the invading enemies one by one, letting Tiansha know how powerful their Evergreen Sect was.
Confucius and the two Changqing elders signaled, and each led his disciples to go to the mountain gate to meet the enemy with their swords.
I saw dozens of colorful lights flying down the mountain in an instant.
At this time, a large number of clan members gathered at the mountain gate, all holding swords and tremblingly staring at the scarlet magic circle rising a hundred feet away in front of them, and the figures of the Tiansha organization under the magic circle moving in the darkness.