The hard way to raise an apprentice

Yi Wuyou naturally knew that Xiao Qirui was here, otherwise Xiao Qirui would not have entered Xiaoyaomen so easily. He wanted to stop him and punish him, but someone stopped him.

"Let him in." The man in white said while drinking tea.

Yi Wuyou was in a small building. The small building was not big, but it was very elegant. He stood in the room and looked at the man in front of him very respectfully.

The man who Yi Wuyou had to stand and talk turned out to be the one who chatted with Gu Yi back then. I think Gu Yi was always sitting on a chair and looking at the attic wantonly.

"But he is a Demon Cultivator, or a Demon Lord." Yi Wuyou was puzzled, but the man sat leisurely on the chair, holding the blue and white teacup with his slender white fingers, the heat slowly rose and was blown away.

The room is full of tea fragrance.

"Whether it's a demon cultivator or a demon venerable, once something happens, it's useless to stop it." The man in white spoke calmly, as if he was talking about an ordinary mortal rather than a dangerous demon venerable. Then he raised the teacup in his hand, asked, "Do you want tea?"

"...You know I can't touch the things here." Yi Wuyou shook his head helplessly.

That's right, all the buildings here are illusory, the chessboard, pen and paper, winter lotus, tea, and even the man in white in front of him...

Everything here is fake.

"Ah, I've been alone for too long, I forgot." The man in white froze for a moment, then shook his head with a smile, "Let him in, just don't make a fuss."

"Yes." Yi Wuyou nodded, got up and left with a bow.

After going down the stairs, he came to the room facing the wall. Naturally, Yi Wuyou didn't come to the wall, but it's a pity that he could only find the man in white from here.

He glanced back, and the stairs were gone, just a wall.

He was willing to trust that person only because he was the one who led him to the Xiaoyaomen when he was a child wandering outside and taught him everything, and he became the head of Xiaoyaomen today.

Yi Wuyou also asked the other party why he was always in the room facing the wall, and the man said that he made a mistake, so he faced the wall and thought about it.

But what kind of mistakes would such a great person make to trap himself here for thousands of years?

Yi Wuyou didn't know.

Yi Wuyou left, and the attic seemed to have lost the only breath of life. The man in white was motionless. At first glance, his sitting posture was calm and dignified, as if implying all the emotions he couldn't express in an ancient posture.

The man leaned against the back of the chair, looked at the teacup, and suddenly looked up at the picture already mounted on the wall.

The woman in the yellow shirt in the painting has delicate eyebrows, her eyes are as clear as water, exuding a lightness, she is clearly a woman, but she is awe-inspiring, she does not have stunning beauty, but it is unforgettable.

The man in white only took one look at her, and formed a relationship of 1 years.

He put down his teacup, got up and stood in front of the painting. It seemed to be raining outside, and the raindrops hit the eaves tiles outside the small building, as if turning into the hustle and bustle outside the house that night 1 years ago.That night, the gentle woman in the painting had cold and scarlet eyes, and rushed out of the besieging crowd with a domineering and irresistible momentum.

"Sure enough, you still blame me, Ah Li."

Only some peak masters and elders knew about Demon Lord Xiao Qirui's return, and none of the other Xiaoyaomen disciples knew about it.

After all, Xiao Qirui is the Demon Lord, except for the monks who participated in the battle of Tianxuan Mountain, no one else knows.

Moreover, since the day Xiao Qirui came back, he seemed to be dutifully in front of Gu Yi's apprentice, completely forgetting that he was a Demon Lord.

It's just that after a few days of getting bored with Gu Yi, Xiao Qirui disappeared, and at the same time Qin Feng disappeared suddenly. He was also one of the people who knew Xiao Qirui had returned. Apart from that, Xiaoyaomen had nothing else to do.

But the devil is still approaching Xiaoyaomen, the demon-sealing tower of Tianxuan Mountain collapsed, and the tower guards were forced to retreat by the devil. At this moment, the devil's attack is bound to be another big battle.

Although the leader Yi Wuyou came back, Xiaoyaomen lost two peak masters, Feng Yunfeng died in Tianxuan Mountain, Qin Feng disappeared, and the demon clan also had the new demon master Xiao Qirui and demon ancestor Jiang Li.

But the most puzzling thing is what Mo Zu said that day.

If Xiaoyaomen Ye Xiangfeng does not appear, this battle will never end!

Could it be that the ancestor of Xiaoyaomen... is still in Xiaoyaomen! ?

No one knows, because Ye Xiangfeng disappeared after the second head took over, and no one has seen him since. Some said that he ascended successfully and went to the New Immortal Realm, while others said that he saw through the world of mortals and retired to the mountains and forests.

Some people also said that he might be dead. There are various speculations, and no one knows which one is true and which one is false.

But let's not talk about these things at the moment, because they will hold a funeral in two days.

The funeral of some monks who died in Tianxuan Mountain, and the funeral of Feng Yunfeng, the master of Qingtai Peak.

Gu Yi was not invited, and it is uncertain whether Su Yan will go to Bai Yuan, because Su Yan didn't even watch Feng Yunfeng's body put into the coffin.

In fact, Su Yan wanted to take one last look at the beginning, but after being persuaded by Bai Yuan, Su Yan left without looking back.

It doesn't matter if you don't watch it, Bai Yuan doesn't want Su Yan to watch it.

Bai Yuan looked at the repaired glazed fan in her hand. When the fan was delivered, almost all the bones of the fan were cracked. Bai Yuan knew that it was Su Yan's mother's bones.

Ruthless enough, but if it is Su Yan, Bai Yuan can understand, Bai Yuan knows this because of the letter left by Feng Yunfeng.

It's hard to imagine that Feng Yunfeng's last letter was not for Su Yan, but for Bai Yuan.

Maybe he felt that Su Yan might not read it.

The letter explained the matter between him and Su Yan, including the fact that he caused Su Yan's dantian to be abolished. Su Yan resented him for a long time, and said that he had already gone to Tianxuan Mountain and was not going to come back. Download the materials, and hope that Bai Yuan can help Su Yan rebuild the glazed fan.

The eyes were suddenly blurred, a big tear fell on the fan, Bai Yuan hurriedly wiped it off.

That guy Feng Yunfeng... actually asked her...to use his own bones to repair Su Yan's glazed fan.

Feng Yunfeng mentioned in the letter that Su Yan told him that he didn't like his fan, and Feng Yunfeng only found out the reason later, since he didn't like Meng Jingshu's bones... he himself is a high-level monk after all, so using his own bones will definitely make him better. All right.

Just tell Bai Yuan not to tell Su Yan, he is afraid that Su Yan will not like it.

Bai Yuan gritted her teeth and put the glazed fan into the wooden box, wiping her tears while putting it in, she didn't forget to show her affection to herself, what an idiot.

So she was glad that Su Yan didn't watch Feng Yunfeng enter the coffin, otherwise, seeing such a mutilated body, Su Yan wouldn't want this fan even if she died.

On the day of the funeral, the sky of Xiaoyaomen was full of white cranes.

Bai Yuan and Ye Ming prepared for the funeral together, hoping that after Gu Yi regained his memory, he would not blame her for not letting him see Feng Yunfeng for the last time.

"Little brother...won't you come by yourself?" Bai Yuan asked Ye Ming worriedly.

"Yesterday, the white crane called all day, but he didn't come. The head of the sect just gave him an ancient sword book. Xiaoyaomen is full of people and birds singing. Gu Yi doesn't like crowded places. He probably...wouldn't come. .” Ye Ming looked around.

At this moment, Xiaoyaomen seems to be a gathering of many disciples that are rare to see, but it is eerily quiet, only the white crane keeps whining.

The young disciples are still taking refuge in Tianyou State. If they were here, perhaps they would not be as sad as they are now, and there would be a sad silence everywhere.

Gu Yi was practicing swords at Qingyuan Peak today, and there was the last plate of snowskin mooncakes on the table. Xiao Qirui said it was enough for him for two days, and he came back after eating.

Gu Yi still thought a little funny, is he a child?Is this coaxing him?

What the hell... is he shameless?

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky. The sound of cranes had been going on for the second day.

"Why, there is always the sound of cranes?" Gu Yi frowned, and put away Liu Yuanjian.

It's been so long since he's been back, and he hasn't seen Feng Yunfeng yet. Although his apprentice can also make dim sum, Feng Yunfeng is a veteran after all, and it's time to order dim sum!

Gu Yi cheered on his thick skin in his heart, got up and went to Xiaoyaomen.

He saw the solemn and solemn expressions of countless Xiaoyaomen disciples, and they all went to the inner gate together.

"Where is this going?" Gu Yi stopped a disciple and asked.

"Let's go to Wuwangya." The disciple was stunned for a moment, then said, "Are you the Peak Master Qingyuan?"

"What are you doing there?" Gu Yi was puzzled.

At the top of Wuwang Yading, there is a tombstone of Ye Xiangfeng, the ancestor of Xiaoyaomen, and Yaxia is the place where many monks of Xiaoyaomen are buried.

What are you doing in Wuwangya?

"Today, Feng Yunfeng, the master of Qingtai Peak, will be buried."

Like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Gu Yi froze in place, unable to move, as if he had fallen into a hole in the ice, his whole body was stiff.

Who will be buried?Qingtai Peak Lord?

Qingtai Peak Master Feng Yunfeng?

Xiao Qirui was in a good mood when he returned to Qingyuan Peak. After all, he just caught a hot chicken and avenged his master, but when he found that there was no one on the top of the peak, Xiao Qirui panicked.

It happened that Xu An and Qin Se Lezhi were back, and they were caught and asked.

"The peak master asked us to go to Jianzong Pagoda to get books, what's wrong?" Xu An and Qin Se Lezhi both held a large stack of books and looked at Xiao Qirui puzzled.

"... Fuck!" Xiao Qirui turned around and ran towards Xiaoyaomen.

But he was a step slower.

"Master!!!" Xiao Qirui rushed over suddenly, but he was away for two days. Why did the master who didn't like the excitement suddenly come to Xiaoyaomen? Wait... Why are there so many people in Xiaoyaomen?

"He, is he dead?" Gu Yi stared blankly at the other party.

"Who's dead?" Xiao Qirui suddenly thought of something just as he asked. Seeing the sad expressions on the faces of the group of monks, he might know... what these people are going to do.

"Have you forgotten?" The disciple looked at Gu Yi suspiciously, "The master of Qingtai Peak died in the battle of Tianxuan Mountain."

Coincidentally, today is Feng Yunfeng's funeral.

"Master, let's go back to Qingyuan Peak!" Xiao Qirui said hastily.

"The Battle of Tianxuan Mountain...?" Gu Yi was stunned, looked at Xiao Qirui's hand holding his wrist, and suddenly looked up at Xiao Qirui.

"Xiao Qirui?"

"Master." Xiao Qirui felt nervous for a while.

"What the hell did I forget?"

At the same time, Gu Yi, who was drunk from drinking a few cups of peach blossom wine in the sea of ​​consciousness, suddenly felt a chill behind his back and woke up.