The villain is respected

Yue Yanjin hadn't slept for a moment in three days.

It can be said that after Yu Jianhan came to Baicang Pavilion to look for him, he never closed his eyes for another night.Now he is in the dusty scripture building, flipping through the classics almost frantically, his eyes are bloodshot, he is like a duckling that has just heard the thunder, and he is in constant fear.

no!no……

Flicking his fingertips, he flicked through the familiar volumes one by one, and then reached out to grab the bookshelf.

Finally, an old tattered tome fell from the shaky bookshelf, splashed a cloud of dust, and the ink was scribbled on it, but it was only half written, and the owner discarded it.

Yue Yanjin stared blankly at the booklet, he froze in place, tears welled up in an instant.

In a daze, he saw the white-bearded old man touching his head again, and sighed: "Yanjin, you must always remember that it is right to pursue, but you must not cross the line in the future."

The old man looked up at the sky, pointed at it and said seriously: "This sky is not the sky."

At that time, Yue Yanjin didn't understand the meaning, he just stared blankly at the sky, and then he turned his eyes back to the old man—the master's face was full of sadness and sighs that he had never seen before.

The scene of that day, like a vivid painting, has been engraved in the most secret corner of his heart, exactly.

Until his master folded his sleeves and lay down in the mahogany coffin, until everyone gave the result that "Baizhi Pavilion will not commit suicide if it exceeds the deadline", he still can't forget, dare not forget the last words of his master.

This day is not the day.

It's a puzzle.It was the last puzzle left to him by his master.Yue Yanjin knew that his master hoped that he could solve it, but at the same time hoped that he would not pursue it any further.

Later, even though he lost the protection of his elders, he still stumbled to gain a firm foothold in Baizhi Pavilion, made friends with his confidants, and lived a carefree and unrestrained life, but hid all his desires in daily trivialities.

He thought that he might not be able to solve this riddle in his life.

But just a few days ago, Yu Jianhan came to Baicang Pavilion to look for him - that person had saved his life, so he gave him Baizhi Pavilion's unique summoning method.

At that time, the embarrassed Yue Yanjin half-jokingly said: "If fellow Daoist Yu encounters any serious trouble in the future, you can come to Baicang Pavilion in Qiannan to find me."

But Yu Jianhan back then was already the first disciple of the Chengyun Sect, and later he became the Kyushu Sword Master. Please let me say that he didn't encounter any troubles. fixed.

But just a few days ago, he received this summons that had never been used.Although full of doubts, Yue Yanjin went to the appointment on time, and he really saw the man at Baicang Pavilion.

With just one glance, he saw the problem.

The world-renowned Sword Master of Kyushu, but now his complexion is slightly pale, with a kind of frailty as if recovering from a serious illness, dressed in white in the ancient pavilion on the top of the mountain, especially bleak.

Yue Yanjin suppressed the doubts in his heart, pretended not to know anything, bowed his hands and saluted as usual, and said with a smile: "Jianzun is a busy person, how can he find time to catch up with me?"

Unexpectedly, Yu Jianhan was uncharacteristically, and didn't add much greetings. He idly supported Yue Yanjin, but said slowly and seriously: "Brother Yue, I take the liberty to interrupt you this time. I really have something to ask..."

"What's the matter?" Seeing his unusual expression, Yue Yanjin instantly understood the seriousness of the matter, and said seriously.

"Brother Yue has a lot of friends and many contacts. Please ask Brother Yue to find someone who is reliable in Jiuzong, and then find what is necessary to help me with one thing."

……

Yue Yanjin's hand trembling toward the old book, the questions and answers between him and Yu Jianhan echoed in his ears over and over again - he could almost recall the shape of the green pine beside the Baicang Pavilion that day.

He heard it again, in the Baicang Pavilion, after a moment of silence, he asked a hoarse question.

"A reliable person, a necessary thing? Where did Sword Master say that..."

Who is reliable and what is necessary?Or rather - who is not to be trusted.

At that time, Yue Yanjin seemed to have felt something, his heart was beating fast, and there was a sharp and piercing phantom sound in his mind, but he did not dare to relax at all, waiting for the man's final answer with bated breath.

He engraved everything Yu Jianhan said in his mind word by word, and now, he read the proof again——

"This matter needs to be avoided by Mu Xu, the head of Cheng Yunzong."

Yue Yanjin anxiously flipped through the second half of the worn-out book, his trembling fingers stroked the ink characters on it - Cheng Yunzong.

Yu Jianhan's slow and firm voice continued in his memory: "The leader of the Canglang Temple."

The three ink characters after Chengyunzong are "Canglangguan".His eyes were blurred.

"Zen Master Jue Nian of Fo'en Temple."

Pata——The ink characters of "Fo'en Temple" written on the page were blurred by the sudden drops of water.

The words of the person next to his ear continued, and the names Yu Jianhan said were all famous and powerful talents in the cultivation world.And all the names happened to correspond exactly to the things written on the broken book.

"Chengyunzong, Fo'en Temple, Canglangguan, Jianxinmen, Yanhua Palace..." Yue Yanjin read the names written in the book and engraved in his bones over and over again, his voice trembling, until In the end, he lost his voice, choked up and couldn't speak.

"Yi Yunting."

He was like a child who had lost everything, sitting alone in a dusty attic, holding the last relic of his master, crying loudly.

Back then, when he watched his master being buried in a barren hill because of "becoming a demon and committing suicide", he didn't shed a single tear.

When he lost his master's protection and was bullied and excluded in Baizhi Pavilion, he also survived.

Being tricked into the forbidden area by his fellow disciples, he almost broke all his bones, and when Yu Jianhan rescued him, he could also laugh.

Because Yue Yanjin believes that this is the only way to solve the problem, and the meaning of his life is to spend his whole life uncovering the problems that his master gave him with his life.

But now, all his inferences have come to fruition, and when he is only one step away from the final truth, he can finally vent all his grievances and pains.

It was never his master who was wrong.

His master didn't fall into a demon, nor did he commit suicide... No one believed it, but he knew that someone did kill him.He has been wronged for more than a hundred years and cannot rest in peace.

"Master..." Yue Yanjin was like a lost child, sitting on a bustling street, crying heartbreakingly, but the person he was closest to had long since been unable to come back.

His voice was hoarse, as if he was comforting someone through the void: "Master, this sky is not heaven... What you said back then must be Yi Yunting. I have searched for so many years, but I can only find out a rough name of them. I can only guess which sects are involved. But now, they are all standing in front of me, completely standing in front of me..."

"Back then, you had already found out. They are like ghosts, manipulating all living beings, the mortal world, the world of comprehension... Wherever there is a disease, where there is war, the forces of evil and evil will ebb and flow, and they will never cross the border."

"I thought it was the way of heaven and nature, and the balance of yin and yang." He laughed, mocking endlessly, and his words were desperate and stern, "but this is not heaven. They decide who should live and who should die at will, just like gods Sitting on the clouds, you can maintain the 'fairness' in your own eyes just by moving your fingers. What we look up is just what they want us to see."

"Master, you once said that for thousands of years, the situation of righteousness and demons has maintained a delicate situation. The hatred between the two sides has been deliberately intensified, but inexplicably maintained in a situation of small fights. There are always some The small sects and sects were annihilated in the hostility, like sacrifices..."

Yue Yanjin's face was full of tears, he slowly smoothed the wrinkled pages, and finally put his head on it overwhelmed, as if he was accepting the old man's kind comfort.The moment he closed his eyes, the tears finally burst out again.

"Now I finally understand that they are indeed sacrifices. All high-ranking and powerful people, no matter whether they are righteous or evil, are in Yi Yunting and control everything in the world. Maintain your own supreme authority. And in order not to let the situation expand, when the situation is extremely tense, you only need to sacrifice the chosen sacrifices to each other, and you can appease both sides by exchanging one for one..."

"Why, they can decide the life and death of others at will like this? If they are not gods, how can they make decisions!" His eyes were flushed, and his tone was stern and decisive.

"Yu Jianzun asked me to contact a reliable Taoist friend of the Nine Sects, and prepare a thousand catties of cinnabar and tens of thousands of spirit-binding ropes... He said that within a month, he would set up a formation of all spirits around the Eastern Paradise Sea. Although he I haven't said much, but I can conclude that he knows about Yi Yunting's affairs, and the people he mentioned are all Yi Yunting's participants."

"Yu Jianzun's condition is very bad, he is just like you back then..." Yue Yanjin closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that he knows what is destined to happen."

It was as if he knew that he was about to usher in death.

"Dong Lu Hai..." His hands slowly clenched into fists, his knuckles turned slightly white, "It's Dong Lu Hai again, what exactly did you find out back then? Now what did Yu Jianzun discover... to make you fight one after another Death?"

Yue Yanjin raised his eyes, the tears on his face were still wet, as if he was making an oath, he said sonorously: "But no matter what happened there? I must reveal the truth with my own hands."

"Now, it's time for the mayfly to see the world clearly."

On the broken page next to his hand is the last case written by the elder Fei before he committed suicide. There are only three words on it——

The Eastern Wild Sea.

A hundred-foot mountain peak, a pavilion of hundreds of vicissitudes.

"Yu Jianzun, tell me...if this sky is not heaven, what is it?"

After finishing the words, I saw that the sword master in white gave him a slightly surprised look first, and then he seemed to see through everything, his eyes were full of clarity.

He looked up at the vast sky, just like the master in Yue Yanjin's memory, showing a sad smile.

He said: "This sky is not sky, that is Yi Yun."