I advise madmen to be good people

"How can it be so exaggerated?"

I smiled and said, "If it's inconvenient for you to come and go to Yuan Hezong, send a letter, isn't it the same when I go out to see you?"

"Sovereign, you live here, but you really don't hear anything outside the window."

Feng Die walked up to me, curled her lips in dissatisfaction.

"Do you know that your good apprentice intercepted all the messages I sent, and replied to me in a righteous way, telling me that you are recuperating now and cannot be disturbed in any way. It's the same if you have anything to say to him, huh, then Can it be the same? Does he still want to be the master of our Wancheng Sect?"

I was slightly taken aback.

Yao Yunqing told me in advance that he would shut out all those people who came to visit and show his hospitality, so as not to disturb my purity. I am indeed lazy to deal with those boring people who have their own ghosts. So I let Yao Yunqing arrange it for me, but I didn't expect him to even reject Fengdie.

Although I didn't say clearly that I still have the identity of Wancheng Sect Master, Fengdie brought Wancheng Sect to bring Yao Yunqing a lot of convenience and help these years. With Yao Yunqing's intelligence, he wanted to guess My relationship with Wan Chengzong is also easy.

But now he refuses to let Fengdie see me, I really never thought of this.

"Okay, Yun Qing is still young, it is inevitable that there will be inappropriate things in his actions, so don't bother with him."

While talking, I took two cups from the tea tray, poured steaming fragrant tea, and pushed a cup to him.

"sit."

"Sovereign, you just get used to him."

Fengdie snorted and sat down with some resentment.

"Three years ago, you said you were going to hunt down Ming Yixin, take back the tears of the sea, and ran away after leaving everything behind. You asked me to be sent by Yao Yunqing, a little boy with no hair at all, and you didn't want Wan Chengzong to come back again." Doing the burning, killing, looting, and earning a lot of money in the past, the Wancheng sect is declining day by day. Not only is life tight, but even its power is gone. Now that the magic gate is mentioned in the world, we The Wancheng sect is no longer ranked!"

I couldn't help smiling.

"Isn't that good? I finally got rid of the shit pot. Don't you like to be called a monster in the world?"

"What's the matter!"

Feng Die angrily knocked on the table.

"It's not just shit, but Wan Chengzong's money bag and status in the world! The disciples are used to living a happy life of licking blood and domineering, but now they are asked to be human with their tails between their legs. How aggrieved! Ah, if this continues, we might as well just wash our hands and break up."

"Or else."

With a thought in my mind, I suggested: "You simply don't want to be a crooked sect anymore, just change the Wancheng sect to a decent sect, and when you go out in the future, everyone will call you a hero, isn't it more majestic than the demons of the Momen sect?" Much nicer?"

Swallow Die's sip of tea immediately choked her throat, she coughed so much that tears almost came out, it took a long time to calm down, and stared at me with a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes.

"Correct evil and return to righteousness? Sovereign Master, you are also a person who has been out in the world for a few years. How can you be so naive? Just based on the things Wan Chengzong did in the past and the people he killed, you have forged countless blood feuds in the world. Now If we want to turn around and be good people, the evil way will not tolerate us, and the right way will not help us, and when the time comes, we will end up in a terrible and miserable end!"

I silently held the teacup in my hand, stared at the floating tea leaves for a while, and opened my mouth softly.

"No matter how difficult it is, you have to try, even if it's just a start and make a little change, just like the foolish old man who moved the mountain, and the inheritance of the children and grandchildren continues. One day, Wan Chengzong can completely get rid of the darkness and mud, and stand on the rivers and lakes with integrity. , even if there is no prestige, but at least, you can have a clear conscience, and future generations don't have to be pointed at their noses and scolded like rats crossing the street, what do you think?"

Feng Die opened her mouth, apparently wanting to refute me, but she didn't say it for some reason. After a pause, she drank the cold tea in her hand as if discouraged.

"There's no need to think about the future. The Wancheng sect is in big trouble right now. If it doesn't work out, it might just be wiped out."

"What's the big trouble?"

I looked at him with some surprise.

"Is there any powerful enemy who wants to seek revenge? Even Ming Yixin didn't destroy Wan Chengzong's family before. Is there anyone more powerful than him?"

"Humph."

Fengdie twitched her cheeks painted with red rouge, looking very disdainful.

"Ming Yixin is powerful, but he thinks highly of himself, his eyes are on the top of his head, and he only knows how to practice martial arts with one mind, and he doesn't care about everything else. If it wasn't for snatching tears from the sea, he wouldn't even bother to deal with our Wancheng sect. It's too dirty for his hands."

There is some truth to this statement.

Ming Yixin is indeed supercilious, like standing alone on the pinnacle of the peak, untouched by mundane affairs, not fond of joy and excitement, nothing can catch his eyes.

Of course, he is an exception to me.

"The enemy who came here now has a lot of background, suzerain, you should ask for blessings, don't go out and run around recently, if they fall into their hands, I'm afraid that you will be tortured and your life will be worse than death!"

"What kind of hatred is it that has something to do with me?"

"Although it has nothing to do with you, it has something to do with the old suzerain."

Feng Die didn't immediately go on to say what it had to do with my cheap dad, but instead looked up at me and asked another question.

"Sovereign, have you heard of Huai Ling Palace?"

"Huai Ling Palace?"

I pondered for a while, and seemed to be a little impressed.

"I've heard some, it seems that their palace master is a woman, and often makes his disciples go everywhere to search for good-looking boys and girls, grab them back, wash them with medicine to wash away their memories and let her drive them, and they like to make trouble at other people's wedding banquets , forcing the bride to kill the groom’s family, making good husband and wife enemies, taking pleasure in this, and causing a lot of tragedies.”

"Yes."

Fengdie nodded.

"In the past, the Huai Ling Palace was always a small affair, and it didn't make much of a difference in the Jianghu, but recently, they have been showing off a lot. The palace owner took in a foster daughter from somewhere, and called her the young palace. Lord, this woman actually knows the art of puppet. With her in Huai Ling Palace, it will be turned upside down. Any site she likes will be snatched, and any sect will be destroyed if she refuses to accept it. Abnormally, the puppets who are not afraid of injury and death are going to attack the next sect, but within a month or two, they have already conquered fifteen cities in a row, and I think it will come to us soon."

I can still vividly remember the fierce appearance of those puppets I saw in the mine in the past. Hearing what he said, my back started to shudder.

"Doesn't it take a long time to refine a puppet from a dead person? How did the Young Palace Master refine it so quickly and easily?"

"Then who knows, maybe this woman is born to be a devil."

Feng Die changed the subject, and said: "Leave her alone, the old suzerain is related to another person, Huailing Palace Master Zhen Yuan, she is your half-sister."

what?

Am I not an only child?Where is my sister from?

Feng Die seemed to understand my doubts very well, and then began to explain.

It turns out that Zhen Yuan's original name was Leng Yuan, and she was expelled from the Wancheng sect before I was born.

It is said that it was because of a private life-long agreement with an enemy, and a secret knot in the fetus, which angered the old suzerain. After killing the man, he gave her a bowl of abortion medicine, drove her out of the house, and even removed her name from the genealogy. over this daughter.

She suffered a lot outside and hated her father and Wan Chengzong so much that she even changed her surname. Later, relying on her beauty, she caught up with some people from the rivers and lakes, gradually gained her own power, and established the Huai Ling Palace .

It's just that when the old suzerain was alive, he suppressed Huailing Palace very hard. She couldn't make any waves at all, let alone take revenge. She didn't catch her breath until the old suzerain passed away, and the disciples under her hand also developed more more and more.

Recently, Zhen Yuan got the help of her adoptive daughter, and she was out of control. She almost acted recklessly in the arena and was unbeatable. In order to protect themselves, many sects took the initiative to bow down to her and recognize her as the master. Now When the world mentions "Demon Gate", they are not referring to the Wancheng Sect, but the Huailing Palace.

"If you want to ask who your sister hates the most now, it's probably you."

Feng Die said: "You are the only son of the old suzerain, and she will not let you go, so I came to you and asked you to make preparations and find a way to deal with her."

Somehow, what happened to my sister always gave me a feeling of déjà vu.

After Fengdie left, I stayed in the yard alone, staring at the white epiphyllum in full bloom for a long time before I finally remembered it.

Wasn't the first weird dream I had before was about a woman being pregnant and being beaten with a mandarin duck?Could it be that that poor daughter and ruthless father are my original family members?

However, why should I, an innocent person, be required to bring retribution for the sins suffered in the previous generation? If I go to Zhen Yuan to ask for peace now, and move it with reason and love, will she stop doing it?

I haven't found Ming Yixin yet, I can't die... I was lying on the bamboo chair in my wildest thoughts, and just fell asleep like this.

In the early morning of the next day, when the cheerful chirping of the birds in the tree woke me up from my stupor, it was Yao Yunqing's handsome and elegant face that caught my eyes.

He lowered his body and stretched out his hand towards me, his fingertips just touched my clothes.

"Yun Qing?"

I yawned and sat up, looking at him puzzled.

"Why did you come here so early?"

He took his hand back calmly, and smiled at me, revealing a mouthful of neat and shiny white teeth.

"I want to go out to practice, and I came here to say goodbye to the master. I didn't know that when I came, I saw the master sleeping in the yard. I was afraid that you would catch a cold, so I wanted to wake you up and go back to sleep."

"Go out to practice?"

I leaned on the back of the chair, resting my forehead with my hand, slightly surprised.

Yuan Hezong will select some inner disciples to go to the rivers and lakes to deal with some difficult and miscellaneous matters from time to time, so as to hone their will and eliminate those who are not strong-minded. Generally, it is enough to send a disciple with more senior qualifications to lead the team, like Yao Yunqing, the head disciple of the suzerain, does not have to do such drudgery.

"Yeah, the world is not peaceful recently, I'm afraid the disciples won't be able to handle it, so I want to go there in person, if I can solve the disaster in one fell swoop, it will also be a good thing for Yuan Hezong to make a name for itself." Yao Yun said lightly.

"Okay, then you should be careful in everything."

I gave him a few instructions, thought about it, and then took out a small cloth bag from my sleeve and gave it to him.

"It's filled with pyrotechnic beads. If you encounter an enemy you can't beat, just smash a few on the ground, and a large cloud of smoke will explode immediately, and you can take the opportunity to escape."

Yao Yun took the cloth bag lightly, his eye sockets were a little sore, something seemed to come out, but he suffocated it back.

"Master."

He suddenly knelt down in front of me and grabbed my hand.

"You'll still be here when I come back, right?"

Is this because you are afraid that I will leave without saying goodbye?

"Of course."

I pulled my hand away and smiled at him.

"I'm still waiting to drink Guan Yin's wedding wine, I won't leave."

Yao Yunqing's eyes suddenly burst into light.

"It's a word."