Master's Secret

Jiang Yingli's gaze moved slightly, and he said, "No."

Ruan Zhouyao was obviously disappointed.

She Guizhen said, "Are we going to break in directly?"

Ruan Zhouyao glanced at Jiang Yingli and said, "Break in directly!" After speaking, he walked to the door and knocked on the door with a copper ring.

The sound of the copper ring knocking on the iron door echoed behind the door.

She Guizhen poked her head out and peeked at Jiang Yingli from behind.

But Jiang Yingli's glass eyes were calm and indifferent, which further made Ruan Zhouyao's restless behavior at this time.

Why is Ruan Zhouyao anxious?

She Guizhen stayed with him for a long time, but she still couldn't see through his thoughts.

The door was opened not long after.

A young disciple came to answer the door.

The young disciple was stunned as soon as he saw the people at the door, Ruan Zhouyao quickly shot and grabbed the young disciple by the throat.

"Uh—" the young disciple made a hoarse voice, struggling in his hands.

Ruan Zhouyao let go of his hand slightly, and said coldly: "This is the Yiwu Pavilion?"

The young disciple blushed and coughed, and said, "Yes, cough cough, it's Yiwu Pavilion..." He noticed She Guizhen wrapped around Ruan Zhouyao's hand in horror, and said, "You, what do you want to do?"

Ruan Zhouyao forced the young disciple to turn around and patted him on the back: "Take me to meet your pavilion master!"

The young disciple staggered, turned his head, and ran forward in panic.

Ruan Zhouyao stepped into the threshold first, and Jiang Yingli was a step behind him. When the two walked side by side, their eyes crossed...

The young disciple ran directly to a corridor in the attic. At the end of the corridor, a small lake pavilion was built on the lake.

Jiang Yingli and Ruan Zhouyao walked side by side to the entrance of the corridor, Ruan Zhouyao spontaneously took a step back, letting Jiang Yingli be in front...

"Pavilion, Pavilion Master, those two—disciple can't stop!!" The young disciple knelt in front of a cultivator in Huxin Pavilion and kept kowtowing.

"If you can stop these two, you don't have to watch the door anymore." The monk said, "A friend is coming from afar, and they are going to serve Immortal Yingli and the current national teacher a pot of good wine..."

The young disciple obviously breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Thank Pavilion Master for not killing me!"

Ruan Zhouyao watched the young disciple pass them by, almost at the speed of running away.

Jiang Yingli walked slowly to the outside of the pavilion in the center of the lake, and said coldly, "Since the master of the pavilion intends to entertain guests, why should he wear this gold and copper mask to cover his face?"

The owner of the Yiwu Pavilion sitting at the stone table touched his mask, looked over Jiang Yingli, and said with a smile, "Isn't the national teacher also wearing a mask? The reason why I wear a mask is similar to that of the national teacher. I just don’t want others to know what I look like…”

Ruan Zhouyao looked at Jiang Yingli reflexively.

Jiang Yingli's expression was still indifferent, and he said: "The pavilion master sent someone to kidnap my apprentice, did he want to confront Sanshan?"

The Pavilion Master of Yiwu Pavilion said: "Immortal Yingli is joking, Sanshan is so powerful, I am just an ordinary businessman, of course I dare not mess with Sanshan."

Jiang Yingli said: "Yishan Ceremony, you have deprived so many monks of their lives, you are so brave, and now you are talking about 'modest remarks'?"

The smile of the owner of the Yiwu Pavilion disappeared, and he said: "Xianjun thinks I will do that kind of thing?"

Jiang Yingli said: "The pavilion master thinks, who can do such a thing?"

The owner of the Yiwu Pavilion pondered for a moment, and said: "This is a long story to say..."

He asked Jiang Yingli and Ruan Zhouyao to sit down, but neither Jiang Yingli nor Ruan Zhouyao moved.

The owner of the Yiwu Pavilion said: "Perhaps the Immortal Lord knew that I was not the one who set up the formation. How about it, why don't you even want to sit down?"

Jiang Yingli took his seat with a cold face.

After Ruan Zhou shook, he stepped into his seat.

The monk who ran away brought a jug of wine and came to the pavilion in the middle of the lake to serve them.

The owner of the Yiwu Pavilion seemed to be really receiving guests. He ordered the monks to prepare a banquet, picked up the wine glass, and first offered a toast to Jiang Yingli.

Jiang Yingli only said: "I don't like drinking."

Ruan Zhouyao also remembered the incident of drinking the dew and going crazy earlier, so he didn't move.

The owner of the Yiwu Pavilion didn't care, put down his wine glass, and uttered a sentence: "That is the retribution the family deserves."

She Guizhen poked out half of her body from Ruan Zhouyao's sleeve, and leaned on the stone table.

Nearly 200 years ago, the dynasty in Xiaoyizhou was not named Mo, and the last emperor was named Zhao, who was a somewhat weak but wise monarch.

There are many schools of practice in Yan Futi, but ordinary people are always fewer than those who practice, and the influence of the imperial dynasty is much greater than it is now.

The common people are very willing to support the imperial dynasty, and many practitioners also come from ordinary families.

Practitioners voluntarily defend the Zhao Dynasty, and Huguo Temple is all practitioners, even wanting to protect the Zhao family's millennium foundation...

But it is a pity that this dynasty's wife, Zu Mo Zhou Yi, ruined all of this.

"The luck of the Zhao family is too strong, and the way of heaven will allow them to pass it on smoothly. At that time, Mo Zhouyi, the official of the dynasty, was appointed prime minister. He realized that the Zhao family was in trouble, so he did not follow Zhao's order to resolve the disaster. On the contrary, they took advantage of the calamity to usurp the Zhao family..." The owner of the Yiwu Pavilion glanced over Jiang Yingli and Ruan Zhouyao, and said, "This matter was not a secret at the time, but Yan Fu nominated the family. Upright, but no one can clear up the wrong for Mrs. Zhao!"

Jiang Yingli said: "At that time, Yan Futi also had disasters."

"The disaster, isn't it just that the lord of demons has come to the mortal world?" The owner of the Yiwu Pavilion sneered, and said, "It's ridiculous to say that Gu Dingling probably killed less than half of the people in the Huguo Temple. However, the entire Yan Futi is on the verge of an enemy, only to deal with a victim of revenge for the Lord, the really innocent Zhao family, but no one wants to stand up for them!"

Ruan Zhou suddenly said: "Could it be that your surname is Zhao?"

The owner of the Yiwu Pavilion said: "My surname is not Zhao." He toasted Ruan Zhou, shook a cup, and said, "But your mother is the princess of the Zhao family."

Ruan Zhou was startled, and She Guizhen was so excited that he couldn't help climbing up the stone table with most of his body.

The Pavilion Master of the Yiwu Pavilion said: "What cultivation level is Master Chonghua? He knew about the catastrophe of the Zhao family, but he was indifferent to it! He hypocritically accepted the brothers and sisters of the Zhao family as disciples, allowing them to escape the future death disaster." Drooping eyes With a sneer, he said, "But if he is really so merciful, why does he still sit back and watch Mo's usurp the dynasty?"

Jiang Yingli frowned and said: "Cultivators have to see the secrets of the sky, but they must not tamper with them arbitrarily - you are also a practitioner, you should know that avoiding catastrophes will only lead to greater catastrophes."

The Pavilion Master of the Yiwu Pavilion said: "If that's the case, why did he save the Zhao brothers and sisters?"

Jiang Yingli was startled.

Ruan Zhouyao said: "The aristocratic family was recruited later by the Mo family. 200 years ago, the aristocratic family had not yet formed..." He said, "Even if the Zhao family was wronged back then, what does it have to do with the aristocratic family?"

The owner of the Yiwu Pavilion asked: "Your Majesty, who do you think created the Buddha formation?" He said coldly, "The Tian family, the Kong family, the Tang family... none of them can escape!!"

Jiang Yingli said: "The hatred back then shouldn't be related to innocent people. If the person who destroyed the family really wanted to take revenge, why did he do it now?"

The Pavilion Master of the Yiwu Pavilion said: "Because back then, it was not the right time." He couldn't help showing a smile, with a strange expression on his face, "The Mo family used the heavenly calamity to destroy the whole family of the Zhao family. If the calamity comes again today, the Mo family will be wiped out , it's really a turn of events..."

Ruan Zhouyao said: "Is that so?" As soon as he finished speaking, he swiftly took off the cloak and mask of the Pavilion Master of the Yiwu Pavilion.

The author has something to say: Oh, hold everyone = 3 = soon, it’s over, my dear, work hard to finish the text within this month~