Yun Waijing is owned by Dan Ning, the founder of Linxiaoguan.
It was originally just an ordinary round mirror, with nothing special about its workmanship or style. It's just that this mirror was placed on the mountain with him, in the most spiritual place in the whole room. In addition, the Immortal Chang devoted himself to enlightenment, and it accompanied him for hundreds of years before he gave birth to Fu Sang Shen. It is not an evil god, it also knows some magic, and has the ability to see things thousands of miles away. Regardless of its origin, it knows anything as long as it is in the human world, even if it is the end of the world.
Danning was promoted to the Immortal Queen, and Yun Waijing was left in the world. One day it disappeared, and there were no clues anywhere, as if it had disappeared out of thin air. Later, the owner of the door said that since it had its own consciousness, it was not impossible for it to slip out quietly without being stolen. The ascetics were indifferent to fame and fortune, and did not care much about the so-called treasures and immortal weapons, so the matter was settled.
The mirror itself has nothing to do with Xueyan Valley. It's just that there are rumors that the person who finally got it was the wife of the current sect leader. Some people even say that his enemies came to Zuo Jinmen not just for revenge, but to snatch Yun Waijing. This was also the reason why they were kidnapped first instead of being killed on the spot. But to this day, there is no news about Yun Waijing in the Jianghu. They speculate that maybe the mother and daughter were killed because his wife refused to tell. Some people also say that in fact, the mirror was not in her hands at the beginning. Naturally, there are also many people who say that Yun Waijing does not exist at all.
At dawn, Mu Wan's mind was filled with what Xie Huayao said last night. Both she and her sister were sure that this mirror did exist - the ancestors of the Xie Hua family, who were members of the Onmyoji family, had seen this mirror. Although neither of them had seen it with their own eyes, the person named Xie Hua knew that there was such a Yun Waijing from the education she received since childhood. There are definitely mountains and seas.
Dai Luan said at that time: "It would be great if we could find this thing, so that we can know where Wan Gui Zhi is. And... Shi Wuqi has gone somewhere."
Shan Hai sighed: "If he gets lost in the gap between the six paths, I'm afraid Yun Waijing can't do anything about it."
"So what exactly is Wu Yuangui looking for when he cares so much about it?"
"Maybe... the whereabouts of Master Mu Wan?"
Xie Huayao glanced at Aluan and felt helpless for her question. "Innocence" is not one of her characteristics, but it is definitely one of her weaknesses. Even Aling felt that this man seemed to be living a good life now. Did he really want the sect master to come back?
Lin Shanhai never dared to overestimate human nature. He just echoed: "Maybe, it is really like this."
Xie Huayao seemed to understand the hidden meaning of his words. She frowned, feeling incredible about this idea, but she didn't think it was completely impossible. Finally, she shook her head solemnly - if possible, she did not hope that her senior brother would really do what she thought.
"How much do you know about returning from afar? And our leader." Xie Huayao asked.
"Not sure, we just heard from Mu Wan that he is your sect leader's disciple, less than ten years older than her."
Xie Huayao sighed slowly and told them about the sect leader's past.
Xue Yanzong is the father of the current sect leader. Although he is resourceful, he yearns for a secluded place in the world. In his early years, he worked in the court and saw too many intrigues and intrigues, and he longed for a secluded life. After he left the court, he finally fulfilled his wish and opened up a territory in Xueyan Valley, which was still a remote and remote area, and founded the Xueyan Sect, specializing in making friends with literati and lay people.
It's just that his son, Mu Wan's master, was not an energy-saving lamp when he was young. His son is completely different from him. He likes to compete in martial arts and fight and kill. In his early years, he joined the army and performed meritorious service, and was deeply appreciated by the emperor. However, when he was about to be promoted and rewarded, his father refused. This created a formal estrangement between him and his father for the first time, and then they became even more incompatible. tidy. Due to his father's reputation in the court and the world, he naturally couldn't argue with him head-on, so he went around asking people to compete in martial arts as if to express his personal anger. Qi Qi would fall out when he drank, and insisted on arresting people to compete with him. In addition, he had superb martial arts skills. , many people stay away from him. But as his reputation spread, some people came to him specifically to discuss matters, and he accepted them. He made many brothers even though they didn't know each other.
With this reckless and chivalrous character who dares to love and hate, he has friends, enemies, and lovers. At that time, the Xue Yan Sect was already somewhat famous, but he had no intention of taking over his father's business. In this way, he shuttled back and forth in the bloody wind, and finally reached the moment when his horse stumbled. He lives away from home all year round and only has one beloved daughter with his wife. Because of the trouble he caused in the world, his wife and daughter were retaliated against. What greeted him home that day was neither his wife's meal nor his daughter's smiling face, only rivers of blood, and neither of them was anywhere to be seen - except for his wife's severed hand.
He went to inquire like crazy, but he only heard that people from the Zuojimen kidnapped them. It was a serious crime, and he didn't even know who was behind the scenes. So, he killed more people, and would rather miss a thousand people than let one go. He did not stop until his eyes were covered in blood and his eyes were red.
Then, his father was old and passed away suddenly. Both his mother and father closed their eyes during naps and never opened them again. He suddenly put down his sword.
He kept looking at the blood-covered eyes and never looked back for a moment. When he looked over, there was blood behind him. He seemed to have nothing worth picking up the sword, so - he put it down.
Everything is lost, is there any need to protect? He picked up the sword countless times and looked at his inhuman face reflected on the sword.
...Maybe there is.
Snow Inkstone Sect.
There are also children who have also lost a lot and are as lost as him - hasn't he been as willful as a child who has not grown up over the years?
With his martial arts skills and popularity, the Xue Yan Sect grew stronger. Many of them are orphans whose parents have died, and there are also some children who are disliked and sinners. He didn't care, he was a sinner himself.
Wu Yuangui was his first disciple and the last child of his enemy that he killed.
The Wu family was not the culprit who killed his wife and children, but was implicated in the search process. He was still young at that time, his mother passed away early, and he lived with his father. He happened to not be at home when his father was killed. To this day, Wu Yuangui does not know that his master is his father-killing enemy.
Dai Luan took a breath of air.
"This is too terrible. If Shan Hai killed my parents and I found out, I would definitely die with him!"
"... Since it didn't happen, you don't have to say it in front of me." Shanhai held his forehead, depressed and a little confused, "But since even Wu Yuangui didn't know about it, how did you know about it? Is it other than that? Is he himself known to everyone in the world? This seems unlikely."
Xie Hualing complained and said: "I didn't even know that this happened. I only knew about the sect leader's past - he didn't have any scruples and told everyone exactly like that. On the contrary, everyone admired his frankness and courage. It's just a matter of returning from afar. This is the first time I’ve heard of it, but Ayao didn’t even tell me!”
"Although I did not promise the victim not to tell anyone," Xie Huayao leaned back in his chair tiredly, "because of this, I don't know whether it is true or not, whether I am awake or a dream."
"how do I say this?"
"This was all told to me by a person when he was drunk. We were... not very familiar with each other. Fortunately, it was just the two of us that day, and no one else heard it."
"Is it the leader?" Dai Luan asked.
"It's Yan Muxue."
"..."
"In the past ten years, the master has accepted many disciples, and Mu Wan is the last one. Her horoscope and personality are very similar to his daughter - this is what he said personally. Even her age when she entered the school is similar to that of his daughter. His daughter was about the same age when she left. He did like her, but Yan Muxue... was the first female disciple he accepted. Her age and appearance were also very similar to his daughter. In other words, If Yan Muxue is still...still, still by his side, she is as big as his daughter."
"So he treated Yan Muxue as his own, and even told these secrets - maybe Yan Muxue was also under pressure and never mentioned it to anyone, but it was just because of an accident that you found out... Fortunately, the listener is You." Shanhai sighed.
"...are you telling the truth?"
This is the voice of the fifth person.
Xie Huayao suddenly turned his head, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound source - Mu Wan woke up at some point and stood at the door of the room, calmly listening to everything they said.
"Little, little junior sister" Xie Huayao stood up in a panic, "Listen to me, I didn't mean to hide it from you -"
"I know...I know everything, I understand."
Mu Wan said as he walked towards this side. Perhaps she was still drunk, so she staggered a little. Xie Hualing and Dai Luan both ran up to steady her.
If these stories are really unbearable, who would be willing to share them on the shoulders of those close to them.
Mu Wan smiled bitterly: "She just doesn't like drinking. I didn't practice drinking until I was a child."
Xie Huayao thought for a while and took out the stack of paper from his arms.
"You...now that you're awake, let's take a look at this. Aling and Aluan were playful and ran to Senior Sister Yan's room during dinner tonight. These things were found from her. I know how to take them It's not a good time to come...but I still want you to see if these are Mu Xue's handwriting?"
Mu Wan was stunned for a moment, then quickly grabbed the stack of paper and looked through it.
"This is not...it was sent by her family. It should be her father's handwriting. This is her mother's, who likes to chat about homely things...this is her grandmother's. She is a literati and has the most beautiful handwriting. . However, she has passed away now. Alas, I kept all the early letters from senior sister...ah, this is it."
"Which one?" Several people came up.
"This one, and this one...these excerpted poems are all written by her. Wait, where does this sentence...come from? Did she write it herself?"
Shan Hai took the piece of paper. Compared to other dense and neat papers, there are only a few sentences on it.
Close and far away, I return to Linghan night, half of the pond is covered with snow and inkstones, and the pear blossoms are withered.
"I haven't read many books, so I'm not sure if there are other sources. At least I haven't seen it..." he said.
Xie Huayao suddenly grabbed the remaining ones, and they were all poems. She looked through it repeatedly, looking increasingly nervous.
"...What's wrong?" Mu Wan asked carefully.
"It's different...it's really different."
