Not knowing the inside story, everyone in the sect raised their glasses to congratulate Song Yuzhi on his recovery. Only Qi Lingbo and Dai Fengchi looked coy and averted their eyes. Yin Qinglian simply did not attend. It is said that she has recently become obsessed with Taoist scriptures. She burns incense and prays every day, recites sutras with concentration, and is about to become a Taoist temple as the sky above Shuanglianhuachi Palace is filled with incense.
Song Shijun was in a low mood and could not relieve his sorrow. After the banquet, when he was drinking tea in the quiet room, he turned his head and asked Cai Zhao: "Tell me about the arrangements of the people and horses at various passes in the demon sect. Maybe we will fight next time." He's going to join the Demon Cult."
Cai Zhao quietly held the tea cup: "Master Song, have you forgotten? Third Senior Brother and I entered the Paradise Palace directly through tunnels. We don't know what the various passes are like."
Song Shijun: "Then what is the layout in the Paradise Palace?"
Song Yuzhi frowned: "Father, junior sister and I have always been together since we entered the Netherworld. If you want to ask these questions, why not ask me. In order to help me recover, junior sister has already risked herself to enter the demon sect. How can father question her?" Even without Qi Yunke's instructions, he did not intend to let others know that Cai Zhao and Mu Qingyan fell into the underground palace together.
Song Shijun rolled his eyes: "You two, don't be unhappy. Someone will definitely ask you about this in the future."
"Why are you asking? Who knows where they went." Qi Yunke rarely spoke sharply, "If you don't tell me, I won't tell, and the six of us won't tell. Who knows that Zhao Zhao and Yu Zhi have entered the Paradise Palace."
Song Shijun was a little stupid: "Keke, but we caught them at the entrance of a small town at the foot of the Hanhai Mountains. Everyone at the banquet just now congratulated Yuzhi for obtaining the treasure recovered from the demon sect!"
"The child doesn't know the world and wants to join the Demon Cult to make contributions. Unfortunately, he is frustrated and returns with only one ice jade." Cai Pingchun said calmly, "Perhaps Sect Leader Song wants the world to know that Yu Zhi recovered. Is the treasure a gift from the Demon Cult?"
"What are you giving me?" Song Shijun immediately shook his head, "This piece of ice jade was obtained from Yu Zhi's Snow Lotus Pill!"
He touched the beard on his chin, "Hey, but you two are right, the fewer people know about this kind of thing, the better."
Qi Yunke and Cai Pingchun looked at each other with smiles.
Ning Xiaofeng took advantage of the situation and changed the subject: "Stop talking about all that nonsense, let's talk about that stone wall - the stone wall that Zhao Zhao saw in a claustrophobic corner of the Paradise Palace. The ancestor of Beichen really had the same relationship with the first-generation demon sect. The leader is master and disciple...er, father and son?"
Song Yuzhi lowered his head slightly.
According to the discussion between him and his master Qi Yunke, since the section of the underground palace was to be hidden, even this stone wall should not be revealed. However, Cai Zhao insisted.
After Ning Xiaofeng finished asking, his curious eyes turned around on the faces of the three heads.
Qi Yunke smiled bitterly: "I am the latest to enter the inner sect. I have only listened to Master's teachings for a few years, and I have never heard of such secrets."
Cai Pingchun said leisurely: "I was still young when my parents passed away, but even if my parents are still here, I don't think they would know much about the inside story." As a son-in-law, the inheritance must have been lost.
"So you don't know?" Song Shijun was quite surprised, "I do know."
The eyes of the five people in the room turned to him.
Song Shijun smiled and said: "It's not that I don't speak well. In the past, you always laughed at our Song family for being nepotistic and only talking about blood. Now, you two factions are recruiting brides and disciples, and many ancient stories have been lost. …”
"Do you want to say it or not?" Ning Xiaofeng became impatient, "If you don't want to say it, we can ask Brother Zhou later. Peiqiong Villa is also of the same origin, and I know it no less than you."
"Why are you..." Song Shijun said helplessly, "Okay, okay, I'll tell you."
According to a vague legend passed down from generation to generation in the Song family, Patriarch Beichen originally only had a mute old servant by his side. After a huge famine that spread across the world, he found six orphans, two of whom had their own surnames.
"That's our Song family and Zhou family!" Song Shijun said proudly, "The ancestors of the Zhou family had the word 'Zhou' embroidered on their underwear. The ancestors of the Song family hung a small jade lock around their necks, with the word 'Song' engraved on it. Jade The lock is in very good condition, which shows that our Song family was originally from a wealthy family before the disaster!"
"Are you telling the contrary?" Ning Xiaofeng looked full of doubt, "Why did I hear Sister Pingshu say that there is a jade lock enshrined in the small red sandalwood box in the middle of the highest floor of the Zhou family ancestral hall."
Cai Zhao snorted.
Song Yuzhi looked up at the roof with a look on his face that said, "My father is here again."
Song Shijun was embarrassed: "Really? Did Cai Pingshu make a mistake?"
"Auntie can't be wrong," Cai Zhao suppressed a smile. "She said that every time she made a mistake when she was a child, she would be punished to clean the Zhou family ancestral hall. She has to clean the more than 100 tablets in it three or four times a year!"—— What's more, Cai Pingshu was the future daughter-in-law of the Zhou family at the time, and cleaning the ancestral hall was a punishment tailor-made for her.
Qi Yunke turned sideways, his shoulders shaking with laughter.
Cai Pingchun covered his face with a tea bowl and almost shook the tea out of his patience.
"Dad." Song Yuzhi looked at his father helplessly, "Let's continue talking."
Most of the people who can be considered fair-skinned are not thin-skinned. Song Shijun coughed twice, straightened his expression and continued talking about ancient times——
The other four orphans were too young and no one could even remember their own surnames, so Patriarch Beichen gave them random surnames. Yes, it’s Zhu (pig), horse, ox, and Yang (sheep).
At this time, Patriarch Beichen was alone and used to being at ease. Not only did he have no plans to recruit disciples, there were only a few simple thatched huts on Jiuli Mountain. After leaving six orphans to be educated by a mute old servant, he traveled around the world again.
Unexpectedly, he changed his mind the next year.
He brought back the seventh orphan, a sickly boy who was dying.
Ancestor Beichen was extremely affectionate towards this orphan covered with abscesses. He changed his previous carefree and happy-go-lucky temperament. Not only did he formally hold a formal apprenticeship ceremony, but he also unearthed the treasure trove he had stored for many years, and he spared no expense in gold, mountains and silver seas to make the mute Pu led hundreds of craftsmen to build this beautiful Muwei Palace. From then on, he devoted himself to making friends with the world's heroes and worked hard to manage the sect's reputation.
"I heard from my grandfather that the first word in the original Muwei Palace was 'admiration', Mu." Song Shijun lowered his voice, "It was also Mu from the Demon Sect's Mu clan."
"Ancestor Beichen has found his flesh and blood who have been living abroad." Ning Xiaofeng understood. "We are building a large-scale construction project and managing it carefully, just to leave something more for our flesh and blood."
"What happened next was the same as in the legend." Song Shijun said, "The demons came out of the sky and caused harm to the world. The ancestor led the heroes of the world to resist vigorously. Later, we won the battle, but the ancestor's beloved The disciple has also fallen into the devil's path." Song Shijun shook his head in a very Taoist manner.
"The demons eat people, and his subordinates also eat people; the demons spread the plague and raise poison, and his subordinates also spread the plague and raise poison, but they just encircled the area in a smaller area... By doing this, he and his ancestors fought to the death to kill What's the difference between those demons? There have been intrigues within our six sects, but these demons and heretics are determined not to do it."
"My grandfather heard his grandfather say that the ancestor and his beloved disciple had a very fierce dispute back then. The ancestor of the Mu family thought that as long as the heart was right, the evil sword would not matter. He trapped those demons and raised them well, and in the future If there is another crisis, we can mobilize to fight. But the ancestor believed that the evil way is the evil way, and it is useless to say anything."
"My ancestor was seriously injured, and he was half mad by his beloved disciple. Of course he wouldn't live long. Before his death, in front of the heroes of the world, he expelled his beloved disciple from the school." Song Shijun's face suddenly straightened. , "Let me make it clear that our ancestors of the six sects are not the only ones who occupy the magpie's nest. After the death of our ancestors, the ancestors of the six sects are the only descendants of Muwei Palace."
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Ning Xiaofeng picked at her nails and said, "Master Song, there is no need to explain so quickly, as if he is afraid of people being suspicious."
"If you say it well, it won't sound like a good thing when you say it." Song Shijun snorted.
"Actually, I believe this is true." Song Yuzhi suddenly said, "Although the ancestors of the six sects have stayed with the ancestors for many years, they are slaves after all, and their learning must be limited, while the ancestors of the Mu family are old A generation of outstanding people who were carefully taught by our ancestors. Even if they are a pair of six, the ancestors of the six sects are probably not as good as many, so they..."
"Is that why they are hiding on Jiuli Mountain and dare not go out?" Cai Zhao took over.
"Not bad." Song Yuzhi glanced at the girl appreciatively, "After the ancestor passed away, the ancestors of the Mu family not only had countless secret books and treasures left by the ancestor, but also had skilled craftsmen like Ya Pu who were familiar with the terrain of Jiuli Mountain. That is, there are thousands of rivers and thousands of cliffs. Due to the natural dangers, it may not be impossible to capture Muwei Palace."
"However, I searched the books in the library and never found any record of the first generation of the Demon Cult leader attacking Jiuli Mountain. I thought it was not that he couldn't, but that he was unwilling. But why was he unwilling? There is only one reason. The ancestors of the Mu family have a guilty conscience."
——After all, his mentor and suspected father-in-law was pissed to death by him.
Qi Yunke slapped his palm on the table and praised: "Yu Zhi said it well, this is exactly the truth!"
"Yes, yes! If the ancestors of our six sects really occupy the magpie's nest, this guy should be thinking about taking back the Muwei Palace. How could he be so honest as to admit it?" Song Shijun nodded repeatedly.
"It makes sense." It was rare for Ning Xiaofeng not to argue with the old Song family.
Cai Pingchun also said: "Yu Zhi's calculation is very reasonable. The earliest recorded enmity between the two parties in Luoying Valley came from the second-generation leader of the Demon Cult. It seems that after learning about the past, he was not angry about his father being expelled from Muwei Palace. So he During his tenure as leader, he led his troops to attack thousands of mountains and rivers several times."
Then the logic becomes very smooth.
Because they were born as slaves, the six ancestors had no idea how capable they were. They were always worried that they would be bullied as soon as they went out, so they had no choice but to hide in Jiuli Mountain and practice hard.
Over the decades, they gradually developed the unique skills of each of the six sects based on the training summaries left in the palace and the scraps taught by their ancestors. It wasn't until their next generation grew up and slipped down the mountain that they discovered that their martial arts skills were enough to defeat the tycoons at the foot of the mountain.
Only then did the six families dare to have the idea of branching off.
"Actually, what if we know that the Demon Cult originated from Ancestor Beichen?" Cai Zhao suddenly asked, "Could it be that the two sides would suddenly put down their weapons and join hands to make peace?"
Except for Song Shijun, the other four people were all shocked.
Cai Pingshu and his wife looked at each other worriedly, Qi Yunke frowned, and Song Yuzhi quickly glanced at the girl.
Only Song Shijun nodded repeatedly and expressed his appreciation: "My eldest niece said it well! It has been two hundred years, and the Six Sects and the Demon Sect have changed for many generations. As for the other Jianghu sects, they have changed countless times."
"Yes." Cai Zhao murmured, "What matters is not whether we were a family two hundred years ago, but that we have been fighting each other for two hundred years, and there is a lot of blood feud between us. How can we resolve it."
"My eldest niece has spoken to my heart!" Song Shijun felt very sad after hearing this, "If you don't say anything else, let's just talk about our Guangtian Clan. My great-grandfather and his three brothers died at the hands of the demon sect. Yes, my grandfather lost his father when he was young, and he still cries when he thinks about it even now! And Yu Zhi’s grandfather, my own father, also passed away after being seriously injured by the Demon Cult!"
He slapped Qi Yunke on the back: "And my old father-in-law, Old Sect Master Yin, ah, also the old father-in-law of the Yunke brothers, was hacked to death with a knife and his head was missing! Tsk, tsk, it's so miserable."
Qi Yunke was unprepared and was almost knocked down.
"And Sister Pingshu, and Zhuge Lie, they are all dead..." Ning Xiaofeng thought of her old friend, her eyes filled with sadness.
Cai Pingchun gently touched his wife's shoulder.
"Chang Haosheng can covertly protect the Mu family boy just because Mu Zhengming saved him once, but we Beichen Sixth Sect can't!" Song Shijun said loudly, "Yu Zhi, you also have to remember, don't feel like you are taking a piece of it from others. Yu can't bear it, one thing belongs to another, in short, we and the Demonic Cult are irreconcilable!"
"My son knows." Song Yuzhi replied, but his eyes were fixed on Cai Zhao.
Qi Yunke and Cai Pingchun also have different eyes.
Cai Zhao noticed the cautious worries of the four of them and suddenly chuckled.
"Why is the eldest niece laughing?" Song Shijun asked, unaware.
"I remembered a funny thing." Cai Zhao smiled, "Because Nie Hengcheng has been in power in the Demon Sect for decades and sidelined the three generations of the Mu family. Therefore, most of the blood feuds between us and the Demon Sect in recent decades were caused by Nie. .What’s more,”
Song Shijun was surrounded, "So what? Nie Hengcheng didn't fall from the sky. He is the adopted son of the Mu family."
Cai Zhaodao: "Although Nie Hengcheng is the adopted son of the Mu family, his adopted brothers and their sons were all killed by their uncles and nephews."
"That's it. The Mu family is really a white-eyed wolf." Song Shijun was quite gloating, and then frowned and said, "What does the eldest niece mean by saying this?"
"It's not interesting." Cai Zhao shrugged, "Just talking. I'm thirsty after hearing that, so I'm going to bring some powder cakes for everyone to try."
"Ah?" Song Shijun didn't understand at all and watched the girl go out blankly.
Chapter 92
After the caliber in the general direction is aligned, everything will be peaceful on Jiuli Mountain.
The Cai couple originally wanted to spend a few more days with their daughter, fix her daughter's views on marriage and love, and show off their parents' love. Unexpectedly, it didn't take long before she received a letter from Ningjiabao. In the letter, Mrs. Ning said, "I feel that I will die soon," and hoped that her daughter's family would come to visit her.
"How many times has this happened?" Cai Zhao clapped his fingers.
"The third time." Ning Xiaofeng sighed.
After the death of the old hero Ning, Mrs. Ning's temperament suddenly changed drastically.
When she was young, she had nothing to offer, and she hated being around people the most. But now she fears loneliness the most, and wishes her children and family could be by her side every day.
When she was young, she was determined to become a monk, and tried her best to encourage her children to become monks, but she fulfilled her wish. Now looking at the deserted Ningjiabao with only a few people, she regrets every day that no one will inherit her husband's surname and his unique skills. In the future, cigarettes will be no longer available, and a hundred years later Who else remembers that there was a great hero in the world who was proficient in mechanism, formation, pharmacology and swordsmanship?
Ning Xiaofeng sometimes thinks about it and feels that her parents are amazing. An open-minded and transparent person like the old hero Ning, but he likes a woman as creative and stubborn as the old lady Ning.
Cai Pingchun and his wife planned to stay longer during their trip, and had already sent people to Luoying Valley to send their youngest son Cai Han directly to Ningjiabao.
Before leaving, Ning Xiaofeng held her daughter's ear and kept reminding her - don't make mistakes, don't act recklessly, and most importantly, don't associate with evildoers from the demon sect, and listen to the words of your elders.
Cai Zhao was annoyed: "Mom, don't you blush when you say this? Have you ever heard the words of your elders since you were a child? The more grandma doesn't let you do it, the more you do it. My aunt's Xuankong An was almost harmed by you. "Tear it down, mother, you still have the nerve to accuse me..."
Ning Xiaofeng didn't pay attention to the mere verbal quarrel: "It's your mother and I'm lucky to meet your aunt as soon as I step out of the house! Why should I listen to my elders? I can just listen to your aunt. ! Do you have such a good life? Do you? Do you?"
Cai Zhao was defeated: "If I had known this, I might as well have stayed at home, maybe nothing would have happened."
"Stop talking nonsense! Listen to me!"
