Second Master Miao turned to look at Miao Feng and said, "Xiao Feng! Look at this..."
Miao Feng said coldly: "Second uncle, there is no room for any mistakes in the battle of martial arts. Especially when family interests are involved, do you think I should be soft-hearted to save face, or cruel to save face?"
"This..." Mr. Miao finally sighed and said: "Mingyue! It is true that women cannot enter or leave the ancestor's grave. Besides, Grandmaster Ye and Miao Feng have a close relationship. His disciple will definitely come to the rescue when he sees Ming Fei. Please rest assured on this point.”
Mr. Miao was comforting Ji Mingyue, but I didn't think so.
For me to save someone I hate from the bottom of my heart, it would be even harder than climbing to the sky.
Of course the old lady of the Ji family could understand what Mr. Miao meant. She immediately sat on the ground and grabbed Ji Mingyue's lapel and cried loudly: "Mingyue! You are just such a younger brother. If you don't care about Ming Fei, who cares?"
Ji Mingyue was in a dilemma for a while: "Mom...Miao Feng...you guys..."
"Linglong, send Ye Jinglong to his ancestral land." Miao Feng said a word and left without looking back.
Mr. Miao waved his hand to Miao Linglong: "Go quickly! Don't cause trouble here."
Miao Linglong had no choice but to lead me out.
Although I know that Miao Linglong's previous actions were influenced by the art of aversion to victory. However, I didn't like her very much, and I didn't want to talk to her. I walked with my head down the whole way.
At that time, I didn’t know that as soon as I left the Miao family compound, the three of them, Ye Sanqi, got together in a room and started chatting.
The Ninth Prince spoke first: "Brother Ye, tell me, would Ye Jinglong talk to the girl of the Miao family on the way? If Ye Jinglong said a few more words, he would know more about what happened in the ancestral tomb of the Miao family. Something. Good for him."
Ye Sanqi shook his head and said: "If the little girl doesn't speak first, he can hold back his words until he comes back. This boy usually looks like an old man, but when he gets stubborn, he becomes dull and talkative. Just say something, I'm fighting with you in my heart."
Miao Feng said: "Old Ye, have you already thought about letting your apprentice go to the grave? You just didn't say it."
The Ninth Prince closed his fan and tapped it on his palm: "I really let you say this."
"Most of the time when disciples of the Yansheng Sect attack, they will choose two extremes. Either they choose the strongest person to attack, or they choose the weakest person to attack."
"I have thought about it several times, and I think Master Wuxia will target Ye Jinglong. Because he is the biggest variable in our game. Wherever Ye Jinglong is, Master Wuxia's main attack direction will be where."
Miao Feng couldn't help but frown and said: "So, you want to hide your biggest weakness? If Master Wuxia gives up attacking the Miao family compound and pursues him into the ancestor's grave, won't Ye Jinglong be in danger?"
The Ninth Prince shook his head and said: "We let Ye Jinglong go to the grave precisely to turn his biggest weakness into his strongest killing move."
"The founder of the Miao family is as famous as Zhuge Liang and Xu Maogong. How can his tomb be such an easy place to enter? Maybe the ancestors will show mercy because Ye Jinglong is a disciple of the Qi Sect!"
"To take a step back, even if there are many dangers in the Miao family's ancestral tomb, Ye Jinglong's cultivation is not just a show-off. Plus, with Ye Sanqi backing him up, he won't be in any danger!"
After the Ninth Prince finished speaking, he snorted coldly and said: "What is hateful is that some people clearly want to train their apprentices, but they are not willing to be the 'bad guy' themselves, deliberately pretending to be in a dilemma. Let me speak. I really don’t know what he was thinking by sending his apprentice into danger?”
Ye Sanqi said slowly: "I do this naturally because I don't want to affect our master-disciple relationship. As for you, Xiao Zizi doesn't regard you as a good person anyway, so it doesn't matter how bad you are."
The Ninth Prince stared at Ye Sanqi for a long time, and then squeezed out four words through his teeth: "This is unreasonable!"
Ye Sanqi poured a cup of tea for the Ninth Prince: "It is said that the prince once publicly declared that he would not accept any disciples in this life. If all your knowledge and original secret skills were allowed to go with you, it would be a disaster for Qi Men. What a pity. It just so happens that I have an apprentice here who doesn’t need any status and won’t cause you any trouble. He can inherit your lifelong skills, so why should you care about those trivial matters?"
The Ninth Prince's face suddenly turned livid: "My prince, I have never seen such a shameless person. Ye Sanqi, you are so shameless that you can stand alone in the world."
"Thank you for the praise, but I am very scared." Ye Sanqi smiled and said: "However, as for my scoundrel, you should teach me what you should teach me; bad guys, you should do what you should do."
"Why?" The Ninth Prince shouted: "Do I owe you master and apprentice?"
"I will definitely not owe anything in this life, but it is hard to say in the past life." Ye Sanqi said seriously: "It is because of the fate of the past life that people can get together. Since the Ninth Prince and my bad disciple have formed this unknown master If you are a disciple, you have to persevere to the end!"
"Ninth Prince, please sit down, please take your seat!"
The Ninth Prince still sat down, shaking his fan rapidly, and still breathing heavily. It seemed that he was very angry at Ye Sanqi.
Miao Feng stared at the two people for a long time, and then asked with some caution: "You two... this is... this... forget it, don't ask, it's easy to get involved if you ask too much about Qi Men's affairs. Cause and effect."
Ye Sanqi turned to look at Miao Feng and said, "Miao Feng, your attitude towards Ji Mingyue seems to be a bit too much?"
Miao Feng shook his head and said: "Ji Mingyue is an opportunity for the Miao family to prosper, but it is also a disaster for the Miao family. Once her affairs are not handled well, it will easily cause unpredictable disasters for the Miao family. Therefore, I have always wanted to She forced him to leave."
Ye Sanqi frowned slightly and said, "Did you calculate this?"
"Yes!" Miao Feng said helplessly: "In the Qi Sect's secret art, 'the secrets are unpredictable but unspeakable'. There are some things that I have clearly seen but cannot say."
"Disciples of the Qi Sect can obviously understand the secrets of heaven, but they cannot explain it. Because of these ineffability, how many misunderstandings have been caused? You obviously do it for someone's good, but you can only use drastic means to force her away. Wait until she has passed the crisis. , a misunderstanding may turn into an irreparable regret.”
"Do you think this is the sadness of the Qi Sect disciples?"
Ye Sanqi said in a deep voice: "The rules of Qimen have always been like this. Once the calamity is stated, the calamity will be doubled. When the calamity is unavoidable and unstoppable, what should you do?"
Miao Feng shook his head and said, "Because of this, I don't know what to do?"
While the two people were talking, a servant broke in and said, "Masters, something happened outside. Go and have a look!"
The servant turned pale with fright, but Ye Sanqi stood up unhurriedly and said, "Take me over and have a look."
When the servant led Ye Sanqi to the yard, several people had already formed a circle in the yard, seeming to be blocking something. The leader, Old Fifth Uncle, knew clearly that Ye Sanqi was coming, and not only did he not turn around , without even turning his head, he still straightened his back and shouted loudly: "Don't come over here, we are here to support you."
Ye Sanqi took a few steps forward and pushed Old Fifth Uncle away, only to see an urn coffin sitting in the open space in the yard.
The moment Ye Sanqi's eyes fell on the urn and coffin, the Miao family disciples gathered in a circle seemed to have been hit hard from the front to the chest by an invisible external force, and they all fell to the ground.
At the same time, a scarlet blood stain also appeared on the front of the urn coffin.
Ye Sanqi's eyes also narrowed slightly following the blood stain.
The urn coffin looks like a large clay pot. Many people think that the urn and coffin are a ritual vessel for holding the remains of monks. Because the monks meditate, the temple will bury the monks in the cross-legged position. In fact, what monks use is called a sitting vat, which is two different things from a coffin urn.
The main function of the urn coffin is to bury the remains of children, and sometimes it is also used to hold the bones of secondary burials. There is usually a small hole left at the bottom of the urn to facilitate the entry and exit of ghosts. Some people say that the small hole is to give children a certain amount of space to move, so that they will not be too restrained.
This urn coffin that suddenly appeared in the Miao family's courtyard was a bit ridiculously big, and it was more than enough for even an adult to sit in.
The blood stain on the urn and coffin is expanding in a strange shape. At first glance, it looks like someone is using a pen dipped in human blood to draw a face on the urn.
Ye Sanqi looked at the face calmly, but Old Fifth Uncle was already in a panic: "Grandmaster Ye, turn around quickly! Don't look at that jar... If you look at it again, you will I have fallen into the trap of the Yansheng Sect. Turn around quickly! Grandmaster Ye..."
Uncle Lao Wu was so anxious that he wanted to grab Ye Sanqi's arm, but he stretched out his hand several times and did not dare to touch Ye Sanqi.
Ye Sanqi waited until the face on the urn was completely formed, then took out a few talismans and placed them on the ground around the urn: "Put this urn here, no one should touch it."
The fifth uncle said with trembling lips: "Master Ye, the person painted on the urn and coffin is you! Why... why are you not anxious at all!"
"What's there to be anxious about? Isn't it just the beginning?" Ye Sanqi didn't even glance at the jar, then turned around and returned to the guest room.
The Ninth Prince held the tea and said: "Brother Ye, I didn't expect that the first person here to be affected by the victory-weary technique would be you."
"It's just a trail!" Ye Sanqi sat down disapprovingly.
Miao Feng frowned and said: "Old Ye, don't take the Weaning-Wedding Technique seriously. Although the Wealth-Destroying Technique is slow in onset, its back-up power is extremely terrifying. Once the opponent completes the Wearing-Wedding Technique, even if you are a Qimen Grandmaster, it will be difficult for you to do so. Escape to death.”
Miao Feng's words are not alarmist. Legend has it that the art of aversion to victory can behead gods at the top and princes at the bottom. Once all is completed, even an emperor with a country's destiny to protect his body can be easily killed by the curse.
The only weakness of the victory-defying technique is the time it takes to activate. The more powerful the aversion to victory, the longer it takes. If you want to perform a profound aversion to victory, you first need an absolutely hidden environment and someone to protect the law outside. If the caster is killed before the secret technique is completed, his secret technique will be defeated.
Ye Sanqi sneered: "What's so scary about a group of people who hide their heads and show their tails? What can I do if I give them a few days?"
The Ninth Prince also smiled and said: "Even if something happens to Brother Ye, wouldn't I still be in charge of the Miao family? If Brother Ye hadn't been training his disciples, I could have solved the Miao family's affairs by myself, so why would Brother Ye take action!"
Miao Feng said anxiously: "Two great masters! You are too optimistic! Do you not see the mystery of the urn coffin, or do you look down on the Weisheng Sect?"
"The reason why the urn coffin is mainly used to bury children is because the urn coffin is shaped like a woman's palace. According to legend, if the dead children are buried in the urn coffin, they can absorb the earth's energy through the small holes under the urn and regenerate. Breathe life and resurrect dead children.”
Ye Sanqi asked: "Have children buried in urn coffins ever been resurrected?"
"This is not a question of whether the child will live or not. It is whether you will become a dead person?" Miao Feng said: "If your image appears on the urn coffin, the dead child in the urn coffin will be exchanged with you." . Within seven days, your qi and blood will quickly deplete, and the child will be resurrected by absorbing your qi and blood, taking away all your cultivation."
"In this case, there will be one more Grandmaster in the Weisheng Sect, and you will turn into a pile of withered bones!"
Ye Sanqi said disapprovingly: "My life, Ye Sanqi, is not so easy to take away. Back then, the four Yaoshan demons from the Yansheng Sect joined forces to take my life but failed. I will be afraid of a small urn." A coffin?"
Miao Feng waved his hand and said, "Don't brag. Who are the Four Yaoshan Yaoshan? If the four of them join forces, can you still be safe and sound?"
Ye Sanqi smiled and took out a bunch of yellowed rosary beads from his pocket and threw them to Miao Feng: "I'll give you this to take with you, so as not to get in trouble with Mr. Wuxia."
Ye Sanqi didn't wait for Miao Feng to ask again, and pointed to the center of his eyebrows and said: "This is a rosary made from the eyebrows of eighteen evil sect masters, including the four demons of Yaoshan. You take it with you." , enough to withstand the life-threatening urn coffin."
"It's a pity that you are not a disciple of Qi Cultivation, and you only know forbidden arts. Otherwise, with this little thing in your hand, you could backfire on Young Master Wuxia."
Miao Feng's eyes lit up: "It is said that the four great demons of Yaoshan were good at using puppets to exchange lives, and they never failed. How did you escape their secret technique?"
Ye Sanqi smiled and said: "I can't tell you this. However, the Ninth Prince can also do what I can do. Why don't you ask him?"
The Ninth Prince's expression was serious: "Don't reveal your secret skills to others easily. Will mine be enough?"
While Miao Feng was feeling disappointed, he heard the Ninth Prince change the topic: "Why don't we take a gamble? Let's bet on the fragments of the Qimen that you got under Beixi Lake."
Ye Sanqi asked with interest: "How do you want to bet?"
The Ninth Prince said: "I'm going to find an urn coffin right now and taint it with the curse of victory, and then I'll bet on which of us can be the first to counterattack the person who cast the curse."
Ye Sanqi asked: "What if we let the opponent's spells backfire at the same time?"
The Ninth Prince said with a half-smile, "Then let's bet on who can directly kill the other person."
There is a saying in Qimen: Practicing secret arts is like making fire in the palm of your hand. If you are not careful, both body and soul will be destroyed.
This sentence is equally applicable to any sect's secret technique, especially the victory-weary technique. Once someone interrupts the technique, the user will be violently counterattacked by the secret technique. It can range from serious injuries to death.
Miao Feng looked at the two people dumbfounded: "You...you don't take the people of the Yan Sheng Sect seriously, right?"
