Chapter 462: The Choice of Four (Part 1)
After hearing Ou Ye Changfeng's summary of the information, the four teenagers felt that the incident was too sudden, even if they had been prepared in their hearts. When they left Yinren a few days ago, Lin Hengshan had just led the team to Luoye City for a banquet. They thought it was an ordinary salary mission, but now it seems that they are separated from most of Yinren's fellow villagers forever.
Li Xintian had already cried so much that she was just a nine-year-old girl after all. Even if she was cautious and tough, she was still against the enemy. The fair-skinned girl is still relatively attached to the Li brothers who raised her since she was a child, as well as those familiar villagers.
Seeing the girl's tears falling drop by drop on the bluestone floor of the hall, she still covered her mouth with her little hand to prevent herself from crying. Zhao Long and Lin Lei on the side were not much better. Although the two teenagers were three years older than Li Xintian, one was dead and the other was missing. How could they keep calm?
In contrast, Yi Xifeng, whose soul is already an adult, is actually the one with the best emotional control among the four. But his eyes were also red, and he took a slow breath before looking at the old man above him.
He knew clearly that Lin Hengshan would not arrange for them to come here for no reason. There must be some arrangement. Thinking back to the conversation with the old man named Feng Huzi at Qianzhu Peak before coming here, it was obvious that Yinren Town had nothing to do with these two parties. The relationship between forces is not as simple as it seems.
Li Yunbo once again cultivated the relationship for ten years, but then again, if Lin Hengshan and others did not have this strength, how could these two top second-rate sects care so much about a small Yinren Town?
"Thank you, senior, for informing me! I just have one more thing to say, should I ask it?" Yi Xifeng said with cupped hands.
"Just ask."
"Why is the Qingyun Sect helping Yinren Town so much? What do you need me to do?" The fair-haired young man asked directly the doubts in his heart without being polite.
Ou Ye Changfeng was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.
When the four of them saw this, they were immediately confused. They didn't know why the other party was laughing.
"Lin Hengshan wrote to me some time ago and asked me to pay more attention to a fair-skinned young man. He is talking about you, right? Haha, this is a good question, but I won't tell you. Because there are many If you know things too early, it will actually be bad for you."
As he said that, he raised his hand and waved, and four tokens flew directly to everyone. Yi Xifeng reached out and fished it out, and what he got was a wooden waist token with the word "name" written on it.
"You must all have missions, right? This waist card is enough for you to complete your respective missions."
Upon hearing this, the four of them first looked at the badges in their hands, and then quietly winked at each other. The old man was right, their mission was to become registered disciples of the Qingyun Sect. What shocked everyone was how the other party knew their specific salary list mission goals?
You must know that the Pay List Organization, as a top-secret organization in Yinren Town, is only responsible to Lin Hengshan. Even Li Chengtao, who is in charge of the mountain patrol team, does not have the authority to obtain the information.
Could it be that Lin Hengshan told the old man in front of him his arrangement?
Ou Ye Changfeng seemed to know how to read minds. Before they could ask questions, he murmured to himself: "What? Curious how I knew about your mission? In fact, you guessed it right, but you didn't guess it right either."
The old man slowly stood up from the futon and walked towards the crowd. He had been sitting there before and could not see his figure. Now when he stood up, he found that the old man was extremely tall! And those eyes like vast stars accompanied him step by step down the steps. The four teenagers felt like there was a mountain pressing on their chests, and they were a little breathless.
"Your mission is to become a registered disciple of the Qingyun Sect, right? I did get this news from Lin Hengshan, but it's not that he didn't say it clearly."
Having said this, he smiled freely, and immediately the pressure on his chest was relieved.
"Major General Lin is a very cautious person. Naturally, he will not say this clearly. He just asked me to take you in and give you some skills. He also knows the rules of the Qingyun Sect, so naturally he will not directly Accepting a disciple, so the identity of this named disciple is the essence of the mission, right?"
After hearing the old man's analysis, the four of them could no longer remain calm. They all cupped their hands and said, "Disciple, pay homage to the master!"
Everyone knew that the person in front of them was the leader of a dignified sect, and they were still too young to play tricks in front of him.
"Don't rush to call the leader. Let me ask you a few questions first." Looking at the four people standing with their hands folded, the old man waved his hands and asked: "At this time, you have obtained the status of a registered disciple of my Qingyun Sect, which is considered completed. Mission, right?”
One kind of boy blinked, and then nodded in unison.
"In this case, you have completed the last mission assigned to you by Yinren Town. If there are people who don't want to get involved in this muddy water, you can withdraw now." Ou Ye Changfeng said calmly, " These words are not what I said, they were conveyed to Lin Hengshan."
The meaning is very clear, Yinren is finished, and it is not easy to escape. If any of them do not want to get involved in this matter, it is still too late to withdraw now. After all, everyone has their own life plan. Although they were born and raised in Yinren, they have no obligation to dedicate their lives to Yinren.
He did not rush them, and then explained: "You don't have to rush to reply. You can go back to the courtyard of the registered disciples and think carefully. You have two options. One, stay in the Qingyun Sect and become a registered disciple. Start practicing the Qingyun Kung Fu, and from then on enter the Qingyun Sect, and Yinren Town will have nothing to do with you from now on."
The old man paused as he spoke, and then explained: "Second, formally participate in Yinren's revenge, for the sake of those former compatriots. As for choosing this, he may not stay in the Qingyun Sect, and may very well be sent to Let’s go to other places for experience and talk about it later.”
Seeing the four people in front of him who were very excited at the beginning and gradually calmed down, Ou Ye Changfeng did not urge them too much, but asked everyone to go back and think carefully.
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Yi Xifeng followed the outer deacon of the Qingyun Sect to an open space on the mountainside. About forty courtyards were built here. Each courtyard is a courtyard with three-story buildings on all sides. Although it is not beautifully decorated, , but everything from architecture to decoration is full of ancient charm.
The middle-aged deacon first said to Li Xintian: "Men and women live in different courtyards. Your residence is near the sea of clouds. Wait for me for a while, and I will take them up to have a look."
With that said, he took Yi Xifeng, Zhao Long, and Lin Lei straight to the small building on the north side of the courtyard.
After giving out their own keys and copper locks, Lin Lei was assigned to the first floor. There was a pool of water in front of the window, accompanied by lotuses. Zhao Long was assigned to the second floor. Although there was no pond in front of the window, fortunately there was a large window, and the scenery was full of morning breeze. Yi Xifeng was assigned to the third floor. There was neither a pond nor a big window. Fortunately, the small building only had three floors in total. It was already the highest position in these courtyards, and he could go up to the roof through a ladder, which was not a problem. Advantage.
The three of them first got familiar with the environment of the room and then began to think deeply. This time, they unanimously chose to think and weigh alone, because Ouye Changfeng was right, Yinren Town had been destroyed, and even Lin Hengshan could not save himself. They were also very sad, but sadness could only dilute their reason, but reversed the situation. There is no convergence of interests.
You must know that everyone has the right to make independent choices, the right to choose a different path in life.
The Qingyun Sect did not rush to let everyone make a choice. They had three full days to consider it, and they could not decide in advance. Even if they decided at the Qingyun Palace at that time, they had to wait three days before making a decision.
At the same time, it also gives them time to let these four people confirm again what happened? Information about Yinren Town will continue to be sent to their ears in the past few days.
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Yi Xifeng looked around the room alone. The room was not small. Even though he was a registered disciple, his treatment was not inferior to that of inner disciples from other sects in the world. Feeling the new things here, he suddenly found that his nose was a little sore. He immediately opened the window in front of him, but he still felt a little stuffy.
The fair boy stepped from the window sill, jumped onto the roof, sat down on the eaves, took off the wine gourd from his waist, uncorked the bottle, and took two gulps.
"Hi! Ha!"
This green jade Drunken Immortal Gourd was bought at the auction house in Luoye City before. At this time, it did not contain Suxin wine or Qingxin wine, let alone Zhang Ming's brewing spirit wine. It was just ordinary spirits, the most common kind. In the past, These spirits are specially made by the blacksmith, specifically for the blacksmith to forge weapons.
Feeling the irritating feeling in his throat as if he had swallowed a live wire, Yi Xifeng once again recalled what Lin Rufa said a few years ago when he had just started practicing alcohol control.
"Humans are yin and yang things, there are men and women, good and bad. Wine is also a yin and yang thing, strong and slow, fragrant and smelly! The process of refining a weapon is to enter and exit the furnace, just like a person's entry into the world and his emergence from the world. It is easy to enter the world, but it is difficult to emerge from it! But all magic weapons, no matter how good the materials are, need such a process. Entering the furnace and then coming out of the furnace, using yin and yang to refine yin and yang! Tempering it with yin and yang, refining its spirit, the spirit will be strong, and the spirit will be strong, the weapon will be strong , when the weapon is strong, you can refine the yin and yang again, and the cycle repeats until it becomes the spirit of the weapon..."
Yi Xifeng muttered secretly in a voice that only he could hear. These words were told to him by Lin Rufa back then. It was these words that inspired him and made him understand the principle of "refining weapons is like refining people", and thus proposed the "Medicinal Wine Cultivation Plan".
Now that I think about it, this method of refining weapons is not just about refining the human body. Isn't this kind of experience, good or bad, also a kind of training? He naturally understood what the old man in charge said before, that was Lin Hengshan's last doting on everyone.
He believed that if any of them couldn't insist on giving up Yinren's path of revenge, Lin Hengshan would still arrange it well for him. At least it would be very stable, so he wouldn't have to hide around and be afraid.
Yi Xifeng raised the wine gourd in his hand, slowly poured out a drop of wine, and said in a deep voice: "I chose the road myself, so walk well! Grandpa Lin!"
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After thinking about this, Yi Xifeng's originally heavy heart suddenly relaxed a lot. After half an hour, he finally drank the strong wine in the gourd. The young man jumped up and left the courtyard. He did not disturb his companions because Yi Xifeng knew that at this time, he should make his own decisions. .
But if he didn't go to find them, he would really be unfamiliar with the entire Qingyun Sect.
No, to be precise, he also has a friend here, that is Ling'e, senior sister, who he just met some time ago?
Yi Xifeng smiled bitterly and shook his head, then asked about Ling'e's residence. Fortunately, he now has the badge of a registered disciple, and although he is nearly 1.7 meters tall, his young and delicate face still betrays his age. After asking four people, he found the other party's name. residence.
"Eh? Why are you here?" Ling'e's Shuiling eyes widened, looking at Yi Xifeng who suddenly arrived. At this time, she was holding a small pot with a lot of milky white fish soup in it.
Yi Xifeng blinked his eyes and thought to himself: This girl Ling'e actually has the potential to be a rice cook. What time is it and she's already drinking fish soup to soak her rice?
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were eating. The main reason is... I don't know anyone else here..." The fair-skinned young man, who was always sharp-tongued, rarely stuttered in reply.
But before he could finish speaking, Ling'e pulled him into the room.
"Hey, it doesn't matter, you just have a taste of my craftsmanship!" With that said, the girl turned around and walked into the kitchen, and went to serve soup again.
Taking this opportunity, Yi Xifeng also took a good look at this official disciple's room. It is still a courtyard-style small building structure, but instead of one floor per person, it becomes one building. The first floor is a kitchen and restaurant, the second floor is a tea room for entertaining guests, and the third floor is a place for practicing and resting.
The room is very elegantly decorated, without too many decorations. It is very similar to her character. There are not so many twists and turns, but even so, there is still a hint of girlish cuteness.
For example, there is a slender female soft sword placed on the bookshelf in the corner. The sword holder used to hold the soft sword is a piece of dead wood. It looks like a tree root dug out from the bottom of a lake and then carved into this shape. It looks like a shelf and the sword is placed flat on it, which is also very beautiful. However, there was a small yellow flower on a section of the dead wood. When Yi Xifeng took a look, he discovered that the small flower was a dried flower that had been dried in the sun and stuck to the dead wood with Miss Ling'e's paste.
At this time, Ling'e came in with another bowl of fish soup. When she saw the boy, she deliberately glared and said, "You didn't drink my soup secretly, did you?"
Yi Xifeng smiled slightly and said, "It tastes good."
The little girl raised her brows in fright, and immediately ran over to take a look at the fish soup in her bowl. She found that the fish soup had not decreased, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
"Now, this is yours!" As he said that, he handed the fish soup to the fair boy.
(This chapter has not been proofread yet, but you can read it again tomorrow afternoon!)
