It was getting late, and the night wind was howling. I don’t know when, but Zhao Derong stood quietly in the hall, as if waiting, but also as a reminder. Yang Yi realized that he had stayed too long and had only spoken half of the story in the first half of his life. Although he had thousands of words in his heart, he did not dare to waste Sect Master Wei's time any longer. He stopped talking and said without finishing his words: "Sect Master, you have learned the lesson clearly. If you do bad things, you will do it." In this way, she and Murong Jing of the East China Sea Sect came together. In order to vent her anger and take revenge on Yang Sanggui, she went crazy and took advantage of the time when the Yang family in Heshuo gathered in Weibo to worship their ancestors. She lured the wolf into the house, and the masters of the East China Sea Sect violently killed people. More than 300 families suffered a tragic disaster, and no one was spared."
It was only at this moment that Wei Shiqi spoke for the first time: "Do you regret it?"
Yang Yi was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said: "I asked myself this question thousands of times afterwards, but every time I answered: "I don't regret it, but I slaughtered all the Yang clan." , No matter for Murong Jing or for myself, I have no regrets."
Wei Shiqi said "hmm", neither surprised nor angry. No two leaves in this world are exactly the same. Yang Jian is the fireworks with different colors. Due to fate, he borrowed a knife to kill the Yang family and took the thing away from him. Once again, it was in the bag, but God's calculations were not as good as those of man, and Yang's family fell apart. He was left empty-handed and got nothing.
Yang Yidao: "The inferior hands were stained with blood, and he prostrated himself under Murong Jing's pomegranate skirt. He was determined to be her puppet. Murong Jing did not break his promise. He passed down the 'Lion Fighting Skill' and promised to report it after returning to the three islands of the East China Sea. The leader, Han Yingxue, brought the inferiors into the Donghai Sect. But things went against their wishes every time, and none of this happened. The Donghai Sect's female chicken Si Chen went against the grain. The martial arts in the Central Plains had long regarded them as a thorn in the flesh. How could they tolerate a woman? Ride on their heads! Under the banner of upholding the right path and promoting righteousness, they formed an alliance and sent elite soldiers all the way north to clear out the Donghai Sect and secretly carve up the Yang family's industry. Their actions are no different from the Yinma Gang."
"The East China Sea Sect suffered heavy casualties. Murong Jing did not expect that the counterattack from the martial arts community in the Central Plains would be so violent. It was almost impossible to do anything. She had no choice but to fight and retreat. She hurriedly sailed into the East China Sea on a sea ship and encountered a storm on the way. One moment he was thrown onto the wave, the next moment he fell into the whirlpool, and he was almost buried in the belly of the fish over and over again."
There was a look of nostalgia on Yang Yi's face. In those precarious days, he and Murong Jing faced each other day and night, their ears and temples rubbed against each other. Although the displacement was bitter, it felt sweet. His life has never been so fulfilling, like a wanderer in the wilderness driven by a mad elephant, desperate, holding a tree root and lowering it into a well. There is a poisonous snake at the mouth of the well, a poisonous dragon at the bottom, and two black and white rats gnawing at the roots. At this moment, five drops are dripping from the tree. Honey falls into the mouth of tourists, and the sweet taste makes them forget all fear and sorrow.
"The storm finally subsided. The ship's cabin was broken and the mast was broken. It was half sunk and half floating with the current. It finally turned around the three islands and encountered another disaster. The birds were gone, the good bows were hidden, the cunning rabbits were dead, and the lackeys were cooked. The East China Sea faction served Deng Qu Ji ordered to massacre the whole family of the Yang family, but in exchange the Huaiyang Navy bombarded the three islands and killed all the people. Han Yingxue's body was not found, Murong Jingxiang died, and the three islands in the East China Sea were razed to the ground, but they escaped with their lives. There are only a few of them. They did bad things and did not deserve to die. They hid in the cracks of the rocks and survived by luck. Without a boat to cross the sea, they could only stay on the island and suffer."
"Without supplies, we were left to eat. There was no shortage of fresh water on the island, but there was very little food. After eating, the birds and beasts peeled off the bark of the trees. In the end, they didn't even have to eat the bark of the trees. People ate each other. At that time, they were inferior to the lions. 'Dacheng, reborn,' 'Hundred Split Fist' added great power, killing them all to satisfy their hunger. On the three islands in the East China Sea, only one person was left. After eating, Xiaoyou should have starved to death, but fortunately he got 'Yundin Sha' With the help of others, he gradually learned the art of fasting and drinking several liters of mountain spring every day, so he could neither be hungry nor cold, and run as fast as flying."
"After suffering for more than thirty years, I only thought that I would die of old age and death on the three islands of the East China Sea. I have no thoughts of inferiority. My heart is as calm as water, and I no longer expect to return to the Central Plains. I don't expect that one day, when the sky is full of clouds, Tengxiao sends Elder Ming to ride on the clouds and pass by the three islands. , suddenly felt thirsty, pressed down on the cloud head to rest and fetch water, met Xiayou by chance, and thought that Xiayou was a good material for body training, so he suddenly accepted him as a disciple, and brought him back to Tengxiao Sect for guidance and practice. Only then did Xiayou achieve what he has achieved today. "
Although things in the world often go against expectations, time has smoothed everything out, just like a spring dream without a trace. After Yang Yi said the last sentence, his mood returned to calm, a trace of relief appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he calmly waited for the arrangement of fate.
Wei Shiqi raised his hand and flicked it, and two jade tokens slowly flew up and fell into his palm one after another. Yang Yi's eyes dropped and he picked up one at random. It was a mutton-fat jade, three-goat kaitai, with a "guard" in the lower right corner. The characters were inlaid with gold threads. Remembering his unrelated brother Yang Hu, I couldn't help but be fascinated for a moment.
Wei Shiqi said: "Yang Hu is dead. Before he died, he handed this jade tablet to me and asked me to avenge him and the Yang family."
Yang Yi let out a long sigh and said solemnly: "The enemies of the Yang family are evildoers. The evildoers are at the disposal of the sect leader. They deserve what they deserve and there is absolutely no resentment." As for how Yang Hu knew the sect leader Wei and why he entrusted him with the jade medal, that is another matter. A tortuous story that he knew nothing about and had no inclination to inquire about.
Wei Shiqi cast his gaze outside the hall. The lights were on and off, and the mountains were undulating, like the backs of leaping iron beasts. He thought for a moment and said casually: "You stay in Can'e Mountain. Elder Yi is about to leave seclusion, and there are always people around him." Someone to serve.”
Yang Yi was slightly startled when he heard the words, and then he realized that the "Elder Yi" mentioned by Sect Leader Wei was not an outsider, but the former head of Tengxiao Sect, Mr. Yi. This was his chance. Although he was limited by his qualifications, he could not obtain the true transmission of the Tengxiao Sect's "Psychic Power". From now on, as long as he served the real person wholeheartedly and received casual advice from him, it would be enough for him to digest it for the rest of his life.
He deeply bowed and thanked Sect Master Wei, and all his words turned into a gentle sigh.
Zhao Derong stepped forward and led Yang Yi to retreat. He was wondering why the sect leader looked at him differently, and his words were a little more polite. However, as it involves the past, some things had to be said first to prevent him from making mistakes. She invited Yang Yi to move to another courtyard, ordered several puppet maids to set up a banquet, and invited Yiqing Taoist, Tian Sizhong, and Qu Liansan As a companion, we organize a "reception banquet" for him, recognize his head, and say a few words of care.
Yiqing Taoist took care of the chariot, Tian Sizhong guarded the mountain gate, Zhao Derong drove the puppets, Qu Lian ordered the demon servants, and Miluo Sect Yi responded to the secular affairs. The four people were in charge separately, each performing their duties. Yang Yi was flattered and answered carefully. Under Zhao Derong's instructions, he told his life story frankly. As expected, Taoist Yiqing put down his wine glass, looked at him with a pair of triangular eyes, toasted a full glass of wine, and said slowly : "The old Taoist's surname before he became a monk was Tan, Tan Ji, with the prefix Qing..."
Yang Yi's hand trembled and he was immediately startled.
Taoist Yiqing said with a malicious "hehe" smile: "Sect Master Wei has a Taoist companion, his surname is Li and his name is Yihe. He is from the Donghai Sect and is a direct disciple of the leader Han Yingxue..."
Yang Yi's face turned bitter and he could no longer sit still.
