Ling Fei's martial arts cultivation had only just passed the eighth level, but as the eldest disciple of the Zhushan Ten Thousand Swords Sect this year, he devoted more energy to some mundane affairs within the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The sect master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Bi Wanjian, is devoted to martial arts cultivation, most of the internal affairs of the sect, on the contrary, Fu Baoshi is running around in all directions, and internal affairs are generally handled by Ling Fei, so his martial arts are not the highest among the disciples of Zhushan's generation, but the power is extremely great. This can be seen from his residence.

He lived on the top of Bamboo Mountain, not far from Sect Master Bi Wanjian, in a bamboo house.

Yang Zhi sat motionless on the bamboo chair, with a cloth tied around his neck, covering most of his body, and Ling Fei stood behind him, holding a razor, carefully shaving Yang Zhi's messy hair.

"Senior brother, your face?" Cutting off the long hair that was brushing his face, and seeing the scar that spanned the entire left cheek, Ling Fei's voice trembled a little.

"Senior brother, am I a little more manly?" The hand gently stroked the scar, but what flashed in his mind was the sword that left the scar in the first place. "Didn't you always say that my face was too delicate and a bit of a sissy? Now it's domineering. ”

Ling Fei sighed heavily: "How did you get over these two years?" ”

"Fighting, non-stop fighting." Yang Zhi smiled, the scenes of the past two years flashed through his mind, from the first few months, he entered the unfamiliar Valley of Ten Thousand Swords, and was fighting almost every moment, until he finally found a few places in the valley where he could live, and he could barely let himself rest.

But if he wants to get out of the valley, he has to fight it out with his strength, and now, he has done it.

A pay, a gain. He exchanged his life for his current cultivation.

"Senior brother, you have changed." Ling Fei sighed, untied the cloth under the other party's neck, "After shaving, let's go take a bath, the hot water has already been prepared, and it is mixed with potions, which is very good for your body recovery, by the way, there are a few flavors of medicine that the sect master just sent over, you have a good rest today, and tomorrow, I will take you to see the sect master." ”

Yang Zhi, who was almost naked, stood up, stepped into the deep wooden barrel in the corner of the room, submerged his almost completely scarred body into the water, let out a long moan of comfort, and closed his eyes.

When he was in the valley, every time he dreamed back at midnight, he would dream of being able to take a comfortable bath like this, but what woke him up from his sweet dream was a roaring sword qi everywhere.

"Uncle Fu?" He asked softly.

"Master, he has always been running outside, such a big sect, there are so many mundane things. This time I have been out for more than half a year, and I don't know when I will be able to come back. ”

"Not in the mountains!" Yang Zhi sighed lightly.

"Yes, but it doesn't matter, calculate the time, the master should come back, isn't the Zhushan Sacrifice Sect about to start? No matter where Master is, he will definitely rush back to participate in the sacrifice. Won't you see Master then? Ling Fei said with a smile: "Senior brother, you should really thank Master, if it weren't for him and the head of the sect to protect you, I'm afraid that you would have been taken away by the imperial court." The attitude of the two grandmasters, the position of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in Great Chu, has saved your life. ”

"Senior brother, are they in my family?" After a moment's hesitation, Yang Zhi then asked, "Are there any still alive?" ”

Standing by the bucket, Ling Fei, who was slowly pouring hot water on Yang Zhi with a water scoop, hesitated for a moment before saying: "Senior brother, let's mourn by the way, those who have passed away will never come back, those who are alive, life must go on, you were born in a family since you were a child, and you are no stranger to politics, and it is inevitable that something like this will happen." ”

"None left?" Yang Zhi's voice was a little hoarse.

"Except for you, the sect is gone. Dozens of men and women, young and old, are gone. Ling Fei said sadly: "Your father was beheaded for public display, and the rest of the people were all spilled with a cup of poison, and they died a decent death." There are also some distant relatives who have been sent to the western border to serve in the army. ”

"They're all dead! It's all dead, it's good to be dead, you don't have to worry about anything, you don't have to think about anything. Yang Zhi's voice gradually became cold.

"Senior brother, don't think about it, you're still young. There are some things that can't be reluctantly come about. By the way, An Ruhai An Shuai also wrote a letter to the master half a year ago, and the letter also talked about you, An Shuai said, if you can still come out alive, go to the western border army to find him, and he will arrange a way out for you, and he also said that this is when he said goodbye to Yang Xiang, Yang attached to him. ”

"No!" Yang Zhi shook his head: "I understand his kindness, but I'm in a big trouble now, so I won't embarrass An Shuai, and his life is not easy now." ”

"Now the Western Frontier Army has re-emerged." Ling Fei said: "After An Shuai went to the Western Army, in less than two years, he had rebuilt a border army of 20,000 people. An Shuai told his master in the letter that if he was given another five years, he would be able to re-form a balance with the Qin people on the western border, but unfortunately now the center of gravity of Great Chu is in the east, otherwise the support of the imperial court is a little greater, and this time may be shorter. With his status and prestige, as well as the position he is in now, if he also comes forward to protect you, plus the master and the head of the family, your life is worry-free. ”

"No worries about your life?" Yang Zhi suddenly laughed strangely.

"Senior brother, if you live for a lifetime, you have to open some of them." Ling Fei patted Yang Zhi lightly on the shoulder, "Master said when he left, if you can come out of the valley alive, you must have reached the ninth level, otherwise it will be impossible at all, but he predicted that the time for you to come out will take at least three or five years, I'm afraid Master never thought that it would take you only two years to break through." Master has always had no last resort, but this time it was a big miscalculation for you. ”

"Actually, the master also has arrangements for you, as long as you go out of the valley, you will definitely reach the ninth level of cultivation, in our Ten Thousand Swords Sect, there is no problem at all for any elder, in the future, I will teach disciples on the mountain, practice martial arts, and step into the position of the grandmaster in the future, which will be the pillar of our Ten Thousand Swords Sect."

The corners of Yang Zhi's mouth turned up slightly: "If that's the case, then what's the difference between it and me in the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords?" It's just that Zhushan is used as a prison to draw a place and confine me. ”

"Don't say that. Now that you are out of the sect, it is really out of place, don't look at your martial arts cultivation now, but in the eyes of the imperial court, it is nothing, if you leave Zhushan, someone will definitely attack you. Brother, don't make a fool of yourself! Ling Fei looked at Yang Zhi a little nervously.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I am no longer the Yang Zhi I used to be, I know the severity, and I can see the advantages and disadvantages." With a bang, Yang Zhi stood up from the bathtub and said, "Senior brother, I'm tired and want to sleep for a while, in the past two years, I haven't had a good night's sleep, and only with you can I rest assured that I can sleep well for a night." ”

"Okay, okay, you sleep, I have to prepare some clothes for you, your figure is much taller than mine, I have to look for it, your previous things have been copied by the internal guards, and there are no needles and threads left, you also know, they have to do this, and the head of the uncle is not easy to stop."

"It's nothing, it's nothing compared to life." Yang Zhi smiled, walked to the side of the bed naked, and fell straight down. In a moment, there was already a thunderous snoring.

Seeing this scene, Ling Fei couldn't help but have a sour nose, what kind of tiredness should this be, so that he would be so wet on the bed. Shaking his head, he picked up the half-human-high tub and walked out lightly.

Snow-white hair with long hair, withered tendons, and a hand that gently stroked his face.

"Zhi'er, it must be painful, right?" The gentle voice sounded in his ears, it was grandma, Yang Zhi raised his face and burst into tears.

"Grandma, grandma!" He cried out.

The kind face slowly distorted in front of his eyes, a trace of blood oozed from the seven orifices, and the appearance of his grandmother was slowly blurred. The picture suddenly changed, and the father's stern face flashed suddenly, with a crisp snap, and he was slapped heavily in the face, "You useless brute!" As soon as the roar was heard, my father's head flew up and flew higher and higher.

One by one, the faces flashed, but they left quickly, slowly, they couldn't see clearly, and the fog flew in, covering the faces of their relatives, and Yang Zhi shouted. He pulled his legs and tried to chase them out, but his legs were like they were filled with lead, and they were nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move them.

"Daddy!"

"Mother!"

"Grandma!"

Yang Zhi shouted.

In the mist, a terrible sword roar suddenly sounded, and in a moment, countless sword lights flew from the mist like flying locusts, stabbing straight towards Yang Zhi.

"Ahh With a loud shout, Yang Zhi stood up and suddenly opened his eyes, and there was already a light outside the house.

It was already dawn.

Next to the pillow was a brand new set of clothes for the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and the big sword he brought out from the valley was also resting on his clothes in a dignified manner.

"Senior brother!" Ling Fei's voice came from outside: "Are you awake?" You see, it snowed yesterday, and the sun is out today, and God seems to be glad that you can get out of the valley. ”

Ling Fei, who pushed the door in, held a tray in his hand, on which were placed a few dishes and a bowl of gruel, "Have some breakfast, and I'll take you to see the head uncle after eating." ”

"Senior brother!" After getting dressed and looking at Ling Fei standing in front of him with a smile, Yang Zhi suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Ling Fei three times.

"Senior brother, what are you doing here?" Ling Fei was startled, and rushed up to help Yang Zhi up. (To be continued.) )