NOVEL SIMPLE Page 21
"Qingfeng should have originally wanted to ask his adoptive father to help Mingyue take revenge."
"But he knew that his adoptive father was practicing in seclusion, so he didn't dare to disturb him."
"It's also possible that the enemies are hunting him down, so he didn't want to hurt his adoptive father, so he chose to go alone to take revenge."
Yun Fuyu didn't know where Qingfeng went, so he could only guess what Qingfeng was thinking.
"Find him and find out who killed Mingyue."
Lynch put away the urn and ordered calmly.
He doesn't like fighting, killing and killing, and he also wants to walk as smoothly as possible on this road of cultivating immortals that he walks alone.
if it is possible.
He really wanted to just practice quietly and quietly.
But the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop.
Qingfeng broke his arm and Mingyue died.
As a master, he always has to take care of it.
"I know what to do."
Yun Fuyu nodded without procrastinating, and immediately went out to mobilize the forces of the chamber of commerce to search for Qingfeng and the person who killed Mingyue.
Lin Qi took Mingyue's urn and turned back silently to the quiet room.
three days later.
The news came from Yun Fuyu.
Qingfeng's whereabouts have been found.
He went to Luo Jing.
As for the person who killed Mingyue, it should be the innate master sent by the royal family of Song Dynasty.
As for why the innate masters of the royal family of the Song Dynasty wanted to besiege and kill Qingfeng and Mingyue.
Yun Fuyu hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice, "It should be because of the recruiting of boys and girls by the state teacher of the Song Dynasty."
"When did the Song Kingdom have an additional national teacher?"
"And what does it mean to recruit boys and girls?"
Lynch asked coldly.
Yun Fuyu answered carefully, "A year ago, Emperor Zhao Ming'an of the Song Dynasty suddenly appointed a national teacher. No one knows the exact origin of that national teacher, and it is very mysterious."
"However, the royal family of the Song Dynasty and all the civil and military officials attach great importance to this national teacher. It can be said that they are almost obedient."
"This national teacher first asked Luojing Mountain to be a dojo, and made a lot of construction."
"Then the imperial court was asked to search for [-] boys and girls across the country."
"It is said that it is to recruit disciples and strengthen the family."
"Qingfengmingyue must have noticed that the matter of the national teacher's recruitment of [-] virgins was a bit tricky, so it attracted the pursuit of the Song Dynasty's innate master."
When Yun Fuyu said this, he couldn't help but said, "Father, the Song Dynasty has never appointed any national teacher for so many years, let alone the situation that the whole court obeys a national teacher."
"I suspect that this so-called national teacher may really be an immortal teacher."
Lynch nodded slightly for the cloud-covered-rain guess.
The royal family of the Song Dynasty is the blood of the dignified Xiuxian family left in the mortal world.
If it weren't for the arrival of a real fairy master, it would be impossible to fool the royal family of the Song Dynasty and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty just by pretending to be a ghost.
After all, people can see a real fairy teacher every ten years.
How could it be fooled by a pretending liar.
Therefore, this national teacher should be a real cultivator.
"A fairy master?"
Lynch hesitated.
If it's just a mundane master, Lynch will naturally care about him, just cut him off with a single sword.
But it involves real cultivators.
Lynch hesitated.
He didn't really want to confront a real cultivator, before he really mixed into the world of cultivating immortals.
He just wants to be low-key, low-key, and low-key.
But let it go?
Lynch glanced at Mingyue's urn, and then thought about Qingfeng who had already killed Luo Jing alone.
He closed his eyes, thought for a moment, and then slowly said, "You don't have to worry about this matter."
"I'll go to Luojing later and bring Qingfeng back."
"As for Mingyue's revenge, it's not too late to take revenge after that national teacher leaves."
Hearing Lin Qi's words, Yun Fuyu breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly nodded in agreement.
He was really worried that Lin Qi would get on the top and go to provoke the Song Guoguo, who was suspected of being an immortal teacher.
Even if Lynch is a great master.
But how can a mortal fight against an immortal master!
Chapter 25 Invite the National Teacher to Die 1
Xianfan is different.
Ordinary people can't beat the immortal master.
Qingfeng also said this to Mingyue three months ago.
But three months later.
With a broken arm, Qingfeng held a left-handed sword and stepped into Luojing again.
"Qingfeng, you shouldn't have come back."
On the high city wall, the former best friend held a horizontal knife in his hand, looking at the cool breeze below the city, he opened his mouth slowly.
"We have shown mercy and let you go, letting you leave with Mingyue's ashes."
"You should take her ashes back to Yunmengze, hide your name, and live a good life."
"Why do you still come to die?"
Qingfeng raised his head, looked at his close friend on the tower, thought for a while, and said seriously, "Actually, I don't know why I came back."
"It's like I don't know why Mingyue, knowing that she must die, has no hesitation in carrying her sword into Luojing Mountain."
"I tried to persuade her."
"But Mingyue is always right."
"She's right."
Qingfeng repeated it again, and then laughed freely, "Since it is something she thinks is right, then I will help her. It was like this before, and it should be like this now."
"Mingyue is dead!"
The best friend on the tower said angrily.
"Yes."
"She's dead."
Qingfeng sighed, then slowly raised the sword in his left hand.
He's not that good at left-handed swords, but that doesn't matter.
With the horizontal sword in his hand, the past with Mingyue flashed through his mind, and his tone became calm and firm.
"So what she didn't do, I will do."
"Her unfulfilled wish, I will fulfill it!"
"The bright moon is gone, the breeze must follow!"
"Please, the national teacher will die!"
Qingfeng's voice suddenly became passionate, like an unsheathed sword, rather than bent, the sound was like thunder, and finally resounded over the entire Luojing city.
"Invite the national teacher to die!"
"presumptuous!"
A roar sounded from the palace.
Zhao Mingan jumped into a rage, and said sharply, "How dare you offend the national teacher, let me kill him!"
With one order, not only the congenital masters of the royal family, but also the congenital masters of the major cultivating families in Luojing City came out one after another.
They received the same order.
Before Qingfeng alarmed the national division, kill without mercy.
Boom!
Suddenly there was a shower of rain.
Luojing City finally ushered in the first rain since the beginning of autumn this year.
The autumn rain is slightly cold and smells of blood.
Some people who experienced the Forbidden War 15 years ago watched the innate master battle unfolding on the tower, and their expressions were in a daze.
It was as if he saw the great master Lynch who had disappeared for many years.
But Qingfeng is not Lynch.
He didn't have innate invincibility, not to mention he lost his right hand, so he had to switch to the unfamiliar left-handed sword.
And at this moment, there are more than 12 innate masters besieging Qingfeng in the heavy rain.
"A sin."
"Which king's law did he violate, so that the court sent so many innate masters to surround and kill him?"
"Hush, don't talk about the national teacher."
……
Rumbling, thunder, and more urgent wind and rain.
But the sudden autumn rain finally stopped.
The rain washed away the blood.
All that remains is the pale corpse kneeling on the ground, bruised and bruised.
Someone took a step forward, intending to cut off Qingfeng's head with a single knife, and then took the head to the job.
But was stopped.
"Leave him a whole body."
"Anyway, we once had a fight together."
"He offended the national teacher, I advise you not to collect his body for him."
Someone whispered, "Speaking of which, does he still have relatives who can collect his body?"
"Nothing."
"Both he and Mingyue are orphans. They were adopted when they were young, and they learned martial arts."
"But we haven't been in touch for many years."
"Thinking about the people who adopted them back then, I'm afraid they are already dead."
"They didn't have any children before they were alive. Speaking of which, they really can't even find a body collector."