Qiu Yutong also suddenly raised his head and looked towards the courtyard gate.
Second Senior Brother and Third Senior Brother were here?
He saw two sword cultivators with extremely good looks coming in through the gate side by side, and everyone immediately rustled out of the way.
The sword cultivator on the left was tall and sturdy, with white clothes like snow, eyes like cold stars and long eyebrows, his face was extremely handsome, but his face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and there was no expression at all. There was a long sword hanging from his waist, the scabbard was as white as snow and it was flawless. Three pale gold small seals were tattooed on it – “Beheading Wind and Snow”.
The crowd couldn’t help but whisper.
“This is the Aoxue Peak Master of North Snow City, Bai Hanyuan? He has the Beheading Wind and Snow on his waist. I heard that it ranks fifth on the Sword List, only one place lower than Master Wunu of Nanshan Temple…”
“Shh, be quiet, this man doesn’t seem to have a good temper.”
“I’ve heard that Bai Hanyuan is very temperamental. But he’s also a bit bad-tempered, no matter how much better he is compared to his third junior brother. Look at Sang Lingxi’s appearance, tsk tsk.”
“Haha, Cuibing Peak Master is still the same, romantic by nature, hey…”
“Yeah, I heard that the eldest young lady of Yueyang Li was about to get married last year. However, during the Dragon Rasing its Head festival in the second month, she met him when burning incense in the Guanyin Temple, and immediately made noise and refused to marry. She made Master Li sad and bald, hahaha… Look, he’s hooking up everywhere.”
The romantic and handsome sword cultivator beside Bai Hanyuan was naturally Sang Lingxi, Cuibing Peak Master. He had peach blossom eyes, a thin light yellow shirt, and a dark green sword hanging from his waist. The scabbard was a slender soft sword, and the scabbard was also tattooed with three pale gold small seals – “Green Mist Covers Water”.
Qiu Yutong listened to the whispered gossip of the people around, and couldn’t help being a little speechless, and finding it a little funny. It seemed that Third Senior Brother had not only failed to restrain himself over the years but had also become more and more unruly. It was unknown if after he returned home, whether Sect Leader would punish him to Wenjian Cliff and kneel for three or five years.
Sang Lingxi continued to wink at the female cultivators, from eighteen years old to eight hundred years old, from the Fengyue cultivator Yan Xiu to the Wuqing cultivator Kun. He’s not picky either, as long as it’s a woman and alive, they could receive the coquettish glances of this Cuibing Peak Master.
“Senior sister, he saw it, he saw it!”
“He even looked at it! God, he looked at our master! Such a playboy, tsk tsk.”
“So what if he’s a playboy, he is so handsome, even the master is looking at him…”
“Xiaorou, who do you think our master is looking at?!”
“Master… ah, he saw it!”
Bai Hanyuan couldn’t bear it and turned his head slightly, glaring at Sang Lingxi, “Did you not kneel enough at Wenjian Cliff?”
Sang Lingxi involuntarily shuddered, and immediately withdrew his gaze honestly, asking without integrity, “Second Senior Brother, looking at our century-long friendship of the same sect, you must not complain to the Sect Leader. My legs are still soft.”
“It’s good that you know,” Bai Hanyuan snorted coldly.
“I know, I know, Second Senior Brother, you are the bigger person…” Sang Lingxi nodded as if he was pecking at rice, and turned his head away. He secretly rolled his eyes, and whispered, “You only know how to use the Sect Leader to pressure people, tsk.”
“What are you whispering about?!”
“Nothing…” Sang Lingxi was immediately terrified.
Qiu Yutong sat in the corner and looked at his bickering two brothers, whom he was familiar with. While it was funny, his nose felt sore for some reason. After so many years, his second and third senior brothers had not changed at all; they were still the same.
It was a pity that the Sect Leader didn’t come. If the Sect Leader was there, it would be a different situation.
If the Sect Leader was there, Second Senior Brother would hold his sword and stand behind the Sect Leader with his eyes down, and not say a word. On the contrary, he had a temperament that if he had a choice not to speak, he wouldn’t speak. As for Third Senior Brother, he definitely wouldn’t dare throw flirtatious glances so flagrantly, he would only grip his tail and secretly tease a shy little girl while the Sect Leader was not paying attention. Then when the Sect Leader glanced at him with a smile, he would immediately apologize; he was such a coward.
Alas, he missed North Snow City so much.
Qiu Yutong sighed, and absently picked up the teacup, it was empty.
Lu Xiao picked up the teapot and poured him half a cup of hot tea, “It will be a little hot when just poured it out, be careful.”
“En.” Qiu Yutong nodded.
It’s nice to have a caring apprentice. At this moment, all the people in Medicine Monarch Manor’s courtyard were staring intently at his two almighty senior brothers, yet his little apprentice could even discover that his cup was empty.
“Peak Master Bai, Peak Master Sang! You two are here!” Xu Dongqing greeted them, overjoyed, “Come on, come here, please!”
Bai Hanyuan nodded lightly, “Second Master.”
Sang Lingxi grinned: “Second Master, congratulations. I heard that your sister-in-law is very beautiful, and even the Eldest Master can’t escape from her gentleness.”
Bai Hanyuan glared at him: “Don’t talk nonsense.”
“Haha, it’s alright, my brother won’t mind.” Xu Dongqing diligently led the two to the main table in the middle of the courtyard, “Two peak masters, please come here!”
Xu Dongqing led Bai Hanyuan and Sang Lingxi to the main table. Master Wuchen slowly got up, nodded and said, “Benefactor Bai, Benefactor Sang.”
Bai Hanyuan and Sang Lingxi also bowed and greeted: “Master Wuchen.”
After both Bai and Sang were seated, Xu Dongqing coughed lightly and asked a little embarrassedly, “Two peak masters, how is the City Lord Xie doing recently?”
Bai Hanyuan nodded, “He’s good.”
Sang Lingxi smiled, “Sorry to make the Second Master worried. The Sect Leader is very good. He is practicing in seclusion. After he leaves seclusion, he thinks that his cultivation will improve greatly.”
There was a low voice all over the place.
“It’s no wonder that City Lord Xie had closed his doors and declined guests all these years. It turned out that he was practicing in seclusion.”
“Two hundred years ago, during the sword analect in North Snow City, he lost his legs to Gui Wuya at the gate of his house. He may have felt aggrieved in his heart. He must have been cultivating all these years to take revenge and wipe out a grudge.”
“Xie Wanting cultivated the sword; if both his legs are useless, how can he use the sword?”
“Who knows! After so many years, no one has seen him make a move. On the other hand, his ‘Zhi Ge’ is still ranked third in the Sword List, and only ‘Tianzhao Yunhai’ by Immortal Master Qingheng is on the list , and Gui Wuya’s ‘Qi Xue’”
“I think this Sword List is too unreliable…”
Qiu Yutong listened to this gossip and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, so he couldn’t help frowning.
Lu Xiao said softly, “Shizun, ignore them.”
The long-winded swordsman named Yan Ran listened to them for a while, and couldn’t help laughing. “Actually, let me tell you, this City Lord Xie of North Snow City is really an amazing genius. Two hundred years ago, At the Xianmeng Conference in North Snow City, Gui Wuya broke his legs in public, which almost made him thoroughly discredited. At that time, his master had just died, and he was alone with three young disciples. Everyone thought that North Snow City would never recover, but I didn’t expect it…”
“Didn’t expect?” Mang Toutuo wondered.
“I didn’t expect that Xie Wanting had only been behind closed doors and declined guests for a year, and then he regained his composure, and even raised the three young disciples. No need to mention Bai Hanyuan and Sang Lingxi, one ranked fifth in the Sword List and the other ranked seventh in the Sword List. Naturally, they were first-class powerful sword cultivators. What was even more terrifying was the youngest disciple, Feilai Peak Master Qiu Yutong. “
“What’s wrong with Qiu Yutong? I heard people say that he has ascended, but I don’t know if it’s true or not. There is no such person in the Sword List.”
“There is no Qiu Yutong in the Sword List because he doesn’t have a life-bound sword, so Mr. Tianji didn’t put him in. If there was a real fight, not to mention Bai Hanyuan and Sang Lingxi, Xie Wanting, even Gui Wuya… are not necessarily his opponents. “
“He’s that outstanding?” Mang Toutuo couldn’t help smacking his tongue.
“He’s outstanding, but it’s a pity that Xie Wanting made a thousand calculations and made a wrong move. Before he could seek revenge against Gui Wuya, this youngest disciple had already ascended. If I were Xie Wanting, I would definitely be angry till I vomited blood. But well, even though Qiu Yutong is gone, Bai Hanyuan and Sang Lingxi are enough for the Beihai Sword Sect to drink a pot.”
“You mean, Xie Wanting wants to use these young disciples to seek revenge against Gui Wuya?”
“Exactly. Otherwise, why would he have painstakingly raised his three younger disciples up? He is not their master, what does he seek ?”
The table was in the corner of the yard and few people heard what they were talking about, but Qiu Yutong was already extremely unhappy.
Although Sect Leader was really scary sometimes, he had said nothing to Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, and himself, and the Sect Leader had never revealed that he wanted them to help with revenge.
Lu Xiao gently patted the back of his hand in a soothing manner, “Shizun.”
Qiu Yutong pursed his lips, but still couldn’t hold back, he turned to Yan Ran, the long-winded swordsman, “Don’t talk nonsense, City Lord Xie is not such a person.”
Yan Ran glanced at him and smiled, “Oh, there is also an admirer of Xie Wanting here. The admirers of City Lord Xie are really everywhere.”
Qiu Yutong still wanted to defend, but Yan Ran had already waved his hand, “It’s alright, it’s actually not malicious. Although Xie Wanting has a deep mind, he is also very capable, and he was also defeated by Gui Wuya. Look at Lin Yurong.”
He raised his chin and pointed to the side.
There were only two people sitting at the table in front, Lin Yurong, the master of Yuqin Palace, and his younger brother Lin Zhufeng. Lin Yurong was thin and handsome, but his face was pale. He stared blankly at Bai Hanyuan and Sang Lingxi at the main table with a hint of envy in his eyes.
Lin Zhufeng lowered his voice impatiently, “Brother, can you stop watching? It’s shameful.”
“En.” Lin Yurong pursed his lips and lowered his head.
Yan Ran sighed, “Look, even his younger brother looks down on him.”
Qiu Yutong looked at the Yuqin Palace Master and couldn’t help but sigh in his heart. That year, Lin Yurong’s sword in the qin, “Miao Yin”, was the eighth place in the Sword List, but now…
Mang Toutuo wondered, “What’s going on with Lin Yurong? I only heard that when the North Snow City talked about swords, Gui Wuya crippled Xie Wanting’s legs and shattered Lin Yurong’s qin, how did he turn out like this?”
“Yuqin Palace is rich, it’s not as poor as North Snow City. Lin Yurong is the eldest young master of Yuqin Palace. Naturally, he was spoiled since he was young. In North Snow City, Gui Wuya shattered his qin, and he was embarrassed. Since then, he has been unable to recover… Over the years, even Xie Wanting has not been in contact with him. You know, they were good friends in the past, so-called ‘one qin and one xiao moved the Nine Heavens’. It can be seen that making friends depends on their strength.”
Mang Toutuo nodded and said loudly, “Don’t speak about City Lord Xie anymore, even I can’t get used to this kind of person! As the saying goes, if there is revenge, get revenge; it’s really useless to be a coward who doesn’t want to show initiative!”
As he spoke, he got excited, and suddenly slapped the table so hard that even the tea on the table shook out. “Useless!”
The words of Mang Toutuo were really loud, and everyone couldn’t help but look over, Qiu Yutong hurriedly lowered his head and drank tea.
Lin Yurong’s body trembled slightly, like a frightened rabbit; don’t even mention talking back, he didn’t even dare to look that way.
Lin Zhufeng frowned: “Brother!”
On the table next to him, Wu Shengnan, the leader of the Poison Dragon Cult, gently stroked the silver ghost on the left side of his face with one hand and played with a small red poisonous snake with the other. Half of his face, which was as colorful as a peach, had no expression, and he seemed to be very disapproving.
Xue Huairou, the pretty young man who cultivated Fengyue, smiled sweetly and looked even more seductive, “Actually, although this Palace Master Lin’s cultivation has been abolished, he looks pretty good, why don’t he come to my faction and cultivate Fengyue?”
“Hahaha…” Someone couldn’t help laughing and quickly lowered his voice.
Lin Yurong’s head dropped even lower, and his thin fingers tugged at the hem of his robe.
The scuffle here caught the attention of the main table in the middle. Master Wuchen closed his eyes and folded his hands, and said in a low voice, “Amitabha, bad words hurt people.”
Bai Hanyuan drank his tea expressionlessly as if he didn’t care about all this.
Sang Lingxi smiled and lowered his voice, “Second Senior Brother, I can’t believe that this Palace Master Lin, with such a weak temperament, was once a close friend of the Sect Leader.”
Bai Hanyuan put down the teacup and said coldly, “I also can’t believe that your long-windedness was taught by the Sect Leader.”
Sang Lingxi touched his nose: “Uh, okay.”
Seeing that there was a commotion, even the masters at the main table looked over. Yan Ran couldn’t help but glare at Mang Toutuo, “Master, please be quieter, okay?”
Mang Toutuo knew that he was wrong yet still insisted, “What I said is the truth.”
Even so, he kept his voice down.
Xu Dongqing quickly interrupted with a loud voice, “Steward, serve the drinks!”
Everyone turned their eyes and laughed: “Drink, drink.” “Come, come, toast!” “Toast to you!”
Yan Ran took a sip of wine and wondered: “Why are the people from the Beihai Sword Sect not here yet? Although Gui Wuya has too many enemies, he has always been very arrogant, so he shouldn’t be afraid, right?”
“Who knows, maybe this Gui Wuya is also a coward who is hard on the outside and soft on the inside.” Mang Toutuo pouted.
Qiu Yutong also had some doubts in his heart. He heard Xu Dongqing say before that the Medicine Monarch Manor also sent a wedding invitation to Beihai Sword Sect. However, Gui Wuya, known as the “Double Cultivation of Poison and Swords”, was naturally proficient in the art of alchemy. Perhaps he was not interested in the Medicine Monarch Manor’s panacea; that was also possible.
At this time, outside the courtyard gate, there was a sound of gongs and drums: “Dong dong qiang, dong dong qiang!”
The crowd roared for a while, and Xu Dongqing also stood up with a smile on his face: “Brother is back with his bride, go out and have a look, everyone please wait.”
As he spoke, he got up and welcomed his brother outside the courtyard gate.
Yan Ran touched his chin, “I heard that his bride, who was originally an orphan girl at the foot of Bifeng Cliff, accidentally rescued the Eldest Master, and the two fell in love at first sight, which is also a good story.”
“That’s right.” Qiu Yutong looked at the courtyard gate and was very happy for Xu Qiushi. The Eldest Master had a weird and irritable temperament, and it was not easy to have such a good relationship.
Lu Xiao nodded and said softly, “It’s very rare for two people to be happy with each other. He is indeed a blessed person.”
As the sound of gongs and drums got closer and closer, Xu Qiushi was wearing wedding clothes, riding a tall jujube-red horse, followed by a big red sedan chair, and a group of people, entered the courtyard in a mighty manner.
“Brother, did you pick up my sister-in-law?” Xu Dongqing congratulated his brother.
“Shh, I haven’t gotten married yet, kid, don’t talk nonsense!” Xu Qiushi reprimanded.
Xu Dongqing was very in awe of this brother, and silently shut up,”Oh.”
“You youngster!” Xu Qiushi wasn’t really angry, his oddly long, thin face had a silly, happy smile that looked almost ridiculous.
He jumped off the horse, hesitated for a moment, then carefully opened the sedan curtain, stretched out his hand, and even his voice became extraordinarily soft, “A Ning, we have arrived.”
No one answered.
The sedan chair was empty.
Xu Qiushi was stunned for a moment and murmured, “A Ning?”
Xu Dongqing was also stunned, “Where’s my sister-in-law?”
There were low murmurs of discussion in the yard. “What’s going on?” “What’s wrong? There are too many people, so I can’t see it!” “The bride is gone?” “God, did she run away? ?” “Who knows, hahaha, this Medicine Monarch Manor has made a big joke.”
At this moment, a long, sharp roar suddenly came from the north: “The bright moon rises from the sea—”
As soon as the whistling sound fell, a more high-pitched clear whistling from the east reconciled: “The bright moon rises from the sea—”
“The bright moon rises from the sea—” This low, hoarse howl came from the side.
The courtyard was quiet at first, and then there was a violent commotion: “The Beihai Sword Sect is here!” “There is a lot of fun today!” “Is it Gui Wuya?” “I don’t know!”
Mang Toutuo said anxiously, “What’s going on? What’s going on?”
Yan Ran stood up, his face flushed slightly with excitement: “The bright moon rises from the sea, this is the slogan of the Beihai Sword Sect. Listening to this sound, three powerful sword cultivators have arrived? Is it Gui Wuya or his young disciples?”
In the flash of lightning, three bright sword lights descended from the sky!
They only heard three soft sounds of “papapa”, then three people landed on the eaves in the north, east, and three directions of the courtyard.
Yu Jian came and landed directly on the master’s roof, which was extremely rude. The Lotus Cloud Boat of Nanshan Temple stopped in Linglu Valley. Master Wuchen, Qingci and Qinghui walked into the manor. Bai Hanyuan and Sanglingxi also entered Linglu Valley and entered the Medicine Monarch Manor on foot.
The three sword cultivators of the Beihai Sword Sect came down from the sky like this, they basically slapped Xu Qiushi in the face in public!
Xu Qiushi lost his bride and became extremely anxious at this time. He pointed to the eaves and scolded, “Whether you are from the Beihai Sword Sect or not, get out of here!”
Above the main room in the north direction, stood an extremely pale sword cultivator. He was holding a round black package in his hand, and his face was expressionless.
“That’s Chen Wushang, Gui Wuya’s second younger disciple! He seems to be carrying something?”
Chen Wushang gently pulled the corner of his mouth, and revealed a smile without any smiling expression. “Eldest Master, my senior brothers and I have made a special trip to Medicine Monarch Manor to congratulate you. Since the Eldest Master has issued an order to evict guests, I won’t demand to stay at this wedding feast, but the Eldest Master must accept this congratulatory gift.”
“I don’t want any congratulatory gift, you three get out of here!” Xu Qiushi shouted sharply.
Chen Wushang smiled lightly, and then threw it away!
The round package landed on the open space of the courtyard with a soft “snap” and rolled away.
The package was not tight, and as it rolled, the black cloth pulled open.
Everyone gasped and said, “This is…”
Inside the package was a bloody head, and the thick blood had not yet solidified.
It was a woman’s head.
