Zhao Rufeng, who was sitting quietly in the dark, suddenly changed his face and stood up. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Your uncle is back?"

"Yes, there was a sword mark left by Wanjian last night, I checked it carefully, it should be left by my uncle when he tried the sword."

"Did you report this to the authorities?"

Lu Yi, who was standing in front of him, shook his head, his eyes revealing a bit of complexity,

"No, I have already filled in the sword mark privately, although my uncle has returned, he has not appeared in front of my eyes, he must not want to reveal his whereabouts to the elders of Tianling Mountain. Lu Yidou dared to guess that when my uncle came back this time, he should have come to find you. Look, uncle, do you want me to communicate with my uncle and tell him that you are in the meditation tower now? ”

"Don't go to your uncle first, I fell into such an embarrassing situation, how can I let him see it."

Zhao Rufeng said that it was difficult to hide the loss in his expression, he stayed on this Tianling Mountain, except for the people of his own family, the only one who was concerned was the junior brother who left the school early.

Remembering that at the beginning, this junior brother was indeed talented and intelligent, even if he held a sick body, he could easily surpass all the peers, and the junior brother was about to be accepted as the head of the sect, obviously holding a good future, but he encountered such an accident when he should have been on the rise, and finally he knew that it was difficult to get rid of the suspicion, and he was afraid that he would continue to implicate the master, so he resolutely chose to leave the master and traveled all over the world.

Fifteen years have passed, and the young man who came out of purgatory at the beginning is already a high-ranking person who is famous all over the world and powerful in all directions, but he will never be able to be free and easy, bound by this Tianling Mountain and bound by his family. He, Zhao Rufeng, didn't want him to look at his current appearance, otherwise, how could he face all the oaths they had made?

"But, uncle, since he is back, it would be better for you to see him."

Zhao Rufeng waved his hand vigorously,

"It's not as simple as him coming back to me, he hasn't stepped into Tianling Mountain for so many years, but he came at this time, I'm afraid it's still for the incident back then."

Lu's eyes flashed, remembering some of the secrets in the mountains that he had heard from his master, and he couldn't help but take a long breath, it is said that fifteen years ago, the disciples of the five sects fought in the pole pool, and after more than a hundred people entered the pole pool, only the uncle came out alive, and the other sects of the immortal alliance all pointed the finger at him, saying that he was bloodthirsty and cruel, and suspected that he killed the disciples of the immortal sect in a vain attempt to monopolize the treasures found in the pole pool. If it weren't for the impact of this incident, I was afraid that Uncle would now be a better existence than an elder on this Heavenly Spirit Mountain.

"So, my uncle has been gone for so many years, and finally asked for a result?"

"The result? If there is a result, why don't he come to Tianling Mountain in a bright light. Coming here in such secrecy, maybe he had only one purpose. ”

"What does Uncle Shi think?"

"His movements over the years are all to collect the behind-the-scenes evidence of the Battle of Jitan, and when he came to Tianling Mountain, he must have found some clues."

"Uncle Shi is right."

"Well, during this time, you don't act rashly, pay attention to help your uncle cover up his whereabouts, he is a willful person, and he has to give birth to some rights and wrongs wherever he goes, but fortunately, he has left traces on this Baiming Peak, if he goes to other peaks, he will be exposed immediately. Lu Yi, don't come to this meditation tower again. ”

"Yes!"

The meditation tower fell silent again, Zhao Rufeng looked at Lu Yi's gradually disappearing figure, and then sighed slightly.

The first battle of Jitan has made the life of his junior brother have such a big stain, he has been chasing the truth for fifteen years, and now he is chasing it to Tianling Mountain, is it that behind that incident back then, it is actually related to this Tianling Mountain?

Zhao Rufeng thought about it so far, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

The truth is far more complicated than it seems.

In the night, a petite figure jumped out of the Shuyi Building, stepped on the bluestone road through the moonlight, and gradually walked towards Wanjianping on Baiming Peak.

"You're here, Yue Xiaohuan."

There was a handsome man dressed in white standing on Wan Jianping, and before Yue Xiaohuan's figure fell into his sight, he heard a whisper.

"Well, meet Uncle Lu!"

Yue Xiaohuan was worried that this uncle and noble person would forget things and would not come to this Wanjian Ping to teach her how to dance the sword, but she ran up in the middle of the night with hope to take a look, these two of them both abided by the previous agreement and met on this Wanjian Ping.

Lu Yingzhong sat on the sword viewing platform, and seemed to have been waiting here for a while, and Lin's Yue Xiaohuan suddenly became a little embarrassed.

"Uncle Lu, have you been waiting for a long time?"

"Soon after, just an hour."

Yue Xiaohuan's face turned pale when she heard this,

"It's Xiao Huan's fault that Uncle Shi waited for me for so long in vain!"

This Lu Yingzhong is also strange, he has a good temper towards Yue Xiaohuan,

"It's nothing, I said it was waiting, in fact, I also took advantage of this leisure moment to release my divine sense and take a good turn on Baiming Peak, where are you peak masters hiding, how can I only detect his breath, but I can't find his person?"

Yue Xiaohuan was stunned in his heart, the very respectful senior brother in Lu Yingzhong's mouth was afraid that it was Zhao Rufeng, thinking of this, Yue Xiaohuan frowned, this is a little complicated, if Lu Yingzhong and Zhao Rufeng are on the same side, when he finds out that Zhao Rufeng is because he was confined, it is estimated that he will not be as enthusiastic as he is now to teach himself swordsmanship.

"Uncle Lu, I want to ask you a question first."

"Say it, Xiao Huan."

"If the person you are closest to and most admired is severely punished for making a mistake, will you go and save him? Will he resentfully those who have punished him? ”

Lu Yingzhong touched his chin thoughtfully,

"It depends on what kind of mistake he has made, if it is indeed unforgivable, then he is to blame, I will not help him, but if the punishment is too heavy, I will go to the fire for him and save him from the predicament, as for the person who was harmed by his mistakes, I will not resent it, maybe in order to reduce the mistakes made by this relative, I will make up for the damage caused by his mistakes."

Yue Xiaohuan nodded, it seems that this Uncle Lu can still distinguish between right and wrong, he has a scale in his heart, and he will judge things on a case-by-case basis, and he will not change from person to person.

As long as he has such a character, then he can handle it a little easier.

"Why are you asking me such a question all of a sudden?"

Lu Yingzhong asked curiously, but when she met Yue Xiaohuan's dodgy eyes, she was silent for a while, as if she had made a decision, she clenched her fists and said,

"Uncle Shi, the peak master Zhao Rufeng was imprisoned in the Meditation Tower, his cousin and niece had a feud with me, and set fire to me before, and finally I escaped, Zhao Rufeng shielded his cousin and niece to cover up the crime for her, but was discovered by Tianling Mountain......"

"I see, senior brother, he still can't escape the shackles of this family...... Xiao Huan, it's enough for you to tell me, don't worry that I will blame you, after all, it is the senior brother family who makes mistakes first. Let's not talk about him tonight, come, Xiao Huan, you show me the three-style gossip sword dance you saw yesterday. ”

Lu Yingzhong was only slightly stunned, and then began to guide Yue Xiaohuan to practice the sword as before, all this didn't seem to surprise him much, he seemed to have guessed something a long time ago,

"By the way, Xiao Huan, the bamboo sword I gave you, can you still use it?"