CHAPTER XV

The sky is not yet bright, tens of thousands of miles of Yijian Mountain Range is dim, but the sun has been shining on the top of Yijian Peak, only to see this huge peak, three huge annular clouds on the mountainside, the clouds are curling, everything is peaceful.

The sun rises in the east, and the Qingluan Hall on the top of Yijian Peak is full of golden light, shining on the sea of clouds, which is extremely eye-catching.

The Qingluan hall is simple and magnificent, full of momentum, and behind this hall, there is a small courtyard. In the yard, there are several peach trees planted, and the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the scenery of the garden is like a paradise outside the world.

In the direction of the courtyard to the north, there is a quaint hut, the hut sits north and faces south, at this time there is a glow in the sky above, but the hut is still a calm and clear.

The owner of this hut is called Yi Jian, the current sect master of the Yi Sword Sect, and his strength is unfathomable.

"Master, I don't know why you value this scoundrel so much?"

The person who spoke was the little beggar Luo Fan met in Qianyang Town, and she was still dressed as a beggar at this time.

"Yu'er, you've worked hard this time, okay, there's nothing wrong here?

It was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties, with black hair tied up in a blue crown, and a blue robe that looked a little dull in the room. He did not answer the little beggar's question.

At this time, there were three people in the room, two of them standing side by side, not very far apart, and one was lying on the bed in front of the other two, and that person was Luo Fan.

The little beggar glanced at Luo Fan suspiciously, and had no choice but to reply, "Then, the rain is going down." ”

With that, the little beggar left the house. After the little beggar left, Yi Jian also paid attention to Luo Fan, "What is in this kid's body? ”

Shaking his head, Yi Jian didn't know why. This was also the first time in his life that such a situation had been beyond his expectations.

......

At the same time, in the main hall of the Qingluan Palace, there was a person walking in the direction of this room, that person was wearing a purple robe, his long black hair was also tied in the crown of his head, and his handsome face was a little dignified, as if there was something urgent, so his pace was very hurried.

The Yijian Sect has more than 3,000 disciples, including 2,000 disciples of the outer sect, 1,000 disciples of the inner sect, and the remaining more than 10 people are extremely outstanding figures, except for a few special ones, most of them are the disciples of the sect master, also known as the true disciples.

And this person is the eldest disciple of Yi Jianfeng's true inheritance, Li Xiaoyao. A few days ago, when he said goodbye to Luo Fan near Qianyang Town, he planned to take advantage of his injuries to heal and pursue the Jade Rakshasa who was seriously injured and fled, but he didn't expect the other party to be too cunning, and in the end his mission failed.

So far, the murder charge he has borne has not been eliminated.

At the beginning, after finding out the real cause of Yang Chanyu's death, Li Xiaoyao took the initiative to ask Shizun to ask for an explanation with the Jade Rakshasa within half a month, but now half a month has passed quickly, and the progress of the matter is not at all, and Li Xiaoyao, who has accepted the reality, is also helpless, and the reason why he appeared near the Qingluan Hall at this time is also reasonable.

After passing through the last threshold of the Qingluan Palace, Li Xiaoyao immediately walked into the small courtyard, but at this moment, his master suddenly walked out of the hut, holding a person in his arms, and half of the person's face was covered, Li Xiaoyao didn't know who it was, but there was a faint feeling of familiarity.

"Master. ”

Li Xiaoyao bowed and saluted.

"Xiaoyao, why are you here?" Yi Jian also frowned slightly, and said, "If there is something to talk about tomorrow, there are important things that must be dealt with as a teacher now." Alright, you go back first!"

What Li Xiaoyao did was not too important, since the master had important things, he naturally had to know the priorities, but he never thought that he had just wanted to express it, and his master had already floated away.

"Master's actions could be so strange. ”

Looking into the distance, the familiar figure had disappeared, and Li Xiaoyao was puzzled, "Who could that person be......?

Li Xiaoyao thought back to the young man in Yi Jian's arms just now, the dress, the figure, it seemed that he had a guess in his heart, and knew who it was, but it was difficult to be sure.

......

Halfway up the mountainside of Yijian Peak, there was a quaint small courtyard, which was even more quaint and simple than the courtyard where the sect master of Yijian Sect lived.

However, as the saying goes, "the mountain is not high, there are fairies, the water is not deep, and there are dragons!", although this small courtyard is difficult to see, it is inhabited by an old man.

Although the old man does not have the same feared strength as a martial artist, his identity and right to speak are known to everyone, because everyone knows that what this old man says sometimes will not be refuted by the sect master. Last time, Luo Fan was framed for stealing the sect's swordsmanship, and the reason why the punishment was so light was probably because of Ping Lao.

And this old man is Grandpa Ping, who has lived with Luo Fan for ten years. Ten years ago, the old man inadvertently saved Luo Fan, and Luo Fan had a strong kendo talent, so he brought him back to Yi Jian Peak to raise, but because Luo Fan's body was too heavy to cultivate, he had not been able to enter Yi Jian Sect for cultivation for ten years.

In the courtyard, the furnishings are very simple, with a square stone table in the center surrounded by four cylindrical stone benches. Not far away, a wooden stake was erected. In the past ten years, Ping Lao has used this wooden stake for Luo Fan to exercise his physique, and at the same time, he also wants to eliminate the anger in his body.

Candles were lit in quaint huts, but they were empty.

Suddenly, the door of the house was opened, and a black shadow swished into the room, put Luo Fan on the bed, and then swished the door shut and left, it was the sect master Yi Jian.

Outside the courtyard, Ping Lao, who was wearing a gray coarse cloth coat, sat on a long stone bench and looked at the opposite side of the Jieyuan River, and he was also a little missed after being separated from Luo Fan for a long time. The beard and hair of the old man are all white, but there are no wrinkles on his face, which makes people feel incredible.

Hearing a sudden sound in the courtyard, Ping Lao immediately got up and rushed to the courtyard.

Ping Lao, who rushed into the courtyard, happened to see Yi Jian leaving, who only had a black shadow left, and shook his head helplessly, "You kid." ”

Pushed the door and entered the house, only to find Luo Fan lying on the bed, Ping Lao was also happy, and even walked over to visit.

"Silly boy, wake up, silly boy. ”

Ping Lao gently patted Luo Fan's body and called. But when he found that the latter did not react at all, he couldn't help frowning, and his heart was also puzzled.

Stretching out his hand to check Luo Fan's pulse, Ping Lao suddenly found that an invisible force directly bounced out the air flow that he injected into Luo Fan's body.

"There seems to be something in this kid's body, what the hell is so domineering?"

Regarding Luo Fan's current situation, Ping Lao was puzzled. However, he understood why Yi Jian sent people to him, because Luo Fan's situation was no longer within his reach, which was far beyond the understanding of ordinary people.

"It seems that the only way to wait for this kid to wake up on his own. But looking at his appearance, his face is ruddy, and it should be fine. ”

Seeing that Luo Fan's face was normal, Ping Lao was also relieved, at least Luo Fan's life was not in danger, as for when he would wake up, it was not within his control, and he could only look at Luo Fan's own creation.