"Yanshan Bidai, Weihe Qingbo. These two are also called "Linyou Double Unique".

Fifty miles north of Linyou County, there is a place called "Heaven does not cross", Yanshan Mountain rises abruptly here, forming a desperate ravine; the mouth of the river suddenly narrows, and the Wei River changes from slow to rapid, with three twists and turns. This mountain and water meet just like the word "pass".

In the early years, during the Suzong period, there was a famous phase master who came here to look at feng shui for the big families of Fengxiang Mansion, saying that the "point" of the word "pass" was "the trend of dragon and tiger competition, and it was not suitable to build a house". Since then, due to the remote terrain, this beautiful mountain has been rarely populated.

Unexpectedly, in just over 20 years, "Tianbu Du" has become one of the most lively market towns in the entire Fengxiang Mansion: there are many courtyards scattered at the foot of Yanshan Mountain, and the market in the west is also small-scale. From the other side of the Wei River, there is a six-story cinnabar tower, dazzling.

This tower is called "Yangyue Pavilion", like the dense eaves tower of Buddhism, but the whole is elliptical, narrow in front and wide in the back, the eaves of each layer of the tower point differently, and it looks like a huge vine from a distance. Its origin has to start from 3,000 years ago:

From the beginning of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors to the current Tang Dynasty, the martial arts on the rivers and lakes have gradually deduced a fixed school - among them, the six schools of "Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, Soldier, Law, and Mo" are respected, and there are also small schools with their own specialties such as "Tianyan, Yin and Yang, Huochong, Fangji, Six Senses, Fishing and Farming, and Green Seedlings", which can be described as a hundred flowers blooming.

Eighty years ago, during the Zhongzong period, a small sect called "Yangyue Sect" rose rapidly, and its martial arts path was unique, and in less than ten years, it became a giant that could fight against any other sect. On the rivers and lakes, it can be said that everyone knows and no one knows.

The good times didn't last long, and after the violent death of the first head, the younger generation had mediocre swordsmanship and couldn't make a name for themselves. By the time it was passed on to the third generation of leaders, the sect had already decayed and was reduced to a ninth-rate small sect, which was embarrassing. Not long after, a tragedy occurred in the rivers and lakes - more than 400 people from the head of Yangyuezong to the long-term workers were all slaughtered overnight. There are many rumors about the cause of the incident, and there is no unified statement, which has become an unsolved case.

More than 20 years later, a young man came to challenge several sects in the northwest within a month, and the sixteen heads of the "Four Great Sword Sects of Ganzhou" and "Twelve Sects of Suzhou" all lost to him. His sword moves were also recognized, and they were the "Yangyue Sword Technique" of that year.

This young man used the gambling sword to get the lottery head to build a cinnabar tower in Linyou, which is exactly what the "Yangyue Sect" library tower looked like in the old days. He posted widely in the rivers and lakes, opened a sect, claimed to be a descendant of the Yangyue Sect, and said that the tragedy 20 years ago was poisoned by the enemy and led to the extinction, and now the revenge has been avenged, and the "Yangyue Sect" will be rebuilt.

But in just three years, the young man died violently in his own home, and Yangyuezong released the news that it was caused by practicing martial arts and entering demons, and his eldest disciple "Duan Fei" took over as the head.

This Fei is not only a little accomplished in swordsmanship, but also takes care of the "Yangyue Sect" in just a few years, and takes it to the next level.

Yangyue Sect Main Hall***

The young man sat on the top seat, wearing a pale blue brocade robe, lightly embroidered with the word Taihui; the white belt was densely woven with two Jiao patterns, and a dark blue blue jade was inlaid in the center, round and smooth; and the hair was tied up with a three-green belt, and a white jade hairpin was inserted. The whole person sat on the Nanmu Taishi chair, full of body and extraordinary bearing. He reached out to grab the teacup on the table, and a thick callus appeared on the tiger's mouth, this person was Duan Fei, the current head of the Yangyue Sect.

Duan Fei gently dialed the tea with the lid of the cup, and took a sip: "How is it?

There was a man in white standing under the hall, it was Wei Zisong, the "third disciple" of the Yangyue Sect, who was more like a scribe than a swordsman.

"In the past few days, the martial arts performances of the six generations of disciples have been completed, and about thirty percent of the new disciples who have passed the assessment have entered the three gates of the sun, moon, and stars according to their own wishes. ”

After Wei Zisong finished speaking, he picked up the account book next to him, flipped through it casually, and said:

"The accounts of the spring are cleared, and the shackles of the new disciples, plus the income from the medical hall, restaurant, and vegetable garden, are 1,354 yuan. In addition to daily expenses, a new batch of weapons was added to the treasury, and the furniture of the east and west compartment disciples' rooms was repainted. All that counts, the balance for the whole spring is ...... Five hundred and thirty-four times".

Duan Fei was halfway through his tea, he was choked, coughed twice, and glanced at the man in white: "So many?" As soon as he finished speaking, he felt too surprised, put down the teacup, and said, "Is this tea also a different variety?"

Wei Zisong raised his head and smiled: "That's natural, now the sect's treasury is solid, and the degree of food and clothing is naturally different from the past, in addition to tea, your small kitchen has also added a Jiangnan dim sum cook, I don't know what the head thinks?"

Duan Fei looked happy and said with a smile: "Very good, very good." Don't stand, sit down! You still have a way, in just three years, now you can earn money in one quarter that you can't make in three years before. Thank you for your hard work, if you have nothing else to do, just rest. Oh...... That's right. I went out this time to find a rare authentic calligraphy and painting, and I will send them to your room later. ”

Wei Zisong gently stretched his neckline, hugged his fists and said with a smile: "Master Xie cares, but there is still one thing to ask the head to decide." Three days ago, 'Chang Wen' had a conflict with someone else in Linyou, and as a result, he was injured his tendon, and the person who was looking for trouble was arrested, how should this be handled?"

The head of the house sighed and stood up: "Chang Wen is also a good swordsman, how can he be injured by someone, do you know the specific process of this incident?"

"This thing is difficult here, the two of them don't speculate in the restaurant, and they started to do it, Chang Wen was lost, and the man also said to give up, who knew that Chang Wen was extremely corrupt, and actually attacked and injured the man's arm from behind, and the man picked Chang Wen's tendon in a fit of anger, and said that the disciples taught by the 'Yangyue Sect' have no talent and no virtue. This happened to be encountered by the second senior brother, so he brought the man back on the grounds of insulting the master. ”

Duan Fei's face darkened, and he clutched the armrest of the chair tightly: "This matter is not easy to do, it seems that we are at the loss when you talk about it." Do you know where that man came from?"

Wei Zisong shook his head: "That person refused to say." However, listening to his accent is from the Chang'an area, when he started with the second senior brother, I don't know if he deliberately concealed his routines, and successively used five or six moves such as the 'Qingfeng Hand' of the 'Chenlu Temple' and the 'Taigang Zhengjian' of the 'Jiutai Temple', but they all only had moves, and they didn't seem to have practiced mental and internal skills. ”

Duan Fei sat back in the Taishi chair, mumbled, and said, "Where are the others? How is Chang Wen now?"

"The man is a hard stubble, locked up in the wall pavilion. The doctor came to see Chang Wen, the wound had been wrapped, and the doctor said that life would be safe in the future, but he could no longer practice swordsmanship. ”

After Wei Zisong finished speaking, he let out a long sigh, but he didn't want Duan Fei to slap the tea table and stand up suddenly.

"In the final analysis, it's all Chang Wen's own fault, and a sneak attack behind his back is indeed a taboo in the rivers and lakes, let alone after losing the sword. If the man is willing to apologize, we'll let him go. If his teacher comes over, we can't explain it. For other disciples, this matter should also be said, if you lose the swordsmanship, you will lose, and you will practice every day, don't even lose your conduct. ”

After a pause, he said, "You go and get busy, I'll take a look!"

Wei Zisong nodded and withdrew.

Duan Fei picked up the teacup, took another sip of tea, and slowly walked to the face-to-face pavilion in the outer courtyard.

This wall pavilion was originally intended for the disciples of the sect who made mistakes, and it was surrounded by one-foot-thick stone slabs, without windows, and only two small holes were opened in the ceiling for ventilation, and the whole room was pitch black.

At this moment, there was only one person in the stone house, who was lying on the ground, closing his eyes and recuperating, but heard the sound of soft footsteps on the masonry floor outside the door. A harrier rolled over and stood up and hid behind the door.

I only heard the footsteps at the door getting closer and closer. As soon as the footsteps stopped, the heavy stone slab made a muffled "clucking" sound, and the door slowly opened, and the sunlight penetrated in with a wide figure.

Duan Fei hadn't gotten used to the dimness of the room, and with two fists and the sound of the wind, he had already struck at his front door. He dodged backwards, but unexpectedly this move was just a false move, and the man's purpose was to escape. Before the second move could be made, the man had already stepped out of the room.

Duan Fei's right hand turned into a claw, clasped the man's shoulder, and dragged him back into the house, and slapped the man's lower abdomen with his left hand, and said in his heart: "The move is good, but it really has no internal strength." ”

Duan Fei slammed the man back into the house, gently dusted his cuffs, and said, "Get up!" But he didn't see the man fall to the ground, and there was no reaction, so he had to step forward, bend down, touch his nose, and he was already out of breath.

He knew that this person was probably playing tricks, so he grabbed the man's wrist and took a pulse.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't match, but the pulse startled him into a cold sweat: as light as a gossamer, this pulse is already so weak that it is almost impossible to touch.

"Isn't this person already suffering internal injuries, and he was too heavy just now? If he dies in the sect, whether it is another sect coming to the door or this matter is spread to the rivers and lakes, it will really ruin his reputation. ”

Thinking of this, Duan Fei grabbed the man, carried it on his shoulder, and shouted outside: "Quick, go and invite the doctor!"

The young man lay motionless on his shoulder, his heart was already happy, and he almost held back his internal injuries with a smile: I just wanted to play tricks on you, who knew it was so easy to deceive. My Li family's "Wanminxi" is really easy to use, I picked this practice back then, I was really amazing!

You want to arrest me?