"Yuntao, come here!"

"Uncle Shi, what's wrong?"

After Bi Yuntao finished cleaning, he habitually wanted to go back to the fruit forest, but he didn't expect to be stopped by Yu Wenxiao at this time.

He had an inexplicable look of surprise on his face, but he quickly disguised his surprise and gave him a faint smile.

"It's nothing, just a few small talks!"

Yu Wenxiao pointed to the tea table beside him and motioned for Bi Yuntao to sit down, "Yuntao, you have also worked hard, come over for a cup of tea break!"

Bi Yuntao looked flattered, but he still sat down when he saw Yu Wenxiao's smile.

"Okay!"

The courtyard where Yu Wenxiao is now is on a mountain, to be precise, it should be a cave, and it was also named Lingzhu Dongtian by Ding Xiaohu, because there are bamboos on the whole mountain, and most of them are black jade bamboos of the king of bamboo.

It's been 10 days since I came to Lingzhu Cave.

Bi Yuntao is his handyman, and the other three live in the fruit forest, and they usually don't come over.

When there is really something to do, Yu Wenxiao will ask for help through the miscellaneous disciples and his two substitute senior brothers.

"Yuntao, is there anyone else in the family?"

Yu Wenxiao personally poured tea for Bi Yuntao, and Bi Yuntao stood up from his seat with a frightened sound.

"Yuntao, sit down!"

Yu Wenxiao still smiled, "We've been together for a while, you don't have to be so restrained when no one is around, sit down and drink tea!"

"This ...... This...... Good...... Good...... Okay, Uncle Shi!"

Bi Yuntao respectfully bowed to Yuwenxiao and sat down, but he was still a little cramped and uneasy, even his hand serving tea was a little trembling, his lean face was full of panic, and his two eyes were looking around left and right without daring to look directly at Yuwenxiao.

"Yuntao, you relax and relax, nominally I am your uncle, but we are all about the same size, don't be too nervous!"

Yu Wenxiao tried his best to make Bi Yuntao not so nervous, "Yuntao, how did you come to Shengyuan Palace, looking at your speech and demeanor, you don't seem to be an ordinary miscellaneous disciple?

"No...... No...... I don't know, I don't know!"

Bi Yuntao suddenly stood up from his seat, even the tea in the cup was spilled, and beads of sweat immediately rolled down his forehead.

The expression on his face was not very natural, it seemed that Yu Wenxiao's words really scared him, and his eyes were a little frightened!

"Yuntao, you don't have to be nervous, we're just chatting!"

Yu Wenxiao looked at Bi Yuntao, who was nervous and frightened, he still looked like he was calm and light, everything didn't matter, and gently motioned Bi Yuntao to sit down, "Actually, strictly speaking, we are still senior brothers, and we all worship under the door of the fairy master!"

Bi Yuntao's face was blue and white, his eyes were full of fear, and even Yu Wenxiao's gaze was avoiding him.

Even the panting was a little cramped and uneasy, and there was stiffness in the movements, which made him look very nervous.

Yu Wenxiao naturally saw it in his heart.

Since he said that Tong Luang Bi Yuntao has been a little frightened, a little unusual, but this is normal in Yu Wenxiao's opinion, Tong Luang must be like a rat crossing the street now, everyone shouts and beats, and everyone who has a relationship with him is unwilling to admit that he knows him.

The matter of enshrined Zhao Ling has not yet been decided, but Tong Guangguang's matter has been ironclad, that is, the meticulous work of the Seven Killings Palace, and it has also been found out that Tong Guangguang was born in the Western Regions, and was accepted by the Seven Killings Hall as an elite key cultivation at a young age, and later changed his identity and name to devote himself to Zhao Ling's door, and became a deacon of the Shengyuan Palace, which was personally testified by one of his apprentices.

The disciple who pointed out to him was also a person sent by the Seven Killing Palaces of the Western Regions, and his identity had been fully confirmed and verified.

"Your original name is Feng Rui, and your brother's name is Feng Yun!"

Yu Wenxiao looked at Bi Yuntao, who was extremely nervous, and paused for more than a dozen respites and continued: "Your brother Fengyun was imprisoned and beheaded because of the Tong Immortal Master, you were implicated because you were his own brother, and some inner disciples were directly reduced to miscellaneous disciples!"

Yu Wenxiao's words were like a bomb, which blew up Bi Yuntao's head, and his originally thin and pale face changed color from time to time, one moment green and one white, one moment red and one black, and his eyes were so frightened that he didn't know what to do.

"You don't have to be afraid, I have no ill intentions!" Yu Wenxiao further said, "I just want to know some truth!"

"Yes, my original name is Fengrui!" Bi Yuntao no longer concealed it and said directly, "I don't know what Uncle Shi wants to know?"

"Tell me everything you know about the Tong Immortal Master!" Yu Wenxiao drank a cup of tea and said, "Is the Tong Immortal Master just like the words on the iron plate, is he really a fine work sent by the Seven Killing Palaces of the Western Regions?

Bi Yuntao, or Feng Rui, heard this, he put away the panic in his heart.

He also heard that the junior brother in front of him should not tell his true identity.

"Don't dare to hide it from Uncle Tong, I once heard the Tong Immortal Master say that he was a member of the Seven Killing Palaces of the Western Regions, and it was because of this that I was hunted down!" Sadness appeared on Feng Rui's face, "Since my brother has been with the Tong Immortal Master since he was a child, he is obedient to him, and he actually obeyed the words of the Tong Immortal Master and really wanted to kill me, and then fortunately, I survived thanks to the same senior brother rushing over." ”

"Then how did you go from an inner disciple to a miscellaneous disciple?" Yu Wenxiao continued to ask.

"Although I was saved by my brother, I knew that I would not end well because of my brother's affairs, so I secretly ran away, and I fell ill with a fever not long after. Later, I didn't know what happened, when I woke up, I became a slave who was trafficked, and it was also by chance that I was sold to Shengyuan Palace, but I was sold to Yunpan Mountain, and no one knew me, and I couldn't remember my previous memories. Maybe it was because I had a little foundation in cultivation that I was promoted to a miscellaneous disciple, and it wasn't until the last time I saw Senior Brother Li that my memory gradually recovered, and my sword qi cultivation actually improved!"

Bi Yuntao's eyes were full of scars, his expression was also very sad, and naturally he had all kinds of helplessness about life.

"Blessings and woes, misfortunes and blessings!" Bi Yuntao smiled sadly, his eyes were full of helplessness, "I didn't expect that I escaped from Fengyun Mountain but not Yunpan Mountain, and I went around and around and came to Uncle Shi's hands, this is my life, I can't escape if I want to!"

Fengyun Mountain is a blessed place dedicated to Zhao Ling, where Tong Luang and Feng Rui Fengyun brothers practiced.

"Fate...... Right...... It's fate!"

Yu Wenxiao was a little lost, and seemed to empathize with Feng Rui's distress.

"Uncle Shi, now that you know my true identity, please read it for the sake of me serving you for so long, let me die a happy death, right?" Bi Yuntao's eyes flashed with sadness, his face was full of frustration, and there was a bit of helplessness about fate in a trance.

Yu Wenxiao took a sip of the teacup and looked at Bi Yuntao who was kneeling on the ground.

"Whether you are Bi Yuntao or Feng Rui, I am not very interested in your previous affairs, nor am I interested in how you have an inner disciple reduced to a miscellaneous disciple, I am only interested in your swordsmanship, the swordsmanship cultivation of our Shengyuan Palace!"

Yu Wenxiao didn't have any words after listening to the story, and turned to say this sentence that made Bi Yuntao scratch his head.

"This ...... Uncle Shi, don't you have the swordsmanship cultivation of our Shengyuan Palace?"

Bi Yuntao's face was confused, Yu Wenxiao, as a second-generation disciple on the cloud disk, or a closed disciple of Han Bing, didn't even know the swordsmanship of the Shengyuan Palace, how could he not believe it, looking at Yu Wenxiao's eyes were full of layers of questions, how could this be possible?

"I really won't, and I haven't even cultivated the most basic sword qi now!"

Yu Wenxiao told the truth, he had also secretly told Wang Hai and Ding Laohu that he wanted to learn swordsmanship, but they all used the excuse of raising their mental power first and then passing on the swordsmanship to him.

Han Bing gave swordsmanship practice, but for a layman like Yu Wenxiao, he couldn't understand it at all.

"What level of sword qi have you cultivated now?"

Yu Wenxiao suddenly asked, Bi Yuntao looked incomprehensible, and his eyes were full of inexplicable questions.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Yu Wenxiao smiled slightly, and poured Bi Yuntao a cup of tea again, "Actually, I don't mean anything else, I just hope you can teach me swordsmanship, I can't understand a lot of the swordsmanship given by the master, and I asked my two senior brothers They didn't explain it to me in detail, so I said that my master just asked them to teach me runes and prevaricated me, and I am not a gifted person who has no teacher, only you!"

Bi Yuntao's nervous heart was put back, he touched his head and felt a handful of sweat, and the cold wind blew on his body, and it was still a little cold.

"Don't dare to hide from your uncle, Yuntao doesn't ...... It should be sharp, and my sword qi cultivation is sevenfold!"

Bi Yuntao's tone was very indifferent, but when he heard Yu Wenxiao's heart, he couldn't stand indifferent, and couldn't help but look at Bi Yuntao repeatedly, and he was basically the same age, he actually cultivated the sevenfold sword qi, which had to make Yu Wenxiao feel sad.

What kind of world is this?

Also worshipping under Tong Luang's door, one didn't even cultivate the sword qi, and the other turned out to be the seventh-fold sword qi.

Yu Wenxiao's sense of superiority suddenly disappeared, and he only felt a pain in his heart, and the pain was so painful that he was almost out of breath.

"Uncle Shi, what's wrong with you?"

Bi Yuntao hurriedly ran over to help pat Yu Wenxiao's back.

"I'm fine, I'm fine!"

Yu Wenxiao forcibly suppressed the sadness in his heart and looked at Bi Yuntao again.

A thin face was full of his story, and there was a look in his eyes that was very different from his age.

"Yuntao, I don't understand this mantra, what do you mean?"

Yu Wenxiao took out the sword trick he didn't understand, and originally had the attitude of trying it out, but he didn't expect Bi Yuntao to explain it clearly, Yu Wenxiao suddenly felt that Minghu was empowered, and suddenly felt that everything was much clearer.

Yu Wenxiao's gaze at Bi Yuntao was even more strange, the swordsmanship that Han Bing gave him was an essence version.

Bi Yuntao can explain this clearly, and it can be seen that the swordsmanship practiced by Bi Yuntao is at least the essence version.