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"You have been guarding the shop all day, and you have seen so many people coming and going, and it is nothing to forget me as a passerby, but I remember your ......"

Lin Yi put his hands behind his back, ignored the other party's stunnedness, and continued: "That year, when I went to Danyang Mountain, I passed through Danyang Town and took a break in a steamed bun shop. At that time, the shopkeeper of the steamed bun shop was an old couple, and the stuffing of the steamed bun was mountain rhinoceros meat......"

Shopkeeper Feng fell into deep thought, as if he was at a loss. Lin Yi glanced at him, and then said: "The ancestor of the old shopkeeper is a monk of the Zhengyang Sect, and when it is the turn of this generation, I thought that I could only be a mortal, but I didn't expect his precious son to become a monk again. The old couple was old, but their bodies and bones were good, and they still couldn't be idle, so they opened a bun shop in Danyang Town, and made rare things such as mountain rhinoceros sent by their son into bun filling. The steamed buns are delicious and gradually become famous, and occasionally monks come to beat their teeth...... I also met a master in the shop and gave him a jar of wine. Do you know who that man is......?

Shopkeeper Feng's mouth was half open, and his eyes widened. He pointed at Lin Yi and said in surprise: "I remember, many years ago, there was an old man and a young man who visited my shop, but you ......"

"But why should I be looking for your trouble?" Lin Yi asked lightly, and said to himself: "That master is Le Chengzi, the master of Xuantianmen, hehe, I didn't expect it! However, what is even more unbelievable is that more than 80 years have passed, and the steamed bun shop and the shopkeeper are still the same, so I can't help but stop and ponder." It turned out ......"

After a pause, Lin Yi's eyes were shining, and he stared at the shopkeeper Feng and said, "It turns out that you are actually a monk, and you still have a cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building......"

His expression kept changing, and the shopkeeper Feng's mouth opened, but he couldn't argue.

"Hehe! A Yuanying monk ran to eat steamed buns, who would believe it!" Lin Yi laughed self-deprecatingly, and then muttered to himself: "Sometimes, what you see with your own eyes may not be true!"

Lin Yi's emotion was not untargeted, who would have thought that if he accidentally came to Danyang Town, he would find those things that he would not care about! When he passed by that steamed bun shop again, he could not help but be secretly surprised by what he had witnessed! You must know that more than 80 years ago, he met Le Chengzi here and exchanged a jar of wine for the mustard seed formation in the amethyst gourd.

Therefore, the first time he saw the bun shop, Lin Yi remembered the past many years ago. To his consternation, the bun of mountain rhinoceros meat was gone, and the old woman was gone, but the old shopkeeper was still the same as in the past. How can a mortal person have such a long life? If you pay a little attention, it is not difficult to find out the identity of the other party, this is actually a monk who has hidden cultivation!

When he first came to Danyang Town, Lin Yi had a qi cultivation and couldn't notice the strangeness of this Feng shopkeeper at all. And how can all this be hidden from that Le Chengzi! That is a master of Yuanying, a predecessor with a superhuman mind!

And when he came to this shop again and noticed something unusual, Lin Yi hinted a few times intentionally or unintentionally, but it did not attract the attention of the shopkeeper Feng. He had a question in his heart, but he couldn't interrogate it openly, so he went to wait outside the town. Not surprisingly, something unknown will always reveal its true face in the dark.

"It's funny! You, a monk, have sold steamed buns for nearly a hundred years, so you're not afraid of being identified by your neighbors? Tell me your true origin, and maybe I'll spare your life!"

The words were said easily, but Lin Yi's expression was full of coldness. Seeing that the other party was hesitating, he snorted and said, "If you are practicing the exercises of the Black Mountain Sect, do you still think you can stand and listen to me?"

The two subordinates are cultivating the exercises of the Black Mountain Sect, and this is the reason for the tragic death? Looking at the bloody corpse on the ground, the shopkeeper Feng was terrified for a while, and said: "Senior, don't you have ......a grudge against the Black Mountain Sect?" Before he finished speaking, he knew that he was presumptuous, but he quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Seeing Lin Yi frowning, Shopkeeper Feng hurriedly arched his hands again and said, "In Xia Fenglei, he was the foundation building elder of the Feng family in Thundering Valley. And the changes in the family a hundred years ago were all due to the Black Mountain Sect......"

The Feng shopkeeper is called Lei Ming, and he is a foundation building monk of the Feng family in the Lei Ming Valley of Chuqi County. A hundred years ago, the family was wiped out by the Black Mountain Sect, and only a few were left, old, weak, sick and disabled.

In order to keep the bloodline of the Thundering Valley and the Feng family, Feng Lei was forced to take several clansmen to become vassals of the Black Mountain Sect. The price he paid for it was to hide the hatred of exterminating the clan, and at the same time, he also had to lurk in Danyang Town to become his eyes and ears, and let his son join the Zhengyang Sect.

I think that at the beginning, after the Black Mountain Sect subdued the Feng family, it sent its disciples to control the Thundering Valley, so that Feng Lei, the valley master, existed in name only. At that time, he only had the cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, and since he was controlled by others, he had to honestly stay in Danyang Town to sell steamed buns.

"Danyang Mountain has changed greatly, and it has affected my son. When he retreated to Ziwei Valley with his companions, he was killed by the people of the Black Mountain Sect. I wanted to keep the bloodline for the Feng family, but I still couldn't do it!" No more panic. After sitting down on the stone bench, his eyes turned red, and he sighed weakly: "My poor son, as an inner room, has not done a single bad thing......!

With a smile, Feng Lei's face was full of sadness. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "After that, the immortal sects in the world are looking for the whereabouts of that Lin Yi, and then the ancestor of the Xuantian Gate returns to the mountain, and the Black Mountain Sect is defeated. In the midst of the chaos, no one cared about the existence of a lowly person like me. And with the blood oath in my body, what else can I do besides staying in Danyang Town?"

Speaking of this, Feng Lei tugged at his beard and fell into pain. His curly beard seemed to be unable to straighten out, just like the unrelieved sadness. Where is this still a monk, this is clearly an old man in the mundane, a tortured and miserable man, living in helplessness, but having to struggle forward, even if there is no way forward.

Blood oath! Blood oath again! How many people have the Black Mountain Sect harmed! Lin Yi was silent for a while, and asked, "Why is the old woman with you gone, she is also a monk?" You pretend to be a mortal, so you are not afraid of being found out in Danyang Town?"

With a sigh, Feng Lei said: "That's my old wife, but she is a mortal, and ......she has been dead for many years! How do you see that?" Xu saw that the other party was a little less malicious, and he gradually calmed down.

Under the phantom pupils, I am afraid that nothing can deceive my eyes. The so-called secret method of concealing cultivation should be similar to 'illusionary arts', and it should also conceal the divine consciousness of those who have cultivated to be masterful. Lin Yi shook his head and ignored it. Feng Lei had no choice but to say, "Yes, it is difficult for Brother Jindan to see through my identity. But mortals' longevity is limited, and if it goes on like this, it will always arouse suspicion! And I can't leave Danyang Town, so I pretend to take the pill of Xianmen, so that I can live a long life. The neighbors know that I have a son in the Zhengyang sect......"

"What's your son's name?" When Lin Yi asked, the golden dragon sword that had been hanging above his head suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

Feng Lei's wrinkled face was full of helplessness and tiredness, as if he had not yet woken up from the memories of the past. Hearing Lin Yixiang's question, he raised his head in some surprise and asked rhetorically, "You are from the Zhengyang Sect?"

Lin Yi still stood expressionlessly, without a word of nonsense. Feng Lei thought of his situation, and couldn't help but sigh again, and said: "My son is just a Qi cultivation disciple with a low cultivation, even if he says it, I'm afraid that my seniors won't know about it!"

"His name is Feng Li?" said softly, and Lin Yi quietly looked at the troubled person in front of him.

"You...... How do you know my son's name?" Feng Lei was stunned. He glared, trying to see something in the other person's face, but got nothing.

Shaking his head secretly, Lin Yi's expression slowed down. He stretched out his hand and flicked away two rays of fire, and when the dead body on the ground was reduced to ashes, he sat on another stone bench in the cave, no longer domineering in the field.

Feng Li! I didn't expect you to be the inner room of the Black Mountain Sect, but you ended up dying in vain! Feng Lei on either side was surprised, Lin Yi untied the purple gold gourd on his waist, raised his head and poured a mouthful, and sighed lightly.

When he was in Zhengyang Sect, the people who were familiar with Lin Yi were several outer disciples who were on duty in the forging hall together. I remember Feng Li's short stature, not much talking, and cautious appearance. went to Maojialing with him, was chased and killed by the Black Mountain Sect, etc., and they had a bit of friendship with each other.

Feng Li comes from the Xiuxian family, but he is very secretive about his past and never wants to talk to others. And it is such a person, but he is forced to become the inner room of the Black Mountain Sect because of the hatred of his family, which is really embarrassing.

Outside the crape myrtle valley that year, Song Shou once said to Lin Yi that Feng Li died. Now, the four outer disciples who stayed together at the beginning are the only ones left who are truly inside and themselves.

And Feng Lei came from the Xiuxian family, and mentioned that his son died after joining the Zhengyang Sect, so Lin Yicai suddenly remembered Feng Li. And the unintentional speculation came true, but it did not make people feel happy!

Those who die go away with regrets, but those who survive are not easy.

"I'm Lin Yi!" As the wine breathed out, Lin Yi raised the wine gourd again.

"Ahh......h You are Lin Yi!" Surprised, Feng Lei slowly got up, bowed down to the drinker, and said emotionally: "My son once mentioned that you and he are not only brothers in the same sect, but also have the grace of saving lives...... Thank you Feng for this!"

"You don't have to be ...... like this," Lin Yi's expression became gentle. When no one is gone, how can we talk about saving lives! He stretched out his hand and helped him down, and said: "Since you are forced by others, and I have the same friendship with Fengli, you might as well recount the ......."

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In the middle of the mountains of Chuchi County, there is a long, narrow and remote valley. At the mouth of the valley at both ends, there is a faint sound of wind like thunder. This place is known as the 'Thundering Valley', and it was once the location of Xiuxianfeng's family.

After the change of the Feng family, today's Thundering Valley has become an immortal square for monks. In order to appease Feng Lei and his surviving clansmen, the Black Mountain Sect gave him the title of valley lord. However, the real masters here are a group of sub-monks of the Black Mountain Sect.

The so-called Immortal Fang was just a bazaar for monks to come and go! When Lin Yi first came to Great Xia, he had seen it once, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Now that he was in the middle of it again, he noticed a little different......