"Purple out of the East Ruiyi Tibet, who would dare to be the vicissitudes of life?" - Purple Qiju.

Huan Yin looked up at the magnificent attic in front of him, and the first thing that caught his eye was the couplet above. The last sentence of this couplet seems to be full of a sense of harmony and harmony, but the next sentence suddenly rises in momentum, which has the meaning of who is competing with each other. It seems that although Feng Xiao, the master of this Qi Pavilion, refines his qi and nourishes his qi, he comes out of his sword because of this, abandoning the "harmony" in his qi, and instead focuses on that fierce and domineering.

Huan was taken by the momentum on the couplet, and his heart was a little drumming. This Senior Feng was so imposing, he thought to himself that he must be cautious in his words and deeds, otherwise he would annoy the other party and he would have to suffer.

Huan Yin walked through two rows of huge rows of incense burners filled with purple gas, and followed the disciples who led the way into the purple qi residence.

"Pavilion Master, the disciple has brought Senior Brother Huan over. As soon as the Qi Pavilion disciple who led the way stepped into the Purple Qi Residence, he saluted respectfully inside, his tone full of awe.

At this moment, Huan Yin was following behind that disciple, and he had not yet entered the pavilion, but he saw that the pavilion was not bright, and there was only a little purple light swaying in it, which was very different from the other places of Yijian Peak, which had always been bright and bright.

"Oh, let Huan Yin Xiaoyou in. A deep middle-aged man's voice came from the depths of the pavilion, exactly the same as what he heard in Huan Yin's bamboo slips yesterday. But somehow, when I heard this voice again today, Huan Yin heard a little bit of calmness, maybe because the light in the pavilion was dark.

"Senior Brother Huan, Master invites you in, I will send you here, and I will have the opportunity to ask for advice in person in the future. The disciple who led the way turned around and made a "please" gesture to Huan Yin.

"Thank you, brother, for your guidance. Huan Yin bowed politely, and then walked in.

Huan Yin walked into the somewhat dim hall, and saw that there were a row of small lampstands on the walls on both sides, and I don't know what was burning on the lampstand, but it was a faint purple light. The lampstand stretched to the deepest part of the hall, where the light was slightly brighter, still purple, and in the middle there were two larger purple lamps illuminating, revealing the scene behind the lamplight—a figure sat on a seat in the center, and bursts of purple gas came out of nowhere and floated into the air, making the already unclear figure even more hazy.

Huan Yin felt that those purple qi and purple brilliance did not have the slightest auspicious meaning, but a little gloomy, and the figure sitting in the hall was even more gloomy.

"How could I think like this, this is the first major repair true sect in Yangzhou, Yijian Peak, which is famous for its uprightness. Huan Yin couldn't help but shudder, but he kept reminding himself in his heart that he was in a sword peak with a clear righteousness.

"The junior of the Boundless Gate Sword Pavilion, Huan Yin, visited the senior Feng Xiao, the master of the First Sword Peak Qi Pavilion. Huan Yin bowed deeply to the figure in the hall and said in a loud voice.

"Come, come and sit. Feng Xiao's voice sounded, and the purple light and purple qi in the room shook for a while.

"Yes, Senior Feng. Huan Yin bowed again and walked in.

When he got closer, Huan Yin finally saw the figure clearly-it was a middle-aged man in his forties, seven feet long, with a face like a crown of jade, slightly white sideburns, and an extraordinary aura. Thinking about it, Feng Xiao must have been a beautiful man with a good demeanor when he was young, even now, the years have not been willing to leave a trace on his face, it just makes him more mature and resolute.

When Huan Yin looked at Feng Xiao, Feng Xiao also looked at him with a smile. I don't know if it's because the hall is too dim, but Huan Yin felt a little yin in the smile of the pavilion master of the One Sword Peak Qi Pavilion.

"Huan Yin Xiaoyou, come and sit. Feng Xiao's deep voice came out of his mouth as he pointed to a chair next to him.

"I've seen Senior Feng. Huan Yin bowed goodbye to Feng Xiao, and then sat down.

"Well, yes, a talent, a few thoughtful courtesies, worthy of being from the Sword Pavilion. I heard that you performed well in this martial arts, and even I was amazed when I heard about it, which is really terrifying. Feng Xiao looked at Huan Yin and nodded in praise.

"Senior Feng has passed the award, and the younger generation has just embarked on the path, and what he has learned is very shallow, and he still needs more cultivation. Huan Yin heard Feng Xiao's praise, and immediately stood up again and gave a salute.

"Don't be so polite, sit down. I am an old friend of your master Qijuezi, I want the two of us to practice kendo together, your master is profound, I often consult him, I have benefited a lot, speaking of which, your master Duan Yun is still my nephew. Feng Xiao laughed, his face was full of kindness, and the yin qi that Huan Yin had felt before instantly dispelled a lot.

Seeing that Feng Xiao was so kind, most of the tension at the beginning disappeared in an instant, thinking that this Feng senior was not as difficult to deal with as he thought before.

"By the way, how is your master Duan Yun lately?" Feng Xiao continued.

"The family teacher takes the pleasure of forging swords all day long, although the cultivation is lost, but he also lives in an orderly manner, and his spirit is quite good, and he is tired of his predecessors. Huan Yin replied.

"That's good, that's good. I think that your master was also a good material for cultivating immortals, and when he worshipped the Seven Peerless Daoists as his teacher, he was the same age as you now, and his qualifications were quite good. He won the eighth place in his rookie martial arts that year, and speaking of which, he is the only disciple of the Infinite Sect to enter the top eight like you. Feng Xiao's face was filled with reminiscence.

Huan Yin heard about his master's past, and his curiosity instantly rose, and he saw Feng Xiao's face full of memories, so he didn't interrupt silently.

"But then, that happened, alas. Huan Yin was still expecting more, but Feng Xiao suddenly took a sharp turn for the worse, exhaled in one breath, and stopped talking.

"Senior, what you said is true, but ......" Huan Yin naturally guessed what Feng Xiao said, but this matter was too tragic, even Huan Yin had only heard Duan Yun talk about it once when he was getting started, and it was also a few sentences, so Huan Yin still didn't know what happened at that time.

"Didn't your master tell you in detail?" Feng Xiao saw the anxiety and doubt on Huan Yin's face, and asked rhetorically. However, as soon as he asked this, he replied to himself: "Come to think of it, this matter is too tragic, and Master Duan's nephew is also unbearable." ”

"Please also let Senior Feng know. Huan Yin stood up, his face full of earnestness.

Feng Xiao looked at Huan Yin's appearance, and sighed again: "Alas, in fact, I don't know what happened at that time, but I heard someone talk about it later, and I know a little bit about it." As the only descendant of the Sword Pavilion, you should know something. ”

"Your Infinite Sect has a few spiritual stone veins in Yanzhou, which are the foundation of your sect's resources. When your master was still there, there was a sect called Wan Poison Sect in Yanzhou that coveted your sect's veins and designed to rob them. At the critical moment, your master and the seventh peerless son received an order from the sect and led the entire Sword Pavilion to Yanzhou to support. ”

"Although the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect is a rising faction, its strength should not be underestimated. After your master arrived, he led the disciples of your Sword Pavilion and the disciples stationed in Yanzhou Wuliang Gate to fight against the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect many times, and his own disciples suffered a lot of losses. Fortunately, although the main cultivation of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate is unpredictable, it is not the opponent of your master's seven peerless sons, not to mention that your Sword Pavilion has a large number of talents, and the Ten Thousand Poison Gate is finally defeated and retreated. In the end, your master and father-in-law personally killed Wan Yu, the master of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, and directly entered the lair of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, exterminating all the remnants of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate. ”

"Of course, to achieve this step, your sect has also paid a lot of price, and even your master and the seven peers are not lightly injured. After the incident, your master led the Sword Pavilion to return to Yangzhou, and it is said that he killed a strong monk on the way, and for some reason he directly killed the killer. Your master and several Sword Pavilion elders are all injured, and the disciples are also in poor condition, although they are trying their best to resist, but the monk's cultivation is too high, and there is no room for attack. ”

Speaking of this, Feng Xiao's face was already full of regret: "Alas, if it weren't for your master and the three pavilion elders desperately dragging that mysterious monk, I'm afraid your master would not have escaped the clutches of the devil." ”

When Huan Yin heard this, his face was already full of anger, but he was sitting in the Purple Qi Residence, and he couldn't have a seizure, but after Feng Xiao finished speaking, he still didn't say a word, which was a big violation of the previous courtesy.

Feng Xiao saw Huan Yin's appearance, he was a little unbearable, and said: "Child, this matter has been going on for many years, you can just hear it, don't hold grudges, lest your heart be unstable." Now that you are so outstanding, even better than your master back then, I think the Seven Peerless Daoists are also pleased to be under the Nine Springs. As long as you are determined and cultivate with all your might, I think the Sword Pavilion will definitely come out of the blue under your leadership. ”

When Huan Yin heard Feng Xiao's words, he knew that he was out of shape, and bowed to Feng Xiao: "What the seniors said is that the juniors have written it down." The seniors were able to tell the past of the teacher, and Huan Yin was grateful. ”

"Come, don't talk about the past. Feng Xiao said with a wave of his robe, and a tea set appeared on the desk in front of him out of thin air, and he came again: "This tea is called Zi Ting, and drinking it is quite helpful for the cultivation of sword qi." I've heard that you can control sword qi at a young age, and this tea is very good for your cultivation. ”

Huan Yin stepped forward to take the tea handed by Feng Xiao, only to see a wisp of purple gas coming out of the cup, and a long fragrance came to his face. As soon as this fragrance was inhaled into the abdomen, I felt that the spiritual power in my body was somewhat active, and the sword intent in my chest was stimulated, which was not magical. However, it is not surprising to think about it, Ziting is the tea that Feng Xiao uses for his daily cultivation, Feng Xiao's cultivation is profound, far from being comparable to Huan Yin, this tea is still helpful to Feng Xiao, not to mention Huan Yin?

"Thank you for the tea. Huan Yin drank it all as he spoke.

What Huan Yin didn't expect was that as soon as this tea hit his stomach, the sword intent in his chest suddenly skyrocketed, as if it was about to rush out of his chest, and it was difficult to suppress. He involuntarily raised his hand and pointed forward, and a white light came out of his hand, it was the sword qi. As soon as this sword qi came out, it shot directly at Feng Xiao in front of him!