Since the last time the secret servant Futu incarnated as the pavilion master of Huanhai Pavilion, Yun Miao Zhenren, he had met his beloved apprentice Fu Huanjing. His sword god Tiefutu has not seen his beloved disciple for 18 years.

Through Ruan Qingting's flying pigeon biography, Tiefutu learned that he had been deceived by the hateful fairy Meng Po for eighteen years.

It turns out that the thousands of fierce ghosts in the Soul Gathering Orb do not need to wait for the wind to rise and the purple begonia flowers to bloom, just a drop of tears from her Meng Po Fairy.

But I never thought that the late Wang Sheng, who was lovesick with the fairy Meng Po, had been around for a long time, not to mention that she was alone and empty, and the inaccessible eight-hundred-mile Yellow Spring Sand Sea was too lonely.

So, Fairy Meng Po coaxed Fu Huanjing to stay and accompanied her through this rare eighteen years.

It's morning.

Even though it is in the mountains, the sun is still strong.

But the master's study was very dark.

Maybe the master liked this kind of atmosphere in the first place.

Perhaps only such an environment is more conducive to the master's thinking and meditation.

Many people even admit that they can only really calm down and do something at night.

Because sunlight can bring warmth, but it can't keep people calm and peaceful.

There was only one chair in the study, the only one.

The master master is sitting on it.

On his left hand side is a long bookcase.

In addition to some books, there were several bundles of long scrolls wrapped in yellow silk.

Xiaoxiao stood beside the bookcase with her hands down, behind the long scroll.

Needless to say, the master must have called her here.

Because she is in charge of all the outside information of Haishi.

Ye Qiufeng understood that the master already knew the reason why he came back this time.

In addition to sending drifting snow here, it is also to be able to learn more about "Wuyuan".

To understand intelligence, of course, it is inseparable from Xiaoxiao.

Sure enough, the master's first sentence was: "Feng'er, the master knows that your return this time is related to an organization called 'Wuyuan', now, let Xiaoxiao tell you everything she knows, Xiaoxiao, you can tell the senior brother." ”

Xiaoxiao replied yes, and then said: "Senior Brother Ye, I have been responsible for monitoring all kinds of information and trends in the rivers and lakes, this organization called 'Wuyuan', I have been following it for half a year, and these are the information we have collected. Xiaoxiao pointed to the yellow scroll on the bookcase.

"This is the composition of this organization," Xiaoxiao opened the first yellow scroll, which was painted with a pyramid-like pattern, and each tower step seemed to have a person's name.

"The personnel in this organization are divided into ten levels, and the senior level is responsible for the pyramid-shaped layers below, and we know that the more advanced ones are now one saint, two envoys, five odds, and eight scattered people, and there are also helmsmen, hall masters, and incense masters, in short, the hierarchy is strict and the organization is tight. ”

"The second envoy, from the Western Regions, the two were twin brothers, and then they went out of the same school, both learned a superior evil martial arts, ruthless for the heart, unscrupulous means to achieve the goal, one person is called 'sex is evil', and the other person is called 'sex is good'. ”

"Five odds, divided into metal, wood, water, fire, earth, each person not only has their own unique skills, but also personality, style of action is also very different, more headache is that they have a set of'five elements formation', according to the principle of the five elements, five people tacit cooperation, the end is extremely powerful. ”

"The Eight Great Scattered People, as far as I know, there are the Immortal in the Clouds, the Immortal in the Wine, the Peach Blossom Immortal, the Zhongnan Immortal, the Immortal in the Poem, the Heartless Man, the Lovesick Guest, and the Marquis of Huang Yu. ”

"As for the thirteen helmsmen, fifty-four hall masters, and three hundred and sixty-five incense masters below, each of them also has its own merits. ”

After Xiaoxiao finished speaking, she covered the yellow scroll on the bookcase.

Ye Qiufeng said: "I don't know what kind of character their leader and a saint are?"

Xiaoxiao shook her head helplessly and said, "The identities of these two people are extremely secret, and we don't have any clues. ”

Ye Qiufeng was surprised: "There are really no clues at all?"

Xiaoxiao said: "Yes, there is no clue, these two are like people who don't exist at all." ”

Ye Qiufeng's heart was really surprised, because he knew Haishi's ability to gather intelligence.

You must know that although Xiaoxiao has never set foot outside the sea market, there are a large number of well-organized spies and eyeliners outside the sea market.

Each of these people has their own fixed occupation and public identity, and it can be said that they are omnipresent.

They all go about their lives on weekdays, but once they accept a mission or learn something new, they will make full use of their profession and identity to pass it back to Haishi.

Of course, none of them knew where this information was going to go, because they were only in contact with a limited number of people, so they didn't know anything about Haishi.

As for the organization of the organization, the arrangement of members, as well as the aggregation, classification, and selection of information and intelligence, Wang Yuang is mainly responsible for the specific responsibility.

Because he is the only one who can often go in and out of the market, it is more convenient than everyone else.

In general, the news from the outside world came to the sea market mainly through three ways: the first was brought by Wang Yuang himself, the second was transmitted through some goods and books, and the third and most peculiar was to transmit information through "Flying Fish".

Speaking of which, "Flying Fish" is a bit like what is commonly referred to as "carrier pigeons", but because of the special geographical environment of the sea market, carrier pigeons cannot be used, but it also allows Xiaoxiao to find another way to "fly fish".

It is a peculiar fish, no different from ordinary fish, but they have a peculiar habit, that is, no matter where they usually inhabit and feed, they must always come to a natural pool under the sea market to spawn.

Xiaoxiao: It took a long time of research for them to discover this law.

Now they have mastered the habits of the fish and are able to artificially control their spawning period.

In other words, as long as the spawning period of each "flying fish" and the time required to reach the sea market can be arranged and calculated in time, these "flying fish" will bring the required information back to the sea market on time.

Of course, some important information has to go through a kind of secret text conversion processing, in the eyes of outsiders, it is just graffiti, meaningless work, but once Xiaoxiao converts and restores, it becomes extremely valuable information.

Ye Qiufeng knew that after all these years of painstaking operation, Haishi's intelligence organization had become more sophisticated and larger than before, and its ability to collect intelligence was also more powerful.

However, it is surprising that such a rigorous organization could not get a trace of information about the head of the "Wuyuan" and the first saint.

"Feng'er, now you know how terrible and difficult the opponent you are about to face, right?"

"Yes, master, Feng'er knows. Ye Qiufeng said.

"Feng'er, you don't have to worry too much, you must know that no matter how tight the organization is, there are flaws, there are no eternal secrets in this world, but we don't know it yet. Master Fu said.

"Although 'Wuyuan' has just risen, it seems to have been carefully prepared and planned, so the speed of development and growth is very fast, and now, not only endangering the normal livelihood of the local people, but also the tentacles are infiltrating the various sects in the martial arts, and sooner or later it will be another bloody storm. ”

"If you can find out the more important secrets about 'Wuyuan' and do your best to stop them, then it will be a good thing for the rivers and lakes and the world in the future. ”

"The master once told you that your life is different from others, maybe this is the responsibility you should bear, the so-called, what should come will always come, since they have found you, you can only avoid it, only to face it. ”

"The teacher has already greeted your junior brother Wang, and asked him to assist you as much as possible, if you need anything, you can open your mouth to Ang'er. ”

At this time, the master seemed to have merged with the darkness in the room, but his words came clearly.

"Yes, Feng'er knows, Feng'er knows what to do. Ye Qiufeng replied respectfully.

"The teacher already knows about the competition between you and Ang'er at the banquet, and you also know that Ang'er is smart and capable, but he is too competitive, and you, who is a senior brother, still have to give way. It may be that the topic just now was too heavy, and the master suddenly chatted about family life.

"You know that you have accepted a few of your disciples as a teacher, you are all orphans without a father and mother, and it is also a chance that we have become masters and apprentices, each of you has learned and excelled differently, and the teacher is just teaching according to your aptitude, and there is no bias towards you. ”

Ye Qiufeng and Xiaoxiao both listened respectfully, of course they knew the greatness of Shi'en.

It was the master who changed their fate and their lives.

Otherwise, they may wander around, beg on the streets, or starve to death and freeze on the streets.

Because they were orphans who no one cared about, even they felt that life was a superfluous thing at that time.

It wasn't until they met the master that they realized that there were many ways to live in life, and that living was not only for themselves, but also for others.

There were tears in the eyes of the two, and even Piaoxue could feel this relationship called master and apprentice, but deeper than father and son, father and daughter.

"I hope that you can make good use of what you have learned, contribute to others and the rivers and lakes, as long as you brothers and sisters unite together and learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses, it will be invincible. I don't know when, the master's tone was much more kind.

Ye Qiufeng and Xiaoxiao nodded yes.

"Come, Cher, let the master take a look at you. The master suddenly waved his hand to Piaoxue.

"Yes, Master. Piaoxue hurriedly walked obediently in front of the master, for some reason, she always felt that the master was very close in her heart.

"Xue'er, I heard that you were originally a disciple of Huashan, right?" said the master.

"Yes, Xue'er is the unfilial disciple of the head of Huashan. Drifting Snow replied in a low voice.

"That's right, at first glance when I saw you, Master I've always wondered, you should have profound skills, but you don't know martial arts at all, now I finally understand completely, I heard the water boss praise you Although you don't know martial arts, but you are bold, in fact, where does he know your true identity in the past?, Speaking of which, the water boss will not easily praise a person. The master said.

Piaoxue knew that the water boss that the master said must be the water tower, the rowing man, but he didn't expect that he would praise himself in front of the master.

She originally thought that she had collided with him verbally, and he must have a grudge, but now it seems that she underestimated others, and everyone said that he was old-fashioned and warm-hearted, and it seemed that it was true.

"Master, Xue'er, I ......" Piaoxue wanted to stop.

"The master knows that you don't have to say anything. The master waved his hand lovingly, and gently put the three fingers of his right hand on the wrist vein of Piaoxue.

Ye Qiufeng knew that the master must have a deep meaning in doing this, and the drifting snow didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere.

I saw that the master's brows gradually relaxed, and then a hint of joy appeared in his eyes, and then he slowly moved his right hand away.

"Child, what do you think of your master?" said the master to Piaoxue.

"The master is as kind to the disciple as a mountain, and the disciple has never dared to forget it!" Piaoxue replied respectfully.

"Okay, that's good. The master nodded with satisfaction, and continued: "Child, you must know that there is no master in the world who does not love his apprentice, and the same is true for your master Qingjue. ”

"Yes, Cher understands. "Snow trails.

"It's good to understand, you have to remember that the teacher's grace is more important than Mount Tai. You have to remember that everything has a cause and effect, and everyone has their own fate. Master Fu said earnestly.

Xue'er knows that Xue'er will not forget the master's teachings today. "Snow trails.

"Good boy, Feng'er really didn't look at the wrong person. After speaking, the master said to Ye Qiufeng, who was standing on the side, "Feng'er, it's time to see your second master, he is about to leave the customs." ”

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

It's a small town, but it's not a big place, but it's still very lively. One of the most famous restaurants in the area is the Cyclamen House, and the taste of its food is naturally superb. The main attraction of the people is its unwritten rules: 1. You must not use force inside, and 2. As long as you can afford the price of a dish, then you can eat that dish inside for a day. 3. No matter what you say, the cyclamen has never heard it. Of course, not all people in the rivers and lakes have such a good temper, and some want to use their temper, cyclamen don't know how many times it has been rotten, can form such an unwritten rule, or because some of the incidents that provoked the cyclamen in the past few years have undoubtedly ended with the inexplicable disappearance of those powerful "protagonists", but no one has been held accountable and has not been resolved, and no one has ever challenged the rules of the cyclamen after that.

It's noon, so the cyclamen is bustling with people.

There was a table of people in the hall who looked like dart masters, and there were three of them, one was quite thin, a big man with a beard, and the other was a Sven-looking man, who wore brocade robes and had a dart on his left arm and shoulder.

"Did you know that the master of the Earth Demon Gate was killed three days ago?" said the rather thin dart master to his companion when the food and wine were almost finished.

"Is it?" one of his companions was obviously incredulous, and then said: "The master of the Earth Demon Gate is a famous person, with a powerful demonic skill, and this person is ruthless, whether it is a person who is **Baidao, he does not want to touch his moldy head, we dart people, what we are most afraid of is to meet this kind of master, who has the courage to kill him!" The bearded man took a sip of his wine and continued, "Don't say that his head is gone. ”

"Why am I lying to you, it's true. My trip was to pass through the Earth Demon Mountain, and it took me a lot of effort to come back. And the head of the Earth Demon Gate Master is really missing," the thin dart master said again, "I heard that there is chaos near the Earth Demon Mountain, as soon as the door master dies, the people under his command who are vying for power and the throne have overturned the vicinity of the Earth Demon Mountain, and they say that they are looking for the murderer, but in fact, they are secretly eradicating dissidents, so as to ascend to the throne of the door master!"

"I heard about it yesterday. The dart master who looked very sven said, "This time your bodyguard route is different, Lin Da and his dart is relatively far away, so it is normal to return to this city, and it is normal that the news is not clear, and these things are not things that we can discuss, remember that the trouble comes from the mouth." ”

"Yes, little darthead. The two said in unison.

"Okay, we've come out to eat almost, and we should go back, otherwise Dad will blame me again. After that, the three of them finished paying the bill and left the restaurant.

Although they talked quietly, they were heard by the people around them.

At the table next to him, a person whispered to his partner, "You say, is what the three people said just now true? The master of the Earth Demon Sect was really killed, and the head is still missing?"

"Of course it's true, it's definitely true! Let's just say that you are lonely and unheard, and do you know who those three people are just now? They are from the Lin Family Dart Bureau, and the person who looks like Sven is the son of the head of the Lin Family Dart Bureau, Lin Zhendong. This lord is a young and handsome man, how can the news he has confirmed be false? I am afraid that in a few days, everyone in the city will know this news. ”

At this moment, an old man who looked like a fortune teller walked in, looked like he was sixty or seventy years old, but his spirit was very strong, he held his signboard in his right hand, that is, a piece of white cloth hung on a wooden pole, and a couplet was written on the front: A pinch of the hand to avoid evil, a heart to turn into a blessing in disguise, horizontal criticism, Zhang Banxian. On the back of the white cloth is a yin-yang fish. Holding his goatee in his left hand, he walked in with a smile, although there was a taste of fairy wind bones, but that smiling appearance always made people think that he had bad intentions. He happened to hear what had just been said, so he pretended to be mysterious: "These things are just hearsay, and they are long outdated. ”

At this moment, a man dressed in the hall who looked very interested said: "Old man, don't think that you look very unfathomable as a fortune teller, you are at best a god stick who cheats and cheats, what latest news can you know?"

The fortune teller looked like a human spirit, and of course he could see that the gentleman was very interested in these things in the rivers and lakes, so he said: "The mountain man will tell you that the master of the Earth Demon Gate was indeed killed, and his head was not gone, but was taken away by the murderer. The fortune teller glanced at the people around him, saw that the people around him were looking at him, and thought to himself: Today's meal money has been paid again. Then he said to himself: "I know that you don't believe it, and there are things that you don't dare to believe, just last night, the sect master of the Zhengxuan Sect was also killed, and his head was also taken off. After speaking, he stopped talking, walked straight to an empty table and shouted, "Little Er, serve the food." ”

At this time, the gentleman then shouted: "Little Er, good wine and good food are served." So saying, he ran to the fortune teller, "Sir, how do you know this, and are you always bluffing us?"

"Hmph, the mountain people are a lot older, and they still need to lie to you little children? Three days ago, the mountain people watched the sky at night, and found that Sirius was dim and irrelated, and it flickered, and I had already noticed that there was a ** big guy who was about to die, and I was living in seclusion near the Earth Demon Mountain, so I wanted to go to the Earth Demon Gate to find out. As a result, as soon as I arrived at the mountain gate of the Earth Demon Mountain, I felt that someone had come out inside, so I hid aside, and sure enough, I saw a black shadow rushing out of the Mountain Gate of the Earth Demon Mountain, carrying a spherical package in my hand, and it was dripping with water. Immediately after, I heard the noise in the Earth Demon Mountain Gate, and then rushed out of the door to count the figures, followed by a large group of people and horses running in all directions, the mountain people were worried about causing trouble, so they left, and the next day I dressed up and took out the news of the death of the Earth Demon Gate Master from the mouth of a disciple of the Earth Demon Gate, only to remember that the package that night turned out to be the head dripping with blood. ”

"So, the news looks to be true!" said the gentleman, stunned for a moment, and then said thoughtfully. Then he said: "Then how do you know that the Sect Master of the Zhengxuan Sect was killed, the Sect Master of the Zhengxuan Sect is not an ordinary person." ”

"Don't talk about it, the mountain people just came from Zhengxuanzong, hungry and thirsty......"

Before the fortune teller finished speaking, the gentleman shouted at Xiao Er: "Xiao Er, why is it so slow? Quickly, bring me good wine and meat, count it on my head." Then he said to the fortune teller with a sneer: "Sir, good wine and meat will be served soon, you can tell me first, how did you know that the sect master of Zhengxuan Sect was killed?"

"Okay, seeing that you want to know so much, and for the sake of inviting me to dinner, I'll tell you, after getting the news of the death of the Earth Demon Gate Master, I didn't dare to stay near the Earth Demon Mountain for fear of being implicated, so I hurried overnight, wanting to leave the Earth Demon Mountain, on the second night of the death of the Earth Demon Gate Master, I slept in the wild, and watched the celestial phenomena, and saw the dim light of Zi Weixing, and faintly fell westward, I thought, Ziwei, Emperor Xing, Emperor Star also represents the leader of justice, I secretly thought to myself, within a radius of 100 miles, who can be called the leader of justice, except for the sect master of Zhengxuan Sect, who elseSo, I rushed to Zhengxuanzong at night.

At this time, Xiao Er had already served several dishes, and the fortune teller took advantage of the fact that he was still thinking about it, so he picked up his chopsticks and ate a few bites, and the people at the table next to him had woken up, and then asked curiously: "The old gentleman, have you arrived?"

"The mouth is dry, and there is no wine to quench your thirst...... "The fortune teller said that he deliberately stopped.

The person who asked just now immediately had a hot temper, but not to the fortune teller, but to the hotel junior: "Xiaoer, hurry up and serve the wine, **Didn't you drink enough breast milk when you were a child? I paid for this wine, the best wine, hurry up!"

Xiao Er's grievance, our mother gave us two legs!

The fortune teller took a sip of wine, and then couldn't help but exclaim: "What a wine!" Then he glanced at the people who invited him to drink, and then looked at the people around him who were looking at him, and then said slowly: "I arrived at Zhengxuanzong, but it was still a step late." After finishing speaking, I heard a person sighing around me: "The sect master of Zhengxuan Sect is a generation of heroes, punishing evil and promoting good, hoeing the strong and helping the weak, all of which are praised by everyone, and he is strong in martial arts, within a radius of 100 miles, it is rare to meet an opponent, how can he encounter such a poisonous hand, which god is the king of the eight lambs." If Lao Tzu knew who it was, he would definitely screw his head off to pay tribute to the spirit of Song Zhengzong's heroes in the sky." As soon as he finished sighing, he heard a voice from another place: "I think you still forget it, even Song Daxia is not someone's opponent, you are afraid that someone will pinch it to death with one finger." After speaking, the people around laughed, and the person who sighed just now couldn't hold it on his face, and then stood up as soon as he slapped the table, "You look down on me, believe it or not, I pinched you to death with one hand?" The man who had just spoken also slapped the table and stood up.

"Stinky boy, do you resent the Meng Po Fairy who deceived you?" asked the Dark Servant Futu.

"Master, it's been 18 years, and the past has long been drifted away with the wind. What if you don't resent her? Fu Huanjing said with relief.

"Stinky boy, that's eighteen years! She, the Meng Po Fairy, hinders your cultivation and hinders your training, are you really willing to just forget it?" asked the secret servant Futu unwillingly.

"Master, the great opportunity is blessed, I am fortunate to have it, and I have lost my life. Fu Huanjing said impatiently.

Seeing that the beloved disciple was in a calm state of mind, without complaint and worry-free, the secret servant Futu left with a smile on his face.

In this way, fishing in the lake pavilion is worry-free.