The words of the man in green were so unexpected that Zhu Changyang was stunned for a moment: "Are you serious?"
The other party nodded: "Yes."
Zhu Changyang wiped his face and said with sweat dripping down his cheeks: "You should have given me some hints."
The other person suppressed his laughter: "Sorry, I didn't expect you to 'evaluate' me, so I didn't have time."
Zhu Changyang: “…”
At this point, he finally understood why Yin Kanwei had such a strange attitude when mentioning the other party's identity.
It turns out that it was not because the man in green was a demon cultivator, on the contrary, it was because he was the most upright of the upright people.
The forces of good and evil are as hostile as water and fire. This can be seen from the scene in the Gupeng Secret Realm where many sword cultivators besieged Yin Kan without saying a word.
Jiang Hui, as an elder of a prestigious Yin Xiu sect, actually had a secret relationship with the guardian of the Demon Cult. If this were to get out, who knows how much trouble it would cause.
Yin Kanwei didn't expect Jiang Hui to suddenly reveal his identity. His expression suddenly tensed and he said, "Jiang Hui, why are you..."
"That's fine." Jiang Hui shook his hand, "I believe in the character of the two brothers."
Under normal circumstances, Jiang Hui would have been careful and cautious and would not easily expose himself, but Zhu Changyang was very compatible with his temper. In addition, he had heard Yin Kanwei mention the "friends" in the secret realm before, and knew that these two had no prejudice against the magic cultivators and were very open-minded, so he admitted it generously.
Zhu Changyang looked back and forth between Jiang Hui and Yin Kanwei, and laughed dryly: "You..."
Yin Kanwei thought he had misunderstood Jiang Hui, and rushed to explain: "Jiang Hui and I met by chance in the mortal realm in the past. We hit it off right away and became close friends. It was definitely not a secret collusion."
It turns out that Yin Kanwei and Jiang Hui went to the mortal world for personal matters decades ago and met each other by chance on the way.
Jiang Hui is good at music, and the demon cultivators like music and beauty, so Yin Kanwei was quickly impressed by Jiang Hui's piano skills. It happened that Jiang Hui loved food, and Yin Kanwei never fasted, which was very different from Jiang Hui's usual contact with cultivators.
At that time, the two of them were each hiding their own state of mind and did not know each other's identity. They just felt that they were of the same mind and were close friends as always.
It was not until they were in danger that they realized each other's identities and were shocked. But if you think about it carefully, apart from the different ways they practiced, their personalities and behaviors were incompatible. If they were to break up and fight just because of the difference in their sects, wouldn't it be sad and ridiculous
"Jiang Hui and I have known each other for more than 40 years. We share similar interests and are truly the only confidants in my life. However, the differences between the righteous and evil sects are too deep, and they are constantly fighting. We have to be careful when we interact with each other and avoid being seen." Yin Kanwei sighed and looked at Zhu Changyang and Jun Shu. "When we meet, we always play the zither, drink, and sing. As for the disputes between the sects, we never talk about them. You two don't need to worry."
"What's there to doubt about?" Zhu Changyang didn't care at all, but said with a bit of embarrassment, "Just don't doubt me."
Then he looked at Jiang Hui and said politely, "Elder Jiang, actually, what I said just now was only directed at Yaoyin Pavilion, and I didn't mean to imply you."
Yin Kanwei: “…”
He could see that Zhu Changyang didn't care about the difference between righteous cultivators and evil cultivators at all, he was just embarrassed by his previous outrageous remarks.
Jiang Hui laughed loudly: "Brothers, don't mind your quick words."
After a while, his smile faded a little, his expression became serious, and he asked, "But is what you just said about Raoliang College true?"
"How could this be false?" Zhu Changyang sneered, "You have heard Xizhi's performance. Just now, you said with your own mouth that she could enter Yaoyin Pavilion."
Jiang Hui looked gloomy, and said thoughtfully: "No wonder the new disciples in recent years all have a very expensive top-grade magic weapon when they first enter the sect, but their skills are not as good as before. I have not been involved in worldly affairs for a long time, and I thought that the mortal world was prosperous and peaceful, and every family was rich, so the new disciples could also afford magic weapons."
Zhu Changyang frowned slightly: "Didn't you know this before?"
Jiang Hui shook his head slowly, his tone solemn: "Not only do I not know, I'm afraid the Pavilion Master doesn't know anything either."
Zhu Changyang was really surprised. Enrollment was related to the future development of major colleges and universities and involved major issues. He originally thought that Raoliang College's operation should have been tacitly approved by the Yaoyin Pavilion headquarters. But according to Jiang Hui, even the Pavilion Master was unaware of it.
"It seems that there is a problem in your team." Zhu Changyang sighed.
It's obvious that this kind of thing can't be accomplished by the people below alone. There must be someone high-level insider in Yaoyin Pavilion, or even that high-level person is the mastermind behind the scenes.
Jiang Hui understood this truth very well. After a moment of hesitation, he bowed to Zhu Changyang and said, "Thank you brothers for telling me about this. When I return, I will investigate this matter thoroughly and give justice to your friend."
Zhu Changyang's brows relaxed slightly: "That's great."
Jiang Hui added: "But before that, please don't let the news leak out to avoid alerting the enemy."
"Don't worry." Zhu Changyang waved his hand. "Xiaojun and I don't have any friends in Gongyu City. We have nowhere to leak the news."
"Brothers, you are joking." Jiang Hui smiled, and suddenly thought of something, and said, "Speaking of which, Yaoyin Pavilion will hold a banquet on the main peak the day after tomorrow to entertain guests from various factions who come to watch Le Tianyou. Since you two have come from afar, why not come and have a glass of wine."
The performances of top musicians are of great benefit to cultivation, so during the annual Le Tian You, many sects would send their disciples to Gong Yu City to watch the ceremony and visit Yao Yin Pavilion.
In order to demonstrate its grand style, Yaoyin Pavilion would also hold a banquet before the ceremony to entertain guests, which was called the Leyou Banquet.
Hearing that there was another wealthy family to join in the fun, Zhu Changyang's eyes lit up: "Can we go too?"
"Of course." Jiang Hui raised his eyebrows and joked, "Masters are very popular recently. I don't know how many people have made friends with you. It is an honor for our sect to have you two come."
The masters gradually became immune to this nickname and clasped their fists calmly: "Thank you."
So the itinerary was set, and Jiang Hui gave the two a letter with his seal as a token of trust, which would allow them to enter Yaoyin Pavilion.
On the contrary, as Jiang Hui's close friend, Yin Kanwei was not able to show up in public.
Yin Kanwei had long been accustomed to it and didn't take it seriously. He just smiled faintly and said, "Now that we have finished talking about business, let me see the magic of this phonograph."
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Early in the morning on the day of the Leyou Banquet, Zhu Changyang and Jun Shu left Gongyu City and flew to Yaoyin Pavilion on their swords.
The spiritual vein of Yaoyin Pavilion is in Fuli Mountain, dozens of miles away. Fuli Mountain is not famous for its majestic grandeur, but it has many peaks and streams, and is home to many birds and melodious songs, which is a beautiful sight.
Following the map given by Jiang Hui, the two of them bypassed several low peaks and finally saw a flat land with lush grass.
There were many carriages driven by spirit beasts parked on the flat ground. It was obvious that this was the parking lot for guests of Yaoyin Pavilion.
Next to the parking lot is a cliff. The cliff is straight up and down and very steep. The cliff is covered with clouds and fog. You can't see the end at a glance, and you don't know what the scenery is on the other side of the cliff.
This is the entrance to Yaoyin Pavilion. There are protective formations set up around the sect’s headquarters, and flying swords are not allowed to enter.
Jun suddenly pressed his sword downward, and the two of them landed on the grass. Just as they were about to send a letter to ask for directions as Jiang Hui had taught them, they suddenly heard the sound of flapping wings and the chirping of birds from the sky.
The two looked back and saw four cranes flying towards them, pulling a suspended chariot behind them.
Zhu Changyang felt that this chariot looked familiar. Before he had time to think about it, the chariot had already flown close and hovered in the parking lot.
The car door opened, and two young people, a man and a woman, dressed in gold-embroidered clothes stepped out. The man, holding a jade-handled folding fan and with a golden flower between his eyebrows, was none other than Nan Rongbo from the Hehuan Palace, whom he had met once before in Changchun Tower.
"Hey, isn't this Brother Zhu and Brother Jun? You're here too?" Nan Rongbo didn't expect to see them here. A smile appeared on his face and he walked over quickly.
Zhu Changyang had a good impression of Nan Rongbo. After causing a scene at the Changchun Tower wedding, they were able to successfully escape from the Yuxu Sect. It was said that it was because Nan Rongbo tripped Zi Jiuwen. He stepped forward and said hello: "Brother Nan Rong, long time no see. Are you here to watch the Lotte Tour?"
This is a bit strange. Although the Lotte Tour is a grand ceremony, it is after all just a festival in the mortal world. It happens every year and is not rare.
According to Jiang Hui, the new disciples sent by various sects every year are those who have just mastered their skills, so that they can feel the attainments of music cultivation and increase their experience. Therefore, the specifications of the music banquet are not very high, and sometimes some independent cultivators from no sect will mix in, so Zhu Changyang and Jun Shu can come without worry.
Nan Rongbo is the only son of the Lord of Hehuan Palace. He has a noble status and has achieved success in cultivation. Logically speaking, he should not be so idle.
"That's right." Nan Rongbo waved his folding fan, fascinated. "Originally, my mother almost wanted to send my junior brothers and sisters over. Fortunately, I got wind of it in advance and actively fought for it. Finally, I got this opportunity."
Zhu Changyang sighed: "It seems that Brother Nanrong is also a music fan."
"No, I have no interest in music." Nan Rongbo smiled slightly, "But I heard that Elder Jiang Hui came out in person this year. Elder Jiang is known as the most handsome man in Gongyu City. I have heard of his reputation for a long time."
Nan Rongbo was accompanied by his junior sister Lu Xianning. Upon hearing this, she reminded him quietly, "Brother, Master has told us that Elder Jiang is a senior of Yaoyin Pavilion. We must be careful with our words and actions and not offend him."
Zhu Changyang: “…”
Can these face-obsessed people ever get better
Nan Rongbo glanced at him and Jun Shu and asked, "Why are you two here?"
Zhu Changyang remained calm and said, "Of course, it's the same as you guys."
Jun Shu imitated Zhu Changyang's tone: "We all yearn for art."
Nan Rongbo: “…”
I don't know why, but I always feel that these two people are talking nonsense.
After a brief greeting, they walked forward together and came to the edge of the abyss.
Nan Rongbo took out a golden-seal invitation and threw it into the vast clouds. Zhu Changyang also threw the token given by Jiang Hui. The clouds glowed with a faint light. After a while, a melodious flute sounded from the opposite side of the cliff, and a small boat slowly sailed out from the clouds.
The boat was shaped like a willow leaf, about ten feet long, thin and narrow, and only wide enough for two people to ride side by side. On the bow stood a white-haired boatman, with a bamboo flute across his lips, and his ten fingers gently pressed the sound of the flute, which was exactly what he was playing.
The boat slowly floated over with clouds as water, and finally stopped at the edge of the cliff.
The boatman took down the bamboo flute and bowed to the people: "I hope you can forgive me for not welcoming you here. Please come aboard and I will take you to the main peak."
Several people returned the greeting and stepped onto the boat one by one. When they stood still, the boatman played the flute again, and with the melodious flute sound, the boat gently moved away and headed back to where it came from.
The abyss is extremely wide, as straight as a natural moat, but there is no raging water in it, but rather misty clouds.
Zhu Changyang looked down, and saw only a vast expanse of white, boundless and boundless, with no bottom at all visible. He was afraid that it was ten thousand feet deep.
Fortunately, he had been flying swords for a long time and was used to high-altitude flying, otherwise his legs would have been so scared that they would have gone limp.
The boat traveled through the clouds for about half a minute. Finally, the clouds gradually faded, the light around came on, and a towering mountain appeared in sight.
There are pavilions and terraces on the mountainside, with carved beams and painted buildings, and wind chimes and iron horses hanging on many eaves. When the breeze blows, you can hear the "ding-dong-dong" sound, which is very pleasant to the ear.
In the middle of the building is a magnificent one, with red walls and green tiles, it is the main hall of Yaoyin Pavilion. In front of the main hall door is a staircase, connected to an open and flat square, facing the cliff.
When the boat reached the edge of the square, the boatman stopped playing his flute and stepped aside: "Dear guests, please."
As soon as the few people got off the boat, two servants came forward and led them up the stairs and into the main hall.
As soon as I entered the palace, I heard a loud noise. The palace was very large, with about 200 tables set up inside and outside. The guests had almost all arrived, and they were being introduced to each other. It was very lively.
Zhu Changyang took a quick look and found that most of the people sitting at the table were young and immature. Some of them looked familiar, probably because he had seen them at the wedding banquet at Changchun Tower.
Jun Shu bumped his arm and said with disgust: "There is a disgusting person."
Zhu Changyang looked over and found that Peng Gu, who had smashed the Xizhi Pipa, was also there, looking around excitedly for people to talk to. It seemed that this person had really spent a lot of money in Yaoyin Pavilion, not only won the first place in the exam, but also got the opportunity to attend the Leyou Banquet early.
Just as he was about to sit down, he suddenly felt a few sharp eyes shooting towards him from the opposite side. Zhu Changyang looked over subconsciously and saw four men not far away staring at him with vicious eyes, as if they wanted to eat him alive.
Zhu Changyang:
What's wrong with these people? Why are they looking at him like this
Just as he was wondering, he heard Nan Rongbo chuckle, "The people from the Yuxu Sect dare to come out and show their faces so brazenly. Their skins are thicker than the city walls."
Zhu Changyang suddenly realized that he was from the Yuxu Sect, no wonder.
Nan Rongbo gloated, "I heard that their Sect Leader Hu had a tantrum and Zi Jiuwen was punished to be confined to his room for reflection. He hasn't been seen outside for a long time. Now all external interactions are handled by his fellow apprentices."
Zhu Changyang complained: "Such sects actually have exchanges with each other. I think the sects that have exchanges with them are responsible."
Nan Rongbo clapped his hands and laughed, agreeing deeply: "I think you are right."
At this time, there was a commotion in the hall, and someone said in surprise: "Ah, it's Elder Jiang who is here."
Zhu Changyang and his companions looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man coming in from behind. It was Jiang Hui.
Jiang Hui was still dressed in blue, but it was embroidered with gold threads and had an emerald jade hairpin on her head. She looked elegant and regal, which made her look even more dazzling.
Nan Rongbo's eyes sparkled brightly, and he knocked on the handle of his fan: "Elder Jiang is indeed just as the legend says, his piano skills are outstanding and impressive, and it's worth my long journey."
Lu Xianning nodded in agreement: "What a beautiful pair of hands! I really want to play the piano with him!"
Zhu Changyang: “…”
Jiang Hui hasn't even started playing the piano yet, okay? !
Can these two people be more serious when they are talking nonsense
Because most of the guests at the Leyou Banquet were younger generations from various sects, Yaoyin Pavilion usually only sent out young and middle-aged disciples to entertain them and exchange ideas. Except for the elders who were responsible for managing secular affairs, other senior leaders rarely showed up, and at most only showed their faces at the end of the banquet.
It is said that Jiang Hui is obsessed with music and rarely cares about the affairs of his own sect. Unexpectedly, he suddenly appeared at the banquet, which surprised everyone and caused them to whisper to each other.
Jiang Hui bowed to everyone in the hall, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then walked towards Zhu Changyang and Jun Shu, saying, "I just sensed the movement of my personal seal, and I knew that you two had arrived."
Zhu Changyang responded: "You're welcome."
Jiang Hui winked at them and said, "Please spare me a moment to talk."
Zhu Changyang and Jun Shu looked at each other, then followed Jiang Hui to an empty corner.
Jiang Hui lowered his voice and got straight to the point: "Regarding the matter of Raoliang College, I have already found some clues related to the mastermind behind it, but they are acting cautiously and have not yet obtained evidence. But don't worry, as soon as the banquet is over, I will ask the Pavilion Master to order a thorough investigation, and I will definitely be able to give justice to that friend Jie Xizhi."
Zhu Changyang was a little surprised that Jiang Hui had found out the clues so quickly. It seemed that he was really concerned about it.
"That's great." Zhu Changyang clasped his fists, "Then I'll wait for your good news."
"There is another unwelcome request." Jiang Hui sighed and said in a deep voice, "This matter involves a scandal of our sect. I am really ashamed. I ask you two to keep it confidential to avoid making our sect a laughing stock."
"No problem." Zhu Changyang said the same thing, "Don't worry, Xiaojun and I don't have many friends in the Nine Regions and Eighteen Continents, so no one can leak it."
To be serious, he turned around and asked Jun Shu, "Jun, you shouldn't have secretly made friends who could leak secrets behind my back, right?"
Jun Shu: “…”
He wanted to refute, but he glanced at Zhu Changyang slowly and said aggrievedly, "No."
Jiang Hui: “…”
It doesn't have to be like that.
The author has something to say:
Shen Zha: ??? Where is my friend's seat
Chang Yang: You are not the kind of friend to whom I can reveal secrets.
Shen Zha: (Takes out a banknote)
Chang Yang: (Hesitation)
(End of this chapter)