When Xiahou Qingfeng mentioned the Kunwu faction unexpectedly, Ye Qingxuan's heart was shocked, and his expression became serious like never before.
"Why is Mr. Xiahou so interested in me, Kunwu?"
Xiahou Qingfeng sighed, stood up and said, "Brother Ye, wait a moment." After speaking, he went into the back room.
The mysterious Xiahou Qingfeng made Ye Qingxuan a little confused, it was really hard to guess what was going on, so he wanted to let nature take its course, and poured himself a glass of green tea calmly. The clear tea of Xiahou Mansion should be taken from the "fog narcissus" in Quyi Mountain. It is light and has a natural sweetness, and the tea fragrance in the water vapor makes people feel refreshed. Qingxuan happened to be thirsty after drinking, so he drank a full cup of tea. Ye Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief comfortably. He walked to the window, facing the moonlight and the breeze, and took a deep breath.
The wind is full of floral fragrance.
A light cloud covered the moon, the moonlight became lighter, and the room became darker.
Ye Qingxuan sighed lightly and said: "No matter how beautiful the moonlight is, it is sometimes blocked—"
"Hmm - flowers don't always bloom, and the moon doesn't grow round..." Amidst the sound of footsteps, Xiahou Qingfeng strolled over.
With a choking sound, the sound of drawing the sword out of its scabbard sounded, and a sharp Qi of Gengjin was generated spontaneously. Ye Qingxuan looked back unexpectedly, but his originally playful expression suddenly changed after seeing Xiahou Qingfeng's swordsmanship. To be horrified!
Of course, what he was terrified was not Xiahou Qingfeng's sword, because Xiahou Qingfeng had no reason to threaten his life, what he was terrified was the sword technique itself, because what Xiahou Qingfeng used was the peerless sword technique of the Kunwu School, One of the five great swords [Kunwurui Golden Swordsmanship].
Xiahou Qingfeng's sword attacked the table where the two of them sat just now, the sword skill flashed past, and with a dragon chant, the long sword had already returned to its sheath.
A gust of evening wind blew into the room at the right time, and took away a layer of frivolous sawdust on the table, and four beautiful regular script "Xiahou Qingfeng" appeared, which was his name.
"Xiahou...Qing...Feng..." Ye Qingxuan muttered to himself, looking at the word "Qing" in the middle, a strange feeling rose in his heart, why didn't he find out before... "Could it be that this 'Qing' is my kun My clear word?"
Xiahou Qingfeng smiled miserably, and said lightly to Ye Qingxuan: "I will take you to meet someone!"
Ye Qingxuan's curiosity skyrocketed, and for the first time, this heart-scratching gossip almost killed him.
I hate cheating!
Ye Qingxuan shouted endlessly in his heart.
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The twilight is thicker, and the wind is still full of fragrant flowers.
Just behind the small building, in a small garden with excellent scenery, Xiahou Qingfeng brought Ye Qingxuan to meet that person. To be precise, it is a tomb.
There are a few words written on the tombstone above, which are the same as what Xiahou Qingfeng wrote to Ye Qingxuan just now, and they are all inscribed in regular script with sharp edges and corners, "Tomb of my mentor, Mr. Dumb". It can be seen from the handwriting that they are all written by Xiahou Qingfeng.
There is no name, only the title of "dumb man".
Xiahou Qingfeng said calmly: "Yugong is my master and a gardener who has lived in my Xiahou Mansion for sixty years. He was by my side when I was born. Because I like flowers, I often visit his house. Playing in the flower cellar.
At the age of seven, I lost my sight without warning. My family was in a panic, and they sought many famous doctors, but they couldn’t cure my strange disease. Even Qiu Daoqi, the chief physician at the time, only found that the meridians in my body were shrinking for unknown reasons, but they didn’t treat this kind of vein shrinkage at all. There is no cure for my illness, and he even predicted that I would not live to be sixteen.
I also thought that I would not live to be sixteen years old, until I came here again, until I met the dumb man... "
Ye Qingxuan suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked softly: "So this dumb man secretly accepted you as an apprentice, and secretly taught you the [Kunwu Ningyu Jue] of the Kunwu Sect. With this set of exercises, Even if it can't cure your illness, it can suppress it, so... "
"That's why I've lived for so long..." Xiahou Qingfeng smiled and said with an excuse: "It's just that I didn't expect that the dumb man saved my life, but he couldn't save his own!"
Unable to see Ye Qingxuan's puzzled expression, Xia Hou Qingfeng explained it on his own.
It turned out that this gardener who was called "Dumb Lord" by the people in Xiahou's mansion turned out to be the sword-wielding boy of Yuan Daochun, one of the five great swords of the Kunwu School, "Sharp Golden Sword", and his Taoist name was "Lingyuan". When Dao Tongzi led a group of elites to settle in a manor in Zhongzhou, this Lingyuan Dao boy did not eat because of diarrhea, and naturally he was not poisoned, and he was squatting in the latrine when the thieves killed his fellow Kunwu faction. Going to the toilet in the toilet, escaped by using feces, and escaped a catastrophe.
It's a pity that he was discovered by someone during the investigation in the rivers and lakes. After some pursuit and killing, he suffered serious internal injuries. The enemy naturally thought that he would die. Unexpectedly, he relied on his profound internal strength to heal the rupture His internal organs, but he lost the ability to speak from then on, the meridians in his body were also damaged, and his skills were lost year by year.
In order to survive, he hid in Xiahou's house as a gardener and lived for decades. In the end, because he liked Xiahou Qingfeng and because he had the same pitiful fate as himself, he secretly taught him this set of [Kun Wu Ning] Yu Gong], the demands of the two are almost the same, they both resist the dwindling meridians.
Xiahou Qingfeng's life was prolonged for several years due to a blessing in disguise, but Lingyuan, who was aliased as "dumb man", died of serious injuries when Xiahou Qingfeng was nineteen years old.
Xiahou Qingfeng was rarely sad, and said: "Unfortunately, if my master lives a few more years, he will be able to see the great feat of the Kunwu faction to revive the mountain gate. This is his lifelong wish. Before he died, his heart was full of Angry and confused, he didn't even have the strength to curse the enemy, and he didn't even know who the enemy was. This unresolved knot made him suffer all his life, and even if he died, he couldn't give up his hatred for the enemy."
Ye Qingxuan said with some relief: "But it's still good. When Uncle Lingyuan passed away, you were by his side, so I finally got some comfort. Does Uncle Lingyuan have any last words?"
Xiahou Qingfeng shook his head and said: "He didn't want to impose his burden on me, so he didn't ask for revenge or anything like that. He just left me a note before he was critically ill. If possible , let me bury his remains on Kunwu Mountain... He is an orphan, and Kunwu Mountain is his home!"
"It should be so!"
Ye Qingxuan felt a little panicked in his heart. If he thought about what happened to the Kunwu sect back then, it was the great hatred that every Kunwu disciple had penetrated into his soul. Facing the conspiracy that was not completely clear back then, Ye Qingxuan felt that even though he was full of strength, he didn't know where to vent it.
"Dumb Lord accepted me as a disciple of the fourteenth generation of the Kunwu Sect, that is, the 'Qing' generation. My real name is 'Chunfeng', and it took me a long time to annoy my father before allowing me to change my name. The family line was originally 'Feng' , but my father said that my five elements are short of 'wood', so my word for 'wind' became the word for 'feng'. Qingfeng, Qingfeng, I like this name very much." Xiahou Qingfeng smiled and turned to Ye Qingxuan On the other hand, he said with a smile: "According to the time of entering the door, it seems that Brother Ye is going to call me Senior Brother!"
Xiahou Qingfeng's optimism instantly affected Ye Qingxuan, who was somewhat sad. He laughed, and respectfully called "Xiahou Senior Brother", then looked curiously into Xiahou Qingfeng's eyes, shook his hand in front of his eyes, and said : "Although it's a bit impolite to say that, I really don't feel that you are blind."
Xiahou Qingfeng's expression was still very happy and calm, and he replied slowly: "I'm really blind."
"I'm really blind."
Although these are just seven ordinary words, Ye Qingxuan has never heard anything that surprised him more than these seven words in his life.
He stared at Xiahou Qingfeng with staring eyes. This is the person. He is full of love for human beings and life, and full of hope for the future. He can clearly know where the teacup is placed, and he can pour tea into the cup steadily. . In Ye Qingxuan's impression, no blind man can do this.
As if feeling Ye Qingxuan's suspicious gaze, Xiahou Qingfeng nodded and said, "I was blind when I was seven years old."
Ye Qingxuan said: "But you don't look like that at all."
Xiahou Qingfeng laughed again, and said, "What kind of person is blind?"
Ye Qingxuan couldn't tell. He has seen many blind people, and he always thinks that blind people must be dejected and frowning people, because for them, this colorful world has nothing but darkness left.
Although he didn't say what was in Shan's heart, Xiahou Qingfeng obviously understood what he meant.
Xiahou Qingfeng led Ye Qingxuan back to the small building, and at the same time said with a smile: "I know you must think that blind people will never live as happily as I do."
Ye Qingxuan nodded in recognition. But he suddenly thought that Xiahou Qingfeng was blind and couldn't see his movements, so he wanted to speak quickly, but Xiahou Qingfeng smiled lightly: "You don't need to speak, I can feel your movements..."
Ye Qingxuan's heart was shocked immediately, and he asked: "How did you do it?"
"It's Fengyi Pavilion's [Heaven and Earth Xuangan Yuanbo Gong]!" A soft female voice sounded from the side.
Ye Qingxuan turned his head and looked, and Jiang Feiran appeared like a fairy on the left side of the road among the flowers. Even with Ye Qingxuan's enhanced six senses, he didn't notice the slightest change before she made a sound.
The descendant of Lingyun Palace is indeed excellent in martial arts, perhaps among the "martial envoys" this time, her martial arts are the most powerful. It's a pity that as the leaders, the disciples of Lingyun Palace are not qualified to participate.
"It turned out to be this technique. No wonder brother Xiahou's perception surpasses that of ordinary people, and at the same time, he can see the surrounding things as clearly as human eyes..."
Ye Qingxuan smiled casually, "However, this exercise should be the core secret technique of Fengyi Pavilion. Brother Xiahou must have paid a huge price for this exercise, right?"
Xiahou Qingfeng sighed, and said: "The price is that a child of my Xiahou family must marry the heir of Fengyi Pavilion as his wife."