At this time, there was less than a month left before the conference. Gu Pinglin and his group descended from Qianyang Mountain and did not dare to delay for a moment on the way, heading straight for Yunya. Now the Lingxin Sect has grown a lot in size, with a lot of resources, especially in the southern border. Lingxin Temples can be seen in almost all the towns. The larger Taoist temples also have special feeding gardens, raising some spiritual birds and mounts for the Lingxin Sect disciples to travel. Gan Li had already arranged everything for the trip, so everyone walked quite easily.
That evening, everyone went to Lingxin Temple in Eucalyptus Town to check in, but they met an acquaintance.
A dozen people gathered outside the temple, all wearing long robes with wide sleeves and the same silver orchid leaf pattern embroidered on the cuffs. A man in a pea green robe stood on the steps, talking to a Taoist boy. His tone was gentle, with a hint of embarrassment: "No room?"
"Yes," the Taoist boy said politely, "The head of our sect and his uncles will arrive tonight. The abbot has already instructed that no outsiders will be received."
The man covered his mouth with a clean white handkerchief and lowered his head to cough. Another tall young man in a black robe stepped forward to support him and said something a little rude: "Your temple clearly has three guest houses, and there are only thirteen of us. You only need to allocate three or four rooms. It should be enough for us to squeeze in, right?"
Gu Pinglin recognized the two men and stopped, and the people behind him also stopped.
The man in the bean green robe was none other than Li Moqing, the owner of Yinlan Villa. When Li Moqing won the Heavenly Sword, he also accepted the evil Lan Gu's descendant Lan Feiyu as his apprentice, and then moved to Shengong Valley to practice.
Many years have passed, and Li Moqing is still handsome and young. Due to his illness, he looks a little thin, and his gentle temperament is faintly cold. The Yinlan technique is the top technique in the cultivation world. He has a very high level of comprehension and has already formed an inner elixir. He must have taken a lot of elixirs, but it is obvious that his congenital pulse disease has not been cured, and it is hard to say what his future will be like.
To Gu Pinglin's surprise, their master-disciple relationship continued.
Li Moqing accepted Lan Feiyu as his disciple even though he knew his true identity. This was out of kindness, and he wanted to resolve Lan Feiyu's hatred. However, Lan Feiyu was obviously bent on revenge. He stole the spiritual stone milk and colluded with Huanletian, Master Lu and others. All his actions revealed his wolfish ambition.
Duan Qingming's comment on Li Moqing's "womanly kindness" was actually agreed by Gu Pinglin - not to mention that Lan Feiyu's character is difficult to educate, and not to mention his cruel means of revenge in his previous life, just the identity of the enemy's son, keeping him around would be a variable - even though he did have some feelings for Li Moqing, Gu Pinglin was still not optimistic about their future.
In his previous life, Lan Feiyu killed his master's wife, kidnapped Li Moqing, and defected to the Wanfamen, doing all kinds of evil things. But in the end, he came to ask me to save Li Moqing. It can be seen that he is not completely without feelings for his master, but just chose to take revenge.
It is no surprise that he still cares about Li Moqing in this life.
Things are still developing just like in the previous life.
Will Lan Feiyu finally seek revenge? Since Li Moqing already knows his identity, he shouldn't...
Gu Pinglin's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
When Lan Feiyu became his disciple, he was still young and his words were full of loopholes. Li Moqing was kind, but not stupid. On the contrary, he was able to save the declining Yinlan Villa and the "Thirteen Swords of Lanting", which showed his wisdom. Did he already know Lan Feiyu's identity in his previous life? In this case, he actually did not change anything
Gu Pinglin was lost in thought while the Taoist boy curled his lips when Lan Feiyu questioned him. He rudely drove the boy away, "The Sect Master has arrived. How can we allow strangers to disturb us? We said we don't accept outsiders. Go somewhere else."
Lan Feiyu's eyes turned cold: "You are so rude, little boy!"
"We are here to ask for a place to stay. Whether the host wants to let us stay or not is a courtesy," Li Moqing stopped him and said to the Taoist boy, "In that case, we will go somewhere else. Thank you, young Taoist priest."
Lan Feiyu said: "It's hard to find an inn right now. You've been traveling for the past two days, so you need to find a quiet place..."
Li Moqing said: "He is just following the orders of the master. You think he is making things difficult for you. How do you know that he will be punished for disobeying the master? If they neglect the master and the master blames them, who will bear the responsibility for them? You... you need to change your temper." At this point, he shook his head: "Let's go."
Lan Feiyu patiently said to the Taoist boy, "My master is quite friendly with your Sect Master Gu. Go in and tell the abbot to allocate a few guest rooms. The Sect Master won't blame you."
The Taoist boy rolled his eyes: "Everyone says he has a good relationship with our leader!"
Lan Feiyu said coldly: "You are courting death!"
Li Moqing had just walked down two steps when he heard the two people talking and turned around to see them. Seeing this, he hurriedly shouted, "Fei Yu!"
Lan Feiyu quickly suppressed his anger and walked down the stairs: "I just wanted to scare him, why should Master be angry?"
He said it as if he was joking, very naturally. Li Moqing choked when he heard it, but he didn't want to blame him too much: "You are already a great inner alchemy cultivator, and you are still arguing with a child, how can you be reasonable!"
Lan Feiyu looked at him for a moment, then suddenly lowered his head and smiled, then stepped forward to help him up: "Master is right, let's go."
Li Moqing knew that he didn't listen, so he pushed his hand away helplessly: "My body is fine, you don't have to worry."
"I understand." Lan Feiyu responded, but did not let go and insisted on helping him walk down the stairs.
Gu Pinglin went forward and said, “Brother Li.”
All the Yinlan disciples made way, and Li Moqing finally saw him. He was unsure for a moment: "Is it... Brother Gu?"
Gu Pinglin bowed: "It's been many years since we last met. Brother Li is still as elegant as ever."
Li Moqing hurriedly bowed and said, "I haven't yet repaid you for the gift of medicine. I heard that you became the head, but I couldn't come to congratulate you in person. I feel ashamed." After he obtained the Heavenly Sword, he entered the Shengong Valley for twenty years. When Gu Pinglin succeeded him as the head, he sent someone to deliver a great gift.
"The medicine was given to me by Senior Zhang Yan. I just brought it to you," Gu Pinglin said, "but... I heard that the medicine was stolen?"
Li Moqing was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, I just neglected it for a moment. I've found it, sorry to bother you."
The spiritual stone milk has been found? Gu Pinglin glanced at Lan Feiyu in surprise.
"Although this medicine was given by Senior Zhang, if it was someone else, would they give it to me? Just for this reason, I admire Master Gu." Li Moqing paused and looked at him. "I heard that you had an accident when you were promoted... Are you okay?"
Without waiting for Gu Pinglin to answer, Lan Feiyu answered first: "Master Gu entered the inner alchemy realm last year, so I think there will be no problem."
Li Moqing frowned and looked at him, full of reproach.
"It's indeed fine. Thank you for your concern." Gu Pinglin smiled and didn't ask him why the spiritual stone milk didn't cure the pulse disease. "It's a rare opportunity to meet Brother Li again. I think you haven't found an inn yet. Why don't you stay in my small temple for one night?"
Li Moqing was worried about this matter, so he agreed immediately after hearing this: "Then I'm sorry to bother you."
Gu Pinglin introduced Bu Shuihan, Jiang Wu and others to them. The people around Li Moqing were all top-notch masters. Seeing that their owner knew Gu Pinglin, they also let down their guard and came forward to greet him. The disciples of Lingxin Sect were always enthusiastic, and the atmosphere became lighthearted. While everyone was busy getting to know each other, Gan Li had already asked the little Taoist boy to report to the temple master, who hurriedly came out with the steward to greet them.
The Taoist boy looked at this side tremblingly, but Li Moqing did not mention the fact that he was refused to stay overnight. Seeing his good intentions, Gu Pinglin pretended not to know. The abbot personally led everyone to the guest house to settle down and held a banquet to welcome them. Gu Pinglin asked Gan Li to take everyone there, while he and Li Moqing sat opposite each other in the courtyard and had a drink.
Lan Feiyu did not follow him, but sat alone on the stone steps, slowly wiping the Zhexiu sword.
Gu Pinglin saw it all.
He really cared about his master Li Moqing. As master and disciple for two lifetimes, he hoped that they would not end up like in their previous lives, one dead and the other disheartened.
Li Moqing also noticed it, and turned to Lan Feiyu and said, "Why don't you go with them? What are you doing here?"
Lan Feiyu then raised his head and said, "I don't like drinking."
"It's better not to drink and make more friends," Li Moqing shook his head and said to Gu Pinglin, "I have been like this since I was a child. I'm sorry to embarrass you."
Gu Pinglin did not comment, and poured two glasses of wine from the pot: "Yinlan Villa has regained its reputation in the cultivation world in recent years. It seems that the Heavenly Sword has not caused any trouble to Brother Li. I was worrying too much."
Li Moqing smiled bitterly and said, "You don't think too much. Who doesn't want the Heavenly Sword? Ever since I left the Shengong Valley, Yinlan Villa has been in so much trouble in secret. Fortunately, we have Feiyu, otherwise, let alone the Heavenly Sword, even Yinlan Villa would be difficult to keep." He turned his face away slightly and coughed while covering his mouth.
Lan Feiyu immediately stood up from the stone steps, strode over, gently stroked his back, and slowly sent in his true energy.
"I'm fine." Li Moqing waved his hand.
"What are you thinking about!" Lan Feiyu couldn't help but speak, with a hint of anger, "Spiritual stone milk can cure your pulse disease, why do you have to work so hard?"
Li Moqing seemed to dislike talking about this matter, and said sternly: "I have my own reasons, are you lecturing me? Back off!"
Lan Feiyu looked at him for a while, then lowered his head and stepped back.
Gu Pinglin slowly put down his wine glass and said casually, "Although your disciple has neglected the etiquette between master and disciple, he is also very filial. Brother Li is envious of having such a good disciple."
"I've been spoiled and made a fool of myself by you." Li Moqing was a little embarrassed.
Gu Pinglin frowned and looked at Lan Feiyu, and said nothing more. He asked about the main business: "Brother Li, do you know the inside story of the extermination of Zixiao Palace?"
Li Moqing was stunned when he heard this, and after a long pause, he said, "You also doubt this?"
Gu Pinglin said: "Brother Li is also suspicious."
Li Moqing was silent for a moment, and then said, "I was there when the Zixiao Palace was surrounded and suppressed. In the end, I found a lot of evidence proving that they had dealings with the Demon Realm, but they were just insignificant matters. As for their collusion with Master Weifeng and their attempt to subvert the authentic Taoist world..."
Seeing that he didn't continue, Gu Pinglin took over: "There is no evidence except the letter sent by Nanzhu."
"That's right," Li Moqing sighed and said sadly, "In fact, I have always had doubts in my heart, but I was powerless. At that time, the situation could not be stopped. Now that the matter is done and the Zixiao Palace no longer exists, I have no way to investigate."
"There is no smoke without fire," said Gu Pinglin. "A letter would not appear without reason. Even if the information in the letter is fabricated, there must be a reason for it. Behind all illusions, there must be a ray of truth."
Li Moqing was puzzled: "What do you mean..."
Gu Pinglin said, "Subverting the Dao world. Indeed, let alone Master Wei Feng, no one in the entire Demon Realm dares to say such things openly, including our authentic Dao world. No one cares about such ridiculous nonsense. Collaborating with Master Wei Feng is the crime." He paused and tapped the table with his fingers: "But if all the things with conclusive evidence are false, is it possible that the things that sound incredible are closer to the truth?"
Li Moqing was surprised: "Do you think..."
"People who are good at planning will always habitually mix a little truth into the illusion, just like framing someone for murder. The murderer is fake, the witnesses and evidence are fake, but someone must have really died. Similarly, if the letter is fake, Zixiao Palace is wronged, and Master Weifeng is also framed, everything is fake," Gu Pinglin paused and raised his eyes, "Then, could this arrogant statement be true, or is it related to the truth?"
Li Moqing subconsciously took a breath, "Impossible, who wants to overthrow the Dao Realm? What good would it do him? Besides, our Dao Realm has many famous sects, and their strength is not inferior to the Demon Realm. How can he overthrow it?"
Overthrowing the Taoist world sounds like too much of a joke; even the eight major sects could not do it together.
"Brother Li's words make sense. This is indeed what I can't figure out." Gu Pinglin glanced at Lan Feiyu, put away his hand, picked up the wine glass again, and said happily, "Maybe my way of thinking is wrong. You and I haven't seen each other for many years. Today we should reminisce about the past and not worry about the future."
Li Moqing smiled and raised his glass: "Let it be. Maybe they really have other purposes. When the time comes, we will know clearly."
The two of them had a few drinks and chatted about what had happened since they last met.
Lan Feiyu stood at the side, lost in thought for a while, lowered his eyes to hide the irritation in his eyes, and quietly stepped back.
It was after three o'clock in the morning when Gan Li and his group finally returned from their fun. Gu Pinglin and Li Moqing also went back to their rooms to rest. Several Taoists brought hot water and quietly cleared away the remaining tables, making for a quiet night.
In the early morning, when it was just getting light, screams suddenly broke out in the temple.
"Oh no! Someone's been murdered!"
Gradually, the whole Taoist temple was filled with noise, and the noise disturbed the guest courtyard. The doors and windows of the courtyard opened one after another. Then, people from the Lingxin Sect and the Yinlan Villa came out to see what was happening. It happened that the temple master and a few Taoists hurried into the courtyard.
"What's going on?" Bu Shuihan asked the abbot while standing in front of the steps.
The temple master said with tears in his eyes: "Reporting to the guardian, the temple gate boy Yuanyu is the little boy who greeted you outside the gate yesterday. I don't know who killed him!"
When they heard that someone had died, everyone was stunned.
The Lingxin Sect's outer sect manager just let him do what he wanted. The temple master bowed and saluted him: "I didn't dare to disturb the sect leader, but I felt that this matter was strange and I was afraid that there was something else going on. So I didn't dare to hide it and came to report it to the manager."
"Killing people in Lingxin Temple means you don't take us seriously!" Wan Lai put one hand on his waist and was about to step forward.
Gan Li held him back and shook his head.
It is not surprising for people to die in the world of cultivation, but it is a bit of a coincidence that Gu Pinglin got into trouble while he was at Lingxin Temple.
Gu Pinglin's door was still closed. With such a big noise outside, it was impossible for him not to be awakened. The only explanation was that he was practicing. After thinking for a while, Ren Ping said to Gan Li, "There's no need to disturb the headmaster, nephew Gan, let's go over and take a look first."
Gan Li was about to agree when he heard a creaky sound and the door next to him opened. Everyone looked over at the same time.
Gu Pinglin stood inside the door. Perhaps because the room was too dim, his face looked a little bad: "What happened?"
The temple master was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses and quickly explained the whole story.
"Let's go and take a look." Gu Pinglin nodded, walked out of the room and went straight out of the yard.