Wei Wuxian finally determined what scene he was seeing.
Back then, Nie MingJue received information and launched a surprise attack in Yangquan.
Chi Fengzun took the initiative to attack, and it has never been unfavorable. However, I don't know if it was because the intelligence went wrong, or if people were not as good as the sky, I never expected that this surprise attack would collide with Wen Ruohan, the head of the Qishan Wen Sect.
The power estimate was wrong, and the Qishan Wen sect took the lead, slaughtered all the cultivators who came to attack, and captured them back to the Evernight City.
Meng Yao knelt down beside Nie Mingjue and said, "I really didn't expect that you would be in such an embarrassed state today."
Nie MingJue only said two words: "Go away."
Meng Yao laughed with a hint of pity, and said, "Do you still think you are the King of Hejian? See clearly, this is the Yanyang Palace."
A cultivator on the side spat and said, "What Yanyang Palace, but a nest of warm dogs!"
Meng Yao's expression changed, and the long sword was unsheathed.
A blood line burst out from the cultivator's neck in an instant, and he collapsed without humming. His fellow doorman screamed and jumped up to shout. Nie MingJue was extremely angry: "You!"
Another monk roared, "Wengou! You can kill me if you have the ability..." Meng Yao's eyebrows didn't move, but she slashed his throat with blood, and smiled, "Okay."
He stood in front of the pool of blood with a long sword in hand, and the bodies of the two monks in white fell at his feet. He smiled and said, "Who else wants to say that word?"
Nie MingJue said coldly, "Warm dog."
He knew that falling into Wen Ruohan's hands would definitely kill him, so he was not afraid at all. If Wei Wuxian was in such a situation, he would have to scold him for anything else, since he would die anyway. Meng Yao smiled slightly, but did not get angry. She snapped her fingers, and a cultivator of the Wen family walked up on his knees, with his hands over the top, and presented a long box to him. Meng Yao opened the box, took something out of it, and said, "Sect Master Nie, why don't you take a look at what this is?"
That is Nie MingJue's saber, domineering!
Nie MingJue angrily said, "Get out of here!"
Meng Yao had already taken out Baxia and said, "Sect Master Nie, Baxia has gone through a lot in my hands in the past. You are only angry now, isn't it too late?"
Nie MingJue said word by word, "Take your hand away!"
Meng Yao seemed to intend to provoke him, weighed the weight of the saber, and commented: "Sect Master Nie, your saber is barely a first-class spiritual weapon. However, compared to your father's old Sect Master Nie's sword The knife is still slightly worse. You might as well guess, how many shots will Sect Master Wen take this time before it will break?"
In an instant, the blood from Nie MingJue's body rushed to his forehead. Wei Wuxian also felt his scalp go numb with his sudden anger, and said in his heart, "Poison."
The thing that Nie Mingjue hated the most and could not let go of was the death of his father.
Back then, when Nie Mingjue was only a teenager and the head of the Qinghe Nie Clan was still his father, someone paid tribute to Wen Ruohan with a treasured saber. Wen Ruohan was happy for a few days, and asked the guest next to him, what do you think of my knife
He has always been moody, and when he says he turns his face, he turns his face, and others will naturally flatter him and praise this sword as unparalleled. However, one of the guest ministers did not know if he had a quarrel with the old Sect Master Nie, or if he wanted to give a different answer to gain attention, saying, your knife is naturally unparalleled, but I'm afraid Some people think otherwise.
Wen Ruohan became unhappy and asked who it was. That guest Qing said, of course he was the head of the Qinghe Nie Sect. His family was famous for sword repair in the past dynasties. It is extremely arrogant, no matter how good your knife is, he will definitely not admit it, and even if he admits it with his mouth, he will definitely not admit it in his heart.
Wen Ruohan laughed after hearing this, saying that if there is such a thing, I want to see it. So he immediately called the old Sect Master Nie from Qinghe, took his knife, looked at it for a while, and finally said: Well, it really is a good knife. After a few slaps on his knife, he let him go back.
There was nothing unusual at the time, and the old Sect Master Nie didn't know what to do, and was only displeased by the lingering attitude of being called upon. Who would have thought that a few days after returning home, during a night hunting, his saber suddenly broke into several pieces when he slashed a monster beast. Then, he was seriously injured by the horns of the monster that rushed up.
And Nie MingJue, who was hunting at night with his father, saw this scene with his own eyes.
After the old Sect Master Nie was rescued, he couldn't take his breath, and his injuries couldn't heal. He was ill for half a year and finally passed away. I don't know if he died of anger or died of illness. This is the reason why Nie Mingjue and the entire Qinghe Nie Sect hate Qishan Wen Sect very much.
But now, right in front of Wen Ruohan, Meng Yao was holding his knife and reiterated his father's hatred of killing people with a knife. It was extremely vicious!
Nie MingJue slapped Meng Yao backward and spit out a mouthful of blood. Seeing this, the figure on the jade seat moved slightly forward, as if about to move, Meng Yao immediately got up, rushed over and kicked Nie Mingjue on the chest. Nie MingJue took a lot of energy to hit the slap just now. He was kicked and fell to the ground heavily, and the blood that had been held in his chest for a long time was finally uncontrollable. And Wei Wuxian was stunned.
There were so many versions of the rumors, he never imagined that there was even a wonderful detail of Lianfangzun kicking Chifengzun!
Meng Yao firmly stepped on Nie Mingjue's chest and shouted, "You dare to go wild in front of Sect Master Wen!" As he stabbed with a sword, Nie Mingjue slapped a palm, and the long sword in Meng Yao's hand was cut into pieces by him. Meng Yao was also knocked down by this palm. Nie MingJue was about to cover his heavenly spirit with the second palm, but his body was suddenly pulled in another direction by an abnormal suction force.
That direction is the jade seat of Wen Ruohan. Nie MingJue hurriedly dragged a bloodstain that was three feet long on the jade pavement, and continued to drag.
Nie MingJue reached out and grabbed a kneeling Wen family disciple and threw it in the direction of the jade seat. With a "bang", the red blood plasma exploded in the air, as if a watermelon was blown up, and the flesh of the melon splashed all over the ground. But this also bought time for Nie MingJue. His anger suddenly made him extremely powerful. Meng Yao said: "Sect Master beware!"
A voice laughed wildly: "It's okay!"
This is the voice of a young man, Wei Wuxian is not surprised, Wen Ruohan's cultivation base is extremely high, and his body is naturally at its peak. Nie MingJue's hand just grabbed the hilt of Ba Xia's sword and swung it out with a single blow, and all the dozens of Wen cultivators who came to surround him were cut in half!
On the pitch-black jade ground, mutilated corpses were scattered all over the place, and suddenly, Wei Wuxian's back shuddered.
Suddenly there was a figure behind him. Nie MingJue slashed horizontally, and his spiritual power smashed a long strip of ground to pieces. However, when the strike was empty, he was hit hard on the chest and slammed into the golden pillar in the hall, choking out a mouthful of blood, and blood again Flowing down from his forehead, his vision became more and more blurred and he noticed that someone was approaching, and he waved another knife.
Wei Wuxian and his five senses were connected, and while he was beaten to death, he was secretly shocked.
Wen Ruohan's strength is really overwhelming and terrifying!
Wei WuXian hadn't fought Nie MingJue head-to-head, so he didn't know how the two of them would win or lose, but according to his observation, Nie MingJue's cultivation level could be ranked in the top three among the people he saw. But even so, in front of Wen Ruohan, he still has no power to fight back! Moreover, even if he changed himself at this moment, he would not dare to say that he would be beaten by Wen Ruohan's men less than Nie Mingjue...
Wen Ruohan stepped on Nie Mingjue's chest, Wei Wuxian's eyes turned black, and the smell of blood rushed to his throat.
Meng Yao's voice gradually approached, and said, "My subordinates are incompetent, and I have to take care of the Sect Master."
Wen Ruohan smiled and said, "Trash."
Meng Yao also smiled. Wen Ruohan said, "Wen Xu killed him?"
Meng Yao said: "That's right. It's him. Sect Master, do you want to kill the enemy now, or drag it to the Earth Fire Palace? I personally suggest that it is better to drag it to the Earth Fire Palace."
The "Earth Fire Hall" was Wen Ruohan's playground, where he collected torture tools and used them to torture people. This meant that Meng Yao refused to give Nie Mingjue a happy death, and wanted to drag him to Wen Ruohan's execution ground, and use the torture tools he made to slowly concoct him to death.
Nie MingJue listened to the two people chatting and laughing, discussing how to deal with him, his heart was full of anger, and blood was surging in his chest. Wen Ruohan said, "What's the point of delaying a half-dead person?"
Meng Yao said: "You can't say that, because Sect Master Yi Nie is so strong and physique, maybe after two or three days of training, he will be majestic again?"
Wen Ruohan said, "You can do it."
Meng Yao said, "Yes."
However, when he said this "yes", an extremely thin cold light swept out.
Wen Ruohan suddenly lost his voice.
Warm drops of blood splashed onto Nie Mingjue's face. He seemed to have sensed something and tried his best to look up. However, after all, it was seriously injured, his head sank, and his eyes were closed.
After an unknown amount of time, Wei WuXian felt a ray of light in front of him, and Nie MingJue gradually opened his eyes.
As soon as he woke up, he found that he was being carried by Meng Yao's arm, half dragged and half on his back.
Meng Yao said, "Sect Master Nie?"
Nie MingJue said, "Wen Ruohan is dead?"
Meng Yao seemed to have slipped on the soles of her feet, and said in a trembling voice, "It should be... dead."
He was still holding something in his hand.
Nie MingJue said solemnly, "Give me the knife."
Wei Wuxian couldn't see the expression on Meng Yao's face, he could only hear a wry smile in his voice: "Sect Master Nie, at this time, don't even think about slashing me with a knife..."
Nie MingJue was silent for a moment, then he gathered up his strength and grabbed it with his hands. Although Meng Yao was very alert, she tried her best to fight ten times, but she couldn't hold it. She hurriedly jumped away and said, "Sect Master Nie, you are still injured."
With the long knife in hand, Nie MingJue said coldly, "You killed them."
Those cultivators who were captured along with Nie MingJue.
Meng Yao said, "Sect Master Nie, you should know that the situation just now... I can't help it."
Nie MingJue hated this kind of excuses the most, his heart aroused, he slashed with a knife, and said angrily, "What is no way? It's up to you to do it or not, and it's up to you to kill it or not!"
Meng Yao stepped aside and defended: "Does it really depend on me? Sect Master Nie, if you and I are in different places..."
Nie MingJue had anticipated what he wanted to say, and interrupted, "No!"
Meng Yao also seemed to be exhausted, and kept hiding, unable to cope, almost tripped on the soles of her feet, showing a bit of embarrassment, took a few breaths, and suddenly, like an explosion, she said loudly: "Chifengzun!!! I don't understand, I don't kill them, it's you who is corpse on the spot!!!"
This sentence is actually equivalent to "I am your savior, you can't kill me or you will be unethical", but Jin Guangyao is worthy of being Jin Guangyao, the same meaning in another way, there is a kind of implicit grievance and reserved grief. Sure enough, Nie MingJue's movements were stagnant for a while, the blue veins on his forehead burst out, and he stood stiffly for a while. He clenched the handle of the knife and shouted, "That's good! If I hack you to death, I will kill myself!"
After Meng Yao shouted the sound just now, she immediately shrank. Seeing Ba Xia slashing at him, she was so frightened that she ran away. The two slashed one by one and fled, both covered in blood and stumbled. Wei Wuxian was in this funny shape, slashing the future Immortal Governor in his hand, and half-heartedly laughing in his heart, thinking that if Nie MingJue was seriously injured, he would have been hacked to death long ago. Amidst the turmoil, a stunned voice suddenly said, "Brother Ming Jue!"
Dressed in clear white clothes, he flashed out of the forest. When Meng Yao saw someone coming, it was as if he had seen a god, and he rolled and ran behind him: "Jun Zewu!!! Jun Zewu!!!"
Nie MingJue was furious in his heart. He didn't even bother to ask why Lan XiChen appeared here. He shouted, "XiChen get out of the way!"
When the tyrant came down, Shuo Yue had no choice but to pull out of the sheath. Lan XiChen stopped him half-supporting and half-blocking him, and said, "Brother Ming Jue, calm down! Why is this so?"
Nie MingJue said, "Why didn't you ask him what he did?!"
Lan XiChen looked back at Meng Yao, Meng Yao was terrified, and seemed to be afraid to speak. Nie MingJue said, "When I escaped from Langxie, why didn't I find it after digging three feet into the ground! It turned out to be a minion of a warm dog, helping Zhou in the Evernight City!"
Lan XiChen said, "Brother Ming Jue."
He seldom interrupted other people's speech, Nie MingJue was slightly startled, Lan XiChen said again, "Do you know who was the one who gave you the Qishan Wen Sect's formation map a few times before?"
Nie MingJue said, "You."
Lan XiChen said: "I'm just teleporting. Do you know who the source of the information has been?"
In this situation, the meaning in his words couldn't be more obvious. Nie MingJue looked at Meng Yao who was bowing his head behind him, his brows twitched, obviously unbelievable.
Lan XiChen said: "Don't doubt, I also received news from him today, so I will respond here. Otherwise, why would I happen to be here?"
Nie MingJue was speechless.
Lan XiChen added: "After the Langxie incident, Ayao felt remorse in her heart and didn't dare to teach you how to meet him, so she had to find a way to sneak into the Qishan Wen Sect, get close to Wen Ruohan, and then secretly send me a letter. At first I didn't know it. The identity of the messenger was discovered by chance and recognized him." He turned to Meng Yao, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you tell Brother Mingjue about this?"
"..." Meng Yao covered the wound on her arm and smiled bitterly: "Lord Zewu, you have seen it too. Even if I just said it, Sect Master Nie wouldn't believe it."
Nie MingJue remained silent. Baxia and Shuoyue were still at a stalemate. Meng Yao glanced at the intersecting edge of swords and swords, and his eyes were full of fear. After a while, he still stood up and knelt down facing Nie Mingjue.
Lan XiChen said, "Meng Yao?"
Meng Yao said in a low voice, "Sect Master Nie, who was in the Yanyang Palace just now, although I was trying to deceive Wen Ruohan's trust and prevent him from finding out, but I hurt you, and I did not speak rudely. I knew that Old Sect Master Nie was hurting your heart, but I deliberately poked it. Your scar... Although it is a last resort, I am really sorry."
Nie MingJue said, "It's not me that you should kneel on, it's those cultivators you killed yourself."
Meng Yao said: "Wen Ruohan has a cruel temperament. If he is a little bit rebellious on weekdays, he will look like crazy. Since I am going to pretend to be his cronies and others insult him, how can I just sit back and ignore it? So... "
Nie MingJue said: "Very good, it seems that you have done these things in the past."
Meng Yao sighed and said, "I'm in Qishan."
Lan XiChen did not retreat, and sighed: "Brother Ming Jue, he is lurking in Qishan, sometimes doing some things... It is inevitable. When he does some things, his heart is also... "
Wei WuXian shook his head inwardly, "Zewu-Jun is still... too pure and kind." But thinking about it again, he was able to take precautions because he knew about Jin GuangYao's various suspicions, but Meng Yao in front of Lan XiChen was a An undercover who endures humiliation, cannot help himself, and is alone in danger, the two have different perspectives, how can their feelings be compared
After a long while, Nie MingJue still raised the knife sharply, Lan XiChen said, "Brother MingJue!"
Meng Yao closed her eyes, Lan XiChen also clenched Shuo Yue and said, "Offend..."
Before he finished speaking, the silver light of the blade slashed down fiercely, hitting a stubborn stone beside him.
Meng Yao's shoulders shrank from the shock of the golden stone cracking. She turned her head to see that the boulder was split in half from head to toe.
After all, this knife can't cut it. Tyrant returned to the sheath, Nie MingJue turned and walked away without turning his head.
At this point, Wen Ruohan died, and although the Qishan Wen sect had a remnant, it was no longer a climate, and its defeat was set.
And Meng Yao, a dead man who had been lurking in the City of Evernight for several years, became famous in the first battle.
Wei Wuxian also once wondered, since Meng Yao betrayed the Qinghe Nie Sect, the relationship between Nie Mingjue and him has not been as good as before, so why did they swoop in? According to his observation, except Lan XiChen had always hoped that the two of them would be rehabilitated, and offered to propose, the most important thing was probably to read this life-saving grace and to accept this letter of communication. After all, in his past battles, he had used the information from Meng Yao through Lan Xichen. He still felt that Jin Guangyao was a rare talent, and he had the will to lead him back to the right path. And Jin Guangyao was no longer his subordinate. After sworn in, he had the status and position to supervise him, just like supervising his younger brother Nie Huaisang.
After the Sun Shooting Trial is over. The Lanling Jin Sect held a flower banquet for several days, and invited countless monks and countless families to the banquet, and the whole world celebrated.
On the Jinlin Terrace, people came and went, and in front of Nie Mingjue's broad field of vision, the crowd kept dividing, and both sides bowed their heads to greet him, and said Chi Fengzun. Wei WuXian thought, "This stage is going to fly. These people are both afraid and respectful of Nie MingJue. There are many people who are afraid of me, but not many people respect me."
Jin Guangyao was standing beside the Xumi seat. After marrying Nie Mingjue and Lan Xichen, and recognizing his ancestors and returning to the clan, at this time, Mingzhi cinnabar had been lit between his eyebrows, and he was wearing a white gold-trimmed Venus Xuelang robe and a black hat. Very bright. Smart and unchanging, but calm, far from comparable to before.
Beside him, Wei Wuxian even saw a familiar figure.
Xue Yang.
At this time, Xue Yang was very young. Although his face was still childish, he was already very tall. He was also wearing a Venus Xuelang robe, standing next to Jin Guangyao, like a spring breeze blowing a willow, a young boy. They seemed to be talking about something interesting. Jin Guangyao smiled, made a gesture, and the two exchanged glances. Xue Yang laughed out loud, and casually glanced at the monks walking around with a look of contempt in his eyes. As if these were walking garbage. When he saw Nie MingJue, he had no intention of being afraid of others, but instead showed his teeth towards him. Jin Guangyao noticed that Nie Mingjue's face was not good, so he quickly suppressed his smile and whispered to Xue Yang, Xue Yang waved his hand and walked to the other side.
Jin Guangyao walked over and said respectfully, "Big Brother."
Nie MingJue asked, "Who is that person?"
After hesitating for a moment, Jin Guangyao answered cautiously, "Xue Yang."
Nie MingJue frowned, "Xue Yang from Kuizhou?"
Jin GuangYao nodded. Xue Yang was notorious when he was young, and Wei Wuxian could clearly feel that Nie Mingjue's brows were even tighter. He said, "What are you doing with this kind of person?"
Jin Guangyao said, "The Lanling Jin Sect recruited him."
He didn't dare to argue too much, and hurriedly fled to the other side under the pretext of receiving guests. Nie MingJue shook his head and turned around. As soon as he turned around, Wei Wuxian's eyes lit up, and he felt like frost and snow were falling, and the whole room was full of moonlight. Lan XiChen and Lan WangJi walked side by side and came up.
Lan's two jades stand together, one wears the xiao, the other holds the qin; the other is gentle and the other is deserted. But the general appearance is beautiful and graceful. It really is one color, two styles. No wonder it has attracted the attention of others and amazed.
At this time, Lan WangJi's outline was still a little green, but he still had that cold expression of refusing people thousands of miles away. Wei Wuxian's eyes were glued to his face all of a sudden, and he couldn't take it away no matter what. Whether he heard it or not, Wei Wuxian shouted happily, "Lan Zhan! I miss you! Hahahahahaha!"
Suddenly, a voice said, "Sect Master Nie, Sect Master Lan."
Hearing this familiar voice, Wei Wuxian's heart skipped a beat. Nie MingJue turned to look again, Jiang Cheng was dressed in purple and came with his sword in hand.
And the person standing beside Jiang Cheng was Wei Wuxian himself.
He saw himself, dressed in black, standing with his hands behind his back, with a pitch-black flute stuck at his waist, with bright red tassels hanging down. Without a sword, he stood side by side with Jiang Cheng, nodding to this side, his posture was a little arrogant, and he looked very inscrutable and contemptuous of all beings. Wei Wuxian saw his youthful posture, his teeth were sore for a while, he felt that he was really pretending, and could not wait to rush up and beat him.
Lan Wangji also saw Wei Wuxian standing beside Jiang Cheng, his brows twitched, his light-colored eyes turned back shortly after, looking straight ahead, still looking very dignified. Jiang Cheng and Nie Mingjue looked at each other and nodded with a stern face. They didn't have any extra words to say. Wei Wuxian saw the black-clothed self, glanced left and right, and glanced at Lan Wangji here, as if he was about to speak, Jiang Cheng had walked over and stood beside him. The two bowed their heads and said a word each with a serious face, Wei Wuxian laughed out loud, walked side by side with Jiang Cheng, and walked to the other side. Pedestrians around them also automatically gave up a large open space for them.
Wei Wuxian thought about it carefully, what did they say? Originally, he couldn't remember, but from Nie MingJue's line of sight, he saw their mouth shape, and then he remembered. At that time, what he said was: "Jiang Cheng, Chi Fengzun is much taller than you, haha."
Jiang Cheng said, "Go away. You want to die."
Nie MingJue turned his gaze back and said, "Why doesn't Wei Ying wear a sword?"
Just like a sword. Lan Wangji said in a low voice, "I guess I forgot."
Nie MingJue raised his eyebrows and said, "Can you forget this too?"
Lan Wangji said, "It's not unusual."
Wei WuXian thought to himself, "Okay, I got caught by speaking ill of me behind my back."
Lan XiChen said with a smile: "This young master Wei said that he doesn't care about the red tape, let alone not wearing a sword. Even if he doesn't wear clothes, what can others do to him? He's really young."
It was indescribable to hear his arrogant remarks coming out of someone else's mouth, Wei Wuxian felt a little humiliated and helpless. At this time, Lan WangJi could only be heard whispering from the side, "Flirt."
He spoke very lightly, as if speaking to himself alone. These two words struck Wei Wuxian's ear, and his heartbeat was inexplicably missed two beats.
Lan XiChen looked at him and said, "Hey. Why are you still here?"
Lan WangJi was slightly puzzled, and said solemnly, "Brother is here, so of course I'm here too."
Lan XiChen said, "Why haven't you gone over to talk to him? They are going far away."
Wei Wuxian was very strange: "What is Zewu-Jun saying about this? Does Lan Zhan have something to say to me at this time?"
Before he could see how Lan WangJi reacted, suddenly, there was a noise from the other end of the Xumi Tower. Wei Wuxian heard his anger coming from there: "Jin Zixuan! Don't forget what you said and did, what does it mean now?!"
Wei Wuxian remembered. It was this time!
At the other end, Jin Zixuan also said angrily, "I was asking Sect Master Jiang, but I didn't ask you! The person I asked was also Miss Jiang, what does it have to do with you!"
Wei WuXian said, "That's right! What does my senior sister have to do with you? Who had the eyes on the top of the head back then?"
Jin Zixuan said: "Sect Master Jiang—this is my family's flower banquet, and this is your family! You don't care!"
Lan XiChen said, "Why are you arguing again?"
Lan Wangji's eyes turned to that side, but his footsteps stuck to the ground. After a while, as if he had made up his mind, he stepped forward and was about to walk over when Jiang Cheng's voice came over, "Wei Wuxian, please shut up. Mr. Jin, I'm sorry. My sister is very good, thank you for your concern. We can talk about this next time."
Wei WuXian sneered, "Next time? No next time! I don't need him to worry about it! Who is he?"
After he finished speaking, he turned and walked away, Jiang Cheng shouted, "Come back! Where are you going?"
Wei WuXian waved his hand and said, "It's fine anywhere! Just don't let me see his face. I didn't want to come here in the first place, so you can handle it yourself."
Jiang Cheng was left behind by him, and his face gradually became cloudy. Jin Guangyao was always busy in the field, laughing when he saw people, and doing things when he saw it. When he saw trouble here, he appeared again, and said, "Young Master Wei, stay here!"
Wei Wuxian walked fast with his hands behind his back. His face was somber, and no one paid attention. Lan Wangji took a step towards him, and before he could speak, the two passed by.
Jin Guangyao couldn't catch up with Wei Wuxian, so he stumbled and said, "Hey, people are gone, Sect Master Jiang, how... how can this be?"
Jiang Cheng brushed away the dark cloud on his face and said, "Don't pay attention to him. He's used to being wild at home, so he doesn't understand the rules." Then he started a conversation with Jin Zixuan.
Looking at the two of them, Wei WuXian sighed in his heart. Fortunately, Nie MingJue wasn't interested in this situation, so he quickly looked away and couldn't see them anymore.
The Immortal Mansion of the Nie Clan in Qinghe is an unclean world.
Nie MingJue was sitting on the mat with a Yaoqin in front of Lan XiChen. Touching the strings and pressing the qin, Jin Guangyao smiled and said, "Okay, I've heard the second brother's qin, and I'll smash mine when I go back."
Lan XiChen said: "The third brother's qin is also very good outside of Suzhou. But what did your mother teach?"
Jin Guangyao said, "No. I watched and learned it myself. She never taught me this, she only taught me to read and write, and bought some expensive swordsmanship and mental techniques for me to practice."
Lan XiChen was astonished: "Swordsmanship Heart Technique?"
Jin Guangyao said, "Second brother, haven't you seen it before? The kind of booklet sold by the people. They draw some messy portraits, and then write a bunch of words that make a fool of themselves." Lan Xichen smiled and shook his head, and Jin Guangyao followed. He shook his head: "It's all deceitful. It's a woman and ignorant child who deceived my mother. It won't hurt if you practice, but it won't be beneficial at all."
He sighed: "But how did my mother know this, she saw that she bought it no matter how expensive it was, and said that when she went back to see her father in the future, she must go to see him with all her power and not fall behind others. All the money is spent on this. already."
Lan XiChen plucked the strings twice and said, "You can learn this by just looking at it. You are very talented. If you get the guidance of a famous teacher, you will be a thousand miles a day."
Jin Guangyao smiled and said, "The famous teacher is right in front of me, so I don't dare to bother."
Lan XiChen said, "Why don't you dare? Please take a seat, Young Master."
Jin Guangyao sat upright opposite him, humbly listening to the lecture: "What does Mr. Lan want to teach?"
Lan XiChen said, "How about Qing Xinyin?"
Jin Guangyao's eyes lit up, but before he could speak, Nie MingJue raised his head and said, "Second brother, Qing Xinyin is one of your Gusu Lan's unique skills, don't let it leak out."
Lan XiChen didn't take it seriously, he smiled and said, "The sound of clearing the heart is different from the sound of breaking the barrier. The effect is to clear the mind and calm the mind. Why can't such healing techniques be kept secret? Besides, how can I teach it to the third brother, how can it be considered a leak? ?"
Since he knew it, Nie MingJue didn't say more.
One day, when he returned to the impure world, as soon as he entered the hall, he saw a dozen gold-painted folding fans lined up in front of Nie Huaisang. He was lovingly stroking them and comparing the inscriptions on each fan. Nie MingJue's forehead burst into blue veins, and he said, "Nie Huaisang!"
Nie Huaisang immediately knelt down.
I was so frightened that I knelt down. After kneeling, I got up tremblingly and said, "Big brother."
Nie MingJue asked, "Where's your knife?"
Nie Huaisang murmured, "In... in the room. No, in the school grounds. No, I... think about..."
Wei WuXian could feel that Nie MingJue slashed his heart with a single knife: "I carry a dozen fans with me, but I don't know where my personal saber is?!"
Nie Huaisang hurriedly said, "I'll go look for it!"
Nie MingJue said, "No need! You won't be able to practice anything. Burn all these things to me!"
Nie Huaisang was shocked, and hurriedly threw the fan into his arms, and said, "No, big brother! These are all given to me!"
Nie MingJue cracked a table with one palm and said, "Whoever sent it, tell him to get out of here!"
One person said: "I sent it."
Jin Guangyao stepped in from outside the lobby, and Nie Huaisang was overjoyed when he saw the savior, "Third brother, you are here!"
In fact, it wasn't that Jin Guangyao could stop Nie Mingjue from getting mad, but when Jin Guangyao came, Nie Mingjue usually only got mad at him, so he wouldn't bother to scold others, so he was Nie Huaisang. The savior is no exaggeration. Nie Huaisang was overjoyed, while calling out to third brother hello, he hurriedly hugged a table of fans into his arms. Seeing his younger brother's appearance, Nie MingJue was too angry, but he felt amused, and said to Jin Guangyao, "Don't give him those messy things!"
Nie Huaisang was in a hurry and dropped two fans on the ground. Jin Guangyao helped him pick them up, put them in his arms, and said, "Huaisang likes elegance, is addicted to painting and calligraphy, and doesn't have those stubborn and bad habits, how can it be called a mess?"
Nie Huaisang nodded again and again, "Yes, third brother is right!"
Nie MingJue said, "You don't need those things to be the head of the family."
Nie Huaisang said, "I don't want to be the head of the family. Big brother, just do it. I won't do it!" The elder brother glanced at him, and he immediately shut up. Nie MingJue turned to Jin GuangYao and said, "What are you doing here?"
Jin Guangyao said, "Second brother said he gave you a piano."
That qin was a gift that Lan Xichen brought to Nie Mingju when he played Qingxin to help him calm down. Jin Guangyao added: "Recently, Gusu Lan's reconstruction of Yunshen is at a critical juncture. The eldest brother does not let him come, and the second brother will teach me Qingxinyin. If you think about it, even if you can't compare to the second brother's excellent piano skills, you can still Help big brother a little bit and calm down one or two."
Nie MingJue said, "Just do your own thing."
But Nie Huaisang was very interested and said, "Third brother, what song? Can I listen to it? Let me tell you, the out-of-print one you found for me last time..."
Nie MingJue shouted, "Go back to your room!"
Nie Huaisang hurriedly rolled with his tail tucked, but he definitely didn't go back into the room, but went to the living room to get the gift that Jin Guangyao brought him. He interrupted a few times, and the anger in Nie MingJue's heart had almost subsided. He looked back at Jin Guangyao, his face was slightly tired, and he was wearing a Venus Snow Wave robe with a hint of dust. He should have come from Jinlintai. After a pause, he said : "Sit down."
Jin Guangyao nodded slightly, sat down according to the words, and said, "Since the eldest brother is concerned about Huaisang, it is good to be a little calm and admonish, why is this?"
Nie MingJue said, "Put a knife on his neck and force him to do this. It seems that killing him will not be effective."
Jin Guangyao said, "Huai Sang is not a success, and his ambition is not there."
Nie MingJue said, "You know exactly where his ambitions are."
Jin Guangyao smiled and said, "That's natural, am I the best at it? The only thing I can't figure out is my eldest brother."
Knowing people's likes and dislikes, prescribe the right medicine, it is best to do things with less effort. Therefore, Jin Guangyao can be described as a good player in trying to figure out people's hobbies. Only Nie Mingjue, Jin Guangyao could not come up with any useful information. Wei Wuxian had already seen Meng Yao when he was working under Nie Mingjue. Women are as untouched as wine and wealth. In his eyes, calligraphy and painting antiques are just a pile of ink and cement. There is no difference in drinking it. Meng Yao has exhausted his mind and has not tried to find out what special hobbies he has other than practicing knives and killing warm dogs every day. Listening to his self-deprecating words, Nie MingJue became less disgusted and said, "Don't encourage his virtue."
Jin Guangyao smiled slightly and asked again, "Big brother, where is the second brother's piano?"
Nie MingJue showed him the direction.
After that, Jin Guangyao would rush from Lanling to Qinghe every few days to help Nie Mingjue break through and cleanse his heart. He did his best and never complained. The Qingxin Song was indeed mysterious and effective, and Wei Wuxian could clearly feel that the hostility in Nie Mingjue's chest was suppressed. And when playing the piano, the dialogue and getting along between the two have become somewhat peaceful in the past. He began to think that maybe the so-called rebuilding of Yunshen was just an excuse. Maybe Lan XiChen just wanted to give Nie MingJue and Jin GuangYao a chance to ease their relationship.
However, just as he thought so, the next moment, a more manic anger rose up.
Nie MingJue threw away the two disciples who did not dare to step forward to stop them, and went straight into the Garden of Blossoms. Lan XiChen and Jin Guangyao were discussing something solemnly in the study. There were several blueprints on the desk in front of them, with various markings on them. Seeing him break in, Lan XiChen was slightly startled, and said, "Big brother?"
Nie MingJue said, "Don't move." Then he said to Jin Guangyao in a cold voice, "Come out."
Jin Guangyao glanced at him, then at Lan Xichen, and said with a smile, "Second brother, please help me with this. I'll go talk to my eldest brother about some personal matters first, and I'll ask you to explain it later."
Lan XiChen looked worried, but Jin GuangYao stopped him and followed Nie MingJue out of the Garden of Blossoms. As soon as the two of them reached the edge of Jinlintai, Nie MingJue slashed towards it.
Several disciples on the side were startled, Jin Guangyao dodged lightly and nimbly to avoid the slap, signalling them not to act rashly, and said to Nie MingJue, "Brother, why do you have to do this, you have something to say."
Nie MingJue said, "Where's Xue Yang?"
Jin Guangyao said, "He has been imprisoned in a dungeon and will not be released for life..."
Nie MingJue said, "What did you say in front of me back then?"
Jin Guangyao was silent. Nie MingJue said, "I want him to pay his debts with blood, but you give him a lifelong commitment?"
Jin Guangyao said cautiously, "As long as he is punished and can't commit it again, there is no such thing as lifelong forgiveness or blood debt..."
Nie MingJue said, "The hospitality minister you recommended has done a good job! You still dare to protect him now!"
Jin Guangyao defended: "I didn't protect him. I was also shocked by the Yueyang Chang family incident. How could I have expected that Xue Yang would kill more than fifty members of his family? But my father must keep this person..."
Nie MingJue said, "Shocked? Who recruited him? Who recommended him? Who reused him? Stop using your father as a pretense. Don't you know what Xue Yang is doing?!"
Jin Guangyao sighed and said, "Big brother, it's really my father's order. I can't refuse. You want me to deal with Xue Yang now, how do you want me to explain to him?"
Nie MingJue said, "No need to talk nonsense, bring Xue Yang to meet you."
Jin Guangyao still wanted to talk, but Nie MingJue had lost his patience and said, "Meng Yao, don't play tricks in front of me, all your tricks will no longer work!"
For a moment, Jin Guangyao's face showed a bit of embarrassment, as if a person with a hidden illness had been exposed in full view, with nowhere to hide, no place to be ashamed.
He said: "What's my way? What's my way? Big brother, you always scold me for being scheming. Conspiracy. Well, you have a noble birth and a high cultivation base. But what about me? Am I the same as you? Are you standing firmly in the Lanling Jin Clan now? Do you think that Jin Zixuan will rise up after he dies? Jin Guangshan would rather bring back another illegitimate child than let me succeed him! Do you want me to be fearless? I I am afraid of the sky and the earth, but also of people! It’s true that I don’t have a backache when I stand and talk, and the hungry don’t know if the hungry are hungry.”
Nie MingJue said coldly: "In the end, what you mean is nothing more than saying that you don't want to kill Xue Yang, and you don't want your position in the Lanling Jin Sect to be shaken."
Jin GuangYao said, "Of course I don't want to!"
He raised his head, and there was an unidentified flame in his eyes, and said, "But eldest brother, I have always wanted to ask you one thing: the lives of your men are only more than mine, not less than mine, why I was only forced to The situation killed a few cultivators, and you have been turning over the old accounts until now?"
Nie Mingjue laughed in anger, and said, "Okay! I'll answer you. I have countless dead souls under my sword, but I never kill for my own selfish desires, and I will never kill for the sake of climbing!"
Jin Guangyao said, "Brother, I understand what you mean. Do you want to say that all the people you killed were deserved?"
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