Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 533: Thunder Valley
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"You have been guarding the shop all day long and have seen a lot of people coming and going. It's okay for you to forget me as a passerby, but I remember you..."
Lin Yi put his hands on his hands and ignored the other party's surprise, and continued: "That year, when I was going to Danyang Mountain, I passed through Danyang Town and took a rest at a steamed bun shop. At that time, the shopkeepers of that steamed bun shop were an old couple. , the buns are stuffed with mountain rhinoceros meat..."
Shopkeeper Feng fell into deep thought and seemed a little confused. Lin Yi glanced at him and then said: "The ancestor of the old shopkeeper was a monk of the Zhengyang Sect. When it was this generation's turn, he thought he could only be a mortal. Unexpectedly, his precious son became a monk again. The old couple were old but in good health and still couldn't take time off, so they opened a steamed stuffed bun shop in Danyang Town and made stuffed buns with rare items such as mountain rhino sent by their son. The steamed buns are delicious, and they have gradually become famous. Occasionally, monks will come to make toothpastes... I even met a master in that shop and gave him a jar of wine. Do you know who that person is? …?
Shopkeeper Feng's mouth was half-opened and his eyes widened. He pointed at Lin Yi and said in surprise: "I remembered that many years ago, an old man and a young man visited my shop, but you..."
"But why do I want to cause trouble for you?" Lin Yi asked lightly, then said to himself: "That master is Yuanying master Le Chengzi of Xuantianmen. Haha, I didn't expect it either! However, it is even more surprising. It’s unbelievable that more than eighty years have passed, and the bun shop and shopkeeper are still the same. I couldn’t help but stop and think about it..."
After a pause, Lin Yi stared at Shopkeeper Feng with bright eyes and said, "It turns out that you are a monk with a cultivation level in the middle stage of foundation building..."
His expression kept changing. Shopkeeper Feng opened his mouth, but he couldn't argue.
"Haha! A Nascent Soul monk ran to eat steamed buns, who would believe it!" Lin Yi laughed at himself, and then said to himself: "Sometimes, what you see with your own eyes may not be true!"
Lin Yi's emotion was not without purpose. Who would have thought that when he accidentally visited Danyang Town, he would find things that he wouldn't care about! When I passed by that bun shop again, I couldn't help but be surprised by what I saw with my own eyes! You know, more than eighty years ago, he met Le Chengzi here and exchanged a jar of wine for the mustard seed formation in the amethyst gourd.
Therefore, when Lin Yi saw that steamed bun shop for the first time, he thought of the past event many years ago. To his surprise, the mountain rhinoceros buns were gone, and the old woman was gone, but the old shopkeeper was still the same as before. How could an ordinary person live such a long life? After paying a little attention, it is not difficult to discover the identity of the other party. He is actually a monk who hides his cultivation!
When he first came to Danyang Town, Lin Yiyi had Qi training skills and could not notice anything strange about Shopkeeper Feng. And how could all this be hidden from that lucky child! That is a master of Nascent Soul, a senior with superhuman intelligence!
When he visited this shop again and noticed something strange, Lin Yi hinted at it several times intentionally or unintentionally, but it did not attract the attention of shopkeeper Feng. He had questions in his mind, but he couldn't ask them openly, so he went to wait outside the town. Unsurprisingly, some unknown things will always reveal their true colors in the darkness.
"That's interesting! You, a monk, have been selling steamed buns for nearly a hundred years, so you are not afraid of being discovered by your neighbors? Tell your true origin, and maybe I will spare your life!"
The words were spoken easily, but there was a chill in Lin Yi's expression. Seeing the other party's hesitation, he snorted and said, "If you practice the Black Mountain Sect's techniques, do you think you can stand and listen to me?"
The two men were practicing the Black Mountain Sect technique. Is this the reason for their brutal deaths? Looking at the bloody corpse on the ground, Shopkeeper Feng was frightened and said, "Senior, could it be that he has a grudge against the Black Mountain Sect...?" Before he could finish his sentence, he knew he was presumptuous, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Seeing Lin Yi frowning, Shopkeeper Feng hurriedly raised his hands and said, "Feng Lei, I was once the foundation-building elder of the Lei Ming Gu Feng family. The changes in the family a hundred years ago were all due to the Black Mountain Sect..."
Shopkeeper Feng is called Lei Ming, and he is a foundation-building monk from Lei Ming Gu Feng's family in Chuqi County. A hundred years ago, the family was wiped out by the Black Mountain Sect, leaving only a few old, weak, sick and disabled people.
In order to preserve the bloodline of Thunder Valley and the Feng family, Feng Lei was forced to take several tribesmen and become vassals of the Black Mountain Sect. The price he paid for this was that while hiding the hatred of genocide, he also had to lurk in Danyang Town to become the eyes and ears, and let his son join the Zhengyang Sect.
I think back then, after the Black Mountain Sect conquered the Feng family, they sent their disciples to control the Thunder Valley, making Feng Lei the owner of the valley exist in name only. At that time, he only had the cultivation level of the early stage of foundation building. Since he was under the control of others, he had no choice but to sell buns in Danyang Town.
"The great change in Danyang Mountain brought disaster to my son. When he retreated to Ziwei Valley with his family, he was killed by the Black Mountain Sect. I wanted to save the bloodline for the Feng family, but I still couldn't do it!" He revealed what has been on his mind for many years. , Feng Lei suddenly became much older. No more panic. After sitting down on the stone bench, his eye circles turned red and he sighed feebly: "My poor son, as an insider, has never done a bad thing! Haha! Is this retribution... …”
With a sad smile, Feng Lei's face was filled with sadness. He took a breath and continued: "After that, all the immortal sects in the world were looking for the whereabouts of Lin Yi. Then the founder of Xuantian sect returned to the mountain, and the Black Mountain Sect was completely defeated. In the chaos, no one cared about a humble person like me. Human existence. And I have a blood oath, what else can I do except stay in Danyang Town?"
Speaking of this, Feng Lei pulled his beard and fell into pain. His curly beard seemed to be unable to straighten any longer, just like the unbearable sadness. This is not a monk, this is clearly an old man in the world, a tortured poor man, living in helplessness like years, but has to struggle to move forward, even if there is no way forward.
Blood oath! Another blood oath! How many people have the Black Mountain Sect killed? Lin Yi was silent for a while and asked: "Then why is the old woman with you gone? She is also a monk? Are you pretending to be a mortal, so you are not afraid of being discovered in Danyang Town?"
With a sigh, Feng Lei said: "That is my old wife, she is a mortal, she has been dead for many years! I have the family secret law, so it is not difficult to hide my cultivation, but... how did you see it? "Xuu saw that the other party was less malicious, and he gradually calmed down.
Under the phantom eyes, I am afraid that nothing can deceive my eyes. The so-called secret method of concealing one's cultivation level should be similar to the 'phantom spirit technique', which cannot be concealed from the consciousness of those with advanced cultivation level. Lin Yi shook his head and ignored it. Fengyi had no choice but to say: "Yes, it is difficult for the Jindan monks to see through my identity. But mortals' lifespan is limited, and if this continues, people will always be suspicious! And I am not allowed to leave Danyang Town, so I pretend to submit to the Immortal Sect. The elixir helps me live a long life. Everyone in the neighborhood knows that I have a son in the Zhengyang Sect..."
"What's your son's name?" When Lin Yi asked, the golden dragon sword that had been hanging above his head suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
Feng Lei's wrinkled face was full of helplessness and fatigue, as if he hadn't woken up from the memories of the past. Hearing Lin Yixiang's question, he raised his head in surprise and asked, "Are you from Zhengyang Sect?"
Lin Yi still stood expressionless, without saying a word. When Feng Lei thought of his situation, he couldn't help but sigh again and said: "My son is just a Qi practitioner with low cultivation level. Even if I tell him, I'm afraid my seniors won't know!"
"Is his name Fengli?" Lin Yi said softly, and looked at the troubled man in front of him quietly.
"You...how do you know my son's name?" Feng Lei was stunned. He stared, trying to see something on the other person's face, but found nothing.
Lin Yi shook his head secretly, and his expression slowly changed. He stretched out his hand and flicked away two wisps of fire. When the dead bodies on the ground turned into ashes, he sat on another stone bench in the cave, losing the overwhelming aura he had just now.
Fengli! Unexpectedly, you are actually an inner member of the Black Mountain Sect, but you end up dying in vain! Feng Lei on the side was surprised. Lin untied the purple gourd from his waist, raised his head and took a sip, sighing slightly.
When he was in Zhengyang Sect, the people who were familiar with Lin Yi were the several outer disciples who were on duty at the forging hall. I remember that Fengli was short and thin, not very talkative, and cautious. Instead of going to Maojialing together, encountering the pursuit of the Black Mountain Sect, and so on, we have developed some friendship with each other.
Fengli comes from a family of cultivators, but he keeps secrets about his past and never wants to tell others. But such a person was forced to become a member of the Black Mountain Sect due to his family's hatred, which is really pitiful.
Outside Ziwei Valley that year, Song Shou once told Lin Yi that Feng Li was dead. Now, of the four outer disciples who stayed together, only the real inner disciple and himself are left.
Fenglei came from a cultivating family, and he mentioned that his son died after joining the Zhengyang Sect. In this way, Lin Yicai suddenly remembered Fengli. However, the unintentional speculation came true, but it did not make people feel lucky!
Those who died left with regret; those who survived did not have an easy time.
"I am Lin Yi!" Lin Yi said as he smelled of wine, and raised the wine gourd again.
"Ah! You...you are Lin Yi!" Surprised, Feng Lei stood up slowly, bowed to the drinker, and said emotionally: "My son once mentioned that you and he are not only the same disciples, Brother, thank you very much for saving my life... Feng!"
"It doesn't have to be like this..." Lin Yi's expression became gentle. If everyone is gone, how can we save lives? He stretched out his hand to provide support and said: "Since you are being forced by others, and Fengli and I have the same friendship, we might as well start the conversation again..."
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There is a long, narrow and remote valley among the mountains in Chuqi County. At the valley mouth at both ends, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder. This place was known as the ‘Thunder Valley’ and was once the home of the Feng family who cultivated immortals.
After the changes in the Feng family, Thunder Valley has now become a fairy place where monks come and go. Perhaps in order to appease Feng Lei and his surviving clan members, the Black Mountain Sect gave him the title of Valley Master. However, the real masters here are a group of monks from the Black Mountain Sect.
The so-called Immortal Square is just a market where monks come and go! When Lin Yi first came to Daxia, he had seen it once and didn't pay much attention to it. Now that he was in it again, he realized something was different...
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