when the wind and cloud cry

Chapter 48
Not everyone can enter the Jiangshan Pavilion of Books and Swords, only those who are powerful are eligible to enter the exhibition collection.

Yuan Feili has neither fame nor status, so he can only hand over the shocking evil soldiers to the city guards, and come to pay homage to the pavilion in the name of his parents.

"The son of the sixteenth generation of the Palace Master of the Huanyue Dynasty, Yuan Feili came to pay homage to the pavilion!"

"My lord, wait a moment, the last general will go to notify the Lord of Jiangshan!" The soldier took the magic soldier, inspected it and went inside to report it.

It is said that the Shujian Jiangshan Pavilion has a total of 24 pavilions.

Each classic hall has a master, the four major Ziyi Taishi Ling, 24 Xiangyi Shaoshi Ling, and 48 Shi Ling.

In history, the emperor and the historian wanted to "profess themselves to be superior", "cover up the evil and promote the good", and the other wanted to "make the king's actions must be written". The two purposes and two standards are completely different, forming a sharp contradiction and contest between the two forces. .

The result of the contest is often that the power overwhelms the upright, and the butcher's knife is stronger than the pen.

And the purpose of setting up this book, Jianjiangshan Pavilion, is also to be an authoritative organization dedicated to recording the progress of human beings.

As Si Shengxuan said, from the top to the emperor, down to the traffickers and pawns, they have special personnel to write biographies of all influential people in the world, in order to record meritorious deeds, highlight good and avoid evil.

Of course, in order to demonstrate benevolence and righteousness, there are also Mingjun who specifically request Shujian Jiangshan Pavilion to send people to accompany him constantly, to write about the matter directly, without concealing its flaws.

So later, if a generation of sages did not have the historical order of Shujian Jiangshan Pavilion, it became one of the criteria for the world to judge whether they were sages or not.

For this reason, Shujian Jiangshan Pavilion also established 24 Xiangyishao Shiling and 48 Shiling.

These Shi Ling were young girls when they came out of the pavilion. Once they were sent to the king by Shujian Jiangshan Pavilion, they often had to accompany the king for a lifetime to complete the mission.

After waiting for a long time, Yuan Feili became a little impatient, and only then did he see a group of men and women with swords coming out.

The leading girl bowed her slender waist and took small steps, her eyes filled with hopeful spring water, she bowed her body and said: "Xiangyi Shaoshi Ling Jiang Rouran, I am ordered by the Lord to welcome Yuanfei Shaoxia!"

Yuan Feirui cupped his hands in return: "I'm only here to check the biography of my parents, I wonder if there is any record in your pavilion?"

Jiang Rouran handed over the Jingxie Divine Weapon and said with a smile: "Young hero, please come with me!"

In this way, Yuan Feili followed a group of people into the city, and came to a palace, which was filled with rows of bookshelves.

Jiang Rouran took out a scroll from it, ordered someone to unfold it, and a woman appeared in front of Yuan Feili.

This woman covered her face with a light veil, and her blue eyes were murderous. Although it was a painting, it was lifelike, and her demeanor and temperament were penetrating.

Surprisingly, it was his biological mother——Snow Demon.

It is recorded on the scroll that the snow demon has roamed the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, killing countless people with the help of Shura Yubing Jue and the soul-chasing streamer flute. The six generations of demon kings died together. Although they had a strong and arrogant personality, they destroyed themselves because of love.

The whole article is filled with blood and tears and filled with fiery passion, detailing the life story of "Snow Demon".

And the author of Xuemo's biography is Jiang Rouran, the Xiangyi Shiling in front of Yuan Feili.

Under Jiang Rouran's patient explanation, Yuan Feili spent a full two hours, as if she had experienced her mother's vigorous life. Although she acted cruelly and cruelly, she was so affectionate and infatuated that she finally sacrificed her life for benevolence.

Having such a mother is enough to make him proud.

As another scroll unfolded, a man in white with a sword in his hand also appeared in front of Yuan Feili.

It was unexpectedly his biological father, Yuanfei Qingtian.

But the record about Yuan Flying to the Blue Sky is blank, not a single word.

Jiang Rouran told Yuan Feili: "More than ten years ago, there was a rumor that the purple-clothed Taishi Ling specialized in collecting your father, and traveled all over the Western Regions of China, looking for insiders from various sects, but they were silenced for no reason. The master thought that the cause of your father's death was The involvement is extensive and involves many interests, and there are even rumors that your lord's death implies the whereabouts of the Fire Demon Orb, so he ordered not to publish it for a hundred years, so you see only portraits in this biography of heroes!"

Yuan Fei said bitterly: "So, my father's death is really inseparable from the Shenzhou martial arts, these hypocrites with hypocrisy!"

An extremely proud expression flashed between Jiang Rouran's eyebrows, and she walked through the rows of bookshelves with Zhuoran's figure, and said leisurely: "This contains the history of various countries and dynasties for thousands of years. Looking at the long river of history, there are some people who grasp Living in the opportunity of vicissitudes of life, heroic and heroic, full of pride, overturning the river and sea, fighting the world with a sword, showing the true qualities of a hero, achieving a hegemony, boasting of benevolence and morality, but through these waves of light and water, you will see that the book is full of With two words!"

She looked back and smiled, and said lightly: "Eat people!"

Yuan Feili's eyes locked on the woman strolling in the courtyard, and just two words expressed the indignation and injustice that had been smoldering in her chest for a long time.

He couldn't help feeling fond of her, and cupped his hands and said: "Miss Rouran has been admiring her for thousands of years, she is not vain, she does not conceal evil, the word "eating people" is deep and subtle, but she has reached the world's grand view, and her human nature makes me admire you!"

"Young hero is too famous!"

Jiang Rouran said lightly: "The truth of history is the cornerstone for human beings to rebuild the future. If there is no Jiangshan Pavilion of Shujian, the world will not distinguish between good and evil, right and wrong, and unclear merits and demerits!

Although the excavation of your father's deeds is inappropriate at the moment, Shujian Jiangshan Pavilion will definitely fill this gap. No matter ten years or a hundred years, this is our mission! "

After she finished speaking, she bowed her body, her eyes were dim, and she was actually determined and resolute.

ten years?

century?

Yuan Feili wanted to avenge her parents, how could she wait ten or a hundred years?
It seems that this truth can only be solved by himself.

When leaving Shujian Jiangshan Pavilion, Jiang Rouran presented him with a good horse, and Yuan Feili rode the fast horse to Longchengguan.

In the wind and snow, a figure in the wind loomed in front of him, as if waiting for him to approach.

Who will this person be?
From the figure, it seems to be a woman.

But no matter who she is, she is definitely not the princess that Yuan Feili let go before.

Because this woman has a sword in her hand.

That strong murderous aura makes people shudder even against the wind.

Yuan Feili didn't have the slightest timidity and fear, with his current cultivation and the blessing of the Shocking Evil Divine Soldier, the second-rank imperial warrior could still fight with all his might.

How many masters like Xia Gongsheng and Li Yunjing are there in this world?

Wouldn't it be a coincidence that you would run into it by yourself?
At that moment, he led his horse over and checked his eyes. It was a Jianghu woman who was blocking the way.

This woman's face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, her color is like the flowers of spring dawn, her temples are cut like knives, her eyebrows are like ink paintings, she is wearing a fox fur snow cloak that is pure white without variegated colors, and the golden bells tied around her waist are crisp and melodious, and she is as cold and beautiful as a fairy under the moon.

And the sword she held in her hand was lingering with purple energy, and the sword pointed at it was extremely evil.

This sword and its owner seemed familiar to Yuan Feili.

"The Divine Weapon Phoenix Dance?"

"It seems that you still have some knowledge, but it's a pity... the Evil Shocking Sword is entrusted to no one!"

The light in the woman's eyes was as bright as fire, and ordinary people would be immediately struck down by the murderous aura.

Yuan Feili recognized the divine soldier Huang Wu, and naturally knew the identity of this woman.

"My guess is correct. Senior sister is the princess of Yaoyue County of the Xuan Dynasty, the only daughter of the national teacher Zichen Zhengqin, the closed-door disciple of Fairy Jiuying of Yaochi Palace, Zichen Concubine Xuan who is known as the alluring sword in the Jianghu?"

"How?" Concubine Zichen raised her eyes to meet her, with a sneer on her lips.

Yuan Feili said that he was searching for the memories of the past, and remembered that he was on the way to participate in the Yujian test three years ago.

"Beasts and men are no different in my eyes, but since you are a slave, let me let you go..."

That's right!

It's that arrogant and domineering princess, who is now also a famous second-rank imperial guard!
Hey, where do friends never meet again!

(End of this chapter)