I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

Five years ago, the Shadowless Sword master fell, and the Shadowless Sword returned to its place by itself.

The five sword envoys gathered at the Shenjian Tomb on Wuying Peak, and Wuying Sword chose its own new master, and the third sword envoy was Qin's Chang'an.

Three years ago, the sword master Qin Changan fell, and the Shadowless Sword disappeared.

In Wanjianzhong, the true spirit of the sword master Qin Chang'an has not returned to his place, and everyone in the Zixiao Sword Sect says that Qin Chang'an's spirit and soul are gone.

Taishu Tianhua, the eldest disciple of Feng Feibai, head of the Zixiao Sword Sect, searched for three years, but he still couldn't find the whereabouts of the Wuying Sword, let alone any clues about Qin Changan's fall.

In front of the stone stele at the entrance of Xuanyou Cave, Feng Yuanjiu heard Qin Changan's disciple Mu Yang cry and finished speaking. When he was startled and angry, his first reaction was disbelief, and soon he became suspicious.

If it is said that the Wuying Divine Sword has its own spirit, and it is difficult to find it after it is lost, but Qin Changsheng's whereabouts can be traced. After three years of investigation, he has not been found to be Chou Yinmao, which is too unreasonable.

Feng Yuanjiu looked at Muyang's red eye circles and felt a little headache. He really didn't know what kind of evil Qin Chang'an was, to accept a burly little crying bag as his first apprentice.

But it has to be said that among the three disciples under Qin Changan's seat, the other two have already switched to other people, only this little crying bag refused to seek another new teacher.

Mu Yang burst into tears, "Now even Master's cave can't be kept anymore, I heard that Master Du's subordinate Yu Senior thinks the current cave is too small and wants to change to Master's cave. "

"Tomorrow, people from Gongbu Pavilion will come to forcibly erase the imprint of the primordial spirit that Master left on the formation spirit." Muyang choked and hiccupped, "Why is the cave now so small, shit! Tell me that the dog is bigger than It’s because of those geniuses, earth treasures, gods and secrets that Master left behind, that I came up with such a reason!”

Rough guy, little crying bag, don't refresh your cognition too much.

Feng Yuanjiu silently handed out a silk handkerchief: "Come with me to Master's Cave."

Mu Yang took the silk handkerchief and wiped it, but the tears fell even more fiercely: "It won't help if you go there, no one can enter Master's cave."

Feng Yuanjiu's spiritual sense swept across the group of deacon disciples with ears pricked up near the Xuanyou Cave, and said flatly: "Uncle Master treats me well, and I must go to the place where Uncle Master's breath remains to worship."

"What are you looking at! Have you ever seen someone cry?" Mu Yang yelled at the fellow who watched the excitement, twisted his big hand, twisted a wet handkerchief, and wiped his face again: "What brother said makes sense , please come with me."

Feng Yuanjiu raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows, and stepped on Muyang's flying sword.

It's only been 13 years, and Qin Chang'an's Dongfu hasn't changed much.

There are still small golden flowers hanging on the two lush osmanthus trees, and the refreshing fragrance lingers in the air for a long time.

On the stone table under the tree was a half jug of spirit wine, and wild fruits brought by wild monkeys in the mountains were piled up beside it to form a mountain.

Seeing those wild fruits, Mu Yang managed to stop his tears from falling down again: "If Master is here, I would have already brewed these fruits into wine."

The sadness rising in his heart was dissipated by this crying bag in an instant. Feng Yuanjiu glanced at the scorching sun sliding towards the western sky, and dragged Muyang by the sleeve to Qin Changan's cave.

Inside the cave, it looked exactly like it did when Feng Yuanjiu first arrived.

Feng Yuanjiu popped out a spirit stone and fed it to the Five Elements Turtle, then turned to look at the stunned crying bag: "You are more familiar with the uncle's cave than I am, and you wiped your tears and took away the uncle's private possession. Don't take it easy, that screwdriver is serious."

Mu Yang regained his senses from the stupefaction, and wept and asked Feng Yuanjiu without any focus: "Why do you have the permission to enter and exit Master's cave?" I don't even have it!

Feng Yuan Jiuxin said, if my apprentice can cry so much, I will not dare to let him enter and leave my cave at will, but he said: "Master uncle is afraid that he will not be there when I come out from Xuanyou cave, so he gave me the permission." , lest I have nowhere to settle."

Mu Yang nodded, and reluctantly accepted the statement: "Master has a lot of private possessions, and his favorite is such a book full of words. Brother, do you have space in your Qiankun bag?"

Feng Yuanjiu thought for a while, emptied a universe bag, and handed it to Muyang.

But Muyang waved his hands again and again: "Master has already said that if he dies one day, he must send these belongings to Daqing Master Qin. Now that the senior brother is here, it is natural for the senior brother to bring it to Master Qin. Much cheaper."

Feng Yuanjiu saw Muyang's sincere words and thought about his situation in the Zixiao Sword Sect, so he didn't shirk, and directly connected the bookshelf to put the room full of scrolls into the Qiankun bag: "Then I'll put it away first, and I'll keep it for later." Let’s wait until you come back to Taiqing with me.”

"Master died, I should go to Taiqing to report to Master Qin." Muyang wiped his tears, picked out another incense burner, two screens, and a stone, and pointed to the one-foot-long cold jade Cloud bed, "This bed is also the same, can the senior brother's Qiankun bag hold it?"

Without saying a word, Feng Yuanjiu took the Qiankun bag in his palm as a cover, and put the things that Muyang piled on the bed into the Qifeng Terrace.

After collecting the things in the hall, Feng Yuanjiu followed Mu Yang to search the quiet room, treasure house, alchemy room, spirit beast room and elixir garden.

These two were like locusts passing through the border, refusing to leave even a blade of grass.

When the Qiankun bag was full, he picked rare treasures and put them in the Qifeng Terrace. Finally, he moved the medicine garden into the Qifeng Terrace along with the soil.

In the end, Muyang looked at the spiritual spring next to the large dirt pit, and regretted: "It's a pity that this spiritual spring is connected with the spiritual vein of this place, so it cannot be moved."

Feng Yuanjiu looked at the cave that had been swept away, and patted Mu Yang on the shoulder: "Let's go, I'm afraid something will change."

Muyang's eye circles started to turn red again: "I'll take another look."

Feng Yuanjiu nodded, followed behind Muyang and looked all the way, thinking about Qin Changan's death.

Feng Yuanjiu didn't believe that Qin Chang'an died accidentally.

Every sword master of the Zixiao Sword Sect is like a Gu King who has been raised, and they all stepped on the bones of other swordsmen to ascend to the throne.

Qin Changan had an accident within three years of holding the sword. How can there be so many coincidences in the world?

It's just that the people who plotted against Qin Chang'an miscalculated Qin Chang'an this time, and lost a lot of rice when they failed to steal the chicken, and lost the Wuying Sword, one of the five swords of the Zixiao Sword Sect.

Since he said that he came to worship Qin Chang'an, after leaving the cave, Feng Yuanjiu set up an incense table with melons and fruits in a dignified way to pay homage.

The little crying bag naturally cried again.

I don't know where such a rough guy got so much water, and he couldn't stop crying all the way back to his cave.

Muyang's cave is located halfway up the back mountain of Wuying Peak, so it can't be compared with Qin Changan's cave, but the inspiration is quite strong, at least much more than Feng Yuanjiu's mother in Feng's bamboo pavilion. .

Feng Yuanjiu has seen it through, it is very difficult to keep Muyang from crying.

He simply gave him a few more silk handkerchiefs, and asked about the details that were inconvenient to ask in front of others: "Do you know where the uncle died?"

Mu Yang hiccupped and cried: "Four years ago, Uncle Lu came back from his travels in the Inland Sea and reported to the sect that the seal of the Broken Star Islands was loose. If we ignore it, it may cause chaos in the world."

"Uncle Lu is a member of Wuying Peak, so this matter naturally fell on Wuying Peak." Mu Yang changed into a silk handkerchief, and continued to cry, "However, the elders of the ancestor's family followed the ancestor five years ago. Almost all of them fell outside when they went out, and the few who came back by chance were also seriously injured and closed the death test. Uncle Du refused to accept his master holding the divine sword, and with the support of Pavilion Master Du, he almost won over all the remaining elders on Wuying Peak .The master has no one to use, so I have to go to the Broken Star Islands to visit, who knows... who knows..."

"Who knew that Master would fall like this! I still can't believe it!"

I can't believe it either!

However, I can't believe this is an indisputable fact.

Qin Changan's death, although he was sad and angry, what worried him more was his unsmiling master.

He simply didn't dare to think about what his master would do when he learned of Qin Chang'an's death.

Feng Yuanjiu looked at Muyang expressionlessly: "When my uncle went to the Broken Star Islands, do you know anyone who left Sword God Mountain?"

Although Muyang is a crying bag, he is reliable, twisting the tears in his veil and said: "I have inquired about some news in the past few years. It was Uncle Lu who accompanied Master to the Broken Star Islands four years ago; The ancestor of the family also left the mountain for more than a month on his birthday; besides, Pavilion Master Du of Tiangong Pavilion, senior uncle of Zixiao Palace, and uncle Wei of Shengxie Pavilion are not on the mountain either."

Feng Yuanjiu asked him: "Who do you think is most likely to murder Shishu?"

Mu Yang blurted out: "Of course it's Master Du!"

Feng Yuanjiu asked again: "Who is the least likely?"

Mu Yang hesitated for a moment: "Brother Taishu, Uncle Wei, and Uncle Lu."

Feng Yuanjiu didn't comment.

Don't look at that Lu Xuan has a simple and honest appearance, but based on what he saw in Qin Chang'an's cave when he first arrived, it doesn't look like Lu Xuan will not harm Qin Chang'an.

Feng Yuanjiu turned the tortoise shell in his palm and pondered for a moment, then opened his eyes and said to Muyang, "I want to visit my uncle Tianhua, would you like to guide me?"

Mu Yang was taken aback: "Brother, do you want to..."

Feng Yuanjiu nodded.

Mu Yang was so shocked that he forgot to cry: "Brother, you really don't need to do this. Instead of going to Brother Taishu and getting in the way of those people, it's better to go back to Taiqing as soon as possible and ask Master Qin to make the decision."

Feng Yuanjiu shook his head: "I am the direct descendant of the head of the Taiqing sect, and the first disciple under my master. Man said that Master Qin treated me well, but I have never met Master Qin before. Die, there is no reason to retreat without paying attention."

Mu Yang stared blankly at Feng Yuanjiu, without saying a word.

"After all, you are a disciple of the Zixiao Sword Sect, so you should have some scruples." Feng Yuanjiu pondered for a while, "You tell me the location of Taishu Tianhua's Taoist place, and I will go there on my own."

Mu Yang shook his head: "I don't have any scruples. Since the senior brother wants to stand up for the master, as the first disciple under the master's seat, I have no reason to avoid it."

Feng Yuanjiu dispelled the hexagrams in his sleeves, and stood up: "Let's go now! This matter should be done sooner rather than later."