This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

"Senior brother, just send it here."

The young man tightened the sword on his back, bid farewell to the senior brother in front of the mountain gate who came to see him off, and left with a worried expression on his face.

After the young man walked away, the senior brother sighed, and then seemed to notice someone behind him. He looked back and hurriedly saluted: "I've met Senior Uncle Kong Gu."

Kong Gu, whose temples were already turning white, nodded slightly to him, and then said: "Everyone has his own way to go. He will eventually go down the mountain. You can stop him for a while, but you can't stop him for the rest of his life."

The disciple looked slightly bitter: "I just hope that he can live a safe and happy life. When Junior Brother Tianquan left the mountain, he specifically asked the disciple to take good care of him."

The disciple couldn't help but sigh, and Kong Gu just shook his head. The two of them watched the young man's figure disappear at the end of the road, and did not leave for a long time.

Dongfang Bao'er - or should we call him Dongfang Fu now, the half-grown child at the beginning is now a young man who can walk alone in the world. He is dressed in green clothes and has a sword passed down to him by his master on his back.

The first stop of his trip was Jiangnan, not because he wanted to follow his master Yushu's path to fame, but because he wanted to meet someone here, the young master of the Shangguan family, Shangguan Beicang.

When he arrived at Shangguan's house, Dongfang Fu found the concierge and said, "I've invited this little brother. I wonder if Young Master Shangguan is at home. I have something to do and want to see him."

Seeing the other party's dignified appearance, the concierge thought it was some kind of talented person who came to pay a visit. Who knew that he was actually looking for Shangguan Beicang, and his face suddenly turned ugly.

"I'm sorry, there is no such person here." The concierge waved his hands in disgust, then stepped back, whispering to the guard at the door not to let the person in, and then disappeared.

Dongfang Fu waited under the door for a while, but didn't see the other party coming out. The guard's eyes were full of disdain. He could only sigh and shake his head, retreat for the time being, and then think of another way.

Before coming here, he also inquired about the situation of the Shangguan family. As one of the supporters of the new emperor's enthronement, Shangguan Shaoqin had the power of following the dragon. The Shangguan family should have a bright future, but it is a pity that this family happened to have someone. The unlucky heir Shangguan Beicang.

Shangguan Beicang was a guilty person and the iron-clad heir to the Shangguan family. This resulted in a family with no future. After this incident spread, countless people in the family laughed at them.

The young master Shangguan Beicang must have had a hard time at home because his climbing ladder was broken. However, Dongfang Fu didn't expect that the other party had reached a level where even outsiders couldn't see him.

Normally, if he encountered such a thing, he would have retreated. After all, this was someone else's family matter, and his over-involvement might be considered provocative.

But at this moment Dongfang Fu had no choice. He had to see this person and then ask him clearly about what happened back then.

But before he could think of a way to see Shangguan Beicang, someone had already found him.

"Are you a Qingcheng disciple?"

In the alleyway, a total of eight people stood behind and blocked the road to Dongfang Fu. The leader said coldly: "I recognize the sword on your body. It is the weapon of Master Yushu!"

Dongfang Fu looked up at these people. Since he chose to go out with his master's sword, he never thought about hiding his identity. When these people asked, he was not afraid to answer.

"That's right," Dongfang Fu bowed his head and said, "I am a poor Taoist, Yunxi, my master is Yushu Zhenren, I wonder if you have any advice."

Dongfang Fu worshiped at the gate of Qingcheng, and after officially entering, he took the Taoist name Yun Xi.

"Sure enough, they are from the Qingcheng faction, how dare you go down the mountain!" Another man said angrily.

Dongfang Fu's eyes narrowed slightly: "Oh? I wonder what kind of evil things my Qingcheng sect has done to make you not allow my Qingcheng disciples to walk in the world?"

"You still dare to quibble!" The man glared angrily: "Isn't Tianquan, who is collaborating with the demon sect's witches and indiscriminately killing his comrades, a disciple of your Qingcheng sect! Huh, I heard that that kid is also a disciple of the Yushu Taoist. In this case, you are still a fellow disciple of the same lineage as him."

Several people looked evil and seemed to be about to take action. Dongfang Fu said coldly: "Everyone, be careful! Why my senior brother Tianquan was driven by that demon girl has not yet been explained. You are so wantonly adding so many crimes to it." My senior brother thinks that our Qingcheng sect has no one!"

As he spoke, the sword behind Dongfang Fu was unsheathed. The men looked at each other and shouted sternly, "Don't talk nonsense to him! The Qingcheng faction killed our brothers, let's collect some interest today!"

The eight people punched and kicked one after another, and the strong wind made the flowers and plants on the roadside unable to lift their heads. There were opponents from all directions. Dongfang Fu looked at it coldly, and the sword that soared into the sky suddenly split into three, and fell to the ground like a meteor. The strong wind and waves immediately knocked them all over.

In one move, all the besieged men were vomited and flew backwards. Dongfang put his sword back into its sheath. Seeing those people rolling on the ground and wailing, he said calmly: "I will let you go for today's matter, just like in the future." Let the poor Taoist hear your bad words against the Qingcheng sect again, and be careful of the poor Taoist sword who will be ruthless."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dongfang Fu strode out of the alley. A moment later, two figures appeared. Looking at the eight ground bugs around them, one of them said disdainfully: "You really can't count on the goods of the three religions and the ninth rate."

Another person said: "Not necessarily, that boy's martial arts is indeed beyond our expectations."

The man added: "It doesn't matter, the Qingcheng sect has enemies all over the world. If he is hiding in the mountains, there is nothing we can do against him. But since he has come down the mountain, no wonder we ignore the friendship between the Taoists and the sect."

The two looked at each other. One of them stepped on the wall and climbed to the eaves. He disappeared in a moment. The other stayed behind and glanced at the eight people around him who were begging for mercy. He sneered and drew out his sword, and several sword lights fell. , those eight people had fallen into a pool of blood and were no longer heard.

This man sheathed his sword, also stepped on the eaves and walked away. Anyone with knowledge could tell at a glance that these two people were using Taoist martial arts.

Dongfang Fu didn't know that he had been targeted. He walked around the Shangguan family's house several times and found that the yard was not as well-guarded as he thought. If it were him, he would have climbed over the wall to avoid the eyes of others. It's not that difficult.

Just as he was told, Dongfang Fu first found an inn to rest. After nightfall, he quietly sneaked to the base of the wall of Shangguan's residence, and then climbed over easily.

While hiding against the wall, he began to look for the young master Shangguan Beicang's residence, but just after he had sneaked in, he suddenly heard the sound of breaking wind behind him.

With alarm bells ringing in his heart, Dongfang Fu decisively rolled to the side to dodge. With a bang, a stone hit his previous footing, and a crack suddenly appeared on the neat stone floor.

Dongfang Fu was shocked. He looked back and saw a masked man squatting on the wall, staring at him.

"Who are you!" Dongfang Fu asked coldly. He thought to himself, if this person is a master of the Shangguan family, there is no need to dress like this. The other party is so ruthless. Either he has a grudge against the Shangguan family, or he has a grudge against him. !

"Qingcheng disciple, huh." The masked man sneered, then drew his sword and came to kill him. With one strike of his sword, most of the wall around Dongfang Fu collapsed. He didn't care at all that it would attract the attention of the Shangguan family.

Dongfang Fu secretly said that it was not good. He had sneaked in secretly and would not be able to tell if he was caught. Therefore, he was not eager to fight, but fought and retreated, finding the right opportunity to dodge backwards.

The two chased and escaped, as if they didn't take Shangguan's family seriously at all. Dongfang Fu was surprised by the latter's martial arts while escaping.

Many years ago, the imperial court and Jianghu were at odds with each other. After repeated tricks, Jianghu's righteous path suffered a lot of pain and seven injuries. But what was worse than them was actually the demonic path, because Xuantian Sect, the first sect of the demonic path, rebelled clearly.

While suppressing the rebellion, the imperial court also used the army to clean up the Demonic Path in the North. For a time, the Demonic Path suffered heavy losses. Only ten of the major forces that were once on the list were left, and they barely survived and were no longer as glorious as they once were.

Therefore, in recent years, the demonic path has almost disappeared. There are no more demonic practitioners with high martial arts skills in the world. They are all worried about being caught by the Jin Yiwei, so they hide them all and dig a hole to bury them. .

Because of this, he was good at martial arts, so Dongfang Fu guessed that the other party should come from the Righteous Sect.

He intended to test the other party's background, but unfortunately this was the Shangguan family's territory. They had been fighting all the way and had caused quite a stir, so he had to get away.

"Want to go? No way!"

The man seemed to have read Dongfang Fu's thoughts, and suddenly changed his moves in his hand. The sword pointed at the sky, the sword energy touched the ground, and the cyclone divided into yin and yang, turning into a light and dark light curtain, covering Dongfang Fu like a big net.

"Taoist martial arts?!" Dongfang Fu was shocked. He never expected that the other party was actually a disciple of the Taoist sect.

"Hey, that's all."

Seeing that Dongfang Fu was easily captured by him, the masked man couldn't help but taunted him. He originally wanted to hold the opponent back, but when the masters from the Shangguan family arrived, the opponent would naturally have no way to survive.

But now he has changed his mind. Although this Dongfang Fu Kung Fu is good, it is not so good that it will embarrass him. Since he can kill this kid himself, why should he pretend to be someone else's?

The masked man whispered to himself: "Senior brother, he just thinks too much. There are many Taoist disciples in the world. I will kill him today and leave. I'm sorry, no matter how powerful the Qingcheng sect is, how can he find them?" Me, hum.”

After much consideration, the masked man had made up his mind. He sneered and said, "Boy, if you want to complain, just complain that you are a disciple of Qingcheng. Remember to cast a good child in your next life!"

After the words fell, the masked man came to kill him with a sword. Dongfang Fu was trapped by the strange formation and couldn't hide. He was about to be succeeded by the opponent. At this fatal moment, two words suddenly came out from the darkness. ——

"save him."

When the masked man was about to succeed, a flash of sword light suddenly flashed down, knocking him back and breaking the big net that trapped Dongfang Fu.

"Damn it, who ruined my good deeds!" The masked man said angrily.

After Dongfang's disaster, he couldn't help but look in the direction where the sound had just been made. He saw two figures slowly walking out of the darkness. One of them was dressed in fine clothes, but his appearance was haggard. He was obviously a young man, but his eyes were clear. Desolate, but even less energetic than the eighty-year-old man.The other person was wearing a cloak and a hat, and his whole body was tightly hidden, leaving no room for anyone to explore.

After the two people appeared, they didn't care about the masked man, but just talked about themselves.

First, the mysterious man said: "Boy, we are protecting you as an order from above. We are not here to attack you."

The young man in rich clothes replied: "Don't worry, I am not a ungrateful person, but you have to protect my life. It will be troublesome if I don't cooperate with you. If you help me today, it will be convenient for you after all."

"That's all. I'm in a good mood today, so I'll do as you wish."

The mysterious man chuckled, and then walked forward. He slowly untied his cloak and took off the hat on his head. Under the mysterious veil, hidden was a silver flying fish suit. Under the sleeves of the robe, , the sharp embroidered spring knife seemed to be rubbed into the moonlight, emitting a faint cold light.

"Jinyiwei?!" the masked man said in confusion.

Dongfang Fu looked at the Jin Yiwei who suddenly appeared, and clenched his fists slightly. His whole family was killed by the Jin Yiwei, and there was a blood feud between them, but it was not time to care about these things now. He was still too weak to be one of these people. All he can do is gnash his teeth and lie dormant.

"Your life is good." The Jin Yiwei took a knife and put it on his shoulder. He said with a smile: "The Yamen has changed the rules now. A common man like you will not take credit for killing him. Today, I will I can let you go. Go away."

The masked man was stunned for a moment, then said angrily: "Dog officer! What a shame! Do you think you can -"

Before he finished speaking, a silver light flashed under the moon. The three guards in golden clothes rushed to the masked man in two steps. He raised the knife and saw a blood flower blooming. A sword light fell on the ground and an arm flew into the sky. The masked man covered his injured arm and stepped back suddenly, but the Jin Yiwei stopped.

"There are helpers, hehe -" Jin Yiwei glanced coldly at the other masked man standing on the wall holding a sword, and just sneered: "Guihong Sword Technique, it turns out he is a disciple of the Kunlun Sect, why, not good You were keeping vigil for that old man Xiang in the Kunlun Mountains, and you came to the world to interfere in the trouble?"

The masked man with a broken arm jumped back and landed on the wall. When he heard the Jin Yiwei's words, he immediately said angrily: "Guan Guan, how dare you insult my master!"

Xiang Suifeng of the Kunlun Sect passed away not long ago. As one of the two masters known as the "Two Immortals of Kunlun" together with the head of Kunlun, Xiang Suifeng was injured secretly in a battle with the King of Thousand Faces and was tortured by illness. After several years, he finally passed away.

This masked man seemed to be Xiang Suifeng's disciple. He had broken his arm, and now he was furious. His eyes were red, and he looked like he was possessed. The person beside him quickly stopped him: "Junior brother, Nothing can be done, you are injured, so retreat first."

"Senior brother - okay." The masked man glared unwillingly, and finally fled the place with his senior brother.

"Haha, your kung fu is so bad, your tone is not bad," the Jin Yiwei sneered, slowly put the sword into its sheath, turned around and walked past the richly dressed young man, he stopped and said, "You owe me what happened today. Favors must be repaid.”

The handsome man nodded slightly: "I know."

After the Jin Yiwei finished speaking, he put on his black robe again and quickly disappeared into the night. The handsome man took two steps forward and pulled Dongfang Fu up from the ground: "Is everything okay?"

"Thank you so much for helping me, sir," Dongfang thanked him again, and then suddenly said: "You and I have never met, but you are willing to ask the Jin Yiwei to save Pindao's life. Forgive Pindao for being presumptuous, but you are the young master of Shangguan?"

"You don't need to mention the word Young Master anymore. I'll address you by my first name, Taoist Master." Shangguan Beicang shook his head and said. His indifference seemed to have already put everything aside, but the fatigue in his eyes seemed to I haven’t gotten over what happened back then.

Shangguan Beicang glanced at Dongfang Fu's sword and said with complicated eyes: "I recognize this sword. Master Yushu came to the house back then. I was lucky enough to see his style. Are you his disciple?"

"The poor road is cloudy." Dongfang Fuji first said.

"It seems that I guessed right. Considering your age, you should be that person's junior brother?" Shangguan Beicang's eyes became more complicated. There was no need to explain who the person he was talking about was, they all knew it clearly.

Dongfang Fu took a deep breath and said seriously: "Young Master is smart, I will stop beating around the bush. Before my senior brother Tianquan died, I stayed in Dongdu. I made inquiries in various places and learned that the situation in Dongdu was complicated at that time. , the three families of Lin and Liu Fang were fighting for power in Dongdu, and my senior brother was accidentally involved in it, and even had some trouble with the Shangguan family who was also staying in Dongdu at that time."

Shangguan Beicang looked at him and said, "Your senior brother died at the hands of the Emei Sect. Everyone knows this. It's useless for you to come looking for me."

Dongfang Fu said in a deep voice: "I understand, but I don't want my senior brother to be given a bad reputation after his death. I want to find out why my senior brother went with the demon girl and why he killed her together." Many of our comrades were driven to a dead end and could not turn back in the end."

Shangguan Beicang was silent for a long time, and finally said: "It's your luck that you were saved today. Next time the Kunlun sect comes back, you may not have such good luck. Don't forget, the Kunlun disciples were killed by the demon girl Qian Xiaoxiao back then. How many times, these blood feuds have been recorded on the demon girl, your senior brother, and now even more on the Qingcheng sect. Go back to the mountain. I advise you, it’s okay to be a little confused about some things.”

Dongfang Fu's eyes narrowed: "So, Mr. Shangguan really knows something, right? Please tell me frankly!"

Shangguan Beicang looked at Dongfang Fu, and for a moment, he seemed to see the high-spirited little sword in green.

".You got the wrong guy."

Shangguan Beicang finally spoke, but his words were not just excuses. He just heard him say again: "I'm just an idiot who doesn't understand anything. If you want to find out the truth about Taoist Master Tianquan's rebellion, the world Only one person can give you the answer.”

"Who is it?" Dongfang Fu asked eagerly.

"Xiaoyao Sect, Yue Lifeng." Shangguan Beicang said word by word.

"It's him?"

Dongfang Fu was shocked, and some unknown thoughts came to his mind. He knew this person's name, and it could even be said that he knew it quite clearly, because his senior disciple killed a very close friend of his.

Many years ago, in Liaoyang City in the North, the last leader of the Beggar Clan, Lu Shiqi, was killed by Taoist Taoist Taiwei from the Xiaoyao Sect. It was heard that Yue Lifeng was also involved in this incident.

Dongfang Fu had a rough life. His status as a concubine prevented him from being taken seriously since he was a child. Later, the Dongfang family was wiped out overnight, and he wandered around with his only remaining sister.

Later, my sister got acquainted with the beggar gang Lu Shiqi, who sent him to Qingcheng Mountain, and his life finally settled down.

In Dongfang Fu's life, the only person he could truly care about, apart from his sister, master, and senior brother Tianquan, was Brother Lu, who had only been with him for just half a month.

He didn't believe that Brother Lu, with his carefree temperament, would collude with Jin Yiwei. There must be something fishy about this matter, but it was a pity that it was much more difficult to investigate than the investigation of Tianquan's death now.

Therefore, Dongfang Fu has the will but the power to
He shook his head, suppressed these thoughts in his mind for the time being, and said to Shangguan Beicang: "Please give me some advice from Mr. Shangguan, where should I go to find this Yue Lifeng?"

Shangguan Beicang sighed: "The Xiaoyao Sect is indispensable in many things in the world. He seems to be everywhere, but if you want to find out exactly where he is, it is difficult. Maybe you can go to Northern Shaolin. Take a walk.”

"Northern Shaolin? Why?" Dongfang asked again.

"Master Lingwu, the current abbot of Northern Shaolin, accepted a lay disciple named Huo Yunqi before he entered Shaolin. This person was from the Huo family of the once prestigious Sword Making Villa. This Master Huo is now His family was ruined, but before his disaster, he had interactions with Taoist Priest Tianquan and Yue Lifeng of the Xiaoyao Sect at the same time in Dongdu."

"So, this person is the key?" Dongfang Fu narrowed his eyes, and then saluted, "Young Master's kindness in solving my doubts will be repaid by me in the future."

"I have written these words down, and I hope that the Taoist Master will never forget this favor today."

Shangguan Beicang's face showed a rare smile: "Although Taoist Master, your martial arts are ordinary now, I can see that you have extraordinary talent. If your martial arts improves one day in the future, please go to Jiangnan and take another step." Suffer."

Dongfang Fu looked at him. This huge Shangguan's house seemed to be a prison for him. He seemed to understand: "I understand, if that day comes, I will definitely come to rescue the young master from this predicament."

"Haha, I can't escape. I can't escape in this life."

Shangguan Beicang smiled bleakly, and said with sadness in his eyes: "I only hope that on the day when the Taoist master's magical power is completed, he can come and take my life. Dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust, and everything will be over."

The Shangguan family is indeed Shangguan Beicang's prison. Everyone in the family wants him to die, but with the guards in brocade protecting him, he cannot die. And he himself doesn't want to live, but unfortunately he can't commit suicide.

He had already understood that the trajectory of his life had been set by those in the court. Once he chose to commit suicide and ruined the good deeds of those people, the angry Jin Yiwei would immediately pour out his anger on the Shangguan family.

He wanted to die, but he couldn't, so he had to spend his days numbly in the hateful eyes of his tribe day after day.

It would be a great joy if an outsider like Dongfang Fu could intervene and end his life.

In a daze, Shangguan Beicang seemed to hear snickering in the darkness. The Jin Yiwei didn't know whether he was laughing at his foolish loyalty to the Shangguan family, or at his whims for placing his hope in a young man.

The evening wind was cold and the moonlight was miserable. In the courtyard, a lonely shadow was reflected on the wall. The night was still very long.

The rhythm of the extras is about two per week. Basically, they are short stories that tell a certain person's story in one stage. The number of words is variable.

Then there is the issue of the new book. It is expected to be released next week. It is written by a fan of Gu Long Zhengwen. The content is an extension of the Gu Long Seven Weapons series. Well, in general, except for the setting of the big villain Qinglong Society, almost It's all free play, that's about it. I hope everyone will support it——O(∩_∩)O