Chapter Eighty-two: Memories of Beifeng

  In fact, fighting with Zhao Nan, who is from the same sect as Qi Xifeng, is just a trivial matter.

  During the 500th birthday of the master of Beifeng, things that should be done are to receive guests from all sides and to be on guard. With so many people coming to Beifeng, the vigilance must be stricter than usual, and more manpower is needed.

  But what's it got to do with me?

  Lu Yuan walked along the mountain forest path, holding a wine gourd and taking a sip of wine, feeling relieved.

  Don't look for me for any formalities like receiving guests, I'm not good at it and don't feel like doing that kind of thing, it's too boring.

  But now the mood is still quite pleasant, winning a game always makes people feel happy, most people are the same, they like to win and don't like to lose. Now back in Changchun residence, let's see if there are some methods left by predecessors that can break the law with swords. I was born to practice swordsmanship, as for magic, I have learned some, but to be honest, I'm not very interested.

  Not interested in magic, but it's inevitable to encounter magic in the future, so I have to learn how to break magic.

  Just arrived at Changchun Residence, only to find a Dao child waiting at the entrance: "Have seen Sixth Shixiong, Peak Master orders you to go to his study for a visit."

  What did Master Yuanyuan want with him? He couldn't help but feel a slight sense of surprise, but since Master Yuanyuan had called for him, he could only go. He followed the Daoist child to Master Yuanyuan's study, which was located at the top of Huashan North Peak. They walked all the way up and finally arrived at the summit of Huashan North Peak.

  Arrived at this place, clouds and fog gradually deepened.

  People are like being in the midst of clouds and fog, surrounded by white clouds everywhere, it is truly a fairyland. The heaven and earth yuanqi here is even more dense than Chongqing residence, several times denser. The further up you go, the more treacherous the mountain path becomes, difficult to walk on, if you glance sideways, you will find that beside you is an abyss of thousands of feet deep.

  Continue on your way up.

  After walking for a while, a corner of the flying eaves gradually appeared in the clouds and mist ahead. Further on, it would be discovered that there was a courtyard pavilion made of stone and wood here, surrounded by white clouds, which was truly a fairyland. Entering the yard and arriving at the pavilion, only to see a horizontal plaque with the words "Zhong Zheng Ping He Zhai" written on it.

  Zhongzheng's peaceful and harmonious study is also very fitting.

  Yuanyuan Shibo was a fair and peaceful person, and under his leadership, the strength of Beifeng also gradually became stronger.

  He is upright and peaceful in his conduct, and his actions are also upright and peaceful.

  Of course, if he was really offended by this one, then he would not be calm and peaceful.

  On that day, someone attempted to assassinate Lu Yuan. Assassinating a true transmission disciple was a great taboo for the Yuan family's ancestors, and immediately afterwards, a storm swept in.

  Putting aside his wild thoughts, he entered the attic.

  As soon as he entered the attic, his eyes fell on a very long cloud-patterned stone table, and several yellow pear wood chairs. At this time, an old man was standing with his hands behind his back, facing away from Lu Yuan, watching the clouds rising and falling outside the window. On the wall beside the old man with white hair and beard, two large characters "Harmony" were hanging.

  An old man with a head full of white hair stood there, his figure was not tall and majestic, but he gave people a sense of stability and grandeur.

  At this time, Lu Yuan found that not only had he come, but also his senior brother Yun Yi and second senior brother Yun Ping were here. Suddenly, all three of them were called to come, and it was unknown what the matter was, and they were also muttering in their hearts.

  Yu Yu turned his head and saw Lu Yuan, couldn't help but laugh and scold: "Good you Lu Yuan, coming to my place still carrying a wine gourd."

  Yun Yi and Yun Ping turned their heads to look, seeing Lu Yuan like this, couldn't help but secretly say in their hearts, this sixth junior brother is really not paying attention to his image, holding a wine gourd even in front of Master Yuanyuan.

  Lu Yuan was also slightly embarrassed for a moment, usually he would pay attention to his image in front of several senior fellow disciples, but now, as a proper and upright disciple of a prestigious sect, although lazy by nature, he knew how to pretend, but now it's all messed up, what a tragedy! He hastily tucked the wine gourd into his sleeve.

  Yuanyuan Shangren said: "Never mind, I am not as stubborn as your Master Fang."

  "Alright, let's get down to business. The matter that brought you here today is something that started over 400 years ago... In a time over 400 years ago..."

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  Outside Zhongzheng Hall, clouds are rolling in and out, rising and surging.

  A deep chasm of ten thousand feet is right before one's eyes.

  Stillness, such stillness.

  There is only the sound of wind blowing through the pine trees on the cliff.

  Inside Zhongzheng's peaceful study, Yuanyuan Shangren told stories from several hundred years ago.

  Lu Yuan also gradually understood what was going on.

  This matter must be traced back to over 400 years ago. Over 400 years ago, among the true transmission disciples, there were two core disciples. One was Yuan Yuan Shang Ren and the other was called Yuan Ling. That Yuan Ling wasn't a simple character either; his innate talent surpassed even that of Yuan Yuan Shang Ren. However, he acted impulsively, so in the end, the 8th generation ancestor master handed over the position of North Peak Master to Yuan Yuan Shang Ren.

  This should have been the end of it, but Yuan Ling, with his exceptional talent and impulsive nature, believed he was superior to the mediocre and unremarkable Yuan Shang. He refused to accept that Yuan Shang had taken the position of leader that he had long coveted, so he launched a rebellion. However, it must be said that although Yuan Shang appeared ordinary, he was actually a sharp and cunning individual who was not easy to provoke.

  With one hand, he put down Yuan Ling's rebellion.

  However, at that time, Yuan Wenyuan was still young and not as cunning as he is now. Yuan Ling was also not a simple person. Although the rebellion ultimately failed, Yuan Ling did not die and managed to escape.

  After escaping, Yuan Ling is said to have started building his own forces again, and seems to have had a considerable foundation.

  This time, Yuan Yuanshang was celebrating his 500th birthday, and many guests came to congratulate him. It was a chaotic scene with dragons and snakes mixed together. At this moment, Yuan Ling also wanted to take advantage of the situation to stir up some trouble. He sent some of his subordinates to infiltrate, but they were discovered by Yuan Yuanshang, who planned to eliminate all of Yuan Ling's arrangements tonight. With Yuan Yuanshang's current strength, it wouldn't be difficult to get rid of those troublemakers. However, he thought it would be a good opportunity for some of his true disciples to gain experience, so he called upon three people to come forward, including himself, to give them some training. Of course, this was also because among the top ten true disciples, only Yun Yi, Yun Ping, and Lu Yuan were truly useful, while the other seven were still too inexperienced to participate in such a high-level exercise.

  Otherwise, Yuan would really like all ten true disciples to experience a trial by fire.

  Not mentioning other aspects, when it comes to his true disciples under his care, he treats them with extraordinary care.

  Lu Yuan was feeling sentimental at this time, and the person above him, Yuan, was indeed not ordinary. That person named Yuan Ling was probably also a stunning talent. People who underestimated Yuan because of his humble appearance didn't know that he was a sharp needle hidden in cotton. In the end, they fell into Yuan's hands.

  Such a person is truly formidable.

  Everything has been calculated without moving a muscle.

  Fortunately, I am the junior fellow of this formidable figure, and standing on the same side with such a formidable person makes me feel much safer. Of course, Yuan Gongzi is quite considerate of his junior fellows like us, and in the last storm at Beifeng, he wouldn't forget to give us any benefits.

  Alright, let's get down to business.

  The trivial matter of Zhao Nanxiang, a true disciple of the Heqi Sect, can be put aside for now. The real deal is finally coming.

  As long as the task is completed, and Yuan Ling's arrangement this time is crushed, I can spend the 500th birthday safely. One 500th birthday, how much trouble it causes. (The vice script of Yuanyuan Shangren's 500th birthday is also coming to an end, and a thrilling preparation is underway.)