Seven years ago, Beiyuan admitted a young swordsman with dual spiritual roots. Xue Ziyi had high hopes for him and mobilized all resources for his training.
The swordsman with dual spiritual roots was very talented. He rushed into the middle stage of Qi refining in half a year and reached the fourth level of Qi refining.
Xue Ziyi was very happy at that time.
Finally, she found a talented junior brother, and she believed that the rise of Beiyuan was promising.
However, in the sword fight that year, Junior Brother Shuanglinggen, who had high hopes from Xue Ziyi, fell into the hands of a Junior Brother from Xiyuan Qian Yuxiu. He was seriously injured and his meridians were destroyed.
Even if the injury is healed, he will no longer be able to practice in this life and will completely lose his identity as a practitioner.
There was still a chance to survive, but the disciple with two spiritual roots was too preoccupied and could not swallow his breath. He died of depression within three days.
He died in the main hall of the North Campus.
In the battle of swords, life and death are determined by destiny.
Xue Ziyi had no way to avenge his junior brother. Sword fighting has been a tradition of the Sword Palace for many years. If your skills are inferior to others, your death will be in vain.
She swore in front of her junior brother's body that she would defeat Qian Yuxiu!
So over the years, Xue Ziyi has been looking for good prospects, and every year she and Qian Yuxiu gamble in sword fights, but she never wins, and always loses.
As for the ghostly face in the main hall, it appeared one night not long after the death of the disciple with dual spiritual roots seven years ago.
At that time, Xue Ziyi happened to pass by the main hall and saw a strange black fog appearing in the main hall. After checking, she discovered the presence of the ghost face.
Xue Ziyi used the magical dust frost sword to seal the ghost face in the temple.
She knew that it was her junior brother's soul that transformed into a ghost body due to unwillingness.
Although she couldn't bear it, Xue Ziyi couldn't show mercy.
If ghosts are allowed to exist, it will be a serious blow to the reputation of Beiyuan.
The North Courtyard, which is already sparsely populated and gradually declining, will have no one to come if there is news that it is haunted again.
At that time, Xue Ziyi made up his mind to completely kill his junior brother's ghost body and destroy his relatives in a righteous way.
But the result surprised her.
No matter what method is used, even if the magic weapon Dust Frost Sword is used to kill directly, although the grimace dissipates at that time, it will reappear within a few days!
The recurring grimaces became a nightmare that Xue Ziyi could not get rid of.
In the end, there was no other way, so Xue Ziyi had no choice but to set up a sealing formation. He was stationed in the main hall and did not dare to leave easily. He declared to the outside world that he was practicing in the main hall and that no outsiders were allowed to disturb him.
Just like that, for seven consecutive years, the grimace is still there.
Xue Ziyi could only put it off again and again, trying her best to conceal the existence of Ghostface for the sake of Beiyuan.
There are very few people who know about this matter, only Ma Yong and Niu Bucai, and including Yun Que, there are only four people.
After learning what happened, Yun Que was in awe of the senior sister.
Despite Xue Ziyi's nickname of "reckless person", he is absolutely chivalrous and courageous. Anyone can be moved by the fact that he can do so for Beiyuan.
While respecting him, a question arose in Yun Que's heart.
"When that senior brother died, was he at the fourth level of Qi Refining?" Yun Que asked.
"Yes, I remember that he is about to attack the fifth floor." Ma Yong recalled and replied.
"The soul at the fourth level of Qi Refining shouldn't be too strong, but why can't even the magic weapon kill the ghost body it transforms into?" Yun Que expressed the question in his heart.
No matter how you look at the ghost body that has not been eliminated after seven years of tossing, it doesn't look like a mere disciple at the fourth level of Qi Refining.
"We can't understand this either." Niu Bucai said with a bitter voice: "It may also be that he was too resentful when he was dying. The ghost body he turned into had deep resentment, which is why it is difficult to kill him."
Yun Que disagreed with Niu Bucai's statement.
Since we know clearly that in the battle between swordsmen, life and death depend on destiny, we shouldn't have too much resentment even if we die in battle.
"Did that senior brother like to curse others when he was alive?" Yun Que asked a strange question.
"He never cursed people. He knew how to be polite and studied poetry and books since he was a child. He never cursed anyone even until his death." Xue Ziyi affirmed.
Yun Que frowned, this was strange.
Based on Hanshui Hou's experience of scolding each other with his neighbors since he was a child, the grimacing and opening and closing of his mouth were obviously cursing.
Could it be that he was a civilized person during his lifetime but turned into a scold after his death?
Yun Que was silent, thinking about the weirdness of the grimace. Xue Ziyi thought he was lamenting the fate of those disciples with spiritual roots, and explained:
"I will handle the gambling battle with Qian Yuxiu this year. Don't worry, little junior brother. Even if you lose to someone in the future, you must be more open-minded. A man can bend and stretch, so don't judge him as a hero for a moment."
Yun Que knew Xue Ziyi's good intentions and was afraid that his junior brother would also follow the old path of a disciple with double spiritual roots. He nodded and said:
"Don't worry, Senior Sister, I've been used to being scolded since I was a child, so I can tolerate it."
Xue Ziyi then remembered that the junior brother in front of him also had the title of Hanshui Marquis. As a shameful person, if he didn't have a strong heart, he would have been scolded to death hundreds of times.
After the crisis was resolved, Yun Que informed Xue Ziyi about the appearance of the tree demon in Wushan Mountain, and then said goodbye and left.
Xue Ziyi was always busy in the main hall and had no time to inquire about whether Jian Shou had returned. Yun Que could only find someone else to inquire tomorrow.
After he left, the three people in the hall sighed at the same time.
"Junior Brother Yun is calm when faced with troubles and is smart and alert. It would be great if he had spiritual roots." Ma Yong sighed.
"He has a calmness that is far beyond that of his peers. He showed his excellence when he collapsed the sword test tower. Unfortunately, he has no spiritual roots." Niu Bucai said regretfully.
"Fate..." Xue Ziyi sighed and closed her eyes.
Time is also destiny.
In the eyes of Xue Ziyi and others, Yun Que was destined to be ill-fated.
Otherwise, judging from his past performance, it is really possible for him to make great achievements in his practice.
As soon as he entered the sword palace, he was beaten to the ground with thunderous roots. He also brought his fellow disciples back safely in the crisis-ridden Wushan Mountain, and even helped solve the ghost face crisis in exchange for soul stones.
Such an astute disciple had no place to look for with a lantern. The more the three of them thought about it, the more they felt regretful and annoyed at the injustice of their fate.
Also feeling annoyed was Mu Qingyao.
After hurriedly returning to the Mu Mansion, Mu Qingyao realized that she was still wearing Yun Que's clothes. Not only the maids at home saw it, but even her father, Mu Qingzhou, took a look.
The eldest lady of the Mu family came back wearing men's clothes, and they were not new clothes, which made people think a lot.
Soon, Mu Qingzhou learned from his daughter what had happened in Wushan.
After hearing about the existence of Dryads and White Bone Mountain, the current head of the Mu family just frowned, showing no unnecessary expression.
However, when hearing about Yun Que's deeds, Mu Qingzhou seemed very interested and even smiled.
In addition to not revealing the existence of the blind snake, Mu Qingyao told Wushan's experience in detail.
After finishing speaking, the father and daughter remained silent and resumed their usual unfamiliarity.
Sometimes the father and daughter of the Mu family could not speak a few words for a year and a half, and the gap was extremely serious. This was a situation that all the Mu family knew, but the servants did not dare to gossip.
If the incident in Wushan had not been serious enough to threaten the imperial city, Mu Qingyao would not have rushed home to explain the situation.
"What do you think of Yun Que?"
Mu Qingzhou didn't express any opinion on Wushan's matter, but instead asked about irrelevant things.
Mu Qingyao was startled for a moment, and then she remembered Yun Que's unscrupulous gaze in the Flower Spirit Sword. She was immediately annoyed and secretly bit her silver teeth and said:
"As annoying as when I was a kid."
Mu Qingzhou was not surprised. He glanced at the men's clothes neatly folded beside his daughter's bed and said, "Yun Que's?"
Mu Qingyao wanted to explain, but she opened her mouth but didn't know what to say, and finally let out an annoyed sigh.
Mu Qingzhou nodded, opened the door and left his daughter's boudoir.
Walking to the front hall, Mu Qingzhou ordered the old housekeeper beside him:
"Send news to each room in the Mu family. I have something big to announce tomorrow. All the elders of the Mu family must be present, otherwise they will bear the consequences."
The old housekeeper immediately followed the instructions and went to gather people to deliver the message.
"And." Mu Qingzhou pondered for a long time, as if he had made some kind of determination, and said, "Go to the Sword Palace in person tomorrow morning and invite Yun Que."