After Qiao Xianyong woke up, he fell asleep for a long time. When he woke up occasionally, if it was daytime, he would be lying in a soft sedan chair. If it was nighttime, he would sleep in an inn.
I don't know what day it was, but he woke up because of thirst. He was about to open the curtain of the soft sedan to ask for water when he heard the noise of many people outside.
"Young Master, Young Master, you are finally back!"
"Where's the lady? I heard that the lady was seriously injured, but my wife is very anxious!"
"Just come back, just come back. Young Master, the guest rooms required by your guests have been arranged!"
Amidst the noise, Qiao Xianyong heard Chu Hongjing's instructions, "Arrange for Hero Wei and Young Hero Qiao to rest in Lengcui Garden, while Heroine Ye Muxin and the lady rest together in the Lianyuan Pavilion. You should pack your other luggage. I'll go with the lady first.
Meet my mother. Please serve Master Wei and his party well, and ask them to rest first after dinner."
Then Qiao Xianyong heard the crowd gradually dispersing. He felt that after someone lifted the sedan chair, it seemed to have walked dozens of steps before being gently put down again.
I heard Master praise, "What a peaceful place!"
Qiao Xianyong saw that the soft rubber curtain was opened, and two well-dressed men who looked like servants put their heads in, and said respectfully, "Young Master Qiao, please allow me and the two of you to help the young master enter the room to rest."
Qiao Xianyong had not been cared for much since he was a child, so he was very embarrassed. He shook his head and said, "There is no need to bother you two. I feel much better after recuperating in the past few days, and I also want to try walking on the ground myself.
"
The two men couldn't hold on, so they immediately got out of the sedan and waited by the side.
Qiao Xianyong moved out little by little. The servant on the right wanted to reach out to help him, but he waved his hand and refused. After standing still, he tried to take a step or two. Although he still felt dizzy and weak, he was indeed
I can now walk under my own power.
Wei Hong stood in front of him, watching with a smile.
Qiao Xianyong didn't know that he had gone around the gate of hell, nor did he know that his master had lost half of his strength because of him. He had been groggy for the past few days, lying down most of the time. Occasionally he would wake up, and sometimes he would see
Master stood aside and looked at him. This was the first time that he faced Wei Hong soberly.
"Master! Look, I'm fine! Everything is fine!" Qiao Xianyong said with great joy. Then he seemed to remember something and became serious again, saying, "Master, there are many things I don't understand, and I still want to
Let’s talk to you.”
Wei Hong said lovingly, "Don't worry, Xianyong. You have just recovered from your serious injury, so don't be too tired. After lunch, if you feel better, I will talk to you for a while."
In the afternoon, Wei Hong insisted that Qiao Xianyong half lie down and half sit on the bed in his room. He was not in a hurry and waited for Qiao Xianyong to speak first.
So Qiao Xianyong told intermittently about his adventures after falling into the valley, including how he met the remains of Ling Zi Palace, what relics Ling Zi Palace left behind, what skills he practiced, and even when he met Qing Kui.
, and finally talked about how he came up from the valley, all thanks to the rescue of Demon Cult Xiao Morou, etc.
Qiao Xianyong paused and talked about this complicated experience for more than an hour.
Wei Hong seemed to be thinking about something while listening. Sometimes he nodded, sometimes he looked solemn, but he did not interrupt Qiao Xianyong.
After Qiao Xianyong finished speaking, he touched in his arms for a while, took out the thin sheepskin roll he brought from the mountains, and unfolded it for Wei Hong to inspect. Wei Hong carefully stroked the old but strong sheepskin with his hands, and first identified it.
He read the words left by Ling Zi Palace for a while, and then looked at the star map in the center.
Qiao Xianyong didn't know if he had seen it wrong. He saw that Master's eyes seemed to be filled with tears.
He didn't dare to ask, he just sat there and waited quietly.
After a while, Wei Hong composed himself, solemnly rolled up the sheepskin again, handed it to Qiao Xianyong, and said, "Xianyong, the wonder of your experience is probably the envy of everyone in the world. Ling Zi Palace is a person
, there are many enemies, and the untold secrets of many sects he has won are even more jealous of countless people in the world. Your secrets in the valley must never be told to a third person."
Qiao Xianyong nodded, he had also thought of this.
Then Wei Hong cleared his throat and whispered, "Not only the martial arts secret book, but also this star map is a treasure that everyone covets, not to mention the entire martial arts world, even the entire Central Plains Kingdom, as far as the Beiling of the Western Region, probably
I don’t know how many people have sacrificed their lives to get it. Now that you have taken it out of the valley, keep it well and never show it to anyone again."
When Wei Hong said this, he let out a long sigh and said, "This rough stone has hurt so many people and bound so many people's lives. I didn't expect that fate would let it fall on your head."
Qiao Xianyong was confused when he heard this, and then he took the parchment back into his arms.
Wei Hong looked out the window in ecstasy and said, "Xian Yong, my teacher has done many wrong things in the past and hurt many people. It was for myself, but not for myself. My teacher is very bitter, but I don't know who to go to."
Said. I’m afraid no one in this world can understand.
But this is something that I have to do even if I have to devote my whole life to it. I must get these rough stones mentioned in the star map. Now you have to give me a helping hand. This is our master and disciple.
It’s a secret that you and others, not even your senior sister, can mention.”
Qiao Xianyong was shocked when he heard this. He asked blankly, "Master, do you also want to dominate some martial arts world?"
Wei Hong snorted contemptuously and continued, "What is there to dominate in this martial arts world? It's a mess, with villains, intrigues, and evil spirits. No, this is not the goal of being a teacher. These few rough stones, to me
It has a more important meaning." He stared at Qiao Xianyong and said, "The red rough stone is the seven evil hearts of Shura. You have also seen it in the hands of that little girl Ling Feier of the Meili Sect. The purple rough stone is actually from the Demon Sect.
In the hands of Master Xiao Bihen, I guess this time Yuxu Villa came to trouble her because of this purple rough stone."
Qiao Xianyong heard this and asked doubtfully, "What about the blue, yellow and black rough stones?"
Wei Hong sighed, "The blue rough stone is far away in the sky, but right before our eyes!" Then he said seriously, "The yellow rough stone, few people know its whereabouts, is actually in the imperial palace! This is why I am so happy.
The reason why I made an appointment with Xiao Bihen, the leader of the Demon Cult, to meet in the capital in March."
Qiao Xianyong couldn't accept this much information for a while. He opened his mouth, but he didn't forget to ask, "Where are the black rough stones, Master? Master, how do you know so much about these gems?"
Wei Hong seemed to be in deep pain. He frowned and said, "Master has been looking for these stones all his life. Let's not talk about this. Xianyong, do you know who your father-killing enemy is?
people?"
As soon as these words came out, Qiao Xianyong's eyes turned red and he immediately sat up straight.