Qi Si followed Yin Li, glanced at Rong Siyan, and nodded slightly.
"Si Yan, you did a good job."
Rong Siyan pursed his lips and walked to Qi Si's side.
Later, Xu Liangqing waved lazily to Qiongjiu, "Silly boy, why don't you come here quickly?"
Qiongjiu cried and threw herself into Xu Liangqing's arms. She suppressed her tears and called out to Master in aggrieved tone.
Xu Liangqing looked at the wound on Qiongjiu's forehead and frowned slightly, "How did you get yourself into this state?"
He looked at Bai Feng on the side again, "Yao Lao, come here quickly and show Qiong Jiu, don't leave any scars."
It was rumored that Xu Liangqing was extremely beautiful, but unfortunately his face was injured when he was young. People said that Qiong Jiu was still somewhat similar to him when he was young, so he was naturally extremely doting on Qiong Jiu.
After hearing this, Bai Feng walked over slowly and began to treat Qiong Jiu's wounds unhurriedly.
Yin Li looked at Feng Qi condescendingly, "Since you are here to see me, let's come in together."
His voice was low and no emotion could be heard.
But Rong Siyan's heart tightened, and he subconsciously clenched his sleeves, thinking a lot.
Then he felt that he was really ridiculous. Although there were many rules in Fanji Valley, Yin Li was always special to Feng Qi, and he should have known it.
As if seeing Rong Siyan's flash of grievance, Qi Si narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Si Yan, come in too."
"yes."
In the main hall, several people were sitting upright, and all the direct disciples were kneeling in the hall.
Yin Li glanced around the hall, seeming a little regretful, "It's a pity that Xuan Si is not here, otherwise it would be really commendable to be so neat."
Qi Si looked at Yin Li and coughed softly, and Yin Li laughed a few times.
"Today we discussed and decided on a major event. In half a month, Fanji Valley will hold a martial arts trial meeting. Although there are regulations that no private fights are allowed in Fanji Valley, I thought there should be a chance to test your abilities."
"Of course, everyone must participate in this conference, and no excuses can be made to shirk it, including you, Feng Qi. Although you are injured, you should be almost healed in half a month."
"Si Yan, your other direct disciples don't need to participate in this conference, so as not to be unfair, then it's up to you to put more effort into it."
"After the conference, we will select personal disciples again, so that you can have a few more senior brothers."
The direct disciples are all outstanding, their abilities are naturally higher than those of the outer disciples, and participating in the martial arts test has the intention of bullying others, so Yin Li does not intend to let them join.
Besides, no matter whether they win or lose, they are still the chosen ones, so there is really no need to try out martial arts.
As for Feng Qi, Yin Li had other arrangements.
When Rong Siyan heard this, she pursed her lips and glanced at Qi Si.
Qi Si didn't say anything, which meant that she agreed with Yin Li's statement, or that this was the result of their discussion.
Is the martial arts trial meeting just for selecting direct disciples? Let alone Rong Siyan, no one here would believe it.
It is wrong to choose direct disciples at this juncture, not to mention that several of them are used to being undisciplined. How could they suddenly think of this?
Taking a deep breath, Rong Siyan looked straight at Yin Li, bowed and bent down.
"Valley Master, I also want to participate in this martial arts trial meeting. Feng Qi is also the direct disciple of Valley Master. If Feng Qi is the only one, I may be criticized by others."
Qi Si frowned, but his mood didn't fluctuate much. He just asked lightly: "Si Yan, have you thought about it?"
Rong Siyan nodded seriously, "Master, my disciple has already thought about it."
Before Yin Li could say anything, Qiong Jiu couldn't help but say, "If both senior sisters are participating, the disciple, as a direct disciple, will also participate!"
Xu Liangqing raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly: "You are weak and sick, and you are not good at academics. Why are you joining in the fun?"
Qiongjiu's cheeks turned red and she was busy arguing, "I want it! Master's personal biography will definitely not be too bad!"
Yin Li had expected the current situation. Seeing that the expressions of Xu Liangqing and Qi Si did not change much, he said: "In that case, let's get together."
Everyone knelt down and worshiped, and the matter was settled.
After everyone dispersed, Feng Qi still knelt in the hall, eyes lowered, with no intention of leaving.
Yin Li walked slowly to Feng Qi and looked at her condescendingly, "Why, do you have something else to do?"
Feng Qi raised his eyes and said, "Disciple heard that the murderous Guanyin intends to besiege the Brahmaji Valley. I wonder, Master, what do you want?"
"What? How much trouble can a murderous Guanyin cause?"
Although Yin Li spoke calmly, Feng Qi could see the worry in Yin Li's eyes.
"Master, that day my senior brother and I had a fight over something. To this day, the disciple is still torn about it. I wonder if master can help the disciple clear up his doubts?"
"What kind of dispute can Xuan Si have with you? Let's talk about it."
Feng Qi stood up and said word by word, "I once read a record from an ancient book. Yinshan was trapped by enemy troops, and a large army guarded the imperial city. The soldiers begged the general for permission to send troops to rescue Yinshan. But the general said that if the army left,
The imperial city must be destroyed and we refuse to send troops. Is this right or wrong?"
Yin Li looked at Feng Qi, but his eyes looked through Feng Qi, seeming to see something else.
"If the imperial city is destroyed and there are countless casualties, why not abandon Yin Mountain?"
"Yes, Master is right. Although the decision is cruel, it is still a good strategy and takes the overall situation into consideration."
As if he suddenly understood something, Yin Li looked at Feng Qi, stunned for a moment, and then smiled helplessly.
"Smelly girl, are you trying to set a trap for me?"
Feng Qi shook his head slightly, "Disciple doesn't dare. I just want to say that if you hand over one person, the entire Brahmaji Valley will be safe. Master may be reluctant to give up, but this is the best policy."
There was no trace of emotion in Yin Li's tone, "Why, do you think that if Murderous Guanyin really arrests you, he will let Fanji Valley go?"
There were other things in his eyes, "If I capture you and then attack Fanji Valley, I can at least keep you alive. If I attack Fanji Valley first, I can also capture you, but there is no guarantee of life or death."
"Fengqi, why do you think they must live?"
Feng Qi was startled and a little shaken in his heart, "Then what's going on in this martial arts competition?"
Yin Li glared at Feng Qi, "Do I have to explain everything to you one by one?"
"Disciples don't dare."
"go back!"
"But Master, do we have to wait for the Killing Heart Guanyin to come?"
Yin Li turned his back and said, "I have made my own decision on this matter. Just do your part."
Originally he wanted to say something more, but Yin Li was unwilling to answer any more, so Feng Qi had no choice but to give up.
She walked out of the hall distractedly, always feeling that something was wrong. What would Yin Li do?
Bai Feng did not leave, but stood in front of the door waiting for Feng Qi.
Seeing Feng Qi coming out, he subconsciously stood up straight and said, "Little senior sister."
Feng Qi was slightly startled, "Are you waiting for me?"
Bai Feng nodded slightly, "Senior Brother came just now and said that he wanted to see you, but this matter must not be publicized. Please also ask Junior Sister to go to the bottom of Wuya, where Senior Brother is waiting for you."
"Xuan Si is back?"
"Um."
Feng Qi hurried towards Wuya Bottom. He had too many questions to ask.
The bottom of the cliff is as quiet as ever, and the air is filled with a sweet and greasy smell. The fog is getting worse and worse and lingers for a long time.
Soon, Feng Qi saw Xuan Si not far away.
It's just that Xuan Si seems to be a little different today. He has changed from his previous stern appearance. He is lying lazily on his side on the rock wearing a loose white robe. His hair is untied and spread behind his head, and he is sleeping with his eyes closed.
Perhaps it had been too long, but a layer of water mist had condensed on his robes and hair, like crystal clear beads.
Before Feng Qi came closer, Xuan Si opened his eyes slowly.
He raised his hand slightly, signaling Feng Qi to come closer.
"Bai Feng said this morning that you were not in Fanji Valley. Why did you come back so soon?"
Xuan Si slowly sat up straight, but he couldn't change the laziness in his eyes, "If you deal with the matter early, you will be back early."
The loose white robe exposed his strong chest. Feng Qi turned his eyes to the side unnaturally.
"Why did you come to me?"
He was about to speak, but Xuan Si lowered his eyes and saw the hairpin on Feng Qi's head, and frowned slightly.
He easily took off the hairpin and played with it in his hand, feeling neither happy nor sad.
Feng Qi raised his eyes and looked at him, his eyes full of doubts, and he stretched out his hand with the intention of grabbing it.
However, Xuan Si was high on the rock, and he could only look at Feng Qi at eye level when he lay down on his side, not to mention that he was already sitting upright at this time.
He held up the hairpin with one hand and supported half of his body with the other hand and looked at Feng Qi, "This thing is not yours. Why, is it important to you?"
Feng Qi's gesture of trying to grab it was shaken, his eyes dimmed instantly, and he just said two words stiffly, "Give it back to me."
This was something given to Huaizhun at the Winterfell Mirror Festival, and it was also the last thing Huaizhun left behind.
Xuan Si stared at Feng Qi's eyes, as if searching, and handed the hairpin to Feng Qi. But when Feng Qi reached out to take it, Xuan Si was unwilling to let go.
His voice was light and airy, "Do you know what a man means when he gives a woman a hairpin?"
As the strength in his hand relaxed, Feng Qi looked at the hairpin in his hand with some hesitation and shook his head slightly, "I don't want to know."
Xuan Si lay back down comfortably and said in a calm voice, "Are you confused as to why the Valley Master convened this martial arts trial meeting, and do you want to meet the Ghost King and ask about your identity?"
Feng Qi didn't speak, just looked at Xuan Si's beautiful eyes.
"Why, do you already know that?"
Xuan Si raised his eyebrows and smiled, and Feng Qi suddenly seemed to see the appearance of the know-it-all Sheng Siming, but such thoughts were quickly suppressed.
Both of them are dressed in white robes, but they are still very different.
However, Xuan Si yawned at an inappropriate time and closed his eyes, appearing to be drowsy.
Seeing that Xuan Si ignored him, Feng Qi pursed his lips and felt inexplicably angry looking at the face in front of him.
After looking around, she raised the scabbard in her hand and stabbed Xuan Si in the abdomen.
Although Xuan Si did not open his eyes, his fingers held the scabbard with a sarcastic smile.
"Broken Soul is not for you."
Feng Qi didn't say anything, he just drew out the sharp blade and pointed it at Xuan Si Mingmen with the intention of taking his life.
Xuan Si suddenly opened his eyes and waved his scabbard to resist Feng Qi's sharp blade. There was a buzzing sound from the metal collision.
Xuan Si jumped down from the rock as high as a person and came behind Feng Qi. His figure was like a ghost, and he put his arm directly on Feng Qi's shoulder, returning his sword to its place.
He chuckled softly into Feng Qi's ear, "Not bad, not bad. Once you learn to be angry, you also learn to lose your temper."
For some reason, Feng Qi only felt angry and pushed Xuan Si away from him, "What on earth do you want to say?"
Xuan Si waved his hands innocently, "I just couldn't bear to see you worrying alone without knowing anything, so I came here to help you solve your problems. How did I know you had such a bad temper?"
Xuan Si stopped teasing, turned his back to Feng Qi, and sighed helplessly.
"This time the Killing Guanyin is approaching fiercely, and Fanji Valley is easy to defend but difficult to attack. For a while, the Killing Guanyin is helpless.
The martial arts test conference was just a pretense. Although Fanji Valley was not afraid of the imperial court, for the sake of the grand plan, the owner of the valley could only give up Fanji Valley.
It’s just that those who participated in the martial arts trial competition will be taken away and hidden for the purpose of making a comeback in the future.”
Feng Qi was slightly startled, "The big plan? What big plan is the Valley Master willing to abandon half of the people in Fanji Valley?"
According to Xuan Si's intention, the disciple who wins the martial arts test competition is hope, and the disciple who fails will live and die with Fanji Valley and rush to an unknown death.
Xuan Si turned around and looked directly at Feng Qi, "This is the second thing I want to tell you." This chapter has been completed!
