It was dark and I went to an inn.

Yi Yan looked at his face covered with green spots in the mirror. He touched him without any discomfort and wondered when he would be better.

Wang Su pushed the door and came in. He looked at Yi Yan looking in the mirror and said, "The green spots on your face are difficult to remove for a while. I will explain to Mr. Lin. You don't have to worry that Mr. Lin judges people by his appearance."

Yi Yan was worried, and he felt a little relieved after hearing what he said. He knew that Wang Su must have something to say at this time, because he was about to arrive at Mr. Lin.

Wang Su came at this time, obviously he had something to say.

He said: "I have entered Yunnan Province now and I will be able to reach Kunming City in about five days."

Yi Yan knew that Mr. Lin was in Kunming City.

"Originally, I wanted you to join Luo Xiao in Luo Xiao. Master Lin also accepted you, but when asked if you were willing or not, you could not agree immediately and missed this opportunity. Master Lin is a Taoist sect, and his actions are about an opportunity. If you didn't agree, he decided that you had no chance with Luo Xiao. Therefore, although when you learned the technique of rushing to the sky later, he felt that you were a person suitable for the Luo Xiao Sect, but he would not speak again."

Wang Su said again: "No matter what, since you have chosen this place, I have the responsibility to tell you something that must be paid attention to."

Yi Yan listened carefully, and Wang Su said, "When you come to Mr. Lin, you must remember not to be too busy. Just do your own things. If you can't see anything you encounter, don't care too much, because you don't have that ability and having that heart is useless. There are many children from big families around Mr. Lin. They all follow Mr. Lin to practice, all with purpose. You can't compete with them. Think more about your mother, younger brother, and sisters."

Yi Yan listened carefully and felt mixed feelings in his heart.

Wang Su continued: "There is another point. You must be careful when you are there, and don't ask about your father."

"Why?" Yi Yan suddenly raised his head, stared at Wang Su's eyes with a burning look, looking at each other, without dodging or avoiding, and changing his timid and timid appearance in the past.

Wang Su seemed to think that it was a bit bad for Yi Yan not to ask about his father, so after looking at Yi Yan for a while, he avoided Yi Yan's eyes and said, "I can understand your mood. Your father is generous and loyal. Among the guards around Mr. Lin, he has a good reputation. But he acts impulsively and has a rift with many people, so I think it's better for you to join Luo Xiao."

Yi Yan's body was sitting straight when he didn't know when, and some blood appeared in his eyes. He said with a trembling voice: "Uncle Wang, can you tell me how my father died?"

Wang Su turned around and looked at him, saying, "Your father died to save Mr. Lin."

"Then why can't you ask?" Yi Yan asked anxiously and quickly.

"Because your father was expelled by Mr. Lin." Wang Su said.

"Why?" Yi Yan asked again.

"Your father once stole a secret book of practice in Mr. Lin's hand, called "Yaksha Flying Heaven". It was a very evil secret book of practice. Your father secretly practiced it. Mr. Lin knew that Mr. Lin was going to abolish your father's cultivation, but in the end he took into account the kindness with your father and let your father leave."

"My father has been away for a few years." Yi Yan asked in his heart.

"I left on the eighth day of the 11th month two years ago." Wang Su said.

When Yi Yan heard this day, he thought about the days when his father came back two years ago. That year, his father came back earlier than usual, but that year he also left home the earliest, and left on the third day of the Chinese New Year. He said that Mr. Lin needed someone around him and had to rush back.

Now, I know from Wang Su that my father was no longer with Mr. Lin’s side that year, so where did his father go?

Yi Yan looked up at Wang Su, and Wang Su shook his head and said, "I don't know where he has been in the past two years, but a few days ago, when Mr. Lin was surrounded and killed by many heretic masters, your father appeared and saved Mr. Lin, but he died himself."

Yi Yan was confused for a moment and felt that there were countless words to ask, but no one could say it.

"That sword?" Yi Yan asked finally.

"I don't know where that sword came from. When he left, he didn't have this sword in his hand. Maybe he got it in the past two years." Wang Su said.

"Then why did my father save Mr. Lin at that time?" Yi Yan asked again.

"have no idea."

"Who killed my father?"

"I don't know." Wang Su replied lightly, turned around and went out.

Yi Yan tossed and turned and couldn't sleep on this night, so he pulled out the sword. A slight roar of sword sounded in the darkness. As the sword was pulled out, he could see the white sword blade. He touched the word "Taiping" on the sword blade with his hand. What is the origin of this sword? What is the purpose of bringing him back? Is it just to spread spiritual power to himself? Why did his father clearly leave Mr. Lin's side and ask Mr. Lin to allow himself to go to him before he died? Where has his father been going in the past two years?

These questions circled in Yi Yan's mind.

As he got farther and farther away from home, as he was on the road for a long time, the excitement in his heart slowly faded.

Lin Mingting and Wang Su on Luoxiao Mountain both said that he was not suitable for being with Lin Gong, which made him feel a little depressed. He couldn't help but think that it would be better if he stayed in Luoxiao Mountain or went to Bailu Cave Academy.

Thinking of this, my thoughts were chaotic and finally fell asleep with my sword in my arms.

The next day he was on the road, he was still thinking about all kinds of bad things in his heart. He seemed to have a premonition, and he felt that even if he arrived at Lin Gong, he would have a lot of trouble.

Walking along the way, I saw people walking on the road everywhere, and those who really couldn't get through at home.

Yi Yan didn't know where there was a famine, and he didn't know if this year was hungry. He only knew that there had never been any surplus grain at home. Many people in the town often went to other families to borrow rice to eat, or went to the fields and mountains to dig some wild vegetables and cooked them home with a small amount of rice. Those without rice would eat with sweet potatoes.

In Yi Yan's heart, there has been no year since he was born that the town could not feel hungry.

The foundation of the Qing Empire was floating. Yi Yan suddenly said something from his heart. I don’t know if he had heard it, and he drove away this thought in his heart.

As soon as I entered Yunnan Province, Yi Yan felt that the temperature was obviously much warmer. If he was at home, he would have to start wearing thick clothes now, but he only needed to wear two single clothes here.

Although he had long known from the book that winter in Yunnan Province is not very cold, he could only truly experience the exotic style when he was in the scene, which made him realize again that he had left thousands of miles.

In the book, in addition to knowing that Yunnan is like spring, there are also many mountains and bandits in Yunnan. Along the way, he saw several armed fights, groups of people, no less than thirty or forty times, and each time he bleed, and he didn't know whether people were only injured or dead.

The bandits hidden in the mountains cannot be destroyed even if they are heavy troops.

When the Qing Empire was prosperous, small surrounding countries paid tribute every year, and there were endless envoys from great powers in the distance. The bandits in Zhongshan, Yunnan Province were never extinct. What's more, the Qing Empire is now worried about domestic and foreign troubles, and there are already some traces of changing dynasties in the future. At this time, there were even more bandits in the mountains, and the court was powerless against Yunnan Province.

When Yi Yan saw the customs of foreign lands, he could personally understand the differences between the Qing Empire. And what kind of customs and cultures does the foreign countries far away from the ocean have? Yi Yan has never seen it and cannot imagine it. From the rumors and books, he knew it was just some vague shadows.

Over the past few days, he has been able to use his spiritual power when his heart is moved.

For example, if you suddenly jump hard, the spiritual power will merge with his original power, allowing him to jump very high. When you hide in the room and pull out the Taiping Sword and stab it out, white light will appear on the Taiping Sword, and the sword will also pierce the wind breaking through the air. This makes him happy.

Those spiritual powers seem to be fusing with their own strength, or becoming their own.

At this time, he would think of the third senior brother Lin Mingting. If he hadn't taught his own technique of rushing to the air, he would have not been able to find this spiritual power. But he did not tell Wang Su that there was a gap between him and Wang Su. From that sense of strangeness, it turned into a kind of distrust.

Walking among this rugged mountain road, looking at the dense and deep forests on both sides, Yi Yan couldn't help but wonder whether there were bandits in the mountains here, even a large army could not destroy them.

Wang Su in front suddenly stopped and pointed to the mountain beside him and said, "This mountain is called Ganlang. There are more than ten bandits in the mountain, each occupying the mountain and becoming king. In Luoxiao Mountain, Taoist Priest Lin has already said that you have spiritual power and taught you Luoxiao magic. You have stepped into the door of cultivation with one foot. I believe that even if I don't say it, you can do it. I am really worried. But you are different from ordinary people, so I will tell you something that ordinary people in the world are not very clear."

"The kings of the mountains are actually not ordinary people. They occupy the mountain and become king, and they occupy a place of practice. Now the world is not as rich as those of many years ago. In the past, if they practice, they can cast spells and show magic. But now it is not possible. Now it is difficult to show magic between heaven and earth. The most important thing is that the spiritual power has begun to collapse. In the past decade, the country has been uneasy and evil evil has spread everywhere. Some people occupy the mountain to gather evil spirits, and take evil spirits to replace spiritual power to practice."

When Yi Yan heard this, he couldn't help but think of a teacher who heard this sentence when he was in Chunfeng Academy: "The gathering of wise men will bring about spiritual beings, and the gathering of evil will bring about evil spirits. Cultivate nature and gain supernatural powers, and possess evil spirits and refine treasures. The practice method of sentient beings in all ages is not as unbearable as it is now."

Wang Su said: "You have a delicate and keen personality, but you lack courage. Now you can go up the mountain with me."

Yi Yan guessed from what Wang Su said that he might have to take him to explore the Greedy Lang Mountain where bandits gathered and practice his courage. As for how to break through and what level it reaches, it is not something Yi Yan can estimate, but for some reason, a sense of worry arose in his heart.

When walking along the path to the hillside, Wang Su pointed to the west of the mountain and said, "From here you can reach the back of the bandits' village. If you walk from here, I will enter from the front. If you hear the noise in front, you can enter from the back. If you can take the head of a bandit, or take something out of the village, I will pass on you a sword technique that can exert your spiritual power."

Yi Yan didn't know how much fear and fear he felt after hearing Wang Su's decision.

He didn't dare to look up at Wang Su's eyes. He didn't want to separate from Wang Su, not only because of the vicious bandits in the mountains, but also because he felt that Wang Su might want to be killed by others.

This was just his own guess, and he couldn't believe it, nor did he want to believe it. He knew that it was too simple to say that Wang Su wanted to die, and he could just take a single knife.

But since the girl said those words to him, he always couldn't help thinking in that direction.
Chapter completed!