0109 sword spirit

"I didn't expect it to snow on Qianzhong Peak, and even the plum blossoms bloomed. What a strange thing." Sima Jianyun seemed to chat with the guide disciple casually.

The disciple said, "Uncle, this is not the first time I have this scene. About ten days ago, the plum blossoms here bloomed once, and it snowed at that time.

Sima Jianyun said in shock, "Ah, isn't it?" But his eyes unconsciously glanced at Ye Feng and said, "So, the plum blossoms are in full bloom and the snow falling from the sky have nothing to do with this child."

The disciple said, "Yes. Unfortunately, the flowers only bloomed for a while, and the snow only fell for a moment. At that time, it was late at night, so only a few disciples saw..."

Yingjian Palace Feijian Hall is the hall where the head of the gate received foreign guests. At this time, a doorman had already reported the arrival of Sima Jianyun. Leader Nuo Jianchen is waiting in the Flying Sword Hall.

Nuo Jianchen looks close to the age of fate. His temples have turned white, his face is angular, and his eyes are as bright as stars. At this time, he sat firmly in the main seat of the Flying Sword Hall, and there were two rows of junior disciples standing respectfully on both sides of the main seat.

Seeing Sima Jianyun and others coming in, Nuo Jianchen's eyes swept over the crowd and then fell on Ye Feng's body and looked carefully.

"See the head brother." Sima Jianyun said, holding his fist and salute. The disciples of Feijianmen who followed him also saluted.

"This senior must be the famous leader, Ye Feng," Ye Feng said neither humble nor arrogant, and punched Nuo Jianchen, "It's polite."

"Oh, are you Ye Feng?" Although Nuo Jianchen had guessed it for a long time, he still couldn't believe it when he heard Ye Feng's name. Can such a teenager be the murderer of Elder Jianyu?

Ye Feng said, "Exactly."

"The murderer!" At this time, the younger disciples of the Jue family couldn't help but feel angry and were about to rush up to fight with Ye Feng and be held by other disciples.

Sima Jianyun frowned and said, "With the death of Uncle Jue, we will naturally not give up. But you can't wrong people casually. You have to wait until the truth is clear before making a conclusion.

The younger disciple lowered his head and answered helplessly, "Yes."

Sima Jianyun's face was grim and said, "Brother, where is Uncle Jue's body? Let me salute him first."

"In the back..." Nuo Jianchen said, and his voice was also sad.

Sima Jianyun said, "Mr. Ye, please wait here."

Ye Feng nodded and said, "Senior, don't worry."

Nano Jianchen involuntarily got up and left his seat and took Sima Jianyun to the memorial hall.

On the way to the mourning hall, Nuo Jianchen whispered, "Brother, do you know that someone has seen it with his own eyes that the murderer who killed Uncle Jue is Ye Feng."

Sima Jianyun was stunned and said, "What did you see with your own eyes? Who is it?"

"This..." Nuo Jianchen pondered slightly and said, "It's Mu Jianlin, a disciple of Uncle Jue."

"Is it him?" Sima Jianyun said, "Uncle's most trusted disciple."

Nuo Jianchen said, "Yes. Therefore, although I also heard Jianhui's nephew mention that Ye Feng is young and cowardly and incompetent, he rarely goes out at home and can't be the murderer of his uncle. However, we still have to catch him and ask him carefully.

Sima Jianyun nodded and said, "This should be done to be safe. We can't just listen to one side of the words. After a while, let Brother Mu confront Ye Feng.

Nuo Jianchen said, "Brother, in case Ye Feng is really a murderer, he can even kill Uncle Jue. If he wants to revenge on Brother Mu..."

Sima Jianyun muttered, "It turns out that my brother has this concern. In this case... then, let's carefully interrogate Ye Feng later to see what he said, and then we will make plans."

Nuo Jianchen nodded.

The two came to the mourning hall, and several of the disciples who were most trusted and loved by Jue Jianyu were kneeling aside and crying.

Sima Jianyun went to Zhuxiang. As a younger generation, he kowtowed a few times in front of the coffin. After that, he got up and walked to the front of the coffin to see the remains.

But seeing that Jue Jianyu's face was peaceful, as if he were sleeping in his lifetime, Sima Jianyun was secretly shocked and asked, "Brother, have you tested the body? What kind of method did Uncle Jue die?

Nuo Jianchen said sadly, "Uncle is not injured or sick. On the surface, he looks like sleeping, but he has no breathing pulse. He is indeed dead. According to Brother Mu, Ye Feng used a strange dementor, which took away people's souls, so there were no scars on the deceased.

Sima Jianyun asked, "It's been more than a month since my uncle died. Why is the body still so well preserved?"

Nuo Jianchen said, "My uncle once had a treasure hidden before his death. Do you know what it is?"

Sima Jianyun asked, "What is it?"

Nuo Jianchen said, "The corpse guard."

Sima Jianyunqi said, "Did Uncle know that he would die long ago, so he prepared this thing in advance?"

Nuo Jianchen said, "I also think this is strange, but according to what my brother said, if Ye Feng takes away his uncle's soul with the skill of soul dementing, as long as he can recruit the soul back, his uncle can be resurrected."

Sima Jianyun said, "This...this...death and resurrection, how can there be such a thing in the world?"

Nuo Jianchen said, "Yes, I don't believe it either. But the death of the uncle was a little strange, and Brother Mu was a Taoist priest before he entered the Feijian Gate..."

Sima Jianyun said, "Does he know how to attract souls?"

Nuo Jianchen said, "What Brother Mu said, as long as he can know where his uncle's soul is now, he can recruit him back."

Sima Jianyun said: "What he means..."

Nuo Jianchen said, "Forcing Ye Feng to tell the whereabouts of his uncle's soul."

Sima Jianyun said, "If what Brother Mu said is true, then what is Ye Feng's intention to take off Uncle Jue's soul?"

Nuo Jianchen frowned and his lips pouted.

Seeing that he wanted to stop talking, Sima Jianyun asked, "Brother, it's okay to say something."

Nuo Jianchen said, "Brother Mu once told me Ye Feng's purpose, but... this is too strange. It's the first time I've heard of this kind of thing, so I don't know whether his words are true or not."

"Oh?" Sima Jianyun frowned and showed curiosity in his eyes.

Nuo Jianchen said, "He said that Ye Feng captured Uncle Jue's soul to use Uncle's memory to seize the martial arts of Feijianmen."

"How is this possible?" Sima Jianyun was shocked.

Nuo Jianchen said, "Ye Feng is young, and I don't believe that he will master this kind of magic. But on second thought, people who have known each other for many years may not know what kind of person they are, not to mention Ye Feng, who we have only heard his name but never dated?

Ke Mu's younger brother is our younger brother, and he is the personal disciple of Uncle Jue. After being with us for so many years, you should be able to see his character. He is usually honest and only knows how to practice swords. I really can't believe that he lied and wronged Ye Feng. That Ye Feng has no grudges with him. What's more, he hasn't seen Ye Feng before Uncle Jue's accident. Why did he wrong him?

"This..." Sima Jianyun was speechless for a moment. After thinking about it, what Nuo Jianchen said was reasonable. He couldn't help gritting his teeth and said, "If Ye Feng really has such an evil skill and seizes our martial arts with this evil skill, he should really be killed a thousand times." After a pause, he said, "But does this matter need to be verified?"

Nuo Jianchen nodded and said, "Of course, we can't listen to Brother Mu's words alone. Therefore, I ordered you to capture Ye Feng to Yingjian Palace as soon as possible. If you plan to test him with martial arts and force him to use the martial arts of Juejianmen, you will know whether what Brother Mu said is true or false.

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Ye Feng was waiting for the return of Nuo Jianchen and Sima Jianyun in the Feijian Hall, but he saw that the disciples of Feijianmen were angry and fierce, and slowly leaned closer to himself. They had gradually surrounded him and couldn't help laughing.

"Brothers of Feijianmen, but do you want to test martial arts?" Ye Feng asked with a smile.

A young disciple of the same age as Ye Feng couldn't help but say, "How do you know?"

"Brother Luo!" A man who looked about 30 years old shouted. He is the oldest of these junior disciples. In the infinite memory, this person is Huo Jiancheng, the eldest disciple of the head of the family

The younger brother Luo curled his mouth and didn't dare to say more.

Ye Feng said, "Your driving style can be seen at a glance. However, don't you want to know who was the real murderer who killed Jue Jianyu?

Huo Jiancheng was shocked and said, "Isn't it you!"

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Ha, if the murderer is me, I will obediently follow Sima to Yingjian Palace to die?"

Huo Jiancheng said, "In that case, why not let us teach you the number of martial arts?"

Ye Feng said, "I am a peace-loving person and doesn't like to fight and kill. Moreover, even if you are so many people, you may not be able to test my martial arts.

"Who do you think you are!" A disciple shouted angrily, and the sword had come out of its sheath.

Here are all junior disciples of Feijianmen, inevitably young and vigorous. What's more, Ye Feng's words seemed extremely arrogant. When everyone saw him drawing his sword, they couldn't help but pull their swords. They were about to besiege up, and suddenly there was a gust of wind in the hall.

This gust of wind is not a natural wind blowing from outside, but a sword spirit.

The strong sword spirit seemed to break through the top of the lobby and go up to the nines, making everyone present shiver and even feel depressed.

"Snow... Uncle Snow Master!" The trembling voice of the younger disciples guarding outside the door came.

"Uncle? Is it the snow sword drinking elder? Huo Jiancheng said that he was about to meet him at the door.

"It's not the big brother's snow sword drink, but me." Before people arrived, a gentle and sweet female voice sounded in everyone's ears.

"Ah, it turned out to be Xue... Uncle Xue, I didn't expect that Uncle Zu would go out of the customs today..." The leading man blurted out and hurriedly led his brothers to kneel in front of the door.

Seeing that the disciples of the Flying Sword Gate were so respectful to the woman just now, Ye Feng looked at the door curiously.

The first thing that came into sight was a long white skirt stirred by the sword spirit, and a faint plum fragrance poured into the nose.