Chapter 42: Sending Heads Across the Thousand Miles

Yan Daping won a game and thought that if the opponent launched an attack, it would be Feng Yi's turn to play, and he was happy and relaxed.

Unexpectedly, the leader of the other side waved his hand and said, "This is a sticky point, get out of here!" The Snow Mountain disciple who was defeated by Yan Daping jumped up.

But just as he put one foot on the roof, he heard a sudden sound and a white light flashed like thunder and lightning, extremely fast.

With a clang and a flash of cold light, the leader hurriedly drew his sword to block, but the white light suddenly became faster and the sword missed.

With a "puff" sound, a white light hit the Snow Mountain disciple's back. He immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and was about to fall to the ground.

The leader reached out and grabbed him. Seeing that there was a small white wine glass embedded on the "Lingtai Point" on his brother's vest, he thought he was probably dead. He held him under his armpits and flew away.

The others followed him as if they hadn't noticed.

There was only a voice from far away: "You can do it as fast or slow as you like, what a powerful method, I've learned it!"

Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Feng Yi threw the wine glass in his hand away. With the hidden weapon method taught by Ding Dian and the supreme internal force of Shenzhao Gong, there were really not many people in the world who could dodge and block it.

Yan Daping flew onto the roof and looked up. The houses were tall and short, and these people had already merged into the vast night.

He knew that these people were hiding in the houses in the dark and it would be impossible for him to catch up with them, and he would not be stupid enough to chase them.

But what is the other party's purpose in doing this?

Just to send someone to his death? Yan Daping pondered for a moment, landed on the ground, and shouted, "Shopkeeper, get some water so that the master can soak his feet!"

He was fighting with that man so fiercely that some timid customers had already run away. The waiter and the shopkeeper were also trembling all over, fearing that they would get involved in a murder case. When they heard Yan Daping's shouting, they immediately responded.

"Please wait a moment!"

Yan Daping pushed the door open and entered the room, and saw Feng Yi standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, eyes closed, deep in thought, no one knew what he was thinking about. He immediately said with a smile: "Master Feng, you just said there were eight people, how come I only saw four?"

Feng Yi said: "There are four of them hiding behind the wall of the inn."

Yan Daping was startled: "If I chased them out, wouldn't I be ambushed when I jumped over the wall?" He said: "If you had chased them out just now, maybe not many of them would have escaped!"

Feng Yi said nothing, but slowly walked to the table, sat down, and lit the candle.

Yan Daping thought to himself: "You are so young, why are you pretending to be so profound?"

Feng Yi had long seen that today's events were strange. Apart from other experiences, he understood the principle of not pursuing a desperate enemy better than anyone else.

If you chase someone late at night, who knows what kind of trap will be waiting for you!

In unfamiliar places, it is very necessary to keep a steady hand.

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Safety!

After all, the defeat of "Falling Flowers and Flowing Water" in the face of the Blood Knife Ancestor was a bloody lesson, and Feng Yi always kept it in mind! A gust of evening wind blew into the house, blowing the lights flickering, and Feng Yi's face flickered. Suddenly he looked at Yan Daping and said, "I have heard that the Snow Mountain Sect has rarely come to the Central Plains, but today I see that their swordsmanship is exquisite and unique.

But I didn't expect your martial arts skills to be so amazing that you could defeat him. Show me your sword skills!"

Yan Daping lost face in front of Feng Yi, but regained some face from the Snow Mountain Sect and was very proud of himself.

After hearing this, Da La La sat opposite him and smiled: "My swordsmanship is nothing compared to your martial arts, so don't make me look bad. The few moves that succeeded just now were just learned by me secretly, but unfortunately...

Alas, if Master hadn’t been hiding something, I wouldn’t have taken these people seriously, and none of them would have been able to escape.”

When he said this, his face was full of resentment and regret.

Feng Yi wanted him to perform the "Tang Poetry Sword Technique" so that he could memorize it and study it. Hearing this, he couldn't help but get angry and said coldly: "Your master has been killed by you for more than ten years. Why do you have such a strong hatred?"

"Haha," Yan Daping sneered, "Shouldn't I be resentful? Mei Niansheng said that we were not of the right mind, so he would not teach us the magic sword skills. But since he found out that we were not of the right mind, he could have completely abolished our martial arts and expelled us from the sect.

But he insisted on maintaining his reputation as the "Great Hero of the Two Lakes", fearing that his disciples would be unworthy and laughed at by others! So he kept us brothers busy, kowtowing to him every day and calling him master, but he didn't pass on his true skills to us, and instead gave it to Ding Dian, who was not even related to him.

Bah, as the saying goes, 'People die for money, birds die for food', he sought death himself, and also made us bear the sin of killing our master, do you think I would be willing to do that?"

Feng Yi listened quietly, his heart was cold. This man was so rebellious and ungrateful, yet he could come up with a high-sounding reason. But he couldn't help but sigh: "If Mei Niansheng thought about what he did, it would be seen by his apprentice.

It is because I can't let go of a name, I don't know how sad it is."

Feng Yi picked up the wine pot, gently poured a cup, and said: "Is this all you have seen of everything your master has done?"

Yan Daping thought for a while and asked suspiciously, "What did you see?"

Feng Yi asked, "Among the martial artists in the world, are there many who have martial arts like the one in the Snow Mountain Sect?"

Yan Daping pondered and said, "Of course not much. This man fought with me for more than 30 moves before he was defeated. It was not easy. Do you think my 'Land Dragon' is just a boast?"

Feng Yi added: "Then is your ability enough to make a living and become famous in the martial arts world? And is this what your master taught you?"

Yan Daping snorted coldly.

Feng Yi raised his head and drank the wine in the cup, then said quietly: "You are full of resentment, saying that you have no regrets about murdering Master because Master kept it to himself. You also said that your martial arts skills are not as good as mine, nor as good as 'Falling Flowers and Flowing Water'!"

Yan Daping interrupted, "Isn't what I said true? Isn't it right?"

Feng Yi smiled and said: "This is true, but it's not logical!

I am extremely lucky. It is a miracle that cannot be described, copied or compared!

Moreover, I even staked my life on obtaining the Divine Scripture, so that Hero Ding could escape death!

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And the reason why Hero Ding was able to obtain the Divine Scripture was because he risked being discovered and silenced by you, and he saved Mr. Mei and gained your recognition.

What have you done and paid for it?"

Yan Daping's face changed several times when he heard this. He gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't we pay anything? We have served him for many years, with great respect!"

Feng Yi laughed and said, "Why would a hero take in disciples? You keep saying that Grandpa Mei is just seeking fame, but he trained three famous heroes and made himself famous through the ages! Is there any better way to show your fame than this?

So what does he want from you is for him to call him "Master" or for you to serve him tea and water? Isn't it that he wants you to be like "Luo Hua Liu Shui" and take it as your duty to be chivalrous and righteous? Let the whole martial arts world follow their example?

Ask yourself, who among the three of you has done it?"

Yan Daping had a gloomy face and remained silent.

Feng Yi added: "Since you have become the disciples of Master Mei, you should abide by his teachings. But you, although you want to learn his peerless martial arts, you sneer at the chivalrous principles he upholds!

In simple terms, if it is beneficial to you and you want to indulge your desires, you should learn it, but if you want to restrain your desires and improve your moral character, then forget about it.

I have different ideas, but if you think this way, you shouldn't become a disciple of Master Mei, you should go find the Blood Knife Sect!"

Yan Daping's face changed, his eyebrows raised, and he said, "What the hell is the Blood Knife Sect? I will go and worship him!"

Feng Yi nodded and said, "Of course you won't join the Blood Blade Sect.

You worship Master Mei as your master because you want to enjoy the respected status and compliments of the righteous master, but you don't want to fulfill the responsibilities of a master, because being a master is so tiring, and how can you let yourself be like the Blood Blade Evil Monk, who is stabbed in the back and shouted at to be killed whenever he goes out! "

Yan Daping's eyes lit up when he heard this. He stared at Feng Yi, his heart pounding and his ears burning red.

He knew Feng Yi was right!

Feng Yi drank a glass of wine and said, “So you became disciples, and when you cannot do what your master asks you to do, you think it is not your fault.

And he must act according to your ideas. If he doesn't act according to your ideas, he deserves to be killed. He deserves to die! Even if he has taught you martial arts that are enough to make you famous, you can still forget this great favor!

This is like a father who has a large fortune and feels that his children are useless, so he guarantees them enough food and clothing.

Just because I don't want my life's work to go to waste, I want to find someone who can take over.

But his children murdered their old father for the sake of this family business, and now they still hold a grudge against him, saying that he is a hypocrite who seeks fame and reputation! Dare I ask, are there such shameless and heartless people in this world? "

Yan Daping was agitated, angry and anxious, his old face turned red and he stared at him intently.

Feng Yi suddenly glanced outside the door.

Then there was a series of knocks on the door, "Knock, knock, knock!"

Yan Daping suddenly came back to his senses and shouted, "Who?"

(End of this chapter)