Ling Fei's martial arts cultivation has just passed the eighth level, but as a great disciple of the Wanjian Sect of Zhushan, he devoted more energy to some civil affairs within the Wanjian Sect. Bi Wanjian, the leader of the Wanjian Sect, devoted himself to martial arts cultivation. Most of the affairs within the sects were Fu Baoshi running around, and internal affairs were generally handled by Ling Fei, so his martial arts were not the highest among the disciples of Zhushan, but his power was extremely great. This can be seen from his residence.

He lives on the top of Zhushan, in a bamboo house not far from the sect leader Bi Wanjian.

Yang Zhi sat on the bamboo chair, motionless, with a piece of cloth tied around his neck, covering most of his body. Ling Fei stood behind him, holding a razor, and was carefully shaving Yang Zhi's messy hair.

"Junior brother, your face?" Ling Fei's voice trembled a little when he saw the scars across his left cheek.

"Senior brother, am I a little more manly?" He gently stroked the scars, and what flashed through his mind was the sword that looked like a shocking sword that left the scar. "Didn't you always say that my face was too delicate and a bit sissy? Now I'm domineering."

Ling Fei sighed heavily: "How did you come here in the past two years?"

"Fight, fight non-stop." Yang Zhi smiled, and the scenes of the past two years flashed through his mind. From the first few months, he entered the strange Wanjian Valley, fighting almost every moment, until he finally found a few places in the valley where he could live, and barely allowed himself to rest.

But if he wanted to leave the valley, he had to fight with his strength, and now, he did it.

One effort, one gain. He exchanged his life for his current cultivation.

"Junior brother, you have changed." Ling Fei sighed, unbuttoning the cloth under the other person's neck, "Shave it, go and take a bath. The hot water has been prepared. The potion is mixed in it, which will be of great benefit to your health recovery. By the way, there are a few medicines that the sect leader just sent here. You have a good rest today. Tomorrow, I will take you to see the sect leader."

Yang Zhi, who was almost naked, stood up, stepped into the wooden barrel deep in the corner of the room, and immersed his almost completely scarred body into the water. He moaned comfortably and closed his eyes.

When he was in the valley, he would dream of taking a bath so comfortably, but what woke him up from his dream was whistling and ubiquitous sword energy.

"Master Fu?" he asked softly.

"Master has always been out there. There are so many mundane things in such a large sect. This time I have been out for more than half a year, and I don't know when I will be back."

"Not on the mountain!" Yang Zhi sighed softly.

"Yes, but it's not a big deal. Just count the time. Master should come back. Isn't Zhushan Sacrifice Sect going to start soon? No matter where you are, Master will definitely come back to participate in the Sacrifice Sect. Then you will see Master?" Ling Fei smiled and said, "Junior brother, you really should thank Master. If he hadn't been to protect his strength with his master, I'm afraid you would have been taken away by the court. The attitudes of the two masters and the status of Wanjian Sect in Da Chu saved your life."

"Senior brother, my family members?" After hesitating, Yang Zhi continued to ask, "Are there any living people?"

Standing by the bucket, holding a scoop of water, Ling Fei, who was slowly pouring hot water on Yang Zhi, paused for a while, and said, "Junior brother, let's be mournful, what has passed will never come back. If you are alive, life will always continue. You have been born in a noble family since you were a child, and you are not unfamiliar with politics. Such a thing will eventually be inevitable."

"No one left?" Yang Zhi's voice was a little hoarse.

"The legitimate clan is gone except you. Men, women, young and old, and dozens of people are gone." Ling Fei said sadly: "Your father and others were beheaded and displayed in public. The others are all sprinkled with a cup of poison, and they are still decently dead. Some distant relatives were sent to the western border to serve as soldiers."

"Everything is dead! It's great to die. You don't have to worry about anything or think about anything." Yang Zhi's voice gradually became cold and hard.

"Junior brother, don't think it's bad. You're still young. Some things can't be done. By the way, An Ruhai An Shuai wrote a letter to his master half a year ago, and the letter also mentioned your affairs. An Shuai said that if you can still come out alive, go to the western border army to find him. He will arrange a way out for you. He also said that this is Yang's support when he bid farewell to Yang Xiang."

"No!" Yang Zhi shook his head: "I appreciate his kindness, but I'm just a big trouble now. I won't let An Shuai make things difficult. He's not going to live a difficult life now."

"Now the western border army has been re-established." Ling Fei said: "After An went to the Western Army, a border army of 20,000 people has been rebuilt in less than two years. Although he fought with the Qin border, he still had fewer victories and more defeats, but it was much better than before. In his letter, An Shuai told his master that he would be able to re-establish a balance between the western border and the Qin people at the western border. Unfortunately, the center of gravity of the Great Chu is in the east, otherwise the court's support may be shorter. With his status and prestige, and his current position, if he also comes forward to protect you, plus the master and the head uncle, your life will be worry-free."

"You have no worries about your life?" Yang Zhi suddenly laughed strangely.

"Junior brother, you have to be more open-minded in life." Ling Fei gently patted Yang Zhi's shoulder, "My master said before leaving that if you can come out of the valley alive, you must have reached level 9, otherwise it would be impossible. However, it will take at least three to five years to predict the time for you to come out. Master never expected that you had already broken the barrier in just two years. Master has always made every decision. This time, for you, I've miscalculated it."

"Actually, Master has made arrangements for you. As long as you leave the valley, you will definitely reach the ninth level of cultivation. In our Wanjian Sect, there is no problem with any elder. In the future, he will teach his disciples on the mountain and practice martial arts. In the future, he will step into the position of master. He will be the pillar of our Wanjian Sect in one step."

Yang Zhi's mouth curled up slightly: "If this is the case, what's the difference between it and me in Wanjian Valley? It's just that I'm using Zhushan as a prison and banned me from the ground."

"Don't say that. It's really inappropriate for you to leave the sect now. Don't look at your martial arts cultivation level soaring, but in the eyes of the court, there will definitely be someone who will attack you after leaving Zhushan. Junior brother, don't be fooled!" Ling Fei looked at Yang Zhi with some nervousness.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I'm no longer the Yang Zhi of the past. I know the importance and understand the pros and cons." With a thud, Yang Zhi stood up from the bathtub and said, "Senior brother, I'm tired and want to sleep for a while. In the past two years, I haven't had a serious sleep. Only with you can I sleep well for a night of peace of mind."

"Okay, okay, you go to bed. I have to prepare some clothes for you. Your figure is much taller than mine. I have to look for it. All the things you used to have been confiscated by the inner guard, and even the needles and threads were not left behind. You also know that if they want to do these things, it is not easy for the head uncle to stop them."

"Nothing, compared to life, these things are nothing." Yang Zhi smiled, walked naked to the edge of the bed, and fell down straight. In a moment, he was already snoring like thunder.

This scene made Ling Fei's nose sore. He was so tired that he would just touch the bed like this. He shook his head, picked up the half-person-high bathtub, and walked out with his hands and feet.

His snow-white and long hair, his hands with his withered tendons gently stroked his face.

"Zhi'er, it must be very painful, right?" A gentle voice sounded in my ears. It was grandma. Yang Zhi raised his face and burst into tears.

"Grandma, grandma!" he cried.

Cixi's face slowly twisted in front of his eyes, with blood oozing out of his seven orifices, and grandma's appearance slowly blurred. The picture suddenly turned, and his father's savage suddenly flashed, with a crisp sound, and he was slapped heavily on his face, "You useless beast!" The roaring voice was still in his ears, and his father's head flew up, flying higher and higher, higher and higher.

Faces flashed, but they left quickly one by one. Slowly, they couldn't see clearly. Massive fog flew over, covering the faces of their relatives. Yang Zhi shouted. He wanted to chase them out, but his legs were as if they were filled with lead, and they were nailed to the ground, and they could not move the flying hair.

"father!"

"mother!"

"grandmother!"

Zhi Yang shouted.

In the fog, a series of shrill sword roars suddenly sounded. In a moment, countless sword lights flew out of the fog like locusts, piercing towards Yang Zhi.

"Ah!" With a loud scream, Yang Zhi stood up and suddenly opened his eyes. There was already a bright light outside the house.

It's already dawn.

Next to the pillow was a brand new costume of a disciple of Wanjian Sect. The big sword he brought out from the valley was also placed on his clothes.

"Junior brother!" Ling Fei's cry came from outside: "Are you awake? Look, it snowed yesterday, and the sun came out today. It seems that God is also happy that you can leave the valley."

Ling Fei, who was pushing the door, held a tray in his hand, with a few dishes and a bowl of porridge on it, "Eat some breakfast, I will take you to see the head uncle after eating."

"Senior Brother!" After putting on his clothes and looking at Ling Fei standing in front of him with a smile, Yang Zhi suddenly knelt down and knocked three times to Ling Fei.
Chapter completed!