Not climbing the Qingyun Ladder

Chapter 58
"Master Yang, why are you looking at me like this?" The young Su Budu looked relatively weak, but his eyes were sparkling and extremely agile.

At that time, his eyes were still clear, unlike now, where there were clouds and mist that could not be seen clearly under the warmth and jade, pressing heavily.

Yang Shou sighed softly, stretched out his hand and touched Su Budu's head.

This child's life is not very good.

Yang Shou never lied, so he told Su Budu's parents the results of his divination.

"Without the gods and Buddhas, I am alone, and my fate is bound to be a disaster, and it is closely connected with my luck." This is what he said at the time.

"In this case, my son will be named Budu from now on." Su Budu's father said.

"If gods and Buddhas don't help people, my son's destiny will not be exactly as Master Yang said." My mother said the same thing from her father's side.

Perhaps Yang Shuo had really miscalculated, but Su Budu grew up safely until he was nine years old. The talent and aura he showed in his training made both his father and mother very happy for him.

Su Budu always felt that his parents were amazing.My father likes to study music, is proficient in music theory, and can play many kinds of instruments.My mother is good at using swords. Although she can only make six cuts in total, each one looks very powerful.

Many people say that in fact, my father was kidnapped by my mother and forced him to go to the church to get married.Later, my father and mother returned home together and held another wedding.

Su Budu once asked them about this, but they all laughed and said nothing.

The beautiful days came to an abrupt end on his eighth birthday.

All Su Budu's memories of that day were the sudden appearance of the man in black, the raised sword, the corpses and blood on the ground, the permeating fire, and the look in his mother's eyes that finally let him go.

It turns out that this is the great calamity in his fate.

Su Budu went back once.The home had been burned to rubble, and the bodies of my father and mother were buried by the monks who came from behind. Only the tombs were left.

He looked at the two tombstones together in silence.

"The Tomb of Jiang Tanqing, Jiangshi, Tianqi County"

"The Tomb of Su Yanfeng, the Su Family in Chengzhou"

His surname was not Su, but Jiang, and his name was Jiang Budu. He was the only son of the Jiang family in Tianqi County, Yuezhou, and the son of Jiang Tanqing and Su Yanfeng.

"Impossible, impossible!" Yao Yu looked at him with incredible eyes, as if the person in front of him climbed out of hell.

Yao Yu's abnormal state naturally aroused other people's thoughts. People who were quite familiar with what happened back then and had better memories naturally gradually started to think about it.

Hua Xiangrong looked at everything in front of her in silence.

Sure enough, her guess was correct.When she was sorting through all the information she knew, she suddenly remembered the possible connection between Su Budu and Zhaixing Pavilion. Maybe he hated Zhaixing Pavilion, or maybe he was someone in Zhaixing Pavilion.

And this person is connected to the demon cultivator and the Moon Spirit Envoy.

Why Ye Yingshuang chose to mention that Qiling was controlled by the Moon Spirit Envoy Yao Yu was unknown to her.

But what Yao Yu said later should be right. It was under Su Budu's design that Qilingcai met the disciple of Zhaixing Pavilion.

This shows that Su Budu has long known about the two brothers Duan Qin and Yao Yu.So when and where did he find out?
Hua Xiangrong carefully observed some subconscious details of Su Budu's life, his tastes, and his accent when he spoke. These were very helpful in seeing where a person came from.

As Hua Xiangrong, she only stayed in Cangzhou for a while. She passed through Bingzhou, Yunzhou, Qizhou and Lizhou, and her stay was not long.But Feng Yuqing had traveled to many places, so she was almost certain that Su Budu was from Yuezhou.

There are two counties in Yuezhou, one is Tianqi County where Jiang, the protagonist of the Yuezhou Massacre, is located, and the other is Tianwu County where Zhaixing Pavilion is located.

In addition, Li Lin said that the wife of the head of the Jiang family was named Su, so she naturally made this association.

Perhaps the Jiang family was not wiped out all that year, and their only son escaped.He is Su Budu.

"The world is so big, full of wonders. You, a disciple of Zhaixing Pavilion who has been dead for many years, and the brother of the master of Zhaixing Pavilion can still live as the Moon Spirit Envoy Yao Yu, why can't I live?" Su Budu lowered his eyes, indifferently. He looked at Yao Yu.

Yao Yu stared at him, as if trying to find the shadow of the couple in those eyes.

They had made adequate preparations for the attack on the Jiang family, but the strength of Jiang Tanqing and Su Yanfeng still exceeded their expectations.

Jiang Tanqing seemed like a weak scholar, but he was ruthless in his actions.In his hand was a very ordinary-looking bamboo flute, but the tune he played was very melodious.But in this melodious tune, everyone felt that their movements became slower.

"Be careful, this is the treasure of the Jiang family, the Phoenix Bamboo Flute." A masked man reminded.

Those who couldn't react were met head-on by Su Yanfeng's shining knife.

Under the blade, strings of blood beads were brought up, and masked men in black clothes fell down one by one.

"Who are you? What do you want to do here?" Jiang Tanqing asked.

He stood side by side with Su Yanfeng, as well as people protected by the Jiang family and members of the Jiang family.

"It's nothing else. I just want to borrow Jiang's treasure." The leading masked man said.

Jiang Tanqing's eyes sharpened and she asked coldly: "What if I say I won't borrow it?"

"Then you have no choice but to die!" the leading masked man said, a black long sword appeared in his hand, and the tip of the sword was pointed at Jiang Tanqing and Su Yanfeng.

"So it's you." Jiang Tanqing squeezed the bamboo flute in his hand, his eyes serious.

"Now that you know it's me, why don't you hand over the things quickly." The tip of the black sword was filled with demonic energy and looked quite ferocious.

"Does a loser who was almost torn into pieces by Feng Yuqing and managed to escape with his own self-destruction deserve to say such a thing?" Su Yanfeng sneered disdainfully.

"You..." The man looked like he had been stabbed in a painful spot, his eyes full of gloom.He hated people mentioning the battle between him and Feng Yuqing the most in his life, so he became furious and struck Su Yanfeng with his sword.

The psychological shadow that that battle left on him was even greater than the psychological shadow that Li Ru had on Yao Yu.

Feng Yuqing brought him layers upon layers of seemingly endless pressure, gradually destroying his psychological defense.The murderous aura after the pressure almost caused him to collapse completely.

If he hadn't mastered a self-destruction technique to escape, and had to waste [-]% of his cultivation before barely escaping, he might really have become a dead soul under the sword of all living beings in the world of mortals.

After that time, he rested for decades.Later, when he met the high priest and the Spirit Emperor, his magic skills took a step further. From then on, he worked for the Yinglings and became the Wind Spirit Envoy.

Su Yanfeng was waiting for this sword strike in anger.

Although the man in front of him is a demon cultivator, he has excellent swordsmanship. In terms of swordsmanship, only Hua Wuxue in the world of cultivators can hold him steady.

If he is emotionally unstable, an angry strike may be more powerful, but his swordsmanship may be out of shape.But for a swordsman like Su Yanfeng, this is enough.

The swords collided together, and the wind spirit envoy took a few steps back. Su Yanfeng's second sword struck immediately.

Although her set of sword skills only has six styles in total, so she can only use six swords, but each sword is more powerful than the last sword. When layer by layer is added, by the sixth sword, it is very powerful. Few monks can handle it.Su Yanfeng's six blows shattered the wind spirit envoy's mask, and blood slowly oozed from the corners of his lips.

The name of the wind spirit envoy is Shangguan Thrush. His face looks a bit weathered, and there is a terrible scar on the right side of his face, which snakes from the corner of his eye to his neck.

The scar must have been on his face for many years, so it looks a little shallow.

This was drawn by Feng Yuqing with his sword. The sword was stained with blood, and the woman opposite looked indifferent.

"You have no need to live anymore." She stated in a calm tone, as if she was saying something that would definitely happen.

Shangguan Thrush's eyes were full of panic and despair. At that time, he really thought that he was going to be buried in that place.

Later, after he escaped with his life, Feng Yuqing's indifferent eyes seemed to be engraved in his mind, and he could never forget it.

In the years that followed, he only saw a similar look from one person.

He is the spiritual emperor who responds to all the spirits.Under that look, he felt that the blood in his body was about to freeze, as if he had returned to the fear of that day.

It makes sense that Feng Yuqing is hated by many demon cultivators. They hate and fear her, but there is nothing they can do.It is estimated that these demon cultivators set off firecrackers to celebrate after her death.

What's even funnier is that when Feng Yuqing died, he himself became an obsessed demon and was named the Sword Demon.

Although he hurt Shangguan Thrush, Su Yanfeng did not dare to be careless at all.There are so many demon cultivators here today. Could it be that they already have an organization?This is not good.

She and Jiang Tanqing looked at each other, then led the Jiang family to fight and retreat, and finally retreated to a courtyard, and then activated the clan defense formation.

"It can take a while," Jiang Tanqing said.

"Dad, Mom, are those people outside bad people?" Su Budu, who was still Jiang Budu at that time, asked Su Yanfeng's sleeve.

"You are a bad person, so dad and mom can't take you to your birthday. I'm sorry." Su Yanfeng said warmly.

Eight-year-old Jiang Budu shook his head: "It's okay."

"But why are they coming?" he asked again.

"They are here for this thing you have." Jiang Tanqing said.

Jiang Budu looked at the white jade flute in his hand. He liked it very much.The jade used for this flute is of very good quality and feels warm and cool to the touch, making it very comfortable.This was a birthday gift from his father.

But if they can't defeat the bad guys, then maybe give them the flute.

Jiang Budu gritted his teeth and expressed his thoughts.

Jiang Tanqing put his hands on his shoulders and said to him seriously for the first time: "Budu, remember, this flute is called King Qin's White Jade Flute. It must not fall into the hands of those people outside."

Jiang Budu nodded and held King Qin's white jade flute tightly in his hand.

"Even if we hand it over, they won't let us go." Su Yanfeng said lightly.

These people were ruthless, obviously aiming to destroy the entire Jiang family.

The Jiang family's clan protection formation has been passed down from generation to generation, but the people outside were obviously well prepared for this attack.

"Come here." Shangguan Thrush said to another masked man beside him.

The man took a step forward, and a long staff appeared in his hand.He pointed the long staff, which was made of unknown material, towards the sky, and the stars were faintly outlined above.It's just that the stars are black and purple, and they reveal an indescribable evilness.

"This is... Dayan Star Technique?" Jiang Tanqing looked at those black and purple stars in disbelief.

Also in Yuezhou, he was naturally very familiar with the Dayan Star Technique, one of the unique skills of his neighbor Zhaixing Pavilion.

This technique has a miraculous effect in breaking formations. With its blessing, Jiang's clan-protecting formation may collapse sooner or later.

"Are you Duan Qin?" Jiang Tanqing's heart slowly sank as he looked at the man holding the star staff and performing the Dayan Star Technique.

"No, he's not." Su Yanfeng said from the side.

"He should be Duan Qin's younger brother." Her reaction was faster, and she had already guessed the truth about the incident in Zhaixing Pavilion.

"So, not only did you not die back then, you also changed your name and continued to live as Yao Yu, right?" she asked.

"Su Yanfeng, the more you know, the faster you will die." Yao Yu sneered.

"What about Duan Qin? Does he know about this? From the look in your eyes, he really knows." Jiang Tanqing said coldly.

"Your master died suddenly back then. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid there may have been a hidden reason for his death." Su Yanfeng said while using spiritual energy to strengthen the formation.

Yao Yu said no more, and the stars smashed down and landed on the barrier formed by the formation.Cracks suddenly appeared in the barrier.

"Since you two are so ungrateful, we have no choice but to leave no one behind." Shangguan Thrush said coldly.

The last thing Jiang Budu remembered was a huge roar and the teleportation circle drawn by his parents.

Before he could see their last faces clearly, he really became a loner.

It turns out that all the gods and Buddhas in the sky really can't save him.It turns out that fate will really tear his face apart and reveal the most hateful side to him.

In the past 20 years, he had listened to the Yuezhou tragedy over and over again, as if he was self-absorbing.

People said that no one survived and that all that was left were charred bones.People said that the Jiang family was in ruins, and many monks came to pay their respects, including the Star Reaching Pavilion.People said that that group of people belonged to an organization called Yinglingzhong.

Sometimes he would also wonder if it was because he was born into the Jiang family that he brought them such misfortune.Is he really the so-called lone star in the sky, born to be a loner?

Yang Shou, the head of the Xuanji Sect, was so accurate in his calculations.

Then evil thoughts suddenly arise in my heart, and there are many inner demons.

A voice kept saying to him, they are all dead, why don't you die?It was you who killed them. You are a person abandoned by gods and Buddhas.

"It was me...who killed them..." Su Budu repeated subconsciously.

Kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em...

"Kill...you..."

The young man closed his eyes and sank into darkness.

(End of this chapter)